A/N: well, it's this fic's turn again ^^ enjoy and R&R!
And sorry this might seem boring for now. I promise to get action in soon! It starts in… the next chapter or so o.O
A Different Future
Chapter 6 – Talking it Over
Marron was sitting on Gohan's desk, still sobbing lightly. Trunks was sitting next to her, but suddenly his gaze flew to the door. As soon as it was there, though, the odd feeling was gone. The girl at his side did not notice.
'I could've sworn I felt something there.'
Then Gohan's voice came in. Trunks could hear it loud and clear in his teacher's voice; Gohan, even though sounding calm, was about to explode.
"Sir?"
Gohan said as the principle approached him.
"Gohan, mister 16 here said that he heard about the unfortunate incident that happened to one of your pupils. He'd like to meet her."
"Mr. Son."
16 said in his calm voice, and offered Gohan his hand in a hand shake. Gohan stared at him, burying his loathing of the Androids and accepting the offered hand.
"!6, sir."
There was slight venom in his voice, which was clearly heard by the boy on the other side of the office door.
"So, this girl, Marron… I'd like to meet her."
Gohan glanced at the office, and suddenly realized why 16 was glancing there a bit more than he should've. Trunks wasn't hiding his Ki.
"You're spaced off today. Not that I blame you…"
Trunks shook his head and offered an apologetic smile.
"Sorry."
"I was really scared there, you know."
She leaned against his arm. He didn't dare moving.
"My… mom told me it was only a nightmare, but it seemed far too real… and that truck driver, saying the same thing…"
Marron sobbed lightly.
"I'm so happy you're all right, Trunks!"
"Me too."
He replied, only half paying attention to what his friend was saying. The other half knew something bad was going to happen since it was listening to the outside conversation. It felt as though two pairs of eyes were digging at him from there. But why?
"Gohan, please. 16 is very busy, and I'm sure he has other places to be at, so if you'll just let us inside the office…"
"Or do you have anything to hide?"
Inside the office, Marron glanced at the door, then up at Trunks. She became puzzled when his face was grim and his body tense.
"Trunks?"
'Can it be he's not here for Marron… but for me?'
"No, why would I have anything to hide from you… sir?"
'Trunks, please don't be there when I open the door…'
Gohan reached a hand to the doorknob, but it was opened before. Trunks stood there, acting surprised of the scene. And his Ki signature was close to non existent. 16's eyebrow rose at the power's disappearance while Gohan just barely suppressed a relieved sigh, if ever there was one.
"sir?"
"Trunks, how is she?"
"Much better, Gohan. Good morning, 16, sir."
The Android smiled in response.
"Well, I better get going. Don't wanna miss anything more today."
Trunks exchanged a glance with Gohan which clearly stated that they'd talk about it later.
"Good boy. Yes, it is important to learn. Especially in those days where lies are everywhere."
'You can say that again.'
Gohan thought in reply to 16's comment.
"Well, good day then, sirs."
Glancing at Marron one last time, Trunks walked off. 16 entered the office, leaving Gohan to think of what just happened.
'He instinctively knew when, and how to lower his Ki. You sure have your father's blood, Trunks.'
During the tutoring season that day, the two didn't get much studying done. They merely talked about what happened. Trunks still didn't tell Gohan about flying, even though the latter had his suspicions. When the hour was up, Gohan gave Trunks a letter, and told him to read it when he was sure he was alone. A video tape was added. Trunks accepted the two items with much skepticism.
"Going already, Gohan?"
Bulma asked, obviously disappointed.
"Yep. I promised my mom I'd come over for dinner. Well, keep up the good work, Trunks."
"Bye, Gohan."
The bluette noticed the letter and video tape, and blinked.
"what've you got there, Trunks?"
"Er, theoretical explanation of the movie he gave me."
He said, hiding the letter behind his back.
"What movie?"
"Er, history stud. About the rebels."
Which wasn't entirely false, he thought as he hid the tape as well.
"Ok. I'm off to get some groceries, honey. Later."
"Bye mom."
Having nothing better to do, Trunks shed the curtains, and placed the tape in the VCR.
'Wonder what this could be.'
He had to raise an eyebrow as scenes of him as a baby came by. There were all sorts of people there. He thought he recognized a few, but there was a knock at the door, and he closed the TV right as it showed Vegeta trying to make a funny face at baby him; and making baby him cry. (I loved that scene, it was so funny XD)
"Coming!"
Opening the door, a man in uniform and sunglasses stood in front of him.
"Hello. May I help you?"
"Yes. I have a special delivery to Bulma Briefs. Is she home?"
"No, but I'm her son."
"Ok. Sign here please. Thank you, have a nice day."
Trunks looked at the box with puzzlement.
"Androids Inc.? What does mom have to do with them? I thought she hated everything about them!'
Then, he mentally added, because she didn't approve of their methods, not because they were Android friendly.
'Will, no point in playing around with it… I'll just put it in her room and go for a walk.'
After leaving a note on the fridge, Trunks went out into the cool evening air.
"Nice."
"Hey, buddy."
Looking at where the voice came from, Trunks's eyes landed on a man about his height wearing a raincoat, sunglasses, even though it was rather dark now, and a hat. He seemed a bit too built to be a begger.
"Got a dime?"
Trunks searched his pockets, and handed the small coin he found to the stranger.
"Thank you. You seem like a decent person."
"Thank you."
The voice was familiar. From where, Trunks didn't know. He felt unease. Who was this guy?
"Then let me tell you something. You see this?"
The man showed 17's face, shining on the dime.
"This is the face of the enemy."
And in a cloud of smoke, he was gone. All that was left was the coin.
'Weird.'
Walking through the streets, the youth cursed. He hoped to clear his mind, but he kept going back to the same things. And how he had those stupid tape and note. He shook his head.
'Come on, Trunks, so ou can fly, and Marron has a bit of familiy issues. Big deal.'
His mind was still wondering when he reached downtown. Some of his friends were there, but he was in no mood to hang out with them. (damn, compared with the real Mirai Trunks, this Trunks seems like a normal kid o.O AUs sure are bizarre).
"Damn rush hour."
Trunks tried to get back home, but cars kept coming, blocking the street.
'Just my luck.'
So he started home on the wrong side of the street.
'Well, I could fly home…'
He stopped and looked at his feet, but nothing happened.
'Come on, I did it before…"
But he was still grounded.
"Damn…" (no, I refuse to use 'darn'! take that, FUNimation!)
Then the street turned to a mess of noises. Car horns went off, and Trunks heard the screeching of wheels coming closer. People began clearing the road. But one blonde woman still stayed on the street, calm and peaceful. Then the car came into view. People shouted for her to get away, but she ignored them and began crossed the road casually. The car was mere meters away.
"Get out of the way!"
No response. Trunks looked at her, then at the car, back at her, and then it happened. Grounded no more, Trunks flew forward. Gasps came from all around him as he pushed the woman out of the way. The car screeched to an almost halt, then drove off quickly. Those who remained behind stared at the two lying on the floor. Trunks pushed himself up and smiled down at the woman.
"Are you all right?"
She turned to face him, and he was caught speechless.
"I am. Thank you"
"you you you…*gulp* you're welcomed… ma'am."
He was so shocked! Down below him, since he was to nervous to move, was the blonde beauty herself, 18.
A/N: @.@ traffic accidents rule!