Chapter 1
The future.
In a sleazy bar in a sleazy part of the Western Capitol.
A handsome young man with lavender hair was scanning the
singles bar. The expression on his face was not the usual serious
one. His sight was set on a sexy redhead in a sexy little red
dress. He can tell she's been watching him too.
Now to make my move..he thought.
He moved to where she sat.
"Hello beautiful. May I buy you a drink?" he asked her, his eyes trailing over her body which the dress wasn't doing a terribly good job of covering.
"Why, sure handsome..." she purred sexily.
This is easy he thought to himself. I should've done this years ago.
As the bartender handed their drinks, the young man's hand 'accidentally' touched her hips. She giggled. The hand trailed down. I want your pant..
Then, suddenly SLAP!
"Why you perverted PIG!"
She turned around in a huff and left Oolong there, blinking.
"Shit." He murmured to himself. "Didn't realize it was 5 minutes already."
Oolong was still recovering from the slap when he realized a woman had taken the seat next to him.
"Hello sexy..." he heard a voice say.
"Huh? You talking to me?"
"Of course..." she said in a sexy voice.
Oolong couldn't believe his luck. He just nearly jumped her when she disappeared in a puff of smoke.
"Gotcha! You horny pig!" In her place was a floating cat-like creature, laughing hysterically.
"Grr...Why you.." Oolong was really mad now. He sulked.
"What are you doing in a place like this, anyway? I didn't think you'd be the type."
Puaru sobered down. "Nothing. It just reminds me of Yamucha, that's all. He used to go to this bar, and sometimes he took me along."
He was silent for a while. "Has it been 20 years already, since they all died?"
Oolong looked at the various bottles displayed at the counter.
"That's all in the past. The cyborgs are gone now. Life must go on." He changed the topic. "Have you been to see Trunks and Bulma lately?"
"No. Bulma's real busy trying to rebuild the city. And Trunks, he seemed a bit different after his trip to the past."
The last time Puaru went to see them was a month after the cyborgs had mysteriously disappeared. Trunks had looked so withdrawn. He didn't seem to notice Puaru or anything else. Bulma was worried about him, but couldn't reach him.
"I sometimes regret sending him back. He never told me what happened in the past. And yeah, he destroyed the cyborgs," she added, knowing what was on Puaru's mind.
"But don't tell anyone. I don't think he can handle all this right now," she turned away as she blinked away a tear. Poor Bulma.
Puaru turned his attention to the TV.
"...In the news this evening. Ms Bulma, scientist and head of Capsule Corporation, has died in hospital tonight. She was found critically injured together with her son Trunks, found dead at her side. So far, there is no clue as to the identity of the murderer or murderers. Ms Bulma had contributed a lot to the rebuilding of Western Capitol..."
Puaru and Oolong stared at the TV screen in shock as it shows pictures of Bulma and Trunks.
"So...everybody's gone now," Oolong muttered quietly.