Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Triangle ❯ Trouble in Paradise ( Chapter 2 )

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NC-17 for sexual content and bad language

Part III: Trouble in Paradise

"Oh my God! There are so many old farts here." Pan gasped as she and Bra came in the spacious and luxurious hall. Gohan and Videl were mingling with the crowd and the two teens were waiting eagerly for their princes to come. About a half an hour went by and there was no sing of Trunks or Goten, Bra pursed her lips in disappointment, what if mama lied about Trunks coming at all… she was wicked but she wouldn't do that, would she? Bra looked around and spotted her talking to some old man. She was flirting like always, laughing obnoxiously and bringing attention to herself. Bra hated that about the woman who gave birth to her, that and the fact that she was weak and so undeserving of papa…what he saw in her anyways? Plus every time she looked in the mirror, it scared her how much like her mother she looked. If only she looked like papa, maybe Goten would like her then, maybe even fall head over heels the way she's been since she know girls and boys get together. She made her way to her mother trying her best to ignore all the lustful looks these old geezers were giving her. If only papa were here they wouldn't dare to step out of line, unfortunately for her he hated these gatherings.

"Mama," She said as she stood in front of the group her mother was `entertaining.'

"Hello Bra baby," Came the fake candid little voice her mother always used when others were around…hmph, so phony.

"Where is Trunks?" Bra asked coldly without even bothering to greet the group.

"I don't know, he should be here by now, Let me call him." The elder blue haired woman said getting her cell phone from a tiny silver purse she was holding, dialed a number and waited forever for someone to pick up, "this is weird his phone isn't on message mode, he's just not picking up," Bulma said, another minute or so later, the prince seemed to have graced her with his voice.

"Hello Trunks!" Bulma began, and then switched to her controlled angry voice for the sake of the others present. "You are supposed to be here, there are a lot of people dying to meet you," She looked at the old men and smiled nodding her head, "I want you to come right now, is so very rude that…. don't interrupt me when I'm talking… well make it quick." And she closed the phone putting it back in her purse.

"He should be here shortly, traffic jam," Bulma said to the stockholders ignoring Bra. The teen walked back to her best friend and stood rigid next to her.

"So are they coming?" asked Pan, "they better, this is so freakin' boooring." Bra just looked at her and rolled her eyes.

"Let's go to the hallway," the blue haired girl said after a while, Pan followed silently, anything was better than to be here.

"So…are we going to watch them train?" Pan asked after a while, it was mutually understood they were waiting for `them'

"Yes,"

"When?"

"Tomorrow, I guess" Bra answered looking around not really paying attention to the younger teen.

"I'm coming with, I'm going to challenge Trunks into a fight."

"Who's coming…where? A very deep familiar voice said right behind them. They turned and were confronted by the white tuxedoed clad form of Trunks Briefs. Pan gasped and Bra just rolled her eyes at the show off idiot.

"Where's Goten?" Bra asked dryly, Trunks smirked.

"Hello there little sis'," He said still smirking, patting her on the head as he would a dog. Bra hated him too, he was so fucking annoying and conceited and the fact he always hanged with Goten made her blood boil.

"Where is he?!" she repeated annoyed.

"He's not here." Trunks responded and with one fluid motion took a loose strand of lavender hair out of his face

"Hi Trunks-kun" Pan came out of her trance and sang in her sexiest voice.

"Hey Pan" Trunks responded uninterested, still staring down at Bra, whose eyes were challenging him as well, they didn't seem like siblings at all, more like enemies in a battle field, the first one to make a mistake dies.

"Trunks honey, you're finally here!" Came Bulma's voice, they both turned and rolled their eyes in unison, "Let me introduce you to Tanaka-san and Asakura-san, they are members of the board of directors and they been dying to meet you," Trunks rolled his eyes again and Bra wanted to punch her mother on the nose for being so annoying, she always did the same thing. "You two run along and go play somewhere." Bulma said pushing the two girls out of the way.

"Play!? I'm not two mama." Bra protested, but was halted by Bulma's angry eyes; she gave her mother the very same look and walked away with Pan in tow.

"Oh… my… God! Trunks look better and better every time I see him," Pan was saying, Bra wasn't even listening to her. She felt like crying, it had all been for nothing. She chose this dress just to impress Goten and he hadn't even shown up.

"Hey Pan, Bra-chan!" Bra's heart skipped a beat at the sound of that perky voice behind her, she turned to see Pan already hitting Goten on the arm and clearing a table so they could play arm wrestling.

