A/N: Sorry for the long wait, but I hope that this chapter makes up for it because this is officially the longest chapter in the entire story thus far. Honestly, I could have split this into two chapters, because after the introduction, the rest of the first part of chapter has nothing to do with the much longer last half, but I couldn't do that to you guys, since I made a promise to ya'll and didn't want to break it again.
Oh! Unless specified, Bra and Goku will be Super Saiyans the entire time.
Enjoy!
Goku's eyes widened as he just barely managed to catch the small fist within his palm, his muscles staining because of the force of the attack. Determined angry turquoise orbs bore into his, Bra's blonde hair flapping to the side like a window curtain as her blazing golden aura shone brightly.
With a vicious growl, Bra threw her other fist at the older Saiyan's face, only to have him catch it effortlessly, however the raged filled half Saiyan quickly used her knee to finally connect a blow to his exposed stomach. The full Saiyan folded forwards as the female Saiyan hurriedly followed up with a hard three-sixty heel kick to the side of his head, making him jerk to the right. The momentum from the kick carried her into another complete three-sixty kick, catching Goku by surprise when her heel collided with his stomach again. Doubled over, the Saiyan could do nothing as Bra bent her knees into a low crouch, finishing her combo attack with a spinning sweep kick, making Goku slammed onto his back harshly. Still crouching, Bra leaped into the air, aiming to deliver a drop kick to the full Saiyan's chest, however Goku was ready this time as he was able to roll to the side seconds before the attack could touch him. Whipping her head to the right, the half Saiyan's eyes narrowed to slits when she saw that her opponent was nowhere to be seen.
Bra almost jumped out of her skin when she felt the older Saiyan's presence from behind, his hands making a grab for her both wrists, yanking them towards him until he was able to press them tightly against her lower back.
"Are you going to tell me what that was all about?"
"What do you mean? We're here to train right?" Bra said as she struggled to break free.
Goku tightened his hold. "Yeah…I was just hoping that we could talk about the misunderstanding we had earlier on before we started our training."
"Really don't want to now." Bra replied, her aura flaring to life in an attempt to break from his hold, the Saiyan Princess using the rage she felt upon seeing the fear in her future mother's eyes as her chose of weapon.
I have to get stronger!
There was a brief pause before Goku asked, "Do you hate me?"
She shrugged thoughtlessly. I can't let what happened in my reality happen to this one!
Goku's heart twisted with hurt, his hold loosening and that's just what the half Saiyan wanted. With a sly smirk, Bra let loose a kiai that shattered his hold on her. Goku now wore a stunned look and when the Princess turned and took note of it, she felt guilty immediately.
"But-but why? Will you let me explain-"
Her hair flickering back to its natural color, Bra sighed. "It's fine."
Goku watched the female Saiyan with confused turquoise eyes as she made her way towards him, only stopping once she was in front of him, her head tilting back as a frown crept onto her lips, her eyes locking with his. "Now let's do what we came here to do."
She then punched him, hard, on the nose, sending him flying across the air. She grinned when Goku returned, his nose busted and leaking blood.
"Hey, that wasn't very nice!" He whined, pressing his palm against his nose, to stop the bleeding.
Bra laughed nastily as she took off, motivated to grow stronger by the end of her time here.
Icy Blues
With a mighty roar, a large man decked out in a brown and white martial arts outfit, lifted his opponent above his black afro shaped hair and slammed him down roughly on the ring mat with a heavy suplex, causing him to groan in pain. Stepping back a few feet from the floored man, the afro haired man shouted excitedly at the crowd, posing victoriously with two fingers held up into the air.
The afro haired man glanced down at his opponent with disgust, the defeated man's orange-brown mane flopping down his face as he struggled to stand, the referee's countdown nearly to ten when he finally was able to make it onto his feet.
"Annnd Spopovich is up again! But from the looks of it, not for long as he's clearly much too tired to go another bout with the world champ, Mr. Satan!"
The champion of the world must have said something that caused Spopovich's blood to boil because the next thing the rambunctious crowd knew, he was rushing towards Hercule, determinate to spear him outside of the ring to win the match. Too bad this is exactly what the champ expected to happen because as soon as his foe was within reaching distance, he grabbed one of his spread-out arms and with a powerful swing, threw him over his shoulder and out of the ring, thus retaining the world championship title. The crazed fans of Hercule exploded with excitement, clearly delighted that their favorite martial artist had won yet again.
The chant of his name began to falter as the announcer walked up to Hercule's towering form, with the microphone in hand.
"So once again you have managed to retain your world championship title! How do you feel right now?"
Hercule just had to raise his fist into the air to get the crowd to exploded again with chants of his name and well, even the announcer had to roll his eyes, but mentally of course as he couldn't embarrass himself on a worldwide television broadcast.
"What can I say? I feel amazing Trevor!"
"You did do amazingly out there in the ring! So champ, do you mind answer why did you accepted Spopovich's challenge for your world title? The belt is usually only defended at the World Martial Arts Tournament, which takes place every three years." he asked, pushing the microphone to Hercule's lips.
"Well I might be an extremely busy man, but I do pay attention to other fighters!" Hercule said, letting loose a bellowing laugh that nearly blew poor Trevor's eardrums. "I've been following Spopovich for a while now and have noticed his improvement from amateur to a pro in the ring. He is second place to me on the top ten list of greatest Martial Arts fighters; So when he challenged me, I was like why not? I thought he truly deserved a chance!"
"Imagine my surprise when in the ring, I realized I had made a mistake. He fought like an amateur against me and if I had a say in it, I would knock the loser out of the top ten! Wild Tiger and Killa gave me a better and more memorable fight than him and that's saying a lot since the both of them aren't even on the top ten!"
The rowdy crowd erupted into howling 'boos' when Spopovich finally regained consciousness and was now getting tended to by the ring doctors to make sure he was in stable condition to walk alone out of the stadium.
"So champ, do you have any parting words for Spopovich? Perhaps some advice?" Trevor asked.
