Disclaimer:I don't own Dragonball Z… even though that'd be so cool! But I don't. :[ Oh well I tried…. lol.
A/N#1: Well I was just sitting here in front of my screen playing Fish Tycoon and I got the coolest idea for a story. I get a lot of ideas but this one is a good one. I'm not just saying that but, it's just good.
A/n#2: This is gonna start off a little weird but I promise, it'll make sense later. I won't explain any part of the plot here but it'll be explained throughout the story. There's no double meaning to anything, so it's not one of those weird "I have a dream and that dream is ruling my life" ones. Nope, none of that. It's all straightforward which will be easier for reading.
A/N#3: There is a little lemon. Just a heads up.
Ages:
Trunks: 29
Bra: 26
Goten: 28
Pan: 25
Uub: 28
Marron: 26
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A soft moan escaped her lips as a man's hand trailed little circles around her belly button. She knew that he knew it was one of her erogenous areas and he loved teasing her after a moment of completely pleasure and bliss. A giggle left her mouth and she turned to face the man besides her.
"Stop it honey." She gave a playful push to the hand that now lay on her flat stomach.
"You know how much I love to tease you after sex." He purred against her nose.
"Yes, and you know how I can't do anything to your penis. I know, I know, it's too sensitive. So therefore, if I can't get to play, you don't get to play." She smiled and lightly gave him a kiss on the lips.
He gave her a smile full of warmth and love and she settled next to his chest setting her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. A couple of minutes of comfortable silence passed and he looked down at her. He used his right hand to move her black bangs off her eyes and started stroking her eyebrow.
"You know what I've been thinking about, baby?" He asked.
"What?" She replied as she stretched her legs, cuddled back into his chest and looked up at his blue eyes.
"We should get settled down, you know? Get married and have kids." He looked up at the ceiling and smiled. "It'll be perfect."
"Honey, you know we're still young. I just can't imagine having a kid right now." She said.
"You're 21, an adult. You're already a…"
"MODELS TO FITTING!"
Pan jerked awake and slowly lifted her head from the table. She blinked a couple of times while her eyes adjusted to the bright lights. She quickly gathered herself and got up stretching her back and cracking her neck. While she made her way over to make-up and hair she saw one of her best friends.
"Pan! Look at you! You look like a complete mess! You're lucky you're getting beautified in 2.2 seconds. If you weren't, you'd look like the zombie from hell!" Jayla said in her Australian accent.
"Flying from Sydney to Los Angeles kinda takes it out of you, you know." Pan glared at Jayla. Jayla let out a hearty laugh which made Pan glare harder.
"Oh don't do that. You keep doing that for another year and you'll get deep wrinkles on your face. Now come along. We need to get you to hair and make-up. What kind of a manager would I be if I didn't look after my top model?" Jayla laughed again and pushed Pan toward the make-up room.
Upon stepping foot into the room she was quickly grabbed by a man wearing a fish net shirt and skinny jeans inside stylish combat boots. Around his neck was a thin scarf and his waist length hair was tied tightly behind his head.
"Ah,ma petite Panelope! Where have you been?! The star of the show must be flawless! Come, come. Sit here." He pushed Pan onto a chair facing the largest of vanity mirrors.
"Paul-Henri! How have you been? How's my favorite make-up artist doing?" Pan crossed her legs and leaned into the back of her chair.
"Wellma chérie, let me tell you," he said in a thick French accent as he pulled her hair with the brush. Pan winced but smiled when Paul-Henri looked up. "I have been traveling from Milan to Paris to New York to Tokyo to South Africa. It has been hectic! But you know what ma chérie, it is all worth it. I am here in Los Angeles making you beautiful for fashion week."
"Aww, that's… so sweet." Pan managed to say through gritted teeth.
"Andvoila! May I say that, I am a genius!" Pan looked up and grinned.
