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Saiyan vs. Akatsuki

:*: Bra :*:

I couldn't believe my eyes. The nightmare came true, he actually showed up to my mother's ball to find me! My fists were clutched at my sides, the intensity was causing my nails to dig into my palm.

"Goten, please, I just want a moment with her." He pleaded, his eyes falling from Goten's and relaxing on mine which were still widened from shock.

I pulled Goten back as he began making his way towards him, I was even more surprised as to how tense he was. "Goten," I spoke in a quiet voice so only he could hear me. "Please, let me handle this. You've had quite the liquor tonight and you're not thinking straight, you'll kill him if you touch him. Please." He wouldn't look at me, he continued glaring at Roy. Goten's a saiyan, a buzzed saiyan. I'm afraid he'll escalate things out of control and snap Roy in half...

"Bra, please hear me out. I need you."

"Roy," I turned with my back near Goten to keep him from racing in front of me. "I already told you I want nothing to do with you, now leave! I already regret so much since the day I met you, just get out of my life. Please." I drilled my eyes into him, pleading for him to respect my wishes.

His eyes reflected a glimpse of hurt. "So you're ready to just throw it all away? I was there for you when you needed me, I listened to what you had to say-"

"Yeah, after you tried to dope me up every chance you had." I mumbled louder than I wanted to, folding my arms across my chest.

His expression transitioned from hurt to vengeful. "You took what I had willingly. You couldn't stop yourself from snorting and smoking that shit. Just admit it, you loved getting high."

I whirled around as Goten tensed up. I put my hands against his chest to keep him from moving. "You actually did it?" He stared down at me, the look in his eyes crushed me. I hid my face away in shame. "I'll fucking kill him."

"Goten, no!" He overpowered me and lunged straight for Roy. He grabbed him by the collar and prepped his arm back for a punch. I threw myself onto it, trying my hardest to hold it back. I cringed as I heard his fist collide with his face. Luckily, the impact wasn't as great with me hanging on for Roy's life. Next, Roy did the stupidest thing he could ever do in his life. He tried fighting back. He grabbed Goten by his collar as well and attempted to get a couple hits in. One may have hit, but it didn't phase Goten whatsoever. Instead, it just fueled the fire in his eyes.

Goten shoved him hard into the wall and went towards him again, but I continued to hang on. I forced myself in front of him and began to shout. He was not listening to me! "Goten, stop! He's human, you can't do this to him!" I turned to view Roy's beaten face. His eyebrow was bleeding profusely from that one and only punch delivered by Goten. I whirled back around at Goten who was still walking towards him, taking me along.

"God damnit!" I used all the strength I had and shoved the stubborn saiyan in front of me. I may not train as often as my dad would like but I still have his blood rushing in my veins. Goten stumbled back and looked down at me, still enraged. "Stop, Goten." I spoke in a calm but stern voice. I heard footsteps approaching me from behind and saw Goten's gaze lift from mine and to the person behind me.

"You keep your damn hands off of her."

"Bra's a big girl, she can decide this for herself." I shuddered when I felt his hand gently grip my shoulder. Did he actually think I was defending him this entire time? Holy shit! What more did I need to tell him?

I turned around so we were finally face to face and scooted him back slightly so that he wasn't so close to Goten. "Listen closely 'cause I'm tired of repeating myself. Stay away from me. We're done." I stared intently into his eyes, hoping he would finally understand. Instead, I got the opposite reaction I wanted. His eyes looked up briefly, probably at Goten a few feet behind me, then he cupped my face with his hands and pressed his lips against mine. I pushed back against him, groaning loudly in protest. That's when everything played out in slow motion.

Goten pushed me away from Roy, causing me to stagger back into the rail. Once I finally regained my composure, Goten already had him on the ground. I couldn't tell if he was choking him or punching him, but I immediately threw myself onto his back. I could not pry him off. With my hands pulling and pulling on his shoulders, I looked around, panicked and praying for this to stop. Then, as if the heavens answered my prayers for the second time tonight, two figures emerged from the balcony doors.

:*: Pan :*:

Trunks and I strode quickly through the hall as we followed Goten's ki that was much too high for us to ignore. "Up here!" I shouted over the music. We ran up the staircase, our adrenaline pumping as we could hear shouting once we neared the doors.

