Disclaimer: I do not own DragonBall GT or anything related to it. This story was not written to make a profit but only for your and other readers like you to enjoy. It was made from to much time watching, reading, and researching DBZ/DBGT. Keep in mind; due to the story belonging to me, I have changed around some of the timeline. Enjoy!

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The Perfect Life – Chapter 1

It was New Years Eve and Bra, Bulma & Vegeta were sitting down to breakfast. Trunks hadn't bothered to come down. Suddenly Vegeta banged his fist down on the table making Bra & Bulma jump. His eyebrows forked, and he grunted. "That's it, I've had enough!" Bulma looked across the table at him. "Enough?" she questioned putting down her fork. "He's done nothing but mope around in that room of his for days." stormed Vegeta. "Well he is rather upset, Vegeta." said Bulma. "Upset! Upset!" snorted Vegeta as he stood up. "This is so pathetic the way he is carrying on. He is giving the Saiya-jin race a bad name!" Bra, sitting on the end of the table, looked back and forth as her parents went at each other's throats "He's only half Saiya-jin." said Bulma quietly. Vegeta scowled at her, "Don't remind me." he grunted. "I didn't hear you complaining about us humans when Trunks & Bra were conceived." said Bulma as she stood up and stared at her husband in defiantly. "Sometimes we have no choice." growled Vegeta giving Bulma his devilish grin. Bra felt the urge to giggle but swallowed it quickly as her mother replied. "I'll remember that Mr. high & mighty Saiya-jin prince next time you come crawling over to my side of the bed!" fired Bulma. Vegeta glared at her but for once held his tongue and sat back down as so did Bulma. They finished the rest of the meal in silence. Bra began to clear away the dishes as Bulma went to go clean up the stove. Vegeta got up but instead of heading for his gravity room to train, he went upstairs to Trunks' room. Bra & Bulma watched him go. After he was out of sight, they tip toed to the base of the staircase. They could see and hear Vegeta clearly...

Vegeta walked slowly up to his son's room, which was located straight ahead at the end of the hall. He past his room, which was on the right. The door open, reveling a well kept room of a married couple with the sun shinning through the window and falling across the fall. His daughter's room was down the hall a little further. It had pink walls, a white rug, and everything a spoiled little girl could possibly want or have. It disgusted him to see that room, but he did not say or do anything due to the love he held for his daughter. He understood why his son was acting like this, but still, not training and ignoring his family enraged Vegeta. He could hear a soft sound coming from his son's room as he approached it. He stood in front of the door for a moment to see is he could hear anything besides the sickening sound of classical music. "Damn women, she had to be all gentle and listen to all that crap when she was pregnant with him. He's turned soft!" Vegeta though to himself as he was about to push open the purple door and confront his son. "Oh Vegeta, just the person I need to see." Vegeta's muscles all tighten as about a million sweat drops began to appear on him. He cared about his little family consisting of Bulma, Bra, and Trunks. But when it came to the in-laws, he wanted nothing better then to knock them both off. They were always nagging on how mean he looked and about Trunks' birth. "Vegeta, where is Bulma? I have been looking for her all morning." Mrs. Briefs was standing next to Vegeta looking up at him smiling innocently like Bra always does. "Down-there." Vegeta said through his teeth as he pointed toward the staircase. "Thanks!" Mrs. Briefs winked then walked away.

Trunks must of heard his grandmother call his father, because he quickly jumped across the room and shut off the radio. He was about to step out onto his balcony when his father entered the room. Trunks froze in his place. "Hi...hi dad…" Trunks managed to stutter out. Trunks slowly turned around and faced his dad as he slowly calmed his tension. "You caught me just in time, I was just about to go for a small flight to gather my thoughts." Vegeta stood in the doorway with his arms crossed over black skintight tank top. He planed to go straight into training after he ate so he threw on his blue warm-up pants, but his plans were changed. "You were? We'll I knew you were an embarrassment to the Saiya-jin race, but I never could of imagined how much of an embarrassment you were to the whole family." Vegeta gave Trunks his famous devilish grin and when he noticed his son's confused look, he nodded his head once, which singled Trunks to look down. Trunks looked down and his face turned as bright red as the star on the dragon balls. "There is a plus side to this son, you know how to represent your name very well!" Vegeta grinned as his voice rose for he knew Bulma and Bra had moved to right outside the doorway listing. Trunks dove into his closet just as his sister's head pocked around the doorway and saw her brother standing by the window, wearing nothing but his blue boxer shorts. "HAHAHAHAHA!" Bra fell into the room rolling on the floor with her with laughter. "VEGETA!" Bulma entered the room next with her hands on her hips, still in her bathrobe and slippers. "What?" Vegeta looked at her through the corner of his eyes. "If the boy was going to go flying around town in his underwear, he deserved what he got." Vegeta grinned and tightened the string belt around his waist.

