Quality Time

By Hannio

Chapter 1

Trunks reaction

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Trunks, Vegeta and Bulma. If I did then I'm sure my life would be completely different from what it is but it isn't so moving on I own Toby, Merielle and Rob so they are mine from my brain

AUTHOR NOTE: Well here's Part 2, I don't know how long this story is going to go on for, if you want to send any suggestions in then feel free to send them to me either in an e-mail or a review. Other than that I hope you enjoy it. Cause I kinda enjoyed writing it. By the way this may not be what you expect it to be but the explanation is at the bottom so read it there. Enjoy

Gone. She was gone. Trunks Brief turned over in his bed and stared blankly at the wall. His head throbbed painfully and his eyes were raw from all the crying he had done. He was disgusted with himself for being so weak over something so little but he couldn't help it. He frowned he was being stupid and acting like a Drama Queen, she was gone for 2 months only, only 61 days. After that she'd be back and after all it wasn't as if he was being left deserted and alone, his father would be with him the whole time. A tear traced its way down his cheek before falling on the pillow. He had never felt so alone in his life before. His father was with him, he might as well been by himself, it would be the same thing the same loneliness.

He blinked fiercely trying to banish the tears. He was a Saiyan Prince, the heir to the throne and he was stronger than being reduced to tears by the thought of being alone, He turned over in his bed again staring up at the ceiling, he was just a boy of 10 though. He waited for a moment not daring to breathe wanting anything to break this chain of thought, but only silence met him. The familiar comforting sound of his mother singing alone with the radio, the familiar smell of food cooking especially for him was all gone. Everything was different and it wouldn't be the same till she was back.

He threw back the covers and placed his feet on the carpet floor, it looked like it was going to be another sunny day. A look of determination came over his features. He'd just spend the day round Goten's house that was nothing unusual. At least then everything would be more normal and perhaps he could forget that nothing was waiting for him back home. If Goten was busy then he'd go round his other 3 close friends Toby, Merielle and Rob; one of them was bound to be free. He went there when he really needed to get away from it all, which was often, he found it almost peaceful to be away from the constant talks of Ki's and new fighting technique, the lectures on what it meant to be a good Saiyan and the rest of it. There he was simply 10 year old Trunks, the boy who liked to eat and muck around like any normal kid. It wasn't that he wasn't proud to be a Saiyan because he was but sometimes it was hard to live up to his father's expectations on what a Saiyan should be like especially one of his own blood. He sighed their was more pressing matters at hand like feeding himself. He walked over to the seat where the clean clothes were and picked the first ones he saw, his mind taking him back to when his mother woke him up

Flashback

"Come on Trunks, it's time to wake up" Trunks stirred opening one eyelid to reveal his deep blue eyes before closing it again, against the light that flooded his room as his mother opened his curtains "Trunks, Come on get up, you don't want your Dad to come and get you up do you?" she asked, Trunks sat up straight away, he had a few experiences of his father's waking up techniques and if he could help it, he'd rather not have to go through it again. Bulma laughed "That's more like it"

"What's the time?" Trunks asked allowing his body to flop back on the bed, he turned so he was on his front and buried his face in the pillow.

"6 o clock Trunks. Today's the day me and your grandparents have to go on that conference for 2 months which should be pretty fun you know" she kept her voice casual but Trunks could see through it at the sadness she was feeling inwards, he always had the ability to see through people with ease. Trunks opened his eyes again to be met by darkness, he had forgotten that stupid conference, it was going to ruin everything. He pushed himself up more slowly and turned to face her, scanning her face. She was sitting at the end of his bed, dressed smartly in her best clothes, a look of sadness on her face, her eyes, the same colour as his, were staring back with the same look

"Oh" was all he said, finally breaking the silence, which had descended after her speech. She looked away, putting a cheerful voice on

"You don't have to worry about anything for a while Trunks. I've done the washing for you, so you'll have fresh clothes, just remember to change regularly and ChiChi says she'll wash your clothes for you. I've stocked the cupboards up to their fullest so you'll have no chance on going hungry and you know how to cook very basically so you can make yourself something hot, or go round Krillen's, or Goten's or one of them. It should be fun for you" Trunks nodded slowly, his eyes still watching her.

