Tears streaming down her face, Bura rang the door bell over and over
again. She could feel her mascara running, yet she payed no attention. Her
thoughts were elsewhere, as she stood trembling at the doorstep of her old
friend's house. "G-Gohan kun!", She managed to yell through her quaking
sobs. Shifting from side to side, a shiver erupted along her spine. It was
ungodly cold outside.
Moments later, she could hear the fumbling as Gohan sleepily unlocked the door. A mere second passed, and the door opened somewhat to reveal him standing there, having just woken up. His hair was poking every which way, his eyes narrowed. Wearing boxers adorned by tiny red hearts, which Bura might have found amusing in any other situation. "..Bura? What's wrong?", He alerted himself as he noticed her tearstreaked face. Grabbing her gently by the arm, he ushered her inside his messy apartment. With Videl out of town visiting her Aunt, he had admittingly become lazy when it came to housework.
She immediately collapsed onto the sofa, burying her face into her hands. Gohan watched in sober silence, as his friend's body racked with sobs. Cautiously, he neared her not knowing what to say. He rarely saw her in such a state.. He knew it took alot to make Bura cry. "Calm down, Bura- chan ..Tell me, whats going on? .. It's nearly 2:30 in the morning, you should be in bed.", Being a father himself, Gohan couldn't help letting his last comment slip. Cringing slightly, he realized his mistake as Bura lifted her head from her hands. Her piercing blue eyes were narrowed into slits, a hurt expression on her face.
"Your sorry excuse for a brother left me at the club, thats what's going on.", She whispered coldly. Still shaking, she tugged her knees to her chest. "I..I saw him leave..", she paused before adding, "With another girl."
Gohan's eyes widened, as he brushed a hand through his black hair. "How could he? Kami, Bura..I'm so sorry! He must have been drunk..", He stuttered. Striding forward, he knelt down infront of her, peering into her eyes. "Bura-chan..You don't deserve to be treated that way. How did you get home?", He asked. Bura lifted a hand to her cheek, brushing away a teardrop. "I've been walking for about two hours.", She replied, her shivering reduced, as the heater was on. "Y-you did? I feel terrible .. Damnit, Goten's gone too far this time..He needs to learn to control himself!". Gohan clenched his teeth in anger, at what his younger brother had done. "Please, let me call your father."
"No! You can't!", Bura sat up, horrified at the thought. "Daddy would kill Goten, maybe even kill me! He..thinks i'm sleeping over with Marron- chan.", She added, ashamed of herself. Gohan shook his head, but knew better than to comment. He didn't want to bring any more stress to her than she already had. "Gohan, I need to stay over tonight, please. I can't let my parents find out..And I don't want you saying a word to anyone about this.", Bura pleaded, placing her hand over his.
Feeling her cold, trembling hand over his own, he bore his gaze into hers before shaking his head. "Bura, you know you can trust me. I promise, I won't say a word.", He replied. Of course, what he wanted to do was beat Goten over the head with a stick, possibly knock some sense into his little brother. However he knew the right thing to do, would be telling Vegeta about the entire incident.. But, he couldn't bring himself to do so. Gohan knew it would hurt Bura, and that was the last thing he wanted to do.
They were both silent now, words not needed for the trusting connection they felt for one another. Bura removed her hand from his, placing it on his hair to smooth out a few unruly strands. "Geez Gohan, your a mess.", She shifted her gaze from him to the kitchen, and then to the living room which they sat in, "And so is your apartment. Why don't you get Pan to clean up some?", Bura snickered, "She could use a little discipline." She was relieved to have changed the subject, as she noted a tiny smile on Gohans face. "Its impossible to get my little girl to listen..Heh, she reminds me of myself when I was younger.", He replied. "With Videl gone, its like a tornado hit here."
Bura nodded slightly, feeling herself blush somewhat. She had always been slightly jealous of Videl's position as Gohan's loving wife, although she couldn't point out why. After all, Gohan was just a friend .. Nothing more. "Hmm, yeah..When is she supposed to come back, anyway?", She asked. "Oh..Next sunday, I think.", He replied in a quiet voice.
Silence.
Suddenly, a smile flickered to Bura's face. Here she was, mascara drying on her cheeks .. Mud dripping on her highheels, her hair windblown and sticking out of her ponytail. Gohan looked almost as bad, his hair spiked in all sorts of directions. She chuckled slightly, now becoming fully aware of how humorous he looked wearing his little heart boxers, sitting next to her, his face still expressed concern for what she had gone through. "Is..there something on my face?", Gohan asked. He tilted his head to the side, confused. "No..no, Gohan you should see yourself. Cute boxers!", she exclaimed with a giggle.
A broad, Son grin came to Gohan's mouth. "Thats nothing. You should've seen what I wore in highschool..", He replied. Bura smirked, knowingly. She had heard all about those, from her best friend Pan who often playfully teased her father. "Hmm, I think you should get back to bed. Don't you have work tomarrow?", Bura asked. He nodded, slowly pulling himself to his feet. Bura gazed up at him from the couch, now feeling a little tired. Gohan smiled nervously. "I don't know how i'm going to sleep after this..", He stated. Bura tilted her head. "After what? Oh, don't let my drama get to you. I'll be just fine..Maybe your brother won't though, after I get my hands on that jerk tomarrow. Sometimes I wish he was more like y-", Before she could finish, she was interrupted by Gohan's lips meeting hers.
