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A/N: ^_^ 115 reviews! *dies happy*

Trunks: *revives me with the Dragon Balls* hey, you, we still have to pay Paris back!

*gets on typing* hai!

Mystic: doing the best I can ^-^ glad people like it.

Goten's Gaurdien Angel: oO;;;

Gotens Angel: er… I think I can start an anti-Paris movement with this fic ^-^;;; who's with me?!

Parron: hai hai ^-^ I actually watched GT and fell in love with him. Wait, are you complaining? oO

SaiyanPrincess33: here! Another chapter ^-^

Juunanagou4ever: oO it's in the Trunks/Paris section? I was sure I switched it to Trunks/Bra oO;;;;; because they're the main characters and all. At least in my eyes. Oh well. *gonna check it on the update*

Xshiny: wait and see, wait and see.

What's Betrayal Among Friends?

Chapter 17 – We Need to talk… make a choice- your friend of his happiness

Paris hoped through the street, humming lightly.

'Well, I could certainly hope for a better ring… which I'll get, once I get together with Hottie Trunksie!'

She grinned all the way down the street.

Pan sighed as she left the ice cream parlor. Not even 7 balls of ice cream could cheer her up completely. Her thoughts returned to Paris and Trunks. No. She shook her head. Paris and Trunks. Trunks and Paris. Paris and Trunks, sitting on a tree…

Pan had to slap herself.

"Get a grip, Son!"

"Pan-chan!'

The girl froze. She did NOT need to meet him, especially not after THAT train of thoughts. But she still turned around. Still not bothering to put up a smile.

"Trunks-san."

The half Saiyan shook his head.

"What happened to just Trunks?"

"What really?"

They stood there, staring at each other for a while.

"Your ice cream's melting."

Pan blinked, then had a small hysteric fit as she tried to regain control over the ice cream. Trunks had to smile.

"I… I had a great time sparring the other day."

The girl blushed lightly.

"I… I liked it, too. It was… fun."

"I'd sure like to spar again soon."

The girl nodded as she licked her ice cream. Looking over Pan's shoulder, Trunks noticed the woman he disliked most in the world.

'It's like catching a cold. No matter how hard you try, you'll still sneeze.'

"So… wanna go for some coffee and cake?"

Pan nodded after slight hesitation.

"Let me help you with the bag."

"I don't need help."

"Let me help. A gentleman needs to help a lady."

Trying to cover her blush, Pan handed the bag, looking away.

"Come on. Let's go."

And the two left, Trunks with his arm wrapped around Pan's shoulders almost protectively. The girl decided against pushing him away, as she wanted nothing more than to make up with that family. And Paris frowned as she saw her would-be victim walking away with another.

'Enjoy your fun, girl. He will be mine.'

"Kaa-san! Tadaima!" (mom, I'm home. Forgive my sudden change to Japanese ^^;;)

Goten cheerfully called as he entered the house, practically beaming. Chichi tried to hide her frown at her son's happiness.

"My, you sure seem cheerful! Something I should know of?"

"Kaa-san… KAA-SAN!"

No longer able to contain his excitement, Goten picked up his mother and whirled her around the room, laughing in pure glee.

"Goten, put me down sweetie and tell me what happened."

Putting his mother down and taking a deep breath, Goten took his mother's hands in his and grinned from ear to ear.

"Kaa-san, be proud. Your youngest son's an engaged, soon to be married man."

The reaction he got wasn't what he expected; his mom didn't go jumping up and down and making wedding plans. If anything, her smile faded a bit.

"That's… wonderful. Honey. Who's the lucky girl?"

"You're joking, right?"

"…of course I am! Ha ha ha! Congratulations!"

Chichi hugged her younger son for the briefest of moments, then returned to her cooking. Goten frowned.

"Kaa-san… what's the matter?"

The woman sighed as she quickly thought of something.

"Nothing, it's just… *sigh* I guess you getting married reminds me of how much I miss your father."

Which wasn't a lie, she reckoned, as a tear rolled down her cheek. Goten wiped it away and smiled sadly before mother and son embraced.

"I'm sorry, Kaa-san. I miss tou-san too."

She sobbed for a while before wearing a smile.

"I'm so proud of you, Goten-chan."

"Me too, Kaa-san. Me to."

"Tadaima!"

Pan's voice came in after a slam of the door. The girl walked into the kitchen, cheeks still flushed.

