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Chapter two: The Unexpected Reunion
Vejiita woke in a cold sweat. He looked around and realized
that it was pouring outside. The prince leaned on the bedpost as the
thunder began to roar ominously. As he was about to drift back into
slumber, he felt something pounce on his stomach knocking the wind out of
him.
He opened his eyes and saw a lavender haired boy no older
then the age of 7 clutching his chest with tears in his eyes.
"Tousan," the boy started, "I'm scared can I sleep in your room tonight?"
Vejiita looked at his son sleepily, "What is there to be afraid of boy?"
he asked with a yawn.
"I don't like thunderstorms." Trunks stated. "I don't want
to be alone." another boom of thunder shook the room. The small demi
saiya-jin whimpered.
Vejiita sighed to himself, "You do realize I have to work
tomorrow and you can't keep me awake all night." He said raising an
eyebrow.
"Yeah I know Tousan. Please I promise I'll go to sleep right
away! Please!" Trunks gave his father a helpless look and smiled.
He knew he'd get his way. The boy had his father wrapped around his
finger.
The older saiya-jin could feel his strictness fading as his son gave him
that look. Vejiita hated being defenseless against a simple
look. "Alright, but if you wake me up again its back to your own
room, boy." He tried to muster up the most irritated look his wounded
pride would allow but found he couldn't as his son slipped under the
covers and snuggled close to him.
"Tousan?" Trunks asked, "Why does thunder make that sound?"
"I don't know." The prince admitted, "Science was your mother's thing
not mine."
"What was kaasan like?" the demi saiya-jin boy wondered, his face
peeking out of the covers while he looked up at his father.
"I thought you were going to sleep." Vejiita stated with an
irritated tone.
A wide grin spread over Trunks' face, "I lied. Was she pretty?"
"Yes... she was...... beautiful." suddenly Vejiita seemed
distant as if he was remember something was fond of but had forgotten."
he shook his head suddenly as if he were shaking the memory out of his
head. "Go to sleep."
Trunks decided to give up squeezing information out of his father and
closed his eyes trying to block out the sound of thunder as he fell
asleep.
Vejiita put his hand over his face. [i]//I'm growing soft. I
should go train with Kakarotto soon to tuffen up a bit.//[/i] the
saiya-jin prince smiled cruelly to himself, [i]//Yes thats what I
need. Its been years since I've seen that low class baka. And while I'm at
it, I'll teach my son some saiya-jin fighting style . Its time he
learned his heritage//[/i]
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Trunks sat happily on a bench as he waited for his father to
pick him up from school. He had been counting the hours until school
was over because his father had promised he'd take him somewhere
after school. The boy didn't know where he was going exactly, but he was
happy when his Tousan would take time off of his busy job to go
anywhere with him.
He was sure he could get his father to do something if he
really wanted it. But he knew his father worked hard and couldn't always
spend as much time with him as he would have liked.
A Mercedes Benz pulled up next to the side walk and Trunks
smiled. He pulled open the door and hopped in greeting Vejiita happily.
"Hi Tousan, where are we going?"
"First we go home and drop the car off and then we're going to Japan."
Vejiita answered not bothering to look away from the road.
Trunks' face twisted in confusion, "Whats Japan?"
The older sayia-jin chuckled to himself and ruffled his sons
hair. "It's we used to live before we moved to America."
"Why did we move?"
Vejiita smirked and muttered something he couldn't hear.
Trunks didn't bother to ask his father what he said because when his father
usually started muttering it meant he was saying something Trunks wasn't
allowed to repeat So he decided to sit quietly until his father seemed in a
better mood.
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Goku and Goten where training after dinner. The sun was
setting and the clouds were an orangey-red. Goku was proud of his son. He
had just learned to fly that day with little effort. They were about to call
a quits when they noticed two ki's heading straight for them.
One of these ki's Goku knew well. It had been years since he
had gotten a hold on it, because its owner was always good at
concealing it. Goku hurried to meet them half way. Both groups stopped yards
from each other.
"Hey Vejiita!" Goku shouted, "Long time no see!"
