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fic, I worked for 5 days on this and the second chapter, 3 days on this,
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"Never turn your back when you are talking to Simon Dickerson!" yelled a chubby large boy with blonde brownish hair and brown eyes with dimples. The crowd around them 'ooh'ed. Simon was the school bully and he always bossed everyone around in Orange Junior High School where Trunks and Goten went.
Trunks was fourteen, and Goten was thirteen, a year younger, yet they were best friends and they knew each other all their lives. Trunks was the son 'of the Prince of Saiyans', Vegeta and daughter of the creator of capsules, Bulma. Goten was son of Goku, the strongest warrior on Earth, and Chi Chi, a princess who lived in a castle married Goku after a Martial Arts Tournement she went to.
"Could you shut up already?" Trunks asked as he turned around and faced Simon with Goten at his side they were forcing their Saiyan powers to not come out since they were so angery since Simon always took thier money, food, made them late for class, getting them detention, and ect...
"You shut up, pink head!" Simon yelled as he hit Trunks as the crowd moved back as Trunks hit the floor and found out his cheek was bleeding from where he hit him. "That's better... Be a pink mop for all I care!"
"You fat-ass!" Goten yelled as he was about to turn super Saiyan but stopped and Simon hit him hard in the stomach and he fell and hit the floor and the bell rang and the crowd left leaving the two half Saiyan boys in pain, Simon kicked them once more and left smirking at a 'job well done'.
"Ugh... Why do we have to keep our Saiyan powers hidden?" Trunks asked as he got up and wiped the blood on his cheek with the back of his hand as he whinced at the pain.
"Well, my mom said that we had to keep them hidden or people who are wanting to kill us will find us... Yet my dad said that it was suppose to be a secret on our race and all..." Goten answered as he got up and rubbed his eyes and his arm from where Simon kicked him. "Man that dude has some muscle!"
"Hurry up, we're gunna be late! See ya later Goten!" Trunks said as they ran the opposite direction to their classroom to get a detention for being late. He got to class, and to his luck, Simon wasn't in any of his classes, and he was safe until class was over and all.
"The exponets are these smaller numbers above the large number, you multiply that number as many times the exponets tells you too," said Mr. Sawer as Trunks desperatly crept to his desk. "And Trunks, here's your detention.."
'Damn...' Trunks got up and grabbed his detention and went back to his desk and payed no attention to the teacher until the very last five minutes.
"As you may all know blah blah blah dance will be on blah this Thursday and blah blah blaaaah! It'll be at 5:00 to 11:00 in the afternoon, so have a nice day everyone! Oh, and blah blah blah nicely!" Mr. Sawer said as the 'blah's had to deal with long hard words with big meanings that Trunks didn't pay attention to except the important stuff.
He walked downt he hallway, hoping not to bump into Simon. He got to his locker and put back his books and took out his books he needed for the next period and then the locker slammed shut with his fingures still in it. Trunks pulled his hand, almost denting the locker, and rubbed them in pain as he looked up and saw Simon smirking.
"Miss me?" Simon said as he kicked Trunks in the stomach with his knee and Trunks fell to the floor as a semi-circle formed around them and the lockers. "Lets finish our little arguement, shall we?" and he grabbed Trunks by the hair and pulled him up and tossed him against the lockers, denting some of them.
"Hey! That's my locker!" someone in the background yelled as Trunks was dropped onto the floor and he felt a cold fist smash his eye, and it turned black and painful.
"AHHHHHH!" Trunks yelled as he bit his tongue, trying not to turn super Saiyan and blowing up the whole school. "AHHHHHHHH!"
Then Simon grabbed Trunks by the arm and dragged him around the semi circle and tossed him into the lockers once more and he didn't move. Trunks thought that maybe, if he didn't move, he'll leave him alone. So he layed still.
"Ah, you're faking it, you're no fun!" Simon whined as Goten ran passed the crowd and helped Trunks go to the nurses office.
