Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Playing With Fire ❯ Chapter Three ( Chapter 3 )

**Chapter Three**.
**The Mall**.



Trunks felt complete when he landed with his princess near the public park. Luckily for them their was a tree. It did piss him off when Bra released his hand as they made their way to the entrance. His arms just like his father's, were crossed over his chest, following Bra as she started hopping up and down with delight. He licked his lips when her skirt came up to tease him.

(Control yourself). He wildly thought.

Bra, who of course felt her brother's stare, turned. He had a very huge tent in his pants, one that made her legs tremble. (Not now dammit). She thought as she became wet.

"HEY BRA." A sudden voice called, making both turn their heads to the person approaching them.

((Tell him to piss off Bra)). Trunks telepathically growled to her.

"He's my boyfriend Trunks, i'm not ...-"

Trunks stepped in front of Bra, denying Goten any form of hug or kiss from his beloved. Goten merely frowned, but came back with a slap to his friend's back. His cheeriness always disturbed Trunks. Underneath that goofy smile, Goten was a deadly warrior just like himself. A warrior with similiar needs. Bra.

"Say Bra, would you like to go out with me tonight." Goten asked, unaware of Trunks' murderous stare.

Bra stared into Trunks' back, and sighed. He was so possesive and greedy. Was she allowed any privacy? All she wanted to do now was crawl underneath a rock and stay their for all eternity. If that mean't getting time to herself and her thoughts.

"Sorry Goten, Trunks has a big surprise for me tonight." She whole-heartedly explained. "Maybe another time."

Goten scratched the back of his head and chuckled. "If it's ok with you then it's ok with me."

Trunks let out a breath of fresh air, and turned. "Gotta go Goten, cya later." He grunted.

On the inside he was fuming. Having witnessed his old-time friend bow to a lame lie like that, was utterly pathetic. It now boosted the lavendar-haired Saiyans ego to know that Bra was all his.

His aura suddenly sparked. His eyes suddenly dared to go turquoise in front of the people shopping. His fists suddenly yearned to hurt somebody. "LET HER GO." He shouted, back-handing his friend who held tight to his sister with a kiss.

Goten was taken aback from this action, and bowed apologetically. "My bad Trunks, i just wanted to say good...-"

No one was paying the slightest attention to him. Both brother and sister stood, tall and strong, glaring at the other. People shopping had stopped to watch the commotion as well.

((What the HELL is your problem)). She snapped. ((It was an innocent kiss)).

((Do 'you' want 'me' to show you what a kiss is Bra)). He threatened.

She hesistated for a split second, before sighing her defeat. She ignored Goten's confused gaze, and embraced a very rugged Trunks. The gesture was returned though, and her defeat was taken very highly from the Prince.

((Forgive me)). He said to her, adding a soft peck to her cheek.

A tear ran down the cheek his lips touched, and she looked up with a smile. "Comeon, i thought we were here to eat." She said.

He chuckled. "Your right, see ya' round Goten." He mumbled not to politely.

Goten sweat-dropped, and watched the siblings walk off, hand-in-hand. (What the HELL). He confusedly thought.


*~*Pizza*~*


"Order your own." Bra muttered under her breath.

Trunks nervously shuddered as her eyes concentrated on everyone and everything around her. When it came to food Bra liked, no loved, she was very possessive and very greedy about it.

"Hmmf, i doubt i'd ever see you eat me like that." He hissed lightly.

Bra choked on her fourth pizza, and blushed. "You IDIOT, can't you see i'm eating." She shouted, getting more than enough attention from by standers.

The air around her brother was translating the most obvious thing to her from that moment. It was sexual tension that lead her to snap like that, and he sat their smirking as if he didn't mean to say it. She caught him licking his lips over and over again as she started on her fifth pizza. It was driving her completely wild, and although they were seated, she could tell he could smell her aroused scent.

A smirk started to play on her lips. "I need to go to the bathroom." She seductively whispered.

Trunks stared at her from the corner of his eye, and his teeth clenched. "Don't be too long."

Bra hurried across the food-court to a safe-distance, where she flicked her hair to the side, and stared into Trunks' eyes. ((Don't worry, i'll tell Goten you said five minutes)). And with that, she sprinted out of sight.

His ki rose, and his fists balled. Her scent was everywhere. Driving him crazy with desire. Drawing him into the game she was playing. (I'm the one who should be playing games). He subconciously thought.

((Is Trunksie having a hard-time trying to catch me)). Her taunting voice said.

((When i get my hands on you, i'm going to make you scream so bad, you'll wish our father were here to save you)). He smirked. That should bring her out, right? Wrong.

((I'll meet you at home)).

He snapped. Everything he knew, the world he knew, was nothing but oblivion standing in his way. If someone were to even bump him as he carefully sought her out, then he would kill them without a doubt. He caught her dull ki inside of a nearby handicap toilet, a place which was isolated and mean't for handicaps only. He smiled ruefully. By the end of the day, he'd make sure handicap toilets could be used for other purposes.

