A/N: Hello again. So freaking sorry I haven't updated in a long time, but maybe when you read this chapter you'll understand. Anyways, it's really long so hope you find it was worth the wait.

Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z. The song is 'Chasing Cars' by Snow Patrol.

Not That Weak

We'll do it all
Everything
On our own

Bra flopped down into the grass with a heavy sigh. She stared up at the night sky for a minute, trying to pick out the different constellations. She soon closed her eyes, smiling.

Almost instantly an image of her friends and Goten popped in her head. She opened her eyes again, remembering the first time she had gone star gazing.

We don't need
Anything
Or anyone

Trunks held her hand as he led her outside. He picked up the seven year old and was about to fly off when Bulma came running outside.

"Trunks!" She yelled, and Trunks turned to look at his mother. Bulma looked between him and Bra. "Where are you going with your sister?"

Trunks looked down at his sister than back up at his mom. "We're going to the Sons." He said simply.

Bulma looked at him stupidly. "At ten at night?" She asked sharply.

"But mom!" Trunks whined slightly. "Goten wanted to go star gazing, and Pan wanted to do it too. Goten invited me and I thought since Pan would be doing it, why not bring Bra along?"

Bulma rolled her eyes and sighed in exasperation. "Fine. Are you staying the night there then?"

Trunks turned around to show his mom the backpack. Bulma sighed again. "Please be safe."

Trunks rolled his eyes, now being annoyed. "Mom! I'm a nineteen year old Saiyan, what do you think will happen?"

Bulma narrowed her eyes at him and gave him a hard look. "Don't take your eyes of your sister! If something happens to her, you'll be answering to your father!"

Trunks gulped loudly and Bra giggled. "I'll be fine mommy. Trunks and Goten will be there and they're really scary when they fight."

Trunks chuckled slightly and his mom just gave him a look that was a mixture of annoyance and exasperation.

Trunks smiled. "Don't worry about us mom. I promise I'll take care of her." He turned back around and flew off to Goten's house.

They reached the Son's house, Goten and Pan waiting out front. Pan was running around, tossing leaves in the air, while Goten was trying to watch for them.

Trunks had barely touched the ground when Goten got up, scooping up Pan in the process and flying off towards the mountains.

"Where are we going?" Trunks asked as he flew alongside Goten.

Goten grinned. "Mountains. It'll be better because we'll be higher up."

It barely took ten minutes when Goten landed. Trunks landed next to him, setting down his sister. Pan and Bra instantly flopped on the ground. "

"Hey uncle Goten!" Pan yelled in excitement. "What's that?" She asked, pointing her finger at the sky. Goten and Trunks shrugged and flopped down on the ground too.

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Bra giggled at the memory as she opened her eyes, looking back at the million dots of light.

"What are you laughing at?" Asked an all too familiar voice.

Bra rolled onto her stomach with a groan and saw her brother standing a couple feet away, carrying Marron bridal style.

Bra narrowed her eyes slightly at the pair. "What are you doing here? How'd you find me?" She asked, a bit defensive. This was, after all, the place she liked to refer to as her and Goten's lake.

Trunks set Marron on her own feet and she looked at Bra curiously. "We were in the family room and I happened to look out the window and saw you flying away." She shrugged, grinning. "We were curious so we followed you."

"What were you laughing at anyways?" Trunks asked again.

Bra sat up on her knees and shrugged, grinning. "I'm just remembering some stuff."

"Oh yah?" Marron looked intrigued. "What kind of stuff?"

Bra shrugged and turned back around to face the lake. "Lots of different stuff."

Marron smirked and sat next to Bra. "Well while we're talking about remembering things, I have a good story to tell." She glanced back at Trunks.

Trunks' jaw fell open. "No! Marron! No! Don't! She doesn't need to hear that!"

Marron's smirk grew and she nodded. "Yah, I think she does."

Bra blinked and smirked. "Oh? I really want to know. Do tell Mar."

Marron smiled slightly. "First of all Bee, you have to understand for the first few years of your life, Trunks wasn't exactly as fond of you as everyone else was..."

Bra blinked in surprise, this being a big surprise for her. She always remembered her brother being so protective and constantly checking up on her to make sure she was alright, so hearing he hadn't exactly liked her at first was well...was like having a stranger come right up and slap you across the face. "Huh?"

Marron sighed and looked up at the sky, as though lost in a memory. "Well you were so young, so Bulma didn't have much time for Trunks between your needs and work. And Vegeta... well you know how he is."

