Some really weird apologize happen, if you can call them that.
It Never Ends
C-6 - Apologize?
Junior refused to even talk to him.
Goten tried to apologize over and over again, but he would just turn away. Once, Junior even walked out of the classroom when the only other seat that was available was near him. He didn't realize the secret would be so brutal. He didn't think it would upset everyone so much.
Benot even took to calling him a prick now because of what happened. He didn't like the 5-year-old calling him a prick. But then, he really didn't have much of a platform to stand on any more.
He even cornered Junior in gym class. "Just with all the changes that had happened and your sister trying to kill me when we arrived. It was hard to find the right time." He didn't want to say that Trunks didn't want to say anything because he didn't want to hurt Soyna.
"That was the right time!" He said. His tone bitter but calm. That burst of anger was gone now. He was just bitter now. "We needed to know." He said and tried to push past Goten.
Goten grabbed his arm and held him back. Goten knew that he was much stronger than he was. He knew that he could force him to listen to him, but that it wouldn't do any good. "Please Junior, you have to understand. I didn't want to worry Bulma and I really didn't want to worry my mother..."
"Now you sent my sister in a fury." Junior said, still not looking at him. "She won't stop training even with her broken arm. Even when Vegeta refuses to spar with her, she goes out and nearly kills herself, trying to get stronger. She has Bulma setting up radar, so she can detect his ship I to alert her when he comes. Do you have any idea how much it would kill me to loose her?"
"I was trying to protect everyone," Goten said. "I didn't want mother to worry!"
Junior sighed. "All I have is my sister." He pulled his arm and walked away.
Goten felt as if he had just lost his best friend.
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He had hardly talked all through lunch. She didn't really blame him. She was a little upset with him too for not telling them about their trip to the Wodah's planet and that was the reason that they came home.
He looked up briefly, flashing his new black eye at her. Vegeta had taken the liberty of punching his son when he had tried to apologize to Soyna. She was there for that. Vegeta was furious with him. Especially with Soyna so ill and not stopping her training but pushing herself further. He put all the blame on Trunks.
"You should have told us," Pan said.
He glared at her and through clenched teeth, "I know!"
He had been hearing that for days. She knew it, but had to say it again. She took a deep breath. "Now, what I am about to tell you was told to me in confidence and I am going to tell you this and you promise that you will NOT tell anyone that I told you!"
He just nodded and moved his food around his plate.
"Promise"
"I promise already," he said. His temper sure was short.
"Junior told me this one night when he was really upset with Soyna," Pan said with a sigh and prepared to tell him the story of what they went through. It had taken him all night to tell her and even then, she was sure that he had left out a lot of details.
"You sure are close to him, aren't you?" Trunks said stabbing at his food.
"What?" Why did he look so angry now? She heard the plate crack under his fork.
"You and Junior. You two seem awful close. You two seemed to be getting along great at the pool on Saturday," He said and glaring at her.
She was shocked. She blinked at Trunks before she realized what he really was implying.
"So how close are you to my son?" he hissed.
Pan closed her eyes for a second and tried to calm down. She slowly opened her eyes to see his blue ones glaring right at her. Accusing.
"You son-of-a-bitch!" Pan said throwing the only thing she had in her hand at him, her napkin. "We are just great friends!"
"Sure." His voice didn't show much confidence.
She saw red! She was just going to tell him something of great importance and then he goes and implies that Junior and her were dating! She reached across the table and grabbed his fancy silk tie and yanked. She realized that she was making a scene now, but she was so angry with him. He was not expecting this move, she saw that and that gave her a bit of satisfaction just there.
"Listen here, you self centered arrogant monkey! I am not the one that screwed up! I didn't keep an important secret from everyone!" She snapped and knew that she was speaking a little to loud. She could feel the eyes of the other tables on them. "You are the one that screwed up!" She gave his tie another yank. "And I am not dating Junior. We are just friends and that is all we will ever be. If you ever bother to ask instead of accusing, you would have found out that he likes a certain blond. He told me! Even Goten knows! We used to spend a lot of time together watching the twins! We are friends, like how you and I are no longer!" She threw the tie back in his face and he fell back in his chair.
