Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Diary of A Prince ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Diary of A Prince

By: Nova Starlight

Chapter 2: The First Entries

Vegeta sat on his son's bed and began to read.

ENTRY

774 A.D.

Dear Journal,

My name is Trunks Vegeta Briefs and I am being forced to write in this stupid journal because of some fights I've had in school. The school counselor told my mom it would be a good way for me to vent my anger without hurting anyone. I wanted to say that I could always just do more training with my dad instead but considering that my mom was pretty upset by the whole thing I decided against it. It is also why I am not going to tell my dad about it because he would take it away and that would upset my mom even more.

Anyway, I guess I should write about myself. I am eight years old and in the third grade at South City Elementary. I'm ahead in my class, so I mostly sit and daydream. When I'm at home I train with my dad or best friend Goten. My mom works a lot and my dad trains until really late at night so most of my time is spent alone or with Goten.

My family is strange but okay. My mother is the richest, smartest, and prettiest woman on the planet; at least that's what she says. My dad is get this. . . A PRINCE! Well at least he was until some dude named Frieza blew up his planet when he was a kid. He never told me the story but I asked mom about why he was always saying he was a prince and she told me. Since he is a prince, I guess that makes me a prince too. Yep! That's me, Prince Trunks. In case you haven't figured it out yet, yes my dad is an alien. He is a saiyan and my mom is human, so that makes me a half-saiyan. My best friend Goten has a human mom and saiyan dad too.

He is the only kid I could ever really be rough and train with because as half-saiyans we have similar power. I am only a year older than him and we have been together since we were babies. My dad never calls him by his name. He always calls him 'Kakkarot's brat'. I asked him once if it bothered him and he said it didn't, probably because he didn't know what it meant.

Since Goten and I are saiyans, we can reach a power level known as super saiyan. I have been able to reach it for about 2 years now and he has for 1 year. I want to tell my dad about it but it seems like he is always telling me how hard he had to work to do it. Then I remember that for me it was so easy, just BAM and it happened. How can you tell someone that what they almost killed themselves to achieve, just happened to you?

Well, it's almost time for dinner and my hand is cramping up. I'll write again later.

-Trunks

END ENTRY

Vegeta laughed at how silly he had been. He had never even noticed that Trunks had been in trouble at school or that his son could go super saiyan at such a young age. He wondered why Bulma had never told him. Then with a sigh, his laughter ended and he remembered the few times she had tried to tell him something. He realized that he would not have listened anyway.

Suddenly, he heard footsteps in the hall outside. He froze, unable to move a muscle and not wanting to be heard. He remained that way for a few minutes after he heard a door down the hall close. He flipped the page and began to read the next entry.

ENTRY

774 A.D.

Dear Journal,

The world tournament is coming up and I am so excited. Goten and I are going to be competing for the first time. My dad will have to be proud of me when he sees me fight. I think he really wants to see me beat Goten; especially since he found out that I can go super saiyan. He was a little upset when I first time him.

We had been training for the tournament at 150 times gravity. He was super saiyan and I was just my normal self. He asked me about my fight with Goten and decided then and there to tell him. "I guess I'll just go super," I'd commented. Then I powered up and saw the shock in his eyes. I remembered standing there just waiting for his reaction.

"You can go super saiyan?" he asked.

"Yeah," I replied, as if I had not just let out some real big secret.

The first words out of his mouth were, "You're going to cream Kakkarot's brat." I should have known that was what my dad would have been most concerned about. I don't know why but despite that fact, I still felt a swell of pride in myself.

"Well, Goten can go super saiyan too," I commented without thinking. I watched his face go from smiling to serious.

"Who is stronger?" he asked.

"I'm a little stronger," I replied quickly. I left out that I was probably only stronger because I was older. My dad didn't ask me about, he just looked really thoughtful.

"I have a challenge for you Trunks," he said calmly. "If you can land a punch to my face, I'll take you to an amusement park this afternoon." I did not really want to go to the park, but I did want to spend some time with my dad that was not spent training.

"Really?" I asked in surprise. He nodded and I flew forward. I was punching faster than I could ever remember. However, I was not focusing on blocking as well. When I finally landed a soft punch to his cheek, he fired back one that connected with my nose and broke it. I felt my eyes fill with tears. I did not want to cry but I could not help myself. "You never said you would hit back," I told him.

"You should have been expecting it," he tossed back. He was treating me like I was any other opponent he had just beaten in a match. I felt like an idiot, which only made me want to cry even more. I watched him power down and turn off the gravity. "Let's go," he called out. Then he started to walk out of the gravity room.

"It's ok," I replied quickly and picked myself up off the floor. "I didn't want to go anyway. I'm just gonna go bandage my nose." Then I walked out until I was out of my dad's view. Then I ran to my mom's lab. She took me to the hospital and I was released later that evening after they had fixed my nose and bandaged it up.

