A/n: yawn…I stayed up all night writing this one so you better like it….and just maybe I'll get more reviews.
Unwanted house guest
Trunks made his way quickly up the stairs and through the narrow hallways to his sister's bedroom. He knocked twice before entering. Bra was sitting on her bed, looking trough a boy's band magazine and looked up at him as he entered.
"What do you want"? She said, obviously still ticked off about what happened earlier.
"Dinner's ready, oh! And mom's having guest", said trunks, briefly and to the point.
Bra raised an eyebrow. "Let me guess. Someone she met at the mall"? She asked.
"Bingo", said Trunks, leaving the room to find his father.
Trunks, having no idea of his father's location decided to check in with the main computer. He entered the basement using a number of card keys and descended the stairs to the central control unit. He used his remaining card key to open the door and entered the room. He walked past many technicians and mechanics that worked for him, signaling their greetings and goodbyes as they ended their work to return home to their families. Trunks walked to the middle of the room and took a seat in front of the main computer. Turning it on he punched in the family password than opened a draw nearby and picked out a set of miniature headphone with a microphone attached to it.
"Computer locate my farther", said Trunks into the mic.
"Locating Vegeta", came, the computer's response, in an almost feminine voice as it mapped out the entire landscape of capsule corp.
"Vegeta found. Location…gravity chamber". It replied again.
"I thought so", said Trunks, rolling his eyes. "Computer, turn on the intercom to the gravity chamber".
Gravity Chamber
"Arrgh"! Shouted Vegeta as he delivered a roundhouse kick to the head of a training robot, knocking it to the floor.
"That should do it", he said descending from his place in the air and landing as gracefully as possible in front of the gravity controls, turning them off. He was just about to leave when he was interrupted by the central computer.
"Incoming call", it replied, waiting patiently for Vegeta to reply.
"Proceed", replied the saiyan prince a little annoyed.
"Umm…Father? Are you there"? Came, the voice of his son.
"What do you want, boy"? Answered Vegeta, even more annoyed then before.
"Umm…dinner's ready. Mom sent me to…" Trunks was suddenly cut-off as his father starting ranting.
"I know, you idiot! You should know better. What if you were to interrupt my training? If that robot were to catch me off guard it would be your ass! You got that, boy", shouted Vegeta through the intercom.
"Y...yes father…sorry", replied Trunks, holding back his own anger.
"Don't waste my time again, boy", warned Vegeta, ending their conversation.
Trunks sighed heavily and leaned back into his chair, rubbing his temples with his fingers. "Well…that went well", said trunks out-loud.
"Yes indeed it did", Came, an unknown voice from behind him.
Trunks wheeled around in his chair and stood up, a blush spreading like wild fire across his face. "Who the heck are you"? Asked Trunks, completely embarrassed, that his conversation with his father had been overheard.
The girl smiled, tucking a loose blackish, blue strand of hair behind her ear.
"My name is Saisan, Saisan Mecha. I'm your dinner guest". (Pronounced: sigh-san, or sigh-sin)
"My name is Trunks Briefs", said Trunks. "How long have you been standing there"? He asked.
Saisan stifled a laugh, "Long enough to hear your father practically barking at you. What did you do to make him hate you much", she said, allowing herself to laugh.
Her laugh would have been cute if it wasn't aimed at him, trunks thought, narrowing his eyes. "Very funny…my father doesn't hate me, we just don't see eye to eye". 'But I am starting to hate you', Trunks said more to himself then to the young girl.
"Anyway…", Stated Saisan. "Your mom sent me here to get you, everyone's already at the table…you're late, boy", she mocked.
"You better watch your mouth, little girl", said Trunks, pushing past her as he exited the room.
"Who are you calling little? I admit, I'm a bit short for my age but I am not little. I'm 16"! Muttered Saisan, walking close behind him.
"Well you sure don't act like it", stated Trunks, opening the door that lead out of the basement and walking through it leaving it open knowing that the girl was right behind him.
"You can't assume that, you don't know me at all", she replied, letting the door close behind her.
"Well at the moment, I don't think I want to know you", said Trunks blankly.
"Fine, have it your way", she said, running ahead of him and into the house.
Trunks followed, soon after and entered the dinning room to find everyone already there. Even Saisan who was looking totally pissed, was now seated at the table.
"Umm…sorry I'm late everyone", said Trunks taking a seat next to, what looked to be Saisan's mother.
"It's about time", said Vegeta who was sitting across the rectangular shaped table from Bulma. Vegeta then picked up his fork and started digging into his food.
Bulma looked towards the woman sitting next to her son. "The boy next to you is my son Trunks. I sent him after my husband so please excuse his lateness". Said Bulma making a hand gesture towards trunks, who had now began eating.
"Oh it's nothing, Bulma dear. A little lateness never hurt anyone", said the young woman. "Better late then never".
"I prefer never", muttered Saisan to Bra who was sitting next to her.
The two girls laughed almost chocking on their food.
Trunks overheard them and sent Saisan a death glare which she equally returned.
After dinner the two families settled down into the living room for a chat.
"So Saisan", said Bra, starting the conversation. "Where do you guys live"?
"Oh! We live right here in west city. We just moved in a mouth ago….but it's still hard to get use to.
"Where do you go to school"? Asked Bulma, next.
"Umm…actually, I sort of graduated already", answered Saisan, sweat dropping.
Everyone's jaws dropped except for Saisan's mother, Mimica. (Pronounced: Mim-ic-ca)
"But how is that possible? Your just 16, you should still have a couple of years left", said Trunks, finding this hard to believe.
"Yeah that's right", agreed Bra.
"Yes that is somewhat right", replied Mimica, grinning from ear to ear. "But my baby outsmarted them all. They promoted her early, she even has her collage degree".
Vegeta sat back in his chair, trying to take this all in.
"Amazing"! Replied Bulma. "My father use to brag about being top student at his school, not that I wasn't", said Bulma with a smirk.
Bra smiled and sat on the ground near Saisan's chair. "That's so cool! You could totally help me with my homework and with picking out outfits at the mall".
"Sounds like fun", said Saisan frowning slightly. "I don't have many friends here so maybe getting out more will do me some good".
"Bet you don't have any friends at all", said Trunks suddenly. "I mean, I wouldn't have any friends either if I acted anything like you".
Tears welled up in Saisan's eyes. "Shut up Trunks! Why can't you just leave me alone"? She said getting up and running out of the room.
Everyone's eyes drifted over to trunks.
"What"? He asked densely.
A/n: Boy, what a mess. I was hoping those two would like each other. Anyway don't forget to review ok. I can't write if you don't.