"Not much, just for him to stop slacking and be more serious in his training! I don't know what the heck happened during our battle! He did a hell of a lot better again his opponents a few months back, so I expected nothing less. I'm willing to bet that he became over confidant prior to our match and neglected his training, which was a foolish move!
Trevor nodded, before asking the question he and Hercule's fans are dying to know. "What do you think of Cell? Are you going to participate in his tournament? The monster did say that he would destroy the world if all contenders lost and who better to challenge him but the world champion himself!"
"Of course I am! There is no way I would let my fans down!"
"I have to ask, how do you plan to go toe to toe against an opponent that apparently could shoot light beams and lasers front his hands? He could also fly!"
Hercule laughed. "And you actually believe that those light beams are real? There is no such thing as any of that nonsense! I'm telling you, it's all mirrors and light shows and only lousy weakling do such things in order to scare their opponents before a match!"
"Wow! It sounds like you really know it all! Do you have anything you want to say to Cell before we end this broadcast?"
The camera zoomed in on the world champion. "Cell, you can stop doing those light tricks because you can't fool me! In five days, you can bet that's I'll be there to challenge you! I wouldn't be surprised if I'm the only one to actually be man enough to show up and take you on! So make sure to do some rigorous training Cell, because I won't be going easy on you! Wahahahaha!"
The camera then turned towards the announcer, so he could give his final words. "Well there you have it folks! You heard it straight from the champ's mouth that he will defeat Cell one on one in five days! Give it up, for Mr. Satan one more time!"
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"Ugh, what an oaf."
Twirling one of her black pigtails while chewing a bubble gum, a pair of bored eyes gazed at the TV that displayed Hercule, who was bolstering arrogantly about his recent win and how he was going to defeat Cell. She highly doubted he could, considering the creature's display of power on the worldwide broadcast only hours ago. Yes, she was a little skeptical herself, but who could explain all the weird things that have been happening these past couple of the days? For example, people don't just strip and leave their clothes on the streets in broad day light! Well, maybe the crazy ones, but she highly doubted that a whole city went insane and now ran around buck-naked, yelling profanity like a mad person. She giggled at the mental image shortly, but then blushing at her silly thoughts.
Pushing her disturbing thoughts from her mind, she swirled around in her reclining chair and glared angrily at the small police radio on her desk, hoping to Kami that some crime can occur to save her from this boredom from hell! Yeah, that sounded bad, but she just wanted something to do and that kinda is something she loves to do. Her best friend, Erasa, was busy today so that was out of the option. There was Sharpner but there was no way she was going to hang out with just him. She knew he had a huge crush on her, but she isn't interested in him…at all. If anything, he should be with Erasa because she definitely likes him a lot, but the big doofus can't seem to get a clue and see that. In her opinion, they are perfect for each other, so yeah, anyways, she wasn't going to put up with "Sharpie" (Erasa's nick-name, not hers) today, not without her other friend in the mix.
"Ahhrrrahhh! I'm so freaking bored! I swear if something doesn't-"
The young girl's blue eyes lit up when the radio came to life.
"Attention all officers, there is currently a robbery and hostage situation happening at the bank on 14th Main Street, the one closest to the Orange Star High School-"
The girl didn't even bother listen to the rest as she jumped into action, slipping on her black and green rollerblades and dashed out of her room, hopped on the nearby banister of one of the large mansion's stairs, proceeding to slide down skillfully. Swinging the double doors open, she skated as quickly as possible towards the crime scene with her game face on.
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Outside Orange Star City, a young boy with wild spiked blonde hair landed on the ground, his right hand clutching a round white device with a green grid in the center. Before his father and Bra entered the Time Chamber, the former had given him the task of searching and collecting all the Dragon Balls, which were once more active thanks to Dende. This he had no trouble in since he was pretty fast and to prove that, he has already gathered five out of seven balls. He had placed them into a brown satchel bag that was slung over one shoulder and touched his hip.
As he walked inside the city and began to follow the path Bulma's radar displayed, his mind wondered, unfortunately, to his father and his relationship with the female Saiyan. To be honest, it's not that he outright disliked Bra. On the contrary he had thought she was awesome years back, when she first arrived three years ago, the day Trunks did also. Her display of power against Frieza's father was a sight to behold, the half Saiyan hurling her sword at him at breakneck speed and blasting him into nothing effortlessly. So yeah, Bra's first impression in his eyes wasn't bad at all.
Then she just had to come to his home and screw up his parents' marriage. Why didn't she go to Bulma's instead? It did make more sense anyways, her being Bulma's daughter and all. To make things worse, the three years that his father was absent caused a heartbreaking fissure that not only destroyed his mother, but also injured the great father and son relationship they had, which is something that he cherished immensely. Lucky, their relationship is on the road to recovery thanks to spending a year together in the Time Chamber and finally got some of the things that they had bottled up for years off their chest. He briefly reminisce on the manner his father uttered the Saiyan Princess' name when he confessed to him that he was very much in love with her, the brightness in his eyes that expressed emotions that he had never seen before. When he told him that he had no romantic feelings for his mother, after that display of emotion, he most definitely believed him. So while he didn't like his dad's decision on actually pursuing the relationship with Bra, he realized during his talk with him that he really had no say in who he wanted to be with; so if Bra Briefs was his choice and that made him happy, then he would have to deal with it whether he liked it or not.
He didn't think he would ever be fond of her though.
"Oh Kami, if they were to get married, then she would be my step-mom!" Gohan said, his face wrinkling in disgust. "Wait, wouldn't that kind of make Bulma my Grandma?"
His mouth twisted into a tiny grin. "As if Bulma wasn't close enough to us…gosh then there's Vegeta!" He gulped fearfully at actually calling the Saiyan Prince Grandpa and receiving a glare followed by a fist rammed into his stomach. He could clearly remember how those felt and now with his Super Saiyan 2 strength, his punches most definitely would hurt a lot more than before.
"Pfft, I bet I could take him." He said, trying to reassure himself, but that failed when the horrid image of his father getting beaten to a pulp by the Prince invaded his mind.
