Disclaimer: No, I don't own any rights to anything related to DB, DBZ, or DBGT.

This is the first story I've ever published here, but I've written many Gohan/Videl and Goten/Bra Fan fics in my little journal and in my head! XD

Fair Warnings:

1. I plan to have possibly a lot of lemons in this story...So if you don't like, don't read!

2. Like I said, this is my first Fic, be gentle.

3. I Do not have word or anything like that, I use Jarte. My apologies in advance for any spelling or grammar mistakes.

4. There is a very small masturbation scene in this chapter!

Ages: (I know they're not accurate and don't care.)

Bra: (Almost) 17

Goten: 22

Trunks: 23

Pan: 18

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Chapter One: The Bet

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The sun blazed down onto earth this Thursday afternoon. A young man lays in the glistening grass of his parent's front yard and tries to shield his eyes from it. He must have fallen asleep in the yard again, in fear of his strict mother lecturing him on drinking again. I am 21 years old, for Kami's sake! He'd always think to himself while enduring the torture. He rolled over on his stomach to escape the blinding rays. His head was pounding and they certainly weren't helping it. All of a sudden, a sharp pain struck his back as if something or someone had landed on him from up in the sky!

"Got too drunk that you had to sleep outside again, huh?" Rang a familiar voice.

Covering up his ears, sensitive to noise, the young man groaned and replied. "Ugh, Trunks! Get off of me!"

The lavender haired boy just laughed and stepped off his best friend like he was just merely stepping off a street curb. "Chill out, Goten. Here, take one of my extra sensu beans."

Goten rolled back over with a grunt and caught the misshapen, little bean that was tossed at his face. He popped it in his mouth and swallowed with haste. "Dude, thanks! Who knew these things could cure hang-overs too." He chuckled. "So what're doing all the way down here in the boonies?"

"Well, I'm on my way to talk to Dende about something and thought you'd tag along." Trunks answered.

"Sure, it's fun to pick his brain." Goten replied, standing up and brushing the straw pieces of grass off his cloths. "I'm sure he won't care that I haven't showered." Trunks and Goten both shared a laugh before blasting off into the sky towards Dende's lookout.

They arrived some time later and just started filling Dende in on all that they've been up to here lately. From Trunks going after Pan and being rejected time after time, all the way to Goten's crazy ex-girlfriend Paris.

"Yeah, and the best part is...He's still sleeping with her!" Trunks shouted in a roar of laughter.

"I am not! Well, maybe I did a few times..." Retaliated Goten.

Dende shook his head at both men, but thought that as guardian over Earth...he was obligated to help them anyway. "Listen to me, Trunks. You're cheap pick up lines and expensive flowers may have worked on those easy girly-girls you usually go after, but Pan is much different. She has come to me many times for advice, she wants to find a challenging man. One who doesn't just nod his head at everything she says, whether interested or not. Show her fire, passion. She wants a man, stupid."

Then it looked like an epiphany had crash landed right into Trunk's brain. "Ooh..." He lifted his head, deep in thought.

"And while he's gone to some other land..." Dende said, gesturing to Bulma's son, who like her, traveled inside his own mind a lot. "...Let's talk about you." He finished, focusing a strict glare on Goten, who gulp in response. "Is there not one temptation you can resist?!" Dende yelled at him.

"I'm not that bad!" Goten yelled back. "Trunks was far worse!"

"Exactly...Was" Dende chuckled at his long-time friend. "But then he saw Pan for the woman she was and stopped all that. I'll make a bet with you."

"I really don't need to hear that about my cousin. But, fine. What're the stakes?" Goten was never one to turn down a bet, especially one with a good friend.

"First things first. I will set up an unlikely temptation for you on Earth. I won't tell you what it is either. It may be a certain party, alcohol, a girl, drugs or some type of other activity. If you can resist and win, I will grant you any favor in my power for good. If you give in to this temptation, it will come back to get you in the form of bad luck every time you give into it. And no, it's not Paris...but you still can't sleep with her or the bet's off!"

Goten raised his eyebrow but nodded in agreement. 'And you'll stay out of my personal shit if I win too. Deal. This should be easy. Only one thing I have to avoid. Did you hear all that Trunks?"

By now, Trunks had snapped out of his thoughts of Panny and was listening intently with a smirk. "This is gonna be fun. I love watching you squirm, Goten."

"Gee, Thanks, Buddy." Goten said sarcastically and rolled his eyes.

The three talked and joked around for a few hours before each returned back to their homes; Trunks to work on his plan to get Panny, Goten to go home and take a shower, and Dende stayed on his lookout to keep an eye on both.

--Meanwhile at Capsule Corp.--

"Moooom!" Screamed the blue-haired teenager, "Have you seen my push-up bra? Or the inflatable one?"

"Bra, darling...Why do you need those silly things? You're a beautiful girl!" Bulma answered.

"Yeah, duh! But my boobs are so small for my age! And my birthday is tomorrow, I have to look good for the party!." Bra replied. She was very self conscious of her chest size, even though they were normal for a girl her age. She had just been depressed while looking at younger pictures of her mother and seeing how busty she was at bra's age.

"Your bust is not small, dear. Just not gigantic." Her mother rolled her eyes and went back to work in her lab.

