Megami-sama: Thanks to everyone you reviewed. Truth be told, I wasn't even sure if I should post this so soon. I was gonna wait, but then I said to myself, "Megami-sama you should see what everyone else thinks of it first!" Then I said right back, "You're right! I should, shouldn't I?"

Trunks: I want everyone one to notice, Megami-sama is completely insane. Why, only an insane person really talks back and forth with themselves.

Megami-sama: I'll have you know that I know plenty of people you talks to themselves!

Trunks: Yeah, and they all come from the same crazy house as you were sprang from! **runs away**

Megami-sama: Trunks! I'm really going to get you for that! **turns to her reads** Have fun, enjoy the show, and if you see Trunks anywhere, catch him and bring him to me! **bows and runs off**

Chapter Two: English Class

Videl Satan slammed her locker shut. "Gohan can't be that naïve as to think knowing the richest woman is nothing! Only really rich people--sometimes not even them--think knowing Bulma Briefs is nothing. I'm sure Gohan isn't that rich as to think it as nothing really."

"Calm down, Videl. Nerd-boy is that naïve. Or probably he thought Bulma Briefs wasn't that famous. He did say he lived out in the middle of nowhere, probably doesn't get the news out there."

"You might be right, but then how does he watch Trunks?"

"Maybe his mom brings him over," Sharpener supplied.

"Maybe." Videl kicked her locker, leave a good size dent into the metal. "I'm going to find out what's he hiding once and for all!"

Sharpener Pencil was glad that Videl knew him since third grade. She knew all of his secrets. He felt a tad bit sorry for nerd-boy, Videl would find her answers one way or another whether Gohan wanted her to know or not. The tall, muscular blond teenager followed his friend back into the class. Gohan and Trunks were talking in low, hush voices. The half saiyans stopped talking as they neared.

"Hi, you guys."

"Gohan, you will tell me every thing I want to know."

Gohan looked at her nervously. "About what?"

"Knowing Bulma Briefs for one."

"I'll tell you at…um…lunch," Gohan said quickly.

"Fine. Probably by then, I will have more questions."

Gohan nodded. Trunks smirked. This was going better than he had planned. He had just plan to gave out a couple secrets like Gohan was the 'Great' Saiyaman or something, he never figured that anyone could make Gohan this nervous just by asking questions. A plan, evil by all accounts, took root in the seven-year-old's mind. Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he studied the girl. She would perfect for his plan. He'll just drop a line here and there to make her start questioning Gohan again. Who ever had said, "like father, like son" didn't know how right they were.

"So Gohan, what class is this?"

"English."

Trunks asked what they were learning. Videl answered him. "Ms. Akai told us Friday that we were going to write a story."

"A story? Well, that just might work…" Trunks worked out his plan. This wouldn't be as sufficient as his other plans but it was a start. It just might make the girl think a little bit.

Ms. Akai walked into the class. "Morning, class. Is everyone here?" She checks the attendance list. "Good, only three students are absence. Oh, looks like we have a new student, a Mr. Trunks Briefs? Were is he?" Trunks stood up. Ms. Akai was shock to see the seven-year-old. "Well, nice to meet you. Are you related to the Bulma Briefs?"

Trunks nodded. "She's my mother."

Ms. Akai patted her blond hair. "Yes, of course. Well, you may sit down. Now I want everyone to write a short story. The topic: aliens. I must…" Ms. Akai proceed to explain to the class what else was needed in their alien story. Trunks, after begging a piece of paper and pencil from Gohan, began to write. His story was easy to write for it wasn't fiction. His aliens' came from the Planet Vegeta where his father and Goku had came from. Trunks could easily remember all of the bed time stories of his father about his home planet.

Gohan, on the other hand, was having a hard time. How could he really make up a story about aliens when he was half of one? He glanced over at Videl's paper and read what little she had written. Being half saiyan had its advantage because he had more acute hearing and eyesight among other things. Videl was writing about little green aliens with huge black eyes--a typical human stereotype of an alien. Gohan looked down at his paper and sighed. He was going to tribute to the society a story written on little green men from Mars.

