"Well doctor, his father recently was killed and he had been having dreams about him. I just don't know what to do..."


"Ah, so his dad has gone to live a better life. My theory is, is that his father is trying to speak to him. In your sons dreams. Get it? It's like his father misses him and so he is trying to talk to your son through his dreams." Bulma just looked at the doctor as if he didn't know anything.


"Um doctor, I know you wouldn't know this, but my son and his father never did like each other. I doubt a lot that Vegeta would want to talk to him. Ever."


"I see. Well then, the only thing I can suggest is, is well nothing."


"Trunks told me about his dreams, and the last one he had... His father did talk to him. Trunks sure was upset about it... So mad the police found him walking on the middle of the high way and brought him here. These dreams he has, they mean something. Something big, something that could change some ones life for ever. I don't think these dreams are healthy for Trunks, they could emotionally scare him for life! Please doctor. You have to help him!!"




Trunks was tossing and turning. He was having feverish dreams... About him... He can see the strong, fearless figure of his father in the shadows. In all the other dreams, he would stand and then disappear. But this time, he would not go away. It was as if he wanted to kill Trunks. Vegeta was the divil, and he wanted Trunks' soul. All of a sudden, Trunks was standing 10 feet away in the light. Trunks stared at Vegeta. Vegeta stared back. Trunks drew his sward. The light shot like a gun off the mighty weapon and revealed the icy stare of his father. Trunks had forgotten that he was dreaming. It was all too real. He wanted to say something but Vegeta just stood there as if was frozen. Trunks stepped forward. Vegeta didn't move. Trunks ambled toward him again. Still, he was motionless. Trunks walked at a more certain pace... Knowing that Vegeta wouldn't move. Trunks got close enough to see his fathers bold face. However, his mouth was calm and natural. Trunks was now looking striate into his fathers eyes. But they had changed. Trunks was no longer looking into a cold hearted person. He was gazing into the eyes of a loving father who had just seen his son for a long time. He had a small smile on his face, and a single tear rolling down his cheak.


"Trunks..." Vegeta stepped forward and placed his hand on Trunks' shoulder.



"Why do you keep bothering me, your dead. Leave me alone." Vegeta stepped forward and placed his hand on Trunks' shoulder.


"Trunks, don't be like that... I wanted you to know what i', sorry for everything that I have done to you." Trunks looked at him. More tears were drifting down Vegeta's face. More then ever before.


"Hn"


"Please Trunks. I'm sorry, I really am. It may not seen that why, but it's true. Please believe me Trunks."


"Why should does it matter? Your dead, you cant hurt me anymore. You and abuse me anymore. I'm better off with you not in my mind. So leave me alone. I can't bare to look at you." Trunks turned around but his fathers hand, still holding on to his son's shoulder, clung on even harder.


"If you want me to go, then I will. I just wanted you to know that i'm sorry. Also, that i'm glad your safe. I'm glad I died saving my son, other then me watching you die. I knew... You could do so much more with your life then I could. I have already ruined mine. But remember, a parting doesn't need to last... However, that is all up to you. Good-bye my son." With that, he took his hand off Trunks' shoulder and turned around. He didn't move though, but Trunks could hear him trembling. Yet, Trunks was sure he could hear the same from him. Now Trunks was in the dark light.


"I guess, I should forgive him. He said he was sorry, he was even crying. But how could I? Everything he had said, everything he has done... But since he is dead, i'm fine, and he must mean what he said, he didn't die because of his pride, I died... Saving me..." Trunks closed his eyes and cringed.


"Wait... Father, I forgive you." Yet, Vegeta didn't answer.


"Father??" ....


.... "Nothing" Trunks wheeled around and Vegeta was gone. The only thing he could see was the teas his father shed on the ground. Trunks felt the tears building but in his eyes.


"FATHER!!"


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