Author's Note: Follow Marron, Bra, Goten, Trunks, Uub and many others as they try to live normal lives in West City. I do not own any of these characters – I merely like to play with them. Some of these plots are original - some I got a little inspiration for (if you guess, you get a cookie!). Rated for language and sexual content.

*Happy Reading!*

-short pants

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Bra hurriedly exited Goten and Uub's apartment and slammed her front door shut as she heaved herself into her own space. Goten and Valese. Goten and Valese. When did she miss the memo that they were back together? Someone had some explaining to do, that's for sure. Not like Goten's love life was any of her business but she still was completely blind-sided. Bra had met the brunette through Marron a few times while Goten dated her but after Valese cheated on him, Bra and everyone thought they were over. She hurried over to her couch and sat down, staring at her knees. Where was Marron? Why isn't she home? Marron would know what to do and what to say – she always does. Just then, she heard a soft knock on the door. Bra whipped her head around and saw Goten slip through the doorway. Bra's face immediately turned bright red as she bolted up from where she sat on the couch.

"What do you think you're doing with her, Goten?" She said angrily. Goten bowed his head and ran his fingers through his messy black hair.

"Bra, please – just keep this between you and I for now, okay?" He begged as he looked up at her from his bowed head. Bra crossed her arms and frowned at him.

"Well, are you going to explain?" She asked.

"Is Marron here?"

"No – wait, why?"

"Because Bra… I just need you to keep this quiet until I figure some stuff out," Goten pleaded as he walked over to her and pulled her hands into his. "No one else can know right now." He looked down at her with his big brown eyes. "Please, Bra." She could see the emotions running wild through them. Helplessness. Guilt. Frustration. Anger. Loneliness. Heartache. Bra sighed and nodded her head to him. He pulled her close to his body and hugged her tight. She wrapped her arms around him and squeezed back. "Thank you," he breathed into her hair. His hot breath made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. She shuddered and pushed him away.

"Just figure you're shit out soon, Goten." Bra stated as she turned away from him and walked into her room. She shut the door behind her and sighed again. What was Bra thinking? She can't keep secrets from Marron… But it's Goten... Bra heard Goten open and close the front door as he made his exit. Maybe my free time would be better spent with a nap, Bra told herself. She walked over to her unmade bed and flopped down on the covers. Sleep immediately washed over her.

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"Well, he asked me to talk to him." Bra heard a voice say.

"Talk to him about what?" Another voice replied.

"I had no clue what he meant! So, I started telling him about a funny thing that happened to me yesterday, and that's when he stopped me." Bra sat up from her bed and stretched. Marron and Pan were talking about something juicy. She had to listen in.

"What did he say?"

"He told me to talk… dirty to him." Pan replied to Marron.

"Really?"

"Yeah…"

"Well did you?"

"Kind of… He asked me to say something hot."

"So what did you say?"

"Well…"

"Come on Pan, tell me!" Bra could tell Marron was totally loving this.

"I panicked Marron!"

"This is too good – tell me!"

"I kind of blurted out cock and started giggling…"

"Seriously?" Bra heard Marron groan.

"He completely took me by surprise! My face turned bright red..."

"So what happened?"

"Well the night wasn't a total loss… We ended up cuddling."

"Woah! You cuddled? You naughty girl, you."

"Shut up! It was nice… He was nice I want to go out with him again but I just don't think I'm the dirty talking kind of girl, Marron…"

"What's the big deal Pan? Just tell him what you want him to do to you – or what you'd like to do to him."

"I don't know if I can…"

"Tell you what – try it on me." Bra realized how interesting this conversation was about to get between her two friends. She walked over to her door and pressed her ear against it to hear them better.

"You're kidding me Marron…"

"Why not? Come on! It's just us girls – close your eyes and tell me what you'd like to be doing right now." Bra chuckled to herself. Right place, right time.

"Fine… I'm in my bed."

"Yeah, what else?"

"That's it. I'm in bed. I'm in my own bed, you aren't there Marron and we are not having this conversation." Bra heard Pan get up from their living room and walk away, towards the front door.

"Don't go!" Bra heard Marron plead. "Alright, look Pan. I'll start. Okay?"

"Please Marron…"

"Come on!" Bra heard Pan sigh and make her way closer to Marron – and closer to where she can hear better. "Alright, ready… Oh Pan." Marron's voice was lowered a few octaves. "Your body is amazing and I want to feel it on me."

"Wow that was really good Marron…"

"Alright, now you say something!"

