Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ I Never Dreamed ❯ Chapter 41 ( Chapter 41 )

I Never Dreamed

By: AMCM74

Chapter 41

Trunks walked through the crowded room, and found the first available stool at the bar. The music was loud and the lights low. He sat here for a while in his depressed state just pounding back the alcohol. "You know Mr. I think you need to easy up a bit." The bartender said as he went to retrieve Trunks another.

No sooner do he gotten his new drink, there was some one next to him. A stunning girl with dark raven hair, sat next to him. Her hair was so like Pan's; it might have been the light but it seemed to have a purple glow. He took a drink and looked over at her smiling face. She was wearing a red shirt and black leather pants. She held a thin black leather jacket over her arm. She looked oddly familiar to him. Maybe it was his drunken imagination. "Do I know you?"

She laughed as if he had said something she found terribly funny. "Not really. So tell me what brings you here?" She motioned to the bartender, and soon had a bright blue drink slid her way.

"Isn't the normal question, what's your name?" Trunks looked deep into his glass.

The girl shook her head. "No, not in this case. Everyone knows you, your Trunks Briefs President of Capsule Corps." She played with her straw and looked at him out of the corner of her eye.

"Yup, you just for got to add screw up extraordinaire" Trunks was starting to feel the effects of all his drinking, as he lifted his drink to his lips.

"Now there is one I never read about." The girl looked at him with a deep piercing blue gaze. "You do know you are way to drunk to drive." Trunks tried to stand up and hit the floor. The bored expression fixed on her features as if it was second nature. "Or to walk for that matter."

Trunks tried to get to his feet. He was having very little success. The girl looked down at him arching an eyebrow in silent amusement. "You could help me out here. Or maybe you like watching me suffer." He looked over at her black booted feet, turning to face him.

Nodding slowly she sighed, "I think you can sit there for a bit more. It will give you time to reflect on your actions." She sipped on her drink and glanced back down at him with a light smirk. "You know I never thought I would see you like this. It's pretty funny."

"See me like what." Trunks fairly growled at her. The girl was making absolutely no sense. "Where have you seen me before?"

She frowned and set her drink on the bar. Tossing a bill in the tip jar she reached down and pulled him to his feet. With way too much ease for a girl her size. "Shit, I never can keep my big mouth shut."

Helping him to prop on the bar, she tossed her jacket over her shoulders. There on the back in white was a huge Capsule corps logo. Trunks didn't even ask any more questions. He was assured he was merely suffering from a drunken delusion. She dropped his arm around her slender shoulders and helped him out the door. Outside she dug in her pocket and pulled out a single capsule.

"This isn't going to work, all I have is my motorcycle." She looked up at him. "We are going to have to use your car." She frowned glancing around.

He wasn't in any condition to argue. "It's the blue car over there. Do you have any idea where I live?"

Again, with the laughter, she helped him to the car. Once inside Trunks passed out with a little sigh.

Aiko shook her head. "And you were always telling me to behave." Walking around the car, she smiled wickedly to her self. At least now she would have a bargaining tool for when she got back to the future. She had been told a thousand times to stay away from the time machines. But the word no always made things way more appealing to her. Climbing into the drivers seat she smiled over at her unconscious father "Now what was that about not touching your cars?" She turned the key.

As she drove toward Capsule she had only one thing on her mind. Where in HFIL was her mother? If there was anything Aiko hated it was not knowing. How many times had she been she been told by grandma that curiosity killed the cat. Good thing she was a Saiyan, they are harder to kill.

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Trunks was not the only one having trouble with Aiko. Pan paced the floor with the screaming baby. Aiko refused to settle down. She had drunk her bottles, been changes and burped. Nothing was satisfying the little bundled. Pan was starting to suspect that the baby wanted Trunks. He was the only thing missing. It was also true Trunks had been the only to feel Aiko's ki during the pregnancy. Maybe the two of them were linked closer then Pan had thought. "Oh Aiko, what should I do?"

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Vegeta stormed into the darkened room. There was a piece of paper in him clinched fist. He turned on the light and saw his some roll over and cover his eyes with a painful whimper. He smiled in satisfaction. Looking over at the bathroom Vegeta's smile grew larger. As trunks muttered something about wanting to die Vegeta turned on the shower and placed his hand under the water and waited. A quick nod of approval he walked back into the bedroom and grabbed his son's leg and dragged him to the bath and shoved the boy in.

"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Trunks screamed. His energy miraculously restored. Trunks was trying valiantly to jump out. In answer the efforts of his victim to escape Vegeta stepped in and placed his foot on Trunks chest. Pinning him under the water. Yes, his foot was getting wet, but the results were worth the momentary discomfort. Reaching up he turned off the water he sneered down at the boy. "While you were sleeping your day away this fax arrived for you." Vegeta stuffed the paper at Trunks.

Trunks took it in shivering hands. He had never felt so horrible in all his life. Cold, wet, and hung over. "Wha, wha, what is it." Trunks shivered.

"Your mother gave it to me. She says it is a notice of separation paper." Vegeta raged, "It means that within ones months time your wife can seek a divorce. She also explained to me the meaning of a divorce." Vegeta started to walk from the room. The he stopped. "You will NOT be getting one." He looked back at his boy "You are bonded to the girl. Thus there will be no chance of heirs from any other."

Trunks held the paper in his hands until the water disincarnated it.


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Bra was power shopping. She was angry. She was hurt. How could Mark just up and leave like that. He never even said goodbye to her. No note, no call, no nothing. She grabbed a sweater and threw it over her arm.

"That is soo not your color." A voice behind her said.

Bra turned to see a young girl her black hair cut in a shoulder length bob. She was dressed in a lime green shirt. She had on cream pants and a light vest. A black leather jacket hung over her arm. "DO I know you?" Bra looked down at the sweater. She was right. This was not her color.

"So to speak." Aiko walked over to Bra.

Bra gave he a strange look. The girl was very familiar "Did we got to school together."

"If you count shopping 101 an actual class, then yes. You even designed this jacket for me" Aiko lifted her jacket up and held it for Bra to see. Bra glanced from the logo to the girl. In the quick glances she saw it. Pan, with Trunks eyes.

"SWEET DENDE!!!!""