Orange Star High School- The Legacy Continues...

A/N: Just a quick note. This takes place at a time when Pan is in high school. Trunks, Goten, and Bra also attend Orange Star and obviously their ages have been changed. Pan- 17, Trunks- 18, Goten- 18, Bra- 16. Also, I have added a new character of my own. His name's Eraser and he's the child of Sharpner and Erasa; age 17. And in case you didn't read the summary, this is a Trunks/Pan pairing.
Sorry for not updating sooner! Anyway, here's the next chapter.

Chapter 6- A Father-Son Moment

Trunks flew through his window and landed on his bed. He removed his Capsule Corp. jacket along with the rest of his clothes and changed into this training clothes. He opened the door to his room and started off for the gravity room to cool off. It was a habit of his picked up from his father. Whenever something went bad, he went off to train. Trunks' train of thought was interrupted by cursing and yelling. The source of it all came from his parents' room.

"I couldn't care less if you slept on the couch!" Bulma yelled, throwing something against the wall. "I'm sick of you treating me like I'm a servant!"

There was a loud grunt made by Vegeta and suddenly, the door flung open to reveal a very enraged Vegeta. Trunks stepped out of the way to avoid injury. A pillow flew out the room before Vegeta slammed the door closed.

"Baka woman," Vegeta swore. He paused a moment to look at Trunks. "What?!"

"Uh, nothing," Trunks started, "Just going off to the gravity room to-"

"Don't bother," Vegeta interrupted. "It's broke."

Trunks stopped in his tracks. "Oh..."

Vegeta kicked the pillow off to the side and started for downstairs. Trunks followed. Vegeta opened the refrigerator looking for a quick meal. Slamming the fridge close, he tried the freezer and came up short.

"How am I supposed to eat tonight?!" Vegeta growled, looking through the cabinets for some prepared food.

Trunks watched from the edge of the kitchen table and sighed.

Vegeta arched an eyebrow at his obviously depressed son but continued looking through the cabinets. Several seconds later, he slammed the doors closed.

"Do you want pizza?" Vegeta asked, grabbing the phone.

"Huh?" Trunks asked, staring into space.

Vegeta sighed and put down the phone. Evidently his son had a problem and he wasn't going to get a straight answer out of him until this 'problem' of his was solved.

"Well what's wrong, brat?" Vegeta asked curiously.

Trunks looked up at his father in surprise. He had been amazed that he had even been able to figure out that something was wrong, yet than ask about it. Trunks only shook his head. "Nothing."

Vegeta didn't buy it. "I know something's wrong, now tell me now."

Trunks sighed. "Well there's this girl at school..."

"A girl?!" Vegeta interrupted. Trunks nodded. "Why would your problem concern a girl?" He asked, speaking the word 'girl' like it was poison.

"Because...I kinda like her..." Trunks blushed much to his father's dissatisfaction.

"Don't waste your time with the female species," Vegeta replied, "They're only trouble." Trunks grew silent as Vegeta began speaking again. "Who is this girl anyway?"

Trunks felt his heart beating faster. He hadn't expected his father to ask him that so soon. "Well...she's..um..."

"Spit it out already!" A very impatient Vegeta yelled.

"Pan," Trunks replied. The room became silent as Vegeta began to process the thought in his mind. So, his brat liked Kakarot's granddaughter...It hadn't been what he had been expecting but if his son had to mate, Pan seemed like a worthy person to mate with.

"Pan?" Vegeta repeated. Trunks nodded. "So what have you done about it?"

Trunks seemed to be taken off guard at his father's question. "What do you mean?"

"I mean what I said. What have you done about it?"

Trunks looked down. "Well nothing really, I..."

"Well what are you waiting for?!" Vegeta exclaimed. "I suggest you hurry up and mate with Kakarot's granddaughter before someone else does." The room grew silent once more before Vegeta picked up the phone again. "Now do you want pizza?"

"Pizza," Trunks murmured.

Vegeta began dialing the number while Trunks began pondering. Vegeta was right, he had to move fast. If he didn't, someone else could snatch Pan up just like that. The only thing standing in his way however, was the fact that he couldn't bring himself to tell her himself...

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Why do I seem to have Vegeta and every one of my Fics? Oh well, almost everyone's going to make an appearance in this story. Sorry if that chapter was kind of short!