Hey everyone, What's up? Well anyways....Here's the next chapter of Welcome home, please please please REVIEW!!! ok, just to tell you there is a nice sweet Goten/Bra part in this one. Well go ahead and read...
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"Go ahead and get some sleep," He said and when he noticed that she was still in pain he quickly added, "I'm not going anywhere"
Trunks watched Pan's eyes flutter lightly and then close, soon her deep breathing became light and she was asleep. Trunks watched her lay there, so pale against the dark sheets. His hand lifter a strand of her hair off her face, and tucked it behind her ear. 'What am I going to do till you wake up' he thought, and then got up to go tell him mom and Vegeta that Pan was fine, but before he could stand up he realized that he had been holding Pan's hand.
Not wanting to disturb Pan, Trunks realized he wouldn't be able to leave because he'd wake her up. He lifted their hands and put them to her side, and Trunks who was kneeling beside the bed lay his head down beside hers, and pretty soon fell asleep as well.
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"Vegeta, what happened?" asked Bulma as he sat on the bed and pushed her hands away when she tried to put antiseptic on the cuts.
"I'm fine woman, that infernal machine of yours overloaded or something, go fix it"
"Excuse me? I'll go fix it when you and Pan are both healed, don't you even worry that you could have hurt her?"
"Fine then, where is she?"
"I don't know, I told Trunks to help her, I figured you would really hate it if I told Trunks to help you inside, Ne?"
Vegeta growled, and then looked at the clock. "It's lunchtime, aren't you going to make me some food?"
"Only if you promise to take it easy"
"What? I won't get any more skilled if I take it easy?"
"Well too bad, just rest here while I cook, otherwise you'll be stuck making your own food"
"What's the problem with that? Mine taste's better then yours does."
"...And you'll be sleeping on the couch tonight"
"Grrr fine go ahead and make the food"
"Ok, let me go check on Pan first, I should probably wait to call Gohan, otherwise he'll be here breathing down all of our necks" Bulma gave Vegeta a quick peck on the lips and quickly walked out of the door.
Bulma walked down the hallway and towards the small infirmary run by doctors at Capsule corps. Noticing no new names on the sign in sheet she caught the attention of the nurse on duty and found out that neither Pan or Trunks had stopped by. 'That's strange' she thought 'oh wait no it isn't, they call parents when you're taken to the infirmary, she probably just didn't want Gohan to find out, that means Trunks probably gave her a senzu bean and told her to sleep, I guess I'll go cook and check on her when she wakes up.' Bulma walked over to the kitchen and started to mess with making lunch.
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'Uh, why do I have to wake up, oh great it's past noon. I hate Jet lag' thought Bra as she slowly swung her feet over the side of her bed and reexamined her surroundings. 'Ok, so I'm in my old room, at least they didn't change anything' she thought and she got up. But then sat back down as she came eye level with a familiar picture.
'Oh yeah, I sent mom a picture of James in an e-mail. Oh great, she printed it out and put it in a picture frame?' she thought as she picked it up. A single tear fell onto the picture, not a tear of sadness, but of wasted years. 'I should be sadder then this shouldn't I? I mean I did love him right?' Bra felt no sadness at the memories of her and James, only anger.
The picture soon ended up smashed on the floor, with a loud crash. Bra knelt beside the picture and began to cry, 'Why? Why did he use me like that? Or was it I who used him? I'm so confused. I should be sad that he dumped me, but I'm not, I feel relieved for some reason, I should be sad' she thought, and her anger soon turned towards herself, 'I'm no better then him, I was using him too, just as a type of rebound, as a way to replace the part of my heart that was empty because of Goten...' Her thoughts were interrupted as her mom entered the room.
"Bra are you ok?" Bulma noticed the picture frame and broken glass on the floor.
"I just dropped it on accident mom" she lied, and then her mom noticed her tear stained cheeks, "Were you crying because you miss him?" she asked as she bent down and picked up the picture and frame, leaving the glass on the floor. Bra just nodded her head, 'I can't tell mom we broke up, the rest of the trip will be depressing. I should just let her think we're still together, then when I get my emotions in check by the time I get home I can call her and tell her we broke up mutually, I don't need anyone's pity' she thought.
