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It Never Ends


C -11 The weekend.


The weekend was rather busy. He came home late Friday to be accosted by his father in a sparing match. Half way through the match two muddy and figures entered the house.

Soyna looked furious and when dad asked 'what the hell happened to you?' all she did was grunt and go take a shower. Junior, even though he was equally covered in mud, cleared up the question.

Dad was not happy to hear that she had been sparing with Goten and seemed even more displeased when he learned that the fight between Soyna and Goten was a draw. "Gohan had to stop them, or else I don't think either of them would have given up."

"Why were you landscaping the Son's yard?" He had asked and was given a sheepish answer about how Goten and him got into a fight at school and Soyna was punishing them for having to go into the school.

Dad just gave a grunt and muttered something about immature children and left the room.

Trunks just smirked at his OTHER self's son complaining that his now perfect attendance record was ruined because that idiot Goten wouldn't leave him alone. He didn't seem to mad at him anymore though.

He over heard Soyna and his father talking before he decided to retire for the evening.

"How could that idiot keep up with me?" she had cursed. "Even with my injured arm, I should have won."

And then there was dad, with his usual sensitive wit, "Idiots have a way of winning. They seem to have luck on their side." Trunks had smiled. He remembered how he would curse not being able to win against Goku, calling him a bungling fool low class Saiyian. But he still lost, no matter how much of an idiot he thought Goku was. He still could not keep up to Goku.

"Is that supposed to make me feel better?" she snapped at him.

Dad just grunted. It never made him feel better over the years.

Then Saturday, the house was abnormally quiet all day. Which was fine by him. He was actually able to finish the three days worth of work that he had allowed to pile up when he was fretting about all the things that he had screwed up with Pan and Soyna.

It wasn't until the sunset that he heard the boy come running through the house, with large teddy bears in tow. Soyna followed slowly behind them wearing her casual clothes and her hair under a hat. Her bad arm looked like it bandaged tighter than the other day. Goten must have hurt her arm in their spat.

She must have taken the boys to the fair.

Legen had his face painted to look like a lion and his hair seemed to resemble a mane as he bounded around the house after his brother who seemed to have claimed his portion of the cotton candy. Benot had his face painted to look like a wolf and was not about to let his brother get the cotton candy that he claimed as his. Then there was Fry, with his face painted as if he were a mouse. He looked tired and stayed closed to Soyna as his friends bounded around the room.

Mom had gone with them for her arms were full of trinkets that they bought or won and her face was painted with a star on either side of her cheek.

They must have had a good time.

He returned to his paperwork, determined to finish it, so he wouldn't have to look at it Sunday and didn't hear anything from them for a couple of more hours until he went down the kitchen to get something to eat.

That was when he found Soyna looking at a flyer and looking rather glum.

He wasn't sure if he should ask her what was wrong, but he did. Feeling that he should try to keep their communication open between them, but at the same time he didn't want to get her upset.

"There is a tournament coming," she said not looking up. "There are flyers everywhere now."

He looked at the flyer.

He didn't understand her concern. So, someone was starting another tournament. Big deal. There was a new one every month it seemed. He knew dad entered the odd one, or at least used to especially when Goku was around. The money wasn't that big of a deal for them, but it allowed Vegeta to have a say in the money at least. Something that he had very little control over as it was. He remembered the last tournament that they had both entered. The final match, as they knew it would turn out to be, was Goku and Vegeta. Vegeta lost. He didn't take it all that well but mom had somehow managed to calm him down and prevent him from destroying the stadium. That was before Goku left.

"It's a lot of money, don't you think, for the first," she said.

He looked at the prize money. "They do that, so they can draw out the big names, get some good fighters in. If they have a good show, they can make it another year. The show is only as good as the fighters."

She made a sound of contemplation. "Are you thinking of entering?" he asked.

She shrugged.

He went about getting his food and even offered Soyna some, knowing that he was sucking up big time. He wanted to have a friendship with her. He wanted her to talk more freely about the future that she came from.

She shook her head, "I ate enough junk today," she said simply and examined the flyer further.

It seemed to bother her.

