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Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z or its characters, they
belong to Akira Toriyama. Author's Notes: I thought that I'd do a little songfic for Mirai
(Future) Trunks. I mean, there are some pretty good songs on my
"Our Lady Peace" tape that apply to him, why let them go to
waste? For this fic, I had to choose between "Is Anybody
Home?", "Lying Awake", and "Blister". You
can guess which won. Enough of my inane rambling, on with the fic! Blister Trunks wandered through the abandoned streets and ruined houses
on all sides. From the look of everything, it was quite obvious that
there was another attack by the androids. He came across one dilapidated house that compelled him to
enter. He was supposed to immune to these horrors of war, but he acted
on that feeling. As he wandered around the inside of what used to be a quaint
home, he stopped to look inside a room. From the remnants of
posters and knick-knacks around the place, the room would have belonged
to a boy, a teenage boy. A mysterious shape on the floor caught Trunks' attention.
He bent down to pick the object, dusted it off, and found out that it was a
tape Walkman. It was a bit blackened, but everything was intact.
It was a miracle that something like that could survive the blasts. Trunks brought the headphones to his ears and fumbled to look for
the play button. What sounded like a lonely introduction crackled from
the tiny speakers. Then a male voice began to sing: "Lately, I can't breathe. "Only, I wonder why. The words seemed to speak to Trunks. The androids always
seemed to be after him. He could do so many other things, but the
androids were his first priority. He had to defeat them. If only
his hands weren't tied. They were his problems, and his alone. No
one would listen if he told them, they're too busy with their own problems. That last part, "Don't touch me", was at least some
reference to him being a sort of loner. "What if I was there? The chorus made him think. What if he was at those attacks
and stopped them before they happened? Or what if he could just at
least be scared of going into battle? What was he waiting for, the
androids to just finally track him home and kill him there? But he had
to go back into the fight. "Lonely, I'm wandering, That was what he was doing, going around, patrolling the
attacks. But he had let everyone down so many times, they were too
strong for him. Why should anyone trust him to take care of such a big
responsibility? "What if I was there? Now, his mother had invented a time machine that would let him go
back, and stop this hell before it can even start. He can be
there. He had to admit, he was scared of failing, but he'll come back
from his mission. Return successful. "You wonder why, Trunks mulled over this though so many times. Why did this
world have to happen? He didn't know, it was just fate. And it
seemed that everyone was asking the same thing. He flashed back to a
surveys of destroyed cities. And the devastated people who would tug at
his clothes and shout and cry at him. He wasn't going to let them down. There weren't many people
to protect, but many deaths to avenge. He hoped going back would solve
it all. He sat there, listening to the rest of the song. "And what if I was there? The last of the song faded away. Trunks took out the tape,
which was well sheltered inside the player. He brushed aside a lock of
his lavender hair, and pocketed the tape inside his jacket. He had to get back home and ask his mother it she could install a
tape player inside the time machine. Maybe this little tape would give
him some more music to listen to on his trip, and a little inspiration to go
on. The End Additional Author's Notes: The original meaning of the song was
that everyone is so wrapped up in their problems, making them bigger than
what they are, and if they do something wrong, the world (a blister) is ready
to explode and just spread out some really bad consequences upon us. I
don't really know that much about Mirai Trunks, but I tried. I hope
that I did good. Trunks fans, don't hate for this. Same goes for
Our Lady Peace fans. Just keep those comments coming, and if I receive
a flame, into the furnace it goes! |