Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Holding On ❯ 8 ( Chapter 8 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

Sorry this chapter took a while to get out. I'm having trouble making decisions with it, and the people who usually talk me out of my writer's block haven't been online or on fanfiction.net lately so they have no idea about details in this story. I usually write faster when I have encouragement and people giving me ideas. Thanks to all those who have been reviewing. Here's the chapter, sorry it's so short.

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Bra was just laying on her back concentrating on Goten's voice. 'I'm relaxed, I'm imagining myself lift off the ground, and yet I'm still on the ground. I don't think this is working.' she thought skeptically before opening her eyes and staring at the clouds.

She refocused and listened for Goten's voice, but she couldn't hear it. Looking to her left Bra couldn't help but smile. Goten had fallen asleep. 'He looks so cute when he's sleeping. Like an Angel...' She refocused on the clouds and sighed. 'This is getting kind of boring. I wonder if I should wake him up so we can eat.'

She reached over and nudged his shoulder hoping that it would stir him from his sleep, but Goten didn't make any noise or sign to show that he was on the verge of waking up. "Humph you're just like Pan. Whenever I try and wake her up she just goes into a deeper sleep. With her I can at least whisper 'Trunks' and she will wake up quickly." She groaned, pulling her hand away from his shoulder and sliding it down his chest. Her hand went to his stomach and she tried tickling him but he didn't budge. 'Damn, I forgot that he isn't ticklish.'

"Goten," she said near his ear. "Goten wake up." Her voice was louder. "Goten you idiot, WAKE UP"

He still didn't move and she was beginning to get frustrated. She went to her jacket and grabbed the food capsule knowing full well that aroma of food would make him awake and alert in a matter of seconds.

Goten sat down next to Bra and the large amount of food that she took out of the Capsule. 'Wow, I knew it would take a few seconds to get him over here, but I didn't expect him to move THAT fast.'

They had tried to get her to meditate and relax in order to fly, but that approach hadn't worked. They'd have to move to plan B...after they ate, decided Goten.

The two hungry Saiyans rapidly began to devour food quickly. They finished in a matter of minutes and sat back to relax.

"Wow Bra. That food tasted better than my Mothers cooking, just don't tell her that. I didn't know Bulma cooked so well. Man, what I wouldn't give to marry someone who could cook like this." He leaned on his arms, which were outstretched behind him and then he closed his eyes with a sigh.

Bra looked up surprised and then blushed. "Well my mother didn't cook the food. I did. I made it before I left the house. Did you really like it?"

Goten opened his eyes and looked at her with an arched eyebrow. "You cooked all this? Yes it was great Bra, like I said it was better than my moms."

She smiled and looked away blushing. "I'm glad you liked it." It was very quiet now, neither willing to speak. They both remembered what he also said about marriage.

Goten sighed again. Bra was just so cute when she blushed like that. The bridge of her nose would always start to get pink first, and then it would spread over her cheeks 'Kami, she's so gorgeous. Why do I always notice the cute little things about her? I wish I could just tell her how I feel. But as perfect as it seems, I know this isn't the right time. I have to wait.'

"Goten, can I ask you something?" Bra spoke, breaking the uncomfortable silence.

Goten leaned forward and sat Indian style, stretching an arm to cup her chin in his hand. "You can ask me anything Bra," He stated, giving her a reassuring smile.

Bra blushed again at his touch and smiled. He withdrew his hand and continued to stare at her.

"Well, I was just wondering..."

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Trunks turned away from Pan to glance at the door, it was left partially open and he could still feel his mothers Ki near by.

"I doubt they'll think anything weird. They know we fool around like that," he said turning to her and smiling.

Pan was blushing like crazy, 'I can't believe I was sitting in his lap. Oh my Kami.'

"Pan, what's wrong? You're blushing?" Trunks teased with a smirk on his face.

Pan opened her moth to speak but instead walked around his desk and towards the door. "I'm...uh...going to...go get Chinese food. I'll be back in a few."

Trunks watched her form retreat from the door and licked his lips. She was so close to him and all he did was flirt. 'Why couldn't I tell her?' he cursed mentally.

Trunks sighed and also left the room. 'I might as well see what Mom and Marron wanted. Maybe I can clear this whole incident up.'

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Mir ai Trunks stood up from the floor in his room and looked around. 'No little flying figures...That's a good sign.'

He shrugged his shoulders and stretched slightly, 'Maybe I just fainted when I came into the room, that might sort of explain the figures as some sort of weird demented dream.'

He stepped out of the door and started to walk to the kitchen. He needed to think about everything, and he could think best on a full stomach.

He walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, brushing his hair back out of his face. When he saw Pan at the door struggling with a few bags of Chinese food he walked faster and took half of them.

"Oh thanks Mirai." Pan said surprised. She hadn't seen him behind her.

He started to set them on the table when he heard her voice. "Oh we weren't going to eat down here. Can you help me carry these to Trunks' office?"

Mirai turned around and smiled. "Sure."

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Trunks left his office instructing his secretary to let Pan inside if he didn't get back before her. He walked down the hallway looking for his mother or Marron and smiled as he caught a familiar glimpse of Blonde hair entering an elevator. He stretched his steps farther apart and put his hand in between the two elevator doors, stopping them from closing.

The doors automatically began to slide open and Trunks was face to face with a surprised Marron and his mother. "Oh Trunks, don't let us bother your little moment with Pan. We didn't mean to interrupt." Said Bulma smirking when she saw a slight blush stain her sons cheeks.

