Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ I Never Dreamed ❯ Chapter 20 ( Chapter 20 )

I Never Dreamed

By: AMCM74

Chapter 20

Bra lifted Marks arm around her shoulder. "Your are going to have to help me, if we want to get your drunk ass to the car." Bra laughed. The drunker Mark had gotten the more he had loosened up.

"I' no drunks" Mark looked happily at Bra as he found his feet. "Your sajjer ating. Thatz no white. Xajjerating?" He looked at Bra for help and she busted out laughing. "No, no I gonna get dwis white."

"Maybe tomorrow morning." Bra walked for the door. Mark was doing amazingly well. If he kept his mouth shut no one would know he was bombed. She got him to the car and put her hands out for the keys. He looked at her blankly. "I need your keys"

"You need me please?" He jolted so hard he almost felt on the pavement. Bra rolled her baby blue eyes, and grabbed his belt. She was digging into his pant pocket when he stammered back. "Geeze, don't halfa be do rough bout it." Bra pulled the keys out as Devero reached over and her chin in his hand and kissed her. She leaned back against the car clinching the keys in on hand. The other rose to his arm to push him away.

"Not now." Bra turned to unlock the door.

Devero stood behind her as he said in a confused voice "But you said please?"

"Keys." She opened the door and motioned for him to get in. "I said keys."

"But you have keys?"

Bra started chuckled to herself again, shaking her head. "Get in. I'm driving"

Mark reached out and pulled himself into the seat with a small amount of effort "Umm I can't find the seat belt."

Bra rolled her eyes. "You are so drunk." She reached over and pulled the nylon strap over him. As she clipped him in Devero looked at her sprawled across his lap and swallowed hard. After the buckle was secured she looked up at him. "Any thing else?"

She was not expecting what came next. He placed his hands on either side of her face and kissed her, again. The seat gave way falling back. The movement threw her full on top of him. The kiss was one of the most intent kisses she had ever received. He definitely knew how to do this right. She slowly began to kiss him back. When they finally pulled apart he sighed, "It wasn't mine imagination, you do taste like strawberries."

Bra climbed out of the car and looked down at him. He was looking at her with thick desire in her eyes. "You can wipe those thoughts right out of your head. I am not Pan's replacement." She slammed the door on him. She walked around the front car with a fierce stride that shook her hips in angry jerks. Pulling open the driver's side door she stepped in.

"I hope you can drive a stick." Mark grumbled

"I can drive a stick better then you can." She glared over at him "And if you keep kissing me I am going to break your stick."

Mark started to laugh, "You will? Well then feel free to try!"

"Pervert." She turned away to hide her quick smiled at his words. She reached down and pulled her heels off and tossed them to the back seat. "Hold on" She turned the ignition.

"What fooooorrrrrr." Mark felt the car lurch forward and heard the squealing of tires as Bra released the clutch. "HOLY SHIT!!!!!!!"

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Trunks reached over and let his hand fall on the alarm clock. Another day at the office had arrived. He let his head drop back to the pillow. There was something different about it now. Looking over at Pan next to him he smiled. They had never made it to Chester's. Not that he was too worried about it. He would take his time and pry the information he wanted from his in erotic torture. But that was a thought for another day. He grinned evilly. Right now there was Mark Devero to deal with. Careful not to wake Pan he slipped out of the bed and hit the shower.

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Mark, on the other hand, shoved his face into the pillow and clinched his head "Oh Crap!" the infernal buzzing would not stop. He reached out and slammed his fist onto the nightstand and prayed that he hit the stupid clock. Of course the first several swings missed. The when he finally got it, the blasted thing fell to the floor and continued it's incessant beeping.

The door burst open and the hall light spilled on to him. Bra stood in a huge white night gown with Princess in blue across the front. "What is it with all the banging in here!

"What did you do sleep with your ear on the door?" Mark shoved his pillow over his face to block the light and Bra's booming voice.

She walked into the room and grabbed the alarm clock off the floor and clicked it off. "No my room happens to be next to this one."

"Your room is next to mine?" Devero lifted the pillow a bit. No use tempting her with the idea of suffocating him. "Why"

Before she could answer there was a loud knocking at the door. Although to Mark is sounded like machinegun fire next to his ear. "Hey, Devero, Just because your President doesn't mean you don't have to be at the office on time. Come on you'll be late." Trunks stood in the door way all pressed and clean, suitcase in hand.

"I really am in hell."

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Later that day.

Videl opened the door and walked into Trunks' bedroom. Pan lay curled around the pillows. It was odd to see her little girl surrounded by the purely male interior of the room. "Pan, baby wake up." She sat down next to Pan and took he shoulder gently.

Pan's eyes came open and she started at the sight of her mother. "MOM" Pan looked down and was relieved the blanket was covering her naked form. Looking around for Trunks she frowned. "Uhh. What are you doing here?"

"Getting you out of bed." Videl got up and walked over to the door. She turned and held up a suitcase. "I believe you need these. Unless you planned on wearing one of Trunks shirts around all day."

"Thank you." Pan looked down. She was really embarrassed by the situation.

Videl opened the suitcase and looked up at her daughter "Come on honey, It's not like I didn't figure this out when you told us you were having his baby. Just count yourself lucky. I talked your father into keeping Bulma company while I woke you up." Videl stood up. A concerned look passed over Videl's face as she pushed her daughters head to the side. "Tell that boy to leave off a bit. You can't go around wearing turtle neck sweater every day." Pan blushed wildly.

"Why did you bring so much stuff?" Pan changed the subject.

Videl looked confused "Trunks called us this morning and told us about the engagement, and to bring your stuff over. He said you were moving into Capsule with him. Your father and I packed all morning."

Pan grabbed a shirt from he mother "He told you about the engagement? He never even asked me to move in!! I would have said NO!" Pan started grabbing cloths. "I wanted to stay with you and daddy until we were married." Pan marched to the shower "I am going to get a shower. "Then I have to eat. But then I am taking daddy over to Capsule Corps Headquarters."

Videl stood frozen. "W, W, Why?" She asked in a low voice

"To kill Trunks of course." Pan was furious. How dare he! He never asked! How could he go around making decisions about her life without asking? As much as she loved him, this had to be set right. How could she spend the rest of her life with a man who never stopped to ask what she wanted? Dende knew what else he had done without asking.

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Trunks is in trouble. Pan is furious. Mark is, of course, in hang over hell. Bra is bored and will be bringing in a new party to the antics here. Excuse me all, but do you remember a girl named Marron? Next chapter!!!