AU Androids attack. Onehot (maybe, depends)
"...Bulma?"
Vegeta's voice was unnaturally soft, as he cradled the limp body in his hands. "Bulma? Are you okay?"
"Bulma? Can you open your eyes? Say something?" He rocked her gently from side to side, stroking her cheek. Her blue hair was streaked red and her clothes were soaked with blood, her lips slightly open. Her arm was outstretched when he found her, as if she was reaching for something before the roof collapsed.
Vegeta ran his fingers through her thick, matted hair and whispered softly in her ear. "I'm sorry. Please wake up."
Her eyes remained closed, as the sun set behind her.
The prince lay her down on an unscorched patch of grass. He stood up, scanning the area for something-anything! A sign that someone else was alive. he turned to face what was left of Capsule Corporation, now reduced to a heap of rubble.
There was a faint ki in the back.
Vegeta rushed over and started clawing through the bricks and pieces of furniture, splintered and smashed. He'd recognize that ki anywhere. He's still alive. He tossed aside a large brick, then another, to reveal a small, sobbing child.
He picked Trunks up and held him close to his chest. It was the first time Vegeta has ever held him. "Trunks, it's okay, Daddy's here…" Vegeta whispered, stroking the infant's forehead. he did not know if Trunks understood him, but the child ceased his crying and stared up at his father in large, unblinking eyes.
Trunks shivered against his father's large, warm chest. His leg was twisted in odd angles and there was a nasty cut on his forehead. It didn't look to serious, but Trunks's ki was falling at an incredible speed.
It was only then Vegeta felt something sticky on his hand.
Vegeta looked down-blood. Fresh. He examined Trunks in his arms, and saw. There was a large hole in his stomach, blood was draining from it. "...oh." Vegeta pursed his lips and resisted the urge to cry. He have not shed tears since the episode with Frieza on Namek,a dn he was determined to keep it that way, but…
"Papa."
He stared down in shock. Trunks's blue eyes looked up at him, his bottom lip quivering. Then he opened his mouth and let another small, two-syallable sound come out. "Papa."
His eyes welled up with tears. He had missed Trunks 'first word' or so Bulma put it, but at that time he didn't care. "The brat would be speaking like an adult soon. One or two words in his early days wouldn't make a difference."
He was wrong.
"Papa…" Trunks said again, with significantly more difficulty. Vegeta rocked him slowly. "Shush, Trunks." Trunks pouted-he had no intention on being silenced. "Papa!" he said, with more effort each time.
Vegeta shook his head-'no'. "Save your strength, Trunks." He didn't want him to stop, honestly. He wanted him to say more, to hear his voice. Trunks wouldn't survive the night. That blast in his stomach was fatal-somehow the infant had made it this long. Vegeta wanted to listen to Trunks forever, as if that would make up for the times he didn't.
As if reading his mind, Trunks opened his mouth and gurgled. "L-lo. Lov Papa." he choked out, and started wailing again.
Vegeta felt his heart break. "I love you too." It was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard.
Sometime into the night, Trunks stopped crying.
End.