Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Arranged Love ❯ Why Me? ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Moon Star 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.18.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 430 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.18.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.2K | Visits: 430 | Status: Completed
Moon Star
It's been a long time since I've actually updated anything here. At least I decided to take my vacation after I finished writing Basic Love, huh? I thought it better. Anyway, I hope you like it and review.
This is a Bra and Goten fan fiction. Don't like them, don't read it.
Disclaimer : I don't own any of the characters.
Arranged Love
Chapter 1 : Why Me?
Bra was dreading this. Since her father and mother had told her that they wanted to see her right after they were back from their three week trip to Earth. Something was up and she was sure that she wasn't going to like it.
Her birthday had been four days ago and in spite of her efforts to convince her father to take her with them to Earth, he hadn't even let her say another word. She was now 18 and because of her father, she had never been able to get out of the planet; or much out of the city.
She wondered what could be wrong or if she had done something. The people on the palace were also reserve on the subject. She didn't like this one bit. She wanted to disappear in thin air and never be back.
Bra stood by the enormous carved door that led to the throne room of the palace. She was about to turn to her room and lock herself when the doors opened slowly and Bra could hear her father's voice calling her.
Damn, too late to run. Bra turned herself toward the door and entered the grand room. There were people coming out as she came in. All of them, including the guards bowed as she approached her father and mother.
"Morning mother, father," Bra curtsied both of them. "I hope you had a good trip to Earth."
She was greeted by the warm smile of her mother and by the acknowledgement of her father. Bra's hands trembled as she saw the determined look on her fathers face and the scowl on her mothers.
"Why do you wish to speak with me father?" Bra's curiosity was peeking over the cliff. She asked the question without helping herself, trying to control the disturbance in the air.
Vegeta was about to speak when the Queen began to talk to her daughter. He knew she was just delaying but he didn't mind, there was no telling what would happen when Bra knew what was decided of her future.
"On earth, I got to see all of my friends and got a few surprises of my own."
"How long had it been since you've had any contact with them?" asked Bra surprised. She knew that Bulma hadn't known anything of her family or her friend for more than twenty years. She could guess that there would be plenty of surprises.
"Over twenty five years," Bulma sighted. "It had been so long since I'd seen the blue skies and the green freshly sprayed grass."
Bra could just imagine what her mother was talking about. Although Vegeta-sei was her home, her mother had always known how different it was to earth. She had been homesick, specially since she had gotten news of her mother and father. Her father had been ill and was serious.
"Anyway," Bulma got right on track. "I got to see Gohan's daughter. Her name's Pan."
"He had a daughter?" Bra couldn't help but show her surprise. He had been assigned to earth where both her mother and father lived when he had to be sent somewhere to complete his training. Bra herself hadn't heard anything from him for years, only the occasional call for the reports on the planet.
"Yes," affirmed Bulma, her face showing her satisfaction. "She's just your age. I invited her to come to Vegeta-sei for some time and she accepted. She'll be arriving on the next ship from earth tomorrow."
Bulma looked at her husband wearily. She knew that she had steered off of the subject that Vegeta wanted to discuss with Bra, but she could see that he wasn't displeased. This had been another thing that they had planned to tell her with the other news.
"Gohan and Videl, her wife, will be arriving later with Chichi and Kakarotte." Announced Bulma, continuing her news. It was going to be good to see her friends here again, with the coming celebration and all. "It has also been many months since she has seen her other son, Goten."
"Yeah," Bra searched her memory. "I barely remember him, he left with my brother to space a year ago. But since I'm not supposed to relate to any boy or man outside the family and all, who could blame me." She threw a reproaching glance to her father in which he only grinned.
Then she stopped. Goten was supposed to be with Trunks until they would come back from their year in space. If Goten was coming back, then Trunks would be coming with her.
"Are you saying that Trunks is coming back?" her eyes shined hopefully. Bra had a good relationship with him and he knew what she was feeling and helped her in anything he could. It did help that he was six years older than he was.
Bulma affirmed her suspicions understanding the feelings that Bra was having. She had missed her son terribly and to see him again was another thing she had desired with all of her heart.
"Is this what you wished to talk to me about?" Bra asked hopefully that it was true. She knew that if there was something else, she was going to dread it with all her might.
"No," this time, her father spoke with his commanding voice. Bra cringed, her suspicions turning to reality.
"Then, why did you summon me father?"
"You turned 18 two days ago Bra," he began. "It's time for you to get married by our standards." There, he had said it. Now, it was time to see the reaction which was he hated the most. He had to impose this to her, he had already broken many rules of a princess with her but, this one was one that he would not dare to brake for her.
