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This is great. I'm already feeling so, so sorry for Trunks

Aw, I feel bad for poor Future Trunks. I feel like giving him a hug (but in a totally platonic way and I'm a lesbian anyway.)
Also, Bulma stop hitting on your son from the future. Seriously. I felt a tiny bit bad for Vegeta too since he will have to deal with drunk!Bulma. Scary!

“WHAT!? No he doesn’t!” Bulma immediately broke off her conversation with Yamcha and marched over to Vegeta’s rock. Despite not having the ability to manipulate ki, Bulma gave off a menacing aura that made everyone stop mid-conversation.

“You take that back. There’s no way he prefers you to me!”

“Oh really? He just spent the last few minutes staring at me, and then lied and said he was just admiring my shirt. That’s such a terrible excuse; this shirt is hideous. Didn’t you boy?”

Trunks didn’t respond, but instead tried to shrink into a ball, pretending not to exist.

“Stop berating him! Can’t you see that he’s shy? It’s soooo cute too; he probably doesn’t have a lot of experience either,” Bulma gushed. “Don’t worry cutie, I can help you out with that!”

Trunks just curled further up into a ball on his rock.

Vegeta just laughed at that. “You’re the one who’s upsetting him.” Vegeta then addressed Trunks, “If you’re really a Saiyan, you’ll stop cowering on that rock there and pick me over her.”

“Why would he want you when he could have me, the beautiful genius with great hair?” Bulma asked.

“Saiyans are attracted to strength and you are still just a weak human, even weaker than those fools. He would clearly prefer me to you.”

“Oh, so now you’re admitting he’s a Saiyan? What happened to, “all the Saiyans are dead, so he can’t be a Super Saiyan’?”

“Alright, maybe he is a Saiyan. I did miscount before and didn’t realize the rouge pirate Turles was still around. He isn’t a Super Saiyan though and can’t be a full-blooded Saiyan with that hair. Only Kakorot has achieved that form and I will surpass him and---”

“Maybe you should just go obsess over Goku and let me have the hot purple-haired guy. That’s another thing. He’s way too hot for you. Clearly, he would prefer someone who is beautiful too, like me.”

“I am the Prince of All Saiyans and being Saiyan royalty makes me superior to you.”

“I’m the inventor of the Dragon Radar, heir to the Capsule Corporation and holder of four doctorates. Being the Capsule Corp heir is like being royalty and our inventions help everyone have easier lives. And now that I think about it, if I hadn’t invented the Dragon Radar, we would all be dead and you would still be in Hell. So there.” In a rather childish move, Bulma stuck her tongue out at him.

Tien thought about it for a minute. Bulma’s Dragon Radar had resulted in all of them being resurrected, not to mention resulted in Goku seeing the world and training to get stronger---and without Goku they probably all would have died when King Piccolo came into power or when Goku’s brother Raditz showed up. Plus, figuring out a way to track the radiation emitted from magical objects was impressive.

“Bulma does have a good point about the importance of the Dragon Radar,” Tien spoke up.

“Oh, thank you Tien! It’s so nice that you’re on my side in this manner. Other people,”she glared at the rest of the group, “could stand to be a little more supportive.”

Tien sighed. “I’m only agreeing with you about how important the Dragon Radar is. I’m not taking sides in your ridiculous fight. By the way, I don’t think he likes either of you because he’s been sneaking away from here since you two started fighting over him like children. No offense to Gohan.”

“WHAT?! Hey, hot purple-haired guy, get back here!” Bulma and Vegeta shouted in unison.

Trunks stopped walking, and turned around slowly. Then, he suddenly flew away as fast as he could.

“I hope you two are proud of yourselves. You’ve scared off the poor man,” Krillin said, arms crossed and radiating disapproval.

“Maybe next time you two shouldn’t come on so strong. You should apologize when he comes back,” Yamcha added.

Bulma looked guilty but didn’t want to admit Yamcha was right, while Vegeta did what he usually does in these types of situations and mumbled something about “royalty” and “prince” and “can do what I want.”

Gohan spoke up for the first time since the bizarre flirting/harassment started. “Is he going to come back? I want to talk to him some more; he’s really cool!”

“I don’t know. He did really seem eager to meet Goku, so he might be back after he gets here,” Puar said.

“Do you think we should go find him?” Chiaotzu asked.

“Maybe he just needs some time alone after that,” Yamcha said, while
shooting dirty looks at Vegeta and Bulma. Bulma, to her credit, did seem to feel guilty about frightening off the mysterious stranger. Vegeta, to no one’s surprise, did not think that there was anything to feel bad about.

