Disclaimer - Not mine...although I wish it was... *Smiles as if she has an idea forming in her head* The songs belong to Blink 182 ^^ So don’t sue me, all you’ll get is my Spanish homework...but you can have that anyways!

A/N - Hehe...the clothes they have on in this...well. I have these shirts and pants, so I felt like making the group were them^^ It does seem odd to put them in those clothes...but no way in hell are they going to look like *N Sync and wear the clothes they wear! I mean...come on! Glittery, tight shirts that say things like ‘Playa 69’ or ‘Rock Star’ on them is not meant for guys! I can write a whole essay on this...and maybe post it here somewhere under misc. Hehe...yes...I’ll do that. It will be more of a rant really. *Laughs evilly*

Dead Pigeon - By pyro freak

“Pan! Trunks! Goten! Ubuu! Go wash your hands! Dinner is ready!” Videl yelled from the kitchen as she placed a couple of plates of BBQ ribs, corn on the cob, cooked carrots, some salad for herself, (I see her as a vegetarian in GT. *hehe*) and 8 glasses on the table for her guests. Bulma, Vegeta, Trunks, Bra, and Ubuu were over visiting and Goten lives there so there were quite a few Saiya-jins to feed.

Pan and Trunks walked up stairs to the bathroom by her room. When they got to the door, they both tried to fit in at the same time.

“Oops...hehe...you go first Trunks.” Pan smiled as she tried to get out of the way.

“No, no, ladies first ya know.” Trunks also tried to move from this odd place. His arm was rubbing against Pan’s chest and he felt very strange just having it sit there.

“But you were practicing out in the dirty garage. You need to wash more then I do.” Pan felt Trunks arm move a little and blushed.

“Pan! Trunks! Hurry up! Everyone is waiting for you two!” Gohan yelled from the base of the stairs.

“Almost done!” Both Trunks and Pan yelled at the same time. They then went all out and forced their selves through the doorway. They both collapsed on the cool tile in the bathroom and hurriedly got up.

“Sorry about that Pan...I was in a hurry.” Trunks turned on the faucet and washed his hands. He then walked over to the door and stood waiting for Pan.

“No problem! It wasn’t that bad!” Pan then realized what she said. She practically told him she liked it! She finished drying her hands and walked past Trunks as she tried to cover her blushing face.

“Uhh...yeah. That was odd...in a non-odd sorta way. I’m making no sense. Hell! No one is here! I’m talking to myself! Ha!” Trunks went downstairs and walked into the kitchen. He started to eat and talk about his, Goten’s, and Ubuu’s band, called Dead Pigeon. (A/N - I have a very long story about how I got the name for the band. It’s funny as hell too! ^_^)

After dinner they went back into the garage. Pan and Bra sat under a dartboard that was by the pile of boxes full of old toys and some random junk. Ubuu went to his drum set that was in the very back of the garage and sat in the black stool. He started doing his warm up as he banged his head to an unheard beat. Goten went to Ubuu’s right and stood a little in front of him. He pulled his shining black bass Fender guitar out of its case and plugged it in the amp. Trunks stood to the left of Goten and pulled out his dark blue lead guitar that had various stickers on it. Most of them were favorite bands and anarchy stickers.

“Pan. Would you close the garage? We forgot to close it before we went in to eat.” Trunks watched Pan as she got up and walked over to the garage door. She pulled the string at the end and shut it. All the while Trunks was admiring the way her hips swayed and how her black leather shirt clung to her stomach and sides. And how her black knee high boots gave her that ‘sexy I know, but don’t mess with me’ kind of look. Her short, dark red skirt gave her a slut-ish look to her. And her hair was cut short in the back and got longer towards the front reaching her chin. Many guys at her school, including Trunks, drool over her and her gothic look. (I picture her as a Goth. She is one of my favorite characters as well! ^^)

“Thanks Pan-chan. Now lets start. What song do you feel like playing Ubuu?” Trunks turned to look at Ubuu.

“I don’t care really. Oh wait! We need to work on Aliens Exist! We don’t have that down yet and Friday is the contest!” Ubuu finished warming up and got ready to start the song.

“Trunks...do you know what song we’ll perform at the contest yet?” Goten strung a chord on his guitar and looked up at Trunks. He then fixed his black T-shirt that has on it ‘Don’t make me get my flying monkeys’. His pants were dark blue jeans that covered his feet.

“I’m not sure yet...whatever song comes out the best I guess.” Trunks had on a black Good Charlotte shirt. He had on dark red baggy pants and a few chains coming from his pockets.

