You Left This: The Musical!

All right, since the original story (a) was perhaps not the most original idea in the world, and (b) got not very many reviews, let's try something new, shall we?

Disclaimers: Some stuff is going to happen, any pair out of Marron, Trunks, Bra, and Goten could get together, break up, who knows. Fact is, you should read it to find out. I'll tell you the whole thing is mostly from Goten's point of view, whether first person or third limited, and so that's who matters here.

Also, I don't own Dragonball Z or any part of it.

Finally, all of these lyrics or lines or whatever you call them are original and done by me.

I hope you enjoy, and please leave a review!

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Overhead.

Slowly.

Four single students sat and sang

All while the sun grew dim

For though the day was Valentine's,

The night belonged to them

Goten.

Upbeat.

The four of us, as I have stated

Stood single on the day we hated

While all the town is decorated

In red and white and pink

And though it may seem kinda hokey,

we got together for a low-key

gath'rin' to sing karaoke

and have a bit to drink

(A daiquiri pour moi)

Trunks is the one with purple hair,

Singing like no one else is there,

I hope he doesn't catch my stare

As he throws around his weight

And this is he for whom I pine

Who sends warm shivers down my spine

I want for him to be all mine

But he can't because he's straight

(SHIT!)

So Marron's next, she's pretty hot:

blonde hair, cute face, a beauty spot,

And though she norm'lly talks a lot,

she's a rather quiet drunk, see?

Though I admit I have not heard

A single, solitary word

To verify my thoughts absurd

I think she wants my Trunks-y!

(Ugh, don't call him that.)

And then there's Bra, smallest in size

With green hair and her brother's eyes

She once was dumb, but now she's wise

And clever and demure.

She's always been "his little sister"

But I can't see how I'd have missed her

's gone on dates and boys have kissed her

And now she's so mature!

(It's ridiculous!)

Well, I'm a sophomore. Marron, too.

Trunks is a junior, through-and-through.

Bra's still in high school, though she's due

To start our school next year.

So now I think you know the band

Enough to sort of understand

So you can start the story and

I'll start another beer.

Trunks grabs a tiny candy heart

out of the dish atop the cart,

And hands to me the work of art

that says "I Love You So"

And later Marron gets one, too

And jealousies, they soon ensue

I say "Oh, man, I've had a few.

I think it's time to go."

And Bra seems sad, but sings away

And Trunks seems sad, but says "OK,

Happy Singles' Awareness Day"

And I smile (although it's lame).

I understand that they weren't real

That that was really no big deal

But you'll excuse me if I feel

some envy all the same.

And so I walk into the streets

Where V-Day booths sell sugar-sweets

And in a tent is where I meets

Some potion-pushing gypsy

My twenty got a potion of

what she claims spirits up above

gave her a recipe for:

Love!

I guess 'cause I was tipsy.

(Ugh)

The song ends.

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Gypsy.

"Now take this vial, but keep in mind,

That in a moon, my friend, you'll find

That you're out on your fat behind

Goten looks at the audience with a cocked eyebrow.

Because the stuff has stopped.

Goten.

"Thank you much, you weird old bat,

But I have got to tell you that

The song is done (and I'm not fat!)

So my line won't rhyme with yours.

Goten walks off.

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