"You just had to do you're signature ballerina knot, didn't you?" Pan's hair was tightly slicked back into a high bun. The bun very wavy, and loose but pinned in place.
"This hairdo will make you famous. I'm certain of it. And you know I have to do your hair and make-up for your soon wedding." Paul-Henri gave her a you-know-it's-coming look.
"Oh shut up Paul-Henri! He'll pop the question when it's time." Pan giggled and playfully punched his arm.
"Ouch! I am so filing abuse against a handsome person report! Now sit still unless you want to look like the grim reaper's wife who got trampled by Santa and his reindeer. Believe me ma chérie, it's not pretty." Paul-Henri got his suit of make-up and started to carefully apply it.
"Donema chérie, and you look stunning. Of course, I enhanced that beauty." Paul-Henri picked up the hairspray can and sprayed her head until Pan started to cough.
"I think that's enough hairspray don't you think?" Pan fanned her hands in front of her face to clear the mist of hairspray.
"Wellma chérie, you are complete. Wardrobe is calling you, although I would love to stay and chat. Hmm, maybe some other time. Well, ta tá!" He gave her a kiss in both cheeks and turned around to another model while yelling about how horrendous she looked.
Pan took a glance at the mirror to check her make-up. Her smokey eye look was very dark and black against her blue eyes. Light bronzer underlined her cheek bones while the highlighter accented them. She did a quick pose and turned around satisfied towards wardrobe.
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"Pan! There you are. You're up next! C'mon, c'mon. We gotta get this gown on you pronto!" Pan let herself be pulled towards the panels. "Now strip down while I get the gown." The intern sprinted away clutching her clipboard tightly to her chest.
Pan started to undress when the intern ran back with a red gown on her arms. "This is it! C'mon! You're almost up." Pan eased it over her head and it slipped on like a glove.
"Wow. Nice gown." Pan said turning her back to the intern as she zipped her up and fixed any wrinkles that appeared on the silk.
"Well, what more do you want from Versace? Although, I'm really surprised that the gown fit you so well."
"It has been really hard making it in the modeling industry. I mean I am 5'4". By the way, I didn't catch your name."
"Anna. I'm an intern for Vogue." She smiled as she handed Pan red 4 inch heel pumps.
"Nice to meet you Anna." Pan smiled and took the shoes from Anna and slipped them on. Pan stood up straight and put her hands on her hips.
"Now let me look you over and make sure everything's right." Pan had a red silk halter dress wit a gold pendant at eh end of her low v-neckline and flow outwards starting at the knees.
"Pan, you're up!" The show director yelled.
"Good luck!!" Anna called after her as she ran towards the director.
"There you are. Hold on for a second." The show director looked at the screen for a couple of seconds and held his hand up. "Get ready." Pan took a deep breath and put her hands on her hips. "Get ready… and… you're up! Go, go, go!!"
Pan stepped into the lights and gave a small pose then strutted down the runway. She stopped at the end and gave 2 poses while the cameras flashed in front of her and gave a small smirk while her adrenaline rushed through her veins. This is definitely awesome. She turned around and walked back as cameras kept flashing at her naked back. She walked behind the stage and the director grabbed her arm before she started to go down the stairs.
"That was amazing, Pan. I think this show might just make it for you." He smiled and Pan grinned back at him.
"Thank you!"
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After the show, Pan got into her 2009 Camaro Concept and drove to her hotel room at the Hilton Waterfront Beach Resort in Huntington Beach. Chevrolet had made a small exception and made one especially for her. She had fallen in love with the one that was in Transformers and ordered a duplicate of the car. It cost her hefty amount of money but to her, it was all worth it.
Pan skid to a halt before entering the Hilton parking lot. She stopped in front of valet and got out of car wearing a short destroyed mini skirt, a white tank top, a small beige yarn cardigan, and 4 inch peep toes pump. The valet guy gaped at her as she stood in front of him holding the keys in front of his face.
