Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ, Macy's, or Ami Mizuno (Sailor Moon).
A/N: Somebody had asked if this was a crossover, no I just like to use characters from other Anime for small roles. If some of you are familiar with them, it kinda makes it more fun and easier to visualize. Well, I think it's fun.
This chapter has been edited 12/6/14. This story was started in 2008, my writing has improved since then lol but I'm not going to change much in these early chapters, just some of the dialogue. Please just bear(bare?) with them, it gets better soon, I promise :p
:*:Drifting Apart:*:
"Wow! That looks so cute on you!" Marron smiled broadly as her friends admired the teal bikini she wore.
"Teal is so your color." Pan commented while trying on a Navy colored bikini outlined in white. Both of the girls loved it.
"Okay Bra, let's see yours." Bra was hesitant for a moment, then made her big reveal from behind the curtain. Marron and Pan's jaw dropped.
Bra gasped. "What? You don't like it? Is it the bottoms?"
"No! It looks... Fabulous!" Marron cheered.
The bikini top was a zebra pattern outlined in a dark purple trim, the bottoms were a solid dark purple.
"Good, so we're all ready for hot-tubbing tonight?" Pan asked as she gathered her purse from the fitting room.
"Definitely. Bra, are you okay?"Marron inquired, concern easing it's way into her tone towards her friend's odd behavior as of late.
Bra was leaning against the fitting room wall, her eyes lost in the air for a moment. She snapped back into reality at the sound of her name. "Wha,- uh yeah I'm fine, why?"
"Just wondering. Let's go back to your house, we've been gone for hours." The girls nodded in agreement and headed for the checkout department.
"Oh, Goten, your face is so soft... Your chest is so strong... Your abs are so muscular... Oops, I spilled whipped cream below your belly button. Let me get that for you." The female licked her lips with her tongue and lowered her head.
"Wake up sleepy head!"
Goten's eyes shot open at the sound of his niece's voice. She, Marron, and Bra surrounded him with shopping bags in their hands. He mentally cursed Pan for waking him from the best part of his dream, which she was infamous for doing. He slowly sat up and wiped his eyes. "Where's Trunks?"
"I don't know, we just got here. How was your morning run?" Pan plopped herself onto the couch next to Goten, Marron sat next to her. Bra sat in a chair adjacent to them.
"Exhausting as always. That Vegeta is one tough cookie to crack. What did you guys buy?" He glanced down at the bags each carried. Normally, he wouldn't take interest in their shopping hobby, but it's better than silence.
Marron flipped her hair to the side, eager to respond. "We went swimsuit shopping."
Now this Goten liked. "Can I see?" He asked with humored excitement.
Marron began to take hers out from the bag, but stopped when Pan slapped her leg. "Don't encourage his behavior."
"What? I was just making conversation." Goten laughed. "Why are you guys swimsuit shopping anyway, it's the middle of November."
"We're going hot-tubbing tonight." Bra answered.
"Your mom finally fixed it? Sweet, I wanna go!"
Pan quickly disagreed. "No! You and Trunks are the ones who broke it in the first place!"
Goten thought back a couple weeks. He and Trunks were enjoying a freshly cooked turkey, among other delicious delights, while soaking in the spa. They were so busy drinking and talking, they had lost complete sight of the food. To this day, Goten still blames Trunks for knocking it into the water and clogging some jets. It wasn't until the bubbles stopped that they realized the turkey was gone. "Aw yes, good times, good times. But that was purely by accident. A delicious accident."
"Oh Goten, you're full of excuses." Marron stood from the sofa and adjusted her white purse onto her shoulder. "I have to go. We're going at eight, right?"
Bra nodded.
Marron gave her and Pan a hug goodbye. "See ya Goten." She slapped him playfully upside the head as she walked by, receiving one to her lower back as he retaliated. Silence fell over the room as the blonde walked out the front door.