Oddly enough as he tried to shake off the rather vivid image, he found that he just couldn't. In fact, the more he attempted to forcefully thrust the unwanted memories, the more they came back. Gohan shut his eyes tightly as a splitting headache creeped onto him and soon he found himself in place of Vegeta, brutally beating on his helpless dad, who was begging him to stop…
"Gohan...get a hold of yourself...or that power will consume you..."
"What is all this-Arghh!" Gohan gasped as a sharp pain sparked within the back of his head, his eyes widening as a memory flashed before him, causing his grasp on the dragon radar to slip from his fingers.
"Stop…please…"
As both his hands flew to grab a fist full of blonde hair, everything turned white.
"No, I think you should suffer for a little while longer."
Then is all stop, becoming merely a wisp of a memory before it was all locked away and gone, completely forgotten like it never happened. As his sights came back to him, he saw that he was standing in front of a jewelry store with the dragon radar in hand, pulsing lightly. Instead of trying to recall just how he had gotten where he was, he chose to solve that mystery some other time and open the door to enter the small shop.
Inside he saw many different varieties of jewelry however, the one that caught his attention was obviously his target, the four star Dragon Ball. Smiling with glee, he walked towards it intending to just grab it without a second thought, however-
"Hey there young man, just what do you think you're doing?"
Gohan jerked his hand back and turned around to see an elder looking man, probably in his late seventies, wearing a sharp brown suit with a matching tie. Though slightly irritated, the man still gave the half Saiyan a warm kind smile.
The blonde boy lowered his head down in shame. "Sorry sir, I was-uhh- entranced by its shininess?"
Despite his response sounding like a question, the man laughed with a smile and waved his hand. "Oh that's okay! That happens all the time! It is a beauty isn't it?"
The half Saiyan wasn't a jewelry person, so he didn't see the ball as pretty. Maybe it was because he was so used to it? Nevertheless he nodded as to hopefully get on the shop owner's good grace.
"Ummm if you don't mind me asking, how did you get the dra-err- big pearl." Gohan asked. He was honestly curious on how the man acquired one of the balls so fast. Dende only re-activated the Dragon Balls recently, so there was no way he could have just randomly spotted one…then again, they do end up in strange locations as there is no particular path that Shenron scatters all of them once the wishes are made.
The elder man's green eyes brighten with delight. "Oh, I'm glad you asked! It's quite an interesting story if I do say so myself." He said, his eyes drifting to the four star ball every now and then.
"You see, a young man around his mid-twenties roamed in sometime yesterday, urging me to buy this plain looking round rock from him, stating that it was magical and would grant me any wish I desired. Of course I stared at him like he was insane and instantly asked him to leave if he wasn't going to buy anything and just spew non-sense; so he did." His finger then pointed at the ball.
"I originally had a 10,000 Zeni price tagged big pearl on display there. But imagine my surprise when I took a restroom break, only to return to see my pearl gone and replaced with a useless rock and-"
Gohan mentally rolled his eyes as he couldn't help but wonder why the old man didn't have an alarm system implemented in his shop.
"I still don't think you understand how much of an asshole you were."
Huh, who said that?
"-And then, to my amazement, this morning I saw this beautiful thing in place of the ugly old stone! It must have been something sent to me by the Kamis'! Unfortunately when I tried to make a wish, there was no magic. But then, I realized something! Maybe this will make me rich enough to finally retire! All I need to do is sell it!"
This brought the young half Saiyan back into focus. "Sell? For how much sir?"
"Why for 2,000,000 Zeni of course!"
"Wow, that sure is a lot…" he replied wearing a tight smile, his face slightly pale. Oh man! That's crazy! I'll never be about to afford that!
"Yes well I'm sure this is one of a kind, so I'm sure you can understand my chosen price. Anyways, I highly doubt you have that kind of money, but maybe I could help you get something more affordable hmm?" The man said, ushering him to the corner of the shop, where the cheaper mostly fake jewelry were displayed.
Man, if he only knew that I have five more similar balls in my bag… Gohan thought, as he absent-mindlessly eyed the useless items with disinterest and tuned out the old man's jabbering.
"So what do you think?"
The half-Saiyan snapped back to reality. "Uh no thank you sir. I really need that ball…" He trailed off and briefly played with the idea of showing him the Dragon Balls in his bag and try to convince him to hand him his, but dismissed it because it would probably cause more problems.
The shop-keeper frowned. "I'm sorry my boy, I can't just give it to you without receiving a payment." He then smiled when thoughts of what he would do while retired, spending his days in a mansion or possible a yacht with a pool loaded with all his riches. "If only we all had friends in high places."
That's when the answer to Gohan's problem hit him like a ton of bricks. Bulma! She's the riches person I know of! I'm sure if I ask her that I need the money to buy the Dragon Ball, she'll give me some without a hitch."
Now filled with renewed hope, he said. "I'll be right back sir with the money to buy the ball!" then took off, bewildering the man.
"Don't go and do anything stupid like attempt to rob a bank boy!" He hollered, but Gohan merely ignored him and continued to rush on to Capsule Corp.
Suddenly, a loud alarm came to life, causing the man to jerk his head to his precious four star ball, the skin on his forehead wrinkling with worry. When he saw that it was still safe and sound, he chuckled as the alarm didn't even come from his shop, but rather across the street, which was where the bank was located.
"Oh Kami, don't tell me the boy actually…"
Concern returning to his face, the man ran outside his shop and was astonished at the scene before him. Instead of seeing the awful sight of a young boy holding bags full of cash, he saw several men dressed in black burst from the bank doors, each with sacks filled to the brim with money. Not even moments later the double doors crashed open again, but this time just one man came out the doors and he obviously wasn't a criminal as his face was plastered with fear, both his hands in the air.
"Come on, keep walking!" A deep voice said from behind the terrified victim as another masked man came out, his black pistol pressed against the banker's back.