Bulma took the picture and frame and set them back on the dresser, "Clean up this glass dear, and don't worry you'll see him again soon. I'm going to go finish lunch," she said quickly, getting the feeling her daughter might want some alone time. "Thank you mom" responded Bra very meekly.
Bra watched as her mothers' feet walked out of the room.
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Goten had just returned from his date and was flying home. "I can't believe she acted like that. I thought she seemed nice but she seemed only interested one thing..." he said to himself, and then remembered the startling memories where he was the one only interested in one thing. 'I should apologize to Bra, I never did' he thought as he veered his flight in the direction of Capsule Corps.
Landing in the lawn Goten saw the scraps of metal and smelled the burning fumes. 'Vegeta must've broken it again' he thought and then wondered if Pan was inside when it blew. 'Oh well, I'm sure she's fine' he thought as he walked over to the front door and walked inside, as usual he neglected to tell anyone he was there and walked straight upstairs as usual to find Trunks, only this time he wasn't looking for Trunks, he was looking for Bra.
Walking down the hallway Goten noticed one of the guest rooms door was closed, 'that's strange' he thought but continued to walk down the hall until he reached about 2 paces away from Bra's room, he decided to keep going when he saw Bulma standing in the door. He reached Trunks room and looked inside. 'Where can Trunks be? He probably got tired of paperwork and snuck out of the house' he thought as he looked in the room. Looking down the hallway he saw Bulma walk away and decided to go home, 'I'll apologize later', when the time is right' he thought and walked by the door again, stopping when he heard slight sobs and sniffles.
His hear ached as he forced himself to turn around and look into her room, he noticed her on her knees and walked behind her. "Bra? Are you ok?" He asked.
He noticed the small girl stiffen at the sound of his voice and the small sobs stopped. He looked around the room and stopped when he saw a frame with the picture of James in it, there was a small piece of glass hanging off of it, 'She's crying because she broke the picture' he thought, and then knelt beside her.
"Want some help picking up the glass?" he asked, as he picked up a few big pieces.
He looked at her and noticed that she was biting her lip, she looked down and her hair brushed in front of her, hiding her face from view as she picked up a few pieces of glass and walked across the room to put them in the trashcan. She walked back and noticed that Goten was still picking up glass, she put out her hand and he placed the fragments in her palm. His hand froze on hers and she slowly pulled it back, unwilling to raise her eyes to his. She walked back to the trash and dropped them inside.
Bra walked back to the spot Goten was sitting and watched him stand up. Her eyes were still cast on the floor as she noticed a spot of blood drip, she looked at Gotens hands and was relieved to find he hadn't hurt himself, 'Oh no, why am I worried if he hurt himself, I guess I'm starting to forgive him, or maybe I never stopped loving him...' Her mind stopped thinking as she felt something warm grasp her wrist.
She looked up and saw Goten stare into her eyes then back towards her hand, looking down she noticed a large cut in the center of her hand, 'How did I do that' she thought, not remembering the slicing feeling in her hand as she walked to the trash can earlier.
"You cut yourself'" he said softly as he helped her walk to the bathroom, her mind was numb and she was barely aware of what was happening. She looked down and felt cool water run over her hand as he washed it under the faucet. Goten picked up the hand and inspected it for more shards of glass, pleased to find that it had all been washed out. Still holding her hand Goten reached behind the mirror shelves and found the first aid kit. Wordlessly he walked her back to her room and they both sat down on the bed, Gotens weight leaning Bra towards him as the mattress dipped slightly.
With their knees touching, Goten wrapped a small cloth around her hand and held it tight to stop the bleeding. Bra's head began to clear and she realized the situations, 'Oh great, I'm sitting on my bed with Goten, and he's holding my hand to stop it from bleeding, just great' She looked up at Goten and realized that he was staring at her, suddenly shy and timid she looked back at her hand and let her vision go out of focus.
"Thank you" she whispered and felt the large hand on hers tighten and relax.
"It's no problem" He whispered huskily in her ear, and was pleased to find her shiver slightly.
He put on his famous Son smile and she raised her head, looking into his eyes, they sat like that until he let go of the cloth and dabbed the cut with rubbing alcohols. "Owie" she said, "That stings" she tried to pull her hand away but he only tightened his grip on her wrist.