(Note: I just made up the number of doctorates Bulma had since DBZ doesn't really specify that. I would guess something to do with engineering and robotics. I'm also assuming that the Dragon Balls emit some sort of radiation and that's how you find them.)

Thanks for reading and commenting! I did not think many people were reading this meme. I feel bad for Trunks too, even though I'm writing this. I guess it's a continuation of the kink meme "tradition" of shelling out the mental trauma to him.

The mood was subdued for the next couple of hours while everyone waited for Goku and the mystery boy to come back. The mystery boy seemed to be suppressing his ki, not wanting anyone to come after him.

However, shortly before Goku was due to arrive, the young man came back. He smiled and greeted everyone, then stayed the hell away from Vegeta and Bulma.

Bulma however, approached him, wanting to apologize. “Look, you’re very hot and cute but I’m sorry that I freaked you out. I hope we can get along and I won’t try to hit on you anymore if you don’t like it.” Bulma then offered her hand for a handshake and Trunks accepted it.

“It’s okay. Thanks for apologizing,” Trunks felt he had no choice but to accept the apology. She was his mother after all, even if it was a different timeline and it wasn’t like she knew he was her son from the future.

“Vegeta, you apologize too!” Bulma yelled, glaring at Vegeta who was still sulking away from the rest of the group.

“The Prince of all Saiyans does not apologize for anything.”

“Well you should! If I’m being responsible and apologizing, you can too,” Bulma marched over to him.

“That’s what you think. It’s the boy’s problem if he can’t handle it. Besides, he’s the one who started it by staring at me.”

“He was probably just happy to see another Saiyan, since you guys are almost extinct, you jackass!”

“If that’s the case, he could have just said so. I still don’t completely believe he’s a true Saiyan with that bizarre coloring and him getting along with Earthlings so well. It’s weird, he looks a little like you and has almost the same stupid hair.”

“Not this again. By the way, full-blooded Saiyans can get along with Earthlings just fine. Once we taught Goku to always wear clothes in public and to stop patting people in the crouch to find out whether they were male or female, he was just fine. I’m not even that mad at you for insulting my perfect hair because at least I don’t look like a troll doll or a Christmas tree…” Bulma trailed off and then clapped her hands together in glee.

“I am so decorating your hair like a Christmas tree this year. Yamcha, you need to help me!”

“Leave me out of this. I’m not going to help you decorate Vegeta’s hair if he doesn’t want to,” Yamcha said.

“But it will be so funny,” Bulma insisted. Noticing the horrified expressions on both of their faces, Bulma added, “I really need to get some roommates who know how to have fun.”

“Maybe instead of decorating my hair, we could do something about yours. You look like one of those people in those old movies your mother watches that are always dancing in a stupid way to the terrible music,” Vegeta mimed disco dancing.

“My hair is perfect and wonderful and you will respect it!” Bulma screamed.

“Oh dear God not again.” Trunks walked over to the mini-fridge. Tien and Chiaotzu were grabbing more sodas and thankfully there was still some beer left. At least Trunks’ parents weren’t hitting on him again, or arguing over which one of them he liked better, but it still turned into a shouting match over who was better looking and who had the best (or least stupid) hair.

“Aren’t you too young to be drinking?” Tien asked.

“I can drink if I want to!” Trunks’ ki spiked.

“Okay, calm down,” Tien said.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to snap at you. I’m just having a stressful day.”

“Because of Bulma and Vegeta? Don’t worry, you get used to them,” Tien said.

“Or at least you get used to Bulma. I’m not so sure about Vegeta,”
Chiaotzu added.

Trunks took a drink of his beer, then immediately spat it out.

“Have you ever even had beer before?” Chiaotzu asked.

“No. I’ve tried other things but I guess I don’t like beer.” Trunks put the can down.

Gohan came over to their group. “Maybe you should have one of the juices or the water. My mom says that beer makes your brain stupid anyway,” Gohan opened the fridge, pulling out two of the berry-flavored juices, handing one to Trunks.

“Thanks.” Trunks smiled.

“That’s the first time you’ve looked happy since Bulma and Vegeta got tried to make you be their boyfriend,” Gohan said, smiling brightly.

“Ugh!” Trunks shuddered.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Gohan was worried. He didn’t want to make this stranger who was nice enough to save them from Freeza upset and have him run away again.

“Don’t worry Gohan, it’s nothing you did. Just please don’t mention that again. We should talk about something else.”

Gohan took that as a cue to begin a lengthy explanation about his favorite types of math problems. Trunks could follow along alright thanks to his mother teaching him that sort of thing, but he was still impressed at how much Gohan knew at such a young age.

