Title: Little Boys Blue
Author: AstroKender
Pairings: None really.
Rating: Action
Warnings: Some OOCness on Goku's and, to a lesser extent, Vegeta's behalf. Nothing major, just enough to move along the plot (that's hidden in there somewhere O.o) Some swearing.
Spoilers: None.
Notes: AU. This fic was written mainly to explore some father/son issues that could have arisen between the Trunks and Cell sagas. This was my first DBZ fanfic so it's a bit raw.
Feedback: Welcome. Please review.
Disclaimers: DBZ belongs to Akira Toriyama and Funimation. This fic is for entertainment purposes and is not in any way meant for profit. Don't sue me.
"The dragon's in the cradle with the Saiyan's spoon
Little boy blue that turns with the moon
When you coming home?
Son, I don't know when.
But we'll get together then.
You know we'll have a good time then"
Cat's in the Cradle,
perverted for convenience.
"It was a good idea to come out here today, don't you think Trunks?"
Trunks paused in the discreet observation of his father to peer up at the powerful Saiyan walking beside him. "Uh, yeah, Goku. It's real nice out here." He quickly glanced back at Vegeta in time to catch his detersive sneer.
"I have better things to do than to hang around you people on a silly little picnic." The Saiyan Prince growled. Behind him, Gohan looked up from his conversation with Piccolo.
"But, Vegeta, it's just for one day." he chimed in. "And we really needed a break from all the fighting we've had to do."
Vegeta stared down at the young boy. Why did Gohan insist on trying to befriend everyone? "We should all still be training. A warrior has no need for relaxation."
"You'll have fun when we get to the lake, I'm sure of it." The young demi-saiyan stated optimistically. His excitement carrying with it a rush of bravery, Gohan laughed and grabbed Vegeta's hand, dragging him forward. Stunned, the surly man could only follow the young Saiyan dumbly.
Trunks' eyes widened in surprise as Gohan rushed past him with his father in tow. The plum-haired warrior looked back at Piccolo in confusion, only to see the Namek gazing after Gohan fondly. Feeling a sudden tenseness in the air, Trunks' gaze latched onto Goku, who had been watching the proceedings with an almost imperceptible frown on his face.
"Goku, is something wrong?"
The Saiyan shook his head, quickly turning back into his happy-go-lucky self. "Not at all, Trunks! Come on, let's catch up with those two." He turned his head slightly, as he called out to the green skinned man following them. "You coming, Piccolo?"
Piccolo's eyes finally left Gohan long enough to glance at the young boy's father. "I'm right behind you."
"As always." Goku mumbled, loud enough for the Namek to hear. Piccolo's eyes narrowed but he remained silent. Trunks coughed nervously and quickened his steps; eager to catch up with Gohan and his seemingly calming effect he had on people.
***
"Last one in is a monkey's uncle!" Gohan cried, shedding his clothes as his dived towards the cool blue water of the lake.
The others watched as he hit the water with a splash. Goku looked at the other's and shrugged. He quickly doffed his fighter's gear and joined his son. Trunks looked hesitantly at his father and then slowly began removing his own clothing.
Gohan looked up from splashing his dad to stare at the two remaining fighters. "Piccolo, Vegeta! Hop on in! The water feels really great!"
Vegeta stared off into the distance. "This is foolish."
Gohan's smile dimmed, but he brightened quickly as an idea popped in his head. "It would be a great workout, almost as good as training. And maybe we can spar later!"
The Saiyan Prince stared at the boy. He had always wanted to test the little runt's seemingly immense powers, but Kakarot always got in the way. And the weather was a little hot for his constrictive fighter's suit.
"Oh, very well." He nodded his head grudgingly and began removing his boots.
Piccolo stood watching, a little off to the side. Trunks took his gaze off his father to stare at the Namek. "Aren't you getting in Piccolo?"
"No. I don't think so."
