Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Arranged Love ❯ Meeting ( Chapter 5 )
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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: 4 | Words: 4.7K | Visits: 315 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.18.2003 | Pages: 4 | Words: 4.7K | Visits: 315 | Status: Completed
Moon Star
I don't know what to do. I have so many projects in my head and writing that I have no idea how to concentrate on one of them and just finish a chapter. I have everything mixed up and I have to say that my head is in shambles. Everything is crossed and I hope that this won't get too complicated.
I have no idea how long this story is going to be and by the way it's going, I think it's going to take some time to get it done or just a couple of chapters. It's already the fifth one and now we get to see Trunks and Goten. I hope that you like it.
This is a Bra and Goten fan fiction. Pan and Trunks included... don't like them, ... don't read them.
Disclaimer : I don't own any of the characters in this fan fiction.
Arranged Love
Chapter 5 : Meeting
The alarms rang at the docking area endlessly. It's ring heard in many portions of the palace. Bulma hauled Vegeta from the throne room to see what the commotion was. Bardock was not far behind. He had some idea of his own of who it would be.
Ban was sent from the kitchen by Agatha to get Bra and Pan. She herself, going to the same place to see if she could intercept a pair of parents from being there. She hurried through the corridors stepping in front of a wall. It's steel being the only material from interfering in her way to the hallway in which Vegeta and Bulma would pass through.
Pulling her hands together on a pray, she started to chant on her native tongue. One of the chants was swiftly said in it's time. "Rocha-rockha-wortc-a-qopel." She opened her eyes. Their glowing lighted the darkened hallway. Taking a step forward, she pressed her feet through the material. In two more steps, she was entirely out of the wall and right in front of Bulma and Vegeta.
"Where you come from?" Bulma asked, stupefied. She knew that Agatha could go through walls when she wanted to but it still made a big impression on her when she saw it.
"Just having an intervention," she turned smiling to both Bulma and Vegeta. "Trunks and Goten are the ones arriving, plus, there's a call that is pretty important from the Yga planet. Attention." She stressed the last word.
"I think Vegeta can handle it alone," Bulma said to her. She ushered Vegeta turning him and sending him to walk back where they came from.
"Don't push me Bulma," he growled at her, stopping in his place.
"Actually," Agatha interrupted them. "It concerns you Bulma. I don't know why they took so long to find the blueprints."
"What blueprints?"
"The blueprints that were supposedly lost more than 20 years ago about the time machine that you were working on."
"They found it?"
"Yeah," she affirmed. "But they only found the hidden place in which it was, they have no idea of what it is in actuality."
"We better run back," Bulma said excited. She had turned back into the plans that she had undertaken all those times ago but, she had to begin from scratch all over again. All her research had been lost from the five years work. Taking one of Vegeta's arms, she pulled him. Not wanting to break her out of her happy spell, Vegeta let her pull him, knowing that she wouldn't be able to drag him anyway.
"Have fun," they heard Agatha say to them as they turned out of her vision and out to the main communication lines.
She turned back to where they where going intentionally, taking a left turn to see if the girls had already left for the docking area to meet both Prince Trunks and Goten. Putting her hands together, she intertwined all of her fingers, one by one. Each time, saying the same word.
"Eckna, eckna, eckna, eckna..." all ten of the pairs. Her eyes glowed without her having to close them. The while color turned pale yellow as the tenth word finished. She raised both middle fingers and pulled them out in front of her directly. "Lavtia." A blink of an eye and she disappeared from the place.
At the same time, Ban, leading both Bra and Pan came walking through the hallway. Ban was stupefied as she wanted to know what all the commotion was found. The other half-saiyans were in the same manner inside while they played a well worn cool manner outside for the world to see.
"Lavtia," Agatha chanted again in the same voice style. She appeared in the same place and in the same posture, while this time she was looking the way that the girls were going. She smiled at herself as she knew that it was going to be a really good day. Maybe not for everyone, but it would be amusing to her. It was not everyday that a person would see her soul mate for the first time and have the same reaction.
Or vice versa, she told herself. She giggled in a suppressed manner as she decided to watch the encounter in the shadows.
"What's going on?" Asked Bra as she and Pan arrived at the docking area.
"It seems that they've found a really big problem in your ship Pan," Bardock answered as he eyed his great-granddaughter.
Pan saw his questioning gaze, but she decided that this was not the time for explanations. She herself didn't know how it had happened. One second she was sitting happily on Bra's bed and the other she was on a chair with Ban and Bra pulling at her clothes and rummaging through her hair and face.
It had seemed a blink of an eye but she had changed to the second dress that Bra had taken from her room. What she hadn't known was that the article of clothing if she could call it that had been of cark leather. Black leather to be precise. She noted that Bra had seen the differences after she had taken the wrapper off of the dress, marveling at the type of fabric. She could have killed them for making her come out of the room wearing the 'thing', not dress, thing.