If he hadn’t been murdered by the androids, maybe he could have fulfilled his dream of being a scholar and a teacher…

Trunks stopped himself. That line of thinking only lead to despair. At least in this timeline Gohan could have a chance to be happy instead of having the weight of being the last hope for the world on his shoulders, a burden that was now Trunks’ to bear.

Trunks brushed aside those thoughts and gave his full attention to the conversion. Piccolo and Krilin, eventually drifted over to the group too. Previously they had been keeping an eye on Bulma and Vegeta to make sure no serious violence erupted for Bulma’s sake, but they seemed to be having fun arguing.

After pleasantly chatting with Gohan as well as Tien, Chaotzu, Piccolo, and Krillin for a few minutes, Yamcha came over and wanted to talk to him.

“Hey, um guy? Sorry I don’t know your name. Can I talk to you for a minute? I think I can help you with your problem. ”

“Sure, I guess.” Trunks excused himself from the group and followed Yamcha over to yet another rock formation. Even though he kept his cool in front of the others, he was beginning to panic. Oh god, what now? Yamcha better not be thinking of hitting on him too. Fortunately for Trunks’ nerves, that was not the case.

“Look, I just wanted to apologize for Vegeta and Bulma’s behavior. I know that those two can be difficult to deal with. I can’t vouch for Vegeta, but Bulma is actually a good person once you get to know her.”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right. At least she apologized about the whole thing.”

“Glad to hear it! Use this if you ever have a difficult time with them again.” Yamcha handed Trunks some brown paper bags.

Seeing the confused look on Trunks’ face, Yamcha said, “You’re supposed to breathe into them. Like hyperventilation. It’s really helped me. I live with them you know, and sometimes it gets pretty crazy.”

“Thank you,” Trunks grabbed one of the bags and started using it in that manner. After a little while, he stopped.

“You know, I feel a little bit better. Thanks, Yamcha.”

Just then, a space pod came hurtling to the ground, at the exact spot and
time that Trunks had said. Son Goku emerged from the pod and was greeted by the uproarious cheering of his friends and son. After showing off his new teleportation technique, he stepped aside to have a private conversation with Trunks.

Goku was amazing, just like his mom---the one from his timeline, not his young mom had said. Trunks handed him the anti-viral drugs for his upcoming heart virus. With Goku around to fight the androids, there might be hope for this timeline. Furthermore, Trunks could complete his real purpose, which was to find some weakness in the mechanical monsters so he could destroy them in his timeline and set his world free. That was, after he went home and had a cold hard drink that wasn’t beer. Trunks’ mother had given him the capsule fridge and the drinks, but he could get his own alcohol.

Sure, he was technically still a minor but it so happened that most people didn’t care so much about accidentally or purposefully selling alcohol to minors when they had to deal with marauding androids. It wasn’t like society had much law and order anymore, and what little authority figures that remained seemed more interested in building weapons in a desperate attempt to fight the androids and supporting the remaining population as best as they could with limited resources, than under-aged drinking.

Trunks’ parents both hitting on him, even if it was accidental, and even if Bulma had apologized was just way too much him to deal with. Trunks wondered how he would look his mother in the eye when he got back home and if he would even exist in this timeline, since Bulma and Vegeta seemed much more interested in him than each other. He wouldn’t fade out of existence like in that old movie he saw, but it was still possible that he wouldn’t exist here. He wondered how he would explain that one to his mom. 'Hey mom, I managed to save that other timeline and kill the androids here, but unfortunately I don’t exist over there because you and dad in the past were more interested in me than each other.'

Just thinking about it gave Trunks a headache. Hopefully after he left his parents would get together like they were supposed to. Either way, the “Hey I’m your son from the future,” conversation would still need to happen in three years for them and a couple of months for him. It was going to be difficult.

“Can I have a hint about who you are? I promise to keep it a secret. I think it’s really neat that there’s more strong guys like you in the future,” Goku said.

“Okay. I will tell you, but you can only tell the others about when the androids will be here. My mother is a scientist who specializes in robotics and machines. My father was one of the last full-blooded Saiyans,” Trunks glanced unsubtly over to where Bulma and Vegeta were still arguing over which one of them was hotter.

“Bulma and Vegeta?! I didn’t see than one coming. I always thought she’d stick with Yamcha since they’ve been together since we were all kids. I wonder why she dumped him.”

Trunks looked over to the rest of the group where Yamcha was shaking his head in disbelief and annoyance and his parents’ behavior.

“Maybe the breakup wasn’t her idea,” Trunks cared deeply about his mother and since the androids had murdered Gohan, she was the only living person he loved. However, having met his younger mother as well as his father for the first time that he could remember, Trunks was having that moment that happens to all children when they grow up and realize that their parents aren’t saintly and perfect.