Half an hour later, Ms. Akai clapped her hands, signaling to the class to stop writing. Most of class dropped their pencils with relief as they finish writing a sentence or two, some even left their stories right in the middle of a sentence. The class passed their papers in. The teacher quickly scan their the papers, checking to make sure everyone turn theirs in. She stopped suddenly as she came to Trunks' story. "Mr. Briefs, could you come here for a minute?"

Trunks hopped of his seat and walked slowly to the front of his classroom. He wasn't walking slowly because the teacher called him down like the class thought, but because he could hardly contain himself. He knew he would get the chance to read it aloud. "Yes?" he asked as if he didn't already know the reason.

"Could you please explain to me why you wrote your story in another language I have never seen?"

Gohan paled. Why did Trunks have to write in Saiyan?

"I did? Opps! I'm sorry, Ms. Akai. This is my dad's language. He always makes me write in it so I don't forget it. I'll read it to you--and the class--and you and grade like that."

Ms. Akai nodded, not really wanting a chance for Trunks to complain to his mother about her. "Please, go ahead."

Trunks took his paper and began to read. "There's this planet called Planet Vegeta. And on this planet lived a group of supreme warriors known as Saiyans. Saiyans looked like humans but they had one thing that Earthlings didn't, a tail. But Planet Vegeta doesn't exist anymore. An evil lord named Frieza blow up the planet, killing all of the saiyans and took the young prince and the prince's bodyguard with him. Lord Frieza gathered up the one other remaining saiyan, a teenage boy named Radditz. What Frieza didn't know was that there was one saiyan he didn't have with him. That saiyan was just a baby, sent to Earth to conquer the planet to make it inhabitable for another species. His name was Kakarot but he isn't always called that. Kakarot fell off a cliff, bumped his head, and couldn't remember his mission. Along come this old man who renamed Kakarot Goku. Goku called this old man Grandpa Gohan. Early on Grandpa Gohan knew not to let Goku look at a full moon. A full moon causes a saiyan who still had their tail to transform into a giant ape. He even warned Goku not to look at the full moon but one time Goku couldn't help it. He turned into the giant ape and stepped on his grandpa, killing him instantly. When morning came, Goku had no clue that he killed his grandpa and blamed it on the 'evil monster' that came each full moon. Goku lived in the woods all by himself. When he was ten or so, a teenage girl came to his house looking for a dragonball that, if all seven were gathered, could grant a wish. Goku just happened to have one. Goku and this girl had several adventures with friends they had met in the years they knew each other."

A guy in the front row waved his hand around. "Like, dude! What's the babe's name? This is, like, the most amazing, like, on aliens, dude!"

"Her name was Bulma Briefs."

"And, like, what did she wished for?"

"She wanted the perfect boyfriend but she met Yamcha the Bandit on her adventure and gave up the wish."

"Yamcha? As in Yamcha the baseball player?" one girl asked.

"Yep. He and my mom dated off and on. Anymore questions? I'm not finish with my story." Everyone shook their heads, eagerly waiting to see what happens next, all except Gohan who was hoping Trunks wouldn't put him into his 'made-up' story. The teenager was wishing he had kept an eye onto what the demon child was writing.

"Okay, now where was I? Oh, yeah. Goku married the Ox King's daughter, ChiChi. The had a son and when the boy was five years old, he was kidnapped. Goku had taken his son over to his friends island where he hadn't seen his friends for awhile. My mother was suppose to be watching little Son Gohan. That's when a saiyan appeared on Earth, Radditz. He had came to Earth expecting Earth to be destroyed like his brother, Kakarot, was sent to do. He followed his brother's ki to Master Roshi's island. When Goku didn't know Radditz, the saiyan quickly told him he had to kill a hundred or so humans if he wanted his son back. Goku couldn't do this, instead he tracked his son with a dragonball radar that my mother had made. ChiChi had sewed the four-star dragonball on the hat Gohan had been wearing. An enemy of Goku's joined up with him to kill Radditz. Since Gohan was crying so much, Radditz locked him up in his space pod to keep him silent."

Sharpener smirked at this. "That sounds just like Gohan."

"Shh!"

