DESTINY 39
*ACK! So sorry it took forever to update. FFN hasn't been working on my computer. And I'll try to get to the battle soon.*
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*BRA'S P.O.V*
The two royal pain-in-the-asses left finally. I walk into the royal hall to see my mother standing there, looking worried. But I'm still mad at my mom for this whole arrangement, even if I chose this for the sake of our planet.
"Well, hope you like your soon-to-be son-in-law." I say acidly. "He acts like a real jerk to me when we're alone."
My mom's head snaps up to look at me. Anger flashing in her eyes.
"Don't you dare blame this on me Bra! I'm so worried and tense that I don't need your whining right now!" And with saying that, she stomps off.
This is fucking bull. I have every right to be mad at her and Trunks. But for some reason, the anger is seeping out of me. Because I know, that it was my decision. And I always have wanted someone to blame other than myself. Once again, I prove that I'm a brat: blaming others.
*PAN'S P.O.V*
"You knew? And you never told me they were going out?" Trunks asks me.
"Yes, I knew! But Bra is my best friend and she told me not to tell anyone. So I swore not to!" I exclaim urgently.
"You still should have told me, Pan. I made myself look like a jerk, always interupting them and yelling at Bra."
"When I swear to something, I stick with it. And even if I told you, how would you react?" I ask.
"I would...well...I would be angry-"
"Ah-ha! Told you. Brothers are like that; protective and crap.So don't get angry with me."
"Fine. You're right, I'm wrong. As always." he sighs, smiling.
"Yep, and you better get used to it." I kiss him lightly, then prop myself against my pillow.
"I wonder how married like is going to be." asks Trunks, laying next to me.
"HOPEFULLY, it will be wonderful. If not, I guess I'll have to leave ya." I joke.
"Pan!"
"I'm just kidding. I couldn't leave you if I tried, we're bonded, stupid." I laugh.
"Knock Knock!" It's my dad at the door.
"Come in dad! I shove Trunks off the bed with my feet and a loud 'thump' is heard as he lands.
"Ow, Pan!" He says from the ground.
"Hey guys. Just came in to check on the betrothed." My dad comes in. Glances at Trunks on the ground, and me on the bed, and raise his eyebrows.
"Sir, it's not what it looks like!" Trunks cries.
"I hope not." my dad chuckles.
"It wasn't anything. We were just talking about being married. Like how it's going to be." I tell him.
"Ya. I know what you mean. I thought about it a lot a few hours before my wedding. Well...I mostly thought about what it would be like because I didn't know what it meant...but. I did wonder."
I smile. My dad was so niave.
"Well anyway. Married life has it's good parts and it's bad parts. But, since you guys will be King and Queen some time, it shouldn't be that much of a hard time! The only problems you'll really have is arguements....oh, and Trunks: wives are always right. If you say otherwise..."(he pretend like he's being hanged).
I frown.
"I think I've already got a dose of how that's gonna be." Trunks says stupidly.
"You dope! I won't be like that all the time!" I try to knock him out with a pillow.
"Good luck with the married life, Trunks. Pan is a lot like Chi Chi. Times will be hard." My dad waves goodbye and shuts the door.
"Well Pan. I've gotta get going-meeting." Trunks says hastily to leave.
"Jackass, your meating is tomorrow!"
"Gotta prepare-bye!" and flies out the window.
I smirk. Marriage sounds fun.
*BRA'S P.O.V*
I decide to visit my dad, because I haven't seen him for while and I know he may be mad at me. I knock on his door, but he doesn't say anything. But I sence that he's in there, so I open the door.
He's lying on his bed, back faced towards me. I walk in and sit on the bed.
"Listen daddy. I know you're mad about this. I'm not happy myself, and neither is mom or Trunks. But I had to do what I had to do. But I got to confess to something else.
"For these past few weeks, I have been going out with this really great guy. And I never wanted to tell anyone, because you and Trunks would be mad if you found out. Well, this guy has been nothing but kind to me. He loves me, and I love him. We've wanted to be together for the longest time, and it would've been great if we could have gotten married. There's so much chemistry between us. And I'd just like to say that; because of this new arrangement, it's been hard for me too. I've given him up for someone else and it's so hard to deal with."
