Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z, that old lady over there *points to
old lady* - *old lady farts* okay. O.o And I also don't own my own elephant
named Robert.. but I will one day.. but not the old lady cause she smells
too *passes out from lack of oxygen*
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Weep Not For The Memories
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Trunks sat there waiting for his mom, shivering without a jacket to protect him from the bitter cold, but it seemed that she would never show up. He started debating on whether or not he should try and get home on his own or not, wiping away the tears from his eyes; looking up at the school clock once more "6:30.. She's not coming." He sobbed, and just at that moment he saw a car pull up in front of the school. "Mom!" He whispered excitedly as he stood up from the step where he sat. It was dark so Trunks couldn't really see the person in the driver's seat. He just assumed it was his mother, who else would be at the school this late? He was wrong though. As the figure stepped out of the car, unmasking themselves to be none other than Gohan. "Gohan!!" cried out Goten in glee as he ran up to his older brother and hugged him tightly. "Whoa! Hey there squirt! How was soccer practice?" Gohan laughed. "It was great!!" Goten smiled. "I scored a goal, twice!!" "Wow, I bet that was pretty awesome, huh Goten?" Gohan smiled at his little brother. "It was all net!!" he smirked. "Uhh.. I think that's basket ball Goten, but uhh get in the car." Gohan laughed as he began to sit back down in the car but suddenly noticed someone sitting on the steps. "Goten.." Gohan paused for a moment. "Who's that?" "Uhh.. I dunno." Goten answered clueless as he stared out the car window. Gohan walked over to the little boy sitting on the steps of the front doors to the school.- "Trunks?" questioned Gohan as he got a better glimce of the child. "H..hi Gohan." Trunks shivered. "What in world are you doing here?!" Gohan asked in curiosity and panic, as they watched all the other soccer players clear out of the building. "I..I'm..w..waiting for my mom t..to pick me up." Trunks shivered more, stuttering between words. "Here.." breathed Gohan as he took off his jacket and gently placed it around Trunks's shoulders. "You mean she hasn't shown up yet?" "No.." he sobbed. "Ohh man.. you better come with us then." Offered Gohan. "C'mon Trunks." Gohan led Trunks into the car. "Hi Trunks!!" Greeted Goten cheerfully. "Hi." Trunks sighed as he sat down next to him. "Guess what??" Goten questioned Trunks excitedly- "I made two whole goals today in soccer practice!! I took that Bobby McChaffer out good! He didn't know what hit him!" Trunks could barely form a smile to show his enthusiasm for his best friend's victory. Of course he didn't have much enthusiasm about anything at the time. "Goten.." interrupted Gohan softly "How about you save the rest of the story for the dinner table? That way we all can hear about it." "Uhh.. Okay!" Smirked Goten as he smiled over at Trunks who he realized had tears streaming down the sides of his face. Goten didn't know what to say at first, he knew that he probably shouldn't have said anything to Trunks at the time- After all he could kind of tell Gohan was hinting him to "shut up". But he opened his big mouth anyway. "Trunks?" he questioned softly. "What are you doing?" Trunks wiped the tears from his eyes- "Nnnothing Goten." He sniffled. "Yeah.. I think you were doin something." Goten urged his friend to tell him. "No Goten I wasn't.." Trunks assured his friend, trying to cover up for his tears. "You were crying Trunks." Goten stated bluntly. Gohan glanced back at the two through the rear-view-mirror in the car as he drove, praying that Goten would leave Trunks alone about it. Gohan also started to take serious notice to Trunks's bandages but felt it best not to ask. "No, no I wasn't!" "I saw you though.. just now." "Goten.." Gohan whispered in annoyance worriedly. "Trunks, boys aren't supposed to cry." Goten began to lecture his friend. "Goten..." Gohan whispered louder. "I think that--" Goten was cut short by Gohan-"GOTEN!!" Goten immediately jumped back in his seat from Gohan's angry and loud tone. "Well they aren't.." Mumbled Goten. And just when Gohan was about to give Goten a little lecture of his own... he was also interrupted. "Well maybe I have a good reason to be crying Goten!!" Shouted Trunks in a angry, sobbing state as he tried his best to hold