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With Pan

(From when she left with Bra.)

They both walked into the mall, Bra squealing all the way. Pan rolled her eyes at her excitement, but couldn't help but laugh at her.

Bra dragged her in the first shop she saw, and started going through all of the racks. Pan sighed, and started thinking about Trunks, nothing in particular about him...just him, all of him.

Pan POV

Then suddenly Bra popped up from god knows where and shoved a dress at me, saying something like it was perfect for me, i contemplated on protesting, but decided it would be a fruitless attempt, so i trudged off to the changing room, not even looking at the dress in my hands.

I closed the curtain and hung the dress up on the hook behind me. I started taking my top off, but i had a really weird feeling, but i couldn't really place it, so reaching out to pull my top up, ignored it. I chucked my tee on the floor, not concentrating, but for some reason it felt like someone was watching me, but i pushed the feeling away.

Then as i took my pants off and turn to get the dress, it hit me. It felt as if Trunks was watching her, right now. It felt like he was somehow in my presence, but i couldn't seem to place how, it felt like he was watching me, but it didn't feel creepy, it just felt...different. I whispered Trunks? In my head, but just as i did, i no longer felt his presence.

I leaned against the wall of the changing room. What the hell was that?! Am i going crazy or something? I shook my head and tried to work out why i just felt the way i did. I grabbed the dress and yanked it on, but not hard enough for it to rip.

I pulled it on and looked in the mirror; i noted that it actually looked good; it was a black satin dress, which came down just past her knees. It had a red laced design on the bodice, and it fit perfectly around her body, surprising her that it was actually snug, instead of uncomfortable.

I leaned back into the wall again and closed her eyes, running my hand through my hair.

And that's when i heard a weary voice that i knew too well, call my name. My eyes shot open. I looked around, thinking i had imagined it, but then heard it again.

Yes? I practically squeaked out in my head.

Normal POV

Trunks heard her answer, and suddenly saw everything from her point of view, she must have had her eyes closed then, he thought.

Yeah, I did...how did you know that?

Shit. He thought; having to, once again, remind himself what to think while she could 'hear' him. I'll explain later. But anyway, you called me?

Pan went blank for a moment, trying to work out what he meant, then she realized she'd asked for him in her mind.

Oh, err, yeah...I did.

Are you gonna elaborate a little more for me, love? He couldn't help it, the term of endearment had just slipped.

There was silence for a second, Trunks hearing the quiet surprise passing through her mind, he didn't blame her, he'd never called anyone that before, and she probably didn't know how to take it.

Aww, it's nothing Trunks. She thought, and turned her eyes back around and faced the mirror. He couldn't stop the gasp that came out of his mouth, and mind.

Vegeta and Bulma glanced at each other, Vegeta's eyes showing indifference, Bulma's worry, and curiosity.

Pan instantly became concerned. What? What's wrong Trunks?

She caught his train of thought, which was slightly incoherent. Oh...she looks beautiful. And the rest he thought made no sense. Pan blushed instantly, thinking she'd just heard his thoughts when he was in the middle of checking somebody out, the idea of him being distracted by some woman while he was talking to her annoyed her.

You look beautiful Panny-Chan. He thought. This confused her completely, and make her take in her surroundings...she was in a changing room, how the hell would he know what she looks like?!

He chuckled. So when are you planning on wearing that dress? Tonight I hope?

Pan's eyes widened. What the hell does he mean?! The thought of him being able to see him brought her back to the weird feeling she was having while she was changing.

Where are you?! She growled, frustrated.

He chuckled in his mind, loving the frustration he was causing her. I love your legs, I can't even remember the last time I saw them. They look great in that dress. He thought, his voice showed playfulness and sincerity.

Her eyes narrowed, and she went down on her knees, sitting on them, so that her legs weren't showing. Where. Are. You? Damn it Boxer Boy! Answer me!

Aww! That's not fair! Why did you have to go and hide them? She growled at him.

Pervert! How would you like it if I stared at you when you didn't know about it?

Oh come on Pan-Cake, you know you do that anyway!

You wish! And stop changing the subject, tell me where you are or I swear to kami, I will hunt you down and kill you! A sudden thought hit her, and she felt out for his ki, and found it at his home.

She was baffled. How the hell are you home?

A little trick I learned, close your eyes, and concentrate on me. She did as she was told, closing her eyes. Trunks opened his eyes, so that when she could do it, she could actually see something. He glanced at his parents, and motioned for them not to move or talk, and he turned away from then so that Pan wouldn't see them.

