Hearing the door to gravity room close behind them, Vegeta walked to the control deck.

" Stretch" he demanded Trunks, who was already stretching before him. He noticed how Trunks didn't even flinch at his words. Not only that, but he didn't even listen to a word Vegeta had said. Quick enough, Vegeta moved in front of him.

" We're going to do a different training today.." he informed. Trunks swallowed hard.

" What's that?" he asked. Vegeta chuckled evilly looking at him

" Well....today you're fighting me...not the robots.." he stated. Trunks swallowed harder, a sweat drop formed on the edge of his forehead. Vegeta chuckled, breaking off his trance.

" What? Scared?" he asked sarcastically. Trunks scowled at him.

" No..." he defended himself. Vegeta, still his smirk pasted on his face, walked across him.

" Ready?" he asked. Trunks smirked

" Anytime.." with that said, the sayian and half sayian disappeared into the air.

Lighting could be seen throughout the windows of the chamber. The ground near Capsule Corp. headquarters was almost shaking, nothing Bulma would have to be concerned about since to her it was a normal routine now.

Bulma was headed to her lab when she heard giggling and squealing on the guest room. Whoever Bra is talking to, I wonder? she thought to herself, now walking towards the guest room. She knocked on the door

" Bra? Are you in there?" she asked. Bra and Pan held silenced for a second then Pan decided she would be the one to open the door. When she swung it open, Bulma screamed a joyful surprise.

" PAN!!! Oh my Goodness!!! When did you get here?" she asked hugging her tight. Pan hugged her back and started giggling too out of happiness.

" Well...I just got here almost four hours...five hours ago the maximum..." she smiled. Bulma took a look at her. She quite looked different anyhow.

" Wow!! You look fantastic!!! One year did make a lot of difference!!!" she stated. Pan smiled and nodded.

" So...where's Videl and Gohan...they'll be so glad to see you!!!"

" Well...my parents went on a surprise visit to Rome...they missed me and they wanted to see me, so they took the trip!"

" Sure. Videl came here everyday because she felt lonely at days, when Gohan was at work and there was nobody left at home.."

" Well...whatever the reason was, they went home...I meant Rome...." she corrected herself. Bulma smiled. " And they liked it so much they decided to stay there for two more weeks..."

" Really?!" asked a surprised Bulma. " Well...I mean, Rome can be as great as it looks from down here!"

" It's the most amazing place I've been. I'm telling you.....it is romantic. So famishing and great it's just...you know it holds so much culture within and so much passion, I liked it so much. I'd have to go back...it is a great place I tell you..."

" Really? Well, It's a good thing you get to go. I won't be nearly setting a foot in there...Vegeta won't want to go..."

" You should give it a try...maybe he'll be willing to go..."

" Well...you never know...I think it's great you came here, I am willing to let you have anything at this house, just make yourself at home....say how is it going for you at College? You know it must not be easy to just leave here and make it to a place which has different culture and different stuff and all that.."

" Well....it has been going great for me. I got a job at my first year of College and I'm one of the biggest pillars in the company, so I won't get fired any time soon...I hope. Anyway, they know I'm still studying, so they don't go that hard on me. Although it's already hard enough for me, being at work and studying at the same time...but I wouldn't miss that for the world. They're paying me great amounts of money...which I am not able to use until I'm 21....so I'm on scholarship money for now..."

" Wow, that sucks. But at least you get to save it....the more you save...the more you have!!"

" That's true..."

" Well...I'm headed to my lab, do some research about the new inventory that was sent to Canada, but later on, we'll catch up on everything, huh?!"

" Sure. Thank you for having me here Bulma.." she stated. Bulma shrugged.

" Don't mention it, kid. Well...so long for now..." she stated turning on her heel and walking away to her lab. Pan smiled then returned inside the room.

Inside the gravity room...

Vegeta threw a ki blast to Trunks, which he slipped away with difficulty, falling on the ground. He then stood up and went to Vegeta, throwing a punch which landed into the air. Not sensing Vegeta anywhere, he turned, only to find himself with a punch landing straight on his face, knocking him on the ground.

