Bra stepped out of the shower and into her bedroom. She slipped a silk robe over her nude form and sat in front of her vanity, brushing her long, blue hair. The house was almost completely silent, except for the occasional moan coming from Trunks' room. He and Maron had gotten back together on New Year's Eve, only a few days ago. With their parents gone, the two of them have been at it nonstop.

Bra tried to concentrate on something else, but the squeaking bed and heavy breathing was only getting louder. She sighed, setting the brush down and cupped her face in her hands. The sounds of their lovemaking only served to remind her of the passionate night she shared with Goten so long ago. One night so intense, she still trembled with the memory of it.

She had known at the time that nothing would come from it, but when she woke in her bed alone the next day, her heart broke. Granted, they had both been drunk when it happened, but she thought she had felt something more from him. Alone and confused the next day, she knew it would not have happened if he hadn't been drunk. But it had happened and Bra had no regrets. She loved Goten, even if he didn't return her feelings.

They avoided each other for almost a month afterwards. Neither knew what to say to the other. It wasn't until they were left in the car alone while Trunks went into the store, did they actually talk about it. He apologized to her for not having enough control to stop himself, even though she was the one who seduced him. She wanted to tell him everything she felt, but couldn't. Not after seeing the troubled look on his face. He was bothered by what they had done. It hurt her to know that he saw it as a mistake, when she saw it as so much more. She didn't say anything, never told a soul. No one knew she would do it again if given the chance.

One more night with him. She would give anything for one more passion filled night before she left. Something she could take with her to America when she left tomorrow. She would be gone for six months on a student exchange program. One more night was all she wanted.

Maron was screaming now and she could even hear Trunks moaning. Bra made a disgusted face and stood to leave her room, suddenly wanting something to eat. Anything would be better than listening to them. She made her way down the stairs, wary of being in the mansion by herself at night. Pan was supposed to be here with her, but she had taken off to her boyfriend's house for the night. She laughed, remembering Goten's reaction. He had been less than pleased knowing his niece was probably being banged by some guy. Even Trunks seemed to get a little jealous. He was so used to Pan being all over him.

Goten. He was out on a date with some girl, probably engaged in the same activities. It seemed she was the only one left out. When she reached the kitchen, she realized that the noise was worse here, Trunks' room being above it. It sounded as if they were going to come through the floor. Bra groaned and opened the refrigerator door and began the search for something good to eat.

Goten groaned and rolled over in his bed. He'd been back from his less-than-great date for almost an hour now and has since been trying to sleep, which was impossible with Trunks and Maron going at it in the next room. They just wouldn't stop! He decided to get up and get something to eat. Food and sex, it was all the same. It had something to do with oral fixation, Goten thought, but then again Freud was a pervert.

He stopped when he got to the kitchen and saw her. She was bent over with her head stuck inside the fridge. Obviously, she had the same idea as he had. The little robe she was wearing was practically see through and left little to the imagination. He caught himself checking her out and thought it might be best if he went back up stairs. He didn't trust himself to be alone with her anymore. Not after what happened two months ago. He shivered in remembrance and was just about to turn and go up stairs when she noticed him.

"Oh, hey Goten. I didn't know you were here." She said, trying to sound casual.

"Yeah." He said, then laughed.

They stood staring at each other for a few tense minutes, both not knowing what to say. The only sounds were the banging of the headboard and Maron's screams coming from above them. Goten thought for second that Trunks was actually trying to kill her, from the sounds of it. He noticed that Bra was looking him up and down and blushed when he realized that he was still in his boxers.

"Want some cake." She said quickly.

He nodded his head and sat down. She sat down next to him and set a large piece of chocolate cake in front of them. He tried to concentrate on the food in front of him and not the nearness of her body with little success. He could smell her, fresh from the shower and it was driving him crazy. The sounds from Trunks' room didn't help the situation at all either. All he could think about at that moment was the night they shared. He hadn't been quite right around her since.

They ate in silence. The noise from above them died down after a bit and Goten sighed in relief. He didn't know how much more he could take of that. Before the thought was even finished, they started back up again. Goten groaned and slammed his head against the table, making Bra laugh. He laughed with her.

"I'm not going to be able to sleep with them going at it all night." He said while laughing.

"Yeah." Bra said, "But who said anything about sleeping?" Goten caught a mischievous gleam in her eyes. It was the same look she'd given him that night.

Goten stopped laughing and looked at her. He was caught in the blue oceans that were her eyes and couldn't look away. They stared at each other for a long moment and he watched in fascination as her eyes turned to a dark, smoldering hue as flames of desire leapt into her eyes. He found that he couldn't look away as she began to lean in closer to him. His thoughts changed to how passionate she'd been that night and he jumped when he felt her silky, smooth leg brush against his.