"Goku and Piccolo fight Radditz but Goku had to sacrificed his life so that Piccolo could kill Radditz. Piccolo took Gohan away so he could train him to be prepared when the last two saiyans arrived to Earth in one year. Everyone trained for the arrival of the saiyans." Trunks quickly summarized when Nappa and Vegeta arrived. **Since Megami-sama first time seeing the Saiyan Saga is what toonami is showing now, I can't really write about it but must of you know what happen, don't you?** "Since Prince Vegeta, my dad, killed Nappa--a saiyan--there was only two saiyans left, him and Goku. My dad wanted to become immortal so he went to Namek to use its dragonballs for his wish. There Prince Vegeta, really noticed Bulma Briefs but that's another story. Lord Frieza learned that they were there, quickly came to Namek. He brought with him his special Ginyu Force. From stories of my father, I gathered that the Great Saiyan must have learned his goofy moves from them. Anyway, Vegeta and Goku killed the Ginyu Force. When they fought Frieza, Vegeta was killed. Goku had to fight Frieza by himself, and he became the first Super Saiyan in a thousand years which totally pissed my dad off he was wished back to life because it was his right to be a Super Saiyan and not any third class clown. Vegeta came to Earth and lived at Capsule Corporation. He trained for hours to become stronger than Goku in this machine my mother had built. Months passed before Goku, who everyone thought had died, return to Earth. But before he came, this teenage boy come from the future to put a stop to a terrible evil, Lord Frieza, who Goku did an un-saiyan like think--took pity and let him live. This teenager quickly killed Lord Frieza and his father, King Cold, without breaking out a sweat. And he also became the one thing Lord Frieza was terrified the most--a Super Saiyan! My parents, Yamcha, Krillin, and several other friends had arrive when they felt an evil ki coming to Earth. They were amazed to see a teenage boy kill two of the elite leaders in the universe. When Goku arrived, the boy only talked to him. He told him about the future where androids had killed almost everyone. Before he got back into his time machine, he told Goku who is parents were and his name, which Goku promised not to tell anyone. That boy was a future me!" Trunks quickly mentioned the fight with the androids and lightly glazed over the battle with Cell. When he finished, the whole class clapped. Of course Son Gohan just groan after just hearing about the story of his and his father's lives.

"Wow, I wouldn't think Trunks would be that great of a story teller," comment Videl. "Do you know where he got those ideas?"

Gohan quickly shook his head. "No, no I don't."

Videl instantly became suspicious. She could tell exactly when Gohan lied to her. She'll save the question for later.

Ms. Akai took Trunks' paper and marked it with an A+. "Very good, Mr. Briefs."

Trunks ran at a human pace back to his seat. He smirked at the expression on Gohan's face. His plan was working perfectly. Ms. Akai announced that the class could talk for the remaining five minutes.

"Don't you like my story, Videl?"

"It was very entertaining." She paused for a second. "Why did you decide to put your family into it?"

"Because that's how the story goes," Trunks said as if it was the most obvious conclusion.

"You mean, you took that story from someone else?"

"My parents told me parts and pieces of it."

Sharpener lean towards them. "Hey, kid, do you actually believe that you're a saiyan?"

Trunks simply stared at the teenager. "I'm the Prince of Saiyans."

Mr. Pencil started to chuckle. "Yeah, kid. Whatever you say."

"I am! Gohan's a saiyan. Isn't that right, Gohan?"

Gohan paled as the three of them stared at him. He couldn't very well claim he was a saiyan but then he couldn't just let his friends think Trunks made it all up either. "Uh…"

Beep, beep.

Saved by the bell! Gohan thought. He rushed down the stairs and to his locker before anyone knew it. Trunks was there in a flash. "Gohan! Why didn't you tell them?"

"Trunks, you just don't go around claiming you're an alien!"

Trunks smirked very Vegeta like. "Of course I know that!"

"Then why…" Probably for the rest of his life, Gohan didn't think he could ever forget the expression on the purple hair boy's face.

"Because if I make your life a living hell, my dad's taking me and Goten to the Zoo. I don't want to miss that chance!"

"Oh, shit!" exclaimed Gohan. He knew Trunks would do anything to fulfill the promise he made. Dende help me!