"Good" he replied, she smiled

"I keep forgetting how little you say in the mornings" she said, then her smile dropped and she looked serious at him "I'm only going to be gone 2 months and that will fly by no probs. It's up to you Trunks to look after your father and make sure he's not overworking and that's he's eating and everything. It be fun for the 2 of you, a chance to get to know each other properly outside of training" he nodded, somehow he doubted it.

"You know Mum, if you stayed and let Gramps and Nan go then you could look after him, he won't listen to me but he listens to you" Bulma shook her head

"You know I can't, it's about my invention so I need to be there to demonstrate it and talk about it. If I could take you Trunks I would but I can't, no one under 16 can get in and you're only 10" she stopped and changed the subject again her voice becoming bright "2 months is nothing. You'll see that soon. I'll expect lots of news when I get back Trunks. Take care of Vegeta for me and make sure he takes care of you. If you're in trouble call or go round ChiChi ok?"

"Ok Mum" she stood up and walked up to him smiling fondly at him before pulling him in for a hug, he wrapped his arms round her and held tightly

"I'm going to miss you Trunks but I'll phone everyday if I can"

"Me too... I mean miss you not me" she laughed and kissed his soft lavender hair

"Be good," she warned, "I don't want anything to happen to you... You know I kinda love you Son" he smiled

"I kinda love you too Mum, have fun ok and don't worry about me I can take care of myself I am a Saiyan after all" she stood up and laughed softly at his last comment

"I will" then walked to the door pulling it open and giving him a final look and smiled "Bye Trunks" then she was gone, he waited till she pulled out of the drive then the tears fell.

He pulled the Dark Blue jumper over his head and pulled a brush roughly through his hair to bring it to some sort of order

"This summer is going to suck" he announced to no one in particular as he hopped round on one leg trying to pull his sock on as well as keep balance. When he was finally ready he left the room and glanced round him, the house was dark and quiet and he couldn't help but feel that he was an intruder in his own home. He shook the feeling away, and ran lightly down the stairs, his feet making no sound on the carpet. He walked alone the corridor and eventually opened the door and stepped in to be greeted by nothing. He sighed; his Dad must be in the Gravity room again. He shrugged as his stomach rumbled and allowed himself to power up slightly and rise in the air then he went over to the cupboards and began opening them, by the time he had finished, he had a bowl, a glass and his cereal, he landed on the floor and took them all over to the table placing them down in his place, then he got the milk and the juice and after pouring the milk in he was ready. He gave a small smile of satisfaction; he could do things easily for himself that's all he had to remember. He began to eat but he didn't enjoy it very much as he normally did, he missed his mother's chatter to him without it, it seemed wrong. He had nearly finished and had began to hum to himself to get rid of the silence when the door opened and Vegeta walked in, he had pulled a T-shirt on but he had obviously been training since he was rubbing his neck with a dirty towel. He looked around him his eyes focusing on Trunks for a second before moving on. He looked thoughtful, he knew how to cook, since he had to look after himself from an early age but he didn't feel like it so he got a cereal bowl and poured a different cereal in, within seconds he had finished it.

"Dad" Trunks said finally, playing round with the reminder of his food

"What" came the sharp retort

"Can I go round Goten's please?" he asked

"Do what you want" Trunks nodded and got up leaving the room, ignoring his father's thoughtful expression. It was going to be the worse 2 months of his life. His mother was gone and so were his grandparents leaving him with his father who didn't care whether he lived or died. Life had hit an all time low

Right what can I say. The only thing I can say is that Trunks is 10, and even though he acts like he cares about nothing and can take care of himself, deep down I believe he's a sensitive little Guy but he can't show it in front of Vegeta, because Vegeta wouldn't understand. Bulma's gonna be gone for 2 months and that's a long time for a child. So I don't personally think he's too OOC, because I just showed what he's like underneath. Well enough babble from me. Please review people as I said before any suggestions are welcomed, no Flames but constructive criticisms are welcomed and so are the normal kinds.