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Chapter 2

Friday afternoon

Videl sighed softly but happily as she reminisced the happy times she and Gohan shared. The daughter of Hercule smiled lightly as she thought back to their wedding and first child, Pan. 'She reminds me so much of my younger self. Her tomboyish appearance, her attitude, everything,' thought Videl as she decided to start lunch for Gohan, knowing he would be hungry once he got home. Making her way to the kitchen, she pondered on what to cook up this time, trying not to repeat any previous meals she made this past week. After a few minutes, she finally decided on what to make. She then pulled out a couple of pots and the needed ingredients as well. Then, after making sure she had everything she needed, she began preparing lunch for her Saiyan husband. After about an hour or so, she stood in front of the table smiling proudly at her accomplishment as she laid out all the dishes pilled with food. She was finally done and by the look of the clock, she was just on time.

She took a step back as the sweet aroma from the different varieties of food, filled her nostrils and smiled. She really outdid herself this time. Wanting to make this perfect, she grabbed a couple of napkins and set them carefully on the table, setting them up in a decorative manner. Hearing a car pull up in the driveway, she made her way towards the living room and patiently awaited for her husband to enter.

"Hey Videl," Gohan greeted as he opened and closed the door behind him.

"Hey, hun. How was work today?" asked Videl curiously as she hugged him and helped him take off his jacket.

"It was great actually. I got promoted and Bulma and I are almost done with that invention I told you about yesterday," replied the eldest of Goku.

"That's great. I'm proud of you," responded Videl as she pecked her husband's cheek lightly.

"Thanks, Videl."

"I knew you'd be pretty hungry, so I whipped up your favorite," said Videl as she led Gohan into the kitchen.

"Smells delicious. How'd your day go?" asked Gohan as he washed his hands at the sink and sat down at the table.

"Pretty good, actually."

"That's good. Have you talked to Pan lately?" questioned the demi- saiyan.

"Actually I have, she's said she's doing great and will most likely, visit sometime tomorrow."

Gohan smiled, he loved his daughter with all his heart. She grew up to be a beautiful young woman just like her mother. He tried to be there as much as he could for his family. Especially since, he remembered how depressed and sad his mother was when his father was gone when he was a younger and he definitely didn't want that to happen to Pan or Videl. He didn't want them to go through what he did as a child and if he could prevent it, he would.

"Hey, did anything come in the mail? I really need that last piece for the invention Bulma and I are working on."

"I think it did, I can't remember. A lot of letters came today but they were for Pan. Since she graduated college early, we received a stack of letters from different occupations in the mail today."

"That's fantastic, what type of occupations sent letters?" Gohan questioned curiously.

"I don't know off the top of my head, but I'll go get them real quick," replied Videl as she went to retrieve the letters.

Entering the vacant room of Pan, Videl searched for the letters she set down on her daughter's desk earlier after she checked the mail. Noticing a stack of envelopes, she grabbed them quickly and turned to head out the room. Feeling slightly dizzy, she dropped the envelopes as she tried to steady herself from stumbling. Trying to gain her composure back, she took in deep slow breathes before grabbing the envelopes and standing back up slowly. Straitening out her clothes, trying to remove any evidence of something seeming wrong, she quickly hurried into the kitchen, pretending as if nothing happened. She didn't know what was going on with her body. To tell the truth, she has been extremely dizzy lately. And to keep Gohan from worrying, she simply didn't tell him. She did feel a bit guilty, considering that she never hid anything from Gohan before, and that he never hid anything from her. They have always been completely honest with each other and here she was keeping something from him. 'It's probably nothing anyway,' thought Videl trying to ease the guilt and convince herself that everything was fine even though she knew otherwise.

Trunks sighed in relief as he exited his final meeting for the day. Running his fingers through his lavender hair, he tried to figure out what was bothering Pan. Ever since he came back from his lunch date with Pan and his girlfriend, all his thoughts seemed to swarm around Pan. He hasn't been able to concentrate on anything but Pan. Not being able to wrap his mind around it, he decided to just ask her when he had the time, instead of giving his self an unnecessary headache. He knew if he didn't talk to her soon, it would bother him and affect everything he did as a result.

He and Pan has been close ever since she was four. Even though Goten was his best friend, he'd have to say that Pan was his best friend also. They had many similarities, one being that they were both Saiyans, and that they contained a strong passion for fighting, and even though they had plenty of differences, they still clicked and hung out anyway. He quickly walked towards his car when it came in view, and got in quickly and then headed in the direction of capsule corp., his home.

Pulling up in the driveway of his childhood home and still home, he got out clicking the alarm behind him as he wandered inside. His thoughts unintentionally drifted back to Pan as he replayed the memory in his mind, struggling to figure out the problem. Not paying attention to where he was going, he bumped into something causing him to stumble back. The demi-saiyan groaned as he looked up only to see his father scowling.

