ago.


He finally got up, gave the room one last nod, and left. Trunks was still staring after him. Basically, he always reminded him very much of his father, which was probably because they both wanted to be angry but couldn't quite make it.

"Hm ... apparently he doesn't quite like the earthly cooking skills." Goku said with a shrug and picked a piece of meat from the plate. "Hey two more days and then it's off to MagicIsland. Are you looking forward to it?"


Trunks suppressed the impulse to make a snappy remark that tried to spread deep inside him. Instead, he looked at Goten, hoping he would answer that question. But even from him, who was drawn with one of the biggest mouths in the entire universe, not a single word came. Goten just stared briefly at his friend, switched his attention to his father and then back to Trunks. He grinned a little embarrassed, didn't really know what to say. "Well ... hm ... I don't know ... at least it will be a big change ... I mean, new planet, new gravity, I guess, and ... what do you mean Goten? " he added in a smug tone.


His friend looked at him perplexed, raised his index finger and pointed to himself. "I?"His gaze wandered on to his father, whose face was already frowning." Yes, "He nodded exaggeratedly." Yes, you are right about Trunks. It'll be a shitty change. In addition, the entrance exam will be tough, the whole training and ... no girls !! "he finally said almost desperately. A grin spread on his face while both parents looked at him stupidly. However, Chichi had moved faster in hand. Without even thinking, she gave him a head-butt. "That will do you good, for years without a girl!" she said in a stern voice, while Goten rubbed his head. Goku only smiled slightly, but then became serious again. "You should actually pass the entrance exam. All you have to do is hone your technique, you can leave the rest. I think you can do it. Have more trust in yourself and make an effort. "


“You say that so easily.” His son muttered, still rubbing his head, giving Chichi an angry sidelong glance.

Trunks smiled briefly, but then looked at Goku. "Did my father tell you something about the last exam, I mean where you have to fight your own fear?"


The tall fighter's two dark eyes frowned at him. He was serious, as he hadn't been for a long time, but didn't say anything immediately. Rather, he seemed to be having a little fight with himself. But then, after a long time of reflection, which seemed like ages to Trunks, he nodded slightly. "Yes! These people there have magical abilities. They look inside you and discover your greatest fear. They let it take shape. At least it was with Vegeta. He didn't tell me who he had fought against, that would be his pride probably never allow it. But he told me that they can create illusions so that it seems to you that you are in another place, in your place of horror. "


"Has anyone ever come who wasn't afraid of anything?" penetrated Goten by the silence that his father said had spread in the room.Everyone seemed to have thought about what was said, especially Trunks. His place of horror. With the best will in the world, he couldn't think of where it was. Maybe, so the silly idea occurred to him, it was the gravitational space that his father only had to force him into for the past two years. He hated this room like the plague, but did it have to be his place of horror?


Goku looked amused but also shook his head at his son. "Grow up, my son. Nobody is fearless, not even the Kaioshin, the highest being in the universe. Don't underestimate yourself, it's good to be afraid. It makes you stronger and it drives you."


Chichi gave her husband a quick look. "And what are you afraid of?"


He looked up, right into her eyes, as amazement crept through him. He grinned, scratching the back of his head in embarrassment as he glanced at Chichi. Trunks understood straight away, grinned broadly, while Goten let his gaze swing back and forth between the two."What?" he whispered to his friend.


Trunks and Goku's grins grew wider, or more embarrassed, as in Goku's case, while Chichi eyed her husband exaggerated. “So?” She had literally stood up in front of him, hands on her hips. Goku blushed slightly before he got up with a jerk. "Well ... I think my biggest fear would be to starve." With that he leaned forward slightly and gave his wife a light kiss on the cheek. “But you save me from that every day.” He grinned, winked once more before he left the house. He had already said earlier that he would like to pay another visit to Kuririn.


Chichi looked after her husband, perplexed, and Goten's facial expression was too awkward.