"Excuse me?" Pan moved her head a little lower to show him that she knew he was staring at her breasts. The valet guy quickly jumped to a straight position and tried hiding his red face and embarrassment.
"I'm sorry, miss. I'll take care of your car." He took the keys and ran to the driver's side of the car. Pan rubbed the bridge of her nose as she felt a small headache come.
She walked into the lobby and straight to the main desk while quickly admiring the waterfall inside the lobby. "Excuse me. Just came to check if I have any messages. Room 1204." Pan set her clutch bag on the counter and waited as the clerk checked her monitor.
"Ok Miss Son, you have 2 new messages." The clerk said with a forced smile. Man, I need a new job. "Would you like to hear them here or in the privacy of your room?"
"Umm, I'll go up to listen to them, thank you." Pan turned around and headed to the elevator. The elevator boy held the door open for her as she ran inside. "Thank you. I thought I was going to miss it."
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Getting to her room door, she dug through her purse looking for her card key. "Where the fuck is it? Ugh." She kept digging through her some make-up, receipts and her own set of keys. She gave up and slumped on the floor. She took off her heels and put them besides her while she took one last glance at her purse. She saw the card key on the inside pouch of her purse and gave herself a little smack on her forehead. "Duh."
She grabbed her purse and shoes while she unlocked her door. She went inside and placed her purse on the small coffee table which stood in the living room and dropped her shoes by the chair next to the table. She went to her dresser and opened up the drawers only to find her clothes neatly folded and organized. I don't remember fixing anything. I got here, dumped the luggage by the door, got an hour of sleep, showered and left. So, if I didn't fix it, then…
She quickly put her guards up and looked around the living room paying close attention behind furniture. She then walked slowly to her bedroom and saw no one. She went to the other side of her king sized bed and found nothing. Even her bed was made. She opened the closet doors and found her jeans, jackets, and sweater neatly hung up. Maybe I did put everything away. Hmm, I must've been more tired than I thought I was if I don't remember doing work.
Pan took off her cardigan and hung it up. She then took off her skirt and threw it in the dirty laundry hamper that the hotel freely provided for her. She walked to the phone in nothing but a tank top, bra, and hipsters and sat on the edge while she reached for her phone. She quickly pushed her pass code in and laid back to listen to her messages.
"You have 2 new messages. Message one." A cheery man's voice came through and Pan grinned.
"Sup Pan! This is your most coolest awesome uncle ever. Just calling that we can't wait till you get back home! Gohan is freaking out, getting everything just how you like it and Bra is ecstatic. I think her To-Do list is as long as a novel. But anyway, just wanted to say we miss you and can't wait for you to get here. So hurry back! 1 week and counting!" Pan giggled a bit while she erased that message. "Next message."
"Hey baby! Just calling to tell you to look in your bathtub." Pan frowned and replayed the message. "Hey baby! Just calling to tell you to look in your bathtub."
Pan erased the message and got up and slowly walked to the bathroom. She saw a flicker of light under the door and reached for the doorknob. She inched the door opened and stuck her head in to see what was in the bathtub. Pan's eyes widened for a second but then smiled and went into the bathroom.
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The bathroom was filled with lightly vanilla scented candles and rose petals decorated the floor. She looked over to the Jacuzzi sized bathtub to find a man in it with the water up a few inches below the limit. His arms extended on top of the bathtub and Pan caught herself staring at his biceps.
"Surprised?" He said in a low voice filled with desire.
Pan shrugged and walked very slowly to the bathtub. "A bit." She smiled as she felt her own blue eyes grow darker. She took off her tank top and threw it on the floor as she kept walking.
"Care to join me?" He whispered said softly, louder than a whisper but softer than normal.
"Oh yes." She took her hair down from her ponytail and shook it free. She then removed her bra and threw it at him. He caught it one handed and kept looking at her like a wolf watches a doe. She stopped and removed her panties while she held them up then let them fall to the floor.
