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Desire You
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"Bra?" Gohan grabbed her hand and shook her out of her stupor.
"Y-yes?" she asked as she looked around at the faces that were looking at her. Then she noticed that Goten was still extending his hand towards her. "I'm sorry," she tried to force a small smile as she took his hand and shook it.
"That's ok," Goten responded as he gave her hand a small squeeze.
Bra gulped lightly and wanted so bad to snatch her hand out of his grip, but she needed to relax and not act so rude around the man she assumed she had never met. He let go of her and she took a step back to wrap her arm around Gohan's, as an unexplained urge to hide from his brother came over her.
Chichi came outside and smiled, clapping her hands together, "Dinner's served! Everyone come into the dinning room and have a seat," she said as she opened the sliding door wide for them.
Gohan stayed behind with Bra and looked at her seriously, "Are you ok? It looks like my brother was struck by you as much as you by him. But when you saw him, you were squeezing my hand tightly, why?" he asked worriedly.
Bra ran a shaky hand through her hair and looked at him, "He reminds me of the man that was in my dream a few weeks ago. When I saw him, I had an unexplained urge to hide. I know this must be absurd, but I don't know what happened," she said truthfully.
Gohan held out his arms and she took the invitation, wrapping her arms around his trim waist as he hugged her tightly. "It's ok. Maybe he does remind you of someone you knew before, but my brother is a good person," he reassured her.
She sighed against his chest and nodded, "I'm sorry about acting the way I did. I have been feeling on edge these past few days, and I don't know why. I think I need to see some sort of therapist to help me with this," Bra said softly.
"Maybe a psychoanalysis will help you. A therapist sits with you and you talk about anything that comes into your mind. It should help you some to talk about the new memories you have and how you feel about them. Just know that I'm also here for you. Whenever you need to talk, just let me know, ok?" he asked as he cupped her face in his hands.
Bra smiled and nodded, "Thank you," she whispered as she leaned up a bit and pecked him lightly on his lips. "We should get inside, your family must be waiting for us," she said as she took his hand and lead him inside.
The rest of the family was already sitting at the table and the smell coming from it was delicious. Gohan sat with Bra in front of Pan and Goten, and at both ends of the table sat Goku and Chichi. Unfortunately for Bra, she was sitting at the chair close to Goku's.
They said grace, which surprised Bra a bit, for no apparent reason, and then they all began to eat. While they ate, she tried to ignore the younger Son that was glancing at her every chance he got.
A while later, everyone had finished and was sitting back. "The food was delicious," Bra complimented as she took a sip of wine.
"Thank you," Chichi said as she looked at everyone else.
Pan noticed that Bra looked a little pale and she also noticed that Goten hadn't said a single word to any of them. She wondered what was happening because Goten had never been a quiet person.
Goku looked at his youngest son and cleared his throat, "How are things at college, Goten?" he asked.
Goten smiled momentarily, "Fine," he answered.
Goku frowned, "What about your photography?"
Bra's head snapped up at the mention of photography, then she closed her eyes briefly and a series of incongruent and unsettling images flashed before her eyes. She rubbed her eyes and forehead and started to take deep breaths.
Gohan looked at her and then to his father, who was also watching how Bra was acting. "Are you ok?" Gohan asked as he leaned over a little to whisper.
She blinked a few times, as if she were having trouble focusing, then she turned to look at him and smiled, "I'm ok," she whispered back. He gave her an unconvinced look. "I'm fine," she said again. Though she really wasn't. The images had been just that. Only jumbled up pieces that had not explained anything or made her remember anything more serious about her past. They had made no sense whatsoever
Chichi stood and began to pick up the dishes, Bra stood also and the other woman glared at her. "You are a guest tonight please sit down," she almost ordered.
"This is the least I can do after all you have all done for me. Please," she said with a pleading smile.
"Fine," Chichi said as she gave in and they began to clear the table. Then Pan stood and helped after receiving a glare from her father.
In the kitchen, they all loaded the dishwasher and Pan leaned on the counter as she watched a very weird acting Bra. "Bra are you ok? You've been acting weird ever since you got here," Pan whispered.
The blue haired woman looked at her and shook her head, "It's nothing. I just feel anxious about something," she said softly.
"Have you gotten any new, er...... I mean old, memories?" Pan asked tentatively.
"Just glimpses and images that don't make much sense. Sometimes I just feel confused for no apparent reason," Bra replied.
"So......... what do you think of my uncle?" Pan inquired with a grin.
Bra blinked at her a few times and cleared her throat, "Um-....... well, he's very handsome, but he seems very quiet," she said in a nervous tone.
Pan laughed softly, "I think that he was shocked by you too. He's usually running his mouth about anything, or particularly about his girlfriends, his classes, and his job. But I'll have to warn him that you and my dad are trying to get somewhere," she said in a sly voice.
Bra coughed and then gave her an incredulous look, "He told you?"
The other woman nodded, "Oh Bra! He's so happy. I hadn't seen him this ecstatic since before my mother passed away," she said softly.
Bra nodded, "I just asked him that we take this slow. I'm often confused because of my memory loss and I don't want it to ruin a budding relationship," she said with a grin.
"I'm happy to hear that," Gohan said as he stood behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her cheek lightly.
Bra smiled and leaned back against his chest, then she watched quietly as Goku and Goten walked into the kitchen. Both men stared at her and then at the arms wrapped around her waist.
Chichi finished what she was doing also and she looked at the pair, "Did I miss something?" she asked with a small smile, pointing at Gohan's arms.
