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Chapter 36

Thursday Morning

Pan tried her best not to look bored, but that was pretty hard to do when the meeting you were in couldn't even keep your attention span for five minutes. She shook her head desperately trying to stay focused. She was in an important meeting with Trunks and it was her job to take notes and write down all of the important stuff. Now she knew why Trunks ditched work so much, it was extremely boring and people just couldn't agree to the same thing for anything.

She let out a sigh, really wishing that this meeting would come to an end already. How freaking hard was it to decide on whether or not business could be passed down only through family or not? She shook her head once more and jotted down a couple things she heard that she thought was important.

Pan sneaked a glance over at Trunks and took the time to admire his features. She was just glad she wasn't running from her feelings anymore. It took her a long time to realize the truth, but when she did, she was extremely grateful. It all comes down to one saying: the more you run from it, the stronger whatever you running from becomes and the faster you accept it, the stronger you become. In other words, if she would have accepted her feelings earlier she wouldn't have struggled so much on the inside.

She blushed when Trunks caught her staring at and raised an eyebrow at her in curiosity. She quickly turned her head the other way and continued jotting down notes.

Vegeta grunted each time he was successful in completing another one-arm push up. He was in the GR, working up more than sweat with gravity all the way up times 700, doing his daily training. He simply refused to just sit around, he didn't care if it was times of peace or not. A true warrior never stopped training. A true warrior strived to get stronger and more powerful everyday. A true warrior always knew that strength wasn't the only way to win a battle and a true warrior had pride.

Vegeta did one more one-arm push up before calling it quits and deciding to work on his punches and attacks. He was punching at speeds unknown unless detected by one skilled at battle and fighting. He let out a battle cry as he powered up to Super Saiyan 2, purposely skipping the first level. He would never voice it out loud to anyone but the second level always seemed to be his favorite. Who wouldn't feel powerful with lighting crackling around them?

He smirked at the power and continued his training.

Character Change

"Dang it!," screamed Bulma in aggravation and anger.

She finally came up with a product that could possibly make full blooded-Saiyans hair grow, but she messed it up when she added to much of certain chemical. She slammed her fist on the lab table in frustration and decided to call it quits. She needed to go check on her mother anyway.

She let out a sigh and took off her lab coat, making sure to lock up her lab behind her, and headed for her parents bedroom. She smiled when she neared closer, if her calculations were right then her mother should be better by next week. She smiled at the thought and knocked on the door to her mother's room and entered worriedly when she heard no response. Her worry disappeared when she realized her mother was sleeping and decided to go start on lunch for Vegeta.

Bulla listened to Marron talk about what transpired between her and Goten and found herself trying not to laugh. She was currently on her lunch break and only had a couple of more minutes left before it was over and she was just thankful that she had time to eat first. She got up and closed her office door and sat back down in her chair.

"Marron?"

"Yeah?"

"I have a confession to make."

"What is it?"

"What if I told you I had a crush on someone you knew?"

"Depends," replied Marron eager to hear who her friend had a thing for.

"On what?," Bulla asked curiously.

"On who it is of course."

"Seventeen."

"What?! My uncle?! How?"

"I don't know how it happened, but I just find myself attracted to him and it's like he wakes something in me that I never knew I contained. I just feel different around him."

"I think you should rid any feelings you have for him," replied Marron bluntly.

"What? Why?"

"He's not right for you, I just don't think he'd return the feelings you have for him."

Farrah let out a groan as her thoughts kept going back to Uub. What was it about him that caused her to be intrigued? His strength? Appearance? What was it? She let out a sigh before leaving Mirai Trunks and Venezeula in the living room. She needed to figure out what was causing her to be attracted to him, not that he wasn't attractive, it's just that she needed to know. She was tired of him clouding her thoughts and mind. She has only seen him one time, so how was it even possible to have feelings for someone you just met? Was that even possible? Or was her mind just playing tricks on her?

She let out another sigh as she entered her room and laid down on her bed. Her room wasn't big, but it wasn't small either. The walls of her room were painted a light purplish color. Blue was her favorite color and since she has been told that her mother loved the color pink, she mixed the two together causing a light purplish color. Her bed sheets were a light purple also. She closed her eyes trying to think of the reason of her attraction to Uub. Maybe if she saw him again, she'd be able to figure out. Right? Of course. Maybe then she could squash these feelings she had for him. She would admit that she was somewhat attracted to him, no matter how much she didn't like it she wasn't going to be blind about it. She just had to do something about it.

Pan smiled, grateful that the meeting was finally over. And she couldn't be happier. What kind of meeting lasted for four hours straight anyway? That was just insane. If it was up to her, meetings wouldn't even last past forty minutes. She watched as everyone got up to leave and made sure to shake everyone's hand as they exited the conference room.

She let out a breathe of air once everyone was gone and plopped herself down onto one of the nearest chairs. Who knew that just sitting through a meeting and taking notes could be so tiring?

"Not so fun, now is it?"

Pan shook her head no, "I don't know how you can do this! I thought I was going to die of boredom!"

Trunks chuckled, "Now you see why I fly out the window so often!"

Pan nodded her head, "Well yeah! If I had to do meetings like this, I'll fly out the window, too. Unlike you I wouldn't get caught."

Trunks laughed a little more before he stopped, realizing what Pan just said and raised an eyebrow, "You really think you wouldn't get caught."

Pan unconsciously walked over towards Trunks, "I KNOW I wouldn't get caught."

Trunks smirked, "Are you challenging me, Pan?"

"Maybe. But I wouldn't even call it a challenge."

Trunks looked at Pan, his smirked widening. It has been a long time since he and Pan challenged one other, but he was looking forward to this one.