"Well, I'm gonna go see what Trunks is doing, then I'll probably head home. Are you staying here all day?" Goten rose from the couch, fixing the pillows he had been drooling on.
"No, mom wants me to come home for a couple hours. Can I catch a ride with you?" Pan rose as well to help him.
"Yeah. You okay Bra? You're awfully quiet over there."
Bra looked up. She hadn't realized she had been zoned out. "Yeah, I'm fine. Don't forget your stuff in my room, Pan."
"Oh yeah!" The young raven haired girl headed up the stairs, nearly bumping into Trunks who was coming down. "Sorry." She murmured as she went around him.
"Well well well, look who's finally awake." Trunks scanned the room to see what his friend may have destroyed in his sleep.
"Where have you been?" Goten finished the final cushion.
"After my shower, I came down and got some food, then I talked to Ami on the phone for like... ever, then I watched TV in my room."
"And you didn't feel the need to wake me up during all this?"
Trunks thought for a moment. "No, not really."
"Okay, I'm ready!" Pan trotted down the stairs, clutching her green overnight bag and her Macy's shopping bag.
"You're going home?" Trunks asked as she descended down the stairs.
"Yup. I'll be back tonight, I don't know about Goten. Bye bye." She gave Trunks a brief hug, inwardly blushing at the way he always left his arm around her waist just slightly longer than a brief 'friendly' hug should. She often wondered if he meant to do that or if it was just a coincidence.
Bra bid them farewell with a peace sign from her chair and a click of the tongue. "See you tonight girl."
"See ya twins." Trunks taunted as he ruffled their hair. Goten rolled his eyes and exited the home with Pan. He and Pan had acquired the nickname since they look as if they could be siblings and spent so much time together. People were actually shocked to learn that she was his niece rather than his sister.
Trunks sat on the couch, joining his sister in their grand living room. "So, you were talking to miss Ami Mizuno again?"
"Yeah. We're just friends though."
"Yeah. Sure." Ami Mizuno is Trunks' ex girlfriend. They had dated on and off for the past nine months. He had asked her out on Valentines day, and the arguments and lovey dovey moments hadn't stopped since. She and her friends call each other the sailor scouts. Bra never understood why, but figured it was some inside joke between them.
"I'm serious. Her and I closed that aspect of our relationship and we don't intend on reopening it. Why am I talking to you anyway?"
"That's what I was wondering." Bra stared at her nails as if deciding whether or not they had to be filed. Trunks stood from the couch and returned to his room, probably to talk to Ami again. She thought. She didn't show it, but Bra liked talking to her brother about things. Anything really, as long as they were talking. After several moments of sitting alone, she headed upstairs towards her room. As she neared the center of the large square hallway, she stopped. To her left was the guest bedroom where she spent most of her slumber parties. In front of her was her bedroom where she spent most of her time doing homework, sleeping, and just doing nothing. To her right was her parent's room, whom were never home. They slept there at night, but were gone nearly every day. And next to that was her brother's room. His door was closed, as always, and she began to wonder if he always closed his door to keep her out. Their parents were never home, so he didn't have to worry about them, it was just him and her. Is he shutting me out of his life?
Trunks laid on his bed, watching Scrubs on his new HD flat-screen his mother had bought him, no special occasion. He had actually ordered it himself, causing quite a surprise for his mother when she opened the door to a delivery man yielding a large cardboard box. But she didn't mind. As long as her children were happy, she was happy.
In the middle of a male enhancement commercial, Trunks' cell phone began to ring. He slipped it out from his pocket and flipped it open. "Hello?... Oh, hi Ami... Nothing, just watching TV. What are you up to?..." Ami explained how she had just gotten out of the shower and was now working on a stats assignment. Trunks always admired how studious she was. That was one of her qualities that attracted him to her. He would've never met her in the first place had Marron not introduced them. Ami was her tutor, he didn't know why but she was insisting that he meet her. A light tapping on his door interrupted their phone conversation. "Hang on a sec Ami, Come in." His door slowly opened as his sister peered her head from behind it.
