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Accident

The Briefs were not like most couples. Their relationship didn't begin on a fancy date or at a club with friends...Bulma was feeling vulnerable after her boyfriend cheated on her so she decided to have a one night stand with the former villain living in her house. In retrospect this probably really was not a good idea. However what started off as a one time thing turned out to be a drastically life changing experience for them both. With all the odds stacked against them somehow the strange couple persevered through it all. Getting their family to where it was currently was not only a difficult experience for them but also for their son.

Bulma and Vegeta never meant to expose their son to their rage filled arguments that were on the verge of domestic violence. They certainly had no intention of giving Trunks the idea that they had only remained together because of him. The lavender haired boy couldn't help but notice however when his mom and dad altered their parenting style after the birth of his sister Bra.

Now Trunks Briefs loved his little sister more then words could say. He stepped into the big brother role just as easily as he became a super saiyan. If anyone even tried to mess with the little blue haired beauty, they would face the wrath of the saiyan prince. Like any big brother though Trunks was not above picking on his baby sister, it was his birth right to annoy her as much as she annoyed him. As the boy got older he couldn't help but notice that Bra got a certain level of leniency and affection from their parents that he never experienced. Although it made him a little jealous to think about, he had always simply chalked it up to the fact that she was a girl or that it was because she was the youngest.

One day something happened that changed his entire view on how his parents treated him forever. It was the day a drunken Yamcha at a family barbecue actually had the audacity to tell the ten year old about his origins. The fighter had just come out of a particularly bad relationship and had chosen alcohol as a way of dealing with it. Little Trunks was simply trying to find a place to hide while playing hide and seek with his best friend when he stumbled upon the fighter becoming violently ill behind the bushes. When Yamcha saw the boy he immediately became enraged and grabbed the boy by the front of his shirt.

"It's your fault...if it wasn't for you I'd still have a chance to be happy," Yamcha hissed at the little boy.

Trunks looked at him confused before he asked, "What did I do?"

Yamcha growled before he replied, "You were born...the only reason Bulma stayed with that monster was because they had you."

The little boy didn't know what to do or say as he listened to the intoxicated man go on about his father was a horrible person and that Trunks very existence was a complete accident. It forced the boy to remember late nights where his parents would scream at each other for hours ending with his father leaving the house and his mother in tears.

'That was because of me?' Trunks thought.

"You're nothing but a god damn mistake!" Yamcha said to the boy angrily.

"Yamcha let him go," a stern voice said.

Both Trunks and Yamcha looked up to see Krillen and Gohan standing in front of them glaring at the drunk man. Neither one of them had heard them come over until the smaller man spoke up.

"You heard me Yamcha put the kid down" Krillen said in a calm yet furious voice.

Suddenly as if waking up from a trance, Yamcha looked down and realized what he was doing. Gently he set the boy down before slowly backing away from him as if he was afraid to be to close to the child.

Krillen turned to Gohan before he said, "take Trunks and make sure he's okay...I need to take care of Yamcha."

"What the hell is wrong with him?" Gohan asked as he scooped up the lavender haired boy and held him close to his chest.

Krillen looked at his friend sadly before he replied, "kid...I hope you never have to find out what's it like to fall in love with a true monster."

Gohan gave his friends a strange look before he walked away holding Trunks in his arms. When the man noticed the boy shaking he looked down and smiled gently at the child.

"Come on Trunks...let's go somewhere to talk," Gohan said before he flew off to take Trunks somewhere safe.

...

It had been close to three months since that day. After his talk with Gohan he had understood a little better about why Yamcha was acting so weird and it made him think very differently about how his parents treated him. Neither Krillen or Gohan ever brought up that day again and Trunks never felt brave enough to ever bring it up to his parents to ask them about it. That was until a conversation at brunch between his parents and grandparents made his curiosity get the better of him and he couldn't stay quiet any longer.

Grandpa and Grandma Briefs had started teasing Vegeta about how Bra had him wrapped around her little finger. He glared at the couple as he cut up his daughter's pancakes for her.

"Oh come now Vegeta we're just having a little fun," Grandma Briefs said cheerfully.

"You have to admit though. You have always treating our young Trunks more sternly and given him more independence then with Bra," Dr. Briefs commented casually.

Bulma gave her dad a look before she said, "Dad I hope your not implying that we play favorites with our children."

Dr. Brief's shook his head as he took a sip of his coffee before he replied, "Not at all dear. We simply find it an amusing observation that you've tweaked your parenting style between the two children. You both are more gentle with Bra then you are with Trunks. The boy has always had more freedom even at Bra's age to go where he pleases where you are both more cautious of our princess."

Both Bulma and Vegeta looked at each other with an odd look before Grandma Briefs said, "Oh don't fret about it dear. All parents do it with their children."

