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Post by Bulma on Oct 22, 2010 8:50:08 GMT -5
Bulma was relaxed around this Gohan for some reason. Something about his personality, his presence made her feel safe. She knew they would not be attacked here now because two was stronger than one. As she lay in bed on this sunny morning she thought about everything he had said the night before. Goku was a name still unfamiliar to her but she was still young and she could still meet the man that would be this man’s father. How much older was she than Gohan in the future? She would have to ask.
And the strange man she had met when she sneaked out late that evening to walk, the green man with the mask, she was pretty sure that if there was a fight she could count on him to side with her. After all the enemy of your enemy was your friend until your enemy was gone. But there was something else about him as well. Bulma shrugged, it was probably her imagination.
The night before Bulma and her friend were ushered off to bed early by her mother, she later was able to sneak out. Something about Gohan needing sleep after a long journey. Bulma’s attempts to explain time travel to her mother failed and her father was busy working in his shop so he wasn’t there to back her up so all they could do was at least act like they were off to bed.
However, the morning brought promise of a day of hard work and determination. Today she would start work on the training room. Bulma’s mind was set on helping her friend fight the bad guys in his own time while still becoming strong enough in her own time. Were they dealing with alternate realities? Things could get more complicated if they were.
If such a feat were possible she of all people could probably pull it off even if there were alternate realities involved. Unless, of course, she wasn’t able to for some reason or another but that was negative thinking and good scientists always considered the impossible as a theory.
Bulma walked into the kitchen and looked around for something to eat. Finding a plate of eggs and toast she sat down to breakfast.
After eating Bulma decided to go looking for Gohan. There were a few questions she wanted to ask still about the past and how they would defeat the androids. If there was one thing she had learned through her training is that everyone had a weakness even if it was a breaking point. She knew her’s very well, perhaps too well for her own good. Subconsciously she rubbed the bandages. Bulma was ready for them to come off because she itched.
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Post by Future Gohan on Oct 22, 2010 12:24:04 GMT -5
Gohan awoke at the crack of dawn after the most peaceful sleep he had in a very long time. He was happier here but knew one day when he was strong enough and had the means to he'd have to return to his real home. He decided though that this Bulma didn't need to know about the other's son but the birth of Trunks if it happened here it would be an event for the very distant future. Until he learned more, he would have to assume nothing about this world besides for the names of the familiar faces.
The warrior exited the house and found the backyard suitable for his training. For now, his training would consist of endurance and use of ki attacks until he would suitable equipment to increase his strength. Gohan's routine began after he stretched his now fully healed body with him firing a barrage of slow ki blasts. As the ki blasts moved through the air, Gohan chased them and eventually moved himself into the position to be their target. From this point he attempted to either destroy or endure every blast he had fired.
This process continued for sometime until his body began to work up a sweat and hunger started to overwhelm him. "Oh man I just realized besides those cookies I have ate in anything major in a few days. Oh well my morning warm up isn't done yet. I need to press on and get stronger." He continued pushing himself in the hopes he would be strong enough not to need allies from this world and that this place's Bulma would not get more involved in his battles.
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Post by Bulma on Oct 22, 2010 12:44:00 GMT -5
After hearing strange sounds coming from her backyard, Bulma walked outside and around the back of the house where she was planning to build her super gym. Here she found Gohan training himself. She watched him a moment, carefully studying his movements. She would have to test his method some time for herself because she had never seen anyone train this way. Bulma guessed that being one of the last of your kind you would have to train alone a lot.
She waved to him when he had recovered from a blast, “Hey Gohan!”
Bulma was still wearing her shorts and tee shirt she wore to bed the night before, her hair still a little messy, and no makeup on. Few people got to see her like this because she made sure it didn’t happen.
Today she hurt much less and wanted to train but knew it was a bad idea until she was sure she was healed. However, she could watch others train and build her super gym. Maybe she could get Gohan to help her build it or show her some new skills that would help her.
