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" COULD YOU LOVE ME ? "Written By: Debs-dragon Disclaimer: I dont own so you dont sue. Chapter 19
His eyebrows forked, he grunted. "Thats it, I've had enough!" Bulma looked at him. "Enough?" she questioned. "He's done nothing but mope around in that room of his for days." stormed Vegeta. "Well he is rather upset Vegeta." said Bulma. "Upset!... Upset!" snorted Vegeta. "This is so pathetic the way he is carrying on. he is giving the Saiya-jin race a bad name!" "He's only half Saiya-jin." said Bulma quietly. Vegeta scowled at her, "Don't remind me." he grunted. "I didn't hear you complaining about us humans when Trunks & Bra were conceived." said Bulma and she stared at Vegeta defiantly. "Sometimes we have no choice." growled Vegeta. "I'll remember that Mr high & mighty Saiya-jin prince next time you come crawling over to my side of the bed!" fired Bulma. Vegeta glared at her but for once held his tongue. They finished the rest of the meal in silence. Bra began to clear away
the dishes, stacking the dishwasher as she went. Vegeta got up but instead
of heading for his gravity room to train he went upstairs to Trunk's
room. Bra & Bulma watched him go. They looked at each other then
tip toed to the base of the stair case. They could hear Vegeta clearly...... Vegeta went up the staircase & down the hall to his son's room. He didn't bother to knock on the door, instead pushing it open. He stopped, looking at his son lying on the bed. He folded his arms across his chest and glared at the boy. Trunks looked up at the sudden invasion into his room. His eyes widened
when he saw his father standing there. "Outside..... 10 minutes....... You & me...." said Vegeta. Trunks opened his mouth to reply but a glare from Vegeta silenced him "Don't keep me waiting brat!" he snapped. Vegeta turned and left. Trunks sighed and got up. With his father in that sort of mood Trunks daren't disobey him. He quickly got changed into his blue spandex & Saiya-jin armour and headed outside. His father was waiting for him. "Right brat, time to do some sparring. You have neglected your training of late and no son of mine is going to end up a wimp." snarled Vegeta. Trunks stared at Vegeta... "Yes father." he said quietly. They both took up a fighting stance, eyeing each other, waiting for the first move. Suddenly Vegeta vanished then re-appeared in front of Trunks and began to rain blows on the boy. Trunks desperately dodged and blocked the onslaught. They broke apart. Vegeta smirked then began to fire energy balls at Trunks. Trunks deflected them, sending them off into the atmosphere. Vegeta charged in again pounding Trunks with kicks & blows. Again Trunks blocked and dodged. They parted again. "Why aren't you fighting back brat?" scowled Vegeta. "I guess I'm not in the mood for fighting." replied Trunks. Vegeta humphed.... "Seems like your not in the mood for anything these days!" he snapped. They began to circle each other warily. Vegeta flew in and again they exchanged blows. Trunks was panting, he was out of shape. He hadn't been training like he should have and now regretted letting himself lapse. "A warrior should always be ready." said Vegeta. "And at the moment you would be totally useless on the battle ground." Trunks looked up. "Yeah I know." "Look son, until you do something about this girl your no good to anyone." Vegetas tone softened a little..... Trunks stared at his father, Vegetas eyes had taken on a far away look.... he continued. "I remember with your mother, she had me so entranced that I nearly ended up dead for a second time. I couldn't concentrate so bewitched was I that ultimately I was a danger to myself." Trunks stared at this rare revelation from his father. "So what did you do?" he asked quietly. Vegeta grunted. "Why I took her as my mate. Then I could get on with my training." Trunks looked thoughtful. Vegeta swiftly moved in and attacked. Trunks, caught off guard went flying, he dug a trench in the ground with his shoulders. When he came to a halt his father was floating above him. "Had that been the enemy you would be dead now." snapped Vegeta. Trunks hauled himself out of the crater and looked at Vegeta. "Sorry." he said. "Sorry's not good enough!" shouted Vegeta. "Your useless, totally pathetic. Your not a warrior. And I'm beginning to wonder if you are my son." The last remark cut Trunks like a knife. He stared at his father, his blue eyes glittered as cold as ice... "How dare you!" he said, his voice trembling as he tried to control his anger. "How dare you question my heritage." Vegeta smirked. "Deal with it." he sneered. Trunks flew at his father. Vegeta blocked and dodged, managing to land a few blows as he did so. They separated and glowered at each other. "So, are you going to take the girl as your mate or not?" smirked Vegeta. "I.... I.... I don't know." stammered Trunks. Vegeta shot in and landed a few more blows. Trunks reeled backwards, Vegeta pressed the advantage and got Trunks on the ground. He pinned him to the grass. "You need to make up your mind brat. Your driving your mother nuts with all this moping around. Your totally useless to me as a warrior which puts me in danger as I have to look out for you as well. Either take her for your mate or get over it!" growled Vegeta. Trunks stared at his father, they locked eyes. Cold black hard ruthless eyes colliding with soft gentle forgiving blue eyes. "Easier said than done." said Trunks telepathically. "Not if you want her bad enough." sent back Vegeta. Trunks continued to struggle to try to release himself from his fathers hold. "And just how am I supposed to do that?" Questioned Trunks. "Just go and take her. I wouldn't have let her go away by herself where she is prey to others in the first place." sent Vegeta. This comment made up Trunks mind for him. He suddenly powered up and pushed his father from him. "I gotta go!" he yelled to Vegeta and headed for the house. Vegeta folded his arms and smirked. "Theres more of your old man in you than you realise my son." thought Vegeta. Trunks had a quick shower then pulling on a black muscle shirt, jeans & jacket headed back downstairs to find his mother. Bulma looked up when he came into the Lab. "Why Trunks, its good to see you up & about." Trunks cut her short, "Thanks mom but I need to know exactly where Marron is staying." Bulma smiled and fetched the details from her diary, she wrote them down on a piece of paper for him. "I wondered how long it would take you." she smiled. "Well it was dad who finally gave me the push." he replied. Bulma looked at him and pushed a strand of hair away from his face. "You sure are your fathers son." she said softly. "Good luck" "Thanks mom. I'll call you." He turned and tucking the piece of paper into his pocket flew off into the sky. Bulma stood watching him disappear. Vegeta came up behind her and put his arms around her waist. She sighed and pressed back into him He rested his chin on her shoulder, his breath tickled her cheek. "He's a chip off the old block." she said. "Is that such a bad thing?" whispered Vegeta and kissed her neck. She turned and kissed him, "No. Its a good thing." she replied. Juuhachigou and Krillin could sense the energy level getting closer. Marron hadn't picked up on anything locked so deep in her misery was she that nothing registered with her lately. Trunks circled the Island searching for her familiar Ki. There... that was it. He came in low and landed amongst the vegetation. He walked slowly down towards the beach. He could see her and her parents lying in the sun enjoying its warmth. Krillin & Juu looked up at his approach. Juu smiled at him. Krillin stared, Trunks nodded. Juu took Krillins arm and quietly they left. Trunks picked up the bottle of suntan oil. Marron was still oblivious to the world around her. Trunks took off his jacket then put oil on his hands and began to rub it on to Marrons back. She jumped at the sudden touch. "Dad, I told you I didn't want any oil thankyou." Trunks leaned forward and whispered in her ear.. "I'm not dad." She whirled around. Her eyes opened wide and began to fill with tears as she stared in disbelief. "T... T... Trunks?" she stammered. "Yes it's me baby." he said. She flung her arms around his neck and crushed him to her.
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