Okay, Chapter 2's finally up! Sorry it took so long, but my computer crashed, and I lost the whole chapter. But I made it better, so I hope you like!

Pan followed a stewardess to her seat on the plane. She sat down and adjusted her wig and hat before looking over to the person next to her. Her hand flew to her mouth when she noticed it was Goten. She cleared her throat.

"Hello, my name is Pam," she offered in a heavy Spanish accent.

Goten turned away from the window and looked at the 'blonde' sitting next to him. "Uh, hi. I'm Goten."

'Pam' smiled. "It's very nice to meet you Goten. Can I ask why you're going to America?"

"It's a long story. But I guess I can tell you it. Back home, there's this girl. I've known her almost all my life, and she's always been a romantic. But every time she falls in love with a guy, she ends up getting her heart broken. Now, I love her. Truly and really. So to prove to her that I'm true, I'm spending sixth months in America." He reached in his pocket and pulled out a picture of him, Marron, Trunks, Bra, and Pan. "That's her, the blonde one."

Pan smiled at the picture. She remembered the party where that picture was taken. It was Bra's sixteenth birthday party, two years ago. They had taken so many pictures together before Bra and Pan went off on their road trip. They had wanted to go to exotic places they've never been. But it had only lasted a few days because Bra needed to go to the mall. "Don't you miss her terribly, though?"

Goten nodded sadly. "I don't know how I'm going to last. It's going to take a lot of strength I don't have to get through this."

The disguised Pan looked at the floor. "If you're as true as you say you are, it won't be that much of a problem."

"I guess you're right. Thanks Pam. So what are you going to America for? By the sound of your accent, it doesn't sound like you're going home," he pointed out.

"I'm traveling the world. And my next stop is America. I'm very excited about going," she replied. She had been rehearsing for a week, ever since Marron asked her to go.

"That sounds like fun. Do you have a boyfriend at home?" he asked.

Does a lifetime crush count? "No. I don't. But there's that one special person you always fantasize about. Too bad he doesn't like me that way."

"Cheer up Pam. You're one will come around soon," Goten assured in a very Goku-like way.

"Yes, well, I'd much rather hear about this Marron girl than about my love life," she said. "Please, continue about her."

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Great Marron. Look what you've done now. You've made the biggest mistake of your life. You just sent the love of your life away for six months. Why couldn't you just tell him how you feel about him? Everything you've ever done has resulted in you having a broken heart. And you thought this one would be different. Well, you've done it again. Only this time, you have no one to blame but yourself.

Marron stared at the picture if her and Goten in her hand. She wanted him home. She really did love him, even if she didn't say it to him. As soon as he called her, she would tell him. And beg him to come home.

The phone on the end table rang. She jumped and picked it up. "Hello?" she whispered.

"Are you okay, Mar?" Trunks. Not Goten, Trunks.

She sighed. "I'm- I don't really know how I am. But I can tell you what I need. Trunks, I need Goten to come home."

"But then how will you know if he's loyal or not? You'll never know if he comes home now," he pointed out.

Marron sat back down on the couch. "I really thought I could do this. I thought I could last six months. But I was very wrong. What am I going to do now Trunks?"

He paused. "Do you want to go to dinner tonight? Not a date, just something to take your mind off your depressing state. And if you want, Bra can come with us. How about it?" he offered.

"I should really wait for Goten to call me. He promised he would as soon as he got to his hotel. I don't want to miss him," she said.

"So take your cell phone with you. Come on, you need to get out. Please?" he begged.

She sighed again. "Fine. Can you pick me up in an hour? I want to take a shower first."

"Sure. I'll see you then. Take care until then, okay?"

"Yeah. Thanks Trunks. Bye."

"Bye Mar."

She hung up the phone and looked around the living room. Not a date. Sure Trunks, whatever you say. I just hope Goten calls before I leave. I really want to talk to him. But not in one of Trunks Briefs' girl trap restaurants.

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Goten threw a duffel bag on the floor in his hotel room. It was two in the morning, and all he wanted to do was go to bed. He dropped his two suitcases next to the bed and plopped down.

Come on, Son. Stay awake. You have to stay awake so you can talk to Marron, remember?

He picked up the phone on the bedside table and quickly dialed her number.

One ring.

Two rings.

Three rings.

Four ri-

"Hello?" came the out-of-breath answer.

He smiled. "Greetings from America! This is Son Goten speaking, the man of your dreams and the love of your life. I've called you today to tell you about our new product we have here."

"Oh?" Marron asked, playing along, "and what might this new product be?"

"Why it's the love of yours truly of course," Goten answered.

"And how much are you charging for this wonderful new product?"

He smiled again. "Actually, I think you'll find we're offering a very reasonable price for it. All you have to pay is one 'I love you Goten,'" he said, trying not to laugh.

She laughed though. "Hmm, that's a pretty reasonable price. I'll take it. I love you Goten. And I miss you. A lot. Would you come home? For me? I really thought I could do this Goten, I did. But I was terribly wrong." She sighed.

"No Marron, I can't come home yet. I promised you I would do this, and I don't intend on breaking that promise. Now you have to promise me something," he said, taking the folded picture out of his pocket.

"Anything."

The picture had a new crease on the left side. "I want you to promise that you'll stay strong for me. Will you do that?"
She sighed again. "I guess I will. It's going to be hard, but I'm promising this to you, 'Ten."

"Okay, now are you doing okay? Is everything okay over there?" he asked worriedly.

Marron laughed. "I'm fine, Goten. You don't have to worry about that. How's America?"

He looked around the hotel room. "It's okay, I guess. But you're not here. I miss you more than you know, my Marron," he whispered the last part slowly.

Goten could almost see her smiling. "I miss you too Goten. And I'm very, very sorry I did this. But I'll make it up to you somehow. That's another promise."
"Okay babe, well I gotta go. It's two thirty here, and I need to crash. But I'll call you in the morning. I love you, my Marron," he said, stifling a yawn.

"I love you too Goten. Bye."

"Bye Mar." He hung up the phone, and as soon as his head hit the pillow, he was fast asleep.

A big thanks to my reviewers: Burned Vamp, Meggy Weggy, B*Chan, Bra V. Briefs, Lily, and Evil#1.