people?"

"Hmm ... we need a drummer and someone for the keyboard.", Trunks joined in the conversation.

Goten grinned confidently, "I think I can get rid of this problem .....` `By chance '' I know someone who plays the keyboard ..... I could ask you."
" You!" Trunks asked.

"Yes, you mind! We can meet tomorrow at the old sports hall and check everything."

"Mhm ... If I remember correctly, there are microscopes and boxes, you just have to move everything from the upper floor to the lower ..... In addition, the sports hall is no longer used and otherwise ..... would be actually everything is available ..... I can go to the town hall tomorrow and ask if we can get the key ..... But I think we will get it ..... I'll just let my relationships play out ... . ", Trunks winked at the two of them.



The next day the storm had subsided. Later that morning, Tanya and Goten met at the old sports hall, while Trunks gave Goten the key because he still had something to do.

In the sports hall they first looked around to see what had to be repaired, as the hall was already very old. Everyone checked everything, including the closet, which was up one floor, was checked.

"And how about you?"

"Upstairs, almost everything is okay. We just have to put in a few new windows, because yesterday's storm damaged some of them.", Tanya said and grabbed the toolbox, "I would suggest that we take care of the rest. We can't repair the windows yet because we don't have new ones .... "

"Mhm ..... Too stupid ..... Well .... I'm tidying up down here. Trunks and I repaired everything here a few days ago ..... Everything that was still going to be done you have to check the micros and the rest of the devices ..... And stop the windows as well .. "

"Goten, hold your breath now! I know it's a lot of work but ..... one thing at a time - okay ?!", Tanya interrupted him, wanting to list everything possible.

Tanya went back upstairs with the toolbox and checked the doors, as some were no longer attached to the anchors.

And so the morning passed.

Meanwhile Trunks and Goten took care of the micros and the boxes and Tanya attached the power cables.

Finally the three paused.

"Phew ..... We would have done most of it ...", Trunks opened his soda bottle and drank from it.

"Support should come at any moment ..." said Goten, looking at his watch.

"Hmh .... Hey guys ... you know what I'm thinking of ..... I know someone who plays the drums .... Or rather, he is the son of a colleague from Semir & Tom."

Goten turned to Tanya, who was standing behind him, "Do you think he would be interested? ..... Otherwise we would actually be complete, because I found someone for the keyboard."

That was the keyword, because at that moment a girl with long black hair entered the sports hall, "Hi Goten!"

Son Goten greeted Syra and introduced her to everyone, "If I may imagine, that's Syra Akira and she plays the keyboard."

Trunks was surprised that his friend had found someone so quickly, "Hi! I'm Trunks, nice to meet you."

"All mine.", Syra looked Trunks up and down and smiled at him when she turned her gaze to someone else.

Tanya jumped off the stage and approached the black-haired woman, their eyes meeting.

Green-blue eyes met the cool brown eyes of the seventeen-year-old when Tanya raised her right hand. Syra then raised her hand and struck with Tanya.

"Not seen for a long time! Syra Akira .... The daughter of Kakeru Akira!", Tanya greets her.

"Nice to see you - Tanya Summers ..... Ray has already told me a lot about you .... The last time we met was ... about 13 or 14 years ago .... . "

" You know each other?", Goten asked the two.

"Yes ... Tanya is the daughter of a good friend of my father's ... And her brother has already told me a lot about her ...", Syra answered his question, while Trunks briefly informed his friend that Tanya ´s brother lived and that she has already met him.

"So and I'll call Matthew now ... Then we'd be complete!"

"You don't mean The Matthew who goes to our class, do you?" Trunks wanted to know when Tanya was already typing the number on her cell phone.

"Who else?"

"Oh ..... Just a question .... But I didn't even know that he was playing the drums ..... Well ...", he threw his hands in the air and got to work to test the micros.

