~Dangerous Love is
Real Love~
Disclaimer: Ok I don't own Dragonball or its characters it belongs to Akira... and the poem it's of the Sailor Moon and the Scouts CD...so don't sue me.
Notes: Ok this is 5 years after GT nothing changes except the fact that Bra is training. But the ages are the way there supposed to be.... ok well have fun.
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Chapter one: Depression
She flew in the air did 8 flips and landed on her feet.
"Simulating gravity 800 times." the machine increased the gravity. She was punching and kicking at nothing at a 100mph. She stopped as the gravity began to increase, wiping back the sweat from her forehead; it fell to the ground in a trail of sparkle.
"Now simulating 850 times earths gravity." Flying up it to the air she began fighting everything she got, her hair dripping from sweat. Suddenly she felt something flying at her from behind, not turning around she caught the sword in an outward position, and twirling it in her hand she threw it in the air and caught it again.
"Gravity off." she spoke as the gravity went back to one g.
"Trunks?" she walked up to the man giving him his sword back.
"Thanks sis." he said as he handed her a towel. She wiped her face and hair. Her hair was cut exactly like Trunks, she wore the blue part of the saiyan combat suite along with the white gloves and white boots, but she was not the wearing usual the chest armor.
"Trunks how did you know I was in the gravity room?" she asked putting the towel around her neck and taking a deep breath.
"Here Bra have a drink." Trunks said as he threw her a water bottle. "I knew that you were here since you and dad are in here more then at the house." Trunks shied and smiled at his little sister. But Bra just rolled her eyes.
"You have been here ever since Goku died 5 years ago." Trunks finished.
"Yah Trunks whatever you say…" Bra gave her brother the famous Vegeta smirk and walked out the room.
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Bra walked in her room slamming the door behind her. She fell on her bed and set her hands behind her head.
"Damn that was some intense training" she said this to her self since no one was there to listen to her. She got up and walked to the bathroom she looked in the mirror and set two fingers on the 'X' shaped scar that was on her right cheek. She striped her self down and threw the training clothes down the laundry shoot, and then she stepped in to the shower. She turned it to the right temperature and let the warm water hit her body relaxing her muscles and soothing the scars on her body.
'Man I have to many scars.... all the battles I have fought and all the times I lost the ones I truly loved…' She thought as a single tear fell to the bottom of the tub. She hugged herself and cried her heart out. She stood in there for about 20 minutes and finally decided to get out. She stepped out, and grabbed a towel, and then she wrapped a towel around her small but muscular body. Bra brushed her short hair; she set a strand of hair behind her ear with her finger. As she walked in her room, she put on her yellow ducky pajamas. As soon as she got dressed she walked over to her desk and looked at her calendar.
"A date tomorrow at 3:00." she read aloud 'How the hell did that get there?' she wondered.
"Oh yeah I forgot" She remembered that her friend Samantha set her up with some looser she could care less about.
"But that means no shopping with Makela and Shantel... oh well I really could care less." She sat back on her bed and hugged her knees setting her chin on the tip of her knees.
A knock came to her door startling the young Saiyan princes.
"Come in!" she sat up applying a fake smile to her face. Bulma her mother walked in with a big smile, a glass of milk and a plate of cookies.
"Bra honey, come to dinner." Bulma sat by her daughter setting her palm on Bra's cheek covering the 'X' shaped mark. She looked at her, but something caught her eye she stood up and walked over to Bras desk, there it was a picture of Bra, Pan, Goten, and Trunks having fun a couple of weeks before Goku's death had changed everyone's life. And the picture next to that was the 11-year-old Goten and 12-year-old Trunks holding and hugging the 1hour old Bra. Bulma let a small smile come across her face.
"Honey, listen you can't just train all day like your father and brother, hell you have practically turned in to your father and brother, first the way you look and now the way you act." Bulma said somewhat loudly. "And all you do is train, eat, train, eat, train and finally sleep. You never spend any time with me. Hell what happened to that cheerful 14 year old that wasn't interested in fighting, the little boy-crazy girl who loved shopping? Ever since Goku died you never do anything anymore, you just locked your self up in that gravity room like your father with no life what so ever." Bulma finished
Bra hugged her knees closer to her chest.
"Mom I'm not lonely or sad or…." She stopped as tears threaded to come from her once very cheerful eyes. "Ok so am depressed...oh Mommy I don't know what to do. I lost some of the most important people in my life, my best friends...Pan, Marron, Ubuu and....and Goten" She finally got out, but said Goten's name in a softer voice. "I haven't heard from them or seen them in 5 years…" By now Bra was practically drowning in her own tears.
'Oh Goten' she said to her self. Bulma watched her depressed daughter sadly, and then forced a smile as she set her hand on Bras shoulder.
"No matter how much you look like a saiyan you are still half human and you have emotions …" Bulma stood up and was heading towards the door when she turned around, Bra lifted her head up to look at her mom, with her read puffy eyes.
"Bra.... never be bullied in to silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim, accept no one's definition of your life, and define your self." Bulma gave Bra a final smile.
"Thanks mom." Bra said as she forced a smile while Bulma left the room.
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Outside of Bra's room Trunks encountered Bulma.
"Mom is Bra going to be ok?" Trunks asked a little concerned.
"Oh honey she's going to be fine." Bulma smiled at her son.
"Mom.... there is something I need to tell you." Trunks lowered his head making his bangs cover his eyes.
"Mom I miss them to, but Bra is killing her self." Bulma saw a small trail of shiny tears fall from Trunks hidden eyes.
"Mom...see Bra was in love...and so was I…" Trunks trailed off, then lifted his head up to meet his mothers eyes. Bulma looked at him.
"Oh...Trunks what do you mean?" Bulma's eyes spoke of sincerity and confusion.
"It's nothing now, it doesn't really matter anymore." Trunks looked at his mother and turned around heading to his room and slammed the door.
Bulma's eyes shook and tears filed her eyes, she bit her lip trying not to cry. Bulma was lost in thought when her husband passed her in the hallway.
"I am going to go train woman, call me when dinner is ready!" Vegeta retorted and left to train. Bulma's thoughts were broken when Vegeta called her woman. (She hated being called that)
She threw her hands in the air and said.
"Urgggghhhhh I hate this.............my children are turning in to there father I swear it!" Bulma said eagerly and walked to the kitchen to start dinner.
"Oh Goku" Bulma said as she got the dinner ready. "I will never forget that young innocent soul, I will always love you little old Goku…" Bulma tightened her grip on her cleaning cloth and fell to the ground crying....
"Please Goku come back" She sobbed as the shiny tears fell to the ground.
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N/A: Ok I know it sucks but it will get better as you read on.... well see ya at the next chapter.
PS: The next chaper will be up 11-15-01 I promice........so plese come back.... oh and plese r/r I want to know if u liked it, I would realy like that ^_^
Luv ya bye
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