Chapter 4

"Whoa," Trunks whistled. "He does look like you, Goten."

Maron just gasped, "But how? Unless…"

"Unless he was related to me…" Goten mumbled.

"Cool, Goten! You're related to the Commander of the Saiyan army! Wish I was related to someone so cool!" Trunks laughed earning a glare from his teacher. He mischievously returned it with a cocky grin and a salute.

"Trunks, this is not a laughing matter!" Maron argued.

Trunks frowned back at her, "How is this not cool? I mean Goten is related to one of the strongest guys in the entire universe! How is that not cool?"

Maron narrowed her eyes dangerously, "In case you cared, Goten doesn't seem too happy about all of this. I mean your lapping this all up and Goten hasn't even said a word!"

Trunks turned around to face the silent Goten, "Hey, Goten, buddy, what's wrong? Isn't this awesome?"

"Why didn't she tell…" Goten kept murmuring. Both teens looked worriedly at the boy.

"Um, is he ok?" Maron whispered.

"I dunno… are people supposed to look like zombies?" Trunks shot back.

"Excuse me! What are you three whispering about?" Mr. Mitsumi yelled. Everyone immediately directed their attention to the three trouble makers in the back. Maron blushed a deep crimson and sank down into her chair while Trunks smirked back at the teacher.

"Well, golly gee, sir, we were talking about how it's so wonderful of you to bring in such prestigious men into our humble abode," Trunks mocked. Noticing his audience he winked at one of the girls, earning him a blush.

"Really? You think we are so prestigious, boy?" the shorter of the two men spoke, his eyebrow rising slightly.

Trunks paled and swallowed before answering, "Um… Yes, sir, you're really, quite umm… powerful."

"Oh thanks!" the taller man grinned. "I'm Goku! What's your name?"

Goten looked up quickly at the name, "You said you're Goku, sir?"

Trunks hesitantly glanced down at the now verbal friend. The shorter man kept his eyes on the him and was making him nervous.

"Yep! But everyone calls me Kakorrot now! See, cuz' I was raised on a planet called Earth instead of Planet Vegeta," Goku explained.

"Your Majesty, Commander, please these two are my worst students, troublemakers and all. You don't need to waste your time with them," Mr. Mitsumi rushed. "I'll make sure they are properly punished."

"Awh, they don't really need to be punished, do they, Vegeta?" Goku begged.

"Hmmph, I don't care. I don't know why we even agreed to come here."

"Oh! That's an easy one, because this is the best school on the planet and would have the best people to join the army and science technicians," Goku laughed as though that was the funniest joke Vegeta had ever come up with.

Trunks and Goten both bounced out of their seats, "Really! You're here to get soldiers!"

Both yelled in delight and slapped hands.

Vegeta smirked and loudly proclaimed, "We don't take whiny, snot nosed brats. We take men."

"What!" Goten gasped in horror.

"Now hold on there a second! I'm not a brat!" Trunks exclaimed. Maron tried to hold them both down, but in her effort was thrown out of her chair.

"Mr. Son, Mr. Briefs, I have had it with you two! Both of you, so disrespectful! Now insulting our guests and rulers of the northern galaxy! I have had it! I'm calling your mother!" Mr. Mitsumi screeched a vein pooping out of his forehead.

Both boys went wide-eyed and paled. Maron glared at them both, "You deserve it!"

Trunks tried desperately to hide the fear of his Aunt Chi-chi finding out, but it was Goten who yelled out, "No! You can't do that! Do you realize what kind of evil you'll awaken!"

"Goten, shutup!" Trunks hissed.

"Please, Mr. Mitsumi, can't we just have some other kind of punishment instead!" Goten begged.

Goku upon hearing the boys distress pleaded as well, 'Yeah, Mr. Mitsumi, no harm done, right Vegeta? Their just kids."

Vegeta in the meantime was staring in wonder at the two boys in front of him. Mr. Briefs? Mr. Son? The only times he had ever heard those strange names were with… No, it couldn't be. If it were she would surely have… Maybe she was going to and couldn't. It was always possible, but then again that would make them…

"Vegeta, come on and help me here!" Goku whined.

"Kakorrot, you are acting as if you are a child as well. Start acting your position,' Vegeta snapped.

"But they're going to get in trouble. Besides they surely didn't mean it," Goku explained.

Vegeta grunted and turned his gaze back up at the two frightened boys who were now trying to pass themselves off as innocent angels. Key word trying.

"hmmph… whatever, just stop the incessant whining," Vegeta grumbled and frowned at the shocked teacher.

Goku winked up back the two and gave them a thumbs up. Both sat down in the chairs and silently gave themselves high fives from under the table. Maron just sat their opened mouth, struck dumb in shock.

"Well, bye, Mr. Miktumi! Nice meeting you, but we have some more places to check out potential fighters," Goku grinned and marched out the door. Vegeta haughtily lifted his nose and followed after, not before giving the students death glares.

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"They were awesome, huh, Trunks?" Goten crowed. Trunks just nodded with a smirk.

'How did… Why did… What just happened!" Maron yelled. Goten stopped his cheering and gave her a blank look.

