Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Stealing Time ❯ Alternating Moods ( Chapter 21 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

A/N: Sorry I'm so sorry. I've got WADD (writers attention deficit disorder). If the story isn't at the forefront of my mind its hard to write or finish a chapter but tis back now and I'll try to push out more, no promises but I can guarantee another chapter before next year ;o). Hope its still worth the wait and you enjoy reading after such a long break. I do appreciate the reading and any reviewing. Once AFF.Net is done with construction I'll be uploading it there and still here. Oh and apologies for any missed mistakes and for using the word alter in all the titles I'll try to stop or atleast 'alternate' between chapter titles.
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Warnings: Language, mentions of yaoi m/m activity

The alters: Anger Sadness Envy Lust Playful Loving

Stealing Time
Chpt 21- Alternating Moods

Trunks and Goten were up in the lavender haired teen's room silently taking care of each others injuries. Goten was giving quick glances to his boyfriend, who had been too quiet the entire trip home to now. Deciding to shake that too hard concentration out of his lover he reached over and hugged him carefully to not aggravate their wounds. Trunks froze but then relaxed into the embrace and pulled back a little smiling at him.

"What was that for?" He asked.

"You just looked like you needed it." Goten answered simply and went back to putting his shirt back on, covering the bandages Trunks had put on him minutes ago.

"Yeah I guess I was kind of spacing out. You think Goku found my dad?"

Goten paused looking up to think. "Hmm.. yeah I think so. If not he would have popped in by now to see if Vegeta were here with us."

Trunks' mouth twisted in agreement. The slightly older teen weighed his options to bring the subject up or not and decided he had to. "Sooo what was all that about outside? With Goku and having something important to tell my dad. You seem pretty in the know."

Goten smirked at just how in the know he was, recalling the "go for it" conversation he'd had with his dad days before. "Well remember when we were talking about how cool it'd be if our dads got together?" He paused receiving a slow nod of remembrance from Trunks before going on. "That's what I hope they're talking about now."

"Oh."

"Oh?" Goten's brow quirked. "Don't tell me you changed your mind about wanting them to get together."

"No its just, I don't know if its the right time for that now."

Goten sighed and crossed the short space between him and his solemn lover on the bed. "Trunks, this is the best time for it." Sitting on his knees Goten placed both hands on the other males shoulders giving him a little shake while he spoke. "You know power of love and yada yada. Maybe it'll really help Vegeta." He let go and pulled away.

"I hope so but I can't help but think it might just make my dad worse."

Goten shook his head choosing not to comment while Trunks went back to checking his body over one last time for any missed bruises. They suddenly heard sounds coming from downstairs. "Hey hear that?" Goten asked. "I think that's them now." Both boys got up to rush downstairs. The first thing they heard was Goku's happy sounding voice drifting through the halls.

"Will you be quiet Kakarot before the whole world hears you." Vegeta spoke with exasperation not being too quiet himself.

"Well they should know eventually." Goku countered.

Vegeta stopped walking and whirled around towards Goku who stumbled back trying not to knock into the smaller man. "No they shouldn't!" He hissed.

Goku looked confused. "...But why not?"

"Because I said we'd try." Vegeta forced his anger to calm and lowered his voice seeing how hurt Goku was. "This is a trial Kakarot. I could change my mind you know."

Goku slowly changed his pout to a tiny smile of resolve. "I guess I can live with that. I'll just make sure you can't change your mind." He declared accepting the challenge the Saiyan prince hadn't really initiated.

"Fine, whatever." Vegeta shook his head. 'I have to find a way out of this mess. What the hell was I thinking making a deal with... with myself to be with Kakarot! and for what a moments peace of mind. Kami this is insane. I'm insane...'

Entering the main part of the house they find Trunks and Goten coming off the last few steps. Vegeta was quick to avoid eye contact and made a b-line for the couch. He was mildly aware of what had happened outside with himself and the boys but not ready or even certain how to deal with it. Because in his reality it wasn't himself that the boys were fighting with. That thought alone made him cringe inwardly. Maybe he really was losing his mind.

Trunks wasn't about to let his father get away that easily and headed straight after him joining him on the couch to Vegeta's dismay. "Hey what happened out there where'd you go?"

Trying not to hesitate or seem troubled Vegeta put up his nonchalance. "Its a free planet I can go wherever I choose."

Trunks frowned. "That may be true but considering you asked us to spar then left us for dead I think I have a right to know."

