Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Prince's Princess ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

The Prince's Princess

Author's Note: If you don't want to read a sexual story about Vegeta and Bra then stop right now. I don't care to hear how awful you think this situation is, and please realize that they're not real!

Bra ran into her house followed by her two closest friends, Pan and Marron. She was excited for the night before her, since it was her sixteenth birthday.

"Pan-chan, this is your first sleepover, and I promise it'll be the best!" The blue haired girl grinned excitedly. Pan nodded a bit overwhelmed as she as she usually was in the vast Capsule Corportation.

As the three girls walked down the hallway to Bra's bedroom, Vegeta was exiting the Gravity Room in sweatpants and a wifebeater. Marron and Pan instantly moved as far to the opposite side of the hall as possible. Marron's cheeks flushed and Pan felt her stomache turn in knots. Bra stopped with a smile on her face.

"Hi, Papa!" He ignored her and kept walking past her slightly brushing her shoulder. Bra frowned, "Papa!" He kept walking away, confusing her. The wasn't how he usually acted around her.

"What happened to Vegeta?" Marron almost stuttered her words.

"He looks so..different," Pan added.

"Oh! Yeah, I told him to shave and stuff," She turned to her friends, who looked quite flustered. She found her self smirking, "I guess I can't blame you guys, he is hot."

The look on Marron and Pan's faces made her laugh. "Come on, we've got a full night of fun."

Pan and Marron followed behind, "Did she just say she Vegeta was hot?" The blond whispered.

Unfortunately for Bra, her two friends ended up falling asleep around midnight. The blue haired girl was about to give in and go to sleep, but decided to get a late night snack. As she walked into the kitchen in her pajama shorts and tank top she saw the light on. She peeked into the kitchen to see her older brother already raiding the fridge.

"Trunks," she said with a smile, "Leave me anything?"

Trunks turned with some leftovers, his face was flushed and sweaty, "I guess you can have some."

"Training?" She took a seat at the kitchen table.

"Yeah, me and Otosan."

"Where is he?" She looked around.

"Still going." He took a bite out of the leftover pizza.

"Trunks, Papa's been acting strange around me. Is he mad at me?"

"He hasn't said anything to me." Trunks watched his sister look dejectedly at the table. "Bra, you know him and his moods. Looks like your party ended a little early."

Vegeta entered wordlessly to get a drink form the fridge. Bra watched him from behind. He wasn't wearing a shirt and just some black pants, and her eyes wandered from the back of his muscular neck down the smooth olive skinned back to his hips, which the pants gently hugged. When he turned back she quickly turned her head. She felt an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach

"Bra, are you okay? You look sick?" Trunks looked at her with concern.

"I'm fine," She looked up with a usual bright smile and stood up. "I think I'm going to sleep."

"Kay, Night."

Bra looked to Vegeta, he stared at her, and she uncomfortably turned away.

"Night Trunks," she whispered.

Bra ran down to her room forgetting that there were two other people asleep on the floor. She went into her bathroom and sat with her head in her hands. "What the hell was that?" She realized she looked him over, and saw an amazing body. "This is so wrong." Bra pulled her long blue hair back, and took a deep breath. She tried to push the thoughts of him away, but couldn't, and how could she? He hadn't aged a bit, not a wrinkle in his smooth skin, and he still had his wild black hair. She ended up laying in bed for hours unable to sleep.