Body Love Potion #9

3: A Date with Piccolo-san!

Bra woke up and groaned. Her head was really hurting. Slowly, and painfully, she sat up and opened her eyes.

"Huh? How'd I get here?" Bra looked around her room. Then she looked down at herself. "Hey! This is Goten's shirt! What's going on!?!"

Bra started to remember what had happened. Her argument with Goten, her encounter with the thugs. Then a thought occurred.

"Oh, my gosh! I bet Piccolo saved me! Oh, he's soooo sweet!" Bra looked at herself again, wondering whether to change out of Goten's shirt. But for some reason, she didn't want to. She still had no idea why she was wearing it.

"Oh, well. Piccolo probably told Goten to take me away while he fought off all those nasty thugs. He's so brave!"

Bra heard a tap on her window. She looked up and gave a small, excited squeal.

"Piccolo!"

"Uh....yeah. Hi, Bra," Piccolo mumbled. "Are you feeling better?"

"Oh, much! Thank you for saving me."

"Don't mention it."

Bra sat on her bed. "Do you want to come inside?"

"Uh......No! No! I'll only be a minute. I was just wondering, if you're not doing anything tomorrow night, if you wanted to go out to dinner with me........"

"Oh! I'd LOVE to! I can't wait to tell Pan and Marron! They're gonna be sooooo jealous!"

Piccolo used Bra's joyous state to make a quick escape. When Bra looked at her window again, he was gone.

"Piccolo? Piccolo!?! Oh, crap. He's gone." Bra stood up and squealed.

Bulma, Trunks and Vegeta raced to her room. "Bra, what's wrong!?!"

"Piccolo asked me out!"

"What?" Trunks' face dropped.

"WHAT!?!" Vegeta screamed, furious.

"What!?!" Bulma cried. "Oh, Bra! This is soooo great! I mean, if it isn't me with Piccolo, then it may as well be my daughter. I'm so happy for you!"

"I have to ring Pan and Marron!" Bra excitedly ran to the nearest phone.

"But Bra! It's 2am!" Trunks protested.

Bra stopped. "Oh, well. I'll just rub it in their faces tomorrow. La-la la, la-la."

* * * * * *

"You're unusually happy today, Bra," Marron sneered, pulling books out of her locker.

"Well, there's a reason for that," Bra grinned, triumphantly. "Piccolo is taking me out for dinner tonight!"

"NO WAY!!!"

"Yes way! And did you hear about how he rescued be from being gang-raped. Oh, he's so wonderful."

"I don't believe you." snapped Pan. "You're a liar."

"No, I'm not!"

"YES, YOU ARE!"

"No, she isn't," Goten walked up to the girls.

"Uncle Goten, what are you doing here?" Pan inquired. "You finished school five years ago."

"Yeah, whatever. Anyway, B-chan's telling the truth. Piccolo did rescue her from a bunch of thugs yesterday."

"I TOLD you he likes me best," Bra replied. "So, what do you want, Goten-san?"

Goten cringed, like the term "Goten-san" was an insult. He didn't want Bra to see him as an old man. Someone she had to respect and be polite to. "Oh!......I just wanted to apologise for yesterday, since it was kinda my fault. And also, to tell you that Piccolo invited me along tonight."

"He what?"

"Well, he's never been on a date before, so he wanted me to tag along, and help him out. I promise I won't get in the way!"

"Oh, alright then," sighed Bra. "You'll just have to turn the other way a coupla times. Compis? Understand?"

"Uh, right. See y'all later!" Goten left.

"Well, well," laughed Marron. "It seems your perfect evening for two with Piccolo has gained an extra."

"Marron, shut up. At least I'm going on a date with Piccolo." Bra smiled in a way which distinctly showed off who her father was. "Hmmm. Have you been asked out by Piccolo, Pan? Oh, you haven't! And what about you, Marron? No? Oh, it seems I'm the only one! All those going on a date with Piccolo-san, take one step forward." Bra stepped forward. Marron and Pan grumbled something inaudible, and stormed off in opposite directions.

* * * * * *

"I look like an idiot." Piccolo looked at himself. "If anyone sees me, I am going to die."

"Don't be a whinger." Goten fixed Piccolo's bow tie, then looked in the mirror to check himself. He smoothed his hair. "Okay, are you ready?"

"As ready as I'll ever be."

"Well, you should just be happy that Vegeta understands what's going on. Apparently, Bra's last three boyfriends have ended up in hospital."

"That hasn't deterred you."

"Yeah, well.......Hey, let's go."

Piccolo and Goten flew from the Son household to Capsule Corp. As soon as they'd landed, Piccolo freaked out.

"I can't do this! It's not..........natural!"

"Whoa, Piccolo. Calm down. We're here now, so let's go through with this." Goten rang the doorbell.

Vegeta opened the door. A smile played on his lips. "Kakarrot's brat. Green Bean. Can I help you?"

"Yeah.....uh......is Bra ready yet?"

"Daddy, is that Piccolo?" Bra called from somewhere inside. "Tell 'im I'll be down in a sec."

Vegeta looked back at Piccolo and Goten. He grunted, "Eh. You heard her."

Suddenly, Vegeta was pushed out of the way. Bra took his place. Both Goten and Piccolo's jaws nearly hit the ground. The dress she wore was red, and halter-neck in style. It was very short, and very, very tight. Her hair was out.

"B-B-B-chan?" Goten stammered.

"Piccolo! Oh my gosh, you look so CUTE in a tux!" Bra rushed over and threw herself all over Piccolo. The Namek was too shocked to react. Goten had to elbow him in the side.

