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Moonlight	By : Maddiesan Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 5737 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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A/N: I said I wanted to update for 2015. This sort of counts right? :)

Moonlight

Chapter 12: Giving In
"This is awkward."
Her tone was filled with sarcasm as she raised her glance to look at the people around her. Her mother was softening the dough with her hands with her brother's help. Meanwhile, Goten was filling the pies with fruits along side his own mother. Chichi came up with the great idea of bonding time. She did not know Bura very well and she wanted them to get closer now that they were going to be family. Chichi was a good mother, the leader of the household and that meant her idea of spending time together included cooking. Unfortunately, Bulma had no skills whatsoever when it came down to cooking which forced Chichi to take the lead.
Trunks did not want to join in but Bulma made him to do it after Chichi requested it. They were supposed to do this together. Goku and Vegeta did not join; they were sparring outside. They felt it was better to keep them away and nobody argued with their choice of activity. That left them all together like a happy family. Except they were not. Hence the awkwardness; nobody was speaking. Not only that, but there were underlying grudges as to what brought them together. Specifically Goten's lie that him and Bura were madly in love. It did not please everyone.
Goten and her barely got back on good term. They managed to get through the movie together and then, he returned to his own apartment. She did not see much of him since he did not come around like he used to in the past. Trunks and Goten had not gotten back their real friendship yet and an awkward silence was always present between the two of them. Like now.
"Bura," Bulma chastised.
The situation was difficult and everyone was doing the best they could. Although she did not have all the details of what transpired between Goten and Bura, she knew enough to assume it was not easy between the two of them. They were forced into this situation - all of them. This was it and now they had to deal with the consequences of the actions. She certainly did not need her daughter making it more difficult. She had a bad attitude lately and something needed to be done about that. Chichi, who usually had quite the temper, was being very welcoming of the situation. Couldn't Bura make an effort as well?
"Nobody's talking," she pointed out as she rolled the dough between her fingers. Baking. When was the last time she baked? She was not a baker.
She yelled at him, she broke down and told him he was toying with her. He saw what it did to her but it did not stop him. Nope, because he put her in that situation again. All with those fucking lies, the fucking facade. The fake playing house game they had going on.
"Why don't you and your boyfriend talk?" Trunks said, never glancing at her.
Alright even she heard the sarcasm in his voice. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"Okay, everyone takes a deep breathe," Bulma warned. She would not deal with her children fighting with each other while they had company over.
Trunks rolled his eyes but he kept his mouth shut. He did not understand why he had to be here for this. This was not about him, it was about them. He had more important things to do than baking with his friend and his friend's mother. As a matter of fact, it was his first time seeing Goten in a long time. He tried a few times but they quickly ran out of things to say and all he could think about was that his best friend was sleeping with his little sister. It was neither of their fault but it did not make it any easier. He was supposed to be okay with it. They hung out like before, they - they were not good. How were they supposed to be good?
"Goten, stop looking so unhappy," Chichi said as she glared at her son. She might not be able to say anything about anyone's else expression but she could do something about her own son.
"Mom, I'm fine."
This was not what he planned. This was not what he had in mind when his mother dragged him over. Actually, he was not even sure what he had in mind but it was not this awkward mess. Bura and him had managed to get on common grounds right? Why did she look so terrible? She was ready to snap everyone's neck. Trunks' bad mood was not helping anyone. Perhaps Bura's bad mood was due to the fact that his mother thought they were madly in love. She expressed how displeased she was with that little lie. And how she did not want to go along with it. He knew it was stupid but it was a bit too late to fix it all now was it not?
And now she did not think he was a complete failure. But Bura hated him.
When would he get out of this mess?
"So, Bura, honey. You should come and have dinner at the house."
Right. Because Goten and her were so in love. She should be having dinner at her in-laws' house. It would almost be too weird not to do it. "Oh, Chichi, it's not necessary."
"I insist. We're going to be family - we already are," she corrected herself. This time, her smile wavered a bit and lost some of its honesty.
Oh. Was she not happy about them? She expressed her joy when they announced it and though Bura had a bit of an attitude today, Chichi had been nothing but nice to her.
"I guess we are," Bura said as her eyes met Goten's. She did not think Chichi saw mating as a real bond - although it was a permanent one that would could not break. Marriage was something more sacred to her. And Goten almost promised her that they would get married somewhere along the way. She wanted to let go of the rage seeping inside of her. They managed to make progress, they managed to mend things between them - to a certain degree. It was no time to be talking steps backwards and yet - this hanging out time, reminded her of everything that pissed her off in the first place. The lies, the pity he took on her. The horrible position he put her in and the fact that he would never be interested in her.
