a/n: This is, sort of, my first fic, so please don't be so harsh with this old lady here. English isn't my first language, so if there are spelling mistakes or the sentence structures are wrong I apologies in advance, and don't mind if you let me know.
Today was a great day for him, summer vacations were over. Now that his son was back to school, and his daughter was in her first day of pre k, he was finally able to train without holding back because Trunks couldn't keep up, and without interruption from Bra, who, most of the time, would drag him to play with her. Also with Bulma in the office full-time now, since her parents went to a trip around the world to celebrate their anniversary, Vegeta has the house to himself, for at least eight hours. However his peace last a couple of hours.
Vegeta sighed when he heard the front door being slam, followed the screams from his wife, who he assumed were toward to Trunks.
"I can't believe you!" Bulma yelled to her child, while throwing her purse to the couch, "How do you manage to get in trouble within just a few minutes in your first day of high school, ah?"
Ignoring his mother, Trunks let his backpack slide off from his right arm, and placed it in the floor, he was not in the mood to talk, less hear whatever she had to say.
"HEY," she yelled louder, at the sight of her son reaching for the remote control "I'm talking to you, I swear that I'm going to…"
"What are you going to do?" now with the remote in his hands an annoyed Trunks, interrupted her when he saw her hand up as threatened him to backslap him, "Slap me? Come on, here." the thirteen years old said while offering his left cheek.
Bulma knowing that it would hurt more to her and probably nothing to the teen, she bite her bottom lip in frustration, as she lowered her hand to the side, and turned it into a fist, if she could, she would beat the crap out of the kid, stupid Sayan heritage.
"That's what I thought" Trunks said showing his triumph whit a smirk.
"I will be the one that will slap you, if you keep being this insolent." Vegeta said while taking the remote out of Trunks hand and causing him to feel a chill thru his spine. "What the hell did he do this time?" he asked to his wife.
"One of his classmates has a broken nose, courtesy of you son, who got suspended for a week"
"I thought you promised to behave."
Trunks again kept silence.
"Trunks, I won't repeat myself." Vegeta scolds him, trying not to lose the little patience he had left.
Trunks knowing what was best for him, replied "I promised that I would try, and believe me I tried"
"Well, you should have try harder." Bulma told him
"Oh, shut up, this is all your damn fault!" Trunks scream at his mother, don't caring the threat his father gave him just a few minutes ago. Vegeta just gave him a look, letting him know that would let only that one pass.
Bulma was shock at the accusation that his son gave, but no enough to keep her quiet, as if there something that would, "How the hell this is my fault? And do NOT scream at me again."
"I told you I didn't want to skip a year," Trunks started to explain in a lower voice, knowing that his father won't forgive him twice "that asshole was making fun of me the whole time, about me being a nerd, about me being short", Trunks was the same height as his father, "I lost it when he implied that the reason I'm in the ninth grade was because of your influences and money, no one questions my intellect."
"That doesn't make me responsible for your actions, you were the one that punch the kid, not me. I don't get why would upset you so much to finish school early, I finish high school at sixteen, and still was way too long for me, I couldn't wait to get out into the world."
"That's you mom, I don't need to get out of school to go to an 'adventure', I was just fine in middle school, I knew that would happened, plus Goten finally convince Chi Chi to let him go to a public school instead of homeschooling, and because of me no being there Chi Chi won't let him, Goten really wanted to."
"If we are going to point finger, the reason you got in too much trouble is that you finished your work way early than the rest of the class, causing you boredom, and as a result you ended up misbehaving to amuse yourself." His mother said, now smiling knowing that what she will say next would turn the table on her favor. "So you being at a class that it is closer to your intellectual level is what you need to minimize the bad behavior" Bulma One, kid zero she thought, and finally added: "And is not my fault that Chi Chi is an overprotective mother."
"And how did that work out for you? He got suspended within two hours." Vegeta asked cynically, and to think she is the 'genius.'
"Not helping Vegeta."
Trunks now full of confidence that his father score one for him added more fuel to the fire "I also told you that I rather being homeschooled that go to that stupid private school, if you wanted me to finish school sooner. I'm sure Chi Chi wouldn't mind teach me."
