The next morning, Goten awoke in one of Capsule Corp's humongous guest beds. He felt so small laying alone in the very center, which was a new feeling after returning to his small childhood bed when he moved back in with his mother.
Still half asleep, he rubbed his eyes for a moment before throwing his long legs over the bed and struggling to stand.
What a night, he thought to himself. He could still feel the effects of however many beers he ended up having and felt a bit sick to his stomach. He knew he needed a coffee to feel a bit better.
He wandered over to the dresser and began digging through the suitcase that he'd placed less-than-gracefully on top of it. He pulled out a blue t-shirt and black skinny jeans and put them on clumsily. He stared in the mirror and checked his hair over, quickly deciding it didn't matter and frowning.
When he opened his bedroom door, his mother was gathering towels from a hallway closet and glared at him.
"Goten, you lazy bum…it's already ten in the morning! Go and eat your breakfast. It's in the refrigerator. Don't forget to heat it up first!"
Goten nodded in compliance but entered the hallway bathroom to brush his teeth first. She started to complain, but Goten shut the door and rolled his eyes while he yawned. He was definitely not in the mood to be yelled at again, but standing there staring at himself in the mirror again suddenly became impossible when everything came flooding back like a tsunami.
What had he done last night?
He was no monster. Marron was a human being, capable of all the feelings and emotions that he was able to feel, too. He was the first to admit that he was more emotional than the average guy; It only added to his short temper and constant internal pain. He couldn't help but lash out when things didn't go as planned, it was inevitable, but Marron wasn't like him. She had never been like him. She was always stronger than him emotionally, but he knew that now, her heart was barely holding itself together.
Why did he always feel something for her when he shouldn't? Sure, he was supposed to marry her, but they broke up. Had his mind really become so stuck in the mentality that he was supposed to be done with dating? He'd definitely thought the days of sneaking around for quickies in a girl's mom's house were over for him.
But did Bra even remember that he existed?
His heart ached while he reached for his tooth brush. He felt so utterly alone. Why did Marron have to remind him of everything he once thought he'd have for the rest of his life? And why the hell did someone have to go barging in and make the entire situation worse? Of course, maybe they saved him from making a mistake he'd regret forever.
Over the running water from the sink, he heard a light knock on the bathroom door. Assuming it was his mother again, he groaned loudly.
"Damn it…" He grumbled.
He opened the door, expecting an angry Chichi standing with her finger pointed at him for slamming the door in her face, but it wasn't Chichi at all.
"Hey, Goten."
Goten's mouth hung open. He couldn't believe it.
"W-What's up, bro?" He asked, foaming at the mouth with toothpaste.
Trunks stood in the hallway looking disgusted and scoffed. In typical Vegeta fashion, he crossed his arms and looked up at the ceiling. Goten wondered what he would say next. They'd never gone so long without talking, even if it was only five days. To be honest, he was relieved to see him.
"Look, things have been weird with us lately. I'm over it. I just wanna move past it, yeah? It's fuckin stupid." Trunks admitted in a low voice, still staring at the ceiling.
Goten shrugged and smiled. Was Trunks really forgiving him? Maybe he didn't know everything about Bra and Goten's tryst. He expected this conversation to be much more drawn out than a simple apology.
"Okay…well then I'm gonna go…" Trunks shrugged awkwardly, beginning to turn away from Goten's lack of response.
Without thinking, Goten lunged forward and grabbed him for a big hug.
Trunks flailed about and yelled, "Aw, you're gonna mess up my suit! This is worth more than you yourself! Ahh, get off!"
Goten laughed and gave him a pat on the back with his toothbrush hanging out of the side of his mouth, "All is well with us, bro. Damn, I'm happy to see you!"
Trunks rolled his eyes and smiled. He pushed Goten back into the bathroom and left. Goten felt a small weight lifted from his massive plate of stress. At least he still had his best friend.
After he finished brushing his teeth, he reached for the doorknob and turned without thinking. He opened the door and started to step into the hallway, but a heavy force shoved him back inside before he could even open his eyes after blinking.
