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Alright. I haven't updated in OVER A YEAR. High school keeps me on my toes, I tell ya. So anyways, it isn't much, but if you liked the story before, I'm sure you'll see a lot more appealing things in these next few chapters. I don't spell like a 4th grader anymore. (Heh, I went back and tried to edit all of my mistakes. I don't have that sort of time.) But anyways, on with the story, folks. Read on. Expect to see more updates!

-SaiyaJinAngel6-
Goten smelled the air as he drifted to the kitchen, head high. "Mmm... what is that heavenly smell?" He asked with a grin. I turned from the cutting board with a large knife. "Just an old recipe from the Moon. You know, whatever I seem to whip up is always good!" I little voice in the back of my head said differently. "Or at least now that I took cooking classes a few months ago. Before then, I could cook Lego's and you couldn't tell the difference in my cooking." "Well whatever it is you're cooking smells good! You better make a lot! Trunks usually has an appetite!" I turned and made a confused glance at Goten. "Are you sure that it's not YOU, with the appetite?" "Um..." "...Goten....?" I eyed him accusingly. "Well I guess I'm a hearty eater, but my mom says that's healthy!" "Not when you eat five times your body weight in food." Karlie stumbled into the living room, hitting a chair and rubbing her eyes. "Goten...? Where are you?"

"In here." Goten replied leaning on the counter. Karlie looked around the room and then at Goten. "The bed is cold. You left me." She growled. "Sorry, I smelled food." I glanced at Karlie, then at Goten. "Goten, what are you wearing?"

"What?" He asked confused. "I mean, it's silky and a nighty... Goten, you're wearing Karlie's clothes." I said disgusted. Goten glanced down and bit his lip. "I knew that this wasn't my T- shirt." Karlie grinned and pointed at Goten. "Silky underwear too? Have you been going through my drawers?" Goten pulled up the nighty to reveal blue satin boxers. "No, these are mine. Pretty sure." I spooned some more pancake batter into the giant skillet. "Mm. Moon cakes." "Moon cakes? What kind of funny crap are you making over there?" Karlie exclaimed. "Just an old recipe my mother taught me when I was little. Hope they turn out." Karlie coughed and grabbed a coconut out of a fruit dish, cracking it on Goten's head then turned and drank the contents inside. Goten stumbled into the kitchen next to me and tried to dip his finger in the batter before I swatted his hand with a hot spatula. "Knock it off, dill weed!!" I shouted. "Shhh...! You'll wake Trunks!" Karlie scolded. I glared at Goten and threw a piece of fruit at him. "You got me in trouble, jerk!" Goten cackled as he ran back to Karlie.

My eyes glanced over at a figure in the hallway moving slowly. I smiled and turned around to greet Trunks. "Morning."

A smile graced his face as he walked into the kitchen. "Good morning." He was wearing his royal blue pajama pants, and nothing else. His large chest, as he says, 'Can't be stuffed into a shirt all night, or I'll just rip it off anyways.' Not that I'm complaining. He slowly approached me and wrapped his arms around my waist, looking over my shoulder. "What are you making?"

I looked over my right shoulder and at Trunks. "Pancakes with lots of syrup, bacon, and toast."

"Oh..." Trunks trailed off and looked at Goten and began mouthing, "DON'T EAT IT"

"I saw that, Trunks..." I hissed.

Trunks laughed sheepishly and nuzzled into my neck with a smile. "I'm kidding. You've been taking those cooking classes right?"

"Right." "OK. We'll live." He grinned.

"Oh gee. Thanks, Trunks." I slumped.

Trunks kissed my cheek softly with a smile then backed away to talk to Goten. "Hey man, lets go outside and wait for them to finish."

"What? Why?" Goten questioned. Trunks rolled his eyes and grabbed Goten's arm, dragging him outside.

I looked behind myself and watched as they left the room. I turned back to the stove and flipped the pancakes. "Can you believe I'm stuck with that for the rest of my natural life?"

Karlie leaned on the island in the middle of the kitchen. "Complaining?"

"Me? Complain about being stuck with Trunks? No way! Look at him!"

"Yeah, I wouldn't be either. He's a great guy."

"And he's a stud." I grinned.

"Ha ha. That too." Karlie paused and tried to listen to Goten and Trunks' conversation, hearing their deep voices from outside. "They're talking about us."

"Let them talk. We're talking about them. Anyways. Do you think I'm doing the right thing?"

"What?"

"Getting married."

"Oh. Most definitely." Karlie shifted her weight onto her left palm. "You guys have been together for what? 4? 5 years?"

"Something like that." I said putting a plate of pancakes on the table.