"I know it stings, but you don't want it to get infected," he said.
He finished cleaning it and wrapped a huge band-aid around the palm.
They sat there for a moment, both missing the feeling of the close contact but neither willing to admit it. Bra finally got up the nerve to talk. "So what're you doing here?" She asked.
Goten almost laughed but then realized that Bra was being serious, "I always come over here for Lunch, but you've been at college so I guess I shouldn't have expected you to know that. Do you know where your brother is?"
"No, I just woke up" she said and then they both blushed at the realization that she was in her pajamas. They were red, and consisted of a tank top and shorts, short shorts, and almost transparent top.
"I should probably get changed," she said quietly and Goten got the hint. He stood up at the same time she did and they walked to the door.
"I guess I'll go find your brother" he said and turned to walk out.
"Thank you again Goten" she said and then smiled as he turned around and gave the Son smile once again.
"Anytime, be sure to change the bandage again later" he said, "I'll see you later"
Goten walked down the hall and down the stairs. 'I could stay for lunch' he thought, but since he had no idea where Trunks was he decided against it. 'I'll come over here later' he thought and walked out the door. He took to steps and then flew the rest of the way home; his hand still tingled from their touch.
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Bra stood behind the door leaning against it, still blushing from the occurrences, and her hand still warm from his. She glanced at the frame and picture and walked towards them.
'It's time to say good bye' she thought as she shoved them into the drawer, hiding it beneath her socks.
She walked to her closet and picked out an outfit, then waited a few minutes until she felt Gotens retreating Ki. She walked out of her room and hopped downstairs. She quietly took a seat beside her father and began to eat the sandwich her mother set out for her.
Only part of her mind noticed the smell of exhaustion fumes, and her fathers' singed clothing, but when she did notice she began to wonder about Pan. 'I'll call her after lunch' she thought, and then noticed her brothers' seat was empty....
Hey, How'd you like it? Well please REVIEW and tell me!!! Ok, anyways I'll try and work on the next chapter of 'unpredictable', 'Welcome Home', and 'Island Mayhem' soon, but I have a big school project so it might be a while.
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"Go ahead and get some sleep," He said and when he noticed that she was still in pain he quickly added, "I'm not going anywhere"
Trunks watched Pan's eyes flutter lightly and then close, soon her deep breathing became light and she was asleep. Trunks watched her lay there, so pale against the dark sheets. His hand lifter a strand of her hair off her face, and tucked it behind her ear. 'What am I going to do till you wake up' he thought, and then got up to go tell him mom and Vegeta that Pan was fine, but before he could stand up he realized that he had been holding Pan's hand.
Not wanting to disturb Pan, Trunks realized he wouldn't be able to leave because he'd wake her up. He lifted their hands and put them to her side, and Trunks who was kneeling beside the bed lay his head down beside hers, and pretty soon fell asleep as well.
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"Vegeta, what happened?" asked Bulma as he sat on the bed and pushed her hands away when she tried to put antiseptic on the cuts.
"I'm fine woman, that infernal machine of yours overloaded or something, go fix it"
"Excuse me? I'll go fix it when you and Pan are both healed, don't you even worry that you could have hurt her?"
"Fine then, where is she?"
"I don't know, I told Trunks to help her, I figured you would really hate it if I told Trunks to help you inside, Ne?"
Vegeta growled, and then looked at the clock. "It's lunchtime, aren't you going to make me some food?"
"Only if you promise to take it easy"
"What? I won't get any more skilled if I take it easy?"
"Well too bad, just rest here while I cook, otherwise you'll be stuck making your own food"
"What's the problem with that? Mine taste's better then yours does."
"...And you'll be sleeping on the couch tonight"
"Grrr fine go ahead and make the food"
"Ok, let me go check on Pan first, I should probably wait to call Gohan, otherwise he'll be here breathing down all of our necks" Bulma gave Vegeta a quick peck on the lips and quickly walked out of the door.
