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Goten could still feel her
energy radiating as he flew further away. The feeling tickled his spine.
*What's her deal?* he thought. It was a cool August night, and the wind
felt good on Goten's hot skin. Arguing with Paris really had him upset.
He thought about earlier
that evening at dinner. What a crappy dinner it had been. Well not the
food itself of course, but the atmosphere really bit a big one. It really
did bother Goten that Paris had nothing but problems with him all night,
despite his attempts to joke with her and change the subject.
"What a bitch." Goten said
out loud. He told himself he didn't mean it. *At least I'm not the only
one that had a bad night. It looked like Bra was going to take her date's
head off after a while. He was a jerk though...* He lowered his gaze
in thoughts of Bra.
*We had some fun together
while it lasted but then things just got weird. It was for the best that
I gave us some space. It helped me to realize that what I thought I was
feeling for Bra was nothing. I was just seeing too much of her that's all....
Anyway, me and Paris are perfect for eachother*........Some how he knew
that wasn't true. As Goten neared his house he could feel someone's weak
ki raising.
*Who's that? It feels familiar*
Goten grimaced to himself as he realized who the rising energy belonged
to. *...but..it couldn't be....it is!* Paris was standing on the Son's
front lawn tapping her foot impatiently. She tossed her perfectly styled
hair over her shoulder angrily as Goten landed in front of her.
"Where were you!?" Paris inquired to know immediately. Goten opened his
mouth to answer but was interrupted. "This is sooo typical! You're never
around when I want you to be!" She scowled at him and dug her fist into
her pocket searching for something. "Here's the necklace you gave me on
our one month anniversary. I want you to hold onto it right now." She half
handed, half threw the necklace to Goten, who was just standing there in
disbelief. "I feel we should spend some time apart so that SOME body can
get their priorities strait. I'll call you in a few days and then we'll
decide if this relationship is a true one," She turned around, signaling
that she was leaving but stopped momentarily to add, "And I suggest you
be here for my call because you might seriously regret not doing so." With
that last suggestion/threat, Paris walked angrily to her car and drove
off.
Goten clutched the necklace in his hand so tightly it cut him. He found
himself losing control. He had just had the worst night of his life. He
felt like he had screwed up but then tried to remind himself that it was
Paris who was in the wrong. She was being too jealous of nothing. she was
so concerned with where he was 24 hours a day that she let herself get
deterred from their actual relationship. He felt very strongly for Paris
and it hurt to be treated so badly by the one he thought he was growing
to love. His aura grew golden now as the pain inside him began to well
up to breach his floodgates. Instead of going ballistic and destroying
shit like a saiyan like Vegeta might have done, Goten sat down and tried
to control his powerful emotions. His brain was racing, *Is she going to
dump me?* He thought maybe he already loved Marron and that's why
he was so hurt, but really he knew it wasn't love. He knew it was hurt
from her words, and his own self-pity, and that feeling that some how he's
the one that messed up his opportunity for love. Growing closer to his
breaking point, he slammed his fists hard against the ground, sending a
ripple of cracks outward about 20 feet.
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"You know it will never be!" Vegeta continued after he smugly realized
what he felt before was true and that Bra couldn't do anything but pathetically
cover it up. "A Saiyan princess can not even imagine uniting with a lowclass,
half breed brat of Kakkorot's! I would rather be the weakest being in this
universe (I'm guessing that would be worse than death for him...) than
see the day where his rancid blood got mixed with my strong blood." Vegeta
laughed to himself and walked out to the gravity room to continue some
exercises. (Vegeta is so stuck up! But he's one bad ass mutha..shut yo
mouth. I'm just talkin about Vegeta!)
"I hate how he can read me so easily, it's not fair!" Bra said to herself.
"I'll do what ever I want to anyway. Goten is taken either way so I'll
just have to calm my self down around him that's all" She smiled at the
thought of having to actually calm herself down from bursting into flames
around him. "I'll just have to see what happens." At that thought, Bra
began feeling an incredibly strong force radiating from far away.
Bra blessed her father then,
thanking him for training her senses so well while she was growing up,
though he didn't really train her to do much of anything else except for
some sparing stances. He didn't even teach her how to fly, Trunks was the
one that taught her along with all the basic fighting techniques. *Who
could that be?* She thought to herself. *It's a very angry ki...*
Bra suddenly became very
uneasy. She suddenly took on a deep feeling of dispair that she was not
prepared for. She focused herself and stepped outside, hoping to be able
to get a better feel for the energy. Then it came to her as it peaked.
*That's Goten!!* She gasped. *Something bad has to have happened with Paris.*
Bra felt the need to go to him. She remembered that his family was away
for the weekend and there was no one there to be the rational side in the
situation. Bra isn't exactly the queen of rationality, but she'd take her
best shot just for a reason to be around Goten. With that, Bra ran to her
room to make sure she looked o.k, then took off in the direction of Goten's.
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Goten's rage slowly faded
as he meditated where he sat. Gohan had shown him that trick a long time
ago when he learned that Goten had reached super saiyan and couldn't control
his power completely. He grinned at the memory of Gohan trying to get him
to sit still for more than 3 minutes. Goten opened his eyes and gazed upwards
to the stars. This is what he loved the most about living out in the country,
so far away from the city lights. Every star in the universe it seemed
like could be seen from here and it was mesmerizing. Goten took his mind
off the stars to track the ki approaching quickly. Bra landed next to Goten
a few moments later, much to his surprise. She looked at him and smiled.