Goten tugged on his father's gi, "Tousan who are they?"
"Thats one of my old friends Goten. I haven't seen him in a long time."
Goku replied.
"Well Kakarotto, your still a loud mouth baka, same as always."
Came Vejiita's greeting. He smirked and turned to Trunks who
was looking up at him with wide eyes. "Whats wrong boy?" he asked.
Trunks continued to stare at him while saying in a small
surprised voice, "You never told me you could fly, Tousan."
The older man chuckled to himself, "You'll learn too soon enough.
There is much you will learn about yourself, boy, and your heritage."
Goku, who was now only several feet from Vejiita and Trunks was grinning
widely, "Its good to see you. Why did you leave without saying goodbye?"
"Because if I did you obviously wouldn't have left me alone."
Vejiita frowned and shifted Trunks into a better position on
his hip. After a moment of thought he realized he had over looked
something, what Kakarotto opened his big mouth to the wrong people. "And if
you say a word about this to anyone-"
"Don't worry Vejiita, I know what happened with Bulma." Goku stated
with an unusually serious tone, "Everyone knows..."
"And what exactly do you have to say about it?"
The taller Saiya-jin smiled weakly, "I'm sorry. I should
have been there to help you get through it. Even Chi Chi is mad at her."
The prince snorted, "That woman's actions didn't affect me at all. I left
because I didn't want my son to grow up with a dishonorable mother."
Trunks was listening to the conversation with great
interest. What had his mother done that was so bad that his father would leave
her? The boy knew his father very well and what ever happened, despite
whatever his father said hurt him very badly.
"Thats enough of Bulma," Vejiita stated disappointing
Trunks, "I came here to spar with you Kakarotto, and to teach my boy somethings."
Little did Trunks know, that somethings turned out to be a lot of things.
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that was chapter two. Sorry it took so long, but I've got
writers block, and it was hard to get around it. I'm afraid this chapter
didn't turn out as good as the first, but you be the judge and review.
characters.
"blah blah"= speech
[i]//blah blah//[/i]thoughts
Chapter two: The Unexpected Reunion
Vejiita woke in a cold sweat. He looked around and realized
that it was pouring outside. The prince leaned on the bedpost as the
thunder began to roar ominously. As he was about to drift back into
slumber, he felt something pounce on his stomach knocking the wind out of
him.
He opened his eyes and saw a lavender haired boy no older
then the age of 7 clutching his chest with tears in his eyes.
"Tousan," the boy started, "I'm scared can I sleep in your room tonight?"
Vejiita looked at his son sleepily, "What is there to be afraid of boy?"
he asked with a yawn.
"I don't like thunderstorms." Trunks stated. "I don't want
to be alone." another boom of thunder shook the room. The small demi
saiya-jin whimpered.
Vejiita sighed to himself, "You do realize I have to work
tomorrow and you can't keep me awake all night." He said raising an
eyebrow.
"Yeah I know Tousan. Please I promise I'll go to sleep right
away! Please!" Trunks gave his father a helpless look and smiled.
He knew he'd get his way. The boy had his father wrapped around his
finger.
The older saiya-jin could feel his strictness fading as his son gave him
that look. Vejiita hated being defenseless against a simple
look. "Alright, but if you wake me up again its back to your own
room, boy." He tried to muster up the most irritated look his wounded
pride would allow but found he couldn't as his son slipped under the
covers and snuggled close to him.
"Tousan?" Trunks asked, "Why does thunder make that sound?"
"I don't know." The prince admitted, "Science was your mother's thing
not mine."
"What was kaasan like?" the demi saiya-jin boy wondered, his face
peeking out of the covers while he looked up at his father.
"I thought you were going to sleep." Vejiita stated with an
irritated tone.
A wide grin spread over Trunks' face, "I lied. Was she pretty?"
"Yes... she was...... beautiful." suddenly Vejiita seemed
distant as if he was remember something was fond of but had forgotten."
he shook his head suddenly as if he were shaking the memory out of his
head. "Go to sleep."