"Oh… Hi… I mean Trunks said you didn't make it." She sounded so childish, it never failed to happen, as soon as she laid eyes on the tall handsome demi Saiyan… God! her legs grew weak and her voice would try to leave her.

"He certainly tried to leave me behind," Goten laughed, "But I'm too quick for him though, the day I miss free food, is the day this world as we know it will cease to exist."

"C'mon Goten, don't try to get off our duel." Pan was pulling him back to the table she'd cleared up. What the hell was wrong with her? They were not kids anymore, how did she expect to be treated as an adult and be taken seriously if she kept behaving like a brat. On top of that Pan knew damn well she wanted to be alone with Goten.

"C'mon let's go" Pan kept on saying.

"For what, you know I'll win."

"Oh you wish, I've grown stronger by the minute, I'm like twenty times stronger since the last time I saw you."

"I believe you, but right now I'm hungry so let me eat something Ok Pan-chan?"

"Goten." Bra interrupted, deliberately leaving the "kun" out, he turned his gaze to her and smiled, that dreamy smile of his, that melted her every time. "Is really noisy in here, why don't we go somewhere else? I can have the maids bring over food."

"That's a great idea!" Pan said slapping her uncle on the back. Bra only looked at the younger girl wanting to kill her very badly.

"I don't care about the noise, besides if I go Trunks will go ballistic on me."

"Why would he go ballistic?" Bra asked tightly.

"Oh, he brought me to have an excuse to split early, if I go he'll have to sit through the whole thing… and I will be dead by morning…"

"He's such a brat," Bra snapped staring in her brother's direction.

"Hey Goten-oniisan, does Trunks-kun have a girlfriend?" Pan asked.

"Not one… a few." Goten smirked.

"Hmph." Bra let out.

"About you Goten-onii?" Pan continued, for the first time in the whole night Pan actually said something useful.

"Why do you want to know?" Goten asked suspiciously, "So you can tell Okasan?"

"Why would I do that?"

"Because you're a brat."

"Do you?" Bra insisted not wanting the subject to deviate.

"No… how can I get a girl if I hang out with your brother, he gets them all the bastard." Goten smirked.

"Oh I recent that Goten-kun, " Bra set her eyes on the white clad form of her brother, who just came to stand behind Goten putting a hand on his shoulder. Goten's eyes closed, and she could swear she saw him shudder, but the whole thing was over too quickly for her to be sure, " I don't think the girl you `did' this afternoon would appreciate to hear you denying her."

"Shut up Trunks." Goten mouthed tightly.

"Ewww you were doing the nasty!" Pan made a face elbowing Goten on his side.

"What are we, in elementary school?" Trunks joked staring straight at Bra with that air of superiority of his she hated so much. The motherfucker knows she likes Goten; he always did this sort of tings to bother her.

"I'm telling Obaasan!"

"If you don't, I'll get you a date with Trunks." Goten grabbed Pan and put his hand over her mouth playfully. Trunks made a quizzical face and Bra smirked amusedly at the prospect of that.

"Bra-chan you look really good," Goten added changing the subject for comical emphasis, while Pan was trying futilely to loosen his grip on her and Trunks just stared stone-faced.

"Oh…thank you," she breather turning all colors.

"Is that a new dress?" Goten blurted out evading a kick from the squirming Pan.

"Doesn't she always wear new dresses?" Trunks answered for her in that sarcastic way of his, Bra gave him a stare that could kill, then turned back to Goten smiling shyly.

"Don't listen to him Bra-chan, I bet you have all the guys at your school drooling." Goten chirped letting Pan go, the younger girl coughed and reassumed her kicking.

"She does, but don't even give then the time of day." Pan let out stopping her assaults to her uncle.

"No I don't!" Bra said giving her so called friend a look…how dense could she be?

"Anyways…" Interrupted Capsule Corp's next President. "Let's split Goten, I owe you one." Goten gave her brother a strange look and a smirk, and then added.

"But I haven't eaten anything yet."

"I'll buy you food, c'mon let's go before Kasan finds more morons to introduce me to." Trunks ended tightly finding Goten's sudden little game very annoying.

"Can we go too?" Pan said looking from one demi Saiyan to the other.

"Hell no! Little girls have to go home and sleep tight." Goten patted Pan on the head.

"Trunks-kun…please…" the young teen begged.

"No" Trunks said tonelessly

"I thought you said you're going to eat somewhere," Bra added tightly, "why can't we go with?"

"We are, but little girls are not allowed where we're going." Trunks answered in the same tone, giving his sister an annoyed look.

