Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ I Never Dreamed ❯ Chapter 32 ( Chapter 32 )

I Never Dreamed

By: AMCM74

Chapter 32

"Are you sure this is what you want to do?" Pan looked out her car window to the building before her. "This is a big, huge monstrous step. Also our parents are going to kill us after they find out."

Trunks got out of the car and walked around and opened her door. "I already woke the judge up. Pan. Don't tell me I had to call in one of my best favors only to have you back out." He helped her out "But that is alright. If you don't really want to marry me then.."

"I didn't say that!" Pan grabbed his hand and looked happily up at his face. "I want to marry you, more then anything. It's just that both of our families are going to be disappointed we eloped."

Trunks lifted his hand to the side of her face. He looked deep into her brown eyes and said, "Pan. Just say the word and we will wait for the traditional wedding. I don't want to push you into this"

Pan looked at the streetlight dancing off the car. "I am nervous. I admit, but I want o marry you now. It's the best thing we can do."

"Then stop shuffling your feet and come on." Trunks put his arm around her shoulders and together they walked on toward the courthouse. "You know you are walking in here Son Pan and leaving Mrs. Briefs."

"If I don't freeze up in the middle of the ceremony." Pan whispered.

"Remember if you get nervous that if you are good girl, and do everything right you get to kiss me at the end. That should give you some motivation." Trunks teased.

"I will remember that to write that in our wedding album." Pan sighed and Trunks opened the door and together they stepped inside.

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"Really, you actually like hockey?" Mark readjusted the ball cap he was wearing. Bra held her flag from the game in her hand as they walked down the hall toward their bedrooms.

"I don't know much about the game, but the men are pretty cute." She laughed. After they had left Capsule she had asked him if he wanted to go to a Satan City baseball game. Being a man and American she was not shocked to hear him happily agree to the idea. They had taunted the other team and screamed in agony as Orange Devil's finest ball players were thoroughly trampled by the Titans, Yamcha's old team. After the game mark had to sign as many autographs as the players to just get out of the stadium. "You know I never knew business me were such celebrities."

"I wish I wasn't. Women everywhere mob me. I never know it is the company, the old money, or the fact I am on that damn ten sexiest man list." Mark shook his hand. "My arm hurts from all the autographs."

"You want me to rub it for you." Bra teased. Looking at him she gave a wicked grin. Reaching up she snatched his cap. "Better yet, how about lets see how fast you can get your hat back."

"Give me that." Mark grabbed for it, but Bra slipped it behind her back and into the other hand. She held it away from his and mark grabbed her around the waist. "Hand it over.'

"No! That would make things way to easy on you." In a flash she was pinned up against the wall. Mark pressing he body next to hers in an intimate fashion. They faced each other breathing heavily. Mark frowned. 'What?"

"I am getting sick of this, Bra." He watched her face fall. The cap fell out of her hand to the floor. As if he had just cut out her heart. "There is only one way I know to make this feeling go away."

"What are you going to do?" She whispered.

"I am going to ask you to spend the night with me, Bra." Mark stepped away and let her think. "This is way to soon for me to start a new relationship, but damn it girl, you are driving me nuts."

"Like I am about to say no. Your room or mine?" Bra grabbed his arm.

"Excuse me." Mark's eyes flew open, as he was dragged the short distance to their doors.

'I said your room, or mine. Heck, Mine." Bra looked over at Devero, who was starting to smile. "Did you think it was only you feeling this?"

"I wasn't sure." He kicked the door shut behind him and advanced on her. He didn't get far before she reached out and slipped into his arms. They kissed with unleashed passion. Neither one of them was willing to hold back in this new riptide of emotion. Bra reached up and violently pulled on his shirts sending the buttons scattering across the room.

Mark leaned back and his green eyes glimmered with desire "Violent aren't we?"

"Shut up, I know you like it!" Bra let her hands lift to his shoulders and pulled the shirt down exposing his muscular chest. Still that was not enough for her as she started fumbling with his belt. Devero pushed her back so that she fell on to the bed and then climbed over her reaching down and lifting her shirt from her. Her bra clipped in the front, and it only took him a moment to dispatch it. Slowly he lowered his mouth to the dusky rose nipple. Bra clinched his head and let out a cry of delight.

The door flew open and Pan and Trunks stood there. Pan was yelling out happily, while she waved around a piece of paper. "'Look Bra! Trunks and I are" She stopped and said in a normal tone "Legal."

Trunks on the other hand stood for a moment before falling to the floor screaming "My eyes, my eyes" Pan looked down at her husband as he started to hyperventilate.

Mark looked from the intruders to Bra "You know if I knew this was all I would have to do to dehabilitate him. I would have tried it sooner."

Bra started laughing as she grabbed a blanket to cover her chest. "Pan, could you? Bra looked at Pan then at the open door.

"Umm yeah, sure." Bending over Pan grabbed Trunks arm and began to pull him up.

"The image! I still see it when my eyes are shut. The blasphemy of it has seared my brain." Trunks grabbed his keys and pulled up the penlight and rammed it next to his eye.

Pan shut the door and Bra and Mark heard Trunks yell, "You have ruined my wedding night!!"

Mark and Bra looked at each other moment before tossing back the blankets. Bra screaming "Wedding night!"

Mark tossed Bra her shirt. "They got married?" grabbing her arm he pulled her after him "Pan wait!"

"Mark I am not decent yet." Bar tried to pull her shirt on to her braless chest.

"They just saw it all anyway. Hurry up, we're going to lose them."