Kera:
Kera's gaze wandered restlessly back and forth between Trunks from the future, who lay unconscious on the couch in the pavilion, and Vegeta. Vegeta looked just as tense as she did. It never meant anything good when Trunks from the future came to them. First Frieza, who had come back to Earth after the battle on Namek, then the androids and Cell. No, his appearance meant trouble. A lot of trouble.
Piccolo and Kera had flown to Vegeta that morning. She had arranged to meet him and Kakarrot there for a training session and Piccolo had accompanied her. He liked to spend the time with Bulma in the lab. Their relationship with each other was now at a friendly level, which still surprised Kera sometimes.
Beerus and Whis, who had supervised their training in the morning, were now also standing near the pavilion. Both were obviously curious as to who had so suddenly appeared with a strange flying machine. And young Trunks could hardly hide his curiosity as well.
'Will you let me in on your thoughts?' Piccolo's voice in her head was like a warm breeze in summer and almost reflexively she reached for his hand. His fingers intertwined with hers and he took another step closer. His arm touched hers.
'We're in for trouble.'
'That's what I thought. So back to training?'
Kera looked down at the ground in dismay. After the tournament against the Sixth Universe, she had promised to spend more time with her family. Now that time seemed to be threatened again.
'Hopefully Kakarrot will be along with the Senzu Bean in a moment,' she evaded his question. Her gaze wandered upwards, even though she knew Kakarrot would teleport here from Master Korin's tower. As she did so, something else caught her eye.
"Crap. It's already noon. We promised Reyak we'd watch Gine so he could meet up with Trunks," she whispered to Piccolo.
"Reyak is on his way here." Piccolo tilted his head slightly to the left and that was when Kera also noticed that Reyak was on his way to them. "Menka too," Piccolo added with slight surprise in his voice.
"Wasn't she with Dende?"
Piccolo nodded.
A hiss indicated that Kakarrot was back and at the next blink of an eye, Kakarrot was standing in the pavilion.
"Vegeta!"
Vegeta turned to him with his hand already open and caught the Senzu Bean that Kakarrot tossed to him. Immediately Vegeta bent down and shoved the bean into Trunks' mouth.
With bated breath they all watched the older Trunks, who opened his eyes after a few seconds. Bulma gave a sigh of relief.
"Trunks! How are you?" She leaned down to him, but he fought her off.
Startled, he straightened up and eyed those present. His gaze lingered on Kakarrot. His eyebrows furrowed in anger, he let out a grim cry and sped towards Kakarrot.
Completely perplexed, he reacted by jerking his hand up and catching Trunks' fist. Time seemed to stand still for a moment.
"Trunks, what's wrong with you?" Kakarrot looked at him more in wonder than annoyance.
From Trunks' face, anger gave way to realisation and he quickly took a step backwards. "Goku?"
"What's wrong?" Bulma took a step towards her son from the future.
"Mom! You're alive!" Tears came to the young man's eyes.
"Trunks! Talk already!" Vegeta tried to drown out the relief that his son was alright with his typical gruff manner.
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I am Kera, a Saiyan Warrior Princess
FanficAfter losing to Goku in the 23rd Great Fighting Tournament, Piccolo wanders the earth in search of a suitable training ground. His only drive is to become stronger and defeat Goku in their next encounter to take over the world. One day, he is jolted...