A glistening wet Trunks with nothing but a towel on walks out.

Trunks: Okay I was kidnapped so I could do the disclaimer. Here it is Jazzy doesn't own Dragon Ball Z or me matter a fact. Why am I here again?

Jazzy: Just finish the freaking disclaimer. GURSH! I'm going to need you for some…other things (steals Vegeta's famous smirk and pulls out mayonnaise, lettuce and bread.)

Trunks: Hehe and she doesn't own that smirk either. She does own Prince Gregory and his planet though. She owns a planet and so young and beautiful and … creepy! (Starts to run)

Jazzy: You can run but you can't HIDE TRUNKS! (Takes off after him with an unidentifiable object at hand)

Important Stuff:

Pan: 20

Trunks: 25

Goten: 24

Bra: 19

Greg: 25

Anyways on with the story…

Chapter 10

A couple of hours later

Trunks had knocked on Pan's door, but his arrogance washed over and he realized he didn't have to knock because he was the prince. He barged into the room, closing it swiftly behind him.

Pan looked up from her position on the middle of the bed hugging a tear stained pillow, quickly wiping the tears that hadn't dried away yet and giving him the most evil glare she could muster even though she was feeling hopeless inside.

"Do I get to go home?" Pan asked slightly above a whisper, a small shine of hope in her eyes.

"No, I haven't made a decision as of yet." He said hating to see the hope fade away and be replaced with the sadness that was radiating off of her and on to him.

"Your uncle is still here though and I will give him permission to see you as of later on." He quickly added hoping to see the hope come back but only got a forced half smile.

Somehow Trunks had made his way over to the sitting on the edge of the bed and Pan had made it to the spot beside him.

Pan was finding that she wasn't finding him half as revolting as she had earlier and didn't mind sitting so closely beside of him.

There was an awkward silence and they both turned to talk to the other. They didn't realize the closeness between them and when they turned their heads, their lips brushed sending electric shocks through their lips and coursing through their bodies.

It had never happened when they had kissed before and Pan had her fingers softly running over the outlines of her lips still a little in shock. She turned to Trunks, this time a little slower, to avoid the incident happen again and saw that Trunks was smirking.

He leaned in slowly, smirk still there until their lips were inches apart and…

Throne Room

Vegeta had been called into the Throne Room for the second time today and he was getting pretty agitated.

"What is it?" He asked his messenger.

"We have received a message from our ally, Planet Perigrine. The King has requested that his son, Prince Gregory, come to visit for a while so that he can accommodate the proper training for taking over the palace when he finds his mate." He had looked up from the note he was reading off of now.

The king was looking as if he were pondering the situation and slightly proud of himself for being chosen for his ally's son's sensei responded.

"Fine, have the Royal family here in no more than 5 minutes."

The king was a very impatient person and wanted this over and done with so he could call it a day.

The messenger quickly scurried off to achieve his goal.

Bra's Room

Goten and Bra had wasted no time and were already deep in the 'action'.

Wild kisses and touches were flying everywhere. The two had made it inside the door, but hadn't been patient enough to make it to the bed and were now sprawled out entwined between the various articles of clothing and each others body parts.

Bra didn't know what had gotten into her but whatever it was she liked it. She had tried to resist herself but it was too great. She looked up and realized Goten wasn't complaining as he was working the string on the back or her corset.

She hadn't quite remembered how she got in this situation. She had just remembered something along the lines of Goten looking for the kitchen and seeing his tight spandex outfit and throwing him up against the wall, what she called manhandling him, and her body kind of took over from there.

Bra's thoughts and Goten's hands were interrupted by a knock on the door.

They both stared at each other for a split second, Bra could see the anger flash in his eyes at not finishing what he had started.

They rushed to grab their clothes, Goten picking up Bra's panty hose and smirking. She snatched them out of his hands while whispering "Hurry Up!" and stuck out her tongue at him.

"Princess, may I enter?" She heard a muffled, shaky voice say through the large door.

"Umm, one second!" She yelled breathless out to the visitor while she finished putting her dress over her head.

"Under the bed." She ordered Goten and as she was walking away he pulled her arm back so she was facing him and gave her an extra kiss to remember. "I'm not done with you yet." He whispered in her ear and did as he was told. She smoothed down her hair and did a quick check in her dresser mirror before walking to her door.

