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Ryanna-18, Pan- 18, Trunks-19, Kankton-18, Bra-18, Goten-18, Uub-19, Marron-18.

Chapter 2: Ride wit me

Ryanna sat on her knees with her hands in a pleading gesture giving Kankton, her twin brother, a puppy-dogface. "PLEASE KANKTON!" "Ryanna, one, we're not in elementary school anymore so quit it with the pouting face. Two, why should I help you with this so-called audition?" Ryanna hid a growl in the back of her throat and stood up. Her brother was older than she was by five minutes and a big pain in the ass at times. "We need male partners to get the job. You know how long I wanted this!" "Yeah but, hey wait a minute who's we?" Ryanna gave Kankton a smirk. "Pan and I are we."

Kankton dropped the plate he was holding which shattered on the floor. Ryanna gave an inward chuckle. "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THIS BEFORE?!" "I thought you had gotten over your little crush on Pan-Chan." Kankton blushed and started picking up the broken glass from his kitchen floor. "Okay fine, um how about this. I'll help but on a few conditions." Ryanna cocked an eyebrow. "What conditions are we talking about?" "Well for starters no kinky ballet or tap music." Ryanna laughed then nodded. "Okay, what else?"

Kankton threw the trash in the garbage can then sat down on at his kitchen table. "Okay now except for ONE DANCE!" He held up one finger in Ryanna's face. "Pan gets to be MY partner." Ryanna's smirk grew. "Okay but then I have something to consider. You said you'd help me find a partner. He has to be able to keep up with me." Kankton nodded and shook hands with Ryanna. "We have an agreement." "Okay... oh and one more thing. We only have two weeks so don't take forever in finding a partner for me."

Kankton nodded, standing up he gave his sister a sibling hug and ruffled her hair. "Whatever you say little sister." Kankton grinned as Ryanna scowled and re-fixed her hair. "I'm not all that little." Kankton's grin grew wider as he stood up tall and placed a hand on Ryanna's head. He was a good head taller than she was. Ryanna scowled and socked him in the stomach. "OW!" He kneeled over. "What was that for?" "For being my sarcastic brother." With that said she left her wheezing brother on the floor.

About an hour later Kankton called up his friends for a meeting. Of course only three of them showed up. His usual gang was, Goten Son, Pan's uncle, Ubbu {?}, Marron's Boyfriend, and Trunks Briefs, Bra's older brother. He had asked them to meet at a local bar near his house. When he entered the bar he saw his friends at a pool table at the far end of the bar. "So what's up dude? What's the emergency?" Goten asked as Kankton joined them. "Woman trouble, you won't believe who came to see me today."

Trunks sunk in his # 3 ball. "Who came to see you today?" "Someone I haven't spoken to in a month." Goten looked at Kankton half shocked and half aroused. "You mean Ryanna?" Trunks and Ubbu looked confused. "Who's Ryanna?" "I'm surprised you guys don't already know her. Not only is Goten familiar with her but she's also friends with Marron and Bra." Trunks and Ubbu gawked at Kankton. "You got to be shitting me." Kankton shook his head. "Well anyway Ryanna came to me today and asked me for help. Her and Pan need dance partners for their routines to get a job."

Ubbu nodded and almost laughed. "Yeah I heard about that. Chubby Charlie is looking for performers." The gang laughed. Kankton shook his head then got serious again. "Well anyway I said I'd help her on a few conditions." Goten chuckled as he sunk one of his balls. {NOT THAT KIND OF BALL YOU HENTAIS!} "Let me guess, you want Pan as a partner, and no ballet/tap music routines." Kankton laughed and nodded his head. "Well what about this Ryanna chick, Who's her partner?"

"That's why I called you guys. You see, Ryanna is a really great dancer, she's fast and well, um, I can only trust you guys with her so how about it?" Trunks sunk in the eight ball claiming him the winner. "I'll help, this Ryanna girl sounds like a real catch." Goten waggled his eyebrows. "Yeah I'll give her a try." Kankton growled and smacked Goten upside the head. Ubbu sighed, "I'm not really a dancer so I'll just go and watch." Kankton nodded. "Okay well now that that's set. I play winner!" Kankton took off his jacket and grabbed a pool stick.

~Next day~

The boys walked into the dance studio that the Briefs' owned. This is where Pan and Ryanna did all of their practicing. As soon as they got in they couldn't believe their eyes.

