My All - Ningyo no Misa

TITLE: My All
AUTHOR: Ningyo no Misa
PAIRING: Bra/Gohan
RATING: NC-17
WARNINGS: Lemon
NOTES: sequel to 'Eyes On You, Eyes On Me.'

(disclaimer: i don't own anything relating to DB/Z/GT. the characters and related subjects belong to the creator, Akira Toriyama, save for this original fic idea thought up and written by me! oh, i also don't own the song 'My All'; that belongs to Mariah Carey and co.)

My All
by: Ningyo no Misa

* * * * *
I am thinking of you
In my sleepless solitude tonight.
If it's wrong to love you,
Then my heart just won't let me be right;
Cuz I've drowned in you,
And I won't pull through,
Without you by my side...
* * * * *

::Han-kun...:: Bra woke from her sleep. Ever since she had left her previous life, this new one she had forged was full of loneliness and yearning. As much as she wanted to forget, her heart wouldn't let her block the memories she had of Gohan. He had slipped through her fingers like fine white grains of sand and now his being was scattered and torn from her in the passing wind. And it was all because of Videl...

"That inu," Bra sighed as she turned over, squeezing her eyes shut, forcing her brain to concentrate on sleep. "She doesn't realize the great value of what she has."

After a few minutes of tossing and turning, Bra gave up her search for unconsciousness. She flopped on her back, staring up at the ceiling and making shapes and figures out of the patterns spackled on. To her left was a feeding giraffe, to her right was a dagger; but in the middle appeared an image of a familiar face, firmly set and rigid but somewhat transparent. Bra stared up into the fake eyes for a while before tears glassed over her own and she had to break the stare to blink them away.

"Gohan, do you know that I love you?" Bra's voice was soft and trembling in her tiny apartment. Shadows danced happily on the walls, oblivious to her and her problems. "I love you more than any woman could. I understand you, Han-kun; Videl never could. We are so alike, you and I, both being demi-saiyans. Maybe we could join our families together through our love... But no, you choose some pathetic Earth female that could never have what you and I should've had."

Outside the air was still. Bra wished and prayed that somehow Gohan would hear her confessions by some act of the kami-san above, and he would come to her and love her again like he did one time before... With nothing left but those comforting memories, memories that proved she had gotten her man if it had only been for a lust-filled night, Bra finally drifted back into sleep. Her dreams were riddled with fantasies of a life with Gohan.

* * * * *
I'd give my all to have
Just one more night with you.
I'd risk my life to feel
Your body next to mine,
Cuz I can't go on
Living in the memory of our song.
I'd give my all for your love tonight...
* * * * *

That night, Bra dreamed of a place where she and Gohan could meet to show their love again and again in a very physical way. It wasn't anything fancy or elaborate, for it was the dream of their love that truly brought out the beauty of their affair. Even in sleep Bra was perfectly conscious of her thoughts. She found herself wondering why Gohan would deny himself of her when she was young, attractive and clearly willing to be his mate. She wondered if there were a way to get Videl out of the way, to un-bond Gohan from his wife if they had truly bonded... Bra was desperate to have him. She wanted him. She needed him. It didn't matter how she got him; she wanted to wake every morning in his arms with no one around to interfere.

When the morning came, Bra was reluctant to leave her dream world. But the shrill beeping of her alarm clock tore through the cloudy blankets of her mind and roused her. She showered quickly, dressed quickly, left quickly. There were many things that had to be done for her new apartment and she was kind of glad to get Gohan off her mind for a while. Bra's problems had been eating at her since she first left home.

Downtown in the marketplace, Bra searched for groceries, clothes, provisions, all the things she would need. She was wrong in thinking she could be rid of he that plagued her mind; for every time she turned, she half expected to see him standing a few feet away with his sullen expression pulling at his face. And she imagined him brightening upon sight of her and he would run to her, scoop her up in his arms and tell her she was the one for him. For now, for ever. But every time she turned, it was just another nameless face that blended and blurred into the rest of the masses. By the time she finished shopping, she was more downtrodden than she had been the previous night.