No matter how much Bulma had tried to persuade him, he had not bulged. She understood that it was a tradition to marry the princesses of the planet's not later than her 18 birthday. This was, in position for Trunks who had until he was thirty to bring an heir to the throne. He being the oldest and the prince.
"You have been engaged and to marry before your 19th birthday so, you will have plenty of time to get ready for it." Both Bulma and Vegeta watched her reaction. She only stood there, her face blank and her eyes unblinking.
She couldn't believe it. They were actually going to make her go through with the oldest rule of the planet. This wasn't good, she was seeing red with her vision clouded. She couldn't see anything in front of her or hear as her mother asked her and called her.
There she was, the princess of the planet and one of the most sought after in the universe. She had never been allowed to be with other males of the population and here they were, marrying her to some man. How could they do this?
"I do hope you're joking," her voice was cold and calm despite of all of the emotions she was feeling inside. She wasn't going to let them see anything from her. Her face contracted, a wall put over her and her face cold and pale.
"We're not joking," Bra heard her father tell her the inevitable.
"How could you?" Her question was barely a whisper but loud enough for her father to pick it up with his sensitive hearing.
"It's time for you to marry," that was all that he was going to say to her and she knew it and felt it by the way he was saying it. He wasn't going to back down.
Just like that, her face regained color and became flustered. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened gaping at the way her father just sat there saying this as if a mere order. Bra meet her mother's eyes pleading for her to intercede. It always helped when her mother got to her side on things, they always got their way with her.
The pain in the eyes of Bulma revealed that she had tried but failed to change the mind of her father. Now, all was lost for her. They weren't fair with her on that.
"You never let me see other males outside of the family and now you say that I'm getting married!" Her tone was reveling to her father and mother. "You are not being fair."
"It is not a question of being fair or not, you will marry." Vegeta's voice raised, he wanted to make her see that she wasn't going to get out of this. "It's tradition and you will follow it through."
"You want me to marry a stranger and not oppose any of this," her voice was unbelieving what she heard. Her tone was challenging her father, making it clear that she wasn't going to do what he wanted without a fight.
"I know you'll oppose," her father didn't waver with his actions or voice. "But you'll do it." Bra's hands were now praying for someone or something to have in them. She had the hurge to brake something or kill someone right there to let out the frustration.
Bulma and Vegeta saw the way her hands contracted and formed a fist, the fury reflected in her clear blue eyes. She had gotten a temper from both herself and Vegeta. Even though she wasn't with Vegeta with making her marry someone that was an alien to her, she knew that he was going to be a good man to her.
Vegeta was pressured to do this. As much as he loved his daughter, he couldn't brake the law that bonded to the tradition of the planet. He had broken the law by marrying her and bonding with her, he would not brake the law again. Even though he wanted to, he could not brake it again in this case.
*I should have made you change those laws,* Bulma thought to herself and him. Vegeta narrowed his eyes, knowing what she was feeling.
*Trunks can if he wants to, it's too late for me to do so,* he responded. Bulma put her hand over his, tracing his bones. It was too late now. They hadn't planned on having a daughter especially after Trunks being already seven.
"I am not going to marry whomever you got me to marry," Bra said loud enough for them to hear, bitterness was on her voice.
Bulma cringed as she felt Vegeta contain himself. He was doing all he could to make this as easy as possible but, she wasn't making it any easier on him.
"It's final, everyone knows that you are getting married in less that a year," he knew that Bra was shocked by this. He had expected her to feel like that. There were straining minutes of silence. The guards at the door couldn't help but wonder if someone had died in there. Her reproaching statements had been heard all over the palace, everyone knew what was going on.
"At least tell me who I'm marrying," Bulma was surprised at the tone that Bra used. She wanted to be able to do something about this, but couldn't. Bra would get used to this, she always coped with changes.
"He's a saiyan," responded Vegeta. "He's one of the top generals and commander, after your brother and myself." So, he was a very important person, the more for her to hate him. Maybe he didn't even know that he was to marry her, he might even love someone else and make her life miserable. It's not like it was unheard of.
As if sensing her daughters questions, Bulma smiled. She was going to be very happy with him, Bulma knew that. "He's a nice guy Bra, you should give him a chance before you judge."
"Why should I?" she asked. "For all I know, he could have children with other women or planed to get married."
"I don't think so," Bulma knew the insecurity that her daughter felt. "He could never do that, plus, I've checked."
Bra growled at her mother's audacity. It still wasn't going to make her feel any better. She still wanted to kill somebody, the first person that got on her way was going to pay all of her frustration and hate.
"Who am I marrying?" she asked again.
"Goten." Bra's mouth opened, gaping at her mother and father. She was going to marry a man she hardly knew and cared for.
"Why?"
