Silent Tears

 -Fire Angel 


Author's Note: This is my first fan fic. It is about the life of Trunks and his
father. It takes place after the Cell saga and Gohan is about 14, and Trunks
has not gone back to the future. Well enjoy! ^_^


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"Ok mom, we"ll be going now." 
"Be careful Trunks, and look after your father!"
Vegeta looked at Bulma and gave her the *shut up woman, he is a stupid boy, and
I can take care of myself* look. Bulma winked at Trunks and hugged him. 
"See you in a week!" Bulma started to move towards Vegeta and hug him too, but
he gave her the *do and die* look. She sighed and just smiled at him. Vegeta
and Trunks got into the car and Vegeta started the engine. 
"Thanks for taking me camping. I'm sure we'll have loads of fun..." Vegeta's
eyes narrowed. 
"Listen boy, I am not doing because I want to. Your mom forced me." Vegeta's
answer was very definite and one that is very hard to respond to. 
"Heh. I'm glad she did." Vegeta grumbled and moved his shoulders into a more
comfortable position.
They had a long way to go.

 Trunks looked out the window and wished he was back home with his mom. All
Vegeta has done to him so far is tell him how much he hates him and his mother. 
Trunks didn't say anything to him after that. He just looked out the window,
looking at the trees. It was as if Trunks was alone. It had been silent for a
few hours. But he liked it like that. It was a lot better than Vegeta yelling
at him. Trunks dared not say anything though, after arguing with Vegeta, he
told Trunks to shut up and not talk to him. 
"Almost there..." Trunks thought to himself. "When we get to the cap site, I
can get away from him for a while."

 At last they arived. Trunks was the first to get out. He quickly got
everything and ran to where they would set everything up. Vegeta stepped out of
the car and followed Trunks. He put everything down and started to put up the
tent. When he was done, Trunks looked at the site and sighed. 
"I can't put up tent even if my life depended on it." Vegeta looked over to
what Trunks had done and frowned. 
"We don't need to sleep in a tent. Trunks looked up at him in many ways. Both
in caution, confusion, and in knowing that Vegeta had his pride. Sleeping in a
tent would most likely prove that he was week and afraid. Trunks however was
thinking on the safe side. 
"But father, what if it starts to rain, and there are lots of bears and wild
animals around here. What if we were attacked?" 
"We will not be attacked boy, I can handle any wild that come near me." 
"But what if you were sleeping?" Vegeta had now grown so mad that his fists
were tight. 
"Do you think I will be sleeping? NO! I'm wont. I will be training and not
with you. I have no intention of spending any time with you what so ever." 
Trunks had grown tired, he didn't want to argue. 
"Fine." 
"Good."
Satisfied, Vegeta turned around and flew away. Trunks sighed and went straight
to his cell phone. He dialed his home number and waited for it to start
ringing. His Grandfather picked up and by the sound of his voice, he was very
happy to hear Trunks' voice. After their long talk, Dr. Briefs put Bulma on. 
"Ah Trunks, so so nice to hear your voice." Trunks looked up at the sky 
"Ya, well I just wanted you to know that father went off to train so it looks
like I will be the only one here." Bulma's tone went slightly down. 
"Oh that bum, why does he have to be so mean. Well Trunks, you might as well
come home." 
"Nah, I'm gonna stay here. Maybe he will change his mind." Bulma sighed. 
"Well good luck with that." 
"Hn, I'll just have to wait and see."