Nelly- Ride Wit Me

Where they at [8X]

[Chorus] If you wanna go and take a ride wit me

We three-wheelin in the fo' with the gold D's

Oh why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money!)

If you wanna go and get high wit me

Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-y

Oh why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money!)

Trunks, Goten, and Ubbu couldn't take their eyes off the two girls. There they were shaking their hips and sexily looking like a couple of... well...

[Verse 1] In the club on the late night, feelin right Lookin tryin to spot somethin real nice Lookin for a little shorty hot and horny so that I can take home (I can take home) She can be 18 (18) wit an attitude or 19 kinda snotty actin real rude Boo, as long as you a thicky, thicky thick girl you know that it's on (Know that it's on) I peep something comin towards me up the dance floor Sexy and real slow (hey) Sayin she was peepin and I dig the last video So when Nelly, can we go; how could I tell her no? Her measurements were 36-25-34 Yellin I like the way you brush your hair And I like those stylish clothes you wear I like the way the light hit the ice and glare And I can see you boo from way over there

Kankton smirked at his sister as she shook her hips. She was one of the best dancers he knew. She had a way of making any man stare. His gaze turned to Pan and he tried his hardest not to drool. There she was, wearing a black sports bra, and tight shorts and shaking her hips as if they were a pair of maracas.

[Chorus]

[Verse 2] Face and body front and back, don't know how to act Without no vouchers or boozers she's bringin nuttin back You should feel the impact, shop on plastic when the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that Watch me as I gas that, 4.6 Range Watch the candy paint change, every time I switch lanes It feel strange now Makin a livin off my brain, instead of 'caine now I got the title from my momma put the whip in my own name now Damn shit done changed now Runnin credit checks with no shame now I feel the fame now (come on), I can't complain now (no more) Shit I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town I'm gettin pages out of New Jersey, from Courtney B. Tellin me about a party up in NYC Can I make it? Damn right, I be on the next flight Payin cash; first class - sittin next to Vanna White

Trunks tried to keep the boner that so badly wanted to be in his shorts right now down. As he watched the dirty part of his mind wondered where Ryanna had learned to shake her hips like that. Trunks shook his head. 'Those are bad thoughts Trunks. She's most likely a virgin.' But no matter how many times he told himself that every time his eyes looked at her shake those nasty thoughts returned to his brain.

[Chorus 2X]

[Verse 3] Check, check -- yo, I know somethin you don't know And I got somethin to tell ya You won't believe how many people, straight doubted the flow Most said that I was a failure But now the same motherfuckers askin me fo' dough And I'm yellin, "I can't help ya" "But Nelly can we get tickets to the next show?" Hell no (what's witchu?!) you for real?! [City Spud] Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high Niggaz wanna know why, why I fly by But yo it's all good, Range Rover all wood Do me like you should - fuck me good, suck me good We be no stud niggaz, wishin you was niggaz Poppin like we drug dealers, sippin Crissy, bubb' mackin Honey in the club, me in the Benz Icy grip, tellin me to leave wit you and your friends So if shorty wanna... knock, we knockin to this And if shorty wanna... rock, we rockin to this And if shorty wanna... pop, we poppin the Crist' Shorty wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist City talk, Nelly listen; Nelly talk, city listen When I fuck fly bitches; when I walk pay attention See the ice and the glist'; niggaz starin or they diss Honies lookin all they wish - come on boo, gimme kiss

[Chorus 2X] Hey, must be the money! [4X] [Chorus]

When the song ended Ryanna and Pan turned around where they were receiving catcalls and whistles. Ryanna smirked as she caught sight of Goten and his friends. She and Goten had gone out a couple of times but all in all she couldn't handle his perverted mind. {He, he, couldn't help it.} Pan also knew much about her uncle's habits. So when she saw him and his friends standing at the door she tried to keep herself from groaning. "Please tell me that you have better candidates than this Kankton." "Sorry Ry, but unless you want a complete stranger touching your ass these are as good as we're gonna get."

Ryanna walked over to them her hips swaying sexily as she walked. Her body was covered in sweat and it was arousing to the men. Ryanna shook her head. "Goten, Goten, Goten, what in the world are you doing here?" "I came here to help you my dear." He kissed Ryanna's hand. "I see you haven't changed at all. You're still as beautiful as I remember you." Ryanna rolled her eyes. "Okay now remind me what your friend's names are."

Sorry I have to leave it here because it was getting too long. Please review!