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I love you all very much !!

Ps. Here comes a funny part on my part:









The sun slowly disappeared behind the horizon, Bra sat at the open window on her window sill and looked out at the street, the big cherry tree and the sky. The first stars were already twinkling at them. How excited she was. She was looking for the big chariot and her favorite constellation, Cassiopeia. She did not see the big car, but slowly calmed down at the sight of her sky. Yes, it was nice when he had put an arm and her waist around her from behind and she leaned against him, smelled his smell and would have loved to fall in love with joy. Now she was sitting here, on this windowsill, leaning against the wall and rocking her leg excitedly. She looked at her watch, it was 10. When is he finally coming?Bra got in a slightly bad mood, got up and checked again in front of her wardrobe mirror.

She looked good, didn't she? It was slowly getting cooler and so she had on dark blue flared jeans, a short sleeveless white t-shirt with the words "Rock is my Love" and a thin black belt on. Where did she get that weird t-shirt from? It was bumpy, Bra could really be seen with it. The only thing that bothered her a little was that, if you looked closely, you could see her white bra under her shirt. Well, luckily it wasn't as revealing as her black top, which she wore to the party, so she just felt more comfortable.

Now she remembered, Kerry had lent her the top back then. She had to smile, hopefully everything would go well, what else would she give to talk to her best friend and let her calm her down - but that just didn't work because she was probably busy with Paul.Bra focused again on the essentials. She looked in the mirror, the tight-fitting jeans, the tight-fitting top - perfect, well, her eyes wandered to her face. Hardly any makeup, just a little make-up, which was actually completely superfluous, and she had used black Kayal pencil. The black line under her eyes made her look older. And her hair? She took a brush and combed it again. She looked at each other closely. Her long turquoise hair fell over her shoulders and went just above her bottom. It looked good, well cared for, well, she had just washed it just 2 hours ago. Bra looked to the side and went to her desk, yes, there was still her black hairband. She stood in front of the mirror again and tied her hair up. So she looked a lot older again. The black hair band slid up to her neck, it held her hair so loosely that individual strands fell over her face.She looked at each other again, nodded and stood at the window. So, she was done, ready, but where is Goten?



A text message tone, Bra quickly went to her bed and excitedly took the cell phone lying there in her hands. A SMS? She became sad, it was surely Goten who turned her down. She looked at the display and said:

---Hi sweety! I'm sorry, but I can't come until 11am, I still had to help my mother - hope you still have time then. hdl ---



She let the SMS through again and analyzed every sentence in detail. He had addressed her with sweetness and then this hdl again! She was slightly happy, but he was late. Well, typically Goths, how he lives and breathes. Bra looked at the clock. Only in three quarters of an hour. Well, she could wait, even if she was slowly but surely getting angry at him, unintentionally.

Again she sat on the windowsill. Trunsk came into the room. Perfect, now she had someone to take out her bad mood on.She turned her head to the door and gave him a cold look. Only now did she notice his appearance. The hair seemed prepped with hairspray, he was wearing black jeans and a white sleeveless t-shirt, WOW! She had to admit that he looked really good. His shirt was so tight that you could count every single abdominal muscle of hers. She knew that her brother had a good body, but in that outfit! Even as his sister, she thought he was pretty ... Wow! But she didn’t show anything, only raised her left eyebrow and looked at him disinterestedly from the bottom up, she stopped at his face and still looked at him coolly. Did he buy it from her? She hoped so. As she looked at him, she noticed the enormous resemblance between herself and her brother. The t-shirt in particular seemed to be similar. He was still standing in the doorway and doing the same thing as Bra, he looked her up and down, a twinkle came into his eyes.Bra knew what it was, she could sometimes interpret it quite well. He liked what he saw, she saw it in the way he looked, so he usually only looked at the other women, whom he then always smacked himself at - mostly with success. Finally, Trunks seemed to have noticed how he was looking at her, he jerked his gaze away. Meanwhile, Bra was still sitting on the windowsill. One leg bent to her while the other dangled casually. She had both arms on her bent leg, and her eyebrows drooped again. Just a few seconds passed and Bra broke the silence. They hadn't exchanged a word since last night. They had only seen each other for breakfast and lunch, which Bra made.