“I guess Bulma and Vegeta are both kind of angry and scary and that’s why,” Goku looked like he was giving the manner some serious thought.

“Or maybe they just have something in common, where they like to hit on their son from the future,” Trunks shuddered.

“They tried to beat you up? Oh, you mean the kind where they try to make you be their boyfriend.”

“Yep.” (How interesting that both Goku and Gohan described the situation in the exact same way.)

“And you can’t tell them they’re really your parents---”

Trunks finished his sentence for him. “Because then I might not exist in this timeline if I do. I will tell them in three years after hopefully I have been born here. It’s going to be difficult.”

“Don’t worry! You’ve been fighting those androids for so long, I’m sure you can handle this. Maybe eventually you can look back on it and laugh.”

Seeing how upset Trunks looked, Goku attempted to cheer him up by patting him on the shoulder.

That was a nice gesture for Goku to make, but it didn’t go over well with Bulma and Vegeta, as they now viewed him as competition. Sure, she had apologized to him and agreed not to hit on him anymore, but damned if she was going to let Goku of all people steal her possible new boyfriend. (Bad enough she had to compete with Vegeta.) “Hey mystery boy, he’s married you know!”

Vegeta also took note of his “new competition” and glared at Goku. “You bastard Kakarrot! Go back home to your wife and stop trying to take what’s mine.”

“Not this again…” Trunks groaned.

“I’m not hitting on him. I’m just trying to cheer him up because he was upset that you two kept hitting on him,” Goku yelled. “You two are being a little ridiculous right now.”

“I wasn’t doing anymore flirting. I was just warning him that you were married. I don’t want him to get his feelings hurt because I’m a good person,” Bulma crossed her arms.

“That’s a bit of a stretch in logic, even for you,” Yamcha laughed.

“You stay out of this! I know where you live!”

After an awkward silence, Trunks said, “Anyway, I need to go back. My mom will want to hear the good news. I will be here in three years, or a few months for me.”

Farewells were exchanged and Trunks un-capsulated his time machine and climbed aboard. Bulma managed to forget about her crush for a minute to fawn over the craftsmanship and build of the time machine. Trunks supposed that after he came back in three years he should let her look at it as much as she wanted, since she technically invented it.

Afterwards, Goku and Piccolo discussed the upcoming threat with everyone. After telling Bulma about what a good mom she would make, they all went their separate ways to train, occasionally meeting up to train together.

The above comment is supposed to be part 4. Forgot to change the title.

Trunks safely returned home, the time machine materializing in the same spot where it had left. It appeared to be early in the morning, several hours after he had first left. The time machine could be off by up to a day or two when it came to return times. His mother still was asleep, which was some relief because he still wasn’t sure what to say to her about his visit to the past. He needed to meet up with Tess, one of the friendly neighborhood smugglers who had no qualms about selling alcohol to minors.

Eventually though, Trunks realized he couldn’t just hide in his room all day pretending to be asleep, since his mother was eager to hear how everything went. Bulma made them some coffee and they sat down to talk about it.

His mother was impressed by how easily he had defeated Freeza and King Cold, although she agreed with him that he may have accidentally changed the past a little more than necessary. Trunks didn’t intend to tell her about the flirting, but then she asked, “So, was the younger version of me cute?”

Trunks spat out his coffee, horrified. “Mom! What the hell! It’s bad enough she kept asking me things like that.” Trunks turned bright red.

“What are you talking about? Oh---I get it. She tried to hit on you, didn’t she?” Bulma was laughing.

“It’s not funny mom,” Trunks crossed his arms, practically pouting, “It was scary.”

“Oh, lighten up. I guess I should have warned you that I was a little bit boy crazy back when I was younger.”

“You also should’ve mentioned that dad liked to hit on random guys too.”

“Really?! Vegeta hit on you? I didn’t think he was into other guys. Although,” Bulma thought about it briefly, “that does explain those few times I thought he was staring at Yamcha’s butt. I guess I just forgot about it since then we got together.”

“Ugh,” Trunks took out the paper bag that Yamcha had given him and starting breathing into it.

“Hey, where did you get the idea to do that?”

“Um, Yamcha says that it helps. With you know, stress.” Trunks left out the fact that Yamcha specifically used it for stress caused by his parents.

Bulma sighed and gave a sad smile, “He was always a thoughtful kind of guy.”

“I’m sorry mom. I—” Trunks didn’t mean to make her upset by bringing up one of her old friends and former boyfriend. One reason why Bulma wasn’t tagging along on the time-travel journal was because it would be too painful for her to go back and see everyone, and then have to come back to the future and live without them once again.