"The hell!" Goten exclaimed, catching himself on the sink and nearly ripping it off of the wall.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know where else to talk…"
Bra stood in front of him peering up at him shyly and looking miserable. She leaned against the door while she closed it, tossing her long hair from her shoulders.
From the moment his eyes locked on to hers, he couldn't move. He hadn't seen her since she ran after Trunks at the hospital, but seeing her now felt like it'd been years. An overwhelming sensation of warmth spread from his head to his toes. Her perfection was undeniable. He couldn't help but bask in her beauty blindly. He couldn't speak. It was like she had an invisible hold over him. He could barely breathe.
"Hey…" He finally whispered.
"Hi…" She answered flatly.
"There's so much…I've wanted to say…" Goten began.
"Please…this was all my fault. I shouldn't have avoided you. It was just so much pressure I guess…Trunks was so mad…"
Bra hung her head to the floor and looked ashamed. Goten wasn't sure what to say or do in this particular situation, but he tried to remember what Caulifla told him earlier. If Bra and Goten were made for each other, maybe he could figure it out without thinking too much. He decided to just say the first thing that came to his mind.
"It's okay. I'm not mad." He said softly, slightly shocked at his own words.
"You should be. I'm so, like…bad at this." She answered, laughing weakly.
"Bad at what?" Goten asked curiously.
He stepped closer, not taking his eyes off of her.
"I'm totally bad at relationships. I'm used to just like, hooking up and then that's it. I'm good at pretending I don't even know someone…but we're like…family. I can't pretend that you don't exist. I can't pretend…"
Goten smiled, "The only reason you can't ignore me…is because we're family?"
Bra blushed and looked away.
"No…"
Goten reached forward and gently brushed her cheek with his hand. He traced his thumb in a small circle and entwined his fingers in her long, shiny hair.
"Then why?" He asked.
Bra's eyes glazed over. She looked up at him with her lips slightly parted and breathed slowly. She started to talk, but instead she placed her hands at his waist and leaned her head onto his stomach.
"I can't stop thinking about you, Goten." She admitted.
"I haven't stopped thinking about you, either." He confirmed.
The pair stood in silence. Goten simply held her in a loose hug with his head in the clouds. He felt warmth radiating outwards. The tips of his fingers were tingling. He could stay pressed up against her all day. It was completely intoxicating.
"Can we start over with this then?" She asked, breaking the long silence.
"Abso-fucking-lutely." Goten agreed, squeezing her slightly.
He pulled her away from him and met her gaze yet again. He leaned down. She closed her eyes, acting like she expected him to kiss her like he had before, but instead his lips met her forehead gently.
Bra shivered in his hands and smiled. She pressed her cheek into his shirt and squeezed him gently before letting him go and reaching for the doorknob.
"Hungry?" She asked, smirking.
"Are you kidding? Hell yeah!" He answered.
Goten playfully chased Bra out of the bathroom and down the hallway. They entered the kitchen laughing and Goten opened the fridge to get his breakfast.
Bra sat down on one of the barstools at the counter and began playing with her phone while Goten heated his meal. He leaned against the wall and watched her. She was occasionally peeking over the phone and smiling. Her smile was more magical each time he saw it. He couldn't help but smile back at her. What was this feeling?
Once his food was heated and he took a seat beside her, they could hear Bulma frantically clicking along in her heels while jabbering on the phone. She approached the kitchen and her conversation became clear.
"Yes, I'll be there. Yes. Yes, I can let him know. Thanks!"
She hung up the phone angrily and sighed.
"Where's Trunks? He needs to come to this meeting! He's been skipping out and the investors are getting curious!"
She stared at Bra and Goten, expecting an immediate answer. The two looked at each other and shrugged.
"He was here…I saw him like ten minutes ago." Goten offered.
She grumbled a few profanities and rushed away. When he returned to eating, Bra leaned her head against his arm and closed her eyes. Goten felt the familiar glow growing inside of him again. He never wanted to move from his spot beside her.
"Wanna go for an errand with me when I'm done eating?" Goten asked quietly.
"Sure. Would be nice to get away from here. Mom's gonna lose her shit if Trunks doesn't make an appearance soon…" Bra sighed.
"Vegeta!" Bulma shouted from down the hall.