back his tears. And he did manage to do so, it was hard for him though. His face felt this burning pain on his cheeks from sitting out in the cold for so long and not even bothering to wipe away his tears. They dried on the sides of his face and it stung him. Goten didn't know what to say to Trunks after that, but he still tried to think up some way to express his feelings across. "Oh well, I always just thought that---" he was cut off again- "No Goten you didn't think!! Just leave me alone.." Trunks shouted at him. "But Trunks.." - "Because you have no idea what it's like to live my life!!" He raised his voice even more. "Hey! Come on you two, Goten leave him alone!!" Gohan yelled at them both. - "We're almost home." Gohan was surprised how mature Trunks was for his age, just the way he talked. And it made him wonder what had Trunks gone through differently that made him the way he was. Goten just turned his head away from Trunks and stared out the window, watching the other cars drive by them. And Trunks did the same- looking out his window but not noticing the scenery, but rather just reflecting on all the horrible nights and moments of his short life. Finally Gohan pulled up in the Son drive way and pulled the keys out of the ignition. - "Alright boys, we're here." Gohan spoke up, breaking the silence. Goten was ready to hit the hay, already half-asleep as he leaned his head against the window. Trunks just stepped out of the car and walked over to Gohan. "Listen Gohan.." Trunks said softly as he watched Gohan open the side door to the car and pick up Goten into his arms. "I'm sorry for losing it in there earlier.. it's just I-" - "Shhh.. It's okay Trunks, no need to apologize to me." Gohan comforted him assuringly. "Now what's say we get this baka inside before we all catch our deaths out here" ::Oh God I sound like mom:: Gohan mentally slapped himself for saying what he had just and opened the door to his family's house. "Hey Mom! We're home!!" Gohan called out as he still held his younger brother in his arms. "Ohhh Hi sweetheart!!" ChiChi greeted his sons as she ran in from the kitchen, still wearing her apron. The aroma of freshly baked deserts filled the house. "Hi mom.. he uhh.. kinda fell asleep on the way home." Gohan explained- lowering his voice so as not to wake Goten. "Well then." ChiChi exclaimed. "I guess he'll just have to miss out on the chocolate pie I made for desert now wont he?" "CHOCOLATE PIE?!" Goten shouted happily as he jumped down from Gohan's gentle hold. ChiChi only giggled as her son hugged her leg. "Well hello to you too Goten!" she laughed. "Oh!" she gasped cheerfully. "I didn't noticed we had company! Hello there Trunks, how are you doing?" Trunks walked in front of Gohan and stared up at ChiChi "Hi Mrs. Son." He greeted softly. As soon as ChiChi got a good look at him she was quick to question about his bandages. "Oh my Lord! Sweetie what happened to you?!" She exclaimed concernedly. "Nothing.." sighed Trunks glaring down at his shoes. "Well it looks to me like an AWFUL LOT of nothing has happened to you." She shouted saracastically. "Here.. come sit." She escorted him to the couch. "Thank you." He said softly. "Gohan go get your father, I'm sure he'd love to see Trunks!" She suggested. "Sure, where is he?" Gohan questioned enthusiastically. "Out back." She paused as she looked out the kitchen window and watched him- "Training." "Okie Dokie.." smiled Gohan. "No!" shouted Trunks. "That's okay..I wouldn't want you to bother him or anything.." Trunks covered up. - "I mean I'm sure he's busy with his training and all." Trunks knew Goku would be quick to understand what happened to him, or at least that's what he feared. "No, no don't be silly!!" Smiled ChiChi "He'd be more than happy to come inside and see you! Besides it's getting close to dinner.. and well we haven't seen you in so long." ChiChi rambled on. - "Go get your father dear." She urged the still-standing-in-the-hall-way- Gohan. "Oh, yeah!" He dashed out the back door and into the back yard. "Goten, come in here and help set the table." ChiChi ordered her son. "Yes mama.." Goten sighed unwillingly. "You boys showed up right in time for supper.." ChiChi began "You Saiyans.. It's almost like your stomachs lead you home in time. That's all you pigs ever do is eat, eat, eat!!" Goten just rolled his eyes as his helped lay the silverware down on the table. "What's for dinner mama?" Goten asked curiously. "Meatloaf.." She smiled. Goten cringed. "Meatloaf?!? Yuck.."
