Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Holding On ❯ 9 ( Chapter 9 )

Disclaimer: Whoops, I haven't been writing one of these for this story. I just want to inform you people who don't know any better that I don't own Dragon Ball Z/Gt/ and so on, nor do I own any of it's characters (::sniff:: It's just not fair!) I also want to say that I don't own Peter Pan, or any lyrics from the Sound of Music, but I do use all of it in my story. Read and enjoy!

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< br> Bra felt her feet lift off the ground and looked up as if trying to avoid the fact that she was so high in the air, and unable to control the rapid increase in altitude.

"Goten, since the meditation approach didn't work how do you know this one will?" she asked, gripping her hands on his arm, which was securely wrapped around her waist.

Goten smiled at the back of her head. "Well for starters the meditation approach had never been tried before. This one works for most flying forms. This is how birds learn to fly.and so forth."

"Oh Yeah? And what is this approach called?" she asked while unknowingly loosening her grip and getting comfortable in his arms. Goten smiled again. "Oh it's called the 'Elevator Drop'."

Bra was quiet and very still for a moment as she looked down. Goten was above the lake now and had stopped moving upwards. "Elevator Drop?" her voice wavered. "Why don't I like the sound of tha..." suddenly her eyes opened wide and she tried to turn around and hold on to him. "Goten don't you dare!" Shrieked Bra.

But Goten dared. Before Bra could obtain a stable grip his arms left her and she began to fall.

'I'm going to kill him' she decided as she started to descend at a rapid and increasing pace.

She closed her eyes, crossed her fingers and held her breath all the time praying in her thoughts, 'Oh Dende, please let me fly. Don't let me fall. Please stop me.'

But it was of no use because in the blink of a human's eye she was submerged in the crystal clear lake water.

Gathering her senses she felt herself falling deeper in the water. As soon as her foot found a rock she let herself sink further, bending her knees, before suddenly straitening her legs and launching herself upwards to the surface. When she felt her face surrounded with air she moved her legs to keep herself afloat.

"I am so going to kill you Goten." She yelled while wiping water from her eyes and looking around. She started to paddle to land when Goten landed at the edge, chuckling silently at the events.

He grabbed her arms when she was within reach and pulled her on land. "I didn't realize that a wet Saiyan could so perfectly resemble a wet kitten." he joked laughing more but quickly shutting up when she gave a very intimidating glare. (Imagine the kind your mother gives you when she has a migraine and you ask to have some friends come over, or she asks for the "thousandth" time that you clean your room.)

"Why the hell did you drop me?" she asked, teeth chattering, and body shivering.

"I thought you liked to swim?" he guessed slowly taking a step backwards for every step she took towards him.

"Yeah I like to swim Goten." she said matter-of-factly, almost as if she calmed down. But it didn't appear to stay that way for long when she began to yell. "But not by falling into water 30 feet from the air!"

Goten chuckled nervously, taking another step back for precaution. "Well it wasn't quite 30 feet..." he started, but stopped when she flashed the same glare as before. "What? It works for birds!"

Bra gripped her head with her hand and sighed. "Yeah, but there's three things. Birds usually catch the baby before they hit the ground. Birds have wings and instructions to follow. I don't know a single thing about actually flying. Oh and the third thing, I'M NOT A BIRD!!"

Goten smiled, knowing that Bra wasn't quite as pissed off. She was acting because her Ki was lowering. "No instructions?" he thought. "Oh yeah! I knew I forgot something!"

Bra stared in disbelief. "There are instructions? How am I supposed to fly without you telling me? Why didn't you tell me?"

Goten shrugged his shoulders, "Well I guess it just slipped my mind." he said, scratching the back of his head and flashing the famous 'Son smile.'

"I can't believe this," she muttered under her breath. "How long is it going to take to explain?"

Goten tilted his head in thought before replying. "Well maybe an hour, or two."

Bra sighed. "Why can't this be as simple as it is in Peter Pan? Why can't you just sprinkle me with Fairy dust and get me to think about what makes me happy, like holidays, and Cheesecake, shopping, cute boys, good grades, new credit cards, getting Pan in a dress, slumber parties, the ocean, kittens, and little puppies with red bows around their collars, tiny clips near their ears and little red rain boots over their paws? Why can't doing that lift me off the ground?"