Gohan shook his head, "We're not serious yet, but one of these days........." he trailed off.
"We should go," Bra said as she turned to look at him.
He nodded and let go to walk over to his mother, "The dinner was great, thank you. But we must get going," Gohan said as he hugged her and pecked her on the cheek.
Bra walked over to her too, "Thank you so much for the wonderful time. I would like to find out if I can cook, but Gohan won't let me near the kitchen when it comes to cooking," she laughed.
"Don't worry about it, one of these days you can come by and help me cook. You kids just go on home and get your rest," Chichi said as she walked with them to the front door.
"Pan are you leaving with us?" Gohan asked.
Pan shook her head, "No, I'm going to stay and talk with uncle Goten for a while," she said as she entwined her arm with Goten's.
Bra's eyes met with Goku's and he gave her a look that made her want to glare at him. 'Is that honestly a look that a man not interested in you, gives you?' she asked herself. She shook her head once and then smiled sweetly, "We'll see you at the office tomorrow Mr. Son," she said.
Goku forced a smile because Gohan looked at him, "Of course. Oh and if it's not too much trouble, can you both please be there early?" he asked with a slight edge to his voice.
'Why don't you just ask ME to be there early in front of your family?' she wanted to mouth the words childishly at him. Instead she nodded when Gohan gave his reply. Bra turned to Goten and shivered lightly under his gaze, it was a bit frightening.
"It was nice meeting you, Bra," he said as he extended his hand.
Bra looked at it for a second and nodded, taking his hand in hers, "Likewise," she responded, not wanting him to see that she was intimidated. Then she turned to Gohan and he smiled, taking her hand.
"Pan, don't get home too late," Gohan called as they walked out of the large mansion and towards his Silver Lexus. He opened the door for her and closed it when she stepped in, then he walked around to his side and they took off.
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"I'm here early Mr. Son, just like you requested," Bra said as she entered his office with some papers and a notebook that contained her notes.
Goku didn't miss the note of sarcasm in her voice and frankly, it annoyed him. "I wanted to talk to you about something that has nothing to do with work. Have a seat," he said as he sat down in his large leather chair and leaned back and crossed his ankle over his knee.
Bra sat down in front of him, "What about? Are you going to try to talk me out of being with Gohan?" she asked in a smart tone.
He looked at her sharply and his eyes narrowed, "Why do you ask that?"
"It was the same thing you were trying to do to Gohan, am I wrong? I just have one question. Why are you so sure that when I completely remember who I am that I will leave Gohan?" she asked.
Goku glared at her, "Will you not? What if you remember that you had a boyfriend or a lover?" he asked her darkly.
"That is for me to decide, don't you think? But, it seems like this whole situation is bothering you more than it bothers your son, why?" she asked as she walked towards his seated form.
He looked away from her, afraid that she might see that she was right. It bothered him greatly that she would have someone in her old life that could possibly make her leave them. Leave him. "You're speaking nonsense," he said with a wave of his hand.
"Am I?" she asked with a hidden smile, noticing the way his eyes had turned away from hers, and how he had stiffened at her words. "Well, it doesn't matter. If I fall in love with Gohan, I won't leave him. I will have a chance to start a new life," she murmured.
Goku turned his chair away from her and shut his eyes at the thought. He was deluding himself to think that he felt something for her. It didn't matter, there was no way that he would betray Chichi. "I just don't want my son to come out hurt in this whole situation. He went through a lot when Videl passed away," Goku said in a low tone.
"I wouldn't think of hurting him. Gohan is a very special man, I can see that much," Bra replied.
He turned back around to face her and stood, "I won't speak of this again. I have come to the conclusion that it is not my business. Let us get to work, I need your help on some things," Goku said as he walked her to his conference table.
Bra let out a slow breath and ran a hand through her hair, following after the tall man. She looked down at the papers that were set in neat piles on the table, her eyes took them in one by one and then she turned to Goku. "What do you need?"
He sighed and pointed towards the books, "I need you to find two articles that reported cases similar to this one. They happened about ten years ago, so they must be in the same book," Goku said as he began to look at his notes for the defense.
He walked back and forth, pacing as he muttered the words that he would be using in court. Goku was confident that he would win this case, it wasn't particularly hard, all that would be needed would be a good opening and a good closing that would tilt the jury his way.
Bra, in the mean time, was up on a small ladder, looking at the books that were on the tall shelf. Then a small pulsing pain in her head made her tighten her grip on the shelve, and she closed her eyes willing it away.
It didn't. The pain only increased and she began to breathe deeply, "Goku!" she cried.
His head snapped up in her direction and he heard the note of distress in her voice. "What's wrong?" he asked as he began to walk towards her.
"I'm getting the pain again," she said as she tried to step down from the stairs, but the pain was getting to her and she faltered, losing her grip and falling.
Goku was there to catch her, falling to his knees as he laid her down, asking if she was ok. Bra could hear his voice in the distance, but the pain was overpowering, and more images were bombarding her brain.
There was a boy, with lavender hair. He was running after her with a lighter in his hands, threatening to burn her hair off if she didn't leave him and his friends alone. Then, he was a bit older and shaving the hair off the Barbie doll collection that she had in her room after she had cut off the strings of his favorite guitar. After that, an image of them together, he was older, maybe about twenty and he was nagging at her about one of her ex boyfriends. Was he her brother?
Then there was a man. He had tall, funny hair and he had a dark look on his face. But when he set eyes on her, his face softened, and the smirk on his face turned into a smile. "Bra-chan, my Princess," he whispered as he embraced her tenderly. The words echoed in her head as she came back to herself.
