It's been a long time since I've written anything for this story. As of right now I am going through each chapter and editing and rewriting some of it. I posted this years ago, and as I read my writing from back then, I cringe. It was terrible stuff. For that I must apologize. I hope this newer version is better and that you guys will stick with me as I finally continue this story. Thanks for waiting so long.

LNCrow

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Dragonball Z.

Thoughts

Thoughts between mates


Bra mumbled under her breath while staring at the slideshow in front of her. The man was blathering on about Capsule Corp combining with another large company. The representative was going on and on about how both companies would benefit from this merge. Bra had to stifle a yawn when he finished up his speech. The lights came back on and she looked over at her brother, who was lost in his own world. She kicked him in the shin, earning a grunt and snort from Trunks.

Some president. Bra rolled her eyes and mouthed to Trunks that the slideshow was over. They stood and shook hands with the representatives. A short, bald man took Bra's hand into his own clammy one and kissed it lightly. Bra gave a tight smile and tried not to shudder in disgust.

"Thank you for coming and talking to us. We will take this merger into consideration and get back to you within the month." Trunks led them out the door. She knew there was no way Capsule Corp would ever merge with another company, but they didn't need to know that. Trunks shut the door and looked over at Bra, "I don't know how many more meetings like this I can take," he told her.

Bra snorted, "Don't look at me. You're the president."

"Awww c'mon Bra, you're my Vice President. Can't you help me out some more?" Trunks pleaded, instantly giving her his best puppy dog look.

"If I helped you anymore, I would be doing all of your work, lazy ass. I already do more than half of your paper work. I even attended the corporation's presidential meetings in your place. All you do is go off with Goten and train, and when you are here you spend all of your time in your office on the phone with Pan." Bra glared at him, unwavering.

"Fine. Last time I look to you for help," Trunks mumbled, "Just go. I'll finish filling this out."

Bra gave him one last smirk before heading back to her office. "Hey Liz, any messages for me?" Bra asked her elderly secretary.

Liz looked up from her computer and gave Bra a smile. "Yes, Miss Bra. Miss Marron called and said to call her back."

Bra nodded and stepped into her office. "Call Marron." She commanded to her office phone.

The phone had barely rung once when a cheerful voice came through the speakers, "Hello?"

"Marron, it's me, Bra. Why did you call?" Bra sat back in her chair, kicking her feet up on the desk.

"Oh Bra!" Marron shrieked in delight. "I was going to tell you that there is this new club and I was wondering if you would take time from your fast-paced life to go with me, Pan, Trunks, Uub, and Goten tonight. Please, please, pretty pppllllleeeeeaaaasssseeee?" She begged.

Bra smiled slightly at her friend's invitation. It was true that Bra had been really busy with some new inventions for Capsule Corp and had begun to neglect her friends. "I'll be there. Pick me up about 8:30?

Marron squealed and hung up.

I'll take that as a yes. She checked the clock one last time before sliding her feet off the desk and burying her nose into the pile of paperwork…


Bra checked herself in the mirror and readjusted her dress. She had on a skintight, black, backless dress. Her heels were a cherry red to match her lipstick. Her eyes had a smoky effect to them to make her seem even sexier. Her blue hair was curled and her bangs hung lightly in her eyes. She smiled and exited her room when the honk of Marron's hover car split the nighttime silence.

Trunks stepped out of his room just as Bra did and nearly ran into her. He looked his sister up and down once and smirked knowingly at her. "You look like a hooker," Trunks teased her.

He wore jeans and a button up shirt that Pan had bought him. She smirked evilly, "Your girlfriend is here?" She playfully shoved him and raced down the stairs, with Trunks hot on her heels.

They clamored into Marron's hover car, nearly crushing Pan.

"Someone looks sexy," Marron laughed.

"Thank you," Trunks and Bra replied at the same time. They looked at each other. Trunks stuck out his tongue, while Bra smirked. Pan snuggled up to Trunks, "I see you're wearing the shirt I got you."

"Of course," Trunks bent over to kiss Pan lightly on the lips. "By the way, you are going to be the most beautiful girl at the club." Pan just giggled and kissed him. Bra made a gagging noise. Before she started dating trucks, Pan would have never been caught giggling.

Marron looked at Bra and over to Uub. "Ahem. You two, I gotta drive and I don't want to see you guys sucking face in my rearview mirror." Marron teased lightly. Uub reached over and clasped her hand in his and smiled sheepishly at her.


They pulled up to the club within a few minutes.

"Where's Goten?" Bra wondered, just now noticing his absence.

"He said he'd meet us here." Pan dismissed.