She stood and left, grabbing her book bag and going back to school. She could hear Trunks trying to call her but she ignored him. She didn't want to talk to him anymore.
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She sat through her next class but was not really paying much attention. She was still so angry at Trunks.
She broke three pens in that class. She decided that she was going to skip her next class and go right to the gym to work off the steam, it wasn't like she was going to learn anything.
Who was he to say such things? He was just as guilty as she was! It wasn't like he had Marron riding his shoulders and she saw how he flushed as he first saw her in that little bikini. Marron was being a complete flirt! She was playing the innocent girl and all the guys were all over her, as usual. Even Bra, who is married and pregnant was being a flirt and had Goten jumping for everything, when he wasn't worrying about Marron. And then he goes and says that!
She quickly changed and was glad that the gym was almost empty. Just had to get rid of a little bit of steam. She normally would have put on gloves when she used the punching bags, but she didn't bother. She did a few stretches and flexed her shoulders and pictured Trunk's face on that bag.
It didn't really help that much. When the bag fell to the floor she just stared at it. "Damn."
"Woah, little lady."
She turned to see one the usual muscle bound freaks that you found always at gyms, the type that had no flexibility at all. What good was all that muscle if you couldn't use it?
"What?" she snapped. She still had her fists up and she was ready to strike anything that caused her any problems.
"Hey, are you okay?" he said a little nervously. "Did you hurt yourself on the bag?"
She looked at her fists. She had cracked some of the skin on her knuckles. Nothing really. She lowered her hands. "No. I'm fine." She chose to just walk away and go shower off. Maybe a shower would cool her head.
Her thoughts kept going back to how cold his eyes and looked when he had said that to her. Why would it upset him so much? She allowed the shower to hit her straight in the face. Was he jealous? Trunks Jealous?
She shook her head. No. He couldn't be jealous. They didn't even have anything but the lunch dates that had on Wednesdays and Fridays. Well, the lunches they used to have. She had no intention of going one again, if he was going to be so self centered.
She got dressed in her school clothes again and headed home. She decided to walk, for if she got on the bus, she was afraid that she would loose her patience with... well... anyone.
She thought of Junior. The poor guy had been through so much. So much. If Trunks hadn't changed the topic, she would have told him what they went through to get here.
He had been only twelve years old when he lost it all. It was so hard for him to talk about that part of his life. He would often be holding back his tears when he talked of it. She still remembered that night vividly as he told her how they weren't threatening when they arrived and were offering them salvation. Offering their help to help replenish the planet, to make it as lush as it once was. They came as friends. The OTHER Trunks had been eager to accept their help and so had Soyna. He had been to busy being a boy to worry about what they exactly talked about.
Even when Trunks started to take ill and Soyna would not leave his beside. Forcing him to eat and drink and make sure that he was warm and clean, suspicion did not turn, at least in their minds.
Bulma had been suspicious and had set about adjusting the time machine. He had asked Bulma about it, and all that she had said, was that she wanted to perfect it.
He was pretty much left in the dark.
Not until his father died. "That was the first and only time that I ever saw my sister cry. She didn't want to admit that he was dead. It was like she failed. She cried until the day that they buried him beside our mom. She was so large with child then, but she still wouldn't slow down. We all begged her too, and then Krad started to show his true colors and intentions."
Pan slowed her pace. She remembered how she shivered as he told her why Krad wanted her. He wanted her children. He knew that her children would be strong and that they would make great warriors. He wanted her to forget about her husband and come with him. He had lost his son in the last battle they had fought and wished for another. She had outright slapped him and in her style lost her temper.
She knew that Junior was leaving something out there. He could tell by his eyes and how they shimmered.