"Goten! How many times must I scold you for that!" She growled at him, hitting him on the head with a spachuela. "Picky, picky."
"Ahh! So it's true! Trunks's'come to pay us a visit!!" Goku greeted as he walked inside from his training grounds out-back.
All attention was drawn to Goku. "Hello Mr. Son." Said Trunks politely. "Mr. Son??" laughed Goku. "Don't be silly Trunks!! Call me Goku.. Mr. Son.. it sounds so..so.." - "Proper?" interrupted ChiChi "No." - "Polite?" - "No." - "Mature?" - "Grown up.." cringed Goku. "Sorry, Goku.." said Trunks. "Naahh! It's fine! So how ya be...-" Goku was suddenly cut short of words as soon as he laid eyes on Trunks's bandages and wounds. "Trunks.." questioned Goku soft and sternly. "Now Goku! I have meatloaf hot and ready on the table, I finally decided to use those tomatos in a salad for you, and of course there's rice, bread, and a lovely chocolate pie for desert!" ChiChi gloated of her cooking as she entered the living room, noticing her words went unheard though. Trunks only stared at Goku for moments, waiting for him to ask what had happened to him like everyone else had. He hated lying, especially to people he cared so deeply about. But all Goku could do was stare back at him, seeming jumpy and concerned almost as if he knew what had happened to him. Goku slowly walked over to Trunks and sat him down. - "Trunks." he repeated himself. "It's very important that you tell me who did this to you." ::Who did this to me? Oh no.. maybe he knows that my dad beats me.. and if I lie.. he'll.. what to do??:: Trunks looked up at Goku pausing for a good minute or so before answering- "Who said anyone did this to me?" Trunks asked innocently. "No one, that's what I'm asking.. I wanna know if and who did this to you." Goku urged him to tell. ChiChi and Gohan both exchanged glances, wondering what was going on. "I..I fell and uuhhh." Trunks couldn't bear to tell this lie like this; first of all he knew that Goku would never believe that a little fall did all this to a demi-saiyan. But he couldn't tell him that Vegeta beat him. "I..uhh.." He stalled. ::Think Trunks! Think!!:: "Tell me Trunks.." said Goku. "I..I..I..." Trunks stuttered nervously. "You??" urged Goku. "I was sparing with my dad and.. things got a little outta control, but I'm fine! It was actually kinda fun.." Trunks lied, getting it out in only a breath or two. Goku only smiled as he shook his head in disgust and then placed both hands on Trunks's shoulders staring him straight in the eyes. "Trunks." He began. "Vegeta did this to you?" He asked him in concern, and from the tone of his voice making the question sound as if a life-or-death matter. "Well yes, I mean no, well kinda but.." And with that answer from Trunks Goku quickly stood up- determination in his eyes, as if he had seen that answer coming from a million miles away. ChiChi stared over at Goku in confusion.- "Goku?" she questioned worry in her voice. "I'll be right there ChiChi, I just need to make a quick phone call." Goku excused himself from the conversation and headed into the den. "What was that all about??" "I dunno." Gohan paused. "But from the sounds of it, I think Vegeta will be hearing from dad shortly." Trunks's eyes widened as if he had just seen a ghost after Gohan had completed his sentence. "What do you mean Gohan?!" Asked Trunks frantically as he jumped up off the couch. "I believe my father is calling your dad right now." Gohan repeated himself. "NO!!" Trunks was quick to shout. ChiChi and Gohan both had puzzled looks on their faces as they were startled by Trunks's sudden out burst. "What's wrong Trunks?" asked Gohan with a concerned expression on his face.