"Poppa," she whispered softly.
"What is it Bra? What did you remember?" Goku asked as he caressed her face. "Please sweetheart, speak to me," he pleaded softly.
Bra blinked a few times and then focused on his worried face, "I-I'm ok," she said with a soft smile.
He nodded and helped her sit up. Bra gasped and felt her vision swerve and she leaned against Goku's chest as she closed her eyes and tried to steady her vision. He rubbed her silky hair slowly and enjoyed the feel of her in his arms. "What did you remember?" he repeated.
Bra slowly sat by herself and then tried to stand, still holding onto Goku. Her face then formed into a slow, happy smile, "I remembered my father and my brother," she whispered.
Goku smiled at her happiness and nodded, "I'm happy for you. The next step we can take is have someone do a portrait as you describe them and then take it to the police. Maybe they have some sort of record on them. Or we can search for them on the internet," he offered.
Bra sighed and nodded, "I hope I can find them. At this point I would really like to meet them again. I wonder why I didn't remember anything on my mother. I would love to remember who she is," she said softly.
Goku caressed her cheek with his hand and watched as her eyes fluttered closed with his touch. He swallowed as his eyes traveled her features, the way he had done many times before. Her arched eyebrows, shinning, big, blue eyes, a small, sharp nose, and full, red lips in a face as milky and beautiful as a porcelains doll.
"What's happening Bra? I-I can't understand why you affect me the way you do. I know it's wrong, but how do I stop this?" he murmured before he leaned down and stroked her lips with his.
"Goku......... we shouldn't," she breathed when he pulled away and pressed his forehead to hers.
"Tell me how we should stop this. Tell me and I will do all that is in power to do it," he whispered desperately against her lips.
"First of all, you can start by thinking of your wife. You have two sons and she loves you. You can't throw away a lifetime for a foolishness like this. You just can't." Bra tried to reason with him, but she didn't even know if she could stop herself. She felt a desire for Goku that was almost mind numbing.
He sighed and slowly pulled away from her, "You're right. I love my wife very much. But I desire you," he said the last words in a strained whisper.
"And I you, but there is nothing we can do about it. Nothing that will not end up in hurting those who care for us," Bra said sadly.
He took a deep breath and nodded slowly, almost hesitantly. "Do you think we can keep this relationship strictly business? If you try........ then I will also try my best," he said, looking into her wide, blue eyes.
Bra reluctantly nodded and turned back to the bookcase to get what she was looking for. But, try as she might, she couldn't get her mind to function and to stop thinking about the man that was so close to her, yet so far in the same way.
Goku watched her out of the corner of his eye. She wanted him! His heart sang with the thought, but like she said, there was nothing they could do about it. Never could he bring himself to cheat on Chichi, yet as he thought about it, he already had. If not with his body, then with his mind and maybe even his heart.
"I found it," Bra said as she stepped down from the ladder and walked over to him with the book in her hands.
He nodded and took it from her, looking through the pages, "Ok, thank you. If you'd like you can go back to doing your work for Gohan, or anything else you have postponed to help me," Goku whispered.
Bra nodded, "If you need anything else, just let me know Mr. Son," she murmured as she looked into his eyes. Then, before she did something stupid, she turned and walked out of the office, her mind in turmoil. As she sat at her desk, she felt a grin tugging at her lips, she had a brother and a father!
Now, more than ever, she had to find them and get help to see if she could remember more things. What would have been more helpful was that if she had remembered their names. But her mind still felt like a blank.
And........ against herself, her heart skipped a beat at the words Goku had said to her. He desired her! With that thought, she got to working again. She wondered where Gohan was and why he hadn't come over to see her.
Pan came by later that day and invited Bra to go swimming with her at her grandfather's house, being that his was larger than theirs and he also had a Jacuzzi. So, Goku her early leave, after Pan gave him a puppy-dog look, and they went out to buy new bathing-suits.
After that, they went to visit Chichi at her store. "Hey girls!" she said happily.
"Hi grandma. We're on our way t your house to use your pool," Pan said as she looked around at her grandmother's designer dresses.
Chichi nodded and they all turned when a woman came out from the dressing room and twirled in front of a mirror. Bra's eyes narrowed and darkened and she looked at Pan, who also had a sour look on her face.
Then the woman noticed them, "My, my, my. Look at who we have here," Maron said as she walked over to them and then sneered at Bra.
Pan walked over to her grandmother and gave her a kiss on the cheek and a hug. "We'll see you later grandma. Can I tell you something?"
"Sure hon," Chichi said with a light frown.
"Your dresses are too good for some people," she whispered as she hitched a thumb towards the woman that was staring Bra down.
"You look at me as if I owe you something. Which, I don't," Bra said smoothly, quietly, not wanting to be rude in front of Chichi.
"You do owe me something, but I won't say it in front of my future mother- in-law. Did you know that Gohan and I are going out to dinner today? That is why I am choosing a new dress," she said smugly.
Bra tried to look unconcerned, but inside, a surge of jealousy was boiling in her stomach. A feeling that made her feel extremely confused. "Gohan is a grown man that can do what he wants. But the fact that he is going out with you, means nothing."
Maron's eyes narrowed in anger, "Just don't expect him to come home early," she said with a smirk.
"If he doesn't, I'll know that you were whore enough to ensnare him, but Gohan has too much principle, he won't fall easily," Bra smirked. She looked towards Pan and nodded towards the door.
