Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ TOSOV (BOOK 3) ❯ BACK FROM THE FUTURE ( Chapter 38 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

WARNING! EXTREME MUSHINESS, OOCNESS, STRANGE PAIRINGS. BRINGS IN CHARACTERS FROM DBGT-VERY OOC! APPOLGIES TO FIRECRACKER FOR BORROWING A FEW OF HER DESCRITPTIONS FOUND IN THE SAGA <HOUSE OF VEGETA> MAINLY REGARDING FIRST PELTING OF THE CHIBIS. A/N: VEGETA AND OTHERS WHO APPEAR IN FEMME FORM DO NOT LOSE THEIR MALENESS! THEY DO NOT SWITCH GENDERS LIKE THE MALES OF ZARBON'S RACE. APPOLOGIES FOR THE CONFUSION!


CHAPTER XL

BACK FROM THE FUTURE

Following the destruction of the Ice-jin rule of Planet Stygia, the reunited Saiyan race scoured the planet and exterminated any survivors they happened to find as well as eradicate all evidence of Ice rule. During the skirmish, several new Super Saiya-jin emerged, which included young Prince Uslagg. Two Saiyan weeks after turning the Ice kingdom into a distant memory, and rebuilding it into a Saiyan stronghold, the assisting/visiting branches of the Saiyan race along with their human comrades bade the Stygian Saiya-jin a fond farewell. The race took comfort in leaving with the knowledge of a stronger more unified Saiyan race on the horizon. Broli and Turles were left in charge to train the new ascendants in their Super Saiyan powers along with Queen Imione. Splitting into two distinct groups, the Earth Saiya-jin and the Kale Saiya-jin took hold of anyone who knew Instant Transmission, waved one last 'good-bye,' then winked out of sight.

The Earth Saiya-jin (those who lived on Earth, namely Vegeta and Kakarrot) and their human allies were surprised to find that although it felt as if they had just been gone for a few days, they had been gone far longer than that.

"A MONTH?! Vegeta, koi, we've been gone that long?" Kakarrot was stunned when he looked at the date on the digital calendar that hung in the sitting room of the royal bedchamber.

"Sickening, isn't it," it was a more a statement than a question that left the prince's sweet mouth that seemed to drip honey as he slinked closer to his large mate. "What say you and I gather our infant chibis together and take them for an ice cream or something. We've spent absolutely no time with our newborns and I know the two elder chimps would jump at the chance to have quality time with their 'Tousans," the prince continued as he walked his fingers up the broad chest of his mate to tickle his chin.

Kakarrot melted into a puddle of gooey mush as he gazed into the playful eyes of the once proud, stubborn, out-for-me-only prince. Wrapping his arms around his small mate, Kakarrot bent his head to take hold of the playful digits with his mouth and began to suck on them. The action caused the prince to gasp then nearly lose himself.

"Why can't we just stay here and indulge in one another?" Kakarrot asked as he drew his love closer to nuzzle the prince's neck and releasing the fingers which were now slick with his oral juice.

Shaking off the stimulus, Vegeta smirked and with the fingers of his drier other hand, the prince caressed his mate's face. "As much as I'm tempted, you know even that takes last place in the promise of a good battle. Remember, I said you could have top position when we were on Stygia? Let's spend time with the chibis, then we'll have a good battle, you and I. We haven't had an all out for quite sometime and the incident on Stygia whetted my appetite for more. Come, chimps first, battle then... " Vegeta pushed his mate away then backed away from outstretched arms. "Besides, baka, you need to 'adopt' my eldest chimps, Cilvanti and Endive as your own the way it's done here when two distinct families join." The prince had moved to sit on the large king sized bed.

"How do I adopt them?" the large warrior asked as he watched the seductive sway of his mate's slim hips, the larger Saiyan's tail curling and uncurling in lazy circles. In a move faster than light, he moved and joined his love on the bed.

"Give them your bite mark but not like the one I bare. Remember when the twins were born how every one passed them around and the family just pricked them on the surface but we bit them? That's done to show others from what clan the children originate. All Saiya-jin mark their cubs. I marked Trunks and Cilvanti once I had them to myself. Did you never mark your boys?" Vegeta asked with an incredulous look in his black licorice eyes.

Kakarrot lowered his eyes to the floor and Vegeta figured that he had never marked the boys when they were young. No surprise there, that hellcat on two legs would probably have had a coronary had he followed his instincts just once before the prince's arrival. Vegeta lifted his right ungloved hand-he now only wore gloves when training, fighting, and in battle-and caressed his mate's cheek.

"I'm not surprised that you hadn't, you didn't even know about it, did you, but I do know that your emotions bound you to one another. C'mon, let's go have a wash then take the kids out. I felt Trunks express to your son the same desire," the prince went to move when a sudden vision halted him.

