Chapter 7: Half Jack

Trunks' POV

No, I didn't know about my sister at first. I found out at my cousins birthday party. Nobody really told me, I guess I just caught on.

BORDER

It really bothered me that my mom was so upset with me when I was with my sister. After I really thought about it I got upset too. Before I realized it was wrong I was becoming more and more like my father. I remember him taking me as a kid but I never thought much about it. He was never nice to me but he was mostly mean to my mother. At first it hurt me to see him be so mean but eventually all feeling was numbed and I became him.

What hurt the most was what my mother did. When I first found out what she did to me I was so angry with her. I hated her for trying to kill me. I hated her for making my father angry but mostly I hated her for being.

The outside world seemed so much more understanding than my home. All my house stood for was sin and hate. I stayed at my uncle's house for a while. No one in that house was ever mentally there. I mean, you could see them but you couldn't feel them. It was hard to watch my aunt fade into nothing, so I left.

Next I went to another country and things seemed even better there. That is where I met my wife the beautiful princess that was even more forbidden than my family history. Although the journey to her hand was hard I finally got it, and where she was I stayed.

We were and are happy with the way we live. Though we have no children her father accepts us and does not push her to the decision. Sometimes it's hard to think of her as a mother because I always imagine mine. The last thing I want is for her to end up like my mother. She still doesn't understand because I won't talk about it with her.

Now I am making my way to my aunt's house alone, it is my cousin's birthday and he is nine years old. The boat I take over is small and only has few passengers on board. Another man is on besides the crew and I. I spent most of my time on the deck watching the water go by slowly.

"Thinking of jumping, boy," the man said from behind me.

I turned," Excuse me?"

"I'm just messing with you. Hey you look familiar."

"I've never seen you, are you sure you're thinking of me and not someone else?"

"I know your father, you're Vegeta's son."

"My father? Well yes I am his son but I'd rather not talk about him."

"Dark past I know. Things seem to be getting better right? Last time I saw him was a month ago, seemed pretty close to your mother. She still looks so young, I'm surprised."

I looked up at him puzzled, "Sir, with all due respect, my mother has been dead for two years now. Are you sure you saw her?"

"I'm sure," he said nodding.

"You couldn't have. Anyway I told you I'd rather not talk about it. Please, I'm trying to forget."

"But you're headed home aren't you?"

"Actually no, I'm going to see my cousin, his birthday is coming up and I was invited to the party."

He nodded," Tell your father I said hello."

"Sir, I'd rather not talk to my father, I'm pretty upset with him," I was getting irritated.

"Well you can't run from yourself. You'll always be a part of him or rather he'll be a part of you," he said as he walked away.

"Thanks for reminding me," I mumbled.

The last thing I wanted was to remember my father. I was hoping to go to my aunt's house in high spirits but that was shot down, by the man who's name slipped my mind. It didn't matter what his name was anyway, he had just brought down my whole day, maybe even week. Yes, my dad would be there but no I was not going to talk to him. Although I was curious who the girl he was with was I didn't dwell on it. The boat continued and I continued to try and push my father away from my thoughts.

As soon as I came in the door I could feel the past catch up to me. Memories hit me like a train in my mind and I felt the happiness drain from me. My uncle, Goku, met me at the door as soon as I came in. "Hello Trunks," he said holding my aunt's waist to support her, "How was your trip?"

"Uh good. I met some odd people but it was okay. Where's Goten?"

Goku smiled, "In his room. I think he'll be down soon, he's really excited."

I smiled and nodded trying to think of something else to say, "Gohan?"

"Oh he's coming I think."

Goku eventually showed me in the living room and made me sit down. I tried to avoid looking at the pitiful mass in his arms that I would, in the recent past, have called my aunt. No matter what I did I couldn't help but make eye contact with her. Those gloomy eyes knew what had happened and what I had done and there was no way to hide from her anymore. My uncle seemed confused as to what was wrong with me but I vowed not to tell him. It would only make things worse.

It was an hour before the door finally opened revealing another guest. My sister came rushing in and she wrapped her arms around me, "Hey Trunks how are you?"

"Uh, Bra? I'm fine. Why are you so happy? Where's dad?"

Why shouldn't I be happy? Vegeta's coming," she said the last sentence shyly, like a secret.

Right on cue the tyrant come through the doorway and into the room. His eyes are focused only on my young sister and everyone else is just a piece of forgotten furniture. But my sister plays his game, she gets up and walks into his arms putting them around her shoulders. He doesn't seem to notice what she had done and at that moment I didn't' know who was manipulating who.

Thankfully Gohan and Videl came to break the awkward moment. They looked a little upset themselves and everyone turned their attention to them. Gohan forced a smile at his family and sat his fiancée down on a chair. Chichi seemed most interested in her.

"What's wrong Gohan," Goku said as his wife pushed out of his arms.

Gohan shook his head," I don't wan to talk about it. Where's Goten?"

Chichi leaned over to Videl," What is it?"

The words startled everyone by the way they were pushed out. I hadn't heard my aunt speak in so long I forgot what she sounded like.

"What is what," Videl asked softly.

"Something's wrong," Chichi said and then slammed back up against her husband like a hiding child.

"It's okay Chichi," Goku whispered.

Goten walks in the room cheerful as ever and immediately demands our attention. He gets down the stairs and climbs on a table standing high and proud and announces to everyone that he is here. Now we all know that it's Goten's birthday.

It was very awkward the whole time I was there. I kept looking back at my sister thinking, 'How could she do this'. The truth was that even though I had done stuff with my sister I was discussed and appalled that she was, well, hanging all over him. Worst of all he wanted her to. He was betraying my mother with her own daughter. Not only that but this man was half of me.