So, just for you Heaven-chan, I'll keep writing !! Please pick me up !!!



Ps. I think your ff is really great! Please continue writing very quickly!



Bra was in her room. She was just lying on the bed. Nothing else. She had to put her thoughts in order. What was wrong with Trunks? What was wrong with the Goths? Did he really tell?

Anger and disappointment rose in her. A knock on the door. Is it Goth? How much she wished.



“Yes?” A hopeful yes.



"Bra! It's three quarters now! You should get out of here! Go to Kerry, your" best "friend." that scornful tone again. Bra tears almost came to his eyes. Had she fooled herself? She really thought Trunks would be more than just a brother to her. A friend maybe. But now? He orders her around as if she were 6.



"Bra! Don't open up here! You will get by for one evening without me and my buddies" Buddies, as the word sounds.How big and grown Bra felt with his "buddies". Was she in love with Goten even then? That pain again. He'd actually told Trunks. And then to say I would be annoying. What a cheek, she thought to herself.

The door opened and Trunks came as if nothing was in Bra's room. As always, he sat down on her bed. Next to her head. Otherwise she had felt safe. She liked it when Trunks requested her presence. But now? Mixed feelings.



"Bra! Get dressed at last! My other buddies are coming soon. They shouldn't see you dressed in a bath towel again! It's enough that you had to do the Goth."



But now you have enough! Thought Bra. But she was intimidated. He really wanted her to go away. But where? Kerry didn't have time. She was with her friends and she only "knew" others by sight. She had no where to go.





“You will surely have something better to do than to perish in your room.” Now he had that friendly tone again.





She didn't know what to say.



"..."

"Bra! Goten is waiting for me downstairs. Go ok now?" Trunks got up again and walked out of the room. The last sentence was probably more of an order than a question. Bra pulled herself together, pulled on jeans and a white t-shirt (it was summer) and slowly walked down the stairs. Her hair was already dry.

Goten and Trunks sat on the sofa below, both with beer bottles in hand. Trunks looked at her and said

"T-bye! You can stay away a long time" Bra just nodded silently. How much it hurt her. She looked at Goten, but he just ignored her.

With a T-shot she said goodbye and quickly walked out the door. As soon as she closed it behind her, she stood there. " And now?" she asked herself.But she heard the voices of Trunks and Goths through the door too.



"Man! Bra is really annoying."

"Yes .. yes ... the mere sight of them is annoying." Bra wasn't sure whether Goten was imitating Trunks or whether he was serious. But Trunks continued.



"Man! She's such a pain in the ass"



"Shut up," whispered Bra to himself.



No! She couldn't! Determined, she went back inside. She was greeted by Trunks in a moment.



“Have you overheard us?” Bra was seething with anger.



“YES! I want to talk to you!” But Bra hadn't turned her gaze to Trunks anymore, she looked to Goten. This sat calmly on the sofa. When Bra spoke to him he slowly got up. But Trunks got in the way.



"No Bra! You won't talk to him! Get it! YOU and Goten, that won't work !!" Trunks stood in front of her. Bra bowed his head and looked at Goten, but Goten was now sitting on the sofa again, taking a sip of beer.







So, ask for clerks again!