So, it goes straight to the 4th chapter. Nevertheless, I would like to say something briefly. So far the whole thing looks like a love story, but it definitely won't!
I try to tell my story the way it really is.
If you are new somewhere or in a desperate situation, you first stick to those who seem sympathetic to you. In this case it's Bra. ;)
Again, these records are getting long because they contain everything. Joyful moments, sad, funny and action-packed moments.
But it will not be the case that you fly from one fight to the next, as is often the case, or from one big event to the next. No, there are moments in life that are less exciting, even boring, although this is in the eye of the beholder.
In short: my story is life.

friends ?!

"Ouch!"
"You have to hold still, otherwise I can't fix you properly. Really, otherwise you men are always so strong and courageous, but when there is a little ailment ..."Bra and I were just in the hospital room and I had my wounds disinfected.
I sat on the couch and she took a chair next to me to take care of my arm.
"After all, it was your brother I fought with. I thought I was pretty good for that," I said and smiled at her.
"Indeed. But if he had been changed, it would have been a little more difficult for you."
'Hey, I'm glad I got away safely now,' I thought to myself.
"So, done. Your injuries weren't really bad, but you should be careful."
When she got up and turned to put the iodine tincture back on the shelf, her hair briefly brushed my face. The scent of lilies emanated from them.
"Well then, should we get ready and then go to the city ?! It's already 4:00 pm and I want to show you a lot."
"Yes, I just want to change my clothes quickly, then we can go. That makes me think ...""Trunks will probably lend you a few things. You look like you're the same size."
So Bra led me to Trunks' room, which was on the upper floor, and I knocked.
Meanwhile, she went to her own room to get ready as well.
I didn't have to wait long before the door was opened and a freshly showered drink and towel stood in front of me.
He looked at me a little annoyed, I must have disturbed him while taking a shower, but he didn't seem too angry.
"Hey Trunks. Your sister, Bra, wanted to show me around town, but my clothes were a little damaged by our little show.
Since I don't have a change of clothes with me, she said maybe you could lend me something. "
He looked at me briefly with a mixture of suspicion and amazement, but then let out a hint of a smile and stepped from the threshold.
"Sure, just come in. I'm sure I have something else that suits you."
When I stepped into his room and looked around, I was a little surprised.Directly opposite the door was the bed on the side, just before a double-leaf glass door that apparently led to a balcony. On a desk in a corner, also opposite the door, was a PC, a telephone, a fax machine and other technical gadgets.
"It's nothing special, I know, but it's enough for me and I don't need anything more extravagant," he explained to me while rummaging in a wardrobe across from the bed.
Everything looked very neat and tidy. The stereo and television also showed that they had recently been dusted off.
"Here, you can wear this. We're pretty much the same size. It's also pretty warm outside, so that's just the thing."
He handed me black jeans and a black sleeveless shirt.
"Exactly my style!" I answered truthfully and he winked at me.
After I changed, I went to the bathroom for a second. When I was washing my hands, I first noticed my rummaged hair in the mirror."Do you happen to have hair gel?" I called through the closed bathroom door.
"Yes, in the little cupboard to the left of the sink."
'Phew, lucky again,' I thought. 'With my hair I would probably have made a lot of ridicule in front of people, or before ...'
"Are you finished ?! You'd better not keep my sister waiting too long!" Trunks shouted, but I heard the ironic undertone.
"Thanks for the stuff, really!"
"Oh, no problem. But wait ..." He went back to the closet.
"Take these with you too. It can get a little cooler in the evening and who knows how long you will be away."
He winked again and tossed me a thin denim jacket.
"Thank you! See you later."
With these words I said goodbye and went outside in front of the house.

