Preface: So, this is the last chapter of my FF ^^


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He didn't know where he was going, only one thing interested him .......


Away from the people who didn't love him.


Trunks flew aimlessly until he landed near the Goku house.


He sat on a hill and watched Goten train with his father.


Both seemed to have a lot of fun doing it ...


"A great father, ........ Goten has it really good. He even plays with him. Mine has never done that." He thought sadly and watched them for a while before he flew on again.




Meanwhile it was already 6pm and Bulma was looking for Trunks in the garden.


"TRUNKS? ...... Where are youuu ?? .............


It's getting late ....... wait, ... when you get home, you can experience something. "shuffled Bulma and marched back into the house.


However, her mood changed 5 hours later.

She paced restlessly up and down her office.


"Where can he be? ...... He had never been gone for a whole day.


I'll call Chichi and ask if he's playing with Goths. "


With that she picked up the phone.


But he wasn't there either.


Slowly but surely Bulma is really worried and with a bent expression she made her way to the G-room.


Vegeta had just finished exercising.


"Have you seen Trunks? Do you know where he is? ...... He's still not home." She said sadly and looked at Vegeta expectantly.


"I haven't seen him since this afternoon ..." he replied, because his mood had improved over time.


"Would you look for him please? ..... I'm worried."


"I wanted to take a shower now and not look for the kid," he replied dryly.


"He just wants a little attention from you! Why don't you please him !!?" with these words Bulma leaned

to his upper body and sighed: "Please, ....... I can't find him alone. You wouldn't even need 2 hours for it ..." she said and caressed his cheeks.


(* LOL * that's screaming for a finder's reward ^^)


Vegeta went weak and agreed with a nod.






Trunks were already fleeing over the ocean. He had come a considerable distance, but now his strength was running out.


"I ... can't anymore ... * pff * ...... But I can't swim ...... * pff * ......


There is water everywhere .... * pff * ........ I can't anymore! .. * pff * ... "snorted Trunks and could barely keep his eyes open.


He had no idea how long this route would be.


Nowhere was an island or land in sight.


Slowly it became more and more critical, ..... Trunks was only floating a hand's breadth above the sea and the light waves splashed into his face.


The salt water stung his eyes and now his speed decreased as well.

He couldn't take it much longer.


The full moon was reflected on the waves and provided the only source of light.


Trunks felt how he slowly dipped his body into the water.


It was freezing ..... but now his strength had finally left him


The waves weren't particularly big, but one of them was enough to tear Trunks down.


Suddenly he felt himself being pulled out of the water again ......


Clouds moved in front of the moon and he could not even make out the outline of his savior.


He closed his eyes ... and fell asleep.






Slowly he opened his eyes ....... everything was dark ....


The cold had woken him up ...


He was lying between two tree roots ... when he looked up he noticed the light moonbeams shining through the dense canopy of some trees and now his eyes had got used to the dark again.




He heard a few steps coming towards him ......, totally frightened and exhausted, the fire of self-defense flared up in him.

His eyes formed into narrow slits and he stared at the dark outline of a person who was getting closer and closer.


Trunks leaned on her with a loud cry of rage and fired a ball of energy.


This all happened in less than 2 seconds and he was rudely thrown against the tree.


"Ouch! ... * pff * ...." Trunks yelled as he landed on the hard floor and looked up frightened.


"You still seem to have strength ... * grin * ... You just wanted to take a little bath beforehand, right?" laughed his father, who turned out to be the dark figure.


"Papa ..? Why ...."


"Well who else would be looking for you at this time?" replied Vegeta and piled some firewood in a heap.


"Take off your clothes! ...... Your mother will kill me if I bring you home with a cold. Your things should dry." He said coolly and fired one finger at the stacked wood, which started to burn .

Trunks did this and put his soaking wet clothes next to the fire and sat down again between the tree roots.






"Tssschhhii! ......"


"So, your clothes are dry, you can put them back on." Vegeta said and gave Trunks the clothes.


The things were still warm from the fire, but it didn't help him much.


"Sleep now, we'll stay here until sunrise. Then we'll fly back!"


Trunks nodded to his father and lay back between the roots.




The night was cold ...... very cold ....


The sea air enveloped the whole island in a cold mist.


Trunks slept restlessly and shivered.


Vegeta couldn't sleep ..... wondered why Trunks had made this trip and why he didn't speak to his father once during the whole time.


Now Trunks began to cough easily in his sleep, and it seemed that a cold was afoot after all.

Vegeta moved closer to Trunks and wrapped an arm around him so he wouldn't be too cold.


He clung to him in search of warmth and slept in peace.






The next morning:


Trunks opened his eyes sleepily and the rays of the sun glittered over the sea.


His father flew off with him under his arm at sunrise and let him sleep.


His son watched the passing waves in flight and looked at both of them in the mirror.


[Can it be that he does like me? , ....... Trunks thought and smiled.


Yes, sure. Mama was right ....... otherwise he wouldn't bother about me ...]




The two of them arrived at the C.C right on time at lunchtime.


When they entered the kitchen, an overjoyed and relieved Bulma ran up to them.


"Trunks! There you are! ... * happy * .... Where have you been for so long? ..... I was so worried! ..."With that she hugged Trunks and kissed Vegeta on the cheek.


"I cooked your favorite food! ^^ It just finished."


Vegeta looked at the set table with half-open mouth and stomped on it without a word.


Followed by Trunks, who was also hungry as an animal (could it be that the Sayajins are related to the Critter's? ^^ * g *) and immediately started munching.


Bulma stood by, a bit confused ......


[They are becoming more and more alike ....... to simply rush to eat without big words ...


Trunks has not even answered me where he has been for so long .....]


Trunks and Vegeta enjoyed their meal and Bulma now sat down too.




She never found out what happened that night, even if she noticed the slight sniff from Trunks ......


The only thing that is certain is that Trunks understood his father a little better now and became more and more like him .....

"Are you coming with me now?"


"Where to? ...." Trunks asked his father and looked at him in amazement.


"In the G-room! .... You should train."


"Really? GREAT !!! .... * happy * ...!" Trunks cheered and followed Vegeta down the aisle.


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So sorry again for the many R errors and I hope you enjoyed it ^^ * g *.


XANY