“It’s okay. With you going back to the past like that, we’re going to end up talking about them more often. I know it’s hard for you too, seeing Gohan again.”

Trunks and Bulma had an unspoken rule that they were now breaking. He would avoid bringing up her friends and his father as much as possible and Bulma would avoid mentioning Gohan as much as possible. It was less painful that way.

“He’s very---different. As in, he’s six years old. But,” and Trunks smiled at this, “he’s already really smart. He wanted to talk to me about his favorite math formulas.”

Bulma also smiled. “That sounds just like him. Why don’t you go change and put some stain spray on your shirt? You got coffee all over yourself. Then maybe we can talk some more.”

“Okay.”

“Maybe you can give me some advice on good pick-up lines that you learned from past-me and past-Vegeta too.”

“Mom!”

End Notes: Hope you liked the fic. I tried to make it more humorous, but it did tend to get a bit angsty and be about Trunks’ inner pain and Future Bulma’s inner pain at the end there. They are such angst muffins.
To give credit where credit is due, the idea of Yamcha using paper bags to deal with Vegeta and Bulma-related crazy times comes from this funny fic over at the old kink meme. The pairing is 17/Yamcha/Tien:
http://dragonkink.livejournal.com/721.html?thread=661713#t661713

A virtual cookie to anyone who figures out the reference to a smuggler named Tess.

I'm working on a short sequel where past Vegeta and Bulma learn the true identity of the hot purple-haired guy.

AKA: The one wherein Vegeta and Bulma get hit by the clue bat and learn that the “hot purple-haired guy” is their son from the future. Trauma ensues.

Bulma was tired of always being left out of the battles. Yes, she didn’t have super powers, but that was because the world needed her to use her genius for inventing, not fighting. That still didn’t mean she liked not being able to see the battles and always left out of the loop. The only time she was in the loop on Namek was when she was guarding the dragon ball, doing equipment maintenance, fighting giant crabs, and when she got turned into a frog. That hadn’t been pleasant. Despite all this hardship, she never even got to see Freeza up close, either on Namek or on Earth. The least the hot purple-haired guy could have done was save the corpse for her so she could do an alien autopsy or get one of her colleagues to help. This time, she was not going to be left out and would watch the battle from afar in her plane,.

Unfortunately, Bulma’s idea of the androids ignoring her turned out to be wrong. Dr. Gero recognized her and he didn’t want to take the chance that she knew where his secret laboratory was. (As everyone knows, all scientists know where other scientists keep their secret labs, especially when said secret lab is filled with doomsday devices/terrifying androids.) If Bulma did know, she would certainly tell the Z Fighters where it was and allow them to get the drop on him. Besides, it’s not as if Dr. Gero had any qualms blowing up civilians to achieve his goals, or just for the sheer fun of it. That goes with the territory when it comes to being a mad scientist who now has super powers due to being an android. He would kill as many people as he needed to (or as many as he felt like) so long as Goku was one of them.

Dr. Gero fired a ki blast at Bulma’s aircraft, and then stealthily made has escape while everyone was distracted by it. Fortunately for Bulma, hot purple-haired kid managed to save her and Baby Trunks from certain death.
Then, he turned on Vegeta, “How could you just stand there and not save your wife and your son?”

“Wife? You’re making a lot of assumptions boy. The only thing I care about is becoming the strongest being in the universe. I don’t have time for sentimental bullshit like that!”

“You’re a terrible person. So, this is why my mother doesn’t talk about you in the other timeline. She’s not sad that you’re gone, but sad that you were such an asshole.”

“What do you mean by that?” Vegeta asked, suddenly feeling a bit of dread. That boy better not be implying what Vegeta was thinking he was implying…

“You and Bulma are both my parents. You died fighting the androids when I was baby and Bulma built the time-machine so that I could come back here and save everyone. You even noticed that I resembled her when I first came here. Something about how I have the “same stupid hair” as her if I remember correctly.”

Vegeta had become increasingly horrified as he listened to the boy. “Yes, it all makes sense now. My son from the future, the Super Saiyan. What the fuck! I hit on you! Why didn’t you tell me you were my kid?”

“I might have erased myself from existence in this timeline if I said anything!”

“Ugh. I am going to go kill those bastard androids because there’s no one stronger than me, Super Vegeta. You stay away from me.”

Vegeta flew off. However, Trunks ignored him and followed him. Fighting the androids alone was a terrible idea. He and Gohan had to do it that way because there was literally no one else left. But now, everyone was alive and well and even though Goku’s heart disease showed up later than it was supposed to, the antidote would save him. If they all fought as a team they might be able to save the future in this timeline.