"What, woman?" Vegeta answered angrily from the living room.
"Where the hell is our son?" She growled back.
"I'm not the boy's damn keeper!" Vegeta shouted.
Goten and Bra laughed, but Goten couldn't help wondering where he'd gone off to in such a hurry. He was literally just there.
After Goten finished his food, the pair headed outside where the rain had just stopped pouring down. He started digging in his capsule wallet, but Bra got hers out from her purse faster.
"I have a surprise for you. I know you like them and you said your dad wrecked yours so…"
Goten's eyes opened wide. She threw a jet black capsule onto the street and clapped her hands together when it exploded into a puff of smoke. Goten's heart stopped.
"Oh, my God! This isn't even on the market yet! How did you…when…what the hell, Bra…this is amazing!"
Bra nodded and tossed a keyring towards him.
"It's all yours, hot stuff!" Bra smirked.
He held back a cry of glee and trotted forward towards the beautiful, black bike. He hopped on the motorcycle and started the engine, delightfully enjoying every moment. Bra hopped on the back and wrapped her arms around him.
"I'm ready!"
He put the bike in gear and took off towards the city. The sensation of riding again was overwhelming and perfect. He couldn't contain himself.
Once they entered the city, Bra pointed at a fancy café.
"Let's go there later! I've always wanted to go there for a date!"
Goten blushed. Date?
She snuggled into his back, hugging him tightly. The two zoomed around the city for a joyride for some time when Goten noticed a certain vixen walking down the street, hand-in-hand with a guy and surrounded by friends.
"Shit." Goten whispered.
"What's wrong?" Bra asked.
"That girl…I know her. Her name's Valese. I was kinda supposed to be at a party with her the night we…you know…"
They pulled up to a red light and stopped awkwardly right beside the girl's entourage. Bra looked over curiously and caught the girl's eye. She flipped her hair and let go of the man she was with to point at Goten.
"Oh, my gosh! You jerk!" She called out.
Her friends quickly started adding their own insults. Goten felt pretty humiliated. After all, the crowd she was with all knew him very well and could be considered his friends, too.
"Who the hell is this little hussy anyway?" Valese squawked.
Bra smiled triumphantly, not at all bothered by her insult.
"Just ignore her, Bra." Goten grumbled, wishing the light would change.
Bra laughed. She flipped her long, blue hair over her shoulder and narrowed her eyes towards the girl.
"Jealous, bitch?" She called back.
Goten gasped. He could feel Bra stand up on the back of the bike. He began to ask what she was doing, but before he could she tilted his head backwards and kissed him. Goten felt his insides catch fire. When Bra plopped back down onto the back of the bike, Goten looked at his old crowd of friends and smirked. Bra waved like a princess as Goten hit the gas and sped off.
"That was insane!" Goten laughed, speeding down the street.
"Well, she shouldn't bother you again! I totally know how to play that game." Bra shrugged, leaning back dangerously far.
They pulled up to a fancy store a short distance ahead and Bra hopped off.
"So…question." Bra asked curiously, "Does this mean we're official? Or am I just your arm candy?"
"Arm candy? Well, I dunno, gorgeous…which would you prefer?" Goten winked.
Bra slapped his arm and giggled. Goten took her by the waist and pulled her close to him.
"Alright. If we decide to be official, does that mean I can do this whenever I want?"
He held onto her and looked into her beautiful, blue eyes with adoration. The decision to start a new relationship had always been hard for Goten, but responding to her snarky question was the easiest thing he'd ever done. He leaned down and kissed her before lifting her off of the ground and spinning her around.
"Yes!" Bra laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck and kicking her feet.
After Goten placed her back onto the ground, she quickly headed towards a fancy boutique and clapped her hands together with glee. Goten followed, a little nervous about how much she was planning to spend inside. Would he have to pay for it? Was that what she expected? He felt a cold sweat rush down his spine.
Just as she got to the front door of the shop, she gasped and jolted against the wall beside the door. Goten laughed at her, but she grabbed him and threw him against the wall next to her. She held her arm out across his stomach and began to panic.
"Oh, my God…shit, shit, shit!" Bra squealed.
"What the hell?" Goten laughed.
