-1Can't Rain All The Time

Chapter 12

Trunks's Problem

By

Bulma

-Trunks!-

Venux rested her head on the arm of the chair. She curled up and drifted off to sleep, waiting for Trunks to get out of the Tank. She slept soundly in the chair. Everything was at peace in the quiet labs, except the soft beep of the heart monitor and the humming of the machines at work. Unfortunately, her rest was short lived as the alarm for the Tank signaled that Trunks was ready to be let out. Venux stirred awake and tried to refocused her eyes on the room around her. As she rubbed the sleep from her eyes, she looked up to see the Tank drain and Trunks take off his breathing mask. Venux quickly got up and helped her Mate out of the Tank.

"How you feel?" she asked as she lead him behind a white medical screen so he could properly dress in clothing Venux brought with them. "Better I suppose. I slept all right." Trunks told her as he put on clean boxers and his pants. Trunks returned to the locket around his neck and tried to dry his hair with the towel. He came around from the screen and smiled at his concerned Mate. "Venux? Is something wrong?" he came up to her and embraced her in his strong arms. Venux rested her head on the joint of his neck and shoulder. "I'm sorry…" she whispered. Trunks gazed down at her puzzled expression. "What's the matter? Something happen? Where is everyone?" he asked trying to remain calm.

"Bulma is out with Vegeta by the G.R. Sanshi is with your Grandparents. I believe they gave her a tour of the house. She should be around here somewhere. But…" Venux turned and looked away. "But what?" Trunks tilted her chin to make her look at him. "Brat!" came a voice from the door. The couple turned to Vegeta, who removed himself from against the wall as Venux removed herself from Trunks as Vegeta came right up to them. Trunks felt a little uneasy. Vegeta walked straight up to him, trying to get to his full height to make the obvious taller man intimidated.

He grabbed the locket around Trunks's neck and opened it. Trunks went numb. He didn't know what to do. Continued within the precious jewelry was 2 pictures. On the left side of it, was a photo of Bulma looking down at the newborn infant in her arms. Her hair was in a messy bun and she look exhaughted. It might have been taken the day of the infant's birth. In the photo Bulma's eyes glowed with and adoring love to the sleeping babe in her arms. She seemed so happy. On the right of the locket showed Vegeta, actually smiling, as he fed the same infant in his arms with a bottle. He must have not known the photo being taken as he cradled the child in such a loving matter.

Vegeta closed the locket and let it fall from his hand. He looked up at Trunks with a blank stare. "Lets spar Brat." was all that he said. Trunks nodded. He knew he needed to explain something to his Father. Trunks had no doubts in his mind O-Ren told him everything. Trunks looked to Venux and smiled. "Don't worry. Vegeta and I need to talk. But do me a favor and come get us when dinner is ready?" he asked. "Be careful and no matter what, know we love you." Venux whispered in his ear a she hugged him to her. Trunks kissed her cheek. "Stop worrying." Vegeta had been long gone by then.

Trunks had to sense him. Then with a smile to his Mate he was gone. Vegeta was in a nearby forest area, just outside West City. He sat by a small stream and closed his eyes to meditate. There were no more denying it. Vegeta, through his eyes, had become weak in the future. He solely blamed Bulma for the weaknesses in him. His blood boiled at the thought of him not reaching the legendary, becoming weak to sire a child, and now the future was all fucked over because of Bulma. He would love nothing more than to have personally kill his older self for bringing such shame upon his race.

Vegeta suddenly sensed a presence appear before him. He opened his eyes and looked to see a very serious Trunks before him. "O-Ren told you, didn't she?" Trunks asked. There was a moment of silence as both men stared the other down. Each analyzing the other up. Father and Son just looking at each other in this new light; in this new realization. Suddenly, without warning, Vegeta jumped up to try to punch Trunks square in the face. Trunks immediately blocked it. Vegeta attempted to get a kick in the stomach as he thought Trunks was distracted by the blocking punch, but once again Trunks blocked that as well.

