{chapter 1}

Somewhere in between Capsule Corparation and some place called the 4 39 east district moutain area, witch was probably about 1,000 miles in between if you were counting getting their and going back together. I was sitting down thinking about what I had been through all those years through my childhood, my pre-teen years, and my horrible memmories of being a 15 year old already knowing what you'll be doing in 3 years. Not to mention what you'll be warring. Just looking back on all of that, thinking what it took me to get where I am today, and wondering if I hadn't said just one little word, or I hand't done that one stupid thing that it could have effected my life forever. Now it may sound stupid but some times when I did some thing I shouldn't have or some thing bad happened at school, or between my family. I was kinda glad it happened, because I'd think to myself that it would all work out and that every thing happens for a reason. Well I have the whole rest of my life to regret and be happy, after all I'm only 31. I havn't even lived half my life yet, but I don't know that for a fact... Anyway as far back I can remember is when I was around 12, 13 years old that year every thing started to click, and I got a taist of a lot of first things, I had my first Girl-Friend at 13, not to mention my first kiss. That year I got my first all A+ year, of flawless report cards and math papers, I got into my first really big fight with my best friend, that could have damaged our friend-ship forever, I might not have even been frineds with him to this very day if it hadn't been for they way things turned out in the end, witch means every thing I said (emmph yelled) at goten and he yelled back at me not only turned out good in the end, but also taught us...ehhuhh me a lesson in who my friends really were. And never to fight just because of a girl. I still can remeber the arguement like it was yesterday, word from word, even if Goten claims it happened diffrently. And me and Goten weren't the only ones not getting along...

"Vegeta, just stop it it!" Said Bulma anoyed and angryly as she was kneeling down, looking through the cabints to try and find a frying pan.
As my father just stood there watching her run around the kitchen and listen to her protests of trying to win the argument.

"I'm the one who does every thing around here, I'm in charge!" Bulma hissed at him, as she paused for a momment giving him that evil little glare that was now famus among the Briefs family.

"And what do you excactily do durring your day that's so import, and stressful?!" "Answer me woman!" Screamed Vegeta. As my father began his little pounding his fist on the table rutene, I just sat there with the ice pack on my eye, and both my legs on the leg rest.

"Hahh!" Laughed my mother angryly, poping up from behind the counter.

"Here it comes...." even though my sister Bra was at the other end of the room, I could stil hear her mumbling to herself.

"WHO DOES THE COOKING??!" "MEEEE!!!"
"WHO DOES THE CLEANING?!!" "ME....!"
"WHO TAKES CARE OF THE KIDS!??!" " Well it ain't you!"
"WHO DOES ALL THE SHOPPING?!" "WHO FEEDS YOU?!"
"WHO PUTS UP WITH ALL OF THIS JUNK, DAY AFTER DAY AFTER DAY???!"
"Welllll?????!!!!"

"You." Mumbled vegeta, you could see his lips moving but couldn't hear any words coming out from my father's mouth.

"What was that?!" My mother rubbed it in, by making him repeat it again, even though she had heard it the first time, and heavens knows how she could of. Since I don't even think my father could hear what he said.
That was one thing she loved doing to him was rubbing any thing and every thing at any chance she got in my father's face.
One of this woman's unlimited hobbies.

"YOU!" yelled Vegeta, just by looking at his face there would have only been one way to desribe it, Angry...