"Its not my fault you boys couldn't put up a good battle, I was bored waiting so I took a walk, or fly as it were." Pleased with his answer Vegeta stood with every intention to leave and end the conversation before his stubborn son could drag the issue out. He walked past Kakarot and his son quietly talking to head for the kitchen. Goten gave him a creepy wide smile as he passed. "I need a drink." The prince mumbled as his excuse for leaving.

Trunks joined the other two waiting expectantly for Goku to fill him in. He tried to ignore the elated look on the mans face it was obvious whatever talk Goku had had with his dad went the hero's way.

"Told ya Trunks, our dads are on their way to being as happy as you and I are." Goten boasted.

"Great." He tried to put on a smile. "Why don't you fill us in on the details."

"Sure." Goku spoke warily having the feeling that Trunks wasn't as thrilled about the idea as Goten was. "When I found Vegeta he was just kind of hovering in air, I got closer and he seemed to be, I don't know talking to himself. He was so enthralled he didn't even notice my approach."

"That's not good, did you hear what he was saying"

"Not exactly but it seemed like harmless mental banter, everyone does it, talking out loud to theirself."

"That's true." Goten added to help prove his dads point.

"I know but this is different something's wrong with my dad. I know there is, you guys know it too. He's not himself all the time and the books I've been reading confirm talking to yourself as one of the symptoms. Having a hard time remembering where you've been or what you've done. Making excuses for odd behavior."

"But Trunks we don't have any actual proof of some of those things." Goten countered.

"Maybe you don't but I do and so does Goku." He fixed said man in a hard stare. Lowering his voice he added. "That's why we're trying to get proof. So no one can deny what's going on any longer including and especially my dad."

"I know Trunks and I'm sorry if it seems like I'm making light of this. Its just so hard to believe you know but believe me I want nothing more than for Vegeta to be well."

"So you guys can date right?"

"Yes but that's not the only reason and you know that. I can care about you both, Trunks you're family to me just as much as my own kids are. And I've wanted your father to be apart of that for awhile too. We can't be alone forever and that's why we agreed to try and build some kind of relationship."

Trunks sighed. "I know Goku and that would be great having all of us together and knowing my dad won't be lonely whether he admits he is or not." Trunks shook his head in disbelief at how rude he'd been. "I'm sorry. I've just been so worried and frustrated over all of this. My dad having you around more would be good for him and you could keep an extra eye on him."

"Exactly what I was thinking." Goku added with a smile. "We'll help him through this together Trunks, I promise." He patted the boys shoulder firmly until Trunks nodded in agreement. "So we're ok?"

"Yeah Goku we're ok and good luck, with or without an illness I know my dad's gonna give you hell about your relationship."

Goku and Goten laughed simultaneously. "That's true but like all good things it takes some effort to work."

"We'd better go check on him now. If this morning's battle is anything to judge by whatever is wrong with him has been acting up already and for who knows how long." They all followed Trunks into the kitchen where Vegeta was supposed to be but wasn't.

"He's not here."

"But he said he needed a drink." Goten recalled.

Trunks looked around and found the semi empty glass sitting on the counter by the sink. "He was here, split up he's either in the house or outside and couldn't have gotten too far."

Vegeta was hiding out in the bathroom down the hall from the kitchen. His hands were resting heavily on the sink rim as he gripped it.

"Where are you miserable headaches now?" He asked himself aloud referring to the voices in his head. "I don't care what the damn deal was we made if I actually want you around you should show yourself." He grumbled. He waited and heard and felt nothing. "Damnit, I need you to get me out of this. I can't do it!" He looked up and pounded his fist on the mirror in front of him.

Backing away from the mirror he ran his hands down his face. "What am I saying? Of course there's nothing there, I'm just going crazy." He stared at himself hard in the mirror and noticed the bags forming under his eyes. He hadn't really had a decent sleep in weeks . It had been more like passed out and waking unrested.

"No, I'm not crazy I refuse to believe it. This is just some demented nightmare and I haven't woken up yet." He turned the sink water on and splashed cold water on his face a few times, then smacked it trying to regain his senses. Frowning at his reflection he toweled himself dry and left the bathroom.

"Daaad!"

Hearing his son calling Vegeta froze mid step and mumbled to himself. "Can't have a damn moment of peace around here." He headed towards hos sons scratchy voice and bumped into him rounding a corner. Vegeta stood solid while Trunks stumbled back a bit from the collision.