"Watch where you're going, brat," barked Vegeta as he eyed his son in amusement.

"Sorry about that dad," replied Trunks frustrated as he proceeded to walk past his father.

"I hope you're going upstairs to change into your gi and join me in the GR, right son?" demanded Vegeta.

"Uh… of course dad. Just give me a minute." replied Trunks as he dashed off towards his room.

" Hmph. I thought so," replied Vegeta as he stalked off towards the GR.

Reaching the door to his room in a matter of seconds, he opened and closed it quickly as he hurriedly walked over to his closet, knowing his dad wasn't the type to possess much patience. He searched through his closet desperately, looking for his gi, knowing his father would beat him into a bloody pulp…literally if he didn't hurry.

"Crap….no wonder I couldn't find it. All my gi's are dirty," muttered Trunks as he threw his gi back in the hamper and grabbed a pair of clean sweatpants and a tank top instead. Quickly throwing on his clothes, he closed his room door and headed outside, towards the GR.

"Took you long enough, boy," said Vegeta as he tapped his foot impatiently.

"Sorry dad. I couldn't find a clean gi. "

"Shut up and fight," barked Vegeta as he flew towards Trunks and delivered a punch to his jaw. Trunks stumbled back, but quickly regained his composure back and kneed Vegeta in the stomach twice, only stunning him for two or more seconds. Vegeta did a back flip to avoid his son's roundhouse kick and caught his leg, when he tried to deliver a single kick. Seeing that his father was distracted by his last attack, he slammed his elbow repeatedly into his shoulder and then punched him in his jaw causing him to stumble back just barely. Vegeta lunged back at his son delivering many punches and kicks, smirking at how his son just barely dodged them. Getting frustrated that he wasn't getting in any hits, he let out a piercing cry as his usual lavender hair turned gold and his eyes—teal. Trunks charged at his father, not giving him anytime to transform, and threw multiple attacks at his father and smirked when the tables were turned and his father was now the one that couldn't get any hits in; however, his smirk faltered when his father powered up also.

2hours later

"You need more training, and your slacking but improving. Same time Monday, don't be late," said Vegeta as he emerged from the GR not giving his son a chance to speak.

Trunks smirked at his father's remark. Over the years, he finally understood what his father's insults really meant and that his last remark meant "good job" in a weird way. Powering down, he emerged from the GR and headed inside, towards the direction of his room. He was glad his father gave him the weekend off from training. He normally wouldn't do that and it was very un-Vegeta like, but hey, what could he say? His father was full of surprises.

He headed up the stairs and down the hall slowly, careful not to get any blood on the carpet from his arm. There weren't anymore senzu beans so his arm was just going to have to heal on its on. When his father powered up to SSJ2, he kicked him in his arm and he was immediately sent flying backwards against the wall.

He sighed in relief, once he finally reached his room. He quickly opened and then closed the door behind him, anxious to get in the shower. He hastily took off his clothes and entered the shower. Trunks moaned in relief as the hot water hit his muscular body. He threw his head back slightly, feeling completely relaxed. He was just glad Bulla wasn't here. Whenever she took a shower, she always took forever, leaving him with the not-so-hot water that he desired. Finally after about half and hour, the eldest of Vegeta exited the shower and flared his ki lightly, just enough to dry himself off.

He plundered through his closet for something casual to wear and came across a tight black shirt, light blue jeans and his shoes from the grand tour. He slowly put them on, not wanting to hurt his arm any more than it already was. Even though it wasn't broken, it was still pretty sore. He didn't think it was necessary to bandage it since the bleeding already stopped. All he was concerned with right now was a nice long nap before Bulla came home and decided to run her mouth on the phone with that boyfriend of hers.

Marron waited patiently for her friend, Bulla, to emerge from the changing rooms. She was getting quite bored with waiting. Bulla took forever to try on clothes but she guess she could cut her some slack.. after all, she did go in there with a pile of clothes that she could barely keep from falling out of her arms. Looking around the store to find something to keep her busy, her blue eyes came across an outfit that consisted of a pink tube top with a matching skirt. Heading over to the outfit that caught her interest, the daughter of Krillin and 18, picked up the outfit and examined it, deciding whether or not to get it. She fiddled with it for a moment before making her decision- she decided to get it.

Signing softly the young blonde's thought slowly drifted off towards a certain demi-saiyan. 'To bad he was already taken,' thought Marron sadly. 'He's such a goof, but he could be such a sweet guy.' Goten was a total sweetheart and that was what she liked in a guy; she wasn't into the bad boys like Bulla was into. And even though he could be a bit naïve, he was smarter than he let on. Every girl he dated, he treated them all like a queen and yet some of them just used him. She would never do that to him, after all she has been used plenty of times and each time a guy hurt her, her mother took care of them. She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't notice Bulla sneak up behind her.

