Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ You left your mark on me. ❯ You can't be… You're serious? ( Chapter 25 )
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Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Sci-fi / Romance / Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.14.2012 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 217 | Status: Completed
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Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Sci-fi / Romance / Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.14.2012 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.1K | Visits: 217 | Status: Completed
YOU LEFT YOUR MARK ON ME.
CHAPTER 25 – You can't be… You're serious?
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL/Z/GT.
ALL CHARACTERS ARE A PRODUCT OF AKIRA TORIYAMA.
This story may contain Nudity, Sexual Themes, Violence/Gore, Strong Language, Ideologically Sensitive.
A/N: -thought- "speech" (mental speech)
The Z warriors gathered together with Bulma and Vegeta to one side of the group and the new comer at the other. Krillin inspected the youth and found his features resembled someone he knew. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but something about the boy's posture and mannerisms where definitely familiar.
"Hey, Yamcha? Is it me or does the new guy look like someone you know?" Krillin asked his longtime friend that stood near him.
Yamcha surveyed the young man momentarily and then returned his gaze to his friend as well as his answer. "Now that you mention it… he kinda looks like Bulma. You know her hair was purple when she was younger… about his age I think."
Krillin looked at Bulma and Vegeta. Then he looked to the purple haired boy and back again. "Really? I think he looks like Vegeta. The scowl is a dead ringer."
Both mean blanched and their eyes bugged out as they stared at one another. "NO WAY?!" They shouted in unison causing everyone to stare at them with curious eyes.
Yamcha quieted his voice to a whisper and leaned into Krillin to speak into his ear. "There's no way that they could have a son already."
"Yeah, you're right unless Vegeta came to Earth when she was 15 before she met you." Krillin chuckled. His comment earned a glare from the other man. Yamcha still had heartburn over there failed relationship. He didn't want her back, but he didn't want her with the man who had once murdered him either.
The young man kept eyeing the pair across from him and Bulma watched the youth curiously. Vegeta growled low his throat and glared a warning at the younger man. "What are you staring at?!" Vegeta could take no more. "I'm warning you brat! She's not for you! So I advise if you want to keep your eyes where they are-"
"Vegeta!" Bulma interrupted and scolded her lover under her breath.
"S-Sorry. I didn't mean any harm." The purple haired young man said in low tones. He blushed deeply as he turned away.
Goku walked over the youth and chose at that time to break the tension with his carefree manner. "Hey, I'm Goku and you are?" He said as he extended his hand to the boy.
"Umm, I… I can't say." He knew if he said anything other than what would absolutely needed the risk of changing the future, his future, negatively.
"Well, Mr. No Name, you are really a super saiyan, huh? …already and at such a young age, too. That's amazing." Goku smiled and complemented the kid.
The young man looked up at the cheerful warrior nervously. "Yes."
"Hey Vegeta? How long did it take you to reach super saiyan? You were what? 29? 30? 3-"
"Shut your trap! My reaching the legendary has nothing to do with his NOT being a super saiyan. It's just not possible. You, I, and your brat are the only saiyans left unless there is something that you wish to explain to your mate." Vegeta howled as the younger saiyan incidentally bruised the prince's pride. Bulma groaned at their arguing.
Goku looked back to the sweat dropping boy with a goofy smile. "Can you show me how you did it?"
"Sure, but there is something that you must know, that you all must know, first." The purple haired youth explained about how the androids would be here in three short years and that Dr. Gero would be the one to construct their doom into the form of the two artificial beings. The boy also named all, but Bulma in the group saying that they would be listed among the dead. Their deaths would come along when the Earth began to burn.
Vegeta and Bulma's eyes were locked as if they were conveying their words with thought alone. Bulma cradled her slightly rounded stomach protectively. It was with that gesture that the young man had the suspicion that he had already been conceived. He sought out his mother's ki. He found it and another as well. It was his identical match.
"You-You're pregnant!" He shot out in surprise. He was so shocked her hadn't realized that the words had left his mouth until Vegeta was on him. Vegeta had transformed in his rage and attacked on instinct to protect what was his.
"What is your obsession with 'my' woman?!" The prince growled at the pinned young super saiyan.
"She… She's my mother." The young man admitted on impulse.
Vegeta Released the young man as if his insanity was contagious. "Liar!"
"My name is Trunks. I'm your son."
"I knew it!" Krillin and Yamcha shouted in unison after they picked their jaws up off the ground.
"Oh, so that's how it's done!" Goku exclaimed excitedly. "Let me try!" He suddenly burst into golden glory. Goku's ability to copy techniques was becoming increasingly annoying to one saiyan in particular.
Bulma walked up behind her mate. "Can we go home now? I'm getting kind of tired."
"Gladly." Vegeta grumbled as he scoured Trunks with his eyes and then turned picking up Bulma.
Before he could take off she had something to add. "He's coming, too."
"You can't be… You're serious?" Vegeta's gravelly tone came out as an unintended whine.
