Author's Note

Hi guys, this is my first ever multiple chapter fic. I decided to write a GotenxBra fic after being inspired by Vagus's Baby Bloomer story. If you haven't read it yet, I highly recommend it! I hope you guys enjoy the first chapter, I do intend to update regularly. All reviews are welcome!

I don't own anything related to Dragon Ball Z, but man do I wish I did! All characters, storylines etc... belong to Akira Toriyama

Chapter 1

Thirteen-year-old Bra stood at the table waiting for her best friend Pan to finish serving herself some food. With her striking blue eyes and hair Bra was a little miniature of her mom, Bulma. Thankfully though Bra had inherited her father's Saiyan genes she had not inherited his or Trunks appetites, although the same couldn't be said about Pan. With three plates already overflowing with food Pan was now filling a fourth plate before balancing all four plates on her hands.

"Can we please sit down now, I literally could have finished eating in the time it took you to serve yourself Pan!" Bra said with a roll of her eyes.

"Sorry, sorry, but I was sparring with Grandpa before we got here, and man am I hungry."

Grabbing a plate from Pan before everything fell to the floor both teenagers made their way to an empty table and sat down. Before Bra had even put down her plate Pan had already started eating. Smiling to herself Bra thought about how much Pan reminded her of Goku. Eating at a far slower pace Bra was soon lost in thought as she looked around at the guests in their backyard. Marron was with her mom, Eighteen, but had already let the two girls know that as soon as she was finished helping her mom she'd be right there. Pan and Marron were her two best friends, the only two girls who could possibly understand what it was like to be a part of this, very strange, family. Already she could tell her dad and Goku were gearing up to spar after they had eaten lunch, a normal occurrence when her mom threw one of her parties. Slowly chewing her meat, Bra's blue eyes fell on her brother and Goten. Whispering quietly between themselves, Bra wondered what the two of them were talking about. Both boys had been joined at the hip ever since they'd been babies and as they'd grown their relationship had only gotten closer. Now with both boys having finished school and already in college Bra didn't get to see them as often as she would have liked, especially Trunks. When Trunks had still lived at home, he would often hang out with her and watch tv or even take her to the park or get ice-cream. Now though he was either studying or out partying with Goten. Bra was well aware her dad thought that Trunks' behaviour was not becoming of Saiyan royalty but whenever the conversation got too heated, she was always taken well out of earshot. Shrugging Bra went back to her lunch as Marron finally sat down.

"Shew, am I glad that's over. I swear the amount of food that was prepared could have fed my family for months! I can't even imagine how much food must be cooked at your houses every day!"

"It's not so much now that Trunks doesn't live at home anymore, although when he comes over for dinner Mom always prepares way more than she usually would so he can take some back with him. He doesn't really come over for dinner all that often though, it's almost always lunch" Bra responded.

"Finally raising her head from her plate Pan said "I heard my mom and dad talking the other night about Goten and it sounded like him and Trunks are out every night. Turns out my parents went out for dinner and they ran into them about to leave the restaurant with two girls. My dad just said the boys better be careful and not make any mistakes."

Just for a split-second Bra pictured herself all grown up and having dinner with Goten but as soon as the picture formed it was gone, Goten was like her older brother. Looking over at him, Bra wondered just what mistakes Gohan was talking about.

Goten looked up just in time to catch Bra looking over at him with a strange expression on her face. Catching herself the teen smiled and waved before turning back to her friends. Wondering what that was about Goten turned back to Trunks and their plans for the evening. A frat house on campus was throwing a party and both boys already had plans to go. Only half hearing what Trunks was saying to him Goten turned back to the girls. Marron, blonde and beautiful like her mom, was telling the girls a story and just as she finished all three of them burst into laughter. Pan had stuffed her face and was looking like she was going to choke but before he knew it, she had swallowed the food whole. A skill she must have picked up from his father. Bra was smiling and suddenly, Goten could picture the beautiful woman she was going to grow into. At thirteen she was already very beautiful, but her face still had its baby fat and her body still needed to grow into the curves her mother was famous for. But Goten could see the angles of her cheekbones that would soon appear and the curves of her waist that would be formed. A well of protectiveness rose fiercely within him and he growled softly surprising even himself.

"Dude, what's wrong?" Trunks asked surprised.

"Nothing man, I was just thinking about the party later and whether those twins would be there."

Smirking Trunks looked back down at his phone and said, "only one way to make sure."

Turning once more Goten looked back at Bra and wondered what the hell had happened to him that made him react like that. Bra was just a child and she was Trunks' little sister. That must have been what made feel like he wanted to rip apart any man that dared approach her. After all he had watched her grow up, taken her for piggyback rides, played with her in the park and had even carried her to bed when him and Trunks had been watching over her whilst Vegeta and Bulma had been out. She was like a little sister to him and of course that would make him feel protective over her. Deciding that that had to be it Goten put his feet up and returned his thoughts back to the party later that night and the identical twins that were now waiting for them.