Author's note: ^_^ did the chap make you cry? It wasn't exactly supposed to…but, just wondering. The next one is while Pan is living with her tousan and Jami. She has all her training on stand by so to speak. And an upcoming event is dazing her…read to find out.
Chapter 5
At Peace?
"Bra…iie! I am not wearing that!" Pan growled.
"Oh come on Pan!" Bra argued.
The two were in Pan's room, and Bra was trying to get Pan into an evening dress. It was a black, long dress that would go about two inches past her feet and it was back less. Bra had a red dress of the same style on, and she had a belt that was made of red fur. She had figured that if Pan curled her tail around her waist…it would look like she had a belt as well. So now she just had to get Pan in the dress.
"No way! What's the point?" Pan asked.
"Pan…we are going to a ball you have to were an evening dress!" Bra said.
"Why?" Pan crossed her arms over her bare stomach, she was only in her underwear.
"Pan…this ball is for my kasan's new invention. You can't look out of place!" Bra said.
"Fine!" Pan threw her arms in defeat.
Pan put on the gown mumbling, when she had it on she smirked,
"It doesn't fit! It's too long." She said triumphantly.
"Oh no you don't! I brought these." Bra showed Pan the shoes.
"You have got to be kidding. I would fall off of those…those…stilts!" Pan yelled.
"You will not! Put them on." Bra threw them at Pan.
Pan caught them with ease and shoved them on her feet.
"Curl your tail around your waist." Bra said.
Pan did, and she looked almost exactly like Bra. Aside the fact that all the red on Bra was black on her.
"You look great! Now let's go." Bra grabbed Pan's hand and drug her down the stairs and to the living room.
Pan noticed that everyone in the living room was dressed in the same manner as she. Jami was in a navy blue evening gown, and her tousan was in a tux. ChiChi was in a Pink evening gown, while Goku was also in a tux, just as the rest of the guys. Pan had to admit Vegeta looked utterly ridiculous, she couldn't suppress her laugh. Vegeta glared at her, and she stopped. She noticed Trunks and smiled a flirtatious smile at him, but only quick enough for him to catch, along with Vegeta and Bra.
When the arrived at the hotel, they piled out of the three limousine's.
"Why is it at a hotel?" Pan asked.
"It's an over night banquet." Jami answered.
Pan stopped, and the group walked past her, when Bra came next to her she grabbed her arm,
"You did not tell me it was an over night thing!" She hissed.
"Must have slipped my mind." Bra winked.
Pan scowled that had been the same line Trunks gave her with the Videl situation. Pan crossed her arms and followed the group in the hotel. Pan trudged on behind Bra…crossing her arms.
"Pan! Don't do that! It makes you look mad!" Bra protested, she forced Pan's arms down.
Pan rolled her eyes and walked over to Vegeta,
"How could you let that baka human drag you into this?" Pan asked. (S.T.)
"That baka human is my mate! Don't you forget that!" Vegeta barked. (S.T.)
"Right…well your 'Princess of a daughter' is going to drive me insane!" Pan growled. (S.T.)
"She did a good job…considering you're receiving many stares." Vegeta chuckled. (S.T.)
"I don't think that your son would like that." Pan mumbled. (S.T.)
"You are his mate…of course he wont." Vegeta said. (S.T.)
Pan snorted,
"We are not mates yet." Pan responded. (S.T.)
"You might as well be." Vegeta grumbled (S.T.) he then walked away.
Pan slightly uncurled the tip of her tail, in annoyance. She then moved over to Trunks, she stood right behind him and poked his sides.
"Hey…" She whispered.
Trunks turned and smirked at her,
"Hey, ready for this banquet?" He asked.
"Ready as I'll ever be." Pan muttered.
Trunks smirked,
"Didn't get the whole thing up front did you?" He smiled.
"Iie…do I ever?" Pan mocked.
"I guess not." Trunks kissed her, "but it wont be so bad."
He smiled at her again,
"Iie, it wont." She admitted.
"We're supposed to sit in between my kasan and Bra?" Trunks groaned, as he noticed the last two seats at one of the tables.
Pan chuckled,
"And you're the one who said it wouldn't be so bad." She smirked.
Trunks respectfully pulled Pan's chair out, and pushed it under again. He then sat next to her,
"This is going to be a long night." He whispered to her.
