It Never Ends
C-8
As The World Turns...
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Bulma woke and was surprised to see her husband still sleeping. She wasn't about to wake him, but she could hear Benot and Legen arguing in the hall and that would wake him if they got any louder. She quickly threw on a robe and rushed into the hall.
"Let mom sleep!" Legen said blocking his brother from entering her room.
"But I'm hungry!" Benot whined! "I need food and who is going to make our lunch? We have to wake mom up!"
"Easy boys," Bulma sighed. "I can make you breakfast and you lunches."
"But mom's cooking tastes better than yours!" Benot said. "I don't want to get sick!"
Legen covered his mouth to stifle a laugh and backed a little bit away from his brother.
Bulma glared at the boy. Fear was creeping into his face now that he realized what he just said.
"Sorry Oma. I..." Benot stammered. He gulped. He knew he was in trouble now. Legen was still trying to stop himself from laughing. "I'm sorry. I mean. Mom makes the best pancakes. I just wanted to have her pancakes and..."
"You WILL eat what I cook for YOU and YOU will enjoy it!" Bulma snapped at the boy.
Benot cringed. "Yes Oma."
"Downstairs and let everyone else sleep," She said. "I will be down in five."
"Yes Oma," Benot said and slowly began to shuffle down to the kitchen. She snorted and turned back into her own bedroom in which she had planned on getting dressed to feed the inconsiderate children! She heard them muttering to each other as they went downstairs and then they started to insult each other.
Boys.
As she reentered her bedroom to see Vegeta sitting on the bed with an amused crooked smile on his face.
"What?" she snapped at him.
"The boy does have a point," he said and that smile crept a little wider.
She threw the nearest thing she could at him.
......
Gohan was surprised at the flowers that totally covered the kitchen table. "Videl?"
"Oh, Hi honey. Your home a little early today," she said as she walked around the forest of flowers on the table.
"What is all this about?" He said.
"They are for Pan. It looks like she has finally got a boyfriend," Videl smiled. "Or at least an admirer. I think after the bad day that she had yesterday, this should cheer her up!"
"Who are they from?" Gohan asked. He didn't know that his little girl was even interested in anyone. He thought she was to busy at school.
Videl shrugged.
....
Gohan stared at the card that was stuck in some roses. Videl had already slapped his hand and told him that it wasn't for him to open. He would have to wait until Pan came home to find out who her suitor was.
Suitor.
He didn't know if he like that idea. His little tomboy had grown into a woman and he was a little shocked sometimes, especially when she wore a dress. She didn't wear them very often, but she would wear the odd skirt now and she worried about her hair and wore makeup. He blamed Bra's influence on her for that. He was happy with his little fighter.
The card was calling him. Who was it? Who was trying to court his little girl?
Goten entered the kitchen. "Woah! Gohan! Did you do something wrong?"
"What?"
"Why did you buy all these flowers for Videl?"
"I didn't buy them for Videl." Gohan said.
"Then who did?" Goten said plucking the card from in front of him. He grabbed the card back and placed it back in the roses.
"They are for Pan!" He said. "I don't know who sent them to her!"
Goten looked at the roses and lily's, "Who ever he is, he must have a lot of money. This must have cost a fortune. Hey, want to go spar? I'm itching for a fight." He flexed his arms. "Trunks is to busy and...well, I am not really that welcome over at the Brief's household right now."
Gohan sighed. He nodded. Anything to get his mind off the fact that there was someone that was courting his little girl.
....
Junior was disappointed to see that his sister had removed her cast. She did tensor her arm and held it to her belly, but there was no way, the bone could have been healed that well yet. She wasn't wearing her battle armor that she liked to train in, but a baggy sweat suit that had seen better days. Vegeta was no where in sight. Well, at least she wasn't training too hard.
She stopped her kicks against the pole and nodded to him.
He frowned. "What happened to your cast?"
"It was bothering me," she said. "I removed it."
He really wished he could understand his sister. She gave him a half smile. She rolled her shoulders and walked up to him. "Your not going to get upset over that are you?"
He sighed. "Your arm won't heal right..."
"It will," she said. "I know how to take care of myself. I always have." She walked towards him and looped her good arm in his. "Haven't I?"
