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Fanfic: Teenager sein ist nicht leicht.(7)!
Chapter: Being a teenager is not easy (7)!
Thanks for your clerks, also to those who sent me a mail. I was really happy. ^^
To FF, well, I would say that I'm sooooooooooooooooooooooo cruel.
You got it right Kiri-li-chan
they will still have to suffer. ^^
Muhahahaha, I guess I'm a little sadist huh?
Anyway, have fun with it ........
Oh yes, this part, I say that from the start, didn't turn out so well, that's a kind of introduction.
(Or as Mitzie-kun said, the first step towards Hell for the two of them ^^)
After school we went straight to Ayane's home. Songoten was deep in thought: "I poor fellow ........." "Why?"
Trunks walked calmly next to Songoten, he was curious how Ayane lived and what her parents were like ...... He looked ahead and looked at Ayane and Marron who were talking happily and a smile crossed his face. "What do you think is so funny?"" Eh nothing ...... tell me what your problem is. "Trunks quickly distracted himself to prevent Songoten noticing that his cheeks were a little red," I already told you! "he hissed after all, although he had noticed Trunks' strange behavior." Oh yes ......... "replied Trunks, embarrassed. Songoten looked to the front, exhausted: "Have a look at them ............ both of them so pretty ........ It's a shame that I have to forget one of them. "" We're here! "Came Ayane's voice and the two friends looked up in surprise. A huge mansion lay in front of them. Marron's mouth fell open: “You live here? "Ayane nodded:" Yes, for 16 years! "Songoten couldn't stop being amazed and stared at the White House. Trunks stared at it too, he hadn't really expected anything like that, the house was at least as big as the CC, but somehow it suited her. ,,What is? Are you coming? "Trunks was torn out of his thoughts by Songoten's voice, he hurriedly ran after the three of them.
In the house they first came through the hall
Immediately a blonde young woman came running up: "Miss, you are there so early, we didn't expect you to be that early ........." Miss? She called her Miss? Marron smiled, not even Trunks was called a young man or some sort of salutation and his parents were pretty rich too.
“Where are my parents? "The apparent maid smiled:" You are in the salong ........ "" Good, will you bring us tea ...... or do you want something else. "" No! " three at the same time to answer. The maid was still smiling and walking away.
When the four came into the salong they looked at two surprised pairs of eyes. Ayane entered cautiously, followed closely by Marron, Songoten and Trunks, who stopped behind her. Songoten and Marron ran straight into Ayane's parents. They greeted her enthusiastically, introduced themselves and praised her for the beautiful house. "Thank you very much ......" said Ayane's mother, smiling.When she looked over at her Tocter, who was still standing in front of the door and saw Trunks behind her, she smiled slightly. Your daughter really had taste, it was a cute boy ....... Trunks looked at her iritantly and whispered to Ayane: ,, What is your mother doing to me? Is something wrong? "Yes, but she knows everything ... you understand?" Trunks swallowed, actually it wasn't that bad, but they certainly thought he was a coward. “What is your name, young man! "A very deep voice tore him out of his thoughts. He looked at the table at which Songoten and Marron had already taken their seats, were eating cake and drinking tea and looked into the tense face of a black, eager man.
,, Ehm..Trunks ..... Trunks Briefs ...... "he stammered." Briefs? Looks familiar to me. "" Eh yes ......... my mother owns it Capsule Coorperation ....... ",, Ah .... so ........ nice ...... sit down ..... and you too, Ayane." ,, Yes. "Both said as if from one mouth. Trunks took a seat next to Ayne's father, she sat down between her parents.He had to realize that her father had the same loving eyes as Ayane, he radiated confidence, although he and her mother did not resemble her at all. Her mother had blond hair, her father black hair, but they both had green eyes, only a little lighter than Ayane's, but at first glance you would not take them for relatives.
But the way her mother moved and spoke was very similar to Ayane .....
At some point, and after the songots were kicked under the table, he completed this investigation and decided to talk to them, so he could get to know them best. But already now he was sure that they were nice, after all, Ayane was her daughter and she was the most magical being he was ever met ..........