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A/N: Hello again! It's been a while, hasn't it? Well, I once again want to thank you for reading and reviewing my story. If you look at my profile I have other stories too, and more are on the way. Got time? Please read and review 'em too! I'm busy with a new T/P for all you T/P lovers like me and I'm thinking about a sequel to 'Live A Lie', it'll be a V/B.
Well, I hope you all enjoy the next chapter of Fallen!
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Chapter 3
Soul
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He couldn't stop thinking about her. She was in his soul, in his very being. Rolling over on his bed, he looked at the clock; 11 AM. His eyes were clouded with sleep as he sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed, resting his elbows on his knees and his head on his hands. A deep sigh escaped him and he looked at nothing, lost in thought.
Bra was acting so distraught and he wasn't glad to admit it scared him. This was not the girl he fell in love with, she was different. Though when he'd seen her he could've sworn her look had softened for a second as she looked at her brother. This only strengthened his suspicion; he knew that somewhere the old Bra, though now a woman, was still there. Somewhere. And he was determined to find her.
Goten had lain awake all night, thinking about if he should call her or not, but he knew he should keep his distance for a while and probably give her time to calm down. Friday night they always went out and if he knew his niece, she would ask if Bra came along too. This could be his chance to finally talk to her and try to get to see the real her.
Blinking and rubbing the sleep from his eyes, Goten kept thinking back to their meeting in the halls of the CC offices. Her hair was different, longer and fuller, her face sharper. High defined cheekbones, cute nose, beautiful smile and gorgeous blue eyes. All in all Bra had become a real woman with curves in just the right places. He shook his head to clear his head but it didn't help as he looked at the clock again.
Earlier Trunks had called him, giving him the day off. Goten had wavered, not knowing if sitting at home all day and thinking about Bra the whole time or trying to work and still think about her was better. Trunks made the choice for him and told him to just stay at home.
He had told Trunks a long time ago that he loved Bra and, surprisingly, Trunks didn't mind that much. His friend had said that he was a lot better than a weak human, as long as he wouldn't hurt her. Goten had sworn that he wouldn't, even though the idea of hurting Bra made him sick. Though his best friend didn't mind Goten still didn't dare tell Vegeta about it, knowing he would be a dead man if he did so.
He got up slowly and trudged heavily into the bathroom still not fully awake. He'd decided not to stay in bed, it wasn't that productive. Maybe he could train some, but certainly not before a huge breakfast and a nice shower!
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They were going out tonight at 10 PM and he had just picked up Pan from her appartment downtown. Though Goten enjoyed riding in his car, his thoughts were somewhere else entirely.
He was wondering what Bra was wearing, but suddenly he was shaken from his thoughts when Pan yelled they were there. She had noticed his dreamy look and smiled at her Uncle fondly, already knowing what he was thinking of. The feelings were familiar to her, the dilemma almost the same. Pan shook her head as her Uncle Goten looked bewildered at her loud yell and chuckled, quickly forcing her own sadness to the corners of her mind.
Goten and Pan walked up to the door, knocked loudly and after a few minutes a chirpy Bulma opened the door and let them in. They sat down on the couch where Trunks was waiting already for Bra to come down and join them. A frown flitted across his face as he noticed Pan averting her eyes from him quickly. Trunks gazed at her some more before turning to Goten and smiling at his friend.
"Knowing Bra we'll have to wait forever, so prepare for the worst." Trunks said with a wink as he stood up. Pan elbowed him gently in the side in response. Well in Saiyajin terms 'gently'. Trunks flinched and rubbed his side, glaring at her. Pan glared back, daring him to say something, but he wisely kept his mouth shut, knowing her temper.
"Well, is that any way to talk about your sister, Trunks?" Bulma said, coming into the room with a glass of water and sitting down on the couch where Trunks previously sat. Then they heard footsteps coming from the stairs. When he turned around, Goten's breath caught in his throat. Bra looked beautiful. She was wearing black hip-hugging leather pants with a bright red top that said 'HOT' in black and red high heels. On her hands she was wearing black gloves, but her fingers were showing.
Pan and Trunks looked at each other knowingly before looking at Bra again as she smiled a little and descended further down the stairs in a rush.
Goten knew he was gawking, so he quickly closed his mouth as she stood before them. His niece ran to her and gave her a hug, which Bra returned and together they walked out of the house without another word, Trunks and himself following the girls.
