Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Object of My Obsession ❯ The Game ( Chapter 6 )

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Chapter Six
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"Oh cut it out, Bra," Goten wailed as he was being pushed into my room.
With all her force, she heaved one last time, making him stumble into Trunks' arms. Both
immediately blushed as Goten was helped up by his fiancé, Trunks seemingly more embarrassed.


"Good catch, babe," Goten said as he stood up straight.
This was the first time I saw Goten since I realized my feelings for his lover. Sure, I should
probably see my uncle more, especially with the wedding being so soon, but I've been so
preoccupied with his love that I didn't even notice he wasn't around.


Wait! How stupid does that sound? I'm over here fucking his fiancé, his wedding fast
approaching, turning everything upside-down. What in the hell was wrong with me? I just
realized how screwed this situation was. Never in my wildest dreams would I have
thought my fantasies would actually come true. When I had my fantasies, I never thought about
the repercussions of what would happen. I never thought about how it would effect my family,
my friends, everyone. I just knew it would never happen.


But it did happen…


"Vegeta-sei to Pan. Are you there, Pan?"


I turned and looked at Goten, who was waiving his hands in front of my face. I scanned him,
tried to crack a believable smile, then walked over to my window. I couldn't deal with this, not
right now. I didn't even get a chance to enjoy the moment I had waited so long for.


See, there I go again, only thinking about me. How about what I just took away from my uncle? I
just took away his life-long dream…to be with the man that he loves.


All I could do is let out a sigh and look out at the afternoon scene that was before me. I opened
the window, letting the warm, fresh air come in, as well as rays of bright yellow light. For a
moment, I was calm. I was able to let the moment go…then Bra opened her mouth.


"Look, one of you better tell Goten what's going on! He deserves to know!"
Severely agitated that she disrupted my peace, I spun around and matched glares with her. Her
expression had changed once more, from pain to desperation. I knew she wanted Goten to know,
and she didn't want to have to be the one to tell him. Hell, none of us wanted to be the one to tell him. But I just felt he didn't have to know, at all. We should just forget about it and act like it never happened. That would be best…I think.


"Look, why don't you just leave it alone, Bra? It's not need to ruin everything over this one
mistake," I said, walking over to her. I placed my hands over her shoulders and looked into my
best friend's eyes. I hoped that she wouldn't say anything, I prayed that she wouldn't say
anything. She just couldn't say anything.


"Please, Bra," I coaxed, "Leave it alone."


I could feel Bra surrendering. She cut her eyes away and searched the room, contemplating my
suggestion, my request. Painfully, she took a deep breath, held it for a moment, and slowly let it out. I knew it was difficult for her, but she nodded yes and I could not contain my jubilation. I hugged her excitedly and jumped up and down. She did not respond though. She merely stood stiffly and looked down. I felt bad for her, but I was happy. Goten wouldn't find out!


That's when I remembered he was still in the room. I could feel his puzzled eyes looking at me.
Slowly, I turned around. He was holding Trunks' hand, sitting on my bed. The sweatdrops that
formed at the back of my head were shared by myself and Trunks, whose expression almost
cracked. I must have talked just a little too loud.


"What would ruin everything," Goten finally asked, scratching the back of his head. I completely
froze up. What was I going to say now? I mean, lying isn't exactly my strong suit. As the sweat
rolled down my brow, I looked anxiously at Trunks, then at Goten, then back at Trunks. I opened
my mouth and batted my lips, but nothing seemed to come out. As if I hit a nerve, Trunks
squeezed his lover's hand, catching his attention.


"Well, there's no keeping it from you now. Pan told me what color you boutonniere was going to
be."


I immediately fell to the floor, Bra following after me. I looked up at the ceiling and let out a
huge sigh of relief. The situation was over…for now. Within seconds, I heard footsteps and Bra
and myself were being raised off the floor. Trunks helped his sister up, while my uncle helped
me. I shook off the fall and put my arms around Goten. His feelings would be spared. Confused,
Goten slowly placed his hands at my side, and I jumped up and kissed him on the cheek.


"What's all this for," he asked, truly perplexed.
I stopped my celebration for a second to recall the excuse Trunks had given him. I had to be the
actress again, only this time, since there was some truth to the madness, so it would all run more
efficiently.


"Well, I see you aren't mad for me telling him. He really wanted to know and I didn't want to
tell him, but he looked so sad and I couldn't say no," I blurted out in a cheery tone. Goten
cracked a half-smile, then laughed heartily. It was as if everything was starting to make sense to him. This was a very good thing.


"It's ok, Pan. Though I would have preferred you not to tell him, but there's no harm done," he
said looking me over. "You seem to be feeling much better."


I blushed profusely and stepped back. Think of a good comeback, Pan. Hurry. Hurry. Hurry.


"Well, I guess it just had to run its course. I really felt better after this morning," I replied.

Goten walked over me and examined my face intently. I swear, it seemed like he was sniffing
me out like a bloodhound or something. I clamed up on the inside, but I didn't let it show. I just let him look over me.


"Well, from the way you've been sweating, it seems like you worked it out your system. I always
heard exercising was the best was to sweat out a cold," he commented, looking at me.


"Sure, all depends on what activity you do," Bra said under her breath, but loud enough for us
Saiya-jins to hear. I spun around and glared her down. She shrugged her shoulders, and made her
exit out of the room. How could she just say that? It was not in her personality at all to be so flip. But, I had to thank goodness she was finally leaving. I turned my attention back to Goten and just pretended to ignore Bra's statement.


"Anyway," I said, putting my arm around my uncle, "Why don't I stop by your house a little
later? I think I'm going to fix myself some lunch and take another nap."


He smiled and nodded as I led him through the bedroom door and down the hall. I waived to him
as he exited and as soon as the door shut, I collapsed on the floor. How long could this game
continue? This was only Hour One…and it was completely exhausting. Collecting my thoughts,
I stood back up and walked into my room. Trunks was sitting on the edge of my bed facing the
window. I took in a deep breath. I didn't know what he was feeling, so I truly didn't know what
to actually say to him…but I had to try. I sat down next to him and placed my hand over his. He
looked down at me, then at my hand, then out the window.


"I don't know what to do, Pan," he said, choking on tears.
I placed my head on his shoulder and rubbed his back gently, all the while intertwining my
fingers with his. I could feel the shortness of his breath, the rapid pace of his heart. What could I possibly do? It is obvious that he's in love with Goten. Why did this crazy thing have to happen? It's so funny. And hour ago I wanted nothing more than for him to be interesting in me. Now, I wish it never happened.


Without warning, Trunks rose from the bed and leapt out the window. I ran over, yelling out to
him, but I knew it was no use.


We had reached the point of no return. Nothing would be simple anymore.