Chapter 2: Not Good Enough
"Are you sure it's okay, Trunks?"
A week later, Trunks had managed to convince Vegeta to let Goten train with them.
"Well," Trunks answered. "Dad sure was adamant about saying no, but I managed to convince him that you really needed his help. He seemed to get the idea that Goku wasn't training you properly or something."
"Really? Well that's bound to get him to want to teach me something."
"Yeah. In his exact words: 'It's about time the boy learned to fight properly.'"
Goten and Trunks laughed before entering the gravity room at Capsule Corp.. Vegeta was already there, in his usual training outfit.
"Hurry up," he snapped. The two flew over to him.
"What are we doing today, father?" asked Trunks.
"We are working on speed and strength, for Goten's sake."
Vegeta sounded angry that he had to be the one to teach Goku's son. Although this wasn't true, he believed it was.
"Now, kid, come here."
Goten flew over and stopped in front of Vegeta, facing him. He turned super saiyan, following Vegeta's example. They then began to push each other using their hands. In mid air, they pushed, their golden energy flowing off of them and flaring backwards. Trunks watching eagerly, getting a good measure of Goten's strength.
"What's he talking about?" Trunks wondered to himself. "He's strong enough."
He watched as Goten strained to be the one to move Vegeta, but Vegeta was like a rock. He pushed back, beginning to break into a sweat.
The two began to push all of their power into it. They pushed their energy and muscles into it and created a wave of energy around them. Trunks was nearly blown backward.
Suddenly, Vegeta let go and lunged at Goten. Too slow, Goten received a punch in the jaw.
"Argh!" Goten said as he recovered. "What was that for?"
"A test of speed," Vegeta answered, as though it wasn't completely obvious. "I said we were working on speed as well as strength, didn't I?"
Goten felt very foolish, and didn't do very well for the rest of the training session.
When he returned home later, he found that Gohan was over, with his daughter Pan.
"Hey Gohan!" he greeted as he came through the door. Everyone looked surprised. Goten realized that he must've looked horrible. His clothes were blackened and torn, and his eyelid wasn't quite open. He had bruises and scratches covering his face and arms as well.
"Goten!!!" Chi-chi cried, rushing over to the fifteen-year-old. "What happened to you?!"
"Well," he began. He gave his family a play-by-play of the training session with Vegeta.
"Dad," he finished. "I really embarrassed myself today. And you."
"Me?" he asked, bewildered.
"Yeah, well," Goten hesitated. "You see, in order to train with Vegeta and Trunks, Trunks had to convince Vegeta that you weren't training me properly, and I kinda had to go along with it."
"Oh," said Goku, sounding very disheartened. "I'm sorry to hear that you don't want to train with me anymore, Goten. But I suppose a good fighter needs to decide what's best for him. Or her."
With that, Goku picked up baby Pan and swung her around. His disappointment seemed to subside some.
Goten sighed and trudged upstairs to get cleaned up.
"Are you sure it's okay, Trunks?"
A week later, Trunks had managed to convince Vegeta to let Goten train with them.
"Well," Trunks answered. "Dad sure was adamant about saying no, but I managed to convince him that you really needed his help. He seemed to get the idea that Goku wasn't training you properly or something."
"Really? Well that's bound to get him to want to teach me something."
"Yeah. In his exact words: 'It's about time the boy learned to fight properly.'"
Goten and Trunks laughed before entering the gravity room at Capsule Corp.. Vegeta was already there, in his usual training outfit.
"Hurry up," he snapped. The two flew over to him.
"What are we doing today, father?" asked Trunks.
"We are working on speed and strength, for Goten's sake."
Vegeta sounded angry that he had to be the one to teach Goku's son. Although this wasn't true, he believed it was.
"Now, kid, come here."
Goten flew over and stopped in front of Vegeta, facing him. He turned super saiyan, following Vegeta's example. They then began to push each other using their hands. In mid air, they pushed, their golden energy flowing off of them and flaring backwards. Trunks watching eagerly, getting a good measure of Goten's strength.
"What's he talking about?" Trunks wondered to himself. "He's strong enough."
He watched as Goten strained to be the one to move Vegeta, but Vegeta was like a rock. He pushed back, beginning to break into a sweat.
The two began to push all of their power into it. They pushed their energy and muscles into it and created a wave of energy around them. Trunks was nearly blown backward.
Suddenly, Vegeta let go and lunged at Goten. Too slow, Goten received a punch in the jaw.
"Argh!" Goten said as he recovered. "What was that for?"
"A test of speed," Vegeta answered, as though it wasn't completely obvious. "I said we were working on speed as well as strength, didn't I?"
Goten felt very foolish, and didn't do very well for the rest of the training session.
When he returned home later, he found that Gohan was over, with his daughter Pan.
"Hey Gohan!" he greeted as he came through the door. Everyone looked surprised. Goten realized that he must've looked horrible. His clothes were blackened and torn, and his eyelid wasn't quite open. He had bruises and scratches covering his face and arms as well.
"Goten!!!" Chi-chi cried, rushing over to the fifteen-year-old. "What happened to you?!"
"Well," he began. He gave his family a play-by-play of the training session with Vegeta.
"Dad," he finished. "I really embarrassed myself today. And you."
"Me?" he asked, bewildered.
"Yeah, well," Goten hesitated. "You see, in order to train with Vegeta and Trunks, Trunks had to convince Vegeta that you weren't training me properly, and I kinda had to go along with it."
"Oh," said Goku, sounding very disheartened. "I'm sorry to hear that you don't want to train with me anymore, Goten. But I suppose a good fighter needs to decide what's best for him. Or her."
With that, Goku picked up baby Pan and swung her around. His disappointment seemed to subside some.
Goten sighed and trudged upstairs to get cleaned up.