Breaking Free

Breaking Free Chapter 9

I don't own dbz-gt.

And now, what you've all been waiting for . . .



Time. It's a funny thing, time is. It can do weird things to a person. It can make you forget or it
can make you remember everything. At that point in time, all Goten wanted to do was forget,
but time wouldn't let him. It never did. It seemed the longer he had to think about something,
the more he remembered about it. And he knew that it was only a matter of time before he
went back to her.

It was only a matter of time be the the mesmerizing sway of her hips or the musical sound of
her voice broke him. It would have been easier for him to forget her, if he didn't have to see
her every day. But, she was always there. He could feel her blue eyes follow his every move
when they were in the same room. Her suggestive little smiles that said she knew something he
didn't. And perhaps she did. Perhaps she knew it was only a matter of time before she had
him again.

Only a matter of time before she broke him with her little gestures. Seemingly innocent to
everyone else, he knew otherwise. Simple seduction, he called it. The way she would lay a
hand on his arm when talking. Her fingers ever so slightly brushing against his skin, sending
shivers up his spine. She would brush against him in the hallways, again her hand lightly
stroking his tail as he past.

It made him mad that she deliberately did these things to him. That she would provoke him
like that. But there was nothing he could do about it. He was in no position to say anything to
her.

The flirty smiles and not so casual glances weren't the worst of his problems. He might have
been able to deal with all of that if Trunks didn't make him train with her. Goten had no idea
why his Prince wanted him to spar with the Princess. It nothing short of torture for him. Not
only did he find out that she was much stronger than him, but she also enjoyed toying with him.

To her it was all a game. For him, it wase hee hell. He found that he couldn't concentrate when
fighting with her anymore. His thoughts always went back to what they used to do when the
spar was over and she always took that opportunity to lay him out. Goten almost lost his
control on more than one occasion when he found her legs wrapped around his waist, trying
to squeeze him to death. She always took the time to whisper something seductive in his ear,
to break his concentration, to remember her.

They never sparred alone. Trunks was always there, sometimes with Kiao to watch their
progress, but neither of them saw what was really going on. They never heard her words or
saw the effect she had on him. He'd be dead if they did. After the spar, Kiao would lead her
away, making sure to wrap some available appendage around her sleek hips. Goten swore it
was to just piss him off, but he knew it wasn't. Bra was his girl now and soon he'd be free to
take full advantage of it.

Even though he told himself he didn't want her, it didn't stop the furious rage that bubbled up
inside of him at the sight of her with the commander. He could deny it all he wanted, but she
was still his. It was plain to see to everyone that she despised Kiao with a passion. He could
tell that his touch revolted her and some days it was all he could do not to beat the shit out of
him for doing so.

Goten knew that she was waiting for him. She had said so on more than one occasion. All of
the stories of her were true. She was a temptress, butalrealready knew that, didn't he. His
denial was driving him mad. He didn't just want her. He needed her. More so now than ever
before. She was right there calling to him, with her mind, with her body, with her soul and she
needed him too.

A man could only take so much teasing from the one he loved, before that person broke him
for good. He didn't know how long it'd been since that night in his room, when he so coldly
told her off. He'd been righteous and hurt and deceived and wanted her pain to match his
own. It was only now, that he had the time to think about it that he realized that she must be
feeling the same pain as he. His grandfather's word echoed in his mind endlessly. æIt changes
nothing for her.' She is the crown Princess of all of Vegetasei and still she chose him, a lowly
third class warrior. He found it ironic that after everything his family would once again become
so entangled with the crown.

While laying in his room alone, contemplating the drastic turns his life has taken since meeting
her, he had an epiphany. He still loved her. It doesn't matter what her name is or her rank or
who her family is. He still loved her. He found that no matter how much he tried, he couldn't
hold against her the hurtful things she did in the past. Bra only did what she thought would
keep him safe. She loved him and he loved her and nothing should keep them apart. Isn't that
what his brother died for? Love? For the love of his mate and for his daughter and Goten
knew that if given the chance Gohan would do it all over again.

Goten found his world being turned upside down again as he saw the course his thoughts were
taking him. If he had to die, then he would die happily in her arms with no regrets and he knew
if he didn't go to her he would regret it. Bra had bided her time and she won the little game
that they played for so long. He would go to her and find a way to forgive her and no matter
what the consequences, she would be his again.

He found the day had come sooner than he thought as Pan angrily kicked him out her rooms.
The Prince and the King and the royal council were in meetings today and he was supposed
to be helping her with baby Vegeta, named after his grandfather, in honor of the tradition that
was broken with Trunks. He was supposed to be getting to know the child and he him, so that
when it came time for him to start training there would be no problems. But Goten's mind had
been elsewhere, like it has been for quite sometime and he was more trouble than not. Baby
Vegeta hated him about as much as his mother did and after the last blunder Pan could take
no more and threw him out.