At this Goku looked up. "Why is that, Piccolo? Gohan is always talking about how you guys swim together. Are you too good to be in the same water as the rest of us?" Now why did I say that? Goku asked himself.
The green skinned warrior growled at him. "That's besides the point. I don't wish to swim because-"
"Oh!" Gohan cried. "I almost forgot!" He ran out of the water, his boxers dripping. Skidding to a halt beside his backpack, the young Saiyan rummaged through it.
"Piccolo doesn't want to swim because he doesn't have any shorts. While that's normally not a problem with just the two of us, it would be sort of embarrassing in front of all you guys."
Ignoring the other's incredulous looks, Gohan finally pulled out a black pair of swimming trunks. He walked solemnly up to his teacher and friend. "Here ya go, Piccolo. I got them with my allowance the last time I was in town. I hope they are the right size."
The Namek gazed down at the black cloth, wide eyed. Shaking his head, he smiled down at Gohan. "Thanks, kid." Taking the shorts in hand, Piccolo walked off to go change.
Goku frowned as he watched Gohan staring happily at Piccolo's back. Clearing his throat, he called out to his son. "Hey, Gohan! Aren't you going to get back in the water?"
"Huh?" Gohan looked up. "Oh, yeah Dad! I'm coming! Glancing back once more into the woods in which the Namek had disappeared, the young boy ran back toward the lake and jumped in, managing to splash Vegeta in the process.
"Why you little runt! I'll get you for that!" Diving into the water, the Saiyan prince made a grab for the small boy. Gulping, Gohan dived under the water, trying to get away. The water was still for a few minutes and Trunks looked at Goku, his expression a bit panicked. Two heads popped up a moment later and his eyes widened.
"Take that!" Vegeta cried, repeatedly dunking the already soggy Gohan. Giggling and sputtering, Gohan slid out of Vegeta's grip and splashed him. Growling, Vegeta attacked him again.
Trunks watched all of this with a strange ache in his chest. "Are-are they playing?!"
Goku watched the scene unfold, his own eyes wide. "It looks like it. Amazing."
"We are not playing!" Vegeta shouted, even though a smile was creeping up on his lips. "We're training and if you two ninnies are too weak to take me on then you should just go pick some flowers or something!"
"I believe that was a challenge!" Goku shouted, jumping into the fray.
Trunks watched the three as the moved around, feinting and attacking. His eyes darkened as he lowered his head. Why can't I join them? Why is it so hard for me to relax around my father?
"Is there a problem, Trunks?" Piccolo asked, coming up behind him.
Trunks turned towards the tall Namek. Piccolo looked odd in swimming shorts, but since Trunks had never been around the green-skinned man, he imagined Piccolo would look odd to him in any clothing. He summoned up a false smile. "Nope. Not a thing. Just getting ready to jump in!"
"Piccolo!" Gohan squirmed away from his dad to swim over towards them both. "They fit!"
The Namek smiled. "Yeah kid, they fit just fine." Laughing Gohan looked up at him expectantly.
"Well, come on! I bet you can't catch me!"
Piccolo's smile grew as his eyes narrowed. "Oh, really?" He flashed out of sight only to reappear in the water behind the dark-haired boy. Gohan whirled around just as the Namek's hand dashed out, and the chase began.
Trunks grinned at the two and finally dove into the water. Reemerging his smile faded somewhat as he saw Goku's narrowed eyes and tensed shoulders. Biting his lip, Trunks swam over.
"My mom told me how you used to fish here all the time. She said you brought home dinner that was bigger than you are!"
Goku looked over at him and grinned. "But not bigger than my appetite!" The two laughed heartily and Goku grabbed the young man's shoulder. "Come on, there is this really cool waterfall I'm sure you'll love!"
Trunks grinned. "That sounds great!"
Taking one last look as his son swam with Piccolo, the Saiyan dove deep into the water, Trunks immediately following. A short distance away, off to the side of the two splashing combatitives, Vegeta's dark eyes watched them disappear.
