Ch 62

"Today, I give you the Capsule Corporation airplane," said Trunks as it was unveiled to the public. "It will fly all over the world. I'm so happy you can all be here to share in my dream and with the help of my talented team, we were able to make this dream a reality. After he explained in more detail what the plane can do and the features of the plane, he took questions from the audience. The questions started off about the plane, and Trunks was prepared for that.

"Mr. Briefs, is it true that your relationship is on the rocks?" asked one reporter.

"We're here to talk about my latest project. My personal life is my business," said Trunks.

"Mr. Briefs does this mean you'll be back on the market soon?" asked another reporter.

"No. Any questions about this business venture?" asked Trunks.

"What's next for the brilliant Trunks Briefs?" smirked Goten.

Trunks smiled at him. "Oh I don't know, living happily ever after I suppose."

Goten smiled and then a microphone was shoved in his face. "You're in a relationship with Mr. Briefs?"

"Yes," sais Goten. "I'm very proud of what he's accomplished, and that's why I'm here today."

"What's your sex life like with Mr. Briefs?" asked another reporter.

"All right that's enough," said Bulma as she took Goten by the arm and led him away from the swarm of reporters.

"Well I thank you for coming," said Trunks. "The Capsule Corporation airline will be coming out in the Summer. We'll keep you updated. Thank you again," he said as he walked by a bunch of flashing cameras and eager reporters. Getting into his car with Goten and his family, the driver headed to the Briefs home. Trunks sighed as he sat back in his seat. "I didn't expect it to be so crazy today. Someone always has to ask about my personal life."

"Sorry sweetie it comes with being a Briefs," said Bulma as she smiled. "I'm proud you know. You both handled yourselves quite well with the reporters."

Bulla laughed. "Yeah, I almost thought for a minute that you were going to rip off their heads with your bare hands," she said as Vegeta smirked.

"I wanted to, believe me," said Trunks, "but I'm not looking to ruin my reputation."

"I can't believe how blunt some of those reporters were. I mean they really want to know everything about you," said Goten.

"Yeah well you're the only one who gets the pleasure," Trunks smiled as his hand found Goten's.

Trunks was shocked to see the turnout for the party his mother threw in his honor. He was a bit overwhelmed by it all, but he would put that aside to enjoy the party and interacting with friends and family on this special day.

"Mom went overboard," said Bulla as she stood beside her big brother.

"Yeah she does that for the ones she loves," said Trunks.

"Well I'm really proud of you big brother. You work hard, to hard if you ask me," smiled Bulla.

"I'm doing what I love. It's hardly considered work."

"Whatever," she said as she rolled her eyes. "I'm going to find Uub. See you later."

"Later," he said as he took a chance to sneak away from the party and into the house.

"And where do you think you're going young man?" asked his mother with her arms resting on her hips.

"I just needed some time alone. There's a lot of people out there," said Trunks as he sat down in the living room. Trunks smiled. "Sometimes I think you like to make up excuses to get everyone together."

"That's partly true Trunks," said Bulma as she sat down beside her son, "but I think you deserve this party. You've accomplished so much, and I love celebrating my kids' accomplishments."

"Believe me mom I know," Trunks smiled. "Thank you for caring so much mom."

"You're welcome sweetie," said Bulma as she got up. "I'm going to look for your father. I'm sure he had the same idea as you."

Trunks got up from the couch and went back outside to the party. He found his mate under his favorite tree with some food in his lap. Walking over to his mate, he leaned on the tree and smiled. "So this is the reason you came to the party?"

"You got me Trunks," Goten smiled as Trunks sat beside him.

"I know today wasn't exactly perfect, but—

"I don't care. Today I only cared about supporting you and your project. Those reporters' questions don't matter."

"Have I told you lately how much I love you?" Trunks smirked.

"Yeah," smiled Goten, "quite a lot actually."

"I hope I can show you how much someday, Goten."

"You will," Goten said, reaching for Trunks' hand. "I'll be right there to show you to."