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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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A/N: Well, it's been a while. I'm sorry about that. I just wanted to mention, it's not all happy. I mean it's not bad dark, but it's lustly dark. I don't know how to explain it.

Again, not beta-ed and mostly written during 4am-6am periods. So yeah.

Moonlight

2. Awkward

His whole mind throbbed as he awoke from his slumber. His eyes were still semi-closed, and there was a inexplicable, sour feeling of guilt swirling inside his chest. He felt warmth close to him and without thinking, he buried his face into it before sighing in contentment. He remained this way a little while longer until the scent seemed familiar. It then dawn upon him whom he was holding so tightly in his arms.

Goten's first reaction was to freeze.

Bura.

In one second, all the events that occurred during the previous night came rushing back to him. Panic filled him and all he could do was violently pull away from her which caused him to nearly fall on the ground. Once Goten regained his balance, he got up from the bed and backed away from her with his eyes wide opened. There she was, lying on his bed, completely naked and still asleep. For a second, he thanked the Kami that she was not awake.

How could he face her? How could he look at her?

Although he could recollect the events of the previous night, the reasons behind them were blurry. Why did he give in? He could clearly remember himself not wanting this, yet there was no way to deny what he did. He had sex with his best friend's seventeen years old sister, whose father happened to be a mass-murderer.

It was the perfect definition of being screwed.

Maybe she wouldn't kill him, but as soon as someone would find out he was dead. Heck, he wanted to kick himself in the ass right now. How could he have let this happened? He was clearly the adult here and he should have returned her home no matter how much she pressed the issue. Where did his self-control go? And what was he supposed to say to her once she would wake up?

Should he apologize?

Nervous, he ran his fingers through his thick dark mane of hair while trying to come up with a solution to his dilemma. He still didn't know why Bura came to him like this and it made it so much more difficult to come up with something to say to her. Goten knew the best thing to do was to have a serious talk with her, but, damn it, this was not a situation he wanted to be in.

He lost complete control and he felt like a failure. Never would he have thought this was possible.

He knew Bura since she was a baby. Being friends with Trunks meant he saw her grow up every day and never did it cross his mind to be involved with her. Not only was she tooyoung for him but he also never saw her as a woman. Yes, she was beautiful, but that didn't mean he was attracted to her. He could admit to the statement without wanting her. She was almost like his own little sister.

Unfortunately, he could not go back to that now. How could he look at her, and call her that? The nickname B-chan that he used for her felt wrong now; it was tainted.

The memory of their intercourse was still very present in his mind and as much as he tried to push it aside, it refused to leave him alone. It was engraved in his brain, and he would never forget it.

He ran his hand over his mouth and dragged it down his chin. He was able to feel a thin layer of sweat building on his skin and his breathing was accelerated. All he could do was shift his weight from one foot to the other as he watched her peacefully sleep. He wanted her to wake up, he needed her to wake up… but if she did… he'd regret it.

Maybe if he left the room? It would let her wake up by herself and process everything that happened. Yes. He would go in the kitchen and make some food. Oh kami he was starving. In all honesty, last night was exhausting and he knew his stomach would rumble in hunger soon.

It was with quiet footsteps that he exited the bedroom without glancing back. He could not look at her. He could not even look at himself in the mirror.

He took Trunks' little sister's virginity away. He took Vegeta's daughter's virginity away. He took a seventeen years old girl's virginity away. No – okay thinking was definitely bad.

No more thinking.

Unfortunately for him, the kitchen brought no distraction to his guilty mind. Instead of finding a fridge full of food for him to stuff himself with, he was graced with the sight of an empty refrigerator. Right. He usually went over to his parents' house when he was hungry. His mom was always happy to cook for him.

Damn it.

As he was about to give up his super hearing picked up on sounds coming from his bedroom. He gulped before backing up – almost into a chair – and impatiently waited for her entrance. He knew Bura or at least he thought he knew her until last night, and he expected a lot of yelling. She never cried, she was like Vegeta.

