Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The pleasures of spying ❯ chapter one ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: SeveredWings83 
I loved writing 'I spy' so much I wanted to add some to it. This one is more based on Bra and Goten, but has others. Mostly..what happends when the two loving couples has to tell The Prince of all Sayians. It has an angst-ty twist but rounds nicly towards the end. Enjoy.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.30.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 950 | Visits: 1.0K | Status: Completed
I loved writing 'I spy' so much I wanted to add some to it. This one is more based on Bra and Goten, but has others. Mostly..what happends when the two loving couples has to tell The Prince of all Sayians. It has an angst-ty twist but rounds nicly towards the end. Enjoy.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.30.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 950 | Visits: 1.0K | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Authors note: This is a second half of I spy, I liked writing it so much I just had to
add some to the story. So here you go for your viewing pleasure.
The pleasures of spying
"Wow," Bra whispers into the tangled ebony hair of her new found mate.
"Bra, wow is the understatement of this century. There are no words for what you do to me," Goten rasps huskily. Still under the spell she has woven upon him. "I don't think you know how long I have loved you." Struggling to sit on his elbows, he stares into her misty eyes. An ocean worth any sea captain's travels, his Bra is truly magnificent. "Forever it has seemed."
"Goten," she weeps, so unlike her. She is the tough as nails Sayian Princess. "I too have loved you, but what are we going to do? What was supposed to be a prank has blown into problem of magnanimous proportions." The look of unbridled pain flows across his flushed face.
"Get off me now," he hisses. "If you wanted an easy lay, you should have tried your brother. Just close your eyes Bra and you would never know, would you. You see nothing beyond that perfect nose of yours, unless it has some thing to gain for you. Well dear Princess, it looks as though you have done it this time," pointing roughly to the Mating Mark, a mark of ownership, he spits out laced in venom, "for this is irreversible."
He heatedly pulls Bra from his lap, dumping her on her ass, standing he looks down at the person he is tied to for life. Damn himself for giving two shits about a bitch, a bitch that has Vegeta for a father. Hurting now, he hits below the belt, "Well, at least I know the sayings true. The apple doesn't fall to far from the tree does it. You, Bra Vegeta Briefs, are your fathers daughter." Sparing a glance at the two naked forms, limbs tangled in a lovers embrace, he blasts off into the cold night air. Wishing for the pain in his heart to leave him in peace for just a moment.
"GOTEN," Bra wails, cursing her demon's tongue. Why is it she can always find the worst possible thing to say at the worst possible moment. A gift, is what Pan calls it, a curse is more like it. What she said, is the exact opposite of what she meant. Damn her stupidity, and damn Goten for not knowing her better. Okay, blaming him is not the way to fix this, but curse the seven hells, he knows me enough. Enough to understand the shit that falls out of my mouth.
"Bra?" Pans worried voice clears the haze around my mind. I look to her and feel bile rise in my throat. Her and my brother are wound around each other, like two snakes in a tree. Where is all this hatefulness coming from, this is not like me. Shaking off the nasty thoughts running through my head, I answer, "What?" What could she possibly want with me now, she has my brother, and I have nothing.
"Hun what's wrong? Why did Goten leave?" She asks, no fishes, for answers.
Getting up from the dirt where my Mate tossed me, I can feel the tears rise in my eyes. I WILL NOT CRY. Not for him, not for anyone. Pulling that coldness that I have inside me, I drop the mask of indifference. "How should I know? He was the one who threw me down to the dirt and flew off. Why don't you go ask him." The burning coldness winds tight in my belly. Is this what it feels like to hate? Do I hate him? Or is this some type of bond thing? Is it that he hates me? Am I feeling his emotions right now?
"What's wrong with you Bra?" my loving brother asks, as he nibbles the neck of my best friends neck. The feeling swells and pulses like a living thing in my stomach. I need to get out of here, I need to think, I need to find Goten. My mate, my partner.
"Nothings wrong," I say, walking toward my discarded torn clothes. That damn man didn't leave a shred of them intact. "Damn," I whisper under my breath. Looking over at his clothes, I think I can salvage a pair of pants. As for a shirt, well I guess I could tie my halter top back on me. Sighing, it will just have to do.
Stumbling into the Goten's pants, and numbly tie the shirt on me, I begin to walk away. With no destination in mind, I just want to get away from everyone. I need no ones pity, no ones sad, condescending looks. I have enough of that inside me right now.
