Wow! I'm so glad you guys liked it! I had no idea anyone would like it so much ^_^ Anyway, I decided to write another chapter at RavenBeauty29's request. I tried to find another Linkin Park song that might go with what I wrote, but there wasn't one. So I'm crossing over to a Creed song that I think will work out really well called 'My Sacrifice.' I don't think anything will compare to the last chapter, but here's this one. Hopefully everyone likes this chapter as well as the last one, but we'll see. ^_^ Don't forget to review! Reviews are my friends!

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My Sacrifice

I found myself back in front of the same place as I had left, the Capsule Corp. building, but this one didn't look as worn as the one I grew up in had. I opened the top of the time machine and jumped down to the ground. I heard children's laughter trailing from inside the building. I walked up to the door hoping that they still kept the door unlocked in this time. It was. I walked inside and saw a few people walking around, no one that I recognized. Then all of a sudden something ran into me and then something ran into that. I looked down to see a young boy with familiar black hair…he looks like a mini Goku…Behind him is a younger me.

"Who are you?" the younger me asks insolently. I was never like that. "You don't work here," he accuses.

"I would like to speak to your mom," I said. His mom. Not my mom. But in a way she is and that's all that matters. "Do you know where she is? It's very important that I talk to her."

"Why are your eyes red mister?" the mini Goku asks me. He seems nicer than the younger me. This one actually cares. It's nice to have someone care about me again.

"Isn't it obvious Goten? He's been crying. He's weak." He crosses his arms defiantly like my father would. So…this is what I would have turned out like if my father had survived. In a way I'm glad that he didn't. I would never think to act this way.

"Well, to answer your question," I say finally, "I'm Trunks."

"No you're not," he yells, "I am! Dad!! Some guy is saying that he is me!!!"

"SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!!!" I hear my father's voice say as he walks in the room. "I'm trying to train and I can't concentrate when you are making that racket!" He stops dead in his tracks when he sees me, but he face is a complete blank.

I give him a faint smile, the best I can muster at the moment. "Hi Dad. Can I talk to Mom? Please?"

He looks at the children standing in front of me then back at me. He nods and gestures for me to follow him. "You two go back and play in your room," he orders to the stunned boys who are now behind me. As we walk down the familiar halls he asks, "What are you doing here in that pitiful state?"

I look over at him. So what if he sees my red eyes. I deserve a good cry after all I've been through and after my most recent loss. "I would like to tell both you and Mom when I see her," I say, dodging the subject. I don't much feel like talking, but I know I have to tell them that I want to live here with them for a little while. I just need to gather my strength first. I'm sure I'll feel better when I see her again.

We turn a corner and walk into one of the labs. There she is on her hands and knees working on another machine again.

"Woman," he says, "Someone is here to see you."

"Who was important enough to drag you out of that gravity room, Vegeta?" she asked. She sat up and her face lit up when she saw me. Her smile…I'll never ever forget her smile. This moves me to tears again, I curse myself for crying in front of my judgmental father, but I run to my mom and drop to my knees to hug her.

"It's great to see you again Mom," I sob into her shoulder.

She pulls me into a tight embrace and pats my back. "It's wonderful to see you too, Trunks. What's wrong though?"

I can tell she senses something terrible has happened. I know she had seen my red eyes when I ran to her. I never cried in front of this Mom before. I'm so glad she is worried, though I hate to make her worry. It's nice to be loved by her again. You've always loved me so much Mom. A perfect love. She kisses my cheek and continues to hold me, continues to wait for my answer. Dad hasn't left the room and I'm surprised he hasn't said anything scathing yet.

A while later after being held like a child, I sit back and wipe my eyes dry and sniff. "It' seems like forever since I last saw you two." I look back at Dad. He's still standing in the same place and same position he was when I ran to Mom. His face is still a blank.

"What happened Trunks? And don't tell me nothing is wrong because it's written all over your face," she scolds. That's just like her. More tears spring up to my eyes, but I hold them back as best I can.

"My mom died," I say quietly.

"What?!" I hear my dad say from the doorway. Finally there is an emotion on his face, two actually. Shock, and pain. "B-Bulma?" I nod solemnly.

"It's okay silly," my younger mother says gently to him, "I'm right here." Yes, right here. I want you right here forever. Don't ever leave me again Mom.

"I was thinking," I say slowly and looking down at my hands, "That maybe I could stay here with you guys for a few weeks. I'd stay out of your way if that's what you want. But I need to be with people I know. I don't have anyone in my time. My mom was all I had after Gohan died."

I look up at her with searching eyes. She is just as much in pain as I am. It's not easy to hear that you have died, I should know. "Well of course you can stay here, son," she says pulling me into a hug again. I'll never get enough hugs. I'll treasure every single one I ever get from this Mom. I never thought that my own would die. I never took the time to treasure any moment I had with her. That was a mistake I'll never make again. I'm so glad she is here with me. "You can stay here for as long as you like. You won't be in the way, right Vegeta?"

"Of course," he says. I turn my head and look at him. He seems sympathetic. I've never seen him like this before…No one would believe he has that look on his face. No one, not even I, would think a look of compassion would be seen on that proud man's face. But it's there. We share a bond, he and I. We have both known a lot of pain throughout our lives. We're kindred spirits. That's why I think he accepted me more than he ever showed to anyone. He must have changed since the last time I saw him. Judging from how old the younger me looked, it has to be somewhere around 6 years. He could have turned his life around in 6 years. Maybe he's starting to show more emotion. Look at me. I myself have turned everything in my world around. Things can change. I've changed. Why not him?

Suddenly I have a need to tell Mom what happened. "I just found you on the floor. You were so cold." My head is still resting against her shoulder and I can feel her breathing. It reassures me that she is still alive and here and that I'm not dreaming this. Even so, my voice starts to shake and there is a lump in my throat just for thinking about my dead mom. "I don't know what happened. I just found you there dead. I never got a chance to say goodbye."

"You don't need to say goodbye," she says. She pulls my head back to make me look at her. "I'm right here and I'll always be here for you Trunks. Understand?" I nod. "Good."

This is all I need now. All I really wanted was to see her again for a little while. Just to see her face again full of life. I wanted a hug, a smile. I wanted to say hello to her one last time. Be held in her arms one more time. There was so much I could have done with my own Mom. I could have gotten more hugs from her, but I didn't ask for them. I guess I sacrificed my mother's love to become a better fighter. But I'm getting a second chance and I'm not going to waste the time I have with this mother. I won't waste the time I have with this father either. I'll take full advantage of their love. Well, maybe Dad won't show it too much, but I know Mom will. I won't take her for granted again. Never.

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