"Um…there's uh, something inside…I think we should go somewhere else! I mean, it's not like we need to go here, we can go anywhere! Anywhere but here!" Bra laughed nervously, looking everywhere but at Goten.
Goten frowned. Was she seriously afraid to go inside? He wondered if it was an ex-boyfriend or someone she really hated inside. Maybe he could play up the macho effect and earn even more points. He decided to brave it.
"It's okay, Bra. I've got you. Nothing bad is gonna happen with me around!" Goten declared.
He stepped away from the wall and pulled Bra's waist to his side. She tried to scurry away, but she couldn't escape his powerful, Saiyan grip. He stepped into the shop triumphantly and scanned the room for whatever or whoever Bra was afraid of.
"See? There's nothing to be…Oh, my God…"
Goten's jaw hit the floor. Bra smacked her face and rolled her eyes.
"I tried to tell you…" She mumbled.
Right in front of them, Trunks was buying something at the register. A blonde girl with perfect, wavy hair wearing a pink dress and yellow high heels was standing next to him with her arms wrapped around his waist. Trunks placed his arm around her in response after handing over his shiny, platinum credit card to the cashier.
"I…" Goten began, holding his index finger up weakly.
Trunks, oblivious to his audience, pulled Marron right up next to his side and kissed the top of her head. She giggled and looked up, only to kiss him on the lips just like she had with Goten the night of the thunderstorm.
"What the actual fuck…" Goten growled.
He knew that he was starting to fall for Bra in a very serious and kind of scary way, but a powerful feeling of betrayal began to well up inside of him at that moment. After the previous night, after hearing her profess her undying love yet again, he thought she was still in love with him. She couldn't seem to stop telling him how in love she was with him. What was she doing hanging all over Trunks when Goten could have very easily taken advantage of her vulnerability last night? Was she just playing him? Furthermore, wasn't Bulma just searching the house for Trunks because he was missing an important meeting?
"Goten!" Bra warned, "Let's just go!"
She yanked on his arm, but he refused to look away. Marron had already completely screwed up Goten's life, he wasn't going to let her do it to Trunks, too.
Trunks turned around and stepped back from Marron quickly. He started to sputter an apology, but Goten wasn't looking at him. He couldn't even hear what his best friend was saying. He was focused on Marron.
"You fuckin' liar!" Goten pointed angrily with a fiery gaze.
"What?" Marron gasped, "Don't you start with me today, Goten!"
"Woah, woah, let's not get out of hand, guys!" Bra said, waving her arms around crazily.
Trunks apologized to the cashier and headed for the door, "Let's talk outside…"
The moment they stepped onto the sidewalk, Goten immediately started in on Marron.
"What the hell, Marron? What are you doing here, huh? You think I'm just gonna forget about everything you said last night? Trunks is still my best friend!"
Trunks frowned and held up a hand to Goten, "What are you talking about? What happened last night?"
"Yeah, what happened?" Bra added, crossing her arms at her brother's side.
Trunks looked confused and stared down at his little sister.
"What are you even doing here? Were you following us or something?"
"Of course not! I'm on a date, what does it look like?"
Goten cringed at the word 'date'. Trunks didn't look happy as it was, but to add salt to the wound she just had to be honest with him. His blue eyes slowly locked onto Goten's with pure rage.
"Hold on…I thought you knew. You saw us that night at the hospital…I didn't see you for like a week…I thought you were mad about that…" Goten asked, panicking.
"Bra said that was a one time thing, I didn't know it would lead…Wait a minute…the girl from that night you came over totally wasted…" Trunks began.
"Now, Trunks…it's not what you think. I can explain. Just lemme talk." Goten sputtered.
Trunks grabbed Goten's shirt and slung him against the wall. He raised his fist and growled angrily.
"You fucked my sister? She's just a kid!" Trunks hollered into Goten's face.
Goten rolled his eyes, "She is not a kid, dude! Trust me!"
Trunks hurled his fist at Goten, but stopped right before he reached his nose and angrily restrained himself.
"Trunks, stop!" Bra pleaded.
While the boys continued to argue, Marron tapped Bra on the shoulder lightly. She turned around and saw Marron's eyes slightly watery with tears.
