Nobody wants to be lonley - part 2



Hi!

Here I am!! As I can see, the story will be read after all, although I doubted it very much at the beginning! I don't think it's that good until now. Maybe it will get even better !! I did that to myself again, writing in the middle of Buffy and Angel's commercials! I think this is the first time that I regret that the commercials are just too short! (I know! I'm talking shit!) So I'd better stop chatting so pointlessly and start ..... answering the clerks! * ätsch *



@ Saniko: Thanks for your dear picking! I will try to keep writing the FF as much as possible!

@Trixie: I know Trunks is weird! This is on purpose! And if you read on, you will read something that you probably never, I NEVER repeat, would expect from Trunks! (It's not in that part yet!)

I would love to have a 911 helper too !!Greetings from Ayuki !! Big kiss!! * smack *

@IceCubeIrini: You asked how old Trunks is! Trunks is 17, Goten is 16 and Marron is 14! All right?

@Sami. Why is Vegeta gone? ..... I already know why, but that will soon be cleared up !!!



Now it goes, now it goes ..... man, I'm in a good mood today!



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There's nowhere to go Wherever we turn, escape the gray sky like never before ..... like an animal looking for a place to die.



Almost everything was cleared up. Marron would be going to Orange Star High School soon too. Trunks had done everything necessary for that. When Kuririn had finally left with his daughter, Goten was beaming all over his face. He was visibly enthusiastic about Marron, there was no doubt about that. Above all, he was happy about it, because he would fly to Turtle Island every day to pick up Marron from there, since she couldn't fly herself, otherwise it would be too difficult to get to school.When I got home, I had to play exactly the same game. Trunks left it all pretty cold, although one little thing bothered him. Namely the enthusiasm of the Goths for marron. Somehow he had a problem with that and somehow he felt that it would never be the same again. The sky, which always seemed so gray to Trunks, was now darkened by black clouds. Black clouds called Marron.



The next day Trunks sat on the roof again and waited. He waited for Goten and Marron. But they didn't come. So he made his own way to school. It was just before the doorbell and he was held up in the hallway to his class by girls who wanted to give him an annoying love letter. He accepted it with a friendly smile and threw it away at the next opportunity without having read it. Goten, who had already accompanied Marron to her classroom, saw Trunks drop a love letter into a wastebasket again.Quickly he marched over and fished it out again and hurried after Trunks. "Hey Trunks !! Wait !!" Trunks turned to his best friend. "Tomorrow Goths!" he greeted him with an unfriendly tone. “Are you angry?” “No, you know !! I'm so glad that you kept me waiting to drive your beloved Marron to school !!” “That was a deal!” “Also that you forget me ?? !! "" I haven't forgotten you !! "" Left your seat !! ?? "Goten looked depressed at the floor. "I'm sorry, but there was just no time to stop by your place, honestly !!" "Yes, okay! But couldn't you have texted me?" "Yes. Next time, I promise!" . "Trunks and Goten then each went to their classes to attend classes.



During the next break, Son Goten and Marron came to Trunks. "Hi Trunks!" Marron said to him kindly when she saw him. "Hello." Goten noticed the tense situation that existed between the two and tried to save the situation.* He doesn't seem to like her at all! I've never seen Trunks so ..... so strange! What's the matter with him? Is it because of Marron? * "How about the three of us going to Trunks after school?" Trunks thought he had misheard. How could Goten just invite Marron to his house? Even more without telling him about it beforehand! "Okay! If Trunks doesn't mind?" "No, no! But I already have other plans! You can have a nice afternoon!" "What a shame! I would have loved to have you here!" Marron mourned. Goten winked at Trunks, so to speak as a small thank you for this "date" for two. “You can't do anything!” Now the break was over and everyone had to go back to their classrooms. Trunks sat down on his chair with a sigh when he was approached by Spike (* gg * gets away with watching Buffy and not come up with any man's names!) And Mike (because it rhymes so nicely! * Gg *), two classmates who repeated.

