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This is a sequel to learn to be Faithful, but it will be mostly about Goten and Bulla.
I don't own DBZ and all it's characters.
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Prologue
She only had to ask him to bring her to that exotic islands and he wouldn't mind. He had been flying all over the world since he was a little boy, even to the North Pole.
But she didn't and she chose to leave him to fly there instead of went on their wedding plan. She didn't even face him by herself when she told him that she would leave, she did it through phone.
It left many questions in Goten's mind. At the beginning he thought that it was her excuse to run away from the wedding plan, from him; that in the last minutes she decided that he wasn't good enough for her. And this thought had brought him to a very miserable broken heart. Their last conversation before she left two weeks ago, replayed clearly in his mind.
"Goten, I think we need to postpone our wedding."
"What are you talking about?"
"I have a photo session in Caribbean Islands for two weeks."
"CAN'T you postpone your photo session?"
"I can't! It is very important for me..."
"And what about our wedding? ISN'T it important for you?"
"Ah, come on Goten..."
"Fine! Just leave if you want to leave! And forget if we will ever get married!"
"Don't be silly, Goten. Of course I'm leaving. I've been wanting to Caribbean Islands for whole my life time."
But now, seeing that beautiful figure walking towards his table in their used to be favorite restaurant, he suddenly realized something that he had missed for the whole time their gathering.
She looked beautiful of course, like always, her used to be pale skin shined sun-tanned. And he wondered if she ever thought about him when she was sun bathing under the sun of the Caribbean shores. She had an ignorant expression on her face, like if she only left him to repair her make up in the bathroom for ten minutes, instead of leaving him before their wedding day for a sun bathing session.
She tried to kiss him before took a seat, he avoided it by turning his face to another direction. Her kiss hung in the air.
"Are you mad at me?" She asked innocently as she took a seat across his, they were facing each other now.
Suddenly, he lost all his rage he used to feel towards her and all what he felt now was a pity; what a pity such a beauty wasn't completed with a good enough brain. Why had not he seen it long time before?
"There's no need to be mad now, Paris." But mentioning her name still gave him a pain, "I just want to say that everything is over now."
"What do you mean? You're kidding, right?"
"No, I'm not. I've told you about it before you left."
"But I thought...I thought..."
"I don't think we need to see each other again after this."
"Goten!"
"Bye, Paris." He stood and kissed her cheek lightly for the last time then left that beautiful young woman crying alone in their used to be favorite restaurant. What had been a scar would remain a scar. He never turned his gaze back again then.