He looked down at his 'little' sister. She was so much stronger than him in so many ways. She was always his protector. Always. He felt that he owed her so much. He leaned against her. She was so tiny but it was comforting at the same time. He never knew his mother and she was all that he had. She raised him mostly by herself. Father wasn't there much in the beginning. He didn't know why for the longest time. He thought his father didn't love him. Soyna told him not to worry about that, he loved him, he just remembers their mother all to clearly and it hurts him so badly that she is gone. He didn't realize until they came to this time, that it wasn't him his father ran from, it was her. Because of how much she looked like mother.
"Yeah. You have," he said. "You have been taking it easy haven't you?"
"I didn't even spar with Vegeta today. Plus Bulma had other plans for him. I guess he really pissed her off this morning," Soyna grinned. "He was forced to go shopping."
He smiled at that. Vegeta hated shopping. He was going to be grumpy when he got home and it would be wise to stay out of his way, but it was still humorous thought.
They walked to the house and she started the meal. Something that she really didn't do that often any more. She usually was so busy training that she wouldn't realize what time it was until the boys would announce that they were home from school.
He helped her as they worked on the meal together. She sure was in a good mood. He was a little concerned, from going from a fury to this calm state was quite confusing. She usually took a while to totally calm down.
She must have noticed his concerned looks.
"I had a talk with Trunks last night," she said as she stirred some sauce.
He stopped and stared at her. "What about?" He couldn't help but tense up. He had been trying to get her to be civilized to him since he arrived and now she talks to him? After the secret that they kept from them!
She shrugged. "I'm not mad at him anymore. I forgave him."
"WHAT!"
She looked at him with an amused look on her face. She almost looked like she was going to laugh. She said simply. "I think you should try to talk to Goten."
Goten.
How could he not be mad at Goten? They had become such good friends. He was beginning to consider him his best friend. How could he just forgive him? How could his sister? She just didn't fold like that! She could be mad at someone forever!
"Trunks told him not to tell. He was just trying to protect me," she said. She took the knife that he had been dicing an onion with from his hand. "I saw a bit of my father in him yesterday."
"But..."
""I know you miss Goten. You two spent a lot of time studying together," she said.
"But..."
"I'm supposed to be the stubborn one!" she said slapping the knife on the table. He jumped slightly at the noise. His sister's eyes were boring into him. She usually saved that look for when he screwed something up. He used to get that look when he was younger.
"Ah..." he gasped. Forgive Goten? Could he? He did miss their study sessions. He didn't realize how much he did enjoy sitting in the Son's living room, surrounded by books, watching him pulling at his hair over a problem or asking how he should word the essay. He even missed the few sparing sessions that they had the every odd week. He wasn't much of a fighter but Goten didn't seem to mind, he just wanted to stretch his muscles for a bit. Then there were the odd times when he would get to see Pan pound her uncle into the ground. It seemed that he let her sometimes and then others, he struggled to defeat her.
The scar on his throat that he kept hidden. The same scar that Soyna had on her arm, the scar from Krad's whip. The same poison infected them all, the same poison that killed their father. He helped keep it a secret. He knew how much he dreaded the come of Krad. He knew.
"I can't," he said and looked at the floor.
She sighed. "Well, will you hurry up and beat him up then! It will certainly make you feel better then," she snapped. "I hate it when you mope around!"
He looked at her startled. It took him awhile to find words but as he was about to speak Benot bounded into the kitchen. "YEAH! Mom is cooking dinner! I am starving! We won't have to eat Oma's cooking!"
.............
Pan could feel that Gohan and Goten were sparing. That was unusual for a Thursday, but she figured that Gohan must have had a hard day at the school. She herself was hoping to spar with Goten. School was hard today. She was so tired. She hadn't slept well the night before. She had a hard time staying awake in a few classes and screwed up her lab. She ended up staying late to redo the lab, so she wouldn't loose any marks.
She was definitely hungry.
She walked into the kitchen and was shocked to see the table full of flowers. Did dad do something wrong? Why would he buy mom so many flowers?
She sniffed them. They were so beautiful. "Mom?" she called.
She saw her mom in the living room, reading a book. She glanced at the clock on the wall. "Pan. You are late? Did something go wrong today?"
"I screwed up in class and had to stay late to fix it? Why all the flowers?" she asked.
"There for you dear. I don't know who they are from," Videl said with a smile. "I didn't open the card."
