Told You So
By: Mhealeayah
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball GT.
Author's Notes: Thanks for your reviews. I'm trying to finish this by Sunday, since that's my friend's graduation, the one who this story is dedicated to, and she requested it be done by then. If not, I'm going to try to finish it before I leave for Arizona which is in two weeks. Hope you like it!
"Hey, are you ok Goten?" Bulma asked he slumped into the kitchen chair.
He shook his head.
"What's wrong?"
"He saw Paris," Trunks answered his mother.
"Hey, let's watch a movie! We'll watch comedy," suggested Marron.
"Did I hear you guys say movie?" Bra walked in.
"Yup, wanna watch with us?" Marron invited.
"Sure," Bra followed them into the living room as they picked a movie and all sat around the TV.
"Dude, I thought you were over her?" Trunks whispered, but Bra still heard anyway.
"I am. It's just I'm done with college and everything already and still there's no one. I'm just tired of waiting," Goten sighed.
"Don't worry about it. It'll happen, and it'll be worth it," Trunks turned off the lights in the room.
During the movie Goten looked around and saw Trunks watching the movie intently, Marron was stuffing her mouth with popcorn, while Bra had fallen asleep on Marron's shoulder. He smiled. She always looked cute when she was sleeping. Then he felt a voice inside him say, "Goten, this is her."
Goten shook his head abruptly to forget the voice.
"You ok?" Trunks looked at him weird.
Goten just nodded, and thought, "This is absurd! Something is trying to poison my mind toward this little sixteen year old!"
"Are you sure?" Marron asked.
"Goten, your mom wants you home now," Bulma called out from the kitchen.
Trunks laughed.
"Hey! I'm the only son she has left, and since I was gone, she never wants to lose me again," He explained defensively.
"Sure," Trunks teased, "run you little mama's boy."
"Trunks!" Bulma appeared in the doorway with her arms crossed.
"Who's the mama's boy now?" Goten chuckled, "I'll see you guys later."
"Goten?"
"Yes?" He replied and looked over to a hesitating Bulma.
"I feel like I need to tell you something," She bit her lip and looked to the floor.
"You ok Bulma? This isn't like you at all," He put his hand on her shoulder.
She walked over to the door and he followed.
"Now don't think I'm going crazy, but I think you should know that whatever happened tonight, it was supposed to," She smiled.
"Ok," Goten looked a bit confused.
"Does that make any sense?" She asked.
"Um…not really," Goten stuttered.
"You'll realize soon enough. Take care," She waved as he flew off.
A couple of weeks later…
Everyone had come to Chi Chi's house for a picnic, just like old times.
Goten was fighting daily to keep this thoughts of Bra to stay brotherly, no one knew of his struggle, not even Trunks.
Most of them were downstairs, while Goten, who had woken up late, was still getting ready.
Knock. Knock.
"Come in," Goten hollered.
"Hey," Marron walked in and sat on his bed.
"So…what do you think of Bra-chan now?"
"I think she's…um…nice."
Marron laughed and smiled.
"What?" Goten squawked.
She just smiled even bigger and laughed some more.
"What is your problem?" He yelled.
"I think you like her," Marron teased.
Goten's jaw dropped, "I thought you were over this Marron. She's a little girl!"
Marron smirked, "Do you think I'm stupid? I can tell when you like a girl. You are so obvious!"
Goten pointed his finger right at Marron and shouted, "That is ridiculous! "
"Ooh! Ok, so what about you telling her that you're going to tutor her in algebra, huh? What was that but a romantic proposition?"
"Give me a break!" Goten bellowed, "She's a little girl! Seven years younger than me! I'm not a fool!"
They stared each other down for a couple of minute, until Marron broke the silence with, "I think you're going to marry her."
"You are so clueless!" Goten stormed out of his own room.
"Hey, Goten you wanna spar?" Trunks asked as he saw his best friend walk in.
"Ok, but just to let you know, I haven't trained in so long," He admitted.
