Chapter 6- Regrets

At school on Monday, Kasama dressed to cover up hurt pride. Trunks didn't love her; he was just using her for sex! That's where the lust and sex toasts came in.

Kasama still felt sick from the sight of Trunks in a drunken set of mind.

Does he really love me? Kasama thought.

When she saw Trunks, he didn't look at her and it hurt her that he had found a gorgeous blond senior to hang on his arm every day.

Did I do the wrong thing? Should I have let him make love to me when he was drunk? Kasama asked herself over and over.

Finally, she broke down. She cried during lunch, by herself and she cried at home. She refused help from Nitzue and especially her new boyfriend Gohan.

Kasama hated herself, but she couldn't find herself hating Trunks.

She began to regret everything, but not the first kiss she shared with Trunks.

One day, at lunch while she sat alone at the last table, Trunks walked by with the gorgeous blonde. He pointed to table full of all his friends and the blonde promptly left.

Trunks sat down across from Kasama and looked at the table.

Kasama played with her food.

"Kasama," Trunks started.

"Don't talk to me, Trunks." Kasama said.

"Kasama let me talk,"

"No! Trunks, you hurt me! You hurt my pride, you hurt my feelings, you-"

"Kasama, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I ever kissed you." Trunks said harshly and stalked off.

Kasama began to cry even harder than she ever had before. He had tried to redeem himself for her, but she had shunned him. Her stupid pride had gotten the better of her.

When Kasama went to her locker, Trunks was at his. She tried to say sorry to him, but the gorgeous blond came and took him away.

After school, Kasama waited for Trunks, but he never showed up. Glumly, Kasama began to walk home. She passed the student parking lot and saw Trunks in his car with the blond.

Kasama kept walking, but when she saw the blond get out of the car furiously yelling, she stopped.

The blond walked off and Kasama slowly went to Trunks' car.

She knocked on the window and Trunks looked away.

"Trunks!" Kasama yelled through the window. "I'm sorry!"

Trunks still didn't look at her.

"I'm sorry I yelled at you, I'm sorry I made you-" Kasama broke off unable to find a word for their love. "I am so sorry that you hate me and that I ignored you and-"

She took a deep breath, letting the tears come freely. "Can you ever forgive me!"

"You told me you'd never stop loving me," Trunks voice came out of the car in a hushed whisper. "And I told you I wouldn't either," he still didn't look at me. "And the more I tried to hide my love, the more painful it became to think of you."

Trunks looked at her.

"I tried to take my love for you and give it to someone else," Trunks gestured to the blond who was still stalking away. "And I began to get more irritable and more lustful and…" his voice trailed off.

"Trunks," Kasama whispered. "I still love you. I never stopped, it was my pride, I-"

Trunks opened the car door and pulled Kasama in.

"Kasama, I never stopped loving you either. I love you more than anything-"

"More than chocolate?" Kasama said her purple eye locked with his blue.

"More than chocolate," Trunks and he kissed Kasama.

Kasama felt as if all her sorrows had been erased.

"Meet me at the move theater tonight- I was going to go with someone else, but you're better company." Trunks said. "9:00 o'clock."

"I'll be there," Kasama said and kissed Trunks again.