Cursing loudly at the tree shrub that cut my foot open, the tears threaten to release once more. "Oh, Goten, please come back to me. I need to talk to you. I need you," I whisper to myself. Perhaps my voice will carry in the winds and find the my lost mate. My luck, it will just fade into nothingness.
Authors note: This is a second half of I spy, I liked writing it so much I just had to
add some to the story. So here you go for your viewing pleasure.
The pleasures of spying
"Wow," Bra whispers into the tangled ebony hair of her new found mate.
"Bra, wow is the understatement of this century. There are no words for what you do to me," Goten rasps huskily. Still under the spell she has woven upon him. "I don't think you know how long I have loved you." Struggling to sit on his elbows, he stares into her misty eyes. An ocean worth any sea captain's travels, his Bra is truly magnificent. "Forever it has seemed."
"Goten," she weeps, so unlike her. She is the tough as nails Sayian Princess. "I too have loved you, but what are we going to do? What was supposed to be a prank has blown into problem of magnanimous proportions." The look of unbridled pain flows across his flushed face.
"Get off me now," he hisses. "If you wanted an easy lay, you should have tried your brother. Just close your eyes Bra and you would never know, would you. You see nothing beyond that perfect nose of yours, unless it has some thing to gain for you. Well dear Princess, it looks as though you have done it this time," pointing roughly to the Mating Mark, a mark of ownership, he spits out laced in venom, "for this is irreversible."
He heatedly pulls Bra from his lap, dumping her on her ass, standing he looks down at the person he is tied to for life. Damn himself for giving two shits about a bitch, a bitch that has Vegeta for a father. Hurting now, he hits below the belt, "Well, at least I know the sayings true. The apple doesn't fall to far from the tree does it. You, Bra Vegeta Briefs, are your fathers daughter." Sparing a glance at the two naked forms, limbs tangled in a lovers embrace, he blasts off into the cold night air. Wishing for the pain in his heart to leave him in peace for just a moment.
"GOTEN," Bra wails, cursing her demon's tongue. Why is it she can always find the worst possible thing to say at the worst possible moment. A gift, is what Pan calls it, a curse is more like it. What she said, is the exact opposite of what she meant. Damn her stupidity, and damn Goten for not knowing her better. Okay, blaming him is not the way to fix this, but curse the seven hells, he knows me enough. Enough to understand the shit that falls out of my mouth.
"Bra?" Pans worried voice clears the haze around my mind. I look to her and feel bile rise in my throat. Her and my brother are wound around each other, like two snakes in a tree. Where is all this hatefulness coming from, this is not like me. Shaking off the nasty thoughts running through my head, I answer, "What?" What could she possibly want with me now, she has my brother, and I have nothing.
"Hun what's wrong? Why did Goten leave?" She asks, no fishes, for answers.
Getting up from the dirt where my Mate tossed me, I can feel the tears rise in my eyes. I WILL NOT CRY. Not for him, not for anyone. Pulling that coldness that I have inside me, I drop the mask of indifference. "How should I know? He was the one who threw me down to the dirt and flew off. Why don't you go ask him." The burning coldness winds tight in my belly. Is this what it feels like to hate? Do I hate him? Or is this some type of bond thing? Is it that he hates me? Am I feeling his emotions right now?
"What's wrong with you Bra?" my loving brother asks, as he nibbles the neck of my best friends neck. The feeling swells and pulses like a living thing in my stomach. I need to get out of here, I need to think, I need to find Goten. My mate, my partner.
"Nothings wrong," I say, walking toward my discarded torn clothes. That damn man didn't leave a shred of them intact. "Damn," I whisper under my breath. Looking over at his clothes, I think I can salvage a pair of pants. As for a shirt, well I guess I could tie my halter top back on me. Sighing, it will just have to do.
Stumbling into the Goten's pants, and numbly tie the shirt on me, I begin to walk away. With no destination in mind, I just want to get away from everyone. I need no ones pity, no ones sad, condescending looks. I have enough of that inside me right now.
Cursing loudly at the tree shrub that cut my foot open, the tears threaten to release once more. "Oh, Goten, please come back to me. I need to talk to you. I need you," I whisper to myself. Perhaps my voice will carry in the winds and find the my lost mate. My luck, it will just fade into nothingness.