Bra was already waiting for me. She was wearing blue jeans and a white top that went wonderfully with her hair.
"Sorry, it took a little longer. I did my hair quickly.""Doesn't matter, besides, you look a lot better." * Wink *
"So, do we drive or do we walk?"
"Usually my dad drives me, but this time, I thought, we can go on foot when the weather is so nice.", She replied, although she didn't look me in the eye and absentmindedly rummaged in her handbag.
"Well then, let's go!"
The city was really extraordinary. Big modern houses. Roads that knew no limits when it came to curves. And these floating cars ...
"There is the cinema up front. There will be a great film from next week. And over there is the swimming pool."
At this moment 3 girls ran out of the swimming pool accompanied by two boys and waved to the lady next to me.
"Hey Bra. You okay ?!"
"Yes, with you?"
"Also. We just went swimming, wonderful weather."
"Yes.."
"So, see you soon."
And the group of 5 continued on their way
It went like this about 5 times, until my companion suggested we go for an ice cream, which I gladly accepted.So we sat down in a cozy, but somewhat elegant-looking hall, ordered something and started talking.
"You seem to have a lot of friends," I remarked while I was drinking my ice-cream coffee and couldn't suppress a grin.
For some reason she wasn't smiling.
"Yeah ... well, not really." Suddenly she looked pretty dejected and looked at her ice cream.
"I don't really have any real friends. Acquaintances, yes, and" colleagues "who only like me because my parents have so much money."
She spoke as if she had wanted to get rid of this for a long time.
"The only girlfriend I have is Pan. We have known each other since we were little and have done a lot together."
"I understand what you mean. It was the same for me in the past. Nobody else will be with you, but as soon as you have influence or can do something for others, you are suddenly good enough. Real friendship has become very rare. .. "
Bra looked me straight in the eye and I noticed that her features seemed a little more relaxed again."But seriously," I continued, "if you don't like you, it's actually your own fault. And if you don't want to mess with you, you deserve it differently, if you ask me. Someone who uses you, just takes without giving, is not a real friend. "
She looked embarrassed for a moment, but I was glad to see that she was a little happier again.
So the time went by when we talked about music or other small talk and ate our ice cream. After we had finished and paid, we strolled a little through the shopping malls and when the sunset shone down on us, Bra looked at his watch and suggested that we go back on our way back.
We strolled back through the streets without anything interesting happening.
"You're shaking, wait."
I took off my jacket and put it over her shoulders. She blushed slightly again and let out a soft 'thank you'.

Back in the CC, we arrived exactly on time for dinner."So what did you guys do?" Asked Bulma.
"Oh, nothing special. Just eat ice cream and take a walk," came from Bra.
Vegeta only gave a piercing look that made me want to duck.
"You haven't told us how old you are yet."
'A little curious,' you might think, but I didn't blame her. After all, in some ways I was a stranger.
"I'm 17."
"Really ?! Then you are the same age as Bra.", She remarked with a broad smile. Vegeta, in turn, only looked gloomy.
"I would have thought you were older, if only because of your polite behavior."
"I get told that a lot. I think it's because I've been living alone for 1 ½ years. I never had a good home, you know. But my uncle bequeathed me a house and so I moved there after his death." and have lived for me ever since. "
I never made a secret of the fact that my home was not particularly harmonious.
I was always told that I was very mature for my age and that I had proven it to myself.I got along very well with the state of affairs.
In any case, I told all of this in a rather relaxed tone, which surprised Bulma a little.
Maybe it was my age, maybe it was my past, at least she said:
"By the way, you don't need to sieze me. Just say 'you' to me, the same goes for Vegeta.
"WHAT ?! THIS IMPORTANT SHOWS RESPECT IF HE WANTS TO LIVE HERE WITH US."
"How long do you plan to stay?" Trunks said.
Before I could give an answer, Bulma said: "He can stay as long as he likes. You can't just kick him out the door."
So dinner was, for me at least, quite enjoyable, watching Vegeta try not to lose his pride completely and drown out Bulma's screams.
"I think it's enough for today. We should go to sleep. It wasn't exactly an uneventful day. Ryo, you can have the room next to Trunks. Will you show him the most necessary things, honey ?!"After I wished everyone good night and Bra let the hair on the back of my neck stand on end again, her brother led me through the CC, which was still too confusing for me, back to the upper floor, where his room was also.
"Here it is," he said and opened a door.
I was amazed. It looked almost exactly like Trunks' room, but was even bigger.
"I don't think I need to show you that much," he announced with a smile and left the room.
When I had stripped down to my boxers, however, he came back with a large pile of clothes on his arm.
"Here, you can have them. I hardly put them on anymore and you need them more than I do at the moment."
"Thanks. Tell me, can I ask you something?"
"Clear."
"Why are you so nice to me? I mean, I can still understand