Both girls spoke at the same time as though in a trance. "Gravity Room twenty-four hours a day."

Marron smirked. "But I remember the day that all changed..."

I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel

"What does your mother oh so desperately need to talk to my mother about?" Sixteen year old Trunks asked as he walked down upstairs hallway to his room.

Eleven year old Marron followed him, shrugging. "Not sure. She just said it was important stuff."

Trunks shrugged and sighed. "Mothers are odd." He suddenly grinned. "Hey, want to see my new computer?"

Marron shrugged again, but grinned slightly, at the fact of finally having something to do. "Okay."

Suddenly there was a loud scream. "MARY!!" Marron spun around only to see a blur of blue hair attack her legs.

She looked down at the four year old Bra who was currently squeezing her knees. She smiled at her and patted Bra's head. "Hi Bee."

Bra looked up at her, smiling cutely. "What'chya doing?" She asked excitedly.

Marron grinned down at Bra. "Trunks was going to show me his computer..." She looked over her shoulder and saw Trunks standing a few feet away with his arms crossed, an annoyed expression on his face.

Trunks walked forward so he was standing next to Marron. "And you know you can't come in my room. You'll break something, so buzz off."

Bra blinked at him a few times, as though not realizing he'd just told her to get lost.

Trunks rolled his eyes. "Let go of Marron, Bra!"

Bra seemed to clutch Marron's legs even more so. Trunks rolled his eyes again and gave Bra a small push. Enough to make her let go of Marron, but not hurt her.

The push made Bra take a few steps backwards... and right down the stairs.

Marron shrieked, biting on her fist, as Bra began to tumble down the stairs, screaming and crying.

Trunks' eyes widened in panic and fear, as he jumped into the air and flew down the staircase, over his sister, who was still crying as she bumped along the whole way down.

Not realizing what he was doing, he landed part way down the stairs. He spun around and caught his sister who tumbled right into his arms.

She instantly stopped screaming but continued to cry, grabbing the front of his shirt in her fists.

Trunks just sat down right where he stood, never tearing his eyes away from his sister. He leaned against the wall for a minute, shocked at what he had done. Not just the fact he had saved Bra, but the fact he had been the one to put her in danger in the first place.

Trunks looked back up the stairs, realizing she'd fallen over halfway down the stairs. He saw Marron watching him with wide eyes, her expression unreadable.

"Marron?" He asked slowly. "Could you go in my room please? On my nightstand... there's a small brown bag... can you bring it down please?"

Marron nodded and sprinted away without a word. Trunks looked back down at his sister, her face buried in his chest as though trying to muffle her cries. No doubt the fall would make her sore later, and she'd wake up the next day, covered in bruises. It was then he realized how fragile Bra really was. But Trunks would set that right, make sure no such thing happened.

Marron was back soon, and handed over the bag wordlessly. Trunks opened it and pulled out a senzu bean. He snapped it in half, knowing she wasn't hurt enough to need it all. He placed the one half back in the bag and handed it back to Marron, who retied the bag.

Trunks shoved the other half into his sister's mouth. "Eat it." He ordered. "It'll make you better."

Bra snivelled again and nodded without a word, chewing the bean slowly, as though testing it. She soon swallowed it and put her head back against his chest and closing her eyes.

"What's going on?" Bulma asked, coming around the corner. "I heard thumping noises and screaming. Are you alright?"

Trunks shared a look with Marron, his eyes flashing with guilt. Marron decided to answer Bulma's question. "It was Bra. She tripped down the stairs and Trunks saved her."

Bulma's knees shook with fear. "What? She fell down the stairs?"

Marron nodded. "Yah, but Trunks caught her about halfway down. She's fine Bulma. Don't worry."

Bulma sighed. "Oh thank God you were there Trunks. She's so tiny the fall down the stairs could have broken her neck."

Eighteen stood behind Bulma, a little impatient looking. "Look Bulma, I don't have all day."

Bulma looked over at Eighteen as though forgetting she was there. "What? Oh yes! Come on." The two women left.

Trunks sighed and looked down to see Bra had fallen asleep right in his arms.

Marron sighed too, in relief. "So, now what are you going to do?" She asked quietly and slowly as Trunks stood back up, holding his sister gingerly, as though scared of waking her.

Trunks walked up the stairs, Marron following quietly. "First, I'll take Bra to her room and put her in her bed. Than after that, I'll make sure no harm ever comes to my little sister."

Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough

By now Trunks face was beet red. Though Bra couldn't tell if it was because he was embarrassed by the fact he had almost killed his sister, or that he had shown so much affection for her.

As scary as the story had been, it brought a smile to Bra's lips. So what if Trunks had hated her guts the first four years of her life? He cared about her now (well, since that incident), that was all that mattered.

Marron stood up slowly, almost seductively as she walked ever so slowly towards Trunks. "Why are you blushing Mr. Briefs? I think it's very relieving to know men are capable of such feelings." She said in a slow voice Bra had come to name her 'sexy voice'.

Trunks looked at Marron and blinked a few times, no longer looking embarrassed but confused. Before he could say anything, though, someone landed a few feet away.

"What is this? A reunion or something?"

Typical Goten. Bra thought as she flopped back on the grass. She rolled over and got onto her hands and knees, then her feet.

Trunks shrugged. "Hell if I know. I just showed up for the hot chicks." Trunks teased as he wrapped an arm around Marron, who gave him a slight look of annoyance.

"Oh dream on, pretty boy." Marron snorted. "You're so full of yourself."

Neither boys seemed to hear as Goten raised an eyebrow and joked back. "And look! One for each of us!"

Despite herself, Bra let out a giggle. Marron did the same, but at the look on Trunks' face. His eyes seemed to pop out of their socket, his mouth hanging open in shock.

Goten put his hands up as though defending himself. "Relax man. I was joking around, alright."

Bra's jaw dropped open as Trunks closed his in relief. "Hey! I feel very unappreciated."

Goten moved forwards. "Really? Aw, let me fix that."

He pressed his lips to hers to kiss her, but didn't dare stick his tongue in her mouth, afraid of what Trunks reaction would be, seeing as they were kissing right in front of him.

Trunks made a disgusted noise, and Marron sighed in annoyance. "Geez Trunks! We kiss on a daily basis! So what if your sister is kissing Goten... who is also your best friend. It's not like she's having sex with the guy!" She froze, eyes wide. "You guys aren't...um... you know?"

Goten and Bra stared at the blonde with wide eyes. Bra shrieked. "WHAT?!" At the same time Goten shouted. "What are you nuts?!"

Marron gave them a small grin. "Well, I just wanted to check."

Trunks rubbed his temples. "Please, I don't want to know what you two do alone..." He mumbled.

Marron rolled her eyes and smacked his shoulder. "Says the boy who can't keep his hands off me."

Goten and Bra burst out laughing, Marron gave them all an innocent look and Trunks looked even more shocked.

Bra laughed harder until Goten finally cleared his throat. "So seriously you guys, what are you doing here?"

Bra shrugged. "I came for some alone time, and they showed up and we've just been telling stories."

Goten looked thoughtful. "Hey that reminds me of a great story."

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

"Trunks!" Ten year old Goten stood behind Chi-Chi as they walked into the Briefs home for another Reunion.

Trunks waved back and gave his friend a knowing grin.

"Oh Chi-Chi! You must see our new kitchen. We got it redone!" Bulma said excitedly as she pulled Chi-Chi away. "Oh!" She turned back around. "Goku, Vegeta's upstairs in the party room with Piccolo and Dende." She pulled Chi-Chi into the next room.

"Say... Where's Gohan?" Asked Trunks, noticing how Goten's older brother was missing.

Goku answered. "Gohan's with Videl. They're picking up Mr. Satan and Buu. They should be here anytime." He replied as he strolled away leisurely.

Goten noticed how his friend suddenly scowled. "What's the matter Trunks?" Asked Goten.

Trunks rolled his eyes. "Dad's being a jerk."

Goten blinked a few times in confusion. "That's not surprising at all." He pointed out.

Trunks shook his head and his scowl darkened. "I just wish I could get back at him. Teach him a lesson..."

Goten suddenly looked excited. "I got an idea. Why not slip some weird spices into his food? You know, something spicy that'll make his mouth burn or make him have chest pains?"

Trunks snapped his fingers. "That's a good idea... But how do you slip something into my dad's food? I mean, he would notice us doing something to it."

Goten grinned cheekily. "I'll distract him and you slip it in. Now come on, let's go get something from the kitchen."

They went into the kitchen and stood in the doorway, spying on their mom's. The two women soon left, not noticing the boys as they chattered about the cost of getting the kitchen redone.

