I have four words that describe the worst song ever: Swag Like Wonton Soup. RANT OVER

LAST TIME, ON DK2.5's STORY... (you have to imagine it in the voice of the announcer from super-friends [don't ask me how I know this] to have the best enjoyment... Whatever you want to call it. But thats the LAST TIME voice from now on)

She snapped out of it quickly. They were still flying when she got out of her sent triggered trance.

'Dammit, now I'm doing, too. But more importantly; did he notice me sniffing him?' she questioned herself. 'It must be the Saiyan side of me. I remember daddy telling me something about Saiyin senses or something like that. I'll have to "ask" him later.'

Suddenly, Goten shook her. "Bra. Hey Bra, were here."

And now, Back to the show

BRA'S P.O.V.

"Bra? Hello?" Goten asked curiously. Soon a devilish smile crept upon his face. In his younger days, him and Trunks were known for their mischievous ways. Why not bring back the memories?

All of a sudden, Goten took a big deep breath in.

"BRA! WAKE UP!" he screamed at the top of his lungs. Birds flew off of their trees. Squirrels climbed into their tree holes. People covered their ears in pain and the fear of losing their hearing.

"AHHHH! GOTEN! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR? YOU COULD'VE JUST SHAKEN ME AWAKE YOU ASSHOLE! WHAT'S YOUR FUCKING PROBLEM YOU PILE OF MONKEY INTESTINES! YOU SCARED THE SHIT OUT OF ME YOU ASS MUNCHING SON OF A BITCH! HOW IMMATURE CAN YOU GET YOU BASTARD! YOU'RE A LIFELESS PIECE OF ASS-CAKE!" Bra shouted while hopelessly beating on Goten's chest. After a few minutes of punches, she finally calmed down.

"Goten, that was a dick move," she said.

"Hey, I'm losing my reputation."

"Which one? The one about causing mischief, or the one about being a total man-whore?"

"Hey Bra, that's going too far. There's a line between joking and insulting, and you just took 10 1/2 steps over it. That was low, even for you."

"Even for me? Even for me? Let me tell you Goten, I can get a lot meaner than this. And where does this half a step come from? Are you really that immature?"

"Fine! If your gonna PMS all night, I don't wanna be here for it" Goten said angrily. He flew away before she could say anything else.

'Gosh, that was really bad. I never knew Goten could get that angry.' she thought depressingly. She needed time to think.

"I do need to go clear things up with Goten, but he'll probably be too mad to talk to me. I think I'll just walk around for a little bit," Bra thought aloud.

Bra walked around the city with her head down, not caring where she went. After she thought about it, she decided that she would wait until tomorrow when he was not as angry.

She walked into a darker area. As she looked up, she got a good look at the alley. It was a tall brick, one entrance alleyway. One the middle of the right side, there were cracked steps leading to a rusted metal door. In the left side, closer to the back, there was a square window directly above a garbage dump.

She didn't notice the people waiting through the rusted metal door.

GOTEN'S P.O.V.

'What was her problem? All he did was play a prank on her. It was only to remind her that he use to be the mischief king. But she decided to take it personally and throw a hissy fit. Then she went and "Oh so jokingly" called me a man-whore. A man-whore for Dende's sake! Ok, so what if I likes to "experiment" with the female body. If she calls me that, I wonder what she calls Trunks, he's worse than me when it comes to the opposite gender. He considers them all just a good fuck. Only Dende knows when he'll decide to settle down. But whatever. How am I a man-whore if I hold steady relationships? So what if some of them only last one night? I've had relationships that lasted a few years! That's more than Bra can live up to.' He thought just letting his mind drift into a peaceful rant as he flew to Capsule Corp.

Goten landed on the back lawn and knocked on the back door. To his surprise, Vegeta opened the door... Again.

"What do you want, Brat?" Vegeta asked with venom in his voice.

"Uh... A nice hello wouldn't hurt you know? It could actually get you involved in a conversation that didn't involve fighting, calling my dad a retard, or arguing with Bulma." replied Goten.

"Brat, you do not want to cross paths with me."

"If you're in my way, I'll trample you, old man"

As Vegeta's face turned red in anger, he punched Goten in the face faster than the eye can see. Goten flew through the bushes, making an indent in the ground. He sprung up and said loudly, "If that's how you wanna play it, lets go, ya old fart."

They flew at each other blinded by anger. Vegeta angry because of Goten's disrespect to the almighty Prince of all Saiyans. Goten blinded because of his anger towards Bra.

As soon as they made contact, Vegeta did some skillful moves and had Goten in a full nelson.

"And by the way," Vegeta asked, "where the fuck is my daughter?"

"I don't know! We got into a fight and I flew off to see Trunks."

