Second chapter. Wow, I'm so amazed. To explain the previous part he was sort of talking to his mind or what not...to hell with it.

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"Trunks, take care of your sister!" Bulma yelled as she and Vegeta headed for their vehicle, "we'll be back in three days!."

Trunks and Bra both waved goodbye as the left and proceeded back into the house. Trunks stationed himself at the couch and did a boring bit of channel surfing. After concluding there was nothing interesting to view on television, he headed for his room, only to have Bra block his path.

"What do you want now?" Trunks spat out.

Bra was taken aback by his tone of voice. "Uh, nothing now," she said quietly and quickly left for her own room. Annoyed, Trunks made his way to his room and sat down on his bed to ponder the return of his internal voice. Sure, it had helped him out when it came to scheming and getting back at his sister, but those were his teenage years and he had probably gotten mental or something. The voice's latest suggestions were much more... more large-scale and presented stronger and more adverse effects. He was confusing himself. He put the problem off to the next day and went downstairs to grab a snack.

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It was about six-thirty now. 'Time sure did fly by' Trunks wondered to himself as he intently watched tv. Somehow, he had gotten caught up watching a soap opera out of sheer boredom. And it was very stupid. No wonder his dad hated them. Finally, the doorbell rung to shake his attention on the show. Pulling himself to his feet, he answered the door only to find no one there. He really wasn't in the mood for this.

Turning around he sat back in his chair only to realize how incredibly stupid he was being. Silently, he crept towards the kitchen and waited. Goten popped his head out, took a look around to make sure the coast was clear, and opened up Trunks' fridge. He pulled out the leftovers of the tasty turkey Chi-Chi cooked for Bulma's dinner party last week. Hogging it down quickly, he licked his lips and a smug smile appeared on his face. And then, walking silently, Goten headed up the stairs.

Trunks followed him up, curious as to what he was planning to do after consuming the last scraps of their turkey. Still believing himself undiscovered, Goten slipped into Trunks' room only to find Bra frantically searching it for something. She was in the process of digging through his closets. Knowing the adverse way Trunks usually reacted to her intrusions he opted to search his dresser. Smiling, he pulled out a small disc that was labeled, "Capsule Corp. Employees" As he left the room, disc in hand, he was caught red handed.

"What are you doing with that disc Goten?" he asked.

"I was, um, going to, well, look up all the hot employees on the disc so I wouldn't have to search for them here," Goten said uncertainly.

"Even you're not that stupid. What were you really trying to do? Screw me up? Screw up the company? Weasel your way into an easy job here?" The last words looked like they hit the spot as Goten's face fell slightly.

"What's your sister doing in your room anyways?" Goten said, knowing this would strike up a bit of commotion and allow him to get out of here.

Trunks forgot Goten for a moment, and Goten used that time to jump out a window, or more like bust through the wall of Trunks' room and then leap out.

"BRA!" he yelled, "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING IN MY ROOM?!"

But she was gone too. Sighing, he closed his window and door, inspected the hole Goten had made, and lay down on the bed. What he didn't intend on was instantly falling asleep.

*****

Trunks groaned as he awoke. As far as he could remember, he had fallen asleep very early in the evening. He checked the time. It was 7. Well, at least he was up bright and early.

'So Trunks, are we going to follow through?'

"Can you please leave me alone, I'll talk later," Trunks said to the voice.

'But we've got to do it now, today'

"After breakfast."

'I didn't say you had to do it, but you gave me your word'

"How can I make a promise to a disembodied voice in my head?"

'Regardless, we're doing it today'

"I can't, my parents are coming back tomorrow."

'I know all your thoughts, I'm inside your head, remember? So you don't need to tell me the obvious. It's do or die my friend.'

Trunks gave in. "Fine, we do it today, but after I eat breakfast, agreed?"

'Agreed' and with that, Trunks felt the voice's presence disappear.

"Maybe I am going crazy."

*****

Breakfast was uneventful, considering that Bra wasn't up yet. But what came after was a real event.

Trunks hung up the phone in the kitchen and sat down at the table. The voice was laughing in pure joy.

"So what if my parents aren't coming home for two weeks. What's so exciting?"

'Don't you see? We can expand our plan greatly with this huge window of time!' the voice said.

Trunks began to say something but his sister came down the stairs. Giving her an unnerving smile, he walked up to her and patted her on the back. "You should really start training little sis. You should know how to defend yourself."

"I can fly," she said, "isn't that enough?"

"No, you should be learning much more. I have plenty of techniques that I can show you." Trunks said in a friendly tone.

This was really starting to creep Bra out. Her brother usually was acting like he despised her, but now he was making it seem like they were great friends. Regardless of her doubts, she accepted the offer. Trunks led her to the gravity room. She had only been in here a few times before.

"Well, are we going to start?" she asked.

"Of course." Trunks said, beginning to turn up the gravity.

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I am sorry for leaving you all hanging here. But, due to laziness, I shall post now and think later.