"Thinking of Goten again huh?," questioned Bulla from behind as she smirked, similar to her father's.

Marron jumped slightly from being startled and just responded with a smile, her eyes slowly drifting down towards the red dress in Bulla's arm and then back at her with a questioning look.

"Don't you already have enough red?"

"Don't you already have enough pink?," retorted Bulla.

Clearly getting her point, Marron rolled her eyes and signed in annoyance and walked over to the clerk, Bulla right behind her. After paying for their items, the duo quickly exited the store, both satisfied with their purchases. Spotting a shoe store near by, the two decided to check it out.

"Hey isn't that Goten? He seems alone this time, maybe you should try and talk to him," stated Bulla. After hearing no response, Bulla turned around slightly confused and called for her friend, "Marron? Hey, were did you-"

"Shh. Be quiet," demanded Marron as she turned back around to see if he was gone. Satisfied that he was gone, she exited the store and began heading for the next one, pulling Bulla with her.

"Why are you hiding? For goodness sake your 29.," stated Bulla trying to suppress her laugh.

Marron signed, tucking her hair behind her hair in the process and met Bulla's gaze, "It's complicated."

"Hey it can't be that bad. Goten's a nice person and you know that Marron. He's not like most guys and I'm pretty sure if he saw you avoiding him he'd be pretty hurt."

"Yeah, I suppose your right."

"I'm always right. Now come on let's finish looking at the shoes. I think I saw a pair that I liked earlier."

Chi-Chi hummed quietly to herself as she hung up her and Goten's clothes. She smiled lightly, proud that she was finally done with today's housework. Now all she had to do was cook. She loved doing housework, it helped her take her mind off her troubles and the things that was bothering her. It was a great way to distract her mind…until she was finished. Sighing sadly, she turned to look at the sky with her hands clasped together, thinking of the father of her two children, Goku. Her Goku.

"Oh Goku, please come home soon."

Sighing once more she decided to start on dinner, knowing Goten would be back shortly. Heading back inside her house, she headed towards the kitchen to start on dinner. Pulling out a couple of pots, packs of food and the required ingredients, she began starting on dinner. In the middle of stirring the contents in one of her pots, she felt a ki approaching her house and paused for a brief moment, concentrating to see if it was Goten. After seeing that it wasn't Goten she finally placed who the ki really belonged to. Smiling she turned the pots down, so that the contents would cook slower, and walked outside to greet her friend. Goku had taught her how to feel ki, before he left. He told her that it'd be good to be on the look out for anything approaching just in case.

"Hey Chi. What's up."

"Nothing much, Bulma. How's it going?"

"Great. How about you?," replied the blue-haired woman.

"I'm holding up. Why don't you come inside?," suggested Chi-Chi as she followed her friend inside, closing the door behind them.

"I see you already started on dinner," stated Bulma as she sat down at the kitchen table.

"Yeah, Goten should be home soon, but what brings you by?"

"Just wanted to stop by and besides, I needed to get away from the 'Prince of all Saiyans' , but how's Goten and Valese?"

Chi-Chi let out a laugh along with Bulma before she answered. "They're okay I guess. Goten seems happy so I'd think so."

"That's great. This is his longest relationship, correct?"

"Yep that's right. What about Trunk's and his girlfriend?"

"I don't know, he seems happy, but something just seems off about her."

"What makes you think that?," asked Chi-Chi curiously as she sat next to Bulma after stirring the contents in the pots again.

"Because my woman's intuition is definitely trying to tell me something."

"Are you sure you're not just worried about Trunks getting his heart broken again?"

"I'm sure, you have to believe me Chi, a woman's intuition is never wrong, especially mine. I plan to keep a close eye on this one."

Chi-Chi laughed before she spoke, "You never liked any of Trunks' girlfriend's before so what's the difference now?"

"Most of these women are sneaky and deceiving and every time I've had a bad feeling about one of his girlfriends, I turn out to be right."

Chi-Chi shook her head before asking curiously, "So if any of Trunk's previous girlfriends and current one isn't right for him, then who is?"

"Pan of course… I mean think about it, they're best friends, she's beautiful, intelligent and she's a Saiyan which means Trunks wouldn't have to worry about keeping his heritage hidden and even Vegeta approves of Pan and it's very hard to receive Vegeta's approval. And plus we all know Pan wouldn't stoop low just to use him for his money like those other girls; her Grandpa's rich."