"Then where is she?"

"I don't know! I don't remember where I... Holy shit Bra's ki just spiked!"

Goten flipped Vegeta off of his back and onto the ground. When on the ground, Goten threw multiple ki blasts at him. When Vegeta got up unfazed, Goten went to his last resort.

"Solar Flare!" he screamed and flew off.

BRA'S P.O.V.

She walked to the end of the alley. She just needed time for herself. When she got to the end of the alleyway, she put her back against the wall.

'Why did I have to go and be such a dick to Goten? All he did was play a prank. Why did I have to go and get all up in his face? Why did I even call him a man-whore? We both know he's not. I'm just an asshole.' Bra thought solemnly.

Then, the metal door creeped open with a loud squeak. Three muscular men stepped out. One was a bald, dark-skinned man with a ripped t-shirt and a torn up pair of cargo shorts. The guy in the middle wore a solid blue polo shirt and jeans with holes in them. He had chocolate brown skin and dark black dreadlocks. The last guy was by far the worst. He had eyes that were unaligned. When he smiled, anyone could tell that he had gotten in too many fistfights. His teeth were mostly gone and the ones that were there were crooked in any direction they could. He had black, thinning hair, and wore rags. Literally rags. He was wearing a dirt-covered bed sheet that reached down to his mid-thighs. His grey sweat pants had holes everywhere. Bra was surprised they didn't fall apart just walking out of the door. Then she noticed that none of them had shoes, or socks, and most of their clothes were stolen.

Finally she stammered, "What d-do you guys w-want?"

"I don't know. Right here er' three hideous men who live on tha streets, then there's this fine young thang who walks through OUR alleyway. From the looks of yer' clothesis, you probly be a rich one." the man in the blue collared shirt said.

"So w-what did you w-want with m-me?" Bra asked fearfully.

"We here live on ther' streets. We aint' got no fine thangs like you 'round hur. So what do ya think we want? WE GONNA RAPE YA!" the hideous one said as the three men closed in on her.

"P-p-please d-don't hurt m-me. I d-didn't d-d-do anything w-wrong!" Bra cried.

When the three got close enough, they began tearing at her clothes. In an attempt to get help, she screamed at the top of her lungs. Suddenly, a hand clamped on top of her mouth.

"Shut it girly, we don't got time fer yer games."

When she finally stop screaming into the guys hand, they continued their assault. She looked to the side and saw her ripped up clothes lying on the ground. Just looking at them threw her into another fit of panic.

"Hey Jimmy, looky hur, this one be a feisty one."

"Shut it Dave, you don't even know what feisty gone mean."

"At least I don't got no messed up tooth!"

"You take that back! I got these screwy teeth from savin' yer sorry ass from all them big bar fights!"

"Nuh-uh!"

"Uh-huh!"

"BOTH OF YOU, SHUT YER FUCKING PIE HOLES!"

"Yes Colvin," Jimmy and Dave said together.

"SOMEONE HELP ME! PLEASE! HELP! GOTEN, SOMEONE! HELP!" Bra shouted in panic.

A hand clamped over her mouth again.

"I said shut it girly!" Dave said aggravated.

They started tearing at her bra. Soon they ripped one side off and someone else ripped her panties off.

"I call first dibs!" screamed Jimmy.

"Shut it, ya nut," Colvin replies, "I'm in charge hur, so i get to gone go first!"

Jimmy whimpered in response.

Colvin stripped down his pants. When he finally got naked, he positioned the tip of his manhood at the front of Bra's entrance.

"This gonna be fun, girly. You be in fer one hell of a ride."

He got ready to thrust in when someone punched him to the ground.

"Jimmy, I told yer good fer nothin' ass that I get to go first! What thur fuck is wrong with that puny brain you gots there?" Colvin screeched.

"Sorry boss, it aint' be me. I was lettin you go ferst, cuz' you be the boss."

"Damn right I be the boss!"

He positioned himself for a second time. He was about to try again when his face collided with a foot. Finally, they could see the attacker. He was a tall man with reckless brown hair. His deep brown eyes scanned the alleyway for evidence of what happened.

'So three guys decided to come and try to rape her? That's why her ki spiked so much! She even fell unconscious! What's wrong with these people?'

"Hey youngin', were'd you be comin from all ther sudden?" Dave asked.

"Who the fuck are you people to come and try to rape my Bra? Do you want your faces pounded in? Cuz' I'll be glad to rid the world of three more scum like you."

"Scum? Scum? We aint' no scum, we just homeless folk who gone need to appease our sexual bodilyish partses."

