Author's Note: Ok I need to be quick here! I'm not meant to be on the net. This is the second instalment to my fic. I hope you like it. Thanks to all the people who reviewed the first part. I would mention names, but that can wait till the next update.
Disclaimers: Same as the first chapter; i don't own DB/Z/GT or the song "There You'll Be".
There You'll Be
Chapter 2
…"Bra! Are you getting up today?!" An angry, but at the same time happy, voice travelled through the door. Bra sat up quickly. She rubbed at her eyes and looked at her clock: 10:30am it read. Bra groaned and put a pillow over her head. What a weird dream. Bra thought to herself. Is it trying to tell me something?
Suddenly the sheets flew off her bed and left her freezing. She squealed and sat up at lightening speed. Her mother, Bulma, stood at the end of her bed. Laughing quietly to herself.
"Come on sleeping beauty." Bulma said as she walked out of the door. "Come and see the land of the living." Bulma walked out of the room and closed the door. Bra knew she would not get anymore sleep and she was kind of hungry. She grabbed her dressing gown from the back of the door and threw it on. She opened the door and went downstairs.
The smell of freshly cooked bread, bacon, cereals of numerous kinds and smoke welcomed her. Smoke? She thought. Then she saw Trunks coming in the back door. His jacket was now in shreds and his top was not in much better condition. His training trousers were ripped at the knees and he had several bruises on his arms and face. He slumped down at the table and put his head to rest in his arms. Bulma came over and placed some food and a drink in front of her son and then went back to doing the rest of the breakfast.
"Vegeta!!" Bulma screamed out the back door.
"What do you want woman?" Came the angry tone of Bra's father. "I'm training!" Bra shook her head at her father's stubbornness and sat at the table. Bulma went outside to talk to Vegeta just as Goten came into the kitchen.
"I smell food." Goten said as he pulled up a chair and sat next to Trunks. There was a faint sound of laughter from Trunks at his friend, but soon it was a yelp of pain as Goten bumped into his swollen arm. "Whoops! Sorry man." He began to dig into his meal as soon as it hit the table.
"No good-morning?" Bulma asked as Goten slurped at his cereal. He gulped down a mouthful and put down his spoon.
"Morning, " he said. Then he picked up his spoon and started eating again. Bulma and Bra shook their heads at the same time. After they finished eating, the three demi-saiyans went through to watch T.V.
The doorbell rang and Trunks jumped up and ran at top speed towards the hallway. Bra looked around at the sudden blast of wind he caused.
"What's he in a rush for? It's only the door." Bra asked Goten.
"My niece is coming round today," Goten answered before staring at the T.V. again. Bra sighed. Ever since Trunks and Pan got together they were inseparable. They went everywhere together.
"Didn't he just see her yesterday?" Bra asked. Goten nodded and sighed out loud. "He's completely obsessed." Bra put in as she heard Pan giggling from the hall. The two came back into the living room. Pan was balanced on Trunks' feet and she clung onto his shoulders as he walked them both over to the couch. They both laughed as they tripped up and landed on the soft cushions.
"Hey Bra!" Pan managed to say through the laughter escaping her mouth. Bra smiled at her best friend and brother. Pan sat in Trunks' lap fusing over all the bruises he had acquired while sparring with Vegeta. Trunks sat laughing along with his best friend and new mate. Bra sighed and went back to watching T.V. "Look!" Pan shouted out, disrupting the quiet atmosphere again. "You can make the star sign of Orion on Trunks' arm." Pan giggled. "It sorta looks like a tattoo." Trunks laughed.
"I don't think my mother would like that too much." Pan nodded. Goten looked up from the T.V. set.
"Hey what happened to being sore?" he looked at Pan poking and prodding at Trunks arm and face. "When I slightly hit your arm at the table you squealed in pain! Now you're acting like it's all painted on." Pan licked her finger and rubbed at one of the bruises. She shook her head.
"Nope. Not paint." She said through giggling as Trunks nibbled her shoulder.
"I think I can go through the pain just to get the company of my mate. Don't you think Goten?" Trunks looked from Goten to Bra suggestively. Bra immediately blushed at what Trunks was implying. She quickly finished the last of her juice and excused herself to get another glass full. Pan followed her.
"Hey Bra! What cha doin'?" Pan asked as she jumped into the kitchen after her friend. Bra opened the fridge and reached for the bottle of Sprite.
"Just getting another drink. Do you want anything?"
Pan shook her head. "Na. I've just had a mega breakfast at home. Grandma Chi-Chi insisted on a third course." Bra and Pan laughed.
