People stared as they passed by Trunks, whom stood behind a cactus wearing a black trench coat and black sunglasses( items he swiped from one of the stores inside the mall). Goten and Idasa didn't notice their spy like everyone els who walked by the food court, they were too busy eating lunch to care.

Trunks snickered. Idasa looked repulsed by Goten's messy eating habits, most of the fries he was tossing inside of his mouth were missing his face, like always.

"S-so," Idasa stuttered, putting down his milkshake." Are you ready to dump Trunks and go out with me instead?"

"Hmm. . ."

Idasa cringed at the food Goten was chewing, ew, she should close her mouth when she eats.

"Trunks and I were never going out to begin with." Goten slurped down his milkshake, leaving behind pieces of his fries on his straw.

Not going out? Idasa smirked. This means I beat Trunks! I could tell he really liked this girl, if I go out with her I know it will drive him nuts! Mwahahaha!

"Besides, I'm not really a girl." Goten belched, patting his round belly." Yum, that was good."

"Of course you're a girl. Stop joking around." Idasa snorted. Why would a boy wear a dress and put his hair in a bun? Pfft. A boy would never do something like that, no way.

Goten blinked." No, I'm a boy alright. Don't you remember me beating your brother in the World Martial Arts Tournament seven years ago?"

"THAT WAS YOU!" Suddenly, Idasa remembered where he'd heard the name Goten. His brother held a grudge against the boy, and often mumbled the name as bhe eat his Goten Voodoo Dolls.

Goten smiled proudly and slid out from the booth." Yep that was me. Thanks for the food, but I have to go meet Trunks behind that cactus. He's been waiting for me for two hours now. See ya later."

Trunks jumped out from behind the cactus and hugged Goten." That was great! I think you scarred him for life!"

Goten looked back at Idasa, who's jaw hung open while he stared in shock at the place where Goten had been sitting. "I kind of feel bad for telling him."

"Hey, he had it coming. Besides, you had a choice. . .it was either him or me, and you made the right choice buddy," Trunks draped his arm over Goten's shoulder."Come on, you deserve an ice cream cone."

"He didn't seem to like me anymore when he found out I was a boy," Goten whined." Trunks? Do you like me better as a boy, or as a girl?"

Trunks bit his lower lip as he thought about it." I'll like you the same no matter what you are. Girl, boy, cat, dog, hamster. . . that doesn't matter to me. You're my friend Goten, and that will never change, no matter what."

Goten was so happy he wanted to cry.