"We'll see you later Grandma," Pan said.
"Good-bye Chichi," Bra said with a smile.
"You girls have fun, and in case your grandfather gets home early, tell him that he can have the food that is in the blue container only," Chichi said.
Pan nodded and she and Bra brushed past the blonde woman that was boiling in anger. Maron looked after them but then smiled. Every man had a weakness and Son Gohan was not the exception.
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Goku sighed and dropped his things on the chair that was by the door and he walked straight to the kitchen to get something to eat, since he had missed lunch and that had been a first.
He snooped around in the fridge until he found something. He reached for a piece of fruit and stuffed his face, still inside the fridge, then he was tapped on the shoulder. He reared back and slammed his head in a higher shelf of the fridge and cursed.
He stood and turned, nearly choking on the food as he took in who was standing there almost completely in her skin. How could she be wearing so little and still look decent? Bra was watching him warily, blushing as he stared at her chest.
"Mr. Son, up here," Bra waved a hand higher with a teasing smile. She knew that her bathing suit was eye-catching, but he was taking it to the extreme. She was wearing a bikini top with short-shorts.
It was Goku's turn to blush, "I'm sorry," he said as he looked at her face.
"Sorry for what? For staring? No, it's good to know that you find me attractive," she said softly.
"W-what are you doing here?" he stuttered, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable with her standing half-naked and so close to him.
"Pan and I are here swimming. I have a message from your wife. She said that you could eat the food that was in the blue container only," she said as she turned to go.
When she was gone, Goku let out a slow breath, not even realizing that he had been holding it in. How was he going to deal with these things happening? He looked down at himself and just now realized how painfully Bra had affected him.
He needed a cold shower, and fast.
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Bra smiled to herself as she walked out of the kitchen where Goku had completely devoured her with his eyes. Pan had been right to say that this bathing suit would be 'fetching', but she had been thinking of her father, not her grandfather.
"Why that grin?" Pan asked as she stopped at the edge of the pool.
"I was feeling happy," Bra said with a light shrug. "How many laps did you do?"
"25, but I haven't practiced much so my arms got tired quick," Pan said.
"I'm just going to sit here and think for a while," Bra said as she sat on the board.
She couldn't do anything with Goku, but a girl could dream, right? Then, an image of Gohan in his undies popped into her head, and with it, came jealousy. Bra nearly fell off the board with the thoughts.
She couldn't deny that he was as handsome as his father, and that he stirred that little something in her mind, but was it true that he was going out with that Maron character?
"Pan!" Bra called.
"Yeah," she said as she stopped on the other end of the pool.
"Do you know where your father is going tonight?" Bra tried to sound nonchalant.
Pan stayed quiet for a moment, "He said that he had a business dinner to attend to with possible clients. Why?" she asked curiously.
"That possible client is Maron. She let me know today that she was going to out with him tonight and that she would do all in her power so that he didn't come home tonight," Bra said with meaning.
Pan's eyed widened, "That little whore! I knew that she was up to no good. But don't you worry, we'll come up with some sort of plan to get her out of my dad's way. Besides, he has told me that he really likes you," she said with a grin.
Bra laughed bashfully. Well, she could say that she liked him too. But at the moment, even against her better judgment, she liked the man that was staring at her from the window of his room more than his son.
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But he couldn't help going back to her. Her hair was wet and matted to her face and water droplets trailing down her slim body. The tiny shorts that hugged her hips, and the top that looked as if it were about to burst as it held in her, um....... endowments.
Goku realized that unfortunately, the shower wasn't working, even as he turned the cold water on full blast. Minutes later, he stepped out and walked over to change into clean clothes.
Unfortunately, his drawers were next to the window that overlooked the backyard and the pool in particular. His granddaughter was doing laps inside the pool at an incredible speed, while Bra was lounging on the diving board, she seemed to be deep in thought.
She leaned back and lay down completely, giving Goku an unobscured view of her entire body once again. "Oh......... You are going to be the death of me," he whispered.
"Who is Goku dear?"
Goku's eyes widened as he now noticed through the reflection in the mirror that his wife was standing there looking at him. "You are Chi. I saw your image through the mirror and you gave me a scare," he said with a small smile.
Chichi gave him and unconvinced look and then walked over to kiss him. "Have you had dinner yet?" she asked as she walked over to her closet to change into something more comfortable.
"No, I came to shower before I ate," he said as he put on his slippers and a silk robe over his clothes.
"Okay sweetheart, I'm going to change and then I will join you to cook up something fast for you and the girls," she said as she let loose her hair from the bun and it cascaded in waves down her back.
Goku looked at her for a long moment and smiled. Even though many years had passed since he had met her, she was every bit as beautiful as the first time he had lay eyes on her. He smiled, he still loved her every bit and would not do a thing to hurt her. Bra was right.
Chichi watched as Goku walked out and then walked over to the window where she had seen her husband staring out of. But there wasn't anyone at the pool anymore. Had Goku really been talking about her? Or was something, or rather someone, else on his mind.......
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Is Chichi starting to suspect that her husband is having thoughts about another woman? And what about Bra, is she feeling something for Gohan? Well, I can't tell you, unless you want me to spoil the following chapters.
Thank you for taking the time to read my fic and I will try to update as soon as I can. Though at the moment I'm busy, with my classes, so I don't know when for sure I will be able to get out the next chapter. Thanx again and don't forget to let me know what you think!
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~!Joey!~
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or any of DBGT characters that are used in this piece of fanfiction. They belong to Akira Toriyama, Bird Studio, FUNimation, etc.