In the vision, Vegeta saw two figures, one large and built like his koi, the other was definitely a child younger than either Cilvanti or Endive. The figures turned out to be his Kk and Gohan when he was a boy. Vegeta snickered. So, he wasn't the only one with hidden secrets, Kakarrot always surprised him. Nonetheless, in the vision, Kakarrot was holding little Gohan and singing the chimp to sleep. Just as the boy had begun to purr Kakarrot leaned his head down to kiss the boy but gently turned his head so that his neck was exposed. Barring his canines, Kakarrot lifted the hair from his son's ear, pinched the skin at the nape of his neck then pricked the delicate flesh. The vision shifted to one of a seven-year-old Goten not long after Majin Buu had been defeated and the Earth restored with Kakarrot and two boys in a forest camping. The scene was around a campfire, Trunks and Goten were in their sleeping bags listening to a story the large warrior was telling them of the battle with Cell just before Goten was born and Trunks was not quite a year of age. When the boys had fallen asleep, Kakarrot leaned to kiss both boys and as with Gohan, the large warrior pinched the skin behind his ear and nipped that area. By the end of the vision, the prince could not help the smile on his face and nodded.

Turning to face his mate, the prince stammered, "I-I'm sorry love. I always do that. Just when I think I know all there is to know about you, you throw me a curve. No wonder you're always able to get under my skin," Vegeta smirked then playfully slapped his mate. "Let's get washed and not together! If we did that, we'd never get anywhere." Vegeta rose to enter his wash room and Kakarrot did the same.

Following his wash, Vegeta slipped into a pair of hip hugging boot cut indigo colored tight fitting jeans and a multicolored tie-dyed T-shirt. He then padded his way to the nursery while he raked out his tail length hair and hummed a tune that kept playing through his mind. Once in the nursery where only royal and elite chibis were bedded, Vegeta found both Trunks and Goten, six chimps napping on toddler beds while the parents held the four youngest ones. Trunks held the chibis born of his mate and vice versa even though the room was in shadow to simulate nightfall.

"'Tousan! I guess we can't go anyplace until these little ones finish napping. Look at how their tails entwine and look at this!" Trunks held up his six-month-old. Goten did the same.

Vegeta gasped as his eyes beheld his two grandchildren. "I-I don't believe this, how, Piccolo destroyed this planet's moon and I had to take you and Cilvi to Minerva for the pair of you to experience this, this is amazing!" the prince remarked as he eyed his grand chimps. He then took a look around the nursery and noticed that the walls were muted red and dotted with stars, planets and... Moons! "Of course, how stupid of me to forget! When Emanu and I were decorating this room, we painted the stars as seen from... the surface of a long dead planet," Vegeta choked on the last of his statement.

"Vegeta, look at them, they're covered in fur! What's wrong with them, are they sick or something? They are full-Saiyan, ya know!" Goten exclaimed.

Coughing to recover his wits, the prince smiled at the concerned parents. "Oh, they're far from sick, boys. This is the beginning of their Oozaru stage. This is their first pelt if you will and only happens to Saiya-jin with tails," Vegeta smiled as he stroked the pale lavender onyx colored peach soft fur of his two grand children. "They should have done this long ago," the prince mused.

"They were with Ceraina's brothers, Tormataeo and Collyard, so they had no way of being exposed," Trunks replied as he also stroked the fur on his son's head.

"Will it disappear?" Goten fretted.

"The second they are removed from this room. Now, I'm going to check on your sisters and brothers and when they all wake, we'll prepare them to go to the park," the prince whispered and left the proud Tousans with the new knowledge regarding their chimps.

Vegeta gingerly made his way to the section in which he had placed Cilvi and Endive and where the newborns' cribs had been placed. As the prince made his way through the semi-darkened room, he fought against the effects of the moon-like images that heated his Saiyan blood and tickled at his Oozaru sense to transform. Closing his eyes, the prince concentrated on the lighting panel of the room to bring the background to a soft glow that would simulate the sunrise on... Well, he would not think on that. That time, that place and those incidences were mere shadows of his dark and dying past. He was a new creature as were the survivors of the holocaust and it was not surprising how easily the race embraced the change from ape minded brutes to gentle giants of peace. The prince smiled at the train of his thoughts as he opened his eyes to the muted lighting that was calming his desires, returning his blood flow to 'normal.'

