A/N: Chapter 2! LOL I'm working on typing my other new fic, Breaking the Habit, I have it all wrote out but not typed. Am too hyper for Dec. 17 to hurry up and get here. LORD OF THE RINGS! Can't wait!!!!! Anyway, this chapter is longer and the mysterious girl's name is revealed. But that's not all that's a mystery about her...

Disclaimer: See chapter one.

True Love Chapter Two: Keeping It A Secret

A week after the incident with the girl, Goten sat down on a park bench, eating an ice cream cone. A girl sat beside him, drawing in a sketch pad. She looked up, a frown on her face under the glasses she wore. "Not you again. Go away, I'm busy." she said, annoyed. He looked down at her, surprised. Finally, after a few minutes of staring, it dawned on him. "Hey....! You're that girl! You wear glasses? Wow, you can draw. Do you come here often?" he blurted, speaking so fast she could barely comprehend a word of what he said. "Every day. I like to watch the people. Of course you ruined it." she said. "Hey, Goten!" "Hi, Goten!" "Hello, Goten!" a group of girls called; Goten waved. "You seem to have a fan club. Popular?" the girl asked, disgusted. He laughed a little. "Yeah, you could say that. Uh...I don't think you ever told me your name." he said, smiling. "It's Rose." she said. "Rose...nice name. Could I see your sketchbook?" he asked. Reluctantly, she handed it to him. He flipped through, amazed. "Oh! You drew Trunks and I at the beach? Wow!" he cried. "You looked happy. Most of my drawings are dark and sad. I wanted something different for once." she said, embarrassed.

"You look different than you did that day...I doubt Trunks would see it's you. This look suits you more." he said, smiling. "Thanks. It's 4:00...I have to go." she said, standing up. He stood, too. "I'll walk you home." he said. She sighed. "Fine, you'd come anyway, whether I said yes or no." she sighed, annoyed. They came to a big house, with three floors, and she turned to him. "You live here?" Goten asked, surprised. "Yeah." she replied. "Wow! Man, I'm thirsty. It's hot out today." he said. "Come on in. I'll get you something. I don't get company often." she said, defeated. She threw him a cola and took off her glasses, turning on the air conditioning. "This place is awesome! Don't you have any family?" he asked. She gasped, slightly surprised, an sat down on the couch. "No...I don't have a family. It's just me." she said, quiet. Goten frowned. "I'm sorry. That must be hard." he said, sad. She shook her head. "Don't be. It's what I'm used to." she said. Goten embraced her, brushing the hair out of her eyes.

"You don't act it...but you really are a nice person. You put up a shield because you want everyone to stay away...you don't want to hurt. Am I right?" Goten asked, massaging her back. She relaxed, letting her tense muscles calm. "Why don't you tell me a little bit about yourself? Open up...don't be afraid to hold anything back. I'm a good listener." he said, quiet. "Really? Well, then. I can tell you that I lived on the streets until a little over a year ago, and I was nothing like I am now. I was a whore, a slut...I needed the money or I'd have starved to death. Funny thing was...I never once got pregnant. I guess I started drawing when I was about seven, I'd draw horrible things. I'd draw people dying, people screaming, yelling, writhing in pain. All ways to express my emotions. I never had anyone or anything to call my own. So when an organization called Darkness requested me to perform assassinations for a huge sum of money, I couldn't resist. I became a killer, a killer with perfect aim, and that's what you saw on the beach." she began, quiet.

"After awhile I got tired of being used like a toy and killed all the soldiers that tried to stop me from leaving that life. I ran off here, to this city, and changed my name. I bought this house and began to take college courses, because I wanted to make something of myself. I wanted to be someone...whether or not there was someone to share it with or not. I'm a better person now...more peaceful." she finished. "Sad...some people's lives. But not yours. You're...perfect." Goten said, pulling her to him and kissing her passionately. She let him, confused as to why he made her feel so...happy. She smiled in his arms, comfortable. "I think...I love you. No matter how much I want to deny it...I really love you. And I don't even know you...not really." she laughed. "You'll get to know me a lot in these next couple of months my Rose lily. I'd like to spend the rest of my life with someone like you. I've dated plenty of girls and I've never felt anything like this with any of them." he replied.

"There's a rumor going around that you have a new girlfriend. Is it true, Goten?" Trunks asked, a few weeks later. He smiled mischievously. "Maybe." he said. "Well who is it?" Trunks asked. "Her name is Traci...and you'll get to meet her when I'm ready to introduce her to you." Goten explained. "Are you serious about this one, Goten? Or are you just fooling around to get some like you do all the others?" Trunks asked, a little surprised. "Trunks, we've been dating for three weeks and I still haven't even tried to sleep with her. Does that tell you anything?" Goten sighed. Trunks' eyes widened. "Really? Wow. You really are serious. Well, I can't wait to meet her." he laughed. "She's nice...and I think she's pretty, too. Though she's not my usual type. But we understand each other so well...it's like we've always known each other. And she's smart, too. She's got a college degree and she's only sixteen. She turned sixteen a week ago." Goten said, smiling. "Wow...does she have a job?" Trunks asked, impressed. "No, but she's looking for a teaching job. She loves kids, and she loves to have an audience. You'll love her." Goten told him.

A/N: So how did you like this one? I didn't know exactly where to end it until I read what was coming up in the next paragraph, and then I decided I should save it for the first thing next chapter. Why is Goten keeping his girl such a secret? Is he afraid he'll lose her? LOL R&R please, I'd really appreciate it.