"What is he going to tell my dad??!" Asked Trunks, a terrified expression on his face. Gohan could see the fear in Trunks's eyes, he was puzzled for a moment or two but was quick to put two-and-two together and realize why he was so terrified. "I don't know Trunks." Gohan began slow and slyly. "Why don't you tell me?"
ChiChi and Goten's attentions were quickly drawn to Trunks, waiting for a response. "Uhh.. I..I.." Trunks began to stutter again, it seemed he always did under pressure. Gohan had trapped him in a corner, now what was he going to do? What would he say? He couldn't tell Gohan that Vegeta beat him, can you imagine the look on all of their faces if they all knew that Vegeta abused him so badly? But at the same time there was nothing more that Trunks wanted so badly but to tell them, tell them how his father would come up to him and just hit him because he felt like it, how his own father would threaten to kill him and his mother, how he couldn't even remember the last time he didn't have a new bruise or wound to show off at school. It wasn't that Vegeta beat him every night; it just wasn't what you would call a "rare occasion". --
"The welling-being of my family is none of your concern Kakarot!" Vegeta spoke harshly into the phone. "Vegeta, if you would just listen to me though.." - "NO KAKAROT! I don't want to listen to you! Can you not get that through your thick scull?!" Vegeta become more and more enraged with Goku with every second spent talking to him. "Well then I guess I'm going to have to make you listen!" Forced Goku. "I don't have time for this Kakarot." Vegeta argued, ready to hang up. "WELL MAKE TIME VEGETA!" Goku shouted commandingly. There was no response from Vegeta after that, Goku had waited a for moments for him to say something but figured Vegeta's silence meant he was making time and waiting for Goku to speak. "Gohan found Trunks waiting outside his school for Bulma this evening, and brought him back here." Goku began, recalling what Gohan had told him out back. "Yes, so?" Vegeta muttered. "Vegeta." Goku paused. "Did Trunks leave the house this morning covered head to toe in bandages?" "Yes Kakarot, he did.. does this conversation have a point?" Vegeta snorted, as he was becoming very impatient. "How did Trunks hurt himself so badly?" Goku asked, choosing to ignore Vegeta's cocky question. "I don't know.. Why don't you ask him?!" Hollered Vegeta in annoyance. "I already did." Smirked Goku. "Well then why in God's name are you asking me the same damn question if you already know the answer?!?" Screamed Vegeta. "Well see Vegeta, that's just it." Goku Began. "I don't know the answer, see Trunks told me that he got hurt from sparing with 'you'.." "UhhhHuuhh.." Vegeta rushed Goku to finish. "Vegeta you and I both know that Trunks could have never been beaten that badly from just a simple sparing session. I think you forgetten that I've sparred with you before.." Goku began creating his web to corner Vegeta into. "Oh, so are you telling me that a child can just as well handle the fight I put up in a sparring session as you?" Vegeta snickered. "No, no child could." Goku agreed to Vegeta's comment, making Vegeta think that he was triumphant in winning the conversation. Vegeta cleared his throat. "But a child super-saiyan.." Goku paused to smile. "Now that's a different story." Goku gloated to himself as he waited for a comeback or cover-up from Vegeta, but heard nothing- so decided to continue on. "Now unless you were trying to murder your son during that sparring time, I think that Trunks would have held up pretty well." Goku waited for Vegeta to say something. "But you would never do something like try and kill your own son, now would you Vegeta?" Goku guilted him gleefully. So Goku paused and waited to listen for Vegeta to say something once more, but all he could hear was the sound of the dial tone ringing in his ear.
(((A~N~ So you like that? Chappie three in right around the corner!! Thanks to all of you who left such nice reviews (I read each and everyone of them^_^) I wish you guys would leave your e-mails for me though, oh well. Sorry this chapter was so short- but that's Angst fics for ya! I promise chapter three will be longer. Have I made anyone cry yet???)))