Vegeta continued on his trek in the near silent room, glancing every now and again at the elite newborns and elder infants who were pelting like his grandchildren, however, since he had turned the lighting up, the fur was beginning to fade. As the prince glanced around, his eyes fell upon the cutest sight he had ever beheld in his memory. By the fireplace lay his elder brother, Raditz, and Tormataeo's fur covered toddler daughter, Sabrianna-Bree for short-entangled in the extra large Saiyan's wild knee length mane of hair and that warrior covered with an light sheet to hide his lower body. Vegeta had to leave the room and when he reached a spot he felt his action would not awaken the napping chibis, a roar of laughter burst from his being. Vegeta collapsed in a riotous heap of snickers and guffaws, trying to grasp the wall for support and failing miserably.

Kakarrot had just stepped from taking his own wash and was still toweling his hair when he entered the hallway of the royal wing. Seeing his mate doubled over, the large Saiyan dropped the cloth and ran to his koi.

"Vegeta, koi, are you all right, my love?" he asked as he knelt and lifted the weakened demi-monarch onto his lap and enfolded him in silk encased steel banded arms.

"G-go have a look in the nursery by the fireplace! It's too cute to describe!" Vegeta's spluttered, mirth still possessed his voice.

Lifting his mate in his arms, Kakarrot carried his love down to the nursery were an onslaught of howls and whoops assailed sensitive Saiyan ears. Peering into the room, Kakarrot looked over to the fireplace after he had shifted his precious cargo to his opposite arm and held him like a child. Kakarrot spluttered then collapsed into a laughing fit as his eyes beheld his elder brother, Raditz, with a little two-legged hairball entwined in his wild locks and wrapped in his large furry tail-Raditz had yet to ascend to Pilzara.

"W-where's a camera when you need one?" the large Saiyan remarked.

"DADDY! POPPA-K!" tiny voices sounded then the two mighty Saiya-jin found themselves on the ground straddled by a pair of royal brats.

"We didn't sense you out here and... AAAAHHHH!" little Cilvi jumped from her sire and ran to the far end of the hallway, cowering in fear.

Kakarrot got up with Endive in one arm and assisted his mate with the other the hand.

"Thanks, love. Could you see to him and the twins while I check the matter with Miss Thang?" Vegeta asked and move to go comfort his baby girl, however, with every step he took; she tried desperately to blend into the wall. "Cilvi, honey, what is it? What's the matter, baby?" he asked and reached for the strickened infant.

Cilvi, seeing the wall was not going to absorb her being, did the only other possible thing she could without fleeing in terror. She lashed out; small hands with tiny sharp nails began to claw at the prince and tear into the material of his tie-dyed T. Stunned, the prince could just watch as his elder princess tore the cloth to shreds, then with a discharge of chi, burned whatever was left to cinders. Vegeta grabbed hold of his baby and held her close. Levitating so that he could stand, the prince carried the little one back to the nursery.

Sensing his mate, Kakarrot turned. "What happened, hun? You're burnt!" the large Saiyan gasped at the blistering flesh of his mate's prefect chest.

"It's nothing, mi amour. My T-shirt ended up on the losing end of a battle. I might suggest you change yours as well if my own garment received such harsh punishment, yours will as well," Vegeta nodded as he noted that his mate was dressed exactly as he himself was, but in looser fitting indigo jeans.

Kakarrot nodded and left the room after he had completed changing Chardonblis. Vegeta put his elder girl down and reached to begin changing Roma.

"Daddy, how could you, of all Saiya-jin put something as horrible as that T-shirt on? You're the royal prince of our entire race and should have more pride and care in your style of dress than rags. I would have been humiliated beyond all reason if you left this house in such a rag," the young princess grimaced as she assisted the prince in changing the cub. "Now, why was everyone laughing earlier?"

"Did you not see your Uncle Raditz and Sabrianna by the fireplace?" Vegeta asked his little ones who nodded.

"Bree loves my mate but did you see this?" a voice said with a light lilt to its character.

Vegeta looked up and there stood Tormataeo, tanned, not as tall and Raditz, handsome (like what Saiyan of high breeding wasn't?) and smiling like a loon. The smaller statured Saiyan crossed over to his still sleeping mate and toddler, knelt down and lifted a cover so that Raditz's lower half could be seen. Under the cover were the seven other eldest younger children of Tormataeo and his human mate and they were all entwined in the largest Saiyan's hair and wrapped in his massive tail.

"Such a Kodak moment. They've all taken to him like ducklings to water. I'm having a time with the other twenty of my brood. At least this one won't have any worries over daddy abandoning us (Tormataeo rubbed his still flat abdomen where Raditz chimp was growing). If it hadn't of been for poppa taking us back after the last three infants were born, I don't know how we would have survived. When I told daddy how I was breeding, he told me to send the cubs to him when they began walking but that I would have contact with them always. Our family home was very large, so poppa could very easily take all the chibis with little difficulty. Trunks had gifted us with a very large capsule house when he had birthed his first cub for Goten," Tormataeo began rattling about his life before being called to Little Vegeta.

