A/N: Hey, sorry it took so long to write this but I didn't know how I wanted Vegeta and Trunks to react. Bulma was obvious so I didn't have to worry about her. Anyways, this is what I ended up stringing together and I hope you like it for all the effort I put in. And thanks again for your patience.

Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z

Family 2

Bra skipped into the kitchen, early in the afternoon, flashing her mother and brother the biggest smile she had ever shown anyone.

Trunks looked at her from over the newspaper, looking disgruntled. "Why are you strutting about the house?" He asked in an annoyed voice.

Bra giggled. "Who, me? I'm not strutting, I'm skipping. And I'm just happy because my boyfriend will be here in five house for dinner. I'm so excited for you guys to see him. I know you guys will get along great."

Trunks still looked annoyed. "Can you at least tell us his name?"

Bra looked as though in thought before beaming and laughing. "No! It's a surprise, but you'll know shortly. Anyways, I'm going for a walk. Bye!" She skipped out of the kitchen.

Trunks growled and yelled after her in annoyance. "I still say you're strutting!"

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Bra came through the front door just as her mother began screaming in a pissed off tone. "VEGETA!!!"

Bra stood in the doorway of the kitchen, staring at her mother with wide eyes.

"GET your ASS in the KITCHEN right NOW! Or so HELP ME I WILL-" She looked at the doorway and saw her daughter gaping at her. "Bee, sweetie!" She cooed as she went and led her daughter to the table. "How was your walk?"

Bra sat down. "Um... fine. Um, mom?" Bra looked around the kitchen. "Why are you yelling at daddy?" Bra saw Trunks bury his face further in his newspaper and try to stifle a laugh.

Bulma's expression turned from soft and happy to hard and angry. "Your father." She put an odd emphasis on that word. "Is being stubborn and refuses to come down to dinner and meet your boyfriend."

Bra tilted her head to the side, puzzled. "But he's not here yet."

Bulma looked up at her daughter. "Bra, honey, you've been out walking all afternoon. He should be here in about ten minutes. That is, if he's on time."

Bra's eyes widened. "Oh crap! I lost track of time!"

She jumped up. "I'll go fetch daddy. You guys can just... um... stay here."

She ran out of the kitchen and up the stairs, two at a time. She burst into her parent's bedroom where Vegeta sat on the bed, legs and arms crossed defiantly. He peeked open one eye when she came in.

Bra looked back at him defiantly. "Come on dad! You promised that you would meet him."

Vegeta huffed and turned his head away.

Bra got rid of the angry face and turned it into a pleading face. "Please daddy? At least come down and meet him. If you really don't like him, then you don't have to join us for dinner."

Vegeta looked at her and turned his head away again. Bra could tell from the look on his face that he was caving. "Please daddy? For me?" She asked quietly.

Vegeta sighed in annoyance. "Fine. I'll-"

The doorbell rang throughout the entire house at that moment. With a sudden sense of fear Bra tore out of the room, leaving behind a bewildered Vegeta.

She passed the kitchen, where she could the scuffling of feet as someone prepared to come out and answer the door.

"No! Wait!" She called. "I'll get it! Just stay put!" She yelled as pointedly.

She ran down the hall and skidded along the floor, as she stopped right before she rammed into the door. Taking a second to compose herself, she checked herself in the mirror, fixing her hair quickly before opening it.

Goten was waiting, a patient look on his face, when she opened the door. He grinned at her and gave a dramatic bow and handed her a small bouquet of flowers.

Bra accepted them with a small nod of thanks, her throat feeling suddenly tight with nervousness.

Goten seemed to notice this. "Are you scared?"

Bra nodded slowly. "Oh Kami, yes! What if they don't like us being together?"

Goten sighed slowly. "Then we'll think of something, won't we? But I mean, your parents, or at least your mom, always adored me before, why should it change just because we're dating?"

Bra nodded and stepped aside to let him in. "I'm pretty sure, actually I know for a fact, mom will be really happy we're dating. She'll probably scream and then hug as until we can't breath." An image of this popped in her head and she began giggling.

The same thing must of crossed Goten's head because he began chuckling softly. Slowly the panic and fear Bra had been feeling earlier disappeared and it felt relieving.

A sudden yell came from the kitchen. "Bra, sweetie, who's at the door? Is it your boyfriend?"

Bra closed the front door and yelled back down the hall. "Yes mom." She heard a set of footsteps coming down the hall. "No! Wait! We're coming! Don't-"

"GOTEN?!"

Bra moaned and covered her face with a hand.

Trunks stuttered, his voice a mix of surprise and anger. "Goten you...When did... Why... And you... How long... What... Huh..." A weird look crossed his face as he narrowed his eyes. "Marron..." He muttered.

