-1Just a High School Dance
DISCLAIMER I don't own Dragon Ball Z wish I did but I don't oh well. Sorry for not posting in awhile. Here is the next chapter!
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Trunks laughed as he said, "No problem, and your first job is to take this package to Bra she's been kind of snappy about this project. And she's been extremely snappy lately." "I got that this morning." Said Goten. "Well I'll see you in a bit if my sister doesn't bite your head off." Grinned Trunks.
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Goten walked out relived he had a job and happy to be able to see Bra again. He knocked on Bra's workshop door.
"Come in!" Goten walked in and shut the door behind him. Bra was sitting at a large table bent over something. His heart softened when he saw strands of her hair fall from the ponytail it was in. Bra looked so perfect there and so beautiful. Wait! What was he thinking? Bra was like his baby sister.
"Damn it." The cussing and the loud crash brought him back.
"Are you ok?" asked Goten rushing over.
Bra was holding her left hand. "Yes I'm fine I just cut myself. What's that?" she asked trying to distract him.
"It's something from Trunks. Now let me see your hand."
"I'm fine it's just a little scratch. Don't worry it happens all the time." Said Bra pulling away.
"I don't believe you now let me see your hand."
"Why don't you believe me? And I would like you to get out." Bra turned around to her work, but she wouldn't show her left hand.
"Well I don't believe you because of that." And he pointed to a random thing on the table. When Bra reached out with her right hand Goten bent over and put his arms around Bra's waist. He then put his head on her shoulder. Goten felt her tense up a little then she relaxed.
"Goten please my hand is fine just go." But something in her said 'Don't let him go. He makes me feel safe and warm.' Oh man, what was she thinking? This was her brother's best friend.
"Bra just let me see your hand." He said soothingly in her ear. Bra reluctantly held out her hand. Bra had a shallow cut across her hand and it was oozing a bit of blood. Goten let go of her and looked at her hand.
"No more working for you. And you should probably stop training for a while. Where's the first aid in here?"
"Don't have first aid in here secondly I'd like to see you tell Vegeta that I can't train." Goten took off his jacket and then ripped off some of his shirt. Then he wrapped Bra's cut with his piece of ripped shirt.
"Thanks. I'm going to get a lot of questions about this at school tomorrow." Bra said looking over the home-made bandage.
"What are you going to tell them?" Goten asked curiously.
"Probably something like a total sweetheart saved me from bleeding to death." They smiled at each other then Bra's cell phone went off.
"Hello?" There was a moments pause and the Bra made a discussed face.
"Look I'll get it done, but you need to stop hitting on me. I don't like you. I think you are a total pig."
Goten frowned then mouthed, 'Who is it?'
"It's just a jerk that works for my brother. And because he works for my brother he thinks he has a shot with me."
Bra went back to the phone, "Luke if my brother knew what you were doing you'd be fired and I'm not just talking about you loosing your job."
Goten took the phone from Bra. "Hey buddy, you'd better leave her the hell alone or I will find you and make your life a living hell until it amuses me to put an end to your sad little life." Then Goten flipped the phone shut. Bra laughed at him.
"What is so funny?"
"You sounded so much like my Dad…" laughed Bra. Goten's response was to roll his eyes.
"If you say so." Goten commented.
"That's ok as long as you don't turn into him." Said Bra. Once again Bra's cell phone went off.
"If it's that Luke gut I'm blowing your phone." Said Goten.
"Hello? Oh hey Maron."
"Oh I'm so sorry I completely forgot. I'll meet you in the lobby in a couple of minutes. Ok, bye." Bra hung up.
"What did you forget?" asked Goten, as Bra picked up the package from Trunks.
"I said I'd go with Maron to find a dress for the end of the year dance. She wants to find the perfect dress since it's the last school dance." Bra scanned the letter that fell from the package. She immediately picked up her phone and dialed Trunk's office number.
"Trunks? What's wrong with it? If there was one perfect thing in this world it is this invention. What do you mean it's too small? It's suppose to be small it's meant to carry in purses and lunch boxes! Don't you tell me to stop yelling. Pardon me Trunks but not all of us can eat, sleep, and breath Capsule Corp like you do! There is this thing called reality you should try to join it sometime." With that Bra slammed her phone shut and slung it onto the table. Now Goten knew why Trunks didn't come down here himself.
"Bra are you going to ok?"
"Yea, I'll be fine. I have to go meet Maron I will see you later Goten." she grabbed her jacket and purse then walked out of the room. Goten stood there for a moment and finally made his way back to Trunk's office.