Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Night of No Regrets ❯ Cooking, stiffness, mistletoe, snowflakes, dresses, and kisses ( Chapter 13 )

LOL yes yes yes I didn't make it through Christmas Eve, but I tried… I mean what I wrote was 12 pages long… anyway…. And Yes Trunks did spar in his PJ's and if you want they can be black with red hearts on them… I'd love to see him in them anyway. ; ) But anyway this will go through new years I promise… even if it kills me and Bra and Goten never get married… never ending this fic… or should I say epic… I'm glad some people still have interest. LOL well here goes… on the the story… I love you and hope you enjoy.

I don't own DBZ… but my b-day is coming up… hint hint hint.

"Chichi, do you need any help?" Bra asked as she saw Chichi running from counter to counter in the kitchen.

"No dear, I'm…." she bent for a pot in the bottom cabinet, "… just fine. You go back and spend time with Goten." She gave her a curt smile before returning to her work.

"No really I would like to do something." Bra reoffered.

"Well if you insist. Be a dear and check the hams in the oven."

Bra smiled from ear to ear. Chichi very seldom let anyone into her kitchen except to help with the washing. She grabbed two pot holders from the hooks beside the stove and opened the oven door. She bent down but was not met with heat. `That's not right.' She thought. Then she notice Chichi had forgotten to turn the oven on. Knowing how upset she would be, Bra tried to think of something to do to fix the problem. Dinner would be starting in 20 minutes, if Trunks and Pan had made it back to the land of the living yet, so it would have to be quick. How does one cook 9 hams in that length of time? She turned the oven on 450, but that wouldn't do time wise. Then her eyes brightened. She had an idea. She brought her ki up until there was a very small ball on the end of her finger. She touched each one and they cooked before her eyes. Just as she touched the last, Chichi asked, "What taking so long?" She walked over. Thankfully the oven had heated some. "Nothing, I was smelling them. I can't wait until dinner."

"Well, you'll let out all the heat. Close the door." Chichi ordered.

"Sorry."

"So," Chichi's tone changed slightly, "how do you plan to care for my Goten. You work in an office all day. Where will his nightly meals come from?" Chichi raised a brow.

Bra knew this conversation was coming ever since they had become engaged. "Well, we were considering a house made and cook."

"I see. I suppose that will have to do. Since you are as they say a working woman."

"Chichi," Bra said calmly, "I promise you, Goten will be properly taken care of. I love him and would give my life so that he would be happy. Yes, I do work; however, all the time that I do have away from the corporation will be in act or thought of taking care of your baby. I know you are a loving mother and are welcome in our home anytime… I guess what I'm really asking for is your blessing to marry your son." Bra tried to read the blank expression on her face. Then, it changed into this sort of mellow smile.

"Dear, you will make a perfect wife for my Goten. I know you love him. You've always had my blessing. I know I can be a bit to take at times, but I worry; it's just my way." Bra went to Chichi and hugged her. Tears threatened to fall.

"What do you say we finish dinner?" Chichi smiled. Bra nodded and they began to finish the side dishes for the meal.

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Pan felt someone watching her, but she felt as though she couldn't move. She groaned and attempted to rub her seemingly splitting head.

"Don't try to move too quickly."

`Who was that?' she thought. Pan tried to roll over, sit up, and then finally would have been happy to move fingers. She was drained. Letting out a frustrated moan, she asked, "Who's there?"

"It's me, Trunks"

She groaned again. "You ascended today and should feel very proud." He reported softly. Pan felt the bed dip down a little and knew he was sitting beside her.

"I'll be proud when I can move again. Did it affect you like this?" Her eyes remained closed and she searched his ki for emotion of some sort.

"Kinda, I had a huge headache, but I was passed out for about 2 days. You've only been asleep for 10 hours. Do you want me to help you sit up?" She felt him brush the hair away from her face that had fallen. Pan was having a moment of indecision. Accepting his help would be admitting weakness. She was Saiyan, admitting such a thing would not do. Her face contorted as she thought. Trunks knew what was going through her head. "I won't tell anyone; it will be between you and me, I swear it." She knew that, if he used that context, he could be trusted.