"Oh, there you are."

Vegeta's eyes narrowed. "Nice observation." He said smarmily. "What do you want now? Can't a man use the blasted bathroom without the watchdogs coming after him."

"Its not like that. We jus-"

"It sure as hell isn't like that." Vegeta cut his son off and began jabbing an angry finger at the teen's chest. "I will not have you and your pack following me around constantly or sniffing me out when I take off. Got it!" He pulled back. "I'm a grown ass man I don't need you watching me." He pulled back and walked away leaving Trunks frowning heavily.

"That's fine dad," He bit out. "The camera's will watch you for me." He followed after his disillusioned father into the living room running into Goten on his way.

"I see you found him."

"Yeah false alarm."

"Good." Goten followed Trunks to join the others. "So how about some lunch, all that fighting wore me out. I can go to work and pick up some Sonics."

"Sounds great." Goku answered from his place on the couch next to Vegeta.

"I might need some help carrying it." Goten gave Trunks a look implying that the lavender haired teen should come with him. Trunks glared back and the two shared unspoken dialogue that went on unseen by their parents.

Goten nodded towards his dad and Vegeta signaling that the two might need some alone time. Trunks gently shook his head expressing his concern over leaving them alone right now. Goten countered with an expression saying he disagreed and followed it with a pleading look. Trunks sighed in defeat glancing at their fathers sitting awkwardly on the couch.

"Alright I'll go with you."

"Great! We won't be long." Goten grabbed Trunks' arm and pulled him along.

"You guys will wait here right?" Trunks called out.

"Of course." Goku answered back before the boys disappeared out the door.

As soon as they were outside Goten grabbed Trunks by the face and planted a quick crushing kiss to his boyfriends pouting lips.

"What was that for?" Trunks asked trying to keep the bitterness from his voice. He knew Goten meant well and that he himself was just being overly protective and paranoid about his fathers condition. He couldn't keep taking it out on his long time best friend and lover.

"First for not hitting me," His lover joked. "Also for coming with me. Our dads need some alone time T' to get their relationship going. You saw how uncomfortable they were back there right?"

"Yeah I guess. Lets just hurry up anyway though. I'll drive."

"Gotcha." They headed for the car sitting in the garage and Trunks paused a moment. He remembered the last time they had been in the car together. It was when his dad first truly flipped out in front of him and wasn't acting like himself. Trunks could still recall the damage the man had done to their other car, which was now in the repair shop, and he could still hear his fathers screams at the hospital. Shaking it off he got in the car trying to forget about that for now, otherwise he'd end up not caring about his fathers budding love life or trying to appease Goten.

Inside Goku was twitchy and squirmy sitting beside Vegeta on the couch, just a few inches between them. The prince was obviously upset and distracted about something and earth's savior wasn't sure how to redirect him.

Vegeta wasn't completely unaware of the movement to his left and side eyed the man narrowing his eyes. "Kakarot!" He snapped out. "Keep still or go away."

Goku laughed awkwardly. "Sorry guess I'm just a little antsy."

"Hm." Vegeta crossed his arms to avoid being brushed by the squirmy man beside him. Goku cleared his throat glancing around for a distraction and spotted the TV remote on the other side of Vegeta.

"Excuse me." He mumbled leaning over the smaller mans form to grab it. Vegeta couldn't help but smell the musk from nervous adrenaline coming off of the man. His body reacted a bit inside. Dark eyes watching the slightly goofy man sit back against the couch after retrieving his desired object. Vegeta's eyes wandered down as Goku adjusted his sitting position slightly lifting his lower half off of the cushion to settle back down.

"This should help." Goku said completely oblivious to the staring as he turned the television on and began scanning channels.

Vegeta hadn't really heard what he'd said busy studying his rivals profile concluding that the fighter wasn't bad looking at all, actually handsome when he wasn't goofing around or showing the prince up in battle. His eyes wandered down to defined arm muscles that were exposed and bare from the sleeves orange shirt Kakarot wore that day. Then he glimpsed a firm shapely chest pushing the shirt material outward. His eyes eventually settled on the mans lap where the remote was carelessly dangling. Vegeta had seen the man partially naked before around water in battle when clothes had been removed or slightly burned from energy but he'd never truly "seen" all of the man completely.

Something inside the prince's body stirred above and below making him begin to feel as twitchy as Kakarot had been a moment ago. Feeling the sudden shift of cushion Goku glanced over and caught Vegeta starring. "Oh you want the remote?" He offered the plastic device, bringing Vegeta from his momentary stupor.

