Okay chapter three time.  I really have nothing to say right here, so ha!  Just read the story.

AN1: Ah! My Goddess the movie is awesome.  I've watched it so much that I think my DVD is going to get a hole burned in it.

AN2: In this fic, Goten and Bra are the same age (18, just graduated).  Trunks is older, about 21, and Pan is younger, probably about 15.  AU of course.

AN3: Buy Kare Kano (His and Her Circumstances).

AN4:

DISCLAIMER: "Shiroi kata, shiroi iki, anata to kanjiteru wintaa wishu." – Love Hina, Winter Wish

Sweet Dreams: Chapter 3 – Fraternizing

Bra and Britta slowly cleaned up the panties and bras spread across the dorm room, the whole time Britta wondering just what the hell that capsule was.  Every time she asked Bra, Bra would just laugh and tell her to hold on until everything was cleaned up.

"But I want to know!" Britta pestered, "What the HELL was that?"  Bra finally finished sticking the clothing away and sat down on the bed, grabbing her capsule box off of the dresser.  She opened it up and selected one.

"This," Bra said, holding the capsule up, "Is a Capsule Corporation packing capsule.  These tiny little devices are able to take massive things or amounts of things and condense the molecules, making them able to fit inside such a small space."  Bra demonstrated by clicking the top of the capsule.  Britta looked like a kid in a candy shop.  She tried to grab at one, but Bra quickly slapped her hand away.

"Just wait!" Bra said, giggling a bit as the capsule released several books onto the floor.  Britta picked one up.

"Holy shit," She said in awe, "That's GREAT!  Do you have any extra ones?"  Bra nodded and took a random capsule out of the box.  She clicked it open to see if anything was in it.  And she was quite surprised by what popped out.

Pictures of her and Goten, a men's dress shirt, a small bottle of "Curve" cologne, a small silver bracelet, and a few letters were scattered across the floor.  Bra quickly tried to cover up her mistake, but Britta stopped her.

"What's this stuff?" Britta asked innocently, but fully knowing what it was, "I can tell the pictures are of you and Goten, but what's this?"  She held up the shirt and Bra blushed.

"It's one of Goten's shirts," Bra admitted, "I love the way it smells, so I… well… sort of stole it from him."  Britta chuckled and continued to pick up the items.  She picked up the Curve cologne next.

"And I assume this is his, as well?" Britta asked.  Bra just gave a nod and a smile.  "What's up with you two?"

"What do you mean?" Bra asked, "There's nothing up with us."  Britta put on a serious look and started giving back the items.  Bra took them.

"Did you ever have a thing, you two?" Britta asked, "Is he an ex?"  Bra shook her head.

"Nope," Bra said, "We never dated.  We've been best friends since high school, though.  I guess we just never wanted to date each other.  I think somewhere in our minds we thought it'd screw up our friendship."  Britta nodded and smiled.

"Or maybe you were just in denial," She said, grinning.  Bra smiled sheepishly.

"Yeah," Bra said, "I guess that could be, too.  I mean, how can someone not like him?"  Britta laughed.

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"And THAT'S what a capsule is!" Goten finished up, tossing the capsule to Fender.  He clicked the top, and his dresser fell out onto his foot again.

"OW!  GOD DAMMIT!" Fender screamed as he started jumping up and down on one foot.  Goten chuckled.

"You're supposed to throw them to the ground, not hold them!" Goten said, rubbing the back of his head.  Fender fell on his bed.

"Well now you tell me!" Fender said, chuckling through the pain.  Goten sat down next to him, setting his box of capsules on the bed in between them.

"Hey man," Fender said, sitting up, "We have two hotties living right next door to us!  Did you see them?  Damn, they're fiiiiiiiiine!"  Goten chuckled.

"Yeah, I saw them," Goten said, "One of them is my best friend, actually."  Fender's jaw slacked.

"No way!" He exclaimed, "Think you can hook me up?"  Goten narrowed his eyebrows for a second before relaxing his expression.

"Sorry, can't," Goten replied.  Fender looked at him in wonderment. 

"Aw, why not?" Fender said, "Oh, shit sorry man.  I didn't realize she was yours."  Goten smiled a bit.

"She's not," he said, "But I wouldn't mind it if she was."  Fender grinned.

"Which one is it?" he asked, "The brown haired one?"  Goten shook his head.

"No, Bra is my best friend," he said, "She's the one with the turquoise hair."  Fender chuckled.

"So the other one is available?" he asked, raising his eyebrows up and down.  Goten laughed and nodded.

"As much as I know, she is," he replied, "But you need to catch that yourself."  Fender laughed and accidentally hit the capsule box onto the floor.

"Oh crap," Both men said as the box hit the floor, sending capsules everywhere.  Only one opened, though, and what a surprise.  It was Goten's private stuff.

Scattered on the floor, just as it was in Bra's room, were several articles pertaining to Bra.  Among them were pictures of Bra, several notes from her, and a picture frame facing down.  Fender picked up the frame and turned it over.