She looked at the huge amount of flowers. For her? Who would send her so many flowers? She didn't know anyone at school that had a crush on her. Hell, she tended to scare off all the boys. Who?
"Why don't you go open the card Pan," Videl said.
Pan dumbly walked into the kitchen and plucked the plain white envelope out of the flowers and opened it.
She was very aware of her mother's eyes on her.
The note was from Trunks. She just about crumpled it right there but she read it anyway, just so she wouldn't disappoint her mother who was looking at her with eager eyes. She probably thought it was from a boyfriend. It couldn't hurt for her to have that illusion for a little while.
I am so sorry Pan. So, so sorry. I know the flowers will never really
make up for what I did and said. I was being stubborn and foolish
through this whole thing. I'm sorry. Maybe we can talk over lunch
Friday. Please forgive me Pan. I am sorry. I truly am. I will make
up for all of my foolish actions that I did that day. I am sorry.
forgive me. I promise that I will be more understanding of your
friendship with Junior. I know it was foolish of me. I even heard him
talking about that blond the other day. I don't know why I
would even accuse you of that. You are not one to hide anything, why
would you hide your relationship?
Please show up to lunch of Friday. I will be waiting at our usual
restaurant.
Trunks
p.s. I hope the flowers help a little.
She resisted the urge to crumple the note. She was too tired to be mad at him any more.
"Who are they from dear?"
She looked at her mother who had that glassy eyed look on her face.
She folded the letter and put in her pocket. "No one important mom."
She didn't like seeing her mother give her that crushed look. "I'm rather hungry mom. Where are we going to eat?"
.............
Gohan felt Pan come home. He wanted to know who was sending her flowers, but Goten kept coming at him, and he wasn't about to let his little brother win. He did have that much pride in him.
It wasn't until he Goten took too long to get off the ground that he allowed himself to power down. "I think that's it," he announced to his brother and offered his hand to help him up.
Goten just nodded under his mop of hair and then laid down on the lawn. "I think I will catch my breath. Right. Here."
Gohan shook his head and then went to more pressing matters.
The flowers were now spread throughout the living room. Videl and Pan were at the kitchen table. Pan was eating and Videl was talking.
He looked at the two most important women in his life. "So. Who are the flowers from?"
Videl shrugged.
"No one important," Pan mumbled with a mouth full of food.
'No one important?' he thought. His whole house smelled of lily's and roses and it was no on important? It made him feel better at the same time though. His little girl was not having a romance behind his back. She would set the guy straight next time that she saw him. He smiled and left the room. That was one thing that he did not have to worry about for a long time to come yet.
.............
Goten closed his eyes for a bit on the lawn. It was a nice evening. He hadn't spared with Gohan in a long while and it felt good to get a good fight but at the same time, he always felt weak fighting his brother. He could always find that next bit of energy from somewhere. He didn't have that ability. At one time, he thought he could have beat him. At one time. He knew that he trained more that him, but Gohan was just... good.
He opened his eyes to see the blue ones of his nephew peering down at him. "Are you okay uncle Goten?" he asked. He looked so much like Videl.
"Just resting kid," he said but really didn't have that much of a will to move.
"You sure?" he said.
"Yeah. I just lost to your dad. That's all," he said.
Fry sat down beside him. "Why were you fighting?"
"We weren't. We were just sparring. Needed to let out steam and I lost," he said.
"Oh," he said. He seemed to have a look of contemplation on his face. "What are you upset about?"
"I just lost my best friend," Goten said. It hurt just to say it. Yeah, Junior had become his best friend. He was more than someone to help him with his homework.
"Oh. I know what that is like. Last year one of my best friends moved away. He always had the best video games," Fry sighed.
"It's something like that," Goten said.
"So, Junior won't be coming over for a while then, huh?" he said.
"No." Goten said. "I don't think so. He won't accept my apology."
"Oh," Fry said. "Soyna was pretty mad to, huh?"
"Yeah. She was," Goten said. He shuttered slightly. She was always cold towards him, but he never got the look Trunks did until that day by the pool.
"She wasn't to bad yesterday. She was calm and everything," Fry said.
"That's good news," Goten sighed.
"How mad do you think she was?"
"Very."
He sighed. "Do you think that she would take us to the fair?"