Loud sirens could be heard from afar and in a matter of seconds, the bank front was littered and barricaded with police vehicles, all of the cops spilling out with their guns loaded.
Meanwhile, Gohan, who had decided to take to the air in order to arrive at Bulma's much quicker, screeched to a halt when he heard all the noisy commotion from below. When his green-blue orbs caught sight of all the masked men, more specifically the one holding an innocent man hostage, he took action, heading down to assist the officers.
He knew he should just let the police handle everything, but he felt that if he interfered, it was pretty much a guarantee that there would be no casualties whatsoever. Sure he knew that police officers have to deal with this all the time, but if something were to go wrong and he had been there to prevent it, he would never be able to forgive himself. Besides, he knew that if his dad were here, he'd do the same thing. Like father, like son right?
Gohan had only been able to take one step when a black and white blur all but slammed into him without warning, causing him to roll several feet across the asphalt, the culprit going along with the ride. Luckily, the half Saiyan was somehow able to twist them so when their momentum stopped, he was the one laying on his back.
During the accident, he had involuntary shut his eyes, so when he opened them he found himself staring at a pair of fuming blue orbs.
"Uhhh, can you get your hands off of me?"
"Huh?" Gohan's expression had briefly warped into confusion, but when he felt his arms tightly secured around a petite form, he hurried removed them and pressed them against the concrete, his cheeks reddening.
With an annoyed huff, the girl did leap off of him, but her eyes still remained locked with his, her brows curved down in anger.
"Watch where you're going bucko!" the girl snapped, her hands on her hips as she slowly inched backwards on her rollerblades until she used the breaks to stop.
Gohan stared at the pigtailed girl in disbelief as he used his elbows to level himself. "What?! You're the one who ran into me!"
She crossed her arms stubbornly. "Yeah, because you were in the way!"
"Gee, I'm sorry," Gohan said, not wanting to argue.
"Well you should be!" with that said, the girl glided back and did a sharp turn, only to come face to face with a disappointing scene.
Her mouth dropped when she saw that the situation had been handled, the cops having all the criminals on the ground with their hands tied behind their backs, the hostage now safe.
"Urrggahh now look what you did!" she roared out, her hands balled up into fists as rage bubbled to the surface.
"W-what did I do?"
The girl pointed at the crime scene. "I wanted to take down those guys!"
"But that's dangerous!"
"Pfft, you're one to talk! I'm pretty sure I saw you heading towards that direction, which means you wanted to help!"
"That's...that's different." He defended. And It really was because with his level of strength, bullets can't pierce his body.
But the girl wouldn't believe him even if he told her.
"Yeah whatever! Just stay out of the way next time kid!" She spat and then she took off, her feet smoothly gliding her rollerblades back to where she came from, leaving a puzzled Gohan behind.
"Gosh, that was weird..." Gohan muttered and as he watched her fading form, the half Saiyan couldn't fathom why his mind lingered on the sight of those icy blue orbs.
As for the girl, she was having quite a difficult time shaking off the powerful blush that was burning her cheeks.
Just You and Me
~One Week~
Bouncing back a couple times, floating to one side on the last jump, Goku gave a grin as Bra tossed countless strikes, hoping to catch the full Saiyan each time, but to no avail. He was simply too fast and Bra, well she was rapidly becoming aggravated, especially with that taunting smirk that has been present for the entire training session thus far. She managed a smile when a precise kick connect with the Saiyan, however seconds later, her smile changed into a look of incredulity, her turquoise eyes blazing with outrage as her foot when directly through him. What's worse, while Goku became transparent, he had the audacity to stick his pink tongue out at her, his eyes curving in a humorous manner.
Biting her lower lip, Bra did an afterimage and appeared right behind Goku's manifesting form, delivering a fist to his back, but the Saiyan merely mimicked her and did an afterimage also. As soon as he became visible, Bra once again performed an afterimage, only for Goku to do the same thing again. This continued for much longer than it ought to have, so the full Saiyan decided that it was time to end this little game of cat and mouse.
Once Goku showed up behind her, it was over for the half Saiyan because before she could fade out of view, he gave her a perfectly aimed chop that didn't knock her out, but was sufficient enough to regress her back to her ordinary aquarium haired self. With a yelp that the male Saiyan thought sounded adorable, she dropped to the white floor with one knee pressed down while the other was raised, her breathing now somewhat rough.
Goku was about to ask her if she was alright, but in a last ditch effort, Bra pulled her sword from her back and hurled it towards the older Saiyan. His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he saw the weapon flying towards him and Bra, who couldn't believe what she just did could only watch in horror as the sword was fast approaching Goku. The half Saiyan sighed with relief when she witness him use Instant Transmission to vacate the area at the least nano-second and appearing right in front of her.
Both the Saiyan silently eyed the sword as it continued on sailing into the long depth of the vast void that was the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.
Goku's neck couldn't have craned faster than it did. "What the heck Bra!?"
"I don't know! I was just so angry that I couldn't hit you! And did you have to tease me while you were doing it?"
"I was just messing with you! You didn't have to try to kill me!"
Bra sighed, her eyes dropping, this time with exhaustion. "I'm sorry Goku. It won't happen again." She promised as she rose onto her feet. "Hey…do you think you can go pick up my sword?"
The Saiyan smirked. "You threw it, so you can pick it up."
Bra pouted.
~One Month~
Goku nervously walked to the half Saiyan, who was 'outside' in the never ending whiteness, throwing punches and kicks in a smooth motion, her ponytailed aqua hair swing about with each movement. Decked out in a sea-green fitted shirt that looked more like a bra, as it barely reached her belly, Goku wasn't able to stop himself from gawking at her legs, which were clad in black spandex short. The male Saiyan suppressed a groan when a particular high kick caused one of her legs to stretch upwards in such an erotic manner, that a certain part of him nearly-
Tight! Kami, those shorts are too damn tight! He murmured quietly, his eyes squeezing shut in order to block out what he interpreted as a suggestive display of fitness.
Too bad the image was already burned into his brain for life.