They all stepped out of the car and headed into the club. Upon entering they realized that everyone was circled around the dance floor, watching something. The group shoved their way through to see what everyone was gaping at. When they finally saw who the spotlight was on, Bra's mouth dropped open in surprise. In the middle of the dance floor, Goten was dancing with some girl he probably picked up on the street. Bra noticed that he danced like he fought; flawlessly. He seemed to have let the music take over his body, each of his movements was in sync with the beat. The girl dancing with him was rubbing up against his body. Bra sneered and thought that the ditzy blonde probably couldn't even dance. The only thing she had to do was rub up on the guy she was dancing with and she was in.

Bra switched her attention back to Goten. He really did look like some kind of sex god. He wore dark jeans and a button up long-sleeve shirt, but the sleeves where rolled up to his elbows. Bra couldn't tear her eyes away. Someone calling her name broke the trance her had put her in.

"Earth to Bra! Snap out of it! You were practically drooling," Pan laughed at her friend's actions.

Bra turned defensive. "I was not. I was just noticing how great of a dancer he is."

Pan just laughed and walked over to where Trunks was sitting.

"From what I hear, he's an amazing kisser." Marron added.

"What?" Bra stared at her friend, shocked.

"Oh c'mon Bra. I know you want to kiss him."

"No! Marron, have you not forgotten that Goten is my brother's best friend. He is almost an older brother to me!"

"Don't play that card on me. I'm not that dumb. I know you've had a crush on him for, like, ever. He's here, you're here, looking hot I might add, why not?" Marron wiggled her eyebrows to Bra's dismay.

"You aren't going to let this go are you?" Bra sighed in defeat.

"Not until you dance with him," She winked and walked over to the rest of their group.

I need a drink Bra inwardly groaned after stealing one last glance at Goten and the tramp all over him.

She walked up to the bar and ordered three shots of whisky. Being a saiya-jin, it would take more than a few shots of these to actually get her to loosen up. Being half saiya-jin had its ups, such as making it nearly impossible for her to get wasted. She downed those three and ordered another round, ignoring the odd look the bartender gave her.

As Bra sat there watching other clubbers dance, she heard a high pitched voice call her name, "Bra, fancy running into you!"

Oh no. It's Sarah. Bra wanted to disappear into thin air.

"Hey Sarah." Bra said with her best fake smile plastered on her face.

"What's up girl? I haven't seen you in like forever! You sure look great. Did you see that couple dancing in the middle of the club? They are great dancers. Isn't that Pan's uncle? He is way hot. I wouldn't mind getting into bed with him. If he is half as good in bed as he is at dancing then he would make for a fun one-night-stand." Sarah babbled on.

Bra cleared her throat in annoyance, cutting Sarah off. "Yes that is Pan's uncle. And he is a good dancer. He is not a couple with the girl he is dancing with and he would never get in bed with you." Bra stated matter-of-factly.

"Well, of course not. I can see by the way he keeps glancing over here that he is totally into you. It's not a big surprise; I mean you did always date the best guys in high school." Sarah gave a sickly sweet smile.

Goten keeps looking at me? Bra forced herself to ignore the instinct to glance over to where Goten was sitting with his "date". Bra rolled her eyes at Sarah, deciding that the girl was obviously fooling herself. "Goten is not into me, Sarah. And I wouldn't be interested even if he did like me."

"Well, you don't have to be in a long term relationship. Just a one-night-stand. The old Bra would have done it in a heartbeat. I guess you lost your edge. I bet you couldn't even get him to sleep with you." Sarah gave an innocent shrug before turning to walk away.

Bra growled and glared at Sarah. She was Bra Vegeta Briefs, daughter of the strongest man alive and smartest woman on earth. No one insults.

"I take you on that bet," Bra called out, catching Sarah before she could leave. "I'll sleep with him by the end of the night."

Sarah's smile widened. Bra had taken the bait. "Okay. But you have to bring me something of his. Bring me, uhh, bring me the necklace he is wearing."

Bra didn't need to look at Goten to know which necklace she was talking about. It was a dark brown leather cord with a small pendant on it. The pendant had his father's sign engraved into it. Goten wore it everywhere, and she wasn't even sure if he ever took it off.

I can always take it, show it to Sarah, and then slip back into his room before he notices it was gone. Bra had to admit, she was as clever as ever. She would win this bet and not even get caught doing it.

"You're on." Bra reached her hand out to shake.

Taking her hand, Sarah nodded. "Bring the necklace to me tomorrow." She then walked off to join a group of guys.

Game on. Bra smirked to herself.