Goten sat up then and looked at his nephew. There was a fair in town. He thought he had heard Gohan yelling at him about the glue incident the other night and Fry had gone crying to his room about it. Plus, why would they want Soyna to take them? She wasn't like she was a fair type person to him. He knew that she was good to her boys, but she really didn't seem like the type of person that played with them.
Fry bit his lip and did the big-eyed-plea to him. "Do you think?"
"I think that is up to Gohan," Goten said.
He sighed, his shoulders slumping. "I thought you would say that."
Goten shook his head. "Let's go in and talk to Gohan. He may be in a better mood after beating me up."
"You think?" Fry said suddenly cheerful.
"Let's go try."
.............
Junior sat across the room from him again in class. Goten could tell that he hadn't slept much. He kept rubbing his eyes under his dark glasses. He wasn't going to bother him today, he had planned to stay out of his way and leave him alone to his own thoughts. He had so much other stuff to worry about.
But he found himself moving his books and sitting next to him.
Junior gave him a glare that made him look so much like Vegeta. It was scary. He hated it when he did that.
"Junior..." he began.
"I am NOT talking to YOU!" He snapped. Very Vegeta like. Very.
"You can't ignore me forever!" Goten snapped back. "I said I was sorry. Do I have to beg!"
"Nothing you could do, would make me forgive you," He growled and stood. Goten wasn't going to let him run away this time. Not at all! He grabbed his arm.
He pulled sharply away. "You can't avoid me forever!" Goten was very aware of the looks of his fellow classmates. They all knew that they had a fight about something. The two people that were inseparable were at each other's throats. They had tried to figure out what was wrong between the two former friends but everyone figured it was a girl.
"Watch me!" Junior said. He turned to leave.
Goten jumped over the desk, knocking it over and then grabbed his arm again. He didn't expect Junior to throw the first punch, but the fight was on.
The first class of the day had a brawl.
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A.N..... Turning into a regular soap opera, isn't it? Hope you are all still enjoying it. (HINT HINT REVIEW ME!! INPUT PEOPLE INPUT)
Will Pan show up for lunch with Trunks?
What did Soyna and Trunks talk about?
How will Goten and Junior's fight turn out?
Will the boys get to go the fair and who will take them?
What about this glue incident?
When will the promised romance start?
Stay tuned.
Soyna
C-8
As The World Turns...
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Bulma woke and was surprised to see her husband still sleeping. She wasn't about to wake him, but she could hear Benot and Legen arguing in the hall and that would wake him if they got any louder. She quickly threw on a robe and rushed into the hall.
"Let mom sleep!" Legen said blocking his brother from entering her room.
"But I'm hungry!" Benot whined! "I need food and who is going to make our lunch? We have to wake mom up!"
"Easy boys," Bulma sighed. "I can make you breakfast and you lunches."
"But mom's cooking tastes better than yours!" Benot said. "I don't want to get sick!"
Legen covered his mouth to stifle a laugh and backed a little bit away from his brother.
Bulma glared at the boy. Fear was creeping into his face now that he realized what he just said.
"Sorry Oma. I..." Benot stammered. He gulped. He knew he was in trouble now. Legen was still trying to stop himself from laughing. "I'm sorry. I mean. Mom makes the best pancakes. I just wanted to have her pancakes and..."
"You WILL eat what I cook for YOU and YOU will enjoy it!" Bulma snapped at the boy.
Benot cringed. "Yes Oma."
"Downstairs and let everyone else sleep," She said. "I will be down in five."
"Yes Oma," Benot said and slowly began to shuffle down to the kitchen. She snorted and turned back into her own bedroom in which she had planned on getting dressed to feed the inconsiderate children! She heard them muttering to each other as they went downstairs and then they started to insult each other.
Boys.
As she reentered her bedroom to see Vegeta sitting on the bed with an amused crooked smile on his face.
"What?" she snapped at him.
"The boy does have a point," he said and that smile crept a little wider.
She threw the nearest thing she could at him.
......
Gohan was surprised at the flowers that totally covered the kitchen table. "Videl?"
"Oh, Hi honey. Your home a little early today," she said as she walked around the forest of flowers on the table.
"What is all this about?" He said.
"They are for Pan. It looks like she has finally got a boyfriend," Videl smiled. "Or at least an admirer. I think after the bad day that she had yesterday, this should cheer her up!"
"Who are they from?" Gohan asked. He didn't know that his little girl was even interested in anyone. He thought she was to busy at school.