"Oh I really don't think so…"

"You're going to see him again, right?"

"Yeah…"

"You like him too right?"

"Yes of course."

"Well if you can't dirty talk with your girlfriends for fun, how are you going to manage talking to him?" Bra didn't hear Pan's response to Marron, but she knew Marron was winning this battle. "Now tell me you want to caress me down!"

"Then turn around," Bra heard Pan order. "I can't look at you while I do this – you're going to make me laugh…"

"Okay, alright, I'm turned around. Go." Bra heard Pan clear her throat.

"I want… Okay, I want to… feel your hands caress my body."

"There you go!" Marron cheered. "Keep going, keep going!" Bra had to unveil herself at some point. She gently placed her hand on her bedroom door knob and secure it in place.

"I, er…I want to take my tongue… and…"

"And?" Bra was screaming in her mind at Pan to say it.

"…r…run it all over you until you tremble with…with…" Bra smirked to herself and pushed her bedroom door open.

"…with?" she asked as she announced her arrival. Marron was standing, wide eyed and facing Bra with her back towards Pan who had quite the shocked look on her face.

"Funny story!" Pan said as she ran over to Bra.

"You're not going to believe this…" Marron tried to tell Bra.

"It is alright girls," Bra smiled as she walked past them, towards the kitchen. She turned back around and winked at both women. "I was always rooting for you two kids to get together, anyway." Marron and Pan looked at each other and looked back at Bra.

"How long were you standing there for?" Pan asked as she and Marron followed Bra into the kitchen.

"I heard the whole thing," she admitted and sat down at the kitchen table. "Nice dirty talk lessons!" Marron shook her head at the comment as she walked over to her cabinets and grabbed three wine glasses.

"Pan's dating stories are now my favorite thing ever lately," Marron told Bra. "Did you hear her tell the volunteering one?" Pan laughed as she sat down next to Bra. Marron grabbed a bottle of wine from off the countertop, an opener from a drawer and placed the items, along with the glasses, on the table in front of the women.

"No! I must have passed out right when I got off today – Yajirobe actually let me go home early, if you can believe it."

"Shall we?" Marron asked as she motioned to the alcohol. Pan did the honors and popped open the bottle. Bra filled each of the girls' glasses to the brim – emptying the bottle completely.

"Third date with the guy – I expressed interest in giving back to the community," Pan started as she watched Bra finish pouring hers. She grabbed her filled glass and took her first long sip. "He figured volunteering to help pick up trash to see a free show was giving back to the community. I picked up trash on the side of the street for forty five minutes to see a show I wasn't even excited to see!"

"That's ridiculous…" Bra giggled and swirled her wine around in her glass. "What am I looking for again Marron?"

"It's customary to smell your wine before your first sip," explained Marron as she swirled her own. "Swirling your wine in your glass draws oxygen in and it really opens up the taste of it. It shows you its true flavor!" They clinked glasses and each took a sip. Bra raised her eyebrows.

"Wow – this does taste better! See, I'm becoming a fantastic wine enthusiast Pan," Bra told her as she took another longer sip. "The more I drink, the more enthusiastic I become!"

"My mom and I tried cooking with wine once," Pan started. "It really didn't go so well. After five glasses, we totally forgot we were even cooking… Of course, that was after the divorce…"

"Aw, Panny…" Bra comforted her friend. Pan put her hand up to her friend to drop the subject.

"My mom told me once that men are like a fine wine," said Marron as she stared into her glass. "They all start out like grapes – it's our job to stomp on them and keep them in the dark until they mature into something you'd like to have dinner with."

"That's pretty deep..." Pan stated.

"That's terrible…" Bra admitted as she took another sip.

"That's my mom," said Marron.

"Well, my mom said that a good man can make you feel sexy, strong and able to take on the whole world!" Bra told her friends. "No – wait. She was talking about wine. Yes, wine does that." Pan giggled and finished the rest of her glass.

"Ah wine," Marron sighed and stared dreamily at the red liquid that only semi-filled her glass now. "The only thing better than a bottle of wine is two bottles of wine!" Marron stood up and walked over to her wine cabinet. "Red or red ladies?"

"Roses are red. Wine is also red. Poems are hard. WINE." Bra stated as she finished her first glass.

"I think she meant to say the red one, Marron." Pan explained for her friend. Bra nodded in response.

"I wish I could trade my heart in for another liver – so I can drink more and care less!" admitted Marron as she poured another round for them all. "Say when…"

"Wine!" Bra shouted and lifted her glass. "How us classy bitches get shit-faced!" She cheered Pan and Marron and downed her second glass within seconds.

