Hello readers

Hello readers! And welcome to the first installment of "Realization"! …Yes, I know you are still waiting for me to update my Kingdom Hearts story, but I lost it and its reeeeaaaalllyyy hard to rewrite what I had! TT.TT I'm sorry! Any who, This is basically a practice story since I haven't written any DBZ stories, so I wanted to try this out and see how it goes before I post the DBZ story I actually wanted to post…Well, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't see why we have to do these, if I owned any of this (besides the plot line) do you really think I would be sitting here writing a fanfiction of what I imagine what could happen?! NO! I would turn this into a side series or make a new series of DBZ! XD So nyah!

Riiing. Riiing.

9-year-old Goten raced down the stairs from his room to get to the phone. "I got it, I got it!" he called through the house, just in case his mom, dad, or brother got to it before him. Trunks was supposed to be calling today to tell him what he had found over the weekend, and he was sure it was him now. He swiftly picked up the phone and plopped himself on the couch. "Hello?"

"Hey Goten. It's Trunks."

"Hey Trunks! What's up?"

"Nothing, really. You ready to find out what I found?"

Goten was getting excited. He really wanted to find out what Trunks found over the weekend. He didn't even take heed to the mischievous tone in his best friend's voice that clearly said he was up to something. "You bet! Tellmetellmetellme!"

"Nope. Sorry."

"What?! Why?" Goten whined. Trunks was so mean sometimes.

"Because, I'm going to show it to you. It's a lot better than telling you about it, since you're just going to pester me about taking you later anyway."

Goten brightened up and gave a gigantic smile. "Oh wow! Really Trunks?"

"You bet. Just meet me at our usual spot, kay?"

"Okay, Trunks. Bye!"

"Oh, and Goten?"

"Yeah?"

"Make sure to keep that big mouth of yours shut about this. This is a secret, got it?"

"Oh," he whispered back, then looked around the empty room to make sure no one was watching. "Don't worry Trunks. My lips are sealed! Bye."
Goten jumped off the couch, and ran back upstairs to get dressed, nearly knocking over his brother Gohan in the process. He had to quickly regain his balance so he didn't drop all the books he was carrying. "Hey squirt, where you going so fast?" he asked.
His little brother stuck his head out of his bedroom door.

"Trunks just called. I'm going to go meet him so-" he caught himself before he slipped up. He didn't want to ruin Trunks' trust in him. He had to think of something else before Gohan got suspicious. "So… we can go play! So I gotta hurry up and get dressed before I'm late!" He was told he was never good at lying. Luckily, in his point of view, he wasn't really lying. He guessed that after Trunks had shown him his discovery, they probably would play. Or train, one.

Gohan blinked. "Oh, okay. What time do you have to be there?"

Goten scratched the back of his head. Did Trunks give him a time? He didn't think so. "Um…. I don't think he said. But I still don't want to be late!"

Gohan laughed. "Well, okay then. Just be careful in the halls next time, okay squirt?" The boy nodded and ducked back into his room.

Gohan sighed. 'Little brothers...'

Trunks tied the knot on his left shoe and glanced at the clock. 1:30. 'Better head out,' he thought. He jogged downstairs and out the door, and as soon as he was about to take off when he was stopped, of course, by his mother.

"Trunks, where are you going? You promised you'd help me around the house today," she said with her arms crossed.

Trunks groaned and floated back down. "But mom, I promised Goten I'd train with him today since I didn't over the weekend 'cause I was helping gramps all weekend!"
Bulma cupped her head in thought. "Pleeeeeeaaaaase mom! I'll do it tomorrow, I promise! I promise, promise!" he begged. His father said once that begging was an act of weakness and desperation. Luckily, his father wasn't here, and his loving mother(at times) could not resist the effect of 'the act of weakness and desperation'.

She sighed. "Alright Trunks, you can go." She kneeled down and ruffled his soft lavender hair. "But you're going to help me out tomorrow, right?"

He nodded. "Yes ma'am."

She smiled. "Alright, then. Hurry up and get going before your father realizes that you broke one of his weights."

The 10-year-old demi-saiyan was about to take off again when a voice boomed from the other side of the house, namely, the gravity room.

"TRUNKS!!"

Bulma smiled and quirked an eyebrow at her son. "Don't worry, kiddo. I got you covered this time," she winked at him, turning his look of terror into a smile of utter relief. "Don't forget, be back by dinner. Now get out of here before your father gets a hold of you."

Trunks couldn't contain his happiness. He jumped up and gave her a hug and a peck on the cheek before blasting off into the air. "Thanks, mom!" he called back to her.

She gave a content sigh and walked back to the house with on hand on her hip. "Guess it's time to pay a visit to my Prince Not-So-Charming..." she said to herself as a flirtatious smile played across her lips.

Goten scanned the sky as he lay in one of the tree branches of their meeting spot. The tree itself was nothing special. It was the area that attracted the boys. The trees were close together, making it easier to hide and harder to maneuver if you didn't know the landscape. As for the tree, Trunks had said whichever tree he hit with a rock would be where they meet every time. He had just so happened to hit an apple tree, much to their delight. Unfortunately, that tree got knocked over by mistake so they settled for the giant oak next to it. That's been their secret meeting place ever since. Of course, it wasn't exactly 'secret' since basically everyone (everyone meaning the Z fighters) knew where it was.

Goten sat up and gave a grunt of frustration. Where was Trunks? He looked at the sky again, then smiled widely at the approaching dot in the sky. "Hey Trunks!!" He cried, waving his hands wildly from the top of the tree.

Trunks descended to his friend with a smirk. "Hey Goten. You ready?"

The 9-year-old nodded eagerly. "You bet! Let's go!" He blasted past a surprised Trunks and off into some random direction. "Goten, get back here! You're going the wrong way!!"

Said demi-saiyan came to an abrupt halt and turned to his older friend and scratched his head in embarrassment with the infamous Son Grin (™). Trunks shook his head with his arms crossed. "You are such an air-head sometimes, you know that? Come on, it's this way!" He pointed in the completely opposite direction. Goten stared for a minute.

"…Oh."

Well, that's it! Hope you enjoyed, please review! After all, more reviews means quick… well, quicker updates. And remember! Flames shall be used to make my ramen! XD Well, Ja Ne for now!