“Why don’t you do ‘The Rock Show’? You have that down pretty good I think.” Bra said from her spot by the boxes. She was wearing a yellow tight shirt that said ‘Stop looking at my chest!’ across the top. She had on orange baggy pants with many pockets and strings on it.

“Like I said...let me think about it.” Trunks said while tuning his guitar. He then turned and looked at Goten and Ubuu. They nodded their heads saying they were ready.

Pan eyed Trunks intensely as he started to play. She was mesmerized how he could play the guitar so well. And damn! He looked hot when he played it! He was standing up strait, but with his shoulders out as he played the guitar.

Bra was doing the same with Goten. But he was hunching over playing the guitar. He had his head towards the ground and his spiky black hair was in his face.

“Hey mom there’s something in the backroom, I hope its not the creatures from above. You used to read me stories, as if my dreams are boring, we all know conspiracies are dumb.” Trunks sang out the first verse and went into a intense fast pace instrumental.

“Damn...” Pan sighed

“Ditto...” Bra followed Pan as she watched Goten.

“What if people knew that these were real? I leave my closet door open all night. I know the CIA would say what you here is all here say. I wish someone would tell me what was right.” Trunks sang then continued on.

“Up all night long and there’s something very wrong. And I know it must be late, been gone since yesterday. I’m not like you guys, I’m not like you.” He started to play the instrumental.

“Bra...?” Pan asked over the loud music coming from the 3 teenagers.

“Yeah?” Bra asked leaning over to Pan.

“I know they will win the contest.” Pan said into Bra’s ear.

“I know they will to.” Bra said.

“And if they do win...you know who will try to get one of them.” Pan said as she straitened up. Trunks began to sing again so she couldn’t talk at the moment.

“I’m still a skeptic yes you know me, been best friends and will be until we die. But I got an injection, a fear from the abduction, and my best friend thinks I’m just telling lies.” Trunks took a breath for the next part to come.

“Alright. Up all night long and there’s something very wrong. And I know it must be late, been gone since yesterday. I’m not like you guy’s, I’m not like you.” Trunks, Goten, and Ubuu all went into a ear banging loud sound of music as the middle of the song came.

“Damn Marron...doesn’t she know that Goten doesn’t like her?” Bra said getting a pissed look on her face.

“She doesn’t care...all she cares about is being popular.” Pan said thinking if Dead Pigeons (A/N-referring to Trunks, Goten’s, and Ubuu’s band by there name now. It’s easier then saying there names) win the contest, then Marron will defiantly go after Trunks or her uncle. And she didn’t want Trunks to be with the preppy bitch. Trunks was hers, even though they weren’t even going out.

“That’s because she’s a bitch who doesn’t care for other’s feelings. Goten deserves the best! Not Marron...” Bra was speaking in a tone to let the world know she was perfect for Goten.

“Dark and scary, ordinary, explanation, and information. Nice to know ya’, paranoia. Where’s my mother. By my father.” Trunks was breathing hard from singing and playing so fast.

“Up all night and there’s something very wrong. And I know it must be late, been gone since yesterday. I’m not like you guy’s. Swell majestic lies.” They all let the last chord play out to a slight fade. Goten and Ubuu were starting to sweat. But Trunks was already sweating, he was singing and playing lead at the same time.

“Yeah! Rock on Trunks!” Pan cheered for Trunks with a smile on her face.

“Go Goten! Go Ubuu! Yeah! That kicked ass!” Bra cheered waving her hands in the air.

“Damn that was great! We should do another!” Goten yelled with excitement.

“No...I want to go home. I have a huge History project due on Monday! I should finish it tonight and come back tomorrow. It is Sunday tomorrow ya know.” Trunks packed away his guitar and headed for the garage door. He lifted it up and walked out. He almost jumped because of the rain, but he then noticed there was no clouds. The storm must of moved on.

“Dammit! I have that to!” Ubuu yelled as he got up and walked outside with Trunks. “What the hell is so interesting about the sky Trunks?”

“Stars...I’ve always been interested in them.” Trunks said turning around. He saw Pan still sitting in the garage.

Pan looked up and saw Trunks looking at the sky. The light glow of the crescent moon highlighted his face and his lavender hair. The soft orange light from the street light made his features stand out even more. ‘Damn...I need to get him.’

End Chapter 2

I know there is no moon, but I felt like putting it in! ^^ Any questions about this or you want to send me a review over e-mail, my e-mail is [email protected] ~pf~