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Chapter 52
Wednesday Morning
Pan let out a groan when her car decided to break down in the middle of the road. She still had about a couple of miles left before she would be at capsule corp. It was 8:10 and she was already running late, and now her car just had to break down. She shook her head, first her alarm clock didn't wake her up, then she dropped her cell phone in her bathroom sink when she was brushing her teeth, and now her car broke down. What was next?
She sighed in aggravation and picked up her half-working phone to call Trunks and let him know that she was running late, hopefully her phone would work. She quickly pressed in Trunks number and put the phone up to her ear, praying that she'd get a dial tone.
She let out a silent 'yes' when she heard the dial tone and waited as patiently as she could for Trunks to pick up the phone.
"Hello? Pan?"
"Shh. Listen, I'm running a little late, my car broke down in the middle of the road. I'm only a couple of miles away-"
Trunks chuckled, "Okay, no problem. Just fly over here."
Pan rolled her eyes in annoyance, "If you didn't cut me off then I would have told you that, you-"
She paused and looked at her phone when she heard the dial tone again and growled in irritation. She could not believe, he just hung up on her like that! Stupid baka!
Vegeta growled as he watched Goku rummage through the fridge. He rolled his eyes and growled in annoyance, "Kakarott!"
Goku turned around with a pile of food in both of his arms and smiled with a mouth full of food, "What's up? I'm a little hungry so I hope you don't mind if I eat a little snack."
"Ugh, disgusting, and of course I mind!"
"Really? But Bulma told me to help myself to whatever I wanted."
Vegeta held up his hand, "Well, Bulma is her lab and I say put the food back and wait outside."
"I don't think that's very nice, don't you remember when you came over to my place to eat?"
"Ugh, you're impossible. Fine! Eat the blasted food and meet me outside."
"Thanks, Vegeta."
"Whatever, Kakarott."
Bulla looked around the small cabin she was currently in and smiled, it was small, but it was pretty decent.
"I thought you came in here to use the bathroom, not look around."
Bulla rolled her eyes and turned her gaze towards seventeen, "Maybe I wanted to do both."
"Or you probably just lied about having to use the bathroom, so you could see where I lived."
"Who said I lied?"
"And who said I was lying?"
Bulla huffed and crossed her arms over her chest as she approached him, "Whatever, mind showing me where the bathroom is?"
"It's around the corner, the bathroom door's open, so you shouldn't miss it."
Bulla let out a sigh and nodded her head, slowly trotting to the bathroom. She was certain that she had feelings him. The thing that made her so certain was the fact that she never felt like this with any other guy before. She has never experienced butterflies in her stomach before until she met Seventeen. No guy has ever had the guts to argue with her even if it was just for amusement. She smiled thinking about how to bring this up with him, she didn't think he'd avoid her, he seemed too cocky to do something like that.
She flushed the toilet after she used the bathroom and then washed her hands before exiting the bathroom and headed back towards Seventeen's living room. She looked around in confusion when she didn't see him.
"Seventeen?"
"Behind you," he replied with his arms crossed.
Bulla spun around, looking directly into seventeen's eyes and swallowed nervously about what she was about to tell him.
He raised an eyebrow when she didn't say anything.
She shook her head. Now was not the time to be nervous, she needed to get this off her chest, "I like you," she said bluntly.
He unfolded his arms and stared back at her for a moment before speaking, "I know."
She looked at him in shock, "What?"
"I know," he repeated.
"How?"
He smirked, "I think I should know when a woman is attracted to me."
She stepped closer towards him, standing only a inch away from him.
"You don't know what you're getting yourself into," he warned.
"I think I do," she replied softly before closing the distance between them and kissed him.
Farrah let out a sigh of relief when she finally made it back home, she was pretty exhausted from today's work out. She just got done sparring with Uub about thirty minutes and they both sparred at their highest potential. She could tell something was on his mind and wouldn't be surprised if he had feelings for her. It was quite obvious to her with the way he would constantly spar with her to get her to stay around a bit longer and how he would tell her stuff about himself in hopes if trying to get her to open up.
She shook her head, she was fighting a loosing battle. Though she never denied that she liked him, she did know that it would be extremely useless for her to use the excuse of them being different races. She already knew she liked him, she just didn't know how far those feelings went. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad if she gave him a shot anyway. What was the worse that could happen?
Pan slammed the papers down on Trunks desk, still angry about the fact that he hung up on her, "Here."
Trunks looked up at her in amusement, "Are you still mad, Panny?"
Pan didn't respond, she just turned her back on him and headed back for her desk.
Trunks chuckled at Pan's response, "Pan, don't be mad. How about I take you out tonight?"
Pan turned around to face him and studied him contemplation. Even though she was still mad at him, she'll have the perfect opportunity to confess her feelings for him. After all, she didn't know when a perfect opportunity like this would turn up again. She just hoped she didn't chicken out. She smiled and stood up, "Okay, but I choose the place."
