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"Now how did this happen again?" A confused Bulma asked as she put a sling on Trunks' broken arm.
"I told you already woman! I opened up the door, he was behind it, and he slammed against the wall and broke his god damn arm!" Vegeta said leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.
"Vegeta, I was asking Trunks." Bulma turned to her son who was sitting on a plain white bed. "Now, what happened Trunks?" Trunks looked over at his dad who was daring the boy with eyes to try and tell the truth. Trunks bit his bottom lip and looked down at the ground, he mummbled something that Bulma couldn't hear. "What? Trunks, speak up honey." Trunks looked up.
"I said, that's exactly what happened." Bulma frowned and looked at her husband.
"Next time, don't open the door so damn hard." Bulma walked out of the room, leaving the two men alone. Vegeta glared at Trunks and walked over to his son. He stared menicingly down at the boy. He put his hand on the boy's lavender hair, grabbed a handfull, and pulled back Trunks' head. Trunks swallowed hard.
"Next time you won't be so lucky, you filthy piece of slime." Vegeta pushed Trunks back and the boy hit the wall. Vegeta turned and walked out of the room. After a few minutes, Trunks' heart beat returned to normal. ~Why is Dad so damn abusive? What did I do to deserve this? Why me? Why was I born? If there really is a god out there, please help me. Please. Why the hell can't I tell Mom the truth? Why?~ Trunks got up and walked out of the room and upstairs to his bedroom. Once in the privacy of his room, he buried his face in his pillow and cried.
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"What did you just say to me?!" Vegeta barked at his son.
"I called you an asshole!!" Trunks yelled at his dad. It was three months after the little broken arm incident. Now Trunks and his dad were in the kitchen, fighting. Bulma was at the doctors for a check-up. A baby was on the way.
"Oh, now you're going to pay." Trunks backed up against the kitchen counter with a knife in his hand, which he waved at his dad. Vegeta started walking towards his son.
"Get the fuck away from me!!!" Trunks screamed. He slashed at Vegeta with the butcher knife. Vegeta laughed and stopped the blade with his hands. He closed his fist and the knife broke into pieces on the ground. Trunks stared horrified at his only protection.
"Come here boy."
"No!!! Leave me alone!!!!" Vegeta grabbed Trunks by the neck and lifted him up into the air. Trunks dangled helplessly in the air, clawing at his dad's hand. Vegeta smirked as his sons kicks failed to hit him. "Please." Trunks said, using up the last of his breath. Vegeta shook him violently and threw him to the ground. Trunks hit his head on the counter and was knocked out. He lay in a crumpled heap on the floor next to the broken knife. Vegeta looked down at his son, and for a split second felt remorse. But what little remorse he had was shaken from his mind when Bulma came up behind Vegeta and shrieked.
"What happened to my baby?!?!?!" Bulma ran to her son and carresed his face in her arms. She turned to Vegeta. "What did he do now?!" Tears spilled down her cheeks.
"He was threatening to cut his wrists with the knife. I grabbed the knife and broke it. He screamed at me and threatened to kill me. I grabbed his wrists and pressed his pressure points and he fainted." Vegeta said nonchalantly crossing his arms.
"He tried to kill himself this time?!? Vegeta, this is getting serious. Maybe we should take him to a doctor. There might be something seriously wrong with him."
"Theres nothing to worry about woman, besides isn't this how teenagers are?" Vegeta was afraid that the doctor would find out that he had been using his son as a punching bag to relieve some of the stress and anger he had been bottling up inside himself.
"THEY DON'T TRY AND KILL THEMSELVES UNLESS THERES SOMETHING WRONG!!!!" Bulma screamed at her husband.
"I'm sorry, but Trunks doesn't need a doctor. He's fine. If he wasn't I would know it, I am a full blooded Saiyan you know." Vegeta half bragged.
"I don't care Vegeta! I just want my baby to be okay." Tears were forming in Bulma's eyes.
"How about we put him to bed, I'm sure this is just a faze hes going through."
"I can't lift him, could you please?" Bulma stood up.
"Sure." Vegeta bent down to pick up his son and carried him to the boy's room. Bulma tucked Trunks in carefully and closed his bedroom door. She walked by Vegeta,
"But if he trys one more time to kill himself, I'm taking him to the doctor." She hissed. Vegeta just shrugged and followed her to bed.
