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Chapter 67. BONDS, WISHES AND DREAMS.

Dreams and reality.

The soft sound of the wind moving softly the leaves of the trees was a lullaby, a warm lethargy invaded his mind and body while he was resting his back on the grass. He was staring at the valley, dancing softly in the amazing nature in front of him. This was, one of his favorite places, without doubt, far away from the crowds and the city, after all, he grew up in a similar place. His eyelids started closing, he tried to stay awake, but after a few tired blinks he fell asleep.

The sounds of voices made him open his eyes, scanning the place, there they were, again, so similar to them, it was like he was staring at a young version of themselves. He followed them with his gaze and stood up quickly, while the kids weren´t watching, hiding behind a tree. The place didn´t look so similar anymore.

Goku heard them argue about the dragon balls and sharpened his hearing; the smaller kid opened his backpack, something bright shone under the sunlight, what were they doing here? What was shining inside the backpack?

He narrowed his eyes noticing the kids had some dragon balls, impossible... it wasn´t a chance that they had, in this time, the dragon balls...

He tried to over hear their chatting, After a few minutes, he gulped when he heard they were talking about Trunks and Pan. What was this? Who were those kids? After a while, he picked up more names that made him open his mouth in shock... grandpa Kenji? Grandpa Midori? Who was that grandma Bonnie? They couldn´t be talking about Bulma’s mother, could they?

His jaw dropped in realization... those kids were from the future! What are they doing here? Another threat? Sickness? Why were they looking for the dragon balls in the past?

Soon, another conversation reached his ears... going to the past, before their families grew apart... find out what happened to Trunks and Pan?

He started to worry... what had happened to Trunks and Pan? He had to find out, he tried to locate Trunks Ki, but he couldn´t, Trunks energy had disappeared from Earth... he located a weak Ki, Pan’s Ki... why so weak? He stepped out of the tree, determined to confront them, but the kids didn´t look at him, Goku called them, waving his hands in front of them, but they didn´t see him either. Goku paled, they didn´t seem to notice his presence, what was happening? Was he dead? He had even raised his Ki and nothing happened, he looked down to his body, he was no longer beside them, he was above them, he couldn´t even look his body, he just knew he was there. Where was he? He shook his head, closing his eyes tightly, trying to make the images disappear, he opened again his eyes but the kids hadn´t vanished, they were still under him, a bright light blinded him for a second, the voice of the kid that resembled him was heard “to go on with his life”

He closed his eyes again, Shen ron was here... He shook his head in disbelief, when he opened his eyes again he was panting and sweating, still laying on the grass, it was a dream...

He breathed in and out a few times, until he calmed down. This wasn´t a dream, this was a vision... it had happened... this dream was a revelation, but why? He couldn´t understand why those dreams had been occurring every month, adding more information every time it happened.

He raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead with the back of his arm. Reality hit him hard, it was true... he had been dead all those years or maybe not dead, but he had (summoned) with Shen ron, those kids were the descendants of Midori and Kenji, they had found the Dragon balls in the future to go to the past and change the story... was the future that bad?

He had been there all those years... every moment... everything Shen ron had seen, he had seen it too... he just had to remember...

The headache attacked him stronger than before, returning slowly... painfully, shocking every part of him, now, he wished to sleep and dream again to find out the true behind every nightmare or dream he had had.

He stood up and walked slowly to his house, he had a lot to think.

Older or Younger.

While, in Gohan’s home. Videl and Gohan were arguing again about the test subject.

“Videl, I told you it’s dangerous”

Videl frowned, crossing her arms. “I don´t care, I’m not planing to look as your mother in ten years.”

Gohan chuckled. “That won´t happen Vi.”

Videl eyed him dangerously. “Come on Gohan, its weird enough to see you are aging that slow and now I have to watch your mother and Bulma, look as young as me? Forget it!”

Gohan winced in disgust. “Videl, we have been arguing about this since my mother rejuvenated, can you just drop the subject?”

Videl frowned looking at him stubbornly. “NO”

Gohan sighed, wishing she wasn´t so determined. “You have less possibilities than my mother.”

Videl gritted her teeth. “Look at me Gohan! I’m 47!”

Gohan smirked, stepping closer to his wife. “You look beautiful at your 40’s”

Videl clenched her fists at her sides, twisting the corner of her lips in an angry scowl. “You know what I mean.”

Gohan smirked, staring at her from head to toe. “You know what I mean too.”

Videl blushed a little but stomped her foot on the tile of the floor, determined to stop him from changing the subject. Her eyes narrowed but her face changed dramatically, picking a better strategy to play his game, a smirk replaced the frown, She raised her eyebrows with a seductive glint in her eye. “Are you going to deny, you would rather want me to be in my early 30’s?”

Gohan blinked staring at her all the time. “...”

She gave two steps forward, placing her hands on her hips. “Don´t you want me to live more? Don´t you want my body to be younger? Don´t you want an experienced Videl inside of a younger body?”

Gohan blinked again, looking at her with caution, she knew perfectly well where to push... he walked two steps forwards, choosing carefully his words. “I would have you any time... older or younger, as long as I can have YOU.”

Videl looked at him with a blank expression on her face, he was shy... wasn´t he? So...

He stepped closer, reaching out his hand to grab her waist. “In fact, now that you are asking...” He pulled her close, leaning down to the level of her face. “I’m thinking about having you now...”

Videl breathed loudly, feeling his breath in her ear, she was in shock, this was a new side of him, he had always been the respectful husband, a gentleman, a mamma’s boy, shy, even when they were alone... this was a funny and very, very enjoying side of him...

He brushed his lips on her neck. “You are a fighter Videl, your body is as perfect as it was when we got married.”

Videl opened her mouth to argue about that, but Gohan crashed his lips over hers.

Videl closed her eyes, kissing him back.

After a few seconds, he pulled back keeping a strong grip on her, whispering between kisses. “I want you just the way you are now.”

Videl half opened her eyes to reply. “but...”

He silenced her, securing his hand in the back of her neck. “no buts Mrs. Son...”

He kissed her roughly, pulling back a little after a long kiss, then, he chuckled. “We will talk about that later, only, if you lose your figure.”

Videl narrowed her eyes at his teasing retorted joke. “hey”

He chuckled again, sliding his hands up to her back, while the other pushed her head to make their lips brush together again.

Videl closed her eyes, she didn´t want to talk right now either, it was so unlike Gohan to act like this and she wasn´t planning to miss the experience.

She wrapped her arms around his neck moaning in his mouth, the ageing chat would have to wait a little... something very evident in Gohan’s body was telling her she had to hurry up to their bedroom before he lose the little control left inside him, taking her right here, in the living room, besides, she already knew she would be the one to lose control.

Not so good.

18 frowned, Krilin had been talking about Yamcha more than two hours, she was getting tired of that man... if only Krilin knew he had tried to hit on her once, he wouldn´t consider him such a good friend...

Krilin had been trying to get him in a weak moment, to know who was his daughter, but Yamcha was determined to keep the secret as it was, secret. He remembered the Press had tried to find out the true, but Yamcha had evaded the inquisitive questions.

Yamcha had only told him, the mother of his child, was the niece of a potential partner of his old baseball team, it seemed she had run away to America when she found out she was pregnant and he didn´t want to settle down. The girl came back three years later, but Yamcha didn´t want to marry her either, she got married years later and Yamcha had lost the chance to raise his daughter, someone had taken that chance, he couldn´t raise her or give her his last name, his ex-girlfriend didn´t forgive him and now, that his daughter was married, he could be a grandfather... His daughter knew him, but she never accepted him like a fatherly figure.

