Discrimination

Chapter 2

The Way Things Turn Out

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A/N: I love T/M almost as much as I love G/CC, anyway thanks for the few who reviewed. Now I just don't know what to do about Goten? Should I hook him up with someone or make a Trunks/Marron/Goten triangle. I dunno. Maybe I should make him play matchmaker.

Disclaimer: *groan* these are so stupid. I don't own them ok?

Marron stormed into the house. Her mother and father looked at her strangely.

"Back so soon?" 18 asked from the kitchen, "I thought it would take longer."

"No," Marron said huffily, "I got kicked out for punching out a saiyan."

Her mother chuckled under her breath. She was growing up to be just like her, "Good for you honey."

Krillin however didn't share her mother enthusiasm, "Marron you know better. You just don't go around picking fights."

"But daddy they started it!"

"It doesn't matter who started it," Krillin said sternly putting down the 'Vegetasia Times', "Life is hard enough without saiyans being our enemies."

18 rolled her eyes; "They are already our enemies, Krillin."

Krillin frowned.

"Anyway," 18 said with a mischievous smile, "Did you meet any new guys there?"

Krillin "humphed" and stared back into his newspaper. Marron shook her head. Now that Marron was eighteen; 18 wanted her to settle down. Something that Krillin hated to think about.

"I met the 'Prince Of All Saiyans'," Marron said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

"What was he like?" 18 asked her.

"A prick."

18 laughed and Krillin coughed to hide his own laughter and gave her the 'look' as best as a short, noseless father could give.

"And," Marron said hesitantly, "A boy named Goten." She was figured it was safe to say that as long as she didn't tip them off that he was a hybrid.

"Goten?" Krillin asked falling on his face and 18 dropping the dishes.

"Erm that's what I said."

"This Goten,"18 said, "wouldn't happen to be a demi-human?"

Marron gasped. How did they know? "I…ye…no… I mean,"

Krillin stood up and held his hand out for silence. Marron went quiet as her dad pushed himself up and straitening himself up.

"Marron you know better then to hang around with…"

"Freaks," 18 said finishing the sentence.

"Hybrids," Krillin looking at 18 warily, "So I hope, no… I know, that you will stay away from them."

"What did they do to make everyone to hate them?" Marron asked them angrily.

"They are, and don't forget this Marron," 18 said, "Worse then Saiyans. Much worse then saiyans. They are never to be trusted. They are dirty bums. They probably are thieves. Rats and insects are only compliments that could be given to them."

Marron sighed. It was bad having to be human and having saiyans hate you, she wondered what it would be like being hated by both humans AND saiyans."

"Now about this prince," Krillin said trying to change the subject, "Did you tell him about your human rights suggestion."

Marron scowled, "I doubt he could get anything through is thick skull."

18 giggled, "Oh? Really? I heard he was actually quite smart."

"Smart maybe, but no common sense," Marron said. Well she did see some intelligence in those blue eyes. He had real nice eyes. Well when she thought about it, he was cute all around.

'Oh ICK!' she thought to herself, 'Don't tell me I'm falling for the guy with the biggest ego in the world.'

She shook her head around and decided to make something to eat to get her mind off the lavender haired prince.

***

Trunks looked bored as his saiyan teacher began to ramble on about the history and legend of the Super Saiyan.

Trunks felt himself beginning to doze off. He imagined being in a normal classroom passing notes with Goten, and playing a practical joke on the blond Marron that sat in front of him. Laughing at her when she got angry. Having her baby blue eyes narrow in frustration.

…She looks cute when she's angry.

"Prince Trunks! Wake up now!" His teacher said.

Trunks groaned as he began to speak up again. The problem with a tutor was there was no other kids in his class so he couldn't slip away in the crowd and do something else.

Trunks tried to pay attention to his history lesson but he just couldn't it was so boring.

"Trunks! Pay attention!" said the teacher again with his tail swishing behind him. He snapped the ruler on his desk.

Trunks growled and grabbed the ruler away from his teacher. Right in front him, he crushed it with ease.

"That's 'Prince Trunks' to you 'sensei'," he said threateningly as he let go of what use to be a ruler.