I choke back my cries. Silence is heard, for a minute. A very long minute.
"Who was the guy?" he finally speaks up, turning to face me.
"It was Goten." I'm now blinking back tears.
"As I thought it would be." I'm surprised at this. "I've felt your bond with him for a while now. Fatherly instinct."
I look down in shame, for not telling my father about the relationship. He knew all along, so why hide it?
"Why didn't you elope with him?" he asks.
This question completly catches me off guard, and I just stare at him unbelieving.
"I couldn't have stopped you if you did." He now sits up. "And if you had, this whole arranged marriage would never have come up."
My father is so wise and kind to me. I should have come to him for my problems. He motions for me to sit closer to him. I do, and he puts his arm around me.
"I remember, right before getting married to your mother, I disliked her very much. She loathed me, because she was kidnapped off her planet for my own selfish reasons. But out of all the women there, I chose her to be my wife. Of course, she was angry about that. She was forced into marriage too."
"Dad, don't tell me that I'm going to like being with this prince after a while, because I'm not-" But he cuts me off.
"No, I'm not trying to tell you that. I'm trying to tell you that- after a long while of contemplating- that I understand why you agreed to the marriage. Because I was forced into marriage, and I had to agree for the well-being of our planet as well."
"I'm glad you understand that. Because I hate it when you're mad at me." I sigh.
"Mad at you? I don't think I've ever been mad at you. Mostly I've been mad with your mother, Trunks, and often myself. But never you, because you're my little princess. You can do no wrong."
"And Trunks can't?" I giggle.
"Trunks is always screwing up. I'm always worried about him. But I was never worried about you because you are like your mom: headstrong. You're determined to get your way, like your mom. But you are also a lot like me: doing what is right for a cause."
I feel so relieved and protected right now. I really do love my dad. And I fall asleep, feeling that way.
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A/N: Okay. Vegeta was OOC. But I thought it was sweet. I liked this chapter. Hope ya did too!
*ACK! So sorry it took forever to update. FFN hasn't been working on my computer. And I'll try to get to the battle soon.*
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*BRA'S P.O.V*
The two royal pain-in-the-asses left finally. I walk into the royal hall to see my mother standing there, looking worried. But I'm still mad at my mom for this whole arrangement, even if I chose this for the sake of our planet.
"Well, hope you like your soon-to-be son-in-law." I say acidly. "He acts like a real jerk to me when we're alone."
My mom's head snaps up to look at me. Anger flashing in her eyes.
"Don't you dare blame this on me Bra! I'm so worried and tense that I don't need your whining right now!" And with saying that, she stomps off.
This is fucking bull. I have every right to be mad at her and Trunks. But for some reason, the anger is seeping out of me. Because I know, that it was my decision. And I always have wanted someone to blame other than myself. Once again, I prove that I'm a brat: blaming others.
*PAN'S P.O.V*
"You knew? And you never told me they were going out?" Trunks asks me.
"Yes, I knew! But Bra is my best friend and she told me not to tell anyone. So I swore not to!" I exclaim urgently.
"You still should have told me, Pan. I made myself look like a jerk, always interupting them and yelling at Bra."
"When I swear to something, I stick with it. And even if I told you, how would you react?" I ask.
"I would...well...I would be angry-"
"Ah-ha! Told you. Brothers are like that; protective and crap.So don't get angry with me."
"Fine. You're right, I'm wrong. As always." he sighs, smiling.
"Yep, and you better get used to it." I kiss him lightly, then prop myself against my pillow.
"I wonder how married like is going to be." asks Trunks, laying next to me.
"HOPEFULLY, it will be wonderful. If not, I guess I'll have to leave ya." I joke.
"Pan!"
"I'm just kidding. I couldn't leave you if I tried, we're bonded, stupid." I laugh.
"Knock Knock!" It's my dad at the door.
"Come in dad! I shove Trunks off the bed with my feet and a loud 'thump' is heard as he lands.
"Ow, Pan!" He says from the ground.
