Pan now. The laughter rang out a third time, but died again shortly afterwards.


"But hello." T.K. turned to the four of them with eyes bristling with seriousness. "You were great, you passed the best four exams. Not bad, you will probably come together in a unit, have already noticed a lot. Your ability to work in a team is amazing. Besides ..." A broad grin played on his face. "We can never, ever separate you from each other."


The four exchanged astonished looks, with those of the girls clearly beaming. Trunks and Goten both looked a little disgruntled. Their fear that the school would cause serious changes proved to be fulfilled.Now they were Guardians, the keepers of the galaxy. They would never go to high school again, never hang out in their common place again. Now they had obligations, whether they wanted to or not.


Brain frowned in confusion when he noticed the sad looks of the two. "Well, I don't know, but shouldn't you normally be happy when you pass an exam?"


T.K. stared at both of them, followed by the girls, who for the most part could guess. For a moment there was an eerie silence in the empty auditorium. Nobody said anything or made any other sound, all eyes were on the two Sajajins. "Well ... we're ... happy ... aren't we Trunks!" Goten grinned a little too broadly than usual to be believed and hit Trunks hard on the shoulder for him to look Gasped air. "Sure," he assured, embarrassedly wiping a strand of his purple hair from his face."We were just wondering ... how our friends would take it that way. I mean, we will probably not see them that often and they are already angry that we were gone for a whole year."


All of a sudden, all eyes of the three newly minted Guardians turned to Trunks, Goten's eyes almost fell out of suppressed joy. Such a train of thought was expected from him, but not from Trunks. Nevertheless, it was enough for the teachers, they grinned broadly.


"Well then, send them greetings. And we thought you two and Zen and Dea ...." He left the sentence open deliberately, filled in with a shrug, which spoke volumes. "Happy holidays to all of you. That you won't be negligent!" With that, both teachers left the auditorium and left the four alone. The girls still looked confused at Trunks. "What was that?" Zen asked, suppressing a grin.


Trunks grimaced at that, stared at his sandpit friend with mixed feelings: "Oh dear, I am slowly beginning to understand why you let yourself down to this level.It helps you out of every predicament! "


Goten grinned, wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Cal, where she caught an angry look on his part. "Do you want to continue or stop?"


“What?” Goten stared blankly at her until he understood what she meant. Apparently Trunks had chatted with her, like he had with Zen. They both knew why they were only here and what their plans would be after school. "I have no idea. I don't feel like going into battle and, above all, meddling in the affairs of alien planets whose names I've never heard in my life. That's not my style when the earth is in danger, well, then I will have no choice but to fight, but another planet ... "Thoughtfully he looked at the flags of the individual planets on his medal. "I have fulfilled my father's wishes, nothing more is possible!"


Zen and Cal both wanted to protest at a command, but this time Trunks was faster.He raised his hand reassuringly and stood next to his friend. "You know, Goten is absolutely right. I hate fighting, in the end it doesn't do any good. Then why should I keep going?"


"Maybe to protect the people who believe in you?" Cal whispered. Her eyes were suddenly the size of a plate and showed a sadness she had never known before.


"Oh come on, Dea - sweetie. Who believes in us? Call me a person?" said Goten


Even Cal couldn't answer that. It was also no longer necessary. Suddenly the room was filled with a familiar, enormous energy. A picture flickered in front of them that at first glance looked like a hologram. But then the likeable features of Son Goku materialized. He had come to pick her up. All but Goten and Trunks stared at the muscular man who had the same features as Goten. "Hello!"


“Pop!” Goten jumped forward and ran towards his father, whose face now showed a broad grin.A small hug followed, in which Goku patted his second son amicably on the shoulder. Both grinned over both ears, so that one could see again the enormous resemblance that Goten had once possessed of his father.


"Well, son, well? How did the exam go?"


Goten grinned once more as he showed his father the medal, along with the forms. "Brain and T.K. said I had one of the best exams, along with Trunks and ..." He pointed his fingers behind him, right where Zen and Cal were watching the father and son scene. "Zen and Dea. You already know, don't you? Didn't you tell you they'd come with you?"


"Sure ..." Goku looked past his son and gave the two girls a wide smile. "Well which one is it?" he smirked, "the blue-haired one?"


Goten choked on his own spit, his face turned bright red, while Cal held onto Zen quickly, as if a sudden dizzy spell would invade her.Trunks and Zen laughed out loud, followed by a confused look from Goku.


"No Dad, it's definitely not the blue-haired one! I don't have that taste either! Dea sleeps with Trunks and the redhead, so Zen with us!" He cleared his throat, stared angrily at his father who was embarrassed at the back of his head scratched.


"That's right, but hey, first of all, congratulations on the exam. I'm proud of you, you seem to have a lot more to it, what! But I didn't expect anything else." His gaze wandered through the room, its chairs as if empty looked like. But then he looked for Trunks eyes, which returned him immediately. For a moment both stood there frozen, just staring at each other, a confused frown spreading on Trunk's face. Goku's face was strained, as if he were looking for something in the eyes of his counterpart, which he also found a few seconds later - or not. He smiled. "Vegeta will be happy that you did it!"

Trunks shrugged nervously. It seemed to him as if his friend's father wanted to say something and then changed his mind. "Yes, it could be. He was weird last night on the phone. Do you have any idea why?"


Again their eyes met and this time Goku found the confirmation of his question that he had asked himself inside. He nodded. "Hm ... I think he'd rather tell you himself ..."


"Did something happen?" Trunks urged, wiping his forehead with his hand. His hair was hanging in his face now that the gel had lost its effectiveness.


“You will find out, be assured.” His gaze moved away from him and now sought that of the others. "Come on, let's go." He walked on to Goten, who has put his hand on his father's shoulder ready for the teleportation. "Do you have your luggage?"


Goten patted himself on the chest, right where his shirt pocket was. "All there sincerely from Capsule Corporation."He grinned, looked at Trunks to get an affirmative grin from him. But Trunks didn't grin, he stared at the floor, his hands on Goku's other shoulder. Cal had stepped behind him and had now put her hand on his shoulder, while Zen stood behind Goten himself, his grin fading.


"Come on then!" Goku's scream still echoed in the ears of the "passengers". The surroundings blurred before their mental eyes before they left the familiar aura that exuded the school. The year they had been so afraid of was over, they had made it and persevered. But now, it seemed, new dangers and new adventures were coming - the vision will remain, the fight continues!








And one more thing, huh ... you can take a look at FanArt, Seika put Zen and Cal on paper, for orientation for those who couldn't do much with our profile.But a small note, Zen carries something different than in the plug! Just have a look at SEIKAvsPAN "DEIANERAundZENYA"


Oh dear, I've never uploaded FanArt, because I'm not a talented artist anyway. I've always envied the people who have it, I have a lot of respect for it, believe me!




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