She looked down at herself and couldn't even help but blush as she realized the length of the dress. It barely went to her knees. Two cuts on the side making their way up to her middle tight. At least she was grateful that it didn't go up to her waist. The bad thing was walking with it. They always opened as she put a foot in front of the other.
More to say, she complained. It was opened in the back with strings attached making sure that each side was at least attached to the other. It was straining, tight on the front. She was going to kill Marron for packing this here without her knowing.
She imagined that 18 had a lot to do with it too. The material was hugging her chest as if there was no tomorrow and she knew by the smug look that Bra had decided to let it strain as much as she could to accentuate. They had set her hair too in record time.
In time that she didn't know how, Ban had taken over the make over of the hair and had parted it in two sides and set it up in each side, braiding it and setting each of the two sides on a bun. If she didn't know better, all she needed was the dress to be red with flower motions and she would be passed as one of the collectible life-size dolls that she had seen on displays.
If that hadn't been enough, they had pressed on sandals that Bra took out of a closet that she now knew didn't have an end by what she had seen. The black sandals were strap with high heels that at least weren't that high. She even wondered where the princess had taken the shoes because it looked a lot like it would come from Earth and not here on the planet Vegeta.
Then, the alarm had began to rung just as Ban had gone out because of something that Pan didn't really caught. It wasn't as if she wasn't raging enough to get hauled off in front of everybody in those things when she felt as uncomfortable as ever.
Her head turned, hate coming to rest on Bra's figure. As in turn, she settled her eyes on Pan and smirked the Vegeta smirked that she was known for in the palace.
"Just don't say that you don't look good," she said amused.
"Not by choice," Pan answered angrily, she crossed her arms not really noticing that the movement made her body strain on the fabric.
"Nice posture," Bardock cleared his throat as he entered the staring match.
Pan blushed as she saw what he means and quickly put her arms beside her body, rigid as to not accentuate any part of her body on the material.
"Doesn't she look different?" Bra asked trying to get Bardock to agree with her.
"Different," he coughed again. "Yes."
Pan's tail wrapped around her waist as if by instinct.
"I mean better, good," Bra tried to find a word that would dim appropriate for the person she was saying it to.
"Don't you dare agree with her," Pan accused to him.
"Sir," a saiyan appeared beside him. "We found an object that was sending small waves interrupting the scanner. It seems to be encased on the system of the ship."
"What is it?" Pan forgot about what they were talking for the time being. If there was a problem, she would have to be the one to solve it.
"There's a bomb attached to the ship." He simply responded.
"Why didn't the scanner detect it sooner?" Bardock growled as he identified the case scenario.
"It was too small to be detected without proper equipment. If it hadn't been that it interrupted the scan on the rocket fuel, we wouldn't have ever known."
"New technology," Bra and Pan said at the same time. They looked at each other and acknowledged. The saiyans had the most up-to-date system of scanners in the universe.
"I'll go see to it," Pan said to the group. She started to walk to the dock in which she remembered that she had docked her capsule. The other three people stood staring at the back of the woman as she stride confidently to the dock.
"Is it secured?" Bardock asked the saiyan.
"We couldn't find the button sir," he shivered involuntarily. "Plus, with the door broken, there's no way for us to secure it. We've already backed out many of our personnel of the place and we can't see to destroy the ship as it might make it blow."
"The circuits might be in frequency with the gas lines and power of the capsule," Bra informed them. "I'm sure that it also has a lock on the latitude of the capsule ship. There might only be one way to disarm it." Bra realized as she took after Pan to the ship.
The place was deserted for instead some guards and what she recognized some of the top physicists and scientists in the planet. They were always in the palace but she knew that they wouldn't be able to do much.
She had remembered that Pan had used old blueprints to build the ship herself as she had always wanted but implanted new technology with old technology. She was the only one that knew in which places the things went. And of course her grandfather, Dr. Briefs, but he wasn't here to help them in any way.
She picked up a tool kit from outside and entered the ship finding Pan on her way back. "Right with what I was going to look for." She took the kit from her and they both walked back to the center in which the controls were placed.
Pan handed her some pairs of glasses that she guessed could see the materials inside of an object. She pressed the left button on the side and it instantly started to calculate.
"I found the strangest thing in here," Pan announced the newcomer. "It's so small that it would be camouflaged as simply another piece of the equipment." She removed one of the lids from the controls, revealing a lot of cords and cables. They were all assembled later with one another in a series of twists that made Bra's eyes twinge.
"All I need is for you to tell me if there's a cross cord in there. A green, with red lines or colors intertwined like that." Bra asserted what she asked and scanned the object that Pan had pointed to. Instead of having the same pair of glasses, she had on an augment. It would make her better to see.
"There's a yellow cord in the middle which is revolved in stripes with red marks." Bra informed her. After giving it a second try, she had found that she had seen this type of assembly before. On one way, it must be that they had changed the frequency it normally operated in to be easily covered.
