Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Prince & Princess ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Chapter One

 

 

"Morning mom." A half-asleep Bra greeted. "Morning Bra, i guess today is the day, huh." She said sitting at the table, with a cheery smile on her face. "Yeah, you could say that, it's just...................." "What is it." Bulma asked curiously. "Well i.....i might not be someone that he can handle." She said sighing deeply, happy that she finally got that out of her system.

 

Bulma smiled alittle and came up with a conclusion. "Why don't you tell him how you feel, and if he's brave enough, he might respond to you in the same way."

 

A smile lit up on Bra's features, everyone was right about her mom. Talking to her was a big help, and a good idea. Quickly she stood from the table and kissed her mom on the cheek, then made her way up the stairs, but not before screaming to her. "Thanks mom."

Bulma only giggled to herself, and sipped at her coffee that was going to get cold if she didn't drink it. (That girl, reminds me of when i was at that age). She thought as she watched Bra quickly leave the house.

 

After her coffee, she started making breakfast, for her two Saiyan boys who were to come down the stairs any minute. Just as she thought, Trunks came down the stairs first, only because the smell of his mother's pancakes were calling him. Seconds later Vegeta happen to come in from the Gravity Room, and boy did he look hungry.

 

"You boys eat up ok, i'm going out for a while." Bulma said placing the last plate of pancakes in front of Vegeta. Vegeta eyed Bulma out, wondering where she would be going at this time. Even Trunks became curious, but he knew his mother wasn't sneaky. So with alot of effort he spoke. "Mom, where are you going." He asked.

 

Bulma stopped and looked at her son. "I'm going to Chichi's." She replied, watching as Trunks rolled his eyes. Then as he was going to turn around to his food, an image of Bra appeared in his head. "Hey, where's Bra." He asked, annoying Bulma more than ever with all these questions.

 

But it wasn't annoying Vegeta as he was now listening, and he was listening real good. "She went out this morning." She simply said, now rushing towards the door and leaving quickly in her air-car. "Whoa, what was that all about." Trunks said to himself. Five minutes passed and both Vegeta and Trunks had finished there breakfast. "Father, i'm going over to Goten's to spar for a while, so if you...................."

 

Trunks stopped talking as he heard his father growl, which mean't 'shut-up and go, or i'll spar with you myself'. Quickly Trunks jumped into the air and flew off, not once looking back.

Now this was interesting, everyone was gone, and it was only Vegeta at home. But he didn't care, his training was more important. So he slowly made his way back to his Gravity Room, and instantly continued with his training. (Why do humans have to be so difficult to understand). He thought.