Trunks pushed his Father back, a good distance away from each other as they both took fighting stances so they both got in fighting stances. "Father, I don't want to spar. Not like this. Please, let me explain." Trunks his Father to be reasonable. "What's there to talk about, Brat?! I became weak and it's all that damn Woman's fault!" Vegeta hissed. "Father, you we're not weak!" Trunks yelled as he barely dodged another attack by Vegeta. "Shut up! How dare you tell me that! Because of that Bitch, I fucking died!" "You have it all wrong! Please listen to me!" Trunks again tried in vain to make his Father calm down enough to listen to reason.

"Shut up! I have heard enough from that Bitch and have seen enough with my own eyes of the future that will await me!" Vegeta stopped and turned away from Trunks and began to walk away from him. "If you don't want to spar, then fine, but I'm going to find the Woman and tell her everything. There is not a chance in hell in this time I will make the same mistakes again." Vegeta said over his shoulder at Trunks. Trunks felt his heart sink.

Trunks didn't know what to say. Not only was he called a mistake, but his Father rejected him completely. Because of O-Ren he would not be born in this time and Vegeta was going to flat out hurt his Mother by exposing him and rubbing everything in her face, claiming it all to completely be her fault. Trunks couldn't believe his Father could be so cruel. Vegeta was about to take off for the sky til' Trunks cried out.

"You were happy!" Vegeta stopped before he could take off. He glanced at Trunks sideways; waiting for Trunks to explain. He could clearly see his own Son go through emotional pain. "You were happy…at least that is what I can remember." he softly spoke as he fell to the ground and put his face in the palms of his hands as his mid retraced the long begotten memories he kept secret in his mind. Vegeta crossed his arms and walked over to his fallen Son.

"You did die when I was little, but I do remember you. You always had a smile and you made Mom happy. I remember when you used to rock me to sleep and you put me to bed. You trained so hard and you did become a Super Saiyan. You always used to say how proud of me you were and how you would always be here for me…You even said one day I would be strong and powerful like you so I should continue to train to make you proud…" Trunks softly told the ground, he dare not meet the gaze of his Father. Vegeta stood before him and listened to his Son speak.

"Father, please, please don't hurt Mom. She didn't do anything. It's all my fault. If you must be angry, then blame me." Trunks went and bowed deeply before Vegeta. Vegeta was too much in shock to see his Son do such a humiliating gesture for him. "What the hell are you doing?! Get off the ground!" he yelled at him. Trunks refused to move. "Father, I beg you, don't hurt Mom! I am the one you blame. Please let me explain everything to her. She had nothing to do with this. I rather she hear it from me than you." Trunks requested. "If you get off the floor, I will permit you that. You have until the end of this week. That is 3 days; otherwise, I'll tell her myself." Vegeta crossed his arms. "Thank you Father." Trunks rose from the ground and the two stared at each other once more. "Now get out of my sight. I have far more important matters to deal with than waste my precious time on you." Vegeta cold told him.

Trunks nodded and dared not to say another word. In silence he disappeared from Vegeta back the way of Capsule Corp. his heart was heavy of what he must do and how unfair that even in this time he was still unwanted. It really tore him inside to think his Father was no the loving, caring man that he had in his memories. Trunks appeared on the Capsule Corp. lawn and looked at the house. It was hard for him to believe that there was a peaceful time; a time where there was a place for them to be. Trunks sighed at the realization of this. "Wonder how long that will last once Mom knows everything?"

He made his way inside the house with that thought in mind. He could sense Bulma all the way up in her room. Now was as good as ever he believed to tell her everything. He started to ascend up to her room. However, on his way he caught the voices of his Daughter and Grandmother. Trunks paused at the hallway and ease dropped on their conversation. Sanshi's door was slightly ajar and he could hear everything in the empty hallway. "When should I call him?" he heard his Daughter ask. "You don't want to seem too desperate. So I would call later tonight, since Friday is tomorrow." Mrs. Briefs replied.

Sanshi fell upon her new bed as she gazed up at the ceiling. Mrs. Briefs smiled from the vanity chair at the young girl who was giddy with teenage feelings of a cute guy she just met. "What should I wear? This is my first date! I'm sooo excited! Oooh, I can't wait! Shimaru is dreamy!" Sanshi gigged as she kicked her legs in excitement and hugged a pillow to her. "Oh my, your very first date? How old are you?" Mrs. Briefs asked shocked. "I'm 16." Sanshi sat up and held the pillow to her chest as she looked at the older woman.

