Hey everyone! This is my second DBZ fic so be kind cuz i don't know if it is any better than my first. Flames and constructive criticism accepted PLEASE r&r!!!!!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z or any of the characters in it. Though sometimes I wonder what the world would be like if I did …

"Text"- Talking
'Text'- Thinking

Chapter One
Noticed

The bell rang loudly as Pan dropped her test paper on her teacher's desk on top of all the others. She turned around to find her friend Bra and her eyes fell unexpectedly on someone else. A tall muscular lavender haired boy with bright blue eyes. Pan recognized him as her best friends brother but had never actually noticed him before. When she first met him she thought he might be kind of cute. But she was a baby then. He wasn't cute. He was just Bra's brother. That's all. Nothing more. Pan forced herself to take her eyes of him and searched the room for Bra.

"Pan, over here. Do you want to come over to my house and spar or something?" Pan jumped and turned around to see Bra right behind her. "Oh, s-sure thing Bra. Lets go."

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Trunks was talking to his friend Uubu when he suddenly got the feeling that someone was watching him. He turned around to see a tall ebony haired girl standing across the room in front of the teacher's desk. She wasn't looking at him, her eyes were searching the room as if she were looking for someone else. Trunks knew this girl. Or more accurate would be he knew of her. He recognized that she was his sister's best friend, Pan Son. The daughter of Videl and Gohan. For some reason Trunks couldn't stop staring at her. She looked so beautiful in her tight Jeans and Black Top that said 'This isn't a school, it's hell with fluorescent lighting!' he smiled at it. Then he noticed what was under the shirt. Pan Son had gorgeous practically perfect curves and Trunks could barely stop staring. Strange that he had never noticed her before. He had never really thought of her that way. She was just another one of Bra's friends. But she had always been different from her other friends. Less air headed and bimbo like.

"Hey" Trunk's thoughts were abruptly interrupted by his friend's voice, "Can we go over to your house and spar in the GR? I haven't trained in a while." Trunks turned and saw Uubu, Marron hanging of his arm, "Oooh, can I come too. I love to see big strong men fight." Uubu laughed sheepishly and looked at Trunks for an answer. Trunks just nodded his head absentmindedly; he couldn't believe what a bimbo Marron was. And how different she was from Pan. One of Marron's worst qualities.

~*At Capsule Corps*~

Pan robotically dodged a feeble punch thrown by Bra. "Come on girl, you can do better than that." Pan laughed. Bra's fists clenched playfully and she smiled at her friend. "I'm working on it Pan but your just too fast how am I supposed to even hit you?" Pan smirked. "Move faster Bra, that's all it takes. Just train more and move faster! You'll get it eventually. Maybe you'll even be able to actually hit me someday." suddenly a laugh came from behind Pan and she whipped around slightly annoyed that someone would interrupt her training. The second she saw Trunks big blue laughing eyes all her anger melted. She became annoyed at herself and shot an evil look at Trunks.
"Excuse me, Boxer Boy but we are trying to train here." Trunks laughed even harder.
"You call that training? That's a joke! Hey Pan, how about you fight me." Trunks stopped laughing and looked at her questioningly. Pan raised an eyebrow at Trunks,
"Why, you think you can win?"
"Well you can't!"
"Fine! Get your ass over here and I'll show you how it's done." Bra smiled pleased with this. She knew what both Pan and Trunks were capable of doing and she knew this was going to an interesting fight!

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Trunks was happy that Pan had agreed to a spar. The only reason he had suggested one was to be closer to her. But he couldn't admit to that. Trunks clenched his fist and brought them into a fighting position Pan and Trunks powered up to super saiya-jin then both powered up to SSJ 2 Bra eyes almost popped out of her head she wasn't even sure if her father could do that. Trunks smiled at himself. 'Wow, I can't believe this, SSJ 2? This is amazing!' Trunks looked straight into Pan's deep black eyes. She was smirking and her eyes were blazing with a desire to fight.

Trunks through the first punch, Pan caught it easily and kicked him hard in the crotch. Trunks wailed and flew backwards clutching at his groin. Pan laughed evily, "Had enough Boxer Boy or do you want more?" Pan smirked again 'Oh, he so cute lying there like that. Wait a minute, did that just come out of me. I mean he's Trunks, Boxer Boy, Bra's brother. I don't like him that way! Or do I?' Pan snapped back into the real world at the sound of Trunks' voice.
"Enough, yah right. You barely kicked hard enough to leave a bruise!"
"That would be why you flew backwards screaming like a little girl?"
"I did not!" Trunks pride was seriously damaged now it was pay back time.

Trunks lunged forward with a powerful punch aimed right at Pan's head. She smiled as she easily eluded it. Then she punched the unexpecting Trunks in the face. Quickly recovering Trunks shot a ki blast at Pan. She got hit full on but immediately shot one back at Trunks. This relatively even match went on for half an hour before Bulma called from downstairs, "Kids, its dinner time. Are your friends staying for dinner?" Pan and Trunks' mouths started to water. They stop fighting immediately and raced for the door of the GR.

They raced down the stairs of Capsule Corp. and didn't lessen their speed until they reached the dining room. They sat down and immediately started chowing down. When Bulma came in, "I guess they are, but you two have to wait till Vegeta, Bra, Uubu and Marron get down here. Saiyan appetite or not!" Trunks and Pan slumped back grumpily into their chairs.

Soon everyone was seated around the table and the two hungry saiyans were stuffing their faces again, this time along with Vegeta who was unaware of Bulma's glare. About fifteen minutes into the dinner the doorbell rang. "I'll get it." Bulma said with annoyance in her voice. Vegeta looked up aware for the first time of Bulma staring daggers at him. Soon Bulma walked back into the kitchen followed by Goten. Pan didn't look up but sensing her uncles ki she smiled, "Hi Goten" Goten turned around to see his nieces face over a large plate of spaghetti, "Hey Pan, Trunks, everyone. I just heard you were all over here and decided to join you. I don' t mean to be rude Bulma, but I am very hungry and uh is there any more food in the house?" he asked sheepishly his eyes falling from Pan to Trunks to Vegeta. Bulma laughed, "Of course Goten, sit in the chair next to Bra and I'll get the rest of the spaghetti." Goten smiled in thanks and hurried to sit in the empty chair beside Bra.

About an hour later dinner was over and everyone decided to go to sleep. Bra, Pan and Marron went into Bra's room and Uubu, Trunks and Goten went into Trunks' room.

~Trunks' Room~

Goten, Trunks and Uubu sat in various places in Trunks' looking at sports illustrated magazines. "Goten looked up from an old issue. "God, this is boring. Isn't their anything fun we can do?" Trunks' eyes lit up as a light bulb went off in his head. 'I want to be closer to Pan. But no one can know. So we'll go over to the girls room and play some games. I'll rigg them!' "I've got an idea. Lets go over to Bra's room and suggest that we play a couple games!" Goten and Uubu looked up from their magazines. "Games?" Uubu asked. "Yah like, spin the bottle, seven minutes in heaven, Truth or dare. You know. Stuff like that." Uubu smiled and Goten got up and quickly walked over to the door. "As long as I don't have to do anything with Pan. Trunks and Uubu smiled, "Its all up to the bottle." said Uubu as he pushed Goten out the door.
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How was it? Was it okay? Please r&r. I need you to before I can write the next chapter. You can flame me if you must, but I want to see reviews!
I also wouldn't mind if you gave me some ideas. Dares, truths. Odd seven minutes in heaven and spin the bottle couplings. I want this fic to be fun!