Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ I love you this much ❯ I love you this much ( Chapter 1 )

Trunks struggled against the weight of the room, he glanced to his father, he seemed to be doing just fine. He on the other hand, wasn't doing too hot. The pressure was getting to him, and not just the pressure of the gravity room, he wanted to make his father proud. He wanted to make Vegeta love him and treat him like he was his son, not just another opponent in a battle , he wanted to have a daddy, not a sparring Buddy, that was Goten.

-He can't remember the times that he thought
Does my daddy love me? Probably not-

Vegeta looked over at the young boy who reminded him so much of himself, and scowled.

"Boy what do you think you are doing?!..", He Spat at in his son's direction, with a grim look of annoyance.

-But that didn't stop him from wishing that he did
Didn't keep him from wanting or worshiping him-

"I'm training….", Trunks said with as much courage as he could muster.

"You call that training?", Vegeta smirked and laughed cruely at the little boy in front of him.

-He guesses he saw him about once a year-

"You want to really see some training?", Vegeta crouched down into his fighting stance as a little Trunks watched wide eyed. "Then try and fight me boy." , Vegeta had a spark in in his eyes,… `Is that hate?...but….why......why do you hate me so much Daddy?...What is it that I did so wrong….why won't you just tell me', Trunks mind screamed at him.

-He could still feel the way he felt-

Trunks jaw met head on with Vegeta's fist, the impact was so great it sent the young boy sprawling into the wall. Tears blurred Trunks vision as he looked up to his father, he didn't want to fight, he wanted, a father. Why was that so much to ask for?

-Standing in tears-

Trunks laid there limp, not wanting to move, what was the use, he'd just get knocked back down. But Vegeta wouldn't have it, he walked over to the boy and picked him up by the collar. "Well….are you even going to try?", he chuckled in Trunks face.

-Stretching his arms out as far as they'd go-

"No….", Trunks braced himself for another blow, a blow that to his surprise never came.

"And why not?", Vegteta asked letting the curiousity in his voice show a bit.

-Whispering daddy, I want you to know-

"Because I love you Dad…I……don't want to fight…..I just want to….be Trunks…your Son", the tears spilled from the boys eyes, and the small droplets soon hit the floor.

Vegeta was a bit taken back by how forward his son was, emotion was not something Vegeta was ever very good at. He was a cold and ruthless space warrior, he just wasn't cut out to be a father, at least not at this moment in time as he slammed Trunks into the cold steal wall.

-I love you this much-

"Don't let your emotions get the best of you boy", he growled and let his grip go on Trunks and watched as he slid down the hard wall to a heap in the floor choking, from the pressure put on his his small diaphram.

-And I'm waiting on you..-

Vegeta had a sly grin plastered to his face as he walked out of the gravitiy room, leaving Trunks alone and hurt. Why couldn't he just be a dad? A normal Father?

Goten hadn't even known his father till a few days ago, when he had been brought back to life. And even though Goku had never known the boy, he loved him, he treated him like a prince. But Trunks WAS a prince and still treated like dirt, by his father who he had known his whole life.

-To make up your mind……do you love me too?-

Trunks began to cry, he hated it, why did everybody get to have a father and he got a emotionless bastard? He didn't have a dad he had a torturer, a curse, a Vegeta.

-However long it takes-

He shook his head and got to his feet wiping his tears on his shirt sleeve, he wasn't going to let it get him down. Vegeta may have been a cold bastard but he was still his father and if Goten could get a total stranger to fall in love with him, like he did Goku, then he could win over the man he'd shared a household with for eight years.

-I'm never giving up-

Trunks grinned as he looked out the window and saw his father standing against their fence, brows furrowed in thought. Maybe Vegeta was having second thoughts about making him feel so horrible, maybe he could become the son Vegeta had always wanted yet.

"Don't worry Dad….I WILL..make you proud", he said and walked out of the room, "I swear it. And no matter what…", he smiled as the double doors opened and reveled a regretful Vegeta, "you'll still be my Dad.", Trunks smiled and latched onto Vegeta's waist in a hug, Vegeta smiled and placed his hand on his son's head.

-No matter what, I love you this much….-

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