*Well this is it! The final Chapter! GASP! Well read on! Trunks finally revels
what
went on in his mind during the time he was away!*
Trunks touched down softly on the hard ground. The house was quiet, so he poked
his head in.
"Mom, I'm home!" he yelled. A minuet later he heard a noise that sounded like
someone had thrown themselves down the stairs.
"Trunks?!" he smiled to hear that voice. She ran right into him and then kissed his
cheek, tears staining her face. "Oh God, I thought I would never hear that voice
again!" Trunks embraced her.
"I'm sorry to worry you like that mom." She shook her head. Then her face became
all serious and she smacked him across the face. It didn't hurt but he pretended it
did to make her feel better.
"How could you say you didn't want to come home? And just look at that hair! Ever
heard of a hair cut? Oh and by the way..." she was rambling. He walked off, leaving
her talking to herself, even though she didn't notice. He walked upstairs to his room.
It was how he remembered it, completely untouched, almost as though a shrine to
his
death. Even the bed was left sloppy, as he had made it that morning. He chucked
lightly but then the flickering lights of the Gravity Room caught his eye from the
window.
"Geez glad I came home." Trunks muttered and slipped into bed completely
exhausted.
Trunks woke up in the middle of the night completely starved. He had missed dinner
after all! Quiet as he could, he crept downstairs. Unlike his incapable father, he
could
prepare an edible meal. He felt slightly bad for his mother, it had been bad enough
to
shop for Vegeta, but to shop for food for two full grown male saiyans? He made an
extremely large sub, only to down it in one gulp. Just then he heard the click of the
door.
"Oh crap. I don't want to talk to him!" Trunks said quietly and squatted behind a
chair.
It was completely dark and he heard his father enter and cross the floor. He then
turned around.
"I know you are there." his father said in an annoyed voice. 'Darn! I had hoped he'd
be to tired to sense me!' Trunks thought and stood up behind the chair.
"Hello father." he said calmly.
"Did you get hit on the head or something?" Vegeta asked and Trunks shook his
head. "Then you truly are that stupid?" Trunks said nothing and Vegeta knew that
he should probably talk to the boy, but he had 'Important Business to Discuss' with
Bulma.
"Well don't' just stand there boy! Go to bed!"
"Yes Sir." escaped from Trunks' throat. He had almost expected Vegeta to talk to
him. But who was he kidding? He was still worthless to him. He sighed and walked
up the stairs, followed by his father.
The next day Trunks was watching TV when his mother shut it off and sat next to him.
"So are you ever going to tell me what happened?" she asked, her eyes large and
watering.
"Yea." he said thinking. "Well I guess its like this." he begin.
^I could swear I felt something strange. That's of course why I sent everyone
home.
Then I was in my office and it just blew. I was scared at first. True, I even panicked.
But then I realized that I was bleeding and that there was wood from my desk
sticking
into me. Also I was burned slightly. I started to pull out the splinters, but then I
realized that the flames were spreading quickly. So I took off. I was going to come
home but then it hit me. This was my chance! I could leave this life forever.
Leaving
my cold, hard father behind. I didn't want to come back, not if he didn't want me to
train with him, or he could never be proud of me! So I turned around, and I left,
hopefully never to return. I found a town where I collapsed in front of someone's
door. He took me until I was well again, he also promised that he wouldn't tell
anyone that I was there. So I took an apartment and changed my appearance
slightly. Everybody just went on believing I was dead. Then one day though,
I heard Shelong's voice in my head, asking me if i wanted to go home. I told him
no.
He then asked me if you could come to me. I again told him no. So then I decided
to be more careful and keep my ki real low so that father, or any of the others,
couldn't
find me. I missed you every day though mom.^
His mother hugged him close.
"Oh Trunks I missed you so much! I'm so sorry you felt you had to leave." Tears once
again stained her cheeks. Little did the two know that standing against the door
frame
was a man that overheard the entire thing. He moved away from the door and back
to
his Gravity Room to train.
"So, the boy left because he hates me? hmm." He turned the machine to 250x
gravity
and begin his set of push ups.
Trunks finally pried away from his mother's grasp to go out. He wasn't sure where he
wanted to go, but he had to go somewhere. So he went to the Gravity Room. Even
though he knew his father hated it, he opened the door and heard the gravity return
to
normal. His father let loose a chain of swearing and turned to Trunks.
"What do you want?" he asked snarling.
"Nothing."
"So you wanted to play dead for a while?" Vegeta growled. "Well I can arrange your
death for you!" he let loose dozens of ki blasts. Trunks dodged them and sent out a
fist. The two went into a vicious sparring match. At the end of an hour there was still
no winner. Trunks knew his father wasn't trying, so he gave up. He floated down and
headed for the door.
"Trunks wait! I just wanted to tell you..." Vegeta's voice was soft. Trunks gulped and
wondered if his father would actually say it. It was quiet a few moments.
"Your a weakling! Get Out!" his temper was flaring up again. Trunks walked out with
a smile on his face. It was in the moment of silence he found an answer to the one
question he had in life.
The End.
*Okay so what did you think? Ending was a little strange. I give it that. That
was like 4
pages handwritten! Geez. Wow. Okay well review and thanks a lot!*