He let his feet take them where they would and they chose the path to the Princess private
training room, where he knew she would be. He had never been here before, but he knew
where it was. When Trunks had them spar together it was always in the main training facilities.
No one but the royal family was aloud in there. He didn't stop as he reached the doors, he just
strode right in like he belonged there.

She was at the other end of the room, her back turned to him. It was obvious that she hadn't
been doing any heavy training that day. All she was wearing was the red spandex suit that
went under her armor. She turned to him slowly, a triumphant smirk on her beautiful face. It
was almost like she knew he would be coming. He took in the tight fit of her outfit that
showed off all of her womanly curves and the tank cut of the top accentuated her perfect breast.

Goten glared at Bra as he made his way toward her. The smirk on her face only grew wider
the closer he got. No words were exchanged as he wrapped her in his arms and claimed her
mouth with his own. She returned his kiss eagerly, burying her hands in his hair. He let his
hands roam over every part of her spandex clad body as he slowly lowered her to the floor of
the training room. Piece by piece, their clothes came off til they were left with nothing more
than skin touching skin.

Chunks of cold concrete and rock dug into Bra's bare back, but all she could feel was
Goten's hands and mouth everywhere at once. She moaned his name as she brought his mouth
up from her breast and kissed him deeply. This is heaven, she decided as he positioned
himself above her. Soon their bodies would be reunited and anything else will cease to exist.

"Beta . . . " Goten moaned passionately, eyes squeezed tightly shut as he prepared to join them.

He was only moments away from filling her when she placed a small hand against his chest,
stopping him. He opened his eyes and looked down at her questioningly. Twin pools of blue
met his black as she reached up and stroked his cheek.

"Say my name, Goten." Bra said to him softly.



He stared at her confused for a moment, then realized his folly. She wasn't really Beta, not
anymore and never was to begin with. But her mind and body and spirit were the same and
the name didn't mean anything to him anymore. His body trembling with need, he lowered his
head down to hers and kissed her softly. As he slowly entered her, he said her name.

"Bra . . . " He whispered against her lips as he sheathed himself fully inside he wrapped his
arms around her. "I love you, my Princess." He said as began to move inside of her.

Bra wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist and moved with him.
Goten wanted so badly to take his time with her. It'd been years since the last time they were
together and he didn't know if he'd be able to. Her body quivered underneath him and her
moans became more urgent as he frantically moved inside of her.

Their bodies moved in perfect union as each worked to bring pleasure to the other. Finally the
crested together, the cries of ecstacy mixing together and bouncing off the walls of the training
room. Spent, Goten rolled off of her and brought her to lay along the le of of his body so she
did not have to be on the hard, cold floor any longer.

Bra laid her head on his chest, listening to the sound of his heart slow down to normal as she
caught her own breath. She sighed happily and snuggled closer to him as he wrapped his arms
around her tighter. The intense encounter had been short, but fulfilling.

Bra let her eyes drift shut as the beating of his heart and his body heat lead her to sleep. She
thought about the little cat and mouse game they had played for so long and how thrilled she
was that he finally broke down. She thought about what the future might hold for them, but
didn't really care. As long as she had Goten everything would be fine. All the cares in the
world seemed to disappear when she was with him. It was only he and her alone together in
the universe. Nothing else mattered.

She had just about drifted off to sleep, when a deep rumbling from Goten's chest woke her.
Her eyes shot open wide when she heard it again and she realized that Goten was talking to
her. In the heat of the moment, communication skills had been lost to her and now she blushed
as she realized that she hadn't said more than a handful of words to him since he entered the
room. Reluctantly she lifted her head to look at him.

"What did you say?" She asked softly.

Goten gave her a smile. He thought she looked absolutely beautiful with her hair all disheveled
anr eyr eyes half open. "I just have to know one thing." He said seriously. "How did you
manage to hide out for so long? And the hair and eye trick. I just can't fully figure it out."

Bra grinned mischievously. "Goten, my mother was a genius and none of it was lost on me as
it was my brother." She gave a light laugh at the shocked look on his face and then snuggled
deeper into the warm cocoon of his arms. "It was simple, actually. Some dye for my hair,
color for my eyes. The tricky part was covering my Ki. Those fuckers can sense someone
miles away if they want to."

"Ki sensing? Trunks has been trying to teach me how to do that for some time now. I still
can't do it without a scouter though." Goten said.

