A/N: Helloo everyone! Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! I'm sorry for not posting for a LOOOOOONNNNGGG while. i've been having issues with things and homework. ALOT of homework. so yeah...
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Chapter 4
Trunks rubbed his neck as his pulse rose and his ki raised up and down.
"Damn it that hurts so bad..."
"What hurts Trunks?" Goten asked feeling Trunks's distress.
"My ki is rising and falling like a carnival ride and my throat is drier than the Sahara Desert."
Goten looked at Trunks and felt the stabbing need to send some of his life energy into Trunks.
"Hey Trunks show me your tail spot?"
"Why?"
"Just trust me ok? I think I know what I'm doing."
"Think?"
"Please Trunks."
"Ok fine."
Goten placed his hand on the soft scar above Trunks's butt. He gently pushed some of his energy into Trunks and felt the older boy's energy increase.
"That felt so good."
"You're welcome Trunks."
Goten pulled Trunks onto his lap and trilled as soon as Trunks began to purr. He wrapped his arms around Trunks's middle.
"You know what Trunks?"
"What is it Goten?"
"I love you so much it's not even funny."
"That is such a lie."
"No I'm serious."
Vegeta frowned hearing the teenagers' conversation. He wanted so bad to tell that third class brat to remove his hands from Trunks's middle, but stopped himself as soon as he felt through his father/son bond with Trunks that he was relaxed and where he wanted to be. He strangely didn't want to ruin their mate bonding, but at the same time wanted to destroy Kakarott's brat. He was so confused and wished he knew what was right to do.
Oh Father...I'm so confused. I don't know what to do anymore. Trunks seems so happy, but then the side of me that is cold-hearted and selfish wants Kakarott's son to leave him alone...What should i do Father?
Bulma watched as Vegeta closed his eyes and stood like that for a couple of moments before turning to stare at her.
"And what do you want, Woman?"
"Oh it's nothing Vegeta. As long as the boys have been around you have been giving Goten death glares and then looking at him like you actually CARE."
"I do not care for a third class. He is just a subject to me. An object that i can torment."
"Oh really? You can't even defeat Goku let alone any of his kids."
"And who are you to speak woman?"
"I am your wife for your information so you should treat me with respect!"
"Why should I? You are lower than dirt!'
"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!"
"I only speak the truth woman. If you were on Vegetasei you would be lower and a slave. And woman that is saying something because you are a little bitch!"
"SHUT UP BOTH OF YOU!" Bulma and Vegeta turned to look at Goten who is standing infront of Trunks.
"You guys have to stop now. What is wrong with the two of you? Once mine and Trunks's child is born I don't want he or she to be living in an environment where his or her grandparents are constantly arguing! YOU BOTH ARE BULLSHIT PARENTS! YOU CAN'T EVEN TAKE CARE OF YOURSELVES LET ALONE TRUNKS OR BULLA!"
Trunks gaped at Goten who had burst into super saiyan. He looked down and noticed he had his hand protectively over his stomach. He smiled to himself and purred softly causing Goten to trill right back.
"You both have issues. It's a miracle you stayed together for so long. You guys are going to have to calm your shit if you want Trunks and I to live in this house with the both of you."
"He's right you know. You guys need to calm it before i have an anxiety attack over here."
Trunks frowned suddenly feeling to need to be somewhere quiet. Somewhere no one could find his and where he can't be disturbed.
"Goten. Go hunt for something with fur. And I mean alot of somethings. Not just one or two. About 50 or 60."
"What am I gonna do with so much fur?"
"Just do as I say boy and get the damn fur!"
"Ok."
Goten runs off and Vegeta helps Trunks to stand.
"I need a place to lay down Father."
"I understand Trunks. I know."
TBC
So? Nothing really happened but it'll get better i promise. But for now R&R please and Merry Christmas you guys! ^.^