Then the ultimatum came, her husband's life for her surrender. She had tried to fight but the large weight in her belly prevented her from powering up high enough and being able to complete the moves with enough force. That is when the whip wrapped around her arm. She had laughed it off and yanked it away from him. That was until he explained that there was more than enough poison on the whip to kill her, just as it had her father.
She had asked how he got it in his eyes. He had just looked away and said it was his fault. He had foolishly tried to save them and only ended up causing more problems than before. She had tried to get him to explain it, but he wouldn't. He would just rub his eyes as if he were trying to get rid of a bad memory.
They had barely escaped. Despite the poison starting to take hold, she had dragged her nearly blind brother to the capsule, where Bulma had charged it up and it was ready to go. "I never heard her sound so worried," he said. "Grandma never worried about much of anything, but she was shouting at us to get in and hurry. She couldn't bear to see us die too." He had such a defeated look on his face at that point. "I don't remember much more than that Pan and I don't think I want to talk about it anymore." He had left at that point to check on the twins who were not even a year old yet.
If Trunks would have let her tell him about how much they had been hurt and how much that they were tortured, he could understand their anger.
She clenched her fists again at the thought of Trunks and his stupid behavior. She wanted to go yell at him some more but at the same time, she didn't want to see him.
Plus, she was home now anyway.
As she walked in the door, she waved to her mom who was on the phone, "She just walked in. Pan. Trunks is on the phone for you!"
She narrowed her eyes at the offensive phone. She thought of just walking away but she had already done that once today. She didn't want to think about him anymore. She didn't want to hear his voice, but she found herself picking up the phone. She heard his voice. "Pan. I'm sorry. I just had..."
She cut him off. "I am still mad at you. I don't want to talk to you. When I do want to talk to you, I will call you. Don't call me!" She said and then hung up the phone. That did make her feel a bit better.
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Trunks listened to the dial tone and felt that defeated feeling again. He couldn't believe that he was so stupid as to say the things that he had said to her. Now she was still mad at him. Everyone was mad at him!
He thought of going home to the hostile house and that wasn't all that appealing. If they could get Soyna to rest for a couple of days so that her arm would set at least, maybe they wouldn't be too hard on him. He looked at the pile of paperwork that he had been unable to concentrate on.
He didn't think she would get so mad. They were so close he thought that there was something going on there. And why would it matter? He wasn't really his son, but he had called him that.
His head hurt. It hurt a lot. He rubbed his forehead with the palms of his hands and groaned. He wished life hadn't gotten so complicated. He had to find a way to make it so that he could go home and didn't have to dance around the house.
He had to do something, but what?
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Legen was glad to finally see his mom sleeping. He had worried all day at school that he would come home to the humming of the space pod's gravity chamber, but Vegeta had been able to keep her in bed all day.
He looked tired and worn out. He wondered if he had slept. He didn't ask, he looked grumpy. He was more worried about his mom. He didn't understand what happened at the pool. He didn't understand why they had been so mad and uncle was so upset. He knew it had something to do with why his mother was always pushing herself to hard to train.
He brushed his hand against her cheek. She still felt warm.
Her green eyes flickered open. She gave a weak smile, "Legen."
"Yes mom?" he said.
"Aren't you supposed to be at school?" she whispered.
"I've already went mom," He said.
She groaned as she sat up. "Don't get up mom. You need to rest," he said.
"I'm fine, Legen," She said and stretched. He watched her wince and hold her casted arm to her belly.
"Are you sure mom?" He said.
She looked at him with that small understanding smile. "I am the one that should be worrying about you Legen. You shouldn't worry. I will be fine. I think I'm okay now."
"Are you sure?" he said. She still looked a little pale. He looked at her closely, wondering when she was going to get that angry look again. It didn't seem to be coming, like it had been since Saturday when they had that argument at the poolside.
