AUTHOR NOTE: I've always wondered what it would be like if Trunks had a younger brother close to him in age. Would it change things? So I decided there was one way to find out and that was to write a story about it. So here it is. Hope you enjoyed it cause I've loads of plans for this fic so I'll get Chapter 2 up ASAP HeeHee.

Trunks was tired there was no way he was denying that what he was refusing to believe was that he had had enough. He would know when that would happen no one else apart from him.

"I'm not tired" he said stubbornly "And I'm not going to stop training not yet Mum I nearly perfected Dad's move once I've done it then I'll take a rest from it"

"Trunks you've been trying to do it for weeks. You're going to make yourself sick. Don't you think?" she said he shook his head

"It doesn't come easily you know" he replied frowning "I'm going to school I'm still doing fairly well at school aren't I" she nodded

"You are but...."

"So nothings wrong. All I have to do is get it right. I'm so close Mum I can feel it"

"That means nothing your Dad said that constantly to me for 3 years before you were born and it took him that whole 3 years to achieve it. He had to go into Space to get it. Come on Trunks it will come to you in time" Trunks looked round in frustration, his gaze focused on his younger brother Zane who was 2 years younger. He was eating a sandwich and watching the scene with great interest on his face. He spotted Trunk's gaze, rolled his blue eyes, and made a motion at his mother while mimicking her. Trunks hid back laughter and turned his gaze away

"But Dad says I'm good"

"But he's never said you were better"

"No but..."

It seems to me" Zane suddenly said butting into the conversation "That neither of you are going to win and there's no point in going to Dad because he'll agree with Trunks so my opinion is forget it" then with his piece said he picked up his second sandwich. Glanced at them and smiled brightly then bit in.

"Thanks for that Zane" Bulma remarked at him, he nodded speaking with his mouth full

"Anytime" Trunks smiled

"Let's ask Dad shall we?"

"Let's not" Bulma replied she somehow already knew the answer to that

"So lets forget it ok," Trunks said and Bulma sighed

"If you haven't got it in a week then that's it agreed" Trunks sighed and nodded

"Fine"

"Shake" Trunks took her hand and shook it

"I'm glad that's over" Zane remarked calmly "How is a guy meant to eat properly with all that noise going on" Bulma shook her head

"You know Zane you really are something else you know that" Zane smiled

"I try" he replied simply with a slight shrug, then pushed his sandwich away looking at Trunks a serious expression on his face "Are you going to train tonight?" he asked, Trunks shrugged watching him

"Maybe. Maybe I'll give it a rest tonight why?" he asked a curious note to his voice, Zane looked thoughtfully at him before glancing away.

"Guess I was curious that all" he said then went on to explain seeing the look on his brother's face. "I haven't trained in 2 days cause I've been busy helping Granddad with that machine he's been working on I was just thinking that maybe I should put in a hour or two training today" he looked up looking nervously at Trunks as he fiddled round with his half full glass of milk "Has Dad noticed I've been gone?" he kept his voice light, Trunks gave a nod at him

"Yep he asked where you were yesterday but I told him you had more important things to do and once you had finished that then you'll train again" Bulma groaned inward as she heard that she knew that wasn't the best thing to say to Vegeta who believed that there was nothing more important than training and growing stronger. Zane just shrugged at his answer

"Oh well. I'll go in after tea and train then"

"Half a hour after tea" Bulma remarked calmly, Zane sighed rolling his eyes but nodded

"Half an hour after tea" he amended, she smiled brightly at him, ruffling his black hair "Have you both done your homework?" she asked, Zane nodded

"I did it yesterday" he remarked having a bit of his drink, Trunks looked round his eyes not focusing on anything

"No not really" he said finally, unable to think of a good excuse. She pointed to the door

"Off you go then and make sure you do it properly not the rough attempts you normally do Trunks" she said firmly he rolled his eyes but went grumbling all the way. She turned to her youngest child "What are you going to do?" she asked, he shrugged looking up at her

"I haven't got anything to do" he remarked "Granddad has to do something else today so he said that he didn't need my help today so Maybe I should go and see Dad and train now. I only ate something light after all" Bulma looked at him thoughtfully then shrugged

"If you want" she replied. He nodded standing up and stretching slightly

"I'll at least go and see what he's up to. I haven't seen him in a week" and with that, he wandered out the door heading to the gravity room. Bulma stared after him sitting down in the chair he just left. Life she had to admit was good. There was peace and quiet, no one was threatening the world and people were actually happy. She was happily married finding out that once a Saiyan takes on a mate then that's that. They stay together forever. She had 2 beautiful sons in Trunks and Zane and she planned to keep it like that. Trunks was enough of a handful to keep her occupied and Zane wasn't an angel either she could barely cope with the 2 of them without anymore kids to worry about. While Trunks was a born fighter like his Dad, Zane was more like she was, he could fight, she had seen him train and some of the moves he pulled out her amazing to watch but his heart wasn't exactly into it. Trunks hadn't lied when he said Zane had more important things to do. It seemed that he was taking after her in more than basic looks. He was really bright and had become her father's student. It also meant he didn't have much to do with his father though because they didn't have much in common. She sighed and stood up

"I hope it goes well for him" she remarked.