Vegeta was sitting on Capsule Corp.'s balcony starring in the night sky. Bulma had already gone to sleep, but Vegeta had too many thing on his mind right now. He son's latest venture brought back a whole lot of old emotions.
His number one concern : That his son may cross his past self's path.
He knew that at the time Trunks traveled to he was on assignment far away, but what if things were different in this timeline?
What if his little son ran cheerfully towards his father and he just strikes him down with an energy beam?
Vegeta was a cruel and heartless warrior back then, he would've killed a little kid without batting an eye.
And even if he wasn't on Vegeta this time, fact was Trunks didn't know much about his father's past, and this was how Vegeta wanted it to be.
Until some years ago he didn't really care about Bulma or his son, and for sure not about what they would think of him.
But times had changed. He had committed himself to his family. He accepted the fact that Bulma was his wife and Trunks his son and that he loved them both to death, even that he would give his life for them no matter what.
And so it was important to him that Trunks looked up at him, as a father, a role model, not a cruel murderer.
He was hoping no one would tell his little boy stories about him that may taraumatise him for life.
He'd never forgive himself if his son lost his respect for him.
Vegeta felt a pair of arms hugging him from behind and the scent of jasmine and roses reaching his nostrils. Bulma had gotten up again to look for her husband.
„What's wrong Geta?", she asked with a soft voice and kissed his neck.
Vegeta grabbed her arm and pulled her into his lap. His obsidian eyes starred into her blue ones intensely.
„It's the brats you know", he muttered.
Bulma brought her hand up to gently caress his cheek and forced herself to look optimistic.
„I'm worried too Vegeta, but don't forget they're Super-saiyans so if they know how to come back they should be safe."
Vegeta took her hand and kissed it gently. „You don't know what I mean woman, I have no doubts about them being strong enough, but", he looked away from her.
„What if he meets my past self, or someone tells him about what I have been doing?"
„Don't worry Vegeta, you will always be Trunks' role model and his biggest inspiration, you know he thinks you're perfect and wants to be like you. And my friends and I all know what you have been up to and even faced you on the battlefield, but you've proven yourself more than once in the past. We know you're not like that anymore. I'll always stand by your side and so will trunks no matter what", she spoke from her heart.
Vegeta stood up, not letting go of his wife. He had his arms around her and she had wrapped her legs around his hips.
The pale moonlight was dancing on their skin and a breeze blew her sweet scent into his face oocce again.
„Thank you Bulma"
„I love you", she whispered.
„I love you too", the Saiyan prince responded and kissed his wife.
Then he carried her back to the bedroom all his concerns forgotten, at least for the night.
….
Trunks and Goten woke up from a glaring light. Planet Vegeta had two suns and a yellow red sky so the days were defenially lighter than on Earth.
„Good morning Goten", Trunks said and got out of bed.
Goten grinned at his friend and stretched himself."Morning Trunks!"
They heard footsteps coming from the hall approaching their room, then the door was pushed open and Zorn stepped in.
„Follow me, the king wants to see you", he ordered with a strict voice.
„But we just got up! I haven't even been to the bathroom yet!, Trunks whined.
„Brat! What do I care about your toilet-habits if the king demands to see you you have to obey!", Zorn yelled.
„But I'm his grandson and that makes me your prince rigt? And if l gotta go pee I gotta go, so let us get ready and then we'll join you minion!", Trunks yelled back.
„Fine then go take care of your business", Zorn shouted trying to suppress his anger.
Trunks flicked the victory sing at Goten and ran to the bathroom.
„Verzogenes Balg" the elite fighter muttered in Saiyan.
„What did you just say?", Goten chirped innocently.
„Nevermind kid your friend is just a little bratty", Zorn replied.
„Tell me about it!", Goten sighed.
„Much better!", Trunks said when he came back. „Come one Goten, Zorn watcha waiting for?",
„Goere", Zorn muttered again and lead the kids to the dinning room where the Supreme ruler and the Saiyan army's upper echelon awaited them.
The highest ranked commanders of the Saiyan troops had gathered around the giant table that was loaded with so much food it would even have put Mrs. Briefs to shame.
Trunks and Goten took a seat next to the King.
„You're late! Does your weak human side need more sleep or what?", the king snarled.
„It wasn't that kinda problem but you know when Trunks is bursting for..."
„Goten shut up you're embarrassing", Trunks cut his friend off and blushed.