"How did you lose your Earth mate?" Trunks asked as he played in his mate's dark hair to detangle and de-knot it.

"I've had three. The first one, Erwin Brutus, that scum was the football coach at Red Circle High School where I met him. He had asked me why he had never seen any of the cubs after their first birthday and I told him, then I told him I had birthed two a year for him since our beginning and I let him know how many we had had to date. He left me while I was carrying Marsalla, the second of my ten-year-olds. I knew he never loved me, he was just fascinated by having a dual gendered lover and we never lived together. I was his 'secret other' and one of his defensive backs on the football team," Tormataeo choked as he related the story. "I had birthed six for him then I met Sturgis and I fell completely head over heels for him because he challenged me and was nearly as strong as I was. The rest of my children are all his and he loved my first fruits as if they were his very own. The infant is the only child he has who'll never know him. He was killed in a nasty car accident and died on the scene. I then met Skyler Taylor but that relation soured not long after we met. Guess having a bi-gendered lover wasn't on his list of weirdness. He wanted to get rid of the kids and me. That was just before sire had called us here to join the rest of our kind. And there you have the story of my love life here on Earth. Thank you, Ouji-sama," Tormataeo moved to lift one of his chibis from his nap to change him.

"Well, you have Raditz, now, my brother, and our race is being rediscovered and reunited at every turn. Anyway, my own lover passed away from old age. He was my History instructor at Red Circle, Mr. Masters. He was said to be a beater and just trashed other lovers he had had so I challenged him. I had never met such an overwhelmingly powerful man besides dad, of course, and Mr. Masters fascinated me from the second I entered his classroom. He was a dish and History quickly became my favorite subject. One day I had gotten a detention for punching some weakling's lights out for beating up an even weaker student, and to my surprise, Mr. Masters, Trevor, was the overseeing instructor. I was the only student on detention that day and after months of flirting and secret notes between one another... We abandoned the classroom in which I was to serve out detention and moved to the gym. I told him I heard that he was a beater and I wanted a fight. I surprised him with my strength and skills. I let him win because you all know how much we crave battle. The rest is history. He was a very wealthy man, a boxing/wrestling champion and a decorated soldier. His body was tough and could take most anything I did to it but I always gave him top because... Well, I'll leave out the details. He was 75 when he passed and we were making this little lady here, and that's why I named her Trevina, after her dad. We loved one another and he never complained about my eternal youth, hell, he was 50 when we began in the first place and I was thirteen but didn't begin to have this litter until I was sixteen. I thought I'd never find anyone to replace Trev in my heart, then I met his highness. However, I had met a young man I lived with briefly not long ago. Our sitch was fairly new, but having a partner better looking than he was drove him insane. He hated the kids and actually was very uncomfortable with a bi-gendered male. Anyway, what I felt for my human pales compared to what I feel now. I could never imagine this kind of oneness and completeness. Thank you, Vegeta no Ouji for allowing your brother and the son of a third class to be one," Collyard bowed to his prince and wrapped Kale in a tail embrace.

While they chatted, Raditz and Tormataeo's other young children had risen from their naps and 'Radada' moved to assist his mate with the washing and changing of the infants. Once all infants had been washed and changed, the parents took them to feed them, then separated to get ready for the day's outing. After dressing in shorts, tasteful T-shirts, sneakers and such, the parents packed provisions for the infants who were still on milk tank and several changes of clothing. The elder children, from a year of age up to twenty Saiyan Years (40 Earth years) prepared their own provisions. Once everything had been packed, checked and rechecked, the group gathered in the common area outside of the palace where Prince Trunks announced the intention of taking only elite/royal heirs to the park. This was manly addressed to Kakarrot, Tormataeo's and Collyard's other offspring who promptly jumped to prepare their families for the outing and by noon <it had been sunrise when the Saiya-jin reappeared on Earth from their Stygia venture> everyone interested in going was gathered and waiting further instruction.

Many of the demi-Saiya-jin opted to stay and train to get stronger to defend their home and maybe hunt but not necessarily for food. The prince snickered to his mate and told him that since the chibis were having a day outing that the adults would have a night outing then licked his lips in a hungry manner and that they, too, would engage in a non-food hunt. Thus, following a huge breakfast, the royals, elites and their chibis all climbed into a number of air SUVs that could hold 15 passengers each and took head count. Krillin, his girls and 17, Serena and their family <Kurama, Hiei and their school friends had returned to their own homes> were among those going to the park then lifted off to head for the big city.


