DISCLAIMER: Sorry, I'm just a fan; I don't own this amazing series. This plot however is mine but nothing associating with the Dragon Ball franchise belongs to me.

This is my first Bra/Goten story, so I'm new to this. It's not a long story, just a three chapter long story about Bra and Goten. I don't think it's like any of the others so… I hope you enjoy it.

Chapter 1: Slipped Away From Me

She brushed her blue locks off her shoulder; it was a sign of her boredom. She'd never like school; it was just another stumbling block in the path of her fashion career. Sadly, her parents wanted her to go to college and pursue a degree in Business and Finance. Just another reason for her to join the family business like her brother did.

She sighed. Her brother Trunks was the president of Capsule Corporation, the family business and Briefs Enterprises his very own business. He was the perfect example of what she didn't want to become. Sure, he was successful, hardworking, responsible and perfectly reliable but he was also thirty and completely unhappy because he hadn't pursue his dreams. She didn't want to be thirty regretting her decisions of never giving her dreams a chance.

Yet here she was; sitting in a classroom with a lecturer who was too shy to even teach his own class. With his oversized and extremely unfashionable spectacles, she knew he was just another candidate on the lists of people who decided their dreams were too big for them to follow.

Mr. Clark, her Calculus professor, dismissed the class and she quickly fled from the classroom. She was exhausted and she had a capsule filled with homework she'd have to complete over the weekend. It wasn't that she couldn't get it done; it was quite the opposite actually. She came from a long line of scientific geniuses; her college work was like simple understanding to her. Her issue with school was that she wasn't passionate enough about it. Except in her case, her education wasn't a discussion. It was in comparison to air or water, you need it to survive. In other words, survive the household of the Briefs; the richest family in the entire world.

Bra took flight and headed home. Flying was always her way of relieving the tension out of her life if only for a few moments. To her it was like the clouds were clearing her mind, stealing away her worries and replacing them with a heart full of hope. She smiled. Home.

She landed at the front door and unlocked the door with her key.

"Mom I'm home!" she shouted as she walked upstairs with her backpack lagging behind her.

"Could you come down here when you're done sweetheart?" her mother replied. Bra walked to her room where she flung her backpack on the bed and kicked off her heels. She walked to her closet where she selected a short denim pants, with a blue cropped Tee. It was comfortable enough for home but just fashionable enough to greet people in case some uninvited guests decide to show up.

The blue-haired; twenty-one year old headed towards the kitchen. She met her mother sitting down at the small kitchen table with a coffee mug in one hand and a newspaper in the other. Bulma Briefs was in two words; brilliant and beautiful. It was difficult living up to her mother's appearance when she was at least a shard less beautiful than her mother. It probably was because she had more of her father in her.

"Hey mom, you wanted to see me?" Bra sat down across from her mother. Bulma placed the newspaper and coffee down before she smiled.

"Yeah I did. How was school?" Bra held back a well-deserved groan.

"It was okay. I have a lot of homework to turn in on Monday but nothing I can't get done."

"That's wonderful. Your father and I are so proud of you. I remember when Trunks graduated, it seems like only yesterday I showing him to his office in Capsule Corporation." Bra felt her spirit sink.

"Yeah, where is Trunks?" Bulma sipped her coffee.

"He's sparring with your father. That kid sure is a hard worker. I'm hoping by next year he'll give me grandchildren." Bulma grinned but Bra winced in her chair. Poor Trunks; she thought.

"He hasn't gotten a wife as yet. Mom, don't you think you're putting too much pressure on him?" Bulma frowned.

"No, Trunks is a grown man. He can handle running two multi-billionaire companies, a wife and kids." Bra frowned. Her mother was a lunatic. She was going to drive Trunk to a point of insanity.

"Mom, Trunks needs to take a break. You and Dad are going to kill him if this pattern continues. Why do you expect him to be this perfect child? He's not. He might be part Saiya-jin but he's still human."

"Bra, your brother isn't weak. He can handle himself. Now, I wanted to tell you that Trunks and I launched a new set of capsules. Trunks believes that the capsules would sell much better if they were more attractive to the buyer's eyes. Now, your brother had this silly idea that you should design them but I'm sure we can find some designer to do the work. Do you have any designers in mind?" Bra almost fell out of her chair. Design capsules?

"Oh I would love to design them. Tell Trunks I will run a few samples across him tomorrow." Bra squealed.

"That's good to hear." A voice piped in. It was Trunks; he was dressed in his Gi with a towel around his neck. Bra smiled.

"Thank you!" she whispered and Trunks only grinned.

"So mother, so I heard you wanted grandchildren?" Bulma eyes widened and Bra thanked her brother for saving her from their mother's craziness.

"Yes, Now I know it's such a short time to accomplish such a challenge but I'm sure you can get it done right?" Trunks nodded.

"No problem. I'll have you grandchildren by next spring." Trunks said and Bra slowly slipped out of the room. She was walking backwards when she knocked into someone.

"I'm so sorry; I wasn't paying attention." She said before she spun around.

"No problem Bra." The person said. Bra watched as Goten scratched the back of his head as he wore his famous Son grin. Bra smiled. There standing in front of her was the man she was hopelessly in love with. A few years ago, they dated for a few months but it didn't work out. He was mature, looking for a long-term relationship and she was young; to her the relationship was more of a fling. When they had separated she realized how much she loved him.

Now she was twenty-one and she long for him to speak to her about marriage, children and spending the rest of their lives together. She was an idiot; a moron to let him out of her grip.

"So, what have you been up to Bra?" She felt a sting of pain and regret slashed through her heart.

"Nothing; just school." She looked at him and it was difficult not to cry. He was her love, her mate, her world and she let him go.

"Oh, is Trunks in the kitchen?" Bra nodded before Goten left and Bra watched as once again he slipped away from her.

So what do you guys think? It's short but I did say it was a short story! Anyways Review!