Oh man, she's going to kill me! I can't believe I agreed to spend an entire year in here! With HER!
As for Bra, she had a secretive smile the entire time, obviously enjoying the attention she was receiving. Even though the Goku of her reality had been happily married with Chi-Chi (or at least she thought he was), she had always craved for him to stare at her like he was now. But no, it couldn't happen, because he had always saw her as Bulma and Vegeta's little girl. It was insulting when at the age of seventeen, he had asked to take her out for ice cream, saying that he missed doing that with her, like she was still that little girl. However, because this was Goku, she could never refuse him. But it wasn't all bad. After all, the double chocolate chip ice cream filled with chocolate sprinkles was well worth it wasn't it?
Anyways, that was that Goku, not this Goku. This Goku clearly wanted her and since he was single in this timeline, he was hers.
All mine! She mentally said to herself, creepily.
"You can open your eyes now. I'm finished." She said, wiping the sweat off her brow with the small towel that was on the floor.
Bra rolled her eyes when he opened one to check if she was deceitful before raising the other.
Goku sighed, now feeling safe. "You did that on purpose!" He accused.
"At first no, but when you walked in? Absolutely." She said cheekily, dropping the towel around her neck.
"What's up? You looked kind of nervous before."
Goku cocked his head, but then his expression lit up when he remembered why he had searched for her in the first place.
He scratched the back of his head as his uneasiness returned. "Umm, I wanted to ask…are we, you know, okay? I've been wanting to ask, but I was too nervous up until now."
"What do you mean?" Bra asked as she quirked a brow.
"Come on, you know, the thing with Chi-Chi…" He motioned with his hands.
"What are you…oh!" Bra walked up to the full Saiyan and looked at him straight in the eyes. "I thought you already knew that everything is fine. I mean I had actually said its fine, remember?"
Goku's mouth fell. "Yeah, but it seemed that you were downplaying it! Waving the issue off like wasn't important any longer!"
"Exactly, because it isn't! I would have brought it back up if it still were. I realized that it was all a misunderstanding and that's that. I'm sorry that I wasn't clear at the time, okay?" She said, smiling reassuringly.
With that, Goku's tension disappeared, and in came a relaxed smile.
"Buutt-"
The full Saiyan visibly froze.
"Now that you brought that up, I'm curious. What was the outcome of that?"
"Well, I just wanted to talk to her, not about getting back with her, but about where we stand."
"Figured that much out once I cooled down-"
"And it didn't go well…at all…" Goku said, his head hanging low.
Bra's pursed her lips. "That's not really surprising."
"It's not?"
Bra linked both her hands with his. "This isn't something that's easy to forget and forgive Goku. You might have not loved her, but she clearly loved you a lot. And that, that takes time to get over. For some, it might take months, while others, it could take years. Kami knows I feel like crap every time I think about it, because it was all my fault." Her expression saddened, but she did not cry.
Removing a hand from hers, Goku gently positioned it under her chin and tilted it up. "As awful as it sounds, I'm kind of glad that I'm not with Chi-Chi anymore, though I wished that it would have ended differently."
Bra's sea-green eyes lowered, her heart pounding against her ribcage faster and faster with each second that passed, anticipation building up so much that her stomach began to flutter.
"So do I…" She whispered, suddenly feeling breathless.
"Kami Bra, I-"
Then Goku's stomach just had to barge in the scene, successfully ruining the entire moment.
"Man, I forgot to eat this morning! Is it morning? Can't tell in here, but it sure feels like it!" Goku said gleefully as he rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, his turquoise orbs rounding.
"Let's go Bra! I'm starving!"
Her lips quivered as she longingly watched Goku rush towards the Time Chamber rooms, leaving her to drown in her misery.
~Three and a Half Months~
Two sets of fist connected harshly as two golden haired figures fought mercilessly, each strike that they delivered meant to be a knockout blow. While one of the fighters seemed to be enjoying how the battle was going so far, the other was not.
"Goku!" Bra shouted with irritation, her now short neck length blonde hair sweeping to the side as she evaded a power fist that had been targeted at her chest.
Goku's brow perked under his bangs as the half Saiyan slammed her own fist against his chest, sending him rolling on the floor, only to have him land on his stomach and thrust himself back on his feet. Entering a familiar stance, he cupped his hands together and pulled them to the side of his hip before firing off the Kamehameha at the awaiting female Super Saiyan. Bra frowned as she easily swatted the energy blast, sending it off somewhere to the far right.
"You're not taking this seriously!" Bra sneered as she jumped into the air, threw her hand back before hurling a yellow energy ball at the older Saiyan.
"Why would you say that?!This is my full power in the first stage of Super Saiyan!" He answered, batting the energy attack aside, only to gasp in surprise as Bra appeared in front of him, pressing her palm right on his face and letting loose a light flash, stunning him. The Saiyan Princess took advantage of this by ramming her other fist into his stomach, causing him to wheeze breathlessly. She then followed up with a hard blow to the temple, sending him flying backwards at breakneck speed.
Not even seconds later, he was back on his feet.
"Don't lie to me Goku!" Bra shouted, adrenaline clearly clouding her mind as she took off again, giving the full Saiyan strike after strike, Goku watching her movements as quickly as his eyes could follow.
But he just couldn't! In fact, most of her strikes have connected with his armor, shattering most of the upper half. For a split second there, his eyes widened as he felt a sense of Déjà Vu.
Then Gohan's face flashed before him and his reality shattered like glass, seeing nothing but red.
"No! I won't let it happen again!" And just like that, Goku's calm demeanor changed, his eyes now sharper as he took off with speeds many times faster than before, his aura erupting in golden flames of awesome of power, lightning breaking loose around his body
Bra, not expecting the change of pace, felt a bone crushing blow to the side of her cheek, causing her eyes to turn briefly transparent and her vision to blur. The older Saiyan followed up with another punch, this time to her stomach, making her double over before giving her a powerful uppercut to the chin, causing her head to snap back. He then drifted back and landed another blow, this time to the side of her ribs and Bra couldn't help but groan at the sharp pain that exploded from her body. Not letting up, Goku delivered countless punches and kicks at a rapid pace, her body quickly becoming covered with nasty scuff marks, her green sports bra falling victim to the assault as it began tearing slightly. The once gentle now seemingly ruthless Saiyan paused fleetingly to exam his work and then with ease extended his hand forward, letting loose a small kiai that sent the trashed Saiyan Princess roughly tumbling across the floor.