West City Park was located ten miles from Capsule Corporation and was large enough to hold several thousand beings comfortably. The day was very tropical and not very hot, but then the weatherman promised a lovely spring day for outdoor enjoyment. Bulma had called her girlfriends, Cindy and Marron, asked them to bring their little sibs out to play with her nieces and nephew as the blue haired genius was planning on taking her sister-in-law and her three kids to the park to let them run wild. Although Capsule Corp had a larger than average playroom littered with left over toys from when Trunks and Bura had lived there, the kids still needed outside activity. While servant robots set up the picnic area, a few faces very familiar to the blue haired genius arrived at the park.

"Bulma! Hi, girlfriend and Tien, long time no see! How did you two end up a couple?" a strong feminine voice asked in surprise.

Bulma turned from her preoccupation with her new love's clean-shaven head and gasped in shock at the site of the one who had called out to them. "Chichi, hey, girl! (Conspiratorial whisper) Is that who I think it is?" Bulma whispered in Chichi's ear.

Chichi looked over to the large bulk with a big black bushy Afro hairstyle hair do and the petite female beside him and smiled. Sidling over to wrap her arms around him and receiving a nip on the nose for her effort, Chichi smiled, "Yes and despite the past, we love one another like... Oh, Bulma, I've never been happier and Videl is all I could ask in a daughter. She's top honors in university and has a new boyfriend, who's just nuts about her," Chichi smiled widely as she and her new family went to join Bulma.

Just then, "Hey, where'd those houses and those people come from? They weren't there a half hour ago?" Frieda, Bulma's sister-in-law exclaimed as she looked over at what had been a totally void wide-open space lined with trees.

The others in the group looked over and gasped then Chichi growled, "How dare they. HOW DARE THEY BRING THEIR FILFTH AND PERVERSION OUT IN THE OPEN! And to do it in front of small children... that race has no morals!" the black haired super human ranted.


Across the common a village seemed to have sprouted out of thin air, well, technically, it did. The Royal/Elite Saiya-jin had arrived and set up their 'camp' in an eyeblink and were in process of feeding their infants and cooking lunch. Children of various ages ran around, climbed into the trees, bellowed like monkeys, engaged in mock battles and just had the time of their lives. Even the ultra-snobbish children of the epitome of Saiyan society were allowed the freedom to run wild, but lately, the prince himself had been engaging in fun things as well.

"Well, was this a good idea or what, love?" Vegeta asked his mate as he lay against the larger Saiyan's wide chest and cradled their infants to his own chest.

Kakarrot ran his fingers through his children's hair as he nuzzled his mate's wild flame of hair, inhaling the fragrance of musky spice that emitted from the deep mahogany copper locks, then he leaned and kissed his love. "Anything you suggest is a good idea, koi. Can you believe there's no threat to the universe, no dire emergency to heed and we can just enjoy our families and mates?" the large warrior asked then lifted his eyes. "Ah, koi, take a glance across the common but don't say anything."

Vegeta did so and sucked in on the kiss he and his mate were sharing, then he turned to fully take in the situation. "How the... What the... Chichi and Hercule? The woman and three eyes?" Vegeta gasped in disbelief.

"Hey, dad, Vegeta, is that mom and... What's he doin' here?" Gohan asked as he, Piccolo, Piccolo's two children and Pan, all landed beside the two Royal Saiya-jin.

"We were just pondering the same question. The real question is how he and the hellcat ended up together and look at Videl, doesn't look like she misses you two at all," Vegeta noted how Videl clung possessively to the arm of a blond muscle man a little taller than she was.

"I don't think they're happy to see us here, dad," Trunks remarked as he and Goten joined the others as they regarded the group across the common.

Just then a movement from the human camp silenced all conversation and the royal Saiya-jin stood up to guard their little territory.

"How dare you people come to a decent park and defile it with-" the black hair woman stopped ranting when she took in the group in front of her. Her eyes must have been playing tricks on her or her age was catching up to her. She could have sworn... Chichi scanned the faces. There were Goku, Piccolo and Goten but there was no sign of the men they had chosen to mate with! Oh, the three had mates all right but they were the most breathtaking females she'd ever seen and could have been the men's twins. Vegeta had taught those who had been interested how to reshape their body to give the appearance of being female and still remain male, thus, those who were femme had the perfect hour glass figure many females would die for and curved in all the right places.

"You were saying, madam?" Trunks asked in a high lilting voice as he leaned against Goten.

Vegeta had suggested appearing femme in public for those who could attain the transformation to cause confusion if they had run into anyone who knew the Saiya-jin and their not so normal mating habits. Trunks loved being femme, so he had adorned a deep purple and lime printed shorts suit and black thonged sandals. Gohan had also decided on deep purple since his mate wore little else, however, today, the green Namekian was dressed in tight jeans that hugged his muscular hips and a loose fitting orange mesh muscle shirt that showed off his upper body to perfection. For the prince, it was the only way he for him to appear in public, especially one with such a limited view on love and relationships. The prince wore tight fitting black jeans; a grey short sleeved silk shirt and black Velcro strapped flat sandals. The males wore the same colored outfits as their femmes and held them protectively.

