p class="MsoNormal" style="tab-stops: 14.2pt;"Chapter 5/p
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p class="MsoNormal"Bra lazily opened her eyes and slowly blinked a few times. With sleep still clinging to her she yawned and stretched her body out happily. Smiling to herself at the soreness she felt in all the right places, she turned to face Goten and stopped short. The space beside her was empty. Goten wasn't there nor was any of his clothing lying around from where they'd thrown them last night./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Feeling wide awake now, Bra quickly sat up and looked around. Apart from the way she felt and the marks left behind on her body from Goten's hands being all over her, there was nothing to indicate that he had even been there./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Desperately trying to prevent the tears that had formed from falling, Bra got to her feet and looked around for her clothes. She couldn't believe what had happened last night. In the light of morning things looked much different. She needed to change and get back home where she could take a few minutes to just sit down and think about what the hell had happened. She and Goten had had sex. Amazing, mind-blowing sex right on Trunks' floor of all places! Then Goten had vanished whilst she was asleep. Bra wasn't sure where to even start, but right now she just needed to get out of there and back into her own room and her own bed./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Hastily pulling on her underwear and shorts Bra groaned as she picked up her shirt. It was torn right down the middle and she didn't have anything else to wear. Feeling her anxiety begin to climb a little, she quickly ran up the stairs and into Trunks' room. She was gonna have to borrow one of his shirts and hope she didn't run into him on the way back home. Rifling through his wardrobe, Bra grabbed one of his many white shirts and hastily threw it on. Rushing back down the stairs, she cleaned up as best as she could and finally left./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Feeling like she could breathe again, Bra took to the skies to fly home and before five seconds was up, she was striding through the front door and entering her home. Heading straight up the stairs to her bedroom, she swiftly undressed and went into her bathroom. Undoubtedly she had Goten's scent all over her and if anyone got even the tiniest whiff of him on her like that, there was going to be some very awkward questions to answer. Hesitating for a second, Bra stopped and sniffed the air. She could smell Goten's masculine scent all over her, mixed with her own and for a fleeting moment, Bra felt like she didn't want to wash him off her. She wanted to keep their scents all tangled up together all over her and just breathe them in. Shaking her head though, she turned on her shower and jumped inside, grabbing her vanilla body wash and lathering up./p
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p class="MsoNormal"A little while later Bra stepped out of the shower and headed back into her bedroom. Pulling out her favorite sweats and , she changed and got into her huge four poster bed. The same one she'd had from the time she was twelve years old. If twelve-year old Bra could only see what she'd done last night she'd never believe it./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Finally allowing herself to think about what had actually happened last night Bra felt an emptiness envelope her chest. She had had sex once before, just the one time before. She had been seventeen and after months of studying sessions with another student at his house, one thing had led to another and they'd ended up having sex. She did like him and she knew that he was someone she could trust but she hadn't wanted to pursue anything further with him, much to his disappointment. It hadn't been anything to write home about and thankfully they'd used protection so she didn't have anything to worry about./p
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p class="MsoNormal"This time with Goten, everything had been different. From the instant Bra had felt his hands touch her lips her body had responded. Every kiss, every touch had made her shiver in pleasure and she forgot everything but the way he made her feel. It was as if she was someone else, someone reduced to their base instincts. He completely captivated her until she was focused on nothing else but him. Until there was no space in her mind, body or soul for anything other than Goten. Reaching over to check her phone, Bra pulled up her tracking app and was deeply grateful to see that she still had a few days to go until she started ovulating. Neither one of them had given a single thought to using protection and if it had been a fertile time for her, they could have been in serious trouble. Not to mention the fact that they had actually had sex on Trunks' floor. Bra covered her head with the duvet and groaned. What had she been thinking. Trunks could have walked in on them anytime last night or even this morning. What on earth would she have done if that had happened. Another groan escaped Bra's mouth as she thought about how reckless and thoughtless she and Goten had been./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Bra sighed deeply as she finally allowed herself to think about the fact that she and Goten had slept together and then he had disappeared whilst she was asleep and hadn't said a single thing since. No note, no text, nothing. The emptiness in her chest intensified and Bra felt the tears coming. She had thought