So I've decided to write myself again!


Since I had a little mini crisis, my best friend wrote the first two parts for me. Thank you Klara! * cuddle ** wondering that you never had a crisis * o_O "


But I don't think there is a too big difference in the pen style. ^^






Trunks and Ayane stood there for a while without saying a word. She was still looking up at the sky, apparently Songoten was right, maybe she wasn't as superficial as he always thought. "You ..... you can go quietly ..... you don't have to stay here with me ...." she said without taking her eyes from the slightly cloudy sky. Trunks looked at her: "No. ........ "he whispered. Ayane wante her face to him and seemed to be wondering why? He didn't really know himself, he just didn't want to leave her alone in this sad position ... Suddenly she grinned slightly: “What are you actually doing out here?"I ehm ........ well .... I was kicked out ......." Ayane's grin turned into a pretty smile, at this sight the young Sayajin suddenly got hot and his heart beating tumble trees. Songoten was damned right, she was really very pretty. Her eyes alone fascinated him again and again. He couldn't prevent the blood from getting into his head and making him bright red. A little ashamed of this, he stared at the floor. ,,Something wrong? "Trunks turned his back on her:" I have to go up again ........ "" Down .... "Before she could raise any objection, Trunks sprinted off without turning around., "But Trunks what's going on suddenly?" She called before he disappeared into the school building.


But he didn't go to the classroom as planned, but to the toilet. There he splashed ice cold water on his face and stared in confusion in the mirror. ,,What is wrong with me? Until an hour ago she meant nothing to me ......... and now ........ "What was now anyway?He couldn't possibly have fallen in love with her, but what a feeling he just felt when he saw her smile. Maybe that's it, Trunks thought as he walked back towards the classroom. Probably he was just glad that she didn't look so sad anymore ........ ,, Exactly! "he confirmed to himself and knocked." Yes? "Resolutely he opened the door. ,, Trunks ....... come in ..... if you have not calmed down then sit down. "He nodded apologetically and was about to sit down. Then he looked into that pretty face again. A little shocked, he stopped and stared at her." Is something wrong? " "A ..... everything is fine ...." stuttered the person addressed and went to his place next to Songoten. .... just because of himself he was not allowed to fall in love with her ..... he would never forgive him for that, as in love with her as he was.



After school he went home next to Songoten. He looked dreamily at the sky. In a cloud he thought he recognized her face and a smile crossed his face. ,, TRunks !!! "" What ?! he hissed and did not turn his face from the said cloud. "I just said that I don't know where to go with her." Whin? And with whom? "" With Ayane you dreamer !!! We have a date on Friday! "With a facial expression that was a mixture of surprised and shocked, he finally wanted to face Songoten. ,,A date? You and ..... Ayane? "" Jap. "Said Songoten triumphantly! ,, Ayane and me! So where should I go with her? ",, TRunks shrugged his shoulders. ,, Come on ...... think ....." ,, What do I know! "he grumbled irritably." I don't care where you two are going ..... think about something for yourself ..... "As if he would still help him.


,,Until tomorrow! "he growled and then left a songot staring like stupid from the laundry to run home.

Songoten no longer understood the world, it was clear to him that Trunks didn't like her, but that he didn't like her so much ............




When Trunks got home, Bra ran up to him: “Do you want to see our mom's new intern? "Not really Bra, so leave me alone ......." "But Trunks ....." "I said no ......" he hissed and stomped towards his room. Bra ran after her brother excitedly: ,, He is really very nice ........ ",, Nice Bra ......." ,, Thank you again Ms. Briefs ...... . "came a very familiar voice." No problem ..... and call me BUlma, Ayane. "" Ayane? "Trunks said to himself rather than to his little sister." Yes, this is Mom's intern ........... She will live here too, "she answered his question.


A little shocked, stopped as if rooted to the ground. His mother and indeed Ayane met him. Now it was certain that it was her, until recently he was still hoping it would be someone who happened to have the same name and a similar voice. ,, Trunks?What are you doing here? "" I live here ......... "he uttered quietly. Blma took turns looking from her son to the red-haired girl next to her, between whom she was now silent. ,,You know each other? "She then broke this silence." Yes, we go to the same class. "she explained with a smile.


,,That's great! Then Trunks can show you everything here ........ "" I don't have time .... I have to study ...... "he mumbled and went to his room. Thank god he was standing right in front of it.


Exhausted and still shocked, he threw his bag in the corner, as always, and sat himself on the bed. He propped his face in his hands. They were cold and he was trembling. Outside he heard his mother swearing and scolding. Bra reiterated her abuse of her brother. In between all of this he heard Ayane's soft laugh. It sounded like a lovely melody in his ears.


After a while everything fell silent and there was silence in the hallway.


Trnks still had her laugh in his ears and he was still shaking.As he sat there longer, he became aware of one thing ..... not only was he happy that she laughed again when he saw you in the courtyard this morning, he had minded something that she and Songoten had a date, and alone the thought that she would stay with you for a while not only shocked him because he was now always close by, but also pleased him a little ......


He would start the day by seeing her pretty face. It was too late ..... all day long he had persuaded himself not to be and not to be. But one thing had become clear to him. He had fallen in love with the red-haired girl with the beautiful green eyes, with whom he had almost only argued before .............