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Overprotective

Trunks was sitting at his desk in his office at Capsule Corporation. On his right side of the desk a huge pile of contracts waiting to be revised, correct, change, sign or deny. The 24 year old sighed, he was not fit to be held in a room with his butt stuck in a chair for twelve hours, no matter how comfy it was. The young vice president was feeling claustrophobic, he needed to get the hell out of there. He would have been gone by now, but his mother sealed all the window to prevent his flee. Bulma had enough when he missed a meeting that cause the company loss a contract of million dollars. 'How we can affiliate with a company where the vice president is an irresponsible kid?' They said.

Suddenly the door opened. A petite female figure walked in, closing the door behind her. "Hey, what's up?" she greeted as she reached to Trunks.

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

"Well, mom forgot some blueprints at home and made dad to bring them, so I tag along to say hi to my big brother. Hi." Bra said while waving.

"Ok what do you really want Bra?" Asked the lavender-haired young man raising an eyebrow, in disbelief.

Bra gasped at the accusation, "That's so mean, how could you think that of me, you know I love you, and it's been ages since we don't chat."

Trunks did not buy that either, but he let her have it. Trunks took off his glasses and place them in his drawer. Bra looked at him with a puzzled expression. "So, what you want to 'chat' about?"

"For instance, why you wear those stupid glasses?, you don't even need them. They make you look like totally dork."

"Well, that's the idea." seeing that the answer made his little sister more confuse explained in more details. "Is helpful when I deal with business people, they think I am naive and inexperienced because I'm young, so the glasses make me look nerdy. Making them believe that they can run over me and take advantage of me. So, I surprised them when they realize that I am an excellent stockists and at their confusion, I take advantage to drive the deal on my favor."

"Oh, that make sense. Are you busy?"

Trunks shifted his eyes to the pile as a reply. "But, I think a can take a break, since my baby sister took her precious time to visit me." Why don't use her as an excuse to escape from work while she is here?

He rose from his chair, took off his very expensive jacket and placed neatly on the back of the chair. Went to the mini-fringe and took two soda cans and sat next to Bra in the black leather sofa where she was sitting and pass the orange flavor soda to her, keeping the cola one. She frowned at it, but say nothing.

The Saiyan sibling chatted for a good twenty minutes about random subjects, school, work, their parents, etc. Then Bra asked; "You have plans for the afternoon? Is Saturday, so you leave at three, right?" Bra looked at him from the corner of her eyes as she took a sip of her drink.

Trunks narrowed his eyes. He was right, now, he started to see the real reason of Bra surely love for him. "No, I don't have plans for today so far, Why you ask?"

"If you are free, can you take me to the mall around five-sh?" Said Bra with her best convincing, sweet and innocent expression.

"Why you don't ask dad? I'm sure that he'll, every time you said jump he asks how high."

"That's no true, you know how many times I have to ask before he agrees to?"

"I'm sure less than I had to, and he hardly said yes. Why you don't ask mom?"

"I want you to take me." Bra put her can on the coffee table and crawled on the sofa toward her brother until she climbed and sat on his lap and hugged his neck, "Very, very please, with a berry on top?"

Trunks looked at her, the thirteen years old was determined to have her way, that used her best begging tactic. The prince was about to give in, how can anyone say no to those big blue eyes? But he must be strong, if not he would surely fall for her trap. "Bra, I'm not dad, so you better tell me your real intention."

Bra didn't drop the act as she explains her 'real' intentions "Well, when mom, specially daddy take me to the mall never let me be by myself, so I thought that we can go, you can go do your thing, and I can do whatever I do, you know, shopping and 'stuffs'."

"So you want me to use me so you can have a taste of liberty, I want no part of it." Refused the older demi-Saiyan.

"Came on, please Trunks. I'll do anything you want, but please I need to be at that mall at five thirty." the princess begged.

Trunks light-bold lighted up, "Ok Bra, if you do not tell me exactly why you need to be there at five-thirty, I'll walk to mom's office tell dad about it."

The teen's eyes went wide open in terror, she knew if her daddy find out she would never live to tell, she had no choice, but to trust him. "Well, I will meet a friend at the ice-cream shop." she said then blinked three time innocently.

Trunks blood was boiling, he was not an idiot he understood the meaning of 'friend', still he asked, hoping it was just his imagination. "What kind of friend, female or" he gulped away the knot on his troth, before finishing the question, "MALE?"

"We are just friend no more, I swear."

"Hell no Bra," he yelled, "there no freaking way I'll be accomplice of this. You have to be damn stupid to think I'll let you use 'me' to go on a date with a stupid, good for nothing, pathetic worthless piece of shit. Again, HELL NO."

"You can't say those things about him, you don't know him." she removed her arm from him as defending her special 'friend'.

"Yes I can, every, single one who has those kind of intention toward you, is. Lets ask dad if he agrees with me." Trunks growled.

"Oh, gosh, no please Trunks don't tell him, he is going to kill me and him too, please. I swear, he has good intentions. He is nice and sweet, he never said or did anything improper, we are just going to have ice-cream."

"No, no way."

"Please, help on this one, I'll introduce him to you, and I'll even let you intimidate him if you want. Just think how awful was not having someone to cover you when you started dating, I still remember how dad dragged you by the ear when he find out you sneaked out to see that brunette, after he forbid it."

Crap, that was low, that for sure was most embarrassing moment of his life, even if she was a gold digger, as Vegeta said. The young business man, sighed at the defeat, he sure will regret it. "Fine, but I have a few conditions."

Bra's eyes sparkled out of happiness "Thank you, thank you", how bad his conditions can be?

"I will meet the pest as you suggested. I will let you be alone with him. But I'll observe from the coffee shop across."

"Ok, that's no bad, I think."

"I'm not done yet, there will be no kissing, no hand holding, no sitting in the same booth, no footsy, no touching at all. If he does, I'll drag you home, same goes, if he looks lower than your face, or say anything improper, got it?"

"Wow that to much..."

"There is more," interrupted her brother "your clothing will not be tight, no skirts nor dress, no mini shorts neither shorts, pants have to be under your knees. Top shall cover your belly and especially the 'upper' part, thick strips most be included, if have sleeves the better, for the shoes I don't care."

"You are crossing the line Trunks, you sound like dad. I'll dress the way I want." refuted the blue-haired girl.

"This is nothing like him, dad would make you wear a turtleneck, long sleeved, and he would not let you even show your ankles, and this will happen after you turn thirty. So, you accept my conditions or there's no date, and I'll tell dad just in case you try to sneak out."

Bra, still in her brother's lap, crossed her arms close to her chest, her eyes were teary "Trunks, you are being overprotective, I know how to defend myself, you know? I'm a Saiyan after all."

"I know you can, Bra. But you are my baby sister, and is my job to be overprotective of you, I'm because I love you, sis." Trunks wiped away a tear that escaped from the corner of Bra's eye. He breath deeply and said. "Fine, you can choose what to wear, but please don't show too much skin. And if the guy does something improper, I'll let you put him in his place, but if I see is too much for you, physically or emotionally I'll jump in. Does that sounds better?"

Bra smiled brightly and hugged him once more, he hugged back. "Yes, thank you so much, I owe you one."

Trunks smirked as an idea hit his brain. "So, Bra you know to forge my signature right?"

"Yes?" replied confused "Why?"

"Do you see that pile of paper over there..."