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"Goku?" She asked walking into their bedroom. She noticed a piece of paper lying on the bed they had slept in. She picked up the letter, reading it and soon tears were streaming down her cheeks.

If you're reading this, I'm sorry. I had to go, for the safety of us and our children.

I'm so sorry, though no matter how many times I'll say it, I know you'll be

angry at me. Gohan, I'm very proud of you son. Sadly, you'll have to

be the man of the house and watch after Skylar. Mockingbird,

I hope you can forgive me for this. You're getting stronger

as the years go by. I remember the first day I held you in

my arms. So fragile and tiny. Now, you're way stronger than that.

I'm proud of you. Remember, the two of you

will have to look after your sibling.

Farewell, until we meet again.

By the time she finished reading the letter, Chichi was sobbing. She cried until she felt like she couldn't breathe. Suddenly, she heard a knock. Hoping that it was her Goku, she slowly made her way to the door.

"Hey Chichi! It's me Bulma!" Chichi cracked open the door and saw that it actually was Bulma and that she also brought Vegeta along with his younger brother Trunks. Trunks was about the same age as Skylar and the two were practically inseparable since they met as babies. Bulma noticed that something was very wrong.

"Chichi? What happened?"Just as she said those words, Chichi started crying again. "It's Goku. H-he's gone!" She sobbed and was nearly going into hysterics. Vegeta suddenly noticed that he couldn't feel Goku's energy.

"Woman, I suggest you take Kakarott's harpy to a couch, she looks like she's going to pass out." Bulma looked at him angrily ready to yell at him, but decided against it. She helped ChiChi walk to the couch and sat next to her. Meanwhile, Vegeta was staring down Trunks and it made him uncomfortable. 'Why is he looking at me like that?' Trunks stared back at Vegeta.

"What'd I do?" Trunks almost regretted it when Vegeta yelled at him.

"Well brat I guess it comes down to this! Doesn't it?"

"What do you mean?"

"Idiot, who do you think is going to have to tell the other brat. Obviously not me."

"I see what you mean. Wait! Hold on, why do I have to tell her!?" Trunks looked at him bewildered.

"Trunks, if you want to see tomorrow then I suggest you go now. Besides, you and the brat act as if you're mated or something." Vegeta smirked when he saw pink staining his cheeks.

"Fine! I'll go." Trunks muttered and took off. 'Damn now how am I going to tell her?'

Trunks flew in the direction of Orange Star middle school where Skylar went. On his way, he kept thinking about what Vegeta told him.

'We're just friends, that's it. Nothing else.' Trunks kept repeating to himself but eventually gave up, as he realized that he actually liked her. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. Trunks easily singled out her ki from the rest.

"No matter how much she suppresses it, she's still stronger than anybody there." He chuckled but stopped when he remembered why he was there in the first place.

"Well, here I go." Trunks flew down to the school and went to the nearest window. He searched every window until he saw her and tried to get her attention.

Meanwhile, Skylar was easily ignoring Mr. Ryne's voice as he droned on and on about equilateral triangles. Since that morning Skylar was on edge, worried and knew something was wrong. Suddenly, she felt someone staring at her and she turned, jumping slightly as she saw Trunks staring back at her through the window. She watched as he tried telling her something. Skylar raised her hand getting the attention of Mr. Ryne and Trunks ducked, not wanting to explain how he was floating in mid-air. He smirked as an idea formed in his head. An idea that had gotten him kicked out of the school permanently.

"Mr. Ryne, may I be excused to use the restroom?" She asked as nicely as she could, knowing that he practically hated her guts.

"Absolutely not young lady! There are only ten minutes until class is over, now if you'll excuse me, I have a class to teach." With that Mr. Ryne turned around and started writing something on the board.

'Asshole.' She thought to herself and looked back to where Trunks was and saw that he was gone. 'I hope whatever Trunks has to tell can wait.' She sighed and kept looking out the window at the glowing sun and sighed. Just as quickly as it had happened, the shrill sound of a fire alarm went off.

"Okay class, it's like what we've done in the past. Don't panic and walk out single filed in a line." It was obvious that no one really cared and left however they pleased, Skylar was the first one out. She smirked as she already knew that it was Trunks who pulled the alarm. She jumped down the steps and through the doors. She saw Trunks awkwardly standing outside.

"I guess old habits don't die easily huh?" Skylar pretended to punch his arm and noticed that he was a bit paler than usual.

"I guess I'm a rebel at heart." He said laughing and noticed her staring at him. 'Crap! Does she know? Nah, there's no way.'

"Trunks, what's going on?" She asked getting worried. Trunks chuckled nervously, "Nothing's wrong Skylar." She gave him a warning look and he gulped.

'Well, here goes nothing.' He took a deep breath and looked down.

"Look, this is gonna hurt like a bitch but, your dad is gone and I think it's permanent this time." He finally looked up at her and saw the unshed tears in her eyes.

'Shit.'