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It was 5 months later, and Trunks was in school, he was now 17. "Who's that?" A blond girl asked one of her friends, pointing to Trunks. "He's cute."
"He's crazy. I would stay away from him." The girl's friend answered back. The blond frowned and bit her lip.
"Maybe he needs a friend." She thought out loud.
"Go ahead and talk to him if you want, but let me warn you. If you become friends with him, you'll never have a chance to be popular." The bell rang, signalling the kids to sit down. The pretty blond haired girl chose a seat beside Trunks.
"Hey, what's your name?" She asked Trunks, trying to be friendly. Trunks turned to the girl and frowned.
"Is this some kind of joke?" The girl looked taken back.
"No, I'm just trying to be friendly." Trunks looked back down at his desk.
"Well I don't need your friendship." The girl looked hurt, most guys paid very close attention to her. Or rather her body.
"What? You to good enough for me?"
"Just go away." The girl sighed, it was no use.
"Okay now class. We have a new student today." A black haired teacher stood in front of the class. He had on small, square glasses and seemed to resemble a frightened gazell. "Why don't you come up and introduce yourself to the class." The blond haired girl nodded and stood up, going to the front of the class.
"My name is Marron, I just turned 17." Marron noticed that all the guys were drooling over her and all the girls were sneering at her. "Um, I just moved here from Kyoto with my dad and mom. I play tennis and swim for fun." Marron ignored the comments from the guys about what she would look like in a bathing suit, one guy even mentioned her naked! Marron looked over at the teacher. "May I take my seat now?"
"Sure." Marron went back to her seat across from Trunks.
"Okay class, since this is science and Marron is new, she'll need a lab partner." All the guys raised their hands, except for Trunks. "We need somebody without a lab partner." All the hands went down. "Does anybody not have a lab partner?" The teacher looked down at his list of kids, "Everybody has a lab partner, er, wait. Mr. Briefs?" Trunks looked up. "You don't seem to have a lab partner, would you care if Marron was yours?" Trunks shrugged. "Ok, thats settled. Everybody get with their lab partners and we'll get started on our experiment today. Marron, you go with Trunks." Everyone groaned and got up and went to the lab area. Marron stood up and went by Trunks.
"So, where do we go?" Marron asked politely.
"Back here." Trunks mummbled. He got up and walked to the very back of the room and sat down. Marron sat down on the stool next to him, keeping her legs crossed so that no one could see up her short, black leather skirt. She sat her bag down on the table.
"Ooh, what happened?" Marron asked pointing to a dark purple bruise on Trunks' arm.
"Nothing." Trunks quickly covered up the bruise.
"I don't think nothing could do that." Marron looked up at Trunks.
"Well it did." Marron rolled her eyes.
"Must you be such an ass?" She said under her breath, she didn't realize that Trunks had heard her. He decided to see what she was thinking about, he could do that of course, since he was half Saiyan. (I have to do this to make the story work.) ~I hate this place. It's so hard to make friends with guys because all their ever after is my body. I hate it!! I wish I was ugly!!~ Trunks broke his consitration and looked at Marron.
~Don't wish that, you have a nice body. Its just that guys are jackasses.~ Trunks thought, he turned his attention back to what Marron was thinking about.
~Trunks keeps looking over here, maybe my blouse is showing to much!!~ Trunks watched Marron adjust her white blouse, all it managed to do was show more cleavage. ~Okay, that's better, but he's still looking at me. Oh well, I don't mind. Besides, he's kinda cute.~
Trunks could feel himself start to blush. ~I can't believe what that ass, Joey, did. I mean, I told him no, I didn't want to have sex, and he dumped me the next day!!!! What a jerk. I guess I should just give up on guys altogether. All they ever manage to do is hurt me. All their ever after is my body!!! Not my personality!!! Argh! I wish I could just find someone that understands me!!! That bruise that Trunks has looks bad. Uh-oh, what if you can see the bruise I have?~ Marron looked down at her leg. ~Oh good, you can't. The skirt just covers it up. I can't believe Mom did that to me.~
Trunks jerked out of consitration, ~One of her parents abuses her too?~
"Okay class, tomorrow we'll begin the experiment. I hope you guys took a lot of notes, because you'll need them. You can talk for the rest of the period." Marron turned to Trunks.
