Ok, I forgot to mention that this story is dedicated to:
Chante-Vegetas-Princess
Sierra-Hello
Verity
Sara
Aimy
And Both Lauras
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Bulma loked relieved to see Bra's happy face pop into the kitchen.
"Hi, Mom." Bra sounded extremely cheerful. ::It must mean that her depression is over:: Bulma thought.
"Hello, Bra. You seem happy."
"Ah ha! I was waiting for you to ask! I met this totally sweet guy today!"
Bulma froze. "Oh...?"
"Ya! His name is Marth. He's really nice! Think I could bring him over tomorrow?"
Bulma's eyes widened. "Marth?"
"Ya. what's wrong, Mom?"
Bulma grabbed the newspaper. The top story was about a teenage boy named Marth. He had moved from a secret city deep in Japan and was apparently a swordsman. Bra peeked over and her jaw dropped.
"Wow! He's famous!"
"Bra...they say to be careful around him. He's very well trained..."
"Well, so am I, Mother!" Bra shouted this in her most annoyed tone. Marth wasn't a murderer. Not even close. He was a cute guy. Bra ran into her room and slammed the door so it echoed. Love never worked out when it was Bra Briefs. First Goten, now her relationship with Marth. She couldn't stand it. Altough it wasn't late, Bra felt tired. Her mind was swimming in thoughts. She tried to compare Goten to Marth. Goten may be stronger, but then again, Marth looked pretty strong. A sly grin spread on her face.
"Well, might as well tell Goten about this." She dialed Goten's number and wondered what to say. Gohan's voice answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Oh, hi Gohan! It's Bra. Could you please get Goten? I really need to talk with him."
"Well, ok...hold on."
Bra waited for a short while until Goten's voice came on.
"Hi, Bra."
"Hello Goten." Bra used her most seductive voice.
"What..did you want to know?"
"Oh, just who you were taking to the school dance."
"Oh..that...um..."
"You do have someone right?" Bra used all her strength to not laugh.
"Well, Marron didn't have anyone to go and I thought you could go with someone else..." Tears burned in Bra's eyes, but she wiped them away.
"Oh, your so right! I was afraid I'd hurt your feeling because I am going with someone else."
Suddenly Goten's voice sounded angry. "Who?!"
"Oh, Marth. He's a new kid in my class and...Goten?" Goten had hung up. Bra slammed the reciever onto the hook and laid onto her bed.
"What's up with Goten?" She decided to take a nap and slipped under her covers.
"Oh well. As long as I have Marth, nothing else matters."
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Marth sighed. It was hard to practice his swordsmanship when his mind was on Bra. He adored her. Her light blue hair and those eyes. he withdrew his sword to its shealth and sat down. He was thirsty. Might as well take a break. He had always been training since he was four years old. It was his father's will, and now that his father was dead, he was looked upon from his family. A great dane walked out and licked Marth's hand.
"Ah, hello Li. How are you?" He stroked Li behind the ears and got up again. Suddenly Li growled viciously and Marth was up against the wall. He looked up to find a boy not much older than him with spikey hair. He looked very angry.
"Who the hell are you?" Marth rubbed his should where he had hit the wall hardest. Goten pressed against him.
"Goten. Goten Son. I heard something about you and Bra."
Marth stopped breathing. Why was he concerned about Bra? "Ya. What's it to you?"
"Nothing much. Just your life." Goten threw Marth onto the ground and Marth drew his sword. It gleamed in the sun.
"That you best, Goten?" Marth was angered that Goten had come into his yard and now wanted to fight. He calmed himself to not waste his strength.
Goten narrowed his eyes and flew at Marth. He punched him in the stomach and muffled a shout as he felt something slice into his arm. He looked at the bloody limb and saw that Marth's sword had made a deep cut into it. The pain hit him like a ton of bricks and he felt dizzy. Things got bloody with Trunks, but Trunks had never tried to slice his arm off! He looked at Marth and noticed the dog standing by him. The dog was snarling at Goten, looking about ready to bite the rest of the arm off. Goten dodged the dog and punched Marth into the tables spread on the lawn. Then he lept over the wall and ran away.
