All Over You

Chapter 2

Early one morning Goten was lying in bed, not quite ready to start his day, staring at the small screen of his cell phone. Paris's contact info staring back at him, his thumb hovering over the 'delete' button.

Two weeks.

It had been two weeks since Goten packed up his stuff and left he and Paris's shared apartment.

At first, he'd slept a lot, to avoid thinking about when exactly he and Paris had started to grow apart. He hardly ate, which of course prompted Bulma's concern, which then prompted Vegeta's irritation. One early morning, Vegeta barged right into his bedroom upheaved his bed and unceremoniously dumped him out of it.

"Get up and stop sulking over that ridiculous female! It's pathetic! You're a warrior! Start acting like one!"

The Prince then proceeded to drag him downstairs to have breakfast with the rest of the household, much to his wife's satisfaction.

So, brooding was off the table.

Vegeta was right, of course. Moping around wasn't doing him any good. He'd made the choice to move on, and that was just what he was going to do.

He put his focus back on his work at the dojo and spending time with his family and friends that he really hadn't seen much of when he and Paris were together. His mother made little effort to hide her elation at the news of the break-up. ("She wasn't good enough for my baby anyway! The tramp!")

He got back into his regular training regime, joined from time to time by Vegeta or Trunks.

Every day it was getting a little easier.

It was really over this time. And that wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

With a small 'click' he erased her from his contacts.

Goten was about to enter the GR, but stopped just short of grasping the handle to the front door when he was alerted by a soft whirring noise, that someone was in fact already engaged in a training session.

He moved to instead peer through the window, it couldn't be Vegeta, he was out shopping with his Wife (under duress), and Trunks was busy at work, so who could it be?

It was Bura, tumbling acrobatically across the metallic floor.

Interesting… He was not aware that Vegeta's youngest was even remotely interested in martial arts, assuming she was more interested in honing her academic skills.

Bura was just finishing up a graceful front limber when three pointed claps informed her that she was no longer alone. She turned to see Goten leaning against the door. "Since when do you train in the gravity room?"

"Oh, on and off for the last couple of years."

The pressure he felt inside the GR was higher than outside, but not so much that it caused too much resistance in his movement. "how high can you stand to crank this thing up?"

"Only about 50 times earth's natural gravity." Bura smiled, raising her arms high above her head and stretching in a cat-like manner.

"Want to spar with me?" The words were out of his mouth before he could stop himself.

"What?"

"Do-you-want-to spar-with-me?" He deftly removed his shirt and tossed it onto the floor near the entrance, leaving him in only his loose training pants as he laced his hands behind his head and began stretching from side to side.

She arched her eyebrow, placing a hand on her hip, "You're joking, right?"

"I'm completely serious."

"No way, you'd kill me." She said flatly giving him a very pointed look.

Goten chuckled lightly, "Aww come on, it'll be fun, it's always much more fun to train with someone else."

"Obviously, you didn't train much with my Dad."

"I didn't know you trained with Vegeta."

"Not for long! You know how he is about training..." She trailed off rolling her eyes at the memory. "You're used to training with far more advanced opponents, I doubt you'd even enjoy sparring with me."

Bura was usually the picture of confidence, she was beautiful, smart and successful. But whereas her father and brother had spent a large amount of time improving their prowess in battle, she had followed in her Mother's footsteps, academically. Even though Trunks would inherit the title of CEO of Capsule Corp. when Bulma was ready to pass the torch, Bura had proven to be every bit the genius her mother was, developing new and improved space crafts, and even making some improvements to the GR. Her martial arts training had taken somewhat of a backseat.

"Hey don't be so hard on yourself, you're just as much a Saiyan as I am!" He offered her a classic Son smile.

Bura stood there for a moment quietly, a measuring look on her face. He looked genuinely excited at the idea of a spar with her, it was a nice change from the mopey Goten he had been two weeks prior.

"I haven't sparred with someone else in a while..."

"Come on! Nothing too intense, I am an instructor at the Satan City Dojo, I work with beginners all the time. You're hardly a beginner and I'd like to think I'm a little more patient than Vegeta..."

She nodded, her trepidation eased somewhat. "Okay."

His smile widened. "Alright!"

"I think we should set some ground rules first."

Goten nodded, "I'm listening."

"No ki, strictly hand to hand and no flying and no going super saiyan."

"Fair enough."

Bura mentally braced herself as she moved settle into her fighting stance, this was going to be interesting.

Goten was the first to rush forward, Bura was quicker than he'd expected, quickly sidestepping him, he swiftly swung around to aim a punch her way, she sidestepped that one as well and all but sashayed behind him to aim a kick right at his head.

Goten quickly swung back around catching her foot just in time to stop it from connecting with his head, "You're quick, but can you land a punch on me?"

Bura swirled out of his reach once more, with a smirk mirroring that of her father's. "Give me some credit Goten."

She did eventually get a hit in, then another, and another. Her movements meticulous and graceful, what Bura lacked in brute strength she made for in agility.

Being the more experienced fighter he was able to knock her off her balance a few times, she was quick to recover though, dancing back out of his reach. They circled each other slowly, Bura readied herself for his next assault raising her fists into a defensive position.

