-----Chapter Four
The school grounds were empty and dead quiet. It resembled a ghost town due to the absence of the students. So far, the only sound that could be heard was the whistling of the wind, the honking cars from afar, but even that didn't last long and the grounds were quiet once more. Moments later, the bushes began to rustle and this time it was not from the wind.
"Trunks, I'm hungry!" Goten complained as he placed his hands on his stomach.
"Goten! You have to just wait," Trunks told the younger one.
"But Trunks, there's no one here and I'm really hungry."
The older of the two jumped out from the bushes and scanned the area slowly, carefully. Goten followed him out, still complaining about his hunger.
"Trunks! Gohan might see us and I'm real hungry!" Goten pouted. "Please? Please? Please?"
"Grr," Trunks growled and pushed Goten into the bushes. "Just wait!"
"But I'm- Ooh a cookie!"
Trunks gasped and jumped into the bushes to get some but it was too late.
"Goten!" Trunks said frustrated as he stared at the crumb covered Goten. "I wanted some!"
"Hahaha! Too bad. You were too slow!" Goten said smugly.
Trunks was about to pounce on him when he heard footsteps. He clamped Goten's mouth shut and jumped out from behind the bushes to come face to face with a student.
"Uh, hey kid," he seemed startled. "What are you doing here? Are you lost?"
Trunks looked him up and down. "Hey Goten!"
Goten come out from the bushes and joined Trunks.
"What did you say that girl said?" Trunks asked never taking his eyes off the teenager.
Goten thought for a moment before responding. "Someone like Gohan."
The two of them looked up at the student in front of them. He was a tall lanky young man with dark hair that fell past his bright green eyes. He didn't have the build Gohan had but he seemed good enough. Trunks slowly walked up to the boy and once again, looked him over.
"What's your name," Trunks asked.
"My name?" the teen replied.
"You do have a name, right?" Trunks replied as if talking to someone really stupid.
"Uh, yeah, it's Zack."
"Got a car?" Trunks slowly circled him, rubbing his chin as if deep in thought.
"No."
"Want one?"
"Yeah," Zack frowned. Who is this kid?
"Well give you one. If you want one."
"Of course I want one! But… How can a couple of kids like you have access to a car? Are you really kids or are you midgets?"
Trunks kicked him. Lightly. But even so, Zack flew off a bit further away. Trunks quickly ran over. "Heh, sorry."
Zack slowly stood up, shaking, but hey these kids were offering him a car. Forget the super human powers. "Well, how come you're offering me a car? You're not even old enough to drive."
"My grandpa owns Capsule Corp." Trunks said proudly. "And I managed to get… THIS!" he whipped out a capsule; he pressed the little button and threw it on the ground to reveal a shiny green sports car.
"Whoa! That's amazing!" Zack was practically drooling as he eyed the car.
"It's yours…" Trunks said slowly, "If you want it."
"Of course I want it! What do I have to do?"
Goten watched in amazement. Trunks sure is brilliant, he thought. He watched as Zack ran to the car and began to hug and kiss it. Goten laughed at the idiocy.
"Okay, that's enough," Trunks pushed Zack away and put the car away.
"Hey!" Zack scowled.
"You can have the car when you're done what needs to be done," Trunks explained.
"I'll do it! Whatever it is, I'll do it!"
Trunks looked Goten before nodding. "Okay." He grinned. "Follow us," he said and got ready to take off but Goten ran over and stopped him.
"He can't fly," Goten informed him.
"Oh, yeah, right," Trunks shrugged and took Zack's hand. He gestured for Goten to take the other one and they lifted up into the air.
"Fly? You kids are— WHOA! We're in the air! We're in the air? AHH!" Zack yelled as he thrashed about to get free but the grips of the Saiyans were too strong.
"Stop moving!" Goten grunted as he struggled to keep a hold of Zack's hand.
"HELP! HELP!" Zack continued to squirm.
"Hey Goten," Trunks said to his companion. Goten knew by the glint in his eye just what was going to happen. "Three… Two… One… NOW!"
They let go Zack and laughed at him as he fell from them screaming.
"We'd better get him," Goten said and they dove after him, grabbing both hands again. This time, he didn't move much. Finally, they reached their destination. A small little abandoned cottage up in the mountains not far from the Son house. They let Zack drop onto the dewy green grass and looked around to make sure the area was secure.
"What's wrong with you?" Goten and Trunks asked the pale teenager in unison.
Zack turned to them slowly. "I need new pants."