Trunks decided to give up squeezing information out of his father and
closed his eyes trying to block out the sound of thunder as he fell
asleep.
Vejiita put his hand over his face. [i]//I'm growing soft. I
should go train with Kakarotto soon to tuffen up a bit.//[/i] the
saiya-jin prince smiled cruelly to himself, [i]//Yes thats what I
need. Its been years since I've seen that low class baka. And while I'm at
it, I'll teach my son some saiya-jin fighting style . Its time he
learned his heritage//[/i]
--------------
Trunks sat happily on a bench as he waited for his father to
pick him up from school. He had been counting the hours until school
was over because his father had promised he'd take him somewhere
after school. The boy didn't know where he was going exactly, but he was
happy when his Tousan would take time off of his busy job to go
anywhere with him.
He was sure he could get his father to do something if he
really wanted it. But he knew his father worked hard and couldn't always
spend as much time with him as he would have liked.
A Mercedes Benz pulled up next to the side walk and Trunks
smiled. He pulled open the door and hopped in greeting Vejiita happily.
"Hi Tousan, where are we going?"
"First we go home and drop the car off and then we're going to Japan."
Vejiita answered not bothering to look away from the road.
Trunks' face twisted in confusion, "Whats Japan?"
The older sayia-jin chuckled to himself and ruffled his sons
hair. "It's we used to live before we moved to America."
"Why did we move?"
Vejiita smirked and muttered something he couldn't hear.
Trunks didn't bother to ask his father what he said because when his father
usually started muttering it meant he was saying something Trunks wasn't
allowed to repeat So he decided to sit quietly until his father seemed in a
better mood.
-----------------
Goku and Goten where training after dinner. The sun was
setting and the clouds were an orangey-red. Goku was proud of his son. He
had just learned to fly that day with little effort. They were about to call
a quits when they noticed two ki's heading straight for them.
One of these ki's Goku knew well. It had been years since he
had gotten a hold on it, because its owner was always good at
concealing it. Goku hurried to meet them half way. Both groups stopped yards
from each other.
"Hey Vejiita!" Goku shouted, "Long time no see!"
Goten tugged on his father's gi, "Tousan who are they?"
"Thats one of my old friends Goten. I haven't seen him in a long time."
Goku replied.
"Well Kakarotto, your still a loud mouth baka, same as always."
Came Vejiita's greeting. He smirked and turned to Trunks who
was looking up at him with wide eyes. "Whats wrong boy?" he asked.
Trunks continued to stare at him while saying in a small
surprised voice, "You never told me you could fly, Tousan."
The older man chuckled to himself, "You'll learn too soon enough.
There is much you will learn about yourself, boy, and your heritage."
Goku, who was now only several feet from Vejiita and Trunks was grinning
widely, "Its good to see you. Why did you leave without saying goodbye?"
"Because if I did you obviously wouldn't have left me alone."
Vejiita frowned and shifted Trunks into a better position on
his hip. After a moment of thought he realized he had over looked
something, what Kakarotto opened his big mouth to the wrong people. "And if
you say a word about this to anyone-"
"Don't worry Vejiita, I know what happened with Bulma." Goku stated
with an unusually serious tone, "Everyone knows..."
"And what exactly do you have to say about it?"
The taller Saiya-jin smiled weakly, "I'm sorry. I should
have been there to help you get through it. Even Chi Chi is mad at her."
The prince snorted, "That woman's actions didn't affect me at all. I left
because I didn't want my son to grow up with a dishonorable mother."
Trunks was listening to the conversation with great
interest. What had his mother done that was so bad that his father would leave
her? The boy knew his father very well and what ever happened, despite
whatever his father said hurt him very badly.
"Thats enough of Bulma," Vejiita stated disappointing
Trunks, "I came here to spar with you Kakarotto, and to teach my boy somethings."
Little did Trunks know, that somethings turned out to be a lot of things.
--------------------
that was chapter two. Sorry it took so long, but I've got
writers block, and it was hard to get around it. I'm afraid this chapter
didn't turn out as good as the first, but you be the judge and review.