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Desire You
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"Bra?" Gohan grabbed her hand and shook her out of her stupor.
"Y-yes?" she asked as she looked around at the faces that were looking at her. Then she noticed that Goten was still extending his hand towards her. "I'm sorry," she tried to force a small smile as she took his hand and shook it.
"That's ok," Goten responded as he gave her hand a small squeeze.
Bra gulped lightly and wanted so bad to snatch her hand out of his grip, but she needed to relax and not act so rude around the man she assumed she had never met. He let go of her and she took a step back to wrap her arm around Gohan's, as an unexplained urge to hide from his brother came over her.
Chichi came outside and smiled, clapping her hands together, "Dinner's served! Everyone come into the dinning room and have a seat," she said as she opened the sliding door wide for them.
Gohan stayed behind with Bra and looked at her seriously, "Are you ok? It looks like my brother was struck by you as much as you by him. But when you saw him, you were squeezing my hand tightly, why?" he asked worriedly.
Bra ran a shaky hand through her hair and looked at him, "He reminds me of the man that was in my dream a few weeks ago. When I saw him, I had an unexplained urge to hide. I know this must be absurd, but I don't know what happened," she said truthfully.
Gohan held out his arms and she took the invitation, wrapping her arms around his trim waist as he hugged her tightly. "It's ok. Maybe he does remind you of someone you knew before, but my brother is a good person," he reassured her.
She sighed against his chest and nodded, "I'm sorry about acting the way I did. I have been feeling on edge these past few days, and I don't know why. I think I need to see some sort of therapist to help me with this," Bra said softly.
"Maybe a psychoanalysis will help you. A therapist sits with you and you talk about anything that comes into your mind. It should help you some to talk about the new memories you have and how you feel about them. Just know that I'm also here for you. Whenever you need to talk, just let me know, ok?" he asked as he cupped her face in his hands.
Bra smiled and nodded, "Thank you," she whispered as she leaned up a bit and pecked him lightly on his lips. "We should get inside, your family must be waiting for us," she said as she took his hand and lead him inside.
The rest of the family was already sitting at the table and the smell coming from it was delicious. Gohan sat with Bra in front of Pan and Goten, and at both ends of the table sat Goku and Chichi. Unfortunately for Bra, she was sitting at the chair close to Goku's.
They said grace, which surprised Bra a bit, for no apparent reason, and then they all began to eat. While they ate, she tried to ignore the younger Son that was glancing at her every chance he got.
A while later, everyone had finished and was sitting back. "The food was delicious," Bra complimented as she took a sip of wine.
"Thank you," Chichi said as she looked at everyone else.
Pan noticed that Bra looked a little pale and she also noticed that Goten hadn't said a single word to any of them. She wondered what was happening because Goten had never been a quiet person.
Goku looked at his youngest son and cleared his throat, "How are things at college, Goten?" he asked.
Goten smiled momentarily, "Fine," he answered.
Goku frowned, "What about your photography?"
Bra's head snapped up at the mention of photography, then she closed her eyes briefly and a series of incongruent and unsettling images flashed before her eyes. She rubbed her eyes and forehead and started to take deep breaths.
Gohan looked at her and then to his father, who was also watching how Bra was acting. "Are you ok?" Gohan asked as he leaned over a little to whisper.
She blinked a few times, as if she were having trouble focusing, then she turned to look at him and smiled, "I'm ok," she whispered back. He gave her an unconvinced look. "I'm fine," she said again. Though she really wasn't. The images had been just that. Only jumbled up pieces that had not explained anything or made her remember anything more serious about her past. They had made no sense whatsoever
Chichi stood and began to pick up the dishes, Bra stood also and the other woman glared at her. "You are a guest tonight please sit down," she almost ordered.
"This is the least I can do after all you have all done for me. Please," she said with a pleading smile.
"Fine," Chichi said as she gave in and they began to clear the table. Then Pan stood and helped after receiving a glare from her father.
In the kitchen, they all loaded the dishwasher and Pan leaned on the counter as she watched a very weird acting Bra. "Bra are you ok? You've been acting weird ever since you got here," Pan whispered.
The blue haired woman looked at her and shook her head, "It's nothing. I just feel anxious about something," she said softly.
"Have you gotten any new, er...... I mean old, memories?" Pan asked tentatively.
"Just glimpses and images that don't make much sense. Sometimes I just feel confused for no apparent reason," Bra replied.
"So......... what do you think of my uncle?" Pan inquired with a grin.
Bra blinked at her a few times and cleared her throat, "Um-....... well, he's very handsome, but he seems very quiet," she said in a nervous tone.
Pan laughed softly, "I think that he was shocked by you too. He's usually running his mouth about anything, or particularly about his girlfriends, his classes, and his job. But I'll have to warn him that you and my dad are trying to get somewhere," she said in a sly voice.
Bra coughed and then gave her an incredulous look, "He told you?"
The other woman nodded, "Oh Bra! He's so happy. I hadn't seen him this ecstatic since before my mother passed away," she said softly.
Bra nodded, "I just asked him that we take this slow. I'm often confused because of my memory loss and I don't want it to ruin a budding relationship," she said with a grin.
"I'm happy to hear that," Gohan said as he stood behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her cheek lightly.
Bra smiled and leaned back against his chest, then she watched quietly as Goku and Goten walked into the kitchen. Both men stared at her and then at the arms wrapped around her waist.
