A/N: Hey guys and gals. First things first, before you read this, you need to read Brain Xplosion's "Illegal Love" first. I'm simply picking up where he left off, so i wouldn't necessarily count this fic as mine. Also, the ages will change after this chapter, because I'm doing a time skip. The current ages, in this chapter are: Pan-15, Trunks-19, Goten-18, Bra, which I will be referring to as Bulla - 16.

Keep in mind that the ages will change next chapter. Please, proceed.

Chapter 1 -

"Your name?" inquired one of the Bouncer's in a rough, deep voice. The bouncer wasn't bad looking. In fact, he was quite handsome. He had nice blonde hair with a pair of brown intimidating eyes. You could definitely tell that he was the serious-type, his eyes were a huge indicator, after all. If it wasn't for the fact that he went overboard with the muscles, she'd definitely say he was gorgeous.

"Bulla Briefs." She answered, patiently awaiting to be granted entrance to the club, Off the Block. A friend from her school she was attending, Milna, had called her earlier, stating how a guy from their school was supposedly amazing at dancing. Seeing as how she had nothing to do, and Pan was out she immediately picked up the pace, flying home as fast as she could without burning too much of her energy. As soon as she made it home, she quickly filled her parents in before dashing towards her room and jumping into the shower as soon as her bathroom came into sight. About fifteen minutes later, after she had deemed herself clean enough, she stepped out of the shower before quickly getting dressed in something she deemed exceptional for a club.

If she had to be honest with herself, she was glad Milna called her. She'd been thinking about Goten and that waitress ever since he asked her out. She didn't know what got into her, but she suddenly didn't like the thought of Goten being with her. It wasn't as if she jealous or anything...she was just simply looking out for Goten.

But if that was so, then why wasn't she convinced?

"Identification card?" The blonde-haired bouncer called out in irritation, ceasing her thoughts. By the way he was looking at her, she supposed she probably had the right to assume that he'd been attempting to get her attention a few times now. But still...He wanted to see her identification? She usually wasn't questioned about this since people tended to instantly, recognize her as the heiress of Bulma Briefs. Just as she was about to pull it out, the other Bouncer shook his head at the other one, silently signifying that it wasn't necessary. He was just as muscular as the blonde-haired Bouncer, but he had dull brown hair with a pair of blue eyes.

Bulla watched as the other bouncer, specifically the blonde-haired one, nod towards her, and grant her permission to enter the club.

Bulla, in return, gave a short nod in return, silently thanking the brown-haired Bouncer, before entering the club. She really hadn't felt like pulling out her I.D., and she was honestly glad that the brown-haired Bouncer recognized her. Granted, he hadn't recognized her immediately but he did eventually, so she couldn't really complain. As soon as she entered, loud music could be heard. It was practically booming. She wouldn't be surprised if she couldn't hear her own thoughts, nor if the whole premises began shaking. Okay. So maybe she was exaggerating a little, but the music was just that loud.

She pushed her way through the crowded club, as she proceeded to text her friend, Milna, with one hand to find out where she was. Seconds later, she received a text from Milna saying that she was by the bar. Bulla then pocketed her phone, seeing no reason to respond, before heading towards the bar, her blue eyes roaming the club in order to spot the particular person she was searching for.

Bulla frowned when she didn't spot the person she was looking for, and decided to just sit down for now. Just as she was about to sit down, she thought she heard someone call her name and turned around to see Milna. The two girls hugged, before sitting on a small, but sturdy stool.

"So, who's this guy you were talking about?" Bulla inquired curiously, getting straight to the point.

Milna smirked. "You've got to see that for yourself."

Bulla rolled her eyes. That wasn't the answer she was looking for. She wanted a name, not a response that was going to increase her curiosity. She shook her head as she finally answered, "I guess I do have to see for myself. Come on, let's go."

Milna stood up and a few seconds into their walk, Milna announced that she had to go to the bathroom, insisting on checking how she looked. Giving no chance for Bulla to respond, she grabbed her blue-haired friend's hand before leading her towards the bathroom.

Bulla let out a sigh. At this rate, she wouldn't be able to find out who this guy was.

(In the Bathroom)

Milna smoothed out the imaginary wrinkles in her blue, mid-thigh dress and smiled. She had on silver pumps along with silver bangles and her brown shoulder length hair was curled. After observing herself in the mirror one last time, she whirled around to face Bulla, one hand on her hip as she questioned the blue-haired girl as to how she looked. She, herself, thought she looked pretty great, but it never hurt to get to a second opinion.

"You look great." Bulla answered, giving Milna the exact answer she was looking for.

"Good. Do you want to check, too?"

Bulla shrugged. She probably should. It was always better to be safe than sorry. She nodded and stepped in front of the mirror, observing her appearance, which consisted of dark, blue skinny jeans, red pumps, along with a red halter top and her light, blue hair was hanging down. She smiled, mentally satisfied with what she chose to wear tonight. She probably should have put at least some jewelry on, but she supposed it wasn't that significant.

"Okay, come on. Hopefully, he's still dancing."

Trunks parked his dark, green Lamborghini in one of few available parking spots left. He could already tell that the inside was pretty crowded, but he wouldn't expect it any other way. Once he parked his car, he quickly got out and headed for the passenger side to assist Pan.

Pan smiled appreciatively, before taking his hand and getting out. Who knew Trunks could be such a gentleman? She was honestly still surprised that Trunks had asked her out, but, despite her still being surprised, she was glad he did. Before, she was almost convinced that Trunks just saw her as her Uncle's niece - after all, she just saw Trunks as Bulla's older brother - but now, something had changed their perspective of each other, something had occurred on his part and her part.

Was it the fact that she admitted that he was attractive? And if that so, was that the reason she accepted his offer to go on a date, or was it something deeper? Something she hadn't noticed or realized until tonight?

Bulla stared at the guy Milna's been telling her about in shock. The guy she was talking about was...Goten?! The cute guy that was an amazing dancer...was him. She shook her head in disbelief. No, it couldn't be. Bulla closed her eyes, knowing full well that she couldn't deny that it was him. She released a faint sigh as she opened her eyes once more, trying to get herself under control. She wasn't ready to see him just yet. Seeing him now, reminded him of that waitress. Wait. Was this were their date was supposed to be? If so, then why didn't she see the waitress around? Did something happen?

Bulla felt a small amount happiness leaking through at the thought.

"Milna," Bulla started carefully, "you were talking about Goten this whole time?"

She let out a squeal in response, "Yes! Isn't he amazing?! Too bad he isn't single."

Bulla whirled her head to look at her brown-haired friend. "What? He isn't single?" She didn't see the waitress. Could she have missed her somehow?

Milna nodded and pointed towards a girl with light brown hair that was now dancing with him in a very provocative manner. Bulla released a low growl at the sight, her fists unconsciously clenching. That was very much the waitress. It was unmistakable. She recognized her from the restaurant earlier. She gritted her teeth as she turned her head away, not being able to take the sight of Goten with another girl.

So, Bulla thought to herself, it seems like her fears were confirmed. She did have feelings for him. She had been suspicious of her actions for leaving and getting upset when she witnessed Goten's interest in the waitress ever since she departed from the restaurant. Hopefully, it wouldn't grow into anything more than a simple crush. When it all came down to it, the fact of the matter was that Goten was her best friend's uncle, and her brother's best guy friend. And to Goten, she was just his niece's best friend. Nothing more, and nothing less.

He probably only saw her as a younger sister. And if he saw her as nothing more than a younger sister, then there was no chance of the two of them ever getting together.