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Bra waited for Marth to arrive at science, the first class they shared together. Just before the tardy bell rang, Marth ran in with a huge cut on his cheek. Bra was frozen in horror. He looked terrible. Everyone stopped talking and looked at the bloody gash. Marth ran over to Bra and looked disappointed.
"Marth! What the hell happened?!"
Marth spoke in a voice just above a whisper. "Ever heard of a guy named Goten Son?"
Bra's mouth dropped. "Ya. He's my friend. Surely he didn't do this!"
Marth closed his eyes. "He came to my house and challenged me. He flung me into a table and I got this." He touched the wound and flinched. Bra looked worried.
"Now, now, class. Calm down." The teacher tried to calm the now talkative class. "Marth I would like to speak with you after class."
"Yes, Ma'am." He laid his backpack down and tried to not think of Goten's face. How it had been so angry. He shuddered at the thought of Bra hanging around Goten. He seemed dangerous. Then again, he had found out last night that he was in the newspaper and everyone thought HE was dangerous! He looked at Bra and smiled, then continued on with science, not really paying attention.
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Pan yawned and heard the bell ring. ::Finally! Now to go get Trunks...:: She grabbed her backpack, which was very heavy, but she's a saiyan for crying out loud, and ran out the door. She met Trunks in the lobby and her carried her to his awesome car. Pan loved everything about Trunks and felt so happy school was over.
"Well, I survived a day of school! I could use a nap though..." Pan winked and grinned evily. Trunks smiled back and drove to the Son house quickly. Gohan, Videl, and ChiChi were gone until Monday, which since it was Friday meant a lot of good things to Trunks & Pan. (Wink, wink) He finally arrived and slipped Pan's backpack onto his shoulder and carried Pan inside. He walked to her room, which he had memorized every inch of it, and laid Pan on her bed.
(Erm...gonna do a small lemon here. So, if u don't like lemons, skip to my next note. Aimers, don't kill me for writing this part!)
Pan examined Trunks. His lavender hair flooded into his faced and he pushed it away with his gentle hands. Pan smiled and Trunks sat next to her. She positioned herself into his lap and kissed him. She closed her eyes and slowly took of his shirt. She felt hers disapear also and she fumbled with his pants. All the time he planted sweet kisses to her face and she loved every one of them. Soon her skirt was gone and so were Trunks' jeans. Pan opened her eyes and saw Trunks smiling. She wrapped her arms around him tight and kissed him, feeling his tongue meet hers.
She laid back and felt Trunks' normal aray of massages. He gently rocked her breast back and forth. Pan moaned at the sensation and held her breath. His touch could work miracles on her. She felt Trunks' hand slowly making its way to her lower stomach. There it stopped and he teased her.
"Young one."
"Shut up, mate."
Pan kissed him for a long time. When they broke the kiss, Pan wanted to be more active. She ran her hands down his back and tried to memorize every muscle. Then she took her hand and suddenly grasped Trunks' manhood. She shook it back and forth and grined evily at the now moaning Trunks. She whispered praises into his ear and he couldn't stop himself. He grabbed Pan's hips and, as slow as he would allow himself, entered her. (This is a lot harder than i thought!)
Pan screamed. She hated the first part, but then she calmed down as she adjusted. It would aslways be awkward to her. Trunks smoothered her with kisses and Pan closed her eyes as she slowly rocked back and forth. It felt ao good. She found herself moaning with Trunks. Then she was on Trunks' chest. She was tired. school and sex didn't mix, as much as she tried. She she whispered, "I love you, Trunks." in Trunks' ear and fell asleep.
(Ok. Hope you people who shouldn't have read that didn't. I'm not writing many more of those...:P)
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Alright! I'm done with it! Woo Hoo! Erm...tomorrow i'm going to sleepover at my friend's house, so i'll try and START writing the next chappie on erm...after Friday is...Saturday! And i do not know when I'll get it out. Bye!