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Post by Future Gohan on Oct 22, 2010 13:12:12 GMT -5
Gohan stopped his training and caught his breath. "Hey Bulma." He wiped the sweat off his brow with the sleeve of his shirt. "Sorry if I woke you up I just needed a place to train but didn't want you to think I ran out after you gave me a nice bed to sleep in." His nervous laugh returned again.
"How's your wounds looking? It would be good to get your back to full strength as soon as possible so you can at least get back to your work full time and have a better chance of getting away if Recoome shows up again. Still can't believe how different this world is though. Where I came from Recoome was beat by my dad when I was still a kid while we were on Namek. Then Vegeta killed him afterwards. If only dad was here instead of me, he had such a way with people and even turned a lot of his one time enemies into the best allies you could imagine." Gohan sighed as he held back the tears. The loss of so many of his friends was a battled scar no amount of time seemed to heal.
Gohan grew quiet as he sat on the ground looking off into nothingness. "Bulma...I can't take you to my timeline. I can't lose you too. It was stupid for me to come here looking for people to help me in the first place. I realize now it has to me. I need to be the one to carry the weight of the world just like dad did before me." His heart was heavy and the future warrior felt alone as he did many times in his timeline.
He tossed a small capsule to Bulma a few moments later. "This is what is left of the time machine. I'm not sure if you can do anything with it but I'm unable to fix it and return to my timeline. Even if you can't fix it, thank you for your hospitality you've already shown me."
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Post by Bulma on Oct 22, 2010 13:37:55 GMT -5
Bulma smiled and laughed, “I didn’t think you would go too far since I am the person you came to when you made it to my time.”
The young scientist appreciated Gohan’s concern for her wounds. “Your dad sound like a really good guy and that Vegeta guy sounds like he’s pretty good too. I hope I meet them soon. I could use dome good friends to help me get stronger.” She noticed he was distressed and gave him a quick hug to comfort him. Just a quick hug because for some reason she felt weird giving him a longer one.
“I understand that you are worried about me but I can hold my own against most people. If I get stronger here do you think I might become stronger in the future or is it a completely different reality?” Time travel always was interesting to the young scientist but alternate realities were straight out of a science fiction book.
Bulma smirked as she caught the capsule that was tossed at her, “I’m a genius, I can fix almost anything and what I can’t fix I call my dad in for advice and then I can fix it. It might take time, but like you said, time is on our side.” If she couldn’t train then she would science. The thought of working on this thing thrilled her.
“Oh, and if we are friends in the future then we are friends now. Feel free to stay here as long as you want, I’m sure mom and dad won’t mind the extra company.” Bulma winked and activated the capsule.
When it opened and revealed the time machine she frowned. “This is going to take a lot of work.” Bulma sighed as she began a slow funeral march to the time machine.
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Post by Future Gohan on Oct 22, 2010 15:20:03 GMT -5
The embrace of the younger Bulma sent a wave of mixed emotions through Gohan. He enjoyed having some kind of comfort but he could not separate the emotions he has for the two Bulmas. Gohan smiled a bit from the hug.
"As far as finding dad and Vegeta, so much is different in this place that I don't even know if they exist. Things are so different where that maybe you are right about it being a different reality. I don't know though you are the genius on this sort of stuff. Mom wanted to be a scholar but when everyone is dying around you, its hard to find time for books."
"We'll train together to make up for me staying here. I'll take care of you the best I can. Until I can get back home I guess I'l try to do some good in your world as well and that includes taking out aliens that seek to do harm to its people."
Gohan's stomach began to growl violently. "If its all the same to you though, I think I need to get some lunch in me before I can train anyone." He laughed some more starting to lower his guard a bit.
"I guess that pile of metal can be your present to yourself too. Who knows maybe knowing how to build a time machine so soon will make you able to build something even more awesome later and knowing you it will definitely be something real amazing."