Pan smirked, she stared at the three forks and her face fell. She glanced at Bra on her left,
"Okay, what's with all the forks?" She asked.
Bra chuckled,
"This is a shrimp fork…" She pointed to the one with only two spears (that what they called?) "This is your salad fork." She picked up the three speared one, "And this is the dinner fork."
Pan picked the four speared dinner fork up and smirked,
"Why not just have this one? You'd get more." Pan asked.
"I don't know…" Bra shrugged.
Pan looked behind Trunks and around Bulma,
"You confused with the forks too, Veggie?" Pan asked, (S.T.)
Vegeta leaned his head back and glared at her,
"Hai…and you're not?" He growled.
Pan chuckled,
"Just wanted to know if I was the only one." Pan shrugged (S.T.) "Not like Vegeta-sei is it, we only used one thing for everything…a shovel." Pan laughed.
Vegeta actually chuckled,
"Iie…it isn't. When did you ever go to Vegeta-sei? It was gone before you were born." Vegeta questioned. (S.T.)
"I lived on one of your ships…same as living on Vegeta-sei. Sort of." Pan answered. (S.T.)
Vegeta grunted then sat back forward. Pan did as well, just as the waitresses arrived.
"What was that?" Trunks asked.
"Nothing, I was just talking with your tousan." Pan shrugged, she then ordered her food.
By the time the two waitresses had gone around the four tables they looked sick. With seven saiyajins and many humans, the food was immense. They walked away muttering to each other. Pan smirked at this and her stomach growled,
"How long will we have to wait?" Pan asked, she then began to notice all the other empty tables, "And when are they going to be filled?"
"We are going to eat first. Then move to the back room, while the guests arrive." Bra explained.
"What is it your kasan is announcing?" Pan asked.
"Her new invention. It's a new transmitter she made for the companies." Bra said.
"Oh…so why are we so dressed up?" Pan asked again.
"There is going to be a ball tonight, then she announces it in the mourning." Bra said.
Pan felt the bottom of her stomach drop…a ball? Meaning she would have to dance?
"Uh…Bra, you're kidding right?" She whispered quietly.
"Iie…the ball will start in about an hour and a half." Bra shook her head.
Pan sat back in her chair and frowned. Sure she knew how to dance…but not the way they did. She would have to dance with Vegeta, surely he knew the way she danced. The next hour was just a blur…eating and talking, which was it. Pan eagerly waited for the night to be over. And when all were finished with their food, she groaned. She stood up after Trunks pulled her chair out, and stepped away from the table. Bra grabbed her wrist and began to drag her.
"Bra! Where are you taking me?" Pan sneered.
"To the girls bathroom!" Bra pushed the door open and let go of Pan.
"I don't need to go! You baka!" Pan growled.
Bra snickered,
"I know, but I need to fix your make-up." Bra said.
She pushed Pan to the counter and pulled a bag out of her purse.
"Bra! You put enough on me at my house!" Pan protested.
"Iie…I didn't put hardly any!" Bra whined.
"Ugh! I hate make-up!" Pan said.
"I know you do!" Bra smiled, "I won't put to much flashy stuff on you."
Pan crossed her arms, and didn't say anything for the next ten minuets.
"Okay…I'm done." Bra said.
Pan turned to look in the mirror, and gasped.
"Bra…again you turned me into a baka onna!" Pan growled.
Pan didn't really mind it though. Bra just put a light shade of black eye shadow on, and a thick coat of lip-gloss. She redid Pan's hair, and curled a few strands. Pan smirked at her appearance,
"Let's go and get this ball over with." Pan barked.
She and Bra then left the bathroom. Pan stopped at the sight she saw; the room was now totally different. The tables were moved back with food on them. There also were more tables, smaller ones. Set up around the room. Pan noticed the empty space to her left, obviously for the dancing. She felt her stomach somersault then walked over to Trunks. He smirked at her,
"What's the matter?" He asked teasingly.
"Shut up!" Pan growled.
"Looks like people are starting to get here." Trunks whispered.
Pan looked toward the doors and saw a party of ten walk in. Bulma then came over to Trunks,
"Come now, dear. We must address them." Bulma said.
Trunks shrugged to Pan,
"Gomen…but you know my kasan." Trunks said.
"Un…now go!" Pan pushed him, then turned to Vegeta. "How am I going to dance? Especially their way." Pan grumbled, (S.T.)
"You need lessons?" Vegeta chuckled, (S.T.)