"Certainly," Dr. Briefs nodded in agreement.

"Most people feel that they need to raise their sons different then their daughters but I certainly call poppycock on that. After all our Bulma knows her way around tools better then most men. However it is agreeable to say that to raise two children slightly different based on their temperament is quite healthy. Besides it's common knowledge that parents are always more stern with their eldest child then the younger children," Dr. Briefs explained.

Trunks found himself smiling a bit as he listened to his grandfather talk. After talking to Gohan he was happy to know he wasn't the only child to feel like they dealt with double standard because of how they were born. Now knowing that even kids who weren't accidents could be treated like he was though made him feel a little better.

"That's kind of a relief," Trunks mumbled to himself not realizing that everyone else at the table could hear him.

Bulma looked over at her son who was sitting beside her with a concerned look before she asked, "Trunks? Are you alright? What's a relief?"

Trunks looked up at his mother with a sincere smile on his face before he replied,"Sorry mom. I just always thought you guys treated me different because I was an accident."

Suddenly the breakfast table became dead silent as all the adults stared at the ten year old boy in absolute shock. Nobody knew how to respond to the little boy's comment. It was Bra who noticed everyone staring at her big brother and started giggling.

"You're silly Trunks. Peeing your pants is an accident not being born," Bra giggled.

All of a sudden the three year old girl stopped laughing and put a very serious expression on her face before she added, "in case anyone's wondering...I haven't had an accident in months."

Trunks looked at his little sister before he explained, "I am an accident because I was never supposed to be born."

Bra looked a little upset before she pointed to herself and asked, "Am I an accident?"

The lavender haired boy smiled at his sister as he shook his head before he replied, "no way. Mom was going on an on about babies long before you came along."

Finally Vegeta had enough of this conversation and slammed his hands on the table. It was clear to everyone that he was livid by the topic of discussion and turned a dark glare at his oldest child.

"That is enough of that!" Vegeta hissed at the boy.

Trunks looked at his dad confused before he replied, "I don't see what the big deal is...it's true isn't it?"

Bra suddenly looked a little sad before she whimpered, "I don't want Trunks to be an accident. Accidents are bad and Trunks isn't bad."

Vegeta's face turned red trying to hold in his rage. If it wasn't for Bulma squeezing his arm he probably would have already blown up. Trying to be the calm parent, Bulma turned to her son with a soft smile.

"Honey...why do you think that you were an accident?" she asked gently to assure her son that he wasn't in trouble.

The little boy looked at his mom and replied, "Yamcha told me...you know before he went away. It was the last barbecue we had...he smelt weird and he was talking funny. Anyway he told me that I was an accident. I think he said that if it weren't for dad and his walking mistake then he could have still had a chance to be happy...I felt pretty bad about it. Krillen said not to take what Yamcha said seriously because he was sick. Gohan talked to me about it after and it was fine."

Trunks suddenly started to back away a little as his mom started looking just as furious as his father. Bulma was on her feet so fast that her chair fell back behind her. The little boy couldn't think of a time when he had seen his mom more angry then his short tempered dad.

"I need to make a call," Bulma growled before she stomped out of the room and left in the direction of her study.

Vegeta took that moment to get to his feet as well. Only he walked over and grabbed Trunks by his arm before he looked at his in laws and said, "Watch Bra."

Without a word the Saiyan King guided his son towards the gravity room. Trunks was starting to really get upset thinking that he had gotten himself into the biggest pile of trouble he had ever been in.

'Should have just kept my big mouth shut. Now everybody is mad.' The boy thought as he watched his father close the door to their training space and locked them inside it.

For a moment neither saiyan moved until suddenly Vegeta roared in rage and started punching the door. Trunks stared at the ground and flinched as he thought about how much trouble he was actually in. He didn't mean to let tears fall down his face but at this point there was only so much a ten year old could take and his parents were kind of scaring him.

He never heard his father abruptly stop abusing the door when he heard his son whimper. He never heard him call his name as he quietly walked over and knelt in front of him. So it was no surprise when the kid almost jumped out of his skin when his father put his hands on his shoulders. The boy looked up at his father who seemed much calmer now. He suddenly felt stupid crying like a baby in front of his dad and looked at the ground to wipe at his eyes with his sleeve.

"Boy look at me now," Vegeta commanded in a no none sense town.

Reluctantly the lavender haired boy raised his head enough so that he was looking at his father. Vegeta reached over and tilted the boy's chin so that they were face to face.

"We're not mad at you," the older saiyan said gently.

"Then why are you guys so angry?" Trunks asked feeling a bit brave.

