Wollt ihr das Bett in Flammen sehen
By: Winter Peacecraft-Yuy and Meilin Rae

"The heart has its reason, whereof reason knows nothing." --Unknown

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Has anyone ever told you that, in any situation, things will get worse before they get better? But what if the situation kept getting worse? Have you ever thought that thinking of someone other than your mate would drive you totally insane; especially if the person was of your own bloodline?

Hi, my name is Bra Briefs, daughter to Bulma Briefs and Vegeta. I'm the twenty-six-year-old Vice President of Capsule Corporation. I'm married to Son Goten, the youngest son of my parent's best friends, Son Goku and Chichi. I have three lovely children: Star Angel, Goten Jr. and Tempest. Together, Goten, the children, and myself live out in a secluded area, away from the city. We live a simple life…

Well, the simplicity of my life ended after a talk with my father.

Flashback

It was mid-afternoon when my father had come over to visit me. I had been cooking supper at the time, and had not expected his arrival, until I heard a knock at the door, and felt his KI outside. I had been ready to answer it, but my oldest son, Goten Jr., ran past me and went to answer it instead. I sighed and put the lid on my pot of cooking chili, and went into the living room just as my son opened the door.

"Hi grandpa!" Jr., as we call him, exclaimed and latched onto my father's leg.

"Where's your mother?" Father asked as he looked down at my son.

I giggle slightly and stepped forward, un-attaching my son from my father's leg, "I'm right here, Papa." Sure, I was excited to see him, but the look on his face foretold of something to come. "What brings you all the way out here?"

My father's expression was serious as usual, "Something important has come up that may affect your life, princess."

I led my father inside and motioned for him to sit on the couch while I took Jr. to the backyard and told him to play with his brother and sister. The way my father looked told me that he wanted to speak with me alone. I mean, I hadn't seen him in over a month and I knew he didn't just want to sit around and drink tea and ask about my home life. My father was different than your average man.

"What do you need to talk to me about, Papa?"

His expression softened a little as he spoke, "Bra, there comes a time in every Saiya-jin's life when a change happens. A very indescribable change. I don't know if you're ready for me to tell you this, but I had to warn you."

I smiled and placed a hand on my father's shoulder, "You can tell me anything, papa!"

"I don't know how to say this well, but I'll explain it the best way I know how," He started and looked me dead in the eyes with a stone cold expression, "On my home planet, Vegeta, when there was a change in the moon, the Saiya-jin instincts changed slightly. Even though the planet was destroyed, the moon still rises, falls, and changes with every seasonal progression. I hadn't realized it until I had the affects when I had returned to Namek looking for Freeza. I felt the moon rise and I knew then, if I had any children, they would need to be warned.

"As I was saying, when the moon changes, so do the Saiya-jin instincts. The moon may stay in play for two days or three years, but as long as it is risen, you will feel the change in your blood. This is what my people called a 'Royal Ascending'. Your brother went through it when you were very young. We had to lock him in his room to keep him from harming the women of the city. Your mother was slightly worried, but the affects of the moon wore off in two days and Trunks was back to normal."

My brows creased in anger, "So, what are you saying? That Trunks wanted to sleep with every girl he saw when I was a little kid? No big deal, papa! There's nothing to worry about!"

My father rolled his eyes, "You've been hanging around Kakarot's brat too damn long! The affects of stupidity are showing through."

"Excuse me!?" I stood and placed my hands on my hips, "That's your son-in-law! You need to show a little more kindness around him, papa!"

"Bra, shut up. We are not here to talk about Goten or any of Kakarot's family, got that?" Father stood and looked down at me, "I came here to warn you of the moon, Bra! I want you to stay away from your brother until I give you the okay!"

My facial features fell into a frown and I poked my father in the chest, "I can't avoid seeing Trunks! We work together! Besides, what's the big deal, papa? It's just a moon! A big, round, white object in the sky! Big fucking deal!"

Father caught my hand and glared daggers right at me. I was scared, "You will not use that tone of voice with me, Bra! I am your father and you will show me respect." He released my hand and walked towards the door, "As for the moon, stay away from your brother. I do not want to see you near him. Understood?"

I stared down at my hand and back up at my father with tears brimming in my eyes. He had never spoken that harsh to me before. I didn't understand why he wanted to keep me from seeing my older brother. He looked back at me before he opened the door. I only got one word out.

"Why?"

Father's expression softened, "When the moon rises, you will no longer lust after your mate."

I quirked an eyebrow at his statement and cocked my head to the side.

