Congratulations! You've been accepted to Orange Star University!

Goten stared at the letter in his hand with wide eyes. His best friend, Trunks, was reading over his shoulder. "Orange Star University huh? Not bad."

Goten couldn't believe it. It had to be a dream. Wait, what if it was a dream?! That would totally suck! "Uh...Trunks?" Goten asked, still somewhat in shock. Trunks made a sound of acknowledgement. "Can you punch me?" He asked.

Trunks looked at his best friend, surprised. "Why?"

"Just do it, OK?" Trunks looked at his hand before clenching it in a fist and punching Goten hard on his arm. "OW! You didn't have to do it that hard!" He snapped, rubbing his arm.

Meanwhile in a house deep within East City...

Marina was cooking dinner for her husband. As usual, he was undeniably late. It was becoming a regular thing actually. Marina was a beautiful petite, slender young woman, with icy blue eyes and slightly curly blonde hair. She loved her husband dearly but...

She glanced at her watch and sighed. They haven't been spending nearly as much time with each other as they used to. Granted that's one of the downsides of owning your own company. Marina Switzerson was the CEO of Switzerson Enterprises, a company second only to Capsule Corporation. But at least she tried to spend time with her husband.

Marina considered herself to be a fair CEO, patient and understanding. By she couldn't deny that she was also a very stubborn woman. She's even had a few conflicts with her employees, minor of course.

She heard the door open and close. He was here. "Welcome home Johnathan. You're home early." By that she meant he was only two hours late instead of three.

"I can hear the sarcasm in your voice, Marina."

Marina turned off the stove and sighed as her husband entered the kitchen. "Can you blame me? We don't do anything anymore. We don't go on dates, we don't get coffee together... Hell, we don't even sit and watch TV together anymore!"

"I don't have time, OK!? You may be the CEO, but I do most of the work here!" he snapped. "I don't have time."

"Bull." Was Marina's response. Her anger was getting the best of her. "You think I don't smell the alcohol on you? Why are you always drinking before you come home? You don't need alcohol to survive, but you sure do drink it like you do!"

Johnathan scowled. He never thought he could hide his drinking from his wife for long but he didn't expect her to find out so quickly. He huffed. "Well maybe I wouldn't have to drink so much if you weren't so uptight and controlling!"

"I'm not controlling!" She honestly couldn't deny being uptight. "Find a better excuse!"

Johnathan hit the wall in frustration. "Woman, we've been married for three years, but I'm starting to think that's too long! I can't take this anymore!" He barks.

Marina flinched. "What are you saying...?" She asked softly.

He looked at her with softened eyes. "I'm sorry Marina... I love you but I can't take this anymore. It's over. I'm quitting the company." He walked to her and placed a kiss on her forehead. Marina's eyes widened. "And our marriage." He walked back towards the door. "Goodbye. I'll send a truck for my things in a few days." He muttered. He left without another word.

Marina stood there in the hall for a few minutes, processing what had just occurred. It had finally dawned on her. Johnathan had just walked out on her and their marriage. He was really leaving her. She dropped onto the floor and sobbed into her hands.

A week later, Marina had received divorce papers in the mail.

And there we have it folks. The prologue is now complete! I give credit of the idea for this story to Feta Tsukino and Charismatic Beauty, who recruited me in rewriting the story! I'm just the adopter of this story, keep that in mind. :P