It was time to change tactics, yelling and accusing wasn't working for Bulma, maybe sweet talking would help her "Oh honey, I just want you to have normal life experiences as possible."
Before Trunks could open his mouth to give his opinion, his father spoke first "He'll never have what you call 'normal' life, woman, he isn't even whole human, and what he has of human, he got it from you, and you are not precisely normal human being. So do not expect him to be what he isn't."
Is my dad really defending me? Trunks thought to himself, trying to don't show how surprised he was through his face. In the other hand, Bulma was about to explode in anger, how he dare to refute everything she was saying, and to make the matter worse, in front of their son.
"Still no helping Vegeta, you should be supporting me, no going against everything I say."
Oh shit, blood is about to run here, you better get the heck out of here. Trunks advise himself, aiming to the stair, maybe his parents were too busy arguing to notice him fleeing the scene. He made it almost half way upstairs when his mother spotted him trying to escape.
"Where the hell do you think are you going, I'm not done with you, so bring your, soon to be, sorry ass down here, now"
"I told Goten I would pass by his house today after I got out school," he lied, "I'm out of school so…"
"I don't recall you asking me permission to go anywhere," Bulma catch the lie at the second he open his mouth "and if you did, that permission is revoke, since you are going to be grounded for a long, long time young man."
Trunks sighing at the defeat of his no so clever attempt to escape, started to go down the stairs slowly.
"I was the one who give him permission to go." Vegeta lie. Trunks was so astonished that couldn't move, Ok, that it, this is totally weird, he is not just defending me, but he is also being my accomplice by giving an alibi to my lie, who are you and what you have done to my father? That's the only think the shocked teenager could think. "And he is not going to be grounded." Vegeta finished.
"WHAAAT!?" Both mother yelled in union, no believing what they just heard. "Ve... Vegeta he got in trouble, and when he gets in trouble he has to be punish." Bulma mange to say, while Trunks was unable to remember how to talk.
"He is not at fault, the brat told you that he did no desire to go a higher level of education, he even tried to compromise on the homeschooling thing. I do recall him telling you his concerns on not fitting in that school. But of course, as always, you did whatever you please." Bulma was about to protest to Vegeta's decision, but he was faster and finished up. "This is what is going to happen, Trunks, you will promise to behave," Vegeta looked at him, and Trunks, still unable to speak, nodded a yes, " Good, if you broke your promise, there will be consequences, if you keep it we'll reconsider the homeschooling thing for the next half of the year, but your mother would hire a person to instruct you, there no way in hell I would let Kakarotto's wife be the one to educate you. Are we clear?"
"Y…yes dad."
Bulma, for the first time in years, didn't know what to say, he was right Trunks wasn't at full fault. The problem was addressed with professionalism, Trunks was indirectly punished, by having to go to the school that he didn't like; plus, with the threat of his father, who also would reward him if he behave, for sure the teen will not get in troubles for at least a couple of months. The resolution was just perfect. Vegeta just stood there, enjoying the troubled look in his wife's face, waiting for her reply, but as in cue, Bulma's cell phone rang breaking the tense silence in the room.
"You, you are lucky they need me in the office." Bulma took her purse and ran out the house, slamming one more time the front door. She lost, but there was no way she would admit that.
"Dad? ... Did you just won an argument against mom?"
"I won? …. Of…of course I won."
"Thank you for, you know, just now." Trunks wasn't sure which words would be the right ones, no wanting to talk more that he should or ask what he knew may never be answer, he just kept it simple. Vegeta just reply with him an 'hmph', and stated to walk back to the gravity room.
"So, I better get going to Geten's, we don't want mom to think we 'lied' to her, right?"
"No, we don't want that, besides, 'I did give you permission go.'"
"Dad?"
"What you want now boy?"
"If mom send you to sleep on the couch, you can sleep in my room."
Vegeta smirked and said, "You bet.", while returning to the gravity room. He felt his son's ki leave the house, he was at peace again, he got to be the good guy in the boy's eyes, and he won an argument against his wife. Indeed, today was a great day.
A/N: I fixed some spelling mistakes that I was point out, thank you.