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Sinful Glory By NinJinChan
Rated R
Chapter 5
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Dismissing her crush on Yamcha as only childhood fancy, Bra and Conan had been going steady for about three years now, her longest relationship to date.
Tonight was their three year anniversary, exactly three years since Bra had been released from her grounding and had been able to make that call to the man whom the scratchily written number had belonged.
It was also her twenty-first birthday, legalizing the consumption of alcoholic beverages for the blue-haired beauty.
So, here sat the young bombshell, applying on generous amounts of blushing ivory toned base, pressed powder, desert rose blush, deep black mascara and a pale brown eyeliner, all topped off with a shady gray eye shadow and a pale lip gloss.
Three years, after all, was a long time. Most marriages occur after seven months of dating and she had been with her man for almost five times that amount.
Recognizing his ki signature as he stepped out of his rather simple capsule car, Bra applied the finishing touches and smoothed out her low cut dress, then took the stairs two at a time down into the parlor of the Capsule Corporation Compound.
Opening the door just as he was about to ring the bell, Bulma ushered the young man in, calling out a quick "Bra!" to her daughter, signaling that her date was here to pick her up, although Bulma knew her daughter was already aware of that fact.
Bra casually strolled into the front hallway, and grabbing her coat, linked arms with Conan and strolled out under the peaceful night sky towards his ride.
Conan, the ever present gentleman, opened the door for his date and helped her into the car. Chivalry hadn't died, it seemed.
They drove silently to the restaurant, fingers delicately intertwined amongst the other's. Bra was so far off in her own world she never noticed the anxious demeanor which her driving partner held.
Small, nervous sweat drops rolled down the back of his neck, and he fingered a small box held deep in his pocket, but as soon as they arrived at the restaurant, he quickly wiped off the perspiration and acted as if nothing was bothering him anymore.
Because he had picked a very posh restaurant, valet parking was a must, so after handing his keys to the valet driver, he linked arms once again with his dazzling date and escorted her through the doors.
After confirming his reservation, they were led to a small table in the far corner of the dining area, secluded from all the other tables.
Bra opened her menu and quickly spotted her favorite entree: Grilled Cheese.
Located on the kid's menu, Bra would have felt awkward ordering the meal, except for the faces Conan was making across from her.
He obviously knew little to no French and had no clue what anything listed was. Silently, she pulled his menu down and away from his confused and frustrated face. Gaining his eye contact, she pointed to the Kid's Menu, all written in a language they could both understand, and giggled slightly.
When the waiter came around to take their orders, he was taken aback by the both of them ordering the chef's special grilled cheese. He wrote down their requests and walked off, muttering something about how if they wanted grilled cheese they could have gone to some fast food joint instead of wasting his time, and something about spoiled brat kids.
Thirty minutes later, quite a long time to wait for a simple grilled cheese, found Bra and Conan munching contentedly on their sandwiches, each oblivious to everything except the delicious elastic cheese stretching as it separated from its other parts still stuck between the two toasted slices of bread.
However, despite his seemingly calm exterior, inside, Conan was panicking.
"This isn't how it was supposed to go. We were supposed to have a romantic dinner and then I was going to ask! But no... It had to be in French. I should really have checked up on this restaurant before I made reservations."
Wiping the expensive cloth napkin across her chin and mouth in hopes to remove any offending left-over crumbs, Bra smiled sweetly at him, locking her gaze with his gorgeous jade irises.
Deciding, that although the situation could be better, he might as well do it now while he still had some semblance of courage running through his veins.
Reaching down into his slacks' pocket, he slid out of his seat and onto one knee in front of the reincarnation of Aphrodite before him.
Taking a deep breath, he began.
"Bra, we've been dating for three years now," At this point, soft violin music echoed through the restaurant, leaving a slight trace of its harmonic tune between the young couple and making the mood more correct, more romantic, more fitting. "And, I think, no, I know I love you more than anyone else. You are amazing, the most perfect thing to ever grace the earth with its presence and I would be honored if you would marry me. Will you?" He asked, rushing through it in nervousness, however, to her, it was perfect and she had heard every word with extreme clarity.
Tears of happiness formed at the backs of her eyes, spilling over without check, seeming like crystals dropping from the heaven's only to shatter as they hit the floor. Her manicured hand found its way to her lips, covering them in shock.
All she could do in response was nod.
He slipped the small, delicate ring onto her porcelain digit, watching as it slid on in a flawless fit.
He stood and embraced his newly made fiance, his blessing and kissed her with more passion than he had before.
Today was the best day of his life.
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Humming to herself, twirling gleefully through the halls of Capsule Corporation up to her bedroom that was still located in her parents' home, Bra made her way to bed in bliss.
First thing in the morning, she would call Yamcha and inform him of the good news.
A small smile tugged at her lips as she let sleep overtake her senses and sweep her off to a fantastical wonderland.