"This is really easy to disassemble," Pan told her as she took small screws out as to take out one of the four covers of the squared object. "It's a really old model but with a new casing and the change of frequency. All I need is five minutes, ten tops if I come up with difficulty." Pan turned to Bra. "You picked a nice day to make me play dress up."
Bra looked at the back and realized the truth. As Pan leaned in to the controls, the clothing slid up and up. She swore that if she was right behind her, that she could see the underwear that she had been wearing.
"Go outside and tell everyone to get out of the way," Pan moved up for a moment as she continued to access the problem.
"You think it might go off?"
"It may have another trigger but all I can see is that if something explodes, I won't die." She turned to her briskly. "People outside might."
"I'm not letting you in here alone then," Bra said in defiance.
"I said might," Pan laughed. "It's no trouble, plus, I've dealt with this type before and they tend to detonate at the worst times."
Bra hesitated a moment, but saw that Pan wouldn't even go near the thing as long as she was still standing there. She guessed that it would be better to leave her alone for some time. The more time she stayed, the more wasted. She ran out to the front door and ordered all of the people out of the docks.
This is what Pan wanted, she wasn't going to deny what she needed to get this problem solved. She just stood in between it and everyone else. All she needed was ten minutes and then if nothing had happened, she would go back in no matter what. For one thing was to respect what Pan wanted but other was not to go in if something had gone wrong.
Everyone seemed to understand the princess as she stood silently in place. No one dared to question as they saw her face of concern for the woman that was in there.
Minutes passed painfully slow for Bra as she realized that it would be harder than she thought to stay out of there. Instead of waiting the ten minutes that she had thought, she moved to the ship as her watched marked six minutes.
From inside, she could see that Pan was still in the control room. She was looking thoughtfully at something in her hand. Her eyes turned sharply to Bra as she approached.
"Is everything alright?" She asked at her. She noticed that what she had in her hand was a case of capsules and no what she thought it would be.
"I stopped the detonator-cable. It's cut but I've found that it will make a chain reaction for the tanks of fuel if one of the cables are crossed."
"This means that..."
"I stopped the latitude detonation but I have no way to disengage it from the ship."
"So, it's till a problem." Bra realized. She saw the way Pan was looking at something that wasn't there.
"I'll have to set it off," Pan said to herself out loud as Bra caught it. Pan packed all of the tools she took out and pressed Bra out of the room. She looked in at every room that they passed and picked up some things that were lying around. Capsules and things were turned up. She dropped everything in Bra's hands as she packed it all up in a package unit and handed all of the capsules to Bra.
They came out of the broken door and Pan moved to the left side of the ship. She passed the second leg and crouched low to under it. A crash sound was heard as the ship turned into a capsule which she took in her hands. It was labeled H-5.
"What are you going to do with it?" Bra asked her as Pan joined the on looking people in the wing of the palace.
"Set it off somewhere," Pan scratched a side of her face as she knew that some sweat had trickled down it.
"It is controlled?" Bardock asked the two of them.
"For now," Pan said to him and all of the people there. She heard many sights, as she knew that any type of explosion would be a lot of impact. "I still don't know how they could put it in there and when."
"Don't dwell on it," Ban said smiling at them. "At least it's controlled."
There was some seconds of silence as people started to go about their way to their normal work station. People dispersed to their sites as only Badrock, Ban, Bra and Pan remained in it's close space. Whining returned to their ears as the sensors had began to pick something up.
Everyone strained as they saw that the screen marked of flying objects approaching the dock outside for the pods. They all let out a breath that they didn't know they had been holding as they saw the doors close until the impact of the pods arriving came. The glass making it easy to see who came.
"I have no idea of who it could be that comes right now." Badrock said to himself as he moved to the glass. It would open as soon as the sound of hissing started. Silently, Bra and Pan followed. Ban stood behind as she knew who they would be. Agatha had told her of the arrival of both the prince and the saiyan Goten.
Six located the red objects that were making their way from the atmosphere to the loading docks. In just seconds, both landed, partial to each other in time and place. Right then, the glass doors opened as pressure was let out of the cushion that received the objects. The door to one of them started to lift open as the other began it's face too.
Both got out of the pods, slightly setting their heads out for impulse. They stepped out and stood side by side with their backs to both Bra and Pan that had been the ones that walked to where the landing was.
Goten was the first to turn to the girls, finding two very interesting things in front of him. He smirked as he saw the change of clothes and hair and everything in Pan. He noticed too that the material was leather, something that she never wore, especially black. Although, it fit her. He knew that. He had to admit that she looked better in those clothes than what she usually wore.
His eyes then turned to Bra which just looked at him with the same intensity and value. This was the person that he had to marry in less than a year as he had picked up. He knew that she was the spitting image of Bulma as Trunks had told him so. Her eyes held the intensity of something buried deep, which dared to be raken up. He knew right then and there, that he was attracted to her. Especially with the dress that she was in. Everything was perfect in what he could see.
