Authors notes: Ok, well I don't own any of the characters (sniff sniff) or DBZ, DBZGT and so on... You know the drill. I own practically nothing so it might not be a good idea to sue me. You'd probably get nothing more than a pillow and a stuffed animal. Yes, that's about all that I own.



Upstairs...

Bra had finished changing into her bathing suit. She walked across the room and glanced in the mirror. 'Why am I so nervous? This is Goten we're talking about, GOTEN. He's seen me in a bathing suit before'

'Yeah, but you weren't thinking about how cute he was at the time' a tiny voice in her subconscious crept forward.

'Shut up. I've always thought he was cute, but that's not the point.'

'Then what is the point?'

Bra froze. 'I don't know....'

'Yes you do, you want him to think you're cute too.'

'No I don't. I shouldn't care what other people think about me.'

'You shouldn't, but you do...'

'No I don't.'

'Then why are you being so defensive?'

'I'm not being defensive! Ok, so maybe I am, but that doesn't mean anything.'

'Of course it does. You are nervous and you know it.'

'I'm not nervous, ok maybe just a little.'

'A little? You're arguing with yourself for goodness sake.'

'...'

Bra turned back around to face her reflection in the mirror. 'Ok...no more being self conscious, I should just go out there and be myself.'

Bra quickly walked across the room and picked up a tank top and pair of cut off shorts. She slipped them on over her suit and turned back to the door. ::achoo:: She sneezed lightly. A sudden chill raked her body.

She opened the door and walked out into the living room, unconsciously wrapping her arms around her and shivering lightly. ::achoo:: She again sneezed lightly, it was slightly high pitched and in Gotens opinion really adorable.

Bra shook her head lightly. She was suddenly freezing cold and her hands were beginning to turn numb. She took another step into the room before freezing still. She could barely move and could feel her legs threatening to give out. 'No...No not now'

Goten noticed how she was shivering and stood up from the couch. He was instantly at her side with his arm around her back.

"Are you ok?" he asked. He was extremely worried and pulled her closer to him.

Bra nodded her head and then sneezed again. "Yeah...I'm just...::achoo::...just a little cold."

Goten narrowed his eyes at her as she tried to leave his grip and walk to the door. "Come on Goten...::Achoo::...we should...get back to the...pool" She again sneezed.

"Oh no you don't," Goten had wrapped his arm around her again and began directing her back towards her room. "You're getting sick, it must have been because you were stuck in those wet clothes so long." Goten felt regret immediately. He thought that he shouldn't have pushed her into the pool, and taken so long to take her to get warmer clothing.

She shook her head and tried to object, "I'm...not sick."

Goten looked at her sternly and she lowered her head. She lightly coughed.

"Not sick eh? Come on, let's get you into bed."

Bra gave up on trying to persuade him that she was fine. She let him lead her to her bead and she sat down. Due to his encouragement she then lay down and sighed. When she began to shiver again Goten lifted her comforter from beneath her and covered her.

"I'm going to go tell Trunks and Pan that you're sick ok? Promise me you'll stay in bed?"

Bra nodded her head and hugged the warm comforter closer to her. "Goten? Can you come back and check on me?"

Goten smiled and nodded his head. He continued to stare at her before he leaned forward and kissed her forehead. He noticed that her head was slightly warm and confirmed that she had a fever, although that hadn't been the reason he kissed her.

"I'll be back soon Bra-chan." he whispered and then brushed a strand of hair from her face. He leaned away from her and watched her eyes slide close as she smiled lightly, letting a small sigh escape her lips.

Goten reluctantly left the room and then quickly walked outside and down the hall.

Meanwhile, near the pool...

Trunks had just whispered a few words that made Pans body uncontrollably shiver. "Maybe I will punish you..."

Pan leaned forward and nipped his nose before sliding her mouth near his ear. "Should I be scared?" she purred.

Trunks wanted nothing more than to kiss her, and then indeed 'punish' her as he had said. His mind swarmed with visions and ideas of what exactly he could do next. Unfortunately Pan's mind was also swarming with ideas, and when their eyes met they couldn't help but burst out in laughter.

Pan pulled away from Trunks and took a few steps away from him, while turning around. She brought her hand towards her mouth to cover her giggles and made sure to keep her face away from his so that he wouldn't notice her deep crimson blush.

Trunks was chuckling as well. It was the only way they could both cover the sexual tension that was in the air. It was at that moment that Goten had walked into the room. He paused for a moment wondering what exactly was so funny but quickly dismissed the curiosity as he had earned the gazes of his two friends.