"Very funny, Highness. You know how to dance their way?" Pan asked, (S.T.)
"Hai, after being dragged to these things twice a year." Vegeta answered (S.T.) "Let us get something to drink, these pitiful humans have weak liquor." Vegeta muttered the last part with a shake of his head.
Pan smirked,
"Hai…and you are married to one." She pointed out (S.T.)
Vegeta scowled, and the two made their way to the table.
"Shouldn't there be waiters?" Pan asked (S.T.)
"Hai, in about ten minuets." Vegeta answered (S.T.) "they set out about fifty glasses before coming out."
"Oh, well what do you want? Champaign?" Pan asked (S.T.) she picked one of the glasses up for herself.
"Hai." Vegeta snorted (S.T.)
Pan handed him one of the glasses, as she took a sip of her own.
"You're only eighteen, not of age to be drinking that." Vegeta muttered with an evil smirk.
"Hai…but whose going to tell?" Pan muttered back.
Vegeta snickered,
"No one I suppose." He said, he then groaned, "Hear comes my doom." He whispered.
Pan noticed Bulma and Trunks making their way to her and Vegeta. She chuckled.
"Now Veggie, it won't be so bad will it?" She asked. (S.T.)
"You haven't the slightest idea." Vegeta whispered. (S.T.)
Pan smiled just as the two stopped,
"Come on Vegeta! We must start off!" Bulma chirped, "Trunks you and Pan start with us."
Pan froze; she was going to dance in front of all those people? She began to notice the hundred plus people that had filed in. Trunks took the glass from her hand, before Bulma noticed it, and set it on a passing tray. Bulma had done the same with Vegeta's glass.
"Vegeta! I can't dance in front of them all!" Pan stuttered. (S.T.)
"Just follow the brat!" Vegeta said, (S.T.) as he and Pan were pulled out onto the dance floor.
Trunks smirked as Pan stiffened under his hold,
"Calm down Pan, and smile for a change." He whispered.
Pan scowled at him, but then let her face set into a fake smile. As the music began Trunks pulled her to the right. She moved her feet in slow glides stepping with him, making sure not to go to fast or to slow. She kept her eyes locked to his and answered in simple words to his questions. Soon, others joined them on the floor. Bra and Goten, when did that happen? Pan wondered, and ChiChi and Goku, ChiChi having to slap some adult-ness into Goku. Jami and Gohan moved to the dance floor as well, along with Mr. and Mrs. Briefs. Pan smiled at them all, and willingly accepted the end of the song. She moved to a seat, and took another Champaign glass from one of the near by waiters. She took a deep gulp from it then sighed.
"You're not old enough to drink that." Trunks scolded with a smirk, while grabbing his own.
"Are you going to stop me?" Pan asked.
"Iie, just don't let my kasan see you, or your tousan." Trunks said, he sat down next to her.
Pan snorted,
"Whatever." She growled.
Trunks smirked,
"That would certainly earn you a slap from ChiChi." He said.
Pan smiled, she chuckled then took another sip.
"I tell you…my family is retarded." Pan said with a smile.
Trunks looked at her, and saw that she was kidding. He smiled back at her then stood,
"May I have this dance?" He asked.
She stared at his hand for a moment,
"Hai." Pan took his hand, and followed him out on the dance floor.
Bra smiled, she glanced at Goten and playfully hit him in the shoulder,
"Come on. Let's take those two and go to mine and Pan's room." She purred in his ear, "Let's watch a couple movies."
"Um…you think my nii-chan will go for that?" Goten asked.
"Your Pan's Jisan…talk him into it." Bra whined.
"Fine." Goten smiled at her, he kissed her then went off to Gohan.
As he left, Bra was accompanied by Marron.
"Hey Bra, what's going on?" Marron asked, she held a glass in her right hand.
"Not much Marron. You?" Bra said, not really looking at her.
Bra just kept her eye on Goten. She watched as Gohan shook his head, but after little persuading gave his agreement. Bra listened half-heartedly to Marron talk, nodding when the need arose.
"Yea…I agree. Um…Marron? I have to go, it's one in the morning already. I think that me and Pan are going to go on up to our room." Bra said.
"Okay, I'll see you in the morning." Marron said, then walked off.
Goten came up to her,
"Gohan agreed that it was getting a little late. He said that he could allow us to watch one movie. He also said that we had to get up at six, and he didn't want to hear any complaining." Goten said with a smirk.