Beside him, Trunks had turned to his sister as he knew that she was there to greet him back. He had seen her face in just a wave as she seemed to be in trance with Goten in a stare that he saw that he returned himself. Trouble was brewing in there. Then, he noticed the other female that was beside her.
It wasn't much of her form but the way that she was dressed. He had never seen such thing on a person. Her tail was wrapped in her waist in the same manner as everyone else that saiyan here but he had never seen her before. She looked different from everything that he had ever seen. Her eyes looked up to his for a moment, narrowing as she saw the look that he had.
She had seen it many times with the type of friends that she had. She had hated it, but now found a feeling inside of giddiness that she hadn't felt before. His look enticed her. Not as if anything else might not. She knew that he was good looking. She had seen enough people or saiyans in her life to know when a person was looking good or bad.
"They're still the same everywhere though," she said out loud, getting the attention of the other three people. She narrowed her eyes to all of them as she moved her head to one of the sides.
"I agree," Bra said to her statement. She knew what Pan was talking about. "I've seen that look in their faces every time their heads have something in there that you don't want to know."
"Men," they said in unison at the two guys who seemed to be a little lost until they heard the last word.
Pan scoffed as she took steps toward the end of the ramp. She looked behind it, noting that it was nothing but country side. She could do it right here without alarming anyone. She took a capsule out of the case, closing it again.
"Bye, bye," she said to it. With mastered force, she threw the capsule hard into the air and put one hand out. Her eyes marked the spot as she closed her hand and extended her index finger. As if a gun, she pulled and let out a force of energy. A resounded noise was heard as a bright light ignited the sky.
She walked back to where they were just standing. Each had their mouths open agape as they saw her just detonate something in the sky.
"Just got rid of our problems," she told Bra smirking, as she knew that this was something of a first impression that the prince would never forget.
Pan stopped right beside Goten and wrapped him in a very big hug. "Oh, I missed you." She told him sincerely. Her uncle was like a brother to her, and she had seen nothing of him for a whole year.
Trunks blinked as he saw the raven girl throw herself into Goten's arms. He looked at Bra to see if she was allowing this when he saw that she had a face of 'I don't care'. As he looked at her, he couldn't see if she really meant it. His eyes turned to Goten, still wrapped in the embrace with the woman.
Something raged inside him, it looked to him as if they were more than friends. Intimate was the word that he would use to describe this. He couldn't see how she was his, as it looked like. He wanted her for him, not for Goten or something else.
A kiss surprised him as he saw that his sister had come to greet him if he didn't made any movement to her. She got close to his ear and whispered, "You seem to be in a trance brother." She had always liked to bother him and tease him.
"None of your business," he growled as if in a bad mood.
Bra sensed the tension in his voice and knew what had happened. Pan had intrigued him. Interested didn't seem to be the right word for it though. Although she was with her back to them, she could feel the eyes of someone on her back. Trunks finally returned her hug, Bra turned herself and led him to the pair that still seemed to be trapped in each others hugs.
"Brother," she took the initiative. Pan turned to both of them, one of her arms in Goten's shoulders. "This is Pan Son." She made sure that he caught the 'Son' part. "She's Goten's niece."
At the mention of his name, Goten let his eyes drag through hers as well. Coming and going, she felt something that came and went as fast as it happened. She had never felt the power that went through her eyes that seemed to have been transported from his.
Pan extended her free hand to his to shake his but instead of shaking hers, Trunks took it to his lips and lightly kissed it. Their eyes never left each other as the contact came through. Her hand lingered in his for a moment as she saw that most of her power in her body had gone out. She had frozen up as he touched her hands with his but the kiss brought back the jolt of warmth that still left her body paralyzed in place.
Both Goten and Bra noticed the things that were going through in between them. Suppressed but still in the air. "This is Princess Bra, uncle," Pan managed to say. Her eyes still left in contact with Trunks. She saw in his eyes that he had felt it too. The surge of cold and warmth at the same time. It bothered her that she was feeling this... never before and it still bonded her to what it could mean.
"Hello," Bra greeted solemnly to her husband to be.
"A pleasure princess," he murmured as he walked a step closer to her. He kissed the base of her hand in the same manner as Trunks but quickly let go as he saw her hesitate.
"Likewise," she refrained to tell. She looked to her brother to find him and Pan looking at both of them wondering. She knew that they were wondering... she wouldn't show a thing.
In impulse, she grabbed Trunks arms and started to lead him inside. She had to get out of there. It had been too close for her, she needed to have her space back again. She also noticed that Pan needed her space back too because of the impression in her face.
Time alone would help her regain herself. It had been only a first impression. Just like Trunks and Pan, it was something that would pass. Next time, she would not feel the wiggliest inside that made her knees get weak in front of him. Just nerves, just nerves...
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Does anyone believe the whole just nerves thing? I don't.
I hope you all liked this chapter... please review with your comments... I'd like to know what you think.