The saiyan swallowed a lump in his throat and he wrapped his tail around his waist nervously.

"Well," he said after he cleared his throat, "Prince Trunks. I would… extremely appreciate it…if you… listened."

Trunks smirked imitating his father smirk, "Much better. I might actually pay attention, but you need to do something for me."

His teacher was now sweating. "What that might be Prince Trunks?"

"Nothing big. I just want to go on a little field trip," Trunks said grinning. He had the teacher right where he wanted him; "to a college."

The teacher seemed extremely relieved, "OK Prince whatever you want. I'll make a date to go to the Saiyan School of Abnormal Intelligence."

Trunks shook his head, "No, no. Nothing that big. Something small like… the Orange Star College."

The teacher looked him at strangely, "Are you sure my prince? There many rif-raft there. 3rd class saiyans, humans, and there is a rumor that there is a," he lowered his voice as if he was saying something secret, "a demi-saiyan walking abroad there."

"So I heard," Trunks said nonchalantly as he put his feet up on the table, "But I didn't ask for who was there, did I? I want to go to Orange Star College." And just to make sure he pointed to his teacher and created a small ki blast he was about to release.

"NO! I mean no you didn't," The teacher was sweating, "Of course my prince! I'll make reservations for next week… right now!"

"No," Trunks said disintegrated the small ki blast, "Make it tomorrow."

"Yes, yes prince Trunks tomorrow!" His teacher left in hurry.

Trunks chuckled. Today was one of the few days he actually enjoyed this learning. He loved teachers with no backbones.

***The next day****

'Wow,' Marron thought scribbling notes on her paper, 'the history of the super saiyan is very interesting.'

Marron's history class was incredibly large, over 900 people. The school in itself was large. That was because it was one of the few schools that allowed humans in. It also housed stupid saiyans, and there were a lot of them.

The bell rang, "Ok people remember. Next class I will expect a 10 page paper on the history of the super saiyan. And if you only get three grammar mistakes or you will fail this term. Have a nice weekend."

Marron smiled. She had already written report and corrected it. Now she only needed to rewrite it without spelling errors. She hurried out of the classroom and headed for the cafeteria.

It was the usual bustle. Marron always packed a lunch because the lunch line was always very large. Saiyans eat a lot.

She heard a boy and a girl gossiping behind her, both humans as she searched for a table.

"Did you hear? There is a half-saiyan and half-human boy here!" the guy said.

"No way," the girl exclaimed, "That's so disturbing."

"Seems like they will allow anyone in this school now."

'Half saiyan? Are they talking about Goten?' Marron thought to herself as she absentmindedly looked for a table.

"Look there he is!" the boy said pointing.

Marron looked towards where they were pointing and sure enough, she saw Goten sitting by himself eating a large meal.

"Disgusting," the girl said, "They should kick him out of the school."

Marron rolled her eyes when she recognized the two gossipers. They were the leaders of the 'DDAH', or 'Don't Discriminate Against Humans'.

'The irony is so thick you could cut it with a knife,' she thought as she maneuvered her way to the almost empty table that Goten was sitting at. Everyone was keeping their distance; there were empty tables surrounding him.

"This seat taken?" Marron asked Goten who was busy stuffing his face.

He looked up in surprise until he saw Marron and said, "Mrff mrmrmarmfffff."

"Eh?" Marron asked, "swallow your food first."

Goten swallowed, "It's never taken. Go ahead."

Marron smiled and sat down next to him. "You got into college?"

Goten nodded, "Yeah unfortunately. My mom and dad somehow convinced them."

Marron smiled, "It isn't that bad."

"Maybe not for you. You probably get good grades."

Marron was about to say something when the whole cafeteria erupted in screams of excitement.

"What in the hell?" Marron asked looking behind her toward the commotion. She saw whom they crowding around and groaned, "Please anyone but him."

"Who is it?" Goten asked trying to look around the mob of girls…or looking at the mob of girls.

"Prince asshole."

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A/N: MWAHAHAHA! So they meet again! Wow that was a really bad ending but oh well. And I think I will continue this story but it might take awhile cuz I'm writing others. Peace.