Despite her panic, Bra was struck surprise to hear him say Marron's name at such an odd time. "Marron? What?"

Trunks looked at Bra. "Marron! She told me she knew who your boyfriend was, but refused to tell me his name!" He looked at Goten and another weird look crossed his face. "Oh KAMI! She could have said SOMETHING!!"

Bra blinked and explained. "You can blame me. I told her not to tell anybody."

Trunks looked at Bra. "Are you seriously going out with Goten, or is this some kind of joke?" He asked in tone that suggested he really hoped it was a prank of some kind.

"Um..." Bra and Goten shared a look. Goten decided to answer. "Uh, Trunks, this isn't a joke. We really are dating."

Trunks's jaw dropped even further than it had before. "Why?" He asked, as though they were both stupid.

Bra half closed her eyes. "Why are you dating Marron?"

Trunks straightened up and closed his mouth. "Fine." He muttered.

Bra blinked, both hers and Goten's face etched with surprise. "What?"

Trunks sighed in exasperation, as though what he was saying was killing him. "I said 'fine.' You can... I guess..."

Bra let out a squeal and jumped forward and hugged Trunks. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" She gave him a tight squeeze. "You're the best big brother ever!"

Bra let go of Trunks as Goten slid forward slowly. "No hard feelings?" He asked, grinning slightly.

Trunks narrowed his eyes. "Just watch what you do with my sister." He replied tartly before turning and walking away.

Beckoning Goten to follow, Bra bounded forward until she was walking beside her brother. "Oh Trunks, you're not mad at Goten are you?"

Trunks shook his head. "No."

Bra shared a look with Goten. "Are you mad at me?" She asked, her voice squeaking a bit.

Trunks shook his head again. "No." He replied slowly. "I'm just really surprised."

They came into the kitchen where Bulma was setting the rest of the food on the table. "Oh Trunks! So you met Bra's boyfriend! Is he, OH!" She gasped when she saw Goten. Suddenly she let out an ear-piercing screech and dashed forward to hug Bra. "Goten? You're boyfriend is Goten! Oh my Kami! I'm so happy you chose him!" She continued to rabble, the whole while, Bra found it getting harder and harder to breath as her mother started squeezing her.

Goten caught the look on his girlfriend's face and couldn't help but laugh at her. Once Trunks saw her face, he too started to chuckle a little.

Bra narrowed her eyes at them. "Oh shut up!" She managed to choke out.

After another minute they were able to control their laughter and Goten tried to talk without bursting into a fresh series of laughter. "Um, Bulma... Do you think you could let go of Bra before you suffocate her?"

Bulma's eyes widened and she released her daughter and Bra let out a sigh f relief. "Thank you mother. I'm glad you approve of my boyfriend."

Bulma was surprised. "Approve? Of course I approve! He's a son! You won't find anybody who's any better! Not if you searched the entire planet!"

Goten scratched the back of his head, a grin on his face. "Um... thanks Bulma."

Bulma smiled, and it soon turned into one of displeasure. "Where's your father?" She asked her children.

Bra instantly straightened up. "You know what? I'll go get him!" She dashed out of the kitchen.

She pushed the door open and slammed right into her father, who was in the process of coming in.

"OW!" Bra massaged her forehead. "Daddy! Say something so people don't slam into you!" She whined, her bottom lip sticking out in a pouting manner.

Vegeta looked down at her. "I came down to see your boyfriend." He spat. "Don't be so rude or I'll have to throw him out of the house."

Bra stepped backwards into the kitchen, a hand over her forehead. She motioned to Goten. "Daddy, this is my boyfriend. Goten, you've already met my dad."

Goten gave a small, nervous laugh, sounding so much like Goku. "Hey Vegeta."

Vegeta's jaw opened and closed, much like it had the day Bra had told him she had a boyfriend. For a moment, Vegeta looked as though he might faint, but instead he burst out. "Is this some trick?"

The four others in the room blinked and spoke at the same time. "No."

Vegeta's jaw opened, then closed again. "Bra... What on Earth possessed you to date Kakarot's youngest brat?"

Bra and Goten both stiffened at this comment, but it was Bulma who answered him. "What's wrong with Goten?" She asked pointedly.

Vegeta turned his gaze to her. "Well... it's... just... you BLASTED woman!"

Bulma seemed unaffected by his words. "Really? Well then, tell me Vegeta, how many cell phones have we bought Bra this year so far?"

Vegeta looked shocked by this question, but didn't answer but instead clamped his mouth shut and looked at her somewhat coldly.