"Well?" Karlie walked over to the table to stand by me in conversation. Her deep green hair flowed over her shoulders sloppily, but the rest of her was collected and neatly kept. There has always been something about the scar under her eye. It twinkled when light hit it, which was rare because she usually covered her face with her hair. The slightly pink scar was like a slash. Maybe it was a knife wound? When I questioned her about it she said she had had it since she was born. Interestingly enough, she cannot remember receiving it. "Well what?" I asked trying to avoid more questioning.

Karlie walked in front of me, blocking my exit back into the kitchen. "Well do you think you're ready?"

I blushed and walked around her, tending to the food. "Maybe. I don't know. I guess so. I mean, I really wouldn't feel any safer, more loved, cared for, like I do with Trunks than any man I'll ever meet." I paused and looked at Karlie. "I just don't know if this is the right thing. If I'm going to ruin our relationship."

She walked around the counter to face me with a serious face. "Are you in love?"

"Yes..." I replied.

"Do you trust Trunks?"

"Of course!"

"Would you ever see yourself with anyone but him?"

I paused and looked at the silhouette through the window. "No. Never."

Karlie smiled and backed up. "Then it's the right thing to do." She put an arm over my shoulder and pointed at me and then through the door and outside. "I've never seen anyone more in love than you two." I blushed. "The way you walk, the way you hold hands, the way you even say 'good morning' is so dumbfounded with love it's crazy!"

"Really?" I continued to question her to make sure she wasn't leading me on.

"Really." "Trunks-Koi! Goten-Kun! Breakfast is ready!" I hollered through the house. In the blink of an eye, the two were sitting at the table, utensils in hand with smiles on their faces. "Dig in!" I exclaimed. "Tonight we're going home." I smiled softly at Karlie and then at the boys. "Our home."

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"Alright! Everyone get your stuff onto the plane!" I shouted stuffing my cell phone into the breast pocket of my jean jacket. "Pilot says the plane will be ready in about an hour. Maybe longer." I walked slowly up to Trunks and wrapped my arms around him.

He smiled slowly and did the same. "I'm glad we didn't stay here any longer. I was getting home sick." He leaned in slowly, but Goten rammed into his back, forcing his mouth into my forehead. "DAMN IT GOTEN!" Trunks shouted. He turned around quickly to see Goten on his back in the middle of the landing strip. "What the hell are you doing?"

He huffed quickly and sat up. "Karlie is trying to get me to go on a "walk" with her!" He paused and looked around. "Trunks, what exactly happens on a walk?!"

Trunks smiled at his maturing friend. "You need to go find out. Go on a walk."

"But Trunks! I don't think I'm ready for that yet!"

I laughed. "But you're ready to make out in a bathroom?"

"A walk is different! It symbolizes..." He paused and pulled Trunks closer. "Love!" He shook his head and sighed. "And I don't know if I'm ready for that."

Trunks 'hmm'ed'. "Goten, just go on the walk. She likes you. You're a lucky man." I held onto Trunks' torso as he pulled me in closer. "I think you need to go on a walk with her."

"Trunks, we've only known each other for about 4 days!"

"Do you believe in love at first sight?" I asked promptly.

"Yes? I mean no. I... I don't know." He paused as he saw Karlie walking towards him. He stared at her for a moment then looked back at me with a love struck expression. "Yes. I do."

I smiled. "So do I."

"Hey guys!" Karlie stood next to Goten and smiled. "So do you want to go on a walk with me?"

Goten took Karlie's hand in his and nodded. "Yes, I do."

We watched as Goten and Karlie took their last walk together on this little island. Hand in hand.

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The plane ride was longer than getting there, it seemed. The whole plane ride was silent. Everyone was in their own little zone reflecting their time spent in Hawaii. I gained a lot more of my confidence on that short trip. It was worth leaving home for. I think that not having to deal with the hustle and hustle of the big city life was kind of nice, although I wouldn't give up my life for anything.

Trunks leaned into the window and peered out onto the busy city. "Only a few miles left, I bet." He said softly. "I can almost see Capsule Corp."

Karlie nuzzled into Goten's chest. "I wish this trip never ended." She sighed.

"Not me!" Goten said happily.

Karlie glanced up with a scowl. "Why is that?"

Goten laughed sheepishly and looked down at her. "Well, I miss my mom!" He paused. "And her food!"

Everyone let out a great sigh as the pilot came over the intercom. "We are now approaching Hiyru Ming Airport. Please fasten your safety belts and prepare for landing." My stomach dropped as the landing gear fell out of the bottom of the plane. Startling me to say the least.