Bulma headed down to her room to go change as Bra continued to laugh. Her red mini skirt and tank top were getting wrinkled as she rolled on the floor. Vegeta ended up picking Bra up and carrying her out of the room. Before he closed the door, he called back to Trunks. "Outside, 3 minutes! Got it? Your going to get over this little bump in the road or else I'll have to beat it out of you!" Just as Vegeta closed the door, Trunks could hear his little sister yell, "I can't wait to tell Pan what I just saw! HAHAHA…" Trunks was doomed. He collapsed in his closet holding onto the black shirt he was about to put on. "Oh shit. If Bra tells Pan, then everything will be ruined; tonight was going to be the night. Now what?" Trunks pulled the shirt on and found a pair of kick around blue jeans. He grabbed his Capsule Corp. jacket and started to leave his closet. He threw the jacket on and felt something hard his wall. He pulled it out of his pocket and put it in his dresser draw for safekeeping. He stuck his hand in his pocket looking for his pack of gum, but only found Videl's business card. Trunks was stumped wondering why he held Pan's mother's business card. The card read…

Son Videl

Attorney at Law

1254 Corporation Lane

West City 84335

Floor 12, Office L-78

Phone: (756) 766-5290

Fax: (756) 766-5291

Videl's picture was on the card; she recently got glasses, which made her look more brilliant and beautiful. Trunks just couldn't imagine why her card was in his pocket. He started down the hall and flipped the card over here he found his handwriting right below Gohan's handwriting…

Got ur msg. Videl + I r all 4 it.

~SG

^ ^^^^^^^ ^^^ ^^

Order # Bri-0265

Pickup - 12/13

(Find courage by 12/31)

Trunks swallowed hard as he stepped outside. He saw his father had taken care of Bra by making her wash the inside and outside of his gravity room. His mother was sitting in a lawn chair right below his father, wearing her same old lab coat and old torn up purple pants. His father was in mid-air training by himself. "Mom, can I talk to you…alone." Trunks looked down at his mother who was sitting in her chair and he nodded his head towards Bra and Vegeta. "Sure Trunks, lets go into my lab." Bulma replied with a smile on her face, but Trunks just stared at the ground. After they left, Bra came out of the Gravity Room and looked up to her father. Vegeta only shock his head, which told Bra that she needs to stay out of it. So Bra went back inside the Gravity room and was quickly followed by Vegeta who was going to train and send Bra elsewhere.

Inside Bulma's lab, Trunks was sitting on one of the tables looking down at his feet when his mother returned with two glasses of ice-cold water. "Here Trunks, this will help." Bulma handed her son the glass and then pulled up a chair next to the table. "Now tell me Trunks dear, what's bothering you? You're sending your father insane. Not-that-he-isn't-already-insane. But locking yourself up in your room can't solve anything you know. Trust me, I speak from experience." This made Trunks smirks a little but it did not last long. "Mom, I…" Trunks sighed as he thought about what he was just about to say. Bulma looked up at her son. She had never seen him in such a mess before. She knew there was only one explanation – LOVE! She was the same way with Vegeta that one night she couldn't have him due to Majin Buu. She wanted him to hold her, she hated him for turning evil, yet deep inside she loved him more then anything. But…what could be going on in her son's mind. "Mom. Umm…" Trunks looked at the two closed windows and door to make sure they were closed. "Mom… It's Pan." Trunks looked up at his mother who had a shocked look upon her face. "Trunks…do you mean…

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Guess you'll just have to wait for the next chappie! Don't worry it wont take long. Oh…and I have to give credit to an author who I borrowed some cute lines from. I just couldn't resist they were so cute and worked perfectly!