Trunks sat down in the driver's seat with Pan next to him in the passenger's seat and Goten sat in the back with Bra awkwardly. He realized he'd just seen another little bit of the actual Bra when she hugged Pan. He really wanted to talk to her about what had happened in all those years she was away but was afraid how to begin and if Bra even wanted to. Goten sighed as he sunk deeper into the seat, occasionally glancing sideways at Bra. Silence ruled it seemed.
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When she came down the stairs Bra had to stop from letting her jaw go slack at the sight of him. He looked so handsome in his black jeans, red T-shirt and sneakers. Goten could wear anything and he still looked great. A tiny smile tugged at the corners of her mouth as she saw his mouth actually drop open. Her confidence grew and she smiled for real.
Bra dropped her eyes but once downstairs, she saw her best friend for the first time in years. Pan looked very pretty, if anything a bit tomboy-ish. She was wearing blue jeans, sneakers and a top that said 'Don't touch what you can't handle'. Pan came running to her and gave her a big hug. Bra closed her eyes and inhaled the familiar scent that was Pan. It had been so long.
True, she'd missed Pan terribly, but she couldn't see her either. Not being honest to her best friend was terrible. Bra hugged her back, showing more emotion than she personally would've liked. Touching was something she didn't do often anymore.
Bra pulled back and looked into joyous black eyes, though there was something else there too. It looked like anger, and Bra realized that Pan was angry at her for not contacting her sooner. Before she had time to say anything, Pan pulled on her arm and dragged her along.
Together they wordlessly walked out and Bra sat down in the back seat. She could see that Pan was a bit uncomfortable in the front seat. Why, she didn't know. Bra shrugged and tried to get comfortable, resting her head against the glass and looking outside.
It was impossible, she realized as Goten sat beside her, making her feel very uncomfortable. Bra could smell him from here and she couldn't refrain herself from taking some deep breaths and let his scent overwhelm her for a second. His cologne mixed with his personal scent drugged her and she closed her eyes briefly, picturing Goten in her mind's eye, not looking at him.
"So where are we going?" Pan asked, finally ending the almost painful silence. She was trying to cheer them up and Bra didn't mind, because otherwise Goten would start asking her questions, she was sure of it. She shrugged and continued gazing outside of the car.
"Well sis, where do you want to go?" Trunks looked through the rearview mirror at her and she shrugged again. Bra honestly didn't know.
"I don't care." She murmured flatly, sighing in exasperation. This would be one hell of a night. There was silence for a moment as they all looked at Bra, before Goten spoke up.
"Okay then, why don't we go to.... um..... Shake?" Goten asked, hoping they would go to his favorite club and at the same time trying to get them to talk.
"Okay." Trunks murmured as he started driving faster. Pan rolled her eyes and looked out the window too, thinking about how changed her best friend was. Though Pan was confident in their friendship, because she knew Bra the most and could also sense that something was really wrong. She frowned as she watched other cars flit across her vision. The rest of the way to the club was silent and uneventful.
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Bra had been sitting at the bar since they had arrived while Goten, Trunks and Pan were dancing the night away. They were having a great time out on the dance floor, quite oblivious to everything else. Bra was silently hoping they were going home soon. Sure, a couple of guys had asked her to dance, but she wasn't really in the mood for it. For this.
Her drink swirled as she stirred it with her straw but Bra didn't see it. Her head rested on one hand as she listened to the loud pumping music coming from all around her and her head pounded with it. A frown was permanently etched onto her features and other men had refrained from asking her to dance since then. Nobody decided to take on the challenge of making this girl smile.
Bored, she turned around looking for her brother so she could say she was going home. Bra was a little bit tipsy, but not too much. Her eyes roamed around the room, while she squinted a bit to clear her blurry vision. When her eyes landed on Goten, she saw him dancing with some scarcely clothed girl. Her blood boiled suddenly and she had to fight to keep her ki from rising. Jealous, hateful eyes glared at the two figures.
And he wasn't just dancing with the slut, she was swaying her hips and touching Goten occasionally, dancing to the beat of 'Rock the boat' from Aaliyah. It was a sexually tinted song and Bra scowled at the lyrics. This woman had no business touching her Goten! And why the hell was he allowing it?!
Bra decided not to leave just yet. "Well, two can play that game." She murmured as she got up from her chair, straightened her posture and started to dance too. Some guys were trying to touch her but she got away just in time, ignoring them. She looked around the room once again as she danced and swayed to the music as it took up into a more upbeat song. The music took her away and she turned and turned, though still trying to keep track of Goten.
When she turned around again, her eyes fastened on black spiky hair that wasn't Goten's. Sudden fear overwhelmed her senses and her eyes widened in shock. He didn't notice her, he was lost in the girl in front of him, but nonetheless she felt her knees buckle. Acting on instinct, Bra turned and ran.