It turned her into a green eyed monster filled with rage.
"Mom, we don't have to have dinner together," Goten said as he noticed the flux in her ki. She was mad.
"No, Goten. You're mother is right. We should spend time together - we are a couple."
Oh yeah, the movie? It was long gone. They were not on good terms and she was still pissed at him. Fuck. Moments like these reminded him that she was young; she was throwing a tantrum. Not that he did not deserve it… but still. It was his lie and he was going to pay for it forever it seemed.
"Great. How about this weekend?"
Chichi stared between Goten and Bura, an unsettling feeling in her chest. The first time they announced the news she was shocked but at least, they appeared happy together. Now, they were not even beside each other and they were not talking. Did they have a fight? Did they break up already? She was under the impression that the mating was permanent. They could not break up. She put a smile on her face but this time, it was a harder task.
"All done," Bura said as she put down the dough.
And then, she wiped her hands clean and offered everyone a smile.
She needed to get out. She wanted fresh air, she wanted all of this to be over. It was her punishment; she tortured Goten and now she was stuck with all of them and this lie. It was suffocating and she wanted no part of it. She glanced at her mother and then she left. Nobody said anything but she could feel that they were all watching her. She turned the corner and headed into the first room she came across; the bathroom. She slammed the door shut and pressed her back to it before letting herself slide to the floor. Was she turning crazy? Why was she so mad? They were fine during their movie night. It was pleasant and they were civil with each other. That was enough for now. But today? Today she could not stand the sight of him. That was normal right? His lie was pushed back in her face and her loss was rubbed in her face. She was a sour loser.
She smacked her forehead and groaned. She was a fucking idiot.
She promised she would be strong and better than this. He was supposed to be suffering, not her. She should be taking this opportunity for that golden chance it was; she had to make him feel uncomfortable. Yes, she would turn it around and make sure he did not like it. She took a deep breathe and re-gained herself control before making it back to her feet. She wrapped her fingers around the doorknob and swung it open.
And there he was.
Staring at her, his hands at his sides.
And he came in. He pushed her out of the way, and closed the door behind them. "What did I do?"
"What?"
"Why are you so mad?"
She scoffed. "You did not just ask me that."
He threw his hands in the air, giving up. "Yes, I did. We were fine and now…" He knew, he knew, but he did not want to know.
"I don't know. Why don't you toss an answer out there? You're got at making up good ideas."
"So it is about my mother."
"Ding, ding, ding," she said sarcastically. "You can have actual good ideas then?"
"Listen, I can't take that back. I told you that already. And I asked you. I told you I messed up."
"What else was I supposed to say?"
He sighed resisting the urge to crisp his hands into fists. He could not do this anymore. He did not have the patience to put himself through this. One day she was cold, the other she was blackmailing him and then she was fine. What exactly did she want from him? Because apart from a few mistakes he made, he tried to do whatever she wanted. He said he would marry her. Whatever it took to make it right, he was willing to do it. Why did she make it so impossible? It was difficult for him as well but they did not have many choices in the matter. They had to make the best out of it. And this was the best. Apart, it would be hard but - together…it might make it easier.
"You drive me completely insane," he admitted.
She frowned and then raised her fist to punch him on the arm. "What the fuck was that for?"
"I DRIVE YOU INSANE? I?"
"YES, you. You just you're one way one day and then, another way the next day. Either you don't want to see me or you do."
"I don't want to see you! I didn't want to be mated to you! But here we are. We already figured out that we were going insane without the other. This is our only option. We can't do anything else."
"Then why are you being such a bitch?"
And she lost it. Before she could even control her hand, she slapped him. Her hand burned his flesh, his neck twisted and his head turned completely. The redness spread, the tingle getting worse and worse. She went to retract her hand but he did not let her. His fingers wrapped around her wrist, tugging hard enough that even she could not free herself. Her eyes narrowed and she kept on pulling, enough that his fingers were burning her skin. He did not let go.
"I haven't done anything." His jaw was clenched, the words coming out of his mouth with great difficulty.
"You've done everything." He broke her heart, he used her and he disregarded her feelings. It was not her fault that he was too stupid to notice everything he did to her. She should not have to pay for his stupidness. It was not her fault.
"Like what?"
"I already told you." Did he forget all about her big blow out?