Bra ignored her mother's last comments and continued to judge herself in the full length mirror in her bed room. She'd cup her breasts, push them together, lift them up, anything to try and make them look bigger under her tank top. Bra sighed in defeat and went about deciding her outfit for the party tomorrow night. She wanted something to knock the boys' socks off. She smirked as she came across a tight, leather, violet mini-skirt and a matching corset that laced up the front with black cord. She wouldn't need huge breasts to make this outfit look sexy. Bra pulled out some black boots that rose to just below her knee and nodded in victory, crossing her arms over her chest. I'm bound to get a date in this.

A couple floors door, at the base of C. C., Bulma shut the door behind her as she entered her lab. She leaned up against it, her arms crossed and was deep in thought. She was worried about her budding teenage daughter. Bra was always such an innocent, naive little child...Always chasing after Trunks and Goten. She had developed a large crush on the youngest Son boy at an early age, it continued for years and she never took interest in any other boy. It infuriated Vegeta, but Bulma thought it was adorable and was at peace knowing that Goten never treated her as anything more than annoying, little sister. At first, Bulma was proud of her when she stopped beating herself up over Goten never ever even possibly being attracted to "Trunks Kid Sister", but now she almost wished things would go back to that. Soon after, Bra began dressing more skimpy and worrying about her breast size more than her studies. She was trying to forget Goten all together by getting another boy as fast as she could, by any means possible. And her mother realized this quickly.

"I guess...She just wants to be noticed for once. Goten never did take her seriously, but then again...who would? She started acting like a love sick puppy at only age five around him." Bulma sighed, "I just want my little girl to be okay...She's going to end up getting herself into some trouble one of these days. She's...too much like me..."

--Back to the Son residence--

Goten turned the faucet on and undressed while the water warmed up. He pulled back the curtain and took a deep breath of the steam that rolled out. Carefully stepping into the shower as not to slip, Goten just stood below the stream for a few minutes as the hot water splashed over his body. The droplets hit his neck and rolled down over his muscular chest, sliding down his well-defined abs and continuing their journey south. Goten let out a sigh of comfort as the soothing water washed over his male parts. He finished enjoying the relaxing effects of the steaming water and reached down for the shampoo body, he proceeded to begin washing his hair, but as he scrubbed away at his raven locks...thoughts of his conversation with Dende flowed back in his head. "An unlikely temptation, huh?...Damn! I'm so fucking curious now. I want to do anything now just to find out what the hell it is...Well, I know it's not Paris or any other girl for that matter...that'd be too easy. It's not alcohol either, way too easy." He thought to himself. Goten leaned his head back into the rushing water and rinsed out the shampoo, replacing it with a fresh layering of conditioner. "I've never even done drugs, so it can't be that...Gambling! That's gotta be it! He's trying to throw me off because betting is gambling...but this is a bet...so he never thought I'd guess that!" Goten smirked to himself and rinsed his soapy hands clean underneath the shower head. "I'm just glad it's not jacking off..." He laughed and slid his right hand down towards his member. It had been steadily stiffening as Goten's mind wrapped around all the things he could do with women that Dende would consider a immoral. Closing his eyes and leaning his head back, he grabbed a firm hold of his member and gave it a light squeeze. He grunted in pleasure, it had been a long time since Goten had serviced himself. Slamming his left palm against the shower wall for balance, Goten began sliding his hand up and down himself, not concealing his moans as he knew he was home alone. Some time later, he finished and let his fluids flow down the shower drain with the rest of the liquids. Goten rinsed the conditioner out his hair, gave the rest of his body a quick scrub and left the shower. He did what everyone else does and dried himself off, putting on fresh cloths and leaving the bathroom.

Goten had just sat down on the couch in his family's living room and was about to turn on the TV, when his mother came home.

"Where have you been?" Goten raised his eyebrow after seeing all the bags she had come home with.

"I went shopping of course!" Chi chi exclaimed. "I had to get Bra a birthday present! Along with presents for her from your father, Gohan, Videl, and you!" She said, placing her hands on her hips, still holding the shopping bags.

"Whoops..." Goten sweat dropped and put on that famous Son grin, "Thanks, mom."

"Make sure you dress nice! And you better not bring that Paris girl, you hear me? She a bit coo coo, dear..."

Goten just nodded and Chichi walked off to wrap and put the gifts away. He knew she was right. Paris was psycho. She was bitchy, maybe even bi-polar...high maintenance...spoiled...rude to his friends...mean to Panny and all girl in general...and the more he looked at her, the less attractive she became physically to him. "Man...I'm in over my head. She's not going to go away easy. Even if I already dumped her...she still acts like I'm in love with her or something. I need to find a chick, then maybe she'll get the hint." He said to himself and scratched his head. Goten wanted a strong girl, one with fire in her eyes. Not a sheltered-in-a-perfect-world brat who gets whatever she wants and constantly whines and complains. Paris was a baby. He wanted a woman. Someone proud, sure of themselves, but can back it up as well, someone who doesn't back from anything. Goten jumped back into the couch as a picture of Vegeta flooded into his mind.

"Oh, dude...that's just wrong." He winced, yelling at his subconscious. "Let's also add that she has to be female, with the sex drive of a minx." Goten laughed crudely to himself.

After that nice thought, he finally turned on the TV.

Does Bra ever find the right bra? Will Goten forget about the party too? Does Paris ever come into the story? What ever happened to Trunks and Pan? You'll have to stick around and find out!

To be continued in the next chapter...

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In the next chapter: What? A party a CC!? Count me in!

Author's Note: Argh, it's 4:00am already! Well, there's the first chapter! I know, I know...it's pretty fluffy, short and boring. I got a little tired half way through. The next ones will be better. I plan on posting the next chapter in 1-3 days! Please R&R so that I know people are out there!