"Yeah," She said. "Now. I'm hungry. Help me get something to eat," She said and stood. She was a little shaky but she held herself up. Was his mom back to normal now? He hoped so. He didn't like to see her mom when she was in a fury. She hardly ever acknowledges him, when she is that way. He didn't like that. She looked like she was back to normal. At least, nothing set her off yet.
He happily followed his mom back to the kitchen. "I'll fix you something mom. You sit down." He said trying to force her to sit down.
"I can do it." She said and leaned against the counter. "I said I was feeling better, Legen."
Legen smiled. "You still are weak mom, and if you want to get strong again, you have to rest. You can't get strong by pushing yourself like you were all week." He pushed her from the counter to the kitchen table and forced her to sit down. She didn't protest very much. She smiled. "I can make you some sandwiches."
"That sounds fine. That should hold me until dinner," she said with that small smile. Sandwiches were about the only thing he knew how to do in the kitchen. He proudly made his mom some sandwiches only to get one stolen.
"Those are for mom!" He protested at Vegeta who was quickly munching on it.
"You made enough," he said and sat at the table across from mom. At least he could have brought her one too. He put the plate in front on mom, who took one and began munching slowly.
"You should still be in bed," Vegeta said as he reached for another. Legen moved the plate a bit closer to her. Vegeta just stretched a little further to reach his goal. He glared at Vegeta and he was ignored.
"I'm fine now." She said.
"You sure?" He asked and looked like he was eyeing another sandwich. Mom hadn't even finished one yet. Did he always have to wait for someone else to make him food?
"Yes."
Vegeta stood then, "Don't even think of leaving the house."
"I am fine Vegeta," she said starting to sound irritated. "This is not some sort of trick so you let your guard down."
He just walked away then, stealing another sandwich. "I made those for MOM!" Legen yelled after him.
He was just ignored as usual.
He heard his mom chuckle slightly. It was good to hear that from her. "It's alright Legen. There is still enough here for me."
That was when Benot and Fry burst in the door. They were giggling and most likely running away from trouble. "Mom!" Benot said and jumped into her arms. He watched as she winced but didn't complain. He glared at his brother. Sometimes, he wondered how they could be brothers! He was totally different than him in every way. He usually got in trouble because of him!
"Your up. Feeling better?" He said and then grabbed a sandwich. Fry helped himself to one too. Mom still had only half finished the half that she started on. Then there was only one left! Mom needed the energy. She hadn't eaten properly all week!
"Yes. I am."
"You're not angry anymore?" Fry asked with his mouth full of food.
"It is down a couple of notches now," she said.
"Good," Benot said. "You know that the fair is in town this weekend and I really really want to go."
"Quit being selfish!" Legen snapped at his brother. Mom had just been through a big shock to her system and he was talking about the fair. "Go be a moron elsewhere!" Benot stuck his tongue out at him.
"Gohan won't take us!" Fry said. "He is mad about the glue still."
He saw mom's eyebrow raise at that. "Glue?"
Benot laughed a little nervously and climbed off mom's lap. "Well, we got to go study now." He grabbed Fry's arm and whispered angrily in his ear. He flushed.
"Yeah. Study. Bye," Fry and Benot flew from the kitchen. Legen glared after his brother. He could be such a pest.
"Do you know about this 'glue' incident?" She said and continued to nibble on her sandwich. Her eyes were very vibrant now. He mentally cursed his pesky brother for leaving him to tell mom.
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Trunks just about didn't go home. He wanted to talk to someone. He really wanted to talk to Goten, but with Pan so mad at him right now, he didn't dare show his face over there.
But he was home. He walked in the door. He could hear the sounds of the boys playing a video game. The usual sound.
He wondered what type of mood dad was going to be in?
He wondered how Soyna was doing?
He wondered if he should try calling Pan again? He had to find a way to apologize to her without getting her mad. His mind was to full of stuff and too full of all the conflict that seem to have piled on him.