Bra sighed and lazily ran her hand through his hair. She was enjoying this peaceful moment
being able to lie in his arms and talk to him. She knew the time was short and that they were
taking a great risk in doing so, she she was relishing every second of it.

"It's really not that hard." She said. "All you have to do is concentrate a little harder than
normal. You can sense a blast getting ready to hit you and you can sense me right now. It's
really no different from that."

"Yeah," Goten said. "But you're right here with me and sensing a blast is a reflex. The way
Trunks is trying to teach me is too complicated."

Bra snorted. "Trunks is an idiot. It's easy. All you have to do is relax and concentrate. Like this."

Bra closed her eyes and concentrated for a moment. She wasn't as good as her brother or
father, but she could feel the people walking around in the palace. She zoned in on her father's
Ki. "Dad is with Trunks and some other people." She said absently. "They must still be
meeting." She scanned some of the people in the room to see if she recognized them. She
found no one of significance. Just as she was about to stop and try explaining it to Goten
something caught her attention.

Goten was just laying there watching her in fascination as she focused on the other people in
the palace. It was a useful tactic, he knew. He just didn't get it. He'd watch Trunks do it a
thousand times. He noticed that it took Bra a little more effort to do it than it did Trunks, but
he was still impressed. Everything about this woman impressed him. He was just thinking that
he should have his way with her again when he felt her tense.

"Bra, what is it?" He asked as he watched her face form a frown. She shushed him quickly
and continued to be silent for a few seconds. Then her eyes popped open and she jumped up.

"Shit!" She exclaimed. "Goten, get dressed now." Bra ordered.

He laid there confused for a moment as he watched her throw her body suit back on. "What is
it?" He asked again. "I thought you said that your father was still in meetings."

Bra gave him an annoyed look. "They are." She hissed. "But for some reason Kiao is on his
way here. He'll be here any minute!" She said while throwing Goten his clothes.

Goten paled and started scrambling into his suit. This wasn't good at all. He didn't have
permission to be in here and whenever Kiao was involved, it meant trouble. "Why is he
coming here now?!" Goten said, panicking. He reached for his breast plate and started to put
it on.

"No time!" Bra said, then blasted him at point blank range.

The blast caught him off guard and he was sent flying backwards into a wall. The part of his
armor that wasn't attached yet broke off. Goten looked up dazed, just in time to catch the fist
aimed for his face.

"Bra!" Goten screeched, confused as he blocked a kick to his side. "What are you doing?"

Bra growled and jumped away from him. "Fight me you idiot! We have to make it look like
we have been sparring before he gets here."

With that she jumped back toward him and began a rapid succession of kicks and punches.
Goten caught on quick and began his own attack. He just managed to break through her
defenses and land a mean uppercut to her jaw that sent her flying backwards, when the door
to the training room opened.

Bra went with the momentum of the hit and flipped in the air to land gracefully on her toes. A
hand went up to her sore jaw as she stared daggers at Goten who only grinned sheepishly.
She changed the direction of her glare to land on Kiao who had his eyes narrowed
dangerously at Goten.

"What's going on here?" Kiao questioned, his voice hard.

"What does it look like, you fucking moron? We've been sparring." Bra answered in an icy voice.

Kiao didn't take his eyes off Goten. "I've been looking for you. You have no reason to be in
here. You were supposed to be with Pan." He said the edge in his voice never leaving.

Goten opened his mouth to answer, but Bra beat him to it. "That's hardly any of your concern,
Kiao. I sent for Goten so that I could have a sparring partner."

Kiao finally turned his attention to the Princess. "It is my business when the third class piece of
shit is alone with my mate." He growled.

Bra snorted. "Don't talk about me as if I am your property. I've told you before, I don't care
what deal my father has made with you. I'll never be your mate. Do not forget your place,
Kiao." Bra said in a deadly voice. "Or you may not live much longer."

Kiao narrowed his eyes at Bra, but didn't say anything more. He turned to Goten, who had
stayed quiet the entire time. Inside Goten was fuming at Kiao's words. He wanted to choke
the bastard to death, but he knew his place, which was nowhere.

"We'll just have to see what the King has to say about you æspontaneity', third class. And if I
ever catch you near my mate again, I won't hesitate to end your miserable existence."

Goten smirked at him. He knew that Kiao could not do anything to him. It was true that he
outranked him, but he was under Trunks' protection. He had no right to do anything without
consulting Trunks first and Goten knew the Prince would not dispose of him for sparring with
his sister. Kiao knew it too, so his threat was a hollow one. Although, dealing with the King
was an entirely different matter.

Kiao growled and existed the room, waving over hhoulhoulder for Goten to follow him. Goten
took on last look at Bra, who was standing with her feet apart and arms crossed over her
chest, an angry scowl on her pretty face. She looked over to him and gave him a coy smile.