"Alright." She opened her eyes to look at him. He put his arms under her shoulders and sat her up against the bed. "Ahhh." Pan wailed.

"I'm sorry." He whispered. "Do you want anything?" He stroked her cheek and studied the cuts and bruises on her face that were borne of his attacks.

"Some water maybe." She tried her best to look as though she was perfectly fine.

"Anything else? Dinner will be ready soon. Can you eat?" His faced perked.

"We'll try the water first and then move on to food." Trunks stood and went for her water. He came back quickly. He held the glass to her lips for her to drink. When she was finished, he set the glass on the night stand.

"I want to walk." Pan said plainly.

"No, you are in no condition to be walking around." Trunks argued.

"Look Trunks, it's my body. I know what it can handle, and I know that it's just sore from such a workout. I just need to workout the stiffness."

"Do you want my help?" He asked knowing she wouldn't stay in bed. Pan just looked at him not wanted to ask what she needed from him. Trunks took her feet and swung them over the side of the bed and then sat down beside her. He raised her arm as gently as possible and put it around his shoulder. Pan bit her tongue to hold in the agony of the movement. He then stood bringing her with him. She couldn't contain the screams the came from the pain that shot through her body. "Pan, you need to get back in bed. You aren't ready to move yet." Trunks pleaded.

"No, I can do this." She took a step along with Trunks. They walked around the room. Each pass felt more and more easy. Honestly, Trunks didn't know how she was doing it. He looked down on her. Her face showed nothing but determination. He doubted if she would sit and rest for a minute; so, he just kept walking around the room with her. "Trunks, I wanna try alone now."

"You can't be serious." He knew she was, but he didn't want her to hurt. He almost couldn't bear to watch it. Knowing that he had something to do with her pain made it all the worse for him.

"Trunks, please." He couldn't deny her wish. He walked her over in between the beds so she would have something to hold on if she needed it. When he was sure she had her balance he helped her free from his grasp. She slowly took a meager step. Pan took all her willpower and moved and stretched. Trunks watched in wonderment as she looked like she was doing a beginner's warm up. Then she smiled at him. "I need a shower."

"Want my help?" Trunks teased. Pan gave him a look to kill and headed for the bathroom on freewill alone. Trunks watched in amazement. It had taken him weeks to be back to normal. He knew Pan wasn't at 100%, but she wasn't lying around with her feet elevated. She had earned his respect as a friend long ago, but now he respected her as an adult warrior. For some unknown reason, he was smiling. Trunks just shook his head.

"Trunks…" Pan called from the shower, "will you get some clothes out for me?"

"Sure." He called back. He went to his closet and pulled out some red and gray athletic pants and a black long sleeve T-shirt thinking she would want to be comfortable. Then he went to a drawer and got a bra, some socks, and panties. He set them on the bed and went into their lounge.

Pan got out of the shower and dried off as best she could. She didn't want to admit it, but she was in pain. Before, she was just trying to prove that she was not a child anymore that she was strong, powerful, and mature. The shower had helped her stiffness, but she really hurt. She was bruised pretty badly, and the extreme energy had burned her muscles from the inside. Pan went to her room and got her clothes on as best she could. Then she looked at her tennis shoes on the floor. She scooted them with her feet and slid them on. How was she going to bend to tie them? Knowing she could and would accomplish her task. Pan bent and tied both shoes and rose. She had to sit down, but dinner was soon.

Yes! Food, Pan was starving. She had missed 2 meals, and dinner would be starting. She moved into the hall and through the house. Trunks helped her to the door and opened it. They walked to the main house together. She was doing fine until she stumbled, but Trunks was there to catch her. She bowed her head. He didn't know if it was from uneasiness or embarrassment, but he smiled to her. They started walking again, and he put his arm around her to make sure she was steady. With each step Pan felt better and better.