Chichi finished what she was doing also and she looked at the pair, "Did I miss something?" she asked with a small smile, pointing at Gohan's arms.
Gohan shook his head, "We're not serious yet, but one of these days........." he trailed off.
"We should go," Bra said as she turned to look at him.
He nodded and let go to walk over to his mother, "The dinner was great, thank you. But we must get going," Gohan said as he hugged her and pecked her on the cheek.
Bra walked over to her too, "Thank you so much for the wonderful time. I would like to find out if I can cook, but Gohan won't let me near the kitchen when it comes to cooking," she laughed.
"Don't worry about it, one of these days you can come by and help me cook. You kids just go on home and get your rest," Chichi said as she walked with them to the front door.
"Pan are you leaving with us?" Gohan asked.
Pan shook her head, "No, I'm going to stay and talk with uncle Goten for a while," she said as she entwined her arm with Goten's.
Bra's eyes met with Goku's and he gave her a look that made her want to glare at him. 'Is that honestly a look that a man not interested in you, gives you?' she asked herself. She shook her head once and then smiled sweetly, "We'll see you at the office tomorrow Mr. Son," she said.
Goku forced a smile because Gohan looked at him, "Of course. Oh and if it's not too much trouble, can you both please be there early?" he asked with a slight edge to his voice.
'Why don't you just ask ME to be there early in front of your family?' she wanted to mouth the words childishly at him. Instead she nodded when Gohan gave his reply. Bra turned to Goten and shivered lightly under his gaze, it was a bit frightening.
"It was nice meeting you, Bra," he said as he extended his hand.
Bra looked at it for a second and nodded, taking his hand in hers, "Likewise," she responded, not wanting him to see that she was intimidated. Then she turned to Gohan and he smiled, taking her hand.
"Pan, don't get home too late," Gohan called as they walked out of the large mansion and towards his Silver Lexus. He opened the door for her and closed it when she stepped in, then he walked around to his side and they took off.
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"I'm here early Mr. Son, just like you requested," Bra said as she entered his office with some papers and a notebook that contained her notes.
Goku didn't miss the note of sarcasm in her voice and frankly, it annoyed him. "I wanted to talk to you about something that has nothing to do with work. Have a seat," he said as he sat down in his large leather chair and leaned back and crossed his ankle over his knee.
Bra sat down in front of him, "What about? Are you going to try to talk me out of being with Gohan?" she asked in a smart tone.
He looked at her sharply and his eyes narrowed, "Why do you ask that?"
"It was the same thing you were trying to do to Gohan, am I wrong? I just have one question. Why are you so sure that when I completely remember who I am that I will leave Gohan?" she asked.
Goku glared at her, "Will you not? What if you remember that you had a boyfriend or a lover?" he asked her darkly.
"That is for me to decide, don't you think? But, it seems like this whole situation is bothering you more than it bothers your son, why?" she asked as she walked towards his seated form.
He looked away from her, afraid that she might see that she was right. It bothered him greatly that she would have someone in her old life that could possibly make her leave them. Leave him. "You're speaking nonsense," he said with a wave of his hand.
"Am I?" she asked with a hidden smile, noticing the way his eyes had turned away from hers, and how he had stiffened at her words. "Well, it doesn't matter. If I fall in love with Gohan, I won't leave him. I will have a chance to start a new life," she murmured.
Goku turned his chair away from her and shut his eyes at the thought. He was deluding himself to think that he felt something for her. It didn't matter, there was no way that he would betray Chichi. "I just don't want my son to come out hurt in this whole situation. He went through a lot when Videl passed away," Goku said in a low tone.
"I wouldn't think of hurting him. Gohan is a very special man, I can see that much," Bra replied.
He turned back around to face her and stood, "I won't speak of this again. I have come to the conclusion that it is not my business. Let us get to work, I need your help on some things," Goku said as he walked her to his conference table.
Bra let out a slow breath and ran a hand through her hair, following after the tall man. She looked down at the papers that were set in neat piles on the table, her eyes took them in one by one and then she turned to Goku. "What do you need?"
He sighed and pointed towards the books, "I need you to find two articles that reported cases similar to this one. They happened about ten years ago, so they must be in the same book," Goku said as he began to look at his notes for the defense.
He walked back and forth, pacing as he muttered the words that he would be using in court. Goku was confident that he would win this case, it wasn't particularly hard, all that would be needed would be a good opening and a good closing that would tilt the jury his way.
Bra, in the mean time, was up on a small ladder, looking at the books that were on the tall shelf. Then a small pulsing pain in her head made her tighten her grip on the shelve, and she closed her eyes willing it away.
It didn't. The pain only increased and she began to breathe deeply, "Goku!" she cried.
His head snapped up in her direction and he heard the note of distress in her voice. "What's wrong?" he asked as he began to walk towards her.
"I'm getting the pain again," she said as she tried to step down from the stairs, but the pain was getting to her and she faltered, losing her grip and falling.
Goku was there to catch her, falling to his knees as he laid her down, asking if she was ok. Bra could hear his voice in the distance, but the pain was overpowering, and more images were bombarding her brain.
There was a boy, with lavender hair. He was running after her with a lighter in his hands, threatening to burn her hair off if she didn't leave him and his friends alone. Then, he was a bit older and shaving the hair off the Barbie doll collection that she had in her room after she had cut off the strings of his favorite guitar. After that, an image of them together, he was older, maybe about twenty and he was nagging at her about one of her ex boyfriends. Was he her brother?