"Ok let's not fight," Goten stepped in between the two siblings, "Bra-cha, Pan I'll take you both to the movies sometime. Pan you don't tell Kasan about my "girl" and Bra-chan you wear that dress…deal?" Bra's cheeks turned red and her heart was about to burst…did Goten like the dress that much? And to the movies! This night was turning out better that she could have ever hoped for. Even if Pan was invited too, she'd find a way to get rid of her. She looked over at Trunks and felt the need to laugh as she saw his sour face staring the other way.

"Yay!!" Pan yelled "You better come through or I'm telling Chichi Obaasan."

"Fine. I'll let you know." Goten sighted realizing his grave mistake.

"You're through playing? Let's go." Trunks snapped and began walking away.

"Trunks-kun are you coming too?" Pan asked hopeful, the lavender haired heir only waved his hand dismissively and kept on walking.

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"Why were you such an ass?" Goten asked as they made their way to Trunks' car

"Better to be an ass than to make promises I won't keep." Responded Trunks annoyed.

"Who said I won't keep my promise."

"Do you really intend to parade around town with my sister and your monkey face niece?"

"Sure, why not? If you haven't notice your sister is turning into a real fox… wouldn't you think Trunks kun?" Goten gave his best friend a wink and patted him on the back.

"Shut up!" Trunks snapped, "why are we even talking about this?"

" Fine let's talk about something else then…where are we going? You said you owe me, you better make it up to me this time Trunks…kun" Goten got serious and whispered into Trunks ear.

Goten's luscious voice made Trunks shudder and burn with desire, he turned to meet the lips that uttered those words but Goten was already two steps behind smiling like an idiot.

"Let's go to eat something first though, I'm starving…I want steak and sea food."

"Yeah, yeah when haven't I made up for anything?" Trunks said between his teeth.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Exactly what I said, you want to watch me fuck, I fuck, you eat I pay isn't that the way it always goes?"

"You don't have to be such an asshole about it, besides I'm not too sure about the fucking part." Goten smiled trying to lighten up the mood.

"What's there to be an asshole about, you're always broke right?" Trunks spat.

"I don't have to take this shit from you, I'm going home." Goten said turning around to leave.

"Wait up! You know I didn't mean anything by it." Trunks pleaded regretting what he just said, it just got to him how friendly he acted towards Bra.

"Whatever Trunks, just because you're in a bad mood for whatever reason doesn't mean I have to swallow your little comments, if it bothers you so much to pay my way say so, I wouldn't be any less of a friend, unlike you might think."

"Let's go to the beach on Sunday?" Trunks said changing the subject the way he always did when it came time to apologize.

"I'm taking Bra and Pan out on Sunday," Goten said defiantly, he was not about to let Trunks get away with it this time, his friend's stare hardened, yet Goten waited for his apology.

"Do you need any money chibi?" Trunks responded instead in a low and menacing tone.

"Fuck you!"

"No seriously, my little sister don't come cheap you know."

"Then I guess I'll save my pennies, take her to a nice hotel and make sure to keep her well entertained so we won't have to go anywhere too expensive." Goten spat back

"Fucking bastard…take it back." Trunks screeched.

"Why should I…you never do, besides Bra is sooo into me, she's practically screaming for me to take her… I think is time to make her a woman...ne Trunks-sama?" Trunks lunged himself at the younger demi and they fought. Goten let all his frustrations come forth. Why did it always had to be Trunks way, he was getting sick and tired of it; especially now since he seemed to be getting tired of the little game he started. Still Goten always had to be the one to give in, to say "I'm sorry" to boost Trunks' ego …not this time! If this is how rich boy felt about their friendship, that it was nothing but a convenient way to waste time, or that he could manipulate the poor boy into doing anything for a new toy, he was wrong! Son Goten was not that little boy anymore.

They clashed until their clothes were tatters. They were almost at an equal level, with Trunks surpassing only by a little, but a little that mattered when things were said and done. With one last fist right on the face Goten was thrown back, they stared at one another hatefully, a streak of blood matting Goten's nose and lips, he spit out red and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, got up and flew away. Trunks was left standing alone in the street staring after his friend, he wanted to follow, to beg for forgiveness, to take it all back, but his pride would not allow him to.

"Fuck you…" he muted into the night, "Fuck you for making me act like this, for making me want you so much…" He wiped his lips as well. " FUCK YOU!" he roared to the sky and then turned and flew the other way. He didn't notice the blue haired girl, dressed in black who smirked satisfied as she watched from a near by window.

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A/N Well that was to be expected… like my mother always said, play with fire and you will get burned… but oh well, now that they are on bad terms, what will they do? What will Bra do? Read the next chapter "Obstacle" and you will find out