Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ, this is all purely fictional and fan based straight outta my imagination.
This story will center around Mirai Trunks, and an OC named Kalona, the young lady that has come to live with his parents since his last visit to this timeline...
Shall we begin?
This is where you belong – Chapter 1
'Into the past'
It was the same dream, a nightmare really. The same one that had plagued him almost every night the last three weeks.
They were all gone now, his family, his friends. Gohan's father from a heart virus many years ago. His own father at the hands of the evil androids, along with Picolo, and the rest of the Z-fighters, and finally Gohan, his mentor and best friend years later. Now his mother had gone to join them as well just 4 weeks earlier. Thankfully she had known peace again before she died.
She had sent him back to warn his father, and the others about the androids, and to give Goku an antidote to the heart virus in hopes that they could save that future from the devastation they'd known in their own. They had succeeded, and he returned to defeat the androids in this time line, and finally get the revenge he had so long craved.
It had been 5 years since peace had been restored, he should be happy, but all he felt was empty. She told him not to be sad, made him promise her that he would carry on rebuilding, and move on with his life after she was gone. What life? He had no friends here. He'd thought about wishing them all back, but without Picolo there were no dragon balls to call forth Shenron. Everyone he ever cared about was gone. In this time line that is.
It was crazy, but he set about packing up those few items that had sentimental meaning for him. His father's armor, his sword of course and pictures of happier times. He took one last look at the house before climbing into the time machine his mother had built. Perhaps this was what she meant when she told him to go be with friends and family. He'd thought her delusional at the time, as she was on her death bed having come down with a fatal virus. She'd found and created a cure and a vaccine but it was too late for her and a very small handful of people that seemed immune to the cure. His heart ached as he remembered that last day. He'd remained so damn strong for her even though he was dying inside with her. He'd wanted to go back and save her!
"No", she told him firmly, "it's no use son, the vaccine won't help me." She'd outlined all the things he still needed to do to get capsule corp fully up and running again and told him who he should make president of the company. Then she touched his cheek wiping away the one lone tear that was falling and told him "when your finished, go be with friends and family son".
"I hope this is what you meant, Mom", said the lavender haired young man knowing this was a one shot trip. The time machine may not even power up, let alone get him to his destination. He hoped it had enough life left in it as he slammed his fist down on the panel in front of him and held his breath. It sputtered and clanked and he swore there was smoke. Why was there smoke? "Shit!", a loud bang followed and he could feel the machine hurtling thru time and space "Please Kami" and then CRASH!...
"What the hell was that?" a young woman with long dark hair asked no one in particular and looked down at the lavender haired baby she was in charge of. He in turn looked back up at her with a questioning look on his face, and grabbed a handful of her hair. "Why you little devil. Let go", she laughed and began to gather their things just as Vegeta blew past her like a bat out of hell. "What the...?", again the baby looked up at her "Dah dah". "Yep that was your dah dah alright, but what's going on?
A very bewildered Bulma stepped outside now and the two exchanged confused looks. A few moments later Bulma let out the biggest screech, throwing her hands in the air and racing forward yelling "TRUUUUUNKS!". (a/n: You've seen that episode right before the cell games, THAT's how she sounded.)
"What on earth is going on? Bulma! I have the baby right here..." It was at that precise moment she saw him, long lavender hair, familiar blue eyes, tall and muscular, he was so unbelievably hot she felt she may faint just from looking at him. She looked him over with her eyes with almost the same attention to detail Bulma was paying as she checked nearly every inch of him for injuries. So, you must be Mirai Trunks... Oh, My, Kami. Vegeta elbowed her and smirked as he walked past, "pick up your jaw girl".
"Leave the poor girl alone Vegeta!", Bulma snapped at him finishing up her inspection. He just laughed and leaned against his favorite tree.
"Trunks, this is Kalona, she's my new personal assistant." Bulma grinned from ear to ear at her Son.
"Nanny" Vegeta coughed as Kalona glared at him.
"Yeah, well" She paused a moment to think as a grin formed on her face, "at least no one can call me their OLD MAN!" Kalona stuck her tongue out at him as she finished and the baby giggled.
His eyes landed on her for the first time. Trunks could not believe she spoke to his father like that. Damn she's got guts.. He thought to himself amused as he began walking towards her. He met her eyes with his own and felt his heart slam against his ribs. He swallowed hard before offering his right hand to her, he was trembling. Kami, could it really be her? What is wrong with me? Pull it together, what will Father think? He took a deep shaky breath as he felt the world drop away from under his feet and everything went black...
"I guess the brat hit his head harder then he realized" Vegeta shook his head as he proceeded to pick his future son up from the ground where he collapsed and carry him inside. Bulma of course followed them fussing non stop while Kalona just stood there trying to make sense of what was going on.
Why is he back? Oh Kami, please tell me he hasn't come to warn us of some new impending doom! Kalona hugged the child in her arms close to her as she followed them inside.
"Kalona, could you help me in here please? Vegeta can take Trunks, can't you hun?" Bulma said matter of factually, not asking him but rather telling him. With a loud sigh of annoyance he took the baby and strode off in the direction of the kitchen, muttering the whole way.
"I think he may have a concussion. He must have hit his head pretty hard when the time machine crashed the way it did. It's supposed to land you know, not crash." Bulma stated nervously.
"I'm sure he will be fine Bulma. This is Mirai Trunks after all. I mean seriously, all the stories you told me about him, there's no way a bump to the head is gonna keep him down long." Kalona smiled trying to reassure her.
"You're right." Bulma laughed and went about tending to Trunks injuries as Kalona helped. Well, if you call being stuck in a trance staring at an unconscious lavender haired Demi-Saiyan from the friggin' future helping, then yes she was helping a lot.
A/N: Sorry this chapter was mostly cannon, but surprisingly there are still some people that don't know Trunks full story. Shocking right? I am trying to stay true to character, while adding my own twists to the story. Please review and let me know if you like the story so far. :)