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Eternity	By : HollyHK Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 4598 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Despite the cheerful celebration that awaited her downstairs, Bra’s walk down the stairs felt as though she was walking to her death.
Her sleek, heeled boots clicked on the hardwood floor when she stepped off of the last stair. She sucked in a long breath and slowly exhaled, closing her eyes and bracing herself for the unknown. She had to remember that this day was for her niece and would do whatever it takes to ensure that all of her wishes come true on this day. She could not help but smile when she imagined her precious niece’s expression when she learns of her surprise birthday party. She had pushed this special moment to be captured by the photographers that her mother had hired.
Bra paused when an elderly couple waved to her and had entered the celebration through the sliding glass doors; when she waved in return, the greeting hand immediately swung to her chest, feeling her heart beating harshly against her palm. This day that she had silently dreaded was finally happening; though there were plenty of places to hide, she could not fathom the possibility of letting Rin down, and she wouldn’t.
When the sliding glass doors opened for her, she held her chin high and casually walked into the carnival themed party. Outside, she was the arrogant, proud daughter of a prince; inside, her pride was shriveled into nothing.
Her ears were then filled with the chatter from the ever-growing crowd at the highest of volumes. She looked to her surroundings and weakly grinned in approval; luckily, she did not recognize the first face and this discovery greatly suppressed her nervousness. Little children were cheering and running in every direction from the thrill of winning prizes from the games that were offered. “Step right up! Pop a balloon and win a prize!” A cheerful game vendor’s voice had boomed over the crowd. A large stage, adorned with magenta curtains, was in front of her and the large amount of attendees, with puppeteers manipulating their characters, entertaining the children whose attention they had captured. To her right was a chair, decorated to appear as a throne, surrounded by dozens and dozens of presents. Her eyes widened, yet it was no surprise to her; hopefully each of Rin’s family members would bring a vehicle to haul the gifts home… especially her gift to her niece; She had purchased a large life-sized princess doll with many options of accessories and clothing, along with personal outfits to match the new plastic figure… Rin was royalty, after all.
Despite the chaotic feelings that brewed in the pit of her stomach, she felt at peace.
The most distinct voice she had heard was high pitched; demanding. “Can we eat cake now?” She turned around and witnessed Majin Buu entering the party with Hercule Satan, Rin’s great-grandfather. Despite his obvious aging, the man managed to navigate better than most men of average athleticism. “I don’t think she’s here yet, Buu,” he smiled warmly. “We have to wait for the birthday girl!”
Bra took advantage of this opportunity and walked to the odd pair to initiate conversation. “Buu, we have an ice cream stand and cotton candy while you wait.”
“Yay! Buu want ice cream!” The creation licked his lips and rubbed his hands together, preparing his taste buds and never-ending appetite. “Mr. Satan want ice cream?”
Hercule slowly walked to the large table beside the gifts. “No, thank you. I just need to sit down. My back is killing me.”
“Okay, we’ll be right back,” Bra replied as she escorted Buu through the large crowd towards the medium sized stand between the cotton candy machine and the merry go round. “Ice cream! Buu wants strawberry and chocolate chip!”
“How many scoops, sir?” the friendly vendor had asked.
“Ummmm…..” He held out his gloved hands as though he was counting. Bra had stifled a laugh; though he was dim-witted at times and was formerly a feared villain by the universe in its entirety, Majin buu was well-liked by everyone he had met due to his innocent demeanor, as though he was a child. “Seventy! Seventy scoops, please!”
The vendor had jumped back. “Seventy!?”
“Um...” Bra placed a hand on her large friend. “How about starting out small? You can always get more.” He looked to the blue-haired young woman at his side, beginning to appear irritated. “Why don’t we get… Hmm… Ten scoops for now!”
“Buu can get more?”
“Of course!”
“Hmmm… Buu wants ten scoops of strawberry and chocolate chip, please!” He announced with a wide smile. The vendor, blinking dumbfoundedly, immediately began to prepare his order by reaching for a waffle cone and opening up the appropriate cases of ice cream. Bra had patted her ally on the back, appreciative that they were able to find a common ground. She turned around and gazed at those passing her, somewhat glad that she was able to assist Buu, even if it was something as petty as an order of ice cream.
While Buu waited, Bra casually scanned the area, knowing that her mother had outdone herself by inviting so many guests. However, when her gaze fixed on the entrance, her heart suddenly stopped with a single thud.
Goten had arrived.
He had appeared surprised at the size of this gathering, though he was tense and his stand was stiff, as if he was in a massive amount of pain. Oh, God. Her heartbeat then begun again, with the aggressive thumps spreading to her throat. She fought back tears, knowing that she was the reason for this torment.
Gohan and Videl had then appeared behind him; the older brother quickly whispered something in his ear. Goten had turned around, expressing a warm smile towards the couple. After the odd whisper, nothing then seemed amiss, for he had joined in on the conversation between Videl and her father. Despite her desperate need to disappear from the possibility of a sighting, she could not look away. “Oh!” She heard Hercule’s authoritative laugh. “He’s getting ice cream with Trunks’s sister!”
She had watched Goten casually search through the crowd; it was not until then that she was aware that she was cowering behind Majin Buu, who was happily enjoying his ten scoops of ice cream. “Mmm, Mmm, mmm! Ten more, please!” When he heard the young woman laugh nervously, he turned to her. “Bra want ice cream?”
“Oh, no thank you. I have something to contend with at the last minute. Enjoy your ice cream!” Before he could say another word, Bra disappeared into the crowd. I’ve got to get out of here. I’ve got to get out of here.
She made an effort to remain in the most populated areas of the gathering, asking others if they are enjoying the event. Many had given her their words of approval and some children had shown off their winning prizes to her; this temporarily eased her mind of the intruding, flesh eating butterflies that her stomach was battling with. She could not help but look around several times to assure that Goten was not in sight.
She was unsure of her recent demeanor. Perhaps she was afraid of facing him, for a great portion of her wish was to run and never return, yet another piece of her wished to run into his arms and apologize incessantly for her bad decisions. All that she knew was that she could not deal with these torturous feelings for much longer; something had to give and she knew this… though she was not sure exactly what it would be. She took a deep breath of the fresh, fragranced air, but all she could smell was him. She jumped, looking around frantically for him, yet he was not near her strength of vision. These indescribable feelings of panic and horror were taking over her and she knew that there was no escape.
“Bra!” She heard her mother’s voice. “There you are! I’ve been looking all over for you. Can you come with me?”
“What for?” She attempted to hold her composure, despite the strangling tightness in her throat.
While following her mother, she explained. “When the time comes, I need you to help capture the attention of our guests.”
“Sounds easy enough,” Bra shrugged.
“Great!” Her mother sounded so cheerful due to the day’s accomplishments. “Gohan! Is there any word?” Bra’s gaze immediately shot up when she noticed that she was merely feet away from them... And Goten.
And his eyes were squarely on her. Only her.

A/N: Sorry, guys! Had a lot going on. This chapter was getting super long and I have a lot of ground to cover, so I'm separating it into two parts. Chapter 6 should be up in a couple of days.

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