"That man, just think about eating!" Chichi growled as she began to clear away the empty bowls. Trunks wanted to give her a hand, especially since he was used to it from home. Even Vegeta had to do the rinsing every now and then, which of course didn't suit him at all.But against Bulma's outbursts of anger, even he, the great Saya-Jin-Prince, couldn't find anything wrong. Chichi waved it off, looked at the boy with the purple hair in amazement. "Are you crazy, you're a guest here. If Son Goten had to help clean up ..." She gave her son a short, withering look while she was already disappearing into the kitchen.


“Man Trunks, never do that again.” His friend snapped at him as they were running up the stairs again into Goten's room. "So far it comes that I wash and dry off."


Trunks didn't say anything, rather thought his stuff. His mind drifted back to what his best friend's father had said. He didn't really think Goku was scared of Chichi, rather it was an excuse to play off all the others. But what, the question kept coming up, frightened him? He who defied all things, was he even afraid? Probably, because otherwise he would never have spoken so wisely.It was clear that he was speaking from experience.


"Two more days, Trunks and we can pack up." His friend murmured when they were lying exhausted in the beds a few hours later, or on the mattress as in Trunks' case. He was lying on his back with his arms crossed behind his head and his right leg angled upwards so that the blanket was raised a little and his feet were pleasantly pulled. Goten lay on his side with his hand propping his head so that he could see his friend better. It was dark, the room was only lit by the full moon that shone through the window into her room. But this light was by no means sufficient to see everything perfectly. On the contrary, everything was shrouded in shadow, the furniture, yes, even the two boys, who both looked a little disgruntled.


Trunks turned his head a little to look at his friend. "Have you ever thought that we might never return home?"

Goten stared at his friend in amazement, but then looked down sadly. "I know what you mean. After all, we would be Guardians and be seen on all planets. Maybe we will never get away from it again ......" He paused, looking almost desperately at the wall of his room, at the umpteen photos of pretty girls hung out. There were only acquaintances, but also a few of his ex-girlfriends. But he used to hang out with them, especially when it was they who broke up. Only one girl stood out clearly. It was even smaller, maybe four. And that was little Pan, Goten's niece, whom he had taken in his heart since she was born. The two had always been one heart and one soul, simply inseparable. He had also often taken care of the little one when his brother and wife didn't have time. Those were always his happiest nights. He also found that pushing a little girl in your arms or in a pram in front of you made girls much easier to meet.But he would never take advantage of that.


He looked at Pan sadly, but then shook his head and smiled. "Nonsense, never. They can't hold on to us. You know what, tomorrow evening we'll be going through town again, pick up a few more girls, maybe drink one or the other. It doesn't matter. Then we'll be completely normal Go through this shitty school and be back happy in a year or two. "He held out his hand expectantly, as they always did when they had a deal.


Trunks saw once again that sparkle in his friend's eyes that no woman and even he could not resist. It was full of vigor and confidence seldom seen in a person's eyes. Reluctantly he accepted, nodded, but couldn't help saying the words that were on the tip of his tongue. But he could at least prevent revealing it at full volume and lower his voice to a low whisper that Goten did not perceive."I hope you are right...."






But the farewell tour never took place, Goten's mother made sure of that. In all the excitement that her son was going to a combat school, she and her son met with the principal of her former school the following evening, only on his mother's orders, with the principal of her former school, where they discussed all the details. At least they only let it be known that Goten would have to go to another school for an indefinite period of time where he no longer had many subjects. And since she had been eager for her son to graduate from high school since Gohan's success, she asked the headmaster Goten to give Goten all the work materials that they would do this school year so that he would be fit for the final exam.


Goten was exhausted by that, especially since that was one of the reasons he could look forward to, namely that there weren't many subjects there in which he was absolutely a failure. Finally he spent the rest of the night with his annoying mother, who of course had to help him with packing, as if he couldn't do it alone.Then he was allowed to study half the night because, as she put it, she will be missed a lot when he sits there and studies hard. It wasn't until late in the evening that he received support