Wasn't meant to be 5
Vegeta turned and left his son standing by himself, and this time he didn't look back.
Trunks clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
'Just a pathetic brat,' his father's words repeating in his head.
'I'm not a pathetic brat. I'm not,' thought Trunks clenching his fists even tighter.
"I'm NOT!!!" screamed Trunks, surprising Vegeta who turned around. With a cry of pure rage Trunks transformed into a super saiyan and lunged himself at his father. He aimed a fist at Vegeta, only to be caught by his father's hand. Trunks swung his left hand at Vegeta, but Vegeta dodged it effortlessly. Trunks tried to kick his father, but Vegeta kneed his son in the stomach was again. Trunks doubled over his father's lap. Right then, Trunks regretted saying that no physical pain could come even close to his father's rejection of him, because his father had just proven him wrong. Vegeta delivered a kick to Trunks' chest, causing him to skid across the ground. The dirt covered him from head to toe. Vegeta just stood and watched as his son attempted to get up. Trunks yelled out in agony as he tried to push himself up. Finally Trunks managed to get up on his knees and hands. He coughed up a couple drops of blood before he looked up at his father. Trunks couldn't even describe the hatred he felt when he saw his father's expressionless face looking back down at him. Trunks' eyes swelled up with tears as he slowly stood up on his feet.
"I hate you," muttered Trunks still glaring at his father.
"I HATE YOU!!!!" screamed Trunks so loud that the entire park shook and before Vegeta could say anything Trunks powered up and flew off.
Vegeta merely looked up at the trail of bright light that his son left, but he made no effort to follow his son. Instead Vegeta turned around and flew back to the Capsule Corporation.
At Capsule Corporation, Bulma was pacing back and forth in the lounge so much that she was wearing the carpet out. She couldn't stop worrying about Trunks. For the whole day she had sensed that something was wrong with Trunks, but she had never imagined it to be this serious. Suddenly she could hear a noise from outside. Quickly she approached the window hoping that it was Trunks. As she stood behind the window, Vegeta flew in. Bulma looked at Vegeta and then outside, hoping that Trunks was close behind, but she couldn't see Trunks anywhere.
"Vegeta, where is Trunks?" asked Bulma. Vegeta ignored her and walked away.
"Vegeta! Where is our son?" demanded Bulma.
"He went off," answered Vegeta, not even bothering to turn around.
"Went where?" asked Bulma.
"How am I supposed to know? He probably went to Kakorat's house," replied Vegeta, before leaving.
Bulma stood in shock. She knew that Vegeta and Trunks must have argued and Trunks left. She didn't know what to do, but suddenly a thought struck her. Quickly Bulma ran to the phone and punched in Goku's phone number.
The phone rang for several second and Bulma felt more and more anxious with each unanswered ring. Just as she was about to hang up, someone picked up the phone.
"Hello?" greeted a calm voice.
"Gohan, this is Bulma," answered Bulma, who was quiet out of breath.
"Bulma, what's wrong? You sound worried," asked Gohan confused.
"Trunks has gone missing. I was wondering if he was at your house."
"Trunks? No, he's not here. What happened to Trunks, Bulma?"
"I'm not really sure, Gohan, but he ran off earlier this evening and Vegeta went to find him, but he came back alone. He just said that Trunks left. I'm suspecting that they got into an argument. I'm really worried about Trunks."
"Do you want us to help you find Trunks?"
"No, its okay. I don't want you guys to have to worry about our problems and I don't think Chi Chi would be too happy either."
"You sure Bulma? I don't mind, really and I'm sure that mum would understand."
"No, its fine Gohan, really."
"Okay then. Well, if Trunks shows up we'll give you a call."
"Thanks a lot Gohan."
"No problems, Bulma. I hope you find Trunks soon."
"Me too. Goodbye Gohan," said Bulma.
"Bye Bulma," answered Gohan.
Sadly Bulma placed the phone down. She began to feel her eyes water. With a look of determination Bulma raced up the stairs and into her bedroom. Quickly she grabbed her coat and capsule. Bulma ran out of her room and through the lounge, but just before she reached the dining room she bumped into Vegeta. Vegeta looked at the capsule in Bulma's hand.
"Where are you going?" asked Vegeta, following Bulma to the front door.
"To find Trunks," answered Bulma putting her coat on.
"But you don't even know where the brat is," replied Vegeta.
"Well, I'll search the entire country if I have to. My son is out there by himself and you might not care, but I DO!!!" yelled Bulma, slamming the door behind her with so much force that bits of the wall broke down. Outside Bulma opened her capsule and revealed a car. She hoped in and stepped on the accelerator.
"Wait for me, Trunks. I'm coming," whispered Bulma as she sped off into the night.
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Vegeta turned and left his son standing by himself, and this time he didn't look back.
