Uub barely dodged another attack thrown by his girlfriend's brother. He couldn't help but think that Trunks was taking out his frustrations on him, and it had to stop before Trunks killed him. "Trunks, Trunks! STOP!" Uub exclaimed. "I'm sure Vegeta is pleased watching you trying to kill me, but your sister will be very mad if you do."

"Sorry Uub I didn't realize what I was doing."

"What's up with you man?"

"I really don't want to talk about."

"No I think you really do need to talk about it before you hurt some innocent bystander for pissing you off."

"Yesterday I was over at Goten's and I told him about our visit to grandma and her sorry excuse for a husband. Anyway I think I hinted to him that I liked him and then we interrupted before we could kiss. Valese came over, told him she loved him, and he didn't take her back. When she left, I tried to bring up what almost would have happened before we were interrupted but he wouldn't hear it. I left but not before I kissed him."

"So, that's why your lip is bruised? So, what are you going to do now?"

"I don't know," he sighed, "I think he's scared of what's happening between him and me."

"You think his mother plays a big factor in his insecurity?"

"Why do you say that?"

"You mean you never noticed how controlling she is of him."

"Well now that you mention it but he told his mother off in front of a bunch of ladies about how if he was in love with man, then that's the way it is."

"Wow! I can't believe that but then what's holding him back from you?"

"I don't know, but I'm going to find out."

Uub smiled. "You really love him don't you?"

"Yes and I'm not giving up on being happy."

"Good for you man. Now are we done because I think I need to pass out?"

Trunks laughed. "Yeah and you know I don't want to kill you right?"

"I'm sure your dad would be disappointed to hear it."

Trunks watched as his sister went into the arms of her boyfriend, holding him close as he hissed from his wounds. She turned to Trunks with her hands on her hips. "Trunks you're dead if you ever try to kill my boyfriend again. You here me?"

"I here you. Sorry Bulla." Trunks set his eyes on his father and smiled. "Ready to get your ass kicked old man?"

"You're going to regret saying that son," said Vegeta as he flew into the air to face his son in a spar. He crossed his arms over his chest and smirked. "By the time I'm done with you, you're going to wish you were in hell."

Trunks stood his ground, not showing any trace of fear on his face. He couldn't help but smile again. "I can't wait."

By the end of the spar Trunks was flat on his back, bleeding and with bruises, lying down on a cliff. He could barely move anything, but Trunks knew he got a good work out. His eyes managed to watch as his father came towards him, helped him, and aided him into the Capsule Corp ship.

After a few hours in the regeneration tank and a nap, Trunks was off to his place to prepare for work tomorrow and hopefully get some sleep in his empty bed. 'Th—this can't go on. I'm literally in pain over all this. Stupid heat! Stupid Saiyans!"