Disclaimer: I don't own any of this shit so there you go.

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Goten woke up on the couch. He had taken Jamie to his room and let her sleep there. What woke him up was the smell of bacon. He sat up and rubbed his eyes and then ran his hand through his hair. He felt the roughness of his chin, "Need to shave."

"I don't know. May be good for your rough image. After all, what kind of tough guy," Jamie stepped into sight, "saves a defenseless girl."

Goten stood and stretched. He went to his room and came out a few seconds later. He flopped back down on the couch and started to look through a folder. Jamie walked up behind him and looked over his shoulder. She bent down closer just above Goten's ear, "Looks good, but I could definitely play those."

Goten turned his head to Jamie, "Huh?"

Jamie stood up putting on hand on her hip and extended her hand to Goten, "I'm your base player."

"Since when?"

"Since I always play base for Brad's little pet projects. You obviously don't have a band so I'm offering my services."

Goten smirked, "I see, well I guess we have a deal this time. We're going to the top, and we'll do it together."

Jamie went back to the kitchen. She returned a few seconds later and handed Goten a plate of Bacon and Eggs. Jamie sat down beside him and started to eat, "So, why didn't you wake me up last night?"

"Well, you looked like you had been through a lot last night, so I just thought that maybe you would feel a little safer not being in your apartment all alone."

Jamie blushed slightly, "You're way too sweet for this city Goten. Well, what's and the agenda today?"

Goten picked out about ten songs and looked through them one more time, "Well I'm going to drop these off, what about you?"

"Well, I got my usual gig in the park, want to come?"

"I guess I could."

"You play anything?"

"I used to play guitar a while back. I still us it when I'm writing music."

"Okay then, let's grab it and go and pick up mine."

Goten walked to his room and walked back out with his guitar strapped to his back. He picked up a handful of bacon and shoved it into his mouth. Jamie giggled at this as they walked out the door. They walked down a few doors and Jamie pulled out here key. Goten leaned against the door frame as he waited. Jamie stuck her head out of the room, "You know you can come in."

Goten slowly walked in and looked around. he spotted a few pictures on a wall unit. He walked over and looked at them with his hands in his pockets. They all had Jamie in them. Her with kids of all different ages. Another showed a foster home. "You never said you were an orphan."

"You never asked."

"You mind me asking what happened?"

"My mom died giving birth to me, and my dad just dropped me off at the home. Never heard from him."

"I'm sorry."

Jamie stepped out with the same outfit from the day before, this time though she carried her guitar case with her, "Don't you start that too." She walked out the door leading the way as Goten followed. She hailed a cab when she got outside. They climbed in and Jamie leaned forward to talk with the driver, "Big Bang and please take the quickest way possible. I know how much this trip should cost, so don't try to cheat me." The driver nodded as he pulled off. Jamie sat back and put her hand behind her head as she rested her head on the seat. She turned her head and smiled at Goten, "So, where did dear Bradley meet you?"

"Some club I play at back home." Goten looked out the window and sighed as he watched the sky.

"You miss it don't you?"

"A little."

"You'll get used to it eventually. Unless you're not telling me something about this Marron chic."

"Like what?"

"Like your feelings for her."

"That's kind of personal."

Jamie smirked, "That bad huh." She let out a little laugh as she looked straight ahead again, "Seems to me someone made a big mistake."

Goten looked at her in anger, "Seems to me that it's none of your business."

There was a long period of silence. Jamie was about to say something when the car pulled to a stop, "Big Bang Records, that's 7.50 ma'am."

Jamie gave the driver the money. She looked beside her to see that Goten had already gotten out and was walking to the building. She shook her head and ran to catch up. She caught up right at the door, "Look, I'm sorry okay? It's just you're a nice guy, and I would hate to see you go through some unneeded pain."

Goten looked at her and smiled slightly, "That's okay. I guess I overreacted, it's just that was the exact same thing my family told me before I left."

---In Japan---

Marron stared at the ceiling. Her attitude had gotten drastically different in the past 24 hours. She held a picture of her and Goten in her hands. She sat up and looked through her closet. She found a quick pair of shoes. There was a knock on the door. Marron smiled, "On time as usual." Marron walked to the door and opened it up. There stood her best friend and niece to the man she loved. She picked up her purse and started out the door.

Pan followed her a little slower than usual, "You mean to tell me I am not going to have to drag you out today?"

"New game. Time to get a little aggressive."

"And how you plan on doing that?"

"I have my ways." Marron walked outside of her apartment. She looked around the street and turned back to Pan, "I guess you flew."

"It's the only way to travel."

"Guess I'm driving then." She walked towards her cherry red 2002 Mustang. She pulled out her keys and hit the alarm. She climbed into the drivers seat as Pan climbed into the passengers seat, "Where in the world did you get the money for this car?"

"I have my savings? You would be surprised what kind of money I make."

"How?"

"Oh the fashion impaired of this world. And they all pay me to solve that problem."

"Yeah, and then you pay me to do all the grunt work."

Marron smirked, "You trying to say I should up your pay?"

"Wouldn't hurt anything."

Marron started ot car and drove off. She looked at Pan in the corner of her eye, "Feel like doing a little investigating?"

"What kind?"

"Find where your beloved Uncle lives in New York. Address and everything."

"Why?"

Marron pulled into the bank parking lot, "Cause I need to know where to tell the cab driver to take me." Marron stepped out of the car and walked inside.

Pan looked through the rear view mirror and watched Marron walk towards the entrance, "Time to get a little aggressive." She got out and walked inside. She spotted Marron at on of the window, she walked up. She overheard Marron.

"You heard me right, close the account. I want my money."

Pan crossed her arms, "Sounds like you are planning more than a visit."

Marron smirked, "Well, You know New York could always use one more Fashion Designer."