"Isn't that was Goku used to have every morning?" Bra asked, still laughing. Pan sobered up instantly and Bra noticed her mistake. "Sorry Pan." She said with a gasp. "I didn't mean to bring back the bad memories-"
"It's alright Bra." Pan assured her friend. "That was one of the good, and funny, memories. I want to remember things like that." Pan smiled and sat down at the table. Bra came over to sit beside her.
"So how's everything going between my brother and you?" She asked, hoping to start a new conversation.
Pan sighed and smiled. "Couldn't be better," she said with a stupid grin on her face. Bra shook her head at her friend.
"If this relationship continues you'll probably end up getting married." Bra and Pan laughed loudly together. Just like old times. Bra thought. Nothing to worry about.
"One step at a time Bra!" Pan said as Bulma came in the back door. Arms full of plates from Vegeta's breakfast.
"Hey mom!" Bra called.
"Hey Bulma!" Pan joined in. Bulma lifted the dishes into the sink and started the tap running.
"Hi you two!" Bulma said happily as she walked over to the table to join them. She turned to Pan. "I hope my son is looking after you properly." Bulma said sternly and loud enough for Trunks to hear. He came running through at top speed; nearly knocking over everyone in the process.
"Yes Bulma. He's being quite the perfect gentleman." Pan said. She smiled as Trunks fussed around her. "But I think he could do with a senzu bean or something for all them bruises."
Bulma laughed. "Yes. I think your father went a bit overboard with the training, didn't he?" Trunks nodded. Bulma stood and went to get a senzu bean from a cupboard. "This is why we always keep spare," Bulma, said; she threw one across the room and Trunks caught it. He stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it. When he swallowed all the cuts, bruises and scrapes disappeared instantaneously.
"No more tattoo." Trunks joked. Bulma stared questioningly at her son. He shook his head, dismissing his earlier statement. Bulma closed the cupboard and headed out of the room; a few seconds later she popped her head around the doorframe.
"You guys wouldn't mind going over to see Marron later, would you?" They shook their heads. "Ok. Could you pick up something from her mother for me then?" Bra sighed but then agreed. Bulma left the three demi-saiyans alone. Bra sat at the table whilst Trunks and Pan talked. She sat and looked through at Goten. Not taking her eyes off him for one second. Did that dream mean something? She asked herself. And if it did, what was it trying to say?
Ok. Please review. I've been extremly nice, - or at least I think I have - since I have updated twice in one day, and would appreciate the reviews to keep me going.
Seeyaz next time.
Pan-Chan
Disclaimers: Same as the first chapter; i don't own DB/Z/GT or the song "There You'll Be".
There You'll Be
Chapter 2
…"Bra! Are you getting up today?!" An angry, but at the same time happy, voice travelled through the door. Bra sat up quickly. She rubbed at her eyes and looked at her clock: 10:30am it read. Bra groaned and put a pillow over her head. What a weird dream. Bra thought to herself. Is it trying to tell me something?
Suddenly the sheets flew off her bed and left her freezing. She squealed and sat up at lightening speed. Her mother, Bulma, stood at the end of her bed. Laughing quietly to herself.
"Come on sleeping beauty." Bulma said as she walked out of the door. "Come and see the land of the living." Bulma walked out of the room and closed the door. Bra knew she would not get anymore sleep and she was kind of hungry. She grabbed her dressing gown from the back of the door and threw it on. She opened the door and went downstairs.
The smell of freshly cooked bread, bacon, cereals of numerous kinds and smoke welcomed her. Smoke? She thought. Then she saw Trunks coming in the back door. His jacket was now in shreds and his top was not in much better condition. His training trousers were ripped at the knees and he had several bruises on his arms and face. He slumped down at the table and put his head to rest in his arms. Bulma came over and placed some food and a drink in front of her son and then went back to doing the rest of the breakfast.
"Vegeta!!" Bulma screamed out the back door.
"What do you want woman?" Came the angry tone of Bra's father. "I'm training!" Bra shook her head at her father's stubbornness and sat at the table. Bulma went outside to talk to Vegeta just as Goten came into the kitchen.
"I smell food." Goten said as he pulled up a chair and sat next to Trunks. There was a faint sound of laughter from Trunks at his friend, but soon it was a yelp of pain as Goten bumped into his swollen arm. "Whoops! Sorry man." He began to dig into his meal as soon as it hit the table.
"No good-morning?" Bulma asked as Goten slurped at his cereal. He gulped down a mouthful and put down his spoon.
"Morning, " he said. Then he picked up his spoon and started eating again. Bulma and Bra shook their heads at the same time. After they finished eating, the three demi-saiyans went through to watch T.V.
The doorbell rang and Trunks jumped up and ran at top speed towards the hallway. Bra looked around at the sudden blast of wind he caused.