He sighed, "Goten will no longer be able to fulfill your sexual needs, Bra. As the princess, you will lust after something that will always be out of your reach."

"And that would be?"

He turned around and gathered his KI to take off, "Heed my warning: stay away from Trunks, Bra. You will understand shortly."

I was still confused, "I'm not very patient; you know that! Why can't you tell me?!"

My father didn't answer. He just took off to the sky. Leaving me standing in my living room, very confused and bewildered.

End Flashback

After that "heartwarming" talk with my father, I felt confused, bewildered. I didn't know what to do. So, I decided to confront the problem on my own … in my own way. That is, of course, after I handled business. I had been planning an event for weeks because Trunks was out of town, leaving me to deal with presidential decisions at Capsule Corporation. The benefit was to gain support for a new modeling agency. Of course, I was elected to "volunteer" in the show, meaning I would be putting on one of those sexy outfits and modeling myself.

I woke up three days after "the talk" to get ready for the event that evening. I did my normal morning ritual … get up, get a shower, and dry my hair. That's when I saw them … streaks. I glanced at the mirror quickly, but something caught my eye. Those were streaks in my hair! On the right, a black streak stood out like my father at a sporting event. On the left, a purple streak that looked like the exact shade of … you guessed it … Trunks's hair. I screamed, and Goten came running in the bathroom.

"What's wrong?!" Goten looked at my hair and screamed like a little girl. "What the HELL is that?! If I were you, I would sue that shampoo company!"

"I don't know what happened! It wasn't the shampoo, dummy! Something's wrong! I can't go to that damn modeling thing looking like this!" I fingered the two streaks, trying to pull the color off of them. It didn't work. I pouted. "Do something!"

"Aww. You poor thing." Goten wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my forehead lightly. "You're still beautiful, no matter how many different shades of color your hair is."

I sighed. That was true, but still, I couldn't figure out why my hair was like this. And however sweet Goten was didn't change the fact that my hair was THREE DIFFERENT COLORS! I glanced at the mirror again, noticing the purple streak. It made me think of Trunks, but why?! I had no clue.

The phone rang. Suddenly, I was hoping Trunks was the one calling. Why was I having these thoughts? He is my brother. Isn't that illegal or something? That didn't matter. He was still standing out in my mind … in more ways than one.

Since I was still standing in the bathroom, Goten had gone to answer the phone. He called for me. It was Trunks, he said. My heart skipped a beat when Goten said his name, and I walked as calmly as I could to answer the phone.

"Hello?" When I heard his voice on the other end of the line, I had a sudden feeling of excitement … and want. I didn't know why my brother's voice sounded so damn sexy all of a sudden, but nothing could change my mind about that.

"Bra? Bra? Bra! Are you going to answer my question, or just sit there, thinking about whatever strikes your fancy?" Trunks sounded a little anxious on the other end, a lot like what I felt inside. Was he feeling the same way that I was right then? Or was my mind playing tricks on me?

"Sorry. I think it starts at seven tonight, but I'm not sure."

Trunks laughed slightly, "You're not sure?"

Chills. I had chills running up and down my spine. Why was this happening to me? "No, I'm not. Do you have a problem with that?" I tried to sound playful, but I think that it came out as more of a seductive sentence than anything.

After a few more moments of awkward silence, we ended our conversation. And suddenly, I missed my brother. I missed his voice. I missed his face. I missed the way he spoke to me in that loving manner. I missed everything.

Goten ended that. He came up behind me and put his arms around my waist. "Look, I know that you really want me to be there tonight, but I'm not sure that I can come. I had a few things planned with Dad. I'm sorry Bra. You're not angry, are you?"

I contemplated this for a long time. Was I angry, or was I relieved that I could have some time alone with my feelings? Was I relieved that I could have time alone with Trunks? That I could see him and not worry about how I acted or what I said? This was almost too much for me. I couldn't control all of these strange … and I do mean strange … sensations that I was feeling.

"No, it's fine. I understand that you've already made plans with your father. Don't worry about it. I'll just get Trunks to be my company for the evening. Pan isn't going either." I tingled inside when I said Trunks's name, and I also felt a little bit of jealousy when I said Pan's name.

I went back into the bathroom to do what I could with my hair. I tried to hide the two streaks with the rest of my hair. It didn't work. So, I tried to make the best of the situation … I covered it with a fashionable scarf. That looked like shit, though, so I just let it go. If anyone said anything to me, I'd beat his ass. I was a super saiya-jin, after all.