When they reached the door, she turned to face him, "Thank you." He tilted his head and gave a crooked smile.

"It's the least I can do. After all, I did kick your ass today."

Pan's eyes widened and then she scowled. She raised her hand, "Well, where did this come from? Shaving?" and poked the gash on his forehead.

"Ouch!" He glared at her. "Do you want your face to get stuck like that?" she asked looking innocent. She raised and kissed him on the cheek, then looked at him with a raised eye brow. "Are those Goten's clothes?"

"Yeah it's a long story. I'll tell you after we eat." Trunks opened the door for her, and they went into the house for dinner. As they came into the living room, they found Vegeta sitting by the fire also waiting for the meal to begin. His eyes perked at seeing the two.

"Well, I didn't think I would see you until the New Year." He smirked, but he was actually proud.

"Oh Veg, you know me I don't stay down too long." Pan said as she slowly sat in a chair.

"The fire needs wood." Trunks said as he went to stand beside it.

"Kakkarot's brats are out splitting and gathering some." Vegeta grunted.

"Aww didn't they invite you." Pan teased.

"Hardly, such a task is below me." Vegeta turned up his nose. Pan giggled; she was feeling better. Thankfully, her Saiyan blood healed her faster. "Why don't you go help them; Trunks it isn't beneath you." She smirked. Vegeta looked on as if he was amused.

"I think I'll stay inside; you might need me." He winked. She just laughed at him.

"So girl, how do you feel? We will still spar in 2 days, will we not?" Vegeta laughed evilly, "I just kid with you. Even with the change you will not feel like sparring for a week."

"Yes, ascent really takes it out of you." Vegeta looked at her as if she had two heads and then smirked knowingly. `My other wish still goes unnoticed.'

Pan smiled at him as Bra came in the room. She looked around at the faces. "Where's Goten?"

"Getting wood." Trunks reported.

"Oh, okay." She smiled. "Well dinner will be ready soon. So someone," she said looking right at Trunks, "needs to go get Videl and Mom out of the other house as well as get Goten and Gohan." Her look turned to her father and smiled. "Trunks, daddy, get going."

"Come on son, we'll never win." Vegeta stood and dragged and speechless Trunks with him. Trunks was all the time thinking, `How does Bra do it? I mean how does she do it?'

Bra smiled and turned to Pan. "I didn't think you would be out of bed." She said as she sat on the couch beside her.

"I've been hearing that a lot." Pan smiled and was joined by Bra.

"We were all very proud of you. I don't think Trunks knew what he was getting into. He slept for most of the day, too. How do you feel?"

"Honestly?" Bra nodded, "I feel like I was hit by a train and then burned at the stake."

"Well, eating will make you feel better."

"Always does."

Just then Goten came in with an arm load full of wood. He saw Bra and smiled sheepishly. "Hey babe." Bra just smiled. He noticed Pan sitting on the couch. "Wow, Pan's here."

"He's always been one for stating the obvious." Bra teased.

Goten unloaded the wood letting her comment slide. When he was finished, Goten went to her, took her into his arms, and kissed her breathless. He pulled back to look at her flushed face. He didn't realize that his act would only make him want to kiss her again. He was leaning in again when Vegeta came in the door. He took one look at them, `humph'ed' and said, "Do they ever stop?"

Bra blushed in Goten arms and freed herself from his embrace. "Oh daddy, you and mom never stop either."

Vegeta seemed to choke on his own spit. Pan had to hold in her giggles, and Goten just stood wide mouthed beside Bra. Videl and Bulma came in breaking the silence. Vegeta looked at them, then back to the kids, and then sat in the armchair arms crossed.

"Oh honey, you're out of bed? How do you feel? I was so worried." She went to Pan. Videl brushed her hand over the bruises on her face and studied her."

"I'll be fine mom." Pan smiled meagerly.