Snapping out of his hallucination, Goku's felt sick when he saw the still form of Bra.
"Oh man, oh man, oh man!"
Without wasting a second more, he reverted back to the first stage of Super Saiyan and broke into a run towards Bra, panic snaking up his spine as he expected the worse.
"That's-that's more like it." Bra rasped out, her voice slightly high-pitched and horse as she sluggishly pushed herself off the white floor. Unfortunately when she attempted to stand, she failed and instead decided to settle for crouching.
Then something happened that he really couldn't explain.
As she slowly arouse, a small aura of golden power came to life and when her eyes locked with his, hers glittered with determination.
"Bra?" How is she still standing?!
"Now I'll show you what I can really d-" Her words were cut short as a gasp escaped her lips and she collapsed uselessly.
Goku released a breath he didn't know he had been holding in. "Weird…she looked like…I don't know. Was she about to pull a Gohan there and ascended?" He shook his head. "No, I saw no traits of Super Saiyan 2 there."
He smiled as he walked to her and picked her up. "I'm proud of you Bra. Even if you leave here without ascending, you still have reached the pinnacle of Super Saiyan."
"Hmmm chocolate ice cream…" she mumbled, a smile gracing her lips.
Goku laughed.
~Four and a Half Months~
"Like last time?"
"Like last time."
Seeing Bra's yellow aura flare up, Goku crouched into a fighting stance in wait as the half Saiyan took off. Swayed to the left, Goku evading her incoming fist, only to have Bra twist around and give him a blow to the side, following up with a punch to his midsection, making him stagger back. Her next punch failed as the older Saiyan caught it with his right hand and thrust it back so harshly that she almost lost her balance. Taking advantage of her lack of bodily control, he hopped upwards, burying his right knee into her stomach for what felt like the hundredth time, making her gasp breathlessly.
"Ah shit!" Bra swore, blood spilling from her lips as she wrapped her arms across her stomach in an effort to reduce some of the pain.
"This is why I didn't want to increase my power." Goku said. "When I fought you about a month ago, I was using all the power that I had as merely a Super Saiyan. Back then, we were about evenly matched. But that's changed now as you can see."
"I understand what you want me to do." His eyes burning into hers, Bra's pain written face looked back at him questionably. "But I'm telling you it won't work."
Bra gave a yelp when the full Saiyan made a grab for her arm and once he had it within his grasp, he tightened his grip on it. With a throaty growl the half Saiyan clutched her free hand, balling it into a fist and hurled it at him.
The Saiyan Princess nearly screamed with rage when Goku caught her fist lazily, twisting it forcefully until she had no choice but to turn around, her back now against his chest with her arm pressed to the small of her back.
"You're not Gohan so getting the tar beaten out of you will get you nowhere."
Bra said nothing as she continued to try to break free from his hold, but it was futile.
"Bra…I think that's enough for today…" He rasped out, causing her to shiver, his hot breath on her clammy skin feeling cool to the touch, making her mouth suddenly dry, her skin now flustered.
Then she stiffened when she felt a familiar jolt travel through her lower back.
"Then let me go."
"You know that's not how it works." He murmured, his face just inches away from the side of her exposed throat.
"No f-fair!"
"Sometimes life isn't."
Goku wasn't originally going to say that. In fact he wasn't really sure why he did. Maybe he just wanted to be playful to lighten the mood or maybe he was feeling daring. Or maybe it was the alluring scent in the air. Or maybe it was sexually frustration that had been building up for months now.
As the intoxicating smell seeped its way up his nostril, Bra gave an audible gasp when she felt his waist shift a little, an odd whining noise threatening to burst from her lips. What the hell is he doing?
"Say you give up." He said firmly.
Getting fed up with the situation she tried to elbow the older Saiyan, which was a mistake because now he had both her arms pinned against her back.
"No! I said let me go!" She growled out, wiggling her backside to his pelvis, causing the pleasant sensation to spike south again, though this time it didn't just affect her tail bone, but also down there.
Finally realization made its way home.
Oh Kami…my tail… It's pressed tightly between my arms and his waist. He doesn't know how sensitive it is!
"Goku…pleassee release me…" Bra whimpered.
The half Saiyan hissed with want, her body starting to crave skin to skin contact as she began to rub herself against him, her constant movements causing her tail to shift until it was comfortably nesting between her bottom. The non-stop friction against her tail was starting to drive her crazy and at this point she was sure that Goku had realized something was wrong since his body suddenly went stock still.
Goku's body then started responding to the female Saiyan's rolling hips as he found himself matching her rhythm, further increasing Bra's excitement. Goku's hold on her wrist slackened as his hands wondered to her flat stomach, caressing it softly. Bra's upper back arched forwards when the older Saiyan reeled her in closer until her rear was practically molded against him, her furry golden appendage sliding up and down in a smooth and steady pattern.
Goku inhaled sharply, his breathing turning heavy. Unlike last time, the Saiyan wasn't even going try to put a stop to this.
No, not this time, resisting was no longer an option.
"Kami…Princess…" He moaned out, her rarely used nick-name rolling off his tongue as his eyes became half-lidded, his turquoise orbs now filled with lust, mirroring that of the half Saiyan's.
The Saiyan Princess released a terse laughter. "My…my tail is very sensitive…" she explained, slithering her hand up until her arm was curled around the back of his neck, pulling his face as close to her as possible.
Goku groaned as he grounded his hips against her, one of his hands now roaming to other places, exploring, making Bra gasp.
