young man!" thought Bra, startled. "Hello!" he said gently.


"Can I ask you to dance?"


Bra blushed. "yes ... gladly!" she stuttered. She took his hand and took him to the dance floor. He wrapped his arms around Bras aille and she put her hands on his shoulders.


"May I ask your name?" he asked smiling.




"Um my name is Bra. Bra Briefs. And hers?"




"Bra a lovely name! I'm Satoru Ichi."



“Oh Satoru! Another beautiful name!” The two danced arm in arm and Bra was on cloud nine.




Vegeta had his eyes closed while he danced with Bulma. You too. Vegeta opened his eyes slightly to look at Bra. But she was no longer in her place.


Vegeta opened his eyes completely and looked around the room. Then he found her dancing with the young man who had saved her that afternoon. Vegeta got mad. His energy rose and Bulma opened her eyes. She looked at him in amazement, then turned her gaze to Bra. When she discovered Bra dancing, she knew what was going on in Vegeta.




"Vegeta keep calm! He's not doing anything to her!" His energy rose more and more. "If he turns into an SSJ now, there will be panic!" thought Bulma.


She pinched Vegeta's arm lightly. "Vegeta!" she ground her teeth. Vegeta stomped towards Bra and Satoru, getting angrier and angrier.He stopped just before them. Satoru and Bra stopped dancing and looked at Vegeta.




"Never touch my daughter again!" he said angrily to Satoru.




"But dad ... he only danced with me!"




"That is enough!"




"I didn't do anything ?!" said Satoru in surprise.




"Bra? We're leaving now! And I want you to never see this guy again!" Vegeta was getting more and more irritable.




"But dad! I ..."




“Shut up!” He grabbed Bra by the arm with a hard grip and trudged to the door.




"Come on Bulma we're going!"




She paid and then also left the shop. "Thank you, we enjoyed it very much!" she said to the waiters. All three got in the car and drove home. Nobody said anything on the drive.


When they got home, Bra quickly ran to her room. She closed the door and lay down on the bed. She wept bitterly. "Why only? What did he do?"





Vegeta and Bulma went into the room and watched TV.




"Vegeta ..." began Bulma.




"Hm?"




"You are just too jealous! She is your daughter, not your lover! And she is no longer the little girl she used to be! She is an adult! At her age, many girls already have boyfriends!"




"But I have to protect her! What if he wants something bad for her?" he asked worried.




"You worry too much! Bra will know what's right for her! When I was 16 I had two steadfast friends. And she didn't have one yet!"




"What if he just wants to get her to bed?"




"No! I don't think so! And if Bra knows what she's doing!"












“Bra?” Trunks knocked on Bra's door. “Hey sister, open it!” Bra got up from the bed and unlocked the door. Trunks looked into Bras's face and looked puzzled.Bra couldn't hold back any longer. She let her emotions run free and fell sobbing around Trunks' neck.


"But what is it?" he asked, patting his sister on the back reassuringly.


Both sat down on the bed and Trunks listened understandably to what Bra was saying.


"Dad! That's so mean of him! Why am I not allowed to have fun too?"




"Bra?"




"Hm?"




"I think Vegeta is just worried about you! He's scared, wants to protect you!"




"Sniff. I don't think so! He won't grant me my luck! Sniff!" said Bra with a completely tearful face.




"Oh yes! You are his greatest darling! He is afraid that you will run to ruin!"




"But then I notice it myself sniff"




"Oh come on! Be a big, strong girl! Unfortunately I have to go now. Talk to father!"




"Hm if you mean .. Thank you Trunks!" she hugged her brother.



"Well then! If you smile you are a lot prettier!" He got up and then left Bras' room. She lay down on the bed and fell asleep from exhaustion.






At night:




"Hm? What?" vegeta rubbed her eyes sleepily. "What only 3:00 o'clock? Oh man! 6 hours until breakfast!" He looked at Bulma, who was sleeping peacefully. He kissed her forehead and then rose from the bed.


He sipped down the hallway into the kitchen. He arrived and saw a shadow sitting there. Since the moon was shining so brightly, he could see the outline. There sat bra! He turned on the light.




"Wake up so early?" he asked kindly.




