Queen Luana: Okay, I don't quite know if this chapter is gonna be the last one… We'll see. Thanks for reviewing again, Tilea. Yeah, it might not come as a shock but to me it was when I watched the movie. Me and my friend were screaming the entire time, that was some mad situation back then.

(Flashback)

Queen Luana: WTF?

Lynn: I don't get it…

Queen Luana: AAAARGH! The dad's Charlie!

Both: NOOOOOOO!

Lynn: It can't be!

Queen Luana: OMG-OMG-OMG-OMG-OMG!

Lynn: It's maaaaaad!

(Back to the present)

Queen Luana: (shudders) Oh, hi y'all, I went to check out this xanga site and there I typed in MrsTrunksBriefs2 and I got three options. I'm a little confused… Anyways, enjoy the, maybe final, chapter of Hide 'n Seek.

Friend or foe?

"Wanna play hide 'n seek?" Trunks let go a gasp of fear and Goku looked stunned. (Queen Luana: Yeah, I'm gonna start calling him Goku because this story ain't going through Vegeta's point of view anymore.)

"Mikey no…" Trunks whispered, realising this wasn't a game anymore. His father was gone. Vegeta (Queen Luana: Yes, I'm gonna keep referring to him as Vegeta rather then Mikey, it's more fun.) covered his eyes.

"One mississipi, two mississipi…"

"V-Vegeta?" Goku mumbled. Trunks grabbed his hand and pulled him up the stairs.

"We have to hide!" he shrieked dragging the grown-up along with him. But where? Where could he hide? Where could he possibly hide both him and Goku without Mikey finding him? In a closet? No. Under the bed? No. Behind a door? Nu-uh.

"Ready or not, here I come!" came a voice from downstairs. Trunks shrieked as Goku lifted him up ran into his father's bedroom and hid him in the closet.

"Don't come out, Trunks!" he whispered before quietly closing the door and Trunks was locked away in the dark.

Three frightening seconds passed by before Trunks could hear his father coming up the stairs, every step croaking under his feet. Trunks shivered and pulled his knees to his chest. What was Goku gonna do? He didn't know what he was up against! This was Mikey, Mikey who killed Mrs. Matthews and who was gonna kill him as well. Because he had been too curious. Trunks had to stop him!

Outside the room he could hear a scream, and the noise of someone badly falling onto the ground. "NO!" he screamed and tried to free himself from the closet. But it was a sliding door and could only be opened from the outside. He loudly banged his fists against the door. "LEAVE HIM ALONE MIKEY! LEAVE HIM ALONE!" he cried. Through a small opening a ray of light enterred the closet. Trunks grabbed a coathook (Queen Luana: I dunno how you call it, but you get my point, right?) from above him and slipped it through the opening, after which he forced it open. After he had opened it for about an inch, he grabbed the edge of the sliding door and pulled it open completely.

Running out of the closet he screamed again when he reached the doorway. "MIKEY NO!"

Vegeta stood there, gun in his raised hand, aiming at a defenseless Goku lying on the ground. Trunks knew that gun. It was the gun his mother always had hanging around in case there should be a burglar or something of that kind. He had hoped from the moment she bought it they would never have to use it.

"He'll take me away from you, Trunks," Vegeta muttered. "That's why you came here didn't you?" Goku carefully shook his head, staring in fear at the gun.

"No – I-I came to help," he objected quietly.

"Liar," Vegeta snapped and looked at Trunks. "I won't let him take me away from you, Trunks." Trunks blinked at him, then realised in a shock it wasn't Mikey anymore.

"D-Daddy?" he whispered.

Vegeta said nothing only looked back at Goku. "Daddy, no," Trunks whispered shaking his head.

"I won't go!" Vegeta cried, aiming directly at the spot between Goku's eyes. His face turned red in rage.

"V-Vegeta please…"

"Daddy, don't do it!" Trunks begged. "He only wants to help!" Goku nodded rapidly. Vegeta looked at his son, tears burning in his eyes. Trunks shook his head, crying softly. "Please, daddy, don't." This was a dad he had never seen before. He had never thought his father could have so much compassion for him, could long to be with him so much.

Vegeta looked back at Goku, holding the gun tightly in his sweaty hand. Trunks begged quietly for his father not to do it. Vegeta swallowed and lowered the gun. Goku sighed deeply. Trunks screamed because of the loud shot and stared in horror at Goku, lying on the ground with wide open eyes, and blood trickling down his forehead, from the shot between his eyes.

Vegeta had raised his gun again and it was now smoking slightly. His face was serious and he stared at the corpse in front of him. Trunks cried and suddenly his father's face changed. The gun fell from his hand and clattered loudly onto the floor. "Kami…" he mumbled and stared at Goku, his face growing pale. He then turned to Trunks.

"That wasn't me, Trunks, I swear it wasn't." Trunks looked at his father, not knowing what to think. "Trunks," Vegeta said again. "It was Mikey. Please, Trunks." Trunks looked up at his father who slowly approached him. "Trunks, I didn't… I didn't kill him." Trunks closed his eyes.

Trunks watched in terror as he saw his mum falling from her bedroom window. She was lying several feet away from him. It was a warm day and he had decided to go play a bit outside. After some while he had grown tired and hot and was now resting against a tree, just when he saw the muder on his mother. He saw his father leaning out of the window and immediately made the connection. He had killed her. Trunks stared at his father, full of disbelieve. He couldn't have, they had a fight now and then but – killing her? Vegeta went back inside, not knowing his son had seen what he just did.

He had killed his mother, then why wouldn't he have killed Goku as well? His father reached out his hand. "Trunks?" Crying he stormed past his father and headed for the stairs. Vegeta stared after his son. "T-Trunks?" His son halted at the stairs.

They looked at each other for a moment. Trunks' blue eyes, his mother's eyes, met his father's. For a moment he waited, then shook his head and ran down the stairs.

"Trunks!" Vegeta cried after his son.

"NO!" Trunks screamed in response. He had to get out, away from him... Mikey, dad, whoever it was!

A tear ran down Vegeta's cheek. "Trunks…" He looked down at the gun lying next to his feet. He picked it up.

Trunks had just reached the door when the shot came, as clear and loud as if it had been shot right next to his ear. He froze instantly, hand still clutched around the doorknob. The final tear was still rolling down his cheek. He turned around, just able to see his father collapse onto the ground.

"DADDY!"

Queen Luana: (sniffing) No, it ain't the last chapter, there's still gonna be an ending. And that will be the last chapter. So, will you review, please? (puppy eyes)

SS Jentl: You're pathetic.

Queen Luana: See, this is the final time you're coming over!

SS Jentl: (smacks Queen Luana with the frying pan of doom) You were saying?

Queen Luana: (twitches, drools and groans)

SS Jentl: My thoughts exactly.