"Little red rainboots on their paws? Why not just start singing Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes, Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes, Silver white winters that melt into springs, These are few of my favorite things." Goten was relieved to see Bra smile. He was just goofy enough to actually sing the last part.

"Come on Goten. Where's your fairy dust?" she joked, walking up to him and trying to reach into his pockets.

Goten tried to grab her fast moving hands and eventually found her wrists. They both froze, starring into each other's eyes. Bra suddenly felt warm and dry all over. She looked down to see that Goten had raised his Ki to dry her clothing and hair.

"Do I look like a fairy?" he asked releasing her wrists and taking a step back to let her look.

Bra was immediately struck with a mental image of Goten, hovering in the air with little silver wings, long hair, and wearing a tank top with a green skirt. She couldn't help but giggle. "I don't know Goten. You might look good with wings and a skirt," she laughed and Goten began laughing too.

After a few minutes they calmed down. "Just promise me that you won't drop me like that again?" she asked, still giggling a little.

"I promise. But Remember, you agreed to trust my methods. But for now why don't I explain the instructions before we both forget about them?"

Bra nodded her head but then turned around at the sound of a small continuous beep. "My pager" she commented, turning around in an attempt to ignore it. When they heard a second continuous beep they knew that both pagers were going off.

They walked over towards the noise and found them amongst their discarded items. "311 that means an emergency at Capsule Corp. We should get over there."

Without further thought Goten picked up Bra and flew towards the city.

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"What's wrong?" asked Pan just as she and Mirai Trunks stepped into the elevator. They barely missed Bulma and Marron stepping out of the elevator beside them.

Pan placed her bags of food on the floor of the service elevator. They decided that it would be better to take the elevator meant for Janitors so that they wouldn't have to run into so many people with all this food.

"Why do you think something's wrong?" asked Mirai, glancing at her with a forced smile while setting the packages on the floor. It was a forced smile that she happened to catch.

"Well for starters you're wearing torn, burnt, and singed training attire, you're hair is a mess, you look tired, and you just forced a smile. Not to mention the fact that you are dodging the question and have done nothing but say "sure" to everything I've said since we left the kitchen. It's obvious that your mind is somewhere else."

Mirai was pretty shocked. "My hair messed up? Dende, do you have a mirror? A comb to?" he asked in mock horror, glad that Pan laughed.

"I'm serious," she giggled. "You tried to dodge it again. What? You don't want to talk to me anymore?"

"Well it's a little weird, and a blow to my pride. I'd rather not tell anyone about it."

Pan sighed. "You know that it helps to talk things through right? Well if I recall correctly we agreed to keep our conversations confidential. And we agreed to ignore embarrassment and be able to talk about anything, no matter how much pride was at stake." Before Trunks could speak she shifted her hips to the left, purposely pressing the stop button, trapping them between the 6th and 7th floors.

Mirai leaned against the wall after he felt the sudden jerk of the small room.

"Well, it all started after I was training with father and went inside to sit in the kitchen. That was when..."

Mirai proceeded to relay his side of the fight in the kitchen, adding his opinions, and feelings, but keeping the dialogue exchanged exactly the way it was.

"...And I went up to my room." he said, not telling her about his inner conscience struggle.

"Well, I'm not quite sure how to remedy that fight. Maybe if you just..."

"Well I'm not done yet" he interrupted, deciding to mention his 'dream.'

"It gets worse?" she groaned, not liking how all this was sounding.

"Well I must have fallen asleep or something because the next thing I know there was a 'mini me' figure floating on my shoulder. He looked exactly like me only dressed in a white cotton robe. And then another copy showed up on my other shoulder, only this one was in a Red silk robe..."

"With halo's and devil horns too?" interrupted a curious Pan.

Mirai bit his lip. "Well no. And I asked them about that and they rambled something about movie industries, and mistaken identities."

Pan leaned her head against the wall and slid into a sitting position. This was a little weird to comprehend. "They talked too?" she sighed.

Mirai nodded his head and sat down in a similar fashion.

"They called themselves my inner conscience and voice of reason. They didn't seem to like each other though, because half the time they were fighting. Well when the white one tackled the red guy, I went to the bathroom and splashed my face with water. Unfortunately when I turned around they were still there."