"What's he in a rush for? It's only the door." Bra asked Goten.
"My niece is coming round today," Goten answered before staring at the T.V. again. Bra sighed. Ever since Trunks and Pan got together they were inseparable. They went everywhere together.
"Didn't he just see her yesterday?" Bra asked. Goten nodded and sighed out loud. "He's completely obsessed." Bra put in as she heard Pan giggling from the hall. The two came back into the living room. Pan was balanced on Trunks' feet and she clung onto his shoulders as he walked them both over to the couch. They both laughed as they tripped up and landed on the soft cushions.
"Hey Bra!" Pan managed to say through the laughter escaping her mouth. Bra smiled at her best friend and brother. Pan sat in Trunks' lap fusing over all the bruises he had acquired while sparring with Vegeta. Trunks sat laughing along with his best friend and new mate. Bra sighed and went back to watching T.V. "Look!" Pan shouted out, disrupting the quiet atmosphere again. "You can make the star sign of Orion on Trunks' arm." Pan giggled. "It sorta looks like a tattoo." Trunks laughed.
"I don't think my mother would like that too much." Pan nodded. Goten looked up from the T.V. set.
"Hey what happened to being sore?" he looked at Pan poking and prodding at Trunks arm and face. "When I slightly hit your arm at the table you squealed in pain! Now you're acting like it's all painted on." Pan licked her finger and rubbed at one of the bruises. She shook her head.
"Nope. Not paint." She said through giggling as Trunks nibbled her shoulder.
"I think I can go through the pain just to get the company of my mate. Don't you think Goten?" Trunks looked from Goten to Bra suggestively. Bra immediately blushed at what Trunks was implying. She quickly finished the last of her juice and excused herself to get another glass full. Pan followed her.
"Hey Bra! What cha doin'?" Pan asked as she jumped into the kitchen after her friend. Bra opened the fridge and reached for the bottle of Sprite.
"Just getting another drink. Do you want anything?"
Pan shook her head. "Na. I've just had a mega breakfast at home. Grandma Chi-Chi insisted on a third course." Bra and Pan laughed.
"Isn't that was Goku used to have every morning?" Bra asked, still laughing. Pan sobered up instantly and Bra noticed her mistake. "Sorry Pan." She said with a gasp. "I didn't mean to bring back the bad memories-"
"It's alright Bra." Pan assured her friend. "That was one of the good, and funny, memories. I want to remember things like that." Pan smiled and sat down at the table. Bra came over to sit beside her.
"So how's everything going between my brother and you?" She asked, hoping to start a new conversation.
Pan sighed and smiled. "Couldn't be better," she said with a stupid grin on her face. Bra shook her head at her friend.
"If this relationship continues you'll probably end up getting married." Bra and Pan laughed loudly together. Just like old times. Bra thought. Nothing to worry about.
"One step at a time Bra!" Pan said as Bulma came in the back door. Arms full of plates from Vegeta's breakfast.
"Hey mom!" Bra called.
"Hey Bulma!" Pan joined in. Bulma lifted the dishes into the sink and started the tap running.
"Hi you two!" Bulma said happily as she walked over to the table to join them. She turned to Pan. "I hope my son is looking after you properly." Bulma said sternly and loud enough for Trunks to hear. He came running through at top speed; nearly knocking over everyone in the process.
"Yes Bulma. He's being quite the perfect gentleman." Pan said. She smiled as Trunks fussed around her. "But I think he could do with a senzu bean or something for all them bruises."
Bulma laughed. "Yes. I think your father went a bit overboard with the training, didn't he?" Trunks nodded. Bulma stood and went to get a senzu bean from a cupboard. "This is why we always keep spare," Bulma, said; she threw one across the room and Trunks caught it. He stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it. When he swallowed all the cuts, bruises and scrapes disappeared instantaneously.
"No more tattoo." Trunks joked. Bulma stared questioningly at her son. He shook his head, dismissing his earlier statement. Bulma closed the cupboard and headed out of the room; a few seconds later she popped her head around the doorframe.
"You guys wouldn't mind going over to see Marron later, would you?" They shook their heads. "Ok. Could you pick up something from her mother for me then?" Bra sighed but then agreed. Bulma left the three demi-saiyans alone. Bra sat at the table whilst Trunks and Pan talked. She sat and looked through at Goten. Not taking her eyes off him for one second. Did that dream mean something? She asked herself. And if it did, what was it trying to say?
Ok. Please review. I've been extremly nice, - or at least I think I have - since I have updated twice in one day, and would appreciate the reviews to keep me going.
Seeyaz next time.
Pan-Chan