"Wow," he said, "Are you sure you two weren't together?  You guys look amazing together."  Goten smiled.

"Only in my dreams, man," Goten said, tossing the picture on the bed.  In it, two people, a man and a woman dressed in graduation clothing, sat on a chair together.  Their heads were rested together and their arms were draped around each other.  By looking at the picture, one could mistake them as being together.

Goten slowly packed the stuff up, and Fender apologized several times for opening such a private thing.  He even offered a chance for Goten to punch him in the gut, but Goten just laughed.

"If I do that," Goten said, "You won't have a stomach anymore."  Fender just laughed, thinking Goten was playing the tough guy role.

The two finished unpacking their stuff in silence.

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Bra and Britta walked over next door to Goten's and Fender's room to see what they were doing.  They had realized that lunchtime had long since passed, and both were famished.  They decided to ask the boys if they'd like to come along as well.

Britta started to knock on the door, but Bra just opened it up and walked right in.  Britta shrugged and followed suit.  She walked in and looked at the two boys sitting on the bed, already unpacked and playing videogames.

"Yeah!" Goten shouted, "There's a kill!"  Fender tossed the X-Box controller into the air, letting it fall to the ground.

"Man, remind me to never play Halo with you again!" Fender said, switching off the X-Box.  Then he noticed the two lovely specimens standing at the doorway.

Fender assumed his super-suave role, striding up to the two women.  He took one of their hands in both of his and kissed each.

"Hello there," Fender said, in a strangely fake, deep voice, "How may I be of service to you lovely ladies?"  Both girls laughed and blushed. 

"Well," Bra said, "You can start by letting go of our hands!"  Fender released his grip.  He smiled sheepishly at the two girls.

"Okay, in all seriousness," Fender said, holding his hand out, "My name's Tom.  But people call me Fender.  It doesn't matter what you call me.  What are your names?"

"I'm Britta!" Britta said, shaking Fender's hand, "Nice to meet ya!"  Fender smiled back.

"And I'm Bra," Bra said, "I'm Goten's friend."  Goten winced a bit at the f-word.

"Nice to meet you, Bra," Fender said.  Goten stared up at Bra.

"Whatcha guys need, Bchan?" Goten asked, "Just coming for a visit?"  Bra nodded.

"Yes, that," Bra said, "And because we wanted to know if you two want to go get something to eat with us."  Goten was already at the door with the mention of food.  Bra giggled.

"Come on, what are you waiting for?" Goten asked, anxiously.  Bra just walked up behind him and slipped her arms around his waist.

"You lead the way," Bra said, tightening her grip, and Goten started down the hall.  Britta and Fender glanced at each other.

"I think," Britta started, "We need to hook them up."  Fender laughed.

"I was thinking the same exact thing," He said, "Shall we go?"  Britta nodded, and the two were soon following Bra's and Goten's suit.

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Bra pressed the digits on the payphone slowly, making sure she got the right extension for overseas calls.  With the last number pressed, Bra put the receiver to her ear.  A faint ringing tone was heard, and then someone picked up.  But nothing was said.

"Hi Daddy!" Bra exclaimed.  Bra heard a "hmph," come from the other end.

"Hello," Vegeta said in a gruff voice, "How are you?"  Bra could tell he was struggling with the emotional stuff.

"I'm great, Daddy," Bra said, "Is Okaasan around?"  Vegeta hmphed again, and the phone was soon passed to Bulma.

"Hello?" Bulma's voice asked the caller.  Bra giggled a bit as she heard her mother yell at Vegeta to stop standing so near her.  Bra thought she heard a "hurry so I can talk to my daughter," but she wasn't sure.

"Hi Okaasan!" Bra said, "How are you?"

"Oh Bra!" Bulma said, "I'm good.  How's college life?"  Bra chuckled.

"Well," Bra started, "I've only been here for a couple hours, but it's been great so far!"

"That's good," Bulma said, "So what are you calling for?"  Bra subconsciously twirled the phone cord around her finger.

"Well, I need you to look up beach houses for me," Bra said.  Bulma laughed.

"Already hate the dorms, I see," She said, "Okay, I'll do it in a second."  Bra sighed.

"I don't hate the dorms," Bra said, "It's just Goten and I want to live with each other."  Bulma's eyes almost bugged out of her head.

"You want to live together!" Bulma exclaimed, "Wh—what?!"  Bra laughed.

"No, okaasan," she started, "We just feel more comfortable around each other, you know?"  Bulma calmed down.

"So," She said, "You two are finally getting together, huh?  I was wondering when this was going to happen."  Bra shook her head, then realized her mother couldn't see her.

"No, okaasan," Bra said, "It's not like that.  We're just friends."  Bulma sighed.

"Have you told him how you feel yet?" She asked.  Bra was silent.  "Well?"

"No.  I probably won't, either," Bra replied, sullen.  Bulma once again sighed.

"You might want to, soon," Bulma said, "Or else he may find someone else."  Bra smiled.

"Yes, I know," Bra said, "Now how about those beach houses?"  Bulma gave Bra the hold on while she tapped away at her computer.