Next Chapter : Conversations in between sister and brother and uncle and niece. What would happen if Bra and Goten bumped accidentally into each other? ... ...
Bye,
Moon Star
I don't know what to do. I have so many projects in my head and writing that I have no idea how to concentrate on one of them and just finish a chapter. I have everything mixed up and I have to say that my head is in shambles. Everything is crossed and I hope that this won't get too complicated.
I have no idea how long this story is going to be and by the way it's going, I think it's going to take some time to get it done or just a couple of chapters. It's already the fifth one and now we get to see Trunks and Goten. I hope that you like it.
This is a Bra and Goten fan fiction. Pan and Trunks included... don't like them, ... don't read them.
Disclaimer : I don't own any of the characters in this fan fiction.
Arranged Love
Chapter 5 : Meeting
The alarms rang at the docking area endlessly. It's ring heard in many portions of the palace. Bulma hauled Vegeta from the throne room to see what the commotion was. Bardock was not far behind. He had some idea of his own of who it would be.
Ban was sent from the kitchen by Agatha to get Bra and Pan. She herself, going to the same place to see if she could intercept a pair of parents from being there. She hurried through the corridors stepping in front of a wall. It's steel being the only material from interfering in her way to the hallway in which Vegeta and Bulma would pass through.
Pulling her hands together on a pray, she started to chant on her native tongue. One of the chants was swiftly said in it's time. "Rocha-rockha-wortc-a-qopel." She opened her eyes. Their glowing lighted the darkened hallway. Taking a step forward, she pressed her feet through the material. In two more steps, she was entirely out of the wall and right in front of Bulma and Vegeta.
"Where you come from?" Bulma asked, stupefied. She knew that Agatha could go through walls when she wanted to but it still made a big impression on her when she saw it.
"Just having an intervention," she turned smiling to both Bulma and Vegeta. "Trunks and Goten are the ones arriving, plus, there's a call that is pretty important from the Yga planet. Attention." She stressed the last word.
"I think Vegeta can handle it alone," Bulma said to her. She ushered Vegeta turning him and sending him to walk back where they came from.
"Don't push me Bulma," he growled at her, stopping in his place.
"Actually," Agatha interrupted them. "It concerns you Bulma. I don't know why they took so long to find the blueprints."
"What blueprints?"
"The blueprints that were supposedly lost more than 20 years ago about the time machine that you were working on."
"They found it?"
"Yeah," she affirmed. "But they only found the hidden place in which it was, they have no idea of what it is in actuality."
"We better run back," Bulma said excited. She had turned back into the plans that she had undertaken all those times ago but, she had to begin from scratch all over again. All her research had been lost from the five years work. Taking one of Vegeta's arms, she pulled him. Not wanting to break her out of her happy spell, Vegeta let her pull him, knowing that she wouldn't be able to drag him anyway.
"Have fun," they heard Agatha say to them as they turned out of her vision and out to the main communication lines.
She turned back to where they where going intentionally, taking a left turn to see if the girls had already left for the docking area to meet both Prince Trunks and Goten. Putting her hands together, she intertwined all of her fingers, one by one. Each time, saying the same word.
"Eckna, eckna, eckna, eckna..." all ten of the pairs. Her eyes glowed without her having to close them. The while color turned pale yellow as the tenth word finished. She raised both middle fingers and pulled them out in front of her directly. "Lavtia." A blink of an eye and she disappeared from the place.
At the same time, Ban, leading both Bra and Pan came walking through the hallway. Ban was stupefied as she wanted to know what all the commotion was found. The other half-saiyans were in the same manner inside while they played a well worn cool manner outside for the world to see.
"Lavtia," Agatha chanted again in the same voice style. She appeared in the same place and in the same posture, while this time she was looking the way that the girls were going. She smiled at herself as she knew that it was going to be a really good day. Maybe not for everyone, but it would be amusing to her. It was not everyday that a person would see her soul mate for the first time and have the same reaction.
Or vice versa, she told herself. She giggled in a suppressed manner as she decided to watch the encounter in the shadows.
"What's going on?" Asked Bra as she and Pan arrived at the docking area.
"It seems that they've found a really big problem in your ship Pan," Bardock answered as he eyed his great-granddaughter.
Pan saw his questioning gaze, but she decided that this was not the time for explanations. She herself didn't know how it had happened. One second she was sitting happily on Bra's bed and the other she was on a chair with Ban and Bra pulling at her clothes and rummaging through her hair and face.
It had seemed a blink of an eye but she had changed to the second dress that Bra had taken from her room. What she hadn't known was that the article of clothing if she could call it that had been of cark leather. Black leather to be precise. She noted that Bra had seen the differences after she had taken the wrapper off of the dress, marveling at the type of fabric. She could have killed them for making her come out of the room wearing the 'thing', not dress, thing.
She looked down at herself and couldn't even help but blush as she realized the length of the dress. It barely went to her knees. Two cuts on the side making their way up to her middle tight. At least she was grateful that it didn't go up to her waist. The bad thing was walking with it. They always opened as she put a foot in front of the other.