Then he saw Soyna and Legen in the kitchen. She was eating a sandwich and her blond kid was watching her closely. She looked better. She didn't look as angry as she had in the past couple of days. She still looked tired though.
He was ready to turn on his heal and worry about something to eat later. He was starving, since he really didn't eat much of his lunch. He had spent most of it trying to get to Pan, who was very good at evading him. He didn't want to antagonize her further. He really didn't want to send Soyna into another fury, as Junior called it.
Then he saw her eyes narrow and she gave him that look again. That look that made him feel unwelcome in his own home. That look that told him that she didn't want to see him and to get out. The look that told him that she had a hard time looking at him.
He couldn't help who he was! He couldn't help that he resembled the OTHER Trunks so much. Hell, he was told that so many times by his mother last year it was getting annoying. Even Gohan would say that he grew up just like him! It was hard enough to hear that and then have this woman, who didn't even resemble anyone in his family be upset at him, for looking like her father.
He stood and glared back at her. After the day that he had, and she has to give him that look!
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Legen could feel the tension growing in the room. He looked from his mother and back to Trunks. He didn't know what was happening between them, but the silence was quite painful. He didn't know who was going to yell first.
It was Trunks that started. "I never meant to hurt you." His voice was cold and there was anger underneath it. He could sense it. He felt his mother put a hand on his shoulder.
"You did a poor job of that!" She said in an equally cold voice. He looked at his mother. He didn't like it when her eyes would do that. She would narrow then and look as if she could shoot ice out of them.
"I told Goten not to tell anyone about that scar!" He said. "Do you know why I didn't tell! Do you want to know my reason for hiding that fact that we had encountered the same enemies?"
"There is no good reason," She said and glared at him even harder.
"I didn't want you to hate me even more that you already did. I didn't want you to look at me with such loathing. I didn't want to hurt you more that I already had." Trunks said. "I could see the pain in you when you looked at me. I would see it when you walked away from me. I could see it when you told me that I could never be your father."
Legen looked at his mother. Her eyes had widened a bit. The glare was gone and she looked a little shocked. Her grip tightened a bit on his shoulder. She didn't look mad just yet. He wondered when that was going to happen because Trunks started to talk again.
"Ever since I got home, I have tried to talk to you. I have tried to understand why it was so hard for you to even look at me. I have tried learning about you through Pan..." He looked a little pained when he said that name, "But I still don't understand you. I don't think I ever will. I didn't keep the secret to upset you. That is the last thing that I wanted to do. I left you alone. I tried to keep you safe in this house and not causing you any more pain that you already have dealt with. I can't help that I resemble the OTHER me so much. I can't help that. I am not him and I never pretended to me but I am damn tired of worrying about your feelings!"
He paused. Legen expected his mother to look angry now. She wasn't though. She looked more shocked.
"I thought it was best that we kept it quiet for awhile. I thought that I was saving you some more pain. I really didn't mean for this to turn out this way, but if you weren't so stubborn, maybe I could have gotten through to you!" Trunks said. He sighed now. His whole body relaxed. He looked at the floor. "I know you don't want another father. I never set out to become one, but I find myself worrying about you. I can't help it. I wonder so much about you and what it was like to be a father. What you were like growing up? What your mother was like? I so wanted to know, but I was to scared to hurt you when I asked."
Legen looked back to her. She seemed to be over the shock. She didn't look angry though. She was blinking, quite a bit though. What did that mean?
"I'll say that I am sorry again. I am. I really am." He then walked out of the kitchen.
Legen looked at his mother. "Mom?"
"Well..." Her voice was sounding distant. "He does have a back bone."
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...AN- Did I promise you angst or what? There are so many choices for my next chapter. The ideas are just flooding my brain...I can't type quick enough!
I glad I got this posted before the long weekend. I hope you enjoy this chapter. About the romance, gee, I don't know... I have an idea of who I want to put together, but I upset a lot of you out there.... We shall see then.
Soyna.