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Weep Not For The Memories
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Trunks sat there waiting for his mom, shivering without a jacket to protect him from the bitter cold, but it seemed that she would never show up. He started debating on whether or not he should try and get home on his own or not, wiping away the tears from his eyes; looking up at the school clock once more "6:30.. She's not coming." He sobbed, and just at that moment he saw a car pull up in front of the school. "Mom!" He whispered excitedly as he stood up from the step where he sat. It was dark so Trunks couldn't really see the person in the driver's seat. He just assumed it was his mother, who else would be at the school this late? He was wrong though. As the figure stepped out of the car, unmasking themselves to be none other than Gohan. "Gohan!!" cried out Goten in glee as he ran up to his older brother and hugged him tightly. "Whoa! Hey there squirt! How was soccer practice?" Gohan laughed. "It was great!!" Goten smiled. "I scored a goal, twice!!" "Wow, I bet that was pretty awesome, huh Goten?" Gohan smiled at his little brother. "It was all net!!" he smirked. "Uhh.. I think that's basket ball Goten, but uhh get in the car." Gohan laughed as he began to sit back down in the car but suddenly noticed someone sitting on the steps. "Goten.." Gohan paused for a moment. "Who's that?" "Uhh.. I dunno." Goten answered clueless as he stared out the car window. Gohan walked over to the little boy sitting on the steps of the front doors to the school.- "Trunks?" questioned Gohan as he got a better glimce of the child. "H..hi Gohan." Trunks shivered. "What in world are you doing here?!" Gohan asked in curiosity and panic, as they watched all the other soccer players clear out of the building. "I..I'm..w..waiting for my mom t..to pick me up." Trunks shivered more, stuttering between words. "Here.." breathed Gohan as he took off his jacket and gently placed it around Trunks's shoulders. "You mean she hasn't shown up yet?" "No.." he sobbed. "Ohh man.. you better come with us then." Offered Gohan. "C'mon Trunks." Gohan led Trunks into the car. "Hi Trunks!!" Greeted Goten cheerfully. "Hi." Trunks sighed as he sat down next to him. "Guess what??" Goten questioned Trunks excitedly- "I made two whole goals today in soccer practice!! I took that Bobby McChaffer out good! He didn't know what hit him!" Trunks could barely form a smile to show his enthusiasm for his best friend's victory. Of course he didn't have much enthusiasm about anything at the time. "Goten.." interrupted Gohan softly "How about you save the rest of the story for the dinner table? That way we all can hear about it." "Uhh.. Okay!" Smirked Goten as he smiled over at Trunks who he realized had tears streaming down the sides of his face. Goten didn't know what to say at first, he knew that he probably shouldn't have said anything to Trunks at the time- After all he could kind of tell Gohan was hinting him to "shut up". But he opened his big mouth anyway. "Trunks?" he questioned softly. "What are you doing?" Trunks wiped the tears from his eyes- "Nnnothing Goten." He sniffled. "Yeah.. I think you were doin something." Goten urged his friend to tell him. "No Goten I wasn't.." Trunks assured his friend, trying to cover up for his tears. "You were crying Trunks." Goten stated bluntly. Gohan glanced back at the two through the rear-view-mirror in the car as he drove, praying that Goten would leave Trunks alone about it. Gohan also started to take serious notice to Trunks's bandages but felt it best not to ask. "No, no I wasn't!" "I saw you though.. just now." "Goten.." Gohan whispered in annoyance worriedly. "Trunks, boys aren't supposed to cry." Goten began to lecture his friend. "Goten..." Gohan whispered louder. "I think that--" Goten was cut short by Gohan-"GOTEN!!" Goten immediately jumped back in his seat from Gohan's angry and loud tone. "Well they aren't.." Mumbled Goten. And just when Gohan was about to give Goten a little lecture of his own... he was also interrupted. "Well maybe I have a good reason to be crying Goten!!" Shouted Trunks in a angry, sobbing state as he tried his best to hold back his tears. And he did manage to do so, it was hard for him though. His face felt this burning pain on his cheeks from sitting out in the