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When Bra was a good distance away from the club, her knees finally gave in and she planted her hands flat on the ground for support. Her chest heaved and she tried to steady her breathing with little luck. Only now did she realize it was raining. Her mind reeled as she thought back to earlier in the club.
Was he really in there? Well, it was be possible. He lived in the neighborhood after all. Her hand slapped to her forehead, she raised herself onto her two feet and mentally screamed at herself. She knew she shouldn't have come with them. This was all a big mistake.
Bra was running again toward Capsule Corporation, hastily finding her way through several streets. When she was finally there she was soaking wet. Though Bra felt bad for just leaving her friends there, she knew she couldn't have stayed. He was there and that was not good.
So deep in thought Bra didn't notice her father sitting at the kitchen table. Vegeta looked up from his midnight-snack as he saw his soaking wet daughter run up the stairs quickly. He frowned, but then continued eating his food.
Once upstairs Bra took a quick hot shower and then jumped into her bed. 'I'm going back as soon as possible.' Bra thought as she closed her eyes and pushed the rest of her thoughts away. She let her soul rest for the night in a deep sleep filled with dreams.
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Bra? Vegeta thought as he slowly flew up the stairs, not wanting to wake the woman or his princess. He knew the brats had gone out, but Bra was back sooner than he expected and without the other brat. His frown deepened.
He stopped in front of her bedroom door and he heard her steady breathing through the door, signaling she was asleep. Opening the door, he slowly walked over to his daughter's bedside and gently sat down on it. Vegeta stroked some strands of aqua blue hair out of Bra's face, his thoughts raging through his head, but none made actual sense as to why his daughter was this way.
"What's wrong with you, Princess? No matter, I will find out." He whispered as he tucked her in further and stood up, closing the door behind him as he left. He would just have to ask Trunks what had happened tonight and find some answers, otherwise he was afraid of what would happen. His heart told him that something was terribly wrong and for once he listened to it.
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So they've finally met again, though Goten hasn't made much progress. I hope I haven't disappointed you with this chapter, but I'm already writing again right now. I'll try to get the next one out soon, 'kay?
Please review and I'll review yours!
Lady Silkheart
A/N: Hello again! It's been a while, hasn't it? Well, I once again want to thank you for reading and reviewing my story. If you look at my profile I have other stories too, and more are on the way. Got time? Please read and review 'em too! I'm busy with a new T/P for all you T/P lovers like me and I'm thinking about a sequel to 'Live A Lie', it'll be a V/B.
Well, I hope you all enjoy the next chapter of Fallen!
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Chapter 3
Soul
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He couldn't stop thinking about her. She was in his soul, in his very being. Rolling over on his bed, he looked at the clock; 11 AM. His eyes were clouded with sleep as he sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed, resting his elbows on his knees and his head on his hands. A deep sigh escaped him and he looked at nothing, lost in thought.
Bra was acting so distraught and he wasn't glad to admit it scared him. This was not the girl he fell in love with, she was different. Though when he'd seen her he could've sworn her look had softened for a second as she looked at her brother. This only strengthened his suspicion; he knew that somewhere the old Bra, though now a woman, was still there. Somewhere. And he was determined to find her.
Goten had lain awake all night, thinking about if he should call her or not, but he knew he should keep his distance for a while and probably give her time to calm down. Friday night they always went out and if he knew his niece, she would ask if Bra came along too. This could be his chance to finally talk to her and try to get to see the real her.
Blinking and rubbing the sleep from his eyes, Goten kept thinking back to their meeting in the halls of the CC offices. Her hair was different, longer and fuller, her face sharper. High defined cheekbones, cute nose, beautiful smile and gorgeous blue eyes. All in all Bra had become a real woman with curves in just the right places. He shook his head to clear his head but it didn't help as he looked at the clock again.
Earlier Trunks had called him, giving him the day off. Goten had wavered, not knowing if sitting at home all day and thinking about Bra the whole time or trying to work and still think about her was better. Trunks made the choice for him and told him to just stay at home.
He had told Trunks a long time ago that he loved Bra and, surprisingly, Trunks didn't mind that much. His friend had said that he was a lot better than a weak human, as long as he wouldn't hurt her. Goten had sworn that he wouldn't, even though the idea of hurting Bra made him sick. Though his best friend didn't mind Goten still didn't dare tell Vegeta about it, knowing he would be a dead man if he did so.
