A/N: Eden here loyal fans, just to say I hoped you enjoyed the last chapter, and please, please review, even if you think this story totally blows. I want your opinion.

Chapter Seven: The Pizza Palace Incident

As the days passed, opening day for The World Martial Arts Tournament was approaching quickly. Everyone was excited, but no one was more excited than Trunks.

He knew they would excel greatly in the tournament this year, even more than they had when Buu arrived. He also knew that Gabe would reach new heights that the group never thought was possible for a female warrior.

He didn't necessarily think that Gabe would have to try to save the world anytime soon, like the rest of them had to do on so many other occasions. Trunks felt that some thing or some one would soon change that, and he wasn't quite sure why, because for Future Trunks, as far back as he could remember, he never remembered anyone trying to destroy Earth while Gabe was around.

"Mom, what's today?" He asked Bulma.

"July Seventeenth dear. It's Sunday, the day before opening day for the tournament." Bulma answered.

"Oh ok. So you're getting stuff ready for us for tomorrow then right?"

"Yes dear, just like I do every year," She sighed. "Now let's hope we can get through this tournament without some freak world dominator appearing." She remarked half sarcastically.

"Well, we can only hope, but it would really be breaking tradition to make in through a tournament without some sort of disaster happening in the middle." Trunks replied in the same tone.

"Let's see if we can break tradition then shall we?" Bulma laughed dryly.

"Hey mom, where's Gabe?"

"I believe she is training with your father and Gohan. You know they're having their rematch from our last dinner party right now."

"Where is mini me?"

"You are sparring with Goten and Goku is supervising."

"Videl's not with us at all today?"

"No, she apparently told Gohan that if he was coming over here with Goku to train, then he can find her at the tournament tomorrow if he needs her."

"Ouch, that was a little bit harsh, even from the might Princess herself. It's probably because of the true royalty being here though right?"

"Actually I think it's because of Goku." Bulma told Trunks.

"Why, what could Goku possibly o to offend Videl? He's like peace maker for everyone. The only people who don't like Goku are dad, and who ever seems to be attacking the Earth." Trunks contemplated.

"Because Goku invited us over for dinner tonight, so that he and your father could have their normal discussions about the competition." Bulma let out a sigh of despair.

"Videl can't possibly be mad because Goku's never invited her family over the day before the tournament can she? That's ridiculous."

"Well I think that's what it is."

"Hey Trunksies what's up?" Gabe wondered as she and the rest of the two families trooped into the house.

"Not a whole lot, just trying to get some work done on my time capsule. You know I have the future to return too." He exclaimed sarcastically.

"You know you sound oh so excited to be doing work on that old thing!" Gabe teased her little brother.

"You'll understand someday soon what I'm actually talking about!" Trunks snapped at her.

"So what's for lunch Mama?" Little Trunks asked.

"I was thinking maybe we'd all go out for pizza. We haven't done that for a while." She answered.

"Sounds good to me." Gabe said.

"Me too." Goten and Little Trunks said in unison.

"We're not picky, just hungry." Goku interjected.

"Well, let's get going then." Bulma remarked as she grabbed her purse and led the way out to the suburban.

Vegeta hopped into the driver's seat, and everyone else piled into the vehicle; and they were off the Pizza Palace.

"So what exactly is the tournament going to be like?" Gabe wondered.

"Well, the fighting doesn't actually start until the ed of Opening Day or the morning after, depending on what division you're in, and how many people are in your division." Gohan answered.

"Most of the people in our division last year where physically strong for humans, but nothing compared to our select few. Some did have some good skills though." Future Trunks said.

"In the juniors division last year, it came down to Goten and Trunks, and Trunks barely won on a technicality." Bulma told Gabe.

"Yeah, and I still won fair and square! Goten touched the staircase of the stands, so I won." Little Trunks announced.

"Well I'm going to beat you this year for sure Trunks, I promise you that much." Goten cried.

"Alright you two, that's enough for one day, the best fighter will be the winner." Vegeta snapped.

"So do you think it will be hard for me Dad?" Gabe questioned.

"It shouldn't be for the first few rounds, but it really depends on who you are grouped with, and who you end up fighting first. It usually doesn't get difficult until we start fighting against each other." He explained to her.

"Sounds like a real blast." She remarked. "So, what is it like when you end up having to save the world?"

"You tend to get beat up a lot. Sometimes we end up dying, but that's why we have the dragon balls, to wish each other back to life." Goku said.

"Well that's very interesting. Seems to me that is what everyone would be interested in finding."

"We're here, we will continue this conversation later on." Vegeta announced to the troop.

"God it smells so good in here! It's always nice…" Trunks started.

"To enjoy the simple things in life the most." Gohan and Gabe finished in unison without even realizing it. They looked at each other and Gabe smiled and laughed while Gohan just looked at her intrigued.