After the big revelation of the true identity of the mystery boy, Vegeta proceeded to act like even more of an asshole to Trunks than he did to the others. This was coupled with the fact that the other fighters mocked Vegeta as much as they could get away with for the whole ordeal. Granted they did the same to Bulma, but to a lesser extent since she did feel bad about it and wasn’t being an asshole to her son like Vegeta was. Plus, they were a little more afraid of her than Vegeta.

When Cell murdered Trunks, Vegeta got over it, but things were still awkward.

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Bulma, having overheard the conversation between Trunks and Vegeta proceeded to freak out. She was mad at Vegeta for not saving her, but she’d get him for that one. It wasn’t like she expected an undying declaration of love or anything, but c’mon. A little help out when she’s being attacked by a mad scientist android should be standard.
Other than being mad, she was mostly disgusted and freaked out. She couldn’t believe she tried to seduce her son of all people. She was just like that woman in that one movie who kept trying to make-out with her time-traveling son, and then dragged him to the prom with her.

“Well, this is terrible. My son and I almost became a wish, my plane is gone, and the only person who cared enough to make sure we didn’t become a wish was my son from the future, whom I tried to seduce,” Bulma said out-loud to herself.

“I happen to agree,” Krillin smirked at her. “Though, if Trunks wasn’t here, I think I might have been able to make it to the plane and save you. He’s just much faster than me.”

“Where did you come from? You know what, never mind. If you make fun of me for this, I will do the same thing to you that I’m going to do to Vegeta. For a former space pirate, he sure is naïve, letting me have access to his food…having no idea how the gravity room works…this will be fun.”

“Um, I appreciate why you’re mad, but we sort of need him to fight the androids. So, if you could refrain from major bodily harm until after they’re dead…”

“Don’t worry, I know. I believe in you guys, and once you kill the androids, revenge is a dish best served cold. Can you give me a ride back to West City?”

“Look, I really need to catch up with the other guys---”

Bulma’s mood immediately shifted from melancholy to pissed off. “I can’t believe you would leave a mother and her child stranded alone in the wilderness! What’s wrong with you!?”

“Don’t worry Bulma, I can fly you back to West City,” Gohan landed next to her and Krillin.

They picked up Yajirobe on the way back. Once safely home, Bulma had plenty of time to freak out and rehearse what she would say to her other, older son. She ended up compensating for the fact that she had inadvertently tried to seduce her son from the future by overly mothering him and constantly offering him juice boxes and snacks. More often than not, Trunks just accepted her offers even though it was a little weird. He wasn’t a child, but he was still a Saiyan so it wasn’t like he was going to say no to random offers of food. That was still the least weird part of it. It turned out that Bulma in the timeline was a very doting and caring mother, just like his own mother in the future, which made sense since they were technically the same person. Anyway, Bulma was the type of mom that was very into hugs, but due to the awkwardness that occurred when Trunks first showed up, she had a tenancy to loudly blurt out that she hugging him in a completely platonic way. The same thing happened whenever she complimented him in anyway, such as saying how nice his hair looked after it grew out while he was in the time chamber or being proud of him for getting stronger or showing his knowledge of engineering.

It was still better than when he and his father spent a year in the Room of Spirit and Time and barely spoke to each other. The rare times they did speak often involved them fighting, and Vegeta yelling that he was punching him in a completely platonic way.

(So there was a romantic version of punching? Full-blooded Saiyans sure were weird.)

Trunks decided he preferred the awkward completely platonic hugs to the awkward completely platonic punching.

End Notes: Being Future Trunks is suffering. I guess being Bulma and Vegeta is suffering too. I still blame Team Four Star for this one. It’s been a while since I watched the Android saga and the part where Vegeta and Bulma find out that mystery dude from the future is their kid. So, I kind of free-styled that section and may have made Trunks more openly angry at Vegeta than in canon (but let’s be real here, Vegeta deserved it). Just roll with it. Vegeta may be evil, but he has standards and inadvertently hitting on your son from the future is still squicky. This probably should have been a shorter fic, with less angst but oh well. Hope you liked it if anyone is still reading.(Bueller? Bueller?)

After seeing the abridged Broly movie, I need this pairing in my life and I couldn't find too much stuff for it on the interwebs. (I swear I ship so much weird stuff because of Team Four Star.) Anything with this pairing would be great! You can base it on the abridged series if you want or base it more on canon. The only think I can really think of for this pairing is something where Broly gets hot and bothered when Trunks kills stuff with his sword. But you can write what you want.

Hi, I'm the author. I've posted the whole story on AO3 here:

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9306815/chapters/21092444

I may get a fanfiction.net account in the future and post the story there to.