Was he actually stupid or was he trying to piss her off? Her eyes narrowed and she forcefully pushed him away from her with her free hand. If he did not want to understand, if he could not see that this was eating her alive, then she did not want to see him - she could not even stand to look at him. And that was when he tugged her forward. Her chest collided against his, their noses brushing up together. As he exhaled, the rage obvious in his eyes, she felt his warm breathe puff against her lips. Who did he think he was, keeping her locked in here with him? If she wanted to leave, she should be able to do so. Did he not ruin enough for her?
"Let go."
"Or what?"
She kept on tugging and tugging but all it did was bring her closer to his chest. "Why are you so frustrating?"
"I'm frustrating? Have you seen yourself?"
"I haven't done anything! And I didn't play with you!"
Again. It was the second time she told him he played with her. Was he?
One way to get out of this. She could use what he hated most to get out of this; her. She took advantage of their closeness to press her lips to his. As expected, he remained stunned and she could feel his grip slightly loosen. A few more seconds and she would be able to slip away. She needed to focus on her escape and nothing else; not the feel of his lips, not the warmth of his body. She would never let herself get distracted by those ever again. Focus girl. Seconds ticked away and finally the soft touch of his fingers slid down her arm, releasing her from him. It was now or never. She tore her lips from him and tried to speed away. But he caught her.
She was slammed against the wall, his hands on her hips and his lips back on hers. This time, she was the one surprised by his action. Her eyes remained wide open while his lips worked against hers. He nibbled on her bottom lip, his hands squeezing hard so tight, it was as if he was afraid she was going to escape. Which was her intention. And yet she did not move. She let his fingers sink into her flesh, probably leaving marks behind, and arched her back as he sucked her lip between his. No, no, no. Her heart began to race and panic fled through her mind. This was what they needed to avoid. And why was he kissing her? He hated her, he hated this.
He did not want to sleep with her. She was like a sister to him and she was too young. All of his excuses and words sped through her mind, reminding her of the pain she felt earlier on.
What - his tongue invaded her mind, twirling around her tongue, forcing a puddle of warmth in the depth of her core. His hands; she missed them. They raced alongside her ribs, tickling her, sending spirals of joy through her heart. Push him, it was what she was meant to do but her body did not listen. It craved him, the taste of him and his scent swirling inside of her head. She clutched his shoulders, trying to hurt him, but the way her nails dug into the flesh only seem to increase his need for her. His tongue traveled in her mouth, tangling with hers, while she tilted her head backward. His lips finally traveled off of hers and then he began to pepper kisses down the length of the throat.
Oh no, oh no.
She inched her head back more, giving him better access. Her legs wrapped themselves around him all on their own, pressing their cores together. She did not want to but oh god, her whole body was on fire. She wanted it all, she wanted to feel his naked flesh against hers, his hands on her, his thick, large er-
"Are you two -" And then there was a shriek. "Oh my god!"
This time, they both pulled away and turned their heads to the left only to see Chichi looking at them with horror on her face. Her hands were trembling in front of her, the heat rising to her face.
"Mom -"
"Oh do not mom me," she said as she took loud steps forward. She grabbed his ear with her fingers and tugged on it. It did not hurt but he was terrified enough to play along with it. He completely let go of Bura, who almost fell upon the floor but she caught herself on time. Chichi began to drag him out and tossed him in the hall. "What are you two doing?"
He knew this was not ideal but his mother knew about their relationship - she even saw them kiss and she had no problem with it. Why was this any different? Although, he had to admit he was more than glad she interrupted them. What the fuck was he thinking? First she pissed him off, and then he just wanted her to stop - and she kissed him. And he kissed back. He thought he could not make the situation any worse but he did. He screwed things up further between them and he managed to piss off his mother.
"You might be mated but you're not married." She knew something happened between them. It was not the best situation but as everyone explained it to her, they did not really have a choice in the matter. Now, they were not influenced by their saiyan blood and they did not have any excuses for their reckless actions. She was happy for them and though the Briefs sometimes made questionable decisions, they were smart and rich. They knew them since forever. But this was corruption.
"Do not seduce him like this!"
Bura's eyes widened. She seduced him? It was his fault! He was the one who prevented her from leaving and smashed her back into a wall! She only tried to escape him.
"This isn't right, you're still young and…"
She thought they were in love, there was kissing - but not this. She did want to be a grandmother again, she could not wait. But not from Bura - at least not yet. No, this was wrong and they had to wait before they resumed those kind of activities. She could not let them do this.
"Goten, you're bringing me home."