18 sighed, what the hell was Krilin thinking? Who cared if Yamcha had a daughter? It wasn´t like she was a strong girl... besides, the girl was rich and obnoxious as her mother, at least, that was what she had heard Yamcha say. What would Krilin do if he knew Yamcha had tried to court her, just to show Bulma he had found someone better than she? Yamcha knew he was no match for the Prince... the prince of the jackass... Maybe he had wanted revenge against Vegeta knowing she could beat the shit out of the damn prince... at the same time, Yamcha would provoke jealousy in Bulma... In the opposite side was Krilin, a loving husband, a caring human being, extraordinary father, a wonderful friend, a man that risked everything to save her... a man who did everything to win her love, a man that betrayed his friends to save her life... a short man, with a big heart, not very brave, but very loyal, not handsome but truly kind.

She sighed again, shaking her head softly. “Let’s forget about Yamcha, okay?”

Krilin smiled, nodding his head. “Yeah, I know, I’m talking too much about him again, right?”

18 nodded, closing her eyes, knowing he would do what she told him to do, like always.

Pregnant Again.

Four weeks later. In the middle of March, 808.

Pan and Trunks were in the living room chatting about C.C. and Sat. Enterprises.

Pan leaned back in the couch, glancing at Trunks out of the corner of her eye. “Are you happy Trunks?”

Trunks smiled, placing an arm on Pan shoulders. “Of course I’m happy, I love you”

Pan smiled, resting her head on his arm. “I love you too”

Trunks tilted his head to the side, knocking softly her head. “I have a lovely wife, two lovely kids, what else would I want?”

Pan lifted her eyebrows with a questioning look. “another kid?”

Trunks blinked, turning around a little, to look at her. “What??” He laughed, thinking she was still worried about his comment when they were in the beach, she had been talking about that since he had told her if she could imagine them having four kids. “Hah hah hah No honey, I was playing... I already told you, two is enough...” Then, he smirked evilly, raising his eyebrows. “of course I would love to have more but we agreed to have two.”

Pan stared at him in silence. “...”

Trunks chuckled, grabbing her chin with his index and his thumb, lifting her face to look into her eyes, a soft smile gracing his lips. “Don’t tell me you are still worried about the things I told you at the beach?”

Pan nodded, lowering her eyes. “Yes... there’s no way I can forget about that”

Trunks sighed, a little annoyed at her insistence. “No baby... I wouldn’t try to convince you”

Pan grimaced, shrugging her shoulders. “You don’t need to...”

Trunks narrowed his eyes a little, shifting his weight uncomfortably in the couch, he was getting tired of this subject. “Hey... You don’t have to worry about that... I’m happy... let’s talk about something else, okay?”

Pan shook her head, folding her arms over her chest. “Well... I do have to worry”

Trunks frowned, sometimes she was so childish... one more word about this and she was going to make him lose his good mood. “Why? I didn’t mean to rush you, it’s fine, I don´t want another child.”

Pan stared at him in shock, then, she shrugged, glaring at him. “Then, you are the one whose going to worry... and don´t you dare to blame me...”

Trunks pulled back his arm, leaning in the arm of the couch. He was trying to hide the frown that was a breath to show in his face. “Why?”

Pan smirked, knowing he wasn´t as patient as he was trying to be. “Because I will be needing your energy soon, pretty soon, and when I say pretty soon I mean now.”

Trunks opened his mouth in shock, his eyes wide, staring at her face. “What?”

Pan smiled, leaning closer. “I’m pregnant.”

Trunks jaw dropped in shock, he couldn´t believe what she was saying. “WHAT?”

Pan rolled her eyes and pointed her stomach. “We are going to have a baby”

Trunks didn´t know what to do for a moment, he just stared at her in shock, looking from her face to her womb. “Oh My God... Pan!”

He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her telling her every minute how much he loved her. He kissed her again deepening the kiss. She smiled, kissing him back. He then pulled away and put his hands on her womb trying to feel the new energy... he was more than happy... he had always wanted a big family. He didn’t wait and send her a big amount of energy, laying his head on her lap. “When did you find out?”

Pan smiled, running her fingers through his hair. “two weeks ago.”

Trunks frowned, turning his face to the side, while he looked at her. “Why you didn’t tell me?”

Pan shrugged, avoiding his gaze. “First I wanted to be sure, then I changed my mind and decided to surprise you, but if you don´t want another child...”

Trunks grinned. “You know I was kidding, you have been talking about that since we came back, I just wanted to understand I was fine the way we were, but...” He straightened in the couch, pulling her close. “I’m more than happy now...You shouldn’t have waited, you know how our babies drain your energy”

Pan smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck, leaning closer to his ear. “but then, it wouldn´t have been a surprise, wouldn´t it? But, don’t worry, my grandpa gave me some.”

Trunks loosened his arms around her, pulling back a little. “Did he know?”

Pan grinned, kissing softly his cheek. “Yes”

Trunks frowned, narrowing his eyes, every body was going to think he was so naive, that he didn´t sense his own kid Ki... “Did you tell him first?”

Pan looked at him with curiosity, she had sensed his Ki raising a little. “Of course not, he realized I had a different ki and find out after five or ten minutes... I told him it was a surprise, , he just kept the secret.”

He slapped his head, damn it, this was worse, now his father was going to be pestering him about not applying his saiyan senses in something so important...

Pan looked at him suspiciously, was he mad?

He noticed her worried look and circled her waist again. “Don´t start thinking about no senses Pan, its just my Dad is going to pester me around about not paying enough attention to your Ki signature...”

Pan raised her eyebrows as if she agreed with Vegeta.

Trunks laughed nervously. “Don´t... I know... I just, didn´t expect it... My mom just made the tests... the injection...”

Pan chuckled in an understanding way. “I know, I wasn´t expecting this to happen either! I don´t know what happened... maybe my body got used to the contraceptive... I don´t know, I just know it happened in our game night...”

Trunks laughed. “So, we should start avoiding Goten and Bra’s company... it could be really dangerous, you know...”

Pan punched him in the arm jokingly. “It wasn´t their fault Trunks... if I remember correctly, you were the one who...”

He silenced her with a kiss, laughing into it. “I know.”

Later at Gohan’s.

Videl smiled, placing a cup of hot milk in front of Pan. “I can’t believe it Pan, You are pregnant... again.”

Pan blushed, grabbing the cup. “Well, I... you know...” She cursed under her breath, not knowing what to say, she had just one thing in mind: ((“Damn you Trunks”))

Videl laughed, waving her hand to dismiss her words. “okay, okay, I know its not my business, we are really happy for you Pan.”

Pan raised her eyebrows. “We?”

Videl nodded, sipping her coffee. “Yes, we... Your father, your grandma, your grandpa and Me.”

Pan nodded her head, blushing while she looked at the walls of the kitchen, suddenly, more interesting than her mother. “Ohhh... What did they say?”

Videl chuckled, thinking about her family reaction. “Your grandma is sewing a whole attire for the baby and she is very happy, you know, making plans for his or her future, about schools and learning. Your grandpa is very happy, even when he already knew...”

Pan laughed “Yeah, I know”

Videl smile taking a small bite of her cookie. “I asked him how he found out and he said that he just knew it when he saw you... now he is planning to train with the new baby.”

Pan laughed again. “And my Dad?”

Videl chuckled. “He said that you two were thinking about repopulating the planet with Saiyans.”

Pan blushed, looking this time, to her lap.

Videl laughed again, when her stubborn daughter became so shy? Maybe this is all about Trunks and sex... “It’s okay honey, if we could we would have had more kids.”

Pan looked up at her mother, tilting her head to the side. “What happened?”

Videl sighed, a little sad. “I already told you, it wasn’t an easy pregnancy and when we stopped taking precautions, when we stopped caring about having another baby, when we decided we wanted another baby, it just didn’t happen. I think we hadn’t enough compatibility.”

Pan nodded, she knew her mother had been always a little disappointed that she couldn´t have more kids. Pan lowered her eyes, not wanting to talk about that, she didn´t want to make her mother feel sad. “Oh, right... you told me”

At CC.

While, Trunks was having breakfast at C.C. they had been chatting about everything.

