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I stepped away from them and waited will they were all comfortable. "Can you do me a favor, and promise me something?" I asked looking away; my fingers were suddenly a lot more interesting. There was a wave of 'of course' 'no problem' and 'we promise' I took in a shaky breath and opened my mouth, but not sound came out. "Are you ok?" Trunks asked, I nodded a bit. "I've been keeping a secret from you guys for awhile, and you probably wouldn't keep any secrets from me if you were in my position. You see, I'm.." I trailed off. "Oh my God, you're pregnant! You weren't kidding when we were in the gravity chamber!" Goten gasped out, I laughed nervously. "No, don't worry, nothing like that." I said and the room lost most of its tension. Not all, most. "I think it would be easier if I could show you." I said, getting up and walking to the bedroom. "Wait here for me." I said and got dressed in The Black Cat's outfit. I stepped out, and they all gasped. I studied each of their faces. They understood, they gasped, and they couldn't find any words. "Surprise.." I said, timidly. They could either accept me, or turn their backs on me now. "Hold fuck.." Uubu muttered. They got up, and walked towards me, I had the strange urge to hide under the covers. I didn't now if they were ok with this, or ok with me hiding this little secret of mine.
I could tell that they were looking for words, I held up my hands, and led them to the couch. "I'm sorry guys, I knew that I should have told you sooner, and yes, I should have told you about me being able to fight too, but I couldn't." I was pushing myself into the couch, trying to sink in and disappear. "Uncle Yamcha and Puar know, and they've helped me a number of times to cover it up." I had so much I wanted to say, but I knew that it would be easier if they could ask me the questions later on. I turned to Trunks. "Sorry, I'm truly sorry, Trunks. I know I've made it difficult, and hard on you." I said, near to tears. He must have sensed this, because he grabbed my hand and nodded. I sat up a little straighter, and out of the couch. Any questions. They couldn't think of any right now, and I was grateful for that. "Can I talk to you in private please?" I looked at the rest of the group, they motioned for me to go. So we got up and headed to the back door.
I knew where we were going, so I lead the way. We went to 'our' spot, and I leaned against a tree. He stepped up to me, and looked at me. He was only a half a foot away and I couldn't help but wonder which way things were going to go now. "Do you know how confused I am?" He said almost laughing, looking up to the sky. "I'm sorry." I said looking up at him, wishing he would tell me just what exactly was going through his mind. He looked down at me, shaking his head. "I'm sorry, I know why you did all of this." He said putting his hands on my waste. "You do?" I asked, and he nodded. "And I'm really sorry, it's because I thought you were two different people, and you saw that I had feelings for 'the both of you'. Am I right?" I could only nod my head a little. "But don't you realize, that no matter who you are, I would always find you, and care about you?" He said amused, pulling me into him. I guess that it did make sense. "I have another little confession." I mumbled against him. He waited for me to continue. I took a deep breath and told him. "When I told you about me almost getting raped by a friend, and being cheated on a couple of times, I dint mean to end what we had. But I didn't say anything, because I guessed that was what you wanted, since you assumed I meant that." I said holding on to him a little tighter. I felt him smirk, and he kissed my forehead. I smiled. I never thought that I would be off this easy.
We eventually sat on the ground; he leaned his back against the tree and pulled me into his lap. "I really don't want to ruin our friendship." He muttered into my hair. I turned around to face him. "I know, I don't either. And what are the chances that we're going to end up together in the end." I said, and I could see him physically wince, but maybe I was just seeing things. I was just being honest. "You want to go back to the way that we were?" He asked holding my hands in his. I was silent for awhile, and nodded my head. We didn't say anything, I just turned around again and we watched the stars. I can be just as much of a hopeless romantic when I want to be. After a few more minutes I got up. "I'm going in." I told him. "I'm sorry." He said. I laughed. "I'm not getting this." I said. "When I went with you, I should have, and could have protected you. But they took you away." He said getting up. I rolled my eyes. "It's ok." I said grabbing his hand and dragging him back to Capsule Corp. He stopped suddenly. I could tell that this was really troubling him. "When I found you, you were beaten up pretty badly. And I can help but feel a little responsible for that." His eyes were pleading with me to forgive him. "It's ok, I'm just grateful that Uncle Yamcha convinced you to take me back here." I said reaching up to give him a kiss. He returned it. "By the way, Brandon's just a friend right?" He asked eyeing me suspiciously. Jokingly, I punched his arm and walked in.