Before Goten had a chance to say goodbye, Chichi was dragging him out. She was weaker than him but he never got over his fear of his mother. So he listened. And he figured it was best; he clearly could not be trusted with his mother. Despite the progress they made during the previous night, it was all gone. All wasted because of a fucking kiss. Why was it so hard to keep himself off of her? It was Bura! And why in the world did she kiss him in the first place? She made herself clear; she was displeased with him.
Why the fuck was this so confusing?

-M-
"Now are you going to tell me what that was about?"
"What do you mean?"
Bulma rolled her eyes as she entered her daughter's bedroom. "Goten was here not that long ago. It seemed fine. Then today you were acting like a bitch."
That was her mother good and bad side; she was not afraid to speak the truth.
"It's complicated."
"I think I'm smart enough to understand," Bulma defended as she sat down on the edge of her daughter's bed. "I know you talk to your father about it but…"
She did not know when it became less awkward to talk about it with her dad rather than her mother. Perhaps it was all about the moon's influence. "I didn't want this."
Bulma sighed. "I know, honey."
"I mean I wanted this, but I didn't want it this way. He doesn't want me mom. He's just stuck with me. He toys with me like I mean nothing." Frustrated she let herself drop on her bed while closing her eyes. He kissed her. She left him wanting. He even got jealous and yet - it was all a game. "I can't win. I thought I'd be fine. I thought things we're fine." And then it was thrown back in her face. The fake couple routine, the whole in-law situation.
But Chichi would never be her mother-in-law because Goten would never truly want her.
"Self-pity doesn't look good on you."
"Excuse me?"
"You're a Briefs. You're Vegeta's daughter." She sighed as she moved her hand and gently rubbed her daughter's leg, trying to comfort her before laying out the truth. "You want him, go get him."
There were so many things wrong with what she was saying but it had to be said. This unusual situation was not going away and they were bonded forever. She could not stand seeing her daughter so miserable. Goten and her already did the unthinkable. At this point, more or less hardly made a difference. On top of that, Bulma understood more than her daughter knew. Granted, she did not have any saiyan blood but that did not mean she was ignoring about their cultures. Over the years she gathered as much intel as she could from her husband. She even compiled it in her computer, making a little bit of a saiyan history and culture book.
"You know I've been on the receiving end of your father's moon influence."
"Mom." Could she bleach her ears? Because she heard enough of her parents' sex-capades without having a detailed re-telling of them.
Bulma could not help the laugh that bubbled from her throat. Vegeta and her were never shy about their sex life; age was not a hurdle for them. "All I'm saying is I know a little bit about it."
"Like what?"
"You'll end up doing it again."
"I doubt that."
"So nothing happened today?" She narrowed her eyes at her daughter. "I saw you. Something happened."
"I kissed him - well he kissed me. I was just trying to get out of there." It was the only reason she did it. She promised herself she would not get into that mess again. Alright, she broke that rule over and over again. But this time - after she let herself cry in front of him…she knew she would not.
"And?"
"And Chichi barged in and he left."
"Are you happy he left?"
"Yeah."
"Why?"
"Mom, I told you. He doesn't like me that way." She tried and tried. But it did not work.
"He must have I mean he kissed you."
"Because - I don't know." He kissed her many times. Apparently none of them meant anything. He wanted Bura the little sister back. Not Bura the woman.
Bulma sighed. Her daughter was a genius but sometimes she was like her father; her desire to win blinded her and prevented her from seeing the truth that laid in front of her. It was sometimes the reason why her husband lost; he wanted to win and did not see the bigger picture. She tried not to make that mistake and she would teach her daughter not to as well.
"What kind of man is Goten?"
"What do you mean?"
"What did Chichi raise him to be?"
"A good person."
"Right," Bulma said as she inched herself closer to her daughter. "So, wouldn't that mean that he would do the right thing. All the time. Without thinking about it?"
She shrugged. "I guess. Yeah."
"Then could it be that he thought he was not allowed to have you? So why ever think about being with you? His mind automatically associated you with sister or untouchable and he never thought passed it." Goten was smart, not as much as Gohan but he remained brighter than his father. Still, he was Goku's son and sometimes…they were a bit slow. Especially when it came to women. "Maybe if he had been allowed to think about you that way… he might have been interested."
Bulma refused to think that there were no underlying feelings somewhere in there. If Goten was plagued by the moon's effect, he had to feel something for Bura, no matter how small. He simply never let himself feel it. Now, he had no other choice and it was probably tearing him apart, destroying everything he was. There was a spark, a piece of hope that her daughter could work with to achieve her goal. A win was still possible. And frankly, mating was a very serious matter. Her daughter would not find happiness if Goten and her did not manage to work it out. The best they could do was try any way they could. Even if that meant going about it in a sexual manner.