After a short silence, Trunks decided to aboard the subject. “So Mom, I think you are very happy now, you stop rushing us about babies.”

Bulma quirked an eyebrow, looking at her son in confusion. “I have my grandbabies now”

Trunks nodded, chuckling inside. “Yeah, You have two grandsons and a beautiful granddaughter... that’s enough for you, isn’t it?”

Bulma nodded, staring at him suspiciously, maybe she was starting to rush them? No, she even had offered to develop a better contraceptive... “Sure, I have three lovely grandbabies, why?”

Trunks raised his head, looking at her with a deep smirk. “What would you say if I would tell you they are going to be four?”

Bulma opened widely her mouth, looking at him in shock.

Vegeta spat out his food. “WHAT??

Trunks blushed. He turned to see the shocked look on his father’s face, biting happily a piece of pancake. “Pan is pregnant”

Bulma gulped, thinking her experiment had failed, but after two seconds, she smiled brightly, thinking she was going to be a grandmother again. “Oh my God!! Congratulations Son!!”

Vegeta smirked proudly, thinking it wasn´t bad to have more saiyans. He cleared his throat and looked at him “You should try to control your temper brat...”

Trunks blushed, knowing he was going to be the mockery of the month around his parents and his friends. He shrugged, grinning evilly, this time he was not going to let his father pester him. “I think I inherited it from you Dad...”

Vegeta narrowed his eyes and turn to look at Bulma. “I told you, your freaking toys that you call experiments, wouldn´t last. Saiyan blood is too much for your earth technology to handle. You simply, can´t fight a Saiyan trying to survive.”

Bulma narrowed her eyes, so he couldn´t piss Trunks, he was going to piss her? No way, if he wanted a battle, she was in for the fight.

Bra and Goten had the same reaction that Videl had. They couldn’t believe they would have three kids. Goten couldn’t help but smile, he had always wanted a big family, but Umiko could give him just one, and he was very happy with his son, even when he knew he was a little lonely, he would have loved to have at least two kids.

It had been four weeks... they barely spoke to each other. They were both afraid of the reaction of the other. Goten knew he had to talk to her, but he couldn´t. In fact, he had been trying to call her the past two weeks, but he hadn´t had the enough courage to do that. After all, she had admitted it had been just a slip.

Bra didn´t want to stop seeing Goten, she didn´t want to wait for his call, she had been planning to seduce him, that, until he admitted he liked her or until she finds out if he had mated. She wasn´t going to let him slip through her hands, he had to be hers.

She was the first one to call him. Their sons were so close and they were the perfect excuse, even if they had wanted to stop seeing each other, they couldn´t stop the kids from being friends or visiting each other, they couldn´t do that to the kids.

A month later. Middle of May, 808.

Slowly, their relation ship returned to the normal. They had been playing with the kids on the weekends, the kids had been visiting each other at least three times for week, even they went to the mall once, leaving the kids with Bulma.

NERVOUS.

Goten leaned back, he was being overly emotional, he just had to talk to her about what had happened at Pan’s, two months ago. He glanced at Bra out of the corner of his eyes and cleared his throat. “You know, I was wondering if you wanted to go out sometime...”

Bra resist the urges to turn and look him at the eye. She just smiled, crossing her legs. “Sure, where do you want to go?”

Goten gulped, damn it, he didn´t think about where or when, he just have gathered the enough strength to ask her out, now he was going to look like a teenager in his first date. “umh... well, I wanted you to pick the place.”

Bra blinked rapidly, where, where, where to go? She chuckled nervously, she wasn´t expecting that answer. “When?”

Goten smiled, shifting his weight to the left. “well, today is Saturday, neither of us have to work tomorrow, so, what do you think about tonight?”

Bra nodded, uncrossing her legs to smooth her skirt. “Fine.”

Goten raised his eyebrows in curiosity. “Where do you want to go?”

Bra smiled sheepishly, damn it, she had forgotten about that... She glanced at her wrist watch, as if she was pondering about having enough time to get ready. “Let’s go to the movies, maybe we could have dinner later and...”

She trailed off, not knowing what they could do later, she shook her head, she knew what she wanted to do later, but she couldn´t say it, maybe it was more than enough to go to the movies and have dinner.”

Goten leaned forward, placing his elbows on his knees, while rubbing his sweaty hands nervously, he couldn´t help to think about somewhere else to go, but he dismissed his thoughts quickly. “and?”

Bra was fighting her strong feelings for Goten while her gaze scanned the floor. “pick up the kids.”

Goten chuckled nervously, running his hands through his hair. “Oh.”

Bra stood up hurriedly. “Well, if we are thinking about going out, I should take the kids to CC and change.”

Goten nodded, calling the kids. “mmh... its okay if I pick you up at eight?”

Bra smiled shyly, nodding her head. “Fine with me.”

Goten started moving his foot on the floor, like he was trying to vanish some imaginary spot. “So, do you have some movie in mind or do you want us to see what’s playing on when we get there?”

Bra faked she was thinking about that for a second. “No, I haven´t been there for a while, I don´t know, I’d like to wait until we get there.”

Goten nodded, while he turned around to tell the kids they were staying at CC. The kids smiled and hurried to pick up their bags.

BOND.

They chose a movie, not really caring about the movie, they were too nervous to be thinking about the plot. While the movie was playing they shifted several times on their seats trying to be as comfortable as possible, due to the lack of light and the closeness of each other.

She could hear his breathing, she could sense his heart beat fastening every time a love scene was in the screen, they both had been glancing at each other from time to time. When the movie finally ended, they felt a lot better, it had been awkward to be as close as they were after the kisses they had shared at Pan’s house.

After a while they were having dinner at a Restaurant. Neither of them wanting to be the first ones to talk about their situation.

Bra had been having second thoughts about ask him about Umiko, but she had to find out. “Do you mind if I ask you something?”

Goten shook his head while he finished his cake. “Not at all, go ahead”

Bra smiled at the childish features he acquired when he was eating. She then, lowered her eyes, not sure if she should talk about that here. “What happened to your bond?”

Goten stop chomping his food, looking up across the table to find her eyes busy with something in her glass. “What? What do you mean?”

Bra shifted on her seat, trying to look as calm as possible. She grabbed softly the napkin to wipe imaginary rests of her drink on her lips. “I mean... I married Ken but I was never bonded to him, I think so... how does it feel to be bonded, when, mmhh, I mean, when you are not with her?”

Goten smiled sadly, lost in his own thoughts, then, he shrugged, staring at her face. “Geez... I don’t know Bra... I’m not sure if I was bonded”

Bra frowned, leaning over the table to watch his face closer. “What do you mean you are not sure? How can’t you be sure?”

Goten leaned back by habit, confused at her reaction. “Well... your dad explained all that to us when we were younger, but it’s supposed to happen naturally... it never happened to us.”

He said the last words almost sadly, like he had been waiting for that to happen, he avoided her gaze for a moment, regaining his strength to talk about that. Even when a lot of time had passed, he wasn´t so sure he was strong enough to face his wife death again, even when they were just talking, it probably was because of the sadness he was feeling, he had always wanted to be bonded to her, but he was almost sure he wasn´t, because every signal of a bond wasn´t present in their marriage, in fact, he wasn´t even sure if he had put enough attention to Vegeta, when he explained why he had to be bonded to be a real couple.

Bra hesitated a little, but she really wanted to know, her father had told her there was a chance to be with him, but that was just a chance she could have if he hadn´t mated with his wife. “Did you... mate with her?”

Goten looked at her in shock, then he shook his head in confusion, what was she talking about?. Then, his face became sarcastic and he started laughing, thinking she was joking. His laugh died soon enough, when he realized she shouldn´t been joking about this particular subject, involving Umiko. “Of course Bra!! What kind of question is that? We had a son!”

Bra shook her head, trying to explain better. “No Goten... I thought I had mated with Ken and it wasn´t true... not really.”