"Ughh, what is it?" Bra said with a sigh, obviously agitated as she swung open her door.

"The…the king wishes to see you in the throne ro...room. NOW." He stuttered and quickly ran down the hallway to retrieve the prince. He hadn't expected the princess to take that long and the 5 minutes were ticking away.

Bra walked over to her bed and kneeled down lifting up the sheets to a peeking Goten.

"I'll be back later." She said and quickly walked away and down the long corridor towards her destination.

"What I'm I supposed to do?!?" yelled a confused and very cramped Goten.

Pan's Room

There was a knock on the door that caused both Trunks and Pan to turn quickly to look at the door and back at each other again.

"Are you going to get that or shall I?" Pan asked.

"Be my guest." Trunks replied, leaning back on his elbows but not before stealing a kiss from Pan first.

To his surprise, she didn't yell at him, merely forced a scowl and continued on her way towards the door.

"Yes?" Pan asked as she opened the large white door.

"Is there any chance that you've seen…PRINCE TRUNKS!" a very tired man had managed to choke out before he started to suck in air.

Trunks quirked his eyebrow and sat up as the man had taken his attention off of Pan and was now directing it towards him.

Taking this as a signal to begin the man began to talk.

"The king would like to see you in the throne room. NOW."

"Kay Thanks" and he nodded his head dismissing the man, who scrambled off.

Pan quirked her eyebrow in the same manner as Trunks had and he knew that she was doing this towards the weird old man.

"Don't ask, an old family friend. I'll see you later?" He stated now right in front of her looking down on her because of their height difference.

"…"

"I'll take that as a yes" Trunks said and before he exited tried to steal another kiss but Pan had learned her lesson and turned her head to where he was only able to kiss her left cheek.

'Her cheek is almost softer than her lips' he thought as he pulled away reluctantly and continued out of the door and into the corridor towards the his destination.

Pan hated herself.

She closed the door behind him with a sigh.

She was starting to warm up to him, the enemy.

This couldn't be good.

Throne Room

Outside of the door Bra and Trunks had met each other.

"What's up with you, your dress is wrinkled and wasn't your hair in a bun earlier?" Trunks asked matter-of-factly with a smirk and grabbed a lock of her aqua hair letting it slide through his fingers. He looked over his younger sister and if possible his smirk widened.

"Liar!" She said as she hurriedly tried to straighten and flatten her dress with one hand and smooth her hair with the other.

"Why are you so cheerful HOME WRECKER!" she retorted.

He gave her the best sarcastic hurt expression he could muster even though it had truly hurt him. She sneered and pushed open the golden doors for the second time today as Trunks followed behind.

They walked down the purple carpet that led from the large golden doors to the thrones and bowed before their mother and father.

The king and queen had noticed the change in both of their children, with Bra's untidy stature and Trunks beaming smile.

"Something you care to share?" the king asked his children

"No." They both replied quickly, Bra was also shaking her head furiously.

"Good, I have an announcement." The king said suspiciously eyeing his children.

They looked on and waited for him to continue not missing his questioning eyes.

"Prince Gregory of Planet Perigrine is coming to do his duty training so he can take over the throne." King Vegeta had said this while looking at his son who had found the ceiling very interesting and was staring at it.

'Great! I hate that guy. He does nothing but cause me trouble." Trunks thought with a pout and a sour look on his face.

"He shall be here tomorrow and I don't want any of this weird behavior you both are displaying now do you understand?" He stated with authority.

"Yes sir!" They both replied and Trunks wanted to fake salute but decided against when he saw his father's glare.

"You are dismissed." And with that the prince and princess left the room.

"What was up with them?" Bulma asked eyeing her husband.

"Don't know, don't care. I hope they get it fixed before tomorrow though." And with that he stepped down from the throne, holding his hand out for his wife to help her down off of her own.

She gave him a kiss as they proceeded to walk down the carpet to their own room.

A/N:

I got this chapter in finally after figuring out where this story is headed.

I hope it was long enough for those who wanted it longer. (Longest chapter so far)

I have a totally new plan that should be amazing.

I had fun writing this chapter, especially the Bra and Goten part.

Anyways thanks for the reviewssssss

I got 3 out of 5 reviews I wanted

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Next chapter before Christmas hopefully :)