More to say, she complained. It was opened in the back with strings attached making sure that each side was at least attached to the other. It was straining, tight on the front. She was going to kill Marron for packing this here without her knowing.
She imagined that 18 had a lot to do with it too. The material was hugging her chest as if there was no tomorrow and she knew by the smug look that Bra had decided to let it strain as much as she could to accentuate. They had set her hair too in record time.
In time that she didn't know how, Ban had taken over the make over of the hair and had parted it in two sides and set it up in each side, braiding it and setting each of the two sides on a bun. If she didn't know better, all she needed was the dress to be red with flower motions and she would be passed as one of the collectible life-size dolls that she had seen on displays.
If that hadn't been enough, they had pressed on sandals that Bra took out of a closet that she now knew didn't have an end by what she had seen. The black sandals were strap with high heels that at least weren't that high. She even wondered where the princess had taken the shoes because it looked a lot like it would come from Earth and not here on the planet Vegeta.
Then, the alarm had began to rung just as Ban had gone out because of something that Pan didn't really caught. It wasn't as if she wasn't raging enough to get hauled off in front of everybody in those things when she felt as uncomfortable as ever.
Her head turned, hate coming to rest on Bra's figure. As in turn, she settled her eyes on Pan and smirked the Vegeta smirked that she was known for in the palace.
"Just don't say that you don't look good," she said amused.
"Not by choice," Pan answered angrily, she crossed her arms not really noticing that the movement made her body strain on the fabric.
"Nice posture," Bardock cleared his throat as he entered the staring match.
Pan blushed as she saw what he means and quickly put her arms beside her body, rigid as to not accentuate any part of her body on the material.
"Doesn't she look different?" Bra asked trying to get Bardock to agree with her.
"Different," he coughed again. "Yes."
Pan's tail wrapped around her waist as if by instinct.
"I mean better, good," Bra tried to find a word that would dim appropriate for the person she was saying it to.
"Don't you dare agree with her," Pan accused to him.
"Sir," a saiyan appeared beside him. "We found an object that was sending small waves interrupting the scanner. It seems to be encased on the system of the ship."
"What is it?" Pan forgot about what they were talking for the time being. If there was a problem, she would have to be the one to solve it.
"There's a bomb attached to the ship." He simply responded.
"Why didn't the scanner detect it sooner?" Bardock growled as he identified the case scenario.
"It was too small to be detected without proper equipment. If it hadn't been that it interrupted the scan on the rocket fuel, we wouldn't have ever known."
"New technology," Bra and Pan said at the same time. They looked at each other and acknowledged. The saiyans had the most up-to-date system of scanners in the universe.
"I'll go see to it," Pan said to the group. She started to walk to the dock in which she remembered that she had docked her capsule. The other three people stood staring at the back of the woman as she stride confidently to the dock.
"Is it secured?" Bardock asked the saiyan.
"We couldn't find the button sir," he shivered involuntarily. "Plus, with the door broken, there's no way for us to secure it. We've already backed out many of our personnel of the place and we can't see to destroy the ship as it might make it blow."
"The circuits might be in frequency with the gas lines and power of the capsule," Bra informed them. "I'm sure that it also has a lock on the latitude of the capsule ship. There might only be one way to disarm it." Bra realized as she took after Pan to the ship.
The place was deserted for instead some guards and what she recognized some of the top physicists and scientists in the planet. They were always in the palace but she knew that they wouldn't be able to do much.
She had remembered that Pan had used old blueprints to build the ship herself as she had always wanted but implanted new technology with old technology. She was the only one that knew in which places the things went. And of course her grandfather, Dr. Briefs, but he wasn't here to help them in any way.
She picked up a tool kit from outside and entered the ship finding Pan on her way back. "Right with what I was going to look for." She took the kit from her and they both walked back to the center in which the controls were placed.
Pan handed her some pairs of glasses that she guessed could see the materials inside of an object. She pressed the left button on the side and it instantly started to calculate.
"I found the strangest thing in here," Pan announced the newcomer. "It's so small that it would be camouflaged as simply another piece of the equipment." She removed one of the lids from the controls, revealing a lot of cords and cables. They were all assembled later with one another in a series of twists that made Bra's eyes twinge.
"All I need is for you to tell me if there's a cross cord in there. A green, with red lines or colors intertwined like that." Bra asserted what she asked and scanned the object that Pan had pointed to. Instead of having the same pair of glasses, she had on an augment. It would make her better to see.
"There's a yellow cord in the middle which is revolved in stripes with red marks." Bra informed her. After giving it a second try, she had found that she had seen this type of assembly before. On one way, it must be that they had changed the frequency it normally operated in to be easily covered.
"This is really easy to disassemble," Pan told her as she took small screws out as to take out one of the four covers of the squared object. "It's a really old model but with a new casing and the change of frequency. All I need is five minutes, ten tops if I come up with difficulty." Pan turned to Bra. "You picked a nice day to make me play dress up."