***
Author: AstroKender
Pairings: None really.
Rating: Action
Warnings: Some OOCness on Goku's and, to a lesser extent, Vegeta's behalf. Nothing major, just enough to move along the plot (that's hidden in there somewhere O.o) Some swearing.
Spoilers: None.
Notes: AU. This fic was written mainly to explore some father/son issues that could have arisen between the Trunks and Cell sagas. This was my first DBZ fanfic so it's a bit raw.
Feedback: Welcome. Please review.
Disclaimers: DBZ belongs to Akira Toriyama and Funimation. This fic is for entertainment purposes and is not in any way meant for profit. Don't sue me.
"The dragon's in the cradle with the Saiyan's spoon
Little boy blue that turns with the moon
When you coming home?
Son, I don't know when.
But we'll get together then.
You know we'll have a good time then"
Cat's in the Cradle,
perverted for convenience.
"It was a good idea to come out here today, don't you think Trunks?"
Trunks paused in the discreet observation of his father to peer up at the powerful Saiyan walking beside him. "Uh, yeah, Goku. It's real nice out here." He quickly glanced back at Vegeta in time to catch his detersive sneer.
"I have better things to do than to hang around you people on a silly little picnic." The Saiyan Prince growled. Behind him, Gohan looked up from his conversation with Piccolo.
"But, Vegeta, it's just for one day." he chimed in. "And we really needed a break from all the fighting we've had to do."
Vegeta stared down at the young boy. Why did Gohan insist on trying to befriend everyone? "We should all still be training. A warrior has no need for relaxation."
"You'll have fun when we get to the lake, I'm sure of it." The young demi-saiyan stated optimistically. His excitement carrying with it a rush of bravery, Gohan laughed and grabbed Vegeta's hand, dragging him forward. Stunned, the surly man could only follow the young Saiyan dumbly.
Trunks' eyes widened in surprise as Gohan rushed past him with his father in tow. The plum-haired warrior looked back at Piccolo in confusion, only to see the Namek gazing after Gohan fondly. Feeling a sudden tenseness in the air, Trunks' gaze latched onto Goku, who had been watching the proceedings with an almost imperceptible frown on his face.
"Goku, is something wrong?"
The Saiyan shook his head, quickly turning back into his happy-go-lucky self. "Not at all, Trunks! Come on, let's catch up with those two." He turned his head slightly, as he called out to the green skinned man following them. "You coming, Piccolo?"
Piccolo's eyes finally left Gohan long enough to glance at the young boy's father. "I'm right behind you."
"As always." Goku mumbled, loud enough for the Namek to hear. Piccolo's eyes narrowed but he remained silent. Trunks coughed nervously and quickened his steps; eager to catch up with Gohan and his seemingly calming effect he had on people.
***
"Last one in is a monkey's uncle!" Gohan cried, shedding his clothes as his dived towards the cool blue water of the lake.
The others watched as he hit the water with a splash. Goku looked at the other's and shrugged. He quickly doffed his fighter's gear and joined his son. Trunks looked hesitantly at his father and then slowly began removing his own clothing.
Gohan looked up from splashing his dad to stare at the two remaining fighters. "Piccolo, Vegeta! Hop on in! The water feels really great!"
Vegeta stared off into the distance. "This is foolish."
Gohan's smile dimmed, but he brightened quickly as an idea popped in his head. "It would be a great workout, almost as good as training. And maybe we can spar later!"
The Saiyan Prince stared at the boy. He had always wanted to test the little runt's seemingly immense powers, but Kakarot always got in the way. And the weather was a little hot for his constrictive fighter's suit.
"Oh, very well." He nodded his head grudgingly and began removing his boots.
Piccolo stood watching, a little off to the side. Trunks took his gaze off his father to stare at the Namek. "Aren't you getting in Piccolo?"
"No. I don't think so."
