Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Holding On ❯ 11 ( Chapter 11 )

An) I'm writing another chapter now, sitting in front of the computer, listening to about 6 CD's on random, and typing away. I think my English teacher would be proud; I've actually used a thesaurus once or twice. Then again that may just be because it's summer and my brain is taking a holiday so I have forgotten my vocabulary, but oh well. Anyways, here's the chapter.

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Bra was sitting on a tree branch next to Goten, legs dangling in the air, and hair waving in the wind. She had been listening to his flying instructions and basically came to understand that in order to fly you have to feel threatened or afraid to a point where flying would seem your only option to reach safety. They both figured that Bra didn't fly with the 'Elevator Drop' because she was expecting him to catch her, and she didn't feel threatened by landing in water.

Using her delicate charm and subtle hints she steered him away from the topic of flying so that they could just enjoy a peaceful afternoon. From the tree branch she could see the whole valley around them, and still couldn't shake the familiarity of it. She was glad that it didn't make her frightened to be in a place she felt she should remember but couldn't, in fact the familiarity of it just made her more relaxed there. As if she had nothing to be afraid of and nothing to worry her. Or maybe that was just being around Goten...

"At least we don't have to worry about that disease thing from Mirai's world now." she commented, breaking the silence.

Goten, who had been busy relaxing to the sound of the breeze shifting through the leaves sighed. "Yeah, and Mirai doesn't seem quite as depressed as he did when he first arrived. I think Pan brightened him up."

Bra smiled, "Yeah, she has that effect on people. I think they are good friends, Pan seems to be doing better considering Jeremy..."

Goten nodded his head. "I hope she's doing ok, living alone I mean."

She couldn't help but laugh. "Goten, you worry too much, you're starting to sound like your brother. We aren't going to let her shut herself away from the world so don't worry so much."

"I guess you're right, I just get this feeling around her. Like she's still really hurting, just hiding it."

"She seemed fine last night, but then again she did seem a little detached at times." Commented Bra. Soon her face lit up with a devilish smile, "That is why the sooner we set her up with my brother the sooner everything will be ok."

He chuckled at her enthusiasm. "You always fix other people up Bra, what about yourself? You don't have a boyfriend..." Goten said, trailing off when he realized that that was what he was thinking, and he didn't intend to say it out loud.

"Yeah well I'm trying to get someone to notice me but it's not quite working..." Bra looked at Goten from the corner of her eye, wondering exactly what he was hinting at.

"Not working? Is he blind or something?"

"Not really, just a little oblivious. I've got a plan though; anyways we need to focus on Pan and Trunks first. Or maybe Mirai and Marron..." She said, shifting the subject away from herself.

"Mirai and Marron? You think that they'd be good together?" asked Goten with a startled expression and tone of voice.

"Don't you?"

"Well yeah, but how? That's going to be hard to work out, they both seem so intent on hating each other."

"I think for those two it might be better to wait for some time to pass, maybe they can."

"Time? Wait a second, what time is it? I promised Mom that I'd be home at 6:00." Goten said nervously.

Bra looked at her watch and frowned. "It's 5:50 now. Go ahead and fly home Chichi might be worried about you, I brought a capsule car."

"You sure? I could fly you home..." he offered.

"Don't worry about me Goten. I don't want you to be late, then Chichi might not let you stay so late at 'work'." Bra giggled.

Goten smiled and kissed her cheek with out thinking. "Um...bye." He stammered before flying off quickly towards home. 'Why did I kiss her? I know I like her and all, but this wasn't the way I planned it to happen. I hope she doesn't take it the wrong way, or the right way.Damn."

Bra sat frozen on the tree branch. 'He kissed me? Why did he kiss me? Does this mean he likes me? Wait a second Bra, calm down. He just kissed you on the cheek; it probably means nothing. Just wait to see if he mentions it before you start jumping to conclusions. Oh, I hope it meant something."

The endless streams of thought flowing through her head were immediately put to a halt at the sound of her cell phone ringing. Jumping off the tree she picked it up.

