Who Do You Love More
Chapter 7: I'm Dancing Her Dance
-----------------Capsule Corp-----------------
"Pan, look..." Trunks started with a drop of sweat coming down his cheek.
He was scared. His whole body was shaking. He was sweating everywhere. What do I say? He thought to himself. I wish there was an easy way out of this!
Just then, Edd walked in with a sly look on his face.
BINGO! There was his ticket out of this mess...for now.
"Edd? What could you possibly want?" Trunks happily asked.
Edd walked over to Trunks leaning on his shoulder. He look at Pan for a few moments wondering what the heck she was doing here then turned a smile to Trunks. "Whats up?"
"Hey! Edd! How about we take this to my office? Hm?" Trunks said quickly louring him to the elevator. He then turned back. "I'll catch up with you later, Pan."
They finally reached the elevator. Trunks leaned back aside the window, exauhsted. He looked outside. It was raining. He was wondering what Edd wanted, but he had a good guess. Probably something about getting a girls number. Man, If Bulma didn't higher Edd, he would have fired him a long time ago.
They reached the office and buzzed themselves in through Trunks' Capsulcorp ID. Trunks reached his desk chair and look at his desk, or what was left of it. His desk was filled with papers that he had forgo to fill out this morning.
"What do you need, Edd?" Trunks asked with a disgusted look on his face.
"Now Trunks. You know we're best budies, right?" Edd asked sympitheticaly.
"No." Trunks said with now emotion. He rubbed his nose, waiting for Edd to countinue his lies.
"Okay, well...can you help a brother out?"
"I would but I don't have a brother." Trunks laughed at his smart remark. He didn't really think he should be laughing at all. Not after what went down.
"Hah. Hah. Hah. Funny." Edd shot out sarcasticly. "Listen, I need to know if you have Sandra's phone number. I want to call her and tell her how I feel."
"What! I'm not giving you her phone number. Ask her yourself tomorrow." Trunks said snorting at the thought.
"Man. What is your deal? I just want a girlfriend and when I mention this chick, you always flip out on me like it's a crime or something. Great Kami! It's almost as if you have feelings for her or something."
"Shut up. You don't know how I feel about anyone! You're the one having mixed up feelings about every girl you date!" Trunks added, with anger.
"Yo, man. I wasn't trying to make you angry or nothing! What's ticking you off anyway?" Edd asked trying to sound concrened.
"Nothing. Let's just go back downstairs." Trunks said.
"All right then..."
---------------------Downstairs-----------------
"Edd. Go back to your station! You should be fileing papers." Trunks said getting his "boss" mode back.
"Sir! Yes Sir!" Edd said hopping back to his office.
"Now to finish what I started with Pan..."
Trunks walked to the area where he last saw Pan. But to his suprise, the black haired girl wasn't there. Well, Trunks wasn't really suprised. After the way he ignored her, he had to have known she was going to leave. Maybe that was his plan.
----In the streets of West City----
Sandra walked past several houses, trying to whipe her memory of Trunks away. But the more she tried, the more she fell in love with him and started to break down.
"Why did I ever think we could be together?" Sandra asked herself whiping away her tears.
Sandra took out her cell phone and dialed a number. "Maybe I should call Goten. He'll cheer me up."
Dial Tone
"Yeah. This is Goten. Who is speaking?"
"Hey Goten. This...this...is...this is Sand-dra." Sandra said, gasping for air with every word.
"What's up, babe?" Goten asked smiling.
Babe had been the nickname Goten had chose for her when she was little.
"No-nothing much, d-d-dude..." Sandra started sniffling.
"Whoa. What;s wrong? You don't sound like you're doing too good."
"Goten...could I come to your house and talk about it?" Sandra started to break down again. This time, pools of tears ran from her eyes.
"Yeah...yeah! Of course!" Goten replied in a worried voice. "Man, what could be wrong with here? Did somebody die?" Goten wondered as he snagged a bag of patatoe chips from under his bed and snacked on them.
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"I'ts just plain and simple to see! Trunks likes Sandra more than me! I mean, who could blame him? She's older, more feminin, and I'm a small tomboy who's flat chested. Urgh! It's not fair! I hate being little!" Pan exclaimed. She seemed to be beating herself up for everthing she thinks is wrong about herself.
Pan landed at her house. With heavey tears flowing down her cheeks, she headed for the inside.
-----In Goten's house----
Ding Dong
"I'll get it!" Goten yelled running downstairs to answer the door. "Hey, Sandy. Whoa! You're soaked."
"I know." Sandra was whiping her face and pushing her hair back into a ponytail.
Goten grabbed her arm and walked her upstairs.
---In Gotens Room---
"Sorry for the mess. If I knew you were coming a little earlier, I would have cleaned it." Goten laughed.
He escorted Sandra to his bed. "Feel free to lay down if you want."
"My mom was right. I wasn't ready to have a relationship. I wasn't ready for anything! I may think I am, nut I'm just not." Sandra said.
"Could you rewind? I missed the part when you told me what happened." Goten said scratching behind his ear.
Sandra sat up and scooted over near Goten. Goten's cheeks turned red. She rested her head on his shoulder and whispered "Thankyou for being my friend".
The cool smoothe sound of Sandra's whisper made Goten shiver. It was in a good way though. He kind of like the feeling, though he didn't know why he was having it. Sandra then got up and sat open legged face-to face on Gotens lap.
"Hey...erm...what happened to you exactly?" Goten asked trying to ignore Sandras soaked tight shirt.
"It's nothing. I'm happy now. There's nothing to worry about." Sandra said.
Gotens eyes shut and slowy opened. It was that whisper. What was it about that whisper that made Goten want to do the un thinkable? Goten felt Sandra's hands slowly going up his back. And he felt her lips going toward his cheeks. He knew he should stop her, because, well, doing this kind of stuff to your best friend was considered mutany in his book. But he didn't. The feeling felt...good.
Soon their lips finally touched eachothers. Sandra pushed Goten on the bed, moaning with every kiss.
Why did Sandra suddenly dump one boy and got after his bestfriend? What was she thinking?
Read and Review and you'll find out on the next chapter.