"I rest my case...." Exclaimed my mother, giving my father one last evil smirk before turning back into the kitchen to continue cooking.
Now if I could pick one thing, I hated seeing happening between my parents it had to be arguing, but then again what kid wouldn't say that? Aside from being beaten, or grounded it was probably the worst punishment they could give me. And knowing that my younger sister had to watch it, made it even worse, because even though she acted like it didn't even fase her in the least I knew it bothered her, even more it it bothered me.
Some nights she'll just cry herself to sleep, because of they're arguing. But it wasn't worse than having to cry yourself to sleep every night, like I did. And had done ever since I could understand what the term "Shut Up" ment and had to hear my parents scream it at each other every other night.
I didn't think it was fair, of course I didn't think anything was fair at that time. I was just a youth, that had no idea why, if my parents could teach me how to use a credit card at the age of 6, they couldn't set a good example for me and Bra, by acting their ages. Instead of whining like little babys.
Goten and me were really really, close at that time, that was probably the closest we ever were. We did every thing together, we sat together in all of our classes and at lunch, (Acspet for Music class, that's when I had to sit next to Justin) (The bio Android kid).
We hung out with each other every day, we studied together and, failed tests together. We would watch movies play video games, and try to get girl's attention together, (even though Goten I believe, enjoyed that pass-time a little more than I had).

Some days Goten would be just so perky, too perky. That it was sickening. And then he'd have his "not so good" days, really that's what me and my sister called them, then mom & dad would stare at us like we were some kind of weirdo's or some thing. But that's aside from my point, Goten would go about his every day doings. The only thing diffrent about his "not so good" days was that when you'd ask him "How was your day?" or "Goten, how's it going" his responce would be "not so good", and then the dispressed looking smirk would apere on his face. Of corse if a girl came up to him and asked for his phone number his entire day would change, but that's some thing that only happens once in a blue moon. But that day Goten just didn't seem to be himself, and I could tell when Goten was down. But i had no idea how terribly awful it was.

"OOOOOOOO!!!! OOOOOO!!!!! Trunks get your butt out of here, I'm watching trl! And shaniqua is on, so scram!" Squiled Bra, she was jumping up and down on the couch and clutching the pillow. Bitting it, as she always did when she watched TV, it was like having a dog that chuews up furniture, only Bra only gnawed on this patickular pillow. Anther reason why she wasn't aloud in my room, aside from the fact that she's a BSB "In the sink" trl teeny boper, But heck what 12 year old girl isn't?

"God almighty what is it with you and that lame Little Mike person vid?" I asked scarksticly, even though I knew the video's name I found it amuesing to see Bra get that little evil smirk on her face and to see her eyes light up and get that little fire in them. Witch she always did when anyone at all said a Pop group's name wrong, even my dad.
"Trunks Breifs!" She exclaimed in furey, jumping off the couch to race right infront of me to block my walk way into the kitchen.

"You know darn well how to say "Little T an One Track MIKE's" name!" Bra yelled, with her arms sread out touching both sides of the wall.

"So? Why do you bother correcting me then?" I asked Cockely.
Bra paused for a momment to let her face turn red, and then to blow up in my face " You Baka Butt! How dare you, I'm gonna tell mom when she gets back from the store!" She blew up, as I tried to push her away from the opening to the kitchen, but she wouldn't budge, I suppose she was waiting for me to say some thing so I did.
"What acsactily are you going to tell mom miss Pre-maddonna? "ooooo Trunks purnoused Little T's name wrong"!!!" I mocked, in what I thought was a pretty good inpresion of my only yet anoying sibling. At this point Bra was furius she looked like she was about to hit the roof and steam was going to come out of her ears. But then again she also looked like she could have cried, for reasons I don't even know why, and didn't wan to, for that matter. She got sp upste over the smallest things witch was very very anoying because it was most of the time at me.

"You....." She began, but stopped to throw me another evil glare.
"You...."
"YOU MR GOODY TWO SHOES HAVE THE MOST ANOYING, LAME, CRUEL TOWARD YOUR ONE AND ONLY SISTER, STRAIGHT "A", BITCHY ATATUDE!" She blurrted out so fast, it would have imposible for me to keep up with her, but some how I managed to. And she has some nurve to say that to me, she gets her ego jeens from my dad's side, (she also inherated her brains' from dad's side as well). Me on the other hand got my share of persanalty from my mom, and I'm still not sure if that's a good or bad thing.

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