Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Young Love and Hot Nights ❯ Bets and Babies ( Chapter 10 )

Chapter Ten: Bets and Babies

When the girls finally made it downstairs Goten and Trunks were still sitting on the couch arguing about some guy thing that neither girl cared about. The guys stopped their conversation when the girls came down the stairs. When they saw them, both guys broke into huge smiles. "Man, she's cute, I'm so glad that Trunks doesn't care that I like her," Goten thought when he saw Bra. Similar thoughts were echoing in Trunks' mind when he saw Pan. "Maybe this can work out the way I want it to." With Bra and Pan plotting to get the guys and with Trunks and Goten coming to an agreement on their involvement with the other's family, and neither group being aware that the their plans were almost identical to the others, they were completely unaware of what was going to happen next, but none of them could wait to find out.

An hour later they sat side by side on the huge couch. "Kill him! Don't be such a wuss, kill him." Goten cheered Pan on as her character got beat again. They had lost the last three matches in a row. "Haha, you just can't beat me, face it," Trunks taunted her. "No way, I could beat you if you would stop cheating!" Pan declared glaring at him. "I'm not cheating, you just don't know how to beat me," the smirk on Trunks' face would have made Vegeta proud. "At least Goten has managed to beat Bra a couple of times; it would be embarrassing if your team still didn't have any points." He kept taunting her, enjoying the spark of anger that brought something alive in her. "Goten, are you going to let him imply that a girl can beat, that the Son family can't win!" Pan turned to Goten to try and get him involved. "Hey, I'm not too worried about beating them, at least not at this game. You do know that this is the game personally designed by Trunks when he was in college, and that no one has ever beat his high score? and that Bulma made Bra an easier version of this same game so she could play while we were?" Goten asked his niece laughing as he said it. Pan glared at him, "You're a big help! Of course I know all that, I used to play Bra's version with her all the time because you two wouldn't let us play with you. And I still say he's cheating, it's not fair to play a game you invented." Pan protested shooting Trunks a look that screamed, "You will pay."

"What's the matter Pan, you beat him earlier playing pool didn't you?" Bra teased her friend. She knew Trunks was purposefully playing hard and that Goten was letting her win but she thought it was funny that Pan was taking it so seriously. Of course she had always been that way. When it came to competition the only person that Bra knew of that was worse than Pan was Vegeta and Goku. Pan turned to towards Bra, "Damn it! He let me win that too!" she exclaimed. Trunks smirked again, but said nothing. Before anyone could say anything else Bulma called from the top of the stairs, "Trunks honey, phone call in your study, it's from the office." "Thanks Mom, I'll be right there" Trunks called back up the stairs, "excuse me everyone, I have to take this, if they called me at home on a weekend, it must be important." Trunks set his controller down on the coffee table and stood to leave. "I'll be back as soon as possible" This was said to everyone but he was looking at Pan. They continued their game after he left the room, even though they were now a player short.

"Hey Pan, can you come here for a minute, I need your help with something," Bulma again called from the top of the stairs. "Coming, I wonder what she needs my help with." Pan asked the other two as she too headed upstairs. "Hey Pan, I was wondering if you could tell me what I was doing wrong with this, you help your mom and ChiChi cook right?" Bulma motioned toward the counter where dozens of containers were strewn. "Oh boy, well I can try to help you. What are we making?" Pan eyed the mess cautiously; she wasn't sure where to start. Bulma began to explain what she was trying to make to Pan. She was an inventive genius, but a disaster when it came to the kitchen.

"Would you like to place a wager on the outcome of the next game?" Bra asked Goten. The smile on her face was just calculating enough to make him agree just to see what she was up to. "Possibly, what are the stakes?" the look in his eyes was a challenge to Bra to make it worth his time. "I don't care, what do you thing the wager should be?" she asked him teasingly. Goten pretended to think for a second before answering, "I think that… the loser should have to give the winner something." Goten didn't quite finish the answer. "Give them something, like what?" Bra was being deliberately coy; she wanted to see what he would suggest. "Well, how about we make it a good wager, one where both of us win. How about the loser has to give the winner a kiss?" Goten all but whispered the last part, the famous Son grin planted on his face.

Bra raised her eyebrows in mock surprise; she had been hoping it would be something like that. Adding just the smallest bit of disbelief to her voice she looked him straight in the eye and said, "Oh, and what makes you think that will be something that both of us will enjoy?" Bra smirked herself, one she learned from her father. "We'll both enjoy it, trust me." he answered. "If you are so sure then I suppose that I'm okay with that wager." Bra managed to make her voice sound bored with the whole thing even though it was her idea. She was really very anxious about it all, she had never kissed Goten before, except playing around and that made her nervous. She turned back towards the TV and picked up her abandoned controller, silently issuing the challenge.

In the kitchen Pan and Bulma had finally sorted out their problem and got the food in the oven. They were attempting to clean up the mess that Bulma has somehow managed to create when Trunks walked in. "Hey son, is there a problem at work?" Bulma asked glancing over her shoulder. Trunks sighed as he handed her the rag sitting next to him on the counter. "Well, my assistant April was supposed to have her baby in about a month and a half. She was going to take the last month of her pregnancy off, but finish this month working," he paused in his explanation to fill a glass with juice, "but she went into early labor this morning, and obviously she can't work now. She will be okay though, which is good, she and her husband were slightly worried about the baby for a while."

"But if you knew that she was going to be leaving, why is that a problem, shouldn't you already have a replacement ready?" Pan asked as she clicked the dishwasher closed. "That's the problem, I do have someone to take over while she's on maternity leave, but they can't start until the time when April was supposed to quit. I can't go without an assistant for two weeks, not when we are in the middle of some serious negotiations with another company. It took us forever to find someone that was willing to fill this position for a limited amount of time, since its hard work, and someone that I trust enough to handle the sensitive information that they have too." Trunks sat down at the table and watched Bulma put the last of the ingredients that they had used back into the cupboard. "I'm sure you'll work something out honey, you always do." Bulma assured Trunks. "I hope so, I don't have the time right now to break in a new assistant for only two weeks, I need some I know and trust do you know how hard it is to find someone like that at the last minute?" Trunks sighed again, business waited for no one and as CEO of Capsule Corp; no one knew that better than him. Pan sat beside Trunks at the kitchen table and listen to them talk about business.

So, how's that for a chapter ten. Kinda left you hanging huh? I'm sorry. The next chapter is coming I promise. Thanks to everyone who has taken the time to read this and thanks twice to everyone who has read and reviewed this, reviews give me inspiration! Hope you enjoyed this chapter, promise I won't keep you waiting too long for the next one.