Hello people I just want to let you all know that I am working on this fic
with my friend Princess Ryoko. We came up with a crazy plot and we will be
alternating chapters, so I hope you enjoy our fic, Tankies!!!!
Chapter 1
It was a nice cool evening in Tokyo and the neighborhood was calm and quite.
All the people were walking to their homes for calm and quite meals, with no
yelling screaming or fights over condoms. Of course that wasn't to be expected
over at the Capsule corp. residence, where as people walked by the Briefs
home, all that was heard was yelling screaming.
"Vegeta, you are taking me and your son out to dinner right now, do you
understand me you baka," Bulma yelled chasing Vegeta up the stairs and into
the hallway.
"I won't woman, you must be crazy to think I would do
something like that," Vegeta yelled from the bathroom, for he had locked
himself in trying to escape Bulma's wrath.
"Open this door right now Vegeta."
"No; go away."
"Vegeta!!! Open this door right now do you understand me?" Bulma continued on
banging the bathroom door, and Vegeta kept on sweating.
"I am not taking you or the brat to dinner."
"Oh yea well you know what Vegeta?"
"What!?"
"If you don't take me and your son out to dinner there will be no sex for 3
months."
Vegeta's eyes widened and his stomach got butterflies, for he couldn't
imagine having no sex for even one night let alone 3 months. But Vegeta was
getting tired of Bulma, he wanted someone younger more fresh and pure and for
him, very energetic. Bulma wasn't good enough for him some times, ((A/N: Princess Ryoko: Washu, I promise that I am not to be held responsible for this sentence!!!!!! You know me: I'm all Bulma-Vegeta!)) but then again, at least she can withstand his thrusts.
"Alright, alright woman, I'll take you and the brat to dinner!"
"Good I knew you'd see it my way," Bulma smirked, walking to her bedroom, "Oh
and Vegeta you have to dress up nice."
"What!? Now that's where I draw the line," Vegeta cried, turning blue.
"If you don't I won't even consider giving you a blow job for at least a
month."
Vegeta hated every time Bulma threatened him with no sex threats. It was so
unfair, for how can he possibly say no when she does that to him. How can he
allow himself to go without sex; it was Vegeta's high. He needed sex, like
he needed to fight and eat.
"Alright! I'll dress up," Vegeta said grinding his teeth, then he slowly
walked a tight circle in the bathroom, feeling defeated, and slammed the glass door and began
his shower.
"Oh, Trunks, honey," Bulma shouted from her bedroom.
"Yea mom?" Trunks said walking in with his hairs licked back in gel, with a
silk black shirt and gray jacket and pants. ((A/N: Princess Ryoko: ::Stares dreamily and begins to drool:: Hhhhhooooooooot!!!!!!))
"Oh Trunks you look awesome; who would've thought that my teenage son could
look so good?" Bulma said making Trunks go a pretty crimson.
"Mom, please your embarrassing me." Trunks said looking at the floor, still blushing.
"Oh sorry, honey."
"So where are we going for dinner tonight?"
"Oh were going to a nice French restaurant by the ocean, it has a great
cityscape view, and it's the most expensive place in town, But it's not like
we can't afford it's. Bulma stated giving her son a wink of assurance.
Then after Vegeta had showered and go dressed and Bulma finished applying her
make-up, the whole briefs family got into their limousine and headed for the
restaurant.
" Hey, mom?"
"Yea, Trunks."
"Why isn't Bra coming with us?"
"Oh because she has a sleepover at a friend's house tonight."
"Which friend?"
"I think this one is named Pan."
"Oh ok."
~~Over at Pan's house~~
"Hey Pan, let's go to that new French restaurant that opened up, for dinner
tonight?" Bra said browsing through her 'Teen Life' magazine.
"Sure, as long as you pay for it, I don't have a dime," Pan said while getting
her new black dress out of the closet.
"Sure thing Pan, I mean what kind of filthy rich friend would I be if I didn't?
"A cheap one?"
" Right! I'll pay for the meal with my allowance," Bra said while
closing the magazine and tossing it on the chair.
"Alright then, just as long as you knew the deal," Pan said taking the dress
of the hanger and placing it on the bed.
"Oh and Goten can come too if he wants." Bra said smiling slightly.
"Yea, Goten, you heard that, you're coming to dinner with us tonight," Pan
yelled out to him.