Well, now I'm hiding in my room so my dad won't see the bandages. I should be healed by tomorrow and can go back to training.

-Trunks

END ENTRY

Vegeta felt a tear escape his eye as he remembered that day. He had truly not meant to hit Trunks back, it just happened out of reflex. He had allowed his pride to keep him from apologizing that day. His plan was to make it up to him at the park but Trunks had brushed him off.

He felt even worse about it now that he knew Trunks's nose had been broken and that he had went to the hospital. He guessed Bulma had never told him because she simply figured he would not care. He was anxious to read Trunks's thoughts on the tournament.

ENTRY

774 A.D.

Dear Journal,

The tournament was about a week ago. I hoped it would bring me and my dad closer, but it only dragged us further apart. So much has happened I am not sure where to begin.

When we arrived at the tournament Goten and I both thought that we would be competing against the grown ups. It turned out that since we were under the age of 15 we had to compete in the junior division. I was really upset, but Goten was happy about it. Seeing Goten's happiness made me wonder if it might actually be fun; it wasn't.

Nobody was a challenge for us and it was long and boring. They had some kind of qualifying round for adults but for us they let every hopeful little kid compete. I was pretty frustrated by the whole thing so I used more force than I should have on some snotty 13 year old. I just kept taking on kid after kid and waiting for my match up with Goten. I knew that my dad would be watching and if he saw me beat Goten he would be proud.

When it finally came time for us to fight, we spent a long time staring each other down. We were both concerned about making stupid mistakes that would cost the match. I think I took it a bit more seriously than he did, but he had a way of lightening the mood. I was trying to be serious as we stared at each other, but I would find myself smiling for no other reason than that he was smiling.

Finally, we flew at each other and the fight began. We tested our skills against each other one by one. It finally ended when I knocked him out of the ring and he was unable to stop himself from touching the bleachers with his feet. I was declared the winner of the junior division and heard the crowd applaud. I wished I could see the look on my dad's face but I would just have to wait until after the adult division.

After the bogus little match with Hercule was over with, I realized that I still wanted to fight against the adults. I convinced Goten to gang up on a man in costume known as Mighty Mask. It was easy to knock him out and make off with his costume. I decided that I would sit on Goten's shoulders and he would be the legs. He was pretty mad but when I cut some eyeholes for him he had no reason to complain.

We competed in the adult division as our dads flew off to investigate something. My dad came back as Majin Vegeta and blew up part of the tournament stadium. It killed a lot of people and I was stunned. As he and Goten's dad flew off to fight, Goten and I decided to follow them.

Much later, we approached my dad and told him we wanted to help him fight Buu. He then turned to me and said, "You know I never held you as a baby. I would like to hug you now." After a few seconds of hugging me, BAM, he landed a well placed blow to the side of my neck that rendered me unconscious.

I should have known better, I should have known he was just going to prove how inferior a fighter I was. I did not even see that one coming. I found out later that he knocked Goten out too and we were flown off by Goku's friends.

When Goten and I woke up we were told that my dad was dead and Goten and I needed to train. We trained and were also taught the fusion technique. When we used the technique we became one person named Gotenks. We were taught this technique so we could fight Buu, which is this ugly pink blob that was really strong. To say the least, we lost and the planet was destroyed. It was restored by the dragonballs and everyone was wished back, my dad included. I don't know why but a lot of people were surprised that my dad was wished back.

I guess growing up knowing about the dragonballs made the experience not quite sink in with me for a couple of days. When it finally did I became like a zombie. My mom was really worried about me but after I went to visit Goten I felt a little better.

It's strange because as goofy as he is, he was being pretty serious when I went to talk to him. We really talked about what happened and how we felt about it. We had always been friends cause we were both half saiyans that were only a year apart, but until that day we had never REALLY talked. When I flew home I felt some of the depression in me lifted.

Wow, I can't believe how much I wrote. I need to get to bed.

-Trunks

END ENTRY

Vegeta had always known that he was somewhat out of the look as far as his son was concerned, but it amazed him how many misperceptions his son had as a result. Trunks actually thought he had knocked him out to prove he was an inferior fighter. He would have thought it was obvious he had done it to save their lives. Then again after seeing him as Majin Vegeta, he was sure Trunks could probably believe anything about him.

He looked over at the alarm clock on the bedside table, it read 5:38 a.m. The morning was drawing close and he was not finished with the journal. He was also not ready yet to face Bulma. He closed the journal and left through the balcony doors.

He flew for about a half hour, holding the journal and searching for a good place to sit and finish reading it. He finally landed by a small pond that seemed vaguely familiar and prepared to read the next entry.

To Be Continued. . .

Author's Notes: In case anyone is interested, I received the info on the date (example 774 A.D.) through an issue of Beckett DBZ collector. It has been a long time since I saw the episodes in which some of these events take place so I apologize for any parts that are wrong. I hope everyone likes the story and leaves feedback