Gero always knew Goku was the strongest and the best, so the androids want to take him for a spin. They'd heard such great things about him, after all.
Bonus points if they're both competing for his attention.

Super bonus points if the androids mention how awful Vegeta is in bed when compared to him. Because it's obvious Goku's better than Vegeta. At everything.

(Reposting here because I wrote a fill for this.)

Start Notes: Apologies for the lack of detailed sexing. I am not good at writing that. However, I hope anyone reading this enjoys the humor.

“Okay. Dr. Gero’s files said you were the best, but that was amazing!”

“I’m surprised too. Is this why my husband likes you so much?” Eighteen asked. “Explains why we have so many pictures of you at our house.”

“Aw, thanks for the compliments guys. I’m sure Krillin likes me for reasons other than the touchie feelies, Eighteen. If you want some more pictures, let me know. I can give you guys some suggestive photos too!”

“Hey, you deserve the compliments. I’m so happy that we didn’t kill you and that you eventually came back from the dead after Cell did kill you,” Seventeen said. “Best sex ever.”

“I can’t say something like that,” Eighteen said. “I’m married.”

“Don’t worry sis, if you and Krillin are both thinking about Goku when you’re doing it, it’s not cheating.”

“Shut up.” Eighteen hit him hard with a pillow, knocking him out of the bed. She then proceeded to snuggle up closer to Goku. “It’s my turn to cuddle with him now.”

“Excuse me, but I still had 36 seconds left!”

“Not you didn’t. You wait your turn,” Eighteen then addressed Goku.
“Siblings. am I right?”

“I was an only child for a long time, but then it turned out I was an alien and had a brother! My brother tried to kidnap my son to convince me to kill all of the Earthlings, and then Piccolo and I killed him, but not before he killed me.”

“Ugh. I guess I shouldn’t complain so much. At least this one is a useful babysitter and not the kidnapping kind.” Noticing the hopeful expression on Seventeen’s face, she added, “that doesn’t mean you get to cut into my cuddle time!”

“Hey guys, there’s no reason to fight. There’s plenty of me to go around,” Goku said.

“We’re only fighting because you’re so good at this! With Vegeta, we got bored and neither of us wanted to have a turn,” Seventeen said.

“Yeah really. He thinks he’s so great, but he’s mediocre in bed. Especially compared to the strongest man in the universe,” Eighteen buried her face in Goku’s chest.

“That gives me a good idea! We should do it when you’re a Super Saiyan,” Seventeen suggested. “I get to go first!”

“No you don’t!”

“Yes I do!”

“How about you two just flip a coin again?” Goku asked. “We’ll just do one coin flip, and no cheating with ki.”

Eighteen grabbed the one zeni coin and called heads. Goku flipped it himself to prevent bias, but unfortunately for her, Seventeen won the coin flip.

“Oh yeah, I won! In your face! Looks like this means you have to wait your turn, or go find Vegeta.”

“I’d rather just wait,” Eighteen said.

“Aw, you guys shouldn’t be so mean to Vegeta. He’s usually the second strongest guy, or at least in the top five!”

“But he’s in the bottom five when it comes to sex.”

“Amusing,” Eighteen high-fived her brother.

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Meanwhile, over at Capsule Corp:

Vegeta was enjoying inhaling a mountain of food for lunch when suddenly one of his Goku senses started tingling. Now, Vegeta had a sixth sense when it came to the object of his obsession, especially when others were praising Goku while putting him down.

Vegeta jumped to his feet and yelled, “Those bastard androids think Kakarrot is better in bed than me!”

“That’s nice dear,” Bulma said. She was used to this sort of thing by now, and was a bit sleep deprived from spending quality time with her newest invention.

Yamcha on the other hand, had had a full night’s rest and promptly spat out his food in shock. “How the hell do you even know that? You know what, never mind. Forget I asked.”

“Humans like you could never understand. When a Saiyan meets his ultimate rival---”

“Yamcha, he means when a Saiyan gets a big hate boner,” Bulma started
laughing, which caused Yamcha to start laughing too.

Vegeta just got more pissed off. “If you two are done giggling like idiots, a Saiyan and his rival have a special bond---”

“Called the hate-boner,” Bulma interrupted.

“Where they can sense each other’s progress. It allows us to prepare to meet on the battlefield.”

“What does Goku fucking the androids have to do with you two beating each other’s asses?” Bulma asked.

“Yeah, and why do you care anyway? You’re married to Bulma and Goku already initiated you into the group.”

“Exactly! Thank you. I spent two hours of my life hacking into government databases so that Vegeta would exist as a person on this planet and so we could have a legal marriage. That was two hours of my life I could have spent with my new invention.” Bulma pulled the green, triangular device she had been working on out of her pocket, and proceeded to cuddle with it. “Who’s mommy’s prototype quantum singularity? You are!”