Syra had been watching Trunks for a while. No matter what he was doing, her eyes never took off from him. She became aware when she heard Tanya's voice, "So! ... Matthew is coming as soon as he can. I think he was more thrilled than I told him we needed another drummer ..... Because the only thing he answered me was: `` Hold your breath, I'll be there in a moment.`` .... And what about? "

Trunks just brushed the annoying tears of hair from his face and screwed around the micro, "Done ... So the micros are now all double and triple checked ... The boxes too ..... Yeah ..... Is actually everything okay except for the windows that still have to be replaced .... Anything else? "

"Man ... Somehow I feel superfluous ..... You have already done all the work and I will only come when you are almost finished ...." Syra said with a guilty undertone.

"That's why you don't need to hang your head! There is still enough work to do anyway ... eg .. think about a band name ... just leave the other work to us."

"Still ..... You probably think that I can't do anything or how !!!!!"

"No, that's not what I meant by that .... Me."

"But thought! ... I'm not a plant that has to be spared! Oh ...", she smirked,

"Sorry, I overreacted again ... But I'll help you ... After all, I'm also part of the band ... The best thing to do is start cleaning the windows, of course the ones that are whole."

Suddenly the four heard footsteps, someone seemed to be in a hurry. You could hear how his feet slid across the floor to stop. A boy no older than 17, in dark blue jeans and a black short-sleeved T-shirt that showed his subtle arm muscles, stood in front of the door and entered. Tanya looked at the boy, his short mahogany hair glistening as rays of sunshine came through the windows. With gel he had brought forward some strands that had a blonde tint at the tips. His green eyes immediately saw the person he was looking for. A smile lit up his face, "Servus! ..", he went up to Tanya and hit her, "Finally! About time you came back. Anyway, I'm always the last one to do something so important learns! ..... "

"Hi Matt!" He was greeted by Trunks and Goten.

"Hi guys, what's going on? Is it true that you want to start a band?When I heard that from Tanya ..... I thought I couldn't hear it ..... "

"But it's true.", Goten confirmed.

"Yeah, perfect! I am always available for you!"

"Well then we would be complete.", It came from Syra.

"Wait a minute!", Matthew clicked, he knew this voice - all too well.

Carefully he turned around, "Mama Mia Bella Notche !!!"

At the same time it came from him and her, "Not you !!!"

"No ..... !!!!! That you still exist !!", Syra giggled.

"Ha, ha, ha ..... Oh man ...."



Syra and Matthew knew each other from the Internet because they chatted a lot and Matt visited them over the holidays when he was in Spain.

Matthew, nicknamed Matt, is a sympathetic young man who likes to be out with his friends and is also on hand to offer advice and assistance, after all, he is the son of a police officer. Normally he has nothing against girls but since he met Syra he knows how she can be if you tease her or if she doesn't do what she wants you to do.In general, he has nothing against her, but sometimes she's really run away. But he's having fun, because he won't let himself get down. He is also a bit shy in his way, but you only notice that he is alone with a girl. With him you know where you are.

Goten told him the problem about the windows and Matt had the solution. At home, or rather with his grandfather, he still had windows that nobody needed anyway, he would buy them so to speak. So he immediately went to get the windows with Trunks and Goten, because it wasn't too far.



Meanwhile the girls cleaned up a little, "Tanya ..... How are you actually?"

"Good! Why do you ask?", She interrupted her work and looked at Syra, "Ray didn't ..."

"Yeah .... Tanya I don't know everything but ..... Still enough to know what's going on here .....", the black-haired woman pulled her hair to one side and pulled her T-shirt a little below, so that Tanya could see something below her shoulder blade that looked more familiar.

"So you too ..."

"Mhm .... don't worry .... I won't tell you anything else ..... we ...."

"Yeah, I know ..... We'd better just stop talking about it ..... The boys will be back soon."

Tanya turned back to her work> She has it too ... This tattoo ..... Hence ... this feeling that she is not like the others ..... << br />


Not much later, the boys arrived and everyone worked hard to install the new windows. In the meantime it was already evening and they wanted to start rehearsing tomorrow, until then everyone should think of a name for the band.

Matt talked to Tanya, "And ... have you found out anything new about the serial killer?"

"..Not much ...."

"Aha .... Do you know that the whole police force was down when you weren't there ..... But really! All of them had no motivation ..... Engelhardt had to be really behind that got into the hooves."

"I can well imagine ..... But now I'm back!"

"And thanks again .... Thanks for thinking of me for your