"I'll see you later." She purred. The foul mood she was in earlier gone now.

Goten smiled, then took off to catch up to the commander. Bra watched him go til the door
slide shut behind him, then she sighed and ran a hand through her messy blue hair. Things were
going to get a lot more interesting around the palace now that she had Goten. She had every
intention of spending every available moment with him. Now all she had to do was figure out a
way to do that . . .

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Trunks sighed tiredly as he entered his room. It'd been yet another long day arguing with his
father and other members of the council. He was all but sick and tired of them trying to tell him
how to run things. True, he wasn't king yet, but he would be soon and he wanted to start
running things his way. His father was sure that he was going to screw something up and that
was the main reason that he was mad. He really needed to get rid of the old man, but just
couldn't bring himself to do it. He was, after all, his father. The man who raised him and taught
him everything he knew. The thought of killing him just to take over the empire sickened.
V.
Vegeta, of course, blamed this on his mother and her weak genes.

He had never given much thought to it before, though he had always known what he had to
do. It wasn't until recently, with the deadline fast approaching, that he realized it in full clarity.
He had to murder his father, in front of everyone. The date was set for his sister's birthday. A
two-day celebration starting off with Bra's marriage ceremony and ending the next day with
his father's death and Trunks' rise to power.

Perhaps he was weak. He didn't doubt his ability to run the empire better than his father had.
He doubted his ability to kill the old bastard when the time came. This was causing him to
come up with reasons to move D-day down. Another reason that he and the council were
arguing. They wanted things to go smoothly and as quick as possible. He knew his father was
disappointed in him, but he didn't say much on the subject, only cursed his mother for it.

Trunks sighed again and moved to the bedroom. He didn't want to think about such things
now. All he really wanted was to bury his troubles in the mindless passion that his mate
brought. Something that he hadn't had the uninterrupted pleasure of doing since his son was
born. He only hoped that the brat would sleep through the night this one time.

When he reached the bedroom, he was a little surprised to find his mate laying there waiting
for him; without their child curled up next to her. Trunks really did think that she coddled the
boy too much, but he wasn't going to complain right now.

Pan smiled seductively. "I've been waiting for you." She purred, rising from the laying position
to sit and greet him.

Trunks grinned and quickly disrobed. In the blink of an eye, he was in the bed, wrapping his
large arms around her tiny frame. Pan giggled as he crushed her to him and buried his nose in
her hair, inhaling the sweet scent. She managed to break out of his bone crushing hold to wrap
her arms around his neck and bring his mouth down to hers for a breathtaking kiss. She
moaned into his mouth as his tongue explored hers.

They finally broke apart for air, both panting heavily. "Pan . . . " Trunks murmured, his mouth
now devouring her neck in kisses while his hands roamed over her now curvy form. After
having the baby, her once sleek body now had curves, no matter how much she trained, and
Trunks found himself loving them. Pan moaned and arched up to him and buried her hands in
his hair.

Trunks laid Pan back against the soft pillows on the bed and found her mouth with his for
another searing kiss as he positioned himself to enter her. Just as the two bodies were going to
join, a loud, shrill screech rang through the room. Pan immediately tensed, her legs almost
crushing Trunks as they reflexively snapped closed. Pan sighed wearily and began to sit up to
go and retrieve her child.

Trunks blinked a few times in a confused manner at the sudden change in his mate as he was
pushed off of her. His once warm and inviting mate was suddenly cold and un-welcoming. The
crying in the next room only grew louder as his demands were not immediately taken care of.
Trunks suddenly felt like doing the same.

Pan moved to get off the bed when her arm was grabbed and she was forced back. She
turned to see an almost desperate look in Trunks eyes. She growled and tried to yank her arm
out of his grasp, but he held firm. He pulled her back against his body and began to nuzzle her
neck, trying to get back in the mood.

"Where do you think your going?" Trunks questioned in a husky voice.

Pan sighed. "Our son is calling me. I have to take care of him." She said trying not to be pulled
back in.

"Let the servants take care of him. That's what they are there for." Trunks purred as he began
to massage one of her full breasts.

Pan winced and pulled away from him. Her breasts were painfully full, signaling that it was
indeed time to feed her son. "There are no servants. I told them that I would be taking care of
him by myself."

Trunks didn't let up and tried to pull her back again. The crying in the next room grew in
intensity. "Then let him cry." Trunks growled beginning to become frustrated.

"No!" Pan protested, trying to his his hand off of her arm. "He needs to be taken care of."

"Damn it, Pan," Trunks cried, "What about me? I need to be taken care of too."