Bulma walked down the hallway and towards the small infirmary run by doctors at Capsule corps. Noticing no new names on the sign in sheet she caught the attention of the nurse on duty and found out that neither Pan or Trunks had stopped by. 'That's strange' she thought 'oh wait no it isn't, they call parents when you're taken to the infirmary, she probably just didn't want Gohan to find out, that means Trunks probably gave her a senzu bean and told her to sleep, I guess I'll go cook and check on her when she wakes up.' Bulma walked over to the kitchen and started to mess with making lunch.
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'Uh, why do I have to wake up, oh great it's past noon. I hate Jet lag' thought Bra as she slowly swung her feet over the side of her bed and reexamined her surroundings. 'Ok, so I'm in my old room, at least they didn't change anything' she thought and she got up. But then sat back down as she came eye level with a familiar picture.
'Oh yeah, I sent mom a picture of James in an e-mail. Oh great, she printed it out and put it in a picture frame?' she thought as she picked it up. A single tear fell onto the picture, not a tear of sadness, but of wasted years. 'I should be sadder then this shouldn't I? I mean I did love him right?' Bra felt no sadness at the memories of her and James, only anger.
The picture soon ended up smashed on the floor, with a loud crash. Bra knelt beside the picture and began to cry, 'Why? Why did he use me like that? Or was it I who used him? I'm so confused. I should be sad that he dumped me, but I'm not, I feel relieved for some reason, I should be sad' she thought, and her anger soon turned towards herself, 'I'm no better then him, I was using him too, just as a type of rebound, as a way to replace the part of my heart that was empty because of Goten...' Her thoughts were interrupted as her mom entered the room.
"Bra are you ok?" Bulma noticed the picture frame and broken glass on the floor.
"I just dropped it on accident mom" she lied, and then her mom noticed her tear stained cheeks, "Were you crying because you miss him?" she asked as she bent down and picked up the picture and frame, leaving the glass on the floor. Bra just nodded her head, 'I can't tell mom we broke up, the rest of the trip will be depressing. I should just let her think we're still together, then when I get my emotions in check by the time I get home I can call her and tell her we broke up mutually, I don't need anyone's pity' she thought.
Bulma took the picture and frame and set them back on the dresser, "Clean up this glass dear, and don't worry you'll see him again soon. I'm going to go finish lunch," she said quickly, getting the feeling her daughter might want some alone time. "Thank you mom" responded Bra very meekly.
Bra watched as her mothers' feet walked out of the room.
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Goten had just returned from his date and was flying home. "I can't believe she acted like that. I thought she seemed nice but she seemed only interested one thing..." he said to himself, and then remembered the startling memories where he was the one only interested in one thing. 'I should apologize to Bra, I never did' he thought as he veered his flight in the direction of Capsule Corps.
Landing in the lawn Goten saw the scraps of metal and smelled the burning fumes. 'Vegeta must've broken it again' he thought and then wondered if Pan was inside when it blew. 'Oh well, I'm sure she's fine' he thought as he walked over to the front door and walked inside, as usual he neglected to tell anyone he was there and walked straight upstairs as usual to find Trunks, only this time he wasn't looking for Trunks, he was looking for Bra.
Walking down the hallway Goten noticed one of the guest rooms door was closed, 'that's strange' he thought but continued to walk down the hall until he reached about 2 paces away from Bra's room, he decided to keep going when he saw Bulma standing in the door. He reached Trunks room and looked inside. 'Where can Trunks be? He probably got tired of paperwork and snuck out of the house' he thought as he looked in the room. Looking down the hallway he saw Bulma walk away and decided to go home, 'I'll apologize later', when the time is right' he thought and walked by the door again, stopping when he heard slight sobs and sniffles.
His hear ached as he forced himself to turn around and look into her room, he noticed her on her knees and walked behind her. "Bra? Are you ok?" He asked.
He noticed the small girl stiffen at the sound of his voice and the small sobs stopped. He looked around the room and stopped when he saw a frame with the picture of James in it, there was a small piece of glass hanging off of it, 'She's crying because she broke the picture' he thought, and then knelt beside her.
"Want some help picking up the glass?" he asked, as he picked up a few big pieces.