that perhaps she meant something to Goten. The way he had looked into her eyes and the tenderness with which he handled her made her believe that he felt the same way she did. That what they were doing was special, meaningful, so much more than sex but his actions clearly made it obvious that it was just sex for him and that he didn't think that much of her to even stay the night and speak to her in the morning./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Bra felt the hole in her chest getting bigger and suddenly there was nothing more she wanted than to just curl up with her mom and feel Bulma rub her back the way she always had whenever Bra was upset. She missed her mom and dad terribly although if either of them ever found out what happened with Goten last night, they'd likely freak out and her dad would probably murder Goten, which wouldn't go down too well with the rest of the gang./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Apart from the fact that Goten was Goku's son, he was also eight years older than she was. Twenty-six to her eighteen. Not too big of an age difference but enough to give a moments pause. Everything seemed stacked against them having any sort of future, the biggest being Goten himself. Surely if he felt anything for her, he wouldn't have just left. He would have stayed and they could have at least have had a conversation about what they did and what they were gonna do but instead he chose to leave. Bra had overheard him and Trunks on more than one occasion talking about a night they had spent with a girl and how they left before she woke up because the morning after just wasn't worth it. The girl just wasn't worth it./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Bra snuggled deeper under her duvet as the tears fell freely down her cheeks and she gave in to the sadness and humiliation she felt. The simple truth was that Goten was bored, she was there and she was available. All he had wanted was a warm body and it didn't really matter who it was. If he had stopped at a bar before coming to Trunks' house, he probably would have met some girl there and taken her home. His words from last night about not really hooking up with anyone anymore ran through her mind but she quickly squashed the thoughts. He had probably lied to her anyways./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Goten paced back and forth in his apartment, trying in vain to gather his thoughts and calm down. With a frustrated shout, he grabbed the bottle of water and flung it at the wall and then groaned as the bottle got embedded in it. Sinking down onto the couch he dropped his head into his hands. The bitter feeling in his chest was gnawing at him, threatening to overcome him. Last night had been amazing, it had been everything he could ever have imagined. He had fallen asleep feeling like the king of the universe. Then this morning he had woken up and been slapped by reality. Leaving whilst Bra was asleep was definitely a jerk move, a cowardly move. Goten was a lot of things but he wasn't span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spana coward and yet this morning when he woke up and saw where he was and who he was with, he had panicked and just left. He couldn't bear to think about what had happened when Bra woke up and saw him gone. Did she cry, get angry, throw something. He had seen the expression in her beautiful blue eyes last night. The complete trust and faith she had in him only for her to wake up alone this morning. He could have at least left her a note! The urge to scream and shout and beat someone up was overwhelming./p
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p class="MsoNormal"He knew he hurt her. He knew Bra, although not as well as he might have thought because he realized this morning that Bra was not a virgin. After being with her last night the very thought that another guy had seen her body, had touched her and kissed her and been inside her the way he had was enough to make him want to very slowly and painfully kill whoever it was. The only problem was he didn't know who it was and the only person who could tell him was the one person he didn't know how to face./p
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p class="MsoNormal"With reality staring him in the face this morning Goten had remembered who they both were. They weren't just ordinary people. Bra certainly wasn't. Even if they weren't Saiyans, Bra was the only daughter of the most powerful family in the world. Throw in their Saiyan heritage and the fact that either of their dads could destroy the entire world in less time than it took to make a sandwich and you've got a pretty complicated situation./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Then there was Trunks. Thinking about his best friend made Goten feel like throwing up. Trunks wasn't just his best friend, he was his brother. Together from the time they were born, the amount of love between them couldn't even be described. Goten remembered all the times they'd slept over at each other's houses when they were little and how they'd stay up late playing video games or practising new moves they'd learned. How they'd ran from his mom and Bulma whenever they got caught doing something they shouldn't have been doing. How they'd spent hours at the mall trying to talk to girls when they were just teenagers and the many nights out drinking and partying when they were in university. Feeling like a knife was being plunged into his chest Goten remembered a conversation between him and Trunks a few years ago./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Bra was already