"Can I come in?" She asked quietly.
Trunks rolled his eyes. "I gotta go Ami, I'll call you back later." He put his phone on his nightstand and stared at Bra, waiting for her to get to the point of whatever she wanted. "What do you want?"
Bra clicked the door shut behind her and gently sat herself at the foot of her brother's bed. She shrugged in response to his question. "Just seeing what you were up to. There ain't nothing else to do around here." She gazed around his room, trying to ignore the daggers her brother was throwing her with his eyes. "So... Whatcha doin'?"
"Watching TV..." Trunks was growing annoyed. The only time his sister came into his room was when she needed a favor or her and her friends were playing a trick on him. "What do you want?" He asked again, the annoyance reflected in his tone this time.
"I told you. I just wanted to see what you were up to. It's been a while since you and I have actually had a conver-"
"Look, if you want money I'm all out. You'll have to call mom and ask for her bank card. Now get out."
Bra felt as if her chest had just been stepped on. "Trunks," She said in what was almost a whisper. Her thoughts were constantly flashing to the previous night. She had told her friends that she was going to get a pillow, but she had her mind set on something else. She blinked her eyes to fight back the tears that began to swell up within them. She couldn't reveal the secret she had learned last night to her brother. Not now. But she did admit this: "I miss you."Trunks' furrowed his brow in confusion. Was this his spoiled kid sister talking? He moved his eyes away from her stare and kept them on the TV. "The only time we hang out is if we're with the twins and Marron. Even then we don't recognize each other's presence. We don't even talk anymore. I feel like... like we're drifting apart. Not only us, but our family. Mom's never home, neither is dad, and when you and I are home we just..." Her voice trailed away.
Trunks began to accept the seriousness in her voice. He couldn't remember the last time he and Bra had actually held a sincere conversation. She was right, this family was drifting apart, but what could he do about it? He withdrew his focus from the TV and looked at his sibling sitting at the foot of his bed, sadness etched in her features. She won't cry. She was one of the toughest girls he knew. Their father raised them to be too proud to show weakness, they tried not to anyways. He let out a sigh, trying to think of some way to comfort her. He slowly sat up and scooted closer to her, patting her back as he thought of something to cheer her up. "Are you hungry?"
"What's wrong with you, Cockroach?" Goten asked curiously. Pan's usual upbeat demeanor seemed to have disappeared since they left the Brief's Mansion.
Pan sighed. "Something's wrong with Bra."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, last night when we were getting ready for bed, she left the room for a while. She said she was going to get a pillow but she came back like minutes later without one...And she was unusually quiet... Then today at the mall, she seemed zoned out most of the time, and she was doing the same thing when we got back from the mall. Something's not right."
Goten stayed silent. It did seem unusual that Bra would act this way, but there could be other reasons. "Maybe she was just tired. I'm sure she's fine. You're her best friend, if anything was wrong she'd tell you."
Pan slowly nodded in agreement. "Yeah, you're right." I hope you're right.
Bra adjusted the white headband in her hair and smoothed out her white jacket. She checked herself over in the car mirror and felt her lips curve into a genuine smile. She couldn't remember the last time she and her brother had gone out alone, just the two of them.
"What are you smiling about?" Her eyes steered over to his face. She briefly wondered how he knew she was smiling since he was watching the road as he drove.
"Oh, nothing." She turned her head away and set her eyes watching the passing buildings and people out the window.
"Come on, Bra. You're keeping something from me." Silence. "Fine, but I assure you I will find out your little secret sooner or later."
A frown loomed across her lips. You don't want to know this one.
A/N: I would like to know pairings that you're interested in for this story and future stories. I'm also curious to know how many of you are familiar with the anime Sailor moon. I use a couple of their characters every now and then for quick appearances. Just curious though, I'm not going to have them involved in the main plot so no worries. Thanks for reading!