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The Heat Is Getting Stronger And I Plan To Take Advantage.

Pan was shocked that she hadn't felt him in the water sooner. She was concentrating too hard for her own good.

"Trunks you scared me half to death!" She spat as she glared daggers at his currently soaked form.

Pan looked beautiful as the sun bounced golden light off the water that glistened her skin. Her hair clung to her shoulders limply in wavy masses.

"Am I supposed to be sorry you almost ran into me?" He asked, a smirk playing around his perfect features.

"Bullshit, I was swimming first."

The strength behind the way he held her hands didn't let up and the glint in his eyes let her know she didn't faze him much, if at all.

She tried to snatch her hands from his grip but he held on tighter and tisked her.

"Didn't your parents ever teach you not to snatch?"

"Didn't your parents ever teach you how not to touch other people's things, especially their body parts?" Pan glowered.

"Well-"

"Oh shut up! You know what I meant," She practically watched as the perverse phrase nearly rolled its way off his tongue.

"You didn't even hear what I had to say."

"I know it was gonna be something that deserved a slap in the mouth."

"You've been so testy lately, Panny, let me help you relax," He knew she was boiling by this point.

In an attempt of intimidation, Pan looked Trunks up and down, a scowl adorning her facade. This was a mistake for it had given her a perfect opportunity to be entranced by the near godly form in front of her.

Trunks' chest was dripping slightly with fresh pool water. The droplets held races down his physique, following every contour and outline, leaving a path of tepid liquid behind them as if marking the spot. The tiny hairs of his bare chest caught dots of water here and there. She followed a trail past the loop of his belly button and to the 'V' formed by the beautiful muscles of his pelvic bone. Pan's eyes immediately adverted back up in slight shame after her eyes had found their way below the waist of his swimming suit.

Her emotions and elevated hormones were getting the best of her at the moment. She couldn't believe her glare had just turned into a full blown check out.

Damn pools.

Pan didn't want to look into his eyes for she knew the expression that would be awaiting her. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing just how desirable he looked at this exact moment.

"If that look was supposed to scare me I would like to inform you that it did the exact opposite, my dear."

"Can you just let me go now?" Her blush was deeply spread across her cheeks now, hinting them a bright pink.

"I definitely can't let you go now. I don't know what you'll do to me after that."

"Oh yeah don't even start with me, my dear!...I… I saw the look you gave me earlier!"

"Would you like to explain what 'look'?" His head was moving closer to hers, eyes squinted and calling her bluff silently.

"I'm sure any look I just gave you doesn't compare to how you stared me down when we met in the hallway." She smiled, letting him know that they're closeness wasn't fazing her either.

"You have no proof of any such transaction."

"I don't?" She had a smirk to rival the one that he often gave and captured a piece of her bottom lip between the rows of her teeth. Though she couldn't believe she was completely and openly flirting with Trunks for the second time that day, she involuntarily took their teasing a step further.

It felt as if something had taken over the movements of her body, the thoughts of her brain. Her actions weren't her own anymore and definitely not those thoughts running through her head…at least they didn't feel like hers.

Her hands were still his prisoner. Though they were close, she took baby steps forward against the concrete floor of the pool to where again, their bodies were pressed tightly together, their skin forming slightly around each others. She could feel the sketch of his abs against the plush skin of her stomach and the muscles of his forearms compressing against her own as his big, brawny hands were still warped around her petite, soft ones.

Her breath was playing with the peach fuzz that was forming around his lips and her rosy pink pair were so close to his mouth that a rush of wind would have had them kissing. Pan could tell that she was making him on edge.

He was looking intensely into her eyes, awaiting her next move, expecting anything at this point. Her lips parted on his and she let out a small gasp as if trying to steal his breath. His body went rigid against hers and she knew that her teasing was doing the job that she had set out to accomplish.

When this amount of sexual frustration had built up between the two, she wasn't sure.

Pan nuzzled his nose gently with her own, making his head try to take a dip closer to capture her full bottom lip. She dodged to where her lips still barely settled on his and though they were touching in not quite a kiss, it had enough of an effect to make Trunks lose his small amount of control he had regained just a few seconds ago. A blur of lavender hair jet forward again to capture her mouth with it's on in a second attempt. She moved her head back swiftly and barely avoided his attack, pulling away hard enough for his weakened grip to release her hands.

"Nuh uh," She wiggled her finger in his face in a naughty manner, an alluring laugh escaping vaguely at the sight of his flabbergasted expression.