"Did you take notes?" Trunks opened his mouth to answer, but someone else did for him.
"No, he's a freak. Why don't you come and sit with us, Babe?" Goten put his hand around Marron's waist. Marron looked at his hand, then around his body at a group of people. She looked back over at Trunks who was glaring at Goten.
"Well, um, can Trunks come too?" Trunks frowned at Marron, no one ever asked that before.
"Sorry, no freaks aloud. Come on Babe, theres some people you should meet." Goten pulled at Marron's body and Marron slowly got up. She bit her lip, she felt sorry for Trunks, but he wasn't being very friendly to her. Plus, a whole group of people wanted to meet her. Marron picked up her stuff and looked at Trunks.
"I'll see you around." Marron smiled at Trunks, but Trunks just looked down at the table. ~Just another crappy day. Hopefully when I get home, Dad is still training.~
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Marron stood with her food in the middle of the cafeteria, looking for a place to sit; well more actually like a certain person to sit by. Thats when she saw him, sitting alone in the corner of the cafeteria, his food infront of him, untouched. She smiled to herself and walked towards him, she came up behind him "He-" But was cut off.
"Hey Babe!!! Come sit over here!!!! Next to me!!" She turned around and saw Goten standing up on a table, beckoning her to come. Trunks hadn't noticed her, so she thought. She smiled at Goten and walked across the cafeteria to him. Trunks turned around, he had heard Marron. He watched Goten put on arm around Marron, which was resting slightly lower than her waist. He watched as he whispered in her ear and Marron laughed. She had such a nice smile. Trunks sighed and turned back around.
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*gasp* Goten and Trunks aren't friends?!?! what is this cruel world coming to?? remember to review and tell my what you think!! only constructive flames(if any) are excepted ! another thing, i wrote this about 4 months ago, but i think it might need to be redone. read it and tell me if i should explain more, make the paragrapgs bigger, smaller, and da de da de da. k?
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"Now how did this happen again?" A confused Bulma asked as she put a sling on Trunks' broken arm.
"I told you already woman! I opened up the door, he was behind it, and he slammed against the wall and broke his god damn arm!" Vegeta said leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.
"Vegeta, I was asking Trunks." Bulma turned to her son who was sitting on a plain white bed. "Now, what happened Trunks?" Trunks looked over at his dad who was daring the boy with eyes to try and tell the truth. Trunks bit his bottom lip and looked down at the ground, he mummbled something that Bulma couldn't hear. "What? Trunks, speak up honey." Trunks looked up.
"I said, that's exactly what happened." Bulma frowned and looked at her husband.
"Next time, don't open the door so damn hard." Bulma walked out of the room, leaving the two men alone. Vegeta glared at Trunks and walked over to his son. He stared menicingly down at the boy. He put his hand on the boy's lavender hair, grabbed a handfull, and pulled back Trunks' head. Trunks swallowed hard.
"Next time you won't be so lucky, you filthy piece of slime." Vegeta pushed Trunks back and the boy hit the wall. Vegeta turned and walked out of the room. After a few minutes, Trunks' heart beat returned to normal. ~Why is Dad so damn abusive? What did I do to deserve this? Why me? Why was I born? If there really is a god out there, please help me. Please. Why the hell can't I tell Mom the truth? Why?~ Trunks got up and walked out of the room and upstairs to his bedroom. Once in the privacy of his room, he buried his face in his pillow and cried.
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"What did you just say to me?!" Vegeta barked at his son.
"I called you an asshole!!" Trunks yelled at his dad. It was three months after the little broken arm incident. Now Trunks and his dad were in the kitchen, fighting. Bulma was at the doctors for a check-up. A baby was on the way.
"Oh, now you're going to pay." Trunks backed up against the kitchen counter with a knife in his hand, which he waved at his dad. Vegeta started walking towards his son.
"Get the fuck away from me!!!" Trunks screamed. He slashed at Vegeta with the butcher knife. Vegeta laughed and stopped the blade with his hands. He closed his fist and the knife broke into pieces on the ground. Trunks stared horrified at his only protection.