"You can wait." Pan growled, glaring at him. "My son needs me."

Trunks met her cool gaze with his own. Thoughts of sex were all but forgotten in their little
staring match. Now all he wanted to do was prove his place with her.

"By law on Vegetasei, that boy is not your son. He is mine and I will say how he will be
raised." Trunks said angrily. "And you are just a woman and you will listen to what I say." He
finished with a growl, satisfied that he'd gotten his point across.

He soon found that to be the wrong thing to say to this particular woman. He saw Pan's eyes
go wide with shock then the next thing he knew her fist was embedded in his face. In his
shock he let go of her arm and tumbled backward off the bed to land on his head. He fell
over, landing on his back in time to see Pan get up and disappear into the nursery.

Trunks laid there for a second, too stunned to move. Then, slowly, he got up and sat down on
the bed. He'd somehow forgotten that he hadn't married a submissive woman and probably
wouldn't be making the same mistake twice. The howling in the next room stopped and a few
minutes later Pan returned, son in tow.

Pan gave Trunks a smug look as she sat back against the pillows. Baby Vegeta was now as
happy as could be, cooing and giggling as Pan prepared to feed him. Trunks glared at the boy
as he turned his bright blue eyes toward him and gave him a toothless grin that Trunks swore
was mocking. He gave a yip of shock as he swore the boy stuck his tongue out at him before
turning to be fed. Trunks growled, when exactly had he turned from something to be feared to
something to laugh at?

Pan sighed content as her son began to feed himself. She smiled down at the boy as lis little,
fuzzy brown tail wrapped itself around her arm and he started purring softly. Trunks watched
with jealous eyes as his son suckled on the object of his desires. Pan looked up at him and
smiled, but he could only frown as his frustrations hit a new level.

Trunks got off the bed and started putting his training suit on. His body needed release and
since it was obvious that Pan wasn't going to be giving that to him now, he'd find it in beating
the crap out of someone. Pan watched Trunks with amused eyes as he stalked around the
room getting dressed. She didn't say anything to him though, she was still pissed about his
earlier comment.

Finally dressed, he turned to give one last baleful glare at the infant that had stolen his mate
from him before stalking out of the room to find Goten and vent some of his frustrations.

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"Shit," Goten whispered breathlessly followed by a long moan as Bra moved down on him to
grind their hips together.

Bra watched him through half-lidded eyes as she began to move over him again. She gasped
then moaned loudly, tossing her head back as his hands found her hips and slammed them
down on him. Goten growled and flipped her onto her back so that he could have more troltrol. The only sounds in the room where that of heavy breathing and panting from its two occupants.

Goten repositioned Bra to move her legs up over his shoulders so that he could move deeper
within her. Bra moaned out loud as the feelings of pleasure grew in intensity. She wrapped her
legs tighter around Goten's thick neck in a straggle hold as she felt herself cresting. The wave
of ecstacy came crashing down on her hard and she fisted her hands into the sheets as she
cried out her pleasure.

Goten felt her walls tighten around him and couldn't hold back any longer. He opened his
mouth in a silent moan as all the air in his lungs were gone due to Bra's hold on his neck. Spots
dance before his eyes and he thought he was going to pass out before her legs slowly
loosened and then dropped from their perch. Goten collapsed onto Bra and gratefully sucked
air into his starved lungs.

He trembled above her from the fierceness of his climax as the two of them lay panting out the
exhaustion. After he regained some strength, he rolled off of her and sighed.

"Sweet Kami!" Goten cried, still slightly out of breath. "We're not doing that again. You could
have killed me."

Bra giggled beside him and rolled onto her side to look at him. One hand went to his sweety
chest to trace the curve of the muscles there. "You said that last time." She said softly, with
some amusement in her voice. "I'm beginning to think you like it, you masochist."

Goten grunted and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her to his side. Bra sighed and
snuggled closer to him. It'd been about a week since their last encounter and this was the first
time that they'd managed to get together. It was late at night and Bra had snuck out of her
room to be with him. She was beginning to enjoy the thrill of sneaking around to see him. It
added an element of excitement to their relationship.

"Soon we will be together always." Bra murmured.

"How?" Goten said a little sadly.

"Simple." Bra said as if she was talking to a child. "I'm going to kill Kiao as soon as my
brother takes the throne. He won't care who I choose as a mate after that and besides, he
likes you."

"Bra," Goten said tersely. "You are aware that he moved the date down. Now he's going to
wait until his son is older, for some reason. Why don't you just kill him now?"

"If I kill Kiao now, then daddy will just find someone else for me to marry. And unlike my
brother and my father, I don't enjoying killing tons of innocent people just because they an
mn
my way. Hmm, maybe we should just leave." Bra said.