He looked at her and noticed that she was biting her lip, she looked down and her hair brushed in front of her, hiding her face from view as she picked up a few pieces of glass and walked across the room to put them in the trashcan. She walked back and noticed that Goten was still picking up glass, she put out her hand and he placed the fragments in her palm. His hand froze on hers and she slowly pulled it back, unwilling to raise her eyes to his. She walked back to the trash and dropped them inside.
Bra walked back to the spot Goten was sitting and watched him stand up. Her eyes were still cast on the floor as she noticed a spot of blood drip, she looked at Gotens hands and was relieved to find he hadn't hurt himself, 'Oh no, why am I worried if he hurt himself, I guess I'm starting to forgive him, or maybe I never stopped loving him...' Her mind stopped thinking as she felt something warm grasp her wrist.
She looked up and saw Goten stare into her eyes then back towards her hand, looking down she noticed a large cut in the center of her hand, 'How did I do that' she thought, not remembering the slicing feeling in her hand as she walked to the trash can earlier.
"You cut yourself'" he said softly as he helped her walk to the bathroom, her mind was numb and she was barely aware of what was happening. She looked down and felt cool water run over her hand as he washed it under the faucet. Goten picked up the hand and inspected it for more shards of glass, pleased to find that it had all been washed out. Still holding her hand Goten reached behind the mirror shelves and found the first aid kit. Wordlessly he walked her back to her room and they both sat down on the bed, Gotens weight leaning Bra towards him as the mattress dipped slightly.
With their knees touching, Goten wrapped a small cloth around her hand and held it tight to stop the bleeding. Bra's head began to clear and she realized the situations, 'Oh great, I'm sitting on my bed with Goten, and he's holding my hand to stop it from bleeding, just great' She looked up at Goten and realized that he was staring at her, suddenly shy and timid she looked back at her hand and let her vision go out of focus.
"Thank you" she whispered and felt the large hand on hers tighten and relax.
"It's no problem" He whispered huskily in her ear, and was pleased to find her shiver slightly.
He put on his famous Son smile and she raised her head, looking into his eyes, they sat like that until he let go of the cloth and dabbed the cut with rubbing alcohols. "Owie" she said, "That stings" she tried to pull her hand away but he only tightened his grip on her wrist.
"I know it stings, but you don't want it to get infected," he said.
He finished cleaning it and wrapped a huge band-aid around the palm.
They sat there for a moment, both missing the feeling of the close contact but neither willing to admit it. Bra finally got up the nerve to talk. "So what're you doing here?" She asked.
Goten almost laughed but then realized that Bra was being serious, "I always come over here for Lunch, but you've been at college so I guess I shouldn't have expected you to know that. Do you know where your brother is?"
"No, I just woke up" she said and then they both blushed at the realization that she was in her pajamas. They were red, and consisted of a tank top and shorts, short shorts, and almost transparent top.
"I should probably get changed," she said quietly and Goten got the hint. He stood up at the same time she did and they walked to the door.
"I guess I'll go find your brother" he said and turned to walk out.
"Thank you again Goten" she said and then smiled as he turned around and gave the Son smile once again.
"Anytime, be sure to change the bandage again later" he said, "I'll see you later"
Goten walked down the hall and down the stairs. 'I could stay for lunch' he thought, but since he had no idea where Trunks was he decided against it. 'I'll come over here later' he thought and walked out the door. He took to steps and then flew the rest of the way home; his hand still tingled from their touch.
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Bra stood behind the door leaning against it, still blushing from the occurrences, and her hand still warm from his. She glanced at the frame and picture and walked towards them.
'It's time to say good bye' she thought as she shoved them into the drawer, hiding it beneath her socks.
She walked to her closet and picked out an outfit, then waited a few minutes until she felt Gotens retreating Ki. She walked out of her room and hopped downstairs. She quietly took a seat beside her father and began to eat the sandwich her mother set out for her.
Only part of her mind noticed the smell of exhaustion fumes, and her fathers' singed clothing, but when she did notice she began to wonder about Pan. 'I'll call her after lunch' she thought, and then noticed her brothers' seat was empty....
Hey, How'd you like it? Well please REVIEW and tell me!!! Ok, anyways I'll try and work on the next chapter of 'unpredictable', 'Welcome Home', and 'Island Mayhem' soon, but I have a big school project so it might be a while.