"It wasn't what you were thinking mom. Why were you two looking for me?" He regained his composure, brushing off his mothers smirk by turning serious.

Marron sighed. "Trunks, Are you going to let go of the elevator door or get in here so we can talk on the way to the lab?"

Trunks quirked an eyebrow but quickly stepped in right before the elevator door slid shut. "Ok, I'm in. Now will you tell me what's up? Why are we going to the lab?"

Bulma smiled. "Well I finally completed the vaccine and have adapted it into a very strong liquid, but it needs to be inhaled rather than injected in order to build up an immunity. So Marron and I worked overtime and came up with an idea to add it into water, like oceans, lakes, rivers and such all across the world. That way when it is evaporated it will stay with in the atmosphere just long enough to spread all over the earth and eventually be inhaled by the whole of the population. This way we don't have to worry about the poor and homeless as well as inhabitants of 3rd world countries being unable to get injections in time." (I, The author, have absolutely no idea if that could ever actually work in the real world, but uhm just pretend that it will ok?)

Trunks nodded his head. "What does all this have to do with me?"

This time it was Marron who began to speak. "Well we need to take the solution to the water sources in order for them to dilute and evaporate, but we don't think that hiring people to pour chemicals into the ocean would be the wise choice. So we were going to ask you to take 5 of the bottles and go to." Marron glanced at the paper on her clipboard before continuing. ". To the Great Lakes, Mississippi River, Salt Lake, Gulf of Mexico, and Ohio river. They are all in the USA, and since no one else has been there but you, we figured you would know where to find them better than the others. We were going to ask Gohan to take care of the North sea, Baltic Sea, Mediterranean Sea, Black Sea, and Caspian sea around Europe, Goten to take care of the Artic Ocean above Asia and North America, Vegeta to handle North and South Pacific Ocean, Krillin to take care of Hudson Bay, Labrador Sea, the North Atlantic, and South Atlantic Ocean, Mirai Trunks to take care of the Indian Ocean and Arabian Sea."

Trunks stared at her for a moment, "Don't worry about where they are going Trunks, Can you do the places in the US?" asked Bulma.

"Yeah sure, but what about the Sea of Okhotsk, Yellow sea, Sea of Japan, East China sea, and South China sea?"

Bulma blinked. "You mean you were actually listening to the places Marron mentioned?"

"Well yeah. I listen to important information if it doesn't have to do with work."

Bulma was about to argue when the doors opened and Marron pushed her out. "Don't worry Trunks. I was going to ask Pan to help me take care of those places. Can you tell her to talk to me when you see her again? You know.if you can manage to get her off of your lap."

The elevator doors shut leaving a smirking Marron and open mouthed Trunks separated.

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" Well I was just wondering...if Trunks has mentioned anything about Pan? I know you know that Pan likes Trunks, Dende knows that Trunks is the only one that doesn't know how Pan feels, but I was just wondering if Trunks ever talked to you about her..."

Bra couldn't help but lift an eyebrow when she witnessed Goten's smirk. Something definitely had to be up. "Well...don't let him know that I told you because he would probably hurt me, and if he found out that you told Pan then he'd probably kill both of us..."

"Goten just tell me what he said or I won't bring any more food tomorrow." said Bra impatiently.

"No food? Ok ok I'll tell you. One time when Trunks and I were hanging out after he ditched work we got to talking about girls. I told him about my feelings for his s...secretary and in return he told me how he felt about my niece."

Bra looked surprised. "His secretary? Oh come on Goten. Don't tell me you like her? She's married!!!!"

Goten gulped. Originally he was going to say that he revealed his feelings for Trunks sister, but when he realized that that meant he would be confessing his love to Bra he came up with the first word that started with an s. "Well...you see it was umm...his fill in secretary! You know the girl that filled in for his usual secretary when she went on maternity leave."

Bra eyed him suspiciously but decided not to probe anymore. "So, how does he feel about Pan?"

Happy that the subject turned away from him he answered with a smile. "Well he said, and I am quoting him here. 'Do you mind Goten? That I am totally head over heals in love with your niece? It's just that I've known Pan all my life, and I can't help but feel this way about her.' He said some other stuff but I think you get the idea."

With a smile Bra couldn't help but jump on her feet and spin around with her arms out stretched and her head tilted back. She stopped and looked at her friend with a huge smile. "Do you know how great this is? They would make the cutest couple. How should we get them together?"

Goten chuckled and stood up. "Calm down Bra. They both like each other so they should end up together."

Bra looked at him in disbelief "Are you serious Goten. With their pride? With their obliviousness? You can't expect two thickheaded Saiyans to get together on their own! Are you going to help me get them together or not?"

Goten sighed. "Yeah I'll help. But first...back to your lesson."

With that Goten wrapped his arms around her waist and levitated off the ground.

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Hey everyone. I'm sorry that this chapter was so short. There's plenty more in the story to come. I've got the whole story mapped out, but right now I'm just developing their friendships and relationships before I jump into the conflicts. It's better than just saying...3 weeks later... I hope to get the next chapter out tonight, and maybe tomorrow morning.

Ok, well review!!! And I changed my e-mail address to ::: IMAGINATIVE ONE1 @aol.com so e-mail me if you want to talk or give advice or something. Please, I need human contact!!!! Ok, well I'll stop blabbing endlessly and go ahead and end this so I can clean my room and start writing some more.