"Hey guys. Just came in to check on the betrothed." My dad comes in. Glances at Trunks on the ground, and me on the bed, and raise his eyebrows.
"Sir, it's not what it looks like!" Trunks cries.
"I hope not." my dad chuckles.
"It wasn't anything. We were just talking about being married. Like how it's going to be." I tell him.
"Ya. I know what you mean. I thought about it a lot a few hours before my wedding. Well...I mostly thought about what it would be like because I didn't know what it meant...but. I did wonder."
I smile. My dad was so niave.
"Well anyway. Married life has it's good parts and it's bad parts. But, since you guys will be King and Queen some time, it shouldn't be that much of a hard time! The only problems you'll really have is arguements....oh, and Trunks: wives are always right. If you say otherwise..."(he pretend like he's being hanged).
I frown.
"I think I've already got a dose of how that's gonna be." Trunks says stupidly.
"You dope! I won't be like that all the time!" I try to knock him out with a pillow.
"Good luck with the married life, Trunks. Pan is a lot like Chi Chi. Times will be hard." My dad waves goodbye and shuts the door.
"Well Pan. I've gotta get going-meeting." Trunks says hastily to leave.
"Jackass, your meating is tomorrow!"
"Gotta prepare-bye!" and flies out the window.
I smirk. Marriage sounds fun.
*BRA'S P.O.V*
I decide to visit my dad, because I haven't seen him for while and I know he may be mad at me. I knock on his door, but he doesn't say anything. But I sence that he's in there, so I open the door.
He's lying on his bed, back faced towards me. I walk in and sit on the bed.
"Listen daddy. I know you're mad about this. I'm not happy myself, and neither is mom or Trunks. But I had to do what I had to do. But I got to confess to something else.
"For these past few weeks, I have been going out with this really great guy. And I never wanted to tell anyone, because you and Trunks would be mad if you found out. Well, this guy has been nothing but kind to me. He loves me, and I love him. We've wanted to be together for the longest time, and it would've been great if we could have gotten married. There's so much chemistry between us. And I'd just like to say that; because of this new arrangement, it's been hard for me too. I've given him up for someone else and it's so hard to deal with."
I choke back my cries. Silence is heard, for a minute. A very long minute.
"Who was the guy?" he finally speaks up, turning to face me.
"It was Goten." I'm now blinking back tears.
"As I thought it would be." I'm surprised at this. "I've felt your bond with him for a while now. Fatherly instinct."
I look down in shame, for not telling my father about the relationship. He knew all along, so why hide it?
"Why didn't you elope with him?" he asks.
This question completly catches me off guard, and I just stare at him unbelieving.
"I couldn't have stopped you if you did." He now sits up. "And if you had, this whole arranged marriage would never have come up."
My father is so wise and kind to me. I should have come to him for my problems. He motions for me to sit closer to him. I do, and he puts his arm around me.
"I remember, right before getting married to your mother, I disliked her very much. She loathed me, because she was kidnapped off her planet for my own selfish reasons. But out of all the women there, I chose her to be my wife. Of course, she was angry about that. She was forced into marriage too."
"Dad, don't tell me that I'm going to like being with this prince after a while, because I'm not-" But he cuts me off.
"No, I'm not trying to tell you that. I'm trying to tell you that- after a long while of contemplating- that I understand why you agreed to the marriage. Because I was forced into marriage, and I had to agree for the well-being of our planet as well."
"I'm glad you understand that. Because I hate it when you're mad at me." I sigh.
"Mad at you? I don't think I've ever been mad at you. Mostly I've been mad with your mother, Trunks, and often myself. But never you, because you're my little princess. You can do no wrong."
"And Trunks can't?" I giggle.
"Trunks is always screwing up. I'm always worried about him. But I was never worried about you because you are like your mom: headstrong. You're determined to get your way, like your mom. But you are also a lot like me: doing what is right for a cause."
I feel so relieved and protected right now. I really do love my dad. And I fall asleep, feeling that way.
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A/N: Okay. Vegeta was OOC. But I thought it was sweet. I liked this chapter. Hope ya did too!