As if we were in some action movie, we bursted both doors open and immediately caught sight of the scene. Bra was pulling on Goten but he refused to budge from the body on the ground, most likely Roy. Trunks took hold of Goten's hand that was around Roy's neck and pryed it off with much effort. He clung onto his wrist and pulled him to his feet. "Goten, what the hell! You could've killed him!" He continued to yell at him, backing him away from Roy as much as possible. Bra pressed her hands against her forehead, struggling to fight back the overwhelming tears in her eyes.

I didn't know what exactly was going on but all I could do was put a reassuring arm around her as we both watched her brother scold my uncle. Roy struggled to sit himself up from the ground and repeatedly touched his bleeding face. Next thing I knew, another figure came from the doors. "Oh shit." I murmured. The figure looked down at his beaten brother, then at Trunks and Goten. He threw his jacket to the ground and headed straight towards the two.

"Kain, no!" I jumped in front of him, trying to save him from having the same fate as his brother. Instead of hitting Trunks, his fist collided with my stupid self who jumped in the way. I stumbled slightly to the side, taken aback by the blow. I pressed my fingers to me cheek a couple times to check the damage but I was fine. Trunks' eyes locked with mine, obviously not pleased with the incident that just took place.

Bra ran between the two, facing her brother and trying to calm him down. I glanced over to Kain, regret flooded across his face.

"Pan, I'm so sorry, I-"

Trunks aggresively gripped both sides of Kain's blazer and shoved him hard into the wall. "I told you to get the fuck out of here. Take your brother and leave while you're both still in one piece." He stared him down as Kain slowly squeezed out of the little space between him and Trunks and helped his brother up. Roy staggered to his feet with his brother's assistance and gave Bra one final long gaze as the two boys left.

The four of us just stood there, scowling at them as they made their exit. Once the doors finally closed, we all remained still. You could cut the tensity with a knife. Trunks cocked his head to the side at Goten who released a deep exhale and went to look over the rail. Bra sighed, blowing her bangs from her eyes.

"What the hell was that all about?" Trunks asked her.

She rolled her eyes, still angry about the whole situation obviously. "Long story." She mumbled. After a couple moments she looked back at Goten then to the doors and left the balcony.

I tightened my folded arms against my chest as I felt my cheek began to throb. I flinched when I noticed he was now standing right in front of me.

"Let me see." He brought his hand to my face, his thumb gently caressing my 'injury'.

"I'm fine." I pulled my face away, not wanting to be babied over some little punch.

He released a sigh and continued to stare at me. I finally looked up at him, wondering what was so interesting. "What?" I smiled, trying to lighten the mood. "Goten's standing right there, you're going to attract attention by standing so close to me."

He chuckled at that. "Why would that stop me? Do we have some hidden affair type of thing going?"

I was going to respond with some sly remark, but the words were lost when he closed the space between us even more. I gulped, not sure whether it was finally going to happen or not.

"Trunks Briefs! I've been looking all over the place for you!" The three of us instantly looked over to the doorway. Bulma was not happy. "The photographers have been waiting for half an hour now! Get your date and get your ass in the lobby."

Trunks rolled his eyes looking back to me. Now was the time when the Briefs family had their little photoshoot for magazines all over Japan. "You going in, Goten?"

We both looked over at him, he was still staring over the rail at the lights of the city. He shook his head no.

Trunks shrugged and ran his hand down my arm and to my hand, lacing our fingers. "Trunks, you heard your mom, you have to go." I reminded him. He began to walk into the building, dragging me behind him and pulling me inside without a response. "Trunks," I groaned in protest over the music. "She's going to kill you."

"Where do you think I'm going?" He looked back at me, flashing a devious smirk.

My face flushed. "No... no wait- but she said grab your date, I'm not-"

"Pan," He pulled me up alongside him so I could hear him better. "Why would I want the country thinking I came to a charity event with some foreign chick?" I didn't respond. Neither did he. Once we were outside the lobby doors, I stopped.

"Trunks, I can't. Pictures aren't really my thing." I scratched the back of my head and smiled nervously.

He grinned at me. "You're so cute."

"Don't call me cute! Trunks, I'm serious! You know everyone's going to see these magazines, they'll start asking questions and- well are you ready for people to know about... us?"

"The question is are you ready?" He let me think for a moment, then pulled me into the lobby where the cameras were flashing wildly.