Then there was a man. He had tall, funny hair and he had a dark look on his face. But when he set eyes on her, his face softened, and the smirk on his face turned into a smile. "Bra-chan, my Princess," he whispered as he embraced her tenderly. The words echoed in her head as she came back to herself.
"Poppa," she whispered softly.
"What is it Bra? What did you remember?" Goku asked as he caressed her face. "Please sweetheart, speak to me," he pleaded softly.
Bra blinked a few times and then focused on his worried face, "I-I'm ok," she said with a soft smile.
He nodded and helped her sit up. Bra gasped and felt her vision swerve and she leaned against Goku's chest as she closed her eyes and tried to steady her vision. He rubbed her silky hair slowly and enjoyed the feel of her in his arms. "What did you remember?" he repeated.
Bra slowly sat by herself and then tried to stand, still holding onto Goku. Her face then formed into a slow, happy smile, "I remembered my father and my brother," she whispered.
Goku smiled at her happiness and nodded, "I'm happy for you. The next step we can take is have someone do a portrait as you describe them and then take it to the police. Maybe they have some sort of record on them. Or we can search for them on the internet," he offered.
Bra sighed and nodded, "I hope I can find them. At this point I would really like to meet them again. I wonder why I didn't remember anything on my mother. I would love to remember who she is," she said softly.
Goku caressed her cheek with his hand and watched as her eyes fluttered closed with his touch. He swallowed as his eyes traveled her features, the way he had done many times before. Her arched eyebrows, shinning, big, blue eyes, a small, sharp nose, and full, red lips in a face as milky and beautiful as a porcelains doll.
"What's happening Bra? I-I can't understand why you affect me the way you do. I know it's wrong, but how do I stop this?" he murmured before he leaned down and stroked her lips with his.
"Goku......... we shouldn't," she breathed when he pulled away and pressed his forehead to hers.
"Tell me how we should stop this. Tell me and I will do all that is in power to do it," he whispered desperately against her lips.
"First of all, you can start by thinking of your wife. You have two sons and she loves you. You can't throw away a lifetime for a foolishness like this. You just can't." Bra tried to reason with him, but she didn't even know if she could stop herself. She felt a desire for Goku that was almost mind numbing.
He sighed and slowly pulled away from her, "You're right. I love my wife very much. But I desire you," he said the last words in a strained whisper.
"And I you, but there is nothing we can do about it. Nothing that will not end up in hurting those who care for us," Bra said sadly.
He took a deep breath and nodded slowly, almost hesitantly. "Do you think we can keep this relationship strictly business? If you try........ then I will also try my best," he said, looking into her wide, blue eyes.
Bra reluctantly nodded and turned back to the bookcase to get what she was looking for. But, try as she might, she couldn't get her mind to function and to stop thinking about the man that was so close to her, yet so far in the same way.
Goku watched her out of the corner of his eye. She wanted him! His heart sang with the thought, but like she said, there was nothing they could do about it. Never could he bring himself to cheat on Chichi, yet as he thought about it, he already had. If not with his body, then with his mind and maybe even his heart.
"I found it," Bra said as she stepped down from the ladder and walked over to him with the book in her hands.
He nodded and took it from her, looking through the pages, "Ok, thank you. If you'd like you can go back to doing your work for Gohan, or anything else you have postponed to help me," Goku whispered.
Bra nodded, "If you need anything else, just let me know Mr. Son," she murmured as she looked into his eyes. Then, before she did something stupid, she turned and walked out of the office, her mind in turmoil. As she sat at her desk, she felt a grin tugging at her lips, she had a brother and a father!
Now, more than ever, she had to find them and get help to see if she could remember more things. What would have been more helpful was that if she had remembered their names. But her mind still felt like a blank.
And........ against herself, her heart skipped a beat at the words Goku had said to her. He desired her! With that thought, she got to working again. She wondered where Gohan was and why he hadn't come over to see her.
Pan came by later that day and invited Bra to go swimming with her at her grandfather's house, being that his was larger than theirs and he also had a Jacuzzi. So, Goku her early leave, after Pan gave him a puppy-dog look, and they went out to buy new bathing-suits.
After that, they went to visit Chichi at her store. "Hey girls!" she said happily.
"Hi grandma. We're on our way t your house to use your pool," Pan said as she looked around at her grandmother's designer dresses.
Chichi nodded and they all turned when a woman came out from the dressing room and twirled in front of a mirror. Bra's eyes narrowed and darkened and she looked at Pan, who also had a sour look on her face.
Then the woman noticed them, "My, my, my. Look at who we have here," Maron said as she walked over to them and then sneered at Bra.
Pan walked over to her grandmother and gave her a kiss on the cheek and a hug. "We'll see you later grandma. Can I tell you something?"
"Sure hon," Chichi said with a light frown.
"Your dresses are too good for some people," she whispered as she hitched a thumb towards the woman that was staring Bra down.
"You look at me as if I owe you something. Which, I don't," Bra said smoothly, quietly, not wanting to be rude in front of Chichi.
"You do owe me something, but I won't say it in front of my future mother- in-law. Did you know that Gohan and I are going out to dinner today? That is why I am choosing a new dress," she said smugly.
Bra tried to look unconcerned, but inside, a surge of jealousy was boiling in her stomach. A feeling that made her feel extremely confused. "Gohan is a grown man that can do what he wants. But the fact that he is going out with you, means nothing."
Maron's eyes narrowed in anger, "Just don't expect him to come home early," she said with a smirk.