Videl shrugged.
....
Gohan stared at the card that was stuck in some roses. Videl had already slapped his hand and told him that it wasn't for him to open. He would have to wait until Pan came home to find out who her suitor was.
Suitor.
He didn't know if he like that idea. His little tomboy had grown into a woman and he was a little shocked sometimes, especially when she wore a dress. She didn't wear them very often, but she would wear the odd skirt now and she worried about her hair and wore makeup. He blamed Bra's influence on her for that. He was happy with his little fighter.
The card was calling him. Who was it? Who was trying to court his little girl?
Goten entered the kitchen. "Woah! Gohan! Did you do something wrong?"
"What?"
"Why did you buy all these flowers for Videl?"
"I didn't buy them for Videl." Gohan said.
"Then who did?" Goten said plucking the card from in front of him. He grabbed the card back and placed it back in the roses.
"They are for Pan!" He said. "I don't know who sent them to her!"
Goten looked at the roses and lily's, "Who ever he is, he must have a lot of money. This must have cost a fortune. Hey, want to go spar? I'm itching for a fight." He flexed his arms. "Trunks is to busy and...well, I am not really that welcome over at the Brief's household right now."
Gohan sighed. He nodded. Anything to get his mind off the fact that there was someone that was courting his little girl.
....
Junior was disappointed to see that his sister had removed her cast. She did tensor her arm and held it to her belly, but there was no way, the bone could have been healed that well yet. She wasn't wearing her battle armor that she liked to train in, but a baggy sweat suit that had seen better days. Vegeta was no where in sight. Well, at least she wasn't training too hard.
She stopped her kicks against the pole and nodded to him.
He frowned. "What happened to your cast?"
"It was bothering me," she said. "I removed it."
He really wished he could understand his sister. She gave him a half smile. She rolled her shoulders and walked up to him. "Your not going to get upset over that are you?"
He sighed. "Your arm won't heal right..."
"It will," she said. "I know how to take care of myself. I always have." She walked towards him and looped her good arm in his. "Haven't I?"
He looked down at his 'little' sister. She was so much stronger than him in so many ways. She was always his protector. Always. He felt that he owed her so much. He leaned against her. She was so tiny but it was comforting at the same time. He never knew his mother and she was all that he had. She raised him mostly by herself. Father wasn't there much in the beginning. He didn't know why for the longest time. He thought his father didn't love him. Soyna told him not to worry about that, he loved him, he just remembers their mother all to clearly and it hurts him so badly that she is gone. He didn't realize until they came to this time, that it wasn't him his father ran from, it was her. Because of how much she looked like mother.
"Yeah. You have," he said. "You have been taking it easy haven't you?"
"I didn't even spar with Vegeta today. Plus Bulma had other plans for him. I guess he really pissed her off this morning," Soyna grinned. "He was forced to go shopping."
He smiled at that. Vegeta hated shopping. He was going to be grumpy when he got home and it would be wise to stay out of his way, but it was still humorous thought.
They walked to the house and she started the meal. Something that she really didn't do that often any more. She usually was so busy training that she wouldn't realize what time it was until the boys would announce that they were home from school.
He helped her as they worked on the meal together. She sure was in a good mood. He was a little concerned, from going from a fury to this calm state was quite confusing. She usually took a while to totally calm down.
She must have noticed his concerned looks.
"I had a talk with Trunks last night," she said as she stirred some sauce.
He stopped and stared at her. "What about?" He couldn't help but tense up. He had been trying to get her to be civilized to him since he arrived and now she talks to him? After the secret that they kept from them!
She shrugged. "I'm not mad at him anymore. I forgave him."
"WHAT!"
She looked at him with an amused look on her face. She almost looked like she was going to laugh. She said simply. "I think you should try to talk to Goten."
Goten.
How could he not be mad at Goten? They had become such good friends. He was beginning to consider him his best friend. How could he just forgive him? How could his sister? She just didn't fold like that! She could be mad at someone forever!
"Trunks told him not to tell. He was just trying to protect me," she said. She took the knife that he had been dicing an onion with from his hand. "I saw a bit of my father in him yesterday."
"But..."
""I know you miss Goten. You two spent a lot of time studying together," she said.
"But..."