“Yo, Trunks!” Spike clapped the Saiyan prince roughly on the shoulder. "How are you?" "Mmhh ... good." Trunks took Spikes´ hand off his shoulder. "That doesn't sound like that!", Mike interrupted the two of them. "Well ..... to be honest, I don't know what this has to do with you!" Spike ignored this completely. "You look depressed! Don't you want to hang out with us today? We know good places where you can have fun and where things go!" "Well? Would you like it?" Trunks knew exactly that both of you were daredevils and already have done something illegal. But he didn't want to stay home today and wait for his father. And why shouldn't he go and enjoy himself? "I had nothing before!" "Well, yes! I promise you, you will not regret it!" Spike and Mike sat down again, because the class continued. What Trunks didn't notice, however, was the nasty grin Spike threw at his buddy.Finally they had managed to convince Trunks to leave with them. The two finally wanted to know if Trunks was actually as tough and cool as he used to be in public and now they had the perfect opportunity.

Trunks really had something else in mind now. But that was not really true for him.



The 17-year-old prince stared out the window and waited. Wait for Spike and Mike. They said they would pick him up. Just as Vegeta, his father, had once promised. The sky had darkened. It was unbearably humid at this time of year. The wind blew through the trees and occasionally made leaves dance through the air. The clouds slowly moved in one direction and rumbled. It looked like rain. At any moment it could be so far that the clouds let their huge masses of water fall on the earth.

From afar he saw two motorbikes driving towards the entrance of the CC on the road.It must have been Spike and his buddy mike. Trunks grabbed his denim jacket, matching his white sleeveless shirt and blue jeans, took the key, turned off the light and locked the front door. Two figures who looked very familiar were already waiting. Spike took off the helmet and smiled at him. Without a word, Trunks activated a capsule and got on his own motorcycle. After a few seconds the motorcycles rattled and raced off. The clouds grew blacker and blacker and raindrops fell from the sky.



They stopped at a bar. It was quite early. Nine o'clock summer time. It was mostly still light then and therefore not many people in the bars. Each of the three students put their motorcycle back in a capsule. "So! Here we are!" Said Mike. "Well, let's go!" Spike put an arm around Trunks and pulled him inside with him. * And here should I have fun? I'm just wondering what's so great here!* Smoke rose towards Trunks. He screwed up his eyes because they were burning. But he soon got used to it. They sat down on a table in the far corner of the room. They couldn't sit right at the bar as almost all the seats were taken and Trunks had such a strange feeling as if Spike and Mike didn't want to sit there, as if they were hiding something and didn't want anyone to notice. Almost no one was on the dance floor and the DJ switched from one song to another. "And here should I have fun?" Trunks finally asked through the noise that almost drowned his voice. "You can take poison on that!" Assured Mike. "We're just waiting for someone!" Spike confirmed. Now the young prince was curious. Who are they waiting for and what are Goten and Marron doing right now? And as if on cue, an incredibly pretty woman joined the three of them at the table. She was wearing a tight-fitting dress, which accentuated her curves even more, and had beautiful long blonde hair.She rummaged in her black leather handbag, took out a pack of cigarettes, and lit one. "Well, guys? How are you guys?" and exhaled that unpleasant cigarette smoke, which quickly evaporated in all directions. "Great! You, Carol? We need more today than usual!" Spike waved his thumb at Trunks. Carol looked at him carefully and finally nodded. "Then let's see if the beeps are correct!" Spkie and his buddy rummaged in her pocket and gave her the money. She counted carefully to make sure that not a single cent was too little. "You pay for him?" and looked at the two a bit skeptically. “Yes, it's his first time!” Carol just nodded and stood up. “We'll see each other in a moment.” Trunks had been watching everything closely and was wondering what exactly this deal was about. He already had a guess. Drugs. but he really didn't want to believe it. "Are you excited?" Mike interrupted his train of thought. Trunks looked at him briefly, but then looked back to where Carol had disappeared.After a while she came back with a tray in her hand, put it down with three glasses, and sat down. The woman unobtrusively pushed a transparent sack under the table to Spike, who made it disappear into his jacket pocket in a flash. "So guys! Have fun with it! Spike?" "Yes, my pretty?" "You shouldn't call me" my pretty ", how many times have I told you ?!" "Often enough, darling!" Spike stroked Carol seductive over her thigh. Had Trunks just misheard? Darling? She was at least twice as old as Spike! Mike saw the incredulous look Trunks gave the two now snogging wildly. “The two are having an affair!” Trunks looked at Mike in horror. “An affair?” “Yes,