Bulma was in her office, finishing up paper work. Her son Trunks, who is now five years old, is
running around her office, chasing his grandpa's black cat.

"Trunks, can you please stop running?" Bulma asked.

"No, I'm going to get kitty," Trunks giggled, still chasing the cat. The cat ran out of the office
and Trunks followed.

"Sheesh, finally some peace and quiet," Bulma sighed.

Trunks chased the cat all the way out to the backyard. Trunks tripped while chasing it. He
landed on his knee and sat up. He poked the scratch and began to cry.

"Waaaahhhhh! It hurts!" Trunks wailed.

Vegeta came out from the gravity machine to take a break from training. He raised his left eye
brow when he heard Trunks crying.

"Ugghh. The brat is crying again," Vegeta said coldly. He was disgusted that his own son was
crying at the top of his lungs. Vegeta walked over to Trunks and glared at him. "What is wrong
with you?" he asked coldly.

"I... I got... got a scratch because I tripped and it hurts," he stammered and whimpered. Trunks
tried to stop, knowing that how much Vegeta hates to see him cry.

"You're half Saiyan, you can't cry over a puny scratch! Have some pride," he growled.

"But it..." Trunks whined.

"No buts!" Vegeta growled again.

"Okay..." Trunks whimpered and got up. He ran back inside to Bulma. Trunks stormed in
Bulma's office and ran to her and jumped on her lap. Trunks began to cry again.

"What happened?" Bulma asked, hugging Trunks.

"I tripped and I got this scratch," Trunks whimpered, showing Bulma the scratch.

"My poor baby," Bulma said sympathetically.

"Papa saw me cry and told me not to cry. He said I was half Saiyan. How come Papa is always
like that to me?" Trunks asked with a whimper.

"I don't know. Your Papa sometimes confuses me too. But don't worry, I'll talk to him about
that," Bulma replied and putted Trunks down. "Wait here. I'll get some band aid for your
scratch," Bulma said and left the room. After a few seconds, Bulma came back and putted a band
aid on Trunks' scratch. "There, it's going to be better now. Why won't you go to your room and
play with the PlayStation we got you?" Bulma then shooed Trunks out of her office.

When Trunks was out of sight, Bulma went outside to find Vegeta, making sure that he won't
hear them argue. Bulma found Vegeta training in the gravity room. She knocked on the door but
Vegeta wasn't answering. She turned to the control panel beside the door and shutted it off. The
door opened and Vegeta came out.

"What do you want?" he asked in his casual cold voice.

"I just want to talk," Bulma replied coldly. Vegeta knew what was coming when he saw Bulma's
eyes shine in anger.

"Is this about Trunks and his puny scratch?" Vegeta said sarcastically.

"Yes! Vegeta, why can't you be a father to your son?!!! You never speak to him or play with
him," Bulma spat.

"Your point?"

"And guess what? Chi Chi phoned me yesterday that when Trunks go to Goten's, he wants to
play catch with Gokou sometimes instead of playing with Goten. Vegeta, your son hungers for a
father's love. I don't want my baby to grow without a father!" Bulma shouted, her eyes started to
form tears.

"Why should I care?"

"He's YOUR son Vegeta! Just because your father never cared about you doesn't mean you
have to do the same thing to him!" Bulma yelled, tears were now rolling down her cheeks.

Vegeta let out a "humph" and walked away.

"Come back here!" Bulma yelled but Vegeta ignored her.

Little did they know that Trunks was watching them from his room. "My Papa and Mama are
fighting again because of me. Why are they doing this?" Trunks thought and tears began to form
in his eyes.

Later in the evening:

"Trunks! Trunks! TRRRUUUNNNKKKSSS!" Bulma yelled while looking for Trunks around
Capsule Corporation. "Where could he be?" she asked herself, starting to get worried. Bulma
went outside and saw Vegeta sparring with himself in the backyard. "Have you seen Trunks?"
she asked, sounding really worried.

"Why? What's wrong?" Vegeta answered, with a bit of concern in his voice.

"I can't find Trunks anywhere," Bulma said.

"Did you try Kakarott's house? He's always there playing with Kakarott's brat."

"Maybe," Bulma whispered and ran back inside to phone Chi Chi.

"I'm sorry Bulma, but Trunks is not here," Chi Chi replied from the phone.

"Okay, thanks anyway," Bulma said and turned the phone off. Bulma also phoned everyone but
they didn't find or see Trunks. Bulma went back outside to Vegeta. "Nobody found him," she
said, tears started to form in her eyes.

"What?!!! Nobody found him?!!!" Vegeta actually sounded worried. He went over to Bulma
and hugged her.

"My poor baby is out there in the dark by himself. What if something happens to him?" she
sobbed.

"Calm down. Let's go inside and figure something out," Vegeta suggested, walking Bulma back
inside.

Bulma was talking to the police over the phone in the kitchen. She told them that Trunks
dissappeared.

"We'll try our best ma'am," a police told her over the phone.

"Okay. Thanks," Bulma said and hang up.

"What did they say?" Vegeta asked.

"They said they'll do their best to find Trunks. I wonder what made him dissappear like that," she
replied. "Hey, can't you track him down by finding his ki?"

"I can't. Trunks doesn't have any. He has to train like me to build up a ki," Vegeta answered.

***

"They won't find me here," Trunks panted as he sat under a tree, deep in the forest. "Papa and
Mama won't fight anymore now that I'm gone." Trunks lay on the ground and fell asleep.

Trunks woke up when morning came. His stomach growled in hunger. He got up and searched
for food. He found an apple tree and climbed it.