Meanwhile in the room next door, Bura was moving around in the bed. She pressed a hand to her forehead while her eyes flashed open. Before consciousness took hold of her, soreness throbbed between her legs. She dared to glance down only to see blood staining her thighs and the sheet beneath her.

Memories rushed through her confused mind and her lips parted as she turned around to sit on the edge of the bed. She pressed her feet against the floor, the sheet falling off her naked body. Bura held the side of her head with her hand, tangling her hair even more.

She had sex. She had sex with Goten. She lost her virginity to Goten.

There was not a shade of red bright enough to express her embarrassment. Tears stung her eyes but she did not allow them to fall. Emotions were swirling within her and she did not know which reaction to display. She did not even know why she would want to cry.

She always liked Goten. Heck, how could she not? He was the only man allowed around her and she grew up with him always present in her life. That and the fact that he was the last remaining available Saiyan. How could she fall for anybody else?

Bura also wished he would finally notice her as a woman, something more than Trunks' little sister. Obviously he never did which always was very hurtful to her pride. No manresisted her. But to Goten, she was invisible. He cared for her like a brother and nothing more. It made her pursue him even more.

But this? She gave up on it, she never thought it would happen. It was unexpected or – a dream. She was not certain. If it were not for the clear evidence, she would wonderif it truly even took place.

But it did.

Now the only blank left was how. She had flashes of what happened between her and Goten but she had no idea how she got to his apartment – or even how they started… doing it. She bent forward before holding her head with both her hands. How could she not remember? She was sober last night and very well awake. How was it possible for her to have no recollection of leaving her bedroom?

It was not until her eyes trailed further down along the floor that she spotted feet. Goten's feet.

Her eyes briefly widened before she put herself together. Slowly, she dared to raise her glance and their eyes met. Obviously, Goten quickly peeked away.

Frankly, he only came because he was worried. It was clear she was awake yet she remained in the bedroom. He feared she was filled with sadness and regrets and since he was to blame, he had to check up on her. Yes, she seduced him, but – he should have acted like a responsible adult.

However, now that he found himself standing in front of her, he felt foolish and no words came to mind.

Oh – and she was naked. Oh. She was… naked.

Bura herself was not aware of that detail until she felt his eyes linger on her. She rushed to grab the sheet from the ground and wrapped it around her body. If he was staying quiet, it was because he was waiting for her to talk. Unfortunately, she did not have a clue how to begin this conversation.

She was Bura Briefs. She was witty, smart, beautiful and prideful. How could she be so quiet during a moment like this? Should she ask him about it, or act like it was normal and walk away with her head high?

And then, she made her decision. "Where are my clothes?"

Clothes. He was not sure what she wore last night qualified as clothes. Also, to be honest, he remembered taking her clothes off and then discarding them in random locations in the room. Her garments were not his main concerns last night.

Instead of speaking, he walked around until he found them. The most awkward piece to pick up was probably her underwear which were still stained with the scent of her powerful arousal. He quietly handed her clothes to her and with barely a nod, she left in direction of his bathroom with the sheet dragging on the floor while she did her best to keep herself covered.

Nothing. He said nothing to her.

His ki was out of control, he was freaking out and dying in the inside and yet he did not utter a single word. How was one supposed to begin a conversation when he was such a mess.

What do you say? I know you're seventeen, and I'm twenty-eight, but it'll be alright.

It would never be alright. How would he ever look at her in the eyes? Or Trunks, Vegeta, and Bulma for that matter? They trusted him around their daughter and he abused and destroyed that trust. He felt his legs weaken and he had no other choice but to sit on the bed, waiting for her return.

A few minutes passed before Bura emerged from the bathroom. In spite of her attempt to cover herself up, she was pretty much bare. Her small arms were wrapped around her chest as she took her first step into the bedroom.

