After a few hours of training, Trunks had learned a few things about his abilities, a few key limits that he would have to watch.

Yes, he could move stuff telepathically or make them stop moving, but only when he was completely still and it drained his energy so fast, it didn't seem worth it. Even powered up in Super Saiyan form had only added a few more seconds. Also when he was using this part of his abilities, he had to concentrate on the one item so exclusively that he lost all sense of his surroundings and when he tried to expand the area of consciousness was when he would pass out.

So, if any other enemy was near, then he was good as done for. Not the optimal situation when my goal is to beat two androids, Trunks thought.

But that wasn't the ability Trunks was excited about. Not at all…

He smiled and faced Goku, saying, "Awesome. Let's try that again."

Goku dropped into fighting stance and smirked, "Man. You're going to have to teach me how to do this sometime, Trunks."

The lavender hair swayed as he nodded and with no visible cue, they both started. Goku jumped back, putting two of his hands together and yelling, "KA-ME-HA-ME—"

Trunks smiled, racing forward towards the deadly blast head on.

Goku finished, "HAAA!" and pushed both of his hands forward. At least this time, he was prepared for the shock of nothing happening. The first time Trunks had gotten him good, when he expected the wave to affect his partner, but nothing happened. Once again, this time no blue light appeared, no energy to speak of, even though he had done everything right.

Perfect. The kid's really getting the hang of it, Goku thought as the two Saiyans collided and matched punch for punch. Better get a little away to try another one.

It was this ability that Trunks was so excited about. It took far too much out of him to force something to move or stop, but on the other hand manipulating energy was something that came all too naturally to a Saiyan.

Goku placed two fingers to his forehead and kicked at Trunks' side for distraction as he used Instant Transmission. The Saiyan hybrid had been concentrating too hard and didn't see the kick coming, taking the full force of it on his side. But there was no time to acknowledge the pain, instead he used the momentum to speed up his next punch.

Goku's eyes widened as he realized his technique had failed. Can Trunks really do that? Stop me from using Instant Transmission? He yelped and quickly dodged to the side as Trunks' fist grazed his hair. He had his answer. They fell off balance, stumbling past the other fighter. And each knew that their little spar was over with without having to say a word.

Both Saiyans were breathing heavily and smiling. Trunks backed up and sat down, exhausted. With a winded shout of joy, he exclaimed, "All right! It worked!"

Goku plopped down on the grass, taking the lead from his friend. "You nearly got me there. How did you do that? I couldn't use Instant Transmission at all." He was secretly impressed by the young man's skill.

Trunks laid down, breathing in the smell of the sweet, green grass. "I figured out that if I could manipulate energy the same way that I have been dispersing your Kamehameha Wave, then I could do the same with your own molecules." He put his hands behind his head to prop it up slightly. "You see, when you use Instant Transmission, it takes a lot of energy for each molecule to change into light. All I had to do was keep the energy from reaching them and you couldn't do it. Of course," Trunks winced as a pain shot up his side. "I had to really think about that one and couldn't keep up fighting for a second, but that sort of thing will come with practice."

"Incredible," Goku whispered. He suddenly laughed as a thought popped into his head, "Ha! Can you imagine the look on Vegeta's face when he tries to hit you with everything he's got and nothing happens?"

Trunks frowned, suddenly quite serious. "Goku. I don't plan on fighting my father," he almost growled.

Goku shrugged. "You can believe what you want, but well," Goku raised one eyebrow. "He's Vegeta. Whether you plan on fighting him or not, he's going to fight you. I just want to be there to see how he reacts."

Before Trunks had the chance to respond, he saw Chi Chi flying above them on the flying Nimbus, two brown bags of groceries tucked under her arms and heard Gohan running across the yard to meet them, kite diagrams undoubtedly in hand.

Trunks smiled, watching as Goku stood up and pretended not to be exhausted as his picked up his son and spun him around. With a sigh, he managed to stand up himself and listen as Gohan laid out his plans to the three adults.

They all worked together, seamlessly sewing, gathering, measuring, tying like they were a real family.

Trunks looked around at them, amusedly thinking, What a strange family though, Gohan acts so old and Goku so young that it feels more like three brothers and a sister than anything. But Trunks didn't really care if it was strange. It was the best family he'd ever known.

The kite was a complete success and Gohan ran with it for hours, only stopping as night fell.

They discussed the chemical change of burning sugars around a little campfire and even Chi Chi had to laugh as she found out that the "Chemistry Experiment" was in fact more of a smore making contest in the side yard more than anything. It was then that Goku announced that Chemistry was by far his favorite subject, to which they all laughed.

By the campfire, Goku indulged them all to many of his favorite life stories at a request from Trunks, telling of many events from his first time meeting Chi Chi to fighting Frieza.

Trunks felt like a little kid again, back in those few times Gohan had visited and Trunks had pleaded him to talk. If he closed his eyes just so, he could almost imagine it was Gohan there in that orange and blue Gi. His deep, steady voice, soothing the young, lavender haired boy to sleep...