When we walked into the living room everyone had out a bunch of junk food, and were all eating and talking. I took of my mask, and took a seat on the couch. "Everything's all gravy now, so any questions?" I asked. "Yea! When and how did you learn to fight?!" Goten asked me excited. "I don't know, it's been awhile, but I sort of taught myself, and Uncle Yamcha taught me a little." I said trying to make him sit down. "Why?" Pan asked handing me a pop tart; damn they knew me so well. I laughed to myself at this thought. "Want to know the truth?" I asked them. "Is it something that'll make us feel sorry or stupid?" Uubu asked only half joking. "Yea, it's because I was tired of hearing you guys talk about fighting, and being the only one that couldn't do a damn thing. And seeing you guys spar taught me a few things." I said looking around. They were looking around the room trying to find a place where their gaze felt comfortable. "It's ok, in fact, I would like to thank you!" I said looking strait at them.
We all joked around and talked about things a little easier after all of that. I don't know how it happened but Bra wanted me to spar with her in the gravity room. So everyone watched as I took down Bra. They were all very amaze d at how well I've been doing. I had to admit, it felt really good to be able to tell someone other than Uncle Yamcha. Bra was a really tough fighter, but I won! It was great! Everyone wanted to go against me, to test my limits, but was too tired, and promised to spar with them some other time. When we went to the kitchen Uncle Yamcha and Puar were already there. They looked up; their mouths open slightly. "Oh hello.." Uncle Yamcha started off slowly. Puar floated to me and gave me a questioning look. I laughed at them. "It' ok guys, I told them. Which reminds me, I have to change into something else." I said before leaving.
When I came back they were all bugging Uncle Yamcha and Puar with questions of what had happened to me. I stayed behind the wall, until they were done, so that I wouldn't have to answer any questions. Yes, I'm aware that I can be very evil at times. When they got quiet I walked out in my pajamas and took a seat next to Uncle Yamcha and Trunk. "We answered most of their questions." Puar told me, giving me a look that told me that I was going to owe her. I nodded and let her sit in my lap. Everyone took turns asking me questions, when Pan asked one that never occurred to me before. "Do your parents know?" She asked. I had a million thoughts going through my head, surely they've seen me on TV before, and the chances of them recognizing are pretty good. Why haven't they called? "I don't know." I said looking at Uncle Yamcha, hoping that he would answer the question. He just shrugged his shoulders.
We eventually got tired, and went to bed; I was once again in Trunks' arms. I thought about what I said earlier, outside. About how we probably wouldn't end up together. The truth was, I had a feeling we would but that wouldn't be for awhile. I sniggled closer to him and breathed in his natural scent. It took almost all of my will power to keep myself from pouncing on him and covering him with butterfly kisses, and leaving teeth marks all over him. 'Good thoughts in; bad thoughts out' I repeated in my head, before falling asleep.
I stepped away from them and waited will they were all comfortable. "Can you do me a favor, and promise me something?" I asked looking away; my fingers were suddenly a lot more interesting. There was a wave of 'of course' 'no problem' and 'we promise' I took in a shaky breath and opened my mouth, but not sound came out. "Are you ok?" Trunks asked, I nodded a bit. "I've been keeping a secret from you guys for awhile, and you probably wouldn't keep any secrets from me if you were in my position. You see, I'm.." I trailed off. "Oh my God, you're pregnant! You weren't kidding when we were in the gravity chamber!" Goten gasped out, I laughed nervously. "No, don't worry, nothing like that." I said and the room lost most of its tension. Not all, most. "I think it would be easier if I could show you." I said, getting up and walking to the bedroom. "Wait here for me." I said and got dressed in The Black Cat's outfit. I stepped out, and they all gasped. I studied each of their faces. They understood, they gasped, and they couldn't find any words. "Surprise.." I said, timidly. They could either accept me, or turn their backs on me now. "Hold fuck.." Uubu muttered. They got up, and walked towards me, I had the strange urge to hide under the covers. I didn't now if they were ok with this, or ok with me hiding this little secret of mine.
I could tell that they were looking for words, I held up my hands, and led them to the couch. "I'm sorry guys, I knew that I should have told you sooner, and yes, I should have told you about me being able to fight too, but I couldn't." I was pushing myself into the couch, trying to sink in and disappear. "Uncle Yamcha and Puar know, and they've helped me a number of times to cover it up." I had so much I wanted to say, but I knew that it would be easier if they could ask me the questions later on. I turned to Trunks. "Sorry, I'm truly sorry, Trunks. I know I've made it difficult, and hard on you." I said, near to tears. He must have sensed this, because he grabbed my hand and nodded. I sat up a little straighter, and out of the couch. Any questions. They couldn't think of any right now, and I was grateful for that. "Can I talk to you in private please?" I looked at the rest of the group, they motioned for me to go. So we got up and headed to the back door.