What do you mean concentrate on you? What part of you?

All of me.

Okay, she thought, still unsure. But don't listen in.

Why not? Afraid if you think of me, you'll have dirty thoughts?

Egotistical bastard, get out of my head before your head bursts.

He laughed, and she began concentrating on him, she hadn't wanted to admit that what he had suggested was right. She thought about him, his face, his body, going off into her own little dream world.

A sudden flash in her mind interrupted her. She was suddenly facing the inside of a GR. But how was that possible?!

It's where I am Pan, you're seeing things from my eye sight.

But how is that possible?! She asked him, incredulously.

I don't know. She could tell immediately he was lying.

Liar.

Forget about that now, keep concentrating, look! He said, as he'd walked into the changing room attached to the capsule GR. He turned and faced the mirror and waved,

She laughed. This feels so weird! I feel like I'm in your body or something...you know what would be even better?

What?

If I could control you. She thought, an evil smirk, forming on her face.

Hmm...and what would you do to me then Miss Son? He asked, raising one eyebrow, smirking.

I'd make you my slave for a day, of course. I would make you bow to me everyday, and call me your Master! Then I'd pin you down, preferably to the bed, and put fluffy pink handcuffs on you an-

Trunks' eyes had gone twice their normal size. W...What? He croaked, interrupting her.

She realized what he must have thought and frowned, but laughed at the look on his face.

You didn't let me finish! I was gonna say, put handcuffs on you and then leave you there, and only come in to feed you.

His eyes, had somehow, managed to go wider. Feed me?

She went red, realizing that it had sounded like another sexual suggestion.

Trunks Briefs! Get your mind out of the gutter! Go and ease you sexual tension on some whore or something!

His face turned scarlet, a sight Pan never thought she'd see, he caught her train of thought and turned away from the mirror. You know I don't do that Pan!

Sure ya don't. Mr. Capsule Corp Playboy never has office romps! She teased.

He growled low in his chest. In less than a second he'd put his fingers to his head and had used instant transmission to appear in her changing room.

Her eyes opened, showing surprise. He grabbed her arm and pulled her up, none too gently. He pushed up against the wall.

Not bothering to talk, he used his mind, and looked straight into her eyes. Never...Never, refer to me as some kind of man slag, you should know better than anyone I'm not like that Pan!

She was still shocked that he'd just appeared, and that he was so angry. The fact that he was telling her off for something she only meant as a joke anyway pissed her off. She pushed his arms away.

I was joking Trunks, you know? The thing you laugh at! She thought sarcastically. There was no need to tell me off as if I were some 7 year old getting caught with my hand in the cookie jar!

He placed his hand on the top of her arms again, and leaned down so they were face to face, making Pan's breath catch, but she made sure no emotion but anger showed.

I don't care if you were joking, I don't like it! That's all I get from the damn media! "Trunks Briefs, CC Playboy" "Trunks Briefs, reported to have slept with over 500 different girls." It gets to me okay? I know it shouldn't, but when it's all you hear from the people who are supposed working for you, not against you, it tends to get to you!

Pan stayed silent, and bit her lip, she had always known he didn't like it, but never knew it went this far.

She placed her hand on his face, and his troubled face automatically relaxed against her touch. She smoothed it over his slight stubble. I'm sorry. She whispered.

He sighed out loud, and hugged her. Forget it Panny, I've just had a rough day, I'm sure you have too, just ignore me, I shouldn't have reacted that way. He thought, while referring to the GR incident.

Don't worry about it, we're all entitled to get all PMS-ish on people every now and them, it just mean it's your T.O.M.

He looked at her in confusion, and amusement. PMS? You do realize I'm not a girl right Panny? 'Cause if you don't, I don't mind having to prove it. He thought, winking to her, then, frowning, asked, and who the hell is Tom?

T.O.M isn't a guy Trunks, it stands for 'Time of Month" and thanks for the reminder by the way, without you repeatedly telling me, I would probably forget that you weren't a girl, you just have that girly thing going on, y'know? She thought, slyly.

Hmph. I think you're just saying that so I can actually prove to you that I'm no girl.

Whatever, Purple Fairy.

Don't go there Frying-Pan.

I just did, little Briefs. She thought, as she put on a sympathetic pout, but her eyes showed humour, and lots of it.

He nearly choked on her words. Little?! He asked, incredulously, earning a triumphant grin from Pan.