"I'm pretty sure that," Her index finger was pointed tauntingly at his face, "is the look you gave me. Mouth wide like a hungry dog. Pan one, Trunks zero. "

She felt like herself again. She didn't know what had just taken over her but whatever it was it scared her a little. It was affirmative, dominant, and well…sexy. The last thing Pan had tried and failed miserably at being several times in her life.

"I find that a tad bit unfair," He snorted lightly, a twinkle in his eye as he moved onward. Their walk was like a harmonized dance, complicated with their caution of the movement of the water around them. His steps matched hers as she flowed backward and he came forward, his gaze locked on her. His eyes had grown dilated, the baby blue nearly overtaken by the black of his pupils.

She had seen that look in his eye before. In her dreams to be exact. She couldn't help but feel like she had just unleashed a monster…a very hungry monster. And for this ravenous monster, she was the incredibly and overwhelmingly obvious prey.

"Trunks…" She hadn't realized how short in length the pool actually was until the concrete was scraping lightly against the bare flesh of her back, "I was proving a point," She reasoned as he took a menacing pace towards her.

"Please, don't try and act innocent now. You've started something that I'm more than willing to finish."

She felt their toes graze first, his knees knock against her, and then their chests mash as the water separated between them. Her hands found their way to his chest in an attempt to push him away and now they were trapped between their upper bodies. She felt his hands brush against her shoulders as they went to the concrete molding beside her to trap her body between his, felt his torso pump up and down, up and down with the motion of the water.

Pan had successfully gotten herself into a predicament, that by the look in Trunks' eyes, she wouldn't get out of very easily.

Meanwhile with Bra and Goten…

Bra slowed her speed as she slid the glass door closed defiantly behind her. She felt tense, not knowing exactly what would be awaiting her in the kitchen.

She thought of a game plan as she tiptoed her way towards the large dining area. She would ignore him unless he said something to her first. And if the conversation deepened, then and only then would she ask him what he and Trunks had been talking about.

She rounded the doorway into the kitchen with a little more confidence as she heard his voice ring through the room. He sounded so...good. The bass of his tone was undeniably attractive and it was almost as if she couldn't help but to follow the sound to where she saw the tall male standing.

"Yeah…yeah…okay." He hadn't noticed her yet as he spun slowly in a circle, phone seemingly glued to his ear. His feet kicked aimlessly as he listened to the voice on the other end, cheeks decorated red. She wondered who he could be talking to and what he could possibly be talking about that had turned his face such an odd color. She adjusted her bathing suit, prepping herself, before she finished her steps into his view in the kitchen.

"I told you if it gets worse then I'll go to the doctor…will you let me talk? You're freaking over nothing. I've just been…stressed babe. I swear it's not you…"

Bra cleared her throat as she walked passed him, eyes set on the fridge.

"Gotta go! Love you, bye!" Goten hung up the phone before Paris even had the time to react to his abrupt ending of their intense quarrelling.

"Heyyy Bra!" The bright tint was powdered under his skin again and Bra noted how cute it made him look.

"Hey," She spoke awkwardly, turning away to look for a drink in the fridge. She had a lot to choose from but her thirst was far from her mind.

That's when Goten noticed her outfit…or lack of. Bright blue and white straps wrapped around a naturally tanned body. Her back arched as she searched lower and lower into the refrigerator, round bottom poked provocatively into the air, curves forming perfectly around it. Bra probably had no idea such a small task was so enticing to him but it was, very much so. Tearing his eyes away, he felt dirty for even thinking about her in such a manner…again.

"What's up?" This conversation was turning out to be a lot tenser than the both of them would have liked.

"What did you and Trunks talk about?" 'So much for a deep conversation,' she inwardly rolled her eyes.

"What…nothing! Nothing at all!" Nothing wasn't a total lie. He had talked to Trunks about some of the things on his mind but he was sure if he even told the older man the half of what he thought of his little sister, a good portion of the Capsule Corporations would be in ruins.

"Really?" He sounded way too suspicious for her liking and her eyes narrowed at him. Giving up caring what kind of beverage, she grabbed a water bottle and closed the refrigerator, jumping and sitting on a nearby counter. She and Goten were now across from one another, staring at the other intently.

He surveyed her body for a second time, looking at her breasts as they pushed together tauntingly from the fabric of her ensemble. He felt the inside of his mouth salivate as he followed along her skin to the feminine abs sketched on her torso, complimented with a belly button ring that encircled her navel. Again, he made a quick effort to advert his eyes up shamefully.

"Yes really. What did he tell you?" He took a hard swallow, nonchalantly wiping the drop of drool from the corners of his mouth.

