I don't own DBZ, DB, and/or DBGT. I only own Kimi and any other oc. Also the name of the school is just something I made up.

This story takes place before GT but still in DBZ. Trunks is 16 in this story. Kimi and Goten are 15. Goku is still an adult.

I'm basing the school off school in the US. Sorry.

This is my second DBZ fic. So I'm still new. Don't expect any really good fighting scenes. I don't do that. Read my He-man stories. I give vague details and allow you to figure it out. Please R&R.

Chapter 1

Trunks sat in another class. The teacher went on and on. Of course Trunks wasn't really paying attention. He glanced at the note Kimi had passed him in the hall before they had both come into class.

Meet me after school before you head home.

He glanced up at the teacher. Kimi. The daughter of the only full blood Saiyan besides his father. The sister of his best friend, Goten. For as long as he could remember, she was always there. She had fought along side him and Goten. Against Buu and everything else.

What the hell does she want to talk to me about? We can't even stay in the same room with out going at each other.

The teacher called on him. Trunks just looked around.

Kimi stood at the entrance of School For Advance Students. Where is he? Being smart had its advantages. Especially when you went to the same school as your little brother's best friend. Sighing Kimi leaned against the wall between the school and the street.

"What is it?" Kimi stood up and looked at Trunks.

Trunks looked her up and down. Kimi squirmed. "Goten's and mine birthday is coming up. I need help getting him something."

Trunks groaned. "I'll help."

"Uh, want to be my partner for the project in history?"

Trunks looked around. "You know I do."

"K. Want to start on the project today?"

"Sure. Come on. You can call from the house."

Kimi and Trunks walked towards Bulma's place. The other students watched but didn't say anything. Everyone knew that they were the weirdoes. Half human. Half something else.

Trunks and Kimi walked into the home he shared with his parents and little sister, Bulla. The kitchen and living area were empty. Meaning Vegeta, Trunks's father was training. The two teenagers threw their book bags on the sofa before Kimi went to the phone.

While Kimi quickly called her mom, Trunks went toward the Gravity Room. He knocked on the door. On the other side he heard, a groan and footsteps. After a few minutes, the door finally opened.

Vegeta stood in the doorway looking at his son. "Well, what is it?"

"Kimi's here."

"So."

"I'm warning you."

"Don't make her mad." Vegeta shut the door. Trunks heard his footsteps move away from the door. Great I have to face her. Getting her mad isn't my only problem.

Kimi hung up the phone. At least she understood it was for school. She moved toward the sofa. Why do I always want to be around him, but then he make me so mad I want to punch him? Something is wrong with me.

Trunks came back into the living room. The two took out their books and began to work on the project.

Sometime later Bulma walked in with Bulla. The little girl came running to Kimi. "Kimi!"

Kimi hugged her. "Hi, kiddo."

Bulma smiled. "It's good to see you. What's going on? You two haven't killed each other."

"School work, Mom."

"Oh. Come on, Bulla. We need your dad."

"K. Bye, Kimi."

"Bye." Bulma and Bulla walked back toward the Gravity Room.

Kimi glanced over at Trunks, who had a weird look on his face, who was looking at her. "What?"

Trunks blushed and looked at his book. "Nothing."

Kimi shook her head. "What ever?"

Both cringed when they heard Vegeta yell. "I can't I train in peace."

"Fine, Minster. You can cook for yourself."

"But…"

"No, buts. I came to ask for help and you yell so you're on your own tonight."

Kimi and Trunks walked as Bulma walked out of the house leaving a confused Vegeta and a crying Bulla.

Kimi quickly got up and walked over to Bulla. "Don't worry. She's coming back. She's just mad. Dads are stupid sometimes."

Bulla smiled. "I wish you could live here."

"Sorry, kiddo."

Vegeta glanced at Kimi and Bulla. "I'm asking. Before you leave could you sneak me some food."

Kimi sighed. "Sure."

"Thank you."

Vegeta went back to his training. Kimi went into the kitchen. After about half an hour she had a meal fit for a Saiyan. She took it to Vegeta who thanked her again.

After giving Vegeta his food, Kimi looked at the clock. "I got to get going. Meet up tomorrow."

Trunks sighed. "Yeah."

Kimi packed her stuff and walked out the door. "I'll call you about going shopping."

"Fine."

"Bye."

"Bye."

Kimi walked out the door. Trunks shut the door behind her. He leaned his head against the door. Something is up with me. She's like my sister. This isn't right.

Vegeta watched as his son went back to his work with a secret smile on his face.