Goten sighed. "B-ch," Kami, he couldn't use that nickname, "-Bura, we need to talk."

"Talk about what?" she inquired as she tilted her head back a bit.

"About what happened."

She didn't want to because he looked so goddamn unhappy. For whatever reason, he was fine with it last night, but he wasn't anymore. She didn't want him to say the words she knew he wanted to say. She played this scenario in her mind many times in the past when she considered going after him. She reached her goal – in a way – and she was not about to get rejected. Bura Briefs did not get rejected by anyone.

Also, it did happen, and he could not take it away.

"We had sex Goten, it's no big deal," she lied through her teeth.

"It is a big deal, Bura. You're seventeen."

And there it was: the age issue. As if he would be better off with a human who was going to age while he would look young for a long time. Before she even thought about dating Goten, she considered humans but they were so weak and fragile. She saw the way her father was careful around her mother. She had the misfortune of walking on them a couple of times. She wanted to be powerful and free. She could only do that with a Saiyan.

Plus, he understood her because they were the same, and she could age by his side properly. In one year, her age would not be a concern, so why should it be now? One stupid year! Who cared?

"We both know that doesn't matter. We don't age like humans."

"It does matter," he argued. "You're too young. I mean, I'm twenty-eight, B!"

"I don't care, look it's-" This would be hard to say with a straight face. "It's not like we're dating."

He was already trying to turn her down. She might as well save her pride and do the drastic move first. He was looking at her with shame shining in his eyes and she could see the one chance she ever had with him slip away. Her heart was pounding loudly and she felt it was the only sound filling the silent room.

"I- I know that." Dating. Dating Bura. Such a strange thought never even crossed his mind; she always was Trunks' little sister.

"Then I don't see what the problem is. We had sex, it's over."

She heaved her chest, almost trying to be intimidating. Nobody – maybe except her father – could be as prideful as she was. She could convince herself of anything and she could act strong. Unfortunately, she could not chase away the feelings this time. They were boiling inside of her and threatening to overflow.

She had this under control. She had to have this under control.

"I know that B. It's not my point. We did something we shouldn't have."

Kami, would this feeling of guilt go away already? Despite her lack of fighting skills, he always saw her as strong. Now because of what he had done, he saw her as fragile. He did not like that. He liked the strong Bura.

"Goten, it's fine. It just happened, who cares. I'm fine, you're fine. I won't tell anyone." Mostly because really if anyone knew, they'd come and beat the crap out of him and she did not want that.

She turned around and began to walk out of his bedroom since it was the only way to end the conversation. It was not until she was half way through the kitchen that she realized that she was not exactly dressed, she had no money and probably no vehicle. How in the world did she get here? She pinched her lips out of aggravation and then sighed.

Despite her great walk out, she had to return to the room. She slowly walked backwards until she reached Goten's bedroom.

"I- have no way of getting home," she said while trying to sound annoyed.

If she was intimidating enough, maybe Goten would not try to have this dreaded discussion with her again.

He blinked. "Just fly back."

"Fly – I flew here?" she asked before realizing what she was saying.

"You- you don't remember?"

Oh crap. She rolled her lips together before offering him a shrug as an answer. "Well it was – I mean I do. I mean I came here, of course I remember."

"Liar."

It was too weird that her first instinct was not to fly off, away from the conversation. She did not know how she got to his place. Memory blanks, then she comes to his place and then – well they had sex. None of it made sense to Goten.

"Were you drunk last night B?" Maybe – if she got really drunk… she would forget? "You flew here. You told me yourself."

"I know I remember. I'm just, I'm still out of it." Drunk. Of course she was not drunk. Though, at least it would have been an explanation for what the hell was going on. Maybe she was sleeping walking now?

"Everything happened consciously and sober alright," she said while glaring in his direction. Why could he not let it go?