"Well, I know that I couldn't have said it better myself." Trunks laughed seeing his sister's and best friend's reaction to each other.

"Excellent!" Little Trunks shouted. "Can we please start now mom, can we, can we, can we?" He pleaded.

"As soon as you find a table you can go." Bulma commented.

"Trunks, I had a dream about Gabe last night, and I'm not quite sure what it means." Gohan whispered to Future Trunks as they began to go down the pizza line.

"Interesting…what kind of a dream…a dirty one…?" Trunks teased, and then shuddered at the thought.

"No! It was just way weird. I'll have to tell you about it later. I think I may have kissed her though."

"It could be you're dreaming about your innermost desire." Trunks remarked.

"Gohan has desires other than fighting and doting on the 'Goddess Videl'?" Gabe teased as they came to the table the two little ones had chosen.

"Gabriella! That was hardly called for." Vegeta scolded.

"What? I'm just saying what everyone else is thinking." She explained.

"Yeah, Gabe. Unlike you Gohan at least has a life other than training, sleeping, and eating. Unlike you seem to have." Trunks snapped.

"Hey, don't get pissy with me because I beat you sparring today." She hissed shoving a piece of pizza in her mouth.

"One time…"

"Last time I checked that 'one time' still counted as beating you."

"That's enough; we're in a public place. Try to act your age until we get home please." Bulma interjected calmly.

"Yes mom." The two of them said together and started a silent contest to see who could eat the most pizza.

Little Trunks and Goten laughed as they started their second trip to the buffet. They planned on competing with the older kids as well.

Then Future Trunks got up to refill his Pepsi, and while he was gone, Gabe secretly covered his pizza in red pepper, then topped that with just enough parmesan cheese to make it look like nothing was askew with the pizza.

Trunks came back and shoveled the piece into his mouth, and as soon as he began to chew, he noticed something was wrong. His pizza was hot! Not just heat hot, spicy hot, like Gabe's Rice. Gabe saw the horrified look on Trunks' face and sat back in her chair, finishing a perfectly normal slice of pizza with a look of satisfaction on her face.

He wasn't about to let Gabe get exactly what she wanted by taking a drink, so Trunks sucked up his pride, and finished all of the pizza on his plate without a single drop of Pepsi.

Once Gabe was finished with her plate, she laughed, and got up to get more pizza and a refill of her Dr. Pepper at the same time.

"I'm going to get her. I swear to god I'm going to get her good." Trunks told Gohan, who was laughing hysterically as Trunks gulped down his drink.

"You know Trunks, I almost feel sorry for you…almost!" Gohan laughed, "She got you pretty good dude and I didn't even notice she was doing anything to your stuff!"

"What the hell is going on down there?" Vegeta bellowed as two moving walls of pizza sat down.

Trunks looked surprised and a little bit scared. "Nothing Dad, just eating pizza and joking around a little." He stammered.

"No not you three, boy! I'm talking about the two little ones." He demanded.

"Nothing da', just eating pizza." Little Trunks answered with a devilish smile.

"That better be all you're doing you little smart ass!" Vegeta warned.

"Don't worry Da', the boys and I will keep an eye on the two of them." Gabe smiled messing up little Trunks' hair up.

"This is going to be a disaster in the making." Vegeta mumbled, knowing that his daughter had a tendency to start trouble with practical jokes between the five of them.

"Well that's just great!" Little Trunks scowled.

"She didn't get me nearly as ad as I plan on getting her back." Future Trunks nudged Gohan.

"That's what you think, you just wait little brother. You thought that was bad, you haven't seen anything yet." Gabe told him with a big grin. "You better watch out Gohan, or you might get what's coming to you as well. Maybe worse than poor little Trunksies here." She teased.

"I'm not really afraid of you. What are you going to do, slam my face into the floor again?" Gohan wondered.

"Maybe I will, or maybe I just might do something worse. Be careful, you might get something meant for Trunks too."

"Well that really wouldn't be very fair!" He protested.

"Well then here's what you can do, cry me a river, build a bridge, and get over it! Since when has war or life for that matter ever been fair?" Gabe remarked with an evil grin.

That look for some reason intrigued Gohan, and after that, until they returned to capsule corp, he couldn't tear his eyes from her.

"Dude, you like my sister." Trunks told him back at the house.

"No I don't! That's violating my rights as a friend and future role model."

"You stared at her the entire time at the pizza place, all the way home, and you're dreaming about her, even if it's not a dirty dream. You like her." Trunks accused again.

A/N: Yeah I know it's a lame chapter name, but I couldn't think of anything else to call it.Sorry it's takenso longfor this installment, we are in the middle of moving, and I'm trying to get as much done as possible in my spare time.