"Ummm hey, I just wanted to tell you that Bra and I aren't going to swim. She's sick; I guess she got a cold from being stuck in wet clothing for so long. She's not seriously sick, but she should probably stay in bed for a while."

Pan looked worried, "I'm going to go check on her...." She started to run out of the room but then stopped. She turned around and gave Trunks a puppy dogface. He gestured to one of the lawn chairs where she quickly ran to retrieve the room key.

Goten watched her run out of the room and then turned back to his best friend. "Should I ask what was going on before I got here? I didn't...interrupt anything did I?"

Trunks regained his composure and shrugged his shoulders. He walked over and grabbed several of their clothes and towels and such. Goten decided not to ask why their clothing was scattered through out the room. Instead he picked up some towels and walked towards the door.

After surveying the door, which was off of its hinges, Trunks groaned. "Well, that's more money to add to the bill."

Goten and Trunks walked to the elevator. "Trunks, can I ask you something?"

Trunks stiffened at the thought of what type of question could be asked, "Well, depends on the question I guess."

The face of Goten lit up in curiosity, 'I wonder what type of question he doesn't want me to ask...'

"I was just wondering if you liked my niece," he asked casually. When he looked over and noticed that Trunks was trying to devise an excuse of some short Goten laughed. "Don't worry Trunks, I'm not her father. If you like her I wouldn't mind, but I would like to know."

Trunks laughed nervously. "Well, I suppose I do sort of like her...oh kami what am I saying? Yes Goten, I do like Pan. I feel more towards her than I have ever felt towards anyone in my entire life. Do you think she likes me Goten?"

With wide eyes and a face that couldn't decide weather to be worried, or shocked, Goten shook his head yes. After regaining his thought process he couldn't help but wonder how dense Trunks could be. "Trunks, how stupid can you be? She's been in love with you for as long as I can remember. Well...then again I guess I wouldn't have known unless Bra told me."

A goofy grin spread across Trunks' face. 'She likes me? She really likes me?' He felt like jumping around the elevator in joy, but instead calmed down. He decided to steer the conversation away from his current love life, and on to Gotens.

"Well, since I told you that I liked your niece, than it's only fair that you tell me who you like."

Goten felt as if his entire body trembled. When Trunks noticed his reaction he laughed. "Come on Goten, I'm not her father, I'm her brother. If you like my sister then I'd be cool with it. Just as long as you treat her well, which I know you will.'

Goten relaxed slightly. The elevator gave a high-pitched beep and then the doors slid open. They walked to the door. Trunks searched for his keys and sighed in frustration as soon as he realized he lent them to Pan. Goten smiled at his friends impatience and opened the door with his own key.

Trunks looked back towards Goten with a curious expression, "You do like Bra don't you?"

Goten nodded his head and felt relief as he saw a smile grace Trunks' lips. "I'm going to go check on her real quick, then I'll find a way to get Pan out of their so you can talk to her."

With that Trunks disappeared behind a door. Goten followed him and entered Bra's room.

Inside the room Trunks immediately took notice to the fact that Pan was still wearing only her bathing suit. Bra was lying in bed and looking a little pale. He was immediately standing next to Pan. "I'm fine Trunks," she said.

She looked up hopefully from her pillow and smiled at the sight of Goten standing in the doorway. The room fell silent and Trunks and Pan were the only ones aware that their two friends were staring so intent at each other. Pan was about to ask a question when Trunks turned to her and put a finger to his lips symbolizing silence.

Pan shut her mouth and looked back towards her Uncle who had decided to break the silence. "Is there...anything I can do, or get for you Bra?"

Bra was about to shake her head no when she realized she was hungry. She blushed shyly and looked back towards her feet. "Some um soup would be nice."

Goten just smiled and left the room towards the kitchen. 'I just have to figure out how to cook this soup, it shouldn't be too difficult.'

Mean while in the room Pan and Trunks both asked Bra how she was feeling, if they could get her anything, if she wanted some rest. And all those other questions that people press you with when you're sick.

"Come on guys, it's a cold. I'll be fine in a day or so. I just need some hot soup and rest I guess."

Goten walked back into the room with a large bowl of soup, as well as a TV tray. He set it on her night table and reached forward to help her sit up before setting it directly in front of her.

Pan and Trunks both realized that they were being ignored and silently left the room.

"What should we do now?" asked Pan.