"You're…you're dating Goten? Like really dating him?" Marron asked quietly.
"Yeah and you're screwing my brother…it's all relative, Marron!" Bra answered.
Trunks loosened his grip on Goten's shirt and yelled at Bra for her choice of words. Goten lost it.
"You fucking slept with her? I knew it! I knew you lied about it!" Goten exclaimed.
His power level skyrocketed. He had to stop himself from transforming into a Super Saiyan right in front of everyone on the street. Instead of using the energy he had to transform, he shot forward and hit Trunks as hard as he could square in the face.
Marron covered her mouth in horror and glared at Bra.
"Get him, Goten!" Bra declared, fist in the air, equally riled up.
Trunks staggered to his feet and brushed the blood from his mouth away with his hand. He returned to Marron's side quickly, where she checked him over protectively. They were at a standoff and people were staring.
"Okay…clearly this is a really screwed up situation. Let's think rationally here." Trunks growled, breathing slowly and straightening out his jaw.
Goten lowered his guard, still fuming but stable. The girls relaxed a bit, thinking that Trunks had come up with a calm solution. He ran a hand through his purple hair and exhaled slowly. He opened his mouth to speak. The group listened, ready for his ideas.
"An eye for an eye!"
Before Goten could react, Trunks flew at him and punched him in the face so hard that he shot backwards into the brick wall of the shop and dented it inwards.
"You freaking ass!" Bra screeched.
Bra stomped towards him to defend Goten, but Marron grabbed her arm.
"Look let's just stop this! Let's talk it over calmly!" Marron pleaded.
Bra threw Marron off of her arm aggressively.
"Never grab the princess of all Saiyans like that!" She roared with the ferocity of her father.
Just then, a voice came from behind them.
"Okay guys, let's take a breath here…Good God."
They quickly turned around to find Cabba looking quite disappointed in the group.
"Cabba! Didn't you see that? He fuckin hit me, close range!" Goten hollered, "Help me out, bro. Let's do this! Tag team this mother fucker like old times, yeah?"
"Look, let's stop the hitting and grabbing. Let's just sit down and have a little talk before someone goes Super Saiyan on the side of the street." Cabba sighed calmly.
Trunks laughed, "Well, Bra won't because she can't!"
He pointed at her laughing and she attempted to bite his finger.
"Guys! Let's go sit at that café over there and I'll get you all some coffee. Maybe a baguette? No biting!" Cabba scolded.
Bra and Trunks angrily eyed each other while Marron stood completely humiliated. Goten remained punched into the brick wall trying to unstick himself from the indent.
Casually, Cabba strolled across the street and took a seat on the outdoor patio of the café. A waiter approached him and he pointed at the group. Marron was the first to move.
"Trunks, let's just go over there."
Marron took his hand rather forcefully and pulled him along. Meanwhile, Bra rushed to Goten's side and held his face in her hands.
"Oh, Goten…I'm so sorry. My brother had no right!"
Goten coughed, "Yeah…no, he kinda did. You are his little sister. He just loves you. I'd punch someone for getting with Pan, too. It's my bad, really."
Bra withdrew and stood up straight.
"So…you regret it?" She asked, looking hurt.
"No…my hand is stuck…Help me outta here and I'll, uh, explain better."
Bra looked concerned, but nodded and leaned down to examine his hand. Without too much thought, she punched the bricks with one hand and freed him. A man walking by practically passed out when he witnessed the shards of brick flying everywhere from such a tiny woman.
"There!" Bra cheered triumphantly.
He smiled, "Thanks, princess. Now, about my 'regretting' getting with you…"
He scooped Bra up into his arms and hugged her tightly. He kissed her lips playfully, setting her down and lingering there for a moment. She blushed and smiled.
"Let's get that free coffee, then. I really don't care what Trunks thinks of us…I can't say that I've ever been happier in my life!"
Bra turned and skipped across the street. Goten watched her and chuckled to himself. She was so oddly adorable. He followed after her and took a seat away from Trunks at Cabba's patio table.
"So…I guess I showed up at the perfect time!" Cabba smiled happily.
"More like a stalker…" Marron groaned under her breath.