The two boys snuck into the kitchen. Goten ran across the room and hopped on the counter, checking the counters while Trunks kept a lookout.

"Garlic?" Goten asked, grabbing a small container and reading it.

Trunks looked at his friend oddly. "We want to burn his mouth, not give him bad breath!"

"Oh right." Goten put it back and continued to look. He picked up another. "Paprika?"

Trunks shook his head. "You can do better than that!"

"Okay, okay!" Goten put it back in and pulled out another. "What about chilli powder?" Goten asked.

Trunks smirked. "Perfect. Now come on!"

They ran up to the party room. "So how exactly are we going to slip it into the food?" Goten asked Trunks.

Trunks stopped dead. "What do you mean? You said you'd distract everyone!"

Goten blinked. "Well, I assumed you'd tell me how to distract everyone."

Trunks slapped a hand over his forehead. "Idiot!" He shook his head as they came into the party room, where a few more people had showed up. "Okay, we'll have to come up with a different plan." Trunks then noticed how Goten was still holding the container of powder in his head. "What are doing? Hide it!" Trunks snapped and Goten obeyed, shoving the container up his shirt.

Trunks grabbed Goten by the sleeve and dragged him over to the food table. Trunks took notice of all the food his father currently had piled on his plate and began filling another plate with the exact same food. Then putting it on the ground, the two boys kneeled down.

Goten popped the container of chilli powder and began shaking a bit of the powder onto the food.

Trunks rolled his eyes. "More!" He said, trying to snatch the container from Goten, who jerked his wrist, trying to prevent Trunks from grabbing it. As a result, the entire contents of the plate was emptied onto the plate.

Both boys stared in horror at the food. "That's too much!" Goten blinked.

Trunks shook his head. "Whatever. Dad will live!" He snorted as he picked up the plate. Now go distract our dads!" He ordered Goten.

Vegeta and Goku sat at one of the tables, currently eating their food.

Goten ran in front of them. "Hey! Dad! Dad!" He said waving his hands frantically.

Goku swallowed his mouthful of food and looked at his youngest son. Vegeta turned to look at him too, an annoyed expression on his face.

"Yah? What is it son?" Goku asked.

Goten stopped waving his arms and stood frozen. Trunks stood behind the two adults looking at him pointedly.

"Um... Hi?" Goten said meekly.

Trunks could of hit himself, but instead took his father's plate off the table.

"Is that all you wanted to say?" Goku asked, completely dumbfounded.

Goten tilted his head to the side, as Trunks put the new plate on the table.

Goten shook his head. "No! I forgot what I was going to say!" He said, squeezing his eyes shut as though trying to remember.

Goku nodded slowly. "Okay then..." Trunks picked up his father's original plate and slunk off. "When you remember you can tell me."

Goten nodded and bounded off, and met Trunks back at the food table. The two grinned and gave each other a high five.

It was then they turned and saw Vegeta take a large mouthful of food... and then he started coughing, his face turning beet red. Smoke almost seemed to be flowing out of Vegeta's mouth as he coughed, eyes wide in surprise.

Goku blinked a few times stupidly. "What's the matter Vegeta? Choking?" He asked.

Vegeta shook his head and managed to cough out. "Hot!"

Goku blinked a few more times. "Hot? Really? I didn't think so..." He commented as he reached across the table...

"No!" Goten gasped as Goku grabbed a large chunk of food and pushed it in his mouth...

Now both full blooded Saiyans were red in the face and coughing, waving a hand at their mouth to cool it off. Everyone stared in surprise and both Saiyans gasped. "Hot!"

Bulma shook her head. "Can't be. I didn't use any spices." She pointed out as Chi-Chi grabbed two glasses of water and handed them each one. Both men gulped down the entire thing in one shot and both seemed to relax a bit, faces slowly turning back to it's original colour.

It was then Bulma turned around and saw Trunks and Goten attempting to sneak out of the room. "Trunks!" Bulma yelled sharply.

"Goten!" Chi-Chi screeched as well.

Both boys stiffened and looked at each other before facing their parents. "What? They asked simply.

"What did you do to your father's food?" Bulma asked, eyes narrowing dangerously.

"Um... Nothing?" Trunks said with a small grin and a shrug.

"Liar!" Vegeta spat.

"We put in a little chilli powder, okay?" Trunks said pointedly. "Happy?"

"A little? We added all of it!" Goten said, not realizing what he'd just said.

