Our Last Hope | Future Trunks

Chapter 15: A New Plan

Chapter 15: A New Pan

Hope's P.O.V.

What was wrong with this boy! I had been enjoying having color for the first time and wanted him to join in, but he had to go and nearly get himself killed.

I couldn't focus, I just wanted to cry and didn't know why. I tightly gripped his unconscious body in my arms. Trunks kept on waking up and mumbling something I couldn't here. I whispered to him each time, "Things will be okay. Hang on, Trunks."

Bulma's eyes shed tears at the sight of her son, her only surviving family, unconscious.

She got him cleaned and bandaged up right away. No need to ask what happened, nowadays it was always the fault of the androids.

I sat outside the room Trunks was being treated. Bulma came out the room to check up on me.

"Thank you so much for bringing back my son. I don't know what I'd do without you." Without looking in her direction, I nodded once. She must've seen something was wrong and seemed concerned.

"Trunks will be alright. No need to worry, Hope." I let out an exasperated sigh. I knew that, but that wasn't the problem.

Even though it didn't help much, I thanked her as convincingly as I could and sat there for a long while as she cared for Trunks.

She walked by and told something shocking. "By the way, it was Trunks who developed the new eyes drops, not me. He had some spare time and wanted to do something for you for once. I couldn't have done it myself anyways. That boy is something else."
Trunks made them? I didn't think he even knew much about the condition of my eyes.

I heard her talking to him and soon she came over saying that if I wanted to, I could see him. Of course I didn't want to, I was furious at him, but I felt like I needed to.

I stormed into the room and stood by him. His eyes stared at me, almost as if he were in awe. Awe by what? Then I realized.

I see his colors. His blue eyes. His tan skin. His lavender hair. Everything. My god. So this is what those colors truly look like.

"Trunks, why are you staring at me." His eyes widened immediately. "Oh, uh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry about everything." And everything. That's what hit me.

I desperately wanted to comment on how outstanding the eye drops were, but the emotional suffering I was in was unbearable.

"That was really stupid. You're insane. You have to have known you weren't going to win, Trunks! I'm just- I'm so through with you! And-and all this!"

It took me a moment to suddenly realize, I was crying. In front of Trunks. Again. This was so frustrating. I hated crying in front of him. Hated it.

"Hope, why do you always seem so ashamed to cry in front of me. Your a person too."

What do I say?

"Because," I thought for a moment and realized why I had been like that.

"I guess after all this time, you've progressed more than me over time. I've been afraid of you treating me like I'm younger. I know I am bit it's only by a year. I feel like if I spoke weakness, I'll be treated like a child and won't be able to show my full potential,

He was silent, almost in shock.

Did I say too much?

Trunks smiled at me, "I'm in a hospital room after being beaten near to death, if anything I'm showing more weakness than all the times you've cried, Hope."

I cringed when he seemed so casual about his confrontation with the androids. "Don't joke about that. You were really dumb."

"But it's still true." I gave him a disapproving look. "Alright, I'm sorry but that experience really changed my point of view. I spoke about it with my mother and we've decided once I'm healed, I'm going to travel back in time to give Goku the antidote and warn about the androids. I'll wait a year for the time machine to charge up again and then I'll go back to check things out."

I did in utter shock. "What? But-but you've always disagreed about it and-"

"I told you my point of view changed. We can see Gohan, Cheri, my father, you could even see you're parents." My heart skipped a beat.

My parents. I whispered it out loud. "My parents. My family." It's almost too good to be true, but I'm not ready.
"When you return to check things out after a year I'll go but for now I need to train. I want to get better with my new vision and all." I smiled at him and he smiled back. "I know it was you, Trunks."

He looked confused. "What? What are you talking about?"

"Don't play dumb with me. You made the new eye drops."

"My mother told you, didn't she?" I answered with a single not nod. "She can be a blabber mouth."

"It was really sweet of you, thank you." I finally said. Now I tested my head on my arms, which rested on his bed.

"Oh, well, your welcome. You know I'd do anything for you, Hope." His beautiful blue eyes glimmered and my heart skipped a beat.

My lips were about to say something I knew they'd regret. "I-I..."

Love you, Trunks.

"...Need to get going." My head shot up.

Hope you idiot...

"Oh... really? So soon?" He asked trying to get up but resulted in him cringing and groaning.

"Stop you'll injure yourself more, Trunks." I attempted to settle him back down.

"I'm fine. I-agh!" His hands gripped his ribcage.

"Trunks stop!" The pain in his groans shot fear through me.

"I'm-Okay. I-I just really wanted to properly say goodbye."

"Huh?"

The lavender haired boy motion me over with his finger and I happily obliged.

My arms wrapped around him softly but he gave me a hard squeeze, showing how strong he still was. "Hope?"

"Yeah Trunks."

"I-" It was unbearable to hear him stop. I wondered what was on his mind. He soon finished his sentence, but I don't think it was what he originally planned to say.

"I-I um. I care about you Hope."