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What's Betrayal Among Friends?
Chapter 16 – Time for a Whole New Game Plan
The seagulls flew above the bay. The young couple stood there, holding hands. Paris had tears in her eyes.
"Goten, I… I don't know what to say…"
They continued standing there in silence for a while longer. Eventually, he was about to speak, but then the sound of high heels against wood caught his attention. He turned around, only to be glomped by a blue haired girl.
"GOTEN-KUN!"
"WHA!"
Both fell down from the hit. Paris was dumbfounded.
"Oh my gosh! Are you all right?"
Placing her shopping bag on the floor, Bra pushed herself off of Goten.
"I am. Can't speak for this cutie here, though."
To her surprise, Goten was half glaring at her, though he tried to hide it.
"I'm ok. What're you doing here, Bra?"
"Hello to you too, Goten."
She stood up and picked her bag, but in the process, pushed the black box, which fell in the falling, into the bay's water. Bra's hand flew to cover her mouth. It was such a nice ring, too!
"I'm so sorry! I'm so so sorry! I…"
"It's ok, Bra-chan."
Goten stood up and offered a hand to help her. Bra accepted.
"What do you mean, 'it's ok'? It was…"
"I don't need it anymore."
She blinked.
"Huh?"
With a blush and a shy grin, Goten wrapped his arm around Paris's shoulders.
"I already used the contents."
The girl's eyes widened to the size of plates.
"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!?!?!?!"
"Gillu gillu, Trunks, where are you going?"
Gillu asked as Trunks changed from his suit to casual clothing.
"Out. I don't have any more meetings today, do I?"
"No. Er, Trunks?"
"Hai?"
The small light bulb that Gillu called eye lit red in a blush.
"I… can we go for a snack? Gillu missed his lunch."
After a blink, Trunks burst into a hearty laughter.
"Sure. Come on."
Opening the window, the two flew out of the office happily. Just then a knock came on the door.
"Trunks?"
Chichi's voice came in. When no reply came, she entered.
"Trunks, I wanted to talk about Pan… Trunks?"
She found the window open the no one there.
"Now where could he have gone to?"
The silence was rather awkward. Paris leaned against Goten, making sure the bluette before her saw the ring.
"You… that, you… that…"
Goten nodded.
"Yep. We're engaged."
Both demi Saiyans blushed as their gazes met. Paris was having a hard time keeping her smile from turning into a smirk. It was so obvious Goten liked the girl before her.
"I don't think I've ever been this happy."
"I bet."
It was hard keeping the smile on, when all Bra felt like doing was crying; or rather, bitch slapping Paris to the next dimension.
"Congratulations, then! When's the joyous occasion?"
The groom-to-be scratched the back of his head.
"I just proposed. I didn't plan quite that long."
Paris giggled all girly-like.
"I don't care when, today, as far as I care!"
'So we'll have a wedding and a funeral! All on the same day!'
The thought caused the smallest of smirks to form on Bra's lips, worrying Goten to no end. It reminded him too much of her father.
"Thank you, Bra."
"Wha, what for?"
"Giving us your blessing. It really means a lot to me."
The girl blushed.
"I, I better get going."
She held her shopping bag and smiled at Goten. When he finally let go of Paris, the two embraced, and Bra kissed him on the cheek.
"Congratulations, Goten. I hope you've made the right decision."
He blinked, but before Goten could ask for the meaning, his princess was gone. Instantly came to his min the image of them sitting in the café, holding hands, this close to kissing. Her saying… yes? And the feeling of utter bliss…
He was popped out of the thought when he felt Paris hold his hand and rest her head against his shoulder.
"Come on, we still haven't eaten."
"Yeah…"
"Gillu Gillu! Yummy! Gillu gillu gillu gillu…"
The small white robot chewed on his metal French fries as Trunks laughed from his seat across the table.
"You eat like a Saiyan, Gillu."
"Gillu hungry!"
Several girls tried getting the young man's attention, but he was busy ready an amusing SMS from Marron. He was so happy she and Ubuu were out of the mess.
'I can't think what I'd do if those two'd also be mad at me…'
The SMS was replaced by his office's number as the ring was heard (imagine a Dan Dan ring tone ^-^) He sighed before answering.
"Yes?"
"Er, sir? There's this woman here, that…"
The secretary was cut off as what sounded like a struggle was head, then Trunks had to take the phone away from his ear.
"TRUNKS-SAN! WHERE ARE YOU?! DON'T YOU KNOW I NEED TO TALK TO YOU?!?!?!"
The attention of all in the restaurant was directed to Trunks as he lowered the sound level.
"Chichi, please, calm down."
"Trunks, you know my granddaughter. She had several outbursts lately. I was hopding you'd know..."
"What are they around?"
"Paris."
Gillu stopped eating when he saw Trunks go pale.
"Trunks?"
He blinked, then had to think fast.
"Er, Chichi, I… I can't hear you…"
"Oh. NO! NO NO NO! NO YOU DON'T!"
"You're breaking down, Chichi! Talk later!"
Then he closed the cell phone with a relieved sigh.
"Who was it, Trunks?"
"Chichi. She wanted to talk about an."
That made the small robot jump.
"Pan, danger! Pan, danger!"
He'd probably have continued to scream had Trunks not shoved several metal fries into Gillu's 'mouth'.
"Calm down, will ya? She's all right."
"Then why Chichi be worried?"
The man crossed his arms and frowned.
"Nothing you can help, I'm afraid."
It was obvious the white robot was depressed from it. So the Demi-Saiyan put on a comforting smile.
"Don't worry, Gillu. It'll be ok soon enough."
"Gillu!"
"I'm afraid not, dear brother."
Both turned to Bra's voice as she sat down next to them and began munching on Trunks's fries. She never got to eat at that restaurant, after all.
"Didn't get lunch yet?"
"Nope. Here's the deal. We have a problem."
"Please, tell me it has nothing to do with Paris."
"I can't lie to you, brother."
He cursed. Gillu's eye blinked in his own way.
"Paris: Female. Human."
"Try demon."
Bra said in the middle of Gillu's intro.
"Female companion for Son Goten. The two share what humans call 'love'."
"Do you mind not talk like that? Reminds me of that time on our trip, when…"
"Sorry."
"'s ok. So what about her?"
The bluette sighed.
"Well, remember that dandy ring he bought for her?"
"Afraid so."
"He used it."
There was no need to detail any farther.
"Damn."
"Yep."
He didn't care the 'how'.
"So now what?"
She asked, despair in her voice.
"We have to tell him! I'd rather die than watch those two marry!"
The bluette's frown was replaced by a sad smile.
"Goten sure is lucky to have you as a friend."
He tried to suppress a blush. His sister ignored it, not wanting to embarrass her brother. Now was not the time.
"Well, he'll be all out of luck it those two say 'I do'!"
Taking his coat, Trunks got a determined expression on his face.
"Where're you going?"
"Hopefully to end this. Make sure Gillu won't eat the whole restaurant."
"Ok."
As the brother left, Bra turned to find Gillu with a red leather strap dangling from his mouth. A vein popped in her forehead.
"Yummy."
"That's… That's…"
The small robot began backing away.
"Bra, danger! Bra, danger!"
"THAT'S MY PURSE!"
And the chase began.
