A/N: Alright, people. I'm back with the next chapter of 'My Son'. I know I only posted the first chapter yesterday and all but it's the end of term at school and I'm too tired to do anything else.
Before I go, I just want to say thanks to BlackPanther85 and Katarina10430 for reviewing the last chapter and to BlackPanther85 again for putting me on Story Alert. I am honestly touched because I really do not like this story and didn't expect to get any reviews at all on my first one, so thank you so much guys :). Okay, on with the story....
Trunks' Decision
The lavender-haired child mustered all the force in his body and kicked Buu straight in the head and sent him flying through numerous mountains. Trunks landed a little way away, pleased with his shot.
"Trunks!" the urgent call of his best friend, Goten, reminded him of what they were here for.
"Dad!" he rushed over to his father, who was in obvious pain.
"Oh, Dad!" Trunks cried, as he knelt beside his father.
It was much worse than he had feared.
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Vegeta gasped out loud as the pain assaulted him. He could tell Trunks and Goten were unrolling him from his prison. The areas which had been held numb by the cocoon were suddenly flooded with pain that he hadn't even realised he'd been experiencing while Buu held him prisoner. He could feel unconsciousness tugging him under. No! I must fight it! He fought desperately with his head, willing his eyes to remain open. He had to tell Trunks to run, to get out of here.
His eyesight was blurry and his head was swimming, but he instantly recognised the distinctive head of his son. He tried desperately to keep awake. If he fell asleep now, there was no telling how much later it would be before he woke up. However, he knew that no matter how long it would take him to regain consciousness again, it would be too late for his son and Kakarot's other child. They had to leave!
"Trunks...my son..." Vegeta whispered, weakly.
"Dad! You're awake! Goten thought you might be dead, but I knew better!" Trunks exclaimed in happiness. Vegeta heard the clap as Trunks and Goten high-fived out of his peripheral vision.
"Trunks, you...you must leave," Vegeta murmured as black spots loomed in his eyesight. He was going to pass out, he could tell. And then, Trunks and Goten were going to be slaughtered by that monster Buu!
What a mess, he moaned in his mind. How could I be so idiotic? Letting Babidi control me was the worst mistake I've ever made. Now it will be my son who has to pay for it. No! He wouldn't allow it! He had to persuade Trunks and Goten to go!
"Dad? What's wrong? Are you in loads of pain? We'll take you to get help!" the 8-year-old announced, determinedly.
"Trunks, you have to run! Buu...he'll...he'll kill you!" Vegeta tried to shout at his distracted son but his voice was barely audible. His energy was spent; he could feel blackness enveloping him. Trunks and Goten were chattering excitedly and trying to work out a plan.
"Trunks...no..." Vegeta began slip, cursing his son. Damn it! If I wake up and you're dead, boy, I'll wish you back just so I can kill you again for being such a fool!
Then, he let the dark take him.
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"Huh? Dad?" Trunks called out, shaking his father after he noticed his eyes weren't open anymore. "Dad, wake up! You can't die! Don't die, Dad! Don't! I need you, Dad! Come on! Wake up!"
"Trunks, stop! I think he's just tired! His ki hasn't faded away!" Goten said, pulling Trunks off of Vegeta before he could accidentally hurt him more.
Wiping a few shed tears, Trunks sniffed. "Yeah, I think your right. Oops," he laughed a little, in a delirious way that made Goten look at him strangely.
"Trunks? Are you okay?" Goten asked, concerned.
Trunks nodded, still staring at his unconscious father. He had never seen his dad look like this before. Bloodied and bruised, he'd reverted from Super Saiyan back to his normal form. A distinct black 'M' was plastered on his forehead; the symbol Trunks had grown to hate in such a short space of time. Why'd you do it, Dad? Why? Trunks wondered, when suddenly, Goten pulled him out of his own head.
"It's Buu! Look, Trunks, Buu's come back. I think he wants to fight with your dad some more!" Goten clamoured. Trunks growled as the pink blob appeared in the distance. No way was that creep hurting his dad anymore. He'd just have to settle with him.
Standing up, he faced Buu's direction. "Goten," he said, regally, looking like the young prince that he was. "Take my dad and run somewhere, okay? Get him some help."
Goten stood up at once and began hoisting Vegeta's dead weight onto his small shoulders.
"What about you?" asked Goten, fearing he already knew the answer.
"I'll fight him alone," Trunks answered, fire burning in his blue eyes. That jerk would pay for what had happened to his father.
He'd see to that.
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A/N: Just so everyone is clear, I know Trunks is Super Saiyan for most of 'Final Atonement', but, for the purpose of this fanfic, currently he isn't. Thought I should mention that now in case anyone thinks I'm an idiot or something for not remembering that :) Okay then, until the next chapter! (Which, if my typing streak continues, will probably be tomorrow! XD )