The rest of her day was tiring and slow. Many guys had tried to hit on her but she had refused them, annoyed because they were not 'her Gohan'. Bra smirked a little as she wondered what Pan's reaction would be if she knew her father had sweat like an animal while having his way with her good friend.

::Pan...:: Bra frowned. As much as she hated to admit, she actually missed the little brat. And it had only been two months since she last saw her... Bra could drop by at any time, really, but she was afraid she'd reveal the secret through her eyes. She thought everyone would be able to tell what she had done by just looking at her. Her parents had speculated; Vegeta had noted a faint but sure trace of Gohan's scent on her. Bra had made up a story that she was walking home and she ran into him and he lent her his coat because it was cold. And Vegeta had believed her. Bra wasn't totally sure she had convinced him, but he didn't ask any further into it so she considered herself off the hook. But there was something inside her, that same something that appeared on the night of her seduction of Gohan, that dared someone to find out her dirty secret. She wanted someone to know; then she'd be able to have him, even in humiliation.

"Oh, excuse me, Miss!" Bra collided with a gentleman, her belongings falling to the crowded sidewalk below. The man stooped to help her gather up her things quickly and as she looked up into his eyes, she froze.

::His face... this guy has his face...::

"G-Gohan-san?" Bra gasped as she chewed her lower lip. The man looked at her, puzzlement in his eyes. No, this was not Gohan.

"No, gomen, I'm not Gohan. I'm really very sorry about this, Miss. Here, let me help you up." Bra stumbled back into disappointment as the man lifted her and tipped his hat. "So long!"

::I must be crazy,:: Bra thought as she closed her eyes and clutched her packages close. ::I should have known. Those weren't Han-kun's eyes.::

* * * * *
Baby can you feel me
Imagining I'm looking in your eyes?
I can see you clearly,
Vividly emblazoned in my mind.
And yet you're so far,
Like a distant star
I'm wishing on tonight...
* * * * *

Bra really didn't need a shower that night, but she felt like her skin was crawling. She turned the water up as hot as it would go and let the spray sear her back, legs, chest. She stepped out of the shower completely naked, unaware that she had left her blinds open and unaware that she was being watched. She shook her head violently, beads of water flinging off the silky blue strands into the air. The figure admired her body in the light and became slightly aroused as Bra bent over to rub lotion all over her skin. His eyes caressed her curves and tan body. He wanted her... A low growl of passion escaped his throat as Bra stretched directly in front of the window. Then her back was to him; then he was inside; then he was behind her.

"Sa!" Bra cried, whirling around as eyes pierced into the back of her head. Her eyes widened and she threw her arms and hands as best she could over her nakedness. "Gohan, what--!!!" Gohan held a finger to his lips.

"Dozo, iie, shimasen. Please, put your arms down. Please."

Bra took a deep breath and complied. ::Whoever up there did this... arigatou.::

Gohan's eyes ran over her form again and again, and the more he did the fiercer his desire to ravage her became. Bra glanced down at his crotch and saw a slight bulge forming. She heard Gohan chuckle and instantly snapped her eyes up to meet his.

"You must be excited," he teased as he motioned to her hardening nipples.

Bra flushed a deep crimson and nervously tucked her hair behind her ear. "I-Iie, it's cold in here, Gohan-san."

Gohan approached her and lifted her left hand, kissing it and noticing the gold band on her finger. He smiled a little. "Nice to see you wear this."

"Well, it's all I have of you."

Gohan's smile broadened and he nodded. "Fair enough, I suppose it is. But perhaps," he purred in her ear as she shivered, "you can have me tonight. Will you accept or refuse me?"

Bra wanted so bad to kiss him. She flung her naked body against his muscular frame and smothered his lips in long, hot kisses. Gohan welcomed the feel of her pert breasts pushing against his chest.

"Do you even have to ask?" she cried, clinging to him as he laid her on the bed, turned out the lights and lit a single candle on the night-stand.

