02: Why
“Someone told me, love will all save us…but how can that be? Look what love gave us…a world full of killing and blood spilling….”
I look in the sky; it looks beautiful out here, with the pink blues coming together in the clouds. Once again memories flood my mind. “Look Trunks” Gohan said pointing to the sky. “Isn’t it beautiful?” he said again looking at my direction. “Yea, it looks great.” I sigh sadly and mumbled “I wish it would stay like this forever…” Gohan heard the last part Trunks mumbled and picked up the sadness in his voice. “Listen Trunks it will last like this forever, I promise you that me and you can sit out here one day and not worry about the destruction and deaths going on and pain that those monsters are causing out there, I promise you I’ll make that dream come true somehow…” Gohan said looking once again at Trunks. Trunks smiled, he believed in him, he knew that if someone was going to make a difference out there it would be him.
“Thank you Gohan” Trunks smiled back looking at the sky. I smiled back at that memory. The evening wind blows colder and harder the sky growing darker by the minute. “Well, Trunks looks like you better go back home before your mom gets worried.” I said to myself. I started to get up, bowed my head one last time at his grave and head off Capsule Corp. when I reached home my mom was outside staring at the evening sky, it looks like she cold I can tell by her shivering. “Kaasan what are you doing out here? It’s freezing.” She looked at me; I think I startled her since she jumped a little. “Oh, it's you Trunks dear, I was just looking at the sky.” She said looking back toward the sky. I smiled; she is so strong during this whole time, losing a husband, taking care of a baby all by herself, living though this life of running and hiding and the fear that today might be your last day. And yet still she wakes up in the morning and puts on a smiling face and tries to protect her son from all the dangers, but now she doesn’t have to worry anymore, the androids are dead, gone forever. I walk toward her “Come on let's go inside before you catch cold out here.” I said walking inside myself. “Heh, gosh Trunks you sound like you’re my dad or something.” She chuckled; I smiled “Yea, if you don’t get in here you're grounded!” I say trying to sound as serious as I can “Yes sir.” She said walking inside pouting, as she tries to hold back her quiet laugh.
I lay in bed; it’s about one in the morning. I can’t get to sleep. I look at the shadows of the leafless tree which the cold weather has stripped of all its beautiful leaves on my ceiling. I sit up in my bed looking around for my shirt and pants, I reach blindly for them hoping that I can found them soon; I must have been crazy going to sleep without my pants and shirt on. Once I found them I put them on. I sigh. “Why can’t I go to sleep?” I ask hoping someone or something would answer but just as my luck nothing answered back. I tried to go back to sleep but my eyes seemed to be wide awake. I tried everything to got to sleep listening to calming music, reading, doing some exercises, I even watched a romance movie just to get so bored of it that I had to go to sleep but my eyes were opened, not even just a little bit heavy. Growling I tried sleeping again, looking at the clock it read 3 A.M. growling again I got up walking down stairs to the kitchen “Maybe a snack would get me to sleep.” I thought to myself. As I rummage through the refrigerator I find some leftover chicken and rice. I warmed it up and began eating the rice. My eyes widen tears began to build up in my eyes. I stare at the rice…… “Mmm, rice attack!” Gohan shouted as he ate the rice. “Rice attack” Trunks copied as he ate the rice. Gohan chuckled and began eating the meat “Special meat finisher!” Gohan stuffed the meat in his mouth. Trunks copied once again “Special meat finisher!” and he began stuffing chunks of meat in his mouth just like his sensei. Once again Gohan chuckled. Tears fall in the rice. “Why am I so sad?” I asked myself. I continue to look at the food, I move some of it with my fork wondering why this sudden sadness ran over my whole body. I know I miss him, I really miss him but I thought that I would get over it. I knew it would take time, lots of time but it’s been almost eight years now and I still get tears in my eyes from remembering the stuff we did together when I was little. Why is it like this? Will I be hunted for the rest of my life with this sadness? Will I ever be happy? I don’t know why I ask these questions, nobody will answer them. I put away the food, I couldn’t eat anymore. I guess the sadness made me sleepy because I’m tired now. Walking up to my bedroom I feel the cold wind blow from a nearby window. Knowing my mom she would flip if this was left open even though she might have left it open, I don’t want to hear her yell in the morning. Once I was done closing the window I went to my room and fell asleep.
A bird's chirping could be heard. I open an eye and then suddenly closed it when the bright light shined against my face. I felt the warmth of the light. Wanted to go back to sleep I heard my mother call me. “Trunks get down here for breakfast, it's getting cold!” she shouted. I growled. I could care less if it got cold! I blinked. What was with that? Maybe I am just a little irritable from lack of sleep. I got up went to the bathroom to get cleaned up and went downstairs for breakfast.
“Trunks, did you get a good night's sleep?” my mother asked. I mumbled something that sounded close to “no”, she looked at me with her cerulean eyes filled with concern. “What’s wrong Trunks?” she asked.
“Nothing…” I murmur. “There’s something wrong Trunks I can tell with you.” She answered back. I had it up to here with her questions “There is nothing wrong! Why do you have to be so annoying!? Just leave me alone and leave your idiotic questions to yourself!” I got out of my chair and took off outside. Now, I’m sitting on a tree trunk staring at the sky. “What an idiot.” I murmur to myself. I don’t know why she aggravated me. She didn’t even ask me many questions. I feel so bad. I was such an asshole and snapped at her for no reason, all she wanted to know was how I was feeling and when she sensed something was wrong she wanted to know how she can make it better. I continued to stare at the sky. Some how I feel like he is watching me, like he is right there. Sometimes I can feel him, I sense him. I think am just too stressed. A couple of hours past. I guess I lost track of time, I got in a little nap while I was out here. I guess a little nap did me good since I don’t feel angry or sad. I flew home, when I got to the doorstep I froze, I couldn’t go in there something was holding me back. The guilt is doing that, I still feel guilty for yelling at my mom. With a deep breath and several minutes standing out there I walked in. The smell of my mom's cooking filled the air, my stomach growled. I followed the smell to the kitchen where my mom was cooking. She didn’t even notice me there; I could have been a robber or something and killed her. I walked right behind her and tapped her shoulder. She jerks back, with fear in her eyes. Is it fear for me? Or fear that I was a robber? “Mother…I’m sorry for yelling at you…I am really sorry, please forgive me; I was just a little angry and needed time for myself to relax. I hope you forgive me.” I said looking down at my boots. She put her hand on my shoulder. “Trunks, I forgive you. I know how you feel, I’m sorry for asking you so many questions.” She said softly. I stared back. “You don’t need to be sorry, you did nothing wrong. You were just concerned.” I hugged her tightly. “Now are you hungry?” she asked. “No” I replied. Just then my stomach growled really loud. I blushed in embarrassment. She laughed. “Let me go finish dinner so my little blushing boy can eat.” With that she went to go finish dinner……
