So I just kind of came up with this fic from looking at this picture .com/?q=vegeta%20and%20trunks&order=9&offset=192#/d1yv6a6. I hope u like it R&R.
After the first time Mirai Trunks had left to his timeline after defeating Freeza the Z-gang had also separated. Before they separated Goku had told Bulma to "have a healthy baby" to which Bulma had no idea what he meant.
Now 7 years latter Vegeta was sitting on the expensive couch in the living room of Capsule Corp thinking about those 4 words Goku had said. Sure his son wasn't perfect but he was close enough to perfect for Vegeta. Trunks had a weak immune system and constantly got sick but that didn't matter to Vegeta because that just meant he got to comfort him & hold him often.
"Vegeta!" His thoughts where interrupted by his wife calling his name. A second latter Bulma walked into the living room wearing a red mini dress with a yellow hanker shift around her neck and carrying a 4 year old Trunks. Vegeta looked at his son that was being carried by his mother and was being balanced in her hips. He was wearing a light yellow t-shirt, baby blue short and was barefooted. He had his small head against his mothers neck so you couldn't see his face only his lavender hair that Vegeta loved so much. His thoughts where interrupted again at the sound of his wife calling his name again.
"Vegeta! Did you listen to a word I just said?", she asked him. She was now staring down at him. "Never mind, I need you to take care of Trunks for a few hours. My mom and I are going to buy everything for tonight's big dinner and I can't take Trunks because he has a fever and he threw up a few minutes ago. Now normally I would have my dad take care of him but right now he is in a very important business meeting so he can't. Now Vegeta I know you probably want to train right now but please just please take care of Trunks while I'm gone. Okay?", Bulma, finished with a smile that she knew Vegeta couldn't resist.
"Fine woman I'll take care of the child", Vegeta said as he stood up.
"Grate! Know I'll be away for about 3 hours but if there is anything and I mean anything you need just call me. I will have my phone on at all times. If he gets hungry I have everything you will need in the fridge. I'll try to come back as soon as possible", Bulma finished as she passed Trunks to Vegeta. Vegeta carefully took the child and positioned him like Bulma had.
"Don't worry I'll take good care of him. It's not like this is the first time", Vegeta said with a smile. He then looked down at Trunks who had his face in the crook of Vegeta's neck.
"Ok then. Be good to daddy Tunks", Bulma said and then kissed the top of Trunks' head and Vegeta briefly in the lips. With that she was gone.
Vegeta was know standing in the middle of his living room carrying his son. He decided to sit back down on the couch where he had previously been. He gently adjusted Trunks in his arms so that the boy was more comfortable.
"So I totally forgot about the damn dinner your mother is putting on tonight. Everyone of her dumb friends is coming. It's going to be hell here tonight. Well I guess you wouldn't know since you have never met them… lucky you", Vegeta softly spoke to the boy. It was weird to him how he talked to the boy. He talked to him differently. He talked soft, gentle, and kind to Trunks where as to other people he was a complete jerk.
Vegeta at that moment couldn't remember why he talked to Trunks like that until the boy looked up at him. His eyes… Trunks had those ocean blue eyes just like him mother. Those eyes that Vegeta loved to death and would give anything just to see them. Even though Trunks' eyes where the same color as his mother's, his where different. They where glossy. The boy was blind.
"Papa", Trunks said with his little, shy, high pitched voice.
"Yes", Vegeta said not taking his eyes off his son's.
"I'm hungry daddy", Trunks responded.
"Then lets get you something to eat", Vegeta said as he got up and carried the boy in the direction of their kitchen. As he walked down the hall Vegeta kept thinking of two words "Papa and Daddy" two words that made his day and only excepted them coming from his son's mouth. In the past he would have never imagined that someday a little boy would ever call him that. Yet whenever his little champ called him that he never could imagine not being called that. Even though Trunks was not the perfect child a prince was suppose to have he was Vegeta's life, pride, joy, and most importantly his own little piece of heaven and no body would ever take that away from him.
So what did you think let me know if I should keep going or leave it at a one-shot.