A/N well here we are ladies and gentlemen. We are at the end of my first story, for those who read it thank you, I hope you enjoyed it. I welcome any and all ideas you may have for my next story.

Here… We…Go

Entering the kitchen the crown prince of Vegetasei was greeted by the sight of his son sitting quietly and waiting. This was very strange considering Trunks was always running everywhere. He sat quietly with his hands folded on the table.

"Why haven't you eaten yet Trunks?"

"I thought we could eat together dad."

Surprising as it seemed it wasn't a dream, Vegeta pinched himself to make sure. With that they sat and had their respective breakfasts, Trunks had cereal while Vegeta settled for coffee and toast. The air was thick with excitement as both princes could not wait for their lesson to begin. Vegeta found it quite amazing that Trunks was managing this much restraint, he never sat still, not even when eating but now he managed it. In a way Trunks had changed. Learning if his heritage had tempered him, learning the quiet dignified nature of the saiyans had turned an energetic wild boy into a young man. With each lesson that passed Trunks had mature; he started by simply staying fully through meals instead of rushing off to play videogames, he and Vegeta really became closer and their bond strengthened. They had more than just genes connecting them now, now they had a common heritage. They had both heard the same childhood stories, spoken of the same animals and felt a deep routed urge to show off their species. Vegeta didn't feel alone anymore, he was no longer the last saiyan alive. He no longer felt like he had something to prove.

"Trunks," Vegeta started "What have you learnt so far."

"Uh... What do you mean dad?"

"Well we haven't been wasting our time, you need not worry Trunks this isn't a test."

"I'd say the most important thing I learnt was saiyago. Second would be the history of planet Vegeta."

"Both are equally important Trunks, but they pale in comparison to something else."

"What could that be dad?"

Bulma walked in just then.

"And how are my two lovely princes this morning?"

"hn."

"morning mom."

It really was weird for Trunks, living with a pregnant Bulma. Her moods were weird before, now with the hormones... Trunks shuddered just thinking of it. Vegeta wasn't completely oblivious to his son's thoughts. Atleast they weren't on the planet nyatsi,he told Trunks mentally, there the women got so violent they were restrained during gestation and transported off-planet to live away from the men. It was to ensure the survival of the race

Trunks turned to his father with his eyes wide and started smirking.

"mom might complain so much the other women would leave."

He clapped his hands over his mouth realising he had said it aloud instead of mentally. Vegeta slid his chair back and prepared to run as soon as Bulma started turning. But he didn't need to, she was calm. Or appeared to be. She didn't get angry or say anything vulgar. She spoke slowly and calmly.

"You know, earth's women are just like saiyans. We can pick up moves from others just like you can, and once we learn how effective some things are. We don't forget."

Trunks immediately caught on to what she was saying. Vegeta however wasn't as fast. The last thing Trunks saw before he blacked out was his father collapsing, and as he raised his power level to flee, he got hit by the infamous pan.

"Uhhhh… What hit me...?" Trunks began, slowly sitting up in the brightly lit living room.

Trunks blinked a few times then stood up, he turned and found his father with an ice pack to his head

"You might need this… she used a thick base frying pan…"

"Dad… I think we need to keep mom away from aunt Chi-Chi."

Both princes sat in the living room still processing how a human had gotten the best of them. Then they heard footsteps in the direction of the living room. Bulma only managed to open her mouth then two blue streaks of energy were seen leading out of the open window. Moments later Vegeta and Trunks landed on kami's lookout, and then they started looking for Korin.

Suddenly Goku landed on the lookout, flew lower to Korin's section of the tower and started calling out

"Korin, where are you? I need a few more sensu beans, Vegeta and I spar today…. Korin!"

"Well hello there Goku, you aren't the first on to come looking for sensu beans. Do me a favour, Vegeta and Trunks are on kami's lookout looking for me, would you mind fetching them…"

Goku put two fingers two his forehead and flickered twice, the first time alone and the second time with two extra figures.

"Kakkarot, what are you doing here?"

"It's our monthly spar date; c'mon 'Geta don't tell me you forgot…"

Vegeta wanted to postpone their spar but Trunks told him he wanted to see the fight, so after getting their sensu beans they went to a familiar location and began. Vegeta's fighting was concentrated, patient, and regal. Each of his movements were graceful and Goku had a hard time keeping up. When they fought like this Goku was forced to raise his power level to just below super-saiyan 3 and even then he couldn't land a hit on Vegeta. Their fight went on for 6 hours straight with neither of them slowing. It even attracted a crowd of onlookers, all the z-Fighters were there, even Korin and Yajirobe made the trip and the fight continued for another few hours. Feeling it was getting late and about time to go home Goku powered up to super saiyan 3 and got ready to end it.

