Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ I Never Give Up ❯ Chaoter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

I NEVER GIVE UP

By: AMCM74

Chapter 3



Mark and Bra were laughing loudly as they entered the front doors of the Devero estate. Bra was walking back wards talking with her hands "So Vegeta took Aiko and hide in the Gravity room until Trunks relented!

"I missed it." Mark's jaw dropped. "I would have paid to see that. So did Aiko ever sit up?"

Bra nodded "As soon as they took her into the kitchen and Bulma held her bottle out to her she just rolled over and sat right up. Seems no matter how little Saiyan blood you have you can always be motivated by food."

Mark blinked "Your telling me I have never seen anyone eat s many chicken McNuggets in my life, Bra. You deserve an award for that one." Bra blushed a bit, but Mark shoo his head "Do you now how jealous all those other women where of you in there? All that food and you still have a tiny waist."

Bra tilted her head "And here I thought they were jealous of the fact I had you and the limo."

Mark placed his hand on his chest in mock shock. "You mean we had a limo?"

"You've lowered yourself enough to start bringing her little play things home." A female voice showered in icy malice cut through the room. Mark stopped breathing, and he slowly turned around. There, before him stood and older woman. She had thick blonde hair and incredible green eyes. Age had not diminished this woman's beauty, but the lines were starting to form on her face. "Mark. I thought I had raise you better then this."

Mark clinched his fists "Mother. Your home."

Bra tilted her head at Gina Devero. Smiling she put out her hand "Hi, I think you got the wrong impression. I am Bra Briefs of Capsule Corps. Nice to meet you."

Gina looked at Bra's hand and then a shocked expression passed over her face. "Capsule? You mean that multi-million dollar company in Japan? Headed up by Bulma Briefs?"

"Umm No." Bra stood with her hand slowly dropping "My brother is the President there now."

Gina smiled at Bra "I am soo sorry. I thought you were one of those awful women who were out for nothing but Mark's money."

"One of.." Bra trailed off and looked to Mark who glared at his mother. That was until Gina looked at him. The he hand a blank look of impassiveness on his face. No emotion passed. Bar felt the tension and the prickly sensation that told her Mark was will negating his own negative ki. It became very obvious that Mark and his mother did not get along. At least on Mark side of the relationship, Gina seemed oblivious.

"Have you eaten? I could have the cook whip up a little something." Gina placed her hand together and tilted her head becomingly at Bra.

"We stopped at McDonalds on the way here." Mark answered. He stood straight like a solider at command. His head never moving as he bored into Gina with his eyes so dark they turned black.

Emotionless. Bra was getting nervous. This was not her Mark. The kind loving Mark, who Bra knew never showed hate or animosity for anyone. What was going on here?

"You did not take her to that dreadful place." Gina gasped. Looking from Mark to Bra. "Oh you poor thing. What did you have? I have water pills somewhere for all that salt. We also have a in house gym and swimming pool." Gina touched her tapered as it as if assuring herself it was as delicate and thin as it had ever been.

Bra swallowed hard. "I would be interested in seeing this gym of yours. My family had one of sorts. It actually a gravity room."

Gina took Bra's arm gently "Please this way." Looking over her shoulder at Mark she commented. "Mark, baby, Please get changed, your suit. It looks so rumpled and untidy that I almost got the wrong idea about Bra here. So please do straighten up." Then her attention turned to Bra "Gravity room. You really do need to tell me how that would work."



Mark took off his tie and tossed it to the bed. What was Gina doing here? That bitch woman hadn't been in his life for the last four years. Now she shows up. Mark chalked it all up to intuitive instinct. She must have radar that tells her when he crosses over the line between miserable to content. Heaven help him, she would never let him actually get to happy.

He sat on the bed taking off his shoes and threw them across the room. Today had been like a dream. Bra had shown up. She had not even been a little made over the Aiko incident.

Mark fell back on his bed. He was a full-grown man and he freely admitted he hated his mother. Maybe if he lay here long enough Gina would leave. Lord knows she always had in the past.



Bra laughed as Gina sat down with her tea. "I never thought about using gravity as a work out tool. The idea is simply fascinating." Gina looked into the cup "Lately I would tell you gravity is my enemy, but if this really works it could be my best friend."

"It works alright. My father can attest to that." Bra looked around "I wonder what happened to Mark?"

Gina sipped her tea. "Oh he probably got hung up on the phone. Business. My Thomas was forever at work."

Bra looked over at Gina "Thomas is??"

Gina looked surprise "Mark didn't tell you about his father? Well then I suppose some memories are a little hard to bare." Gina walked over to the mantle and took down a picture and looked lovingly at it. "This is my Thomas." She handed it to Bra and saw a handsome man standing there with a very young Gina. It was clear that Mark was a split right down the middle of these two beautiful people.

"You could have been a model." Bra whispered looking on in amazement.

Gina took the picture back 'I was. For a time." She sighed, "But I got pregnant with Mark and back then once you had a child you r life was pretty much over."

Bra shook her head "What do you mean?"

"I mean that once Mark entered my life I became what every great businessman's wife becomes. I was a hostess and an advisor to him. It wasn't until Thomas died that I realized how much I gave up for he and Mark. But my Thomas was worth every minute of it."

Bra bit her lip. Thomas was worth it. Gina had said, but what about Mark? It was the Bra took a very long slow look around the room. Not one picture of Mark in his teenage years was in the room. Inwardly Bra began to wonder. Just what was going on here?



All right I know it is a little short but I think it best to leave it there. Look for the next update soon