cold for so long and not even bothering to wipe away his tears. They dried on the sides of his face and it stung him. Goten didn't know what to say to Trunks after that, but he still tried to think up some way to express his feelings across. "Oh well, I always just thought that---" he was cut off again- "No Goten you didn't think!! Just leave me alone.." Trunks shouted at him. "But Trunks.." - "Because you have no idea what it's like to live my life!!" He raised his voice even more. "Hey! Come on you two, Goten leave him alone!!" Gohan yelled at them both. - "We're almost home." Gohan was surprised how mature Trunks was for his age, just the way he talked. And it made him wonder what had Trunks gone through differently that made him the way he was. Goten just turned his head away from Trunks and stared out the window, watching the other cars drive by them. And Trunks did the same- looking out his window but not noticing the scenery, but rather just reflecting on all the horrible nights and moments of his short life. Finally Gohan pulled up in the Son drive way and pulled the keys out of the ignition. - "Alright boys, we're here." Gohan spoke up, breaking the silence. Goten was ready to hit the hay, already half-asleep as he leaned his head against the window. Trunks just stepped out of the car and walked over to Gohan. "Listen Gohan.." Trunks said softly as he watched Gohan open the side door to the car and pick up Goten into his arms. "I'm sorry for losing it in there earlier.. it's just I-" - "Shhh.. It's okay Trunks, no need to apologize to me." Gohan comforted him assuringly. "Now what's say we get this baka inside before we all catch our deaths out here" ::Oh God I sound like mom:: Gohan mentally slapped himself for saying what he had just and opened the door to his family's house. "Hey Mom! We're home!!" Gohan called out as he still held his younger brother in his arms. "Ohhh Hi sweetheart!!" ChiChi greeted his sons as she ran in from the kitchen, still wearing her apron. The aroma of freshly baked deserts filled the house. "Hi mom.. he uhh.. kinda fell asleep on the way home." Gohan explained- lowering his voice so as not to wake Goten. "Well then." ChiChi exclaimed. "I guess he'll just have to miss out on the chocolate pie I made for desert now wont he?" "CHOCOLATE PIE?!" Goten shouted happily as he jumped down from Gohan's gentle hold. ChiChi only giggled as her son hugged her leg. "Well hello to you too Goten!" she laughed. "Oh!" she gasped cheerfully. "I didn't noticed we had company! Hello there Trunks, how are you doing?" Trunks walked in front of Gohan and stared up at ChiChi "Hi Mrs. Son." He greeted softly. As soon as ChiChi got a good look at him she was quick to question about his bandages. "Oh my Lord! Sweetie what happened to you?!" She exclaimed concernedly. "Nothing.." sighed Trunks glaring down at his shoes. "Well it looks to me like an AWFUL LOT of nothing has happened to you." She shouted saracastically. "Here.. come sit." She escorted him to the couch. "Thank you." He said softly. "Gohan go get your father, I'm sure he'd love to see Trunks!" She suggested. "Sure, where is he?" Gohan questioned enthusiastically. "Out back." She paused as she looked out the kitchen window and watched him- "Training." "Okie Dokie.." smiled Gohan. "No!" shouted Trunks. "That's okay..I wouldn't want you to bother him or anything.." Trunks covered up. - "I mean I'm sure he's busy with his training and all." Trunks knew Goku would be quick to understand what happened to him, or at least that's what he feared. "No, no don't be silly!!" Smiled ChiChi "He'd be more than happy to come inside and see you! Besides it's getting close to dinner.. and well we haven't seen you in so long." ChiChi rambled on. - "Go get your father dear." She urged the still-standing-in-the-hall-way- Gohan. "Oh, yeah!" He dashed out the back door and into the back yard. "Goten, come in here and help set the table." ChiChi ordered her son. "Yes mama.." Goten sighed unwillingly. "You boys showed up right in time for supper.." ChiChi began "You Saiyans.. It's almost like your stomachs lead you home in time. That's all you pigs ever do is eat, eat, eat!!" Goten just rolled his eyes as his helped lay the silverware down on the table. "What's for dinner mama?" Goten asked curiously. "Meatloaf.." She smiled. Goten cringed. "Meatloaf?!? Yuck.."