Bra watched Goten intently as she felt his body heat rise. He was thinking about her as she was thinking about him and she wondered if she could actually have a chance to have him again. She placed her hand on his thigh and squeezed gently. She watched in delight as he closed his eyes for a brief second. He wanted her right now. Even if he tried to hide it, she could see it all over his face. She knew if she didn't move now she'd lose this chance, so she climbed on top of him and straddled his hips.

Goten gulped nervously as she climbed on top of him. He could say nothing to stop her as her mouth began a hot assault on his neck and her hands began to roam over his chest. Images began to flash in his head of all the things she could do to him and he let out a low moan. He could feel her wetness on him and felt himself beginning to become aroused as he realized she had nothing on under her robe. He was paralyzed to his chair as Bra continued to excite him. He looked to his left as the little devil of his conscience appeared on his shoulder.

"Hey," the little devil guy said. "What are you waiting for? She's all over you. You know she was the best you ever had. Get you a piece of that fine ass! You know you want it."

He leaned his head to the side to consider what the little devil said and allowed Bra better access to his neck. He couldn't dispute the fact that she was really good in bed, even for her first time. He waited a minute for the little angle of his conscience to appear and tell him of all the reasons he shouldn't do this.

"Heh, if you're waiting for that pussy angle guy, he won't be showing up. I kicked his ass. æCause you know, there ain't nothing wrong with a little bump n grind." The little devil guy said with an almost audible smirk.

Goten raised his eyebrows in shock as he found he couldn't dispute that fact either. What was wrong with having a little fun? She was more than willing. He felt his hands, on almost their own accord, reach up and begin to caress her back through the silk fabric of her robe. Bra moaned at the contact and Goten stiffened more.

"Yeah!" The little devil guy cheered. "There are no consequences to havin' fun, my man. So enjoy yourself." With that, the little devil disappeared.

Goten leaned Bra back and slid open the top of her robe to reveal her creamy white breast. Just as he thought, nothing on underneath. He leaned his head down and nuzzled his face in the valley of her breast. She moaned and clenched her hands into his hair as he began to gently suck on them.

Bra was turned on past her imagination when she got no resistance from him and wanted little to do with foreplay. She'd waited two months to have him again and wanted to waste no time in getting what she wanted. She pushed herself back up and positioned herself over his now exposed and erect manhood. She looked into his eyes, trying to express all that she couldn't say as she slid down on him. She sighed in ecstasy as he filled her completely and started rocking on him.

Goten sighed with her as he felt her tightness surround him. He leaned his head back on the chair and closed his eyes, loving the feel of her riding him. He placed his hands on her hips to move her faster over him. They worked themselves into a frenzy and soon both were grunting and groan out their pleasure, drowning out the noise above them.

Bra dug her nails into Goten's back as her orgasm tore through her. She fell forward on him, tired from her exertions. Goten cupped his hands under her butt and picked her up. He stood, trying to find a place where he could take over control. They stumbled a bit and fell against the refrigerator, where he promptly began to push into her.

Bra fell back against the door, enjoying the feel of the cool metal against her burning skin. It was better than she could have imagined. He took her with such force that she found she could hardly breathe and she loved every minute of it. It was mind blowing, the way he wanted her. She had never known it could be so good. Each thrust sent bolts of electricity scorching through her body. She wrapped her legs around his waist and buried her hands in the dark tangles of his hair.

Goten ravished her neck and shoulders while he shoved himself inside of her, trying to reach his peak. The refrigerator groaned under the immense pressure being put on it. The wall and floor cracked as he pushed harder into her. He pushed against Bra with all his might as he came and part of the floor under the fridge finally gave way, causing it to lean precariously to the side.

He kissed her hard as he pulled her away from the now broken refrigerator and set her on a nearby counter top. He left her mouth and began a trail of searing hot kisses down her body until he got to the juncture between her legs. He looked up at her, giving her a wicked smirk, then preceded to bury his face in her. Bra opened her mouth to give some sound of affirmation to the pleasure he was giving her, but nothing would come out. Her throat was raw and she suffered in silent agony as he continued his sweet torture.

Goten looked up at her when he heard no sound and saw her eyes clenched tightly shut and her mouth open with nothing coming out. He smirked widely at the thought of being able to render her speechless and continued until she bucked her hips against his mouth in the throes of an oncoming orgasm. Just before she reached the edge he withdrew, making Bra mad. She grabbed a handful of hair and raised him to eye level, giving him a very unhappy look.

Goten laughed and kissed her while picking her up and attempting to carry her to his room, where he planned on continuing their fun. They didn't get very far before he tripped over the chair that had been knocked over earlier, sending them tumbling to the floor. They laughed for a minute, then Goten crawled over to her, wanting to take her right then and there. Seeing her sprawled out across the floor made him damn the room. He didn't think he could wait that long.

