A/N: This is just a story that used to be a oneshot, but then turned into something bigger because everyone wanted it. So I did make it bigger.

It was a normal day for the young Trunks. He was tired as he woke up from his little big-boy bed. After going to the bathroom and flushing the toilet, he went into the kitchen to see what Mommy was making. She wasn't that good of a cook, but he was always excited to eat, especially in the morning. But of course, he was never hungrier than his friend Goten, that is. He walked into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes expecting to see his Mother cooking something. Instead he saw his Mother reading the morning paper and he saw his Father. Father? Trunks never saw his Father in the morning. He barely saw him ever. Vegeta was opening the fridge to get a beer. Trunks walked over to his Mom.

"Mommy what are we having for breakfast?" he asked. Trunks was only five and his stomach was growling for food.

"Oh I am sorry, I guess I will have to make something. I totally forgot," she said.

So she got up and went over to the stove and cupboard area to make something. Bulma passed Vegeta on her way over and Vegeta moved so she could get by. Then, Trunks looked at his Father in hope of getting some attention. And Vegeta gave a quick glance at the lad with his masculine and careless look.

"What are you looking at?" he said meanly. That was Vegeta for you all right. He was never close to Trunks and had never held him in his life. He never imagined having a son. When Bulma told him that she was pregnant with his child he wasn't sure how to handle things. He was never properly raised by his birth Father, and from the five years that he did spend with his Father, King Vegeta was always busy. Vegeta's Father and the saiyan race alone weren't very "lovey" in the first place so he just let the Female take care of his son's up bringing. How he should act around his young son was unknown to him.

Bulma looked up from getting out the pancake mix in concern. She didn't like how Vegeta was so mean to his own spawn. She knew that that was just Vegeta being Vegeta, but she at least wanted him to try to act like a father.

Trunks just stood there. He was excited to see his Father. He didn't care about how malevolent he was. He just stood there staring at Vegeta.

"Humph!" he walked away. As he walked away he started murmuring something only Trunks could here. "Stupid kid," he said. Then his appearance was gone, as he walked towards the Gravity Room.

"Mommy? Why is Dad so mean?" he asked.

Bulma looked up and almost began to cry.

"Well, honey…um. Well, your Father is just angry sometimes because he…um…gets tired," she said.

"Tired? From what?" he asked in curiosity.

"From…fighting. Yeah, that's it…from fighting," she said.

She actually didn't know why Vegeta was so heartless. But from the day she asked him to live at Capsule Corp. she knew that it would be this way. She knew she would have to put up with his attitude. Maybe it was being an orphan all his life that makes him this way, maybe he feels sad about his people dying by Freiza, the guy who took him in and spared his life. But why did Freiza spare his life and not his people's? I guess Vegeta is mad because he wanted to avenge his race and his family, but never had the honor to do so…because of that stupid Kakarot. Or maybe he just acts evil sometimes because he was raised by Freiza to be evil. Why he was this way, is uncertain to Bulma. But whatever it was, it would affect Trunks' up bringing. She can't have a father who doesn't pay attention to his very own son. She knew that Vegeta cared somewhat about her and Trunks but he is just too proud to show emotions. Poor Vegeta…

"Do you think I could become a good fighter like Daddy someday?" he asked.

"Um…well maybe sweetie, but maybe you should try and focus on being a kid," she said. The pancakes where almost done. She tried hard not to burn them.

"Gohan and Goten fight together a lot. Goten is naturally pretty powerful. At least that's what Gohan told me," said Trunks.

"Oh, is that so? Well…I guess you could just ask your Father if he could train you, I mean, I guess there is no harm in asking," she said.

"Oh really Mom? You think Daddy would say yes? That would be so cool if he trained me! Then I can beat Goten at King of the Hill!" said Trunks.

"Just remember to say 'please'. It is polite to say please, remember that," she said, trying to teach her son good manners unlike her "husband" figure.

Bulma wasn't sure if she enjoyed this fighting business. She has been around it since she was sixteen and didn't want Trunks to get hurt. She hoped that Trunks would just turn out to be one of those technology gurus and be helpful to the Z gang in other ways other than fighting. Fortunately, that would be a miracle, because Bulma doesn't think Vegeta would take the time of day to train Trunks anyway. But she knew that Trunks would be a good fighter if he trained because he is a saiyan.

Trunks can accomplish great things with the power he has, she knew this. It would not be very productive for him to get hurt, though. She has a hard enough time worrying about Vegeta. Yes, worrying. And everyday, especially when Cell was here, she feared that Vegeta would not come back and she would be left here with nothing but an image of him.