"This is the fifth time this week, Mr. Briefs," Mrs. Jackson said as she put a stinging medicent on his black eye and Trunks whinced at the pain. "I can't see why this is happening to you..."
"Like I said, 'I'm very clumsy and all...'" Trunks lied as he whinced a little bit more and she layed him in the bed and put an ice pack on his head. Goten left a few minutes before he got the medicent on his eye and he was alone.
The nurse called his teacher and told her that Trunks couldn't go to class and he was escued from geography and science that day. The nurse then told him that he was going home since he was in no condition to be in school, since his cut on his cheek was purple. Mrs. Jackson called home, but no one answered, and Bulma was at a business meeting, so Trunks told her that she could call his grandfather to pick him up. She agreed and phoned him and he was going home.
"Bye Mrs. Jackson," Trunks said as Dr. Briefs came with a hovercraft and Trunks got in and watched as his grandfather drove and he soon learned how to drive, and as they were half way home, Trunks asked if he could drive the rest of the way home, and he did. "I knew this is ea- DOG!"
"Don't hit the brakes that hard! And that wasn't a dog.. That was a cat," Dr. Driefs said as he drove the rest of the way home.
"Bye grandpa," Trunks said as he got out of the car and went to his house and got the key to the house from under the welcome carpet and went inside and smiled as he was away from Simon... But poor Goten had to face him alone.
He went to the kitchen and got a soda and closed the refrigerator and sat on the couch and drank while flipping through channels on the television, lookin for something worthy of being watched from his eyes. Soon, he came upon VH1 and watched music vidios and saw the top 20 music vidios.
"Can't believe it, he actually hurt me. Me, a Saiyan.. How odd," Trunks muttered, then the front door opened and he looked at the clock which said 2:00 p.m. Then his dad came in.
"Aren't you suppose to be at school?" Vegeta asked as Trunks shook his head as a 'yes'. "Then why are you here?"
"The nurse said I could go home and grandpa took me home since I couldn't go walking and no one was home," Trunks said as Vegeta say the cut on his cheek and his blac eye.
"What happened to you?" he asked.
"I... fell and hit myself against the locker..." Trunks lied, keeping a straight face, since if his father knew that Simon, a mere earthling, damaged him he'll consider Trunks a weakling, since he was half Saiyan. "Well, I'm going to my room..." and he got up and ran upstairs to his room and closed the door and turned on his computer. 'Load faster...' he thought as the screen popped out and he typed his password 'Orange' and the the desktop was a picture of a vacation he and his family and friends took to the Bahama Island's, Goten's family came, their friends like Krillin, Yamacha, Tein, and ect.
In the picture, Vegeta was being buried in the sand, he was asleep of coarse, by him and Goten when they were little, Goku was talking to Gohan,Videl, Chi Chi, and Bulma about the battles they fought in the past. Gohan and Videl were married already, and Videl was pregant at that time, and Trunks was four and Goten was three at the time, and then Gohan and Videl moved to America after the trip to the Bahama's. Trunks never saw Videl's baby when it was born a few weeks later and he wanted to see it, to see if it was a girl or boy, Goten didn't see it neither. He closed his eyes and thought about the trip.
He grabbed the mouse and then he dicided not to use the computer since he always uses it. He turned off the computer and turned on his TV and watched a random show, and waited for school hours to be over so he and Goten could hang out, he bored and he was tired of getting hit and punched everywhere, he wanted to tell Goten that they had to use their Saiyan powers to quit being bossed around by Simon, somehow they're gunna have to use it.
'I can't forget the detention I have to make up...' Trunks thought as he grabbed his backpack and got his slip and read it:
Name: Trunks Brief Date: August 21 Teacher: Mr. Sawer Day of the Week: Wednesday
Desciption: Being later for class after the bell rang and not paying attention to the bell ringing
"Retarded..." Trunks said out loud as he tossed the slip to the side and stared at the cieling. How he never noticed those small little markings on the cieling, it was sqiggley silver with circles at each corner, it was in a box shape, and it seemed to be making a picture in Trunks mind. 'I wonder if its a girl... Or a boy... Hmm.. I wish I saw...' he thought as he saw the clock and saw that it was 3:30 and school was out.
