Bra sank into the couch. She was bored, restless, and was tired of Trunks always getting ahead of her as far as the company went. True, she was about to start highschool in the next week with Pan, which made her a little too young to begin anything in the offices of Capsule Corporation. But still, she was tired of never having anything to do. As Trunks would say, Bra had never worked a day in her life and her mother was convinced she would be overwhelmed and hate it.

Maybe she would, but at least it would be different than sitting on a couch in front of a screen vegging on potato chips. It was horrible for her figure and the paparrazzi would be all over her if she gained even a pound. Instant pregnancy rumors, etc.

"Hey Bra. What's cookin'?" She heard from the door as it shut behind Goten's cheer demeanor. She rolled her eyes.

"Nothing for you, fatass. What are you here for? Food, again?"

He shook his head, "Nah. Just wanted to train a little bit with Trunks. Is he around?"

"Nope. In the office. As usual."

"Sounds like someone's a little jelly toast."

Bra turned around instantly, her face contorting into an expression of exasperated annoyance. "Would you stop using that term? You sound totally gay and adolescent. And no, I am not jealous nor will I ever be of my boring brother. All he does is paperwork, faxing, talking on the phone with associates, and complaining about Dad complaining about him not continuing his training as much anymore. I've had it with Trunks."

Goten kicked up the corner of his mouth, "Hey, look on the bright side. You have all the freedom in the world to do whatever you want right now, ya know? School is still a week away and you always have Pan to kick it with. Or me..."

"Pfft. As if, bud. Take a hike, haha."

She turned back to the television and didn't see the flicker of dismay that crossed Goten's face. "Well, I'll let you get back to that while I find Trunks."

"Hm." Was all Bra responded with as Goten left for the elevator to get to the office level of the building. Bra briefly wondered why he would suggest hanging out with him in such a weird tone. They had all been together since she and Pan were babies. Why would he think it was such a new concept for her and him to spend time together at all?

Then her phone rang. 'Thank Kami!' She thought with excitement as she answered. "Hello?"

"Hey Bra... It's me." Came the low voice of Pan.

Bra's eyebrows burrowed slightly, "What's wrong?"

"Uh... Nothing. It's just.. I tried that- toy thing last night."

Bra let out a hearty giggle, "Okay, so what's so wrong with that? It worked, right?"

"Well... Yeah. It did. A little too well, actually."

She raised an eyebrow, "Too well? Is that even possible?"

"Yeah, um.. I'll just come over and we'll talk about it later, okay? Trunks isn't around, is he?"

"Haha, no. As I JUST explained to Goten, he's stuck in the office again. Why?"

"Uh- No reason. I'll be right over. See ya!"

The call ended as quickly as it came. Bra looked down at her cellphone. Why would Trunks' presence even matter? AH... She got it. Pan would probably be embarrassed if Trunks or even Goten overheard any kind of conversation concerning masturbation. Bra herself was an early bloomer and way less conservative than Pan or her mother would ever be. Smiling to herself, she turned off the television and went upstairs to change, for she knew they would end up going to the mall eventually.

That was when she bumped into a hard body on the way to the stairs. Stepping back, she saw it was her father. "Oh, hey Dad."

"Hm. Bra, your mother would like to speak with you about something..."

Bra's slim, turquoise eyebrows raised dramatically, "Me? What could I have possibly done for mother to want to 'speak' with me?"

Vegeta smirked. "Just go."

Rolling her eyes, she skipped up the steps and went to her mother's bedroom, where she found Bulma combing her short, cerulean locks in front of a full length mirror. Even in her near sixties, her mother still looked as ravishing as she did before she had Bra. Bra took a lot of pride in her mother's beauty because she knew that was where she got her own from.

"Mom? Did you need to talk to me about something?"

Her blue gaze turned to Bra for a second and then back to the mirror, her expression unchanging, "Yes, I did. Sit."

Being told to sit was never a good sign with Bulma, who liked to keep things short, sweet, and brief. Just like her maiden name.

"I got a call from Videl today."

"Oh...?"

"She found a certain contraption in Pan's bedroom today while she was making her bed."

Bra scoffed, feigning innocence, "Like what?"

Bulma stopped combing her hair and turned to face her daughter with an annoyed glare, "I think you know 'Like what?'"

Bra stared at her head on, making sure to flash her steel, aquamarine orbs with confident confusion. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Bra, I know that I introduced you to the whole sex scene early because I knew you would find out and do those things anyway. But showing them off and even SHARING them with your friends is unacceptable. Now I have an angry Videl to deal with and explain to her why she found a vibrator hidden underneath the pillows of Pan's bed."

Bra shrugged, "Well it's not like it was a giant dildo or something. Or even mine. It was a brand new one! A gift... Pan needs to get out of her touch, tomboy shell and finally feel something feminine and magical for once. She hasn't even had a crush on a guy yet!"

Bulma placed her hand on her hips, clad in her an orange dress with bright pearls around her slim neck, "I don't care, Bra. It's not cool. You need to apologize to Gohan and Videl, and take that thing back-"

"What? No way. I'm not saying sorry to anybody for anything. If anything, Videl should be thanking me because without it, I'm sure Pan would've ended up being gay or something."

