The Lost Art of Keeping a Secret
--Whiplash--
The two stood about ten yards away from each other in the wasteland they called their fighting ground. Bra could feel the wind whipping through her hair as she closed her eyes. All of her attention would have to be on the task at hand. Flawless execution of technique, proper application of strength, and concentrated utilization of ki-oriented attacks were her goals. She was a well-disciplined fighter and she would impress Goten by showing him just how great a fighter she was.
She took a deep breath and studied her opponent. She was aware of his fighting style up to a certain point, but a lot could change in six years. She'd had a demonstration of what he could do the last time they'd gone out to spar. But for some reason, she didn't believe he had his heart into it. She would have to force him to show her his true power. And in order to do that, she would have to be relentless.
She did a few stretches and when she looked up, she saw that Goten was watching her. "So, are we gonna do this or what?"
Goten smiled sheepishly. "Yeah."
He took his stance and so did Bra. Neither of them had transformed. Bra decided that this would be a strange match to say the least.
Goten jumped straight up into the air and Bra had a hard time locating him due to the rays of the sun. "SOLAR FLARE!" she heard him yell, immediately followed by a bright burst of light.
Bra was blinded and she closed her eyes to help restore her sight. She'd heard of the Solar Flare technique, but she didn't think anyone ever used it anymore. She suddenly felt Goten's energy very close to her. She would just have to fight with her eyes closed until her sight returned. She blocked a series of rapid punches Goten threw at her, then jetted backward and opened her eyes. A bright yellow film still hampered her sight a bit, but she was able to make out Goten's quickly charging figure.
Then he vanished. She could feel him behind her now, but before she could react Goten kicked her up into the air. As soon as Bra stopped herself, Goten was already at her level and started in on her with a combination of punches and kicks. Her sight was finally coming back and she began blocking some of his attacks. She was slowly becoming angrier and angrier at herself for not being prepared for the strikes that got through.
Bra growled and started dodging his assaults instead of blocking. Then when she saw an opening, she kicked him in his side and sent him a couple of feet away. The attack had stunned him a little, so Bra took the opportunity to zoom over to him, clasp her fists together and slam Goten back down to earth with all her might.
Before Goten hit the ground, he phased out of sight and appeared levitating behind Bra. "KAAAAMEEEEHAAAAMEEEE—"
Bra saw this as the perfect chance to test her power. She flew upward and turned toward Goten. "GALIC GUN!!!!" She propelled her ki downward at him.
At the same time, Goten sent his attack up at her. "HAAAAAAAA!!!!!"
The beams collided. The force at which they connected caused the atmosphere around them to become slightly distorted for a moment. If they weren't careful, they just might rip the sky apart. Goten's Kamehameha wave quickly began to overtake Bra's Galic Gun technique. Before his attack made contact she tried to block it. It was no use. The force at which the wave hit knocked Bra unconscious.
--soon--
Bra sat up with a start. The whole incident had been like a nightmare. Not only had she lost to Goten, but she also hadn't showed him what she could really do. During the sparring session Bra had been made a fool of. She clinched her fists and hit the bed. Bed?
She looked around the room she was in. The place smelled like Goten. This was Goten's room. She hadn't been in here before. A single picture on his desk caught her attention. The picture was of her. She remembered it. It was during the summer right after school ended when Pan came up with the money-making scheme of a lifetime in order to convince their parents that they could be responsible adults. Bra had on a very short pink tank-top, short cut-off jean shorts and a pair of pink and black flip- flops. She was soaking wet and was holding the water hose in one hand pointing it straight at the camera. The other hand was on her hip, a half smile was on her face. How did Goten get this picture?
The door opened and Goten stepped in. "Good. You weren't out very long. I knew you'd come around." He walked over and sat next to her. "Are you feeling okay?"
"I'm fine." Bra frowned. "I can't believe I lost," she muttered. She'd put all of her concentration into the fight, yet she couldn't beat him. AND she got knocked out. It was humiliating.
"Don't worry. We'll have a rematch tomorrow," Goten said with a smile. "Besides, I think you did great, considering I cheated."
"What are you talking about?" Bra asked.
"Well, I kinda turned into a Super Saiyan during my Kamehameha," Goten informed her.
Bra squinted her eyes at him. "You fight dirty. I'll have to keep that in mind next time." She punched his arm playfully.
"Owwwwwww," Goten whined. He laughed. "Hey, we'd better get you home. Your mom's probably worried."
Bra stood. "Alright." She didn't really want to go. Even though she lost to him, just being in his presence made her feel stronger than anyone else in the universe. She looked over at the clock on Goten's desk. It was a little after 8:00. She looked at the photo again. "Um, Goten. Where did you get that picture of me?"
"Trunks gave it to me," Goten said slowly. He headed out of the room.
Trunks gave it to him? Why would he do that? Had Goten asked him for it? Or had her brother just felt that Goten should have it?