"Sorry 'Geta, it had to end sometime…"

"Kakkarot, power isn't everything, you should know. You taught me that. Now let's continue, shall we?"

With that Vegeta stood upright brushed off his clothing and powered up to his maximum strength. The z-fighters started getting ready to leave, it was only logical, super saiyan 3 was more powerful than super saiyan 2 or super Vegeta. Goku started drawing his aura inward, directing all his energy into his fists and feet then he flew straight to Vegeta. For Vegeta time seemed to slow down, he could see every shift of his opponent's movement, and he put every ounce of his tactician's brain to work. Goku used his fists at first : left, right, left, double, right, left, uppercut; seeing all his blows being dodged he took advantage of his raised position and threw a few kicks at Vegeta.

For Vegeta it was completely different, he could feel where Goku's fists and feet would go and he manoeuvred himself so that the setting sun was behind him and as Goku was about to kick he grabbed his feet and yanked him downward so they were face to face. All this happened in less than a split second. He used the afterimage technique making his body double flicker to make it appear as though he were moving in behind Goku to strike down in his signature double fist move. And when Goku's hands were raised out of the way, Vegeta lifted his hands to frame his face and yelled out

"Solar Flare!"

Goku's super saiyan 3 form was faster, but being blinded allowed Vegeta to transform into the slow yet strong super Vegeta form. He put his full strength into an uppercut but aimed it at Goku's midsection. He knocked the wind out of Goku who then fell unconscious into Vegeta's open arms.

To say everyone was surprised was an understatement, had this happened a few years earlier they would have panicked. But at least now they were assured Vegeta was on their side, and that was comforting. Vegeta flew Goku home and had to apologize to Chi-Chi and then he and Trunks left for home.

"Dad?"

"Yes Trunks?"

"Something you said is bothering me…"

"What was it that's bothering you so?"

"How you said to Goku that Power isn't everything, it doesn't make sense, especially coming from you."

Vegeta never knew how to begin this conversation, and though it would be the most important lesson he would ever teach Trunks, he still wanted to postpone it. But here Trunks gave him the perfect way in.

"Trunks, why do you say so?"

"its what I learnt from watching you dad, its my dream to be as strong as you. It is all that matters right Dad?"

"There was a time when I would agree with you. Tell me, son, what is it you want to become strong for? "

"uh... Why? What do you mean dad?"

"I mean exactly what I say, what motivates you to acquire the strength you seek?"

"Oh that's simple. So I can be the best ever!"

"That's an admirable goal Trunks, but would you like to know why I want to become strong, what I want to become strong for? "

"Yeah dad, Absolutely!"

"Let me tell you about my past first... I think you're old enough to hear this..."

Vegeta began his story in a low steady voice, trying to keep his voice void of all emotion, so that Trunks could make the decision based on his own thoughts and feelings. He had decided he would tell Trunks everything. Every wrong-doing he had ever done. He would however leave out the more graphic details, he still had his pride and he couldn't risk what Trunks might think of him.

"When I was still a little boy, 5 or 6 , Frieza and the Cold empire rose to power over the saiyans... We had just started coming to terms with our power and we had formed a civilisation. We were no longer savages, and there was hope for our race. We lived in buildings instead of in deserts and forests, we ate to excess, we stopped acting primitive and began to hate our very nature. By nature saiyans are very violent and can be comparable to apes... Though I would not suggest you bring that up or admit to it. Before Frieza I got strong for the sole purpose of being a saiyan. I had heard of the legendary super saiyan and was determined to be it. When Frieza took over , after a few weeks in power, he demanded my father give myself to him as a peace offering. To show that the saiyans would never oppose him, tactically it was the perfect move, but it was wrong... Morally wrong, I think the earthlings would call it Inhumane. He kept me imprisoned at first, and I trained hard, to prove I was of worth so he would let me go purge planets and after awhile he did exactly that. I tried to escape during one of these purges... When I was caught two days later Frieza made his henchmen beat me half to death and then he refused to have me receive medical treatment. This was not only a punishment, but it happened twice a month, simply to amuse the lizard."

They landed softly on capsule corps roof ensuring to do so quietly so that no one would be alarmed. Vegeta stared up at the heavens as he continued his tale.