~Saiyan-Angel
Look! Trunks is pulling on Trunks' hair! ~Bulma
Chante-Vegetas-Princess
Sierra-Hello
Verity
Sara
Aimy
And Both Lauras
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Bulma loked relieved to see Bra's happy face pop into the kitchen.
"Hi, Mom." Bra sounded extremely cheerful. ::It must mean that her depression is over:: Bulma thought.
"Hello, Bra. You seem happy."
"Ah ha! I was waiting for you to ask! I met this totally sweet guy today!"
Bulma froze. "Oh...?"
"Ya! His name is Marth. He's really nice! Think I could bring him over tomorrow?"
Bulma's eyes widened. "Marth?"
"Ya. what's wrong, Mom?"
Bulma grabbed the newspaper. The top story was about a teenage boy named Marth. He had moved from a secret city deep in Japan and was apparently a swordsman. Bra peeked over and her jaw dropped.
"Wow! He's famous!"
"Bra...they say to be careful around him. He's very well trained..."
"Well, so am I, Mother!" Bra shouted this in her most annoyed tone. Marth wasn't a murderer. Not even close. He was a cute guy. Bra ran into her room and slammed the door so it echoed. Love never worked out when it was Bra Briefs. First Goten, now her relationship with Marth. She couldn't stand it. Altough it wasn't late, Bra felt tired. Her mind was swimming in thoughts. She tried to compare Goten to Marth. Goten may be stronger, but then again, Marth looked pretty strong. A sly grin spread on her face.
"Well, might as well tell Goten about this." She dialed Goten's number and wondered what to say. Gohan's voice answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Oh, hi Gohan! It's Bra. Could you please get Goten? I really need to talk with him."
"Well, ok...hold on."
Bra waited for a short while until Goten's voice came on.
"Hi, Bra."
"Hello Goten." Bra used her most seductive voice.
"What..did you want to know?"
"Oh, just who you were taking to the school dance."
"Oh..that...um..."
"You do have someone right?" Bra used all her strength to not laugh.
"Well, Marron didn't have anyone to go and I thought you could go with someone else..." Tears burned in Bra's eyes, but she wiped them away.
"Oh, your so right! I was afraid I'd hurt your feeling because I am going with someone else."
Suddenly Goten's voice sounded angry. "Who?!"
"Oh, Marth. He's a new kid in my class and...Goten?" Goten had hung up. Bra slammed the reciever onto the hook and laid onto her bed.
"What's up with Goten?" She decided to take a nap and slipped under her covers.
"Oh well. As long as I have Marth, nothing else matters."
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Marth sighed. It was hard to practice his swordsmanship when his mind was on Bra. He adored her. Her light blue hair and those eyes. he withdrew his sword to its shealth and sat down. He was thirsty. Might as well take a break. He had always been training since he was four years old. It was his father's will, and now that his father was dead, he was looked upon from his family. A great dane walked out and licked Marth's hand.
"Ah, hello Li. How are you?" He stroked Li behind the ears and got up again. Suddenly Li growled viciously and Marth was up against the wall. He looked up to find a boy not much older than him with spikey hair. He looked very angry.
"Who the hell are you?" Marth rubbed his should where he had hit the wall hardest. Goten pressed against him.
"Goten. Goten Son. I heard something about you and Bra."
Marth stopped breathing. Why was he concerned about Bra? "Ya. What's it to you?"
"Nothing much. Just your life." Goten threw Marth onto the ground and Marth drew his sword. It gleamed in the sun.
"That you best, Goten?" Marth was angered that Goten had come into his yard and now wanted to fight. He calmed himself to not waste his strength.
Goten narrowed his eyes and flew at Marth. He punched him in the stomach and muffled a shout as he felt something slice into his arm. He looked at the bloody limb and saw that Marth's sword had made a deep cut into it. The pain hit him like a ton of bricks and he felt dizzy. Things got bloody with Trunks, but Trunks had never tried to slice his arm off! He looked at Marth and noticed the dog standing by him. The dog was snarling at Goten, looking about ready to bite the rest of the arm off. Goten dodged the dog and punched Marth into the tables spread on the lawn. Then he lept over the wall and ran away.