"Go-Pi-Got-!" Chichi stammered when Hercule joined her.

"Chi-chan, honey, Bulma says leave them be and to come back to the picnic," the world champ pulled on his love's shoulder.

"Yes, woman, listen to your man. Its not often that he makes sense" Vegeta drawled. He stepped forward and grabbed a hold of the bun Chichi kept her long hair in. Vegeta twisted her head to hiss, "If you don't leave us alone, so help me the world will know who really beat Cell all those years ago and what a big phony that snarlag beast really is!" He released her and Chichi all but ran to Hercule's side.

"Did you see that, Hercule? That 'woman' molested me!" the black haired banshee cried in mock horror.

"As if," Vegeta said with an indignant sniff then turned away from the hellcat when...

"Ahhh, Hercule, help me!" The gathered crowed witnessed Chichi fly through the air towards a high tree, however, with a move as fast as that of any Saiya-jin Hercule caught the flying female.

"You were told to leave and you didn't, so you had to pay the price!" a small voice snarled, smoke wafted from a tiny palm.

"Yannosh!" Goten and Trunks exclaimed when they noted their eldest chimp, an angry scowl on his small face much like the elder prince still did when thinking or very angry.

Vegeta approached his grand son and smirked down at him then held his hand out to the chimp and crossed his chest in a Saiyan salute of honor. "I commend your bravery, young soldier. Name your reward and I'll take you to the mall tomorrow to get it," the prince nodded.

The tyke's eyes widened in surprise as he exclaimed in Saiyago, "Really, grandpa? I know exactly what I want, too! There's a game for PS-45 called RAGE and it's really cool!" the boy jumped around like a rabbit.

"All right, all right, settle down and go play, " the prince hugged the tyke then sent him off to play with the other chimps.

Trunks approached the prince and gave him a severe look to which the prince returned one of complete boredom. "And your point is, boy?"

" 'Tousan! You're incorrigible," the young prince leaned and mock kissed the prince on the cheek.

"Off with you. These Earth-jin are having hard enough problems with our male mating preferences, we don't need to kill them at the sight of two femmes en amour," the prince snickered.

Just then, a blinding flash of light obscured the sun and caused chibis of all descriptions and races to scurry to their parents in fear. All but the chibi Saiya-jin, who, like their ancestors and their parents took battle stances and powered up to near SSJ until...

"Kakarrot, d'you feel that, koi?" Vegeta asked as he straightened from his defensive stand.

Kakarrot searched the air, as did any one else who could sense chi.

"Dad, is that who I think it is?" Gohan asked, fighting a smile and the feeling of excitement that coursed through his body.

"Simmer down, kid. Remember the last time he came to 'visit' us," Piccolo remarked in his monotone voice.

"Bulma, I think your son from the future has decided to grace us with is presence once again," Tien said as he searched the chi others had felt.

"If it is him, I hope it's good news, this time and not another dire warning that we must prepare to save Earth again, I just got out of the hospital," a weary voice sounded and Bulma and Tien looked to find its source.

"Yamcha! Where-"

Before Bulma could form another word, a loud swoosh sounded then suddenly a cone shaped craft with a domed lid stood in front of the shocked picnickers. The dome on top of the craft flew open and a figure hopped out and floated down to the ground. The figure was dressed in gray khaki pants, orange tan desert type boots, a navy jacket that had CC on the shoulder and a sword slung across his back. He had lavender colored hair cut in a bowl shape. He wasn't over tall, but even under the jacket, one could feel raw power emanating from his being that gave him the appearance of being tall. A small but powerful hand lifted to the side of the spacecraft depressed a button and the craft shrank. The being bent to retrieve something from the ground, placed the item in a wallet then turned to the gawking crowd.

Cries of 'awe' filled the air and females, young and old, fainted. Those females who were still standing could only gape in disbelief and exclamations of 'damn he's hot!' or 'God, what a body!' sliced the near silence of the park. Bulma turned to regard the handsome stranger who wore dark shades over eyes she knew to be as blue as her own. With a whimper, the blue haired genius broke out of Tien's hold and ran to the 'youth'.

"TRUNKS!" she cried as she wrapped her arms around his broad body and buried her head in his chest. "Oh, Trunks, oh, baby! It's so good to see you," she cried and the young man embraced her.

Trunks, as she had called him, buried his head in the full bush curls of her blue hair. He inhaled her deeply and kissed her cheek. "Oh, mother, it's so good to see you again! I missed you so much. I had to come back to see you and be with you again," the boy cried his own tears.

