The ninth chapter, finally. The only problem is that ball this stuff was originally in a notebook and about five chapters ahead and now it's caught up. In other words, I am currently in a very annoying writer's block phase. It makes me sad. Not cry sad, more like aww sad.

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of its characters. If I did, then things would be, well, different, now wouldn't they?

Empty Threat

Vegeta's P.O.V.

"I'M GOING TO KILL HIM," I screamed to what I thought was myself, but soon realizing it was to my wife who was currently standing in the doorframe.

"Vegeta, what have I told you about killing people?" Bulma asked in a mildly angry tone.

"Not to do it after dark because it could strain my eyes, I know, I know, but that wasn't what I meant."

"Oh my god, you made an empty threat."

"It was not a fucking empty threat woman. I meant I'm going to kill your obnoxious little brat."

"Wait, do you mean the actual little brat, I mean child, or the older, taller, and opposite sex version?"

"The second one."

"The second born, or my second option given?"

"For a genius, you're not that bright. I meant your son."

"No, Vegeta! You can't kill him again. I'm running out of ways to revive him."

"I don't mean literally, woman."

"So it was an empty threat."

"NO!"

"THEN WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?"

Trunk's P.O.V.

"THEN WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?" I heard my mother scream from the other room.

"I'm talking about that brat being in love with Kakarot's brat," was my father's response.

"What's your point though? We've all known about that one for a long time, save Goten."

'Wait, how does everyone know? Am I that obvious? Why didn't someone tell me that they all knew? Am I fat? Wait, what? No, not again! I'm confusing myself with my own mixed up words.'

"I'm talking about the fact that it's been a month since I told him that we knew, and he still hasn't admitted it to Mini-Kakarot," I heard my father in answer to my mother's previous question.

"Well, if he's not ready, then he doesn't have to say anything."

"Yes he does. He's a Saijyn prince. He should be strong and proud not weak and idiotic."

"Veggie, where are you going?"

"To the brat's room. I'm going to have a little chat with him. Oh, and don't call me Veggie."

'Oh man, Dad's gonna kill me over this,' I thought rather nervously.

"TRUNKS!"

"Yes, father," I replied meekly.

"Why not?"

"Why not what, dad?"

"You know what I mean, baka."

"I'm just not ready, okay."

"Yes, you are."

"No, I'm not."

"Get out."

"What?"

"Get out of my fucking house!"

"You can't do that."

"I just fucking did, now get out. Oh, and I want you back here within three days accompanied by that brat that you love."

"Fine. I see how it is. You don't care about me at all, do you? Do you even have an ounce of respect for who I am as an individual?"

"No, that's your mother's job. I'm just here to threaten you and then beat the crap out of you until I feel that you're strong enough."

"Fine, I'll leave, but don't expect me to come back in three days. In fact, don't expect me to come back at all. I'm leaving for good."

"Hey, kid, whatever, it's your ruined life not mine."

"Fine."

"Would you fucking leave already? That's better."

I flew out of my window fighting back all the tears that threatened to escape from my eyes. I would not cry due to that wretched excuse for a father. Mother was no better. How could she just listen to that whole thing and not even attempt to stop it. They all hated me. The only real family I had was Goten and his family. I couldn't go there though, it would be too painful. What if I went there and something slipped? What would Goten think of me? But I would have to go there. They were the only one's that would have room for me. It's not like I had any capsules this time. I didn't even get a chance to get any. I would have to risk it. Goten's house was the only option. I now realized that I was in for the longest weekend of my entire life.

Trunks: Why am I like that?

Kaiser: Hey, Trunks, did you ever take any sort of class involving the making of sen-ten-ces?

Trunks: Yeah, why?

Kaiser: Would you mind using these skills so I can figure out what in the name of St. Mary von Gubenheimer you're talking about?

Trunks: Whose name?

Kaiser: I don't know, but what are you like? What about your in story personality don't you like?

Trunks: I'm too closed minded ya know. It kinda makes me look stupid.

Kaiser: That would be the point. Did you ever consider that maybe there's a little side story, just maybe?

Trunks: No, there can't be. I mean, your not that creative.

Kaiser: No, I'm not, but it doesn't take a lot of creativity to do one little side thingy.

Goten: Would you two be quiet. I'm trying to figure out why that lemonade tasted so weird.

Trunks: Goten, that was my urine sample for the doctor.

Goten: It was? Will you excuse me for a second?"

Kaiser: Oh, now that was uncalled for. Trunks, you know that was lemonade, don't you.

Trunks: Yeah, but he's so gullible.

Well, what will ensue now that Trunks will be living with Goten? Find out on the next exiting installment of 'Desire's of the Heart.'