After getting ready for the day, Trunks was bored and had nothing to do. Mother was working in the lab, and he usually always watched her, but he didn't want to do that today. So he decided to wander around Capsule Corp. in hopes of adventure. He started first to go to Mom and Dad's room to see what was in there. He had never been there before, and it would be nice to see what's in there. So he opened the door and peeked his head through. Then he walked in. The bed was big and fluffy. It was messy and unmade. The bedspread was dark blue and there was dark blue wallpaper with the Capsule Corp. logo all over it. The closet was open and he walked over to see what was in it. There are some of his Mom's dresses, skirts, and a weird-looking bunny costume with ears. And then he saw on the other side of the closet, a pink shirt that looks like a guys', some of his Dad's muscle shirts and tank tops, and a saiyan uniform. He turns to the bed with boredom and climbs on it. The covers looked organized on one side, and the covers on the other side looked all messed up like someone moves a lot in their sleep. He was on the messy side. He just sat there imagining his parents lying on the bed together. 'I wander why Mommies and Daddies sleep together in a bed' he thought to himself. Then he got up and ran out of the room to go to another place. He was going to go down to the lobby once he reached the fork in the hallway, but then he decided to go down the other hall where the Gravity Room is. He skipped down the hall towards the outside of it. He knew that his Daddy goes in there all the time so he thought he should check it out. He tried his hardest to reach the handle of the door to the GR. It was hard for him to get it open. So he pulled with all of his young saiyan might and finally got it open. He quietly crept his head threw the doorway to try and see if anyone was in there. He saw his father doing push-ups over in the corner. He looked like he is working hard.

"Daddy!" he yelled and began to start running towards him.

Vegeta looked up from what he was doing. "Huh? No Trunks!" he yelled and got up quickly.

Trunks ran into the Gravity Room and met his Daddy and looked up at him with excitement. Vegeta just stared at Trunks in astonishment.

"WHAT? How did you—how—wha—We are in 300x Gravity! How can you stand all this weight on you, you little brat?" he yelled.

"What?" said Trunks, kid-like. Then he looked down at his feet. Then looked up. "I don't know what you're talking about. Your silly! What are you doing in here?" he asked with enthusiasm.

Vegeta is still surprised that a kid as young as him can handle such gravity, it is amazing. He hesitates at Trunk's question. Then he crossed his arms.

"I am training hard, its something you wouldn't know anything about, kid. Now leave at once! You are disrupting me!" he snarled.

"Wow, cool! Goten told me that he trains with his brother all the time and teaches him stuff. Do you think that you could teach me how to do fighting stuff?" he asked and put up two fists like he is tuff. "I could learn cool moves from you and fight like a big strong warrior like you! Then I can defeat the bad guys!" he said, kid-like. Then he started punching the air and pretending he was fighting.

"Train you? Train you? Why would I want to train you? You are just a little kid, I wouldn't waste my time trying to train a little brat!" he said and looked away from his son.

Trunks frowned for a minute. Then he decided to speak. "But...please? Mommy says it is nice to say please. PLEASE? Common, Daddy! Gohan trains Goten! It's no fair! Why does Goten learn cool tricks and not me? I want to fight bad guys, too!" he wined.

Well if he can handle this much gravity then he must be capable of doing a lot of damage. But if Vegeta did train his offspring then what if his own son becomes more powerful than himself? Just like Gohan and Kakarot, Gohan is so powerful almost more powerful than Kakarot himself. But if he didn't train Trunks, then Goten would get to be more powerful than his son and that wouldn't be good. If Vegeta's son could at least become more powerful than Kakarot's other son, Goten, than that would be so great. One step towards beating that stupid Kakarot for good! And besides, Bulma would probably get mad at him if he didn't train him and she would scream at him with that annoying yell of hers!

The words of my Father still echo in my brain. 'If your are old enough to walk, you are old enough to train.' So I guess…I should train him. Vegeta thought to himself.

"Alright fine." he said meanly like he doesn't want to get all "lovey."

"Yay! Thanks Daddy!" he yells. Then he reaches for his dad's legs and hugs them tight. Vegeta is just stiff for a while. He doesn't know what to do, so he just stands there. Trunks is nuzzling his legs in comfort. Vegeta is not used to this and is getting a little irritable.

"Alright, Alright! That is enough!" and he pulled Trunks away firmly. "There will be no foolish business, am I clear? I will only let you train with me if you can keep up. Oh, and no calling me "Daddy" its too sissy. "Father" is my name. Now, his training will be tough and I am not planning on fixing your wee wee's and waa waa's all right? I won't kiss your boo boo's like I'm your Mother. No crying, you have to be tough and learn to be a strong saiyan warrior. You master these simple rules and you will be on my good side. Are up for it, kid?" he asked while smirking.

"Yeah! Lets go!" he said.

And Vegeta and Trunks began to train. Maybe there is hope for their relationship after all! And how the other Z fighters will be so surprised once they find out how strong Trunks is, and that Vegeta is training his son!