" Get up!" demanded Vegeta.Trunks rolled over and coughed a poor amount of blood. Gasping hard, he managed to stand up, barely. He looked at Vegeta who not only seemed furious, but was waiting for him his arms crossed, a more rough scowl on his face.

" You are not concentrating, Trunks!" he shouted at him angrily. Trunks sighed hard, feeling now the horrible pain that overtook the side of his right eye. He touched it lightly then proceeded to look at Vegeta, who was walking his way towards him. Observing closely, he turned Trunk's face a bit roughly to the side, to watch better the mark his punch had left.

" That's gonna leave a bruise. Go take care of it and be back here tomorrow morning. Maybe you can concentrate by then..." he requested, turning his back on his son. Trunks stared at him angry at himself for being so weak in front of his father. Before turning, Vegeta glanced back.

" You've gotten stronger. Let's just see what you can do tomorrow..." he stated. Trunks turned on his heel and smirked to himself. Knowing Vegeta, he knew it was his way to say he was not disappointed. He walked outside, the gravity room's door shutting down behind him.

When he walked inside the house, Bulma was in the kitchen. She had already finished the research of the inventory, which let her to the only thing she'd have to do: cook. When he entered the kitchen, nothing was more noticeable than the green, almost purple mark on Trunk's eye bone.

" Trunks, what the hell was that?! Was that Vegeta?!" she said out loud, pressing her fingers lightly against the bruise. Trunks moved his head away in a bit of pain.

" Yeah...we were training and he hit me...non intentionally...."

" Yeah right! Is that why he let you off easy?" she asked, now looking for some ice inside the refrigerator. Trunks sat down on the table inside the almost average kitchen.

" Well, no. He said I wasn't concentrating then told me to be there tomorrow morning to see if my concentration got better..." he stated. Bulma rolled her eyes, and sat on the table with a small cup of grape juice, handing Trunks the ice bag.

" Well...what's taking off your concentration?" she asked. Trunk's cheeks lit up with red shades. Bulma grinned.

" It's Pan, isn't it? You already saw her..." she stated. Trunks blushed harder, then scowled, making Bulma look at him with a doubtful expression.

" Trunks, what's wrong, honey? Why that face..." she asked again. Trunks looked at her, then faked a smile.

" Well...I'm glad she's back..." was all he said, standing up from the chair.

" Trunks, something's wrong with you..." she said standing up behind him.

" How'd you know?"

" My woman's intuition.." she stated smiling in highness. Trunks smirked at her. He knew this was a long talk....so he sat down on the table, Bulma sat beside him .

" So...what's wrong?"

" Well...mom, lets not do this, please. I don't want to talk about it."

" Trunks, it will get better if you talk it out of you...not if you keep it inside..."

" Well...mom....I....kinda treated her ....bad....earlier..." he stated shyly. Bulma's eyes widened in doubt.

" Whatever for, honey? I thought she was the pretty girl you always liked..."

" Well...yeah...but...there are some things she did that I was not...not...-"

" Not ok with? " she cut him off. He nodded.

" Well, Trunks. Sometimes the people we love the most do mistakes, most of the time not willing to. But that doesn't mean we can't forgive them...take your father for example. He had committed mistakes in his life that are not worth forgiving, but I forgive him because I love him enough. It's not like I do it the second he makes a mistake, but we talk about it and I now that he knows he regretted it, and he knows I love him enough to know he was sorry..."

" Well....maybe that's how it works for you....but not for me. I just feel like I want to just hurt her....to make her feel what I had to go through....but I can't. I can't hate her, and I can't hurt her....but I want to so bad...."

" Trunks, don't say that. You know it's not true..-"

" I know.....but trust me mom. I'm not willing to do it either...I just can't..."

" Well...you know that only means one thing....you lover her still. Just, don't think you'll be ready to forgive anytime soon...it does take time..."

" I know...." as he said this, Bulma stood up from her seat and started spinning a spoon inside the contains of food on the stove.

" Well...got get ready for dinner. It's almost ready..." she stated. Trunks nodded, standing up from the seat and walking upstairs. Bulma sighed hard, seeing he had left the ice bag where she had placed it the first time she was to hand it to him....on the table.