"My, my, when I was that age, I was dating tons of men and then there was Thomas…" she sighed heavenly at the thought of her husband. "Wow, you were dating then?" "But of course!" exclaimed Mrs. Briefs. Sanshi had to look away shamefully. "Yeah well, Dad would never let me date. He thinks I'm too young. He's always over protective! That is why I'm not going to tell him about Shimaru or about tomorrow. He would totally flip out."

By now, Trunks was pissed. No way in the 7 pits of hell was he going to let his Daughter go out on the date. He walked to the door and opened it. Sanshi sat up in shock beyond belief. "Da-Dad? You are out of the Tank?!" she asked. "Sanshi, just what do you think you are doing?! If I wasn't going to let you date in the future, then what makes you think I'll let you date in the past! You know the rules, no dating until you are Mated!" Trunks spoke eerily calm.

"That is not fair! She's got to date plenty of times by my age!" Sanshi yelled in defense as she pointed at her Great Grandmother. "She is a full grown woman and she is not my Daughter! Sanshi, I forbid you from dating, especially since we came into the past! It's dangerous and I won't let you get mixed up in anything!" "That is not fair! You never let me do anything! You always think everything is out to get me! You never listen and you never let me do things my way!" she screamed at her Father.

"Sanshi, don't start with me! You know what I say is for your best interest. Besides, you just me the bastard! Sanshi, I know what every man thinks and I will not let you be taken advantage of!" Father and Daughter were in each others faces. "Do you honestly think I'll let my self be taken advantage of? Dad, I work and train everyday with you! I do great in school, because you push me to! I am responsible and I never given you a reason to doubt me, not once! How can you say that to me?! Do you have such little faith in me?!" "I trust and believe you can do that Sanshi, I do not trust whomever this jerk off is! Now I'm telling you are not going and that is final!" "I hate you!" Sanshi hissed.

"My, my, it's getting really unpleasant in here…" Mrs. Briefs tried to laugh this tenseful atmosphere. She tried to get up to pull the two stubborn Saiyans apart. "You may hate me, but you will respect my decisions. You are not going and if I have to ground you, then I will." Trunks replied in the same tone. "Trunks! Sanshi!" cried a voice from the doorway. During the fight, both their power levels had been sky rocketing in their fury. Venux had sensed this and rushed to see what was the matter. She came to the sight of her Mate and Daughter glaring each other down and exchanging angry words.

Venux rushed in and pulled Trunks away from Sanshi. "You are grounded young lady!" "Like I care! I hate you!" Sanshi yelled back. "Enough you two! Sanshi, I'll talk to you once you both calm down. Mrs. Briefs, please excuse them for their barbaric display, they are usually not like this; but I believe it would be best if you leave them to be stupid." Venux apologize. "Not at all. I understand." Mrs. Briefs, Trunks, and Venux took leave as Sanshi seethed on her bed. Venux pulled Trunks a good distance away from Sanshi's room; more or less a couple floors away to calm him down enough. "Trunks, just what the hell was going on?!" Venux screamed. "Do you know what our Daughter was planning on doing?!" Trunks yelled.

"Trunks, do I look like I know?" "Sanshi was planning on going on a date tomorrow night! She's 16! And she is going on a date with some scumbag she met at the mall today, and we both know he has only one thing on his mind!" Trunks bellowed. "Trunks, of course she is 16 and wanting to date! She is a teenager after all and wants to do things her own way. You can't protect her from everything. You are going to have to let her out and let her do things her own way. Besides, it might be a good thing in the end." Venux stood in her Daughter's defense.

"You are taking her side! Venux, have you gone mad?! What if she sleeps with the bastard?!" "Do you believe she would? Trunks, we taught her better than that, and if you bottling her up is going to force herself to!" "I don't care! Once he starts on her, all logic will go out the window. I will not allow her to be in that sort of situation! She is grounded and I will not let her make such mistakes!" "Damnit Trunks! You are impossible! You know what, when you calm down, we'll talk." Venux crossed her arms. "We will, once you come to your senses! I'm going to train!" Trunks stormed off with his GR capsule in hand.