Trunks slapped a hand over his face.

"Why would you do that?" Bulma asked, while Chi-Chi looked ready to throw a rather large fit.

"Does this have to do with being grounded?" Vegeta asked pointedly. "Because you deserve it for failing that English test."

Goten turned and looked at Trunks angrily. "You what?"

Trunks grinned in slight embarrassment. "I told you I failed that test, didn't I?"

Goten narrowed his eyes. "No, you failed to mention that!"

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life

Marron and Bra burst out laughing as Goten finished his story. Trunks scowled and turned his head away pointedly, and Goten grinned.

"Trunks failed a test?" Marron asked, clutching her ribs. "But he's a genius! That does not work out."

"Well it was the first and only test he failed." Goten grinned even more. "Of course, it probably didn't help he was sick for a week and the day he came back was the day of the test. Or at least, that's what he says."

Bra, Marron, and Goten rolled their eyes and looked at Trunks pointedly.

Trunks lifted his shoulders and looked at them innocently. "What? It's true."

"Suuuuure." Bra said, rolling her eyes.

"Yah! Sure... What are talking about?"

Everyone looked up to see Pan coming down from the sky and touched the ground.

"Pan?" Marron blinked at the other girl a few times. "What are you doing here?"

Pan gave her a knowing grin. "I saw Goten leaving so I followed him. Now..." She turned to the others. "What are all of you doing here?"

Bra sighed. "I came to think and then-"

"Well, me and Trunks saw her leaving and followed her-" Marron continued.

"And then Marron told Bra a story about when she was four-" Trunks said.

"Then I came and told them about the time Trunks failed an English test and was grounded." Goten finished.

Pan blinked a few times, as though having difficulty understanding him. After a few seconds she grinned. "Well, so long as we're telling stories, that reminds me of the time me and Bra were in grade three and... well... Should I tell them Bra?" Pan asked sneakily.

Bra was practically rolling on the ground laughing. "Oh my Kami! Yes! It's so hilarious!"

Let's waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads

"Hey Bee!" Pan ran down the school hall to catch up to her friend. The school bell had just rung to announce recess time.

Bra turned to look at her. "Hi Panny."

Pan scowled and slowed down as she reached her friend. "Oh, don't call me that."

Bra smiled slyly and shrugged. The halls were now empty as everyone had gone outside. "Roof again?" Bra turned to ask Pan.

Pan nodded. "Yah, sure."

The two girls went outside and walked around the side of the school until they were at the back of the school. They looked around, and without seeing anyone, they hopped into the air a couple of inches and were about to fly up to the roof when they heard a sharp call from not too far away. "Hey!"

Both girls spun around and touched back down on the ground. About five other kids came walking around the side of the school.

Pan leaned over and whispered in Bra's ear. "Sixth graders."

Bra nodded as the six graders came over. Three girls with two boys tailing behind looking bored out of their skulls.

"This is our turf." Growled the girl who seemed to be their 'leader.'

Despite herself Pan snorted. "Yah right. Says who?" She paused for a second before turning hard eyes to the other girl. "The school grounds is everyone's. If we want to hang out here, we're going to stay and nobody can make us leave." Pan finished by crossing her arms defiantly.

However, the sixth graders began cracking up as if this was the funniest thing they'd heard. Suddenly their leader seemed to calm down enough to talk. "Girl, who do you think you are, talking like that? Little brats don't deserve to be in our presence. I suggest you go run back to the front of the school where all the squirts are before I give a couple reasons to cry."

Bra narrowed her eyes. "We're not going anywhere. We're staying here. We have a right to remain here. If you got a problem, go find somewhere else to act like an idiot."

The sixth graders all started laughing again. "Do you really think you can fight us?" Said one of the boys.

However one boy was not laughing. Suddenly he looked at Pan and said. "Hey, you're Pan Son." Pan nodded. "Hey guys, maybe we don't want to mess with these girls. She's-"

Pan cut him off. "The granddaughter of the great Mr. Satan."

The other boy looked at his friend as though he were retarded. "Come on man. She's only in third grade. What can she possibly do to us. Besides, that girl-" He pointed to Bra. "Is the daughter of Bulma Briefs. Everyone knows Mrs. Briefs can't even throw a punch."

The boy looked at his friend pointedly. "Have you seen her dad though. I once saw him pull a tree out of the ground."

The four others just looked at him like he was stupid. "Oh yah right. You're making things up."