"S-shouldn't you feel weak and paralyzed? Th-that's how I feel when someone grabs mine…" He said, his tail escaping from his waist, gaining freedom.
"I do feel weaker… it's just- a different kind-" she paused when Goku's other palm managed to slip lower, running his hand against the rim of her pants in a circular motion. As a tiny whine escaped her lips, Goku finally understood what she meant.
His eyes enlarged when Bra abruptly pushed herself from him, causing him to relinquish both his hands from her body and stumbled back. Bra sprung on to him like a tiger pounces on its prey, successfully knocking him down flat on his back, straddling his waist; she made sure to sit directly down there, her lustful gaze boring into his as her tail whipped from side to side.
Goku observed the golden haired woman above him, enjoying the way her head lolled to the side, the way her white upper teeth was biting on her lower lip and well the older Saiyan couldn't deny that he was spellbound. While he hasn't voice it yet, he most definitely was in love with her.
"Mine…"
Bra couldn't help but blush at the possessiveness laced in that one word, a word that meant almost as much as the other one she wanted to hear him say some day.
Not being able to take it any longer, she smashed her lips with his into a heated kiss, Goku's right hand gliding up and down her back, causing her to shiver feverishly. She nearly squealed when the Saiyan gripped her tail and applied just the right amount of pressure to make her insides knot up.
"Off." The female Saiyan whispered as she began to tug at his upper attire, desperately wanting to feel his skin.
Goku didn't have to be told twice as he stood up to do as the half Saiyan asked, but couldn't as it was kind of hard to do with Bra's arms draped around his neck, caressing the golden wisps of hair on the back. He groaned when she used his shoulders to heave herself up, instantly clamping her legs around his hips before roughly pressing her lips to his, refusing to tear herself from him.
The next thing Bra knew, her back was touching soft material.
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With one arm wrapped around her so that his hand touched her stomach, Goku stared at the ceiling with a lazy smile, reminiscing on their love making. Bra, who was curled against his side with her hand splayed on his chest, sighed with content. After months of practically dancing around each other, the building sexual tension had simply became too much to handle and continuing to act as if there was nothing going on between them was beginning to drive them crazy. They knew for months now that they craved each other, but neither made a move as they had been dealing with conflicting issues that prevented them to act on their desire; Goku's inner battle was that he feared rejection. Sounds silly right? Not in his opinion. In the way he saw it, he believed that even though the half Saiyan had made it quite clear that all was forgiven, he had somehow developed some kind of self-doubt, thinking that the whole Chi-Chi problem had pushed her away to the point that friendship was all they could ever have. So he withdrew into his own bubble, leaving the Saiyan Princess alone most of the time, only seeking her out for sparring sessions.
As for Bra, her troubles were simpler as pure stubbornness had prevented her from making any advances. In her view point, she had shown in numerous ways that she wanted him. For Kami's sakes, if the kisses and the reaction she had when she assumed that he was restoring the romantic relationship with his ex-wife didn't scream 'I love you', then she doesn't know what would. No, that was stupid, she could have said 'I love you', but she had refused to, wanting him to say it first. She needed to be certain that the feelings he had for her weren't the same as he had with Chi-Chi, merely friendship. Furthermore, no one but Goku could make sense of that, because it really doesn't seem like he totally gets it.
The half Saiyan let loose a tiny giggle as she initially thought that he had taken her to bed to ravage her, you know, have hardcore sex. It sure seemed that way given how he had threw her over his shoulder like a freakin caveman, slamming her on the bed so hard that it would have no doubt caused harm to a human. But not her, no she has Saiyan blood running through her veins and instead of harm, his rough handling had only further aroused her.
But he had surprised her.
Once sprawled on the bed, her blonde hair wild and disheveled, her breath hitched when she saw the amount of emotions glistening inside his turquoise orbs and when they winked out and were replaced by swirling deep black, she just got what the message he was trying to convey to her was. So flashing him the brightest of smile, ocean-green consumed blonde, making her look that more exotic with her natural beauty.
And afterwards as they became one, he told her he loved her. That sealed the deal with her and as cheesy as it sounds, everything was magic.
Goku's chuckle synced with hers, his larger hand tracing circles on her pale arm, causing the female half Saiyan to shiver, her skin breakout into goosebumps.
"What's so funny?"
Bra shrugged. "Nothing."
"Hmmm, I don't know. It seems like to me you were thinking that…uhhmm something about dragging you here to have caveman sex?"
"What the? Noooooo!"Bra exploded with laughter, causing the full Saiyan to grin. "Wait, that wasn't exactly what I thought, but parts of that were. How did you suddenly gain the ability to read minds?"
"I didn't. I've always been able to send short messages telepathically, but not 'hear' them unless they are spoken back. Also, I could only receive the other person's thoughts if they are mentally 'voiced' to me, you get what I'm sayin?"
Bra nodded. "Yeah, like talking to you directly, not thinking to one's self."
"Anyways, while you were sleeping, I decided to test that out and I found that if I wasn't touching you, I couldn't read your mind."
"But how? You said I was asleep." She pointed out.
"I get that, but it feels like something clicked. Try to read mine."
As she did just that, Goku laughed as he witnessed her face contorted in cute ways, his favorite being her nose wrinkling.
"It's weird. It sounds all broken. The thoughts sound somewhat incomplete."
"Yeah, that's how it sounded like to me. What did I think about?"
Bra frowned. "I got 'Vegeta-tossed-ditch-woods and buried."
Goku grinned.
"That's not funny Goku."
"It is a little. But do you actually believe he could defeat me."
Bra slapped his chest playfully, her mouth rounding in mocked shock. "Wow, never thought you would openly voice that you could beat dad so confidently."
"Well I think you know how our battle went when he first came to this planet and I undoubtedly would have won if Vegeta hadn't gone all ape on me, squeezing me like a rubber ducky."
Bra let loose a short giggle as she rose up, white sheets sliding down to her waist. As she raised her hands into the air to stretch her body, her exposed bare back curving in an enticing manner, Goku had to close his eyes and restrain himself from pulling her back down against him, the Saiyan once again yearning to see what hid below those evil sheets.