"I'm supposed to be the stubborn one!" she said slapping the knife on the table. He jumped slightly at the noise. His sister's eyes were boring into him. She usually saved that look for when he screwed something up. He used to get that look when he was younger.
"Ah..." he gasped. Forgive Goten? Could he? He did miss their study sessions. He didn't realize how much he did enjoy sitting in the Son's living room, surrounded by books, watching him pulling at his hair over a problem or asking how he should word the essay. He even missed the few sparing sessions that they had the every odd week. He wasn't much of a fighter but Goten didn't seem to mind, he just wanted to stretch his muscles for a bit. Then there were the odd times when he would get to see Pan pound her uncle into the ground. It seemed that he let her sometimes and then others, he struggled to defeat her.
The scar on his throat that he kept hidden. The same scar that Soyna had on her arm, the scar from Krad's whip. The same poison infected them all, the same poison that killed their father. He helped keep it a secret. He knew how much he dreaded the come of Krad. He knew.
"I can't," he said and looked at the floor.
She sighed. "Well, will you hurry up and beat him up then! It will certainly make you feel better then," she snapped. "I hate it when you mope around!"
He looked at her startled. It took him awhile to find words but as he was about to speak Benot bounded into the kitchen. "YEAH! Mom is cooking dinner! I am starving! We won't have to eat Oma's cooking!"
.............
Pan could feel that Gohan and Goten were sparing. That was unusual for a Thursday, but she figured that Gohan must have had a hard day at the school. She herself was hoping to spar with Goten. School was hard today. She was so tired. She hadn't slept well the night before. She had a hard time staying awake in a few classes and screwed up her lab. She ended up staying late to redo the lab, so she wouldn't loose any marks.
She was definitely hungry.
She walked into the kitchen and was shocked to see the table full of flowers. Did dad do something wrong? Why would he buy mom so many flowers?
She sniffed them. They were so beautiful. "Mom?" she called.
She saw her mom in the living room, reading a book. She glanced at the clock on the wall. "Pan. You are late? Did something go wrong today?"
"I screwed up in class and had to stay late to fix it? Why all the flowers?" she asked.
"There for you dear. I don't know who they are from," Videl said with a smile. "I didn't open the card."
She looked at the huge amount of flowers. For her? Who would send her so many flowers? She didn't know anyone at school that had a crush on her. Hell, she tended to scare off all the boys. Who?
"Why don't you go open the card Pan," Videl said.
Pan dumbly walked into the kitchen and plucked the plain white envelope out of the flowers and opened it.
She was very aware of her mother's eyes on her.
The note was from Trunks. She just about crumpled it right there but she read it anyway, just so she wouldn't disappoint her mother who was looking at her with eager eyes. She probably thought it was from a boyfriend. It couldn't hurt for her to have that illusion for a little while.
I am so sorry Pan. So, so sorry. I know the flowers will never really
make up for what I did and said. I was being stubborn and foolish
through this whole thing. I'm sorry. Maybe we can talk over lunch
Friday. Please forgive me Pan. I am sorry. I truly am. I will make
up for all of my foolish actions that I did that day. I am sorry.
forgive me. I promise that I will be more understanding of your
friendship with Junior. I know it was foolish of me. I even heard him
talking about that blond the other day. I don't know why I
would even accuse you of that. You are not one to hide anything, why
would you hide your relationship?
Please show up to lunch of Friday. I will be waiting at our usual
restaurant.
Trunks
p.s. I hope the flowers help a little.
She resisted the urge to crumple the note. She was too tired to be mad at him any more.
"Who are they from dear?"
She looked at her mother who had that glassy eyed look on her face.
She folded the letter and put in her pocket. "No one important mom."
She didn't like seeing her mother give her that crushed look. "I'm rather hungry mom. Where are we going to eat?"
.............
Gohan felt Pan come home. He wanted to know who was sending her flowers, but Goten kept coming at him, and he wasn't about to let his little brother win. He did have that much pride in him.
It wasn't until he Goten took too long to get off the ground that he allowed himself to power down. "I think that's it," he announced to his brother and offered his hand to help him up.
Goten just nodded under his mop of hair and then laid down on the lawn. "I think I will catch my breath. Right. Here."
Gohan shook his head and then went to more pressing matters.
The flowers were now spread throughout the living room. Videl and Pan were at the kitchen table. Pan was eating and Videl was talking.
He looked at the two most important women in his life. "So. Who are the flowers from?"
