Writing Dragonball Z/GT [M-VL] A Simple Plan

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[COLOR=Red]Just another warning: This fic contains Swearing, Self Harm and Drug-Use![/COLOR]

[B]A Simple Plan - A Mirai Trunks Story.[/B]

[B]What would you do if you lost everything? - Chapter 1[/B]

I came back because I couldn't handle it anymore. Why here? Why now? I don't know myself, so I can't explain. I beat the androids and Cell in my time just over a year ago. The day before the anniversary. That's when my life changed. That's when I became truly alone. I'd already lost Gohan. But I still had my mother. Then I lost her. I lost everyone. I failed them. The androids took Gohan from me. And Cell stole my mother.

Power. That's what it's all about. So for the past year, I've tried to live. I couldn't. I became weaker than I was. I gave in to the others. People offered me help. Ways out! Until one day I found the cure. Simple. I'm so weak!

I decided that I wanted to see the man who would be my father one last time. That's where it all went wrong. I found the time machine. After getting supplies, I used it. There was nothing left for me there, except bad memories. This would be my last trip. I would never have to look back. I could be free. How naive I was. If only things were that simple!

I arrived here. I don't know why I came to this time, out of all the possible times I could have come to. I suppose I wanted to be the younger one for a change. See what I could have become if I wasn't such a screw up. She always looked at me, expecting me to be the model citizen. Someone she would be proud to call her son. Ha!

Now she'll see the real me. She'll take one look at me, scream, then tell me to get out! Father will be just the same. He won't even look at me. He'll just call me weak, then turn me away! I know this, yet I still want to see them. Show them that things can go wrong even if you?re the son of the Saiyan prince.

I got to their time. I suppose here I would be about 35 or something. It doesn't really matter though. I'm just here to see them for one last time. I can finally see Gohan. My sensei. My friend. The only one I've ever had. I know he isn't the one who trained me, but he's still Gohan. Hm, I suppose I don't care who he is. I just need to see him. I just want to see them all. Living, breathing humans, that I can recognise as they kick me off their land and tell me to leave! Well, I suppose there's no time like the present. Funny that!

I didn't even need to go there! I suppose my father, NO, I mean, Vegeta could smell me from a mile off. The stench of failure reeks from my skin. I am a nothing, a nobody. I couldn't protect those I promised to protect. I let them die. I didn't stop him!

'What do you want boy?' He's still the same.

What do I want? I want to see them but I can't say that.

'Well! I'm losing my patience.' When isn't he?

The thought makes me smile. No, not smile. I haven't done that in years. The thought makes me smirk.

'I suppose the woman would want to see you. Follow me!'

What am I meant to do? Follow him so he can see how badly I fly now? Follow him so she can see what I'm like now?

'Boy! Move!'

I look up at him and notice a look I've never seen before. Even after spending a whole year with him in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. It scares me. It looks like he's worried! My father, the prince of all Saiyans, the most powerful race in the universe, worried! He lands next to me and looks at me. It's un-nerving. He looks at my face, causing me to look away.

'What have you done to yourself?'

I can't stand this anymore so I make to walk off. A hand clamps down on my shoulder causing me to flinch away.

'Come on.... son. I'll take you back home and you can rest!'

With that, he grabbed onto my waist and takes off, holding me.

I don't understand what's going on. I mean, why is he doing this? He's meant to see me, feel repulsed, call me weak, and kick me out. What's happening?

'We're here.'

We're where? I didn't even notice where he'd taken me. We're inside. In Capsule Corps. He's landed and moves me so he's cradling me in his arms. What the hell's going on? This isn't the Vegeta I know. He's cold. He's serious. He's not like this. He never cares about anything, except himself. So why's he like this? He takes me up some stairs. I can't feel anyone else's Ki. The house must be empty. He's taken me into the bathroom and stands me up on the ground. At least, he tries to. For some reason, my legs don't seem to want to work. My legs collapse from underneath me and I begin to fall, only to be caught by the man in front of me. He slowly lowers me to the ground.

'Wait here, and I'll be back in a moment'

He looks back at me before he leaves with sorrow in his eyes. I don't have to see it, I can feel it. This isn't him. This isn't the real Vegeta. I hear him leave without even waiting for an answer. What would I say anyway? It's not like I can go anywhere! I can hear him walking down the corridor. A door opening and footsteps enter the room. A videophone being started. He's making a call. The voice. It seems familiar to me. A woman is on the other end. He hangs up the phone and walks out the room. He doesn't come here. He goes off further down the hall. He's out of my hearing range now. Sure, if I were still the Trunks they know, then listening to him would be a walk in the park. But that's not me anymore. I have no need for that life anymore. It's not like I can lose anyone else. That's why I shut off. Became who I am. If I let anyone close, they'll only get hurt!

It's been a while since he left. A few minutes since he hung up the phone. But he's coming back. I can finally hear his footsteps. He's walking up the hall, back to here.
I should leave, but I can't. I've done half of what I wanted to do here. Now I've only got to see her. Then I can go back and get it over and done with. No one there to miss me. No one here will know. No one gives a **** about me, and that's best. For them, and for me.