sixteen by then and just as Goten knew she would, she had grown into a beauty. The media had been hounding her, following her around day and night and publishing article after article about her. She hadn't been able to set foot outside her house without one of them basically stalking her and questioning her about her mom, dad, Trunks and even what Capsule Corp was working on. Bulma had hired security for her but even that didn't deter the paparazzi. They just got more creative. One day when she stopped to get a coffee with Pan, a guy had bumped into her on her way out from the restroom and the paparazzi had somehow managed to take a picture. The next day the picture was splashed all over the news with lewd suggestions about what she'd been up to in the toilets with the guy. The media presence had increased tenfold and people in the street had even begun to notice her and whisper about her. Then one night Bra had come home after school and started sobbing. Some of the girls in her school had stuck up the picture all over the girl's toilet and written a few choice words on it. Needless to say, it had been enough. Bra had reached her breaking point and spent the rest of the night crying in bed. Vegeta had gone out that same night and returned the next day. No one knew where he had went or what he had done, but the very next day a retraction was printed and the media, for the most part, left her alone. Bulma had pulled some strings and suddenly the girls that had stuck the picture up, all transferred schools without so much as a squeak./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Trunks had told him how he spent the night beside Bra's bed and heard his little sister cry all night. He had told him how it felt knowing that he couldn't always protect her from people who didn't know her, yet hated her just because she had been born a Briefs. How he wanted to go out and kill the people that had hurt his sister. The same sister who had the kindest heart in the world, who would help anyone in need without a single thought for herself. Then Trunks had looked at Goten and asked him to protect her./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Moaning softly, Goten let his guilt over how he had betrayed his best friend overwhelm him. He never intended to let things get so far with Bra. He never intended to let things get anywhere with Bra. All he wanted was to spend a nice quiet evening in with her, watching a movie, eating popcorn and having a chilled, casual conversation. Instead he hadn't even spent an hour alone with her before sleeping with her./p
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p class="MsoNormal"In hindsight he should have just left when Bra told him that Trunks wasn't there but he had deluded himself into thinking that he could control himself around her, which he now realized was a losing battle. He had a sinking feeling that it was gonna be even harder to be around Bra now. Goten leaned back against his couch and sighed. He didn't know where to go from here. If him and Bra had been two normal people he'd head straight over to her and beg for forgiveness for leaving her this morning but unfortunately things between them had just gotten way complicated and he needed to think and clear his head before he spoke to her again and made things worse than they already were./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Hours had passed since Bra had woken up and after spending a good long while lying under the covers feeling sorry for herself, she'd finally gotten out of bed and made her way downstairs. A hot cup of tea was just what the doctor ordered and after a few sips Bra was feeling more herself. Yeah, what happened with Goten sucked but she definitely wasn't gonna mope around and have a one man pity party. She was done feeling sorry for herself. She was Bra Briefs dammit! She was gonna take a page out of her mom's book and get some answers, all while looking like a million bucks./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Looking in the mirror later that evening Bra had to admit that she was absurdly blessed with good genes. Bulma was, of course, stunningly beautiful and every single bit of that beauty had been passed down to her daughter. Vegeta was no slouch in the looks department either and even though Bra could pass for a younger Bulma, there were faint traces of Vegeta's features in Bra if you looked close enough. All in all, it made for one gorgeous young woman./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Steeling her hands, Bra ran her eyes over her appearance one last time before she left. Her mom had taught her a great many things over the years and one of them had been that no matter how bad you felt on the inside, if you looked good enough on the outside you could fool most people into thinking that you were okay and regardless of how crap she felt inside, no way was she letting Goten know just how terrible he had made her feel./p
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p class="MsoNormal"In fact, Bra wasn't sure what exactly she was hoping to accomplish with this visit to Goten. She had no idea where they were supposed to go from what happened last night and what she wanted to happen when she saw him. All she knew was that she couldn't just let things stand as they were./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Knowing she couldn't do any better than what she had already achieved with how she looked, Bra looked at her reflection, squared her shoulders and took a deep breath. One way or another she was getting some answers and she was getting them style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span/p