While she did her best to slow down her hammering heartbeat, she knew she needed to find a way to salvage what was left of her dignity. Goten was not happy with what happened between them, and he was desperately trying to find a logical explanation behind it.

Because having sex with her was such an impossible and apparently repulsive thought.

"It was a one time thing. You're just lucky and I won't let something like this happen again."

Goten regretted what occurred between them, and yet her tone made him flinch. Bura never talked to him like that. He heard her snap to other people, but not him. It was not thatbad. The whole situation was a mess, but last night was not terrible. Although, he could imagine this was not how she wanted her first time to be.

He swallowed hard before walking in her direction. He expected her to back away, but she remained there. It was with a shaky hand that he reached out for her chin and cupped it. "I'm sorry B."

It took every ounce of self-control she had to keep her game face on. She always wanted Goten. He was the one thing she desired that she never got. This felt so bittersweet and rage was boiling inside of her. It was like the universe was having fun at her expense.

"Goten, it was just sex. It's no big deal, I told you." She sighed and snatched her head away from his hold. "Do you have a capsule, or something I can borrow to go home? I can't really go like this."

He tried to meet her eyes, but she avoided his gaze. He offered a weak nod before turning around he fumbling through one of his drawers. He pulled out two capsules out of it and handed them to Bura.

"I think one of them is a scooter… which doesn't really help you, but the other one is an emergency wardrobe."

Bura could not help but raise an eyebrow.

"Mm- well, Paris forgot it here."

Paris. She had to either ride a scooter half naked or wear Paris' clothes? Oh yes, the universe was clearly playing a big joke on her.

"Thanks."

Paris. Kami, she hated that woman.

Without saying anything else to Goten, she left the room. This time, she could not return. If she had to see the look of guilt in his eyes one more time, she would lose her mind. It was not fair. She was so closed to having what she always wanted, and it was still out of reach.

She only had a taste. One she could not even remember.

He watched her leave without moving a muscle. He should be trying to grab her, trying to keep her here until they resolve the situation, but his guilt was weighing him down. He knew Bura; he could tell she wanted to leave as fast as possible, and he felt he was in no position to make her do something she did not want to do.

He was screwed.

-S-

"I know you're home."

Goten winced as he tried to sink in deeper into his couch. For the past two weeks, he had completely avoided his best friend. Actually, except for going to work, he did not even leave the house. He bought his own food, just so he would not have to go to his parents'. He could not look at anyone, if he did, they would know.

He was hiding his ki, but that could not fool Trunks. They knew each other since way back, and they could always tell where the other was. That was currently not working in his favor.

Goten sighed before getting up from the couch. He could never talk to his best friend again. Trunks was going to kill him.

Slowly, he opened the door. Once it was fully opened, he glanced at the ground. "Hey."

Trunks cocked an eyebrow. "Hey? I've been calling you for like two weeks. What's up with you?"

Without waiting for an invitation, he walked in and headed for the couch. "At first I thought you got back together with Paris, but apparently not."

Every time Paris and Goten got back together, she would take Goten away from his world. She would suffocate him until they broke up again. He thought it might have happened again, even though he did not feel Paris' ki when he flew over Goten's house.

"I was- mm busy."

Trunks took a quick peek around and did not feel to notice what a mess the place was. Goten was never very organized, but it was worse than usual.

"So I see."

He turned around completely to look at his best friend, only to find Goten staring at the wall.

"Are you alright?"

"I just –" I slept with your sister. I feel guilty. I hate myself for it. Yeah, no that was not going to cut it. "Paris. I miss her."

He could not have said a bigger lie. Usually he did miss Paris after one of their break up, but the whole story with Bura preoccupied him so much, he did not have time to miss his ex-girlfriend.

"Man, how many times do I have to tell you. Forget that girl. She's not good for you."

"I know, but we've been together for like, 4 years."

"On and off." Which included Paris sleeping with other guys during their breaks.