"If my dad ever found out, he'll get so mad," Bra laughed.
"You should spar with Bra too, Vegeta's been training her for a while now," Marron implied as she came after him.
"She knows a lot now, more head knowledge though," Pan added.
"Sure," He grinned, and walked outside.
"Spar with my sister first, I want to see how easy it is for you to beat her," Trunks sat down.
"Hey!" Bra made a face.
Goten just laughed.
So the two went at it, and then all of a sudden Bra flew back and landed on her butt.
"I'm sorry!" He flew down to her.
Bra shook her head and knocked him down, "Never apologize during a fight Goten," she smirked and walked away.
"Good enough! I want some action now!" Trunks got up and assumed position.
This is where Goten observed her. She was a good fighter. She prepared him for his spar with Trunks, who had clearly missed their spars, since he was at the moment throwing kicks and punches his way.
Bra, Pan, and Marron were on the sidelines having a conversation of their own, casually looking over to the spar every now and then.
"What's the matter with you Goten? You're distracted," Trunks complained.
"I'm sorry. I told you, I lost my focus" Goten apologized.
"Tomorrow, you are coming over and we're training in the gravity room, you're lucky my dad wasn't here to see this," Trunks disappointedly walked inside.
Goten walked over to the girls and started talking to them.
"Uncle Goten, I'm sorry, but you suck," Pan laughed.
"I agree," Marron shook her head.
"It's ok Niichan Goten, you'll get better again. All you need is practice," She smiled.
"Thanks B-chan. Hey, you did great earlier, though I'm sorry about you landing on your butt and everything," He shrugged.
Bra rolled her eyes, "Please? I told you don't have to apologize, or else I might become my dad and call you a low-class," She laughed.
Goten enjoyed being her presence. She always made everything memorable. Everything they did together ended with laughter. Sometimes when they laughed, they would catch each other's gaze for a brief moment. Goten hated these times, because they would cause him to wonder why she was seven years younger than him.
By: Mhealeayah
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball GT.
Author's Notes: Thanks for your reviews. I'm trying to finish this by Sunday, since that's my friend's graduation, the one who this story is dedicated to, and she requested it be done by then. If not, I'm going to try to finish it before I leave for Arizona which is in two weeks. Hope you like it!
"Hey, are you ok Goten?" Bulma asked he slumped into the kitchen chair.
He shook his head.
"What's wrong?"
"He saw Paris," Trunks answered his mother.
"Hey, let's watch a movie! We'll watch comedy," suggested Marron.
"Did I hear you guys say movie?" Bra walked in.
"Yup, wanna watch with us?" Marron invited.
"Sure," Bra followed them into the living room as they picked a movie and all sat around the TV.
"Dude, I thought you were over her?" Trunks whispered, but Bra still heard anyway.
"I am. It's just I'm done with college and everything already and still there's no one. I'm just tired of waiting," Goten sighed.
"Don't worry about it. It'll happen, and it'll be worth it," Trunks turned off the lights in the room.
During the movie Goten looked around and saw Trunks watching the movie intently, Marron was stuffing her mouth with popcorn, while Bra had fallen asleep on Marron's shoulder. He smiled. She always looked cute when she was sleeping. Then he felt a voice inside him say, "Goten, this is her."
Goten shook his head abruptly to forget the voice.
"You ok?" Trunks looked at him weird.
Goten just nodded, and thought, "This is absurd! Something is trying to poison my mind toward this little sixteen year old!"
"Are you sure?" Marron asked.
"Goten, your mom wants you home now," Bulma called out from the kitchen.
Trunks laughed.
"Hey! I'm the only son she has left, and since I was gone, she never wants to lose me again," He explained defensively.
"Sure," Trunks teased, "run you little mama's boy."
"Trunks!" Bulma appeared in the doorway with her arms crossed.
"Who's the mama's boy now?" Goten chuckled, "I'll see you guys later."