"Here, Bra, take a dress from my closet for you to wear tonight, I'll be
wearing this black one, and Goten'll be getting ready now if I know him so
we'll be out of here in like 15 minutes ok?"
Alright, no problem."
~~At the French Restaurant~~
Bulma, Vegeta and Trunks came out of the limo and walked down the red
carpet of the restaurant, right up to the door where the clerk was.
"Do you have a reservation?" The clerk asked beginning to look through his
book.
"Yes, it's Brief's party of three," Bulma said as she glanced around the
restaurant in awe of the elegance.
"Ah! Yes, Briefs, come this way please."
The man lead the three of them to the best table in the house, it was a nice, velvet cushioned, round-booth, with a perfect view of the ocean and the city.
"Oh, wow! What a nice, view don't you think so Vegeta." Bulma glanced over at
Vegeta only to find him messing with his tie.
"Vegeta!!!"
"What?!"
"Stop playing with your tie."
Vegeta was getting angrier with each passing second for he wasn't enjoying
this whole dinner and suit, not one bit.
Then 15 minutes later Goten, Bra and Pan stepped into the restaurant looking like Diamonds in the Roth.
"Hello, do you have reservations?" The clerk asked them.
"Oh, uh, no we don't but I'm Bra Briefs and I think you understand the language of ol' Ben Franklin, Don't you?" Bra said slipping out a hundred from her purse. The clerk looked at her surprised, as did Goten and Pan.
"Yes, of course. Madams, Sir, right this way." The clerk lead the three of them to a table
right in front of the Brief's table. Bra was hidden from her family's view for she was sitting with her back facing them, but Pan was sitting facing Vegeta.
(Author's Note: The entire Briefs family except for Bra does not know who Pan
is, but they do know about the rest of the family. Princess Ryoko: Leave us alone; it's for story-line purposes!!!!)
At Bulma's table Vegeta could find nothing better to do then just gaze out the
window, not hearing one word of what Bulma said, then as he glanced elsewhere
his vision stopped right at Pan. Vegeta's eyes widened and he was left
dumbfounded at how good Pan looked. Then he saw Pan getup from the table and
she headed towards the bathroom, so Vegeta decided to follow her. He quickly glanced at Bulma and Trunks, and feeling the quickest stab of guilt, he headed for the bathroom. ((Princess Ryoko: I'M SORRY, WASHU!!!!!! The stab of guilt was the best I could do!! Please forgive me!!!))
"Hey Vegeta? Where are you going?" Bulma said looking up at Vegeta.
"I'm just going to the bathroom woman! What? I can't do that either without a
'no sex threat'," Vegeta said, annoyed with Bulma, and he left before the woman could
say anything to him.
"Mom, what was dad talking about?" Trunks said, looking confused, but managing
to grin at the same time. Bulma frowned, "Nothing, Trunks; just eat your salad."
Vegeta saw Pan enter the ladies room, so he decided to wait by the door for
her to come out. Finally after about 5 minutes Pan finally came out, as she
passed by Vegeta, Vegeta quickly grabbed her arm. Pan whipped around to
meet his gaze.
"Where are you going in such a hurry Baby-doll?" Vegeta said giving Pan a
smirk.
"I'm going to sit back at my table with my friends."
"Don't you think that you want to have a drink with me instead?" Vegeta said
pointing to the bar.
Pan for some strange reason found herself unable to refuse the offer, it was
just something about him that made her say, "Yea, sure."
"Great then let's go."
Suddenly Bulma saw Vegeta heading to the bar, with a beautiful young girl. Her
temper began to rise.
"Who is your father walking to the bar with, Trunks?" Bulma said not taking
her eyes of them.
"That girl looks very familiar, I think she goes to my school," Trunks said
study Pan's features, "I think her names is Pan or something."
"Oh really," Bulma said getting extremely jealous.
Over at the bar Vegeta had gotten himself and Pan some Vodka, and Vegeta was
enjoying every minute, he was spending with a girl that he wanted to have his
way with, in more ways then one. 'Drink up,' he thought silently, 'We want you nice and intoxicated on this night."
Alright that's the first chapter, I know it's totally twisted, but you gotta
admit it's original, please R&R and Princess Ryoko should have chapter 2 out
soon. Tankies! Ja ne!!! ^_^