The man saw her from head to toe and kneeled in the bathtub. He then motioned her with his finger to go over to where he was. She stepped into the bathtub and kneeled in front of him. He was a good 8 inches taller than she was but she didn't care.
He put his hands on her lower back and pulled her to him. "Have I told you lately how beautiful you are naked?"
"Mmhmm. You told me before I left Sydney. How did you get here so quickly?" Her voice was getting softer against his lips.
"I flew."
Saying that, he pressed his lips against hers and what started off as a chaste kiss turned into a battle. Their tongues collided with each other as her hands roamed his chest. She felt how happy he was to have her there and smiled against the kiss. He pulled back and gave her a pout.
"Why'd you stop?" He said as he sat back.
"You're happy." She gave him a devilish smile and her hands roamed lower.
"I'm always happy to see you and so is my little guy." His hand cupped her butt as he lifted her onto his lap. He smiled down at her as Pan looked up at him. Her hand went around his shaft and squeezed lightly. His eyes and head rolled back as he gave a small shiver. Pan was pleased with his reaction and removed her hand from his member.
He began to lift her on top of him but she stopped him. "We're in water. I'm not going to be wet enough." The man reached to the side of the tub and held a bottle in his hand. "Slick," she said as she moved a little back.
"You can never go wrong with water-based lube." He squeezed some onto his hand then stood up and rubbed it onto his penis. "You're still on the pill, right?"
"Yep. Now get down here already. I want you in me, now." He sat back down on the tub and she put both knees on either side of him. He positioned his member and she inched him inside of her.
"You're still tight." He pushed with his hips against her to make it go in faster.
"Just how I like it." Saying that, she plunged herself against him and it brought a small cry from her. He moaned against her chest as she began to raise her body up. She sat back down as fast as the first time. She fell into a rhythm of fast and hard. She felt their bodies collide with each other. His breathing began to change, quicker and shorter.
"Pan, I'm close."
"Me too." She said in between breathes and she went faster against him using her legs and hips to thrust harder against him.
He began to thrust against her too as he was nearing the edge. "Oh Pan, here it comes." He thrust one last, very hard time hitting her cervix and making her come too. The both spasmed with orgasm and sat there, breathing hard against each others necks. He started to rub her back up and down while she slipped off him and sat back down on his lap laying her head on the crook of his neck. She wrapped her arms around his waist but he reached over the tub to get something.
"What are you doing?" She lazily said against his neck.
"A little something." He brought his arm back up and stroked Pan's hair off her face.
Pan raised her head and looked into his eyes. He brought his hand in front of her face to reveal a small black velvet box. Pan's eyes widened as she brought her hands up to her mouth to cover her dropped jaw.
"Pan Son, I've loved since I first knew you. Nothing would make me happier than for you to be my wife. Will you marry me?" He opened the box to reveal a small white gold ring with a medium sized diamond in the middle and two smaller ones to either side of it.
"Oh my God. I… are you sure… I mean… oh God."
He laughed a nice hearty laugh and looked her straight in the eyes. "I'll ask again. Pan, will you marry me?"
"Yes. Yes of course I will!" She hugged him around his neck and started to kiss him passionately. He smiled against her lips and pulled back.
"We have to make it official then." He took the ring out of the box and took her left hand in his. He slipped the ring onto her ring finger and she took her hand while admiring it.
"It's beautiful. But, why three diamonds? Most engagement rings I've seen have only one rock." She rubbed the diamond with her right thumb and looked at him.
"Well, those three rocks mean something. They mean the past, present, and future."
Pan looked down at her hand and wrapped her arms around his neck again. He wrapped his around her small waist as she cuddled into him.
"I love you, Pan, more than anything in the universe."
"I love you too, Uub."
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A/N#4: Dun, dun, dun. This is just the beginning… but what'll happen next. find out on the next exciting chapter!!!
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