"And there goes the neighborhood…" Marron laughed as she began the decent of her second glass as well.

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A few hours and a few bottles later, Pan was knocked out on the floor next to the coffee table. She was a trooper until that fifth glass - then she fell face first into the carpet and hasn't looked up since. Bra covered her with a blanket while she and Marron were snuggled on the couch together, watching a movie. It was pretty late at night (also known as early in the morning) so when a soft knock sounded on the door, both girls were pretty surprised.

"The door's locked… I can't get up…" Marron complained. "…wrath of grapes…" She buried her face into the pillow and groaned. Bra moaned in response and flung her legs out from underneath her. Both girls drank way too much, yet again, and were, yet again, paying for it… Already.

"This better be good..." Bra drunkenly got to her feet and turned towards the front door. Bra stumbled and tried to catch herself as her foot got caught on a sleeping Pan. Within seconds, Bra was face first on the ground and a slow dull ache began to spread from her ankle up to her knee. "Shit!" Bra cried as she pulled her injured ankle out from underneath a still sleeping Pan.

"Are you okay?" Marron asked without getting up from her cuddle spot on the couch. Bra pushed herself up with her arms and sat up straight.

"Yeah, I think so," replied Bra. The knock came from the door again, only this time a bit more loud and firm. "Give it a second, will you?!" She yelled towards the door. "Marron, can you?" Bra motioned towards the door. The blonde sat up in response and nodded – Bra couldn't help but laugh. Marron's bun had moved to the side of her head and her hair was sticking up in all different places. They were both still pretty toasted, she could definitely tell.

"Yeah, I got it," Marron mumbled as she made her way to the door. She slid the lock clear and opened the door. "What are you doing here so late?" Bra heard Marron ask. She saw Goten step in and Marron closed the door.

"I couldn't sleep. Is Bra still up? She wasn't answering my texts all night…" He responded. Bra raised her arm from where she was still sitting on the ground and waved to him.

"I fell…" She announced. Goten chuckled and walked towards her. He squatted down to where she sat. "I think I messed up my ankle."

"Does it hurt?" Goten asked Bra as he inspected her ankle. He carefully held her foot securely with his right hand as he ran his left fingers across her ankle and pushed against her Achilles. "Try and move it like this," he instructed as he guided her movements. Bra winced in pain but didn't cry out. She was her father's daughter, after all. "Hmm… It seems strained or sprained but not broken. You need to go to the hospital and have it checked out. Get some x-rays to make sure there's no fracture..."

"I'll just go see my mom tomorrow – I'm fine." Bra told him. "Here, help me up." She leaned on him for support but her ankle failed her when she tried to put pressure on it. She winced again.

"Bra…" Goten tried to warn her.

"I think you should listen to him Bra." Marron chimed in. Bra looked over at Goten as he let her use him as support.

"I'll go with you…" He offered. Bra fought the blush creeping onto her cheeks. She nodded to him in agreement.

"Fine."

"Me too!" Goten and Bra looked over at Marron. She grinned back. Bra knew that this was going to be another long night.

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The three amigos made their way into the nearest emergency room in the middle of the night/almost morning. Bra winced each time she tried to walk on it, so she relied heavily on Goten's strength to get her there – and hopefully subdue Marron should the drunk blonde get out of hand.

"Hi!" Marron announced to the nurse at the front desk. "My friend here injured herself and we've been drinking quite a lot so her ankle is broken or something…" Goten helped Bra lean onto the counter.

"Drinking huh?" The nurse asked. "It's a Wednesday…"

"Wine Wednesday…" Marron winked. Goten nudged Marron out of the way.

"Is there any paperwork we need to fill out to see the doctor?" He asked. Bra could tell Goten definitely turned on the charm. The nurse was cute, in a weird scrubby sort of way, but just twelve hours before, Bra caught Goten with Valese! I have to find out what's going on... The nurse handed him a clipboard.

"Fill this out and bring it back to me," she instructed. Goten smiled and thanked her. He led Bra to a nearby chair and sat her down. Bra began massaging her ankle immediately. He went back and grabbed Marron from flirting with the nurse (seriously Marron?) and sat her next to Bra. Goten clicked the pen and looked up from the clipboard.

"Name and address?" Goten asked Bra. She told him. "In case of emergency call…?"

"Marron."

"Really?" Marron looked at her friend with tears in her eyes.

"Yeah." Bra placed her hand on Marron's and squeezed.

