A/N: Hello, everybody! I'm back with the next chapter of 'My Son' and, since reading back over the story, I have realised just how short my chapters are. Sorry about that :( They look longer in Word. For future stories, I'll try and make them longer but, for now, please enjoy Chapter 3 :)

Round One

"Trunks, no! You can't!" Goten began to beg but Trunks interrupted him before he could finish.

"Shut up, Goten! You have to go now! Even if he does manage to beat me, my dad will be healed by then and ready to take him on again. Everyone's counting on us!" shouted Trunks, urgently, as Majin Buu started to walk towards the two boys and the unconscious Saiyan Prince.

Hopeless as it seemed, Goten couldn't argue with his best friend's logic. "Fine, I'll go. Be careful, Trunks," Goten warned as he took to the skies, clutching Vegeta.

Trunks smiled as they faded into a black dot in the sky. His dad and Goten were safe. With no distractions to hinder him, Trunks turned to face Majin Buu, who was now only a short distance away from him.

"Why your friends fly away? Maybe Buu should go bring them back..." Buu considered, mockingly. Trunks' eyes widened in horror at what might happen if he did.

He pulled his fist to his side and, turning Super Saiyan, flew straight for Majin Buu. Unprepared, Buu didn't see the attack coming and was struck in the face. Trunks hated the feeling of Buu's skin; it was like hitting a marshmallow with the consistency of bubblegum.

Buu stumbled backwards with the force of the punch and rubbed his right cheek, skin stretching back into place where it had been distorted. Small jets of steam burst into the air from the holes into his head. He wasn't hurt, but he was furious.

Uh oh, thought Trunks. Looks like I pissed him off, big time. Oh well. He grinned wickedly at the pink eyesore. "Aww, too much for you, huh, Buu?" he baited. Majin Buu ejected more steam into the air and rushed for Trunks, his own fist raised at his side.

Trunks stood his ground and raised his arm in a block as Buu went for his face. However, he wasn't prepared for Buu's next move. Buu used his other fist to punch Trunks straight in the stomach. Trunks gasped, winded and hacking up saliva. Ow, Trunks groaned inwardly. Looks like bubblegum, got a fist of iron.

With that, Buu removed both his fists as Trunks clutched at his stomach. In a flash, Buu disappeared and then reappeared behind Trunks, kicking him up into the air. If Trunks hadn't been sure that breaking your back paralysed you, he wouldn't have been surprised if the pain shooting through him in that moment had shattered his spine.

But Buu wasn't done yet. In another flash, he appeared in the air, just above Trunks. He brought both of his hands together and raised his arms above his head. With crushing force, he brought his fists down on Trunks' head and sent him spiralling back to earth.

Trunks closed his eyes as he crashed straight into the mountainside. He felt as though he'd broken every bone in his body. He stole a glance upwards to see Buu form a powerful ki blast in one hand. With a loud cry, he sent the purple beam straight for Trunks.

Trunks panicked. He'd have to do something! Pulling an arm that felt broken swiftly out of the mountainside, he fired his own yellow beam back at the monster. The two met in mid air, hissing furiously, sparks flying across the landscape.

Trunks pushed with all his might, but Buu was stronger. Trunks felt drained and his energy was fading quickly. To his horror, Buu's beam began forcing back his own. He tried to extend his but there was nothing he could do. He turned to the side and held his breath as the purple light enveloped him.

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Lying still for a few moments, Trunks could hardly believe he was alive. Embedded in the rock, he looked over himself. He suspected that both of his legs were broken, but the pain was bearable. His skin felt singed and he was littered with numerous cuts and bruises, some bleeding worse than others.

He used his arms to slowly push himself out of the crater and floated down to the ground.

As he landed, he stumbled slightly on his broken legs and felt severely nauseated. He could feel some sort of liquid rising in his throat. He opened his mouth and coughed and was shocked at the amount of blood which spurted out of his mouth and onto the floor. His ribs ached and he was finding it difficult to breathe.

Buu landed softly, a short distance away. He surveyed the child for a moment. "What's the matter?" He asked patronisingly. "Boy no want to play with Buu anymore?"

Shaky and hunched over, Trunks had to smile. This guy was unknowingly pressing all the wrong buttons. He wouldn't lose to a sap like this. His father's life depended on it. Buu might have won Round One but...

"It's time for Round Two!" he proclaimed.

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A/N: Grrr!!!! Oh my God, this chapter is almost cringe-worthy, I swear!!! Please be gentle with me! I know it sucks but this was the first fight scene I ever wrote. Okay, just quickly before I go, I would like to say thanks to everybody who has reviewed this story or put me on Author or Story Alert. It's really nice of you guys, since I'm new here and this is my first story and all. So, thank you! Until next time! :)

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