Author: CariCaro (carolineduda@gmx.net)




Part 2/?




Disclaimer:


* sneak up on trunks with a potato sack * Caro: "Hey, Trunks-chan, look ma! * treacherous grin *" - Trunks: "Hm? * turn around * * questioning guck *" * caro trunks put the potato sack on you * Caro: "* smiiiile * Trunks is mine! I don't want more! * fg * And as for the money ... Toyi and I have agreed, right, Toyi-chan? "* Toyi is gagged on a chair * Toji:" Hmmpf! Hmmmummpfh! "Caro:" ^ _____ ^ EXACTLY! "




Warning: Trunks: * shortly before the flaming is * "I'm soooo terribly depressed ... * sob * * howl *"


Bulma: "* trembling * And I'm sooo terribly Aaaa ~ a ~ afraid ... * wimmer *"


* bulma to see trunks * * to see bulma to drink * * both hearts eye war *


Caro: "Depression and fear ... still ask? * Annoyed to see the lovebirds * * shake your head *"




Genre: Schniff-Schniff and Knutsch-Knutsch![Drama / romance]



Summary: Future-Trunks comes back to visit the others, but above all his family. Vegeta behaves towards him even colder than usual, his feelings plunge into a real emotional chaos and his life finds itself in a terrible low point. The only one who still seems to understand him is Bulma ...




Pairing: Bulma / Trunks[Bulma / Vegeta]




Review: * disparagingly shake your hand * I wo ... these clerks ... what do I want with that ... * grumble * Are useless ... just strain ... * gloomy look * addictive ... no, no, you ... * death glare * I really don't need that ... * comment come over does * * caro see it * * snap it * * cuddle * * press * * hug * * hearty eyes war *


Comment: Iiiiieeek! * panicked *


Caro: Huh, huh ... * fg *




Note: I'm sorry, I'm two days late, but somehow I just couldn't get on the I-Net! Well, long story short - büdde! * ff hold up * Here you have the second part!



Dedications:


@ Usagi2 - HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!! It's a bit late, but at least ... * wine spent * * party * Hope you had a nice birthday!




@


DBZ4ever - * knuddl *


Bittersweet - * press *


mysticAngel - * hug *


Son-GokuDaimao - * heart-eye war *


Yewoh - * friendly shoulder pat *


Badgirl9708 - * ice cream dispenser *


dad - * wink *


Vegetachans fan - * beam *




Dedication is fun! * smile *


Okay then ma




MUCHI FUNNYI!




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Hope (2)


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Tschak. Trunks wistfully opened the cupboard. He didn't belong here. He knew it. Still, he was unable to accept this confirmation. Slowly he packed the few things he had into his backpack. His head was overflowing with confused thoughts, overflowing with questions whose answers he knew but didn't want to hear."Mother ..." He dropped his hand and closed his eyes. "You are all I have left ..." Tschak. With a sad look he closed the cupboard and turned around. It was time He had to go. Trunks barely noticed how his feet carried him out of the room. The way a single tear ran down his cheek. How his whole body trembled. But he just had to do it. The 'Hope' waited. And he didn't want to keep hope waiting.




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Don't you feel it The heat? It floods my whole body. It encompasses every single fiber of my soul. So something like that is called a feeling of happiness. I didn't know At least I haven't had it often in my life. Happiness.




Oh god I don't wanna leave you Why are you making me I want to stay here. With you.




Loneliness and cold. Constant companion. Didn't I come back then to change the past, to improve the future?Wasn't it like that? Then why has nothing changed? Why hasn't my life changed a bit?




I can still feel your gentle touch, but they seem so far away. To be so far back.




I do not wish for much. I just want to be happy. Just like everyone else.