Goten raised his eyebrows, amusement written all over his face. “You didn’t? Come on Bra... I’m an adult, You have a son, besides, I’ve heard about your romantic temperament.”

Bra blushed furiously. A very deep and strong feeling of anger, arousing her senses. Her mind was shouting at her to slap him for that comment, somehow, between anger and embarrassment she manage to speak, low and paused. “What –are –you –talking –about? What does that has to do with my temperament”?

Goten waved his hand chuckling lightly. “Come on... I don’t want to talk about your things, but we all know Vegeta caught you with Kenzao in a very embarrassing situation...”

Bra blushed getting angry. “That’s not your business”!! Like we never had known you were sleeping with Umiko before you got married...”

Goten wasn´t as shy as Bra thought he was, but she had caught him off guard in this. He blushed deep red, babbling in denial. “What? I didn’t sl...”

Bra didn´t let him finish, this was her turn to embarrass him. She chuckled, placing her elbows in the border of the table, moving closer to him, while her lips twisted in an open wide smile. “Come on Goten... We all KNEW you were sleeping together...”

Goten didn’t know how to answer that... so he told her the first thing he thought of... he was used to the sarcasm and he knew he had the potential to tease even the smartest girl, that was no other than Bra. He knew Vegeta had taught her to let not her guard down not even for a second, but his comment was as cynic as hers. “We never Slept”

Bra opened widely her eyes, watching his grin growing wide. “I can’t believe you are acting so cynic”

Goten arched his eyebrows, looking at her with amusement. He just had found out she was susceptible to something, something he could use to tease her, just for the pleasure it was giving him, he had detected the concern in her voice and he was going to use it against her. “So... how does it feel to be caught up?”

Bra frowned, leaning back in her chair, she wasn´t one to be defeated so easily. His voice had echoed all around her, his chosen words had hit the right spot inside her. She grunted glaring at him. “Argh... I hate you Goten, I was going to explain to you the difference between mating and have sex but I don’t think you are mature enough to know it”

Goten chuckled at her anger. “You are a fine one to tell”

Bra picked up his words, even when they have been low. She smirked, relaxing in her chair. “Look who’s trying to lecture me.”

Goten smirked again, laughter shining in his eyes. “At least, I wasn´t the one who was caught up.”

The strong love feelings of Bra had been lowered in the moment with the challenge of a verbal fight. She changed quickly the subject, giving him another one of her smouldering looks. “Curiosity killed the cat Goten, I’m sure you’re not mature enough to know that.”

Goten laughed, he was having a great time teasing her. “Since when you are so giddy?”

She stood up laughing, headed to the bathroom. “I’ll be back in a minute”

Goten lifted an eyebrow with a mischievously smile. “running out of ideas? Take your time, I know it’s hard to put up with me, but you’re trying.”

Bra turned around when she heard his chuckles. “Excuse –me?”

Goten motioned for her to go, laughing all the time. “You heard me pretty well Bra, go find another cocky comment, while you use the bathroom as an excuse.”

Bra narrowed her eyes. “If I had time I would show you I really know how to answer that, but I really have to use the bathroom.”

Goten chuckled in his drink, “Go ahead princess, have it your way, anyway, you can’t prove me wrong, can you?”

Bra narrowed her eyes even more murmuring softly “you are such a suck-up”.

Goten laughed harder. “Hey! I heard that!”

He watched her disappear among the columns and the people standing at the reception, pondering about his crazy feelings... he was really losing his common sense, getting involved with a family friend.

As time passed slowly, he had gone from one thought to another, deciding he really wanted to know if she had felt something in those hot kisses they had shared. The fear to get hurt was terrible, but he was hoping, now that he had realized he was attracted to her, he could, somehow, conquer her heart.

She came back, with a smile on her face. She had thought about tease him back, but she noticed, the main subject was to find out if he had mated or not, she already knew he wasn´t bonded, in some way, it had relieved some pressure off her system.

She sat down crossing her legs, while her hand rested on her lap. “I was planning to answer that, but I thought I should remind you what an awful cheater you are.”

Goten blinked in confusion a few times, before replying. “I’m not a cheater, Bra”

Bra ran her tongue over her front teeth, testing the remaining wine in her mouth. “Of course you are, you are avoiding my question”

Goten blinked again, shifting a bit, to put the chair closer, leaning forward. “What question?” He then smirked, looking at her flirtatiously. “Do you want to know more about my sleeping habits?”

Bra blushed at his question, shaking her head. “Now I know you are a terrible liar too... I was referring to my previous question.”

Goten chuckled, grabbing absently her hand. “I’m not a liar, Bra... delight me with your memory, what question?”

Bra sighed and nodded faintly. “Did you mated?”

Goten let go of her hand, raising his hand to cover the laughs that were almost choking him. “Are you crazy Bra? I already told you I had mated! I thought you weren´t so innocent”

Bra felt her heart ripping at his laughs and his words. She narrowed her eyes, she wasn´t going to let him mock of her. “I’m not so innocent, but you seemed to ignore mating and have sex are different subjects!”

Goten shook his head, stretching out his hand to grab hers, but he changed his mind in the last second and drop it to rest on the table. “I know it’s not the same but you cannot mate without having sex Bra, I thought you knew that...”

Bra rolled her eyes, he was pissing her off. “Of course I know that, I presume I know more than you in the matter.”

Goten raised his eyebrows again, leaning back in the table, while stretching his feet under the table. “Oh yeah? Delight me with your wisdom and your knowledge.”

Bra watched him chuckle, she was hurt and angry, but she had to fake it was a common chat between them, he seemed to be pretty sure about the mating, maybe he had really mated Umiko and now she hadn´t any chance to make him love her. “its just basic knowledge... besides, I won´t tell you anything unless you say you are sorry.”

Goten arched his brow in confusion. “Sorry for what? What...”

Bra folded her arms and yelled, cutting him off. “You know what”

Goten relaxed in his chair, one of his arms hanging back in the back of the chair. “No, I’m serious, I don´t know, What did I do? What did I say?”

Bra frowned, looking to the side. “You mentioned my romantic temperament with Kenzao.”

Goten smirked, grabbing her hand again. “Did I lie? Sorry”

Bra slapped his hand, pulling back hers. “See? That’s why I’m not telling you, you are going to use it against me!”

Goten chuckled, trying to grab again her hand playfully. “No, I won´t, come on Bra, tell me about mating.”

The way he had said those words had sent shivers down her spine. She blushed again, changing the subject. “It’s getting late, maybe we should go now.”

Goten looked at her confused, his eyebrows knitted in a line. “fine” He snapped his fingers while he called the waiter while he stared at her.

Bra lowered her eyes, faking everything was alright, but Goten knew her better. He grabbed the bill and pulled his wallet out of his pants pocket, taking out enough money to pay the bill and give the waiter a tip.

He stood up, pulling her chair softly to help her stand up. They looked into each other eyes for a moment. Bra smiled softly and clung to his arm. “I had a really good time Goten, thank you.”

He wasn´t so sure if she was okay, he smiled back and stepped aside, motioning Bra forward. They walked to the parking lot in silence, until he spotted his car and both were inside.

Goten started the engine and without turning around he asked her softly. “I’m not sure if I offended you Bra, your mood changed drastically, I’m sorry if I did it, really, I wasn´t planning to let your questions in the air, but it seemed it was a teasing question, unless... you were really curious about it...”

Bra gulped, she wasn´t expecting him to tell her that. She shook her head smiling, she surely knew how to lie. “Of course not, I’m joking, I know you mated Umiko, it’s just you embarrassed me with your comments about Kenzao”

Goten sighed relieved, turning to the side to look at her with a big grin on his face. “I’m sorry, it slipped out of my mouth”

Bra looked at him, nudging his arm. “you did it on purpose Goten”

He raised his hands laughing. “okay, okay, I admit it, I did it on purpose, happy?”