"Don't tell me you're afraid of what their relatives will do if we fight them." Said the 'leader.

The one boy just put his hands up in defeat. "Hey, I'm just being cautious. You want to fight. Go ahead, but I'm off." He turned and walked back around the school and out of sight.

The leader rolled her eyes. "Good riddance." She approached the two girls. "So who's up for a fight."

Pan looked eager and was about to speak when Bra grabbed her arm and jerked it to the side. "If we fight, they'll know something's up with us."

Pan nodded briefly in understanding. "So what do we do?"

The leader sighed in exasperation. "Fine, be that way." She charged at the two unsuspecting girls.

However Bra turned around just to see a fist flying at her face. Bra gasped, squeezed her eyes shut and without thinking, raised a hand and slapped the sixth right across the face.

She went flying back and smacked right into a garbage can, a bright red hand print on her face. Bra opened her eyes and saw her lying on the ground, completely dazed.

"Do something, Jiro, don't just stand there!" Screamed one of the girls.

"Uh right." He charged at the two girls.

Almost at once, the girls felt another two presence's coming around the corner. Determined not to move an inch, Pan stood there, waiting for Jiro to hit her until...

"JIRO!" Screamed Pan and Bra's teacher.

Jiro froze then turned to see the third grade teacher, and behind her, the boy who had left.

"Really." Said the teacher, sounding angry beyond belief. "Attacking younger students. And girls at that. I think you need to take a trip to the principals office. You too, Kimi." Kimi had gotten up before the teacher had come around the corner, and was now gaping at the teacher, but the teacher ignored her and now spun to look at the other two. "Tori? Shina? Were you two involved?" Both girls shook their heads in unison. "Alight then. Let's go!" Still furious, she stormed after Jori and Kimi as they headed back around the corner.

The girl known as Shina looked at the other boy. "Hey Taro? Want to go hang out with Haru and them?"

And just like that the sixth graders has left. Both part Saiyans looked at each other and grinned. "Now we can go on the roof!" Pan said excitedly.

Both girls jumped in the air and were about to fly up when the bell rung...

I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own

Marron giggled as Pan finished the story. Bra was lying on her back on the ground, trying to stifle her laugh.

Goten and Trunks both stared in horror at the two girls. "Bra!" Trunks said sharply as Goten exclaimed: "Pan!" "What?" Both girls asked so innocently, Marron started laughing harder.

Goten and Trunks were now resisting the urge to grin. "You shouldn't have been provoking other kids like that." Trunks said sternly.

Marron got up and slowly walked over to Trunks. "Aw. Come on. Nobody got hurt. It was just a laugh." She said in a sexy, pouting voice.

"Hey, just realized something." Bra hopped up unexpectedly. "Trunks hasn't told us a story yet."

Marron looked at Trunks in mock surprise. "Yah, I want to hear a story from Trunks." She said with a cute smile.

Trunks rolled his eyes and sighed, and when he looked at the others, he knew their was no getting out of it. "Alright. I have a short story. I remember this one time this girl had this thing for Goten."

Goten widened his eyes. "We will not go there Trunks!"

Marron and Pan nodded with glee and curiosity, while Bra gave Goten an odd look and said: "Oh really?"

If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

"Goten!" Trunks burst into the electronic store and walked across the store until he stood in front of his friend, who was on the other side of the counter.

Twenty-seven year old Goten gave Trunks a pointed look. "What in Kami's name are you doing here?" Goten asked through clenched teeth. "I'm working right now. Come back when I get off my shift."

Trunks rubbed his hands together. "Quit your job buddy, I have good news." He grinned. "One of the mechanics at Capsule Corp. retired this afternoon."

Goten nodded slowly and bent behind the counter and began searching so something. "So?"

Trunks face fell drastically. "Goten! That leaves an open job opportunity and I closed it off for you."

Goten emerged and put down a newspaper on the counter. "Huh?" He asked.

Trunks rolled his eyes. "Goten! I got you a job at Capsule Corp."

Goten blinked a few times. "Really? Wow... um... But I can't work there Trunks." Goten replied slowly. "I mean, thanks and all, but I have no experience. I'm not the best guy for the job."

Trunks gave his friend a steady look. "Why not? You work in an electronic store. You have more experience than three quarters of the people on this planet. Besides, the first week will be training. Trust me, it'll be fine."

Goten shrugged. "I still don't know. I mean, I just got used to this job."