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p class="MsoNormal"Bra lazily opened her eyes and slowly blinked a few times. With sleep still clinging to her she yawned and stretched her body out happily. Smiling to herself at the soreness she felt in all the right places, she turned to face Goten and stopped short. The space beside her was empty. Goten wasn't there nor was any of his clothing lying around from where they'd thrown them last night./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Feeling wide awake now, Bra quickly sat up and looked around. Apart from the way she felt and the marks left behind on her body from Goten's hands being all over her, there was nothing to indicate that he had even been there./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Desperately trying to prevent the tears that had formed from falling, Bra got to her feet and looked around for her clothes. She couldn't believe what had happened last night. In the light of morning things looked much different. She needed to change and get back home where she could take a few minutes to just sit down and think about what the hell had happened. She and Goten had had sex. Amazing, mind-blowing sex right on Trunks' floor of all places! Then Goten had vanished whilst she was asleep. Bra wasn't sure where to even start, but right now she just needed to get out of there and back into her own room and her own bed./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Hastily pulling on her underwear and shorts Bra groaned as she picked up her shirt. It was torn right down the middle and she didn't have anything else to wear. Feeling her anxiety begin to climb a little, she quickly ran up the stairs and into Trunks' room. She was gonna have to borrow one of his shirts and hope she didn't run into him on the way back home. Rifling through his wardrobe, Bra grabbed one of his many white shirts and hastily threw it on. Rushing back down the stairs, she cleaned up as best as she could and finally left./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Feeling like she could breathe again, Bra took to the skies to fly home and before five seconds was up, she was striding through the front door and entering her home. Heading straight up the stairs to her bedroom, she swiftly undressed and went into her bathroom. Undoubtedly she had Goten's scent all over her and if anyone got even the tiniest whiff of him on her like that, there was going to be some very awkward questions to answer. Hesitating for a second, Bra stopped and sniffed the air. She could smell Goten's masculine scent all over her, mixed with her own and for a fleeting moment, Bra felt like she didn't want to wash him off her. She wanted to keep their scents all tangled up together all over her and just breathe them in. Shaking her head though, she turned on her shower and jumped inside, grabbing her vanilla body wash and lathering up./p
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p class="MsoNormal"A little while later Bra stepped out of the shower and headed back into her bedroom. Pulling out her favorite sweats and , she changed and got into her huge four poster bed. The same one she'd had from the time she was twelve years old. If twelve-year old Bra could only see what she'd done last night she'd never believe it./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Finally allowing herself to think about what had actually happened last night Bra felt an emptiness envelope her chest. She had had sex once before, just the one time before. She had been seventeen and after months of studying sessions with another student at his house, one thing had led to another and they'd ended up having sex. She did like him and she knew that he was someone she could trust but she hadn't wanted to pursue anything further with him, much to his disappointment. It hadn't been anything to write home about and thankfully they'd used protection so she didn't have anything to worry about./p
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p class="MsoNormal"This time with Goten, everything had been different. From the instant Bra had felt his hands touch her lips her body had responded. Every kiss, every touch had made her shiver in pleasure and she forgot everything but the way he made her feel. It was as if she was someone else, someone reduced to their base instincts. He completely captivated her until she was focused on nothing else but him. Until there was no space in her mind, body or soul for anything other than Goten. Reaching over to check her phone, Bra pulled up her tracking app and was deeply grateful to see that she still had a few days to go until she started ovulating. Neither one of them had given a single thought to using protection and if it had been a fertile time for her, they could have been in serious trouble. Not to mention the fact that they had actually had sex on Trunks' floor. Bra covered her head with the duvet and groaned. What had she been thinking. Trunks could have walked in on them anytime last night or even this morning. What on earth would she have done if that had happened. Another groan escaped Bra's mouth as she thought about how reckless and thoughtless she and Goten had been./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Bra sighed deeply as she finally allowed herself to think about the fact that she and Goten had slept together and then he had disappeared whilst she was asleep and hadn't said a single thing since. No note, no text, nothing. The emptiness in her chest intensified and Bra felt the tears coming. She had thought that perhaps she