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There it is people, I hope you liked this chapter. The next one is coming soon. Wait for it.
See Ya
Moon Star
It's been a long time since I've actually updated anything here. At least I decided to take my vacation after I finished writing Basic Love, huh? I thought it better. Anyway, I hope you like it and review.
This is a Bra and Goten fan fiction. Don't like them, don't read it.
Disclaimer : I don't own any of the characters.
Arranged Love
Chapter 1 : Why Me?
Bra was dreading this. Since her father and mother had told her that they wanted to see her right after they were back from their three week trip to Earth. Something was up and she was sure that she wasn't going to like it.
Her birthday had been four days ago and in spite of her efforts to convince her father to take her with them to Earth, he hadn't even let her say another word. She was now 18 and because of her father, she had never been able to get out of the planet; or much out of the city.
She wondered what could be wrong or if she had done something. The people on the palace were also reserve on the subject. She didn't like this one bit. She wanted to disappear in thin air and never be back.
Bra stood by the enormous carved door that led to the throne room of the palace. She was about to turn to her room and lock herself when the doors opened slowly and Bra could hear her father's voice calling her.
Damn, too late to run. Bra turned herself toward the door and entered the grand room. There were people coming out as she came in. All of them, including the guards bowed as she approached her father and mother.
"Morning mother, father," Bra curtsied both of them. "I hope you had a good trip to Earth."
She was greeted by the warm smile of her mother and by the acknowledgement of her father. Bra's hands trembled as she saw the determined look on her fathers face and the scowl on her mothers.
"Why do you wish to speak with me father?" Bra's curiosity was peeking over the cliff. She asked the question without helping herself, trying to control the disturbance in the air.
Vegeta was about to speak when the Queen began to talk to her daughter. He knew she was just delaying but he didn't mind, there was no telling what would happen when Bra knew what was decided of her future.
"On earth, I got to see all of my friends and got a few surprises of my own."
"How long had it been since you've had any contact with them?" asked Bra surprised. She knew that Bulma hadn't known anything of her family or her friend for more than twenty years. She could guess that there would be plenty of surprises.
"Over twenty five years," Bulma sighted. "It had been so long since I'd seen the blue skies and the green freshly sprayed grass."
Bra could just imagine what her mother was talking about. Although Vegeta-sei was her home, her mother had always known how different it was to earth. She had been homesick, specially since she had gotten news of her mother and father. Her father had been ill and was serious.
"Anyway," Bulma got right on track. "I got to see Gohan's daughter. Her name's Pan."
"He had a daughter?" Bra couldn't help but show her surprise. He had been assigned to earth where both her mother and father lived when he had to be sent somewhere to complete his training. Bra herself hadn't heard anything from him for years, only the occasional call for the reports on the planet.
"Yes," affirmed Bulma, her face showing her satisfaction. "She's just your age. I invited her to come to Vegeta-sei for some time and she accepted. She'll be arriving on the next ship from earth tomorrow."
Bulma looked at her husband wearily. She knew that she had steered off of the subject that Vegeta wanted to discuss with Bra, but she could see that he wasn't displeased. This had been another thing that they had planned to tell her with the other news.
"Gohan and Videl, her wife, will be arriving later with Chichi and Kakarotte." Announced Bulma, continuing her news. It was going to be good to see her friends here again, with the coming celebration and all. "It has also been many months since she has seen her other son, Goten."
"Yeah," Bra searched her memory. "I barely remember him, he left with my brother to space a year ago. But since I'm not supposed to relate to any boy or man outside the family and all, who could blame me." She threw a reproaching glance to her father in which he only grinned.
Then she stopped. Goten was supposed to be with Trunks until they would come back from their year in space. If Goten was coming back, then Trunks would be coming with her.
"Are you saying that Trunks is coming back?" her eyes shined hopefully. Bra had a good relationship with him and he knew what she was feeling and helped her in anything he could. It did help that he was six years older than he was.
Bulma affirmed her suspicions understanding the feelings that Bra was having. She had missed her son terribly and to see him again was another thing she had desired with all of her heart.
"Is this what you wished to talk to me about?" Bra asked hopefully that it was true. She knew that if there was something else, she was going to dread it with all her might.
"No," this time, her father spoke with his commanding voice. Bra cringed, her suspicions turning to reality.
"Then, why did you summon me father?"
"You turned 18 two days ago Bra," he began. "It's time for you to get married by our standards." There, he had said it. Now, it was time to see the reaction which was he hated the most. He had to impose this to her, he had already broken many rules of a princess with her but, this one was one that he would not dare to brake for her.
No matter how much Bulma had tried to persuade him, he had not bulged. She understood that it was a tradition to marry the princesses of the planet's not later than her 18 birthday. This was, in position for Trunks who had until he was thirty to bring an heir to the throne. He being the oldest and the prince.
