The next day, silence loomed over the house. Even the phone was quiet, it only rang once or twice, when normally it would be alive with activity. Of course, most of those calls were for Bra, seeing as my only friend was a girl named Saria. I told her what had happened on MSN, and we got into another of many discussions on how parents are so unfair, life sucks, so do preps, yada yada yada. Then she told me that her family was leaving for the rest of the summer, and this time they were dragging her along with them. Great, I'm all by myself this summer. Thong Briefs against the world. Fun.

That night, Trunks came to visit and spend the night. Mom had invited him to cheer everyone up. Trunks was one of the very few people I really liked, he was everything a big brother should be. Every time he spent the night, he would come up to my room at midnight and give me a present, like a c.d or chocolate. When he came that night, he had brotherly advice to give me.

"I heard what happened between you and Dad," he said. "I really wish I could've come sooner, but I've been so busy with school and all." Trunks was in college, taking summer classes in business and technology so he could run Capsule corp., my grandfather's company.

"Yeah well, shit happens. If Dad hates me, so what." I said.

"Dad doesn't hate you, he flipped, that's all. Even if he did hate you, you wouldn't be the first. Dad's just not a very lovable guy."

"No really?" I said sarcastically.

"Maybe if you got to know him, you'll see that he's a really great guy. You have a lot in common."

"Like what?"

"Well. uh.. You're both bent on destruction."

"What a wonderful quality we can share. I know! We could have father daughter discussions on how to take over the universe!"

"You're such a great kid." Trunks laughed and ruffled my hair.

"Hey! My hair is retarded enough without you having to mess it up! And I'm not a kid!"

"You're so cute when you're angry!" He said in a baby voice and flicked my nose. I whacked him with a pillow at him and knocked him flat. "Wow, you're getting pretty strong! Maybe you should enter in the tournament that's coming up. I'm going, and everyone else too. It'll be like a reunion!"

"Okay I'll think about it, but who's gonna help me train? You have to train and go to school, and Goku will be busy with his family. How am I going to be a super-sayan all by myself?"

"Did they give you those really boring talks about goals in school?"

I nodded.

"Well you should set a goal for yourself, and work hard to reach it. You can do anything if you are determined enough."

"You sound like a teacher," I said and made a face.

"Well that's what big brothers are for. And if you're ever in doubt, or you need a boost to help you achieve your goal, just hold this and think about what I've said." He pressed something cold and hard into my hand.

I looked at the shiny gold object and gasped. "Trunks! This is the medal you one from your first tournament! I can't have it, you treasure it so much."

"Keep it to remind you of everything I've told you please. Besides, I was short on cash so I could buy you anything, and I hate asking Mom for money. Thank god Bra doesn't know about this, or else I'd be living on the streets! Just make sure you don't lose it okay?"

"I promise, thank you so much Trunks!" I gave him a big hug and almost crushed his ribs. I couldn't help it, I hadn't been so happy in a very long time.

"Oh god, you could win the tournament just by hugging them. I'll see you in the morning."

"Goodnight."

I shut the door behind him, turned off the lights and crawled into bed, but I was too excited to sleep. A few minutes later there was another soft knock on my door. I threw off my covers and walked to answer it. "What do you want now Trunks, a goodnight kiss?" I said teasingly. When I turned on the lights and opened the door, I blushed with embarrassment. "Oh, hi Dad."

"I've come to have a father daughter discussion on how to take over the universe."

I blushed deeper and asked, "You were listening?"

He nodded. "But really, I've come to apologize. I shouldn't have acted the way I did."

Dad apologizing? What has he been smoking?"

"And I want to train you for the tournament. You're old enough for the youth category, but I'm sure you would do well in the adult."

Okay, I'm really scared.

"Stop looking at me like that! Honestly, I believe you have the potential to be one of the strongest, next to me."

"And Goku."

"Yes, and Kakarot," Vegeta said through clenched teeth. "But what do you say about training with me for the tournament?" "As long as I get to hurt people I'm all for it."

"That's the spirit! Now get some sleep, I want you up and ready in five hours!"

I groaned.