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It was probably around 5:00 or so, but neither people working diligently in the lab had any idea about the time. Marron was beginning to worry about Bulma. Every so often she would hear the genius start mumbling something about 'damn genes, nothing to be proud of' and something along the lines of 'gets it from father, so stubborn.'

Marron wondered if the lack of sleep was beginning to be detrimental to her judgment and mental capacity.

The two had been at work all day long, and Marron was starting to feel the damage due to 8 hours of working on her feet and skipping lunch.

"Bulma, when do we get a break?" she complained, sitting down and massaging her ankle.

"Ok Marron, you can take a break just as soon as you run this sample to the toxic disposal unit across the hall."

With an irritable groan Marron took the small test tube from the older woman's grip. She slipped out of the room and walked down the hall.

Right when she turned the corner she felt her whole body shoved against another's, and then thrown back by the force. "Watch out." She snapped, checking to make sure that the contents of the tube didn't spill.

When she looked up she met cold blue eyes and a rigid face that she really didn't want to see. Mirai Trunks mumbled "sorry" and then walked past her, down the hall towards Bulma's lab.

'Did he just say sorry?' she thought for a moment, glancing back at his retreating form. 'Hmm I wonder if he's settling down. He doesn't seem as mad as he was yesterday.'

Mirai walked to his mothers office grumbling 'Great, I just HAD to run into HER! That's just going to throw my whole day off.'

He walked into the office and narrowed his eyes. 'She's working way past her limit. What's the big deal anyways?'

"Mom? Need any help?" he offered politely.

She just looked up and seemed to panic. "Mirai? What are you doing here? No I don't need help, Marron is being the perfect helper."

Bulma returned back to her work, unable to witness the deep scowl that crossed her sons face.

A muffled ring suddenly broke the silence and caused Bulma to jump up startled. "What? Oh it's just the phone. Mirai, would you be a darling and answer it for me?"

Mirai searched for phone, or any trace of it beyond the small noise. He noticed a cord along the wall and followed it. After searching under a couple books and papers he finally spotted the small object and retrieved it after only 4 rings.

"Moshi Moshi, Capsule Corps. Bulma's office."

He heard a faint grunt come from his mother and barely heard her comment "Just like the other Trunks, so formal on the phone."

"Hello, I was just trying to reach Bulma. Can you tell me if Marron is over there?"

Bulma looked up and motioned for him to toss her the phone.

"Hello Ju.Yes.Yeah she was helping me with some lab work.Ok.. well we're probably going to be working all night.ok.then I'll send her over there for dinner.yeah.no she was staying at her apartment, but I suppose it might be easier to let her stay in a guest room.Ok.Yeah.hehehe.We really need to get together with Chichi to spend another day at that spa.. yeah I could use something to calm my nerves.Next Thursday.sounds great.see yah then.bye"

"You're friends with 18?"

Bulma tossed him the phone and smiled. "Yeah of course."

"Why?" he asked disgusted.

"Why do you have such a huge problem with my mother?" he heard a voice asked behind him. Bulma and Mirai looked to see Marron standing in the doorway

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Pan had originally planned on ordering pizzas, but then decided against it. She would prefer to order pizzas when she had the girls over. Now she was leaning over a stove, trying to cook the rice.

She was at a point in cooking where she just needed to stir the pots every few minutes, and make sure nothing boiled over when the phone rang.

Crossing the kitchen to pick up the receiver she pulled the cord back with her towards the stove.

"Whatcha want?" she said plainly. She was looking forward to a night alone, no responsibilities, no people to deal with, no worries, no reminders, and definitely no interruptions.

She was answered with a warm laugh. "Wow, you don't sound to happy to talk on the phone"

"Trunks is that you? What do you want?" she said, calming down when she realized that it wasn't the dreaded telemarketer that usually called at that time of the day no matter how many times they 'requested' to be taken off the list. And by requested I mean threatened.

"Oh I just thought that since you were going to be alone tonight, you might want to come over and help me with the budget. We didn't get it done yesterday you know."

