Drunk

O.O YOU MEEN IT'S ACTUALLY BACK? –Faints-

Yeah… o.o; Sorry for no update in… Like... A year x.x I know all of you have probably forgotten about me by now… So I'm not expecting many reviews to pop up after I post, but I am going to try my best to keep up with this story. All of them in fact... After this I am going to try and get out a new chapter for both Six Years and my 'to be named' story about my character, Reno. So just read on, and we'll just find out what happens to our poor little Trunks "

Disclaimer: All this time… And I still don't own Dragon ball Z or any thing like that… Sad right?

Chapter Fifteen: Remembrance

In the last chapter

"I'm not supposed to answer the phone." He stated looking around a bit worried.

"Oh, ok what ever. Hey is Gohan around?"

"Yes."

"Well can I talk to him?" Trunks pressed starting to get annoyed with his friend.

Goten smiled slyly. "I don't know, Trunks. Can you?" He giggled.

Trunks growled lowly and yelled into the mouthpiece. "I don't have time for your stupid games, Goten! Just get Gohan on the damn phone!"

Goten held the phone away from his ear, then pouted angrily and answered. "Fine... Be that way." He stomped into Gohan's room and kicked his shin.

"Owww!" Gohan awoke immediately to this and stared at his little brother. "What did you do that for?" He asked.

The little chibi just snorted and put the phone in Gohan's face. Gohan blinked and took it. Goten turned and stomped back out of the room, yelling back to him. "It's Trunks!"

A very confused Gohan put the phone to his ear and asked. "Hello?"

"Finally!" He heard him answer. "Gohan. We need to talk..." (( Yeah, I know it's a longer one. I just thought I would make it one since I haven't updated in forever x.x;

Gohan yawned and blinked as he asked. "Talk… Talk about what, Trunks?" Then it hit him as he remembered about last night sitting right up in his chair. "Are you alright? How's your dad? Did he hurt you?" Trunks held the phone away from him a bit at the last part, then sighed bringing it back. "No, he didn't hurt me. And I'm fine, but…" He hesitated then answered. "I'm not sure where he is, though…" Gohan finally stood up and started to pace the length of his room. "What do you mean, you don't know where he is?"

"Well… He's not here. I've look every where, and I can't sense him either…"

'That can't be good.' Gohan thought as he answered. "Are you absolutely sure?"

Trunks leaned against the wall by the phone and sighs out a "Yes… I'm positive."

"Hmm…" Gohan thought as she sat down onto his bed. Trunks sighed once more as he slid down the wall into a sitting position on the wall, his head looking to the ground to avoid the mess.

Vegeta floated among the lush trees, attempting to clear his mind. He sighed as he look strait forward through the clear morning sky. There was not a single cloud, only the crisp clean air and the bright morning sun around him. This was the only way he knew how to think. Besides beating some one into a bloody pulp, that is. He took a short turn and landed on a near by cliff. He looked back the way he had gone, thinking of what he had done the night before. He thought of what the brat had said. About how he had gone to find that idiot Goku to fight, even though he knew damn well he was gone. He rubbed his hand along his the back of his broad shoulder. He could feel the tattoos ink on his skin. He could feel it beneath the skin, deep beneath it. How it had already made itself permanent on his tough exterior. He sighed out a growl as he looked up at the birds flying through the sky, catching what gusts of wind where there to guide them along…

Then he remembered how his father had taught him. How he had spent countless hours practicing, trying to get it just right. He remembered when he showed him, and the exact look upon his face. A look of happiness filled with pride. He had never seen his father look at him that way, and how he had even smiled at him. He smirked a bit at his thoughts.

He suddenly lifted up and started back towards the cooperation. Not a thought in his mind besides his son…

"Well?" Trunks asked as he laid his head back on the wall. "Any thing? Because I don't know what to do, and mom's going to be home soon." He cringed a bit at his own words as he, once again, remembered this. "And the house isn't exactly presentable…" Gohan sighed, now, too. "What? Did he blast some shit or some thing?"

"Yeah…" Trunks replied, a bit of sadness in his voice. "The wall and some other stuff." Gohan twitched a bit "The whole wall?" Trunks just shook his head and answered. "Naw, just a bit of it… He thought it was Goku." Gohan held back the laughter building in his thought as he stifled out an "Oh… I see."

Vegeta landed softly and walked through the open back door, but short stepped as he saw his son lying against the wall on the phone, the mess he had caused still around him. He only stood and listened, still unnoticed.

"It's not funny, Gohan!" Trunks shouted into the phone, "What am I supposed to do!" Gohan finally let loose as he fell onto the floor laughing at the thought of a drunk Vegeta, Prince of all Saiyans, calling into battle a wall he was mistaking for his old foe. Trunks growled as he hopped up onto his feet and going to hang up the phone on him as he finally began to speak. "Okay… Okay… I'm done" He managed to get out as he wiped a few tears from his eyes. "Why don't you just start to clean up and I'll be there in a bit to help you. Alright?" Trunks nodded and sighed angrily. "Yeah, fine. Just hurry the fuck up, got it?" Gohan laughed once more. "Such a mouth." Trunks only rolled his eyes and hung up the phone and turned around looking at the mess, and the wide opened door. "I don't remember opening that… Maybe I just didn't notice…" He sighed and walked over closing it.

Vegeta looked at his son, now from the other room. He had snuck over while he was on the phone with his back turned. He watched as Trunks laid his head upon the door sighing, and heard him whisper. "Where are you dad…? I need you…"

There you go. New chapter. Yes I know it's still short like I always do, but I just wanted to get it out before I tried to type out any longer ones. And, plus, I still want to work on my other stories, too. So, that's all for now. Please remember to review! Bye all!

-Reno-