Bra saw the look in his eyes and got other ideas. She was tired of the cold, hard kitchen and wanted a warm, soft bed to finish in. When he came close enough, she planted a foot into his chest, kicking him off. Then she turned and crawled away from him as fast as she could, trying to get to the stairs. Goten became erotically aroused at this and took off after her. He caught her half way up the stairs and slammed into her from behind, making her cry out. He held her still as he pumped into her and ground his teeth together at how tight she was from this angle. Bra dug her nails into the carpet, almost ripping it from the stair, as he dove into her from behind. Each powerful thrust sent her careening closer and closer to another climax.

Goten held onto her for dear life. He had never felt so lost in mindless passion as he did right now. The sound of Bra's voice moaning his name over and over again only strived to make him work harder. He wanted to hear that beautiful voice scream his name in ecstacy. He was only vaguely aware that he was moaning with her and thought for a second that Trunks could probably hear them.

This brought him back to reality like a cold, hard smack in his face. If Trunks caught him like this with his little sister, he was as good as dead. He stopped abruptly, earning a frustrated growl from Bra. She opened her mouth to say something, but Goten quickly clamped a hand over it. He stayed still for a couple of seconds, listening for any signs that Trunks had heard them. Nothing. The entire house was silent, meaning Trunks and Maron have probably passed out. Goten knew that the threat of death couldn't even wake his best friend from his peaceful after-sex slumber.

Goten stood, grabbed Bra and they raced the rest of the way up the stairs. They stumbled into the first guest bedroom he could find, far away from Trunks' room. He shut and locked the door, then made his way to the bed, where she lay waiting for him.

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Goten woke feeling more exhausted and wore out than he ever remembered feeling in his entire life. Images of the wild night he'd had came rushing back to him and he grinned. He rolled over and reached for her, but found nothing but empty space. He couldn't help but to feel a little disappointed at her being gone. He knew that her not being there was for the best though, Vegeta was supposed to be home today.

He got up and headed to the shower in his room, thankful that all most all the rooms in CC had their own bathrooms. He did not want to risk the chance of running into Vegeta or Trunks still smelling like Bra. He was sure if he did, he would never walk again. He turned the shower on and got in.

The warm water stung his tender back. Bra had dug her sharp little nails into his back last night repeatedly, splitting it open with the ease of a meat clever. He'd definitely have to remember not to take his shirt off until the wounds healed. He smirked. Last night had to have been the most erotic time he'd ever had. Bra had been a sensuous little hell cat. He just couldn't seem to get enough of her and he'd never been like that before.

Something had changed last night though. At some point it had gone from mind-numbing sex to passionate lovemaking. That thought kind of scared Goten. He'd only made love to one other person and that was Paris. He knew though, that by the end of the night, that was exactly what they were doing. He could remember holding her close, whispering sweet-nothings in her ear as she did the same. It had been slow and gentle, their kisses sweet and tender. It had been magnificent, unlike anything he'd ever experienced before.

Another thing that scared him to death was the clear and vivid memory of her saying æI love you'. As if that wasn't bad enough, he said it back to her. He didn't know if she really meant it or was just caught up in the moment like he was. At least he thought he had been. Goten was very confused about that. Of course he loved Bra, but like a sister. Not that they were doing things a brother and sister should. Maybe . . . he distinctly remembered falling asleep with her in his arms and thinking that it felt right. She seemed to meld to his body like she belonged there and he had never been so content in all his life. He'd have to think about this one. He knew that he could only love one girl and he believed that person to be Paris, even if they weren't together right now. She'd be back. Besides Bra was only 16, she couldn't possibly know what love is. Of course, he should have thought about that before they did what they did.

He would have to talk to her about this and he wasn't going to wait another month to do so. He then wondered where Bra was and how she was doing. He hadn't exactly been gentle last night, not that she couldn't handle it, but if he woke up sore then she had to have been hurting. He never imaged someone so young could have so much passion inside them. She'd given him every ounce of it and it had been amazing.

The thought of her sent tingles through his body and he found himself becoming aroused. He shook his head and turned the water on cold. He'd never been like this before. It was like he was in high school all over again! The thought of any girl had never turned him on like this before. Of course, no other girl had ever done things to him like she did, never made him think the way he was thinking.

He got out of the shower, got dressed and decided to find her. Things couldn't keep going on like this, she was far too young for him. Where the hell had his mind been when he'd taken her last night? How could one woman make him go mad with desire the way he had? These were questions he didn't care to find answers to. He decided that it would never happen again, but hadn't he decided that the first time? He would find her and talk to her and put an end to this. If he didn't, someone was going to end up hurt and that was the last thing he wanted to do to her.