"Leave? Vegetasei?" Goten questioned, shocked.

"Yeah, go and find another peaceful planet to live on, far away from here. Somewhere where
no one would ever think to look for us. I bet if my mother's planet was still around we d
ld
live in peace there." She said with a faraway look in her eyes.

"Your mother's planet?" Goten once again questioned, lost on the subject.

"Yeah, my mom was an alien. Her planet was purged when she was young and she came here
to live, met my father, turned into a sayain and had my brother and me." Bra said simply.

"Oh." Goten said completely lost now. He didn't ask any more questions on the subject. He
got the feeling that he wouldn't understand answanswers anyway. "How about we take a bath?"
He asked instead.

Bra nodded her head in agreement and they got up and went into the bathing chambers.
Goten's bath wasn't nearly as large or as nice as hers, but it suited its purposes just fine. Goten
drew a hot bath and the two got in. Bra swam over to Goten and straddled his lap and began
to kiss him deeply. He moaned and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to his
body. His hands roamed over her body, down her back to cup her buttocks and lift her higher
on his lap.

They broke apart when the need for oxygen became great and they looked lovingly into each
other's eyes. He raised a hand out of the water and brushed a few stray hairs out of her face.
He grinned at her. "I almost forgot what a nympho you are." He said.

Bra laughed and slid off his lap, much to Goten's disappointment. "Wash my back." She ordered.

"Yes, Princess." Goten said obediy, gy, giving her a salute.

Bra laughed again and went to the edge of the tub and leaned her head on it. Goten came up
behind her with a sponge and began to slowly rub it across her back. She sighed happily and
closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling.

"You know," Goten said, "we really have to stop meeting like this. Maybe we should leave so
we can be together. How do you know that your father doesn't already know that you're here?"

"If daddy knew that I was here, then he'd already be here, beating the shit out of you." Bra
answered with her eyes still closed.

Both suddenly froze as their sensitive hearing picked up something outside of the room. Bra
turned to Goten with wide, fear-filled eyes. His eyes matched her own as they listened to
someone fumble with the code to Goten's room. The only people that had codes to his room
were Goten and the royal family, who had access to all rooms in the palace.

"Shit!" They both said in union. Goten immediately backed away from Bra, then jumped out of
the bath all together. Grabbing a nearby towel, he ran from the bathing chamber to meet
whoever was coming in. Bra watched him go, then began to look around for a way out. The
only way out of the bathroom was through the main room and that was where the person was
entering. She sank low into the tub, paralyzed with fear of what might happen.

Goten ran into the main room just as the person was coming in. He was terrified that it would
be the King or someone come to drag him to the King. He didn't relax any when he saw a
very pissed off Trunks enter his room. He stared at Trunks, trembling, waiting for him to say
or do something.

Trunks stared at Goten still silently ranting in his head, too pissed off to do much else or notice
anything out of the ordinary. Though, he did notice that Goten was trembling slightly. He wrote
it off that he'd spooked him by coming in the way he had, this late at night.

"What the hell is your problem?" Trunks question harshly when he noticed that Goten hadn't
relaxed at all.

"N-nothing." Goten said, trying to keep his voice from wavering. He gave a nervous laugh and
his hand went behind his head to rub his neck.

Trunks gave hiird ird looks for a moment longer before shaking his head and turning to
leave. "Meet me in the training room." He called over his shoulder as he walked out the do



Goten stood there for a few minutes after Trunks left, dumbfounded as to what that was all
about. He let out a relieved sigh that he hadn't been there to kill him for sleeping with his sister.
Slowly and unsurely, he turned and went back to his bathroom.

When he walked into the room, he couldn't find Bra anywhere. "Bra?" He called out softly,
afraid that Trunks would come back and hear him. No reply came back, so he began looking
for her. He walked over to the tub and peerver ver the side. He couldn't see anything in the
water as Bra had, at some point, add bubbles to the entire thing. Just as he was about to go
and look somewhere else, a blue head popped up from under the surface. He jumped back in
surprise, slipping on the water on the floor and falling on his ass.

Two frightened blue eyes looked frantically around the room, as if searching for the royal
guard or her father to pop out of some hiding spot. She rose out of the water and went to help
Goten up.

"Who was it?" She asked, still scared.


t wat was Trunks. He seemed pissed off about something. Though, I don't think he knew you
were here. He told me to meet him in the training room then walked out." Goten answered.

"What?!" Bra said, blue eyes wide with shock.

Goten just shrugged his shoulders. "That's what he said. I'd better go before he decides to
come back."