Bra looked at the back and realized the truth. As Pan leaned in to the controls, the clothing slid up and up. She swore that if she was right behind her, that she could see the underwear that she had been wearing.
"Go outside and tell everyone to get out of the way," Pan moved up for a moment as she continued to access the problem.
"You think it might go off?"
"It may have another trigger but all I can see is that if something explodes, I won't die." She turned to her briskly. "People outside might."
"I'm not letting you in here alone then," Bra said in defiance.
"I said might," Pan laughed. "It's no trouble, plus, I've dealt with this type before and they tend to detonate at the worst times."
Bra hesitated a moment, but saw that Pan wouldn't even go near the thing as long as she was still standing there. She guessed that it would be better to leave her alone for some time. The more time she stayed, the more wasted. She ran out to the front door and ordered all of the people out of the docks.
This is what Pan wanted, she wasn't going to deny what she needed to get this problem solved. She just stood in between it and everyone else. All she needed was ten minutes and then if nothing had happened, she would go back in no matter what. For one thing was to respect what Pan wanted but other was not to go in if something had gone wrong.
Everyone seemed to understand the princess as she stood silently in place. No one dared to question as they saw her face of concern for the woman that was in there.
Minutes passed painfully slow for Bra as she realized that it would be harder than she thought to stay out of there. Instead of waiting the ten minutes that she had thought, she moved to the ship as her watched marked six minutes.
From inside, she could see that Pan was still in the control room. She was looking thoughtfully at something in her hand. Her eyes turned sharply to Bra as she approached.
"Is everything alright?" She asked at her. She noticed that what she had in her hand was a case of capsules and no what she thought it would be.
"I stopped the detonator-cable. It's cut but I've found that it will make a chain reaction for the tanks of fuel if one of the cables are crossed."
"This means that..."
"I stopped the latitude detonation but I have no way to disengage it from the ship."
"So, it's till a problem." Bra realized. She saw the way Pan was looking at something that wasn't there.
"I'll have to set it off," Pan said to herself out loud as Bra caught it. Pan packed all of the tools she took out and pressed Bra out of the room. She looked in at every room that they passed and picked up some things that were lying around. Capsules and things were turned up. She dropped everything in Bra's hands as she packed it all up in a package unit and handed all of the capsules to Bra.
They came out of the broken door and Pan moved to the left side of the ship. She passed the second leg and crouched low to under it. A crash sound was heard as the ship turned into a capsule which she took in her hands. It was labeled H-5.
"What are you going to do with it?" Bra asked her as Pan joined the on looking people in the wing of the palace.
"Set it off somewhere," Pan scratched a side of her face as she knew that some sweat had trickled down it.
"It is controlled?" Bardock asked the two of them.
"For now," Pan said to him and all of the people there. She heard many sights, as she knew that any type of explosion would be a lot of impact. "I still don't know how they could put it in there and when."
"Don't dwell on it," Ban said smiling at them. "At least it's controlled."
There was some seconds of silence as people started to go about their way to their normal work station. People dispersed to their sites as only Badrock, Ban, Bra and Pan remained in it's close space. Whining returned to their ears as the sensors had began to pick something up.
Everyone strained as they saw that the screen marked of flying objects approaching the dock outside for the pods. They all let out a breath that they didn't know they had been holding as they saw the doors close until the impact of the pods arriving came. The glass making it easy to see who came.
"I have no idea of who it could be that comes right now." Badrock said to himself as he moved to the glass. It would open as soon as the sound of hissing started. Silently, Bra and Pan followed. Ban stood behind as she knew who they would be. Agatha had told her of the arrival of both the prince and the saiyan Goten.
Six located the red objects that were making their way from the atmosphere to the loading docks. In just seconds, both landed, partial to each other in time and place. Right then, the glass doors opened as pressure was let out of the cushion that received the objects. The door to one of them started to lift open as the other began it's face too.
Both got out of the pods, slightly setting their heads out for impulse. They stepped out and stood side by side with their backs to both Bra and Pan that had been the ones that walked to where the landing was.
Goten was the first to turn to the girls, finding two very interesting things in front of him. He smirked as he saw the change of clothes and hair and everything in Pan. He noticed too that the material was leather, something that she never wore, especially black. Although, it fit her. He knew that. He had to admit that she looked better in those clothes than what she usually wore.
His eyes then turned to Bra which just looked at him with the same intensity and value. This was the person that he had to marry in less than a year as he had picked up. He knew that she was the spitting image of Bulma as Trunks had told him so. Her eyes held the intensity of something buried deep, which dared to be raken up. He knew right then and there, that he was attracted to her. Especially with the dress that she was in. Everything was perfect in what he could see.
Beside him, Trunks had turned to his sister as he knew that she was there to greet him back. He had seen her face in just a wave as she seemed to be in trance with Goten in a stare that he saw that he returned himself. Trouble was brewing in there. Then, he noticed the other female that was beside her.