"After that punishment, I became more bitter and turned away from people. It became harder to ignore the guards taunts about how my father had abandoned me. Then my reason to become strong changed... I wanted to gain strength for two reasons; so I could personally kill Frieza and so I could rise up as the new King and ensure a safer future. I cared less and less about my own well-being. And by the time I had turned 12 I was the strongest saiyan alive. The problem was, I still wasn't as strong as Frieza. When purging planets there are two options a saiyan can use, the first is a wide sweep, killing everyone in site within minutes. The second one is much more barbaric, it is also the one I chose. The second involves attacking at the heart of the main cities, making all citizens flee to the country side, then you cut off all resources such as food, and watch them kill each other off... Those who survived would either die by my hand or be inducted to join Frieza's army."

Trunks stared getting cold in the night sky and hugged his knees for warmth. Though to be honest it wasn't the cold air chilling him to the bone.

"Trunks, run your Ki through your body, it will keep you warm."

"Thanks Dad."

Vegeta continued...

"I can no longer remember my exact age when it happened but I do remember it happening after I purged a particularly strong planet. I got the call from one of the henchmen saying Frieza had destroyed Vegetasei... On the outside I just brushed it off and ended the com-link. On the inside I was crushed. I was the last of my kind, and it made me even more bitter. I was an endangered species, and being the only saiyan meant that everything I did would be a reflection on my comrades. My reason for strength changed again. At that point my reason to become strong was simply so that my race would not be counted among weak races and that they would be respected. This coupled with the pain I felt at losing so much from a young age caused me to act out and believe it or not I found much more gruesome and barbaric ways to take life. Then when I turned 16 I met Nappa and Raditz... They were saiyans who had survived, they became comrades and later friends even. But no matter how close we became, there was always my deep routed drive for strength which took precedence over everything. Raditz came to earth to get his younger brother to join the 3 of us so we could merge our power and kill Frieza. A battle ensued and his younger brother ended up killing him. I started to feel like I was losing my race all over again... I had lost one of my friends, and it upset me to no end. "

"Dad, who was Raditz' brother? I bet it was Goku."

"That's right son, he had been sent here to purge the planet at a very young age, but he hit his head and forgot all his memories... I think he was the luckiest saiyan ever."

Trunks could hear the faint tones of envy in his fathers voice. He wanted to do something to change that, everyone deserved happiness. Even someone who had lost their way so...

"Dad, tell me the rest."

"hn. It took us a year to travel to earth and we trained hard in that year, my reason to gain strength became vengeance. Nappa fought against earths warriors and was quite successful, until Kakarotto came, he made Nappa look like a fool. It angered me to see him toying with a saiyan like that, and Nappa was an embarrassment to the saiyan name. I got fed up with him and I killed Nappa as well. From then my reason for strength became surpassing Kakarotto and having to carry the burden of being the sole true saiyan. I carried this burden when we fought Frieza on Namek, and even when Babidi came... When the latter was here I gave into my hatred and tried to attain my goals that way. I was unsuccessful and at the very end I realised the only true way I would ever be happy."

Trunks was silent for a long time thinking over his fathers words then he said...

"How is that Dad?"

" By being with you and your mother, and the baby when it is born. Before I blew myself up, I realised what everything meant, and I tried to set it all right by saving your lives. My reason for strength is one thing now Trunks. And it won't change... I want to be stronger to be able to protect my family. "

Trunks looking up at his father, smiled widely. He finally understood what it meant to be a saiyan, but he decided to throw caution to the wind and ask his father anyway...

"How can you be sure it won't change dad?"

"For one simple reason Trunks, in the past my reasons have been fuelled by hate or sorrow and were selfish but only helped me gain physical strength. My reason now gives me a joy I have longed for all my life. It makes me a stronger individual and certainly makes me more stable."

The sun started to rise slowly over capsule corp as both princes got up to go inside. Trunks was happy to be much closer to Vegeta than he could have ever hoped. Vegeta was even more happy, he had given Trunks all the tools he needed the rest was simply life...

Vegeta had shared everything with Trunks and it had turned out perfectly. He would not lose his son to the horrors of his past. They both knew everything would be all right, Bulma would level out her hormones they would grow as a family and their circle of friends would become closer. It was everything Vegeta would never have imagined himself liking, but it meant the world to him.

THE END.

A/N there we have it… we have come to the end of our journey… I hope you have enjoyed it. I have another story I'm working on. It's a dragon ball z story as well (I will upload the first chapter within a week). But I am thinking about writing something about naruto. As always if you have any requests ideas or thoughts, let me know… oh also id lover to hear what your thoughts about this story are… Till my next story constant reader see you then