"Goten! How many times must I scold you for that!" She growled at him, hitting him on the head with a spachuela. "Picky, picky."
"Ahh! So it's true! Trunks's'come to pay us a visit!!" Goku greeted as he walked inside from his training grounds out-back.
All attention was drawn to Goku. "Hello Mr. Son." Said Trunks politely. "Mr. Son??" laughed Goku. "Don't be silly Trunks!! Call me Goku.. Mr. Son.. it sounds so..so.." - "Proper?" interrupted ChiChi "No." - "Polite?" - "No." - "Mature?" - "Grown up.." cringed Goku. "Sorry, Goku.." said Trunks. "Naahh! It's fine! So how ya be...-" Goku was suddenly cut short of words as soon as he laid eyes on Trunks's bandages and wounds. "Trunks.." questioned Goku soft and sternly. "Now Goku! I have meatloaf hot and ready on the table, I finally decided to use those tomatos in a salad for you, and of course there's rice, bread, and a lovely chocolate pie for desert!" ChiChi gloated of her cooking as she entered the living room, noticing her words went unheard though. Trunks only stared at Goku for moments, waiting for him to ask what had happened to him like everyone else had. He hated lying, especially to people he cared so deeply about. But all Goku could do was stare back at him, seeming jumpy and concerned almost as if he knew what had happened to him. Goku slowly walked over to Trunks and sat him down. - "Trunks." he repeated himself. "It's very important that you tell me who did this to you." ::Who did this to me? Oh no.. maybe he knows that my dad beats me.. and if I lie.. he'll.. what to do??:: Trunks looked up at Goku pausing for a good minute or so before answering- "Who said anyone did this to me?" Trunks asked innocently. "No one, that's what I'm asking.. I wanna know if and who did this to you." Goku urged him to tell. ChiChi and Gohan both exchanged glances, wondering what was going on. "I..I fell and uuhhh." Trunks couldn't bear to tell this lie like this; first of all he knew that Goku would never believe that a little fall did all this to a demi-saiyan. But he couldn't tell him that Vegeta beat him. "I..uhh.." He stalled. ::Think Trunks! Think!!:: "Tell me Trunks.." said Goku. "I..I..I..." Trunks stuttered nervously. "You??" urged Goku. "I was sparing with my dad and.. things got a little outta control, but I'm fine! It was actually kinda fun.." Trunks lied, getting it out in only a breath or two. Goku only smiled as he shook his head in disgust and then placed both hands on Trunks's shoulders staring him straight in the eyes. "Trunks." He began. "Vegeta did this to you?" He asked him in concern, and from the tone of his voice making the question sound as if a life-or-death matter. "Well yes, I mean no, well kinda but.." And with that answer from Trunks Goku quickly stood up- determination in his eyes, as if he had seen that answer coming from a million miles away. ChiChi stared over at Goku in confusion.- "Goku?" she questioned worry in her voice. "I'll be right there ChiChi, I just need to make a quick phone call." Goku excused himself from the conversation and headed into the den. "What was that all about??" "I dunno." Gohan paused. "But from the sounds of it, I think Vegeta will be hearing from dad shortly." Trunks's eyes widened as if he had just seen a ghost after Gohan had completed his sentence. "What do you mean Gohan?!" Asked Trunks frantically as he jumped up off the couch. "I believe my father is calling your dad right now." Gohan repeated himself. "NO!!" Trunks was quick to shout. ChiChi and Gohan both had puzzled looks on their faces as they were startled by Trunks's sudden out burst. "What's wrong Trunks?" asked Gohan with a concerned expression on his face.
