Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Foregone ❯ Chapter 2

 

 

Disclaimer: This story is a use of characters from DBZ.

Warning: Use of language, lemon, explicit sexual acts, mature themes.

AN: I hate saying these things, but this is a filler chapter, but had to be done.

 

 

Foregone

 

Not Bad

 

I remembered that dancing was fine, and I could do the moves easily enough. However, stopping me from decapitating the many moronic men who dared tried to dance with Bra was difficult.

 

It was not as if I was jealous. Mostly, I just had a burning urge…Who would not? I mean this woman had the perfect body… And she radiated that energy that made others follow and look and just want to be with her. The most appealing part was that she was indifferent. She only paid me attention, laughed at the others antics, and smiled only at me.

 

My madcap mind informed me that I was lust driven for her, but I reasoned out that she was a good friend to me, someone I was just learning. Had anyone touched her in an indecent way, or looked too longingly at her I would have snapped. Thank all that is sacred that that night I only enjoyed the evening.

 

The feelings that bore down on me left me shaken for a wile. I remember that I went home without so much as trying to kiss her. We had not kissed in a passionate way, and the urge to do more then that was overwhelming. Now do not get me wrong, I was no prude, but this was Bra. This was not some girl I had picked out to seduce or get with, as my niece would say, I earnestly wanted to know her; Somehow a part of me needed her friendship. Pan was the only other girl that I had palled around with this was exquisitely different… Ii was not that I did not think about it… Especially that night. I left hurriedly and went home to try to order out my thoughts…

 

I stayed away for three weeks.

 

I could only imagine what that did to Bra. It nearly killed me then. She never called to bitch, cry, or ask me anything. It was if we both needed the time away. What changed my mind or at least made me finally give in was something Trunks told me.

 

My mind was still reeling over that one night dancing with her, and if I was to find a better word: confused. I wanted her, but I did not want her, I needed her friendship and that was a new thing to me because I had never needed it before or any girls for that long of a time. I know I am a prick at times, but I never led a girl on… was I guilty for this, for thinking that I felt more for Bra, and my conscience was giving me hell? I do not know but it plagued me so I stayed from her: not to have her soft voice influence my decision whatever it was going to be…

 

But…. Trunks, I needed Trunks and when I could spend time with my very elusive busy friend… I did. However, have you ever noticed that the more you have tried to calm your mind over a problem that everyone has something to say about? Weather intentional or not, because at that point in time Trunks had no clue that Bra meant anything to me… So why in the world did he have to spend our short time together talking about her? It seemed that some person had been fritting with Bra's emotions and she thought that she was getting involved, thus laid Trunks idea. He was tired of men playing for Bras attention when all it seemed that they only wanted sex her money y or a job, or all three… Trunks was determined to fix his sister up with a great person!

 

Who was this seedy man that made Bra hurt, I thought; dam how he dare mess with her while I was not there to protect her! That thought rang so hard in my head… and how dare Trunks try to find someone for her! She was mine…

 

She was mine… the notion of how that came out… I was so angered at the situation. Then I got very mad for thinking that Bra must have been seeing this unknown man while she and I were spending time… And she never mentioned him to me… I was starting to judge her poorly… when the light made a connection…. Bra was upset because of me…

 

I was the person she had been upset about; I was the jerk who had not called…. Suddenly I did not feel so angered at her. Trunks I could deal with his idea of a perfect person,

 

In front of my best friend, I called Bra, Trunks knew whom I was calling and was curiously quiet.

 

“Bra?” I asked when I heard her voice

“Goten?” she was shocked and surprised.

“Yeah, hey I wanted to say I am sorry I haven't called, I had a lot on my mind and I wanted you to know that I am here…” I could not say too much 'cause now Trunks looked strangely at me, I as still so unsure…

 

“Goten, I want to accept your apology, but I have to tell you. It hurt to be ignored, I thought we were friends…” she let that kind of end there, I know she wanted to say more…

 

I only nodded my head. She could not see me, but I think she knew what I was doing.

 

“Have you been okay?” she asked always concerned for me first.

 

“Not Bad” I said hoping that she knew I was lying this time.

“And you?” I asked back.

“Not bad” she replied in kind.

“Do you need a coffee?” I asked sensing how hard Trunks was now staring at me.

“Yes, 20 minutes?” She knew what I intended.

“Ok, Bra I will be there, see you soon.”

 

I hung up and tried my hardest not to let out my feelings.

 

Trunks did his best to discern my feelings. He was very intuitive to people and their emotions.

Especially mine.

 

He only said one thing…

“I'll be damned!” he left me alone to get ready. I knew he was not mad or anything, but I also knew that he knew now. Soon Pan would know… I only prayed that Bra and I had some good news for our families once that cat was out…

 

weather I wanted it or not, the families were going to know that Bra and I had something going on… and the grief that bothers with families like ours, I wished that it was only me and Vegeta and Bra who knew… however one phrase came to mind in all… it really was not bad after all….