"That is so sweet!" Marron hugged Bra from where they sat. She kissed her cheek and put an arm around her.

"Insurance?" Goten continued.

"Yep, check it. I definitely want that!" Bra told him.

"You don't have insurance?" Marron and Goten asked her in unison.

"Why?" asked Bra. "How much is this going to cost me?" Goten sighed and Marron removed her arm from Bra's shoulders as she shook her head.

"I have no idea – x-rays alone are pricey," she told her.

"I knew I should've waited to see my mom... What am I going to do?" Bra asked. "What can we do?"

"There isn't much we can do," Goten sighed.

"Unless Marron…" Bra looked at her friend with her bun still hanging low on the side of her head. "Can I use yours?"

"No way Bra!" she responded.

"Well, you are my emergency contact now, aren't you?" Marron looked around and moved closer to her friend.

"That's called insurance fraud," said Marron. Bra sighed, feeling defeated.

"Forget it then," she announced as she tried standing on her own. "Let's go home… I'll just go see my mom - Ow!" This time, the pain shot all the way up and into her back. She immediately fell back into her seat.

"Stop it – whatever, use mine." Marron told her. Bra leaned her head on her friend's shoulder. "I hate this…"

"Thank you – I love you!" Goten shook his head at the women and got up to get new forms.

"Hey," he nodded at the nurse at the desk. "I need a new set of these forms, if you don't mind…" The nurse eyed him suspiciously.

"Why?"

"My friends are quite intoxicated," Goten lied. "I was asking for my friend's information and my other friend started giving me hers and I got a little confused. Sorry about that... They are quite drunk, mind you…" The nurse looked at Goten sideways and then at the girls

"They are pretty drunk…" she agreed as she handed him the new documents. Goten winked at her and sat back down next to Bra.

"Let's try this again, shall we?" While Goten finished filling out Bra's forms for her, she and Marron took the opportunity to take a nap on each other - at least until the doctor called for Bra. After all the forms were filled out, Goten took the opportunity to ponder about his last twenty four hours.

Valese had called him earlier in the evening the day before. Of course Valese was crying. Of course Valese said she was scared and she needed him. Of course Goten dropped everything he was doing to help Valese. Of course Valese wanted to come over. Of course Valese told him how much he means to her. Of cours Valese said how sorry she was. Of course Goten forgave Valese in an instant. They spent the next twelve hours making up in his bedroom and, of course, Bra had to walk in. Goten groaned and shoved his head into his hand to run his fingers through his hair. He was never going to hear the end of this. As soon as Trunks and Marron find out, all hell is going to break loose. He didn't even know what he felt anymore - a part of him knows he will always love Valese. The other part - the part that had been bugging him all night - didn't know what he wanted. Goten's relationships had always been so simple; he didn't know where to turn after Valese left in the early afternoon to he turned to the only person who knew. When Bra wasn't answering his texts, Goten really went mental. Losing his friends, losing Bra - because of Valese - wasn't worth it. The feeling he was currently feeling isn't worth it either. So why was Goten in the predicament he was in currently?

"Okay - Marron?" A male voice announced. Goten looked up from his hands and noticed two doctors, about his age, looking around the room. He nudged Bra awake. She opened her eyes slowly, yawned and stretched in her seat. "Marron? Are you still here?" The taller one called. Marron's eyes shot open.

"Here!" She announced as she stood up quickly. The doctors walked over to the three friends. "Here... Here she is!" Marron pointed to Bra sitting down, remembering their lie.

"Hi, I'm Marron," Bra lied. "This is my enthusiastic friend Bra."

"Hi," Marron smiled and shook hands with both doctors. She smoothed her messy bun down and nudged Bra. Bra saw Marron's eyes wide and excited.

"Hi, okay Marron. I'm Dr. Kita," he introduced himself. Bra grabbed his hand and shook.

"It's nice to meet you Dr. Kita."

"And, I'm his friend Dr. Mori." Both Marron and Bra smiled and blushed at the two doctors.

"Aren't you a little too cute to be a doctor?" Marron asked. Yeah, she's still drunk. Bra mentally slapped herself for allowing Marron along. Both doctors looked at Marron, confused. "Er - I mean, young. You both are quite young to be doctors..."

"Hello, still here!" Goten chimed in from his seat.

"Here, let's get you back so we can check out your ankle, Marron." The men helped the blunette to her feet.

"Have fun Marron," Marron teased. Bra shot her tongue out at her as both young, handsome doctors helped her to her hospital bed.

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