"Yuumm. This apple is good," Trunks said as he took a bite of the apple he held on his hand. He
climbed the tree higher and picked more apples and dropped them on the ground. He jumped
down and gathered the apples he dropped. It only took him five minutes to gobble them all up.
After that, he was thirsty and got up to search for water. He found a small, clear stream. He bent
down and dunked his face in the stream and began to drink. "Boy, that's nice and cold water."

***

"What did the police say about Trunks?" Vegeta asked Bulma, eating his breakfast with her in the
kitchen.

"They found nothing," Bulma sighed.

"Really? Any idea why he ran away?"

"Don't be so dense you ape! He probably ran away because of YOU!!!" Bulma yelled as she
stood up and slammed her fists on the table. Vegeta remained silent. "What if we never find
him?" she sobbed. She putted her hands on her face and began to cry and ran up to their room.

Vegeta followed her. He saw Bulma crying on the bed as he entered their room. "I'm sorry..."
he said, sitting beside her on the bed. Bulma sat up and glared at Vegeta.

"What do you mean you're sorry!" she exploded. "Before we got married you told me that you
would care for Trunks! You broke your promise Vegeta. Why can't you be a father to Trunks?"

"I don't know... It's just that..." Vegeta stammered.

"...Your stupid pride won't let you, isn't it?!!! I don't believe this?!!! You'd rather stick to your
pride rather than love your son?!!!" Bulma yelled.

"Now don't you dare say that!!! I may not show it but I love Trunks..." he whispered on his last
statement and Bulma heard.

"What did you say?"

"I said I love Trunks. I know that this is all my fault, me and my stupid pride. I don't want to
lose my only son..." Vegeta answered and tears formed in his eyes.

Vegeta was flying above the forests, looking for Trunks since the police couldn't find him.
"Trunks! Trunks!" he cried from the air. "Where could he be?"

***

Meanwhile:

"Now that I got breakfast, I better find a place to stay," Trunks thought while skipping around the
forest. His head kept turning around as he walked, looking for a suitable place to live. He kept
walking and realized that he was out of the forests. He has wondered in a meadow. "Wow, I'm
in the meadow," Trunks giggled as he ran around. "This place is better than the zoo!" he
exclaimed as he saw deers, rabbits, birds, and many more, all free doing what they want to do, just
like him. Trunks then stopped running around when the animals looked at him, he hoped that he
didn't scare them but he did and they ran away from him. Trunks sighed and continued to walk to
look for a place to stay. "Oh, when am I going to find a place to stay? I should have taken some
of Mama's house capsules with me," he groaned.

The ground then began to shake. "Huh?" Trunks gasped as he saw a cloud of dust heading his
way. He realized that the herd of deer he chased away were stampeding his way. "Aaaaahhhhh!"
he screamed as he began to run without looking back. "I knew I should have stayed back in the
forests," he cursed himself.

Trunks tripped on a big rock while running. He rolled over to get up and saw that a deer was
about to stomp on him. "Aaaahhhh!" he cried as he covered his face, expecting death any second
now. He opened his eyes after a few moments and saw that the deer that was to stomp on him
was pinned on the ground by a wolf. He got up and spun around. He saw other wolves taking
down the other deers. "Waaaaahhhhh!" he screeched and ran and a wolf went after him.
"Yikes!" he cried as he saw the wolf chasing him.

Trunks tripped again and the wolf was about to pounce on him but he got up in time to avoid the
attack. He shook his head as he got up and ran. "Happy thoughts! Happy thoughts!" he thought
panickly, trying to overcome fear so he won't tripped again. Trunks saw a tree while he was
running and climbed it as he reached it. "I'll be safe here..." he panted as he reached the highest
branch. The wolf that chased him was down below, snarling at him and then others joined.
Trunks whimpered as the pack of wolves were snarling and howling at him. Trunks sat up on the
branch and began to cry to himself. "What did I do to deserve this?" he sniffed and saw a blew
laser coming towards the wolves. "Huh? Papa?" he gasped.

"BOOM!" as the blue laser hit the pack of wolves, killing all of them instantly.

"Leave my son alone you pathetic mutts!" Vegeta growled as he landed on the ground.

"Papa?"

"Yes, Trunks. Can you come down here so I can take you home?" Vegeta asked softly.

"No."

"Why?"

"You... you hate me. You and Mama will fight again if I come home. You always fight and it's
always about me," Trunks said with tears rolling down his cheeks.

"I see... Look Trunks," Vegeta started as he levitated from the ground and flew over to Trunks.
Vegeta sat beside him but Trunks moved away, keeping his distance. Vegeta looked at Trunks'
eyes, they looked scared, scared of him. "Look Trunks, I don't hate you, I love you," Vegeta
started again.

"No you don't. You hate me," Trunks whined as more tears came from his eyes.

"That's not true. I love you, you and your Mama but I haven't realized that since you ran away.
I'm really sorry, sorry for not giving you any attention and for being a bad father. Come here, so
I can take you home, your Mama is really worried," Vegeta said as softly as he could.

"Mama?"

"Yes. You really scared both of us," Vegeta said as he leapt from the branch and flew over to
Trunks. "Come on let's go home. I promise I'll try to be a father from now on," he said, offering
his hands to Trunks.

"Okay," Trunks nodded as he jumped from the branch and Vegeta caught him. Trunks clang to
his body and snuggled on his chest. Vegeta hugged him tightly and kissed him on the cheek as
they took off.

"Don't do that again, okay?"

"Okay," Trunks yawned and fell asleep on Vegeta's hands while they were flying back home.