Megami-sama: I'm going on vacation! Yeah! **starts singing** Vacation's all I ever needed. Vacation's all I ever wanted……

Trunks: **holds his ears** Stop! Stop! Some one stop her!

Vegeta: What is that racket? It's horrible!

Trunks: That racket is… **pointes to M-sama** HER! She's 'trying' to sing.

Vegeta: **snorts** If you call that singing then my best friend is Kakarot. And you can bet he's no friend of mine.

Goku: But I thought I was your best friend…

M-sama: Oh, Vegeta! You're in trouble now!

Chapter 5: Study Hall

Trunks and Gohan arrived to their next class just as the bell rang. Trunks looked around, studying the new faces. Most of the students were hunched over the desks fast asleep. One or two of the more nerdy students had a text book or two out. Gohan quickly joined their ranks even though he didn't have anything to actually study. Of course Trunks would never do that and taking a nap was for babies. Besides he already have plans for this class.

Old Mrs. Nani **It's fit her personality--nani means 'huh, what' in Japanese if you didn't know** quickly went through the roll call, marking everyone present even though several students weren't there. "Everyone," she croaked, "do what ever you like. I don't care. Go shopping if you like but be back before the bell rings." Old Mrs. Nani looked at the clock above the door. "Class ends in forty-five minutes." She laid her silver, wrinkle face on her desk and preceded to snore.

Trunks gave a small smile in victory. This was going to be perfect. The teacher gave them permission to leave. Vegeta's one and only son waited until Gohan was engrossed in the book he was reading before slipping out of the door with several other students. When he was far away from people as he can get without anyone noticing him, he took flight. He turned super to go faster to reach his home. There was something he wanted from there, something that would make science a lot better.

He arrived at his home ten minutes later. Trunks sneaked into his mother's lab. Bulma wasn't in there at this moment. She and her husband were indisposed, locked in their room together. Trunks didn't want to think what they would be doing now that he was out of the house for the day. The seven-year-old quickly found what he was looking for--his mother's newest invention, the time machine. Trunks laughed evilly. Yes, this would be great! Now, who to bring back from either the future or the past to make Gohan's life miserable? His future self? No, Mirai Trunks wouldn't really say or do anything to embarrass his former teacher's past self. Trunks thought long and hard as he put the time machine in a capsule. Suddenly, as he was flying back to school, he thought of someone to bring to this timeline--Gohan's future son! **Yes, yes! Megami-sama knows Gohan doesn't have a son but Trunks doesn't think Gohan could have a girl, it's unthinkable--at least to Trunks. Guess who's going to be surprise when Pan comes** Trunks smirked. This was much better than any plan he had ever thought of.

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In a distant future of the present timeline, a young woman was happily staring at the man of her dreams, a lavender hair man. She pushed back a strain of black hair. "Trunks," she said softly, "do you get the feeling something bad is going to happen?"

Trunks shook his head. "Don't worry, Panny, nothing's going to happen. What could go wrong when I'm with you?"

Pan smiled at the sweet words of her boyfriend. "Can we tell Daddy?"

"Soon." Trunks didn't want to think what Gohan would do if he ever found out he was dating his daughter. He knew that Gohan would mention the age difference but Trunks already knew how to state his opinion on that argument. Just recently his best friend had caught him and Pan kissing. The age difference was one of the first things Goten had yelled at him for dating his niece.

"But what if he found out before we tell him? He just might kill you."

"He won't find out before we tell him, trust me, will ya?"

Pan nodded uncertainly. She touched her stomach briefly as she felt butterflies flutter around. She stilled had a bad feeling that's going to rock her and Trunks world. She smiled up into Trunks' blue eyes and felt her uncertainly slipped away as she got lost in his eyes.

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Back in the present, Videl was fiddling with her pen. She couldn't wait for lunch. She wanted to know all about Son Gohan. The things she learned today wasn't all of his secrets. She wanted to know how Gohan could jump several feet into the air in gym class, and how he and Trunks Briefs could move so fast.

She glanced up at the clock. Ten minutes before the bell rings. She was in Study Hall but in another room than Gohan. The teacher, Mr. Otako was watching the class like a hawk, totally opposite of Old Mrs. Nani. She quickly started to write on the blank piece of paper to make Mr. Otako stop glaring at her for doing nothing.

M-sama: I'm sorry this is so short. But really there is very little to do in study hall but to sent up for the next chapter, which this chapter is for. Plus I wanted to get this chapter out before I leave. Well, I'll be gone a week so I probably will have the next chapter typed up then! ^_^

Did it hurt?

What hurt?

Falling from heaven