"Come here boy."
"No!!! Leave me alone!!!!" Vegeta grabbed Trunks by the neck and lifted him up into the air. Trunks dangled helplessly in the air, clawing at his dad's hand. Vegeta smirked as his sons kicks failed to hit him. "Please." Trunks said, using up the last of his breath. Vegeta shook him violently and threw him to the ground. Trunks hit his head on the counter and was knocked out. He lay in a crumpled heap on the floor next to the broken knife. Vegeta looked down at his son, and for a split second felt remorse. But what little remorse he had was shaken from his mind when Bulma came up behind Vegeta and shrieked.
"What happened to my baby?!?!?!" Bulma ran to her son and carresed his face in her arms. She turned to Vegeta. "What did he do now?!" Tears spilled down her cheeks.
"He was threatening to cut his wrists with the knife. I grabbed the knife and broke it. He screamed at me and threatened to kill me. I grabbed his wrists and pressed his pressure points and he fainted." Vegeta said nonchalantly crossing his arms.
"He tried to kill himself this time?!? Vegeta, this is getting serious. Maybe we should take him to a doctor. There might be something seriously wrong with him."
"Theres nothing to worry about woman, besides isn't this how teenagers are?" Vegeta was afraid that the doctor would find out that he had been using his son as a punching bag to relieve some of the stress and anger he had been bottling up inside himself.
"THEY DON'T TRY AND KILL THEMSELVES UNLESS THERES SOMETHING WRONG!!!!" Bulma screamed at her husband.
"I'm sorry, but Trunks doesn't need a doctor. He's fine. If he wasn't I would know it, I am a full blooded Saiyan you know." Vegeta half bragged.
"I don't care Vegeta! I just want my baby to be okay." Tears were forming in Bulma's eyes.
"How about we put him to bed, I'm sure this is just a faze hes going through."
"I can't lift him, could you please?" Bulma stood up.
"Sure." Vegeta bent down to pick up his son and carried him to the boy's room. Bulma tucked Trunks in carefully and closed his bedroom door. She walked by Vegeta,
"But if he trys one more time to kill himself, I'm taking him to the doctor." She hissed. Vegeta just shrugged and followed her to bed.
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It was 5 months later, and Trunks was in school, he was now 17. "Who's that?" A blond girl asked one of her friends, pointing to Trunks. "He's cute."
"He's crazy. I would stay away from him." The girl's friend answered back. The blond frowned and bit her lip.
"Maybe he needs a friend." She thought out loud.
"Go ahead and talk to him if you want, but let me warn you. If you become friends with him, you'll never have a chance to be popular." The bell rang, signalling the kids to sit down. The pretty blond haired girl chose a seat beside Trunks.
"Hey, what's your name?" She asked Trunks, trying to be friendly. Trunks turned to the girl and frowned.
"Is this some kind of joke?" The girl looked taken back.
"No, I'm just trying to be friendly." Trunks looked back down at his desk.
"Well I don't need your friendship." The girl looked hurt, most guys paid very close attention to her. Or rather her body.
"What? You to good enough for me?"
"Just go away." The girl sighed, it was no use.
"Okay now class. We have a new student today." A black haired teacher stood in front of the class. He had on small, square glasses and seemed to resemble a frightened gazell. "Why don't you come up and introduce yourself to the class." The blond haired girl nodded and stood up, going to the front of the class.
"My name is Marron, I just turned 17." Marron noticed that all the guys were drooling over her and all the girls were sneering at her. "Um, I just moved here from Kyoto with my dad and mom. I play tennis and swim for fun." Marron ignored the comments from the guys about what she would look like in a bathing suit, one guy even mentioned her naked! Marron looked over at the teacher. "May I take my seat now?"
"Sure." Marron went back to her seat across from Trunks.
"Okay class, since this is science and Marron is new, she'll need a lab partner." All the guys raised their hands, except for Trunks. "We need somebody without a lab partner." All the hands went down. "Does anybody not have a lab partner?" The teacher looked down at his list of kids, "Everybody has a lab partner, er, wait. Mr. Briefs?" Trunks looked up. "You don't seem to have a lab partner, would you care if Marron was yours?" Trunks shrugged. "Ok, thats settled. Everybody get with their lab partners and we'll get started on our experiment today. Marron, you go with Trunks." Everyone groaned and got up and went to the lab area. Marron stood up and went by Trunks.
