Another chapter today to make up for all of those days I missed!
This chapter is really kinda sappy and what not... but whatever. Review
and tell me what you think!
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*Where are they? Common!* Bra thought as she shuffled through her bag to find her keys. After two minutes, they still couldn't be found.
"DAMNIT!" She cursed and leaned up against the door to her apartment. She tumbled backward as it flew forward under pressure. "It was unlocked? But I don't remember -" She stopped mid-sentence when she saw a familiar raven-haired man sitting on her couch.
"Get out." She murmered under her breath.
"I'm sorry." He said slowly, looking at her. Bra faultered under his gaze and looked away. Why was he doing this to her? She quickly shut the door and cautiously walked toward him. It seemed almost as though she thought he would bite her. Gently, she sat down on the soft, velvety chair near him.
"Despite what you probably think, I didn't want this."
"I know..."
"Then why are you acting like this? You don't even know me." But he didn't respond. His facial expression almost as though he was ashamed of himself and his actions.
"Look, I'm sorry for all I've said. I didn't mean it."
"But that's the thing... you did mean it. It's how you feel. I wouldn't have cared so much if you hadn't. But you meant it. You wouldn't have said it if you didn't."
"I was just... kidding around."
"No you weren't. Friends kid; enemies don't."
"You're not my enemy, Bra."
"Honestly Goten, can you look me in the eyes and tell me you didn't mean it?" She peered up and was face-to-face with him. She looked so sad, so hurt. Goten felt awful. He bowed his head and shook it slightly.
"That's what I thought." She hesitated. "Why do you think that about me? Why do you think I'm completely devoid of personality?"
"I don't know..."
"Kame, Goten! I don't want this. I don't want to lose myself to someone I don't even know!"
"You mean, you're still..."
"What? A virgin? What do you take me for?"
"Well, it's just..." Goten blushed.
"I'm nothing more than an airheaded slut, right?" There was no response. "You probably think I've slept with AT LEAST fifty guys, right?" Again, there was complete silence. "I guess it would shock you to know I was saving myself for the one guy I truly loved. But that's pointless now." She sighed and smiled slightly as she stared off into space (or rather, at the ceiling).
"You know, I've always had this dream where I would just barely catch a glimpse of a guy, and I would know instantly that we were meant for each other. I always thought that if two people were meant to be together, the bond would be so strong that they would know instantly. I envisioned us living happily ever after in each other's arms... even though the entire idea of marriage and children frightened the hell out of me, and it still does. But I always just thought that it could happen, and I wouldn't be scared because I know he'd be there." She turned back to Goten and forced a small smile. Her eyes were brimmed with tears, but she wouldn't allow herself to let them go. "Kind of childish, huh? I mean, living in a fantasy world and all..."
"It's not childish. To be honest, I've never liked the idea of marriage, either. I could never see myself as the type to do so... And now that it's here, I don't know if I can handle it."
"I'm sorry I'm getting in the way of you and Paris. I know how much you care for her."
"It's not your fault. She understands, and she knows it's nothing personal. She's very understanding about the situation, and she's just happy that I'm going to stay with her." Bra could hardly speak after this. First, she had to marry a man she didn't even care about, and second she had to marry a man who wouldn't even be faithful to her. Why should she care, though?
"You didn't tell her... everything... did you?" She finally said.
"Of course not. She wouldn't have believed me if I had. I just told her that our parents made a decision long ago that you and I had to get married and have a child, and that they had just recently told us. I also told her that they had threatened to disown us if we didn't, and that we cared about them too much to lose them."
"Ha! Right about now I wouldn't mind losing them..."
"Speaking of which, I have a date with Paris in twenty minutes, so I have to go get ready. Again, I appologize, and I really hope that one day you find that man of your dreams. I'm sorry I can't be him, but we have to live with this task put upon us. I hope we can be friends."