"I was actually just meeting Caulifla in a bit, so it's purely coincidence." Cabba shrugged.
"Caulifla, huh? Hmph." Marron scoffed.
Marron always had a bit of an issue with Cabba. Even when Cabba first moved in with Vegeta's family and started high school with Trunks and Goten, Marron thought he was an uptight jerk. Goten was pretty sure she was just jealous of him for some reason.
"So what's the big issue here?" Cabba asked, stirring some creamer into his coffee.
"Um…" Goten whispered behind his hand, "Was that you last night that walked in on me? Is that why you're doing this? I swear it was a one time thing and we totally shouldn't bring it up right now…"
Cabba looked back at him in shock and scowled, "I have no idea what you're talking about…and I don't wanna know…"
Goten flushed bright red and slumped down in his seat.
"Who's first? C'mon guys, let's get this all out in the open! I still have to meet Caulifla before my shift at the hospital…" Cabba encouraged with reservation.
The four looked around at each other inquisitively, but no one spoke. Cabba sighed heavily.
"Okay, I'll start then. Trunks and Goten…I assume the problem is that you don't like your best friend dating your sister…and you don't like your best friend dating your ex-fiancée."
Trunks and Goten nodded reluctantly.
"Well! You only have the power to take charge of your own life, not someone else's. Goten and Marron are over. I've heard just about enough drama from the two of them to last me about six lifetimes."
Cabba eyed Marron, clearly taking Goten's side in their split. Marron blushed and slumped in her chair, mimicking Goten's posture.
"And Trunks…you want our sister with a good guy, don't you? Who better than the friend that you've had since, well I don't know, since he was born?"
Trunks frowned and looked away.
"I'm not comfortable with her dating anyone, period. He doesn't even know her! And she's not your sister. She's my sister. Get that through your head, man."
Cabba looked a little wounded by his adoptive-brother's words, but Bra rolled her eyes and interrupted.
"Well, you can do whatever you want with whoever you want, Trunks. If you're happy with Marron, be my guest. It's not like you can do any better. Have you ever even had a serious girlfriend?"
Bra snapped her finger and bobbed her head back forth as she talked, before crossing her arms and sitting back against the chair. Trunks sighed and took a gulp of his coffee while Marron looked completely destroyed by Bra's insult. Trunks peeked over at Marron and shrugged.
"Marron, don't you want to add anything to this…clearly very coincidental intervention?"
Marron frowned up at him and shrugged back, "Well…I think we've all been under a lot of pressure and…maybe we're too involved with each other's problems. Clearly last night was a lapse of judgment and trust in Goten's ability to be an empathetic human being. It definitely won't happen again. I don't really even need to speak to him anymore, so I guess it doesn't matter who I date."
Goten looked like a deer in headlights and blushed a bit. Bra was growing impatient.
"What happened last night with you two?" Bra asked with narrowed eyes.
"Nothing happened! We had some drinks, we talked, and that's all. Good closure to a dead relationship." Goten grumbled.
He felt a little nervous. He couldn't possibly admit to Bra what happened. Even if she was mad at him and they weren't together only a few short hours earlier, he wasn't supposed to be kissing Marron. Trunks would probably attack Goten on the spot if Marron spilled those beans.
Suddenly, Trunks stood up frantically with his phone in his hand looking as though he'd just seen a ghost on the phone's screen.
"Um…I totally forgot about this meeting…Mare, I'm so sorry. I really gotta go!"
Marron looked up at him slightly annoyed, "I asked you if you had to work today…"
Cabba waved his hand a few times, "I can drop Marron off at home. Get going, Trunks."
Marron scowled, but Trunks thanked Cabba and glared at Bra and Goten.
"I've got my eye on you two…this isn't over."
He stomped off and threw a capsule, producing a very fancy sports car. Marron waved goodbye and Bra sighed.
"Thank God he's gone." Bra yawned.
Goten laughed and put his arm around her, causing Marron to roll her eyes.
"Well, Caulifla just texted…I gotta get going. Let's go, Marron." Cabba suggested, standing up and placing a small pile of cash on the table.
"Okay seriously…were you literally just over here randomly? You didn't follow us?" Bra asked, leaning forward in her seat.