"Goten?"
"Yes?" He replied and looked over to a hesitating Bulma.
"I feel like I need to tell you something," She bit her lip and looked to the floor.
"You ok Bulma? This isn't like you at all," He put his hand on her shoulder.
She walked over to the door and he followed.
"Now don't think I'm going crazy, but I think you should know that whatever happened tonight, it was supposed to," She smiled.
"Ok," Goten looked a bit confused.
"Does that make any sense?" She asked.
"Um…not really," Goten stuttered.
"You'll realize soon enough. Take care," She waved as he flew off.
A couple of weeks later…
Everyone had come to Chi Chi's house for a picnic, just like old times.
Goten was fighting daily to keep this thoughts of Bra to stay brotherly, no one knew of his struggle, not even Trunks.
Most of them were downstairs, while Goten, who had woken up late, was still getting ready.
Knock. Knock.
"Come in," Goten hollered.
"Hey," Marron walked in and sat on his bed.
"So…what do you think of Bra-chan now?"
"I think she's…um…nice."
Marron laughed and smiled.
"What?" Goten squawked.
She just smiled even bigger and laughed some more.
"What is your problem?" He yelled.
"I think you like her," Marron teased.
Goten's jaw dropped, "I thought you were over this Marron. She's a little girl!"
Marron smirked, "Do you think I'm stupid? I can tell when you like a girl. You are so obvious!"
Goten pointed his finger right at Marron and shouted, "That is ridiculous! "
"Ooh! Ok, so what about you telling her that you're going to tutor her in algebra, huh? What was that but a romantic proposition?"
"Give me a break!" Goten bellowed, "She's a little girl! Seven years younger than me! I'm not a fool!"
They stared each other down for a couple of minute, until Marron broke the silence with, "I think you're going to marry her."
"You are so clueless!" Goten stormed out of his own room.
"Hey, Goten you wanna spar?" Trunks asked as he saw his best friend walk in.
"Ok, but just to let you know, I haven't trained in so long," He admitted.
"If my dad ever found out, he'll get so mad," Bra laughed.
"You should spar with Bra too, Vegeta's been training her for a while now," Marron implied as she came after him.
"She knows a lot now, more head knowledge though," Pan added.
"Sure," He grinned, and walked outside.
"Spar with my sister first, I want to see how easy it is for you to beat her," Trunks sat down.
"Hey!" Bra made a face.
Goten just laughed.
So the two went at it, and then all of a sudden Bra flew back and landed on her butt.
"I'm sorry!" He flew down to her.
Bra shook her head and knocked him down, "Never apologize during a fight Goten," she smirked and walked away.
"Good enough! I want some action now!" Trunks got up and assumed position.
This is where Goten observed her. She was a good fighter. She prepared him for his spar with Trunks, who had clearly missed their spars, since he was at the moment throwing kicks and punches his way.
Bra, Pan, and Marron were on the sidelines having a conversation of their own, casually looking over to the spar every now and then.
"What's the matter with you Goten? You're distracted," Trunks complained.
"I'm sorry. I told you, I lost my focus" Goten apologized.
"Tomorrow, you are coming over and we're training in the gravity room, you're lucky my dad wasn't here to see this," Trunks disappointedly walked inside.
Goten walked over to the girls and started talking to them.
"Uncle Goten, I'm sorry, but you suck," Pan laughed.
"I agree," Marron shook her head.
"It's ok Niichan Goten, you'll get better again. All you need is practice," She smiled.
"Thanks B-chan. Hey, you did great earlier, though I'm sorry about you landing on your butt and everything," He shrugged.
Bra rolled her eyes, "Please? I told you don't have to apologize, or else I might become my dad and call you a low-class," She laughed.
Goten enjoyed being her presence. She always made everything memorable. Everything they did together ended with laughter. Sometimes when they laughed, they would catch each other's gaze for a brief moment. Goten hated these times, because they would cause him to wonder why she was seven years younger than him.