The Prince\'s Princess | By : lam2m Category: Dragon Ball Z > Het - Male/Female Views: 5451 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The Prince’s Princess
Author’s Note: If
you don’t want to read a sexual story about Vegeta and Bra then stop right
now. I don’t care to hear how awful you
think this situation is, and please realize that they’re not real! I do not own these characters.
Bra ran
into her house followed by her two closest friends, Pan and Marron. She was excited for the night before her,
since it was her sixteenth birthday.
“Pan-chan,
this is your first sleepover, and I promise it’ll be the best!” The blue haired girl grinned excitedly. Pan nodded a bit overwhelmed as she as she
usually was in the vast Capsule Corporation.
As the three girls walked down the
hallway to Bra’s bedroom, Vegeta was exiting the Gravity Room in sweatpants and
a wife beater. Marron and Pan instantly
moved as far to the opposite side of the hall as possible. Marron’s cheeks flushed and Pan felt her stomach
turn in knots. Bra stopped with a smile
on her face.
“Hi, Papa!” He ignored her and kept walking past her
slightly brushing her shoulder. Bra
frowned, “Papa!” He kept walking away,
confusing her. That wasn’t how he
usually acted around her.
“What happened to Vegeta?” Marron
almost stuttered her words.
“He looks so..different,” Pan
added.
“Oh! Yeah, I told him to shave and
stuff,” She turned to her friends, who looked quite flustered. She found her self smirking, “I guess I can’t
blame you guys, he is hot.”
The look on Marron and Pan’s faces made her laugh. “Come on, we’ve got a full night of fun.”
Pan and
Marron followed behind, “Did she just say she Vegeta was hot?” The blond whispered.
Unfortunately
for Bra, her two friends ended up falling asleep around midnight. The blue
haired girl was about to give in and go to sleep, but decided to get a late
night snack. As she walked into the
kitchen in her pajama shorts and tank top she saw the light on. She peeked into the kitchen to see her older
brother already raiding the fridge.
“Trunks,”
she said with a smile, “Leave me anything?”
Trunks
turned with some leftovers, his face was flushed and sweaty, “I guess you can
have some.”
“Training?”
She took a seat at the kitchen table.
“Yeah, me
and Otosan.”
“Where is
he?” She looked around.
“Still
going.” He took a bite out of the
leftover pizza.
“Trunks,
Papa’s been acting strange around me. Is
he mad at me?”
“He hasn’t
said anything to me.” Trunks watched his
sister look dejectedly at the table.
“Bra, you know him and his moods.
Looks like your party ended a little early.”
Vegeta
entered wordlessly to get a drink form the fridge. Bra watched him from behind. He wasn’t wearing a shirt and just some black
pants, and her eyes wandered from the back of his muscular neck down the smooth
olive skinned back to his hips, which the pants gently hugged. When he turned back she quickly turned her
head. She felt an uneasy feeling in the
pit of her stomach
“Bra, are
you okay? You look sick?” Trunks looked
at her with concern.
“I’m fine,”
She looked up with a usual bright smile and stood up. “I think I’m going to sleep.”
“Kay,
Night.”
Bra looked
to Vegeta, he stared at her, and she uncomfortably turned away.
“Night
Trunks,” she whispered.
Bra ran
down to her room forgetting that there were two other people asleep on the
floor. She went into her bathroom and
sat with her head in her hands. “What
the hell was that?” She realized she
looked him over, and saw an amazing body.
“This is so wrong.” Bra pulled
her long blue hair back, and took a deep breath. She tried to push the thoughts of him away,
but couldn’t, and how could she? He
hadn’t aged a bit, not a wrinkle in his smooth skin, and he still had his wild
black hair. She ended up lying in bed
for hours unable to sleep.
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