Sometime later that evening . . .

"Why hasn't he shown up?" Bra asked nervously checking her watch. She replayed the chat she had with him the night before. "He did say 'Diablo,' didn't he?" She second-guessed herself. As she was scanning the restaurant, she caught the glimpse of a familiar figure. "Goten?! Was that Goten?! Geez, that's all I need! If he shows up when my new man does, he'll ruin it!!!"

Goten was checking his watch too waiting on his new lady. He ordered another drink at the bar before turning around and seeing Bra sitting at a table. "Bra? What's she doing here?! Satan City is almost half-a-continent away from Western Capital City! Couldn't she have found somewhere else to eat!?"

Bra looked up quickly, but not quick enough as her eyes locked onto Goten's. "Shimatta! That baka has seen me now! Oh, Dende! Here he comes!"

"Bra, what are you doing here?" He asked rather harshly.

"I am meeting someone here- if it's any of your business," she smirked at him.

"I am too," he boasted.

"Who? Your brother?!" She laughed.

"No, a girl!" He spat as he turned to go back to the bar. 'Why did I have to be so cold to her? We both decided to not see one another.'

"Oh, Goten," Bra said quietly. "I thought I was over you, but I was wrong. I still love you more than ever," she said as the first tear fell from her eye.

The two waited for their dates, but neither showed up. As the bar tender was trying to clean up, he asked, "You going home tonight, kid?"

"I was waiting on a lady," Goten said sadly as he finished another beer.

"Well, looks like that lady's waiting on someone," he pointed to Bra.

"Yeah, she was waiting for someone too," he said as he put down the money for the beer. He walked over to Bra's table and sat down.

You got stood up, too, huh?"

"Yeah," she said.

"Well, let me take you home," he said.

"I don't need you to take me home. I can manage," she said as she stood, gathering her coat and purse.

"Listen, we need to talk. I can take you home, and we'll have plenty of time to talk."

"Okay, we do need to talk, but I don't need you to look after me."

"I know. You're a big girl now," he smirked.

As Bra's sports car sped along the night skyline, Goten watched as her blue-green hair blew in the wind. "So who was your date?" He asked.

"Well . . . it's embarrassing. I'd rather not talk about it."

"Okay," he sighed. "Listen, Bra, I never meant things to happen the way they did between you and Marron. I love you both."

"You still love her?!"

"Yes, I do. How can just turn off my emotions like that?"

"Point taken," she said as she realized she couldn't turn off her emotions like that either.

"Bra, you still mean a lot to me. Is there anyway you could forgive me for what I've done?"

"I did that a long time ago."

"You did?! Why haven't you called or come by?!"

"Goten, there's someone else in my life now," she admitted hesitantly.

"You mean the date that stood you up?!"

"Yes. I know he left me hanging now, but G-, I mean he had to have had a good reason for not showing up."

"G-?"

"Yeah, his name starts with a G."

"What's his name?"

"Well, it's hard to say. Like I said, it's embarrassing. I don't want to talk about it."

"You're embarrassed over this new boyfriend, but you want to be with him instead of me!?"

"Listen, I met him online," she said softly.

"You met him. . . . online!?" He asked surprised. 'What a coincidence! I met my girl online too!'

"Yeah, I know you must think I'm a total loser for meeting someone online."

"No, Bra, I don't. To tell you the truth, the girl I was going to meet-- I met her online too."

"Really? What was her name?"

"Well, just like you, I don't know her name. She goes by LostandLonely," he absently said. Bra slammed on the brakes of the air car almost sending Goten through the windshield.

"GQ?!" She asked him.

"Yeah, how did you know . . ." he trailed off before Bra jumped over into his seat into his lap.

"Oh, Goten, it was you!!! It was you all along!!!" She exclaimed in between covering his face with kisses.

"Bra," he said softly as he pushed her back a bit. He cradled her into his arms and held her there. Stroking her silky, soft hair, he just stared into her clear blue eyes. He knew then and there, he would never let anyone else come between them.