Our Last Hope | Future Trunks

Chapter 16: Lights

A/N-Trunks' hair is too long in the picture but whatever he's cute cx

Chapter 16: Lights

It only took a couple of weeks for Trunks to heal up after his ordeal with the androids. I was relieved knowing he would be able to make to the hanami here in my hometown, Heiwana City.

Sometime in the afternoon tomorrow, Trunks would traveling back in time. I wanted to spend as much time as possible, after all of would be much longer for him than our would for us in this timeline.

For the past couple of weeks, I'd been staring at old pictures of my family. It was so incredible being able to see what they looked like in color, especially my mother's odd eyes.

Amai had been shopping and looking all over the house for something for me to wear even though I never typically wore anything special to the yearly hanami.

Sometimes people would wear something special to them, a lot of them being outsiders from the city. It was almost like a celebration for surviving one more year for many.

"Hope? Are you in here? Hello?" Amai was calling me, probably about what I was going to wear again.

"No, I didn't find something to wear yet." She was quick to deny what I thought was the answer to her unasked question.

"No not that question again. It's-uh. I found something." She held out a violet dress.

"Cheri wore it to the feast we had at the shelter, I think it was almost a decade ago! Time sure does fly."

I closely examined the dress. It was pleated and was a deep shade of violet with a sweetheart neckline and fell to about knee length.

Amai cleared her throat, "Do you, um, wanna wear it?"

I felt the dress in my hands and took it all together. "Amai, I'd love to wear it. Thank you so much." My carnation haired aunt leaned in and gave me a long, hard embrace.

"You're very welcome. I'm glad I could help."

It took a while for Buruto to get ready since he had over slept and Amai took to much time lecturing him.

Zen and I killed time by playing with his son and my almost 4 year-old nephew, Valor.

After much distraction, we finally met up with the others and the sight of

However, Trunks caught my attention quite easily. It wasn't everyday I saw him wear a white buttoned-down shirt and black pants. He looked really... nice. They all waved at us.

"That dress looks beautiful on you, Hope. Is that the dress Cheri wore the the feast a while back?" My best friend questioned.

I nodded. "I was told so." I didn't know why but I was very nervous. "You should wear that shirt more often, Trunks. I think it looks very handsome on you."

I blushed a little saying that. "Thank you Hope. How about we grab something to eat?" He pointed his thumb behind him where his mother was taking food out of a picnic basket.

I would've said 'Sure' but I'd been feeling shy and simply nodded. It's was. We never usually complimented each other with 'beautiful' and 'handsome'.

It was like the feast nearly a decade ago. I was so happy to see our friends, or have any for that matter. The androids didn't attack anywhere for almost a week. I laughed to myself.

Even murderers need a break too, I thought.

We chatted all day over some food we all brought. Chi-Chi and Bulma made jokes Trunks and I couldn't quite understand, must've been references to their pasts.