21: The Calm Before the Storm
Another day in Satan City. A beautiful Monday morning. Goten whistled as he headed towards Capsule Corp to visit Trunks. He was really in mood to hang with his best buddy, and he knew Trunks would be home, since it was Monday and Trunks hated Mondays with a passion. He rang the doorbell and hummed to himself, waiting for it to open.
Vegeta happened to pass by the door, so he answered it.
"O-ha-yo! Vegeta-jisan!" Goten smiled widely but didn't realize that doing that irritated Vegeta all the more because he looked so like Goku.
Vegeta gritted his teeth. "What do you want?"
"Um…I just wanted to see Trunks…you know, if he's in…"
"He's not here!"
"Oh? Okay, where is he?"
"He's…" Vegeta struggled for the word. "He's EVERYWHERE."
"Hehehe…you're very funny, Vegeta-jisan." Goten forced a smile. "Um, but can I know where he is? I
have something very important to talk--"
"Go talk to a wall!" And Vegeta slammed the door.
Goten stared at the door for a moment, then decided to fly over to Trunks' room if he couldn't go through the house. Before he reached Trunks' room, he passed a big window and he looked in curiously. He immediately felt like a Peeping Tom, for it turned out the window belonged to Bra and she was brushing her hair with only a towel wrapped around her.
He felt himself catch his breath and he began flushing. He shook his head. "No!" He smacked his forehead and flew over to Trunks' room. He tapped on the window.
"Goten?" Trunks stood up and opened the window. "Why didn't you come through the door?"
"I tried to, but your dad slammed the door in my face."
"Wow, he must still be mad about Saturday."
"What do you mean?"
"You know, the night you sent Bra home? Okasan said he was really upset about it for some reason."
"Hmm. Well, I've got something important to talk to you about, so--"
Marron stepped into Trunks' room carrying some books at that moment. "Trunks, Bra wanted you to…oh, hi,
"MARRON?" Goten looked at Trunks. "What is she doing here?"
"She stayed for the night."
"YOU GUYS SLEPT TOGETHER?" Goten exclaimed.
"NO!" Trunks and Marron yelled back, both blushing furiously. Trunks suddenly had an urge to murder his
best friend and Marron just reached over and walloped him across the face.
"Geez, sorry!" Goten ducked. "Boy, sen-si-TIVE! ANYWAY, I have something I need to talk to you about…?"
"Oh, yeah. What is it?" Trunks asked.
"Well, I don't want to say all at once. But right now, I just need to borrow some money from you,
Goten trembled a little. "Well, it's kinda humiliating…but I really need it…" He looked at Marron. "Since you're here, maybe you could help me, too…"
Marron and Trunks looked at each other, then back at him. "Help you with WHAT?" they asked together.
"It's a surprise." He winked. Trunks was confused but Marron even more so. She looked at Goten closely. Was he…BLUSHING? "This afternoon. Downtown. And I'll tell you everything I'm planning."
Marron stared at him. "Well, can we bring Bra-chan, too?"
"Su-sure! Why not?"
"Okay, then. I'll go get her right now." And she left.
The guys stood in silence for a while. Then, "SO, what did you guys do last night?" Goten smiled wickedly.
Trunks frowned. "What do you mean?"
"You and Marron, baka!"
"Bra just invited her to spend that night, THAT'S ALL."
"Baka," Trunks muttered.
"I already said that." Goten sighed. "Okay, just tell me when you're finally gonna get married, although I think we'll both be old and decrepit by the time that---AHH! OW! OW! OW! Stop it, STOP IT!"
"Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, SHUT UP!" Trunks yelled, hitting Goten perhaps just a bit harder than was necessary.
As they drove downtown, Trunks got impatient. "So where are we going?"
She heard Marron call after her, but ignored her as she walked over to
Trunks and Goten. They were in front of the ring section. Diamond
rings were everywhere. All of them were expensive. Bra grew
more and more curious. The two guys were discussing something and
looking at every ring. Bra went closer
When Bra heard this, she felt like her heart had been pulled right out
of her and torn into a million pieces. The pain was so sharp, she
thought for an instant that she wouldn't be able to stand it. She
couldn't believe what she had just heard. She bit her lip fiercely,
hoping the pain of that would distract her. She tasted blood.
It didn't matter. She
For Goten was going to propose to Paris.
Marron looked at her friend, suppressed pain deep in her eyes, overly bright
smile on her face. "Bye, Bra-chan…" Marron left and closed the door slowly.