Videl shrugged.
"No one important," Pan mumbled with a mouth full of food.
'No one important?' he thought. His whole house smelled of lily's and roses and it was no on important? It made him feel better at the same time though. His little girl was not having a romance behind his back. She would set the guy straight next time that she saw him. He smiled and left the room. That was one thing that he did not have to worry about for a long time to come yet.
.............
Goten closed his eyes for a bit on the lawn. It was a nice evening. He hadn't spared with Gohan in a long while and it felt good to get a good fight but at the same time, he always felt weak fighting his brother. He could always find that next bit of energy from somewhere. He didn't have that ability. At one time, he thought he could have beat him. At one time. He knew that he trained more that him, but Gohan was just... good.
He opened his eyes to see the blue ones of his nephew peering down at him. "Are you okay uncle Goten?" he asked. He looked so much like Videl.
"Just resting kid," he said but really didn't have that much of a will to move.
"You sure?" he said.
"Yeah. I just lost to your dad. That's all," he said.
Fry sat down beside him. "Why were you fighting?"
"We weren't. We were just sparring. Needed to let out steam and I lost," he said.
"Oh," he said. He seemed to have a look of contemplation on his face. "What are you upset about?"
"I just lost my best friend," Goten said. It hurt just to say it. Yeah, Junior had become his best friend. He was more than someone to help him with his homework.
"Oh. I know what that is like. Last year one of my best friends moved away. He always had the best video games," Fry sighed.
"It's something like that," Goten said.
"So, Junior won't be coming over for a while then, huh?" he said.
"No." Goten said. "I don't think so. He won't accept my apology."
"Oh," Fry said. "Soyna was pretty mad to, huh?"
"Yeah. She was," Goten said. He shuttered slightly. She was always cold towards him, but he never got the look Trunks did until that day by the pool.
"She wasn't to bad yesterday. She was calm and everything," Fry said.
"That's good news," Goten sighed.
"How mad do you think she was?"
"Very."
He sighed. "Do you think that she would take us to the fair?"
Goten sat up then and looked at his nephew. There was a fair in town. He thought he had heard Gohan yelling at him about the glue incident the other night and Fry had gone crying to his room about it. Plus, why would they want Soyna to take them? She wasn't like she was a fair type person to him. He knew that she was good to her boys, but she really didn't seem like the type of person that played with them.
Fry bit his lip and did the big-eyed-plea to him. "Do you think?"
"I think that is up to Gohan," Goten said.
He sighed, his shoulders slumping. "I thought you would say that."
Goten shook his head. "Let's go in and talk to Gohan. He may be in a better mood after beating me up."
"You think?" Fry said suddenly cheerful.
"Let's go try."
.............
Junior sat across the room from him again in class. Goten could tell that he hadn't slept much. He kept rubbing his eyes under his dark glasses. He wasn't going to bother him today, he had planned to stay out of his way and leave him alone to his own thoughts. He had so much other stuff to worry about.
But he found himself moving his books and sitting next to him.
Junior gave him a glare that made him look so much like Vegeta. It was scary. He hated it when he did that.
"Junior..." he began.
"I am NOT talking to YOU!" He snapped. Very Vegeta like. Very.
"You can't ignore me forever!" Goten snapped back. "I said I was sorry. Do I have to beg!"
"Nothing you could do, would make me forgive you," He growled and stood. Goten wasn't going to let him run away this time. Not at all! He grabbed his arm.
He pulled sharply away. "You can't avoid me forever!" Goten was very aware of the looks of his fellow classmates. They all knew that they had a fight about something. The two people that were inseparable were at each other's throats. They had tried to figure out what was wrong between the two former friends but everyone figured it was a girl.
"Watch me!" Junior said. He turned to leave.
Goten jumped over the desk, knocking it over and then grabbed his arm again. He didn't expect Junior to throw the first punch, but the fight was on.
The first class of the day had a brawl.
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A.N..... Turning into a regular soap opera, isn't it? Hope you are all still enjoying it. (HINT HINT REVIEW ME!! INPUT PEOPLE INPUT)
Will Pan show up for lunch with Trunks?
What did Soyna and Trunks talk about?
How will Goten and Junior's fight turn out?
Will the boys get to go the fair and who will take them?
What about this glue incident?
When will the promised romance start?
Stay tuned.
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