He got up slowly and trudged heavily into the bathroom still not fully awake. He'd decided not to stay in bed, it wasn't that productive. Maybe he could train some, but certainly not before a huge breakfast and a nice shower!
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They were going out tonight at 10 PM and he had just picked up Pan from her appartment downtown. Though Goten enjoyed riding in his car, his thoughts were somewhere else entirely.
He was wondering what Bra was wearing, but suddenly he was shaken from his thoughts when Pan yelled they were there. She had noticed his dreamy look and smiled at her Uncle fondly, already knowing what he was thinking of. The feelings were familiar to her, the dilemma almost the same. Pan shook her head as her Uncle Goten looked bewildered at her loud yell and chuckled, quickly forcing her own sadness to the corners of her mind.
Goten and Pan walked up to the door, knocked loudly and after a few minutes a chirpy Bulma opened the door and let them in. They sat down on the couch where Trunks was waiting already for Bra to come down and join them. A frown flitted across his face as he noticed Pan averting her eyes from him quickly. Trunks gazed at her some more before turning to Goten and smiling at his friend.
"Knowing Bra we'll have to wait forever, so prepare for the worst." Trunks said with a wink as he stood up. Pan elbowed him gently in the side in response. Well in Saiyajin terms 'gently'. Trunks flinched and rubbed his side, glaring at her. Pan glared back, daring him to say something, but he wisely kept his mouth shut, knowing her temper.
"Well, is that any way to talk about your sister, Trunks?" Bulma said, coming into the room with a glass of water and sitting down on the couch where Trunks previously sat. Then they heard footsteps coming from the stairs. When he turned around, Goten's breath caught in his throat. Bra looked beautiful. She was wearing black hip-hugging leather pants with a bright red top that said 'HOT' in black and red high heels. On her hands she was wearing black gloves, but her fingers were showing.
Pan and Trunks looked at each other knowingly before looking at Bra again as she smiled a little and descended further down the stairs in a rush.
Goten knew he was gawking, so he quickly closed his mouth as she stood before them. His niece ran to her and gave her a hug, which Bra returned and together they walked out of the house without another word, Trunks and himself following the girls.
Trunks sat down in the driver's seat with Pan next to him in the passenger's seat and Goten sat in the back with Bra awkwardly. He realized he'd just seen another little bit of the actual Bra when she hugged Pan. He really wanted to talk to her about what had happened in all those years she was away but was afraid how to begin and if Bra even wanted to. Goten sighed as he sunk deeper into the seat, occasionally glancing sideways at Bra. Silence ruled it seemed.
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When she came down the stairs Bra had to stop from letting her jaw go slack at the sight of him. He looked so handsome in his black jeans, red T-shirt and sneakers. Goten could wear anything and he still looked great. A tiny smile tugged at the corners of her mouth as she saw his mouth actually drop open. Her confidence grew and she smiled for real.
Bra dropped her eyes but once downstairs, she saw her best friend for the first time in years. Pan looked very pretty, if anything a bit tomboy-ish. She was wearing blue jeans, sneakers and a top that said 'Don't touch what you can't handle'. Pan came running to her and gave her a big hug. Bra closed her eyes and inhaled the familiar scent that was Pan. It had been so long.
True, she'd missed Pan terribly, but she couldn't see her either. Not being honest to her best friend was terrible. Bra hugged her back, showing more emotion than she personally would've liked. Touching was something she didn't do often anymore.
Bra pulled back and looked into joyous black eyes, though there was something else there too. It looked like anger, and Bra realized that Pan was angry at her for not contacting her sooner. Before she had time to say anything, Pan pulled on her arm and dragged her along.
Together they wordlessly walked out and Bra sat down in the back seat. She could see that Pan was a bit uncomfortable in the front seat. Why, she didn't know. Bra shrugged and tried to get comfortable, resting her head against the glass and looking outside.
It was impossible, she realized as Goten sat beside her, making her feel very uncomfortable. Bra could smell him from here and she couldn't refrain herself from taking some deep breaths and let his scent overwhelm her for a second. His cologne mixed with his personal scent drugged her and she closed her eyes briefly, picturing Goten in her mind's eye, not looking at him.
"So where are we going?" Pan asked, finally ending the almost painful silence. She was trying to cheer them up and Bra didn't mind, because otherwise Goten would start asking her questions, she was sure of it. She shrugged and continued gazing outside of the car.
"Well sis, where do you want to go?" Trunks looked through the rearview mirror at her and she shrugged again. Bra honestly didn't know.
