When Trunks Started Dating... Part 2

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The hybrid saiyan prince and his date were walking down the street smiling and conversing with each other. Both were enjoying the other's company.

Trunks couldn't help but smile a bit wider. He was dating a girl he had had a crush on for about three weeks now. She had the light purple locks of hair. They were much lighter than the shade of his hair color, which were neatly done in two buns on the top of her head.

She was very petite. Short could also describe her... but then again... almost all the females were considered short compared to an adult sized saiyan. He loved her bright, yet soft color of lavender eyes. Two words that would describe them were big and innocent.

Then Trunks noticed her excited expression when they passed an ice cream shop. "Oh Trunks! Could we stop in there? I want to buy an ice cream!" She batted her eyes to him, and gave him her best smile.

He gave a small laugh as his heart began to melt. "Of course!" And in a very cheerful manner; people walking on the street would have thought this teenage couple, looking very much like young adults, were newly weds with the springy walk and bright smiles across their faces.

About five meters away...

A pair of new, shiny binoculars were noticed in a near by bush. If a person were looking close enough, they would have realized that someone was spying at someone in the ice cream parlor.

Just as Trunks and his date came back out with ice cream cones and walked down a good ways away... Vegeta popped out from the bushes, random twigs and leaves sticking from his flame shaped black hair.

A few people noticing this saiyan prince pop out of the shrubbery almost shrieked as he continued to stare at the young couple thru the binoculars. And bringing them down, he snarled as he shoved the device in his overly sized pocket in his black jacket (one that almost resembled Vash the Stampede). He snarled.

How dare his son go out looking for love! It was completely ludicrous that he had to ask this female to this 'date'. Usually on his home planet, the females came to the males. Not the other way around!

This planet was so backwards.

Leaping out of the shrubbery clad in a pair of camouflage army pants and a white shirt, with the black coat he grabbed a small container and opened it. It was black shoe polish. Using two fingers, he swiped his hands over the black 'paint' before he placed it over his cheekbones.

"If my son thinks he can get away with this 'business', then he has another thing coming!" exclaimed Vegeta raising a fist in the air.

The people walking around could only wonder about the sanity of this overly muscled man.

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Trunks looked over his shoulder for what seemed to be the fifteenth time this night. He didn't know why... but he had the strangest feeling that he was being stalked!

The female beside him looked to her date and tilted her head to the side looking at him. "Is there something wrong Trunks?"

The hybrid saiyan's lips firmed up as he looked over his shoulder again. He could have sworn he saw something. "I have the strangest feeling..." he muttered.

She looked up to him, "What do you mean?" she questioned.

He looked down to her sighing, "I think someone's stalking us."

Her eyes widened, before she giggled, "I don't think anyone would do such a thing! You are, after all, a very strong martial artist!"

Trunks looked down to the lavender locked female, "No, I'm serious." The saiyan looked back behind his shoulder. He sees nothing. "I just... have this feeling that were being followed..." He gave a small smile, as he placed his hand behind his head, "I guess it's just my warrior instincts going whack."

The girl gave a small smile as she grabbed his hand with hers. "Well... I'm glad that you care, and are concerned." They locked eyes and smiled, "I'll also keep watch too, if that makes you feel any better, Trunks" his date added in her innocent tone.

Trunks couldn't help but smile as they continued to walk down the street to a near by restaurant. Both teens were starting to become quite hungry.

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It was finally becoming dark. And it being around the female's curfew, Trunks took her home. She smiled widely glancing over to Trunks every so often. "Thanks Trunks. I really had a good time out in the city."

Trunks gave a small laugh as he rubbed the back of his head, "I'm really glad you gave me the chance to take you out."

And smiling brightly, she walked up to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek while standing on her tippy toes.

Smiling to him once more with a blush on her cheeks, she waved to him as she opened the door to her home walking in.

Trunks just stood there silently as he placed a hand over his cheek. He looked to his hand, and smiled brightly. Now in very high spirits, Trunks began to walk down from her home to the street. This was the perfect night!

That was till...

Vegeta fell out a near by tree falling before his son.

Trunks gave a silent scream as he jolted back from the sidewalk.

Vegeta, ignoring the damage he had done to the concrete walkway, dusted himself off. He used his hands to take off a pair of sunglasses revealing the fact that he was glaring at his son.

Trunks face turned from surprise to anger as he stared at his father. He also happened to notice the strange choice of clothing... "DAD! YOU were STALKING me and my girlfriend?!"

The saiyan prince snorted as he continued to stand before his son, "I needed to make sure you didn't fall into temptation from that seductress!"

This made Trunks even more angry, "SUDUCTRESS?! She's my FRIEND! How dare you say something like that about her!!! She is a sweet and caring girl!" he exclaimed to his father.

Vegeta snorted as he began to walk down the street, "Yeah, sure. You call that make out secession you and that girl had innocent."

"It wasn't making out!" exclaimed Trunks as he continued to follow his father; "She just pecked me on the cheek! Nothing more! You should know that compared to what you and mom do at any give time!"

"Yeah, yeah, sure, sure," stated Vegeta waving his hand behind, "You keep telling yourself that. You should be honored to know I was making sure you didn't fall for that woman!"

At that, Vegeta blasted off into the air towards Capsule Corp.

Trunks face was still red as he glared into the sky at his father. "YOU EXAGGERATE WAY TOO MUCH FATHER!" shouted the teen to his father.

But he was aware that Vegeta wouldn't have heard that last comment. He gave a sigh. He really didn't feel like going home... he knew this exaggerated story would turn into a big fiasco if his mother heard his father's point of view about this date he 'secretly' watched.

He could only envision the wedding magazines and plans being made.

That made Trunks quiver as he lowered his head SLOWLY making his back home.

This really were going to be chaos...

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HA HA! Finished! This was meant to be a one shot, but since I was really lazy one day, I sent out the first part of the story. I found this more than half a year later, and FINALLY I have inspiration for it! I hope this was enjoyable!

-Takuma