"DDDAAAAAAAAADDDDDDDYYYYYYYYY! Where aaarrrreee yyyoooouuuu!" Trunks yelled.

He ran outside to check out if his dad would be there... with no luck.

'Where could he be! Usually he's inside the GR, but now he's... I don't know where he is! And he promised me to train with me today.' Trunks thought, as he went inside the house again.

It was now 4 years later, and Trunks was now 4.5 years old. Since he was a half-saiyan, he was very smart (and also hyper) for his age.

While he was searching for his dad, he walked to Bulma's bedroom, hoping his mother knew where his dad could be.

He opened the door, and sad loudly; "Mom, have you see-

His eyes became saucers as he saw his dad on top of his mom, both almost naked. He opened his mouth to say something, but decided against it and closed the door again.

But as curious as he was, he looked through the peephole.

He saw his very angry dad stand up and start to pull his clothes back in their natural position. His mother was still very shocked, but did the same as Vegeta.

Suddenly he saw his dad approaching the door, so he ran to the kitchen and sat down on a chair, like nothing happened.

2 minutes later his mother entered the kitchen. She poured a cup of coffee and sat down next to Trunks.

For a second it was all silent, but then Bulma sighed and said to no-one particular; "Why did I ever decide to have children?"

Trunks sighed also, and said; "And WHY did I entered that room!"

Then Bulma started to laugh and looked at him.

She smiled again and said warmly; "You are one heck of a brat sometimes... a sweet one although."

Trunks put up a huge grin, but then remained serious and asked; "What were ya doin' in there anyway, and DON'T give me an answer like 'nothing'!"

Bulma almost spread out her coffee, but managed to keep it in her mouth and looked with a red face to her son.

"Well... emmm... You know, you are WAY too young for this. And mommy hasn't got much time, so please let mommy work while you go outside playing or something like that."

Trunks sighed once more, but stood up and started to walk very slowly to the door. But suddenly he turned around and said; "You had plenty of time when you were in your bedroom!"

Bulma mumbled 'smart-guy' under her breath, but put up a smile and said; "While I was in my bedroom I.. I remembered that. that I had to go to my lab and do something very important."

"Okay, I guess I should go outside," he said looking a bit sad, "But please say to dad I don't have to train with him anymore."

"WHY NOT! Does... does this has something to do with... that!"

"Yeah, I'm just a li'll bit scared of him now." He said back talking softer by the minute.

"You don't have to... he won't do it again while you're around. Okay?" Bulma answered.

"Okay. But aren't you hurt now?" He asked her.

"Why?"

"He was eating you! I saw he was eating your face, and your chest!" Trunks cried at Bulma.

Then Bulma started to laugh. She answered between the laughs; "That's not eating... that's kissing."

"No it's not! You only kiss someone on the mouth, not on the chest and the rest of your body." He said back, looking upset now.

"Well, like I said before; You're too young for this subject. Come on, go play outside."

"Promise dad won't eat you again."

"Okay, I promise." She said back, and looked after Trunks, who ran outside.

Suddenly she felt 2 arms wrapped around her body. She looked up and saw Vegeta.

For a second the two were silent, but then Bulma hugged Vegeta. Then she heard him whispering softly; "Thanks for saving my butt out of this."

"Like I did it for your royal butt." She answered and smiled at him.

Then Vegeta let Bulma go and went to the gravity chamber again. Bulma just sat in the chair, thinking of him.

10 minutes later Vegeta suddenly walked back into the kitchen. He stared at Bulma for a minute, then said; "This royal butt means it. Thanks."

Then Vegeta abruptly turned around, cheeks flushed, and walked away.

Bulma smiled once more, not noticing a happy-tear fell down her cheek.


End.