"Trust me, he'd never like me in a million years," she replied bitter.
She wanted her mother to be right. If she had some hope, something that helped her hold on…she might have a shot. But she did not want to venture down that road again. Her pride could only take so much and she refused to be the one begging him. He had to be the one begging for her, desiring a piece of her attention. She wanted him to suffer like he had before, she wanted him to be left wanting again.
"Bura, I know saiyan men."
"Goten is -"
"He was raised differently. You won't get through to him by talking to him. You won't get through to him by yelling at him." She was not only an expert when it came to saiyan, she was also quite knowledgeable when it came to Sons. Yelling did not get you that far. "You're gonna have to show him that you're right some other way."
"By sleeping with him?"
"He kissed you didn't he?"
She had no logical explanation for what he did - which only made her want her mother's words to be true. Was it why he was toying with her? Sending hints all over the place? "I don't wanna do it again."
"Come on, you have more pride than that. How much can he crush it?"
A lot. But she would not admit that out loud. She never let herself be vulnerable but she let it happen with him - over and over again. It was wrong and she should get a hold of herself. She promised she would not fall again and yet she kept falling over and over again. "You think you're right?"
"I wouldn't be talking about it with you if I wasn't." She took no pleasure in her daughter's sadness. After everything that took place, she knew there was a truth to her words. He had to feel something for Bura but he was too ashamed to admit it. He needed to drop the desperate, guilty act.
"I'm not gonna come on to him." It was too direct and it always spooked him off. She needed a more subtle approach…but what? Oh. She could use that handy little trick her father taught her? She initially used it for revenge but maybe she could recycle it and give it a new purpose? Surely she could drive him off the edge and he would have no choice but to seek her out. Yes, she would torture him until he went mad, then he would come to her and…he would make the move. She controlled this, she could keep herself under control. But he would have no say in the whole thing. She had nothing else to do but torture him until he begged.
A smile formed on her lips and for the first time there was hope. She threw her arms around her mother's neck and hugged her. Bulma was startled at first but then she smiled brightly. She knew there was a way to lift her daughter's spirit. Nobody had tried her way yet, that was all. Take that Vegeta. Her husband and her did not truly discuss this whole situation but they did not need to. If there was something he had to say, he would. And if she had a problem she would let him know. They talked through gestures, yelling and sex. They were not about to sit down and have a lengthy conversation about this.
"Mom?"
"Yes, honey?"
"I'm really grateful for your help, but I need you to go."
Bulma pulled away with one blue eyebrow arched. "What?"
"I know how to fix my problem. But you can't be in here."
There was one thing her father did not tell her mother and she imagined he used it to his advantage from time to time. She would not be the one to spill the secret - and she never ever wanted to think about that again.
Bulma was not absolutely convinced but Bura looked like she had her pep back and she had no desire to mess with that. She could probably handle remaining in the dark a bit longer. For her daughter's sake.
"Alright. But if there's anything."
"I'll come to you."
"Which you should have done in the first place."
"I know, I'm sorry."
Bulma's lips stretched upwards and she nodded. "Alright, well, be careful." Though she had no idea what she was about to do. She pulled herself from the bed and began heading towards the door.
"Close the door, please." She needed privacy. And she was going to have to be quiet this time. Her brother and her father were home. Granted there was a bit of distance between their rooms but still. She did not want to make this any more awkward than it had to be. Her own brother had a hard time dealing with her and she did not need him to think about her and Goten together. It would put a damper on things.
"Good night."
"Good night mom."
It was going to be a good night - or at least an interesting one. Once Bura heard the door shut, she lowered herself until she was laying in her bed and she took a deep breathe. She might not have a lot of experience doing this but she had a feeling that very soon, she would become an expert at it. This time it would not be as embarrassing for him because she had a feeling he was home in his own bed. Although, perhaps that was for the best. He would not be trying to hide it and he might enjoy it. She needed him to like it. If he only associated her with guilt and shame it was never going to lead to anything.
They needed to turn it around.
From now on, any memories of her would be tied to lust and pleasure. Then, he would come to her. If she could not get through to him with feelings, she would do it through sex. She much preferred the other way around but that worked out. And from what she heard, it was how it happened for her parents and they were doing just fine. Now. But they had a rocky beginning. Yes, her mother's speech did end up giving her the hope and drive she needed to get through this.
She inhaled and covered her body with her large comforter. She stretched out her fingers before she dared to lower them, gliding them across her stomach until she reached the hem of her pink, silky pyjama pants.
The fun was about to begin.

-M-
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