"Dear Kami. What did they do?"

"Well, they told me something weird about needing to make a decision concerning Marron. They accused me of liking her, and bonding with her. When I denied the whole think the red one punched me across the room. I woke up on the floor and figured that it was a seriously messed up dream, but it felt so real. Those stupid little figure things weren't there, thankfully."

Pan leaned forward and pulled an eggroll out of the bag. She bit into it and began contemplating the situation, not exactly sure what to say. "I wouldn't exactly call them stupid you know." she said, then quickly swallowed her bite. "They sounded pretty smart to me. Maybe you should have listened," she said. 'I wonder if I should tell Bulma about this...Maybe the hallucinations mean that he is sick or something. What if it's a dangerous side affect from time travel, or perhaps a result of Vegeta hitting him too hard in the head while they trained? Bulma might be able to help...but I promised that this was confidential.'

Mirai stared at her. "Why would they be smart? And why should I listen to them?!" He exclaimed, fearing the worst from her answer.

"Oh Trunks." she sighed, "When are you going to stop lying to yourself and everyone else as well? Just answer me this...What's so wrong about Marron?"

The elevator was filled with silence. Right when Mirai opened his mouth to speak they both heard a beeping sound. Pan looked down ant the pager connected to her belt loop. She promptly hit the (1) button and the elevator began to descend.

"311. That means that there's an emergency," she said. "We need to meet everyone in Bulma's lab."

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Trunks returned to the office and frowned. Pan wasn't there yet. He walked to the desk and started to shuffle through some paper when the phone rang.

He reached over and picked it up without a thought. Following routine he pressed the 'connect' button on the second ring. "Moshi Moshi. Capsule Corp. President Briefs speaking."

"Trunks, must you be so formal? This is your personal line for heavens sake!" He heard a female voice giggle.

"What do you want Marron?" he stated, slightly annoyed. He didn't want to be on the phone when Pan came in.

"Oh, well your mother wants to hold a meeting downstairs to pass out assignments. Neither of us know the pager numbers so she wanted to call and ask you to get everyone here immediately."

Trunks groaned. "Alright" he said defeated.

He clicked the phone off and turned on line 1. After punching in the 7- digit number he switched to line 2 and punched in 7 more numbers. He proceeded to change line and dial up all the pagers before switching back to the first line.

"Please punch in your message," alerted a high-pitched voice recording.

'She said immediately, so I'll use the emergency umber.' he decided, punching in the 3-didget numbers.

He proceeded to switch lines and punch '311' over and over again.

When he finally finished he hung up the phone. "I hope this doesn't take long," he said to no one in particular.

Trunks walked out of the office and waved to his secretary, who was used to his constant comings and goings and took the wave to mean that she should hold his calls.

Trunks walked to the elevator and stepped in. Again watching the door slide shut.

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An) Is it me or did I use elevators a lot in this chapter? Goten's flying lesson included the 'elevator drop' Mirai and Pan talked in an elevator, and Trunks entered one at the end. Oh well.

I would like to thank the following people for their quick reviews. As soon as I posted the chapter I went to get a Dr. Pepper and heat up some soup (I'm a little sick). And when I came back (after being gone for 15 minutes) I already had 3 reviews! Well I would like to thank

Pine: Thanks for answering the question in my Author notes at the end of chapter 9, and for reviewing so quickly. I really appreciate getting reviews.

~PanHopeNVS~: Thanks for the review. Just to let you know there will be a purely MT/M chapter coming up in the next 2 or 3 posts. It's already planned out and partially written, but it wouldn't make sense at this point in the story. It will make sense after the next plot twist (you'll know what I'm talking about when you read those chapters, but first I have to write them...). Anyways, I really cannot wait for your next chapter of Loud Silence. I want to see chapter 3 soon!

Vegea Kalorale: Thank you for the long reviews. How did you know about my plan for Goten to drop her? To tell the truth you gave me the idea when I read your review and I couldn't help but start writing it while I had the inspiration. Thank you for the idea! And how did you know that I researched for the bodies of water too? I used the wonderful World Book Encyclopedia, to find a map.

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