Bra agreed and the two went back into the bedroom and got dressed. After dressing they
went to the main door and Goten opened it and peered outside, checking for anyone in the
area. Satisfied that no one was around, he kissed her.

"I'll see you soon." He whispered.

Bra nodded and took one last look around before disappearing down the hall, moving to fast
for anyone to see. Goten shut the door, then went to the passage in his room that led to the
main training facilities and left to meet Trunks.

Bra reappeared a little way down the hall from Goten's room. She nervously looked around,
then began walking at a normal pace. She turned a corner and ran into a passing guard.
Surprised, the two just looked at each other, before the guard came to his senses and
dropped to one knee.

"I-I'm sorry, Princess. I didn't see you." He said humbly.

Bra also came to her senses and flipped her hair over her shoulder. "Well," She said in a
snotty voice. "You should watch where I'm going next time."

With that she took off down the hall, desperately wanting to get to her room before she ran
into someone els


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Vegeta watched as his daughter pranced around the room. She'd been in a much better mood
these last couple of weeks and he was starting to get suspicious. The two hadn't fought about
anything and that in itself was unusual. They never agreed on anything, but lately it seemed that
she was just too happy to disagree. Even Kiao's presents didn't unnerve her the way it used
to. Though, she wasn't treating him any better than before. So it didn't have anything to do
with him.

VegeVegeta narrowed his eyes in thought. Something had changed. He berated himself for not
paying closer attention to her, but he'd been too busy lately with all the preparations for the
upcoming ceremony. Something was going on with her. He had the gut feeling that, that
something had to do with the third class baka that his son had brought home.

This thought made the hair on his arm stand straight and his blood boil. The idea that she
would associate herself with such a low class individual sickened him. The fact that Trunks
did, didn't please him at all either. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

Her spirits seemed to have magically lifted soon after Kiao found Goten in Bra's private
training room. He'd spent three days in the tanks after that stunt. Now Vegeta was wishing
that he'd killed the little bastard. He had no proof, but something inside of him, some fatherly
intuition, told him that was what was going on. His daughter and a third class.

He would never let such a thing come to pass. It would shame and humiliate the entire family.
It was bad enough that Trunks had married Pan, who herself was a complete disgrace. He
should have never aloud it. It was a bad influence. It let others think that they too could break
the chaste code and mate outside of their class. Rank and class were the only important things
that really mattered on this planet. He would die before he let his daughter defile herself in
such a way.

Vegeta wasn't stupid. He'd learned long ago to listen to his gut instincts. It kept him out of
trouble and he wasn't about to ignore them now. He could just go and kill the brat now, but he
wanted to know beyond a shadow of a doubt that she was with him. Then he could think up
the proper punishment for her. Then he would kill him.

Vegeta looked to his side as the commander came up to him and gave his report on the new
troops. He only half listened as Kiao droned on about something he'd never given a care
about in the first place. He was still deep in thought about his daughter.

When Kiao finished, he turned to look at him, a devious smirk on his lips. He'd come up with
a plan. "Kiao," He started, "have you noticed a change in my daughter?"

"Yes." Kiao answered, while looking over at the girl in question who was now talking to Pan.

Vegeta nodded his head. "Yes, something is up with her and I want you to find out just what it
is. She is, after all, your future mate. If you do everything correctly."

Kiao didn't take his eyes off of Bra. He'd noticed a change in manner too and was also
curious as to what it could be. Their wedding date was fast approaching and he silently
wondered to himself if it was because she had finally resigned herself to her fate, but he didn't
thio. Ho. He nodded his head, acknowledging that he understood what the King wanted him
to do.

"Good." Said Vegeta. "I will be leaving with Trunks and Pan in a few days to christen their
son. Bra is supposed to attend, but I am going to make her stay. We will be gone for two
days. When I come back, I want a full report. And you better find something out." He finished
with the threat.

Kiao once again nodded his understanding. With that Vegeta left to attend to more pressing
matters. Kiao stood watching the Princess intently for a few more minutes. On the other side
of the room, Bra felt eyes on her and turned to see Kiao staring at her. She frowned at him,
but he didn't flinch. A little unnerved, she turned and left.

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Bra waved to her family as they took to the sky. She tried to look disappointed, but in truth
she couldn't have been happier at the thought of being in the palace without them. Even better
then that, was that Kiao was also gone. She hadn't seen hide nor hair of his ugly ass in days. It
was just her and Goten for two whole days. The guards were still there of course, but she
didn't plan on leaving her room and while her father was away the royal wing was to be
completely empty. She didn't stop to question her father's motives at leaving her alone; she
was too happy.

As soon as they were out of sight she ran back into the palace and to her room to prepare for
later that night when Goten would join her. He was supposed to spend this time back in his
village, but he was coming back late in the night to be with her. They'd spend the entire time
together, with no interruptions.