"Absolutely nada. Who were you on the phone with?" She hadn't missed his look though she considered she had just been imagining it. Goten had never checked her out before. She pushed her arms together cleverly, trying to propel her breasts ever so slightly.

"You're persistent aren't you?"

"Do you know my mother? And it's truly a simple question."

"I was on the phone with Paris."

"What were you talking about?"

"That's a personal question don't you think?" He scoffed, turning his eyes to look at anything but her.

"She embarrassed you, huh?"

"You came in here to badger me?"

"Trunks said you wanted to talk to me," She stated boldly, crossing her arms, "was he lying?"

Goten thought for a second, finally looking back at Bra. She was staring at him skeptically, big sapphire eyes concentrated on his dark ones.

"No, he wasn't," He finally sighed.

"Well what did you want to talk about?"

"I really need to talk to you about…picking out a surprise for Paris." He wanted to smack himself on the forehead…roughly. Why couldn't he be a man and just talk it out with her like adults?

"What! That's…it?"

"Yeah…she's sorta mad at me right now if you couldn't tell. I figured hey, you're a girl and you know what they like." Goten couldn't ignore the relieved look on Bra's face that had suddenly turned to a flash of upset.

"But…he said the conversation revolved around me." She was pouty now, mostly whispering to herself.

"Well yeah…what we thought you would like the best!" He was making every word up on the spot and he was sure he sounded stupid.

"What ideas did you have?" Her eyes had narrowed again.

"You know...candy…jewelry…clothes…candy." He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, letting out a small, panicky chuckle. The seethe of Bra's eyes on him was unsettling.

"You said candy twice."

"Well girls love candy right? This is where your opinion comes in."

"Well Paris isn't five…even if she does throw tantrums like she is…so I'm sure candy isn't high priority on her list." Goten rolled his eyes at her statement though he couldn't deny it.

"What would you want then?"

"If you were getting a present for me, I would want something cute…like a necklace. With lots and lots of meaning behind it. Something that proves that you love me more than life itself…well not particularly you of course! Figuratively speaking!"

"I get it, I get it!" He laughed, "So what you're saying is something from the heart?"

"Well, yeah…duh! But not just from the heart. Something from your being…your soul. That feels exactly how perfect should. A physical representation of your unconditional love." Bra's eyes had gone hazy and it was easy to tell that she had zoned out in her own little girly world thinking about true love and marriage and babies.

"Well if we ever fall in love, I know exactly what to get you." Goten chuckled, not really thinking about what he had said before he said it.

"Yeah…if." Bra smiled at him, leaping from the counter and walking from the room, "I'll see you later?" She called over her shoulder, cerulean hair cascading down her back and over her arm.

"Yeah…later."

Her cheeks began to sting with her broadened lips stretching them. When she knew she was out of his sight, she touched the slightly heated surface in a sigh.

His words replayed in her head like a record. He was contemplating gifts to get her if they every fell in love. Even the small, simple afterthought had her giddy like a teenage girl.


"Why in the world would you do such a terrible thing to me, Pan-chan? I thought we were best friends?" Trunks' lips were in a full pout, eyes cast downward and one hand leaving the wall to play with a piece of Pan's hair that lay comatose on her shoulder. The way the words 'best friends' fell off his tongue was ironic and he mocked them carelessly. By this point, they had gotten passed that type of relationship as far he could tell. Best friends were never this close.

"I told you, I was just trying to prove to you that you wanted me just as much as I wanted you." There Pan was, speaking before her brain could decipher exactly what she was saying.

That was not supposed to come out that way. That was definitely not supposed to come out that way.

As Pan's hand shot up to her mouth etched with horror, Trunks eyes darted up to look into hers. He looked surprised, though not completely.

He could not believe she had just spat it out like that. They had been beating around the bush and now she had just jumped into it head first.

"Oh my Dende! I didn't mean it like that!" Pan looked as if she had just seen a ghost. Her cheeks painted bright red with embarrassment was enough to put a shady smirk on Trunks' face.

Before he could even move his tongue in a witty response, the screech of the perfect cock-block filled the air.

A/N: First off I would like to thank all of you for the reviews. I'm sending a thousand smiley faces your way right now. I was so shocked to receive that many!

I know I say this in EVERY Author's note but I am so super doper sorry about my grammar, lol. Grammar, vocabulary and sentence structure are not my strong points (which is all things you need for a good story) so that's why I worry about posting chapters so soon. I reread over these things for weeks and still make errors. It's so frustrating!

Anyways, next chapter is a little less T/P and a little more into some of the crazy Saiyan mating customs and transformations. ;)

Please review! Your opinions and thoughts were so awesome last chapter :)

Until next time!