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All Over You

Chapter 1

That night at Capsule Corp, white balloons and streamers adorned the main dining room, smells of all manner of delicious food wafted through the air, the champagne was flowing and friends and family were all brought together in celebration. Goten sat beside his best friend swishing his champagne absentmindedly around in his glass quietly observing the festivities.

Bulma, of course always the hostess ensuring everyone was enjoying themselves. Vegeta and Goku were devouring enough food to feed a small army while Chi-Chi muttered something about Saiyan men and their poor table manners.

And of course, the guests of honor, if you will, Trunks and Marron. After dating for a year and a half, Trunks had decided to pop the question. It was strange almost, to see Trunks settling down and letting go of his former party boy lifestyle. It had started as casual flirting shortly after Marron had become Trunks' secretary after graduating from college. Flirting eventually turned into a date, and then another date, and then sex. Sex eventually turned into affection. Soon Trunks found himself ignoring the copious advances of any other woman. Instead of spending his evenings out at the bar, he found himself content to be curled up on the couch with the blonde simply watching a movie and enjoying her company. He found himself wanting to spend the rest of his life with Marron.

Goten couldn't help but feel a bit jealous, of his friend. Not because he had feelings for Marron. Because that wasn't the case. He missed that feeling, the feeling of being completely wrapped up in another person.

He thought he'd found it too.

Things had been out of sorts between them for a while. He would come home to find the apartment empty after a long day at the dojo. He thought nothing of it at first. It would happen once or twice a week... Then it was every other night. Then she would agree to leave on extended business trips without discussing it with him. When she was gone her phone calls were few and far between.

Soon he stopped even expecting them. Goten was a patient man, but he was growing sick of waiting for things to go back to the way they were.

He had begun spending more and more time at work in his dojo. Trying to keep his mind off the void slowly growing between them and the pain it caused in his chest.

All of that, had built toward this moment.

 


 

 

"Is everything alright? You were quiet at the restaurant tonight."

Paris took a seat on the soft beige sofa, fidgeting with her hair, an uncomfortable, somewhat disinterested look on her face as Goten hung up their coats.

"What? Oh no... everything's fine."

Everything's fine? Everything certainly hadn't felt fine. Paris had just returned that day from a two-week photo shoot with her modeling agency and something had seemed off ever since he'd collected her from the airport. She had said next to nothing to him all night, she'd barely even touched her dinner and he'd taken her to her favorite restaurant to celebrate her homecoming.

"Are you sure?"

A small red light blinking from the answering machine caught his attention. The screen above it read, '1 unheard message'. Goten pressed the play button, expecting to hear the voice of his mother or perhaps Trunks.

"Hey Paris it's Blaine, I just wanted to tell you, I had a great time with you this week, and I can't wait to see you again, call me back when you get a chance."

Onyx eyes met chestnut, and everything clicked.

Goten clenched his fist and scoffed quietly, "So everything is fine huh?"

He was met with a sigh, "You know what Goten, No, actually everything is not fine."

He turned to face her fully, unsure of what to say to that. She was right, everything wasn't fine, it hadn't been for a long time.

She stood up, tossing her chestnut waves over her shoulder in exasperation. "I think it would be best, if we spent some time apart."

Goten was quiet for a moment. He'd known this was coming, he'd expected it, to a degree. What he didn't expect was the feeling of... emptiness that came. He wasn't angry, wasn't even necessarily sad. If he felt anything, he felt disappointed. Disappointed, that all their time together had been wasted and fizzled out the way it had.

"I'll pick up my stuff tomorrow and I'll leave my key in the mailbox." He threw his jacket back on and walked out the door.

 


 

 

"Alright alright everyone settle down! First of all, Marron and I want to thank you guys for coming out tonight to celebrate our engagement!" Trunks gave his new fiancé an affectionate squeeze, "And we have a few favors to ask."

The room quieted as Trunks cleared his throat before looking to his best friend sitting to his right.

"Goten, we've grown up together, we've seen the best and worst of each other, you're like the brother I never had and I'd like you to be my best man!" Trunks let go of Marron as Goten stood to accept and give his best friend a hug and congratulate him once more.

"And since we're going to be sisters soon, Bura I'd like you to be my maid of honor!" Marron chimed in.

The room erupted in applause for the happy couple. Fresh bottles of champagne were uncorked with a series of 'pops'. Krillin could be seen sobbing onto his wife's shoulder "My little girl is all grown up and getting married!"

Goten gave a small smile, before leaving the large dining table and making his way out onto the lavishly decorated balcony.

"So, what did you do to piss her off this time?" Trunks stepped out onto the balcony carrying a freshly opened bottle of champagne having decided to join his best friend and leaving his fiancé to entertain the rest of the guests.

Goten's face fell and he sighed rubbing a hand across his neck.

"Or should I say who did you do?"

"Heh, you've got it backwards buddy."

"She was sleeping with someone else?"

"For all I know." Goten downed the last of his champagne. "We haven't really been getting along for a while now and she's gone all the time with her job and when we did actually spend time together we just didn't seem to connect like we used to."

"If she was screwing someone else I say good riddance."

"Yeah, good riddance..." Goten looked down at his shoes wanting to change the subject, "anyway, thanks for letting me crash here until I can find a place closer to the dojo. I appreciate it."

"No problem man, that's what family is for!" Trunks punched him lightly on the shoulder, before his gaze drifted back to the lovely blonde chatting away with his mother. "She is something, isn't she?"

"She sure is," Goten chuckled lightly, "I still can't believe you're getting married."

"You and me both man."

They heard the sliding glass door open and shut once more as Bura stepped out into the cool night air clad in a strappy red dress and matching heels.

"What's up squirt?" Trunks smirked as his sister seized the bottle of champagne from his hand to replenish her glass.

"Don't call me that." Bura said hotly as she shot her brother one of her father's signature glares. "I'm 21, I'm not a child."

"Ouch. Not very friendly." Trunks feigned a look of hurt at her tone.

Bura turned her cerulean gaze on Goten as she moved to refill his empty glass as well, "So I hear you'll be staying with us for a while?"

"Guess so," Goten smiled sheepishly.

"The wonder twins! under one roof!" She laughed, "I bet Dad is thrilled!"

"I won't be staying for too long, just until I find decent place here in town, close to the Dojo." Bura frowned at the melancholy in his voice. Her brother had given her the short version of what had happened between Goten and Paris. They broke up and Goten needed somewhere to stay until he found a new apartment. She would ask him more about what happened some other time, when the wound wasn't quite so fresh anymore.

"Well, I'm happy you're here!" She smiled, "Besides it'll be good to have the best man around, the big day will be here before we know it!"

"Right."

At that moment, the blonde bride-to-be slid open the patio door, "Hey you guys Bulma is serving dessert! Get in here before it's all gone!"

Trunks and Bura quickly disappeared back into the house.

Goten lingered on the patio alone for a moment, not really in the party mood. He drained his glass once more, he couldn't keep on like this, one way or another he would have to move on.

He needed to move on.

A/N: I know it's short but bear with me guys, some chapters will be shorter than others and I really need to get this story out of my head.