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A/N: wai! People actually reviewed! *^^* hm… I'll keep chapter 11 to myself until… 52 reviews. ^^ (I was gonna write 45, but then I noticed I already had it @.@ you guys are great!)

Cheena Son: glad you liked it ^^ but I'm taking Trunks partying! I promised him to make it up to him after all the trouble I put him in.

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Sugar Cubes: well, Trunks can't just blast her out of the sky! (well, he can, he just won't). how do you want him to behave?

What's Betrayal Among Friends?

Chapter 10 – Let Sister Do the Talking

Bra blinked. Then blinked again. And pinched herself. And laughed.

"Wha… you think… Dende, no! Pan, you sicko! I was just… a bit hot."

"And bothered."

"PAN!"

Bra's blush deepened. Damn, she saw Goten, Goten! Not Gohan!

"Look, you're mad and frustrated, fine. Be that way. Don't expect me to be here and take it!"

Remorse showed on Pan's face.

"Sorry, Bra-chan. I didn't mean it…"

"Then keep your mouth shut!"

Sometimes, being Vegeta's brat showed.

"I said I was sorry!"

"Fire, be sorry. You still said it!"

Bra crossed her arms. If Pan'd have known better, she wouldn't have even teased her friend when it came to the bluette's feelings.

"Fine. I'm sorry. I lost my cool. You can't blame me! How could you… you're just like your brother! A backstabbing bitch!" (I like using that word o.O;;; )

The atmosphere in the room was enough to scare Goku, had he been there.

"You don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh, you talked to him, eh? What lies did he feed you, Bra?"

"Not lies, the truth!"

Both were getting pissed off at each other by now.

"Like hell! I saw him kissing her! He can't deny that!"

Bra breathed deeply, trying to calm herself down. She came here to make peace, not more war.

"He didn't deny it, he…"

"There! So he admitted it! What did he say, huh? What? That he liked it? That he enjoyed it? That it tasted like cherries?!"

Bra blinked.

"Where the heck did you get that from?"

"I…"

Pan's anger broke and her Ki went down. This made Bra relax on instinct.

"I don't know."

The younger girl ran her hands through her raven hair and sighed.

"I donno… I donno… I donno where up is anymore."

"Pan…"

The bluette frowned when Pan covered her face with her hands and mumbled, shaking her head. Bra knew there was no getting to her now.

"Pan, please listen to me! Things aren't that sim…ple, Pan are you…"

Sobs came from the girl's direction. The princess contemplated what to do. She tried to reach out to Pan, but the offered hand was slapped away.

"Pan-chan…"

"Leave me alone… please…"

"Pan-chan, listen to me!"

"Why?! *sob* I know what I saw."

"But…"

Pan looked at Bra with such sadness, the bluette felt like screaming. Why were the people closest to her hurt the most?

"Pan-chan, if you'll just listen!"

The Son girl looked away silently. Bra didn't have a choice. She gave up.

"Look, when you decide to listen, you know my number. Cell number."

'Can't risk her talking to Trunks like this.'

Pan nodded. Bra left, but came back into the room, hesitating. Pan was still looking away. The bluette had her back to the other girl and half looked at her from over her shoulder; she didn't feel like making eye contact.

"Now I know how Trunks must've felt, trying to talk to me, any why he's afraid of talking to Goten. When the heart's aching, the mind's on auto pilot. No point in talking. Uuun, don't let her, Pan! Don't let that witch win like this!" (I felt like changing :P)

There was a pregnant pause, which quickly turned uncomfortable.

"Well, I… I'll be going now."

And go she went. Videl walked into the room, worried.

"Sweetie, what was this all about? …Pan?"

The girl looked at her mother with tearful eyes. Videl was distressed.

"Panny…"

"Mommy!"

The girl hugged her mother tightly and cried. The mother comforted her daughter as much as she could.

"I'm here, Pan. I'm here. Please, don't cry."

'How can I not? Bra probably hates me now! And Trunks… Dende, what a mess!'

"Ah, Damn that Paris!"

Videl blinked.

"Paris? Goten's Paris?"

Pan began crying again, leaving her mother wondering.

'Where does that city girl fit into the mess?'

When Bra returned home, she was rather pleased not to find Trunks there.

'Hopefully, work got his mind off of this.'

The bluette was welcomed by her grandmother; it amazed her how the older woman never bumped into things, what with her eyes closed.

"Hey, grandma!"

"Heya, Bra-chan! Guess who called!"

Bra slapped her forehead.

"Kailey! I told her I'd call her!"

"Nope."

Mrs. Briefs said with a smile.

"Huh?"

"Goten did!"

Bra blushed lightly.

"What? Why?!"

"He just asked that you'll call him. Said it wasn't that urgent."

It wasn't urgent, but Bra already extracted her cell phone, and her grandmother offered the girl her own.

"It'll cost less."

"Thanks, grandma!"

The girl rushed to her room and eagerly waited for an answer.

"Heya, this is Goten!"

"Heya, Goten! I…"

"My cell phone's closed! Oh Dende! Leave a message after the beep!"

Bra felt disappointed.

"Hey, Goten. You called me. Call me back home or to my cell phone, not grandma's, ok? Well, bye."

No sooner did Bra hand up, that her own cell phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Heya, Bra!"

She blinked.

"Goten!"

"Well, I called!"

She giggled.

"Yep. What can I do for you?"

"Well, I was kind of hoping you'd go shopping with me."

Another blink.

"Why me?"

He coughed, to ease up his nervousness.

"Well, Gohan has no fashion sense…"

"True."

"Videl is busy, Pan's…"

"I know."

She said grimly.

"And I don't really want my mom involved in this."

A thought crossed Bra's mind that scared her. He couldn't have found out… could he?

"What about Trunks?"

In her mind's eye, Bra saw Goten scratch the back of his head.

"Well, he's at work. At long last."

Bra nodded.

"Well then, sure, I'll go shopping with you!"

"Great! I'm down at Satan's mall, meet me next to Castro at the top floor, ok?"

"The top floor? But that's the female section!"

"I know. But Trunks asked me to help you buy a dress."

Bra blinked yet again, then smiled.

'Thank you, brother.'

"sure thing! I'll be right there!"

"Great."

Bra rushed downstairs and handed her grandma the cell phone.

"Thanks, grandma!"

"No problem!"

The bluette rushed out the door and took off. She was deep in thought and almost collided with a passing bird.

'I can tell Goten now… soften it up, show how much the whole deal hurt Trunks… how Paris toyed with him… but will he believe me? Man, this is how Trunks must feel, and… I slapped him. Oh, snap out of it, girl! Let's just take it one step at a time…'

And she flew on, with great inner turmoil.

A/N: ^_^_^_^_^_^ chapter 10! Hope this was to everyone's liking! Remember, 52 reviews! And not just 'ok, you asked, I review'! grrr…