King Vegeta didn't care about the boy's argument and went on with his schedule.
„I've gathered you all because I have some exciting news to announce but let's have breakfast first.", he ordered.,
The Saiyans immediately started shoving the food up their mouths, Trunks and Goten managed to keep up for a while but soon surrendered.
„Wow they eat even more than we do Trunks", Goten whispered in his friends ear.
This truly was a new situation for the boys. On earth they always were the ones who received puzzled looks for the high amount of food they could eat, but here they really were just kids.
After they had finished their meal King Vegeta stood up and cleared his throat.
„Now listen what I tell you now is not supposed to leave this room. After years of suppression we finally have the chance to separate from the planet trait organization!
All commanders gasped in unison.
„No disrespect to you but how are we supposed to do that?", one of them inquired.
„Meet my grandson Trunks! He and his friend Goten already achieved the Supersaiyan label at their young ages Frieza's no match for them!. He's the son of your prince Vegeta and came from the future to help us!"
„I'm sorry but I can't believe that, a little kid is able to do what the best warriors of the Saiyan race failed at?",
King Vegeta smirked „Show them", he ordered.
„Check me out!", Goten exclaimed and powered up turning Super-saiyan.
The commanders starred at him in amazement and their mouth wide open.
„That's an unbelievable high power level, but we don't know Frieza's final form! Will it be enough? „ one of them inquired.
„We have a little trick to show you guys!", Trunks smirked mischievously and jumped to Super-saiyan level.
He and Goten exchanged a knowing look and started to perform a dance.
„Fusion-HA" the two boys were enveloped in golden energy, as it subsided a single person was revealed.
„Impossible!", King Vegeta shouted.
„That's not it yet!", Gotenks said and let out a scream. His power level rose once more, his eyebrows disappeared and his hair grew longer.
„Ta-daa!That's Supersaiyan level three fellas!" he exclaimed.
The Saiyan's scouters all blew up at once
King Vegeta pulled himself together and spoke up „ Frieza has no use for us anymore so we have to act quickly! I've received word today that Frieza is already on his way so let's plan this! Trunks tell me everything you know"
„My name is Gotenks but ok! From what I know you managed to kill Frieza's guards and made it to his chamber, but your soldiers were scared so you faced him alone and he killed you. I can only stay like this for half an hour so I propose I help you with the guards as Trunks and Goten and before we enter Frieza's chamber we fuse to Gotenks, he should be no problem then."
„Good I think we have two more days until he arrives so be prepared!", the Saiyan king said and left the room. He couldn't stop smiling, he would finally get the chance to take revenge on that psycho that took away his son.
After exploring the palace Trunks and Goten left to see more of the planet their fathers came from.
It wasn't the nicest place actually most of it was harsh desert land, and of the high tech citiess the Tuffles built when they still ruled the planet wasn't much left either they were all in ruins since the Saiyan- Tuffle war.
The boys touched down in the desert to get some rest. Trunks tossed a Capsule that held a fridge and offered Goten a drink.
They sat down next to each other and observed the rocky land that was their home, well at least half.
„So that's it huh Trunks?", Goten said and took a sip.
„I guess Goten, could you imagine living here?"
„Nah I like earth better. Do you think our parents will be mad at us for going?", Goten chirped.
„You're right earth is the better place to be. Ermm... I'm not quite sure I mean they have to be proud we saved their planet right?", Trunks concluded.
„Speaking of that, do you really think we should help them Trunks?
„What do you mean? Of course we gotta help them Goten, we're half Saiyans!", Trunks said, not sure what Goten was concered about.
„Yeah sure, but if this planet keeps existing history will change and your father will never come to earth and you will never be born, and I don't want that to happen you're my best friend", Goten said peering at his friend.
Trunks grinned feeling slightly flattered by his friends concern and put his arm around him. „Dummy, have you already forgotten? Different time different reality, when Mirai-Trunks returned to his timeline he still had to kill the androids, so whatever we do here won't effect our future!, he explained.
„Oh ok good then", Goten smiled.
Trunks clasped the wrist of the arm he had put around Goten with his free hand an put him in an headlock.
„I always have to explain everything to you twice don't I", he joked. Goten laughed and the two boys wrestled playfully.
They spent the rest of the day cackling and playing tag in the desert.
Somewhere not to far away a spaceship was approaching the planet.