As Colvin started to speak, Goten flew at them with blinding speed. One by one he beat them down. First, he went to Colvin. Going faster than humanly possible, Goten beat in his neck and blasted him with ki blast. He then flew to Jimmy. He kicked out his legs and as he crumpled, dropped kicked his head. Jimmy flew like a rag doll an got his head stuck in the wall like a scarred ostrich. Then, Goten flew to Dave. He grabbed his arm and spun him around countless times. Finally, he flung him into the air and follow Dave with a Kamehameha. Goten walked slowly to Jimmy and pulled his head out of the wall.

"P-please don't hurt-t me! I only did w-what Colvin t-told me to!" he pleaded.

"I'm gonna let you go, scum, but the only reason is so that you can tell them to either not harm anybody else EVER, or castrate themselves."

"Yes mister, I'll go tell my bud's right now! I prom... prom... I prom...ise... Pornise! Yea, that's the word. Mister, I pornise to gone go tell my bud's to castrate themselves." Jimmy said relieved.

"Good. Now get out of my sight. The thought of you makes me sick."

Finally, Jimmy left the alleyway. Goten walked up to Bra's unconscious body. Jimmy unexpectedly stuck his around the corner.

"Oh, and by thur way mister. What does castrate gone mean?"

"It means chopping off your dick, you retard! And I. Said. LEAVE!" he screamed before exploding into Super Saiyan.

Eye's full of terror, Jimmy ran as fast as his legs and ripped up sweat pants would take him.

Goten then returned to Bra's side. He looked down upon her. She was lying there in her full glory. Her breast were the perfect shape, round with a teardrop shape to it. She was a very attractive women, Goten couldn't deny it.

'No no no, this is all wrong. I have no right to stare. I'm the one that caused this. It's all my fault! If only I hadn't played that stupid prank on her!' he thought.

He leaned down and gently picked her limp body off the ground. He carried her like a new husband would carry his wife. Goten tucked her head into the crook of his should as to make sure that nothing happened to her neck. Once he felt that she would be fine, he flew off. Slowly at first, but then gradually sped up. He quickly got to C.C. and blasted a window with a ki blast. He flew through as the window shattered. With a fully naked Bra in his arms, he ran to the healing tank.

"Where's a medic! I need a medic!" Goten screamed in desperation.

The doors busted open and a man in a white medical coat walked in.

"Sir, can you tell me how to use this thing? Bra needs help and she needs it now!" Goten pleaded.

"Let me just press this button, then... Vwalla! Just put her in there and attach the mask to her face and pads to her head."

Goten did as he said as fast as he could. The doctor hit a few buttons and the chamber closed and started to fill up with liquid.

'Bra, please be okay. This is all my fault. Oh, come on! I swear to god I will kill someone if you don't get better! Ugh!'

All of the sudden, Trunks walked into the room.

"Hey Goten," he said, not noticing his younger sister in the healing tank, "I felt your ki over here. What's up, bro?"

"TRUNKS, YOU'RE A FUCKING IDIOT! YOUR SISTER IS IN THAT HEALING TANK JUST ABOVE MY HEAD AND ALL YOU CAN THINK ABOUT IS HOW YOU FELT MY KI! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?"

"Geez, Goten, calm down.I did notice my sister in there. I was getting to that. Just hold your horses." Trunks said.

"Okay, I'll calm down. What do you want, Trunks?"

"I want to know why my sister is in the healing tank and why you're sitting here like a bum sulking about something I don't know about."

"Bra's in there because she almost got raped, Trunks, raped! And you're just sitting there like it's a beautiful day out and you just me the girl of your dreams. What a great brother you are," Goten said sarcastically.

"You didn't answer my full question, Goten. The other half was why are you sitting here sulking like it was your fault?"

"BECAUSE IT WAS MY FAULT!" Goten screamed before storming out of the room.

Goten stormed out of the building and flew to his special place. It was deep inside the woods, near a raging waterfall where Goten was able to think clearly. He needed a cool off. Trunks didn't understand the depth of the situation. Bra might not survive! And of course, he's just sitting there like it's no ones business.

After an hour of meditation, Goten flew back to check on Bra. When he got there he came to an enraged Vegeta waiting on the front lawn

End of Chapter 2

Wow, I'm a dick. I just love cliffhangers so much. I like to keep people involved in the story, what can I say? So as some people say, R&R? I think? I'm not sure but it sounds pretty right to me. If i'm wrong someone PLEASE tell me. I don't want to run around looking like a retard through my writing because I don't know what R&R means. I'm welcome to all comments about it. Even comical ones (I like a good joke, what can i say?). I'd like to thank everyone who reviewed last chapter (chapter 1). Review = Encouragement = Hyperactivity = Creativity = Awesome Ideas = THIS STORY. And just so you all know, this is not how I expected this chapter to turn out. But it's whatever man. I also rant for too long BYE.