Bra grabbed his hands immediately, placing them on the steering wheel. “Are you crazy, keep your eyes on the road and your hands on the wheel”

He laughed again, his voice echoing smoothly through her ears. “We are almost in the air Bra, nothing’s going to happen.” He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, with a smile on his lips. “I really needed to get out Bra, thank you, it was a wonderful evening. I had been dateless since Umiko... and you know how hard is to be single again.”

She looked at him in awe, it was almost like he was flirting with her. “Yeah, it’s a surprise, more like a shock.”

He didn´t stop there, he chuckled a little, glancing at her every minute. “You know, with my current status as single, its not so easy to find someone to go with me to dinner or clubbing, I wonder if you would like to go with me again... some other time? Maybe next week?”

She was staring at him like he had grown two heads. First, he ripped her heart telling her he was mated, later he embarrassed her bringing Kenzao to the talk, later, he was... flirting... with her? Inviting her out? She nodded, looking through the window. “Sure.”

He nodded too, landing the air car in the back yard of CC. He stepped out of the car, opening the door for her.

She smiled sweetly, grabbing his hand to get out, but she couldn´t help to spat a cocky comment “its hard for you to drive, uh? Next time I will do it if you want.”

He leaned a little closer, grabbing her chin to lift her up a bit. “If you would stop flirting with me, it would be easier to drive Bra...”

Bra blushed furiously at his comment, what was happening, hadn´t he told her he was mated? Her father had told her, he wouldn´t love anybody else... unless... shit! There was no way she would let him saw her as an easy fling!. She tore his hands roughly away from her face. “I wasn´t flirting, Kami, you are so naive some times Goten, you have known me all my life and you know I WOULDN’T flirt with you.”

He felt a tingle in his stomach, her words had sounded as if both knew she wouldn´t like him... not even in the worst situation...

He stood there, close to her, looking intently into her eyes, then, he leaned closer, almost brushing his lips with hers, stopping at the last second and moving his face to the side, kissing softly her cheek.

Bra had almost closed her eyes at his closeness, feeling her face became red with embarrassment when he didn´t kiss her where she thought he was going to kiss her.

He seemed to notice something in her gaze, because he smiled lightly. “Good night Bra, I will pick up Midori tomorrow.”

She stood there for a second, looking at him. Then she turned around, walking hurriedly to the living quarters of CC.

Her father looked at her, walking upstairs in a blind fury. Vegeta shook his head, knowing something had happened between the clown’s brat and his princess.

DETERMINATION.

Goten had somehow, recovered his usual self, he knew now that she liked him, he could sense her, but he had sensed something was wrong with her too, he could almost bet it had something to do with her question, but... what the hell mattered if he had mated or not, he was a man and it was just natural to have sex... besides, everyone knew he had been always very active in that matter... she wasn´t pretending him to be a virgin at his age... in fact, it was a nonsense to believe he hadn´t mated, she had said everyone knew Umiko and he had sex even before marriage... He shook his head, what the hell was wrong with her? Maybe mating and have sex was slightly different, but at the end it was the same... No, probably it had been his attitude, he would have to tend to that later... she couldn´t be so... so... to think after all those years of marriage Umiko and he hadn´t mated! besides, it wasn´t important, it wasn´t important at all.

He frowned, slamming his hand on the steering wheel, she had been pretty competitive in that matter too... what was wrong with her?

He kept thinking about that almost three hours, until he decided it had been just his attitude what had changed her mood.

Nothing.

Vegeta sat down in the kitchen, watching his daughter out of the corner of his eye, her eyes were puffy and red, he knew she had been crying, he only hoped it wasn´t for that scum of kakarott’s brat. The kids were still fighting in the GR. “What’s wrong Bra?”

Bra avoided his questioning gaze, placing the food on the table. “Nothing’s wrong”

Vegeta frowned, grabbing a fork angrily. “I’m not asking you twice Bra, you don’t leave this room until you tell me WHAT’S WRONG?”

Bra gulped, sitting down in a chair, beside her father. “I already told you is nothing.”

Vegeta grunted, staring at her while folding his arms. “Look me in the eye and tell me that Bra... I don´t want you to do something stupid, tell me the true.”

Her voice was barely a whisper, before she started sobbing. “He is already mated”

Vegeta drop the fork looking at her in shock, he had been almost sure that brat hadn´t mated, he was shocked, relieved in some way, some part of him had hoped Goten had mated, that way, the idiot wouldn´t claim his daughter and he wouldn´t have to break his bones, but now, things had changed, he wasn´t expecting her to cry, she really wanted that brat. He didn´t want his daughter to suffer... and all because of him, damn kakarott’s brat, he would have to find a way to make him pay without Kakarott or the woman finding out. “Are you sure?”

Bra nodded, sobbing lightly, she hated to cry in front of her father, but she couldn´t help to feel sad at the recent discovery about Goten. “He told me.”

Vegeta narrowed his eyes, thinking about it, he was sure he had explained all the process to Trunks and the clown, but something kept telling him, Bra was wrong. “Do you still care for him, don´t you?”

Bra nodded again, sighing loudly. “Yes, I know what I have to do.”

Vegeta looked at her in silence, pondering how to talk to her, deciding minutes later, the only way he knew was the one he always had, with honesty. “You must stop seeing him.”

Bra nodded, looking at him. “I’ve been doing some thinking, you know, If I can´t have him, then, I won´t have no one else.”

Vegeta tilted his head to the side, starting to eat. Her idea was perfect to him, she should haven´t fall for him in the first place, and spite of his anger, besides of Kakarott’s brat there wasn´t any man good enough for his daughter. “Fine with me, you should start training to lose some stress.”

Bra turned to look at him in shock. “No thanks, tonight is my lucky night, I have a date.”

Vegeta spat out his food, looking at her in shock. “WHAT?”

Bra started laughing, standing up while she caressed his hair lightly. “Don´t worry, I’m joking.”

He pulled apart her hand roughly, mumbling something about spoiled brats and returned his attention to his food.

Bra laughed, bumping into Bulma in her way out of the kitchen.

Bulma looked at her questioningly. “What are you laughing at Bra?”

Bra recovered her breath and chuckled, pointing to the kitchen. “Daddy is a little grumpy.”

Bulma sighed loudly, it took more than two hours to make him stop grunting and now, her daughter had pissed him off. “What did you do this time Bra? When I left he was in a pretty good mood... you should stop teasing him, some day he is going to teach you some respect.”

Bra grinned, walking down the hall. “He wouldn´t, oh, by the way Mom, I think he is a little bit hungry, he didn´t want to share his food with the kids but you know them... so, don´t let him boss you around, he is probably going to demand more food.”

Bulma narrowed her eyes watching her daughter disappear in the hall. “Damn it!”

SOMEONE I KNOW.

Goten came at noon to pick up Midori, wishing he could spend some time with Bra, but she was no where to be found. He walked inside the house when a shadow stepped out of the stairs and looked at him angrily.

“What do you want here brat?”

Goten stepped back in shock, why Vegeta was talking to him like that? Maybe Midori did something, it wouldn´t be a surprise. “I came to pick up Midori.”

Vegeta narrowed his eyes and turned his back to him. “Pack your crap and leave.”

Goten frowned, tightening his fists at his sides. “WHAT DID YOU SAY?”

Vegeta smirked, knowing Goten wasn´t watching his face. “Pick your brat and leave, I’m busy.”

Goten narrowed his eyes, he was almost sure Vegeta had said crap instead of brat, but he wasn´t sure, so he ignored his comment, maybe he was getting paranoid. “I’m out.”

Vegeta folded his arms, he was going to provoke him. “You always are.”

Goten stopped dead in his tracks, turning around with an angry face. “What?”

Vegeta smirked, looking at him from head to toes. “Are you deaf? I said You always argue.”

Goten scratched his head, pondering if he was going crazy. “umh... sorry, I will pick up Kenji”

Vegeta snarled, his eyes glinting dangerously. “pick another world to stay.”