"So, where do we go?" Marron asked politely.
"Back here." Trunks mummbled. He got up and walked to the very back of the room and sat down. Marron sat down on the stool next to him, keeping her legs crossed so that no one could see up her short, black leather skirt. She sat her bag down on the table.
"Ooh, what happened?" Marron asked pointing to a dark purple bruise on Trunks' arm.
"Nothing." Trunks quickly covered up the bruise.
"I don't think nothing could do that." Marron looked up at Trunks.
"Well it did." Marron rolled her eyes.
"Must you be such an ass?" She said under her breath, she didn't realize that Trunks had heard her. He decided to see what she was thinking about, he could do that of course, since he was half Saiyan. (I have to do this to make the story work.) ~I hate this place. It's so hard to make friends with guys because all their ever after is my body. I hate it!! I wish I was ugly!!~ Trunks broke his consitration and looked at Marron.
~Don't wish that, you have a nice body. Its just that guys are jackasses.~ Trunks thought, he turned his attention back to what Marron was thinking about.
~Trunks keeps looking over here, maybe my blouse is showing to much!!~ Trunks watched Marron adjust her white blouse, all it managed to do was show more cleavage. ~Okay, that's better, but he's still looking at me. Oh well, I don't mind. Besides, he's kinda cute.~
Trunks could feel himself start to blush. ~I can't believe what that ass, Joey, did. I mean, I told him no, I didn't want to have sex, and he dumped me the next day!!!! What a jerk. I guess I should just give up on guys altogether. All they ever manage to do is hurt me. All their ever after is my body!!! Not my personality!!! Argh! I wish I could just find someone that understands me!!! That bruise that Trunks has looks bad. Uh-oh, what if you can see the bruise I have?~ Marron looked down at her leg. ~Oh good, you can't. The skirt just covers it up. I can't believe Mom did that to me.~
Trunks jerked out of consitration, ~One of her parents abuses her too?~
"Okay class, tomorrow we'll begin the experiment. I hope you guys took a lot of notes, because you'll need them. You can talk for the rest of the period." Marron turned to Trunks.
"Did you take notes?" Trunks opened his mouth to answer, but someone else did for him.
"No, he's a freak. Why don't you come and sit with us, Babe?" Goten put his hand around Marron's waist. Marron looked at his hand, then around his body at a group of people. She looked back over at Trunks who was glaring at Goten.
"Well, um, can Trunks come too?" Trunks frowned at Marron, no one ever asked that before.
"Sorry, no freaks aloud. Come on Babe, theres some people you should meet." Goten pulled at Marron's body and Marron slowly got up. She bit her lip, she felt sorry for Trunks, but he wasn't being very friendly to her. Plus, a whole group of people wanted to meet her. Marron picked up her stuff and looked at Trunks.
"I'll see you around." Marron smiled at Trunks, but Trunks just looked down at the table. ~Just another crappy day. Hopefully when I get home, Dad is still training.~
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Marron stood with her food in the middle of the cafeteria, looking for a place to sit; well more actually like a certain person to sit by. Thats when she saw him, sitting alone in the corner of the cafeteria, his food infront of him, untouched. She smiled to herself and walked towards him, she came up behind him "He-" But was cut off.
"Hey Babe!!! Come sit over here!!!! Next to me!!" She turned around and saw Goten standing up on a table, beckoning her to come. Trunks hadn't noticed her, so she thought. She smiled at Goten and walked across the cafeteria to him. Trunks turned around, he had heard Marron. He watched Goten put on arm around Marron, which was resting slightly lower than her waist. He watched as he whispered in her ear and Marron laughed. She had such a nice smile. Trunks sighed and turned back around.
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*gasp* Goten and Trunks aren't friends?!?! what is this cruel world coming to?? remember to review and tell my what you think!! only constructive flames(if any) are excepted ! another thing, i wrote this about 4 months ago, but i think it might need to be redone. read it and tell me if i should explain more, make the paragrapgs bigger, smaller, and da de da de da. k?