A look of determination crossed his features, and he leant against her on the wall, putting most of his weight against her, and putting his hands on each side of her, closing her in.

She raised an amused eyebrow, but her mind was going crazy, but she fought for control of her thoughts.

He pushed his lower part against her, earning a slight squeak from Pan.

Sure it's still little?

Little? I take my words back, I can't feel it at all. Her words tumbled out in her mind, fighting for control, not wanting to let her thoughts go astray around him.

He growled deeply. You'll regret that. He shoved both hands on the top of her thighs, and brought the thin material of her dress up, not taking his eyes off hers. Her eyes widened, and her heart beat furiously, and so loud she'd be shocked if he couldn't hear the deafening buh boom...buh boom.

He pressed himself against her, leaning his forehead against hers, and grasped the material of her dress hard in his hands, pulling her closer to him.

She could feel his hard on instantly, as soon as he'd pushed himself against her, she could feel it. She couldn't avoid her thoughts any longer, all she could think of was if he'd moved his hands a couple of inches down...he would be making her insanely happy. She gulped, and he smirked, seeing when she did.

Does that prove it?

She nodded dumbly, unable to form any words. He seemed happy with that reply, but didn't let her out of his grasp.

I really love this dress by the way. You're wearing it tonight. It was said more like a statement than question, sounding more like a command.

She nodded again, this time managing a slight "Mhm."

You'll dance with me. Once again, said more like a statement and a command rather than a question.

I always do. She managed.

No one else.

She looked confused at him, still trying not to concentrate on where his hands were.

What do you mean? Why not?

He had to fight his mind so that the word "mine" wouldn't slip.

'Cause you'll dance with me. He stated, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Yeah, but Trunks, I'm gonna be dancing with everyone else as well, you're not gonna want to stay with me all night.

Wrong, you won't be dancing with anyone else, and you will be staying with me all night.

She stared blankly at him for a moment, then rolled her eyes. Boxer-Boy, now's not the time to get all overprotective over me, I'm a big girl you know, what do you expect me to do while you're dancing with somebody else? Latch myself onto your leg or something? She asked, sarcasm heavy in her words.

He, in return, rolled his eyes back to her. I'm not getting overprotective over you, it's a family and friends party, and unless you've done something to piss one of the Z Gang off then there's no need to worry, even though if you had, we wouldn't have to anyway. And for your information, I said you'd be with me all night, which means I'll be with you, I'm not going to be dancing with anyone else.

Why not?

He rolled his eyes in frustration. Because I want to do dance with you!

Her eyes softened immediately at his thoughts, Fine, I'll dance with you all night.

Good, because you didn't have a choice anyway. He grinned.

Whatever Boxer Boy, one more word out of place and I'll go and dirty dance with Uub or something.

His eyes flashed anger for a second, then disappeared, but it was there long enough for her to see it.

He pushed his legs in between hers, forcing hers to open more, then smoothed his hands down from grasping the dress, and he dropped them down to her bare thighs, and massaged them with his thumbs.

No. He stated. Her breathing was hitched, as she tried to keep herself from panting.

She grasped the material on his shirt, and tucked her head in his chest, so he wouldn't see her very red-but full of need and hunger-face.

He could already smell her arousal. It was driving him insane, but he had to get her to understand that she was to dance with no one else at the party.

"You dance with no one, except me, okay Panny? I wont dance with anyone, but you. Understand?"

Yes.

Promise?

Promise.

Good. Now let's go buy that dress. He said, slowly and reluctantly taking his hands off her. It had taken all his will power not to take her right there. The love bite he'd given her that morning was still taking up most of her neck, and he liked that, he wanted to do the exact same on the other side.

Pan whimpered at the loss of contact, bewildered at Trunks' sudden mood switch, she'd have to find that thing, and put it on 'horny Trunks' mode constantly.

He looked at her with shock showing in his eyes, he then threw his head back and laughed.

Call me any time you need a release. He smirked wildly, winking at her. The nest second he was out through the curtain, and waiting on the other side.

She stood there for at least five minutes in shock, then realization of what he'd said hit, and she turned scarlet, glad that he was out of the room so he couldn't see it.

That's when the fury kicked in. How dare he leave me like that?! Pompous, egotistical, jackass.

I can still hear you y'know Pan, Just 'cause I'm on the other side of the curtain doesn't me-

SHUT UP ASSHOLE!

He chuckled. Hurry up, I can feel Bra's ki coming.