He decided to leave her alone with her thoughts. He didn't want to push her tolerance level of him at all.

Sunday he slept in.

He woke up to see his father scowling as he was watching Soyna sparing with Goten. They were going at it pretty fast and furiously. There was a lot of energy in those two and they seemed anxious to kill each other.

"How long have they been going at it?" he asked his father and was not really expecting an answer.

"Too long," He humped. "Fool boy, doesn't even realize that he doesn't have a chance."

He looked up at the two super-Saiyians. Goten was not holding back. Soyna was being careful of her arm, but she was still doing well. They were both at level 2.

"Goten had to finish the match," Junior said from behind him. He did not look two happy as he looked at the two fighters. "Fool won't wait until her arm in properly healed."

Vegeta gave a low growl. Trunks looked up to see Soyna plummeting down. She got herself before she collided with the ground, but Goten was on her, trying to land another blow to make her hit the earth. She dodged it and twirled behind him in a rather graceful move and hit him in the small of the back, causing him to land face first in the ground. Dad had used that move on him a couple of times. He must have learned it from her, because she made it look so easy and smooth.

She then proceeded to stomp on his back, placing one foot on his head. "Do you give?"

He could only hear a grunt from the ground.

Soyna seemed satisfied with the grunt and walked away from him. He forgot how different she looked when she was transformed. How much sleeker she seemed to become and graceful, unlike them, who grew more muscles and bulk to increase their power. She powered down with a breath and looked back at Goten who was struggling to his feet on weak knees.

"How the hell did you do that?" he said.

"I am better than you," she simply said. "Now, you have to finish the garden TODAY!" She said with a big smile as she passed her brother who was scowling at Goten. She gave him a pat on the shoulder and walked into the house. Vegeta followed.

Goten sighed.

"You had to make that stupid bet, didn't you," Junior said.

Goten rubbed the back of his head and made a slight chuckle. "I didn't think she was that strong. I thought I could beat her."

Junior just shook his head. "You are quite the fool!"

Goten just grinned. "I guess we better get working."

Trunks smiled as he watched them continue to argue as they flew off the Son household. A place he would go soon, as well. They obviously were at least getting along now.

He wanted to make sure that everything was still okay with Pan. After she stopped twisting all his words around, they had a decent lunch. The lunch turned out a bit longer that it normally did and he was nearly late for a meeting because of it. They did something that they normally didn't do. They had ordered a desert.

He made his way over to the Son household and watched Junior and Goten work in the garden at a fevered pace. They weren't doing that bad of a job and when he joked about them getting jobs as landscape artist, they didn't appreciate the humor.

Pan brought them out some food and he smiled at her.

He also saw that Gohan followed closely after her and he didn't look too happy. There was a lot of tension in him and that was quite unusual for the normally relaxed Gohan. He must have had a bad week at school, with having to deal with his brother and Junior fighting, probably didn't help his mood.

He approached them as they sat and watched to two workers.

It was mostly just casual talk, about nothing in particular. He talked a bit about how he got caught up on his work and this new deal he was going to try to pull through. Pan talked about school and how she got her grade in her last lab and was going to protest it. Gohan was remarkable quiet the whole time.

He looked like he had something on his mind. Trunks thought about asking, but decided against it.

"DONE!" Goten announced with a triumphant yell! "Mom has got her dream garden and I am going to eat and take a nap!"

Junior grinned and shook his head. He looked tired also.

"Might as well. Tomorrow we got to work on all those extra assignments that my sis so nicely supplied us with." Junior said and rubbed his eyes beneath his glasses. They must have been bothering him, because he was doing that a lot.

Goten shoulders slumped. "Oh yeah." He could still act like a five-year-old at times.

Of course, that was when the boys showed up, each with an ice cream cone supplied by Videl. They were getting spoiled this weekend. A fair and then they get taken out for ice cream. He never got those types of privileges unless he was able to beat his father at something, and that was damn hard.

Trunks shook his head as Benot pointed to Goten. "Lost to my mom again! You wimp!"

