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AN: A sequel to my story ‘Behind the Rainfall’. A bit limey.
Here you go, Juu-chan. ;]

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The Perfect Storm

Chapter 1
Swirling Torrents

By: Chou-san

-First Person POV-

As I sat in my plush executive chair, high-atop my multi-billion dollar inherited capsule industry, I could only help but wonder what exactly I have accomplished this far in my life. I’m a wife with the 2nd strongest man in the universe as a husband; I’ve billions of dollars and twice as many shoes, wonderful kids of status and a life of pure luxury. Staring out the thick paned glass of my windows that oversaw all of West City, rocking my chair slowly as I rolled my pen between my thumb and fingers, I sighed softly, pursing my thin lips. I tapped it gingerly against my lower lip, eyes skimming over the teeming city atop my bustling financial empire.

What else could a woman ask for?

“Happiness,” I whispered forlornly, reaching into my suit pocket, pulling out my iPhone. Clicking the home key, I saw the picture of her and I that morning 4 months ago. Feeling tears peek out the corner of my eye, I slammed the phone down onto my desk, biting the pen tip until my teeth hurt. Sadly, I hadn’t seen her since that fateful morning. Under circumstances beyond my control, Vegeta had found out about my whereabouts when he overheard Bra telling her friends during a sleepover where she had been. She also told them that I was there as well. Ever since then, he’s kept his eyes on me like a hawk; my phone records, where I went and with whom for how long. I had no more freedom.

“…ano,” Blinking the fresh tears from my eyes, flicking them away casually with my fingers. I swiveled my chair around, taking a deep breath and looking up, expecting to see my assistant.

“…Bra?”

I saw the look in her eyes, how she stood, holding her hands. Moving my eyes down and them up, I tilted my head to the side, watching her.

“Honey, what’s wrong?” Her lip began to tremble as she moved around my desk and sat on my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck. I heard her gasp as the tears began to hit my neck, slowly moving my arms around her waist; still unsure of what was going on.

“Mom, I’m sorry… I’m so sorry,” She held me tighter as I blinked in confusion. Her voice was soft as baby’s breath as she cried. I stroked her back lightly, shushing her as I rocked my chair a bit.

“What are you talking about, honey? What are you sorry for,” I whispered, moving to stroke her hair, trying to lean back and see her face. But she refused, burying her head against my neck more.

“I ruined…you life…”

“Wha…” What did she mean my life?

I couldn’t explain why she was acting this way. She then leaned back, wiping her eyes, looking down at me. Bra was frowning and her eyes were bloodshot. I had guessed she had been crying long before she came to see me. I brought my hand up and brushed a tear from her eye.

“Babygirl, you didn’t—“

“I did! You…you’re suffering. I see it,” Bra breathed out as she tried to fight the tears the tore its way through. Holding her as she cried against my shoulder, I hadn’t yet understood what she meant until she spoke again.

“I know…I know you’re in love…with Juu-chan, mom,” Bra whispered softly. I felt my core tighten at the sound of her name. Feeling myself start to shake, Bra leaned back and looked down at me. She was now the holding me as I cried into her chest. It was true. And she was right. I was in love with her. I’ve missed her so much; it was unbearable just unlocking my phone to make a call, having to see her face. But I couldn’t remove it, I couldn’t just forget her like Vegeta wanted me to. I would never forget her. Juu-chan gave me what I wanted, what I needed: Happiness, real and unconditional. She made me feel like a real woman, like I was more than just a fuck stick or a liability when the training room got busted.

“There’s nothing that can be done, Bra… Don’t you think I’ve tried to get to her?”

Bra watched me, moving to sit on the edge of the desk. I sighed heavily, wiping my eyes, turning my chair around to face West City. I missed her. I missed her so much. I wonder if she thought about me as much as I thought about her; if she missed me as much as I did. I ached to feel her and after 4 fucking months, yeah, just don’t piss me off at this point.

“Mom, I also came here for a reason,” Her voice suddenly changed, turning my chair around slowly to meet her gaze. Bra was looking down at her feet now as she kicked them about. Blinking as I watched her, she hopped off my desk and moved. But as I sat, I saw who was standing behind her several feet from my desk. My eyes widened as my throat ran dry, gripping the sides of my chair. I turned to look at Bra who winked at me as I gawked at her. She just giggled and waved.

“Bye, mom. I’ve got a date with her brother,” She blew a kiss as she rushed out.

Turning to look back at the blonde that stood before me now, her hands on my desk, staring down at me with that lingering smile. I couldn’t speak, staring up into her pale blue eyes. Oh my god, she smelled amazing like lavender silk laced with vanilla. She wore a low cut v-neck yellow Fox shirt with torn blue jeans. She laughed low, tucking a few strands of her hair behind her ear, sliding her fingers across my oak desk, walking around and sitting on my lap.

“You…how…here,” I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her. The feeling of her body on my own after so many months drove me crazy. But I couldn’t move as she brought her hand up, caressing my cheek softly. My heart stopped dead in its tracks, breath caught in my throat.

“Bra and I got Goku to get Vegeta to go training over at Kami’s Hyperbolic Chamber. You know how he can’t resist trying to get stronger than Goku,” She purred, grinning wide. I blinked as she smiled wider, leaning down and capturing my lips in a soft kiss that I had been waiting for. Reaching up, I bit her lower lip as I slid my fingers through her soft hair. She broke the kiss, moving to straddle me, grinning against my lips.

“I hope you realize how bad you’re going to get it,” She whispered huskily against my ear. I felt myself get hot as she bit my neck, feverishly grabbing my chest. Moaning low against her lips as she kissed me again, I arched my back into her hands as she tore open my blouse. She bit my lower lip, growling as she pushed her hands past my bra.

“How long…do we…have,” I found myself panting out as she pinched my nipples roughly.

“You don't worry about that. Bra has it under control,” I heard her giggle as her mischievous eyes met mine. I had to smile at that as I kissed her softly. Juu-chan then leaned back, biting her lip sexily as she gazed down at me, her hair mussed and covering her face somewhat.

“And I’m going to take my time with you, Bulma…”

End Chapter 1…