Trunks clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
'Just a pathetic brat,' his father's words repeating in his head.
'I'm not a pathetic brat. I'm not,' thought Trunks clenching his fists even tighter.
"I'm NOT!!!" screamed Trunks, surprising Vegeta who turned around. With a cry of pure rage Trunks transformed into a super saiyan and lunged himself at his father. He aimed a fist at Vegeta, only to be caught by his father's hand. Trunks swung his left hand at Vegeta, but Vegeta dodged it effortlessly. Trunks tried to kick his father, but Vegeta kneed his son in the stomach was again. Trunks doubled over his father's lap. Right then, Trunks regretted saying that no physical pain could come even close to his father's rejection of him, because his father had just proven him wrong. Vegeta delivered a kick to Trunks' chest, causing him to skid across the ground. The dirt covered him from head to toe. Vegeta just stood and watched as his son attempted to get up. Trunks yelled out in agony as he tried to push himself up. Finally Trunks managed to get up on his knees and hands. He coughed up a couple drops of blood before he looked up at his father. Trunks couldn't even describe the hatred he felt when he saw his father's expressionless face looking back down at him. Trunks' eyes swelled up with tears as he slowly stood up on his feet.
"I hate you," muttered Trunks still glaring at his father.
"I HATE YOU!!!!" screamed Trunks so loud that the entire park shook and before Vegeta could say anything Trunks powered up and flew off.
Vegeta merely looked up at the trail of bright light that his son left, but he made no effort to follow his son. Instead Vegeta turned around and flew back to the Capsule Corporation.
At Capsule Corporation, Bulma was pacing back and forth in the lounge so much that she was wearing the carpet out. She couldn't stop worrying about Trunks. For the whole day she had sensed that something was wrong with Trunks, but she had never imagined it to be this serious. Suddenly she could hear a noise from outside. Quickly she approached the window hoping that it was Trunks. As she stood behind the window, Vegeta flew in. Bulma looked at Vegeta and then outside, hoping that Trunks was close behind, but she couldn't see Trunks anywhere.
"Vegeta, where is Trunks?" asked Bulma. Vegeta ignored her and walked away.
"Vegeta! Where is our son?" demanded Bulma.
"He went off," answered Vegeta, not even bothering to turn around.
"Went where?" asked Bulma.
"How am I supposed to know? He probably went to Kakorat's house," replied Vegeta, before leaving.
Bulma stood in shock. She knew that Vegeta and Trunks must have argued and Trunks left. She didn't know what to do, but suddenly a thought struck her. Quickly Bulma ran to the phone and punched in Goku's phone number.
The phone rang for several second and Bulma felt more and more anxious with each unanswered ring. Just as she was about to hang up, someone picked up the phone.
"Hello?" greeted a calm voice.
"Gohan, this is Bulma," answered Bulma, who was quiet out of breath.
"Bulma, what's wrong? You sound worried," asked Gohan confused.
"Trunks has gone missing. I was wondering if he was at your house."
"Trunks? No, he's not here. What happened to Trunks, Bulma?"
"I'm not really sure, Gohan, but he ran off earlier this evening and Vegeta went to find him, but he came back alone. He just said that Trunks left. I'm suspecting that they got into an argument. I'm really worried about Trunks."
"Do you want us to help you find Trunks?"
"No, its okay. I don't want you guys to have to worry about our problems and I don't think Chi Chi would be too happy either."
"You sure Bulma? I don't mind, really and I'm sure that mum would understand."
"No, its fine Gohan, really."
"Okay then. Well, if Trunks shows up we'll give you a call."
"Thanks a lot Gohan."
"No problems, Bulma. I hope you find Trunks soon."
"Me too. Goodbye Gohan," said Bulma.
"Bye Bulma," answered Gohan.
Sadly Bulma placed the phone down. She began to feel her eyes water. With a look of determination Bulma raced up the stairs and into her bedroom. Quickly she grabbed her coat and capsule. Bulma ran out of her room and through the lounge, but just before she reached the dining room she bumped into Vegeta. Vegeta looked at the capsule in Bulma's hand.
"Where are you going?" asked Vegeta, following Bulma to the front door.
"To find Trunks," answered Bulma putting her coat on.
"But you don't even know where the brat is," replied Vegeta.
"Well, I'll search the entire country if I have to. My son is out there by himself and you might not care, but I DO!!!" yelled Bulma, slamming the door behind her with so much force that bits of the wall broke down. Outside Bulma opened her capsule and revealed a car. She hoped in and stepped on the accelerator.
"Wait for me, Trunks. I'm coming," whispered Bulma as she sped off into the night.
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Well how do you like it? I would really like to thank all those who reviewed the first few chapters. I'm very grateful. I hope that you all enjoy this chapter. Thanks