"Okay everyone, the table is set." Chichi called from the kitchen. Soon, she appeared in the doorway. "Where's Gohan and Trunks?" she asked.

"They were stacking the wood we chopped. They should be in soon." Goten reported.

"Alright, we'll give then a second." Chichi said as she looked around at her family and friends. "Panny! What are you doing out of bed?!?!?! And your face! Oh, it's bruised." Chichi went to Pan and fussed over her. Pan wanted to be back in bed just to be away from her, but she realized her grandmother was only concerned. Chichi had begun to tell a story of how she used to worry about Gohan training with Piccolo and her grandfather. She told of how he always came home bloody and bruised yet seemed to be the happiest person on earth. "And you're just like your father and grandfather." Chichi reported. Pan smiled at her. Speaking of her father, Gohan walked in the room with some more wood. Trunks came in behind him.

"Alright, we can eat now." Goten cheered. Bra smacked him playfully. He grinned and scratched the back of his neck.

Chichi smiled at her youngest son `so like Goku,' "Everyone wash hands. Dinner is ready."

Videl, Gohan, Vegeta, and Bulma headed to the kitchen sink, while Goten and Bra went to the bathroom. Trunks looked at Pan struggling to get up. Without a word, he helped her up and supported her as she walked. "I could have done it myself." She snapped.

"You know sometimes you act too my like my dad. You are Goku's granddaughter and can act like him sometimes." He could tell by her face she was confused. When they reached the bathroom, Goten and Bra were having a small water fight. Seeing Pan and Trunks, Bra flicked water at them.

"You guys look cute." Bra said as she dried her hands and handed Goten the towel. Goten just shrugged and dried his hands quickly. He left to get his dinner. "Sometimes I wonder which he loves more, food or me."

"Don't worry sis," Trunks patted her on the back. "being second isn't that bad."

"Shut up." Bra elbowed him in the ribs. It hurt a little more than usual. Pan must have hit him there earlier.

After they were finished, the 3 took their seats at the table. The meal was delicious. Everyone ate until his or her heart's content. They all talked and shared. It was warm and cozy like coco by the fire. It was Christmas Eve; you could feel it in the air.

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Everyone sat around the table still chatting; the meal had been over for some time. Videl and Bulma were helping Chichi clear the table. Gohan stood with Vegeta to go into the living room. Bra was washing dishes. Goten decided to join his brother in the other room before he got suckered into work. Pan started to get up, and Trunks rushed to her side to support her.

"Trunks, I don't need your help." She argued. They were in the door way between the rooms and Trunks was about to tell her just to admit she was in pain. Everyone could see it in her eyes, but he didn't get the chance because Goten interrupted. "Aww Panny and Trunks are under the mistletoe."

"You know what that means." Gohan teased, "You have to kiss."

Vegeta mumbled something about stupid traditions while Goten commanded, "kiss already."

They just shrugged forgetting one of their many pointless arguments and pecked each other on the lips. After, Trunks still helped Pan to her seat. She huffed when he let her down on the couch. Trunks just smirked and went to sit next to Goten.

Bra came back from the kitchen and sat on Goten's lap. Soon they were joined by the rest of the ladies.

"Okay, it's always been a tradition at our house to open one gift on Christmas Eve; so we've written everyone's name down, and whom ever you draw is the person you get to open a gift from. After we're done with gifts, everyone's going to bed because Christmas morning will come faster." Gohan announced with a smile.

"And some of us could use the beauty sleep." Trunks said toward Pan. She just stuck her tongue out in reply.

"Well, if Videl will go around and let people start, we'll get this party started." Gohan said as he sat down. Videl brought out a stocking with everyone's name and shook it up. She took it to Bulma, then Vegeta, and then just let everyone pass it around.

"I got Videl," said Bulma.

"Chichi." Vegeta grunted.

"I got Gohan." Bra announced.

"I got Pan." Goten smiled.

"I got Bra." Trunks said.