"Should I call him and tell him my plan... He'll probably say no..." Trunks said as the phone rang and he answred it. "Hello?"
"Hey Trunks, guess what!" it was Goten.
"What?"
"My bro and his family are coming this year to stay for the rest of the year!" Goten's enthusiastic voice yelled as Trunks smiled. "They coming this weekend!"
"Saturday Sunday, what?" Trunks asked as he frowned.
"Friday," Goten said as Trunks smiled again. "Two more days, and we get to see what my niece looks like... Hey, I'm still a kid and I have a niece.. How funny!"
"Yup, well, got to go, see ya!" Trunks said as they hung up and Trunks cheered in his head and clsoed his eyes then opened them and went downsatirs after he heard the front door open. "Hi mom! How was your meeting today?'
"Okay I guess... Once you get past the fact that everyone wanted an autograph from your grandfather, it was okay," Bulma said as she put her red purse on the counter. Bulma had blue straight hair in a ponytail, her eyes were blue and she was wearing red nailpolish on her fingure nails. She walked by him and ruffled his purple hair and went to the kitchen and started to heat up lunch. "How was your day, kiddo?"
"Well.. I fell again and got hit really hard and got sent home, Grandpa took me home," Trunks said as Bulma took out what she heated and served Trunks and herself and left the container on the counter next to the stove. "Oh, and did you know that Gohan and Videl are coming to Japan? Goten told me that they are coming to his house for the rest of the year!"
"I know, Chi Chi called my cell phone and told me at the meeting," Bulma said as she finished eating and put her dish in the dishwasher. "Does your father know?" Trunks shook his head as a 'no'. "Well, were is he?"
"Were else, in the GR," Trunks said hiding his sarcasm in the statement. Bulma left Trunks alone and went to his room and phone Goten. "Hey Goten, could you come over?"
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"Never turn your back when you are talking to Simon Dickerson!" yelled a chubby large boy with blonde brownish hair and brown eyes with dimples. The crowd around them 'ooh'ed. Simon was the school bully and he always bossed everyone around in Orange Junior High School where Trunks and Goten went.
Trunks was fourteen, and Goten was thirteen, a year younger, yet they were best friends and they knew each other all their lives. Trunks was the son 'of the Prince of Saiyans', Vegeta and daughter of the creator of capsules, Bulma. Goten was son of Goku, the strongest warrior on Earth, and Chi Chi, a princess who lived in a castle married Goku after a Martial Arts Tournement she went to.
"Could you shut up already?" Trunks asked as he turned around and faced Simon with Goten at his side they were forcing their Saiyan powers to not come out since they were so angery since Simon always took thier money, food, made them late for class, getting them detention, and ect...
"You shut up, pink head!" Simon yelled as he hit Trunks as the crowd moved back as Trunks hit the floor and found out his cheek was bleeding from where he hit him. "That's better... Be a pink mop for all I care!"
"You fat-ass!" Goten yelled as he was about to turn super Saiyan but stopped and Simon hit him hard in the stomach and he fell and hit the floor and the bell rang and the crowd left leaving the two half Saiyan boys in pain, Simon kicked them once more and left smirking at a 'job well done'.
"Ugh... Why do we have to keep our Saiyan powers hidden?" Trunks asked as he got up and wiped the blood on his cheek with the back of his hand as he whinced at the pain.
"Well, my mom said that we had to keep them hidden or people who are wanting to kill us will find us... Yet my dad said that it was suppose to be a secret on our race and all..." Goten answered as he got up and rubbed his eyes and his arm from where Simon kicked him. "Man that dude has some muscle!"
"Hurry up, we're gunna be late! See ya later Goten!" Trunks said as they ran the opposite direction to their classroom to get a detention for being late. He got to class, and to his luck, Simon wasn't in any of his classes, and he was safe until class was over and all.
