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Salvation With Love
by Dreamofbeing
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When Goten's world is falling apart, Trunks is determined to pick up the pieces but when Trunks loses his memory, who can Goten count on? Family? Will Trunks ever regain his memory? Find out in this roller coaster ride of love and drama.
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Chapter 01
"Trunks, be reasonable dear," said his grandmother Bunny Briefs to her grandson. "I'm not getting any younger, and I would like to see you start a family.""Let me get this straight," Trunks said as he sat back in his chair at his company, Capsule Corporation. "You made an appointment with me, so you could suggest something that I don't even want. What does grandpa have to say about this?" he asked as he leaned forward, his arms resting on his desk.
"He's nothing but supportive," said Bunny.
"Well that's great but I'm fine with the ways things are. I'm sorry if this disappoints you, but I make my own choices. They will never be chosen for me, understand?"
"You're as stubborn as your father. At this rate your sister will marry and have children before you with what's his name."
"Ubb, well then everything is solved. You can stop bothering me about it."
"And what would your mother think of this decision you've made?"
"She's more than supportive about my choices as is everyone in the family but you. So if there's nothing more to talk about, I have to get back to work. It was nice to see you as always grandma."
Trunks had finally finished all the work he wanted to get done for the night and decided to go flying for a while to clear his head. The night was cool, but the air was refreshing. As he landed on the seats facing the stadium, he smiled, remembering for a moment how easy his life had been at eight years old. Fighting bad guys and saving the world were a piece of cake compared to his life now. He was barely left alone by the media as the grandson and son of Dr. Briefs and Bulma Briefs. When he became president, it only got worse. Everyone was waiting to see what he did next and would be right there to tear him up in the news or on TV. He let out a sigh before he heard footsteps coming his way.
"Father?"
"Is that annoying blonde harpy giving you a hard time?"
"Nothing I can't handle. I wish she would lay off though. So what brings you here?"
"You've been working long hours lately and coming home late. Your mother's worried."
"I'm fine."
"Yes of course son that's a very convincing answer," said Vegeta sarcastically.
"I'm a grown man. I don't have to tell you or mom anything."
"As long as you're living under our roof, it is our business."
"Well maybe I'll move out."
"I'm not complaining. I don't know why you haven't moved out a long time ago."
"I think I've felt comfortable for so long. I never really thought about it."
"Just so you know, moving out won't solve your problems Trunks. They'll still be there no matter how far you go in life."
"It's a great life lesson to be sure father, but it's late, I have work tomorrow, and I need to sleep."
Before they both took off, a broadcast on the big screen near the stadium caught their eyes. The headline was bright and bold on the screen as it read, Son Goten Brought To Satan Emergency Hospital For Attempting Suicide. That's all Trunks could focus on. The words drowned out by the words.
"Trunks, TRUNKS! We need to get to the hospital now!" yelled Vegeta.
Trunks followed his father as he flew with confusion and sadness into the night. He knew he would require answers from his best friend. He wasn't sure he wanted to hear them. He wasn't sure he was going to like the answers he found when he got there.
