A/N: I AM SO SORRY THAT THIS HAS TAKEN SO LONG!
But here it is, Chapter Seven.
It's not much, infact I'm sure it's really sucky.
But reviews would be greatly appreciated.
He visited my dreams again that night. We were wrapped in a bundle of blankets; of course it wasn't anything more than a few kisses and cuddles. The lavender haired Sayian would never submit himself, not even in my dreams. Trunks was always the more dominate one, but I had planned to change that until he decided he wanted to settle himself down with a bleach blonde tramp. When I woke up, I was snuggled up against the pillow and almost on the verge of tears. It was almost real, it felt real.
I growled silently and pulled myself from the bed. I stretched and yawned as I walked to the bathroom where I showered and redressed myself in a clean outfit. Today I was going to have to buy groceries or I would surely starve to death. I groaned, I really hated shopping, but my growling stomach protested and I caved in, deciding it would be better to feed myself rather than to starve.
My wrist felt rather naked, I noticed. Instantly I grabbed my arm, only to feel the silver chain slide down against my fingertips. I sighed in a relieved way and balled my hand into a fist; this was going to take time to get used to. I frowned and walked out the bedroom door with my keys and a bit of money in my pockets.
The grocery store happened to be downtown, rather close to where I was supposed to meet the Tate guy. I frowned a little, I didn't want to stand the guy up but I almost didn't want to see him again. He sort of reminded me of Trunks in a way, and that depressed me slightly.
I sighed, tossing random food items into the cart and wheeling it along. I bit on my bottom lip softly, until I heard, "Goten?"
My heart stopped and I turned around. It was Marron. Marron and her bright blue eyes and blonde hair. "G-Goten… what are you doing here?"
I looked at her, noticing that she was standing in front of a man that I didn't know. He was a brunette, and he stood weirdly close to her. "Marron," I didn't question it, I knew it was her. "Who's that?"
"Uh-uhm…" she stammered, "This is Revelle," she gestured toward the man, whom offered his hand. I didn't take it.
"Who's he?" I blinked.
"He's an associate of Trunks'." She didn't seem like she cared that I was questioning her like this.
"And he's shopping with you, why?"
Marron crossed her arms, "Why are you here Goten? Trunks called off the wedding because of you." Her eyes narrowed at me and her lips formed a straight line.
"Oh, so you're single now?" I fired back at her. I wasn't planning on taking any of her attitudes today.
The man moved forward slightly, he looked un-comfortable. "No, actually I'm not. Trunks is opening a small store in the area and we're moving here, I'm shopping and he's accompanying. He's going to be the manager of the new store," she announced proudly.
"W-wait, you're living here now?" I almost died on the spot.
Marron nodded, "We're moving our things here now. Trunks decided since you were going to run away, he was going to too and he was going to forget about you."
I simply shrugged, and then I heard, "Goten?"
This time, I looked around and came face to face with Tate. I smiled, "Oh hey," I shook his hand and he smiled a little brighter. "Who's this?" he questioned with innocent intent, I could tell.
"She's no one," I simply shrugged and gestured for him to follow.
"I thought you had to work?" he looked over at me as I tossed a few items in the cart, completely leaving Marron where she stood with what's-his-face.
I chewed the inside of my cheek guiltily, "They're not starting me until next week," I murmured and glanced in his direction, careful to avoid his face.
"Oh, well I'm sorry,"
I glanced up at him and tried a smile, somehow it didn't feel right, "That's alright, I've got a little time now to get used to living here. But I don't think I'll be here long, my er… my job has me moving a lot." I lied again. The second time I'd lied to him, I almost scoffed. I really was turning into someone else living here. But then again, was that really a bad thing? At least I would be happier, living a lie.