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"It's your what!?"

"My design. Classified design actually. Just something I was messing with at home when I'm feeling creative. I was trying to come up with some space worthy ship that looked and performed better than this heep we're currently in. That's the ONLY working prototype too."

"Trunks?"

"What Bra?"

Bra looked her brother over carefully. She was concerned for his health and the chance that he could 'pit bull' on them at any given moment. "Are you feeling any better?"

Trunks nodded. "Why?"

"You're still naked."

Trunks looked down at himself then at the two ladies currently on board. He blushed then decided to try being 'cool' in the wake of the embarrassing moment, if only to save face. "So I see."

"So, cover it man! I don't want to see my brother's thing!" Bra yelled as she tossed a towel onto Trunks' lap.

"Geesh Bra, you act as if you have never seen one before." Trunks taunted with a sly smirk and wink.It was the perfect set-up for a change of subject. There was no way Bra would let anyone stay on the offensive against her for long.

"I have---HEY!"

"I'm sure father will want to discuss that matter with you upon your return home, but for now, there's more important matters, like...my PROTOTYPE SHIP here in space!" Trunks replied as he brought their own ship closer to the now stationary black ship. He flicked through the various frequencies until he detected one the black ship was aligned with. "Unidentified ship, identify yourself!" Trunks commanded over the radio.

"Pathetic." was the only response given from the pilot of the ship.

"D-dad!?"

"Me too!" came yet another voice from the black ship.

"Goten!? You too!? What the-how did-?"

"Story later boy. We need to leave NOW."

"eeesh, fine." Trunks muttered as he throttled up and turned his ship to follow the already-some-distance-away black ship.

"Guess Pan's riding home with them?" Marron mentioned if only to break the strange silence amidst the surprising meeting of familiar faces.

Neither Trunks nor Bra responded. But the evil trademark smirk formed upon Bra's face.

Trunks read it for exactly what it meant. "What?"

"Dad's gonna kill ya. Mom's gonna kill ya more."

"Yeah right."

"Mom likely made dad go on this little trip against his will and mom's been having to run the company while you did this little run away game."

"So why did you bother to try to come out here and find me eh?"

"Wasn't entirely me bro. Ask the other two females on this trip. They couldn't do it without a skillful genius like me y'know."

Marron humphed at the ego boost Bra just gave herself. "It really does run in your family doesn't it." she commented dryly.

"What does?" Trunks and Bra answered in unison.

"The ego man. If it gets any larger in here, we'll be in danger of running out of oxygen."

"Yeah, whatever." Trunks and Bra replied unsure of exactly what Marron was rambling about.

Meanwhile on the other ship, Pan was getting more answers from her chatty uncle.

"So you tagged along Goten. I'm rather surprised you'd skip a date to go space riding ALONE with VEGETA here."

"Trunks is my best friend. I'd risk riding with this stuck---"

"WATCH IT BOY!"

"This experienced space warrior" Goten corrected then continued. "Besides, I don't have another date until this weekend. Parisu is on some trip with her parents."

"Oh, so it was a trade off."

"No. I miss Trunks too."

"When we found him, he wasn't exactly himself. He was like a wild beast or something. I thought he had rabies or some sick virus and he was all bloody and dirty. I'm not sure what those bitches did to him, but whatever it was, it was able to reduce a super saiyan to a mere animal."

"They were mate seeking." Vegeta added out of nowhere. "Saiyan females are aggressive and relentless in the desire to mate. Males are mere sperm factories. We mate as quickly as possible and then depart rapidly. We are warriors afterall. Select females stay behind to continue the race. The females rotate between fighting and bearing offspring. Males have no part other than a quick lay and sperm deposition. It's similar to your horse breeding industry on Earth."

"Well that seems rather dull and one-sided." Pan commented then something clicked. "If it's that quick, then do you think those females did anything to Trunks, you know, like raped him if only for sperm?"

"If they did, they're not around to bring anything forth now are they." Vegeta commented with a devillish smirk.

"There were more on the planet Vegeta. Aren't you worried that maybe one of them could've gotten some of your bloodline's---"

"Trunks may not train much, but I doubt he'd let anyone take advantage of him. He has too much of his mother in him."

"But he may have been drugged or something right?"

"There isn't a drug in this universe that can thoroughly break through a saiyan mind." Vegeta replied with pride.

"Hey, they're finally beside us." Goten interrupted as he peered out one of the windows. He could see Marron and Bra waving back at him. He waved back.

"Do you wish to ride with them?" Vegeta asked Pan.

"I suppose. The ride back from here is a little long and my stuff's all on board that ship."

"Aw man Pan, don't leave me with him" Goten whispered.

"I HEARD THAT BOY! I have saiyan hearing too, idiot." Vegeta yelled.

Goten cringed. But before he could completely cower into a corner, Vegeta opened the comm to the other ship.

"Prepare to dock. You have two to board." Vegeta commanded.

"Acknowledged." Trunks replied. It was always wiser to keep conversation at a minimum when speaking with Vegeta.

Moments later, Pan and Goten joined the others.

"Hey dude...heheh, you're naked."

"I know that idiot."

Goten snickered. "You're naked and you have two girls here who you could do stuff with. There's one here I could have too." Goten remarked as he winked at Bra.

"Is getting laid the only thing in that empty head of yours?" Bra sarcastically shot back.

"This isn't an orgy ship Mr. Goten." Marron added though deep within her head were visions of taking Trunks here, now, on the floor in a fit of ravenous passion. Similar thoughts were also dancing upon Pan's mind.

"That's it. Pan fly. I"m taking a shower and getting something on." Trunks remarked as he stood and walked out of the room.

"Ain't he grumpy now." Goten said as he watched his best friend depart.

Trunks gave out a relaxing sigh as the warm water snaked down his bruised, battered body and aching muscles. He closed his eyes and just let the water do its work. But his mind was racing. He didn't want to go back to the life he had before. But he didn't like the life he had while in space either. Changes were going to be made and others would have to accept them whether they agreed with him or not. He got very little out of his little journey, but what he did get was more self-knowledge than he ever thought possible. He was a changed man. He'd never be the same Trunks ever again. His inner fire had ignited his primal self. Primal and modern were going to have to coexist in one being. His saiyan side would show more of itself rather than being supressed for humanity's sake. Perhaps he'd be more of his father's son than his mother's now. Only time would tell. One thing was for sure though...Trunks was in control of his own life now.

Meanwhile Vegeta, now relaxed in his solitude, led them on the long journey back to Earth. He of course didn't hesitate to scan any planet they passed by for any opportunity of battle or trouble. He also made a map of the areas for future reference. Saiyans still existed and so far, every saiyan they ran into was trouble. History would likely repeat itself again someday.

to be continued in the final chapter of this fic!