Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Story of Truten ❯ Two ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter Two: A Journey Back

When Truten had originally planned on taking his grandpa back to see his parents he had not counted on leaving so soon. He was hoping for a little longer to eat and rest and eat some more- but he was quickly disappointed. He should have known that once he had gotten Goku excited about some thing that was what was going to happen. He was like that himself.

It was a little over and hour later when Goku drug Truten out the entrance to his desert cave. Truten really was not up for the flight but he figured he might as well get it over with. Imagine his surprise when he heard Goku say-

"I think we will find trunks first so that I can surprise Goten later."

Then Goku grabbed Truten's arm (nearly ripping it out of its socket) placing two fingers to his forehead, they were gone….

***Capsule Corporation 2:15 PM***

….And they reappeared. One the desk of a very startled Trunks.

"What the fuck? I mean- DAMN IT! Goten is going to kill me for using `that language in front of our son.'."

"Awww come on dad- you taught me some of my best vocabulary…"

"Ahh- shut up." Trunks said playfully. "So- umm Goku, nice to know you are alive and um… what are you doing here? Not that I am not happy you are I am just saying that- I mean you haven been gone for a long time and well… you know I mean.."

"Dad?"

"Yes Truten?"

"You're doing that thing again."

"What thing."

"That thing where you say a whole lot of absolutely nothing."

"Oh."

"Any way Trunks.." Goku broke in. "I actually wanted to know… well where babies come from?"

"What?!" Trunks nearly fell backwards in his leather business chair. "You want to know… what? Goku you have two kids!!"

"Yeah dad he thinks they came from the stork- I asked him, he just wanted to know. As well as I- exactly how to saiyin males have children."

Trunks sat there with his mouth open for a while. Thinking over what his son had just said. Wondering if he could escape the subject this time. Probably not. He could usually get around telling his son the whole truth- I mean Truten got the gist of how it works but- he didn't want to tell him that he had--- Well if Truten was going to get reinforcements then damn it! So was he!

"Yeah okay- you win Truten." Trunks gave in.

"Aww come on dad you say the same thing every time, I am old enough to know I swea- What did you say?!"

"I said you win. One condition though." Trunks added.

"And what would that be."

"We're going to wait till tonight when your papa and I are together to tell you. Now get off my desk" Trunks said with a playful push.

Truten not wanting to push his luck agreed. He had waited to long to know the truth. Well all of it any way. He knew that one of two males would carry the child- but how one decided who would have that job he had no clue. Was it a who's on top who's on bottom kind of game? Because in the case he was no sooner to finding out who had actually birthed him because that changed on a regular basis. He had asked his Granddad Vegeta once how babied like this were born. He taught that they must have to perform some sort of c-section but he had said saiyin male pregnancies had a built in one. At the end of the 5th term (as Saiyin's stay pregnant for 10-12 Earth months) The stomach of the person birthing the child will split one layer of skin at a time. Apparently quite painful.

SO at least Truten was loved- even if no one- family, fiends, parents- would tell him HOW he came into this world…

Half and hour later they were walking down the steps of Capsule Corps. Main business office.

Trunks deciding that he did not want to go home strait away made the decision to drive back with an excited yet strangely quite Goku and Truten.

Then suddenly- as just to spite Trunks came a groaning from the back seat.

"Goku? Is that you what's the matter with you?"

"Nothing." Goku said strangely. "I just get a little car sick."

Trunks thought that through for a minuet before laughing. The ultimate fighter in the universe and he gets carsick.

Then he noticed that his son had seemed not to notice that any thing had even been said.

"Truten what's the matter?" Trunks asked slightly concerned.

"Nothing dad. I just… I finally am going to know. I don't understand what was such a big deal about who `birthed' me that no one wanted to tell me before."

"Oh… You knew that much did you? Your grandfather told you this I guess?"

Truten nodded as Trunks pulled into his driveway.

"Don't worry, we will tell you all about it tonight."