The two pulled back from one another; she stroked his cheek and he stroked her hair, as he was slightly taller than she was. "So like your Outusan. Looks and everything! I bet the girls in your time... Oh, Trunks, I'm sorry-"

"No, mother, don't. I had no time. Once I returned, defeated the androids and Cell, you and I had to rebuild the world and hunt for survivors. You know the Dragon Balls died when Piccolo did," Trunks related then he looked up and smiled at the other faces that regarded him. "Tien, Yamcha, how are you? Who's your friend, Yamcha?" the young man asked as he searched the crowd and he fought to maintain his happy face.

"Welcome back, man. This lovely creature is Uubu. He was my nurse while I was in the hospital recovering from a life threatening battle," Yamcha smiled and embraced a small framed, tall, dark skinned being, which stood beside him.

Trunks gave Yamcha a ghost smile and nodded then shook hands with Uubu as he continued to search the crowd in earnest but kicked himself for his folly at expecting to see the others.


They weren't there. He had come back to see them but they were not among this crowd and he wondered where they were. He tried not to get disheartened. In his time, Goku had returned to Earth from his mission to Namek; however, two years and six months after that return, Earth's greatest warrior had fallen victim to a radical heart virus he may have picked up on a planet called Yardrat. He died when Trunks was just an infant and the Saiyan prince had been on Earth for about two years after his own return trip from space. He knew his parents hadn't had a chance together as six months after Goku had died of the heart virus, a pair of deadly androids struck with a vengeance and killed everyone and anyone who opposed them. Piccolo, the Namek fell first, followed by Vegeta, his dad. Well, no surprise due to his hotheadedness, arrogance and quick temper. Following Piccolo and Vegeta, the other Z warriors, Krillin, Tien and Yamcha had all fallen to the merciless androids until it was just Gohan left to defend Earth from the deadly duo. He had to go it alone until Trunks was of age and begged to be trained so that he could assist Gohan in their common goal. Gohan, Goku and Chichi's eldest and mentally gifted son, who was also as strong as his dad, had been everything to Future (Mirai) Trunks, especially a big brother and also his first experience. Trunks was just thirteen at the time and beginning to experience strange feelings and desires, especially to fight, defend and experience.

It had happened one day while Gohan was training the young teen to become a Super Saiyan and the two sat in front of a peaceful waterway, the elder telling the younger about the Saiyan prince, Vegeta, as well as the elder boy's own dad, Goku. Goku was where Gohan had gotten his boyish charm from and his incredible strength but his looks came from his mother. The two sat together in companionable silence until Trunks leaned up and kissed Gohan. Shocked, Gohan didn't know what to do, however, he leaned over and returned the kiss, then one thing lead to another. Before the boys realized what they were doing, the two were rolling au natural, fighting for dominance with Gohan coming out the victor. They then found a place to be secret where they commenced to seal their relationship and form the deep bond of all Saiya-jin although they didn't know the details. That was the only time they had together before they were plunged into the no win battle with the androids. After Gohan had been viciously murdered, Trunks entered the arena armed with his new found Super Saiyan power and his sword, neither of which were strong defenses and he found himself with the short end of the stick.

After nearly getting himself killed by the androids, he woke up in a beaten hospital bed to find his mother beside him, worry, love and concern etched in her lovely face. He told her that he was ready to take the trip to the past in the time machine that she had been working on for as long as he could remember. He wanted to stop the senseless massacre before it could begin in the time when all the Z warriors and Goku were all healthy and alive. The time just before Goku returned from Yardrat. Three years after Mirai Gohan had perished violently, sixteen-year-old Mirai Trunks prepared for his mission to save not only his life in the future but also the lives of those in the past that his mother had told him about.

Now, he had returned but with a new mission: to have another chance to know those he had met on his first trip. Oh, he remembered his mother telling him not to expect too much out of Vegeta, his Outusan. Unfortunately, he had and had been quite devastated when Vegeta wouldn't even acknowledge the fact that they were related, that he seemed not to give a flying freak until the encounter and battle with 17 and 18 began. Mirai also knew there would be major differences in the two times zones as when he first met a passe Gohan, that one was just a boy of eight years of age. Now, nearly some twenty years later, he would think that Gohan would be married or at least at some prestigious collage working on his masters. He knew that Goku had died trying to save the Earth from Cell and had no idea what had become of his dad after he had left for his own time. Cell, that was another encounter, but he would not think on that at the moment.

Bringing himself back to the present, he looked down and realized his mother was looking at him with wonder in her blue eyes.

"Trunks, what's the matter, honey?" she asked with concern.

Shaking the fog from his mind, Trunks replied, "Oh, sorry, mom, just wondering why I don't see Goku, Gohan, Piccolo, Krillin or... V-Vegeta," MT shuddered as he mentioned the last name.

