Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Young Love and Hot Nights ❯ Chapter 8 ( Chapter 8 )

Chapter Eight

Upstairs Goten slowly pushed the door to Bra's room the rest of the way open. She was lying on the floor next to her bed. "She's so beautiful," Goten thought while he watched her sleep. Her long blue hair fanned out around her and her mouth was parted slightly. He walked over to her and bent to pick her up. With her safely cradled in his arms, he turned toward her bed and gently laid her down. When he sat her down one side of her sweater fell, revealing a perfectly rounded breast encased in purple silk. He hadn't known her shirt had just been lying closed. His breath caught as he stood looking at her. He didn't understand what was making it so hard for him to breathe. The bikini she had been wearing yesterday exposed considerably more than this did. "But she looks so innocent and sweet" Goten thought. Bra shifted and Goten froze. He was afraid she would wake up; and see him standing over her. He breathed a silent sight of relief when she remained asleep, then he quickly put her sweater back in place. He couldn't stop his hand from brushing against her ever so softly. He watched her sleep for a few more minutes before he reluctantly walked out the door. He shut the door quietly and then headed back downstairs. His thoughts lingered on the picture of Bra sleeping. It was just one of many that he had stored away in his memory. He knew many women, but he still thought Bra was the most beautiful.

When he stepped off the stairs he noticed that Pan had taken his place in the pool game and was apparently winning, or more accurately Trunks was letting her win. Goten smiled and wandered over to sit in Pan's abandoned chair. He was curious as to why Trunks was letting her win since he knew that Pan couldn't be winning on her own, especially with the set up he had left. He knew Pan was good, but he also knew that she wasn't good enough to beat Trunks. Goten had only seen three people beat him fairly; his father because he always had to win, Gohan because he was able to figure out all of the mathematical aspects just as Trunks did, and Goku who seemed to posses unmeasured good luck. Goten noticed that Trunks couldn't take his eyes off Pan when she leaned over the table to line up her shot. So that was why he was letting her win, he liked her. After watching them for a few more minutes, Goten was certain that the girl Trunks had asked him about earlier was indeed Pan.

Just then Bra came downstairs sleepily, "Hi guys!" she greeted them lazily. She was still feeling kind of tipsy; she wasn't much of a drinker usually. She used the lingering effects of the alcohol to give herself enough courage to settle herself on Goten's lap. She giggled at his shocked expression. She leaned closer to him and whispered, "thank you for covering me up earlier." He blushed and stammered," so you were awake huh?" Bra shook her head in confirmation and then giggled when she noticed his blush got deeper. "Hey, let's order some food. I bet you're just as hungry as Pan huh Bra?" Trunks asked before he sunk the eight ball out of order on purpose. "Ohh, looks like you beat me Pan; my luck must be bad today." Trunks grinned at her. Pan slid up next to him since he was standing beside the cue rack. She let her body rub against his although she made it seem like an accident. "Yeah right, I saw you throw the game, I'm not stupid." Pan said quietly. "I'm just curious as to why?" "How do you know I did it on purpose?" Trunks asked. He refused to mover over so she could get to the rack. He liked how her body felt pressed up against his. Before his thoughts could wander too far off track Bra called him, "hey Trunks, what are we going to order. I am starving." She had been trying to get his attention since he asked if she was hungry but his attention was centered on Pan. Goten laughed quietly. He could tell Bra was starting to get annoyed at being ignored. He didn't mind though; he was perfectly content to stay exactly where he was. Bra was still seated on hi lap and he could smell her perfume, which he associated only with her. He stopped laughing when she shifted on his lap so she could turn to look at him. "What do you want Goten," she asked him with a mischievous sparking in her eye.

The sudden urge to answer her with a simple, "you" ran through his brain. Bra noticed his eyes darken slightly before he shifted his weight in the char, causing her to fall back against his arm before he gave her the famous Son grin and answered, "You…decided, you know I'll eat just about anything." He lingered over the first word. Desire flashed in Bra's eyes briefly before she could control it. Bra leaned closer to him and whispered in his ear, "Hmm, I'll have to keep that little piece of information in mind; you never know when something like that might come in handy." Goten smirked, hoping to hide the effect the light sweep of her breath on his neck was having on his system. Without giving him a chance to say anything in return, Bra jumped off his lap and walked over to the phone where they kept the West City restaurant directory. Goten was left with a sense of disappointment and a rather painful erection. He sighed quietly; this was nothing new when it came to Bra. "How does Chinese sound?" Trunks suggested. Bra and Pan looked up from the flyer they were reading. "Yeah, that sounds great!" "How about it Goten, does that sound good to you?" Trunks asked his friend, he knew that Goten didn't really care what kind of food they ordered, as long as there was lots of it. Trunks and Goten grinned at each other. The girls were in high spirits and they could tell this would be an interesting night.

A short while later they were all crowded around the coffee table. They had every inch of covered with food and part of the floor as well. Trunks had to bribe the delivery boy with a huge tip to get him to help bring in the food, it looked like they were having a party, but it was just the four of them. They talked about everyone's plans for the summer while they ate. Since they had been out of school for years the fact that it was summer really didn't mean much to Trunks and Goten, they still had to work. Pan mentioned she'd like to find a summer job that didn't consist of flipping burgers since she was in between semesters of college. Bra said she was going to take the summer off, maybe take a couple of classes before she started school full time in the fall. After they had finished eating the girls decided that they would go upstairs and change, Pan had had enough of that sundress. After promising they'd return quickly the girls bounded up the stairs.

After throwing the last of the fast food containers in the trash, Goten plopped down on the couch. Trunks tossed Goten a soda from the fridge and moved to join him on the couch. They sat there for a moment in the kind of silence only best friends are comfortable in before Goten broke the silence. "You know I'm going to ask your sister out right?" He glanced over at Trunks to gauge his reaction; he wanted to be with Bra, but not to the extent of damaging his friendship with Trunks. His expression didn't change, but he nodded. "Yeah, and that's cool with me, but you are forewarned, if you break her heart, you have to deal with me," Trunks issued his warning by giving Goten a glare that would have made Vegeta proud. Goten just grinned back at him, "Sure, I wouldn't expect anything less. Oh, and just so you know I'm cool with you and Pan." He laughed at expression that ran across Trunks' face for just a moment. He was relieved he wouldn't be going against Trunks. "What makes you think that there is anything between Pan and me? Trunks asked, he wondered if he was that transparent to everyone, or just Goten. Goten laughed again, "You've got to be kidding me! I have eyes, I saw the way you two were watching each other, major sparks buddy. Trust me." Goten answered Trunks. "So you think it might not be all one sided?" Trunks asked slightly worried. He ran the most powerful company in the world and was nervous that the girl he'd known since she was born might think of him as just an adopted big brother. "Trust me man, she wants you the same way you want her. If the sparks flying between the two of you were any more obvious, me and Bra would defiantly be scorched." Trunks breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks man." With the important stuff said, they launched into a discussion about the newest car available from Capsule Corp.