Trunks rolled his eyes. "Yah, and how much do you make? Five dollars a day?" Trunks scoffed.

Goten shook his head. "I make enough money Trunks."

Trunks waved his hand, as though dismissing his comment. "Dude, you'll make so much more at Capsule Corp."

Goten sighed. "Okay, I'll think about it. Doesn't mean I'll necessarily do it, I'll just think about it."

Trunks grinned and rubbed his hands together again. "Perfect. But you might want to speed up the thinking process. There's a list of names behind yours and in an hour there was already like fifty-"

He was cut off as a small blonde woman in an overly tight red dress came inside the store. Her big green eyes stared coolly at everyone in the store until she spotted Goten behind the counter, now reading his newspaper.

The blonde walked over slowly, hips swaying in an over exaggerated fashion. She bat her eyes as she made her way over. "Hi Goten." She said slowly and seductively as she leaned over the counter.

"Hey Sakura." Goten gave a quick nod, not even tearing his eyes away from the newspaper.

Sakura watched him for quite some time until she tapped her long fingernails on the counter. "So Goten, I was wondering if an overly gorgeous guy like you would like to go out to dinner with a fabulous girl like me tomorrow night?" She leaned over more, so if Goten looked up, all he'd see was Sakura's cleavage.

Goten shook his head, eyes glued to the newspaper. "Sorry. Can't. I'm going out with my girlfriend tomorrow night." He put stress on the word 'girlfriend.'

Sakura pouted her big red lips. "Aw. Fine. I'll call you later Goten." She said as she ran a hand through his black hair and left the store again.

Trunks blinked. "Dude, why not go out with her? She's definitely got a thing for you."

Goten looked up from the newspaper. "Don't you listen to anything I say?" He asked pointedly.

Trunks sighed. "But she's so gorgeous and totally perfect for you."
Goten sighed and poked Trunks elbow, who now seemed to be slipping into his own world. "Marron called earlier."

Trunks instantly straightened up and began flattening the hair on the back of his neck as though someone important were watching him. "Really? And what'd she say?"

Goten grinned. "She wanted to know if we could take a couple hours a day out of our 'busy' lives to go see a movie with her."

"Sure." Trunks shrugged. "Anyways, you didn't tell me you had a girlfriend." Goten gave him a sharp look and Trunks chuckled. "Or were you just saying that to get rid of Sakura?"

Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life

"Of course, I know now he really had a girlfriend." Trunks said pointedly as he turned to look at Bra who smiled back at him innocently.

Despite himself, Goten rolled his eyes and sighed in exasperation. "Geez Trunks! You're still not going on about it? I understand it was probably surprising, but really!"

Trunks blinked at him. "It was surprising, but I'm not going on about it. It's just weird I mean, you're my best friend, and she's my little sister."

"And she's sitting right here." Bra called to them in a pointed manner.

"Okay boys." Marron said calmly. "I think we need to just-"

Pan jumped up. "Bra. Give us a memory." She said, completely out of the blue.

"Hey yah." Trunks said, forgetting entirely about his little disagreement with Goten. "You're the only one who hasn't told us a story."

"Um, well okay." She said thinking.

What story could she possibly tell them? She had too many funny ones to tell, and couldn't think of a really happy one either. She had too many to pick from.

"What about your first ever memory?" Marron suggested, as though sensing Bra's brief turmoil. "The first thing you remember."

Bra blinked. "Well that's easy. I remember when I was four, I came in the family room." She paused. "Goten and Trunks were sitting on the couch talking. Pan was in there too. She was sitting on the floor in front of the couch. I came in and sat next to Pan. Then..." She paused again, trying to remember. "Marron came over. She leaned over the top of the couch. I can't remember, but she said something and we all laughed." She breathed out slowly. "And that's it."

All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see

Marron blinked slowly, looking stunned. Goten and Trunks were wearing the same expression. "I remember that day." Marron spoke after a minute. "I came over because dad was out at Goku's and mom had to talk to Bulma." Marron said, sounding lost in her own world.

"Yah I remember it too." Goten spoke. "I flew Pan over to play with Bra, and I decided to hang around for a bit."

Trunks nodded. "It only feels like that was yesterday."

Pan jumped up looking excited. "Oh my Kami! I remember it too! Well... sort of. I remember coming in the room, sitting on the floor. Then skips to Marron leaning against the couch. And then we're all laughing. Kind of choppy but I remember that day."