"Hmm. For once I think I actually agree about something you suggested. If I'm right the age difference wouldn't be a problem, it's completely normal," agreed the raven-haired woman.

"Exactly."

Chi-Chi thought for a minute before smiling, "I love it. So what's the plan?."

"There's not a plan for right now. I'm sure they'll come around so in the meantime there's no reason to step in unless we have to. Agreed?"

"Agreed."

"Which one should I get?" questioned Goten to no one in particular as he observed the rings in front of him.

"I wonder if she'll like this one," thought Goten curiously as he looked at one ring in particular. "Um. Sir. Excuse me, but how much does this one cost?," asked the black-haired demi-saiyam.

"2,000 zeni. Are you looking to purchase this ring?"

Goten thought for a minute, he did want to purchase the ring but not right now. He needed to wait for the perfect time. "How long can you keep this on hold?"

"2 weeks only, sir."

"Great. I'd like that then. I'll be back before two weeks ends. How much?"

"That will 30 zeni," replied the clerk.

"Okay. Here," replied Goten as he handed the clerk the money and collected his receipt.

'I better get home soon. Mom will almost be done with dinner soon,' thought Goten as he exited the mall and headed towards the nearest ally. Making sure no one was around or watching, he took off at full speed, heading in the direction of his home. "This is great," said Goten happily as he twirled around in the sky, flying even faster. He finally found the right woman after various, failed relationships. After about ten more minutes of flying, his destination came into view. He slowed down and landed carefully, eager to find out what his mom prepared this time. He was extremely happy, and as long as he had Valese and she was happy then that was all that really mattered. He pulled his key out his pocket and unlocked the door and shut it behind him, locking the door back in the process.

"Mom, I'm home." Goten walked further into the house waiting for a response, after not getting a response he tried again, this time louder, "Mom!"

"In here, son," yelled Chi-Chi as she stepped out the bathroom, shaking her hands dry.

"Hey mom, what's cooking?"

"Why don't you go wash your hands and find out," replied the raven-haired woman.

"Okay," responded Goten as he headed towards the bathroom, washing his hands quickly, but thoroughly. Arriving back in the kitchen, he sat down and then began to eat. In the process of gulfing his food down his throat, the sound of someone clearing their throat stopped him, realizing it was his mother; he instantly began to slow down.

"Sorry mom," said Goten as he smiled briefly, similar to his father's and began finishing his dinner at a slower pace.

After finishing his dinner in literally three minutes, he waited patiently for his mother to finish before speaking. About five minutes later, she finally finished her food and got up to take her and Goten's plate towards the sink.

"Mom?"

"What is it, son?"

"I've been doing some thinking and I think Valese's the one," replied Goten

as he waited for his mother's response.

Chi-Chi sighed and dried the last dish before turning to face her son," Goten, you said the exact same thing about your last two girlfriends', Lisa and Katie. What makes you so sure this time?"

"But this time I'm serious mom, I promise!," exclaimed Goten as he waved his hands in defense.

"Are you sure Goten? I mean absolutely, positively sure? How much do know about her? What do you like about her? Are you willing to spend the rest of your life with her?" interrogated Chi-Chi.

Ignoring her questions, he decided to say something different that could convince his mother otherwise. "Honest, I'm planning to buy her an engagement ring for her and everything. It's on hold."

"Oh honey that's great," responded Chi-Chi sounding happy. She and Bulma made a bet on who would get grandchildren first, excluding Pan since she was an adult, and by the looks of things, it looked like she was going to be the winner. Things were finally starting to look bright around here.

"Mom?"

"Yeah, Goten?"

Goten scratched his head trying to gather the courage to say what he wanted to say. "Can you not tell Bulma until I actually propose? Everyone knows Bulma will jump at any chance to throw a party."

Chi-chi sighed in defeat before she spoke, "Fine Goten. You have my word."

"Thanks mom. You're the greatest," replied Goten gratefully as he kissed his mom on the cheek and then headed up stairs, towards his room. Closing his room door behind him, he began stripping off his clothes, preparing for a shower. Throwing his clothes in the hamper after picking them up, knowing how much his mom would yell if she saw any untidiness, he headed towards his bathroom. The demi-saiyan groaned as the hot water ran down from his well-built chest down towards his muscular calves and feet. And after about half an hour, after making sure that he didn't miss a spot, he turned the water off and stepped out, wrapping a towel around him as he did so. Drying himself off, he exited the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel and headed over to his dresser to look for something to sleep in. Coming across dark-blue spandex shorts and a white tank top, he threw them on and headed towards his mother's room to say Goodnight.

"Goodnight, mom," said Goten as he hugged her and exited her room.

"Goodnight, son," replied Chi-Chi as she cut her lamp off and went to sleep.