Gohan smiled a bit more knowing all the great things his Bulma had done in the past. 'Trunks I just hope that I can get back to you and save our world but until then I need to take care of this Earth,' he thought to himself.
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Post by Bulma on Oct 22, 2010 15:42:13 GMT -5
Bulma thought for a moment whether or not she should mention the green man who could recover from his wounds almost as soon as he received them. Such a person would be a good ally to have in this changing world that could one day be run by vicious machines. Then the thought hit her. Who made the machines?
Bulma’s face turned ghost white, “I wasn’t the one who made the machines that are wrecking your world, was I?” For a moment she stood there, frightened and shocked that she could be the downfall of the entire world. That would be terrible. If her inventions were doomed to bring down the world she would stop working on here devices right now and right here.
After deciding that the downfall of the world might be her fault she thought to tell him about the strange but very strong fighter. “I think I might know someone who can help us protect the world if there are ever any evil machines destroying it. He’s a really strong fighter who hides himself from view but he has green skin and can heal from cuts almost as fast as he gets them.” Bulma paused a moment, “He’s a nice guy but seems to be hiding something. He won’t let me see his face for one thing.”
The scientist smirked, the thought of inventing something amazing thrilled her. Maybe she would become as famous as her father for one of her inventions. However, she hoped it would be something good and not evil. “I hope I can make something that will be helpful rather than destructive.”
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Post by Future Gohan on Oct 22, 2010 17:15:34 GMT -5
"You inventions have never harmed or help harm any good being. Well at least until I messed up yesterday. If I had to name the person that help save the world the most, it wouldn't be my father or me, it would be you. The monster that brought about the destruction of my world was named Dr. Gero. He had his life ruined when my father stopped him and the organization he belong to called the Red Ribbon Army and spent years trying to get back at him until he made those terrible machines."
Gohan rose to his feet and stretched a bit before hearing Bulma's description. "A namekian? Could it be Piccolo? He trained me as a child. Everyone thought he was a bad guy at first but he even sacrificed his life for me when I was very young." Gohan was taken back by this new discovery and the idea of seeing his mentor alive once again.
He started heading inside as the idea of being made food was something his siayan apetite could not say no to. such an offer. "For now let's keep all this between us though.Most people won't be so accepting of someone from a different time walking around. These chats can be our secret for now unless you object to that." He flashed another warm smile as he could tell this Bulma had the same good heart as the other one he knew.
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Post by Bulma on Oct 22, 2010 20:41:40 GMT -5
The goodhearted scientist was relieved. She never wanted anything she made to hurt innocent or good people. The name of the evil guy who had made the machines did not ring a bell, that was probably a good thing. “I have never heard the name. Maybe there is still time to stop him before he got too powerful.”
For a moment Bulma paused. She was making assumptions based on information from another world and another time. Would the guy still be bad here or world he be a fairy princess? She laughed a little at her thought and shook her head.
“I didn’t get the name of the green guy, but what is a Nemekian? I’m assuming the guy is an alien since he is nothing that I have ever seen before and I couldn’t get a good look at him because he had a mask, suit, and gloves on. Even thought his mask he had a hot voice,” Bulma blushed and laughed a little, “I know I must sound silly but I’m still young and allowed to be like this even if I have a higher IQ than most couples together.”
She paused again, aware she was bragging. Bulma shrugged it off and smiled. At the suggestion of keeping this a secret between the two of them she nodded, “Yeah, I don’t want people to think I’m crazy until I’m really old and loosing my natural beauty.”
Bulma put an arm over her friend’s shoulder, “So, what do you want to tell people when they ask about you?” She thought for a moment about suggesting they call each other family but what if they choose to date. No, that would be a terrible idea. He could be an old friend from another town or something maybe.
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Post by Cooler on Oct 28, 2010 15:37:05 GMT -5
Same thing as the other
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Post by Bulma on Oct 28, 2010 15:47:38 GMT -5
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