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°°° Flashback °°°




He dropped his backpack gently on the floor. With a warm smile, just like he had, Trunks stepped into the Capsule Corporation house. It was like in slow motion. It was as if he had finally sealed the joy with this step. Or let it be. "Trunks ...", Bulma sobbed and finally threw herself on the half - sayajin. She buried her face in his shirt and kept sobbing. Trunks stroked her back soothingly. "Calm down, Bulma. You're pretending we haven't seen each other in ages."" It ... was ... an eternity ... ", she whimpered and his smile softened." Baka ... why didn't you ... come earlier ... "Trunks looked down and ran his hand through her turquoise-blue hair. "Now I'm here. "There was a long silence that no one dared break. Bulma clawed his t-shirt all the more and sobbed, and Trunks only tightened the hug by hugging her tightly. A moment that spoke more than 1000 words. A Moment everyone enjoyed. "Mom! "Bulma startled and Trunks winced too. She quickly wiped the individual tears from her face and turned to her little son, who was standing behind her." What is it, darling? "she tried to say in a reasonably normal voice, but you could still hear the tremor inside her." Who is that? "asked the little one, trying to identify the person behind his mother. The 22 year old crouched down and beamed at the boy." Trunks, I suppose?", asked the older me of the two and grinned. Little Trunks nodded hesitantly and looked at his mother for help. Bulma had calmed down somewhat in the meantime." This is an old friend of mine, "she said in a low voice and a twinkle in the eyes. "A very close friend. You know him too, honey. When you were very little, he would take care of you every now and then. "" So? ", Trunks mumbled and raised his eyebrows. He looked very much like his father now, at least as far as his facial features were concerned." Yes ... "Trunks stood next to the little boy and ruffled his straight hair." You're pretty grown up, Trunks ... "The little one didn't reply, but stared up in disbelief. The older man also turned his gaze to Bulma." Tell me ... where is Va ... Vegeta? "" Vegeta? Well, I guess he's in gravity ... where else ... "The glow in her eyes disappeared." Lately he has had nothing better to do than exercise.I wonder what if there's nothing left to fight anyway ... "The 22 year old got up." You know Vegeta. That is his purpose in life. And you've told me enough times that he wants to be better than Goku. "Bulma looked at him puzzled." When did I tell you that ...? "But then she clicked." Oh, you mean your mother, right? "He nodded." Uh ... darling? "She had completely forgotten her little son. He was still staring back and forth in amazement." Will you bring our guest's backpack to the guest room, please? "" Yes, Ma. "And with a jerk he had the backpack in his hands and strutted up the stairs to the next floor. Trunks grinned." I hope that where he's gone now, you don't start to get sentimental again ... "Evil eyes twinkled back." Well, listen to you scolding your mother like that! "Playfully she threatened with her index finger." Why abuse? I'm telling the truth ... but kind of strange considering you're my age, mother ... "She smiled and gestured for him to follow her.A short time later they were in the living room and Trunks was sitting with a cup of tea in hand ("But no, you don't need to do that, Ma! I really don't want any tea, I don't want to make any fuss!") Across from Bulma. Her smile just wouldn't go away from her lips. She sipped happily from her own mug and looked at the purple-haired boy. “Trunks, can I ask you something?” “Hm?” He looked up in amazement. “Why are you back anyway?” She put her cup on the table. "After all, you shouldn't come back after the Cell thing ..." There was a short silence. "Oh, you know ...", he shouted and beamed, "I just missed you! And I thought, I'll just come and see you!" Now she was the one who was beaming. "Ah! What about your mother? Why didn't you take her with you?" Trunks hesitated for a moment before answering. For a split second he still had his mother's face in front of him, who was staring blankly out the window.

>> If I saw him, honey ... I think I'd just react so unnecessarily sentimental again ... no, it's fine, go without me. I am waiting here for you. After all, you're the only man in the house we still have! <<


His lips curled up in a soft smile. 'Because of that, Ma. You said I was the only one you still have 'Then he finally looked up at Bulma. >> I wouldn't be able to let go of him, darling. And that would only break me. It really is better that way. Go on go! << "She ... she would rather stay at home." The blue-haired woman looked at him in amazement. "Huh? I don't understand ... she would rather be alone than come with you and see all of her friends again?" >> Trunks, I really couldn't. If I saw them all again ... it would be like being sprinkled additional salt on my wound. And that would only hurt her more. << He nodded slowly but firmly.“Yes, Bulma.” His voice took on a strange, toneless sound. With a sigh, he put the cup on the table and bent over the young woman to kiss her forehead. Gentle and inconspicuous. He pulled his upper body back and put on his typical stand-hard smile. “Don't worry, it's all right.” Her clear eyes studied the face of her future son, if you could put it that way, and after a hesitant moment she finally agreed. 'It's not true, Trunks. Is your mother suffering so much? Am I suffering so much? 'She let out a loud breath between her teeth, finally drummed her hand on the upholstery of her chair, on which she was currently making herself comfortable, and motioned Trunks to sit down next to her. Confused, he looked at her, but then agreed and sat