made him nervous. Everything that had once been so familiar to him, everything that symbolized his origin - his real origin had disappeared, it no longer existed. A question arose: If all that I once was, that I lived for no longer existed, am I still alive?Or did I die myself in all this time and become what I am now?


Vegeta got up and opened the door. When he was halfway out, he looked again into the GR. * Now * he knew again why he didn't want to remember. It had been a long, very long time ... but he'd asked himself that question before. Undecided about the answer, he had decided to leave the topic alone, at some point he would finish it - but it seemed that now the answer was inevitably heading for him and she didn't care in the least whether he wanted to welcome her - or not .


The door closed with a huge bang and regardless of whether it was a crisis or a non-crisis: food is a must!






The way her lips wrapped around his name, the way she breathed it towards him, everything she did and every touch made him crazy "Oh Trunks"


He gave another daring smile and pulled Paw a little closer.He had forgotten whether they had been here for minutes or hours and he no longer cared. Everything around her faded and turned gray. He didn't feel like asking any more questions ... what did he even want to know? 'Never mind' Finally, the indifference dominated his mind (typical guy * lol *) and everything that had nothing to do with the here and now lost its meaning. Trunks paid all his attention to her words. He buried his face in her hair and didn't have to wait long for her to say it again. "Trunks"


Paw, all dazed from so much affection, finally had to give up. At first she had simply sat on the bed and laughed at the fact that Trunks' complexion was constantly changing between fireplace and vermilion and before she knew it she was sitting on his lap 'Maybe life on earth is not so bad after all'






Bulma's first impulse when she woke up was to grab her head: it boomed a little.She grimaced as her fingers slid over an unsightly bump and suddenly her eyes were wide open and she snapped upwards. With a racing pulse she looked down at her side where she was expecting a huge blood stain, but there was nothing. Overzealously she rolled up her blouse, but could not see any wound, she frowned. 'Funny dream' was the only thought she could finish thinking before her skull began to pound violently again. Still, she got up and went to the mirror ... Bulma seemed too real for a dream. Her cheek was actually a bit bluish, as if she had made an unwanted acquaintance with something tough last night, and besides, the room actually looked devastated ... where was Vegeta? "VE-" she wanted to scream loudly through the building, but her head painfully reminded her not to roar that loud so she preferred to just look for the Saja-Jin --- but * very * slowly.



She found what she was looking for on the stairs between three different cleaning robots. The man he was looking for ran straight into her arms on the way to the kitchen. When she saw the depressed expression on his face, she briefly forgot the pulsing pain "What happened to YOU?" Vegeta waved his hand and raised an eyebrow when his gaze fell on her face. Now Bulma waved it off and now finally dismissed the matter under a crazy dream. Somehow it seemed trite to make a big deal out of it now. In the affect, Vegeta grabbed the woman, threw her over his shoulder and carried her upstairs towards the kitchen. At least she wasn't able to make any loud comments and if she didn't have the frying pan somewhere within reach, she was at his mercy now.


When Bulma was on her second cup of coffee and her third headache pill, it loosened her tongue and she told Vegeta how she had managed to turn the entire bedroom upside down and fall asleep after falling asleep.She concluded her report with a reproachful question, "Where have you been ?????"


An amused grin graced his face, no doubt about it. He wasn't the same anymore ...






She didn't feel so well anymore. Something was bothering her the whole time. "Trunks-?" she finally got over it.


He growled and looked at her questioningly.


Paw took a deep breath and opened his mouth: "I have to tell you something ..."




Sequel follows...