She soon noticed the torn up ground around them and looked at him
with much concern in her eyes.
"Are you alright? I was afraid some shit was going down over here and I
needed to mediate." She tried to say this coolly, attempting to mask her
nervousness. As he laughed at what she said, her ki started to rise.
"Everything's fine I guess,
even though I'm as good as dumped." Goten stood up and stood in front of
Bra. She looked very radiant standing there with her cheeks glowing red
and her pale skin reflecting the moon. *She really has become gorgeous
over the years,* Goten realized to himself. Bra suddenly needed details,
"If you don't mind me asking, ... what exactly happened that could cause
you guys to split up!" "I guess I'm just not living up to Paris' standards.."
He looked at Bra with sad eyes. "Every thing I do for her just ends up
wrong in some way.."
" I don't see how you could
ever do any thing wrong,...I mean, if I were Paris..." She realized she
was heading towards bad waters. ".....I'm ooo sorry Goten, I wasn't
thinking about what I was saying.!" Above that, Bra knew she was sounding
too eager to bash Paris' character, among other things.
Bra wanted to leave then.
Goten felt her reluctance
and grabbed her hand.
"I appreciate your concern Bra, it's good to know someone cares. You don't
need to leave..." Goten wanted her to stay but didn't want to sound too
eager. He noticed he was still holding her hand and let it go quickly.
"Please stay for a while, I could use the company" He motioned for her
to sit next to where he sat. Goten leaned back on his elbows and broke
the silence.
"Paris came by to bitch
at me for not being here. Then she gave me back the necklace I got her
on our 1-month anniversary. Then she said she wanted to split up for a
few days so that I can get my priorities strait and she'll call me." Goten
mockingly spat all this out showing his anger.
"I'm sure she'll realize what she's doing eventually. Then everything will
be fine." Bra forced an encouraging smile, and secretly hoped Paris wouldn't
realize what a great guy she had. "Anyways, a little time apart might really
help you guys see your true feelings and that never killed anyone..." Bra
blushed at what she said. She couldn't help herself from saying it. She
just really wanted things to not work out.
"Yeah, I'm sure she'll come around." Goten was confused by what Bra had
said. He was sure she was just trying to help him but he picked up on some
suggestion in her voice.
They sat for a few hours
admiring the stars and talking about petty things that didn't matter. Like
the time Trunks was trying to show off on the rope swing in the creek by
his house and ended up falling hard, (like Vanilla Ice's c.d. to the discount
shelves at Wal-Mart:)) smashing his face on the rocks below as the rope
broke. They both laughed for a while about that then about embarrassing
things that happened to the both of them throughout their lives. Goten
noticed that he remembered almost every one of her moments because he was
always there to share them. This made him feel special in a way that he
didn't understand and he tried to shrug it off. Ultimately, they just sat
and enjoyed their electricity as it hopped invisibly around them.
"I've got to get going," Bra said, standing up and stretching her back.
They had been sitting there for close to three hours. "If you need anything..."
"All I need is a great friend
like you Bra and I'm set for life." Goten replied quickly, wishing suddenly
that he were saying girlfriend instead of friend. "I really appreciate
you coming by. We should do this more often. You're so easy to talk to."
He leaned in and kissed Bra's forehead. Bra's ki shot through the roof
and Goten felt it. He liked the fact that she always reacted so strongly
inside to everything he did.
"Maybe I'll see you tomorrow" Goten suggested.
"That would be great," Bra
stammered, trying to regain her composure from his soft lips touching her.
She turned around and quickly retreated before she made a blubbering fool
of herself.
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Bra felt wonderful! She
twirled through the air as she flew home. She was relieved to see no was
up when she got back. She raced up to er bedroom and dove onto her bed.
She was bubbling with happiness and could hardly keep herself from going
insane from it. *It felt so good just being there with Goten,* Bra thought.
*I've never been more content with one guy ever in my life. Damn you Paris,
you don't even know how wonderful your boyfriend is...* Bra eventually
drifted to sleep with thoughts of Goten.
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Vegeta grumbled to himself
as he saw Bra flying sparaticley<(spelling?) towards the house. *Kind
of late for her to be getting back from Goten's! That brat is going to
listen to me one of these days!* As Vegeta made his way inside to have
a little talk with his princess he was stopped dead in his tracks when
he heard something strange from close by. He perked his sensitve saiyan
ear up and listened hard, deciding the noises were coming from the driveway.
As he neared his destination, a car came into view. It was Trunks' car
and it looked like it was alive! Vegeta put his head in his hand and sighed
as he noticed feet pushed up against the window and steam building up against
the cold, mid-night air. Vegeta turned and continued into the house, deciding
to leave Bra alone for tonight. *What the hell am I going to do with these
brats?! They know no discipline, they do as they please, my son is a fornicating
fool....* Vegeta's scowl turned into a vibrant smirk. *There's nothing
I can do, so I don't care any more.. at least about Trunks.*
To be continued....
Any suggestions, comments,
negativity (not too bad okay!) Respected
**Ane
S. Thesia**
cidney@planetnamek.org
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