"What is he going to tell my dad??!" Asked Trunks, a terrified expression on his face. Gohan could see the fear in Trunks's eyes, he was puzzled for a moment or two but was quick to put two-and-two together and realize why he was so terrified. "I don't know Trunks." Gohan began slow and slyly. "Why don't you tell me?"
ChiChi and Goten's attentions were quickly drawn to Trunks, waiting for a response. "Uhh.. I..I.." Trunks began to stutter again, it seemed he always did under pressure. Gohan had trapped him in a corner, now what was he going to do? What would he say? He couldn't tell Gohan that Vegeta beat him, can you imagine the look on all of their faces if they all knew that Vegeta abused him so badly? But at the same time there was nothing more that Trunks wanted so badly but to tell them, tell them how his father would come up to him and just hit him because he felt like it, how his own father would threaten to kill him and his mother, how he couldn't even remember the last time he didn't have a new bruise or wound to show off at school. It wasn't that Vegeta beat him every night; it just wasn't what you would call a "rare occasion". --
"The welling-being of my family is none of your concern Kakarot!" Vegeta spoke harshly into the phone. "Vegeta, if you would just listen to me though.." - "NO KAKAROT! I don't want to listen to you! Can you not get that through your thick scull?!" Vegeta become more and more enraged with Goku with every second spent talking to him. "Well then I guess I'm going to have to make you listen!" Forced Goku. "I don't have time for this Kakarot." Vegeta argued, ready to hang up. "WELL MAKE TIME VEGETA!" Goku shouted commandingly. There was no response from Vegeta after that, Goku had waited a for moments for him to say something but figured Vegeta's silence meant he was making time and waiting for Goku to speak. "Gohan found Trunks waiting outside his school for Bulma this evening, and brought him back here." Goku began, recalling what Gohan had told him out back. "Yes, so?" Vegeta muttered. "Vegeta." Goku paused. "Did Trunks leave the house this morning covered head to toe in bandages?" "Yes Kakarot, he did.. does this conversation have a point?" Vegeta snorted, as he was becoming very impatient. "How did Trunks hurt himself so badly?" Goku asked, choosing to ignore Vegeta's cocky question. "I don't know.. Why don't you ask him?!" Hollered Vegeta in annoyance. "I already did." Smirked Goku. "Well then why in God's name are you asking me the same damn question if you already know the answer?!?" Screamed Vegeta. "Well see Vegeta, that's just it." Goku Began. "I don't know the answer, see Trunks told me that he got hurt from sparing with 'you'.." "UhhhHuuhh.." Vegeta rushed Goku to finish. "Vegeta you and I both know that Trunks could have never been beaten that badly from just a simple sparing session. I think you forgetten that I've sparred with you before.." Goku began creating his web to corner Vegeta into. "Oh, so are you telling me that a child can just as well handle the fight I put up in a sparring session as you?" Vegeta snickered. "No, no child could." Goku agreed to Vegeta's comment, making Vegeta think that he was triumphant in winning the conversation. Vegeta cleared his throat. "But a child super-saiyan.." Goku paused to smile. "Now that's a different story." Goku gloated to himself as he waited for a comeback or cover-up from Vegeta, but heard nothing- so decided to continue on. "Now unless you were trying to murder your son during that sparring time, I think that Trunks would have held up pretty well." Goku waited for Vegeta to say something. "But you would never do something like try and kill your own son, now would you Vegeta?" Goku guilted him gleefully. So Goku paused and waited to listen for Vegeta to say something once more, but all he could hear was the sound of the dial tone ringing in his ear.
(((A~N~ So you like that? Chappie three in right around the corner!! Thanks to all of you who left such nice reviews (I read each and everyone of them^_^) I wish you guys would leave your e-mails for me though, oh well. Sorry this chapter was so short- but that's Angst fics for ya! I promise chapter three will be longer. Have I made anyone cry yet???)))