Suddenly feeling warm Vegeta quickly turned his attention elsewhere. "No I don't." He blurted out hoping the other would let the matter go.

"Oh.. o.k." Goku eyes lingered on his ne wlover for a few more seconds. He smiled to himself.

"Don't you know staring is impolite." Vegeta stated acutely aware of the mans looking and fully aware of what a hypocrite he was just then.

"Sorry, its just...never mind."

It went uncomfortably quiet between the two. Goku thinking about his relationship and how to convince Vegeta that it would work if he'd actually participate. Even though he wasn't a expert on the matter himself. When Chichi was alive she pretty much controlled everything. Which was exactly why Goku found himself often running off or avoided being around the brash woman as much as possible.

Vegeta was pondering ways to subtly get up and escape the suddenly awkward situation without Kakarot questioning or following him. He couldn't be sure if it was just lack of personal contact with another or something else causing his brain to wander into dark places he normally kept at bay. The idea that he and Kakarot would be alone for an undetermined amount of time was tempting his body in ways it hadn't felt in a very long time.

You really are a stubborn bastard

Vegeta almost jumped from start at the sudden intrusion of a voice. He glanced around briefly realizing it hadn't been from the concentrated man sitting next to him, he was washed with a feeling of dread.

You are aware of what should be happening right now, why are you fighting it

There was no responding to a voice in his head out loud, especially with someone else in the room. Not knowing how else to deal with this still baffling phenomenon he opted for thinking instead and hoping that worked.

'What happened to our deal of leaving me alone?'

You don't really want that now do you

Frowning Vegeta kept quiet. It was a strange matter that he didn't even want to give thought to. Because deep down he knew the answer wouldn't be good for his state of mind or well being. If he truly was going insane acknowledging it was the first step to letting it take him over.

'This is your doing, making me think these impure thoughts about Kakarot of all people.'

You forget prince our thoughts are your thoughts you've been supressing these feeligns for so long and this is the result

'That's ridiculous.'

What's ridiculous is a man denying himelf the simple pleasures of life, what kind of a Saiyan are you

'Never question my heritage. Whatever the hell this is just stop it permanently!'

"Rrr." Vegeta's head began throbbing in his frontal lobe. He leaned back resting against the couch cushion. Goku glanced over looking worried.

"Are you tired?" He asked.

Vegeta opened his eyes slowly glancing sideways at Goku's stern face. It took a minute before he realised this was his chance to get away. "Not tired, just a headache."

"Oh I can get you somethi-"

"No Kakarot, you stay here. I know where the pills are, I'll get them." He got up quickly regretting the pain it caused but ignored it to make a quick exit.

"Hm." Goku forced himself to remain where he was as he watched Vegeta ascend the stairs. Frowning he turned back to the t.v. not the least bit interested in the comedy that was on.

Upstairs Vegeta went straight for the bed side table where the pill bottles were. He picked up the sleeping pills and put them down and when he grabbed the medicine from the doctor his hand froze. The bottle was empty. "What the hell." He tried to recall what could have happened to them but came up empty. "I'm certain I didn't take all of these." He glanced around for the second bottle, not finding it he opened drawers and moved things around coming up empty. "Damnit!"

Thinking he may have thrown them in detest during some point between the other night and now Vegeta started searching other areas of the room. Behind the single chair, the bed near the curtains and over to the potted plant, that he was still unsure of why it remained. Getting closer to the greenery he noticed something off about it. His eyes narrowed in curiosity as he crouched down and moved the large leaves aside.

"What the hell is this?" He reached in and pulled out a tiny camera, his brows furrowed anger rising inside. "Are they... recording me?" He whispered. "They're... spying on me!" His voice raised with the anger he felt. "That stupid brat is spying on me now!" He stood and dropped the tiny piece of equipment crushing it beneath his boot. He stood in place for minutes fuming over his discovery not sure what else to do.

There was a faint sound of laughter brewing in his mind, a bitter, accusing sound.

This is exactly what I mean, these are the people you call family. The ones you're supposed to trust and care for.

Vegeta balled his hands into fist listening at the inner ramblings of his mind, not sure if they were thoughts of his own thinking or words being spoken to him from a voice inside his head.

They can't even give you the benefit of the doubt, they think you're insane, dangerous. First they follow you around like you're an incompetant. Now they're video taping you in your own private quarters

Vegeta was fuming inside.