It wasn't much of her form but the way that she was dressed. He had never seen such thing on a person. Her tail was wrapped in her waist in the same manner as everyone else that saiyan here but he had never seen her before. She looked different from everything that he had ever seen. Her eyes looked up to his for a moment, narrowing as she saw the look that he had.
She had seen it many times with the type of friends that she had. She had hated it, but now found a feeling inside of giddiness that she hadn't felt before. His look enticed her. Not as if anything else might not. She knew that he was good looking. She had seen enough people or saiyans in her life to know when a person was looking good or bad.
"They're still the same everywhere though," she said out loud, getting the attention of the other three people. She narrowed her eyes to all of them as she moved her head to one of the sides.
"I agree," Bra said to her statement. She knew what Pan was talking about. "I've seen that look in their faces every time their heads have something in there that you don't want to know."
"Men," they said in unison at the two guys who seemed to be a little lost until they heard the last word.
Pan scoffed as she took steps toward the end of the ramp. She looked behind it, noting that it was nothing but country side. She could do it right here without alarming anyone. She took a capsule out of the case, closing it again.
"Bye, bye," she said to it. With mastered force, she threw the capsule hard into the air and put one hand out. Her eyes marked the spot as she closed her hand and extended her index finger. As if a gun, she pulled and let out a force of energy. A resounded noise was heard as a bright light ignited the sky.
She walked back to where they were just standing. Each had their mouths open agape as they saw her just detonate something in the sky.
"Just got rid of our problems," she told Bra smirking, as she knew that this was something of a first impression that the prince would never forget.
Pan stopped right beside Goten and wrapped him in a very big hug. "Oh, I missed you." She told him sincerely. Her uncle was like a brother to her, and she had seen nothing of him for a whole year.
Trunks blinked as he saw the raven girl throw herself into Goten's arms. He looked at Bra to see if she was allowing this when he saw that she had a face of 'I don't care'. As he looked at her, he couldn't see if she really meant it. His eyes turned to Goten, still wrapped in the embrace with the woman.
Something raged inside him, it looked to him as if they were more than friends. Intimate was the word that he would use to describe this. He couldn't see how she was his, as it looked like. He wanted her for him, not for Goten or something else.
A kiss surprised him as he saw that his sister had come to greet him if he didn't made any movement to her. She got close to his ear and whispered, "You seem to be in a trance brother." She had always liked to bother him and tease him.
"None of your business," he growled as if in a bad mood.
Bra sensed the tension in his voice and knew what had happened. Pan had intrigued him. Interested didn't seem to be the right word for it though. Although she was with her back to them, she could feel the eyes of someone on her back. Trunks finally returned her hug, Bra turned herself and led him to the pair that still seemed to be trapped in each others hugs.
"Brother," she took the initiative. Pan turned to both of them, one of her arms in Goten's shoulders. "This is Pan Son." She made sure that he caught the 'Son' part. "She's Goten's niece."
At the mention of his name, Goten let his eyes drag through hers as well. Coming and going, she felt something that came and went as fast as it happened. She had never felt the power that went through her eyes that seemed to have been transported from his.
Pan extended her free hand to his to shake his but instead of shaking hers, Trunks took it to his lips and lightly kissed it. Their eyes never left each other as the contact came through. Her hand lingered in his for a moment as she saw that most of her power in her body had gone out. She had frozen up as he touched her hands with his but the kiss brought back the jolt of warmth that still left her body paralyzed in place.
Both Goten and Bra noticed the things that were going through in between them. Suppressed but still in the air. "This is Princess Bra, uncle," Pan managed to say. Her eyes still left in contact with Trunks. She saw in his eyes that he had felt it too. The surge of cold and warmth at the same time. It bothered her that she was feeling this... never before and it still bonded her to what it could mean.
"Hello," Bra greeted solemnly to her husband to be.
"A pleasure princess," he murmured as he walked a step closer to her. He kissed the base of her hand in the same manner as Trunks but quickly let go as he saw her hesitate.
"Likewise," she refrained to tell. She looked to her brother to find him and Pan looking at both of them wondering. She knew that they were wondering... she wouldn't show a thing.
In impulse, she grabbed Trunks arms and started to lead him inside. She had to get out of there. It had been too close for her, she needed to have her space back again. She also noticed that Pan needed her space back too because of the impression in her face.
Time alone would help her regain herself. It had been only a first impression. Just like Trunks and Pan, it was something that would pass. Next time, she would not feel the wiggliest inside that made her knees get weak in front of him. Just nerves, just nerves...
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Does anyone believe the whole just nerves thing? I don't.
I hope you all liked this chapter... please review with your comments... I'd like to know what you think.
Next Chapter : Conversations in between sister and brother and uncle and niece. What would happen if Bra and Goten bumped accidentally into each other? ... ...
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Moon Star