"Yeah." Unconsciously, Goten raised his hand and scratched the back of his head. He hated the lying, he hated himself. He shared everything with Trunks, even embarrassing moments.

"You know what, get dressed."

"Uh?"

"Get dressed, we're going out. If you're going to be a little bitch about Paris, I'm taking you out to hook up with some new hot chicks."

"Trunks I don't think-"

"I wasn't asking. Get dressed. We both know I could kick your ass."

Usually, Goten would take him up on his challenge, but he had a feeling if he did that right now, he would lose. He sighed heavily before nodding and disappearing into his bedroom. Trunks was not wrong, he did need to clear hi mind. Unfortunately, Trunks was the wrong company.

Maybe the best solution was to go out and stay away from the alcohol. He did not want to risk spilling secrets while he was intoxicated.

-S-

"You're here."

"This is my house. I do live here you know, Mom."

Bulma blinked. "I know, it's just. It's Saturday night."

"I also happen to own a calendar or two."

"You're never home on a Saturday night."

"Well, I'm home tonight."

What a load of crap. She was home sometimes. Most weekends she did go out with some friends… alright so maybe she liked to not be home. Who could blame her? She loved her dad to death, but he was a little over protective. It was nice to have some freedom.

Bulma pinched her lips together until they popped open. Slowly, she leaned into the doorframe. "Are you alright?"

Something was different about her daughter. She moved differently, she did not act the same… she did not feel like Bura. Unfortunately, she could not tell what was wrong.

"Nothing, I'm –" She could not say school was stressing her out. They both knew she was smart. "Tired."

Bulma arched an eyebrow. "Are you sure?"

"Yes."

She was snappier than usual. "Did you fight with your boyfriend?"

At first her eyes widened, but she quickly recovered, and scoffed. "What boyfriend? The one dad would kill if I was allowed to date?"

"I do not think your father's rules are stopping you." Bulma was already seeking the perfect boyfriend when she was much younger than Bura. It would not surprise her if her daughter was doing the same thing.

"Mom, there's nobody alright."

To help her mother understand that the conversation was over, Bura turned her back to her and plopped her earphones in her ears. The worst part was, she did want to talk, but there was nobody she could share with, at least nobody in her life.

Marron would be her go to person. However, despite how close they were, it would not change the fact that Marron would look down upon what occurred. She did know Bura had a crush on Goten, but she thought it died down a long time ago. Plus, she always qualified it as a little girl crush.

Apparently, every little sister has a crush on their old brother's best friend. They just did not get that it was not like that. She did not like him because he was close to her brother. Most of the times, Trunks and her did not even get along. It also had nothing to do with the fact that he was around for most of her life.

Goten was different.

At least, very different from her brother and her father. Her whole life the word Saiyan was associated with pride and strength. Goten was kind, sweet and naïve. He was so different from the world she knew. He was the only person she could be herself around, without any lies. Also, Goten was the one man who was not weaker than her.

He was also most likely the person her Father would disapprove of the most. She would be lying if she said it did not make him a bit more interesting. In every way, she was not supposed to have him, and everyone knew Bura did not back down from a challenge.

She had to admit though, what happened but a damper on her spirits. She was in no way conventional, but she did have a certain plan for her first time. Or at least, she would have liked to remember it. She did not even know how it was possible for her to barely remember. Heck, what in the world pushed her to go to Goten's house in the middle of the night?

It would have also been nice if he was not completely disgusted with what they did.

She never meant to get with Goten this way. Now, he would never even come near her. She was not even sure if he would even talk to her again.

Bura sighed before falling backwards on her bed.

Time to save her pride, she had to forget about him. It still did not sit well with her. Bura Briefs never gave up.

-S-

Fifty-three.

He had fifty-three shots of alcohol. It was not much considering he was a Saiyan. Although, having all of them in less than an hour was probably not a great idea. It was also a good thing all the drinks were on Trunks' tab. He could not afford all that.