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Sinful Glory By NinJinChan
Rated R
Chapter 5
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Dismissing her crush on Yamcha as only childhood fancy, Bra and Conan had been going steady for about three years now, her longest relationship to date.
Tonight was their three year anniversary, exactly three years since Bra had been released from her grounding and had been able to make that call to the man whom the scratchily written number had belonged.
It was also her twenty-first birthday, legalizing the consumption of alcoholic beverages for the blue-haired beauty.
So, here sat the young bombshell, applying on generous amounts of blushing ivory toned base, pressed powder, desert rose blush, deep black mascara and a pale brown eyeliner, all topped off with a shady gray eye shadow and a pale lip gloss.
Three years, after all, was a long time. Most marriages occur after seven months of dating and she had been with her man for almost five times that amount.
Recognizing his ki signature as he stepped out of his rather simple capsule car, Bra applied the finishing touches and smoothed out her low cut dress, then took the stairs two at a time down into the parlor of the Capsule Corporation Compound.
Opening the door just as he was about to ring the bell, Bulma ushered the young man in, calling out a quick "Bra!" to her daughter, signaling that her date was here to pick her up, although Bulma knew her daughter was already aware of that fact.
Bra casually strolled into the front hallway, and grabbing her coat, linked arms with Conan and strolled out under the peaceful night sky towards his ride.
Conan, the ever present gentleman, opened the door for his date and helped her into the car. Chivalry hadn't died, it seemed.
They drove silently to the restaurant, fingers delicately intertwined amongst the other's. Bra was so far off in her own world she never noticed the anxious demeanor which her driving partner held.
Small, nervous sweat drops rolled down the back of his neck, and he fingered a small box held deep in his pocket, but as soon as they arrived at the restaurant, he quickly wiped off the perspiration and acted as if nothing was bothering him anymore.
Because he had picked a very posh restaurant, valet parking was a must, so after handing his keys to the valet driver, he linked arms once again with his dazzling date and escorted her through the doors.
After confirming his reservation, they were led to a small table in the far corner of the dining area, secluded from all the other tables.
Bra opened her menu and quickly spotted her favorite entree: Grilled Cheese.
Located on the kid's menu, Bra would have felt awkward ordering the meal, except for the faces Conan was making across from her.
He obviously knew little to no French and had no clue what anything listed was. Silently, she pulled his menu down and away from his confused and frustrated face. Gaining his eye contact, she pointed to the Kid's Menu, all written in a language they could both understand, and giggled slightly.
When the waiter came around to take their orders, he was taken aback by the both of them ordering the chef's special grilled cheese. He wrote down their requests and walked off, muttering something about how if they wanted grilled cheese they could have gone to some fast food joint instead of wasting his time, and something about spoiled brat kids.
Thirty minutes later, quite a long time to wait for a simple grilled cheese, found Bra and Conan munching contentedly on their sandwiches, each oblivious to everything except the delicious elastic cheese stretching as it separated from its other parts still stuck between the two toasted slices of bread.
However, despite his seemingly calm exterior, inside, Conan was panicking.
"This isn't how it was supposed to go. We were supposed to have a romantic dinner and then I was going to ask! But no... It had to be in French. I should really have checked up on this restaurant before I made reservations."
Wiping the expensive cloth napkin across her chin and mouth in hopes to remove any offending left-over crumbs, Bra smiled sweetly at him, locking her gaze with his gorgeous jade irises.
Deciding, that although the situation could be better, he might as well do it now while he still had some semblance of courage running through his veins.
Reaching down into his slacks' pocket, he slid out of his seat and onto one knee in front of the reincarnation of Aphrodite before him.
Taking a deep breath, he began.
"Bra, we've been dating for three years now," At this point, soft violin music echoed through the restaurant, leaving a slight trace of its harmonic tune between the young couple and making the mood more correct, more romantic, more fitting. "And, I think, no, I know I love you more than anyone else. You are amazing, the most perfect thing to ever grace the earth with its presence and I would be honored if you would marry me. Will you?" He asked, rushing through it in nervousness, however, to her, it was perfect and she had heard every word with extreme clarity.
Tears of happiness formed at the backs of her eyes, spilling over without check, seeming like crystals dropping from the heaven's only to shatter as they hit the floor. Her manicured hand found its way to her lips, covering them in shock.
All she could do in response was nod.
He slipped the small, delicate ring onto her porcelain digit, watching as it slid on in a flawless fit.
He stood and embraced his newly made fiance, his blessing and kissed her with more passion than he had before.
Today was the best day of his life.
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Humming to herself, twirling gleefully through the halls of Capsule Corporation up to her bedroom that was still located in her parents' home, Bra made her way to bed in bliss.
First thing in the morning, she would call Yamcha and inform him of the good news.
A small smile tugged at her lips as she let sleep overtake her senses and sweep her off to a fantastical wonderland.
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