A kind of drabble fic I've been wanting to write for a while. I noticed there isn't really anything like this, and I finally got some inspiration, so here it is!

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z in any way, shape or form.

Not That Bad

He smiled.

He laughed.

He joked.

He mimicked all the motions of his friends, even the young Gohan, as they played with and cradled the baby in their arms so lovingly.

'He's so cute!' They would coo.

'What a handsome baby!' One old man had commented while shopping. It was easy to tell he was grandfather material in a heartbeat.

'Look, he has his mother's hair!' They would also say, 'As well as her eyes!'

'Oh, but just look at the little guy! He's so much like his father!'

'His father!'

'His father…'

'His…father…'

And that's what got to him.

Trunks Briefs was like his father. If he just hadn't been so stupid. If he only hadn't been so blind. If he had only acted sooner; quicker. If he…if he…

If he nothing.

Trunks would never have been like him. He was so much different than the baby he had pictured in his mind. Trunks wouldn't have even been his name…he might not have even been a 'he'.

Yamcha kept telling that to himself over and over again. He tried to like Trunks, he tried to hold him as lovingly as all the others, but he couldn't.

That was why he felt so guilty.

He shouldn't hate an innocent little baby who had done nothing to him. Yamcha repeated it over to himself again and again, as though it were his mantra.

In a way, it sort of was.

"Hey, thanks Trunks!" Yamcha laughed as the young boy stopped his brand new car from crashing into the Capsule Corps. building. With his bare hands. At eight years old.

Wow.

Then again, he was the son of…the son of…him. Vegeta. Of course he would be inhumanly strong since, well, he wasn't even half human. Yeah…that makes sense.

He wondered if his son would have been as strong as Trunks. Maybe his son would have been even stronger than Trunks.

What if this happened? Maybe that would come true.

Yeah right.

Then something shocking happened later on that night. Even Bulma and Vegeta were surprised at him. He never acted anything remotely close to what he had done that night at the party.

After all, Trunks was only fond of his two male role models, Vegeta and Gohan.

"Hey Uncle Y! It's a good thing I stopped that car 'cause it was really nice! Do you think I could be like you one day? You know, with all these cool cars and all?" Trunks asked, his eyes beaming up at the older man who held a glass of wine in his hands.

So maybe the kid wasn't that bad after all.