So I once heard that Akira Toriyama was asked who he'd pair Trunks with and he said the daughter of Launch and Tien, this obviously did not make the cut in the series but I am going to give it a shot. I am gonna start this as a one shot and if it is any good and deserves some more chapters review and tell me or it is staying a one shot. PS Meshi is a type of white rice

Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ

And now introducing Meshi: Daughter of Launch and Tien

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP*

"Shut up."

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP*

"Ugh, alright, alright." I groan as I reach over to my alarm. I keep missing the button but I refuse to open my eyes at this ungodly hour. Finally I hit the button and roll back over to my previous sleeping position. Until five minutes later…

*BEEP!* *BEEP!* *BEEP!* *BEEP!*

Damn snooze button.

I succumb to its adamant screams and turn my lamp to find the switch that'll kill the bane of my ears for another 24 hours. Why do I get up every morning at six again? Oh yeah cause waking up any later will make me feel as if I wasted time that could be used on something productive, of course I never feel that way when the alarm goes off.

I turn off the lamp and on the main light in my room and quickly change out of my night gown. An hour of last minute homework later and it's time to head out. As I am prepared to run out my door and take a quick inventory of myself in the mirror.

Seventeen years old, tall and slender with lean athletic muscles hidden under a yellow turtleneck and brown pants. My face looks like my mother's and her pale skin, my plum colored hair is in a pixie cut, like Katie Holmes, with small blonde streaks throughout. I did not get much from my father in the looks department and I'm glad. Love ya Dad but I really don't want a third eye.

I grab my brown lather satchel that triples as my purse, book bag, and tennis/gym bag thanks to capsule technology. Run down the stairs as I brush my hand through my hair a few times. I smell the omelets my mom is making for breakfast. Before I see her I make a guess in my head as to whether I will be greeting 'good' mom or 'bad' mom this morning. There's no cussing or grunts so I'm guessing 'good'. Turn the corner to the kitchen… I give myself another point in on the imaginary scoreboard in my head as I see plum curls.

"Good morning Meshi."

Life in my house has always been odd with my parents. Mom literally is two different people so it's like having three parents instead of two. But then again Dad is always training only sleeping at home three maybe four nights a week now that he has settled down. And then there's Chiaotzu who's kinda like an uncle, sometimes brother… my family life is just weird let's leave it at that.

"Morning Mom, sorry but I think I'll stick with an apple for breakfast today."

"If you're sure, are you working tonight?"

"No, first Friday off in a while, how about you?"

My mother frowns and sighs, "Apparently 'I' got myself fired yesterday." As you can guess a split personality does not a good employee make. That along with my father not having a job makes it necessary to have mine. It's not as if we are poor though, 'bad' mom takes care of that. I used to try and make her quit but old habits die hard and I've learned to look the other way more often.

"Oh well I'll give 'you' a piece of my mind later, kay?"

Mom smiles again and laughs "Sure and the boys were sparing early this morning and are in the front yard, make sure you say hello okay?"

"Okay Mom I will." Every once in a while my dad, Yamcha, Goku, and Krillin will go out and spar for old time's sake. With Goku fighting at his base level of course or at least not hurting anyone too badly. I walk out the front door and see them reminiscing as they always do after these spars, only this time Trunks and Goten are with them.

I have only met the teenage demi saiyans a couple of times and I know them mostly through stories. I'd know them better if I could fight with them like I wish I could. I'm much stronger and faster than other humans thanks to my dad-so much so the school has me tested for drugs more often than anyone else-but I am not nearly as strong as the z fighters even in their younger years. And they were much weaker back then.

But back to the boys. I know that Goten is a massive flirt with a new girlfriend every month or so and he slacks off a lot in just about any form of work. Trunks however has matured into a hard working young man, a cute one too. He's only a couple years older than me but I feel like a little girl compared to him, he's seen so much more than I have of the world and it's evil. I can't imagine being eight years old and fighting Buu. Plus he already works at his mother's company, I doubt he has anytime for dating some high school girl.

I say hello and wave to everyone as I make my way to my car as I hear a scuffle behind me. I look around to see Goten pushing a blushing Trunks towards me. Finally he gives in and walks the rest of the way to me under his own free will. He tries to compose himself, "umm hey Meshi, nice day huh?" He looks like he is now mentally scolding himself.

"Yeah, a little chilly but nice." Goten stands a few feet behind Trunks looking very frustrated.

"So umm I was wondering if…" Goten's facial expression is becoming more extreme with every word. "well you know that new restaurant they opened down town, the Italian one" Goten is now pulling at his hair and the rest of our audience is snickering very loudly. "Maybe if you wanted to go."

"OH JUST ASK HER ALREADY!"

"FINE!" Trunks yells over his shoulder, turning back to me. "Meshi would you go out with me?"

I don't know what shocks me more: that he asked or his hesitation, he's usually so confident but I don't care right now. "OF course I'll go out with you! When do you want to go?"

"Tonight if that works for you." I am so glad that luck loves me enough to let me have the night off tonight. "That'll be perfect, I'll call you later."

Just then a loud sneeze is heard from inside my house and my now blonde mother comes stomping out towards Trunks. "Now listen here pretty boy, my baby girl better come home happy and safe tonight, got it? Cause if you hurt her in any way at all I don't care if you are a super Saiyan, I will get my guns and…." As everyone cowers away from my mother I silently ask dende to make me disappear and wonder why luck hates me.

AN: Okay guys, here it is. Is it worthy of a chapter two? Or will it just fade away as it is? I need motivation to write people, seriously. This will be my first non one-shot if I continue and if I do it may take awhile to figure where exactly where I want this to go, so if you have suggestions please tell me those too