Disclaimer: I do not claim to own the DBZ cast, I do claim, however, MY ETERNAL LOVE FOR TRUNKS! :D *faints*
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That's What I Thought
"An accident, Trunks? Well..."
Trunks continued to sit on this bed with his father's words echoing through his mind. What had he meant by that? Had he meant that HE was an accident? A mistake that just happened to be?!
All of this was just so strange! Vegeta had never been this cold to Trunks! He had never implied that his son, the new prince of the Saiya-jin, was a mistake! It must have been his fault! Something he had done must have made his father so cold!
But what? He'd done nothing wrong, except the usual kid stuff that his parent's were surely used to by now! He sighed, hoping his problems would just go away. But no, they were still there. 1:15 A.M.
Trunks was incredibly smart, as you may have guessed, so he decided that this was just plain stupid. To fret over one bad day his dad had. Yeah, that was it! It'd blow over just as it always did! Besides, the gravity room was fixed now (it hadn't been anything major).
His dad would be his normal distant self...Trunks eyelids drooped and he soon fell asleep around 2:00 A.M.
*****
When Trunks awoke his muscles were sore from the training he had been through the day before. It took him a moment to register why he was so achy from a sparring session; right, Vegeta was being rough. By now, he'd dismissed his father's words for a 'bad day' sort of thing and was ready to have another training session.
He quickly dressed and headed downstairs for breakfast that his grandmother would no doubt have waiting for him. When he reached the kitchen, he found it empty--that was strange. He glanced at the clock and nearly cursed in frustration (as his father oft times did). It was already past noon! He was late for his lessons.
He gulped as he ran towards the G.R., ignoring his rumbling stomach. His father wouldn't be happy with his tardiness! However, when he expected his father to be in there already training...the G.R. was empty and dark.
What was going on here?! He decided to track down his mother and see what was going on, but when he got to her lab...it was empty! Suspicion was growing heavily on Trunks mind.
Where else would his mom be? She wasn't in her room...he'd past it on his way down stairs, not in the kitchen, there was no note...the garage! Whenever his mom was stressed, she'd go work on her beloved motorcycles and other vehicles.
Sure enough, that's where she was. Even with her back turned toward him, he could see that she was stressed.
"Hey Mom--" she jumped.
"--where's Dad?" he finished with an eyebrow raised. His mom calmly put down her wrench and turned around.
"He's out," she stated simply.
"But we were su--"
"He's out." Trunks stared at her. Something was wrong. He swallowed hard.
"Is there something wrong, Mom?" Bulma looked surprised by the question.
"Not at all, Trunks--" she began, "--but I have work to do, so why don't you fly over to Goten's or something?"
"Uh...sure..." fly over to Goten's? She'd always brought him over before, never trusting him to fly there on his own...
Instead of flying to Goten's he went into the kitchen and ate two rather large bowls of cereal and headed to his room to think.
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'Dad's gone somewhere when he would normally be training and Mom's acting really weird...' he thought as he stared at his ceiling. Maybe...maybe his dad really meant what he had said before. This was definitely not a 'bad day' thing. He was pissed off at something/someone and Trunks felt as if it were him.
His throat tightened--he would not cry--as his mind raced endlessly. An accident. He caused problems. Everything was his fault. Of course, it's always been that way...he'd just never noticed. Because he was selfish. He was wrong about everything. Terrible fighter...terrible child...terrible person that was never meant to be...
More tears. More of his pride gone. More of everything that made Trunks, Trunks was quietly slipping away.
He turned on his side and buried his face into his arm with negative thoughts swarming around his head. Until, that is, he fell into a bittersweet darkness...
*****
When he finally pulled his hazy mind back into consciousness it was already 2:32 P.M. He groaned inwardly, but soon remembered; he had no training session to get to, because he shouldn't even be alive. He'd have killed himself if he wasn't so scared to. It'd be so easy though...there were so many ways. Each one seemed better than the last and thoughts of death filled his mind.
As his bloodlust grew, his fear lessened. That'd solve everything wouldn't it? Just end it? But no, wait, there was a life after this wasn't there? His dad had mentioned it once...something about 'Kakarott'. No. Death was not the solution to his problem...but the Goddamned truth would be!
*****
He marched down the down the stairs, determination clear in his eyes. All thoughts of ending it all were banished from his mind...The only thing that registered was finding out if he was an accident or not. That's all.
As the little demi-Saiyan reached the kitchen he found his mother sitting at the table, looking rather bored.
"Was I an accident?" he asked without hesitation, his voice devoid of any clear emotion. This was it...
"Huh? Trunks, what did you say?" Bulma asked, her surprise evident.
"Was I an accident?" he inquired again.
"An accident, Trunks? Well..." Bulma paused, where had this come from?
"Of course not!" Bulma said carefully. Trunks looked at her, obviously not convinced.
"Why would you ask such a thing, Trunks?" Bulma slightly changed the subject.
"That's what I thought," Trunks turned and walked quietly out of the room, his face dark.
"Uh! Trunks! Come back!" Bulma called after her son, but he was already gone.
*****
He flew. He didn't know where on this Godforsaken planet he was going, but it was away from his 'family'. And that's all that mattered.
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A/N: You people don't listen...Go read Confusion Reigns ('tis about the Z warriors getting thrown into Mirai Trunks time and they receive a big surprise! ^_^) right after this and review! ;) Oh, anyhow, thankies to all who reviewed! Sorry all, I just LOVE cliff-hangers! ^.^' Okay, Trunks may have seemed a little OOC, but remember he was depressed and depression tinkers with your thoughts. I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M MAKING MY CHIBI TRUNKS ALL DEPRESSED! (You all are going to read Confusion Reigns now? Right? What do you mean? I would never shamelessly self promote my fic, CONFUSION REIGNS! Never would I do such a thing...CONFUSION REIGNS just happens to be a fic of mine that's all! ^_^;)
Excuse this chapter (well, not really). I wrote this at 2:00 A.M. (and the time is now 3:11 A.M...so I got sidetracked!)
