Goten took me back towards his home, where he believed that I would be safe from harm. I can't feel my arm, not even the slightest sensation of needles and pins are visible. I clung to him with my working arm, occasionally feeling how the rhythm of my heart speeds up. Many times I have wondered how it would have felt it he had chosen me and not her but I guess that there's no crying over spilled milk. What's done is done?
If only I hadn't let my guard down then that fowl being wouldn't have surprised me and I could have still been at the war zone. Would anybody actually miss me if something were to happen to me? I'm not questioning Trunks' love for me because he had shown it multiple times: with words, gifts and kisses. Yet his isn't the love that I crave to feel. "What happened?" Goten's mother asked in a shocked tone as we entered the house.
I'm glad that she still cares about me, I was sure that she'd hate me for choosing Trunks. If only she knew that I would've if I could've. "The creatures are vile and dangerous mother. I'm going to lay her down on my bed and give her a sensu bean. Please, keep her away from the battlefield?" Goten started by answering his mother but ended with a question of his own. Both, she and Videl nodded their heads in understanding.
Goten took me to his room as he informed his mother and laid me down on his bed. "Please chew down on this?" He asked as he placed a strange bean within my mouth. I crunched it between my teeth and swallowed it down. Miraculously my almost amputated arm stitched itself together, like nothing happened. I jumped up from the bed, ignoring the lightheartedness that swamped me, test my arm and followed Goten towards the door. "I'm coming with you, you guys need my help. If Trunks really cared he would have stopped me and I'm not referring to the time when you were around," I spat out.
Mom always says that the truth comes out one way or another. Goten comes to a sudden halt, turned around to face me and stared me straight in the eyes. "Think about you mother!" I shook my head. "Don't? I've already made up my mind!" I replied stubbornly. Goten closed the space between us and continued: "Please Mel, stay put? I care! If not for anybody else, please do it for me?" Softly he touched my arm sending goose bumps down my skin.
Butterflies swirl out of control or maybe it's better described as a swarm of wasps. He looks down at me beggingly. "Please, I don't want anything to happen to you because I love you to much!" His confinement broke the thick layer of ice. I stretched out on my tippy toes, meeting him halfway. Our lips touched tenderly. He folds his arms around my waist, deepening the kiss in the process. I snake my arms around his neck and smiled happily into the kiss. I know that I should feel ashamed but I couldn't care less. It's the most perfect imperfection that ever crossed my path.
I've been waiting for so long to taste his lips and now that I have I don't want to let him go. After what felt like an eternity we pulled away from each other. I promised Goten that I would stay away from the war zone and with a final peck on my lips he returned in a hurry.