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No Such Thing

True Love

Mom says true love happens to everyone. She says that everyone is loved (by someone other than family), but some people just don't realize it. People react differently to love. Sometimes the love is openly displayed, so you know without a doubt you are loved. Other times, the person just doesn't know what to say and tries to hide it away. Then that forces the person of the others affection to wonder if they are actually loved or if they were just getting their hopes up. Nope, mom says true love is out there for everyone.

I don't believe this. I, Mai Bulma Son, do not believe true love is 'out there for everyone.' Or maybe it's out there for everyone else and just not me. Although I shouldn't worry. I mean I'm only seventeen, no need to worry about love. I should be focusing on school shouldn't I?

WRONG! Graduation is in exactly forty-eight hours. Not on the honour roll though, much to the disappointment of my mother. She of course graduated on the honour roll. My nineteen (nearly twenty) year old brother, Dai, was on the honour roll, as was my twenty-one year old brother Kenji. My father, however, was not.

So with Grad coming up so soon, I should be running around, trying to decide how to style my hair, or make sure I get enough sleep so I don't look like a zombie when pictures are taken at me until I'm blind and I fall off the stage. Hell no! I'm not worried at all. My best friend, and second cousin, Taji, will be there so I won't necessarily be going at it alone.

Yes, sad isn't it? My best friend is my second cousin. I mean, I have other friends, but he's my best. Just because we're family so we see so much of each other, and we happened to have all the same classes in high school. We can totally relate.

I don't find it sad at all, but some people do. I think those people should go screw themselves. But if that's sad, than get this. I'm jealous of my cousin/best friend. Know why? He's already eighteen. I'm not. Why should I get jealous at something like that you might ask? It makes me the youngest out of my brothers and cousins and second cousins. Being the youngest is total crap.

Now some people would complain saying the youngest always gets his or her way. Well NEWS FLASH! We don't. And you know what else? It makes mom and dad over protective, even if you are half Saiyan.

Yah, it's kind of funny that I'm half Saiyan when on your mom's side of the family, my cousins are quarter Saiyan, and then on my dad's, my second cousins are an eighth. Well that's what you get when you put two half Saiyans together. You get a quarter and a quarter which make a half. See? I did pay attention in math!

But back to the point. Being youngest has zero perks. Everyone thinks you're a never growing baby or something, because of this, you tend to be blamed for everything.

"MAI!"

Ah, how lovely. My dear brother Kenji is yelling my name. Guess what that means? I'm being blamed for something again. Oh well, happens like five times a day... and just for the record, we are on the second time today.

"Mai!"

"WHAT?!" Mai screamed, blue eyes flashing dangerously as her bedroom door burst open, and a boy who looked like a much younger Goten burst into the room.

"Did you go in my room?" He snapped, onyx eyes darkening.

"No. What in the world would I gain from going in that pigsty?" Mai snapped back, whipping her blue hair over her shoulder.

Kenji gave her an annoyed look. "I don't know. But clearly someone went in there. My best shoes are missing."

Mai snorted. "Here's a suggestion. Go find Robin. She probably ran away with them. AGAIN!"

Kenji muttered under his breath and left the room, slamming the door shut. Mai rolled her eyes and continued writing in her wired notebook.

Robin's the family dog. We got her three years ago. She's a little stupid though, not being able to tell the different between her toys and shoes.

Something else that annoys me is my looks. Okay, I'm pretty, I know that much, but I look exactly like my mom did when she was seventeen. You don't understand how irritating it gets to keep hearing 'You look so much like your mother' or 'A little beauty! Just like Bra!' I don't mind looking good, but being looked at as my mom's clone is just a bit much. One time I tried to dye my hair black, and I would have gotten it done if Kenji hadn't seen the can of dye and instantly ratted me out to dad.

But back to what I was originally talking about. True love. No such thing in my opinion. I do believe in true hate though. Hate comes in the form of Akeno. Nineteen year old boy who now goes to college. We were in high school, but obviously graduated two years before me. Odd enough, we pass each other a lot on the streets.