"Mmm hmm." She nodded to her lover and the winked at her son. Soon after saying her goodbyes they specks in the sky headed for Capsule Corporation.
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CHAPTER 25 – You can't be… You're serious?
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN DRAGONBALL/Z/GT.
ALL CHARACTERS ARE A PRODUCT OF AKIRA TORIYAMA.
This story may contain Nudity, Sexual Themes, Violence/Gore, Strong Language, Ideologically Sensitive.
A/N: -thought- "speech" (mental speech)
The Z warriors gathered together with Bulma and Vegeta to one side of the group and the new comer at the other. Krillin inspected the youth and found his features resembled someone he knew. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but something about the boy's posture and mannerisms where definitely familiar.
"Hey, Yamcha? Is it me or does the new guy look like someone you know?" Krillin asked his longtime friend that stood near him.
Yamcha surveyed the young man momentarily and then returned his gaze to his friend as well as his answer. "Now that you mention it… he kinda looks like Bulma. You know her hair was purple when she was younger… about his age I think."
Krillin looked at Bulma and Vegeta. Then he looked to the purple haired boy and back again. "Really? I think he looks like Vegeta. The scowl is a dead ringer."
Both mean blanched and their eyes bugged out as they stared at one another. "NO WAY?!" They shouted in unison causing everyone to stare at them with curious eyes.
Yamcha quieted his voice to a whisper and leaned into Krillin to speak into his ear. "There's no way that they could have a son already."
"Yeah, you're right unless Vegeta came to Earth when she was 15 before she met you." Krillin chuckled. His comment earned a glare from the other man. Yamcha still had heartburn over there failed relationship. He didn't want her back, but he didn't want her with the man who had once murdered him either.
The young man kept eyeing the pair across from him and Bulma watched the youth curiously. Vegeta growled low his throat and glared a warning at the younger man. "What are you staring at?!" Vegeta could take no more. "I'm warning you brat! She's not for you! So I advise if you want to keep your eyes where they are-"
"Vegeta!" Bulma interrupted and scolded her lover under her breath.
"S-Sorry. I didn't mean any harm." The purple haired young man said in low tones. He blushed deeply as he turned away.
Goku walked over the youth and chose at that time to break the tension with his carefree manner. "Hey, I'm Goku and you are?" He said as he extended his hand to the boy.
"Umm, I… I can't say." He knew if he said anything other than what would absolutely needed the risk of changing the future, his future, negatively.
"Well, Mr. No Name, you are really a super saiyan, huh? …already and at such a young age, too. That's amazing." Goku smiled and complemented the kid.
The young man looked up at the cheerful warrior nervously. "Yes."
"Hey Vegeta? How long did it take you to reach super saiyan? You were what? 29? 30? 3-"
"Shut your trap! My reaching the legendary has nothing to do with his NOT being a super saiyan. It's just not possible. You, I, and your brat are the only saiyans left unless there is something that you wish to explain to your mate." Vegeta howled as the younger saiyan incidentally bruised the prince's pride. Bulma groaned at their arguing.
Goku looked back to the sweat dropping boy with a goofy smile. "Can you show me how you did it?"
"Sure, but there is something that you must know, that you all must know, first." The purple haired youth explained about how the androids would be here in three short years and that Dr. Gero would be the one to construct their doom into the form of the two artificial beings. The boy also named all, but Bulma in the group saying that they would be listed among the dead. Their deaths would come along when the Earth began to burn.
Vegeta and Bulma's eyes were locked as if they were conveying their words with thought alone. Bulma cradled her slightly rounded stomach protectively. It was with that gesture that the young man had the suspicion that he had already been conceived. He sought out his mother's ki. He found it and another as well. It was his identical match.
"You-You're pregnant!" He shot out in surprise. He was so shocked her hadn't realized that the words had left his mouth until Vegeta was on him. Vegeta had transformed in his rage and attacked on instinct to protect what was his.
"What is your obsession with 'my' woman?!" The prince growled at the pinned young super saiyan.
"She… She's my mother." The young man admitted on impulse.
Vegeta Released the young man as if his insanity was contagious. "Liar!"
"My name is Trunks. I'm your son."
"I knew it!" Krillin and Yamcha shouted in unison after they picked their jaws up off the ground.
"Oh, so that's how it's done!" Goku exclaimed excitedly. "Let me try!" He suddenly burst into golden glory. Goku's ability to copy techniques was becoming increasingly annoying to one saiyan in particular.
Bulma walked up behind her mate. "Can we go home now? I'm getting kind of tired."
"Gladly." Vegeta grumbled as he scoured Trunks with his eyes and then turned picking up Bulma.
Before he could take off she had something to add. "He's coming, too."
"You can't be… You're serious?" Vegeta's gravelly tone came out as an unintended whine.
"Mmm hmm." She nodded to her lover and the winked at her son. Soon after saying her goodbyes they specks in the sky headed for Capsule Corporation.
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