Cabba smiled warmly, "No, I didn't follow you. I had stuff to do today. Cauli and I…we've got a lot to talk about. It's the first time since…since she left. Besides, she's talking about moving out to the city. I offered to help her find an apartment on her own…"
Goten raised his eyebrows, "Really? Mom's okay with that? She threw a fuckin fit when I tried to move out the first time…she thinks of Caulifla like a daughter."
Cabba shrugged, "I'm just looking forward to having my best friend back. I'm sure you understand."
Marron got up hesitantly and followed Cabba down the sidewalk. When they were out of sight, Bra let out a huge sigh of relief.
"Well that was fucking weird." Bra laughed, pressing her thigh against Goten's as she scooted her chair closer.
"Yeah, it was. It sure did feel like an intervention." Goten admitted, staring up at the bright sky thoughtfully.
"Hmm…so what do you wanna do now?" Bra asked.
"Well I've been meaning to ask you if you wanted to come to this party with me tonight." Goten suggested.
"Is it gonna be legit or lame because I am so totally down if it's legit…" Bra asked coyly.
He laughed, "Any party that my buddy Mikio throws is legit. It'll be dope. I'm guessing you'll wanna go shopping for an outfit though, right?"
She threw her arms around his neck dramatically.
"You know me so well already, Ten!"
As they walked down the street, Bra was pulling Goten along by the arm so hard that he struggled to stifle his complaining. He occasionally pulled back when she got too excited. She was no match for his tugs and flung backwards like a ragdoll, much to his amusement.
"It's so weird dating another Saiyan. You're as strong as I am!" She said.
"I dunno. We gotta work on your whole not being able to turn Super Saiyan thing. How can you not be able to do that yet? Trunks and I were so young…it just kinda happened for us." Goten asked, staring into the window of an electronics shop.
She frowned, "I dunno! Neither can Pan so maybe girls can't? Oh wait…Caulifla…well, she's from another universe and a pureblood..."
"Hardly an excuse." Goten laughed pridefully.
"Well, my dad says princesses don't need to be Super Saiyans because I'm already powerful enough without it!"
Goten laughed and poked her cheek. "He's got that right!"
After a day of visiting stores that Goten had never even heard of before, he was exhausted. Bra had a bag or two from at least twelve different places. So much for taking the motorcycle home, Goten remised. They ended up using one of Bra's larger SUVs.
"Sorry we couldn't take the bike out again, I know how much you love it. My mom has like eight of them because my dad likes to ride them."
Goten's mouth fell open. "Your mom has…eight…Vegeta likes motorcycles?"
He made a face at the thought of big, tough Saiyan Vegeta enjoying such a human hobby.
Bra rolled her eyes, "He's a lot more fun than you guys think. I totally love my dad. He's the best!"
She beamed with such pride, Goten thought. Her father was supposed to be the king of their dwindling race one day, and perhaps she could have been the queen in another life. He laughed out loud at the thought of Trunks as a king, causing Bra to frown at him curiously.
Goten was admittedly jealous. Vegeta had instilled such pride in their race within Trunks and Bra. Goten's father didn't even know that he was a Saiyan until his evil brother showed up and tried to kill Gohan when he was just a toddler.
Goten suddenly felt a burning anger towards his father stabbing at his heart again.
"I wish I would've been taught more about Saiyan customs when I was younger. My mom was mad at me when I turned Super Saiyan for the first time…she said I wasn't allowed to do it again. She called me a monster."
Bra laughed, "Well, I'm sure you and Trunks proved her wrong several times over. Gotenks is awesome."
Goten gave her a surprised look, "You really think Gotenks is awesome?"
He felt himself blushing and looked away. Bra continued talking excitedly.
"My dad doesn't like teaching the fusion technique. He thinks it looks stupid. Your dad wasn't around to teach Pan so we never got to learn it together. Who else could I possibly fuse with? It's gotta be a girl obviously."
Goten stared down at the floor of Bra's car and sighed.
"What's wrong?" She asked, driving far too fast.
Goten paused. Slowly he looked up to meet her gaze and frowned.
"I just really, really…hate my dad."