Chapter 7

Vegeta and Trunks both focused on Bulma's energy as it left the building. She was heading out on a long board meeting that would be on the other side of the planet.

''Go check.'' Vegeta ordered seriously still focusing on his wife's energy. Trunks nodded at his father and got up. The boy scurried off to make sure his mom had gotten everything and not forgotten anything.

After a tense 10 minutes Trunks came back with a smile. ''She didn't forget anything, I think we're free dad.'' Trunks said excited as he brought his fists up. A bright smile on his face as he looked at his dad with expectantly.

Vegeta kept his eyes closed and stayed silent. He had to be sure before they jumped the gun. But finally, it seemed they we're in the clear. Bulma was gone, and they were alone. His eyes opened up and he smirked at his little boy. ''She's gone.'' Vegeta said while opening up his arms.

In that instant Trunks jumped for joy. ''Yay! Finally!'' Trunks laughed as he jumped at his father, wrapping his hands around the man's neck while wrapping his legs around his middle at the same time his dad was standing up and opening up his arms for a hug, his tail swayed happily behind him, the apendage had grown back for both himself and his father recently. Trunks cuddled into his dad's neck with a smile as Vegeta carried him upstairs.

''Your excited huh arnt you?'' Vegeta asked with a snicker as he supported his son by letting Trunks sit on his forearm. You see, Vegeta had begun to slowly warm up to his son by the time he was 2 months old. Vegeta had grown a soft spot for him in his heart, but he fought against it, not liking it at all. Yet for years he would still be cold and neglectful, unable to be open with his son, instead he trained his son into a proper Saiyan, the only way to do that, was to be mean and a bit cruel as he taught his son how to fight and be tough, as well as pass along his skills and help his son create new ones. It was only when Trunks turned 6 that Vegeta began to act more like a father. It was still slow but it worked.

Now, Trunks was half way into his 7th year of life, and Vegeta had learned to find times and ways to be a proper Saiyan father to his boy. Even if it was weird.

Trunks was thankfully that he had a king sized bed now. His dad carrying him into his room ''Well yea, mom was breathing down our neck for like, forever.'' Trunks said childishly. It would only be times when they were alone that his dad would show him affection. And he liked it that way. The idea of being cuddly with his dad infront of his mom was just embarrassing.

Vegeta scoffed in agreement. ''I know.'' Vegeta grumbled as he closed his son's door and locked it just to be sure. His son's room was lavish. Soft blue carpet tickled his toes, bean bag chairs lined infront of the big TV hanging from the wall where computer's and game systems were hooked up, hundreds of video games were stacked up.

Then there were the 4 over flowing toy's chest filled to the brim. The walls were lined with posters and other such things. Other then that it was the big lavish bed and the small study corner for school work. Walking over to bed he tossed his son onto the bed. ''Well boy come on. Your not shy now are you.'' Vegeta said with a smirk as he pulled off his black t-shirt and tossed it to the floor.

Trunks laughed as he bounced on the bed. ''Jerk!'' Trunks shouted jokingly. He looked at his dad and blushed pink as his dad began to undress. Embarrassment coursed through his veins. ''No im not...'' Trunks huffed pouting as his blush grew brighter. They were just going to cuddle for the night. The true Saiyan way of course, it was their ritual. Which just meant they were to be nude. Still, it embarrassed him. He wasnt like Goten after all. Trunks unzipped his green jacket and tossed it on the ground before pulling off the blue t-shirt underneath leaving himself just in his blue shorts and underwear.

Vegeta grabbed his jeans and smirked. He enjoyed his son's embarrassment with nudity. ''The color of your face tells otherwise son.'' Vegeta taunted as he pushed off his jeans and black boxer briefs at the same time. His tail swayed behind him as he sat on the edge of the bed. His nude frame showing off his sculpted Super Saiyan body.

Trunks fumbled with his shorts as he looked away from his dad. His tail waved in meek embarrassment. ''You like teasing me to much.'' Trunks mumbled cutely. His hands found purchase and slipped his shorts and childish red and black briefs down his hips and down to his ankles. He kicked them off and turned quickly, flashing his dad with his small little boy penis and then his round bubble butt, which was smacked! ''Owwww jerk.'' Trunks pouted as he disappeared under the blankets to rub his bum. Trunks then popped the top of his head out of the blankets so only his hair, forehead and eyes were out. ''Okay, you can come in, ONLY if you know the password.'' Trunks said seriously as he glared at his father.

Vegeta rolled his eyes. ''I should have smack yea harder.'' Still, his son's childish ways were beyond adorable. ''Pumpkin Pickle, Pumpkin Pickle Pop.'' Vegeta said, his own cheeks a bit pink.

Trunks smiled underneath the blankets. ''Okay you can get in, but you got to rub my tush for that smack.'' Trunks said opening up the blankets for his dad.

Vegeta shook his head and slipped under the warm blankets. He wrapped his son up in a loving embrace, his hand finding Trunks assaulted rear and rubbed the 'abused' flesh under his palm, squeezing the soft cheeks and massaging it deeply. ''I was already going to do that.'' Vegeta murmured as his and Trunks tail's curled around each other in a comforting and caring grip.

Trunks instantly purred the moment his tail connected with his dad's. He sank into his dad's chest and cuddled deep into his warmth. With his buttcheeks being soothed and massaged and his tail wrapped with his dad, he felt the the safest he ever could.

The thing with Saiyan's tails, is that not only do they allow you to transform by looking at the moon and give you some extra strength, it gave them their more animalistic tendencies. Like being able to communicate and send forth primal but in depth feelings and emotion's like, like lust, anger, disappointment, confidence, caring, comradeship, and brotherly, motherly, or in this case, fatherly love and importance.

While Vegeta 'spoke' his own emotions to his son, Trunks also shared his own.

Feeling it all that his son felt caused Vegeta to smile and relax in the bed. He held his son tighter and rubbed his backside more lovingly. Vegeta leaned down and purred back softly. When his son's big blue eyes looked up at him and into his own black ebony eyes, it made his heart melt. He smiled and brushed his nose against his son's. ''I love you.'' He whispered as he gave his son a gentle kiss on the lips. For that second Vegeta let himself feel numb to everything else but his boy. A moment later he pulled away. It had only been a fatherly peck to the lips. But it felt him feeling amazing. It left his son feeling the same, and blushing like a storm.

Trunks eyes had closed for the kiss. It was gentle and soft. His mind went blank and everything was just about himself and his father. He kissed back and pouted cutely when it ended to soon for his liking. Looking in his dad's eyes he blushed and looked down. he buried his face in his dad's chest. ''Yuck...'' He said trying to make it seem like he didnt like it.

When his father laughed, he knew he had failed.

Before he could think another though, his chin was cupped and he was looking back up at his dad. He closed his eyes, and the two kissed again. This time, just a bit longer...