meant something to Goten. The way he had looked into her eyes and the tenderness with which he handled her made her believe that he felt the same way she did. That what they were doing was special, meaningful, so much more than sex but his actions clearly made it obvious that it was just sex for him and that he didn't think that much of her to even stay the night and speak to her in the morning./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Bra felt the hole in her chest getting bigger and suddenly there was nothing more she wanted than to just curl up with her mom and feel Bulma rub her back the way she always had whenever Bra was upset. She missed her mom and dad terribly although if either of them ever found out what happened with Goten last night, they'd likely freak out and her dad would probably murder Goten, which wouldn't go down too well with the rest of the gang./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Apart from the fact that Goten was Goku's son, he was also eight years older than she was. Twenty-six to her eighteen. Not too big of an age difference but enough to give a moments pause. Everything seemed stacked against them having any sort of future, the biggest being Goten himself. Surely if he felt anything for her, he wouldn't have just left. He would have stayed and they could have at least have had a conversation about what they did and what they were gonna do but instead he chose to leave. Bra had overheard him and Trunks on more than one occasion talking about a night they had spent with a girl and how they left before she woke up because the morning after just wasn't worth it. The girl just wasn't worth it./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Bra snuggled deeper under her duvet as the tears fell freely down her cheeks and she gave in to the sadness and humiliation she felt. The simple truth was that Goten was bored, she was there and she was available. All he had wanted was a warm body and it didn't really matter who it was. If he had stopped at a bar before coming to Trunks' house, he probably would have met some girl there and taken her home. His words from last night about not really hooking up with anyone anymore ran through her mind but she quickly squashed the thoughts. He had probably lied to her anyways./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Goten paced back and forth in his apartment, trying in vain to gather his thoughts and calm down. With a frustrated shout, he grabbed the bottle of water and flung it at the wall and then groaned as the bottle got embedded in it. Sinking down onto the couch he dropped his head into his hands. The bitter feeling in his chest was gnawing at him, threatening to overcome him. Last night had been amazing, it had been everything he could ever have imagined. He had fallen asleep feeling like the king of the universe. Then this morning he had woken up and been slapped by reality. Leaving whilst Bra was asleep was definitely a jerk move, a cowardly move. Goten was a lot of things but he wasn't span style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /spana coward and yet this morning when he woke up and saw where he was and who he was with, he had panicked and just left. He couldn't bear to think about what had happened when Bra woke up and saw him gone. Did she cry, get angry, throw something. He had seen the expression in her beautiful blue eyes last night. The complete trust and faith she had in him only for her to wake up alone this morning. He could have at least left her a note! The urge to scream and shout and beat someone up was overwhelming./p
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p class="MsoNormal"He knew he hurt her. He knew Bra, although not as well as he might have thought because he realized this morning that Bra was not a virgin. After being with her last night the very thought that another guy had seen her body, had touched her and kissed her and been inside her the way he had was enough to make him want to very slowly and painfully kill whoever it was. The only problem was he didn't know who it was and the only person who could tell him was the one person he didn't know how to face./p
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p class="MsoNormal"With reality staring him in the face this morning Goten had remembered who they both were. They weren't just ordinary people. Bra certainly wasn't. Even if they weren't Saiyans, Bra was the only daughter of the most powerful family in the world. Throw in their Saiyan heritage and the fact that either of their dads could destroy the entire world in less time than it took to make a sandwich and you've got a pretty complicated situation./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Then there was Trunks. Thinking about his best friend made Goten feel like throwing up. Trunks wasn't just his best friend, he was his brother. Together from the time they were born, the amount of love between them couldn't even be described. Goten remembered all the times they'd slept over at each other's houses when they were little and how they'd stay up late playing video games or practising new moves they'd learned. How they'd ran from his mom and Bulma whenever they got caught doing something they shouldn't have been doing. How they'd spent hours at the mall trying to talk to girls when they were just teenagers and the many nights out drinking and partying when they were in university. Feeling like a knife was being plunged into his chest Goten remembered a conversation between him and Trunks a few years ago./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Bra was already sixteen