"If he doesn't, I'll know that you were whore enough to ensnare him, but Gohan has too much principle, he won't fall easily," Bra smirked. She looked towards Pan and nodded towards the door.
"We'll see you later Grandma," Pan said.
"Good-bye Chichi," Bra said with a smile.
"You girls have fun, and in case your grandfather gets home early, tell him that he can have the food that is in the blue container only," Chichi said.
Pan nodded and she and Bra brushed past the blonde woman that was boiling in anger. Maron looked after them but then smiled. Every man had a weakness and Son Gohan was not the exception.
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Goku sighed and dropped his things on the chair that was by the door and he walked straight to the kitchen to get something to eat, since he had missed lunch and that had been a first.
He snooped around in the fridge until he found something. He reached for a piece of fruit and stuffed his face, still inside the fridge, then he was tapped on the shoulder. He reared back and slammed his head in a higher shelf of the fridge and cursed.
He stood and turned, nearly choking on the food as he took in who was standing there almost completely in her skin. How could she be wearing so little and still look decent? Bra was watching him warily, blushing as he stared at her chest.
"Mr. Son, up here," Bra waved a hand higher with a teasing smile. She knew that her bathing suit was eye-catching, but he was taking it to the extreme. She was wearing a bikini top with short-shorts.
It was Goku's turn to blush, "I'm sorry," he said as he looked at her face.
"Sorry for what? For staring? No, it's good to know that you find me attractive," she said softly.
"W-what are you doing here?" he stuttered, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable with her standing half-naked and so close to him.
"Pan and I are here swimming. I have a message from your wife. She said that you could eat the food that was in the blue container only," she said as she turned to go.
When she was gone, Goku let out a slow breath, not even realizing that he had been holding it in. How was he going to deal with these things happening? He looked down at himself and just now realized how painfully Bra had affected him.
He needed a cold shower, and fast.
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Bra smiled to herself as she walked out of the kitchen where Goku had completely devoured her with his eyes. Pan had been right to say that this bathing suit would be 'fetching', but she had been thinking of her father, not her grandfather.
"Why that grin?" Pan asked as she stopped at the edge of the pool.
"I was feeling happy," Bra said with a light shrug. "How many laps did you do?"
"25, but I haven't practiced much so my arms got tired quick," Pan said.
"I'm just going to sit here and think for a while," Bra said as she sat on the board.
She couldn't do anything with Goku, but a girl could dream, right? Then, an image of Gohan in his undies popped into her head, and with it, came jealousy. Bra nearly fell off the board with the thoughts.
She couldn't deny that he was as handsome as his father, and that he stirred that little something in her mind, but was it true that he was going out with that Maron character?
"Pan!" Bra called.
"Yeah," she said as she stopped on the other end of the pool.
"Do you know where your father is going tonight?" Bra tried to sound nonchalant.
Pan stayed quiet for a moment, "He said that he had a business dinner to attend to with possible clients. Why?" she asked curiously.
"That possible client is Maron. She let me know today that she was going to out with him tonight and that she would do all in her power so that he didn't come home tonight," Bra said with meaning.
Pan's eyed widened, "That little whore! I knew that she was up to no good. But don't you worry, we'll come up with some sort of plan to get her out of my dad's way. Besides, he has told me that he really likes you," she said with a grin.
Bra laughed bashfully. Well, she could say that she liked him too. But at the moment, even against her better judgment, she liked the man that was staring at her from the window of his room more than his son.
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But he couldn't help going back to her. Her hair was wet and matted to her face and water droplets trailing down her slim body. The tiny shorts that hugged her hips, and the top that looked as if it were about to burst as it held in her, um....... endowments.
Goku realized that unfortunately, the shower wasn't working, even as he turned the cold water on full blast. Minutes later, he stepped out and walked over to change into clean clothes.
Unfortunately, his drawers were next to the window that overlooked the backyard and the pool in particular. His granddaughter was doing laps inside the pool at an incredible speed, while Bra was lounging on the diving board, she seemed to be deep in thought.
She leaned back and lay down completely, giving Goku an unobscured view of her entire body once again. "Oh......... You are going to be the death of me," he whispered.
"Who is Goku dear?"
Goku's eyes widened as he now noticed through the reflection in the mirror that his wife was standing there looking at him. "You are Chi. I saw your image through the mirror and you gave me a scare," he said with a small smile.
Chichi gave him and unconvinced look and then walked over to kiss him. "Have you had dinner yet?" she asked as she walked over to her closet to change into something more comfortable.
"No, I came to shower before I ate," he said as he put on his slippers and a silk robe over his clothes.
"Okay sweetheart, I'm going to change and then I will join you to cook up something fast for you and the girls," she said as she let loose her hair from the bun and it cascaded in waves down her back.
Goku looked at her for a long moment and smiled. Even though many years had passed since he had met her, she was every bit as beautiful as the first time he had lay eyes on her. He smiled, he still loved her every bit and would not do a thing to hurt her. Bra was right.
Chichi watched as Goku walked out and then walked over to the window where she had seen her husband staring out of. But there wasn't anyone at the pool anymore. Had Goku really been talking about her? Or was something, or rather someone, else on his mind.......
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Is Chichi starting to suspect that her husband is having thoughts about another woman? And what about Bra, is she feeling something for Gohan? Well, I can't tell you, unless you want me to spoil the following chapters.
Thank you for taking the time to read my fic and I will try to update as soon as I can. Though at the moment I'm busy, with my classes, so I don't know when for sure I will be able to get out the next chapter. Thanx again and don't forget to let me know what you think!
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~!Joey!~