At this Goku looked up. "Why is that, Piccolo? Gohan is always talking about how you guys swim together. Are you too good to be in the same water as the rest of us?" Now why did I say that? Goku asked himself.
The green skinned warrior growled at him. "That's besides the point. I don't wish to swim because-"
"Oh!" Gohan cried. "I almost forgot!" He ran out of the water, his boxers dripping. Skidding to a halt beside his backpack, the young Saiyan rummaged through it.
"Piccolo doesn't want to swim because he doesn't have any shorts. While that's normally not a problem with just the two of us, it would be sort of embarrassing in front of all you guys."
Ignoring the other's incredulous looks, Gohan finally pulled out a black pair of swimming trunks. He walked solemnly up to his teacher and friend. "Here ya go, Piccolo. I got them with my allowance the last time I was in town. I hope they are the right size."
The Namek gazed down at the black cloth, wide eyed. Shaking his head, he smiled down at Gohan. "Thanks, kid." Taking the shorts in hand, Piccolo walked off to go change.
Goku frowned as he watched Gohan staring happily at Piccolo's back. Clearing his throat, he called out to his son. "Hey, Gohan! Aren't you going to get back in the water?"
"Huh?" Gohan looked up. "Oh, yeah Dad! I'm coming! Glancing back once more into the woods in which the Namek had disappeared, the young boy ran back toward the lake and jumped in, managing to splash Vegeta in the process.
"Why you little runt! I'll get you for that!" Diving into the water, the Saiyan prince made a grab for the small boy. Gulping, Gohan dived under the water, trying to get away. The water was still for a few minutes and Trunks looked at Goku, his expression a bit panicked. Two heads popped up a moment later and his eyes widened.
"Take that!" Vegeta cried, repeatedly dunking the already soggy Gohan. Giggling and sputtering, Gohan slid out of Vegeta's grip and splashed him. Growling, Vegeta attacked him again.
Trunks watched all of this with a strange ache in his chest. "Are-are they playing?!"
Goku watched the scene unfold, his own eyes wide. "It looks like it. Amazing."
"We are not playing!" Vegeta shouted, even though a smile was creeping up on his lips. "We're training and if you two ninnies are too weak to take me on then you should just go pick some flowers or something!"
"I believe that was a challenge!" Goku shouted, jumping into the fray.
Trunks watched the three as the moved around, feinting and attacking. His eyes darkened as he lowered his head. Why can't I join them? Why is it so hard for me to relax around my father?
"Is there a problem, Trunks?" Piccolo asked, coming up behind him.
Trunks turned towards the tall Namek. Piccolo looked odd in swimming shorts, but since Trunks had never been around the green-skinned man, he imagined Piccolo would look odd to him in any clothing. He summoned up a false smile. "Nope. Not a thing. Just getting ready to jump in!"
"Piccolo!" Gohan squirmed away from his dad to swim over towards them both. "They fit!"
The Namek smiled. "Yeah kid, they fit just fine." Laughing Gohan looked up at him expectantly.
"Well, come on! I bet you can't catch me!"
Piccolo's smile grew as his eyes narrowed. "Oh, really?" He flashed out of sight only to reappear in the water behind the dark-haired boy. Gohan whirled around just as the Namek's hand dashed out, and the chase began.
Trunks grinned at the two and finally dove into the water. Reemerging his smile faded somewhat as he saw Goku's narrowed eyes and tensed shoulders. Biting his lip, Trunks swam over.
"My mom told me how you used to fish here all the time. She said you brought home dinner that was bigger than you are!"
Goku looked over at him and grinned. "But not bigger than my appetite!" The two laughed heartily and Goku grabbed the young man's shoulder. "Come on, there is this really cool waterfall I'm sure you'll love!"
Trunks grinned. "That sounds great!"
Taking one last look as his son swam with Piccolo, the Saiyan dove deep into the water, Trunks immediately following. A short distance away, off to the side of the two splashing combatitives, Vegeta's dark eyes watched them disappear.
***