I knew where we were going, so I lead the way. We went to 'our' spot, and I leaned against a tree. He stepped up to me, and looked at me. He was only a half a foot away and I couldn't help but wonder which way things were going to go now. "Do you know how confused I am?" He said almost laughing, looking up to the sky. "I'm sorry." I said looking up at him, wishing he would tell me just what exactly was going through his mind. He looked down at me, shaking his head. "I'm sorry, I know why you did all of this." He said putting his hands on my waste. "You do?" I asked, and he nodded. "And I'm really sorry, it's because I thought you were two different people, and you saw that I had feelings for 'the both of you'. Am I right?" I could only nod my head a little. "But don't you realize, that no matter who you are, I would always find you, and care about you?" He said amused, pulling me into him. I guess that it did make sense. "I have another little confession." I mumbled against him. He waited for me to continue. I took a deep breath and told him. "When I told you about me almost getting raped by a friend, and being cheated on a couple of times, I dint mean to end what we had. But I didn't say anything, because I guessed that was what you wanted, since you assumed I meant that." I said holding on to him a little tighter. I felt him smirk, and he kissed my forehead. I smiled. I never thought that I would be off this easy.
We eventually sat on the ground; he leaned his back against the tree and pulled me into his lap. "I really don't want to ruin our friendship." He muttered into my hair. I turned around to face him. "I know, I don't either. And what are the chances that we're going to end up together in the end." I said, and I could see him physically wince, but maybe I was just seeing things. I was just being honest. "You want to go back to the way that we were?" He asked holding my hands in his. I was silent for awhile, and nodded my head. We didn't say anything, I just turned around again and we watched the stars. I can be just as much of a hopeless romantic when I want to be. After a few more minutes I got up. "I'm going in." I told him. "I'm sorry." He said. I laughed. "I'm not getting this." I said. "When I went with you, I should have, and could have protected you. But they took you away." He said getting up. I rolled my eyes. "It's ok." I said grabbing his hand and dragging him back to Capsule Corp. He stopped suddenly. I could tell that this was really troubling him. "When I found you, you were beaten up pretty badly. And I can help but feel a little responsible for that." His eyes were pleading with me to forgive him. "It's ok, I'm just grateful that Uncle Yamcha convinced you to take me back here." I said reaching up to give him a kiss. He returned it. "By the way, Brandon's just a friend right?" He asked eyeing me suspiciously. Jokingly, I punched his arm and walked in.
When we walked into the living room everyone had out a bunch of junk food, and were all eating and talking. I took of my mask, and took a seat on the couch. "Everything's all gravy now, so any questions?" I asked. "Yea! When and how did you learn to fight?!" Goten asked me excited. "I don't know, it's been awhile, but I sort of taught myself, and Uncle Yamcha taught me a little." I said trying to make him sit down. "Why?" Pan asked handing me a pop tart; damn they knew me so well. I laughed to myself at this thought. "Want to know the truth?" I asked them. "Is it something that'll make us feel sorry or stupid?" Uubu asked only half joking. "Yea, it's because I was tired of hearing you guys talk about fighting, and being the only one that couldn't do a damn thing. And seeing you guys spar taught me a few things." I said looking around. They were looking around the room trying to find a place where their gaze felt comfortable. "It's ok, in fact, I would like to thank you!" I said looking strait at them.
We all joked around and talked about things a little easier after all of that. I don't know how it happened but Bra wanted me to spar with her in the gravity room. So everyone watched as I took down Bra. They were all very amaze d at how well I've been doing. I had to admit, it felt really good to be able to tell someone other than Uncle Yamcha. Bra was a really tough fighter, but I won! It was great! Everyone wanted to go against me, to test my limits, but was too tired, and promised to spar with them some other time. When we went to the kitchen Uncle Yamcha and Puar were already there. They looked up; their mouths open slightly. "Oh hello.." Uncle Yamcha started off slowly. Puar floated to me and gave me a questioning look. I laughed at them. "It' ok guys, I told them. Which reminds me, I have to change into something else." I said before leaving.
When I came back they were all bugging Uncle Yamcha and Puar with questions of what had happened to me. I stayed behind the wall, until they were done, so that I wouldn't have to answer any questions. Yes, I'm aware that I can be very evil at times. When they got quiet I walked out in my pajamas and took a seat next to Uncle Yamcha and Trunk. "We answered most of their questions." Puar told me, giving me a look that told me that I was going to owe her. I nodded and let her sit in my lap. Everyone took turns asking me questions, when Pan asked one that never occurred to me before. "Do your parents know?" She asked. I had a million thoughts going through my head, surely they've seen me on TV before, and the chances of them recognizing are pretty good. Why haven't they called? "I don't know." I said looking at Uncle Yamcha, hoping that he would answer the question. He just shrugged his shoulders.
We eventually got tired, and went to bed; I was once again in Trunks' arms. I thought about what I said earlier, outside. About how we probably wouldn't end up together. The truth was, I had a feeling we would but that wouldn't be for awhile. I sniggled closer to him and breathed in his natural scent. It took almost all of my will power to keep myself from pouncing on him and covering him with butterfly kisses, and leaving teeth marks all over him. 'Good thoughts in; bad thoughts out' I repeated in my head, before falling asleep.