GRR! Aw no! Take me home Trunks! I'm bored here!

And have Bra kill me? No thanks. He smirked.

Hmph, was the only reply he got. A couple of seconds past when she spoke in her mind again. And no peeking! You were looking at me changing earlier! She accused. He cringed slightly, he'd been hoping she'd forget.

He sighed. I'm no peeping Tom, Panny, it just so happens that the first time that I happened to try that little trick out, you were changing! And I didn't see anything, you were about to turn around to look in the mirror, but then you realized I was there! Silence. He realized what he'd said. Wait! That came out wro-

But before he could finish, the curtain had opened, and Pan breezed out of the changing room, grabbed the closest thing to her, which happened to be a stiletto, and threw it at his head.

"OW! Pa-an!" He moaned, making her name into two syllables.

"Pervert." She pouted.

He grinned innocently as a response, but before she could say anything, a store clerk had come up to them, and an angry store clerk at that. It was a twenty-something looking girl who had breast the size of China, and hair too blonde to be natural, her face was completely caked with make-up. She was wearing a mini skirt that looked more like a belt, and boob tube that showed off her belly button, The only sign that told them that she worked there was that she wore a badge on her right breast saying "Vanessa Biggins-Store Clerk" The sight was revolting. Pan had to stop herself from gagging from the sluttiness of it.

"Excuse me." She spoke, tartly.

Pan looked at her innocently. "Why, what did you do? Burp?" She asked, making Trunks choke back on his laugh.

Vanessa looked at her in confusion, not understanding the simple joke.

Bimbo. Both Trunks and Pan thought simultaneously. (I dont have anything against blondes btw, I am one.)

Vanessa gave up on trying and settled back on anger. "Excuse me Miss, but throwing our selection of clothes/shoes/accessories is against the rules, you're going to have to leave" She said, looking Pan up and down in disgust.

Pan opened her mouth to reply, most likely to insult, a deep voice interrupted.

"She's with me." Trunks said.

Vanessa's eyes shot up at the voice, and she locked eyes with Trunks. She recognized him immediately, and completely forgot about Pan, and what he'd said.

"Oh! Mr Briefs! How nice to meet you! I'm Vanessa, as you see on my badge, is there anything I can help you with today?" She asked him, in a sickly sweet voice, pointing to her breasts when talking about her badge. Trunks looked mildly disgusted. Did she not understand what I just said?

Shhh! She is concentrating Trunks! It doesn't happen often by the look of it, and at the moment she's concentrating on trying to find ways of getting into your bed.

He mentally snorted. The only one allowed in my bed is you.

Pan's eyes widened slightly, wondering what had gotten into him today.

If he'd heard her he didn't answer.

"I'm fine thank you."

Vanessa's face dropped slightly, then as if realizing I was still there, she turned around to face me, then she looked back at Trunks. Then as if she couldn't be bothered with acting, she walked straight up to Trunks, leaned her breasts against him and put on a pout.

"Come on baby, ditch the bitch and I'll show you a good time." She said, boldly.

Trunks' face turned to anger, and he opened his mouth to reply, but was interrupted.

"Get off of him now or I'll have you fired from here quicker than you can count to three, if that's even possible for you." A voice said, filled with fury. They turned around to see a full handed (with shopping bags) Bra Briefs.

Vanessa obviously recognized her and quickly jumped off of Trunks, and mumbled a sorry.

"Too late now bitch, you're already fired." Bra snorted.

Vanessa's face filled with shock, and she looked behind Bra where her manager was standing with the same look of fury as Bra's, just not as scary.

Vanessa whimpered like a baby before she ran out of the shop.

Pan burst out laughing, trust Bra.

"Don't you start laughing Missy! I told you to go try that dress on, you didn't come out of that dressing room till over twenty minutes later! While you were in there I found these great stuff at the back of the shop!" Bra gushed the last bit.

Pan sighed. "What's there?"

Bra opened her mouth to answer, but as if noticing Trunks for the first time, she snapped her head up. "I can't tell you while he's here. Go home Trunks. This is a girlie shopping trip, if you hadn't noticed."

Pan snorted. "I think we've established that you're a guy, Trunks."

Bra's eyes widened. "What do you mean, you've established it, we know he's a guy, Pan, I was only joking about the girlie remark."

Pan shifted her eyes to the floor. "Err, yeah, I know, I meant as in, he doesn't exactly look like a girl...so y'know..."