Trunks put and arm around her shoulders and kept her walking down the road, "Well, it's quiet simple. The commander realized that Goten was related to him and so baled him out of trouble, and me being his friend and adoptive brother went along with it."

Maron gave him a puzzled and quiet disgruntled look, but kept her mouth shut. Goten on the other hand asked, "You really think so, Trunks? You think that's why helped us? He didn't say anything about us being related."

"Of course, I'm right, Goten. I mean why else would he have helped. He's a Saiyan. They're not nice to anyone."

"Hmm… I guess you could be right…"Goten mused.

"Now about tonight, I was thinking we could sneak on their ship. We could join the army! I mean we're as strong if not stronger than anyone else in their stupid army! We're mature enough if not old enough to join! It'll be easy all we have to do sneak on their-" Trunks planned.

"What do you think you're doing? Are you crazy?" Maron demanded. Both boys looked blankly back at her. "Your just two 14 yr old boys! Yeah so your strong compared to the guys around here, doesn't mean your strong compared to the rest of the people out there! And if you do manage to get off planet, what do you think Mrs. Chi-chi will do once she finds out you've gone missing! She'll have all of us out searching for you! No! I'm not letting you do it! Do you hear me!"

"Maron, Maron, Maron. You are obviously very confused. You seem to think we care what you think," Trunks sneered. Maron's face shifted from an angry red to a pained expression. Goten frowned at Maron's hurt expression.

"Fine, you don't care, then I don't care what happens to you," she said stiffly and turning on her heel sharply walked away from them back into the small city.

"Fine!" Trunks bellowed back crossing his arms over his chest. "Stupid, girl. Forget her, Goten, she's not worth it."

"I think you really hurt her, Trunks."

"So, what. She can't dictate my life. No one will ever dictate my life."

Goten just stared sadly at the retreating figure until Trunks pulled him stubbornly towards Yamcha's hut.

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"Interesting, real interesting."

"What's interesting?" Trunks asked, walking into Yamcha's hut.

Yamcha pointed to the flyer in his hand, "This little, baby."

Goten followed Trunks inside and promptly sat down against the wall, "What is it?"

Trunks snatched the paper out of Yamcha's hand and read it swiftly, "It says it's a flyer for a…Oh this is so cool, Goten!"

Goten jumped up and read over Trunks's shoulder, "A World martial Arts Tournament!"

"I remember the days when I used to compete in the Earth martial arts tournaments. Those were the days, though I never got far enough, not with Krillen and Goku competing, then with Tien showing up… Yeah those were the days…" Yamcha reminisced.

"Goku?" Goten asked.

"Yeah, he was this really strong fighter, though really young. Was really naïve, too. Never knew how someone could be so innocent about life, but he was," Yamcha replied.

"Hey did this Goku fellow have black spiky hair that stuck out everywhere?" Trunks slyly asked. Goten gave him a puzzled glance, but looked to Yamcha for the answer.

"Yeah, really weird spikes, just like Goten here," Yamcha nodded.

"Really, umm… happy?" Trunks continued.

Yamcha raised an eyebrow and curiously looked down at the lavender locks, "Ye-es, why?"

"Oh just wondering!" Trunks grinned innocently. "We're ready to spar!"

Yamcha took one more, long look before nodding and walking outside. Goten nudged Trunks before they to followed, "What was that all about? Aren't you going to tell him that we met this Goku guy?"

Trunks just smiled mysteriously, "Nope, I have a better idea. The flyer said whoever gets to the finally round will fight against Commander Kakorrot himself, which means he'll be there. We just have to get Yamcha to the Tournament. They're bound to meet up, and when they meet they'll bound to reminisce about the old days. That's where I plan to get all of my answers."

"But-"

"Now, hush! I don't want my plans ruined, so don't mention anything, ok?" Trunks whispered. Goten nodded and followed the blue eyed boy outside.

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Four hours later, they found themselves resting after a grueling sparing session. Yamcha sat sagely on rock while the two boys lay in the shadow of a bush.

"Hey, Yamcha, do you think we could fight in the World Martial Arts Tournament?" Trunks asked.

"I don't know, kid. You're both strong, yes, but compared to the other people out here…" Yamcha replied.

"Oh, come on, Mr. Yamcha!" Goten urged.

"Yeah! We'll promise not to get hurt!" trunks promised.

"And what do you think I'll tell your mother when she finds out you've gone missing?" Yamcha questioned.

"We are on a school field trip to the city and will take all day, that way if we win or get hurt bad she won't be suspicious," Trunks explained. Goten nodded with a large grin on his face.

"And you don't think that story will make her suspicious?" Yamcha laughed.

"Nope, not if we say it's because we were ranked the top 10 on a really hard test."

"Please!" Goten pleaded.

"Yeah, come on!" Trunks begged.

Yamcha looked at the two crazy boys and laughed, "Fine! But if you two get in trouble I wasn't apart of this and had no idea that you planned to do this!"

"Yes!" The boys high-fived.

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Hey this chapter is short I know but the next one will be really long. This was just the best place to stop

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