"The exponets are these smaller numbers above the large number, you multiply that number as many times the exponets tells you too," said Mr. Sawer as Trunks desperatly crept to his desk. "And Trunks, here's your detention.."
'Damn...' Trunks got up and grabbed his detention and went back to his desk and payed no attention to the teacher until the very last five minutes.
"As you may all know blah blah blah dance will be on blah this Thursday and blah blah blaaaah! It'll be at 5:00 to 11:00 in the afternoon, so have a nice day everyone! Oh, and blah blah blah nicely!" Mr. Sawer said as the 'blah's had to deal with long hard words with big meanings that Trunks didn't pay attention to except the important stuff.
He walked downt he hallway, hoping not to bump into Simon. He got to his locker and put back his books and took out his books he needed for the next period and then the locker slammed shut with his fingures still in it. Trunks pulled his hand, almost denting the locker, and rubbed them in pain as he looked up and saw Simon smirking.
"Miss me?" Simon said as he kicked Trunks in the stomach with his knee and Trunks fell to the floor as a semi-circle formed around them and the lockers. "Lets finish our little arguement, shall we?" and he grabbed Trunks by the hair and pulled him up and tossed him against the lockers, denting some of them.
"Hey! That's my locker!" someone in the background yelled as Trunks was dropped onto the floor and he felt a cold fist smash his eye, and it turned black and painful.
"AHHHHHH!" Trunks yelled as he bit his tongue, trying not to turn super Saiyan and blowing up the whole school. "AHHHHHHHH!"
Then Simon grabbed Trunks by the arm and dragged him around the semi circle and tossed him into the lockers once more and he didn't move. Trunks thought that maybe, if he didn't move, he'll leave him alone. So he layed still.
"Ah, you're faking it, you're no fun!" Simon whined as Goten ran passed the crowd and helped Trunks go to the nurses office.
"This is the fifth time this week, Mr. Briefs," Mrs. Jackson said as she put a stinging medicent on his black eye and Trunks whinced at the pain. "I can't see why this is happening to you..."
"Like I said, 'I'm very clumsy and all...'" Trunks lied as he whinced a little bit more and she layed him in the bed and put an ice pack on his head. Goten left a few minutes before he got the medicent on his eye and he was alone.
The nurse called his teacher and told her that Trunks couldn't go to class and he was escued from geography and science that day. The nurse then told him that he was going home since he was in no condition to be in school, since his cut on his cheek was purple. Mrs. Jackson called home, but no one answered, and Bulma was at a business meeting, so Trunks told her that she could call his grandfather to pick him up. She agreed and phoned him and he was going home.
"Bye Mrs. Jackson," Trunks said as Dr. Briefs came with a hovercraft and Trunks got in and watched as his grandfather drove and he soon learned how to drive, and as they were half way home, Trunks asked if he could drive the rest of the way home, and he did. "I knew this is ea- DOG!"
"Don't hit the brakes that hard! And that wasn't a dog.. That was a cat," Dr. Driefs said as he drove the rest of the way home.
"Bye grandpa," Trunks said as he got out of the car and went to his house and got the key to the house from under the welcome carpet and went inside and smiled as he was away from Simon... But poor Goten had to face him alone.
He went to the kitchen and got a soda and closed the refrigerator and sat on the couch and drank while flipping through channels on the television, lookin for something worthy of being watched from his eyes. Soon, he came upon VH1 and watched music vidios and saw the top 20 music vidios.
"Can't believe it, he actually hurt me. Me, a Saiyan.. How odd," Trunks muttered, then the front door opened and he looked at the clock which said 2:00 p.m. Then his dad came in.
"Aren't you suppose to be at school?" Vegeta asked as Trunks shook his head as a 'yes'. "Then why are you here?"
"The nurse said I could go home and grandpa took me home since I couldn't go walking and no one was home," Trunks said as Vegeta say the cut on his cheek and his blac eye.