It did numb him. At least, he thought he felt numb. He raised his hand and stared at it for a bit until it doubled. Yeah. Numb.

Suddenly, he felt himself being pushed back. He peeked at his shoulder, and saw a hand.

"Man, what are you still doing at the bar? We're supposed to make you forget about Paris."

Yeah. Paris.

"What color are you in the mood for tonight?" Trunks' blue eyes scanned the horizon, looking for the perfect girl for Goten. "Blonde? Brunette? Red? Blue?"

Goten's peaceful expression disappeared and he tensed up. "I'll just go dance."

He did not really like dancing, but he was good at it. After Trunks' little questions, he did not feel like picking a girl. He moved away which caused Trunks' hand to fall into the emptiness.

Goten's eyes were closed as he moved through the crowd, his mind pulsing. He felt limbs hitting his side, but he did not stop moving until he was in the middle of the club. He began dancing a bit, and it was not too long until he felt someone pressing themselves against his sturdy chest.

He flashed his eyes open. The first thing he saw was blue hair. His heart stopped beating and he held his breath back. He was completely obsessed by the long blue locks cascading down a near bare back. Without thinking, he reached out and caressed her hair. It caused the girl to turn around, and break the trance.

Instead of finding blue eyes, he saw brown orbs.

The girl smiled at him before running her tongue over her bottom lip. She tilted her rear backwards and shoved it into his crotch before she began grinding. Once again, all he saw was blue. He wanted to grab her hips and push her away, but he was afraid to make contact with her.

It was all so vivid.

Her insides were so tight; she was dripping wet and with each passing second his control was slipping away. She began tossing her head from one side to another like an unbearable feeling was taking hold of her. She bit hard on her bottom lip, so hard that she drew blood.

It was wrong. All of it. Despite his guilt, his body remembered how good it felt. For the first time ever, his mind was free. When he was with human girls, he was always keeping his strength in check, but with her… he could unleash himself.

No. Bura, little, young Bura.

He breathed out heavily, and before he knew it, he was pushing the girl away from him.

A drink, that was what he needed. Another drink.

He searched the vicinity until he located drinks. They were not his, but he picked one up anyway. Then another, and another.

Time went by, he was not sure how much, but he was not sure he cared either. His heart was beating fast, his thoughts were fuzzy, but he kept drinking. He did not stop until someone pulled him away from his chair.

Only one person had that kind of strength.

"I told you to hook up with someone, not drown yourself in alcohol. What's wrong with you? Paris never got you so down before."

Goten grabbed his head with his hands and kept staring at the ground. He could not look at Trunks. What was he supposed to say? That none of the girls were attractive, and the only time he was getting hot and bothered was when he thought about having sex with Bura?

It was all so wrong. His parents raised him right, they did not raise him to do this. Bura was a great girl, but she was seventeen. He should not have done that. She was too young for him. He felt his mind being split in two and it was giving him a massive headache. Although his history with Paris was lengthy, it did not mean he did not go around.

He slept with his share of girls. He went around and he never had a problem with it. He never felt guilty.

This was all so wrong.

Trunks kneeled down in front of his friend, concern shining in his eyes. Goten was a carefree nature, and he never let things get to him like that. Whatever this was, it was serious and it had nothing to do with Paris.

It took a few seconds, but Goten finally raised his head. Their eyes met, but it was pure silence.

Trunks sighed and extended his arm to him. "Come on, time to go home."

He helped him up and slowly, they headed outside of the club. Usually, he would not mind the quietness, but right now, it was driving him insane. Goten was keeping something from him. That never happened in the past and Trunks was not sure how he was dealing with that face.

"We'll go to my place, it's closer."

But Goten did not hear him. If he had, he might have fought harder.

-S-

It seemed it was very possible to forget to breathe.

Bura realized that fact when she forgot to do so while staring at her brother and a drunk Goten.

"He's too drunk to go home, and I don't feel like flying him there," Trunks said dismissively as he dragged his best friend past his sister.

