Minutes ago they had landed in another place to continue the difficult conversation, which seemed to be getting nowhere quickly. Goten had calmly listened to everything Goku had to say. Still his dark eyes were clouded with doubt. Vegeta's sensitive nostrils twitched with the dulling of Kakkarot's younger son's scent.
"Even then I had feelings for your father," Goku leveled his gaze. His voice crackled slightly, evoking a shiver from Goten.
"Even then?" Goten mouthed.
"So that's how it is?" Trunks murmured. Even with Goku's story, Trunks and Goten seemed uncomfortable in their own ways. Just how they displayed the conflicting emotions varied greatly between the two. Trunks shifted his weight from one foot to the other, choosing to stand up and pace in hesitant orbits around the three other figures seated in a circle.
"Did I say the wrong thing?" Goku asked.
"No... yes... I mean... dammit," Trunks sighed.
"You seem to doubt even now what is a reality of your blood," Vegeta started.
"Father, you don't make it easy! On one hand you want me to just accept that whatever 'urges' I feel are just something that's born in me cause I'm a Saiyan. But I'm human too!"
"Why does that make a difference?" Goten wondered.
"Because Goten, human men... also fall in love! Father's making it sound like we're just animals following an urge!" Trunks blurted out.
"Humans have the same tendencies towards same sex relationships too, idiot," Vegeta snickered. "Why should it matter?"
"I don't know!" Trunks shouted, throwing up his hands in frustration. Angrily he whirled around, his back muscles twitching spasmodically.
"Um, maybe we should just... not push things, Vegeta? I mean he seems pretty upset," Goku leaned over and whispered into Vegeta's ear.
"He shouldn't run. If he has something to say to me then he can say it now," Vegeta answered.
"I do not know if I am ready to talk, Father," Trunks said quietly. His blue eyes took on a frosty tinge, making Vegeta shiver with discomfort. Not always did he worry about his son's opinion of him, yet now...
"It's your choice, Trunks," Vegeta answered in a low tone.
"Trunks?" Goten asked. For all Goten's show of casual acceptance, Vegeta's gut instinct told him Goten was holding something back. As much as Goten seemed open, the Saiyan prince knew he grappled with facing Chichi later. Would he be forced to choose sides, and would he have the conviction to stand behind his decision to enter a relationship with Trunks?
"I need time... to take this all in. It wasn't supposed to be like this, Father. I was all set... to have you... it's just not... like I expected, dammit," Trunks blurted out.
"I hardly wonder if that matters. Nothing is as it's supposed to be Trunks. You should know that by now. As for your doubting my acceptance of your relationship to Kakkarot's brat, you could have had the courage to come to me yourself had you thought it necessary to ask for my 'blessing'. But then again, you are adult Trunks, and since when did my approval one way or the other make a difference. You've made your own decisions. And embraced your nature as it is," Vegeta started.
"Father, just don't..." Trunks raised his hands. "I've got too many things running through my mind... I don't want to say something I'll regret."
"Then say nothing. It's obvious that you're scared you'd either make an ass of yourself or some sentimental worry like that," Vegeta answered. "I repeat, since when did you care of what the world thought of you? Or are you letting yourself be judged by human standards of what a relationship between males SHOULD be?"