Vegeta took a deep breath to try and calm himself a little more before he replied, "we're upset because sick or not; that dumb ass had no right to speak to a child that way. What he said was completely unacceptable and rest assured I will be returning the favor in full."

"It's true though isn't it?...what he said about you and mom," Trunks said timidly.

"What happens between your mother and I is nobody's business!" Vegeta growled.

Trunks sighed before he replied, "It sorta is my business though because I'm the one that has to deal with it...did you know I used to hear you guys fight?"

Now it was Vegeta's turn to look down at the floor in shame. He knew damn well that the boy could hear their arguments from his room. That didn't stop him from saying some of the worst things you could possibly say about a person just to hurt Bulma.

"You guys would fight about everything but they always ended the same...one of you would always say if it weren't for me then you guys wouldn't bother putting up with each other," Trunks admitted sadly.

The saiyan looked at his son and could clearly see how much those words had an impact on him. Vegeta had done some awful stuff in his time that he wasn't proud of...but knowing that he willingly hurt his boy made him feel like a bigger piece of shit then Yamcha.

"We don't think of you as an accident...I know at the beginning I said I didn't want anything to do with you or your mother but that was a lie," Vegeta admitted before looking back up at his son.

"The truth is I wasn't worthy," Vegeta explained.

Trunks looked confused before he replied, "I'm not following you."

Vegeta took a minute to gather his thoughts before he said, "You know that I wasn't always a good man, I did horrible things. Without thinking twice I destroyed planets full of men, women and children...When your mother told me about you we were training to destroy the androids. I thought of you both as a distraction and left...or so I wanted everyone to believe. I knew that this was Karma coming back full circle, I destroyed families and suddenly people I cared about were being threatened...I thought perhaps if I distanced myself then I could protect you both."

Trunks stared at his father in shock as he chuckled sadly to himself.

"That was the only mistake involving your birth. When I left, your mother's trust and faith in me left as well. It took me seven grueling years to earn that trust back from her but at least I got to be with my family...then there was you. This soft squishy thing with no teeth that kept crying whenever I walked in the room...you didn't come near me until just before your first birthday," Vegeta recalled sadly.

"You made me work for every smile, every giggle, and every bit of your attention like you were punishing me...until suddenly one day you started hanging off me like a god damn leech," the saiyan added glaring at the boy affectionately making Trunks giggle.

"I regret a lot of things...being your father is not one of them," Vegeta admitted.

Trunks was genuinely happy to hear his father tell him his story. He felt like in some way he kind of understood his dad a little better. However there was still one more question he still needed to ask.

"Why do you treat Bra and me different?" the boy asked.

Vegeta was pleased to hear that Trunks didn't sound especially hurt by the way he was raised compared to his little sister but more curious then anything else. The saiyan took a minute to find the words he needed before he answered.

"I suppose because in you I see myself. A person that thrives on discipline and pushing themselves beyond the breaking point. Someone who feels uncomfortable being overly coddled but demands respect for their achievement. I'm harder on you because you need me to help you reach your potential. In Bra I see your mother. Your mother likes people to think she can do anything on her own but the truth is...she trusts easily and cares deeply. That's what gets her hurt by people that are supposed to be important to her. I abused that privilege more times then I'd like to admit. She needs to hear I love you randomly and be held while she sleeps so that she feels safe. I treat Bra more gentle because she needs me to make her feel safe...do you understand?" Vegeta explained.

Trunks nodded his head with smirk that Vegeta couldn't help but find contagious. The older saiyan affectionately ruffled the boy's hair as he mumbled, "That's my boy."

Vegeta rose to his feet feeling like their conversation had at last come to a conclusion. However there was just one more question that Vegeta had for his son before they finished up.

"Tell me boy. What did Kakarot's brat say to you that day?" Vegeta asked as they made their way to the door.

Trunks looked up at his dad before he replied, "Gohan said we were both accidents and it's okay. The problem isn't the fact that we were born it's just that we were accidentally born before our parents were ready for us. He said being the oldest is a hard path but its our path for a reason. It made us tough so that we could be strong enough to protect our younger siblings."

Vegeta nodded his head in approval. Gohan had always had a soft spot for Trunks and had a gift for explaining things to the boy so that he could understand them better. As much as he'd like to deny it, he couldn't help being grateful to the young man for taking Trunks under his wing as his unofficial student. He couldn't help thinking about future Trunks and how much he had adored that Gohan as well.

Hey dad," Trunks said getting his attention.

When Vegeta looked at him to give him his undivided attention the boy said, "I'm really glad I was born before Bra."

The saiyan king looked down at his little prince beaming with pride. Trunks was okay being the one to deal with his parents bullshit because it helped make him a stronger person to protect the people he loved.

"I'm glad you were born," Vegeta replied as they left the gravity room.