Marron sighed and sat on the ground slowly. "It's kind of sad isn't it?" She said suddenly.

"Sad? What's sad about it?" Trunks asked, crouching next to her.

Marron continued staring at the ground. "Not so much the memory. It's just..." She paused as though grasping for words.

Bra nodded, understanding what she was saying. "It's the five of us." She said quietly.

"We're sad?" Pan asked.

"No!" Marron and Bra both said at the same time.

Marron sighed and continued. "Back then, we always hung out together. We were inseparable. Nowadays..." She trailed off.

Goten finally understood. "We hardly spend time as a group."

Trunks helped Marron stand up, and Bra did the same. Unconsciously, they stood in a circle looking at one another.

I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things will never change for us at all

"Sure we're together for all those reunions, but even at those, the five of us don't get to see each other as group. You're always jumping from one person to the next that you haven't seen for a month." Marron explained.

"The five of us haven't spent a day together in nearly a year." Pan said sadly.

"And it was fun. But it'd be better if was more than once a year." Trunks said.

"Let's make a promise." Pan suddenly exclaimed. "Once a month, the five of us will spend a day together. Whether it's going on a road trip, or just hanging out at Capsule Corp. It'll be just us five, no one else."

Bra smiled. "Yah. That'd be fun."

Everyone else nodded, and gave their consent. They all grinned at one another, when Goten's watch started beeping.

Everyone looked at Goten, puzzled. He too looked bewildered as he looked down at his watch and pressed a button on the side to make it stop beeping.

Goten suddenly grinned. "Midnight." He looked up at Bra and their eyes met. "Happy Birthday Bra."

Trunks smirked. "Happy eighteenth little sister."

Pan rushed over and hugged Bra. "Finally! You're eighteen. Now we can finally go see those movies rated eighteen and over."

Trunks, Goten, Marron and Bra's jaws all dropped as they stared at Pan. She blinked. "What? I mean those gory violent movies. What did you think I meant?" Realization seemed to dawn on her. "Oh my Kami, you guys! No! What the Hell!" She shrieked.

If I lay here
If I just lay here

They all laughed but seemed to stop all too soon. "So Bra." Marron said slowly and coolly. "How does it feel to be eighteen and join the big kids club?"

Bra could have said a lot of things. She could of teased the others and said she felt old. She could of said she didn't feel different, seeing as she had only been eighteen for three minutes. She could of said she felt relieved to be part of the 'big kids club.' She could of out right shrugged or said 'she didn't know.' Instead she settled for something else.

"It feels good. This past year, I think I've proved I can take care of myself." She smiled. "I've finished high school. Everyone knows I can go Super Saiyan and Super Saiyan 2. I've even defeated my first villain." She smirked at the memory of the day she had overcome Tempest. She had always worried she'd remember that day forever and it'd haunt her, but in reality, it sat at the back of her mind, where she rarely thought of it. "I'm quite happy with the way things turned out. Although I wished Tempest hadn't happened, but it did and I can't change that." She paused but smiled again. "No, I don't regret anything." She finished her little speech.

Trunks grinned. "You truly are the Princess of Saiyans."

Marron giggled. "And you've definitely proved you aren't that weak."

Goten smiled at Bra. "You're one of the strongest person on Earth."

Pan sighed. "It's a shame you aren't as strong as me though."

They all laughed again. Bra felt tears sting her eyes as the words her friends had spoken slowly clicked in her head.

Her whole life she had been training to show the others she wasn't weak. That she was really as strong as they were. You truly are the Princess of Saiyans. You've definitely proved you aren't weak. One of the strongest people on Earth. Her whole life she had longed to hear those words.

She knew the day she heard them would be the day she was truly recognized as their equal. Vegeta's daughter. Trunks' sister. A Saiyan.

Well she had finally heard them. She wasn't weak. Tears poured from her cheeks. She was the true Princess of Saiyans. She wasn't weak.

Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

A/N: Anyways, it took so long to write because I had to come up with a memory for everyone and that took a lot of thinking on my part. So I hope you liked it. I'd also like to draw your attention to something else. This was the second last chapter, meaning the next chapter is the last one. Now, my one friend, who has read and likes my story, suggest I do a sequel, you know, that involves kids and stuff, but I want your opinion. I don't want to write a story, only to have nobody read it. So tell me what you think of the chapter, and then if I should do a sequel. I won't be offended if you say no, I just want honesty. All my love!!