"Aww Veggie, get me something nice?" Pan asked.

Gohan had drawn Bulma's name, Chichi Goten's, Videl drew Trunks. Each was handed his or her gift and waited for their turn to open. Chichi went first and marveled in awe at the leather journal Goten gave her. She smiled and thanked him. Next, Bulma opened her gift from Videl and practically screamed at the new bracelet. Vegeta followed. Chichi had made him a blanket with his royal crest on it. For once, he was speechless and bowed his head in thanks. Gohan went next. Bulma gave him the latest book by his favorite author. Videl opened her gift from Trunks and smile at the cherry wood jewelry box. Goten ripped into his gift from Pan. It was the sketch she had been working on when he first told her about his and Bra's relationship. He smiled and thanked her. Bra looked at her box from Gohan and ripped into it. It was a lovely emerald green sweater. She loved it and told everyone so. Pan went next. Vegeta had given her a new gi and training boot. It was black with red belt and boots. She looked at him and tilted her head down. Finally, Trunks opened his gift from Bra. It was a cobalt blue shirt with a smoky gray tie, perfect for work.

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After clearing away the wrapping and bows and saying thank you's, it was time for bed. Trunk had already helped Pan back to the other house, and Goten and Bra were making their way. As they stepped on the porch, snow began to fall.

"Oh… Look at the snow!" Bra exclaimed. "It's so beautiful."

"Eh, it's not so bad." Goten said. They stood in silence as powdery flakes fell and began to lie on the ground.

"I wanna play in it." Bra said mischievously.

"We can tomorrow." Goten promised and wrapped his arm around her waist. She turned to him and stuck her tongue out as she ran off the porch and began to twirl around in the falling snow.

She reminded Goten of some sort of snow princess with the flakes falling onto her blue hair and her blue eyes glistening form the porch light of the 3 houses. He wore a goofy smile as he walked down the steps. He walked beside her, swept her off her feet, and took flight. Bra giggled and clung to his neck. Goten didn't fly that fast and only head upwards. Soon, they were above the clouds. Bra looked down at the pillow-like masses and then back up as she was instantly locked with his ebony eyes. They were softly glowing with moonlight. Bra opened her mouth to say something, but words never came. She freed herself of his arms and levitated on her own power. Goten pulled her close now that she was vertical. All he could do was look dreamily into her eyes. He leaned in and when he was right above her lips he whispered, "I love you." And then kissed her ready lips. Bra's hands tangled into his raven hair. No matter how many times he kissed her, the feeling that came over her never changed. Lightening had nothing over the power of his lips to her. Goten pulled back slightly to look at her with hazy eyes. "always." He promised.

Bra didn't want to ruin the moment with useless words, so, only replied, I love you, too." Goten grinned sheepishly. "What?" she asked playfully.

"I dunno, this just kinda reminded me of the night we first made love."

"Ah yes my night of no regrets." Bra agreed.

"Your what?" He asked confused.

"Don't worry about it. All that matter is that I finally got the guy I love for so long." Bra smiled and hugged him. Goten held her securely and lowered them back to the ground. Snow was still falling under the clouds as Goten moved back and titled Bra chin for another kiss. Their feet touched the snow cover ground as they kissed. Snow fell in their hair, on their faces and bodies, and around them; but they embraced as their passion kept them warm.

Bulma peered out the window to her house. A warm smile came to her face. She was happy for them and their love. She knew that nothing could stand in their way when love was on her side, not even an irate Vegeta or death.

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Christmas morning came fast indeed. Bra's eyes opened in a flash. "It's Christmas!" She said excitedly, waking Goten.

"Huh?"

"Get up! It's Christmas!" She got out of bed and put on her rode and boots with her pajamas.

"Hurry! We have to get to the main house!"

With that she was out their door knocking while walking into Trunks and Pan's room. "Guys! It's Christmas! Wake up!" Trunks rose of the pillow to look at her and then just let his head fall again. She looked over at Pan's bed to find it empty. She scanned the room and found her at her easel painting still in her pajamas.

