Wedding Bells
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z, nor will I ever but I do own, umm... (searches around franticly) AHHA! This quarter!
Bra looked happily into Goten's eyes and he smiled back with his big Son grin. She looked at her mother, father, brother, best friend (Pan), her soon- to – be father in law, Goku, Chichi, Gohan, Videland finally back to Goten. He looked back at her. She looked like an angel had fallen from heaven. She had on one of the most expensive wedding dresses in Japan. It was strapless, was cinched at the waist, had a long train at the bottom and had tons of ruffles and sparkles. Her hair was pulled to one side with lots of hair spray and had on dangling crystal earrings. And Goten couldn't look any cuter. His hair was just the same as it was before but his outfit was to swoon for. His muscles were rippling under the tight tux, his tux onyx black, no shirt underneath, (for later that night …). And the wedding couldn't have gotten much better. But then the priest asked the question that everything depended on.
"Do you, Son Gotten, take Bra Ouji, to be your lawful wedded wife?" The priest asked. But he had the feeling he didn't need to.
"I do" Goten answered happily.
"And do you, Bra Ouji, take Son Goten, to be your lawful wedded husband?" The priest asked, yet again, knowing he didn't need to.
"I do" Bra answered swiftly. It didn't take much brains to figure that out. She had loved Goten since she was 3 and he had loved her since he was 14. Everyone, including Vegeta, had realized it, one time or another. And then, it was time to make it official.
"You may kiss the bride." The priestsaid happily. He felt like with these people, whenever they got married, the world seemed to be safer. But then he left, considering the steamy kiss the two newlyweds were sharing. As soon as he left, everyone began to cheer. Goten dipped Bra then picked her up 'bridal-style '(A/N: laughs her head off at the pun then hears the crickets chirping :: IT'S A WEDDING AND HE PICKED HER UP BRIDAL STYLE! Man, so stupid! ) They then left for the reception. They danced, talked and had fun until it was time for the first and last dances. Goten danced with his half-sobbing mother and said that he and Bra would visit. Then it was Vegeta and Bra's turn.
"Well Bra, even if you now are somewhat related to Kakarot, you'll still be y little saiyan princess." Vegeta spoke to his only daughter. She looked at him with her blue eyes and hugged him, hard. Then, when their dance ended, it was Goten and Bra's turn. The 29 and 19 year old demi-saiyans danced to 'Halo' beautifully. When they were done, it was time for dinner. But as they all raised their glasses, Trunks asked if he could say something. Goten and Bra agreed, when suddenly Pan gasped as Trunks got down on one knee and proposed to her. Bra smiled at her best friend and brother but then caught a glimpse of her daddy's face, and burst out laughing. And it all started with Bulma and vegeta's wedding.
Well, that was my very first story on fanfiction. YAH! So plz don't flame me! :: holds up her hands in defense :: but I still would like a few reviews.
BYE!