"What happened to you?" he asked.
"I... fell and hit myself against the locker..." Trunks lied, keeping a straight face, since if his father knew that Simon, a mere earthling, damaged him he'll consider Trunks a weakling, since he was half Saiyan. "Well, I'm going to my room..." and he got up and ran upstairs to his room and closed the door and turned on his computer. 'Load faster...' he thought as the screen popped out and he typed his password 'Orange' and the the desktop was a picture of a vacation he and his family and friends took to the Bahama Island's, Goten's family came, their friends like Krillin, Yamacha, Tein, and ect.
In the picture, Vegeta was being buried in the sand, he was asleep of coarse, by him and Goten when they were little, Goku was talking to Gohan,Videl, Chi Chi, and Bulma about the battles they fought in the past. Gohan and Videl were married already, and Videl was pregant at that time, and Trunks was four and Goten was three at the time, and then Gohan and Videl moved to America after the trip to the Bahama's. Trunks never saw Videl's baby when it was born a few weeks later and he wanted to see it, to see if it was a girl or boy, Goten didn't see it neither. He closed his eyes and thought about the trip.
He grabbed the mouse and then he dicided not to use the computer since he always uses it. He turned off the computer and turned on his TV and watched a random show, and waited for school hours to be over so he and Goten could hang out, he bored and he was tired of getting hit and punched everywhere, he wanted to tell Goten that they had to use their Saiyan powers to quit being bossed around by Simon, somehow they're gunna have to use it.
'I can't forget the detention I have to make up...' Trunks thought as he grabbed his backpack and got his slip and read it:
Name: Trunks Brief Date: August 21 Teacher: Mr. Sawer Day of the Week: Wednesday
Desciption: Being later for class after the bell rang and not paying attention to the bell ringing
"Retarded..." Trunks said out loud as he tossed the slip to the side and stared at the cieling. How he never noticed those small little markings on the cieling, it was sqiggley silver with circles at each corner, it was in a box shape, and it seemed to be making a picture in Trunks mind. 'I wonder if its a girl... Or a boy... Hmm.. I wish I saw...' he thought as he saw the clock and saw that it was 3:30 and school was out.
"Should I call him and tell him my plan... He'll probably say no..." Trunks said as the phone rang and he answred it. "Hello?"
"Hey Trunks, guess what!" it was Goten.
"What?"
"My bro and his family are coming this year to stay for the rest of the year!" Goten's enthusiastic voice yelled as Trunks smiled. "They coming this weekend!"
"Saturday Sunday, what?" Trunks asked as he frowned.
"Friday," Goten said as Trunks smiled again. "Two more days, and we get to see what my niece looks like... Hey, I'm still a kid and I have a niece.. How funny!"
"Yup, well, got to go, see ya!" Trunks said as they hung up and Trunks cheered in his head and clsoed his eyes then opened them and went downsatirs after he heard the front door open. "Hi mom! How was your meeting today?'
"Okay I guess... Once you get past the fact that everyone wanted an autograph from your grandfather, it was okay," Bulma said as she put her red purse on the counter. Bulma had blue straight hair in a ponytail, her eyes were blue and she was wearing red nailpolish on her fingure nails. She walked by him and ruffled his purple hair and went to the kitchen and started to heat up lunch. "How was your day, kiddo?"
"Well.. I fell again and got hit really hard and got sent home, Grandpa took me home," Trunks said as Bulma took out what she heated and served Trunks and herself and left the container on the counter next to the stove. "Oh, and did you know that Gohan and Videl are coming to Japan? Goten told me that they are coming to his house for the rest of the year!"
"I know, Chi Chi called my cell phone and told me at the meeting," Bulma said as she finished eating and put her dish in the dishwasher. "Does your father know?" Trunks shook his head as a 'no'. "Well, were is he?"
"Were else, in the GR," Trunks said hiding his sarcasm in the statement. Bulma left Trunks alone and went to his room and phone Goten. "Hey Goten, could you come over?"
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