“What do you want brother?” As she pronounced brother. She was surprised at herself. She had never been so cold and heartless to Trunks. He returned her gaze just as coldly.

"I'm going out with Kess and Kayome."Bra had to pull herself together, her curiosity almost caught her. She looked out of the window, disinterested.

"Good for you. Have fun with your threesome." Trunks stepped into the middle of the room.

“I'll have that, don't worry.” She looked at him. A charged atmosphere surrounded both of them. He would never be with 2 girls at the same time? - right? - no! That is below his level! Her poker face gave way to the face of a questioning little sister. Trunsk gave her a superior smile.

"Bra, of course I'm not going with you ...." He looked at the floor.

"Although ... well ... they're not exactly to be despised." Bra looked away from him, suppressing her anger. He knew she'd always been upset when he talked about girls like that.

"Come to the point Trunks! I don't care in the least who you screw and who you don't!" Trunks laughed out loud. Bra became more thoughtful.

“As long as you don't hurt Marron.” She was shocked.She would have loved to punch herself for it. Was she just really gossiping? Oh no! Please do not. She didn't dare to look at Trunks, but looked at the stars again. Goten was still not there, yes, there was still some time.



Trunks came closer. He was standing next to her now. Bra looked at him. He was far from amused. Her brother started to sit down next to her. Bra made way for him. Her window sill was very wide and long. Trunks leaned against the wall, as did Bra. Both looked at each other. Bra noticed more and more the similarity that connects the two. There was hardly any distance between the two. Trunk's bent leg touched hers. She was surrounded by a cozy warmth. Trunks looked her in the eye and now seemed to shed his poker face as well. Bra started slightly.

"Why are you here now? I thought you couldn't get over me anymore." Trunks was still looking into her eyes.

" Maybe, maybe not.After all, you're still my sister. "Bra looked away, she suppressed her tears." But I also wanted to be friends with you, and I also thought that I made it. "Trunks seemed to say no, but Bra was still looking away. She noticed how he came closer to her and his hand reached under her chin, he slowly raised it and so she had to look into his eyes.

“What about Marron?” She was shocked, fended off his hand and looked at him defiantly.

"Don't we want to sort this out between us first?"

“That won't be clear as long as you don't give up on Goten.” Bra wanted to get up, but Trunks held her back. She spoke in her normal tone again.

"You know Trunks, sometimes I think you're jealous!" He didn't react, but leaned back against the wall. Bra did the same.

“You really don't understand that he just wants to get you to bed!” He spoke so calmly again, almost in a whisper tone. Bra didn't want to believe him.

"I don't think so! And even then, I wouldn't let it get that far!" She replied defensively.

"I think Bra, he just wants to get you in the box ... and who is his best friend here, huh ?! I know him better than you." She looked at him in disbelief. Should he really be right? Trunks came closer to her. He leaned over to her, his face stopped a few inches from hers, she could feel his breath, she felt very uncomfortable. What did Trunks want? Trunks could easily see her insecurity. He smiled thoughtfully again. Bra remembered. Usually that's always the smile that he used to flirt, no girl could resist him - according to his statement. What was the shit about? Trunks didn't move a bit, he was still so threateningly close to her, his hand sat next to her bent leg, she didn't know what that was about.

He was still smiling so funny. His hand now ran down her thigh.A tingling sensation filled her. Bra didn't move, she was put in a kind of fear barrier. Solely she pressed herself even more against the wall. But I got closer to Trunks again. She was getting really scared now. The whole time his eyes were fixed on hers. He put the other hand gently on her neck and his fingers played with her hair, which immediately straightened up. A tingling sensation, Bra suppressed it as best she could. He saw it at her. She supported herself with her hands, she felt weak, helpless.

"Bra, see it ..." he really whispered! He got closer to her! She was completely blown away! His face turned slightly and his lips stopped in front of her ear. She felt his warm breath.