Goten clenched his fists, this time he had heard him. “another world to stay?”

Vegeta shook his head. “Definitely, you are insane brat, I said did you pick the words I said”

Goten narrowed his eyes, he wasn´t as dumb as Vegeta thought, he knew he was trying to piss him off, but why? Maybe he had heard about the movies, maybe he was just jealous, well, he was a very prudent man, he wasn´t going to fall in his trap. “...” He turned around and left, locating Midori’s Ki.

“I wish you were dead.” Vegeta spoke louder this time, watching his toy walking out the house.

Goten gritted his teeth. “I don´t know why you are trying to fight Vegeta, but I’m not in the mood to fight and don´t pretend you didn´t say what you said.”

Vegeta raised his eyebrows, he was having a lot of fun messing with the brat’s brain. “You should thank me, I just said, I wish you weren´t deaf”

Goten raised his eyebrows, while Vegeta glared at him. “Yeah, sure.”

Vegeta snorted, following him. “ungrateful bastard.”

This was too much, even for Goten, but he decided not to fight and kept walking, ignoring the prince. He knew Vegeta would react this way, he knew Vegeta didn´t want to challenge him directly, his dad and Bulma would be all over the Prince. In his way out of the house, he spotted Bra, talking with Midori and Kenji, she seemed to be in a very good mood. He approached, placing his index on his mouth, so, the kids wouldn´t blow his surprise visit.

He leaned closer to her neck from behind. “You look just like someone I know.”

Bra gasped, turning around quickly.

He grinned, leaning closer to kiss her cheek, lingering close to her face a little bit while whispering. “I’m back.”

Bra blushed, fighting the urge to wrap her arms around his shoulders. “Does that mean anything?”

He narrowed his eyes, something was wrong with them... “Yes, that I didn´t forget to pick up Midori.”

She opened her mouth in shock, how dare he to tease her like that. “That was my bigger concern, believe me...”

He grinned again, almost touching her body with his, his breath caressing her nose. “I know.”

She frowned, lifting her chin with indignation. “Fine.”

Goten chuckled, grabbing her forearm. “Do you want to go for a walk?”

Bra closed her eyes and opened them quickly, trying to concentrate in the proper words. “No, thank you, I have something to do”

Goten raised his eyebrow, running his hand down her arm in a gentle caress. “Like what?”

Bra gulped nervously. “something in the lab, maybe later.”

He looked at her suspiciously, but, she was just like Bulma, maybe it was true. “Fine, I’ll call you later.”

She nodded, bending down a little to receive a kiss from Midori, before he started running to the front yard trying to play catch me with Goten. She watched them play and fly towards their home. She closed her eyes tightly, she was in love with him, but she wouldn´t be his mistress, no, if that mean to be a shame to her father’s race, she wouldn’t, if was going to be considered the first saiyan princess becoming a concubine, even when she had told her father it didn´t matter, she knew it would matter after a while.

End of May, 808.

Time passed rapidly, she had been avoiding him and he knew it. He had been calling her, but she always seemed to be busy at night and on weekends. He knew she was lying, something had happened that night and she didn’t want to see him again, at least, for a while. He had been thinking about all this, maybe she was right, maybe it had been all only a game, they were lonely and things had happened, he had decided to stop pushing her, if she wanted something, maybe she would have to be the one coming to talk to him, he had tried to do that for a long while and she hadn´t accepted it. He just got sick of waiting, she seemed to have a different excuse each time, excuse over excuse, he had to face the true, she didn´t want to see him, but what really bothered him, was the fact that she didn´t want to face him.

Bra had decided to throw a Party for Kenji. She had invited Kenzao too. She didn’t love him anymore but she knew his son had the right to spend time with him, and Kenzao loved him. He had been calling her almost every day, last week, he had already apologize for his past attitude. Kenzao came to the party Bra had organized at C.C. for Kenji. No one wanted him to be there, but he was Kenji’s father after all.

BULMA P.O.V.

Bulma couldn’t blame him, she knew it was hard to live with a Saiyan or a half Saiyan, even when her own daughter was one. He had loved her very much and maybe they could have worked out their problems if Bra wouldn´t have returned to Japan, but she did. Of course Bulma was happy to have all her children and family around her, but sometimes she wondered if it had been worthy for Bra and for Kenji.

She knew Kenzao had been very sad and he had already regretted his words and his acts, but he hadn’t had the guts to tell Bra about it.

Bulma knew he didn’t like Vegeta and their Saiyan’s powers because all that make him feel impotent, but he loved his son. Kenji wasn’t attached to him, he hadn’t spent enough quality time with him at their home in New York. He was always working.

Since Bra had moved to Japan, Kenzao came twice at year, to spend time with his son, but it wasn’t enough for a kid, he needed a father and they all knew it, he had even said it. When Bulma had asked him what he wanted for his birthday, he had answered plainly. (plainty)

Flashback.

Bulma stood in the mall, looking at the stores, she released Kenji’s hand and bent down, smiling sweetly. “What do you want for your birthday Sweet heart?”

Kenji lowered his eyes, looking at his shoes. “I don´t want any toy this time grandma”

Bulma looked at him, confusion showing through her eyes. “What do you want then?”

He swallowed, feeling his cheeks became red. “ I want a family.”

Bulma gulped, looking at the little kid in front of her. “What do you mean honey?, you have one.”

Kenji shook his head, looking at her shyly. “No grandma, I mean one with Mom and Dad.”

Bulma felt her heart breaking into pieces, she raised her hand to grab softly a strand of hair. “Your father loves you, your father works very hard in New York and your mother loves you too honey.”

Kenji’s eyes watered. “I mean a dad, not a father.”

Bulma didn´t answer him, but later when he was in his bed sleeping, she had told their family and friends what was happening, they all talked about it, offering to help Kenji to go through all this, but just She and her daughter knew what those words mean...

End of Flashback.

Here he was, her little grandson... longing for a family, wishing to have a Dad instead of a father, she had to talk to Bra, tell her to let Kenji interact often with Kenzao. Kenzao had been playing with him a lot. He had missed watching him grow up; after they had told him what was going on he had been more than happy about coming and spending time with him, he was feeling guilty, she knew that, if only he had had the enough courage to face Bra and apologize... now, it was too late for that, she was sure Bra didn´t want Kenzao back in her life.

BRA.

Bra was kind of sad. She loved Goten and didn’t want to see Kenzao anymore, but she had to recognize that he had been a good father, maybe he had been never beside them, but he had tried. She wanted to please his son, but he was asking for too much... it was really hard to be with Kenzao. She had loved him so much once and her memories were hurting her. Now he was here, enjoying the party and smiling to her.

GOTEN P.O.V.

Goten saw Kenzao greet Bulma, Bra and Kenji, his blood was boiling with anger. He couldn´t believe he was here, smiling... he hated him, since he saw the way he talked to Bra, he knew he was going to hate him forever. He could remember when he wanted to beat the shit out of him, but he had stopped, just for her.

((“What the hell is he doing here? He doesn’t belong here, he wasn’t supposed to come, but... he is here... smiling to everyone... How can Vegeta let this happen? He left her! Well... maybe he didn’t leave her, but he made her life a living hell of jealousy, he didn’t trust her, he didn’t accept us...What is he doing here? Maybe they told him about Kenji wanting his father back...”))

KENJI

Kenji was happy, he was feeling weird at the thought of his father here, it was weird to think he was his father... he was so different from the other’s, he was... weak... yes, that was the word, weak... But, it was good to have him here, in some way. He didn’t look like him, he didn’t like to be with him very often, he was always forcing him to act as weak as he, to be in control all the time, Goten and Trunks were better. He didn’t need to be ashamed of his strength in front of them, of course he loved his father, but he was now almost a strange for him and he knew his mother had suffered because of him.