Bra tensed as she felt his ki strolling casually toward the door. She couldn't explain what feeling she was getting, but on top of it all, she could feel her fear controlling her moves. It was fear that led her to this little room. Put two people together inside, and it's a perfect fit. She clicked.

Author's Note: Hey yall, i'm (Clust) and from this point on im turning Chapter 3 into a lime. I couldn't continue some of this without a bit of this and that. Lol don't hate, an anonymous person asked me to add a lil sum-sumfin to this. Oh yeah, i'm not being desperate or anything, but it'll be nice to see a few reviews haha. Me and Ice just wanna know if yall like it das awl. Well, back to the story..!

(I better get out of here before..-). "Ahhh..." She shouted in shock.

She felt her body being rammed against the cold surface of the wall, arms pinned above her head, and a steel like body binding her against her will. She growled, and was given a more deathly growl from the man staring at her.

"Don't." He started, ripping her shirt off. "Ever." He straddled both their hips, and pulled her panties off from beneath her skirt. "Do." He unzipped his pants with impecable speed, and gave another growl. "That." He moved to her ear. "Again." He thrusted into her hard, making her buck up and scream.

(He feels so good). She thought with lust-filled eyes.

"Do you like that." He asked, grazing his teeth against her smooth neck.

Bra whined, and wrapped her legs tightly around his waist. "I-i...l-love it." She moaned helplessly.

Trunks clenched his teeth, and held her already bruised wrists, a tad bit harder. "H-has G-goten ever done this to y-you." He asked, going deeper inside of her, moving in slow circles with his hips that nearly pushed him over the edge.

She shook her head violently. "Uhhh....n-no." Her nails scraped at the material of his shirt.

"W-what about this." He asked, levitating them just a bit from the floor, and pumping into her using Saiyan speeds. Bra could barely breathe to reply, but managed to choke out whimpers of pleasure. Her back and rump were glued to the wall, while he viciously pounded into her innocent clit. His tongue played with her nipples, savouring both equally, savagely.

"Ooohhh...uhhhh...."

"G-god, your b-beautiful.." Trunks said, building up more speed that would surely send them sky-rocketting.

Bra arched her head back, flew into SSJ and screamed with all her might. Her body heightened his pleasure, causing him to go over the edge, and reach a much further limit then Bra. He ascended to SSJ3, something his father and Goku had not yet been able to reach. He lowered them to the toilet seat, and hugged her tightly to his body.

"Bra." He whispered.

She melted into his arms, and kissed his neck. He responded to this kiss, and both found eachother rewarded with a delightful and passionate kiss. It wasn't a kiss to start another round of pure sex, but merely a kiss to surrender everything they felt for eachother.

"I love you so much." Bra said, tears welling from her eyes.

Trunks kissed a few tears away, and smiled. "I love you too Bra, always have, and always will." He explained.

She nodded her head happily, and rested on his shoulder. He cooed her like a father would to his daughter. He cooed her like he did when she was just alittle girl. She wasn't alittle girl anymore.

(No, she's a beautiful women, and she's all mine). He thought wonderously.

*~*Capsule Corp*~*

(No sign of mum and dad, good). He thought with a sleeping Bra in his arms.

He had to use instant transmission to get back to the house without being noticed. He regretted leaving their clothes behind at the mall, but it was a price worth paying for. He preffered that over prison.

(Dumb cop). He thought, blindly flying up the stairs.

When he and Bra were sitting in that room for what seemed like decades, someone had rudely knocked on their door. He knew the sound of a cop, and he knew the leather that made a slapping noise as they walked. It aggravated him to be disturbed while he was staring lovingly at his sister, then again it made it difficult for him to decide whether he shoulder kill the guy, or simply leave. He had the power to do it.

(And power i used). He opened the door to his room, and collapsed to the bed.

Bra mumbled slight words beneath him, and smiled after she had said his name. "I wonder what your dreaming about." He whispered to her.

She simply went back to breathing heavily, a sign that soon told him he needed some rest as well. One thing he learn't today, was that his princess, his sister could tire him out anytime, any place, anywhere.

(No wonder father didn't like shopping with her). With a yawn, he wrapped a very protective arm over her, before sleep over-took him.

Announcing herself was something she usually did, but at that moment Pan felt like vomitting at the gruesome couple. She had sensed their ki a mile ago before she saw her beloved Trunks, who was carrying someone. Her eyes scanned his every move, let alone his eyes which were looking lovingly upon -.

(B-bra). She thought in a state of shock.

He entered his bedroom, and she envied the nakid girl as he held her tightly. A sense of love in that hug as his eyes drifted off to slumber. She growled low in her throat, and hid her ki as she blasted off into the sky.

(That bitch, her own brother, how could she). Pan threw ki balls below her, destroying trees and plantation. (I'll get you back Trunks, and when i do, i'll make you watch that hor die by my hands).


Author's Note: It's me again, i just finished reading someone elses fanfic and i was impressed by the way they handled a Trunks/Pan situation. So when (Ice) isn't around, i'm going to take this story to hell and back. Im smirking right now, and i just can't help it. As a hint for the next chapter, Trunks is in total control, and WON'T let go of Bra. Da rest, well dats for me to know, and for you to find out..