He undressed himself slowly, carefully, before positioning himself on top again. But Bra would not have it; in a swift move, she slid from beneath him, reappeared on top and pinned him down. A sly grin pulled at the left corner of her mouth and Gohan was furthered into erection with her seductive expression and boldness.

"Girl, what are you doing?" Gohan sighed as Bra's mouth found his again, pouty lips soft against his.

"I'm not a girl anymore, Gohan. Would a girl do this to you?" Bra responded as she ground her hips into his. The motion produced a low moan from Gohan and Bra continued to tease him. She would make him wait like he had made her. Bra licked his hardness slowly, the skin feeling much like velvet on her tongue. It was swelled and throbbing, but she would not sheath it until she was ready. Gohan's muscles contracted as he tried to gain control over himself. He gritted his teeth and thrust his hips upward in Bra's face, making her take him fully inside her mouth. His hands pulled at her hair as he sucked air sharply in through his teeth as Bra pleasured him with her tongue. The first couple drops of sweat formed on his brow and stomach, running down his body and into the crevices of muscle. To think one of Pan's friends could blow his mind like this...

"Bra, now you're the one being mean," Gohan smirked as another grunt of pleasure formed in his throat. "I thought you were told to be kind to your elders?"

Bra slid back up his body and laughed. "Just paying you back, Gohan-san."

Gohan kissed her lips hard. "Don't call me that, Child. You make me feel old."

Bra frowned. She was not a child. She must show him. With a vigorous push, Bra took Gohan fully inside her on the first time. His jaw dropped open in surprise as her warm center closed in around him and her hands gripped his arms. She threw back her head and began to rock back and forth, slowly at first to prolong her pleasure.

"Han-kun," she breathed, groaning and grinding into him, "am I such a child now? Will you see me as a woman now?" Gohan could not answer. His senses had long been overcome by the sensations flowing through his body and he was not about to fight them off. But were he able to talk, he would have told her she was all woman and more. How could this delicate little creature captivate and excite him so? And what did she see in him?

"Dear Kami!" Gohan shouted as Bra quickened her pace. He began to thrust along with her, pushing further into her, needing deeper penetration. He was eager to get inside her, he wanted to claim her womanhood for his own. Gohan leaned up and took one of Bra's firm breasts in his mouth, suckling and biting it, sending shocks of mingled pain and ecstasy up to her brain. Bra gasped and sighed, raking her nails into Gohan's back. He had been holding back the whole time, but he feared he could not hold onto himself any longer. He grabbed Bra around her waist and slammed her down on his climax one final time before exploding and releasing inside of her. This time, Bra's scream was not silent.

Bra made sure Gohan did not leave her again that night. They consummated their love two more times, though none surpassed the first of the three. Gohan fell asleep holding her, his hands buried deep in her curly locks and his body nestled in-between her legs. Bra stayed awake, running her hands across his face and abdomen. The bulges of muscle felt so nice under the touch of her palm and she marveled at his strength. And he had been gentle with her.

They were both aware of the dangers this affair possessed. Bra didn't know how long she could hold out; she wanted to tell the whole world of her lover. But she would not ruin Gohan like that. If this was the only way she could have him, then so be it. She wanted him any way she could get him.

"I have to go back."

Bra held Gohan tighter as tears ran from her eyes and fell onto his cheek.

"So soon?"

"Hai. Gomen, Bra-chan, but I told Videl I'd only be away a night and a morning training."

"Surely you can stay here with me five more minutes?" Bra whispered, not wanting to reveal the unsteadiness in her voice.

Gohan looked up at her and kissed her in the crook of her neck. He nodded.

"I will say a while longer, and then I must go. But Bra-chan, you must know that I will come for you again and again. I won't leave you."

Bra kissed his forehead. No matter how many times she would change her life, Gohan would still be a part of every one. She had to accept the fact that their love would be a secret forever until the day of judgment. She had to accept the fact that Gohan belonged to another and they were deeply sinning just to share their love. And both were willing to go to Hell for it.

well! what didja think??? hopefully you liked it, Gohan and Bra doesn't seem to be a really *popular* pair, but hey... i like it!