| Chapter 6 Trunks paced back and forth. "Where could she be?" Pan watched him pace. "Trunks she'll be back any minute." Trunks growled. "I dunno Pan… something bad might of happened." Pan looked at him. "What makes you say that?" Trunks looked back at her. "Remember last time? The last time she came home really late was because of her bitch of a friend and a bastard of a boy friend." Pan stood up and stopped Trunks from pacing. She held his shoulders. "Trunks.. you worry too much, she'll be here any minute." Trunks smiled. He held her hand. "I'm sorry Pan, it's just that I don't think she's capable of coming back when she's supposed to." Pan pulled him close. She rested her head on his shoulder. "You're way over protective Trunks. I'm starting to think that compared to Bra, you're not even over protective over me." Trunks had a sweat drop. "Why… why do you say that?" Pan sighed. "I don't know." Pan went over to the table and sat back down. There was a knock on the door. Trunks went to answer it. When he opened it he saw a young man holding his sister in his arms. Trunks gasped. "Bra!… what the hell have you done to my sister!!!" 17 glared. "I didn't do anything to your sister… she got into a little bit of trouble, and I decided to save her.. she's sleeping right now." Trunks grabbed for Bra. 17 let him take her into his arms. Trunks looked at 17. "Thank you…I guess.." Trunks hurried Bra into the house. "Pan get some blankets!!" Pan did as she was told. Trunks ran up to Bra's room. He quickly put two blankets around her body. "God, Bra this is the second time this week, that you have to be taken care of." Pan came into the room. "Trunks what happened to Bra?!" Trunks shrugged "I don't know but this guy came and brought her here." Said Trunks. Bra squirmed in his arms. Trunks laid her down gently under the covers. He kissed her forehead. "Night little Sis." Bulma was asleep in Vegeta's arms when they finally got back. Vegeta looked at her. "Dende… she's beautiful. It's still hard for me to be believe that I found this blue-haired Goddess." Bulma opened her eyes. "Hello my prince." Vegeta smirked. "I love it when you call me that." Bulma smiled. "Alright I can walk now." Vegeta put her down on her feet. She held onto his arm. "Vegeta do you think Bra is feeling better?" Vegeta shrugged. "Its hard to tell since she's my daughter." Bulma punched him in the shoudler. "I'm the one that brought her into this crappy world!" Vegeta laughed. "I helped!" Bulma smirked. "C'mon Vegeta let's go check on Trunks and Bra." Vegeta nodded. They crept upstairs. They opened the door to Trunks's room. Trunks was asleep in his bed. Bulma sighed. "And now for Bra." She opened the door to Bra's room. Bra seemed to be asleep… sound asleep. Bulam went over to her to pull the covers over her. Vegeta stopped her. "Let her rest.. you'll wake her up." Bulma nodded. "You're right." Bulma and Vegeta walked out to their room. Vegeta suddenly picked Bulma up. She gasped as he lifted her up. "Vegeta what are you doing?" Vegeta grinned. "I shall carry you to the palace my princess… no my queen." Bulma giggled. "Whatever Vegeta." Vegeta laughed. He suddenly dropped her. She gave a squeal. She landed on her butt. "Ow!" Vegeta walked over her. "you didn't actually think I was serious did you?" Bulma kicked Vegeta's leg. He flinched. Her kick hurt. Bulma smiled. "Vegeta pick me up." Vegeta rolled his eyes. He picked her up into his arms. He shut the door behind him. Bra awoke with a major headache. She groaned. She was not having a good week. She placed her hand on her forehead. She tried to go back to sleep, but was interuppted by Trunks walking into her room. "Bra?" he said quietly. "Are you wake?" Bra turned over to face him. "I am now." Trunks smiled at his little sister. He sat down on her bed next to her. "Bra are you ok?" Bra grumbled. "I have a headache." Trunks put his hand on her fore head. "You don't feel hot." He felt her cheek. She brushed it away. "Trunks just because I have a headache doesn't mean I have a fever." Trunks shrugged. "Just checking. Oh Hey Bra the guy that brought you back here last night is here right now." Bra held herself up in bed. "He's here?" Trunks nodded. "Well, does he want to see me?" Trunks stood up. "Yeah he wants to see of you're feeling better, do you want me to tell him to come back later?" Bra gasped. "No!- uh I mean no.. it's ok I'll get up now." Trunks shrugged "Whatever. He's in the kitchen. Look I gotta go meet Pan. I'll be back in a couple of hours. You're home alone.. so don't do anything you'll regret " Bra nodded. Trunks closed the door. Bra got up. She put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. She ran down the stairs. She walked into the kitchen. 17 was sitting there looking around the kitchen. She coughed. "Hi." She managed to say. He placed his eyes on her. "I see you're feeling better." Bra shrugged. "I've been better." He chuckled. "Well I can see that." Bra blushed. "Uh did you want something 17?" 17 looked at her. "You remember my name?" Bra nodded. "Of course, you saved my life." 17 smirked. "Most girls don't remember my name a minute after I've told them." Bra blushed. "Well I have a good memory." 17 stood up. "Well since I saved your life, don't I deserve something?" Bra's face grew red. "Uh yeah of course." 17 grinned. "Well what I want is to get to know you. So how about going out with me tonight." Bra gasped. "You- want go out on a date with me?" 17 smirked. "Think of it as a way to get to know me." He put his arm around her shoulder and whispered in her ear. "Who knows.. you might like getting to know me. Maybe you'll have fun." Bra nodded. "Yeah." He removed his arm and stepped away from her. "I take that as a yes?" Bra nodded. "Sure." 17 smirked. "Good, I'll be here to pick you up at 8:00." Bra nodded and blushed at the same time. "Yeah sur-sure" 17 walked out of the kitchen. Bra tried to keep calm. She ran her hands through her hair. "Can this be happening? Is this a dream? A really really really hot guy just asked me out on a date. ME!!! Of all people." She sank into a chair. "What will I wear?" She stood up off of the chair and ran to the phone. She dialed Tyler's number. She jumped up and down anxiously waiting for him to pick up. "C'mon Tyler!" Then she heard someone pick up. "Hello?" said a groaning, sleepy voice. "Ty!" There was a pause. "B?" "yeah!!" "it's 9:00 B I usually wake up at 11:00 . Why'd you wake me up so early?" "well I suspect that you already know about Jake and Jess." There was a silence. "yeah" "Well I have good news!" "Jake dropped dead?" Bra was stunned by this. " Uh no he didn't drop dead. A guy just asked me out! Me of all people!" "Really?!" " yeah" " Aww man that's really great B. I'm really happy for you. You deserve someone better than that piece of- "Well I wouldn't say that I deserve someone better. I want someone better rather than deserve." "Yeah. Hey B" " yeah?" "um can I ask you something?" " Sure Ty." " Well does this guy have a sister?" Bra giggled. "sorry Ty I think he's an only child" " aww darnet." " don't worry Ty I'll help you find a girlfriend." " you're my best friend B and Pan of course" " yeah and I'm glad too Ty" " Well I gotta go. See ya later B" " Bye Ty" Bra hung up the phone and ran upstairs. She jumped onto her bed. She laid on her back staring up at the ceiling. "17…." She whispered: I don't know why but whenever I was around him I felt safe and unharmed and warm. All out of harms way. He's so handsome and kind. I'm still having trouble believing that he's a fighter. He looks like one… .kinda. But he sure doesn't act like one. Please god… make this night work out. Bra silently went to sleep. She dreamed of how her date with 17 would be. |