"That isn't nice to say about your best friend, dear."

"No, but it's probably true! Whatever, mom. I have to go see Pan and talk to her about it first, so I'll see you later."

Bulma sighed, "Alright, but I expect you to deal with this as soon as possible. Got it?"

"Yes, ma'am," Bra muttered, thick with sarcasm on her way out of the bedroom.

"So? What do you think...?" Bra asked Pan, who blushed immediately as she sat across from her on the family couch at Capsule Corp.

"Well..." Pan began sheepishly, looking down, "It felt okay."

"Okay? That's it, just OKAY? Come on, it had to be amazing it. Admit it."

"It did, really. I just can't believe my mom found it. That's all."

Bra cocked her head to the side, her eyes looking upward exasperatedly before resting them back onto Pan with a comforting gaze, "Look, it's natural to feel self-conscious. But you can't deny yourself these feelings. Look at my parents, do you think I would be here if they didn't just 'give in'?"

Pan winced, "I really don't wanna think about that right now. I'm kind of in trouble, Bra."

Bra's shoulders slumped. "Well, all I can say is, embrace it. You're a woman! You're allowed to pleasure yourself and I don't care what your mom says- It's totally worth it and you know it."

Just then, the door to the living room swung open to reveal an outraged Videl and a solemn Gohan.

"Would you like to tell me why I found THIS in my daughter's bedroom, Bra?" Videl demanded sternly, holding the pink vibrator in her hand as her other arm was folded into her chest. Gohan cleared his throat.

Bra stared at them wide-eyed, not completely sure what to say. Stammering, she replied, "Uh.. Because I gave it to her?"

"Well no kidding. Where is Bulma?"

"Upstairs. Why?" Bra replied.

"Because this is inexcusable. No daughter of mine is going to be using such a repulsive.. THING in MY house."

Gohan laid a hand softly on his wife's shoulder, "Videl, I think you're kind of overreacting a little bit-"

"Oh really?" Videl turned to her husband angrily. "A little bit? That's not what you said in the car. You didn't agree with this either! Because, and you should know as a teacher for teenagers, that first its the vibrator and then its the REAL THING. She is ONLY fifteen. This is ridiculous."

Gohan stepped back and took in a breath, adjusting his collar. Bra smirked at his discomfort and then turned back to Videl. "Look, I was just trying to give her a break into adulthood and sexuality. You can't keep her caged forever, Videl."

"Caged? CAGED? I'll show you caged, Bra. I can talk your mom into just about anything and you being grounded just might be what you need."

That was when Trunks entered the room, looking from the vibrator in Videl's hand to Pan and then to Bra. "Uh.. What did I just walk into here?"

Goten came up behind him, his eyes widening at Videl. "Videl, is that a vibrator in your hand? Is this like some sort of twisted menaje trois?"

Videl facefaulted at him. "No, Goten. Stay out of it. It seems your niece has taken it upon herself to accept sex toys as gifts from YOUR sister, Trunks."

Trunks' eyes rested on Pan, who immediately turned beet red and looked away. "Heh. Nice..."

"No. Not nice. This is not going to happen again! I mean it, Bra AND Pan."

Videl walked out of the living room. Gohan waved a hand sheepishly and left behind her as she stomped out. Goten bursted out laughing.

"Bra, you knew she was going to find that."

Bra shrugged. "She can sue me. Whatever. It's not like I gave Pan heroin or something."

"So.. How was it, Pan? Anything remarkable?" Trunks asked. Pan's chest heaved a bit, she had to catch her breath first before she could respond.

"Heh.. Um.."

"Oh, it was amazing. She knows it but she won't talk about it. Right, Pan?" Bra nudged her playfully. Pan kicked up her lips, feeling nothing but clouds of humiliation building within her in front of Trunks, who simply smiled in his business suit.

"Looks like you're finally growing up, Pan. Proud of you. Haha."

With that, Trunks and Goten went up to his bedroom so Trunks could change into his training gear. Pan's heart finally stopped racing and she was finally able to breathe. Bra gave her a concern look.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, it's just... kinda embarrassing, you know? I just didn't want Trunks to find out." Pan realized her mistake instantly and quickly added for recovery, "Or anyone for that matter."

Bra grinned, "I think it's awesome. You're finally becoming a GIRL now! This is great. I haven't even shown you birth control or anything like that yet. But it all takes time. I just think your mom needs to chill out a bit, eh?"

"I guess..." Pan said, looking away as her thoughts were surrounded by the small smile on Trunks' face when he pronounced her as growing up.

It was a moment that would be hard to forget as the day went on.

Okay. SO this is kind of a challenge for me because I don't know these characters very well, and I'm kindof just going along with whatever comes through my mind and also putting autobiographic material in it as well. I appreciate the feedback so far, thanks so much guys! Trunks/Pan is new for me so I'm excited to finally make a normal story with a semi-normal storyline. It gets much more exciting after this so stay tuned!

~Jckash03