Pan bit her lip. A whole night alone with Trunks? The temptation was heard to bear.

"Sorry Trunks, I have another final tomorrow, and I'm going to be stuck studying all night, and lets face it. If I went over there I wouldn't get much studying done." she lied.

Trunks laughed on the other side of the phone. He had hoped that she would agree. "Well that's ok. Maybe some other time if you're up to it."

"Yeah sure, look I gotta go, the rice is about to boil over."

"Rice? You're cooking food? Do you think you can bring me some? I haven't had anything to eat for a few hours."

Pan laughed. "Sure Trunks, I accidentally made too much anyways, I'll drop some off when I finish eating. I really need to go now. See you soon."

Pan hung up the phone and sighed. "Well there goes 'no interruptions'."

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"I mean, it's obvious you dislike her. First you accuse me of taking bitch lessons from her, and now you don't want your mother to be friends with her. Why?"

Obviously showing that he had no idea she was there by the look of surprise on his face, she could tell when he recovered and his face turned into a scowl. "I don't know, I guess I have a thing for hating non-human psycho killers like her."

"Who the hell are you to talk about my mother? You don't even know her!"

"I know enough!"

"How? By making snappy judgments about her based on her past? Tell me, have you even spoken to my mother since you've returned to this time line?"

"No, but I don't need to."

"Is that why you dislike me so much? Because you have some sort of disillusioned impression about my mother?"

Bulma took a few steps backwards, attempting to leave the lab. She expected things to blow up between them eventually; she was just hoping it would happen after she finished her work.

"I hate you because you remind me of your mother! That's enough of a reason!"

"Well in case you haven't noticed, I'm NOT MY MOTHER!"

"Yeah, you're her daughter. 'Like Mother like Daughter.' It's obvious that you are just like her."

"Oh, 'like father like son?' If I were you I wouldn't be so proud about being the bastard son of Vegeta.

"Bitch. Don't talk about my father. You don't have the right to insult the royal Saiyan bloodline."

"No! YOU don't have the right! Why don't you step off your throne and 'mingle with us peasants' for a change? I don't care what your problem is with me but you need to pull that stick out of your ass and realize that you aren't the Prince of a race at all so quit acting like your better than everyone else. If you haven't noticed, Vegeta-sei has been destroyed."

"Maybe you should stop pretending to be little 'miss Goodie two shoes' and realize that your mother isn't some sort of Saint so you should stop protecting her like she is!"

"My mother is not a saint. I never said she was. She's made mistakes just like everyone else. But she's changed and pushed those mistakes behind her, we all have! Everyone else knows that she's changed, why can't you accept that?"

"I can't accept that because people like that don't change! How can anyone stand her being their mother? Much less their friend or husband!"

"I'd rather have my mother than your father. It's obvious that he has screwed up your emotions and attitude way beyond repair!"

Marron turned and left the room. She took about two steps before she froze. She didn't hear him yell after her and that was really weird. She looked through the window of the lab and saw his feel. He had collapsed.

"Bulma! Help!" She screamed, looking around for the blue haired lady in a panic.

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"Hello?" Bra answered clicking the 'talk' button.

"Bra honey, it's mom. Look, we have a situation down here. Mirai's been hurt and I need you to get down here right away."

"Hurt? Mom what happened?" Before Bra could ask Bulma hung up the phone.

'Oh my god, I need to get down their fast.'

And then, with out even thinking about it she lifted off the ground and started to fly towards Capsule Corp, letting her instincts lead her.

When she landed on the lawn outside she looked around, amazed that she had actually been able to fly. There was no one there to witness the event, and for that she was silently thankful later. 'I will keep this to myself for now. I'll tell Goten tomorrow.' She thought, stepping into the house and rushing towards the medical department.

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An) Oh no! What happened to Mirai? Will Bra tell Goten that she flew? Will Pan show up at Capsule Corp with food and find Mirai hurt? How does everyone react? What does Marron think? Will Mirai wake up? All these answers and more, coming up in the next chapter.

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