So much for staying out of it. Don't listen Vegeta your son loves you. He only wants to prove you need his help.

No he's just looking for a chance to get rid of us, of you. First spying soon back to that Kami forsaken hospital and they'll keep you under lock and key, experimenting on you like some test subject

I can't believe he did this and if there's one than there might be others

Eyes wide at what he was hearing in his head Vegeta stormed out of the bedroom and down the hall to his sons vacant quarters. He knew there'd be no camera in there but there was a chance Trunks had a spare bottle of medicine. He had to find it he had to shut them up lest their words truly begin to sink in and he ends up succumbing to the emotions welling inside of him.

I wouldn't bother The alter laughed. I burned those pills to ashes. They won't help you they're only there to supress your true self

"No no no he has to have more somewhere. I have to get rid of you." Trying his hardest to ignore the noise going on inside of him he yanked open drawers and searched on shelves before leaving the room and heading into the bathroom down the hall. He gave it the same treatment coming up empty.

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Trunks and Goten were on their way home from picking up the food. Goten was already eating tator tots from one of the bags while Trunks drove silently in concetration.

"Hey loosen up, it'll be fine you'll see and if not I promise to never say those words again." Goten spoke holding up one tot free hand as if on the witness stand making the pledge of speaking nothing but the truth.

"Ah, 'Ten you don't have to say that. I mean I am just over worrying,"

"With good reason." Goten added.

"Maybe but that's no excuse to keep dreading something that may or may not happen. Besides, who's gonna keep me sane and hopeful when things do go wrong."

"I can defenitely do that." He takes a sip of the slushie drink he'd already plunged a straw into when the order first came to them.

Trunks glanced his boyfriends action and shook his head. "You keep eating and there won't be anything left by the time we get home."

"Eheh." Goten laughed and closed up the bag placing it on the seat in the back. "Better drive faster then."

Trunks laughed while turning the car around a corner picking up speed to get them home before they'd have to go back to the fast food restaurant and reorder.

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Vegeta nearly tore apart Trunks room and the bathroom and came up empty. The voices had been relentless through his entire search. Trying to calm him down and rile him up all at once. He could feel a heaviness of emotions trying to weigh him down and decided to stop looking. Back in his bedroom he sank onto the edge of the bed resting his head in his hands, that were supported by his knees.

"Why? Why are they doing this to me? They're trying to make me crazy... they're all trying to make me crazy!"

Finally starting to see it my way and this is why we need to take back control, of ourself of this world

Don't listen to him Vegeta no one is trying to make you crazy not us not your family and friends they want to help you

This feels like betrayal to me

"All of you just go away!"

"Vegeta?"

The Saiyan prince's head shot up as he stared at the doorway where Kakarot stood. "Who are you talking to?"

"Myself, what's it to you?" Vegeta shot back not trying to hide is anger or frustration at the moment.

"That's alright, plenty of people talk to theirselves when they're alone, I do it all the time." Goku waved his hands in front of his face as a gesture of peace. "You were just up here for awhile and I wondered where you were."

"Or you were spying on me." The prince grumbled but loud enough to be heard.

"What? Spying?" Goku was dumbfounded and stepped farther into the room. "I wouldn't do that to you."

"Maybe you wouldn't." Vegeta stood up and began pacing around the room.

"Oookay." Goku was bewildered watching his new lover walk holes in the floor.

If there is a camera in your bedroom there are probably more elsewhere

Vegeta froze midstep looking vacant but wide eyed.

Hahahahaha

Goku's brow quirked at the strange behavior as Vegeta suddenly pushed past him and out of the room making his way downstairs.

"Wait, Vegeta where are you going, what's going on?" He followed after.

Before Vegeta had the chance to start tearing apart the livingroom and searching for more camera's the front door opened revealing a smiling teen couple. Trunks's mood had improved drastically since they left the house that morning. On the rest of the ride home Goten made it his job to relax his boyfriend more by giving him some special attention while he drove. Trunks was reluctant at first but had no choice but to sit back and enjoy the feel of Goten massaging his manhood and planting kisses all over his ear and neck. He returned those kisses eagerly once they actually reached Capsule Corp and parked the car in the driveway. Their four play probably would have gone further if the carton holding their drinks hadn't almost tipped over from eratic movement. Both boys separated and laughed while makign sure the drinks were still secure and that was when Trunks sobered up and forced them out of the car. The food was defenitly cold but nothing chef microwave couldn't take care of in minutes. Now they were noisly coming inside and missed the look of icy bitterness Vegeta was giving his son.