“I am the Prince of all Saiyans, and no one is allowed to be better at sex than me. Especially not that bastard Kakarrot.” Vegeta began eating again, but in between bites would rant about Goku.

“Don’t worry, Yamcha his mood should only last for 8,000 seconds.”
Addressing Vegeta, she said, “It's okay babe, I think you’re good at sex. It’s why we have those two kids. As well as the quantum singularity, which will be like our adopted child.”

“Bulma, you really need to get some sleep. As for you Vegeta, I tolerate your company.”

“Aw, that’s so sweet! Vegeta tolerates your company too Yamcha, because the prenup says he has to!”

Vegeta paused his eating and ranting to ask, “What the fuck is a prenup?”

End Notes:
Wow, everyone’s mean to Vegeta in this story. At least Bulma and Yamcha still like him and/or tolerate his company. And in the end, that’s the only thing that matters.

A quantum singularity is what powers the Romulan Warbirds on Star Trek. It powers the space ships in the Dead Space videogames too.

Amazing. I didn't request this but thank you for filling it.

I love all of it. I love that it cutsaway to the Vegeta/Yamcha/Bulma threesome madness. I love Vegeta's six sense powers. I love that Bulma created a fake identity for Vegeta, a quantum singularity, and has a prenup.

Thank you for your nice comments!

I re-posted this prompt from the old kink meme in order to fill it.

(Probably should have mentioned that in the first post, oops:

http://dragonkink.livejournal.com/721.html?thread=1015249#t1015249

It's on page 20.)

Someone over there suggested the Bulma/Vegeta/Yamcha stuff (almost 4 years ago!), so I included vague Bulma/Vegeta/Yamcha stuff. I've developed a soft spot for that OT3 too. It's been my headcanon for a while that Bulma had to make fake papers for some of her stranger friends and husband. I can see a prenup too; Bulma's the sugar mama in that relationship.

Ignoring B/V/Y, I can imagine Bulma and Yamcha getting along in the future and being good friends. It may have been rocky for a while after they broke up for real, but I can't imagine them hating each other. Vegeta would tolerate his company; some with Bulma's other friends.

Vegeta probably does have a sixth Goku sense. Dude's really obsessed.

Hi, I posted this story over on my AO3 account too.

http://archiveofourown.org/works/9497717

Yes, I am the same person who posted the one about Vegeta and Bulma accidentally hitting on Future Trunks.

seconded please!

Um, I'm actually kinda searching for a fic? I swear I read one a while back (though I forgot the pairing) where Future Trunks got pregnant thanks to hand-wavey alien biology due to being a half-Saiyan but I can't find it again.

If anyone's interested in writing it though, that'd be awesome! Any pairing is welcome! Thank you!

There's a couple of fanfics on AO3. 4RU, Himeofthevalley, and TinySprite all have fics up and there's even a NSFW bit of fanart by AlphaLightBearer (LightBearer).

Pikkon and Olibu are in a relationship they must keep secret from their respective Kais.

There is a severe lack of this pairing!

Tien is really submissive and both Launch's are super kinky. It's Tiens first time doing anything like this so he starts out nervous but eventually is begging for it. Launch revels in Tien turning into her little slut ;)

I watching the DBZ movie "Broly - Second Coming" and the fight scenes with him and Gohan got me thinking.

The scene where he's holding Gohan's arms behind his back and thrusting his knee into him...

The scene where he's holding Gohan in his arms and grinning at his screams of pain and he's pretty much grinding him against his crotch...

Yeahhhh, parts of their fight seemed kind of gay to me and now I want to see a fic with Broly dominating the hell out of Gohan. The other four (Krillin, Trunks, Goten, and Videl) are all unconscious when this happens.

Goten and Gohan need a father.

One of the Z warriors decides to train in the Forest of Terror and ends up having rough, cathartic sex with an imaginary villain clone (preferably someone they've fought before or would hold some kind of grudge against)

I'd love to see Vegeta or Piccolo here, but you've got a ton of options as far as pairings go.

I don't know if anyone is still on here, but is this the fic?

https://gohanxtrunks.net/nudity-gay-sex/posts/dbz-kai-fanfiction/juuchan/feeding-the-flames-620

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The Sequel (Really the end)

Broly/Future Trunks

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(Pikkon/Olibu) Secret Relationship

Tien/Launch femdom BDSM

Broly/Gohan; sadism, rape

Chi-Chi/Piccolo, between the Cell and Buu Saga

Any!Z Fighter / Any!Villain, Hate Sex

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