She tried not to stare, but she did anyway. She should keep herself together, but she never expected to see him… she never thought he would come to her house again, at least not for a while…

"Oh," she uttered even though Trunks was far gone.

She waited in the stairs until she heard a door close and then she breathed. Bura raised her head high before turning around and going back up. She did have a reason to go downstairs, but it was long gone. She thought Goten dismissed her, and he was over it.

Something was wrong. Her pride and curiosity were tickled and she had to go see him. Of course, she had to wait for Trunks to go to his own room first. Quietly, she remained at the top of the stairs, and she waited.

Instead of walking toward his bedroom, Trunks headed back for the stairs.

"Where are you going?"

"Back out," he said as if it was very obvious. "It's only one in the morning. Not because he can't handle his alcohol that I shouldn't have some fun."

At this point, he wanted some distraction too. Tonight was a weird night all together.

"Since when do you care?"

"I don't," she said while going up the stairs.

She felt Trunks's eye on her, but she ignored it as she went subtlety towards her bedroom. Luckily, Goten was in a bedroom near hers. Once she reached the hall, she came to a halt and waited for Trunks to leave. When she felt his presence outside, she smiled and headed for the guest bedroom where Goten was passed out.

Without making a sound, she opened the door and peeked in. Goten was laying on his back with his head hanging from the side of the bed. Her footsteps were silent while she crept her way inside. Bura stopped once she reached the edge of the bed and she then proceeded to slowly bend down.

Her breath was tickling his skin, slightly disturbing him from his slumber. He blinked rapidly and tried to see through the darkness.

"B?" he asked groggily.

Should she respond? Should she keep quiet? She decided to pinch her lips.

She looked strange, somewhat like a hallucination. How did she come to his house again? "You flew here again."

She raised an eyebrow. What in the world was he- oh – he thought they were at his apartment.

In his confusion he reached out for her cheek and cupped it. She was real. She was here.

"This – it was wrong. We shouldn't do that."

"Goten we're not-" Did he think they were doing something? "We're not doing anything wrong."

She gave herself a push, and hopped on the bed. She nudged her knee between his legs and lowered herself down. "Nothing wrong," she softly whispered.

While she closed some of the space between their bodies, she did not fail to feel the bulge in his pants. Disgusting uh?

Bura would not be in his apartment, she would not be back. Not after what happened. He remembered how pissed off she left. Was he losing his mind, was he going crazy?

Her lips were so close to his, he could already taste them. Cherry, or was it vanilla? No, it was just addictive. Before he knew it, he was capturing her lips with his. He heard her moan in his mouth and lean into the kiss. He was dizzy, so terribly dizzy.

She completely collapsed on top of him so that she could let her hands roam over his chest. Her little step forward made him wrap his arms around her waist, pressing her against him. He remembered. His body remembered.

In a swift motion, he flipped them around and she found herself beneath him. His strong built ready to crush her at any moment, and his muscles bulging as he kept himself up. Unintentionally, she shivered in anticipation.

His mouth quickly found its way to her neck and he began nibbling. Even in the darkness, he could still see the red marks he left previously when he tried to bite in her neck. Hadn't it been weeks already? Oh, it did not matter. She tasted good.

He glided one of his hands over her left breast and squeezed. Soft and perky.

She was a woman. He kept going further, finding his way to her ass. Round, and firm. He wanted her. Why did he want her?

Bura was ready to lose herself in the moment when suddenly a ki flashed. Her dad's. Panic took hold of her for a moment; it would not take him too long to realize her ki and Goten's were in the same room.

Shit.

Using her maximum speed, she ran away to her own bedroom causing Goten to fall flat on his chest, even more confused and dazed then before.

She slammed her back against her door and breathed in heavily.

That was a close one, and strangely – exciting.

Apparently, she was not as disgusting as he claimed. They were about to have some fun.

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