"Sure." Bra furrowed her eyebrows slightly. Why couldn't anything just work in her favor for just once in her life?
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*Where are they? Common!* Bra thought as she shuffled through her bag to find her keys. After two minutes, they still couldn't be found.
"DAMNIT!" She cursed and leaned up against the door to her apartment. She tumbled backward as it flew forward under pressure. "It was unlocked? But I don't remember -" She stopped mid-sentence when she saw a familiar raven-haired man sitting on her couch.
"Get out." She murmered under her breath.
"I'm sorry." He said slowly, looking at her. Bra faultered under his gaze and looked away. Why was he doing this to her? She quickly shut the door and cautiously walked toward him. It seemed almost as though she thought he would bite her. Gently, she sat down on the soft, velvety chair near him.
"Despite what you probably think, I didn't want this."
"I know..."
"Then why are you acting like this? You don't even know me." But he didn't respond. His facial expression almost as though he was ashamed of himself and his actions.
"Look, I'm sorry for all I've said. I didn't mean it."
"But that's the thing... you did mean it. It's how you feel. I wouldn't have cared so much if you hadn't. But you meant it. You wouldn't have said it if you didn't."
"I was just... kidding around."
"No you weren't. Friends kid; enemies don't."
"You're not my enemy, Bra."
"Honestly Goten, can you look me in the eyes and tell me you didn't mean it?" She peered up and was face-to-face with him. She looked so sad, so hurt. Goten felt awful. He bowed his head and shook it slightly.
"That's what I thought." She hesitated. "Why do you think that about me? Why do you think I'm completely devoid of personality?"
"I don't know..."
"Kame, Goten! I don't want this. I don't want to lose myself to someone I don't even know!"
"You mean, you're still..."
"What? A virgin? What do you take me for?"
"Well, it's just..." Goten blushed.
"I'm nothing more than an airheaded slut, right?" There was no response. "You probably think I've slept with AT LEAST fifty guys, right?" Again, there was complete silence. "I guess it would shock you to know I was saving myself for the one guy I truly loved. But that's pointless now." She sighed and smiled slightly as she stared off into space (or rather, at the ceiling).
"You know, I've always had this dream where I would just barely catch a glimpse of a guy, and I would know instantly that we were meant for each other. I always thought that if two people were meant to be together, the bond would be so strong that they would know instantly. I envisioned us living happily ever after in each other's arms... even though the entire idea of marriage and children frightened the hell out of me, and it still does. But I always just thought that it could happen, and I wouldn't be scared because I know he'd be there." She turned back to Goten and forced a small smile. Her eyes were brimmed with tears, but she wouldn't allow herself to let them go. "Kind of childish, huh? I mean, living in a fantasy world and all..."
"It's not childish. To be honest, I've never liked the idea of marriage, either. I could never see myself as the type to do so... And now that it's here, I don't know if I can handle it."
"I'm sorry I'm getting in the way of you and Paris. I know how much you care for her."
"It's not your fault. She understands, and she knows it's nothing personal. She's very understanding about the situation, and she's just happy that I'm going to stay with her." Bra could hardly speak after this. First, she had to marry a man she didn't even care about, and second she had to marry a man who wouldn't even be faithful to her. Why should she care, though?
"You didn't tell her... everything... did you?" She finally said.
"Of course not. She wouldn't have believed me if I had. I just told her that our parents made a decision long ago that you and I had to get married and have a child, and that they had just recently told us. I also told her that they had threatened to disown us if we didn't, and that we cared about them too much to lose them."
"Ha! Right about now I wouldn't mind losing them..."
"Speaking of which, I have a date with Paris in twenty minutes, so I have to go get ready. Again, I appologize, and I really hope that one day you find that man of your dreams. I'm sorry I can't be him, but we have to live with this task put upon us. I hope we can be friends."
"Sure." Bra furrowed her eyebrows slightly. Why couldn't anything just work in her favor for just once in her life?