I'm so sorry guys- I have had the worst writers block- this chapter is… I don't know, I don't know if I like it, but I published it for you guys to read…. So let me know what you think, or if you guys have some ideas… thanks!!
Trunks stood in the middle of his kitchen as he drank his coffee and skimmed the newspaper for anything important. He didn't want to work today; when the alarm went off at five he was half tempted to turn to his other side and fall back asleep, but he couldn't. Today was important, he had a meeting and he had to get himself up and moving, there was no being late.
His head rose as he heard the pitter patter of feet entering the kitchen, he grinned as his son entered and climbed up onto a high chair in the middle to sit at the island. He took in the appearance of the boy; his hair was a mess, he had a Nemo pajama shirt on and Transformer pants that obviously didn't match and still had sleep in the corners of his eyes, but Trunks couldn't help the smile that over took his face.
"Good morning buddy," Trunks spoke softly as he placed the paper and his coffee cup down on the kitchen sink. He walked over and ruffled the boys black locks, and was surprised that he didn't get a response. "You hungry?" He watched as Chase shook his head yes and yawned, which made him feel bad. "I'm sorry little man, I know it's early but I got to drop you off at Grandma's this morning, your mom got called into work."
Trunks sighed, the past few months had been a little hectic with the scheduling differences him and Pan had with work. They had tried to work it out so that Chase could spend every other weekend and Monday and Tuesday with Trunks while Pan worked and they switched on and off as schedules changed but today they both had to go to work and neither had the option of getting out of it.
Pan had received a promotion at her job and was now the boss over a section of the nurses; she wasn't going to take it at first but decided that it was the best thing she could do for herself and Chase and a little persuasion from Trunks didn't keep her from it either.
He walked over and set a cup of orange juice down before pouring some Fruit Loops in a bowl and putting that in front of the sleepy boy.
Trunks' entire life had changed since the night of the New Years Eve party; every aspect of the way he had lived went out the window and now he lived for his son. He cleaned out the extra bedroom and made it into Chase's room and his usually clean apartment was now full of chaos and toys. He and Pan had been working hard at getting back to being friends, to being best friends and it was taking a lot more time then he had ever thought. He knew that it would take time but he didn't know how much she was hurting inside and what the past had done to her. He thought it was going to be like flicking a switch, but it was the complete opposite.
As they talked and tried to work through the past a lot of issues and emotions were dug up and they had to hash through a lot of things; but it was making them stronger and they began spending more time together. They were close to being true friends again and it was one of the best things that had happened to either of them in a long time.
"Dad," Chase yawned again, "I'm full." Trunks nodded and grabbed the dishes off the counter and placed them into the already over flowing sink, he made a mental note to do them when he got home this afternoon; either that or hire a maid to take care of this hole.
"Dad," Chase said once more waiting for his father to turn his attention back to him, "Am I coming back tonight or am I going to Moms?"
Trunks walked over and picked the boy up tossing him into the air; he smiled as he heard giggles fill the room and laughed a little himself, "You're coming back here, I need help cleaning."
"No Dad," Chase whined drawing the short sentence out as he struggled to get free from his father's arms, "I don't wanna clean."
Trunks laughed some more before releasing the boy, "I'm just joking. After work I'm going to pick you up and then we are going to your moms for dinner; now go get your clothes on we got to go!" He watched as Chase scampered out of the kitchen and shook his head; he never thought that he would be happy again and now he was, he had his son and that made him the happiest man alive.
He grabbed his BlackBerry off of the counter and checked a few of the emails he was supposed to have gone through but didn't get very far by the time he felt a pull on his suit jacket. "You ready buddy." He shoved the phone into his pants and opened the door letting Chase run out first before following, he shut the door and headed towards the elevator to start his day of hell.
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"I can't go man, you know I can't go out of town right now," Goten yelled to the lavender haired man sitting across the desk.
"Goten, I know you are having problems at home, but you are the only one I can send to take care of this," Trunks pleaded. "I wouldn't do this to you unless it was absolutely necessary."
Goten fell defeated onto the love seat that was in Trunks' office; he ran his right hand through his black spikes and brought his eyes up to Trunks', "I can't believe this man, you are my best friend, my brother in law and you know the shit that is going on right now; there's no one else you can call," Goten spat back at Trunks.
"This is too important Goten," Trunks shot back, "This is your job; I have barely had you do any traveling in years, and now you want to bitch about it."
Goten jumped up from his seat on the leather couch and stood directly in front of Trunks' large desk; his fists were balled tightly as the anger flowed through his entire body; "You know I would go any other time; but this is my fucking family we are talking about, Paris has been dropping threats left and right about Callie and I can't take the chance of something happening to her; she's your fucking niece for Dende sakes."
