"It had been a while; I hope that Bulma's been feeding you well?" Goku asked immediately as he took notice in me. Ever since Trunks and I hooked up, I've been living at Capsule Corporation. We've been going strong for little over a hundred and fifty days, approximately five months. Apparently, according to Auntie B, Uncle V had grown much too soft in times of need. To everybody's knowledge, he usually trains alone yet this time around he allowed both me and Trunks to join him. Uncle V even lowered the gravity level so that I can keep up with his extreme training methods.
Majuub still turns into a blabbering fool every time that he comes over to visit us, informing us about how training with Goku and the boys are going. I walked closer and wrapped my arms around my idol buff torso. Gently he envelopes me in a protective fatherly embrace. "Yes thanks! They've been kind and treating me like part of their family. It's nice to see you too, we should all catch up after the war is done," I told him with a smile as I pull away and looked up at the dark sky.
To think that my mother was friends with his giant of a man once upon a blue moon and how he still sees her as a crony after all this time. "I know that you can hold your own and I'm so proud of you for that, but… I don't know if it's such a good idea for you to stand amongst us in battle. I won't be able to face your mother if something was to happen to you," Goku spoke his mind. Every word that utters his lips is filled with care and concern. When did this giant of a man became such a teddy bear?
"There's no need to worry so much, I'll be fine. If something were to happen I'm sure that you'd be able to wish me back with the dragon balls," I try my luck with some fake humor. I can see that Goku's not finding my feedback amusing. I'm sorry, but my mind's already made up and nobody's going to make me change it: Not Goku, Not Vegeta and definitely Not Trunks. Come to think of it, there might be one person who'll be able to persuade me and I had yet to see him around.
I turn around from my idol's warning glance and straight into the broad figure of the one who could most likely get my head out of the gutters. The only one who would probably pull me away from this madness? The one who would always have a soft spot in my heart. Goten, son of Goku! Everything that I've been trying to suppress bubbles out like a fountain.
Since Trunks entered my life, I've barely thought about the one who's standing in front of me. His grey eyes had captured my inner diva at first glance. I've tried to calm its restless heart, and wanted to forget all about these feelings that I have towards my boyfriend's best friend but it's like a poisonous dart straight through my soul. It's like I've faded into a dying rose and just one peek at him makes me bloom into the most beautiful of all the flowers.
I've missed him so terribly, but what I'm feeling for him now, at this very moment, is completely overrated. If only he hadn't chosen Valese. If only he hadn't forced me to choose too. I'll rather be with somebody that I don't love half as much and grow to love him more as time pass, then give in to sorrow. An ache that would break my heart; over and over again.
I give him a slight smile in return, I haven't seen him in what feels like forever. He seems to be much buffer then I recall. Damn he's hot! If I didn't know any better I'd say that I'm drugged by his mere presence. I'm infected by Son Goten. His appearance inked, a tattoo, within my heart. How do I hide this raging feeling within my body? I really don't want Trunks to know that I'm in fact head over heels infatuated with his BFF!