Let's go to the park

By Hannio

Chapter 6

Home at last

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters they belong to the creator

AUTHOR NOTE: Short and sweet.... Enjoy

Vegeta sighed, they had finally made it onto the bus, it was strangely empty, something Trunks informed him was rare. They had settled down into a seat for two and waited, it was 20 minutes to their house and yet it seemed to go slower. Trunks started off talking excitedly about it all but he soon became silent. Vegeta stared out the window. He had actually enjoyed today, something he never thought possible. Part of him like having Trunks around, seeing his face grin up at him in happiness, to hear him call him the greatest, pride clear in his voice. The smile he wasn't aware that had come to his face dropped. The other part was angry that he had wasted so much time in doing this stupid thing. Time that could have been used training to reach his goal of beating Kakkorot. He sighed. Then glanced down in surprise as he felt a pressure on his arm. Trunks was laying fast asleep against him, his face one of innocence, he had a smile on his face and he looked happy. Vegeta stared down at the boy who he refused to let get close to him, a surprising fond look on his face. Trunks was everything he had always wanted in a son. He was strong, he was able to survive, but he was kind and caring, qualities that Vegeta possessed deep deep down but was unable to show. If he could then he would spend more time with Trunks and not be scared to give him hugs or tell Bulma he loved her. However Freeza's cruel treatment had made that impossible. He moved his arm slightly allowing Trunks to fall into a more comfortable position against his side. He let him sleep enjoying the small thing that would probably never happen again. As their stop approached Vegeta pressed the button and tried to wake Trunks up

"Son we're home... Trunks get up" Trunks muttered and buried himself deeper into Vegeta side, a deeper sleep claiming him. Vegeta sighed and rolled his eyes, picking his son up in a supporting way and got off, walking the short distance to the front door. He opened it and walked in the warm air hitting him alone with the smell of cooking food. He kicked the door shut and walked down the hall towards the stairs, out of a room Bulma came her face a picture of welcome. Her eyes fell to Trunks and she looked up worry in her eyes

"Is he ok?" she asked quietly touching Trunks's lavender hair as Vegeta walked by, she trailed him

"He's fine" he replied "He's just tired out that's all" Bulma's worried looked disappeared as she breathed a sigh of relief. Most parents wouldn't need to worry about a father/ son trip to the park; however, most parents didn't have a full-blooded Saiyan Prince as a husband, or a demi Saiyan as a son. If they did then they would be worried as well. Vegeta ran up the stairs and to Trunks's room opening the door and closing the door behind him. Trunks was so fast asleep that he changed him himself. Something he normally wouldn't dream of doing but since no one saw him no one would know that even the Saiyan Prince could care slightly about his son. He lifted him off the bed, pulled the covers back, and placed him in, tucking him in. He watched him for a second than turned to go

"Night Trunks" he whispered going to leave

"Daddy" he turned back to see Trunks eyes barely open, he raised an eyebrow at him "Thank you for taking me I really enjoyed it you're..." he didn't say anything as his eyes closed and sleep claimed him once more. He smiled softly

"Me too" he whispered then walked out to come face to face with Bulma who was watching him a smile on her face

"Well" she remarked her smile evident in her voice from it's warmth "That was a funny hour" he shrugged

"So what" he replied walking by her, trying to ignore the way her grin widened

"I'm glad you both enjoyed yourself maybe you should do it again sometime, I know Trunks would love it" Vegeta didn't answer as she walked down the stairs her laughter ran down with him. He walked out the door and into the cold air and walked to the gravity room, entering it and switching the light on. He cracked his knuckles and punched in a gravity level of 300. It hit him admittedly but it didn't affect him. He stood and positioned himself, taking a deep breath and focusing. He drew his arm back and stopped as a voice spoke to him, amusement evident in it

"I knew you had it in you to be a great father" Vegeta looked round

"Kakkorot" he said frowning "Is that you?" he questioned the air but no answer came to him. He shrugged and threw a punch as he began his training, a smile present of his face, as he thought of his son asleep in his bed. Maybe Kakkorot was right but only time would tell.

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