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Disclaimer: You want the truth? –nod- YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH! –coughs nervously- Eh, well, yeah… Dragon Ball Z isn't mine.

DRAGONBALL Z

When fifth grade A.P. History teacher, Mr. Julian Meringue walked into his classroom, the students terminated their speaking and sat straight in their silver, metal desks. Though, he was smiling happily on the outside, inside, Meringue smirked. He loved the fact that he caused fear in these young children's hearts.

He set the brown brief case he carried on his desk as he started speaking, "I'm sure last year you all heard the upperclassmen talk about a project that proved tougher then they thought."

Meringue turned around to face his class, hoping to see distraught looks plastered on their faces, but all he received was the shaking of heads. "I'll take that as a no," he growled, cursing himself to make this project more of a distraction for these students. "Each year I have noticed that barely any student knows one thing about their fathers; mothers? Yes, but fathers, no. This project will consist of you to interview your father, write a five page report, and then dress in clothes he once wore. You will be expected to read your paper in front of the class, so I suggest that all you shy people come prepared."

He walked to his chair and sat down behind the desk. "You have the rest of the period to come up with interview questions."

With the nod of approval to speak, the students started. Each was looking forward for the encounter with their fathers; they all wanted to know what the men were like years ago.

Well, all but one person….

Gohan Mau glared at the teacher, who was busy grading papers with his head bent down. He did not like this project at all. Now, everyone in the class will know that he didn't have a father and would probably call him hurtful names like his old classmates did. Maybe I can talk mom into moving to a place where no one has a dad. A slap to his shoulder caused the ten-year-old to turn around and he scowled at the sulking face of Trunks. "What is it?" he inquired, a frown adorning his face instead of the previous scowl.

"Man!" Trunks slumped down even more in his seat and laid his head on the surface. "I have to do a project about my father. Do you know how hard it is to ask him questions?"

Gohan snorted. "At least you have a father."

DRAGONBALL Z

"Oh, dad!" Trunks screamed when he entered his house that afternoon. He had made a plan in his math class to do the interview fast. It wasn't that he didn't love his father, it was just that… well, and Vegeta was a hard person to talk to.

He laid his book bag on the coffee table next to the door, and walked into the kitchen. Trunks smiled widely when he spotted his mother making him an afternoon snack. "Hey mom," he said, sitting down behind the counter and staring as Bulma spread jelly on a slice of bread. "What's up?"

Bulma looked up from her work and grinned. "Nothing much, Trunks? How was school?"

"All right." Trunks looked around the large kitchen area, sighing when he saw no signs of his father nearby. "I have a project to work on."

"Well, I'll help any way I can."

"Yeah, um, about that mom, would dad mind if I asked him a few questions?"

The blue-haired woman shook her head. "He shouldn't. Why?"

Trunks gulped. "I have to write a five page research paper on dad. I was hoping to get started as soon as possible."

Bulma nodded, towards the back door. "He's out there if you want to go." She smacked two slices of bread together and handed it to her son. "Go on." When he didn't budge, she handed him the other sandwich which was made for his father. "Take that. You know how the saying goes; 'The way to a man's heart is by his stomach.'"

Trunks stood, taking a huge bite out of his peanut butter and jelly sandwich. "Gotcha." He walked out of the house and towards his father.

Vegeta was lying on a hammock that was tied between two trees, and was listening to a CD player while reading his favorite car magazine. The man had no idea someone was approaching him, and didn't seem to want to know. He was contented to lay there peacefully.

The purple-haired boy thought about his situation then smiled. He could always go back to his mother and tell her that his father seemed way too busy to be bothered by a stupid project. Just as he was turning around, a hand grabbed his arm and Trunks stiffened. He knew it was his father, so he turned, facing the man. "Hey dad."

Vegeta sat up, slinging his legs over the hammock and took off the headphones. He scooted over, watching his son sit beside him. "What is it?"

Trunks gazed at the fine cut grass. He found it hard talking to his father about academics. Now, if it was the subject of cars, Trunks was fine. "Um…."