KENZAO

Somehow Kenzao had heard about Bra visiting Goten very, very often, he heard about what people thought about him, he even asked his son about him, he couldn’t help but feel jealous, even his son liked him... He knew he was wasting his time, he knew now that he wanted her, he had been dating a lot of women after her and he never felt the same, not even in bed. He had been lost... how could he had ever thought it could be the same without her?

She was a wonderful woman and he had thrown their happiness to the trash. He had to win her back. It wasn’t so bad to be a Saiyan and now he knew it, besides... his son needed him.

WISHES.

Later. At Goten’s

Midori was laying on the couch, when Goten stepped into the living room. Midori’s eyes followed him until he sat down in the couch beside his. He looked at him with a questioning look. “Dad?”

Goten turned his face to the side, smiling softly. “yeah?”

Midori straightened a bit, resting his weight on one elbow. “Do you think is possible that Dende makes Kenji’s wish come true?”

Goten arched his eyebrows, blinking a few times. “what wish?”

Midori tilted his head to the side, remembering Kenji’s words at his birthday party. “Before he blew at his cake’s candles he wished to have a family.”

Goten twisted his lip to the side, trying to remember, while he loosened his tie. “Well, I don’t know, maybe... but he has one.”

Midori shook his head, sighing heavily. “No, he wants a normal family... Mom and Dad’s family.”

Goten squinted his eyes, not really wanting to answer, it had been hard enough to fight his feelings back then, to confront them again, so soon. He stayed there thinking about it.

After a while, Midori was sleeping soundly. Goten sighed and stood up, picking him up to take him to bed. Then, he walked to the kitchen, opening the fridge’s door, he really needed a drink.

BREAKING THE ICE

Three days after Kenji’s Party. Kenzao wanted to talk to Bra. He invited her to Dinner. When they were at the restaurant, after a while of light chatting, they struck up in a conversation about work.

Kenzao’s face became serious, he had been watching her, her light make up, her nails, her feminine clothes, the careful picked up jewelry, her beautiful body, she was gorgeous. He could remember her, standing out of a lot of women, she had everything, he had been a stupid letting her leave... the most desirable woman in his life, the mother of his child. “I need to talk to you.”

She finished her piece of cake, eating slowly. Then, she licked her lips almost seductively, slowly crossing her legs. “I’m listening”

Kenzao placed his hands on the table, his face toward her, but not fully facing her. “Look... I don’t know how to... it’s just that...”

Bra looked up at him, facing him fully, keeping eye contact while uncrossing her legs. Her eyes showing concern and confusion. “What is it Ken?”

Kenzao didn´t want to reveal much about his intentions, his main goal was to seduce her again, but he knew it wasn´t the right moment, not now, he had to find out if she could be interested, some how, he knew he had to accomplish one thing at a time, he had to get emotionally closer first. He placed his right hand on his right knee, below the table, out of her sight, rubbing nervously the fabric of his pant, while he looked into her eyes “I want you to know I really loved you”

Bra broke eye contact away from him, staring at her drink, while her hands played with the hem of her blouse, under the table. “And so did I Ken, we already talked about this after Kenji’s party.”

Goten blinked with high interest in the conversation, he didn´t know why he had followed them, something inside him ignited the moment Midori told him Kenji’s father was taking her out to dinner. He rushed to the door, telling Midori he would be back soon. He got angry with himself for a moment, what the hell was he doing here, sitting opposite to them, spying on their conversation... taking advantage of his hearing, invading someone else privacy...

He squinted his eyes, drawing his brows together, he could feel his muscles tightening when the bastard told her he had loved her... he was trying to court her again!

Kenzao sighed, sitting a little more upright, he wanted to get closer, emotionally and physically, he crossed his ankles, leaning closer from the side. “Look Bra, you know me, I don’t want to lose my son and I really want to be close to him.” His voice dropping at the end of the statement, he was not going to make the same mistake twice, he had to make her understand, but slowly. “I do believe in commitment and you know that, I want to be close to both of you”

Bra nodded, shifting in her chair so her body was facing away from him. She raised her voice pitch a bit. “I know and you know I had ever refuse to let you see him, I don’t know why you are feeling this way”

Kenzao pulled back his feet, resting them on his toes. He had noticed she was more defensive than usual, he scanned her fully, letting his voice rolled under control, confident, relaxed. “Have you missed me?”

Bra pulled her feet under the chair, looking at him in shock, she felt a shiver ran down her spine, but it was just the tension of the situation, there were no sparks at all, she just liked him as a friend, and not a close one. Her voice came out as loud as a whisper. “What?”

Kenzao gave a little head nod, creeping into her personal space from the side, holding his glass with his left hand while his right reached out to slowly strike a strand of her hair earning a surprised look from her. “I have missed you, so much... I was wrong and I’m sorry, I want to be in touch with you... I want us to be friends.”

Goten bared his teeth and stared at them, he had lost his objectivity the moment he heard Kenzao tell her that he missed her, the moment he heard him ask her if she had missed him. His lips stretched, his eyes were narrowed. He raised his hand as if he was trying to vanish the wrinkles that had formed across his forehead. That bastard was not being respectful of her space, he could tell because she had shifted trying to get away from his touch. He breathed deeper, that bastard was a pretty good conversationalist, he had been talking to her all evening in a deep voice, but he knew her, she wouldn´t fall for those tricks... He had to fight his control to avoid raising his Ki, the moment he saw him moving her hair out of her face, exposing her shoulders... Damn it!

Bra moved away from his touch, her mind pondering about the meaning of his words. “But, but you said...”

Kenzao opened his legs wide apart, placing his feet flat on the floor while he pulled back his hand, casually brushing her arm with his fingers in the process. “Forget what I said, I was hurt, I was jealous.”

Bra didn´t feel the powerful physical and emotional response she had felt with Goten’s touch, anyway, his touch tensed her. She placed her hands on her lap, lowering her eyes. “You didn’t have any reason to...”

Kenzao cut her off with a smooth and understanding voice, sipping slowly his drink. “I know.”

Bra shook her head, grabbing her drink to sip it slowly. Then, she cleared her throat, placing her hand on the table, the palm turned down, while her fingers played distractedly with the ashtray. “I don´t know Ken...”

He stayed in silence, waiting for her to continue, while he reached for the ashtray, moving his hand into her way, making skin to skin contact with her hand.

She gasped when his hand casually touched hers. It appeared casual and accidental, but it made her move her hand away quickly. “it’s been a long time since we... tried”

He pulled his elbows to the sides, tilting his head coyly. “You know our son need us together.”

Goten poured his drink in his lap at the sight in front of him, that fucking bastard was courting her, trying to hold her hand, even when he had made it look casual, he knew it had been premeditated, he knew Kenzao didn´t have all his cards showing... His brain scrambled, looking at her finger slowly stroking the smooth wet surface of the drink glass, damn it, even that was turning him on... He just didn´t get it, how could she be buying his sloppy words, his weak excuses, his attempts to seduce her? He lowered his eyebrows in an attempt at understanding, Kenzao had lowered his voice even more. He looked as her lips parted, as if she was going to reply, but she didn´t, she stared at him in silence.

Bra swallowed, swishing her hair to get it right, her palms were shaking, her body wasn´t directed toward him, but she could still feel his gaze buried in her face. “Yes I know that but, I have changed... I don’t lo...”

Kenzao didn´t let her continue, reaching out his hand to grab softly her fingers, quickly holding her hand in his. “What? You don’t love me anymore? I know that”

She stared at him in shock, not really paying attention to their hands. “then, why are you askin...”

He stroked gently her hand, entwining his fingers with hers while smiling sadly. “We were a family, Kenji needs me, he wants me back, he said it at his party”

Bra opened her mouth in shock. After a few seconds she pulled away her hand, placing it on her thigh and stroking it nervously, while she tried to take a detour in the conversation. “I know and it really hurts believe me, But, I can’t give him a whole family.”

Kenzao opened his arms, leaning back in his chair. “Why not?”