She returned his kiss, shocked yet oddly pleased. It felt .. Right, in a strange way. Pulling away almost immediately, Gohan felt his face go warm. "After..That.", He mumbled. Bura stared after him with wide eyes, as he turned to retreat to his bedroom.
End ..
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Moments later, she could hear the fumbling as Gohan sleepily unlocked the door. A mere second passed, and the door opened somewhat to reveal him standing there, having just woken up. His hair was poking every which way, his eyes narrowed. Wearing boxers adorned by tiny red hearts, which Bura might have found amusing in any other situation. "..Bura? What's wrong?", He alerted himself as he noticed her tearstreaked face. Grabbing her gently by the arm, he ushered her inside his messy apartment. With Videl out of town visiting her Aunt, he had admittingly become lazy when it came to housework.
She immediately collapsed onto the sofa, burying her face into her hands. Gohan watched in sober silence, as his friend's body racked with sobs. Cautiously, he neared her not knowing what to say. He rarely saw her in such a state.. He knew it took alot to make Bura cry. "Calm down, Bura- chan ..Tell me, whats going on? .. It's nearly 2:30 in the morning, you should be in bed.", Being a father himself, Gohan couldn't help letting his last comment slip. Cringing slightly, he realized his mistake as Bura lifted her head from her hands. Her piercing blue eyes were narrowed into slits, a hurt expression on her face.
"Your sorry excuse for a brother left me at the club, thats what's going on.", She whispered coldly. Still shaking, she tugged her knees to her chest. "I..I saw him leave..", she paused before adding, "With another girl."
Gohan's eyes widened, as he brushed a hand through his black hair. "How could he? Kami, Bura..I'm so sorry! He must have been drunk..", He stuttered. Striding forward, he knelt down infront of her, peering into her eyes. "Bura-chan..You don't deserve to be treated that way. How did you get home?", He asked. Bura lifted a hand to her cheek, brushing away a teardrop. "I've been walking for about two hours.", She replied, her shivering reduced, as the heater was on. "Y-you did? I feel terrible .. Damnit, Goten's gone too far this time..He needs to learn to control himself!". Gohan clenched his teeth in anger, at what his younger brother had done. "Please, let me call your father."
"No! You can't!", Bura sat up, horrified at the thought. "Daddy would kill Goten, maybe even kill me! He..thinks i'm sleeping over with Marron- chan.", She added, ashamed of herself. Gohan shook his head, but knew better than to comment. He didn't want to bring any more stress to her than she already had. "Gohan, I need to stay over tonight, please. I can't let my parents find out..And I don't want you saying a word to anyone about this.", Bura pleaded, placing her hand over his.
Feeling her cold, trembling hand over his own, he bore his gaze into hers before shaking his head. "Bura, you know you can trust me. I promise, I won't say a word.", He replied. Of course, what he wanted to do was beat Goten over the head with a stick, possibly knock some sense into his little brother. However he knew the right thing to do, would be telling Vegeta about the entire incident.. But, he couldn't bring himself to do so. Gohan knew it would hurt Bura, and that was the last thing he wanted to do.
They were both silent now, words not needed for the trusting connection they felt for one another. Bura removed her hand from his, placing it on his hair to smooth out a few unruly strands. "Geez Gohan, your a mess.", She shifted her gaze from him to the kitchen, and then to the living room which they sat in, "And so is your apartment. Why don't you get Pan to clean up some?", Bura snickered, "She could use a little discipline." She was relieved to have changed the subject, as she noted a tiny smile on Gohans face. "Its impossible to get my little girl to listen..Heh, she reminds me of myself when I was younger.", He replied. "With Videl gone, its like a tornado hit here."
Bura nodded slightly, feeling herself blush somewhat. She had always been slightly jealous of Videl's position as Gohan's loving wife, although she couldn't point out why. After all, Gohan was just a friend .. Nothing more. "Hmm, yeah..When is she supposed to come back, anyway?", She asked. "Oh..Next sunday, I think.", He replied in a quiet voice.
Silence.
Suddenly, a smile flickered to Bura's face. Here she was, mascara drying on her cheeks .. Mud dripping on her highheels, her hair windblown and sticking out of her ponytail. Gohan looked almost as bad, his hair spiked in all sorts of directions. She chuckled slightly, now becoming fully aware of how humorous he looked wearing his little heart boxers, sitting next to her, his face still expressed concern for what she had gone through. "Is..there something on my face?", Gohan asked. He tilted his head to the side, confused. "No..no, Gohan you should see yourself. Cute boxers!", she exclaimed with a giggle.
A broad, Son grin came to Gohan's mouth. "Thats nothing. You should've seen what I wore in highschool..", He replied. Bura smirked, knowingly. She had heard all about those, from her best friend Pan who often playfully teased her father. "Hmm, I think you should get back to bed. Don't you have work tomarrow?", Bura asked. He nodded, slowly pulling himself to his feet. Bura gazed up at him from the couch, now feeling a little tired. Gohan smiled nervously. "I don't know how i'm going to sleep after this..", He stated. Bura tilted her head. "After what? Oh, don't let my drama get to you. I'll be just fine..Maybe your brother won't though, after I get my hands on that jerk tomarrow. Sometimes I wish he was more like y-", Before she could finish, she was interrupted by Gohan's lips meeting hers.
She returned his kiss, shocked yet oddly pleased. It felt .. Right, in a strange way. Pulling away almost immediately, Gohan felt his face go warm. "After..That.", He mumbled. Bura stared after him with wide eyes, as he turned to retreat to his bedroom.
End ..
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