Bra's eyes narrowed in suspicion. But she seemed to forget it, too excited thinking about what was at the back of the store. "Fine. Trunks go home, Pan, you come with me. How was that dress?"

"Fine thanks, I'll wear it tonight." Pan mumbled.

"Yay! All we have left to do now is get the accessories and shoes! And that stuff at the back of the shop remember!"

Pan sighed in defeat. "Okay, but let's make it quick, please."

"Of course! We need to hurry otherwise we won't have enough time to make you up!"

Pan groaned, and Trunks laughed. "Bye Trunks." Pan said.

"Alright, I'm going, I'm going!" But I am gonna find out what's at the back of the shop. He added in his mind.

Pan mentally shrugged. Well I don't even know what's at the back of the shop, and stay out of my head, asshole.

"Later, Trunks." Bra dismissed, pulling Pan along behind her. But she caught what Trunks thought anyway, his voice didn't stop just because she was a little further away from him, it was strong, considering she was talking o him here while he was at CC.

Impossible.

Pan stuck her tongue out at him, then proceeded to follow Bra. Trunks left the shop out of the Mall, finding a quiet spot where he could fly off without anyone looking, and he took off to the forest where he and Pan usually went together.

All the while he concentrated on Pan's thoughts.

With Pan

Pan followed Bra to the back of the shop, wondering what Bra wanted to show her.

"There we are." Bra said, and gestured to the racks in front of underwear in front of her. They weren't just any underwear; they were the kind of underwear you'd take on your honeymoon with you. Pan gasped, then, realizing that this was what Bra wanted to get her, she gulped.

"Excuse me?!"

"What?" Bra answered, her eyes wide with innocence, too much innocence for Pan's liking.

"Are you for real?!" Pan asked, incredulously, causing Bra to roll her eyes.

"Duh. You've got to get some, everyone does, you're eighteen P-Chan! You've got to get out there! I'm not saying you have to wear then in front of anyone, all I'm saying is that you wear them, whether it be under pyjamas, or under the dress you're wearing tonight. They just make you feel sexy, more confident! It makes you feel mysterious, knowing that, whoever's talking to you, knows nothing about the sexy underwear you're wearing underneath!" This was how Bra worked, she would give Pan really long speeches in the middle of shops telling her what would she should wear, and why.

She knew there would be no way she could get away with refusing, so she nodded, silently sulking.

Bra grinned like a Cheshire cat. "Yay! You know you can never say no to your best friend!"

Pan sighed. "Fine, but I'm not gonna pick! I wouldn't know where to start." She said, frowning at the pieces of material stacked in front of her.

Bra actually squealed at that. "This is awesome! Right, well, we start with the thongs, you want a sexy colour that compliments your skin, and you want something to show off your body, you'd look good in both babydolls, and normal bra's. (no pun intended, lol!) The colour red and black is a definite, and definitely a midnight blue. So, shall we get started?" Bra said.

Pan was in slight shock. "Err....okay?" She was starting to regret having said yes to this.

She suddenly felt the feeling she felt when she was in the dressing room, that she was being watched.

Her eyes narrowed, but realizing what piece of clothing she was around, she closed them, not wanting Trunks to see them, knowing that would cause a load of embarrassment on her part.

Damn you Trunks! I told you to stay out of my head! This is a girlie moment! You know? Like tampons and make up kind of girlie, so get out of my head!! That was her little outburst.

Aww, come on Panny-Chan, I can tell when you're lying to me! The tone of your voice changes, and you're obviously hiding something! Tell me what you're doing and I'll leave you alone! And open your eyes, I cant see anything.

Damn it! Open yours! Asshole! Bra's gonna be looking at me funny now, 'cause I'm just standing here with my ey-

She was interrupted when Bra called her name, she opened her eyes to see Bra waving an arm out to her, her eyes nearly went back to the racks, but she kept them on Bra. "Hang on a sec Bra, we'll do whatever you want in a sec, just let me think a minute." She said holding her finger out.

Trunks Briefs, get out of my head right now or I swear to God I'll tell Vegeta that it was you who broke his two Gravity Machines last month because you were messing around with Goten!

You wouldn't do that to your favourite guy now would you?

You're right, I couldn't do that to Goten, which means I'll just say it was you. She smirked slightly.

Hey! That's not fair, I'm your favourite guy!

Not at the moment.

Fine! Fine I'll go!

Good boy!

Just at that moment, Bra interrupted, again.