Goten left the room and went down stairs. Just as he got to the bottom of the stairs the front door opened and in walked Bulma and Vegeta followed by Maron, Trunks and Pan. He was confused for a moment that Bra wasn't with them. Bulma seemed to have been crying so he decided to ask what was wrong.

"Hey Bulma-san, what's wrong?" He asked in his cheerful Son voice.

Bulma smiled at him and said, "Oh, my little girl is all grown up and taking off on her own."

For a minute Goten was afraid that they knew what went on, but that didn't make any sense to what she just said. Trunks must have seen the confused look on his face because he spoke up.

"Bra left for the States today. Mom is just all teary eyed over that." He said in a bored tone, then he smirked. "I, on the other hand, am very glad she is gone. Now I don't have to put up with her shit for six months. Ahh, peace and quiet."

This made Goten very confused. Bra was gone? How come he didn't know about this? He was over here almost every day, how could something like that escape him? He had been avoiding her for a while too, so that could be part of it.

Pan saw that he was still confused and added, "If you paid any attention to what went on around you, then you would have known." Then, for some reason she gave Trunks a dirty look and said, "I'm going home." Then she left through the door she came in and took to the sky. Maron watched her for a moment, then without a word took off after her.

That little exchange only made Goten more confused, he'd have to remember to ask Trunks about it later, since he was sure that he knew something. Vegeta left to go to the gravity room as he always did and Trunks and Goten followed Bulma into the kitchen. As Goten reached the kitchen, he was flooded with the memories of last night. He wasn't sure he was going to be able to go into the room again without getting a hard-on.

Bulma was the first in and upon seeing the destruction to it screamed. The boys walked in behind her and Goten froze. They never cleaned up the mess they made last night. He, like the rest of them, took in the destruction with wide eyes. He had no idea that all of this had happened. The refrigerator was leaning on it's side and humming sickly. There was a large hole underneath it and there was a large crack running through the floor. He could see behind the fridge that the wall was also dented in and there were spider web cracks running up and into the ceiling, where a piece of the plaster was missing. He was sure that the plaster was missing because of Trunks, but the rest of it had been his fault.

Bulma turned to the boys with murderous rage in her eyes, making both of them flinch. She turned on Trunks first. Trunks took a step back and raised his hands in defense.

"I swear, mom, I didn't do this!" He said fearfully.

"Who did this then?" She said with deadly slowness, promising the culprit pain.

"I did." Goten said softly.

Bulma immediately turned to him. "How the hell did you cause this much damage?" She yelled at him.

Goten thought quickly. "I got up last night to get something to eat and tripped and fell into the fridge, honest. I really didn't mean to." æWell,' he thought, æat least it wasn't a complete lie. I just left out that I tripped and landed inside of your daughter and preceded to fuck her against the fridge until it broke.'

Bulma looked at him through narrowed eyes and he didn't know if she bought it or not. "Tripped, my ass." She said afer a moment, crossing her arms over her chest Vegeta style. "I know you were drunk again last night Goten. And that's how this happened. Well mister, I'm going to tell your mother and then you can work off all of the damages." She declared and walked out of the room to phone his mother.

Goten watched her go a little shocked. Beside him Trunks laughed. "Ha! Man, I thought she was going to kill you. Of course I'd rather endure my mom's punishments any day than listen to your mom. Sorry man. No more chores for a while for me." Trunks chanted as he walked out of the room.

Goten shook his head. How could it be that he was almost 30 and yet he still got punished as if he were a child? æOh well,' he thought, æI'd rather have my mom yell at me for being drunk than Vegeta killing me for screwing his little princess.'

At the sound of Bulma yelling for him he walked out, his chores already underway.

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Bra sat in her comfy, first class seat as she watched the tiny island she called home disappear beneath the clouds. She sat back and got comfortable for the long flight. As she closed her eyes an image of his face appeared. She had gotten what she wanted last night and then some. There was no mistaking now how he felt about her, his actions spoke volumes.

The thoughts of his body against hers and the tender way he made love to her sent a warm feeling throughout her. Six months without seeing his face and she didn't know if she could endure. He had told her he loved her last night, but she got the feeling that it was just the situation that made him say it. No, it wasn't his words, but the way he held her afterwards. It pained her to no end to leave him that morning, but she had to. And now here she was.

She wondered what he was doing right now and what he was thinking, if he was thinking of her, if he would miss her like she would miss him. Some part of her told her that he wouldn't, that it was just as it had been the first time, but she couldn't help but to hope. Even if it was only another one night stand, she didn't care. It was more than she could have asked for and all she wanted in the world. Well, maybe not all, having him completely would be better, but she was realistic in that she knew that her chances for a relationship with him were slim to none. There was just too much that stood in their way. So she would take what she could for now.

The memory of them being together and the look in his eyes as he made love to her. Something to keep her warm at night. Something she could keep with her . . .