Chapter 4


When Vegeta couldn't train, it was almost always impossible to get himself to fall asleep at night. He would lay awake with restless energy trembling under his flesh, just waiting to be used. After nearly a decade of training himself to near death every day in the Gravity Chamber his wife built and then falling in bed just as his body and mind finally couldn't hold out any longer and had to turn off and sleep, it was just impossible to drift to sleep with all of that unspent energy. So when the Worst Winter that had hit West City in all of history not only knocked out power for most of the city, but had frozen the circuitry inside the Gravity Room leaving it unusable, Vegeta was left wide awake in his dark bedroom alone, with just the soft moonlight slipping in through the curtains and the soft howl of the wind hitting the side of the house to keep him company.

Vegeta groaned in bored and restless torture he was in. He shifted and stuck his right arm under the back of the pillow as he stared aimlessly at the ceiling, his bare upper chest being revealed as the blankets slipped down a little. At least it was nice and warm in the room. The back up Generator's powered the strong furnace keeping the building warm from the frozen wasteland outside.

Tap Tap

''Dad...are you awake?'' Trunks whispered shyly as he opened the door a bit after gently knocking and poked part of his head inside. The moonlight lingered on a small part of his face showing that the 7 year old was blushing a gentle pink. Trunks nervously bit his lip.

Vegeta glanced at the door and frowned a bit as he saw his boy. ''Im awake, what is it Trunks? Its after your bed time.'' Vegeta reminded relaxed but curious.

Trunks stepped into the room and closed the door behind him before sneaking over to his dad's bed. He wore a pajama shirt with reindeer on them and Pajama pants with Santa hats on them. Once he was next to his father's bed he held his hands behind his back in a fit of shyness. ''Can I sleep with you tonight dad...its cold in my room.'' Trunks said as he looked away, his cheeks burning a bit brighter. The lie was obvious.

Eyeing his son's stupidly cute outfit Vegeta remembered that Christmas was in a few days. Another earthling Holiday that he didn't care about very much. Just like with all the other's he had ignored most of it, only participating in a few of them in a small way, other then Thanksgiving, He liked that Holiday, and while he didnt thank any of the earthling god's for the food, he did internally give his respects and thanks to his fallen race, its mighty and Legendary warrior's and to his Saiyan Gods, of which would be feasting with other renowned Warrior's of the Saiyan Race in Galick, the God of Great War and Death's Mead Hall and Arena. The Saiyan Afterlife.

Closing his eyes he gestured for Trunks to crawl in. ''Sure, get in.'' Vegeta said lazily. He could feel his son smile before the boy crawled over him before nestling into his left side. Vegeta wrapped his muscular arm around his son, holding the boy tight to his side while Trunks rested his head on his chest and pulled the blankets up to his neck.

Trunks smiled once he was curled up tight to his dad, he nuzzled deeper into his father's warmth as he sighed happily. Trunks took in a deep breath of his dad's scent. ''Thanks dad.'' Trunks whispered softly. He felt safe in his dad's arms.

Vegeta rolled his eyes as he held his boy a bit tighter, his hand patting his son's rear in a fatherly way. ''Go to sleep Trunks.'' Vegeta said simply.

Trunks smiled and giggled softly as his rear was patted. He already knew the hidden meaning behind his dad's words. ''Love you to dad~.'' Trunks said teasingly.

It was Vegeta's time to blush pink while his son faded asleep next. Damn brat...