Whatever. He's an asshole. Thinks he's all that. Goes on about how strong and intelligent he is. Ha! I'd love to see him go up against my grandpa. Don't care which one. Either one could kick his ass into another dimension. Sad part is, Akeno is the kind of guy where all the girls want to go out with him because he's hot. So where does that leave me? Totally uncool because we are dying to kill each other. I'm about the only girl in Japan not in love with him. They're all wasting their time on him. He's an arrogant jerk.

Anyways, after Grad there's going to be party a Nikki's. We don't social much, but all the graduates were invited, so me and Taji are going.
I have a feeling it's not just a graduate party. I overheard a bunch of girls talking at school and apparently a bunch of other people are going, not that I care. If the party gets out of hand, me and Taji are out of there.

"Mai?" There was a small knocking on the door.

Anyways, I'm going to wrap this up. My wrist is starting to hurt. I'll tell you how Grad went later.

Mai closed the notebook and called. "Yes? Come in."

The door opened a pair of blue eyes looked back at Mai. "Hi Dai." She mumbled as she took the notebook and shoved it into the top drawer of her dresser. "What do you need?"

Dai came in and strolled across the room before flopping onto Mai's bed. "Checking up on my little sister. Making sure she's still alive after a Kenji attack."

Mai rolled her eyes at her brother's teasing face. "Oh ha ha. You're such a comedian."

Dai shrugged and ran a hand through his black spiky hair. "Anyways, Uncle Trunks and Aunt Marron will be over soon." He got up and stopped at the door. "And mom says to go to her room. She wants to talk to you."

Mai sighed as Dai left and she too got up and left her room, making her way down the hall to her parent's bedroom.

She knocked on the door and opened it up. Inside her mother stood with her back to the door, as she tried to flatten the hair on the top of her head, looking in the mirror.

"Mom." Mai said to get Bra's attention.

Bra spun around and beamed at her daughter. "Hi sweetie. Glad you're here. I wanted to talk to you."

"Yah I figured." Mai replied in a bored tone as she walked into the room, arming swinging lazily as she let go of the doorknob. "Seeing how Dai told me you wanted to talk to me."

Bra smiled at her. "Sweetie, is something wrong?"

Mai blinked. "No, not really. I mean besides the fact you hate me for not being on the honour roll."

Bra sighed in exasperation. "I don't hate you. I just think you didn't try as hard as you could of. I mean Kenji and Dai got on the honour roll. But it came with lots of hard work."

Mai rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Did it occur to you I might have gotten dad's brains?"

"And thank Kami too." Goten came in the room, carrying a box of stuff. "Or else I'd be the stupidest one in the family." He looked at his daughter in a teasing fashion. "Oh well. We can be dumb together." He winked at Mai and put the box down and left the room before.

"Mom, did you ever think that I may look like you, but I'm not you!" Mai said, slightly frustrated.

Bra looked at her daughter in a comforting manner. "I know honey. Anyways, that's not what I wanted to talk about."

Mai flopped back onto her mother's bed and watched Bra's back as she tried to part her hair with her fingernails.

"So what is it??

Bra turned back around, finally satisfied with her hair. "Next week, you and your brothers and cousins are going to spend a week with Grandpa."

Mai looked at her mother with a confused look. "Which one?"

Bra smiled. "Both. And while you're away with them, your Uncle Trunks, Aunt Marron, Cousin Pan, Father and me will be going on a vacation."

Mai stood up straight. "So wait. We have to spend a week with them because you think we'll tear the house apart or something?"

Bra looked surprised. "Of course not. It's just you don't see much of them anymore. So you'll all be going down to train. It'll be nice. Think of it as a bit of a Reunion."

Mai stood up slowly and nodded. "Okay. I guess it can't be that bad."

Bra smiled at her. "Good girl."

Mai began to walk out of the room but stopped. "You already told Kenji and Dai haven't you?" She asked.

Bra smiled. "Well actually, they sort of came up with it. They figured we all need the break. Uncle Trunks busy being President of Capsule Corp and me being Vice President. And-"

Mai nodded. "Dad working at Capsule Corp. too. Yah I know." She waved. "I'm going to shower before Uncle Trunks gets here."

She left the room and allowed herself to cringe. A week as the youngest one. Just what I always wanted. Training I can handle. Be treated like a baby, never!


A/N:
So here is the sequel we've all been waiting for. Tell me what yoooou think. A good start? I hope you think so.