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The night came quickly and soon Goten was knocking on her window. Almost bursting with
excitement like a small child, she let him in and the two immediately embraced and shared a
passionate kiss. A few moments later, they parted for air.

Goten looked around and let out a low whistle at the sheer grandeur of Bra's room. It was the
first time he'd been in here and was awed at the size and luxury of it. Comfy looking pillows
and seats adorned the front room. Along with beautiful fresh-cut flowers of all colors making
the air smell sweet. He could see that she had no doors separating the rooms and he could see
all of them. She had lit candles all around the room that were burning slowly and dripping
multicolored wax. They were the only light in the place and they made shadows dance along
the walls. He'd never seen anything like it before.

Bra smiled at the look on Goten's face. She had hoped he'd be impressed with what she's
done. She took his hand in hers, snapping hrom rom his thoughts and led him to the bedroom,
where she had everything set up. He followed her wordlessly. When the reached the room, he
saw that she had set up food and drinks. They sat together on the floor, against some soft
pillows set there, in front of a small table set with the meal.

"Bra," Goten whispered to her. "This is . . . " He trailed off, not sure how to describe it all.

"This is to us." Bra whispered back.

Her hand cupped his face and turned it to her. Their lips met and they shared a deep,
emotion-filled kiss. Goten's hands went to Bra's soft blue hair and he tangled them in it, leaning
her back against the pillows to deepen the kiss. Slowly the parted and looked into each others
eyes. Both knew what they needed from the other and leisurely they began to undress each other.

Once completely undress, Goten sat back to admire the beautiful figure before him. He let his
dark eyes roam from her own soft blue ones, filled with love and desire, down to her full
breast, to the curve of her hips, and all the way down to her perfect little toes. He leaned back
to her and one of his hands cupped her chin while his thumb slowly caressed her flushed cheek.

"You're beautiful." He said softly, leaning into her so that their lips were barely touching.

Ever so gently, he pressed his lips to hers for a soft kiss. Not one filled with lust or desire, but
one filled with all that he felt for her. He let his hand drop from her jaw to delicately slide
down her neck and to her pert bosom, where he gently caressed them. His other hand moved
along her body, not leaving one spot untouched.

Bra whimpered under his ministrations and let her own hands wonder over his muscular body.
His skin felt like silk while the muscles underneath felt like steel. It was an intoxicating
combination that she couldn't get enough of. Goten broke the kiss, only to have his mouth go
straight to her long neck to bestow attention there. She rolled her head to the side to give him
better access.

Almost without her knowing it, he laid her back against the pillows. His mouth left her neck to
trail down to her breast where he teased one after another to attention. Finished there, he
made his way back up to her mouth were their lips locked again.

Goten brought his hands down her sides. Softly stroked them til he made his way to her hips
and then to to her thighs, where he lifted her legs and wrapped them around his waist. The
kiss ended and once again hund und himself looking into twin pools of blue. His hand came up
to her face and he caressed her cheek while looking deeply into her eyes. He saw everything
that he felt for her mirrored there and it made his heart soar.

He lowered his mouth to her neck as he slowly entered her. Finding his mark, he bit down,
drawing blood and reafing ing that she was his. Bra gasped in pleasure at the simultaneous
sensations, her hands fisting in his wild hair. After a few moments of lapping up the sweet
blood he stopped and looked up at her. Holding still inside of her, he watched her chest heave
with her excitement until she opened her eyes and looked at him.

He ran a thumb over the wound on her neck, drawing a shiver from her. "I love you, Bra." He
whispered against her lips. "You have always and will always be mine."

He didn't give her a chance to respond as his lips once again sought hers and he began to
move inside of her.

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Kiao watched in rage as the two made love. His blood boiled and every fiber in his body told
him to go and avenge his honor by killing them both. Every moan and gasp for breath that left
her served to send another cold dagger of hate into him.

He couldn't believe his eyes when the worthless third class showed up to her room. But now,
watching them as they were made him want to explode. It disgusted him to see the Princess,
someone of such high breeding, of royal class, his betrothed mate, with someone as bottom of
the barrel as a third class.

He took a step closer on impulse, wanting to end the atrocity taking place before him, but he
stopped himself. The King would want to know about this, but he needed to punish them
himself. Slowly, he stepped back into the shadows and out of the room as a perfectly devious
plan formed in his mind.

Yes, he would kill Goten and have his revenge with the Princess.

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Sorry that took so long. I have a million reasons as to why I haven't updated lately, but lets
just boil it down to the frantic holiday season. Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Next one
soon~don't forget to review, please. necco418@yahoo.com

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