Bra lowered her eyes again, blinking a few times. “It’s not so easy... I already told you.”

Kenzao smiled sadly again, looking at her with pleading eyes. “Give me an opportunity, let me try to make you fall in love with me again, please.”

Bra raised her eyebrows, curiosity overwhelming. “What do you mean by that? What are you exactly asking for?”

Goten was now as angry as he could remember, he had done the same before and he knew how it worked, he was trying to win her using Kenji as an excuse. He could sense he was in the edge of losing control, he had to get away from there, he couldn´t stand hearing or watching more of his damn tricks. He paid the bill, glancing at their table, before getting out. His anger was guiding his behavior unconsciously. His mind was wandering about Bra’s relationship with Kenzao.

Kenzao pulled his legs out from under him, rubbing his neck absently before he captured her hand again. “Let me be his father, let’s stay together these days before I return to New York, who knows? Maybe it could work and I, I wouldn’t try to take you back there, I would move here, I don’t care if I lose my job, I want to be here, with both of you...”

She looked at him in total silence, not knowing what to say. “...”

Kenzao wasn´t going to give up, he smiled softly. “Let him have what he wants, at least for these days, and even if we couldn’t be together again, because I know you don’t love me anymore... I know you wouldn’t want to, but he, he doesn’t need to know about that, let’s make him think his wish can be granted”

Bra shook her head, sighing heavily. “I can’t lie to him.”

Kenzao frowned a bit, relaxing his features almost immediately. “I’m not asking you to lie, I’m asking you to spend time as a normal family, he needs that, and I can give him that, just let me be with both of you and I would do all to have your heart again.”

Bra lowered her eyes, feeling uncomfortable. “I’m sorry Ken... I can’t love you.”

Kenzao nodded in response, raising his hand to call the waiter. After a while, he signed and handed the bill, standing up.

Bra stood up, straightened her clothes and walked towards the exit.

Kenzao grabbed her hand, while he was waiting for his car, stepping closer. “Fine, just let stay together a few days, okay? do it for him.”

Bra tilted her head to the side but she didn´t pull away her hand. “Fine, but I c...”

He raised her hand, placing it softly over her lips. “Hey, don’t say it... as long as we can be friends, he can feel part of his wish is granted.”

Bra nodded, lowering her eyes, while he kissed softly her hand.

Goten was on a tree, watching them. His anger had changed his perception, he had wanted to go home but he had to see what had happened between them. He had sensed a powerful response emerging from his body. He could almost see the sparks flying out of him. He closed his eyes, trying to be in control, watching Kenzao start up the car.

He hovered in the air, cursing under his breath when he saw him kissing her hand. He frowned, remembering the way she had blushed when he kissed her hand, the worst of all was that she let him hold her hand... He heard him inviting her to the movies with Kenji. He followed them, until the Kenzao parked his car in front of CC. He was angry, remembering how he had been all night, keeping a light conversation, making her laugh with a light hearted sense of humor, at first, she seemed to enjoy his company, she seemed to have a good time. So, he had broken the ice making her laugh... He wasn´t going to let him take the lead to court her.

He punched an imaginary enemy in the air, thinking about them, while he turned around to fly home. ((“Is he trying to win her back? Asshole... after all he had done to her...”)).

BAD MOOD.

The door flew open and Goten appeared in the living room with a scowl on his face.

Midori looked up at him, wondering where he had been. “Where did you go?”

Goten, turned to the side, frowning. “To buy some food.”

Midori arched his brow trying to look at his hands. “Where is the food?”

Goten folded his arms over his chest, with his back to Midori. “I ate it.”

Midori opened his eyes in shock, damn, he was hungry, he would have saved some for his Dad... “What?”

Goten dropped his arms, sighing heavily. “You heard me...”

Midori raised his eyebrows in confusion. “Are you in bad mood or something?”

Goten looked at the floor, hands in his pockets and a very wrinkled forehead. “NO”

Midori looked at him, skeptical, he then, turned around to go to sleep.

Goten smirked, stopping Midori. “Wait.”

Midori lifted an eyebrow, looking up at his father. “Yes?”

Goten pondered about his idea for a second, then, he smiled, rubbing Midori’s arm. “Tomorrow you are going to invite a friend.”

Midori stepped back, looking at him. “uh huh? Who?”

Goten smirked, running his fingers through his hair. “One of your friends.”

Midori looked at him suspiciously, scanning him fully. “What for?”

Goten paled, damn it, he had to find an excuse, fast... “To play?”

Midori thought about it for a second, trying to find what his Dad really wanted. After a moment, he stretched his arms smiling. “Fine, but... you know my best friend is Kenji.”

Goten smiled broadly. “Fine! Invite him... if you want to.”

Midori forgot about his father mood and squealed. “Of course I want to!”

Goten stood there, pondering about his feelings toward Bra. He wasn´t sure why he was feeling upset, he wasn´t sure why she was so important to him, they had set things right, they were friends... weren’t they? But that Kenzao was an asshole and he was not going to let him hurt her again.

Next day.

Midori grimaced in disgust, holding the auricular close to his ear. “Why not?”

Kenji excused himself, rolling his eyes. “Sorry Mido, my father invited us for dinner, later we are going to the cinema.”

Midori twisted his lips in disappointment. “ugh.”

Kenji smiled suddenly, raising his voice. “Do you want to come with us?”

Midori grinned, jumping with joy. “SURE! Just let me ask my Dad!”

A moment passed and Kenji could hear that Midori was asking for permission. He smiled, walking to the door. “What did he tell you?”

Midori ran upstairs, opening his bedroom door. “He said it was okay.”

Kenji squealed, looking at the watch on the wall. “Great! I want you to be here at three, I’m going to tell my Mom!”

They said good bye and hurried to be ready on time.

HUNT TIME.

The Press had been crazy about Pan’s pregnancy, people actually didn´t have more than two children, but the famous CEO was going to have three. Pan’s pregnancy was starting to show, the Doctor had told her she had to be careful, knowing her habits since she was a little girl.

Trunks knew she would try to train, he knew his father, he had been the one who encouraged her to fight, once she had controlled her energy.

Trunks raised an eyebrow, she had lowered her Ki... he knew he had to keep an eye on her, she was a stubborn one, trying to follow his father’s orders every time she could.

He looked at his wrist watch, time for lunch. He sensed her trying to mask her ki, it was a pretty good job, unfortunately for her, the baby couldn´t mask his ki, so he would be able to locate her, he chuckled, rubbing his hands together... Hunt time. She always left the office at this hour, she was hiding, and it could be just for one of two reasons... she wanted to surprise him or she was going to disobey the Doctor’s orders.

He stood up, concentrating to locate his baby’s Ki, while his hand pressed the button to open the window.

End of chapter 67. Bond, Wishes and Dreams.

Author Notes:

I wanted this fic to be “officially” a Trunks/Pan fic, but I love Goten/Bra too, the couples are exactly the opposite, so I decided to make a double fic, TP and GB, but I didn´t want to tell since the beginning. Sorry for that, I know this story has been drawing out from time to time, sometimes its hard to keep up without boring chapters, too many things in my head to write the end so soon, lol. Thanks again for telling me about finishing the story the way I would like to, because its hard trying to please all of you, even when I love to do that, without changing the plot or missing something important, sometimes is impossible, thank you for your great comments about this story, I loved to know you don´t think is getting bored, thanks too for telling me there’s a site with stories as long as this one.

By the way, the hits count is back to normal again, I suppose they didn´t read it as soon as I thought they would, I’m just kind of a worried person, lol. Thank you for your support and I’m sorry I took that much to update. I was trying to make you all happy adding some notes and scenes, sorry if this wasn´t either a Trunks/Pan chapter, but I cannot make Bra and Goten take that much to get together and I wasn´t as inspired as I should be about T/P right in this moment, maybe because of the pregnancy of Pan. Love, Eyr.