"Hm .." Bra didn't look up. She just stared at the cup she held in both hands. Vegeta went to the cupboard and took out plates and cutlery. Then he emptied the refrigerator. Vegeta sat down at the table and ate.


Bra just sat there and looked into her cup.Her look grew sadder and sadder. Vegeta was completely focused on his food and didn't notice it. A tear ran down Bra's cheek. It dripped onto the table. Now Vegeta looked up.




"A..but Bra!" he said startled and immediately dropped his cutlery.




"Hey Bra! What's up?"




Bra put her elbows on the table and buried her face in her hands. She sobbed out loud.


Vegeta got a little queasy. He looked at Bra and tried to talk to her.


"Hey! Bra princess! What is it? Aren't you okay? Are you sick? Shall I get you something? Say something! Bra!" Bra wiped the tears from his face and looked at Vegeta.


She grimaced and fell crying on her father's neck. He put his arms around her and stroked her back.


After a while he looked at her and said: "Hey, you are my big girl! You are a princess! You don't need to cry!"



"Oh dad!" said Bra.




"Won't you tell me what's wrong with you?" Vegeta asked and smiled at her. Bra nodded slightly.




"But not here! I'm cold here!"




Vegeta got up and took Bra in his arms. He walked down the hall to Bra's room and sat her on the bed. Then he closed the door and stood there.




"So:" Bra began and bowed his head. "I don't want you to interfere in my relationships! I'm an adult! Can walk and stand alone! I can also take good care of myself! I just want you to stop treating me like a little child!"




Vegeta bowed his head. He went to Bra's bed and sat down. "I'm just scared for you! You are such a delicate creature and as your father I have to protect you! I'm just angry when you get turned on by a guy like that!"




"I understand you, but please! Please understand me too!"



Vegeta nodded slightly.




"May ... may I see him again?" Bra asked carefully.




"Let's see..."




"You dad?"




"Yes?"




"So .." Bra blushed.




"I've never really kissed before and I don't really know ..."




Vegeta blushed too. "And what ... do I ... have to do with it?"




"I thought I could try it on you ..."




"Why not to Trunks?"




"He's my brother!"




"I am your father!"




"That's different ... so may I?"




"Um well .. I don't really know ..."




"Please Dad! Only once!" Bra looked at him pleadingly.




"I hurt her before today ... I don't want to do it again .." thought Vegeta.




"OK I'll do it!"




Bra was happy. She sat cross-legged on the bed and looked at Vegeta. He looked at her too.

"Like Bulma back then!" he thought. "Sweet and untouched!"


Bra closed her eyes and got closer and closer to Vegeta. He took her chin gently and lifted it. He closed his eyes too.


Bras' heart was racing. She was so excited! It was just her father, but she had never kissed anyone, really ...


Bra and Vegeta got closer and closer. Then their lips met. Bra backed away a little, but then pressed hers to Vegeta's lips again.


"Hm .. so gentle!" she thought. After a few seconds they both parted and opened their eyes.


"You have very soft lips!" said Bra. "Can you kiss me properly once in a while?"




"How right?"




"With tongue!"




"But that's going too far!"




"Please! I don't want to be ashamed of myself! What if I do something wrong?"




"Okay! But that's enough!" said Vegeta.




"OK"




Again they both closed their eyes and approached.Their lips met. Bra opened her mouth slightly and Vegeta ran his tongue in. Bras tongue did nothing at first. Vegeta slid his tongue over Bra's teeth and played with her tongue. Bra let himself be guided. They kissed very intensely. They broke up after a while.




"You are a good kisser!" said Bra. Vegeta smiled.










"Yawn! I'm tired!" Bra sipped into the kitchen. "Tomorrow!" she said sleepily.




"Good morning! About time you woke up!" she greeted Bulma. Everyone was sitting at the table, except Vegeta, who was training.


When Bra finished breakfast, she went to the gravity room. She knocked and waited. Vegeta opened the door and looked out sweaty.




"Yes?"




"May I come inside?"




"Hm..."




Vegeta turned down gravity and let Bulma enter. She sat on the floor, pulled her legs up, put her arms around them, and put her head on her