Benot really had to work on his tack. Goten narrowed his eyes at the boy and tensed. He knew that Benot calling him a wimp bothered him. It was almost humorous seeing how much it bothered him. Benot was always one to get into trouble though. Trunks could see that Benot still didn't care for either of them for scaring him that day in the kitchen.

Goten narrowed his eyes. "I'll get you later! I am to tired to deal with you."

Benot proceeded to make a bunch of chicken noises.

Goten's face turned red.

Trunks sat back and was preparing to watch Goten loose it on the kid. Just like he did at the pool when he nearly drown him for beaning him with the beach ball. They thought it was humorous then, but this situation. What would he do?

Pan laughed and walked over to her uncle. "Come on. I'll make you some real food," quickly diffusing the situation before Goten could get madder at Benot.

Then the whole evening changed. After Goten had a shower, they decided to go raid a restaurant instead of cooking. Gohan had his hands full trying to keep up with three wild boys who thought that the pond was a great place to take a skinny-dip.

The three of them had a rather enjoyable dinner talking about the old times. Their last travel in space and filling Pan in on a few of the places that he hadn't mentioned to her.

He didn't really want her to know about that water planet, with those nymph like inhabitants.

She just giggled as Goten told her about how he fell head over heals for this one with long dark hair. He sank in his chair and blushed. She was a great looking woman. She was smaller than the other nymphs were, but he sure took a shine to her. She had the biggest dark eyes; he couldn't stop thinking about her, while he was on that planet. She wasn't that much of a conversationalist, none of them were, but that was not what was on his mind. He could drown in her eyes, as she would hum the tune that she would always gently hum and run her fingers through his hair as he caressed her throat...

"I had to drag him off that planet. If I wasn't there, he would have been trapped by her," Goten said.

Pan laughed. "I didn't know you could be such a romantic!"

He sank further in his chair.

"He was no better!" Trunks said hoping to turn back the conversation. "You and that one with the white hair. She took a shine to you and you weren't exactly fighting her off!"

It was Goten's turn to blush. "At least she talked. Yours only hummed and you couldn't be separated from her for long!"

They both glared at each other. These were things that they really didn't want other people to know. That was one planet that was the most enjoyable to visit, but it wasn't something that you dare right home about.

Pan laughed. "Some real Casanova's," she said as she nibbled on what was left of their third appetizer. "Why did you leave if you two were so infatuated with those nymphs? They turn out to be not that good of gals after all?"

She seemed to enjoy watching our faces burn. Trunks was glad that Goten was able to answer. "I thought I felt dad," he whispered. "I thought I could catch him."

Pan stopped laughing, her face turned serious. "Do you really think that he is still out there?"

Goten just nodded.

"I sometimes have dreams that Grandpa will be coming back to us," Pan confessed in the silence that hung over the table. "I am so happy in those dreams when he comes back. We all are. But he just isn't the same as when I was little."

Trunks sighed. The loss of Goku still reached them all and still pulled at all their heart strings.

"I don't know why he always has to leave," Goten said as he grabbed some of the fries. "I don't understand why dad thinks that it is better if he is not around."

Trunks understood. "He just feels that he is bringing all these threats down on his family."

"Yeah, but they come anyway," Goten said.

Trunks was glad when the conversation turned back into more cheerful topics. Goten was drowsing in his chair until the food arrived and then he was full of vigor again. The guy had a busy weekend. Trunks was amazed that he was still awake.

He talked with Pan most of the time.

They split the ribs that he ordered and the chicken that she ordered. They talked and laughed and had some wine. It was more enjoyable that his lunches with her ever were.

It ended way to quickly for him. Pan recommended that they take her uncle home, before they have to drag him. He was nearly snoring at the table once the plates were cleared away.

He was hoping to order a desert, like they did at lunch on Friday.

He dropped them off at home and was very aware that Gohan was looking out the window at him and he didn't look too happy. He drove home that night wondering what Gohan was mad at.



AN/ The stuff I have written, is important for later parts in the story, if I manage to get it working... and ** note ** no one else seems to care the way the romances are going, so fluffy may get her way.....(I think I can hear her jumping for joy) INPUT and MORE INPUT will make me giddy with joy! REVIEW ME!

The next chapter may be awhile, but it will come!


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