"It says here there aren't any vacancies," Bulma said, "But there's an opening for one in a month.  Can you two wait till then?"

"Of course we can, okaasan," Bra said, "Arigato."  Bulma chuckled.

"It's nothing my dear," Bulma said, "Just make yourself happy."  Bra giggled.

"I'll try." She replied.

"Here's your father," Bulma said, "Love you."   Bra said her "I love yous" to her mother, and the phone was soon passed to her father.

"Iloveyou," was quickly said by Vegeta, and a second was allowed for Bra to respond.

"I love you too, Daddy," Bra said, giggling a bit.  One last hmph was heard before the click of the receiver.

Goten then stepped into the room, startling Bra.

Oh no, did he hear me talking about him? Bra asked herself.  But she decided that he didn't by his cheerful expression.

"How'd it go?" Goten asked, "Got a house?"  Bra shook her head.

"We have to wait a month," Bra said.  Goten nodded.

"I guess that's fine," Goten said.  Goten slipped his arm around Bra's shoulders and she blushed.  "I'm gonna go get something to eat, wanna come?"

"Goten," Bra said, "We just ate."  Goten rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.

"I know," Goten said, "But I'm still hungry."  Bra laughed and walked out the door.  Goten closely, maybe too closely, followed suit.

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Bra and Britta put the finishing touches on their makeup before giving themselves the last check in the mirror.  It was the first party of the college semester, so they had to make a good first impression.  And both looked exceptionally beautiful.

A knock was heard on their door, and Britta opened it up to find Fender and Goten standing their, looking good.  She gave both of them the once over before letting them in with a grin.

"Lookin' fine, boys!" Bra said, glancing up from her computer as the two walked in, "What are you two looking so hot for?"  The question was more directed towards Goten, but he didn't notice.

"Well," Fender said slyly, "We're here to pick up some cute ladies, and I only see the two most beautiful ones right here!"  Goten jabbed Fender in the ribs before laughing.

"You never stop," Goten said, "Always gotta make the ladies swoon!"  Fender grinned.

"You two almost ready to go?" Goten asked.  Bra nodded and got up from her laptop.

"Yeah," Britta started, "where's this party at?"  Goten glanced at Fender because he didn't know.  Fender replied.

"It's at the Phi Gamma Delta frat house," He said, "On the south side of campus."  The girls nodded and started out the door.  The boys stayed back.

"What are you waiting for?" Bra asked.  Goten chuckled.

"We have to wait for our alcohol to get here," He said, "Can't go unprepared."  Fender nodded and grinned.  The girls looked at each other and smiled themselves.  They unzipped their bags and pulled out two bottles of Bacardi Rum.

"You're right!" They both said in unison.

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The party was definitely going strong when the four arrived.  They walked up to the front of the frat house to find several members of the house standing guard to the front door.  Two very large men stepped in the way.

"Okay, girls, you're allowed in, "The first large male said, "But you two guys, there's a price."  Goten looked at the two strongmen, knowing he could easily take them out with a simple punch, but he decided to play along.

"What kind of a price?" Goten asked.  The two looked at Goten.

"Arm wrestling," they said in unison.  Goten mentally laughed.

"Okay, no problem," Goten said, sitting down at the table they had set up, "Let's go."  The second strongman laughed.

"Someone's eager to lose!" he said, sitting down at the table.  The two clasped their hands together and set the elbows on the table.  Bra and Britta watched from the doorway.

"Watch this, Britta," Bra whispered, a little grin on her face.  Britta glanced from Bra to Goten.

The first strongman held the two fists together before yelling a "GO!" to signal the start of the arm wrestling match.  And as quickly as it had begun, it was over.

Goten slammed the man's fist through the table.  The strongman yelped in pain as he pulled his hand from the hole in the table.  Everyone around them started in disbelief.  Bra just grinned.

"Hooooooly shit!" Fender chimed in, "You're an animal!"  Goten just grinned and got up.

"Have I been admitted?"  Goten asked, brushing his hands off.  The frat guys just nodded and let Goten pass to stand with the two girls.  Now it was Fender's turn.

Fender psyched himself up, thinking that if Goten did such a number on the man that he would be able to, as well.  He sat down and quickly put his elbow on the table.

Goten grinned, knowing that Fender would not be able to beat the opposing beast of a man.  He was going to help Fender a little bit.

Fender gripped the man's hand, and soon the match was started.  Goten used his telekinesis to push Fender's hand, sending the second man's hand through the same hole Goten had just created.  Fender was now admitted.

"Hoooooooly shit!" Fender said, standing up and staring at his hand, "That's great!"  Bra glanced at Goten, who just gave her a wink.  Bra smiled.

The four walked into the frat party, Fender and Britta in front and Bra and Goten in back.

As they entered, Bra discreetly slipped her hand into Goten's and gripped it.  She smiled up at Goten, who just gripped her hand back.  Bra hoped that Goten noticed the silver bracelet on her wrist.  The same one that he gave her for graduation.

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End Chapter 3

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