"There's no need to yell Bra. I heard you when you told Goten."

"Well then why aren't you over at the other house then?" she asked impatiently.

"Because I'm working."

Bra sighed heavily, "It's Christmas! You don't work on Christmas."

"Trunks did, he didn't come to bed until 1 or 2."

"Trunks! Get out of that bed, or I will have Pan drag you out again."

"No, you won't. I feel 10 times better, but I still don't feel like lugging his heavy ass around." Pan said in monotone.

Trunks looked over at her corner, "Are you saying I have a fat ass?"

"No, your ass is fine. That was just the context I chose to use." Pan said still facing her painting.

"Okay." Trunks attempted to go back to sleep.

"Fine! You guys can just miss Christmas!" Bra stormed out of the room.

"You really should get up." Pan called to him.

"I was planning on just walking over in my pajama's and robe. So, I can just get up and walk." He said from his pillow.

"Okay." Pan sat her brush down and jumped on him again. "Merry Christmas!"

"You must really be feeling better." He smiled up to her.

"I am." She then levitated above him with a Cheshire smile. Trunks uncovered himself and got his robe.

"Okay, let's go before Bra throws a fit." Pan smiled and put her robe on. They walked down the hall to find Goten and Bra in the living room of the house.

"What's wrong?" Pan asked.

"Daddy told me to go away. It was too early to be Christmas." Bra pouted. Pan held back the laughter as best she could, but Bra's face was classic. She burst into laughter and Trunks joined her.

"Don't worry Bra. Hahahaha I'll make us a small breakfast to tide us over until grandma's breakfast, okay?" Pan asked.

"Okay!" Goten and Trunks said. Pan smiled and went into the kitchen. Soon wonderful smells filled the small house. Pan cooked bacon, gravy, and biscuits. "Bra, Goten set the table. Trunks get everyone something to drink." They all did as they were told because they knew they would be rewarded with a tasty snack. The young Saiyans ate and talked for about an hour and a half then decided it was time to drag parents out of bed.

After everyone was gathered in the main house, presents were handed out. Bra was piling hers into no certain order to open when Chichi called her into the kitchen. She stood looked at Goten then went as asked. Chichi was waiting with a smile on her face. "Bra, I have something special for you." She pointed to a large box wrapped in white paper with a green bow. Bra looked at it for a second. "Go ahead, open it." Bra removed the wrapping and opened the box. She gasped. The box held a beautiful classic wedding dress, Chichi's wedding dress.

"Bulma told me you hadn't found a dress yet. I would be honored if you wanted to wear mine, but if you don't I understand as well. If you want to wear it, I'm sure it would have to altered. I wanted to save it for Pan, but I realized her wedding will probably be nothing conventional and a dress like this will just be…"

"Oh Chichi!" Bra exclaimed and hugged her. Chichi didn't mind being interrupted this one time. She hugged her future daughter and smiled. "I love the dress. Thank you."

"Are you sure? Don't say that just for fear of hurting my feelings. I just thought if it might be of some use." Chichi looked into Bra's eyes to show she was serious.

"No, Chichi, I really love the dress and am very flattered that you would have me wear it."

"And wear it well." Chichi smiled. Bra hugged her again, and then they rejoined the others. Bra took her seat beside Goten again. He asked her with his eyes what had happened, and with a brilliant smile that had been gone since her worry for a dress began she replied "Tell ya later." Goten just shrugged and opened another gift.

Christmas seemed like weeks ago. With all the hustle and bustle and worry of the season over, the families relaxed and casually sparred. Pan and Vegeta trained to harness her new power. Goten, Trunk, and Gohan fished some, and the ladies talked about the up coming wedding and how lovely Chichi's dress looked on Bra. It was now New Year's Eve and everyone was gathered in the main house's living room.