"Come and sit down, you must be famished after such a long trip. While you eat, I'll tell you what's been going on the last eighteen years," Bulma smiled as she pulled her son from the future to the picnic area where Chichi and Hercule returned from their encounter with the group on the common expanse.

While Trunks ate, Bulma, Tien, Yamcha and Chichi together related the events of the past years. Bulma told about the Majin Buu encounter. About Goku returning for one day to fight in the martial arts tournament that Hercule had hosted. Gohan, Goku, Vegeta and two fighters from the tourney going to fight some unknown foe, about Vegeta's sacrifice to try and save the world, Krillin's marriage to 18 and that the two had a beautiful daughter named Marron, about Chichi's second son, Goten and his past self. When MT heard the mention of his younger self and Goten both having attained Super Saiyan at young ages, he couldn't help but laugh.

"I bet that really ruffled dad's feathers! He always desired to be stronger but I beat him out!" MT laughed.

"Well, you are strong and even more so now since he's had you to himself for the last four years. I threw him out not long after your little sister was born. He and I never really saw eye to eye to begin with, and after the Earth was restored, and Majin Buu had been destroyed, we drifted so far apart you could put the planet Jupiter in the rift and still have room for Saturn," Bulma sighed.

"I have a little sister and Goku's back on this life plane? Dad did something noble for a change and you mean dad was returned to the life plane also? I wish they were here, I'd love to see them all again," MT sighed wistfully.

Chichi grunted in disgust, "I don't know why, that whole race is nothing but she-boys and butt friskers, I'd be ashamed to claim any part of them as my heritage," the black haired harridan snorted. (A/N: In this case, coming from Chichi's mouth, the remark is meant as an insult. Apologies to sensitive readers.)

Bulma blew a breath and Tien patted her back. Yamcha, who had a new friend with him, shook his head. Chichi would never understand. She accepted Yamcha's new relationship with the recreated version of the monster the team had last encountered but then, Yamcha wasn't one of her children from one of the strongest men on the planet, although his children were the offspring of that same strong man. Yamcha snickered to himself and wondered what the hellcat would do when she found out that she wasn't Goku's first experience? Mirai looked at Chichi as if she had suddenly sprouted six other heads and ten eyes.

"What do you mean the whole race is noting but 'she-boys and butt friskers'? Vegeta told me when I was here the first time that he and Goku were the last full-blooded Saiya-jin and that Gohan was the only half-breed. Now you just told me that Goku left another child behind after his sacrifice and that that boy and my present self are good friends. What's the deal?" MT asked, bewilderment written on his face, then he shot from his seat and prepared to take flight.

"Trunks, where are you going?" Bulma asked, lying a hand on her son's arm to stall him.

"To find my Outusan and get some answers. You don't know about the Saiyan race and I'd rather hear it from someone, who does," Trunks powered up to take off when he went flying through the air, then landed on the ground. "What the... Ooh, where are you?" MT yelled as he searched for what had attacked him only to be knocked forward again. Powering up to his maximum, Trunks dove into the fight.

"Stop it! St-... Where'd they go, I can't see them!" Bulma cried with worry seeing drops of blood splatter into the air then something hard hit the ground and created a crater in front of the picnic grounds.

Several small beings followed the body and stood around the crater rim. "Pathetic and Tousan said he's his son from the future? I could beat him with a wet noodle," a snide small voice snarled.

"How dare you, you little monsters! He's a guest to this time zone and you've killed him! How could you be so ruthless? He survived the androids in his own time, he doesn't need to die by Saiya-jin in this time!" Bulma screamed as she advanced on the tykes who stood regarding her, snarling and growling.

"Leave them, woman, they were merely testing his mettle," two large spike haired beings stood in protection of the tykes.

'Raditz, bring him to me,' a voice sounded in Raditz's head.

'Oui, mon rey frere,' Raditz replied, lifted MT telepathically so as not to damage any broken bones and brought him over to the prince and the other Saiya-jin.

"If you so much as harm a hair on his head, I'll flame blast the lot of you butt friskers!" Bulma shrieked as she watched her precious Trunks' body gently lower to the ground.

"He's half Saiyan, why would we want to harm him? The children were just seeing what he was made of, unfortunately, he's sorely out of shape and needs training very badly," Raditz pointed out as Kakarrot knelt to push something into Trunks' mouth then moved his jaw in such a way to crush the bean.

"He'll be around shortly and when he sees 17 and 18, he'll probably go ballistic. Take his sword and put it in a safe place so I can tell him what he wants to know," Vegeta told his family and friends then went to go feed Chardonblis and Kakarrot took Roma and the two waited for Future Trunks to regain consciousness.