Bulma answered for him. "We have bought her eight cell phones-"

Bra looked at her mom sheepishly and lowered the hand that was holding her forehead. "About that mom... I kind of-"

Bulma cut her off. "Soon to be nine cell phones." She said promptly. "So, would you rather Bra went out with one of her crazy fan boys, or someone who can actually take proper care of her?"

Vegeta, looked from Bulma, to Bra, to Goten, then back to Bulma before sitting down at the table without a word, finding no way to argue with her.

Bulma instantly brightened up. "Alright. Everyone sit down and we can start eating before the food gets cold!"

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"I told you everything would work out." Goten beamed at Bra as they walked down the hallway.

Bulma burst out of the kitchen. "Goten? Are you leaving? Don't you want to stay a little longer?" She asked.

Goten shook his head. "No I can't. The meal was great Bulma, but I have to get home."

Bulma checked her watch and her eyes nearly popped out of her head. "Oh my Kami? It's nearly eleven." She looked up at Bra and Goten and beamed. "Well I guess you best be going. But don't ever be a stranger here Goten."

She went back in the kitchen. Bra and Goten continued to walk down the hall. Goten quickly slipped on his shoes and was out the front door before Bra could move.

She stood rooted to the spot, her jaw hanging open in anger and shock. "Goten! Hey! You didn't say bye!" She yelled angrily after him and running out the front door, not even bothering to put shoes on.

She had only taken one step outside when suddenly someone had grabbed her around the waist and was swinging her around. Bra didn't need to be able to read minds to know Goten had planned this.

Bra let out a little screech and banged on his arm with a fist. "Goten! Put me down! Do you hear me? Put me down right now!" He ignored her and continued to hold onto her swinging her around, laughing the whole while. Bra had to resist the urge to laugh and screamed again. "Goten Son!"

After a minute of him laughing and her screaming, he put her down. Bra crossed her arms and looked at him angrily.

Goten looked at her and grinned. "Oh come Bee. You can't tell me your mad and you didn't find that fun." He chuckled.

Bra resisted the urge to smile and laugh at him. Using all her willpower she continued to look at him in anger, and for good measures, raised an eyebrow at him.

Goten's grin fell. "Oh fine. If you're going to be that way, then I guess I'll just go home..." He rose into the air.

Bra broke her hard face and looked at him in panic. "No!"

Goten turned back to look at her, a teasing grin on his face as he lowered himself back to the ground. Bra, realizing he hadn't actually intended on leaving, smacked his shoulder.
"Ow..." Goten laughed and moaned at the same time as he massaged his upper arm where Bra had smacked him.

Bra gave him a sharp look. "That's for tricking me twice. Do it again and I won't be so nice."

Goten chuckled. "Aw come on. It was all for fun."

Bra gave him a hard look, but it soon melted when he gave her a goofy grin that was identical to the one his father flashed so often. She gave a small laugh. "You're just like Goku, Goten." She giggled.

Goten blinked. "Really? Is that what you think?" Bra nodded, still giggling. Goten smirked. "Well do you think my dad would try to kiss you?"

Bra's jaw fell open. "EW! Goten! That's gross! EW! Goten!" She squealed his name when he lunged at her. She took a step away to avoid him. "Goten, please don't say that again! That's very gross." She cringed.

Goten wrapped his arms around her. "Okay, but you're the one that said I'm just like him." He smirked as he kissed her.

She kissed him back, but got the odd feeling she, or they, were being watched. She opened one eye and searched for the culprit. Her eye soon landed on an open window on the second floor. She saw her brother spying on them from his bedroom.

She pulled away from Goten, and Trunks instantly pulled himself back inside his room as though hoping he hadn't been seen.

Bra turned and glared up at the window. "TRUNKS!" She yelled.

He poked his head back out. "What?"

"You know very well what!" Bra shouted. "You're spying on us!"

Trunks pretended to look offended, but unfortunately his acting skills weren't the greatest. Goten's jaw dropped open is surprise.

Bra ignored Goten's reaction. "Is it because you don't trust us? Hmm?" She asked sharply.

Trunks gave a small cough and looked sheepish, his eyes avoiding her face. "Well... I mean..."

Her tone changed so it didn't sound as angry. "Don't you trust your best friend?"

Trunks hesitated before answering. "Of course I do."

Bra growled. "I don't want to catch you watching us while we're kissing again!"

Trunks went back inside his bedroom and closed the window and pulled the curtains closed.

Bra turned to look at Goten who was dumbfounded. "Now, back to making out." She grinned as she pressed her lips against his again.

A/N: I know this took a long time to write and post, but like I said before, I didn't really have any reactions planned out and my muse for writing left so I had to wait until it came back. So here it is. And this isn't the end yet. I have a few more things to put in first. So, until next time!