"So, ready to head back to the office?" Pan asked Trunks and Bra. They both made painful faces

"Pan, why did you have to remind me?" Trunks whined.

"Aw Trunksie, such lazy CEO." Pan teased.

"I'm not lazy; I'm unamused." Trunks corrected.

"It is boring Pan," Bra defended.

"Well, you should have chosen a career that you would love." Pan said authoritatively.

"I might not love the job, but the benefits and paycheck are okay." Trunks said smugly. Pan punched him. "What? It's true." Pan just rolled her eyes.

"So, Bra, as your maid of honor, what am I supposed to do?"

"Well, You, as maid of honor, and Trunks, as best man, have 3 jobs. You both will make 2 speeches one at the rehearsal dinner and one at the reception, and your last job will be to make sure things are taken care of after we leave the reception for the honeymoon."

"What things are taken care of?" Trunks asked.

"Well, like making sure people are having a good time, keeping up with the guest book, and making sure it closes well. Wait Trunks you have a very special job you are not to let daddy drink before or after the wedding."

"How do you propose I do that? Dad never listens to me; get Pan to do it she's dad's best friend." Trunks said.

"Whatever, just someone don't let him drink."

"Why can't he drink after?" Goten asked.

"I guess he could drink after." Bra reasoned.

"So what do you still have to do for the wedding?"

"Nothing, the dress was the last thing." Bra smiled.

"Wow, so in 2 weeks you guys will be married?" Pan said in a sort of realization at the short amount of time. Her face wanted to smile, but she was saddened by the thought of losing her best friend to marriage. She still wished the best for them with all her heart, but… she felt empty. She didn't even hear both Goten and Bra reply happily. She was off in her own little world. She was so distracted that she didn't hear her friends and loved ones begin the count down. All that brought her out was the screaming of "HAPPY NEW YEAR." She saw Goten kiss Bra and realized it was only right they were to marry. After all, she had loved him for so long, and clearly, he loved her. She shrugged. She looked at her family and sent up a small prayer that everyone would have a safe and wonderful year. She turned to Trunks and smiled, "Happy New Year Boxer Boy." She gave him a short kiss as custom.

Trunks tilted his head and smiled. "Happy New Year to you, too, Panny."

The next morning, everyone packed up to leave. They knew things would be rushed for the next two weeks. Dresses and Tuxes had to be picked up. Flowers and candles had to be delivered and arranged by the decorator in the ceremony room and reception room. Housed needed to be looked at, but that could wait for awhile. Speeches had to be written, but most importantly, the bride and groom had decided to write their own vows. Hectic was a word that barely fit the situation more like frantic.

Suitcases, box, and trunks were carried from the housed and stacked to be loaded. The men loaded them into the planes as the women checked to make sure nothing was forgotten. Trunks and Goten loaded the last of the luggage and waited for the Bra and Pan. They soon came from the house and reported nothing seemed to be left. Trunks capsulated the house and stored it. The young Saiyans boarded a plane that would take them back to their real lives. Goten and Bra looked out the passengers' window. They would be going back to the last few weeks of single life then entering into a life of marriage, `til death do you part. Either would smile at the thought and know that their love was true and pure. Only two weeks kept them from the rest of their lives.

Oh my goodness… I did it I actually made it through the holiday season! (Dances around, sings a happy song, and scared the cat with crazy behavior) …. Anyway, I have no idea when I will update, I must go to the hospital for some check ups and tests then I'm going back to school. So who knows I sure don't. I would like to thank those of you who read this! I love you with all my heart. You don't know how much it means to me, I would love to know what you think so please review. Later! I wish you all a HAPPY NEW YEAR. Eat lotsa cookies!

Ohhhhhhhh and I would like to say one thing. Witchyprincess's First Kisses an awesome story that I highly recommend to any T/P fan.

Well I think that's all have to say… okay that's never all I have to say… but if I say anymore you will probably commit me… so I think I'll just go now while I'm still on good graces.

Love you guys!

DBPrincess116