--End Whiplash--
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--Whiplash--
The two stood about ten yards away from each other in the wasteland they called their fighting ground. Bra could feel the wind whipping through her hair as she closed her eyes. All of her attention would have to be on the task at hand. Flawless execution of technique, proper application of strength, and concentrated utilization of ki-oriented attacks were her goals. She was a well-disciplined fighter and she would impress Goten by showing him just how great a fighter she was.
She took a deep breath and studied her opponent. She was aware of his fighting style up to a certain point, but a lot could change in six years. She'd had a demonstration of what he could do the last time they'd gone out to spar. But for some reason, she didn't believe he had his heart into it. She would have to force him to show her his true power. And in order to do that, she would have to be relentless.
She did a few stretches and when she looked up, she saw that Goten was watching her. "So, are we gonna do this or what?"
Goten smiled sheepishly. "Yeah."
He took his stance and so did Bra. Neither of them had transformed. Bra decided that this would be a strange match to say the least.
Goten jumped straight up into the air and Bra had a hard time locating him due to the rays of the sun. "SOLAR FLARE!" she heard him yell, immediately followed by a bright burst of light.
Bra was blinded and she closed her eyes to help restore her sight. She'd heard of the Solar Flare technique, but she didn't think anyone ever used it anymore. She suddenly felt Goten's energy very close to her. She would just have to fight with her eyes closed until her sight returned. She blocked a series of rapid punches Goten threw at her, then jetted backward and opened her eyes. A bright yellow film still hampered her sight a bit, but she was able to make out Goten's quickly charging figure.
Then he vanished. She could feel him behind her now, but before she could react Goten kicked her up into the air. As soon as Bra stopped herself, Goten was already at her level and started in on her with a combination of punches and kicks. Her sight was finally coming back and she began blocking some of his attacks. She was slowly becoming angrier and angrier at herself for not being prepared for the strikes that got through.
Bra growled and started dodging his assaults instead of blocking. Then when she saw an opening, she kicked him in his side and sent him a couple of feet away. The attack had stunned him a little, so Bra took the opportunity to zoom over to him, clasp her fists together and slam Goten back down to earth with all her might.
Before Goten hit the ground, he phased out of sight and appeared levitating behind Bra. "KAAAAMEEEEHAAAAMEEEE—"
Bra saw this as the perfect chance to test her power. She flew upward and turned toward Goten. "GALIC GUN!!!!" She propelled her ki downward at him.
At the same time, Goten sent his attack up at her. "HAAAAAAAA!!!!!"
The beams collided. The force at which they connected caused the atmosphere around them to become slightly distorted for a moment. If they weren't careful, they just might rip the sky apart. Goten's Kamehameha wave quickly began to overtake Bra's Galic Gun technique. Before his attack made contact she tried to block it. It was no use. The force at which the wave hit knocked Bra unconscious.
--soon--
Bra sat up with a start. The whole incident had been like a nightmare. Not only had she lost to Goten, but she also hadn't showed him what she could really do. During the sparring session Bra had been made a fool of. She clinched her fists and hit the bed. Bed?
She looked around the room she was in. The place smelled like Goten. This was Goten's room. She hadn't been in here before. A single picture on his desk caught her attention. The picture was of her. She remembered it. It was during the summer right after school ended when Pan came up with the money-making scheme of a lifetime in order to convince their parents that they could be responsible adults. Bra had on a very short pink tank-top, short cut-off jean shorts and a pair of pink and black flip- flops. She was soaking wet and was holding the water hose in one hand pointing it straight at the camera. The other hand was on her hip, a half smile was on her face. How did Goten get this picture?
The door opened and Goten stepped in. "Good. You weren't out very long. I knew you'd come around." He walked over and sat next to her. "Are you feeling okay?"
"I'm fine." Bra frowned. "I can't believe I lost," she muttered. She'd put all of her concentration into the fight, yet she couldn't beat him. AND she got knocked out. It was humiliating.
"Don't worry. We'll have a rematch tomorrow," Goten said with a smile. "Besides, I think you did great, considering I cheated."
"What are you talking about?" Bra asked.
"Well, I kinda turned into a Super Saiyan during my Kamehameha," Goten informed her.
Bra squinted her eyes at him. "You fight dirty. I'll have to keep that in mind next time." She punched his arm playfully.
"Owwwwwww," Goten whined. He laughed. "Hey, we'd better get you home. Your mom's probably worried."
Bra stood. "Alright." She didn't really want to go. Even though she lost to him, just being in his presence made her feel stronger than anyone else in the universe. She looked over at the clock on Goten's desk. It was a little after 8:00. She looked at the photo again. "Um, Goten. Where did you get that picture of me?"
"Trunks gave it to me," Goten said slowly. He headed out of the room.
Trunks gave it to him? Why would he do that? Had Goten asked him for it? Or had her brother just felt that Goten should have it?
--End Whiplash--
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--Once again, this is one of those times when reviews will really help. Let me know what you think. If there's something you think needs work or if there's something you really liked, let me know.
--Thank you all for your past reviews and thank you for taking the time to read this rubbish. Have a fantabulous day!!