He's outside the door but he hasn't come in. What's he waiting for? He's breathing heavily and muttering something in Saiyan. I only know it's Saiyan because I've heard him talk it before. I don't remember when. I think it was when we were in the time chamber. He only spoke it when he thought I couldn't hear, and..... Why? Why are these memories coming back? Especially now. That must mean that it's time. Already? But I only did it a few hours ago. I shouldn't have to do it for ages! The handle on the door starts to turn. ****, he's coming in! I can't do this anymore. I need to take it, but I can't do it with him here. He walks in and looks at me. Yet again, his gaze makes me turn away.

'Trunks. Your mother is coming back early. I have to go and get her'

He walks across the bathroom and places a pile of clothes and towels by the bath.

'Go have a bath. I've got some clothes for you. I'm going to collect her'

He leaves. I don't get what just happened, but he's going. That means I can... I try to struggle to my feet, failing miserably. Gripping onto the side of the bath, I pull myself to my feet. This would all be so much easier if I just gave into it. Well, why not? I've gotta have at least one shot on me! Finding three sticks, I take two and put the other one back in my pocket. I sit back down on the floor and place the sticks down in front of me. I undo the sleeve on my left arm and roll it back. ****! My arm looks like a ******* chessboard. My arm. The results of 'flame'. Ha, This is only half of what I deserve. Before anyone gets back, I pick up a stick and inject it into my arm. I nimbly swap arms and inject the other. And Suchi says one is enough! I suppose he wasn't expecting his best customer to be a ******* alien. The thought makes me laugh. My empty laugh echoes around the huge bathroom. It sounds foreign coming from me, so I stop immediately. I have to get rid of the empties. Can't let them know! So I do the only thing I can, I burn them. Only need a small Ki blast and they're gone. I watch as the thin red tubes turn black, and disappear. I've never been a fan of baths. I slowly begin to stand up and I turn on the shower. Flame is making its way around my body. Burning, ingesting, consuming every ounce of pain that I feel. So now, I forget. I forget all my troubles, all my pain. I'm finally happy! I get undressed and get in the shower.

'Trunks! I know you're in there. Make yourself decent. I'm coming in!'

I was to busy thinking about the sensation running through my body to notice that someone was coming. The door burst's open and someone walks in.

'Trunk's, I know it's you. You can stop suppressing your Ki!' I try to say something but all I can do is cough.

'Please Trunks. I've got something to say and I want you to hear it while you can't stop me!' Well, I guess she's right there. I can't exactly retaliate!

'Trunks, you know last night, when we went to the fair. I told you how I felt. You said that nothing could happen. Then you flew off. I want to know what happened! I love you. We've been friends for ages! But you ran. I thought our friendship meant more than that to you!'

She stopped talking. I guess I should say something, but I don't want to upset her.

'Uncle Vegeta and Aunt Bulma are coming. I guess I'd better take that as a cue to leave! Goodbye Trunks. If you value our friendship, you'll know what to do!'

With that, her Ki signature suddenly disappears. That was weird, but I guess I'll have to talk to her. She said all that thinking I was him! I'll have to ask Bulma about it.

****, she said they were on their way back. I'd better get out and get changed. I jump out of the shower and quickly dry myself and throw on some pants. Damn it. I went to put on one of the shirts, but they've all got short sleeves. I have to hide the truth from them. I can't exactly put on my old shirt so I put the new one on. Over that, I put on my black CC jacket. Well, I guess that's the next best thing! Just in time, because at that moment, I finally sense Vegeta's power level approaching the door. Damn, I knew I was REALLY out of practice, but I thought I could still at least sense Ki to a level. I walk over to the door, taking my old clothes with me, and open it. I suppose I must have surprised him, especially after him seeing me the way I was before.

?Your mother wishes to speak to you. Follow me.?

Well, so much for him being surprised! I follow him slowly along the corridor, and down the stairs. Before I even manage to look around, Bulma rushes up to me and pulls me into a backbreaking hug.

?Trunks, you?re here! I?ve missed you so much. How?ve you been??

What the hell?s going on here? This isn?t meant to happen! She?s meant to hate me. She?s meant to kick me out. She?s meant to.... She?s meant to

?Trunks. What?s happened to you?? She looks more worried than anything.

?Why?? I whisper. That?s all I can do or say!

?Trunks, you look like you need to get some rest. Are you OK? I mean, you look really pale.? She didn?t hear me. I don?t know if that?s a good thing.

?Woman, stop babying the boy. Trunks, stand up!? Stand up! I didn?t even notice we?d sat down. I force myself onto my feet, keeping my head down.

?Vegeta. He needs rest!? She sounds like she?s pleading with him.

?Bulma, I?m taking him upstairs to the guest room!?

Suddenly, I?m pulled into yet another hug, though not as hard as before. ?Have a good rest son!?

I turn to look at her and raise my head up to see her face. She?s smiling at me. I didn?t smile back. I couldn?t even if I wanted to. I just turn back around and follow Vegeta back up the stairs and to the guest room. He walks up to a door and waits for me to catch up. When I reach him, he looks at me. It?s the same look he gave me when he told me to follow him to CC.

?Have a good sleep, son? He walks off, leaving me to my thoughts. I walk into the room and look for the bed. It?s over in the far left corner. Making my way there I pull off my jacket and shirt and collapse onto the bed. I?m asleep before my head hit?s the pillow.