"Come on Pan!! You said I could do whatever I wanted, think later! I wanted to know which of these you liked better, the red thongs with the black laced bra, or the black and red babydolls, or the blue silk French underwear. Or do you want them all?"

Pan hadn't opened her eyes, but she'd heard everything, which meant he'd heard everything, she cringed.

There was silence from his side.

Thongs? Babydolls? ...Underwear Pan? You're getting sexy underwear?!

GET OUT OF MY HEAD! Pan shouted in her mind, she heard him wince, then the weird feeling vanished, causing her to breather a sigh of relief, she opened her eyes, she wanted to glare at Bra, but it wasn't her fault, she hadn't known. A slight redness still tinged her cheeks.

"Whichever Bra, you pick."

"Why are you red Pan?"

"No reason."

Bra looked at her suspiciously, but let it drop, too excited with their current position.

"Okay, then let me pick out a few for myself, and then I'll get you some too, then we'll go get some shoes." She said, nearly jumping up and down with excitement.

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Turns out, 'a few pieces of underwear' to Bra, meant they came out the shop with four bags, not including her and Pan's dresses.

They continued on to six more shops, Bra not completely happy with their shoes, so it was on to the next one.

Pan moaned to her about it, and Bra said that there would only be one more shop, and that she was sure that they'd have the perfect ones.

Pan nearly growled. She wanted to get back home, she got tired of going in and out of the shops, it made her hungry.

They walked into the shop, which had to be a very expensive one, since the clothing and shoes in there were out of this world, there were diamonds everywhere!

Bra ran straight to the shoe's. She eyed them until her eyes lit up. "Pan! I found mine! They better have my size." And with that, a store clerk dressed the complete opposite to Vanessa, came out of nowhere. She looked polished from head to toe.

"I'll go get them for you ma'am, may I ask what size you are?"

"Six please." Bra said.

Bra continued looking through the high heels, and then her eyes widened again, but before she could say anything, the store clerk came back with a box.

The store clerk passed the box over to Bra. "Will that be all Ma'am?"

"Actually, I was wondering if you had a size five in these?" She said, pointing out ones to her.

Pan took a better look, they went with her dress, she knew that. They were black, with high straps, which would most likely go up to her calf. There was a small red diamante on each shoe. They were also about four inches high, which made Pan gulp, she didn't wear heels, she'd only ever worn them a hand full of times.

Bra purchased their things, and, saying that she had accessories that went with their outfits at home, they left, Pan finally happy to be getting home.

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With Trunks

He was a little more than surprised. When Bra had said those words in that shop, he'd froze, and then mental images had filled his mind, ones of Pan in everything that Bra had just said. He very nearly lost his control; the only thing keeping him from doing so was the shock that still went through him.

Straight after cutting their mind conversation off, he'd gone to his father, and asked for a spar, Vegeta had shrugged and nodded.

Vegeta had wondered why Trunks had just disappeared to see Pan earlier; she hadn't been in any trouble. Their ki's had been going up again, he'd worried that her father was going to interrupt them again, but surprisingly he stayed away, probably guessing they were still 'fighting'.

Vegeta could sense Trunks' emotions, which were full of sexual pent up frustration.

Vegeta had mentally chuckled at his son looking in that state, he's looked so hungry, just not for food.

Trunks had obviously been distracted, and for that reason Vegeta hadn't bothered to fully concentrate either, any other day he would get frustrated with Trunks' behaviour, but he had some thinking to do himself.

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PanicFoxy- Aww. Your review is soo sweet! Yeah thanks my tests are going well...well I hope so...lol. I hope you like this one too! And you made me smile like crazy when you said you got excited to see a new chappie! X3

SSP Fan- I love the facet that you put "SSP Fan" as your name! That was so sweet of you! Well, I hope you like this one as much as the last one! And thanks for reminding me that you were reviewer number 14. If you hadn't I'd have probably forgotten! Lol.

TP Fanneh- AWW! I officially LOVE my reviewers. You're all just so god damn NICE. I'm glad to see that its your best weekend ever! Lol. Thanks! The banter between them is my fav, when its leading up to the things they do, I just love it! Glad you love it too!!

Nikki-4- I just love messing with Vegeta, I just cant help it, lol. Hope you liked what happened. Have a fantastic week too!

BloodxKanji- Thank you!I couldn't help it, I love having Trunks and Pan mess with Vegeta. Well, you were right, Pan DID find out, and she didn't exactly kick his ass, but she did throw a stiletto at him! Lol. Hope you liked it!

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