As Trunks ran out of the house Rina just looked after him, an uneasy look on her face. Goten turned back to look at her and was going to say something but didn't. Rina slowly walked into her room and flopped down onto her bed, staring at her ceiling that had those sticky glow-in-the-dark stars all over. She closed her eyes and began to dose off, thinking of many things all at once.

Flying home through the rain storm Trunks wrapped his tail around his waist and went as fast as he could. The rain hit him like stones because of his speed but he ignored it. He didn't care about the pain; it could only make him stronger and that would hopefully make his dad proud. When he approached his house he powered down and walked in, his hair and clothes dripping water all over the floor. He shook his tail and it dried, but his hair didn't dry as well. Bulma approached him and was about to tell him something when he walked away, heading into his room upstairs.

"Trunks! Wait Honey!" he heard his mother yell before slamming his door shut. Walking across his room he opened the door to the attached bathroom and walked in. He stripped off his wet clothes and hopped into the shower. As he let the warm water hit his face he thought about Rina and how he was too scared to tell her how he felt despite the fact that she looked as if she wanted to hear it. He sighed and punched the wall. Lucky for him he had done it and broke it several times so that his mom finally made it resistant to any type of physical attacks. When he finished taking his shower he got out, wrapping a towel around his waist and heading into his room. Walking through his room he looked through all of his clothes, wanting to wear something besides his fighting outfit; he was going to take a break for the rest of the day. What he found was a sleeveless black shirt that had the word 'CAPSULE' printed in white on the front along with a pair of baggy black pants. After putting on his clothes he walked out of his room; going downstairs and into the kitchen. Grabbing random foods he made a sandwich and sat at the table, eating it slowly while still thinking.

"TWUNKS!" oh great, Bra was home. Trunks turned his head and looked over at the little girl who looked so much like his mother; standing next to the chair he was sitting on and reaching up at him like she wanted to be picked up. He growled at her and went back to eating his sandwich. "Pwease Twunks? Pick me up?" she asked; tears already beginning to form in her big glassy blue eyes. Trunks sighed and reached down; lifting her up and setting her down on his lap.

"What do you want Bra?" he asked her quietly, looking down at the big smile on her face.

"Hug!" she said with a giggle. Before he could protest Bra wrapped her small arms as far around him as she could; which was hardly anything because she only got to his sides before her arms couldn't go any further. He couldn't help but laugh at her efforts and hugged her back.

"Okay, I gave you a hug.is that all?" he asked again, a slight grin on his face. She just looked up at him with an evil look in her eyes.

"KISS!" she said with another giggle.

"Okay okay." He muttered and gave her a kiss on the cheek. She yelled happily and jumped up; wrapping her arms around his neck and then jumped off. She ran off; more like waddled and tripped now and then, disappearing around the corner. He rolled his eyes and went back to eating, until Vegeta walked in. He looked at his son, Trunks looking right back at him. Neither one of them said a word but Vegeta just glared at Trunks and walked away. "Dad come back." Trunks said sternly. Vegeta stopped but didn't turn around.

"You're telling me to come back? What could you possibly want that would keep me from my training?" he asked angrily.

"Why don't you ever tell me you're proud of me Dad? I do everything I possibly can to make you care. I've been training every day so much just so you would recognize me and say you were proud. But, all I ever get are glares and hateful words from you." Trunks didn't look at Vegeta, just stared down at the table, a blank face. His father turned around and looked at Trunks; emotionless as well. He opened his mouth to say something but turned away and walked out of the house; into the rain so he could train. Trunks yelled and punched the table, breaking it in half. He ran out after his dad and attacked him. He grabbed onto his father's shirt that looked just like his, but without the words printed on it, and turned him around. Vegeta growled but before he could do anything Trunks punched him in the face. He kicked, punched, blasted, did everything he could to his father; getting his anger out. Vegeta, however, wasn't about to let his son win this vicious assault. Yelling fiercely Vegeta threw his hands into the air and brought them down on his son's back; going Super Saiyan in the process. Trunks' eyes opened wide and he fell to the ground. He saw his father shooting several blasts of energy and he jumped up; going Super Saiyan as well. Each blast hit the ground where Trunks had just been, creating a rather large crater there. Breathing hard Trunks lunged at Vegeta; throwing everything he had at him.