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Bra waited for Marth to arrive at science, the first class they shared together. Just before the tardy bell rang, Marth ran in with a huge cut on his cheek. Bra was frozen in horror. He looked terrible. Everyone stopped talking and looked at the bloody gash. Marth ran over to Bra and looked disappointed.
"Marth! What the hell happened?!"
Marth spoke in a voice just above a whisper. "Ever heard of a guy named Goten Son?"
Bra's mouth dropped. "Ya. He's my friend. Surely he didn't do this!"
Marth closed his eyes. "He came to my house and challenged me. He flung me into a table and I got this." He touched the wound and flinched. Bra looked worried.
"Now, now, class. Calm down." The teacher tried to calm the now talkative class. "Marth I would like to speak with you after class."
"Yes, Ma'am." He laid his backpack down and tried to not think of Goten's face. How it had been so angry. He shuddered at the thought of Bra hanging around Goten. He seemed dangerous. Then again, he had found out last night that he was in the newspaper and everyone thought HE was dangerous! He looked at Bra and smiled, then continued on with science, not really paying attention.
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Pan yawned and heard the bell ring. ::Finally! Now to go get Trunks...:: She grabbed her backpack, which was very heavy, but she's a saiyan for crying out loud, and ran out the door. She met Trunks in the lobby and her carried her to his awesome car. Pan loved everything about Trunks and felt so happy school was over.
"Well, I survived a day of school! I could use a nap though..." Pan winked and grinned evily. Trunks smiled back and drove to the Son house quickly. Gohan, Videl, and ChiChi were gone until Monday, which since it was Friday meant a lot of good things to Trunks & Pan. (Wink, wink) He finally arrived and slipped Pan's backpack onto his shoulder and carried Pan inside. He walked to her room, which he had memorized every inch of it, and laid Pan on her bed.
(Erm...gonna do a small lemon here. So, if u don't like lemons, skip to my next note. Aimers, don't kill me for writing this part!)
Pan examined Trunks. His lavender hair flooded into his faced and he pushed it away with his gentle hands. Pan smiled and Trunks sat next to her. She positioned herself into his lap and kissed him. She closed her eyes and slowly took of his shirt. She felt hers disapear also and she fumbled with his pants. All the time he planted sweet kisses to her face and she loved every one of them. Soon her skirt was gone and so were Trunks' jeans. Pan opened her eyes and saw Trunks smiling. She wrapped her arms around him tight and kissed him, feeling his tongue meet hers.
She laid back and felt Trunks' normal aray of massages. He gently rocked her breast back and forth. Pan moaned at the sensation and held her breath. His touch could work miracles on her. She felt Trunks' hand slowly making its way to her lower stomach. There it stopped and he teased her.
"Young one."
"Shut up, mate."
Pan kissed him for a long time. When they broke the kiss, Pan wanted to be more active. She ran her hands down his back and tried to memorize every muscle. Then she took her hand and suddenly grasped Trunks' manhood. She shook it back and forth and grined evily at the now moaning Trunks. She whispered praises into his ear and he couldn't stop himself. He grabbed Pan's hips and, as slow as he would allow himself, entered her. (This is a lot harder than i thought!)
Pan screamed. She hated the first part, but then she calmed down as she adjusted. It would aslways be awkward to her. Trunks smoothered her with kisses and Pan closed her eyes as she slowly rocked back and forth. It felt ao good. She found herself moaning with Trunks. Then she was on Trunks' chest. She was tired. school and sex didn't mix, as much as she tried. She she whispered, "I love you, Trunks." in Trunks' ear and fell asleep.
(Ok. Hope you people who shouldn't have read that didn't. I'm not writing many more of those...:P)
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Alright! I'm done with it! Woo Hoo! Erm...tomorrow i'm going to sleepover at my friend's house, so i'll try and START writing the next chappie on erm...after Friday is...Saturday! And i do not know when I'll get it out. Bye!
~Saiyan-Angel
Look! Trunks is pulling on Trunks' hair! ~Bulma