'Damnit!' He swore inwardly as a little voice whispered inside of him.

No worries we'll search for the rest later

"Hey you're back." Goku spoke the obvious as he made it downstairs.

"Yup, gonna have to reheat this though." Goten announced holding up the bags of food, he'd bought enough to satisfy himself and his father knowing Trunks and Vegeta weren't nearly as big of an eater as they were, unless they were in training. Goten headed for the kitchen while Trunks and Goku watched Vegeta follow after him. The two shared a look of question.

Not sure what Trunks wanted from him Goku opted for, "Everything seems to be alright." He shrugged.

With an unsuspected smile the teen replied. "Good, Hey I'll be right back I need to use the bathroom." He moved past Goku patting the older mans shoulder as he did so.

"Huh," Goku was contemplative. "Someone's in a good mood. Maybe Goten finally got him to come around. I just hope everything really is all right with Vegeta." He recalled what had just happened upstairs. On his way into the kitchen Goku put it in the back of his mind to ask Vegeta later what had him so fired up.

Upstairs Trunks was still feeling in a better mood on his way to his room to change from his and Goten's spontaneous car play. He immediately froze upon entering. "What the hell.." He spoke quietly. His eyes quickly scanned the room from the drawers being pulled open and out, clothes spilling onto the floor and dangling from them. The closet was much the same way and the matress had been slid aside, as if someone were looking under it and dropped it back down without a care. His expression slowly went from confusion to upset. "So much for everything being fine Goku." He couldn't believe the man was already lying to him again so soon after he'd just given him a second chance.

'Wait a minute Trunks there could be any number of explinations for this.' He tried to pacify himself. 'Who am I kidding.' Shaking his head he grabbed what he needed and headed for the bathroom out in the hall.

"You've got to be kidding me." The space was in the same state of disarray but with less to clean up. Just an opened medicine cabinet and linen closet with a few things lingering out of place. Gritting his teeth Trunks slammed the door and quickly cleaned himelf up and the bathroom before rushing out and back down the stairs. In the kitchen everyone had already set out the food and began eating, with the exception of Vegeta who seemed to be quietly contemplating while picking at the contents on his plate. His fathers face read anything but fine to the teen.

Clearning his throat for their attention Trunks tried not to let on that anything was wrong. "Uh Goku could I see you for a minute?"

Food midway to his mouth Goku set the item down and stood. "Sure." He followed Trunks out of the kitchen not seeing the way Vegeta sneared at both of thier backs.

"Well more for us." Goten said smiling at Vegeta, who gave him a 'yeah right' expression in return.

Goku followed Trunks upstairs and to his bedroom keeping quiet until the teen stepped aside showing him the room. "Geez. What happened in here?"

"That's what I'd like to know. I found it this way when we got back. The bathroom was the same way. You said everything was alright while we were gone." He gestured with hands at the mess. "Obviously it was a lie."

"Now wait a minute Trunks I didn't do this, and Vegeta and I weren't fighting or anything. If we were it wouldn't have been in your bedroom." He scratched at the unruly mess of hair on hi head. "I don't know how this happened, oh wait-"

"What?"

"We were watching television, Vegeta said he had a headache and came upstairs looking for medicine. He probably couldn't find them and thought you might have them. And you know how much he cares for other peoples things." Goku already began to relax at the realization of what the man was doing upstairs for so long.

"Are you sure that's all this was?" Trunks tried to regain himself and not stay completely angry.

"Pretty sure. Trunks I know you're worried but you have to have a little more faith in me that I can take care of Vegeta when you aren't around. I've invested something in him too ya know. I wouldn't jeopardize that for either of us."

Trunks took a deep breath and sighed. "I know... ugh, I know. I'm trying really. Sorry for blaming you."

"Its o.k. I would have been upset if I were in your position too. Now just come back and eat with us. Maybe get your dad to have something too, he's being stubborn about the choice in quisine." Goku joked taking the tension out of the air.

"Yeah, I guess I can clean this up later."

"Good." Goku wrapped an arm around the lavender haired teens shoulders and walked out with him. Trunks forced any worry out of his mind for the moment knowing the cameras were rolling and if anything strange had happened he could check them later and find out. It'd be all the proof he'd need for himself, the doctors but most importantly his father. To prove the man needed serious medical help.

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