DragonballGT

Why You Should Always Read The Labels

Genre: Romance/Humour

Pairings: TrunksPan

Rated: T-K+

Summary: You know, when you buy something, you should really read the labels. Keep an eye on what ingredients may be in it. Say you brought a drink which had an ingredient called shrinkoprostiumhydroxide? That is not an ordinary ingredient found within fizzy drinks but for being careless, Trunks had to learn this the hard way.

By the way, short chapters : ) And a bit of a corny start.

Prologue: Something Amiss

It had started out as relatively normal day. Going to work, flying out of the window, sneaking back in the window, getting showered with work, getting bored and escaping again to relax. Well, as normal as it was for a demi Saiyajin prince who lived on earth, being the son of Briefs Bulma, who owned the big business place known as Capsule Corporation.

Trunks sighed as his lavender locks fell across his face. The sun was really getting on his last nerve today, but what could he do? People would be angered if he blew it up and besides, if he did, then the earth wouldn't thrive and lots of deaths would happen and he wasn't the type to let that happen if he could prevent it.

Where was he going again? Oh yeah. He was going to see Pan for something. Didn't she still have that scarf he usually wore around his neck when he was free of work? Yeah, that was the reason. He really liked that scarf. It was something his grandmother had had and it was treasured. Why you ask did he give it to a fourteen year old with a spunky attitude who could easily lose it? Well, because Pan was loyal to her friends and knowing the significance to if of Trunks, she wouldn't dare lose it.

Smiling as he walked, so people did not see him fly in the vibrant blue sky, he was certain it was in great condition. He'd eat the scarf if it wasn't. He began humming as he walked along, greeting by passing people with a cheerful smile. He didn't particularly know why he was so happy besides the fact he was going to she Pan and get his scarf back. Maybe he was suffering from too much sun? Who knows to this day? Let's just say he was rather content walking along in bliss.

But, Trunks walking slowly slowed as the sun almost blasted its rays upon him triumphantly. Despite his Saiyajin powers, he was already drained and mentally cursed, grumbling something incoherent. He noted a shop nearby and with the vast amounts of money he received from being the heir to capsule corporation, he opted to buy a drink, deeming himself able to without spending too much and worrying about it.

He yawned as he pushed the shop door open, his blue eyes scanning the small abode. It was a friendly and cosy looking shop, so smiling once more, he scowered the shop until he found a bottle of strawberry flavoured water. He approached the desk, to find no one there to greet him. Frowning somewhat, he sighed and waited there patiently, until he heard a shifting from a few metres away.

He blinked and his brows knitted together, before he decided to investigate, hence the saying 'the customers always right.' He noted an entrance, the door slightly ajar and frowned at it. That was where the strange noises originated from. He cautiously crept over to it, not wanting to startle the life force he sensed within the room. When he reached the door, his head poked through the gap, intrigue evident.

"Ah, Trunks-sama, I've been expecting you."

Said man facevaulted but hastily steadied himself, gawking ahead. Facing her back to him was an elderly woman upon a twirling chair, hands clasped together. Noting the outlook of the room and the fancy clothes she was wearing, he guessed she was some sort of fortune teller. He sighted a transparent ball upon the table. Correction; WAS a fortune teller.

"You were expecting me?" He questioned incredulously, starting to rethink his decision of ever coming into a small shop. The fortune teller sighed and whirled around on her twirling chair, glowering at him with sharp and wise eyes.

"I know your hearts desire." Her voice seemed to echo after she spoke her words, chilling Trunks a bit. He blinked confusedly, before pointing a finger at himself.

"You know my hearts desire, eh?"

"Hai."

Trunks suppressed his laughter, though his eyes shone with mirth and she saw this. He crossed his arms and arched a brow at the elderly woman who narrowed her eyes at him. "You want a drink, that is your desire, is it not?" She lied, hiding the grin trying to worm itself onto her face. Trunks' arms returned to dangle at his sides as he blinked at her, before grinning.

"Already got one." He stated, waving the bottle at her. She scowled but he took no heed and remained obliviously shaking the bottle.

"Iie, try this. For free, as long as you don't take that one." She suggested, brandishing a small carton. Trunk's other brow rose in confusion. Why would he take a carton instead of a bottle? But then again, what was the price of the bottle?

"How much does this cost?" He asked quizzically, pointing to his selected item. The fortune teller transcended into deep thought, before smiling brightly.

"One million yen."

Trunks paled and shook his head, discarding the bottle and grasped the carton she handed to him.

"Y'know, you're gonna get sued for having things that expensive." He muttered, turning away and glaring disdainfully at his juice carton. Fizzy juice to be precise. It was a new type of thing and he was aware of that, but still, he did not much have any desire for apple flavoured produce. He murmured something along the lines of 'arigatou' and made his way out, continually glaring at the carton.

The fortune teller, satisfied with her work, grinned and leant back into her chair, twirling it around so she faced her crystal ball. A blurry picture of a sweaty Saiyajin shrugging and not checking the ingredients of the drink showed and he proceeded to drink it down and walk away from the shop. The fortune teller laughed softly to herself. The affects would take twenty four hours before they decided to kick in.

Tsuzuku

A/N: Corniness : ) Please R+R Constructive Criticism is embraced and nice comments too. Flames? Well, they can continue to burn in hell : D