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'I yelled at my brother today. I can't believe I did that! He was trying to help, and it was trying to help. It's not his fault I'm no good at math. I guess it just finally got to me, that weird feeling. It's like everyone thinks he's better. Wonder what that's called… Anyways, I get it every time he tells me I've done some thing wrong, and it really does hurt. It's been that way for a long time, too, ever since I was little. I guess it's just because he came first, I think I have to live up to what he's done, or do better. But I can't! There isn't a better to be! I'm not as smart as him, or as good a fighter. I know this because (1) my GPA is about .5 lower than his (3.5), and Gohan's supposed to be better than Dad, and I can't beat Dad, I've tried! It could be that Mom only tells me to study, where she used to drill Gohan everyday! That would be a drag, but he got better grades. And Dad started training Gohan really young. Actually, it was Piccolo who started training him, Dad just picked up where Piccolo left off. Dad was home more for Gohan. He's spent a lot of time dead during my life. Guess that's why I feel better around Vegeta so much of the time, because he's always there, ALWAYS! But I know they try…
'I guess that's the one thing I don't like about Vegeta. He doesn't really show he cares about his family, except for hurting anyone who tries to touch them. I remember when Trunks and I were little, some guy tried to hurt us or something, I don't really remember. Anyways, Vegeta scared the guy so bad, he fainted! I thought only girls could do that…
Looks at a framed picture of himself and Trunks
'I suppose that Vegeta does show he cares, in his own way. He did let Trunks and I stay friends. Even though he says it's only so Trunks will always have a sparring partner, I think he just wants Trunks to be happy. I remember when he found out Trunks was gonna have to run Capsule Corps. He was so angry I thought he might blow up that house! But instead, he just made Trunks train harder. Guess he thought he could Trunks held back. It would help put off the future Trunks hates so much, but Bulma would just pull him out after a while. I think my plan might work better. I want Trunks to come off to college with me. That way, we get to hang out AND he doesn't have to work. He might even get to convince his mom to let him have a life before taking her job as pres. of "the company from Hell," as Trunks refers to it now, but only when his mom can't hear.
'Then there's my other friend, Marron, who just doesn't get it. She thinks that parents should be allowed to pick what happens to you, because then you can do whatever you want instead of having to worry about your future. Guess she really should come see Capsule Corps. for herself. She'd eat her words faster than my Dad eats dinner! But first Trunks and I gotta teach her how to fly. See, Krillin, her dad, works during the day, and her mom doesn't have a license, so neither could bring her here. I guess we'll be teaching her this weekend, nobody can think of anything better to do.
Looks at the clock on his dresser
'Well I guess that's enough writing for one day. That, I need to get my dumb homework done. I'll call Trunks; he can always explain these things to me. Good grief, who needs algebra! I'm gonna be a martial arts teacher, I don't need to know how the leg moves through space;I just gotta know it does!... I really should apologize to Gohan…guess I'll write more later!'
Goten stood, picking up his math work as he did so. He slid the notebook under his bed, hoping his mother wouldn't notice it when she cleaned next time. 'Like that could happen…' Shutting the door, Goten headed downstairs to confront the dreaded algebra…and his brother.
Slipping from her hiding spot, the demon reached under the bed and retrieved the book. Flipping through the pages, she found Goten's entry. Scanning the contents, she found a name the seemed promising. Marron. 'Perhaps this child will yield a new topic; bonds are only so useful, though the one between the boys seems abnormally strong. Wonder what side effects that will leave.' Smiling widely, the demon took off for Marron's house, ignoring the pair of bright blue eyes following her…
A/N: Well…better? I know it's short, but the longer version didn't make any sense. Thank you to severussweetie for reviewing, as well as my two ghost reviewers. How you like this chapter, too!