Trunks shook his head and let out a deep breath of air he had been holding in; this exact moment was one of the reasons he was dreading leaving his apartment this morning; aside for the big meeting he had to deal with earlier, playing boss to his best friend, to his brother in law, wasn't exactly fun. "You have to go Goten, I'm sorry." Trunks stood from his chair and walked around taking a seat next to where his best friend had sat once more, "Don't worry Goten, I won't let anything happen to them, I will make sure to stop by and I talk to Bra every day," he reassured the worried Saiyan.
"I know she's waiting to do something when I'm not around, I know she's going to try something with Callie," Goten said softly, as he rubbed his temples. "I mean what would you do in this situation, what would you do right now if this was reversed and Chase was in danger?"
"Look at me, I promise you they will be fine. I wouldn't let anything happen to my niece or nephew. I'm taking Friday off to do something with Chase I'll talk to Bra and get Callie and Geta to come out with me ok," Trunks said standing once again, extending his right hand towards Goten.
"I guess I don't have a choice then," Goten said angrily, his voice made sure to display his feelings to Trunks. "I know you probably think I'm crazy, but I couldn't live with myself if something happened to her; you know what she's been through already with Paris."
"Goten, stop. I don't think you're crazy, and you know I will make sure they are ok; I promise you that man." Trunks let out a small chuckle, "I do think that anybody who wants to mess with a family full os Saiyans is crazy though."
"She doesn't know," Goten reminded his older friend.
"Oh yeah," he thought for a moment, "Look I know it's supposed to be for two weeks, but if you can go and get it knocked out in one then you can head home."
Goten smiled, that was the one nice thing about having his best friend as his boss; no matter what was going on with them they always helped each other out when feasible and Goten knew that if he wasn't going to be around Trunks was the next best thing.
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The day had finally come to an end and Trunks had somehow managed to survive. He loosened the dark blue tie that was around his neck and unbuttoned his dress shirt to reveal his white undershirt below. He couldn't wait to get to his parents and pick up his son and then have a nice peaceful evening with Pan; especially after this day. He still felt bad for having to send Goten off to the states for a week, but he knew that he really didn't have another choice; he had been letting Goten slack off on his duties the past few years and now he needed him to step back up and get back into the company like he used to be, and if he didn't then maybe it was time he changed careers.
Trunks stopped his thoughts; he didn't want that to happen, Goten was the only thing that kept him sane at work.
As he pulled up to his parents house he noticed Bra's Tahoe parked outside which made him curse. He knew she was going to bitch at him, he knew she was going to be pissed for sending Goten off for this trip. Trunks tried to mentally prepare himself for the barrage he was about to get; not only from Bra but most likely from his mother too. Once the two of them got going it was unstoppable.
He made sure to open the door slowly, trying to hear if Bra had brought the kids or if it was just her; cursing again he realized it was just her, there were no other ki's to be found. He shut the door softly and walked into the family room and as soon as he did that Chase's head turned and a large smile overtook his face.
"Daddy," he screamed and jumped up and off of the couch in one swift movement. Trunks held out his arms and waited for the impact from the freakishly fast boy and as soon as it happened he latched his arms around his son and looked around the room, catching a not so nice look from his younger sister.
He chose to ignore her for now and turned his attention back to his son; figuring out how his day went and if his father took the liberty to train with him behind his back. He listened to the boy ramble on and on, laughing at a few of the things he told him about the day but eventually had to let him go.
He took a deep breath before walking over and taking a seat next to his blue haired sister; he sat in silence for a few moments before he heard her begin to speak.
"You know I'm pissed at you right," she said snippy shooting him yet another dirty glare.
"I'm sorry Bra, but unfortunately I'm trying to run a company," he spat back before she could get anything else out of her mouth. She looked at him stunned before answering back and they went back and forward with each other for ten minutes; each one trying to make the other back down first.
"Shut it," a deep voice echoed throughout the room and both turned their attention to Vegeta, who was now standing in the doorway. "I don't need to hear you two acting like clowns."
"But dad," Bra whined standing up and walking over to where her father was now leaning against the frame of the entryway, "He is sending Goten out of town for two weeks, and you know all of the stuff that is going on right now."
"Deal with it," Vegeta bellowed once more before making his exit, leaving the room now quiet. Bra instantly sighed and grabbed her purse off of the couch, "I'll see you later mom," she said quickly headed out of the living room, not giving Trunks' another look.