"Huh? Oh." Piccolo pushed Bra to the ground. "Get off me! Alright, let's go. The sooner we leave, the sooner we can come home again."

"Oooo, Piccolo. Are you suggesting that we're gonna have a fun night.....after dinner, without Goten?" Bra had a mischievous and flirty look on her face.

"WHAT!?! No! I just meant, the sooner this whole thing will be over. In case you didn't notice, I happen to be asexual. So even if I wanted to, what you had in mind would be impossible!"

"Oh, well. I guess you can't have everything. I mean, a cute, fun, caring guy who's great in bed would be a bit much to ask for."

Goten nearly choked. It was getting worse. Not only were females in love with Piccolo, they now wanted to sleep with him. Goten was, for a moment, once again annoyed that Love Potion #9 had not been used on himself. But he quickly realised what he was saying, and assured himself that he would never take advantage of Bra in that way.

"Oh!" Goten remembered something. He handed Bra a bunch of blood-red roses. "I bought these for you."

"Oh. Thanks." Bra took the roses, and handed them to Trunks, who had arrived behind her.

"Well, well. This is an interesting mix." Trunks grinned. "Looking good, Piccolo. And that tie really goes with your skin."

A purple shade tinted Piccolo's cheeks. He quickly turned away. "C'mon, time to go."

He roughly picked up Bra and tossed her over his shoulder, in an attempt to seem like a jerk. It did not have the desired effect.

"Piccolo, I never knew you were so kinky!" Bra purred. "Probe me, Big Boy."

Piccolo, Trunks, Vegeta and Goten all looked at Bra in sheer and absolute horror. Without saying a word, Piccolo and Goten blasted off.

* * * * * *

"C'mon, Piccolo! You have to eat something!" Bra, Goten and Piccolo were at one of the snobbiest restaurants in the city. Trunks had lent them money for dinner. Goten and Bra were up to dessert, but Piccolo had eaten nothing, being a Namek and all.

"Bra, I told you before, Nameks only drink water! Why don't you listen to me, you stupid girl?" Piccolo snapped harshly. Unfortunately, he and Goten's plan was having little or no effect. Any nasty thing Piccolo did, Bra either ignored or took completely the wrong way. And she had hardly even spoken a word to Goten the whole night. Both Goten and Piccolo were getting frustrated.

"Are you two finished yet?" Piccolo asked both demi-Saiyans. Bra nodded, but Goten held up his hand, and quickly the remnants of his dessert.

"Goten! That's disgusting!" Bra scolded. "You are such a pig. I'm glad you have some manners, Piccolo."

The hurt look on Goten's face nearly broke Piccolo's heart. Poor Goten was doing his best to be nice to Bra, but she was just slapping him across the face metaphorically.

"Well, now that you've finished, let's leave. This place is full of snobs." Piccolo had noticed that several women in the restaurant had been giving him the eye all night, and the waitresses moved unnecessarily close to him each time they came to the table.

"But, Piccolo!" whined Bra. "We haven't danced yet!"

"I DON'T CARE!" roared Piccolo. "We're going, we're going now and I don't wanna hear any more complaints!"

Bra and Goten gulped. They weren't about to argue with him. Piccolo's temper was almost as short as Vegeta's.

Piccolo stormed out the door, Bra hot on his heels, leaving Goten to pay for the meal. He left the money Trunks had given him, and rushed after Piccolo and Bra.

"It's about time!" Bra frowned. "What took you so long, Goten?"

"Oh, sorry." Goten leaned a little closer to Piccolo, and whispered. "It didn't work."

"I realised that!" Piccolo hissed back. He once again grabbed Bra, and the three of them returned to Capsule Corp.

"Well, that was a pretty crappy night," Piccolo stated. "The food was terrible, but no where near as bad as the company...."

"Oh, Piccolo, you're so funny," giggled Bra. "You didn't try any of the food, silly! Did you forget that?"

Goten sighed. Well that plan sure worked well. Hmph! He looked up from his feet and noticed that Bra was glaring at him, moving her finger in a circular motion and mouthing, "Turn around, you jerk."

Bra smiled as Goten turned to face the other way. Maybe he wasn't as bad as she had labelled him. Ah, forget him. Bra focussed her attention on Piccolo.

"Well, Piccolo. I had a fantastic time. Thank you soooo much." She advanced towards him, and pressed herself against him. She moved her lips up to his ear. "I'll have to make it up to you some time."

Piccolo was feeling extremely awkward with Bra so close to him, not helped by her seductive tone. However, awkwardness turned to complete shock and horror when he felt Bra's lips against his own. Piccolo opened his mouth to object. Bad idea. In a flash, Bra's tongue was in his mouth. He was too shocked to do anything.

Goten was getting impatient, and - though he didn't want to admit it - curious. He glanced back at Piccolo and Bra, then wished he hadn't.

Piccolo was desperately trying to pry Bra off him, while she passionately kissed him. In a final effort, Piccolo powered up and pushed Bra to the ground. Then he blasted off to Dende-knows where.

Goten was about to help Bra up, but realised she'd just get mad at him for turning back around. Bra walked past him, headed towards the building.

"Oh, I almost forgot about you." she said. "Uh.....thanks for coming, I guess." Bra shut and locked the door.

A single tear rolled down Goten's cheek. On the verge of a broken heart, he slowly flew back home.

Goten and Piccolo's plan was a definite failure. And now Bra seems to think that Piccolo is hers, and that she has the right to make out with him. But how does Piccolo feel about this? Read part 4: It Works on Animals, Too.