"You have been engaged and to marry before your 19th birthday so, you will have plenty of time to get ready for it." Both Bulma and Vegeta watched her reaction. She only stood there, her face blank and her eyes unblinking.
She couldn't believe it. They were actually going to make her go through with the oldest rule of the planet. This wasn't good, she was seeing red with her vision clouded. She couldn't see anything in front of her or hear as her mother asked her and called her.
There she was, the princess of the planet and one of the most sought after in the universe. She had never been allowed to be with other males of the population and here they were, marrying her to some man. How could they do this?
"I do hope you're joking," her voice was cold and calm despite of all of the emotions she was feeling inside. She wasn't going to let them see anything from her. Her face contracted, a wall put over her and her face cold and pale.
"We're not joking," Bra heard her father tell her the inevitable.
"How could you?" Her question was barely a whisper but loud enough for her father to pick it up with his sensitive hearing.
"It's time for you to marry," that was all that he was going to say to her and she knew it and felt it by the way he was saying it. He wasn't going to back down.
Just like that, her face regained color and became flustered. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened gaping at the way her father just sat there saying this as if a mere order. Bra meet her mother's eyes pleading for her to intercede. It always helped when her mother got to her side on things, they always got their way with her.
The pain in the eyes of Bulma revealed that she had tried but failed to change the mind of her father. Now, all was lost for her. They weren't fair with her on that.
"You never let me see other males outside of the family and now you say that I'm getting married!" Her tone was reveling to her father and mother. "You are not being fair."
"It is not a question of being fair or not, you will marry." Vegeta's voice raised, he wanted to make her see that she wasn't going to get out of this. "It's tradition and you will follow it through."
"You want me to marry a stranger and not oppose any of this," her voice was unbelieving what she heard. Her tone was challenging her father, making it clear that she wasn't going to do what he wanted without a fight.
"I know you'll oppose," her father didn't waver with his actions or voice. "But you'll do it." Bra's hands were now praying for someone or something to have in them. She had the hurge to brake something or kill someone right there to let out the frustration.
Bulma and Vegeta saw the way her hands contracted and formed a fist, the fury reflected in her clear blue eyes. She had gotten a temper from both herself and Vegeta. Even though she wasn't with Vegeta with making her marry someone that was an alien to her, she knew that he was going to be a good man to her.
Vegeta was pressured to do this. As much as he loved his daughter, he couldn't brake the law that bonded to the tradition of the planet. He had broken the law by marrying her and bonding with her, he would not brake the law again. Even though he wanted to, he could not brake it again in this case.
*I should have made you change those laws,* Bulma thought to herself and him. Vegeta narrowed his eyes, knowing what she was feeling.
*Trunks can if he wants to, it's too late for me to do so,* he responded. Bulma put her hand over his, tracing his bones. It was too late now. They hadn't planned on having a daughter especially after Trunks being already seven.
"I am not going to marry whomever you got me to marry," Bra said loud enough for them to hear, bitterness was on her voice.
Bulma cringed as she felt Vegeta contain himself. He was doing all he could to make this as easy as possible but, she wasn't making it any easier on him.
"It's final, everyone knows that you are getting married in less that a year," he knew that Bra was shocked by this. He had expected her to feel like that. There were straining minutes of silence. The guards at the door couldn't help but wonder if someone had died in there. Her reproaching statements had been heard all over the palace, everyone knew what was going on.
"At least tell me who I'm marrying," Bulma was surprised at the tone that Bra used. She wanted to be able to do something about this, but couldn't. Bra would get used to this, she always coped with changes.
"He's a saiyan," responded Vegeta. "He's one of the top generals and commander, after your brother and myself." So, he was a very important person, the more for her to hate him. Maybe he didn't even know that he was to marry her, he might even love someone else and make her life miserable. It's not like it was unheard of.
As if sensing her daughters questions, Bulma smiled. She was going to be very happy with him, Bulma knew that. "He's a nice guy Bra, you should give him a chance before you judge."
"Why should I?" she asked. "For all I know, he could have children with other women or planed to get married."
"I don't think so," Bulma knew the insecurity that her daughter felt. "He could never do that, plus, I've checked."
Bra growled at her mother's audacity. It still wasn't going to make her feel any better. She still wanted to kill somebody, the first person that got on her way was going to pay all of her frustration and hate.
"Who am I marrying?" she asked again.
"Goten." Bra's mouth opened, gaping at her mother and father. She was going to marry a man she hardly knew and cared for.
"Why?"
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There it is people, I hope you liked this chapter. The next one is coming soon. Wait for it.
See Ya
Moon Star