Author's note: Enjoy

Author's note: Enjoy! I'll get the next chapter out soon (I think). Don't forget to review! Thanks ~nightgale.

Chapter 4:

Why is there such a big crowd? Trunks wondered as he stepped down the stairs. I think I'll go take a look. Wait, what about that bitch? A little voice reminded him inside his head. Oh right, her, well, he glanced around. I kind of lost her. I'll find her later but now, I'll have a peek at what all this commotion is about.

He pushed through the crowds and managed to get the middle before it was absolutely impossible to go any further. Oh well, I guess I have to watch the fight from here. He noticed that everybody was staring at two girls standing face to face in the centre.

One girl looked about 16 or 17 and judging from the way she waved her tail around, she was not a low class Saiyan. The other girl was…hey! The other girl is that bitch!

He grinned. Looks like the two is about to fight, this should be interesting!

"Hold it," he heard the bitch girl saying to that other girl. "How did you know that I'm really scared of you? The real reason I'm trying to decide if I would fight you or not is because of your pathetically little power level! I think you are not really worth wasting my time on,"

Wow, I have to say that she's got some guts. That other girl is from higher ranking classes so she is stronger than average girls. Tough luck, bitch girl! But I don't think you're going to win…hold it! That other girl just tried a punch and she missed. What the…

Trunks lean forward to get a better view. Okay, that bitch girl is clearly not who I thought she was. She's got a lot of speed and definitely a lot of power, he thought as he watched the girl jam her knee right into the other girl's stomach.

They were exchanging conversations as they fought but he was too far away to hear them. Damn!

Trunks watched as the other girl fall to the floor and grinned. He couldn't help but admire the way the bitch girl fought. I wonder what it would be like to have her as a sparring partner?

He erased that thought as he joined the crowd in shouting insults at the girl on the floor. After a while, he noticed that the bitch girl had disappeared. Damn, where did she go now?

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Hey! There she is! Trunks spotted the girl on the dance floor with another guy. They seemed to be talking about something, and then they started walking away, Trunks followed close behind. What are they doing?

They stopped in front of a door. The girl opened the door and shoved the guy inside. After that, she glanced around as if to make sure that nobody was looking at her. Then she went inside too and closed the door behind her.

Oh gross, Trunks thought in disgust. They are probably…

All of a sudden, he got a weird feeling bubbling up inside of him.

He had never felt this way before. Is it anger? Happy? Sad? Can it be…jealousy? He erased that thought, yeah right. Why would I be jealous? I am the Prince of the Saiyans and there's nothing I can't have.

Then why did he feel so bad?

His gaze was stuck to the door. He wanted to know badly what was going on inside there. Suddenly, the door opened and the girl walked out. Trunks noticed that the guy was not with her. What happened to him? Is he still inside the room? He decided to stay and watch for a while, just to see what will happen next.

A few minutes later, the girl returned with another guy. A different guy this time and led him to the small room. The same thing happened. After a few minutes, the girl came out without the guy. She walked to the dance floor, got another guy and they disappeared into the room again.

Trunks watched as the girl repeated this procedure about 5 more times. Once, he saw that she even led a girl into the room. His curiosity was killing him. What the heck is going on inside there?

Finally, he decided that he would go and take a peek inside. He waited until the girl went out, then he quickly ran towards the door. Trunks hesitated as he put his hand on the doorknob. Should I? Yes, hurry! She's coming back any minute now!

He turned the knob and pushed opened door.