So, anyone know who the mysterious figure is who's playing matchmaker? (The one who stole the diary?) Guess! You'll never
guess. ^____^
Chapter three: Of Your Lonliness
Now here you go again
You say you want your freedom
Well who am I to keep you down
It's only right that you should
Play the way you feel it
But listen carefully to the sound
Of your loneliness
Pan woke up late on a Sunday and went to Bra's house to gossip. On the way out of her room she saw a little blue book lying
by the door. She didn't recognize it, but picked it up anyway, thinking Bra might have left it there.
Over at Bra's house, the girls got settled down on Bra's bed for some serious gossip.
"Any luck with Goten?" Pan asked first.
"No," Bra answered, sighing. "How about you with Trunks?"
"No," Pan said mournfully. "It's like he has no interest in girls.
"Goten has too much interest in girls. He just flits between them like a butterfly between flowers. And I think he's getting drunk
on the nectar."
Pan nodded and sighed.
Then she remembered the little blue book.
"Bra-chan, did you leave this at my house?" she asked, pulling it out.
"No..." Bra replied.
"Huh. I wonder if there's a name inside..." She opened the book to a page in the middle, reading a bit of the scrabbly
handwriting. Her eyes widened as she read. "Eh, Bra-chan- I think I just figured out why you can't get Goten's attention."
"Why?" Bra asked. When she got no reply, she began to read over Pan's shoulder. "Oh, Kami-sama..." she breathed, then
suddenly she yelled, "He's GAY?!" really loud.
"Who's gay?" Bulma said, sticking her head in from the kitchen.
"Heh heh. No one, 'Kaa-san," Bra said nervously, hiding the diary. Bulma shook her head at the weirdness of teenagers and left
the room.
Bra sighed. "Well, there go my chances...and Parisu's...I wonder if I should tell her." She sighed, them began to brighten up. "It
is kinda cute, though. Who woulda guessed."
A figure slipped quickly into the room and out again, dropping a paper next to Bra's foot. I guessed...
"Do you think Trunks likes Goten, too?" Pan said. "Did you just say Trunks likes Goten?" Bulma asked, sticking her head back
into the room.
"Eh heh heh, no," Pan laughed nervously. "I said- Brunch with Go at ten."
"Oh," Bulma said, leaving.
"How fake that sounded," Bra hissed at her friend.
"Hey, I was under pressure!" Pan hissed back, tilting her head toward the door. The two slipped out and took off in order to
get some privacy.
"So, DO you think Trunks likes Goten?" Pan continued where they had left off.
"Oh, definitely," Bra said, without missing a beat. "He says he never goes on dates because he doesn't have time, but he finds
lots of time to spar with Goten, not to mention going to movies, working on homework..." Bra gave a big grin like a hungry
alligator. "Oh, yeah, I think this fell out of the diary or something," she said, pulling out a paper and unfolding it. Then she
smiled. "Goten can't draw, right?" "Yeah," Pan said puzzled. "His people look like potatoes with deformities."
Bra smirked. "Well, then this answers the question of whether Trunks likes Goten or not," she said, handing the paper to Pan. It
was a drawing of the whole gang, with Trunks and Goten holding hands.
"Yay! Time to play matchmaker!" Pan yelled happily. Then she noticed the look on Bra's face. "And no, we are NOT going to
blackmail them into going on a date."
"Awwww, man," Bra said with a sigh.
The two girls began making their plans.