"I don't care." She murmured flatly, sighing in exasperation. This would be one hell of a night. There was silence for a moment as they all looked at Bra, before Goten spoke up.
"Okay then, why don't we go to.... um..... Shake?" Goten asked, hoping they would go to his favorite club and at the same time trying to get them to talk.
"Okay." Trunks murmured as he started driving faster. Pan rolled her eyes and looked out the window too, thinking about how changed her best friend was. Though Pan was confident in their friendship, because she knew Bra the most and could also sense that something was really wrong. She frowned as she watched other cars flit across her vision. The rest of the way to the club was silent and uneventful.
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Bra had been sitting at the bar since they had arrived while Goten, Trunks and Pan were dancing the night away. They were having a great time out on the dance floor, quite oblivious to everything else. Bra was silently hoping they were going home soon. Sure, a couple of guys had asked her to dance, but she wasn't really in the mood for it. For this.
Her drink swirled as she stirred it with her straw but Bra didn't see it. Her head rested on one hand as she listened to the loud pumping music coming from all around her and her head pounded with it. A frown was permanently etched onto her features and other men had refrained from asking her to dance since then. Nobody decided to take on the challenge of making this girl smile.
Bored, she turned around looking for her brother so she could say she was going home. Bra was a little bit tipsy, but not too much. Her eyes roamed around the room, while she squinted a bit to clear her blurry vision. When her eyes landed on Goten, she saw him dancing with some scarcely clothed girl. Her blood boiled suddenly and she had to fight to keep her ki from rising. Jealous, hateful eyes glared at the two figures.
And he wasn't just dancing with the slut, she was swaying her hips and touching Goten occasionally, dancing to the beat of 'Rock the boat' from Aaliyah. It was a sexually tinted song and Bra scowled at the lyrics. This woman had no business touching her Goten! And why the hell was he allowing it?!
Bra decided not to leave just yet. "Well, two can play that game." She murmured as she got up from her chair, straightened her posture and started to dance too. Some guys were trying to touch her but she got away just in time, ignoring them. She looked around the room once again as she danced and swayed to the music as it took up into a more upbeat song. The music took her away and she turned and turned, though still trying to keep track of Goten.
When she turned around again, her eyes fastened on black spiky hair that wasn't Goten's. Sudden fear overwhelmed her senses and her eyes widened in shock. He didn't notice her, he was lost in the girl in front of him, but nonetheless she felt her knees buckle. Acting on instinct, Bra turned and ran.
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When Bra was a good distance away from the club, her knees finally gave in and she planted her hands flat on the ground for support. Her chest heaved and she tried to steady her breathing with little luck. Only now did she realize it was raining. Her mind reeled as she thought back to earlier in the club.
Was he really in there? Well, it was be possible. He lived in the neighborhood after all. Her hand slapped to her forehead, she raised herself onto her two feet and mentally screamed at herself. She knew she shouldn't have come with them. This was all a big mistake.
Bra was running again toward Capsule Corporation, hastily finding her way through several streets. When she was finally there she was soaking wet. Though Bra felt bad for just leaving her friends there, she knew she couldn't have stayed. He was there and that was not good.
So deep in thought Bra didn't notice her father sitting at the kitchen table. Vegeta looked up from his midnight-snack as he saw his soaking wet daughter run up the stairs quickly. He frowned, but then continued eating his food.
Once upstairs Bra took a quick hot shower and then jumped into her bed. 'I'm going back as soon as possible.' Bra thought as she closed her eyes and pushed the rest of her thoughts away. She let her soul rest for the night in a deep sleep filled with dreams.
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Bra? Vegeta thought as he slowly flew up the stairs, not wanting to wake the woman or his princess. He knew the brats had gone out, but Bra was back sooner than he expected and without the other brat. His frown deepened.
He stopped in front of her bedroom door and he heard her steady breathing through the door, signaling she was asleep. Opening the door, he slowly walked over to his daughter's bedside and gently sat down on it. Vegeta stroked some strands of aqua blue hair out of Bra's face, his thoughts raging through his head, but none made actual sense as to why his daughter was this way.
"What's wrong with you, Princess? No matter, I will find out." He whispered as he tucked her in further and stood up, closing the door behind him as he left. He would just have to ask Trunks what had happened tonight and find some answers, otherwise he was afraid of what would happen. His heart told him that something was terribly wrong and for once he listened to it.
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So they've finally met again, though Goten hasn't made much progress. I hope I haven't disappointed you with this chapter, but I'm already writing again right now. I'll try to get the next one out soon, 'kay?
Please review and I'll review yours!
Lady Silkheart