"Answer me, son."

"In history, we were assigned to do a research paper about our dad so…." He left the sentence hanging. Trunks knew his father could fill in the rest.

"That's it?" Vegeta slung an arm around his son's shoulder and hugged the boy tightly. "You have got to grow a backbone. I mean, once you hit high school, you'll need one."

Trunks looked up at his father. "So, you'll do it?"

Vegeta nodded, letting go.

"Great!" Trunks said enthusiastically as he stood. "I'll be right back."

DRAGONBALL Z

Gohan sat on a bench in front of the elementary school. His mother must have forgotten that she had to pick him up. He should be use to it by now. She always did it when they lived in the states and the boy didn't expect his mother to change. Gohan sighed, watching as some of the other children hugged their fathers as they got into their cars.

He didn't like the project Mr. Meringue assigned to them. He had gone up to the teacher after class and told him about his predicament, but all Meringue said was to ask his mother. Gohan knew she wouldn't tell him anything. Chi Chi hated talking about the past and this would definitely be part of the past.

He raised his head when he heard a car horn. Gohan was surprised when a new version of the F568 Mustang stopped in front of him on the road and he was even more surprised when Goku Son rolled down the window. "Hi," Gohan said, unsure of why the man was here.

Goku smiled. "Hey! Do you need a ride, Gohan?"

The boy nodded and stood. "If you don't mind."

"I wouldn't have asked if I did." Goku watched him walk to the passenger's side and open the door. He started speaking when the boy was safely strapped in. "So, did your mom forget?" Goku asked, pulling into the crowd of moving cars.

"I guess. She always does."

Goku reached a hand above his head and pulled out his cell phone. Giving it a flip, he handed it to the boy, his eyes still on the road. "Give her a call to know you're all right."

Gohan nodded, dialing his phone number into the device then put it next to his ear, listening to the rings. "Hey," he started when he heard his mother's frantic voice. "No, I'm fine. Uh, Goku Son is giving me a ride home if that's okay. Cool. Huh? Oh, yeah, I remember. Hey, mom in history class we were assigned to do a research paper on our dads and I was just wondering…. Mom? You there? Mo…. Oh, well, what was it? All right. Yeah, we can talk about when I get home. Bye." He pressed the 'off' button and handed back to the man next to him. "That was weird."

Goku was shaken when he heard the ten-year-old mention about doing a paper about his father. The boy had no idea that he didn't have one. Well, maybe he did. Goku had just needed to get something of the boy's with his DNA. Then Bulma could do a DNA test and see if what Chi Chi said was true. Goku didn't want to believe it. The kid acted just like him; except he was infinity times smarter then Goku was at that age. "What did she do?"

"She dropped the phone when I mentioned the project." Gohan sighed, watching the scenery out the window. "I'll probably fail since she doesn't like to talk about the past and definitely not about my dad. All she ever said was that they separated because she was too afraid what he would do if he found out the truth. Maybe I'm the truth she didn't want him to know about." He turned his gaze to the man driving. "I keep wondering if I wasn't supposed to happen."

DRAGONBALL Z

Vegeta looked up when Trunks walked back outside and took his seat again. His son did say that his A.P. History class had to do this, right? "Trunks," he waited until the boy was staring at him before speaking again, "Does Gohan have to do this also?"

Trunks nodded. "Everyone does."

His father smirked. Oh, it was going to be good to see what the harpy was going to say when she heard about the project. And yes, he would hate to miss what Kakarot does. "Now son, what questions do you want answered?"

"When did you first realize that mom was your true love?"

DRAGONBALL Z

cries- Aw, poor Gohan! He's so sad! What about that question for Vegeta? Whoa! Until next time…. –waves hands- DJ Productions signs off!

Just a Fan: Hmm, I'm not sure if Chi Chi and Goku will get back together… Thankies!

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Kinoha: Everything will be revealed, but you make a great point… maybe that's what happened to Chi Chi and maybe it's not… Aw, you're so nice for telling me that. Thankies!

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