Goku's opened his eyes the moment the bed moved, only to see a glimpse of her pale rounded butt, her tail whipping from behind as she disappeared inside the bathroom.
Goku smiled when her laughter sung through his ears like a beautiful melody.
~Five Months~
Sweat dripping down her forehead, Bra moved just in the nick of time to evade a yellow ball of ki fired by Goku, turquoise eyes widening when the full Saiyan continued to shoot them at a rapid pace. The female half Saiyan nimbly eluded the trails of blasts with the use of the afterimage technique, occasionally kicking, kneeing, punching and slapping the attacks aside with such dexterously, that Goku couldn't help but be impressed. A grunt escaped her lips when a Kameha-wave ripped through the air and slammed onto her crossed arms, successfully protecting herself from the attack. The half Saiyan suddenly faded from sight and appeared behind Goku, who turned much too late as Bra gave him a hard kick to his back, cause him to arc unpleasantly and fly forward at incredible speeds. With a victorious smirk, the Saiyan Princess unsheathed her sword from her back and ignited her golden aura.
She had been practicing with her sword at times and she was going to prove that the weapon was still useful; heaving the sword up, a sparkling green aura coated its blade entirely.
Then she let loose the stored energy.
"Shining Justifier!" She cried out as she brought it down in a left diagonal swipe that caused a huge wave of energy to be sent towards the full Saiyan's path.
As Bra's Super Saiyan power left her, leaving her breathless and shocked at the occurrence, Goku managed to brake against the floor and turn around, his green-blue orbs widening when he saw just what was coming at him.
Goku didn't have moment more to waste as he hastily thought on his feet by reeled his left hand and letting loose his blue signature move at the half Saiyan's fast approaching attack.
Both the Saiyans watched as the two attacks colliding with such force that the winds that it created almost thrust them in opposite directions.
Then a problem arose.
When Bra had fired off her attack, she obviously hadn't intended to cause any harm to Goku. To do that, she held back, so she was surprised when her attack still sapped all the energy left in her, having thought that she had to pour all of her energy to regress to her base state. The move was kinda a last resort thing.
Goku on the other hand was astonished of the size of the attack, so he reacted as quickly as he would in any situation involving a blast of that magnitude hurled his way; release his blast at full power.
Because of this, it really wasn't much of a shock when his attack easily tore through hers, leaving the Saiyan Princess as a hapless target. Goku couldn't remember the last time he moving as fast as he did just now when he put two fingers on his forehead and vanished.
Frozen in place, Bra shut her aqua eyes, expecting a painful yet quick death, however strong arms secured themselves around her waist and then she was whisked away at the last second. The half Saiyan said nothing as she was still in a state of shock. A small cough brought her out of it and when she turned she was meant with two furious green-blue orbs.
"I thought we talked about doing thoughtless crap like this Bra!"
Bra frowned, not liking his tone. "I know we did! But I didn't put enough power to hurt you! It's your fault this time!"
"Hey! I was caught by surprise!"
"Doesn't matter, you knew you had to hold back your power because you're much stronger than me, but you didn't!" she shouted, now face to face with the full Saiyan.
"Well I'm sorry! It was just too big-"
"And scary ooohhh! Please, you should always feel the amount of power behind an attack!"
"There was a lot going on! You've improved so much! I nearly had to use my full Super Saiyan power!" Goku snapped back, moving inches closer to her.
Bra's jaw fell. "What?! You said you were at full power! You're such a freakin liar!"
Goku nearly retreated back, but instead chose to stay firmly in place. "No I'm not! Months ago yeah, but I thought I already told you that I have improved a little bit since then. You're still getting stronger! Don't you understand how I would feel if anything were to happen to you, especially if I'm the one that hurt you?!"
"Yeah, because you love me!" She spat.
"Oh yeah, you love me too!"
"That was stupid! This is a pointless argument!"
"I agree!"
"Yeah, you wanna finish this inside!?"
"I think I do!"
"Alright!"
"Fine!"
The Saiyans couldn't have made it back to their room any faster.
~Six Months~
Her eyes curved and a grin filled with mischief, a certain Saiyan Princess, who had her back pressed against one of the ivory pillars with a pillow in hand, covered her mouth with the other in order to fight back a giggle from flying from her mouth. Tilting her head slightly to the left, she jerked back when she saw her target move, though he only moved at an unconscious level, probably to find a better position as the mattress wasn't the best of qualities. She risked taking another look and when she saw that the coast was clear, the half Saiyan tiptoed as quickly and quietly as she could, silently praying that the unaware male Saiyan stayed down.
Once close enough, she went in for the kill.
*Thwack!*
Goku's head instantly shot up, his expression bewildered at most. With a couple of blinks to wash the sand out of his eyes, his eyes landed on Bra. He took note of the fact that she had a pillow pressed against her chest and merely wore a pair of pink panties. But that's not what caught his attention the most. No, it was her dazzling smile, which made warmth spread throughout his body.
Sticking her tongue out, instantly ruining her angelic appearance, Bra pivoted around, shook her bottom and used her blonde tail to slap it tauntingly before darting off with the pillow still within her arms.
Getting a predatory grin, the full Saiyan threw the covers aside, leaped out of the bed and broke into a run, determined to catch the little minx and put a stop to her devious ways.
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And so, they expressed their playfulness and joy throughout their remaining time in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber and needlessly to say, there was never a dull moment between them. After the sixth month mark, like with Gohan, Bra had stopped making any more progress. Goku had been able to strengthen his regular Super Saiyan form by a smidge, which sort of increased his ascended form's power, but overall he hadn't improved as much as Bra did. However they did grow closer and because they just couldn't get enough of each other, they decided to finish out the entire year, despite the fact that they weren't going to get any stronger.
But all good things must come to an end and for the Saiyans, dark times were definitely ahead of them.
Thanks for reading!
(Posted: 7/20/16)
~Gater~