39: Epilogue: Zutto futari de~
5 years later…
"See you tomorrow, teacher!"
Happy little children running through the school gates went directly to
their parents, who were waiting outside. Several teachers were also
by the gates, bidding their students farewell. One small girl with
short dark hair walked shyly over to her teacher. "Um, excuse me, teacher?"
"This is for you. I made it myself," Hotaru told her shyly.
The teacher bent and took the small blue teddy bear made of clay from the
girl. "Well, thank you! It's so cute! I love it."
The girl giggled. "I gave her a name, too!"
"Will you please tell me what it is?"
Hotaru grinned up at her teacher, big dark eyes shining as she excitedly
shouted out, "Marron!"
The teacher laughed. "Oh, Hotaru, honey, thank you! That is so sweet!"
"Tee-hee! Sankyuu!" Hotaru giggled again. "Oh! There's my daddy!
Bye-bye!" She waved and trotted away happily. Soon, she was swallowed
up among the crowd.
Marron-chan the blue bear…
Marron smiled happily. She'd been a kindergarten teacher for two
years now and loved every minute of it. She'd always gotten along
with little children and was very good at thinking of ways to have them
learn and play at the same time. Everything was just fun. But
sometimes it made her wonder when she's going to have her own kids.
Someone tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around. "Oh, hi, Mrs.
"The kids really love having you for a teacher."
Marron smiled. "Well, they're all such little darlings…"
Mrs. Kaniji raised an eyebrow. "Well, sometimes." She looked at her watch.
"I have to go now! I promised to take my son to the fair this evening."
Marron waved goodbye. "Have a good time!"
"I hope so. Good afternoon!" Mrs. Kaniji waved back as she walked
away. "I'll see you tomorrow, Mrs. Briefs!"
Marron nodded and bowed her head politely. She felt the familiar
thrill that always went through her when someone called her "Mrs. Briefs."
She shook her head, returning to reality, and smiled proudly to herself.
The schoolyard was completely empty now: all the laughing little children
had gone home. Time for me to go, Marron thought. She ran her
fingers through her long blond hair and then put on her hat. She'd
stopped wearing the ponytails a few years ago, when she became a teacher.
She realized how childish they'd made her look, and she wanted to look
more her age.
She stood by the gate, waiting for her ride to come. She could drive herself,
but a driver always came to get her, so she always just waited for a driver
in a fancy car to come.
Finally a black limo stopped in front of her. Marron sighed and waited
for the driver to open the door for her. To her surprise, the door
opened from the inside and a tall man in a dark green suit stepped out.
He grinned widely and took off his glasses. "Hello, Marron."
"Trunks!" Marron gave her a tight hug that knocked Trunks almost off balance.
"You're back already?" she asked.
Trunks looked down. "Do you know, I believe I am!" he said in mock amazement.
"But one month in Hong Kong without you is too long!"
"So you successfully snuck out?" Marron asked suspiciously. She knew
him and his tricks too well.
Trunks just laughed. "I gave them a good, legitimate reason!" he protested.
"Oh? What was it?"
Trunks grinned. "I told them that I have a lovely wife at home that I'd
been away from for too long! And the truth shall set you free!" he
exclaimed, then gave her a quick kiss.
Marron smiled up at him.
"Come on; let's go home. I want to see Okasan and Otousan.
As they stepped in the car, Marron caught sight of a small pink blossom
as it floated past them. She stopped short and watched it.
Trunks looked up and saw it. They both stared as it flew higher and
higher into the brilliant blue sky. They both smiled.
"It was unforgettable," Marron whispered.
Knowing what she was referring to, Trunks nodded and kissed her cheek.
Marron stepped into the car, the diamond on her hand reflecting the sun's
rays as she shut the door.
The single blossom kept floating over houses, playgrounds, and cities,
reminding them all of that night.
Everyone's been happy. Ubuu was finally going out with his mentor's
granddaughter. Gohan and Videl almost burst with pride over that,
and the fact that Pan was going to college. Yamcha had just broken
up with his 57th girlfriend and was hot on the trail of #58. The
mothers had nothing to worry about because
their children were
all grown up now and the fathers had nothing to worry about because that's
the women's job.
As for Goten and Bra…
Bra sat alone on the bench in the park, their favorite hideaway.
She looked at the deep blue sea with the sunset reflecting off the water.
This place…so full of memories. And this season again. She
always remembered what happened five years ago in this very park.
She still remembered how confused and complicated her life seemed.
But her friends had always helped her through. She knew she owed
them a lot.
But now, she had everything she'd ever wanted out of life.
Suddenly an ice cream cone popped out from behind her. She smiled
and looked up.
Goten grinned down at her, his dimples showing, which made him look even
cuter. He sat down next to her, putting an arm over her shoulder.
"Hope you like vanilla?"
Bra smiled at the question. "Of course," she replied softly.
"You know I'll be leaving for college again next week," Bra said, finally
breaking the silence between them. "But I'll be back in six months, when
I graduate." She grinned. "Finally, it's my last year!"
Goten sighed in relief. "Well, I've waited five years, so I guess I can
wait six months!"
They stared at each other, eyes locked, until something else caught their
The single pink blossom floated peacefully, gracefully, between them, reminding
them of the happiest moment in both of their lives. They looked back
at each other with smiles on their faces.
Goten leaned closer to her. "When you're back for good," he whispered,
"we'll get married."
Bra looked at him in surprise. She supposed that was as close to
an official proposal as she'll ever get from him, but she still had tears
of joy in her eyes. She couldn't describe the happiness that filled
Goten saw the tears and got a little nervous. "Uh-oh. Paris started
to cry when I proposed to her, too. Are you going to dump me?"
Bra laughed and shook her head. "No, no, of course not, you silly.
But…are you really…I mean, do you really…"
Goten cut her off with a kiss. "Of course, Bra-chan."
And the first evening star witnessed them.
The blossom floated gracefully as the sweet evening breeze blew, flying
towards the setting sun, watching the two lovers from above.
It spins playfully, happily, then off it goes, continuing its journey……..