by then and just as Goten knew she would, she had grown into a beauty. The media had been hounding her, following her around day and night and publishing article after article about her. She hadn't been able to set foot outside her house without one of them basically stalking her and questioning her about her mom, dad, Trunks and even what Capsule Corp was working on. Bulma had hired security for her but even that didn't deter the paparazzi. They just got more creative. One day when she stopped to get a coffee with Pan, a guy had bumped into her on her way out from the restroom and the paparazzi had somehow managed to take a picture. The next day the picture was splashed all over the news with lewd suggestions about what she'd been up to in the toilets with the guy. The media presence had increased tenfold and people in the street had even begun to notice her and whisper about her. Then one night Bra had come home after school and started sobbing. Some of the girls in her school had stuck up the picture all over the girl's toilet and written a few choice words on it. Needless to say, it had been enough. Bra had reached her breaking point and spent the rest of the night crying in bed. Vegeta had gone out that same night and returned the next day. No one knew where he had went or what he had done, but the very next day a retraction was printed and the media, for the most part, left her alone. Bulma had pulled some strings and suddenly the girls that had stuck the picture up, all transferred schools without so much as a squeak./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Trunks had told him how he spent the night beside Bra's bed and heard his little sister cry all night. He had told him how it felt knowing that he couldn't always protect her from people who didn't know her, yet hated her just because she had been born a Briefs. How he wanted to go out and kill the people that had hurt his sister. The same sister who had the kindest heart in the world, who would help anyone in need without a single thought for herself. Then Trunks had looked at Goten and asked him to protect her./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Moaning softly, Goten let his guilt over how he had betrayed his best friend overwhelm him. He never intended to let things get so far with Bra. He never intended to let things get anywhere with Bra. All he wanted was to spend a nice quiet evening in with her, watching a movie, eating popcorn and having a chilled, casual conversation. Instead he hadn't even spent an hour alone with her before sleeping with her./p
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p class="MsoNormal"In hindsight he should have just left when Bra told him that Trunks wasn't there but he had deluded himself into thinking that he could control himself around her, which he now realized was a losing battle. He had a sinking feeling that it was gonna be even harder to be around Bra now. Goten leaned back against his couch and sighed. He didn't know where to go from here. If him and Bra had been two normal people he'd head straight over to her and beg for forgiveness for leaving her this morning but unfortunately things between them had just gotten way complicated and he needed to think and clear his head before he spoke to her again and made things worse than they already were./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Hours had passed since Bra had woken up and after spending a good long while lying under the covers feeling sorry for herself, she'd finally gotten out of bed and made her way downstairs. A hot cup of tea was just what the doctor ordered and after a few sips Bra was feeling more herself. Yeah, what happened with Goten sucked but she definitely wasn't gonna mope around and have a one man pity party. She was done feeling sorry for herself. She was Bra Briefs dammit! She was gonna take a page out of her mom's book and get some answers, all while looking like a million bucks./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Looking in the mirror later that evening Bra had to admit that she was absurdly blessed with good genes. Bulma was, of course, stunningly beautiful and every single bit of that beauty had been passed down to her daughter. Vegeta was no slouch in the looks department either and even though Bra could pass for a younger Bulma, there were faint traces of Vegeta's features in Bra if you looked close enough. All in all, it made for one gorgeous young woman./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Steeling her hands, Bra ran her eyes over her appearance one last time before she left. Her mom had taught her a great many things over the years and one of them had been that no matter how bad you felt on the inside, if you looked good enough on the outside you could fool most people into thinking that you were okay and regardless of how crap she felt inside, no way was she letting Goten know just how terrible he had made her feel./p
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p class="MsoNormal"In fact, Bra wasn't sure what exactly she was hoping to accomplish with this visit to Goten. She had no idea where they were supposed to go from what happened last night and what she wanted to happen when she saw him. All she knew was that she couldn't just let things stand as they were./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Knowing she couldn't do any better than what she had already achieved with how she looked, Bra looked at her reflection, squared her shoulders and took a deep breath. One way or another she was getting some answers and she was getting them style="mso-spacerun: yes;" /span/p