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"Miss Briefs, the Shinjitsu Company executive is on line three. She insists that she speak with you."

If that woman doesn't quit calling, I'm going to kill her. I pressed the button on the intercom to reply to my secretary, "Mandy, tell her that I'm extremely busy at the moment. Tell her to call back some other time."

"Yes ma'am."

I sighed and reclined in my chair, trying to get rid of my growing headache. The minute I set foot in my office, I had been swamped with paper work and other company executives calling. Trunks still hadn't returned from his business meeting, which meant I had to put up with everything until he returned. I closed my eyes and started to relax. That moment was lived in vain.

"Miss Briefs, Mrs. Keitaro won't quit calling until she speaks with you or Mister Briefs. What should I tell her?" Mandy asked politely.

I almost had to urge to scream. Almost. "I'll talk with her, Mandy. Line three, right?"

"Yes ma'am."

I sat back up and picked up the phone, pressing the line three button, "Bra Briefs speaking."

"Ah, Miss Briefs, about time you accepted my telephone call," The voice on the other end said rudely. Elizabeth Keitaro was a snobby, stuck up bitch. Trunks and I had made an agreement with her company about two years ago to help with their financial problems. Elizabeth suddenly thought that she was hot shit here the past couple of weeks. Sometimes, she would show up and try to order the employees of this company around like they were her dogs. I really, really didn't like this woman.

"Listen, Elizabeth, I really don't have time to deal with your petty bullshit right now. I'm trying to run my company while Mister Briefs is away. Now, I would really appreciate it if you would call back tomorrow," I tried to be calm, but my temper was getting the best of me.

Elizabeth laughed at my words, "I'll be sure to tell Mister Briefs how rudely you spoke to me just now," she paused for a minute, "And as for my reason for calling, I just wanted to let you know that your company is about to be sued, but…I'll call back later. Bye, bye!"

"WAIT!" I screamed, but didn't receive an answer. I slammed the phone down onto the cradle and stormed out of my office madder than a bat out of hell, "Mandy, I need you to call the corporate lawyers and set up a conference with them for tomorrow morning. Jasmine, call Trunks and tell him I need him here right away!"

"Why?" Jasmine asked. She didn't understand that when Trunks was away, I was in charge.

I turned cold eyes on her, "I don't need a reason. Now, you can either do what I say or be humiliated and fired in front of everyone. Is that understood?"

Jasmine snorted and I walked back into my office, sitting down in my chair. I picked up my glasses and resumed looking over the papers that were stacked on my desk. I had a billion things to do before the dinner tonight, but my mind wasn't focusing at the moment. I dropped the papers and sat back in my chair.

We're being sued. How could this have happened? Capsule Corp. has done nothing but help out that wench and her company. I can't believe this! I was brought out of my thoughts by the telephone. I knew it was Trunks because he was the only one who knew the direct extension to my desk, besides mother and myself. I picked it up slowly, "Bra Briefs speaking."

Trunks's voice was as calm as ever, "Bra, what's wrong? Jasmine called and said that you were upset about something. What's going on?"

My voice cracked and tears threatened to spill over, "Oh Trunks, Elizabeth Keitaro called. She said that we're being sued."

"WHAT?!" Trunks screamed. I hadn't been affected by his risen voice due to my hysterical behavior, "Bra, listen to me. It's gonna be okay. I'm almost there. Just hang tight and stop crying. You know I can't stand it when you cry, sweetheart," His voice changed slightly, "Your smile is much sexier than a frown."

I sniffled. He was right, "Arigatou, oniisan. I'll see you when you get here. Ja ne." I hung up the phone, not waiting for a reply. My brother could be so sweet sometimes. He always knew how to cheer me up.

"Your smile is much sexier than a frown."

His words echoed in my head for what seemed like an eternity. Then it hit me. Trunks had told me my smile was sexy! When did he think my smile was sexy?! More the less, when did he start talking to me like that?! Ever since the talk with my father, I had been feeling very strange. More specifically, my feelings towards Trunks were turning into something more than a brother-sister relationship thing.

I reached into my desk and pulled out my favorite CD. I popped it into the C drive of my computer and hit play. I leaned back into the soft leather of my chair and soon feel asleep to the assortment of German music flowing through my office.

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Winter: So, what did y'all think of chapter one? Pretty cool, huh? Well, the weirdness has just begun, so stayed tuned for more chapters!
Meilin: If things go according to plan, we should update within the next couple of days. If we don't, just send us a harassing email. I'm sure that will get us up and going. Till next time…Ja ne!

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