"Pan-chan!"

Chichi began to panic.

"Your cheeks are all red! Are you…"

"I'm ok! I'm going to my room! Bye now!"

Entering the living room, Chichi grinned. Goten couldn't help but feel a pang at the sudden happiness his mother was showing for the slightest show of romance in her granddaughter's life.

"Well, that explains it all! Hello, Trunks-san!"

Trunks blushed lightly.

"Chichi-san."

"Oh, oh, oh! Trunks-kun! You just gotta hear this!"

Goten rushed to the living room at the sound of his friend's voice.

"Goten… Nice outfit."

"Thanks! Your sister helped me."

"I bet."

Trunks said, crossing his arms. Now Goten started jumping up and down.

"Guess what, guess what, guess what!"

Trunks leaned against the wall, arms still crossed, gaze downcast.

"I heard. Congratulations."

Goten stopped jumping and blinked.

"Wha, how?"

"Bra told me. So, congrats. I guess now I have to call you 'Mr. Son'."

'Mr. Son' chuckled.

"No. just call Paris 'Mrs. Son Goten'… heh, has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?"

Goten's grin was met with a worried frown., still downcast.

"Come on, Trunks, what's the matter? I thought you'd be happy about it."

The hurt tone was obvious.

"I'm just worried about you, 's all."

"Why? I mean, all I'm doing is getting married!"

Goten blinked and chuckled as Trunks gave him a grave look.

"All I'm saying is that… maybe you're rushing into things. Goten, you don't really have a good history with girls…"

"Look who's talking! Mr. Date-em-and-leave-em, sometimes during the first date!"

Trunks sighed in relief at the playfulness in his friend's voice.

"Hey, I didn't get almost married…"

"Did too, you proposed."

The lavender haired boy did not like the direction the conversation was taking.

"Not after a year."

"After two. Big deal."

Both young men were serious now, and it dawned upon Trunks that he was the one on the defensive.

"Look, all I'm saying is that maybe you should think it over…"

"Trunks, this isn't Marron that I'm engaged to." (Sorry, can't help but slightly cross over with my other fic! X.x)

This caused Trunks to go overly protective of his past time romance.

"Yeah well, at least I knew I wasn't marrying Paris…!"

A moment too late Trunks realized he made a mistake as all playfulness left Goten's face, and was replaced with a harsh glare.

"What about Paris?"

The year older of the two knew he had to think fast.

"Nothing, all I'm saying is…"

"No nothing! This isn't worrying about me at all, is it? It's about Paris!"

By now Goten was half yelling. Trunks kept his composure, not wanting things to get uglier than they have already gotten.

"Goten, calm down…"

"No, I won't calm down! I can understand you being concerned about me rushing into things. I really appreciate it, even. But this isn't about me! It's about her! What've you got against her, Trunks?!"

There was a tensed silence as Trunks thought it over.

"Goten, she…"

"Trunks, today was supposed to be the happiest day of my life."

The prince looked at his friend with growing sadness and wounded concern.

"I mean, the girl I love said yes. She agreed to be my wife, Trunks! Do you understand it?! After all the girls I've met, I've finally met 'the one'. The one girl I'm willing to give everything for.

'But she's not worthy of you! She's not!'

Trunks's mind screamed, yet the only visible expression of it was a light shiver that shook his entire body. Goten, ins his emotional fit, failed to notice this.

"Trunks, please. Don't tell me that this day's gonna be stained by losing my best friend."

Blue eyes widened in shock, and fear.

"Wha, what?"

Goten sighed sadly, yet remained determined. However, he too began shaking. Rage and hurt were the cause this time.

"I love you… I love you like a brother, Trunks. But I… I love Paris more. Please… can't you just give us you, your blessing?"

Tears began to well up in Goten's eyes. He didn't want to lose Trunks, he really didn't! But he couldn't let his friend get away with talking about the woman he loved like that!

Trunks caught Goten by surprise as he embraced the Son boy, causing Goten to blink. When they broke apart, Goten still blinking, Trunks had a small sad smile on his lips, and tears threatening to fall from his own eyes.

"Trunks?"

But the boy didn't say a word about the matter.

"Tell Pan-chan I enjoyed walking with her."

He began walking away when Goten snapped.

"Oh, Dammit, Trunks! Give me your blessing! Please!"

But all Trunks did was wave as he walked away.

A/N: hm……… 123 reviews. Sounds fair?