"You need to keep your fists at eye level, you're leaving your face unprotected."

Bura blinked briefly before adjusting the position of her fists, raising them up to her eye level as he'd suggested.

"Just like that," He smirked before lunging toward her once more swinging his fist toward her face, Bura gasped throwing her fist up just in time to block the strike and circle back around him.

Goten blinked in surprise when Bura's fist came within mere centimeters of his face as though she were about to punch him but grasping his shoulder instead, using it as a leverage point to somersault right over his head and kicking him squarely in the back.

Goten stumbled forward in surprise, that one was going to leave a bruise. He swung back around to face her, Bura stood just a few feet away, looking focused, like a serpent wait to strike. "Nice shot."

"You're not so bad yourself," The saiyan princess smirked her bright blue eyes shone with intensity.

Just as Bura moved in to land a punch on him, Goten had ducked down swinging his leg out and effectively sweeping her feet out from under her. Bura winced as a sharp pain shot through her right leg right as she landed on her rear. She didn't have time to linger on the feeling for long though as Goten moved to pin her she rolled away from him and stumbled to her feet.

A prickly burning feeling was now radiating from her ankle now, she sucked in a breath sharply raising her hands in front of her in a defensive position. She vaguely wondered if she'd sprained it.

He moved in again, she continued her routine of ducking and dodging him, hoping to wear him out. It backfired on her, another sharp pang shot through her ankle and she lost her footing frantically seizing Goten by his shoulders just as he was lunging toward her sending them both crashing to the ground

Goten hastily threw this arms out to Brace himself to keep from crushing her as they collided with the cool tiled floor.

They were both breathing heavily, him practically straddling her, her sprawled on the ground beneath him.

It was then that Goten looked down becoming somewhat distracted. The Saiyan Princess was lying flat on her back, breathless, her chest was rising and falling rapidly, a light sheen of moisture covering her body, and a soft pink dusted her cheeks. His eyes trailed from her crimson colored top down to her tight black shorts that reached only an inch or so below where her round, toned rear met her long, slender legs and his breath was suddenly caught in his throat.

"If you wanted to be on top, all you had to do was ask," She panted jokingly, allowing a small laugh to pass through those soft, smooth lips of hers before letting out a hiss, her face scrunching up in discomfort.

"Bura!" Goten scrambled to his knees to check her for injuries.

"It's just my ankle, I think I may have sprained it."

"This one?" He gently lifted her right foot, cradling her ankle in his large, calloused hands and it throbbed in response.

"Ugh! Yes..."Bra trailed off as he inspected the injured limb, sliding his palm across the tender muscle. A small purple bruise was beginning to mar her ivory skin, he slowly began moving his hands in soothing circular motions around the area to keep it from swelling too much.

He was being so gentle, and his hands were so warm, it felt...nice. She tried to fight the heat could feel the heat rising to her cheeks at as soon as that thought crossed her mind. It was no big deal, she hurt her ankle and he was trying to make her feel better. Nothing more.

Gradually the ache started to lessen, Goten moved to press his thumbs into the arch of her foot kneading it gently, causing her to let out a soft sigh.

"Better?" Goten swallowed thickly, Bura looked up to see him staring straight at her while his fingers worked over her skin.

If possible she felt her face redden even more, abruptly pulling her foot out of his grasp. "Yes, um, thanks…"

She stumbled clumsily to her feet, nearly losing her footing again, her ankle still pained her, a long hot bath would do her some good. "I'll see you at Dinner,"

Goten said nothing as she made her way toward the entrance as quickly as her ankle would allow, closing the door behind her.

Whew. What was that? Bura had planned a simple evening, have a quick workout session, take a bath, and then finish up some paperwork before dinner.

But then Goten had shown up, and everything had been fine, at first, and then she'd hurt her ankle and he'd started... touching her... she couldn't help but feel... nervous.

She admitted, she'd nursed a crush on Goten for a while, but she'd thought it had faded away a long time ago. Of course, she still found him attractive. What woman didn't? He was tall, all lean muscle and broad shoulders. She replayed the physical prowess he'd shown her in the GR over in her mind and imagined how it could be applied in other areas. A human man couldn't possibly compete with him. Bura herself was far from being as strong as Goten or Trunks but she was still considerably stronger than an average human.

She'd been attracted to other men over the years. But Goten was always somewhere in the back of her mind.

NO.

She was not doing this again, she was not going to indulge in these fantasies, in this little crush again. He saw her as his best friend's sister, period. It was ridiculous to even entertain the thought! He was probably still hung up on Paris, and who knew if they were going to back together or not.

Bura sighed as she closed and locked the door to her opulently decorated bathroom. She sat on the edge of her large bathtub, twisting the taps to fill it with steamy water.

He was just being nice, don't read into it, she firmly told herself.

But, she was an adult now, she was not just "Trunks's little sister" anymore. She was an incredibly successful, and sexy woman.

She sank down into the hot water, sighing as she felt all her tension melting away.

She was Bura Briefs, and she could get any man she wanted, why not him?

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