This is like a prologue kind of that sets up the whole thing. After this chapter, it'll go back to where…it all began.

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Vegeta walked out of the gravity room, wiping a towel on his forehead, sighing as he looked up the sky.

"Father!" his son called to him. Vegeta looked to his right where his ten year old son was running to him. "Father!" Trunks yelled again, this time, finally getting close to his dad, panting.

"What is it boy? I don't have time to take you to the park today if that's what you want," Vegeta said. Trunks frowned for a second before going on.

"Oh, it's not that. It's something different," his son said.

"Hurry up and tell me," Vegeta said impatiently.

"You see…" Trunks looked at his dad sheepishly, "I'm doing this assignment for school."

"And?" Vegeta asked.

"I have to ask you some questions about yourself," Trunks said.

"Can't you ask your mother?" Vegeta asked, annoyed now, he didn't have time to chat with anyone right now, he had to go and spar with Goku because he was sure he was going to beat him. This time.

"No because I have to ask you if love really exists," Trunks said.

"What kind of assignment are you doing?" Vegeta scoffed.

"School," Trunks shrugged. "My teacher wants us to ask our parents how they fell in love with each other and if love really exists. She says it does, and everyone said no it doesn't, and then she told us to ask our parents."

Vegeta narrowed his eyes slightly. Love. Exist? That concept was so vague to him. He looked away from his right to see her talking with her mother while she was planting. As if she knew he was looking, she looked at him and winked and shortly went back to planting flowers.

"Fine. What do you want to ask?" Vegeta said.

"How'd you meet mom in the first place?" his son asked him.

That was the only question that he didn't want to answer. He grimaced, remembering how he did meet her, how it was not something that he wanted to talk.

"Anything but that question," Vegeta said automatically.

"But father- please, that's one question that will get my essay going!" his son said. "Like if love at first sight really exists."

"Tell your teacher that-" Vegeta was going to say 'that love does not exist' but he remembered her telling him to not do anything to upset Trunks because he was on the verge of tears.

His son was ten, and he didn't understand why Trunks even had to do the stupid assignment with the stupid teacher with a stupid essay on love.

And the stupid question that he didn't want to answer.

"Well?" his son urged, pressing him. Vegeta looked back at where she was planting and something inside him swelled, something that he hated about himself, and wondered why he was even feeling that everytime he saw her.

Vegeta sighed.

"I think you will have to sit down, it's not a short story after all."

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