Bra chuckled,
"We're saiyajins…we can take it." She said.
"Right, well come on let's get Trunks and Pan." Goten said.
* * * 6 a.m. * * *
Pan groaned as banging at her door aroused her.
"Go away!" She yelled.
"Miss?" She heard a small voice say, it was full of accent.
"Hai! I'm up! Go away!" Pan groaned.
"Arigato." Pan then heard the feet scuttle away to the next door.
Pan glanced at Bra, who was at the moment sound asleep. Pan took her pillow and flung it at her head, she uncurled her tail and lashed it excitedly. Bra took the blow with a slight grunt and rolled onto her back,
"Honto?" She asked.
"It's six…let's get ready." Pan said, she sat up on her bed and stretched.
"Six already?" Bra also sat up.
"Hai." Pan stood from her bed and glanced around, "What am I to wear today?"
Bra stood and rubbed her eyes,
"Right hand dresser. Last drawer on the left." She said groggily.
Pan opened the drawer and groaned, it wasn't as bad as the night before; but it was a bit much for her. Long, clingy, black skirts, with a navy blue shirt. She pulled the clothes out and threw them on the bed.
"At least it's not so…dressy." She said.
Bra smirked,
"Hand me the others. Last drawer on the right." She said.
Pan pulled out an outfit identical to her own, with a red shirt as the only difference. She tossed the clothes to Bra and closed the drawer.
"Today should prove to be interesting." Pan said.
"Hai, we have the morning meal; then fellowship out in the courtyard; then the announcement, then lunch to close." Bra said with a nod.
"Ugh!" Pan flopped backwards on her bed. "I don't want to get up!"
Bra chuckled,
"Come on! Let's get our breakfast quick." Bra said encouragingly.
The two dressed quickly then Bra did their make-up, against Pan's will of course. When they were ready it was a quarter till seven.
"Argh!" Bra groaned, "come on…we have to hurry!"
"Bra! It's not even seven o'clock! I thought the breakfast bar didn't open till seven thirty!" Pan complained.
Bra looked at her watch and sighed,
"I thought it was a quarter till eight. Gomen." Bra said breathlessly. "Come on, let's go pester the guys."
Pan growled,
"I'm going to go wake up your tousan." She said with a smirk.
"You sure you think that's a bright idea?" Bra asked.
"Iie…but I don't care! If I had to get up at six then he's getting up now!" Pan said as she stormed out of their room.
Bra rolled her eyes and followed her out.
"Where is their room?" Pan asked.
"Go right." Bra said.
At the end of the hall they came to a door,
"This it?" Pan said.
"Hai." Bra crossed her arms.
Pan raised her fist and banged on the door,
"Veggie! You better get up!" She yelled, (S.T.)
"Go away, brat!" Vegeta yelled, (S.T.)
"Iie! I had to get up forty-five minuets ago! Now get!" Pan yelled (S.T.)
She heard Bulma roll over and groan,
"What time is it?" She asked.
"It's six fifty!" Pan said through the door.
"Nani!?" Bulma could be heard jumping out of bed. "Vegeta! Why didn't you wake me?"
"I'm not your servant, woman!" Vegeta growled.
"Ugh! Pan! Would you mind waking Jami and Gohan for me? And the boys as well!" Bulma asked.
"Sure!" Pan mumbled.
"Arigato!" Pan heard as she walked off.
"Bra come on you have to show me where my tousan's room is." Pan said.
"Okay." Bra said. "We passed it."
"Ugh! Bra! Stop being smart with me!" Pan growled, as she retraced her steps backward. "Which door?"
"Here." Bra stood in front of a door.
Pan glared at Bra then banged on the door,
"Why didn't they have a stupid servant come wake them up like us?" Pan asked.
"My kasan knew that no one else but you would wake up to them." Bra answered.
"How did she know that?" Pan asked.
"Who is it?" Pan heard her tousan.
"Tousan! Get up it's seven!" Pan yelled.
"Right, arigato." Gohan mumbled.
Pan then began to move to the guys' room.
"She found that out two weeks ago when you stayed the night at our house. When she knocked lightly, you woke up but I didn't." Bra explained.
"That doesn't mean squat. So I woke up you didn't big deal!" Pan growled.
"Iie, you see. She always has to wake me and Trunks by shoving us out of our beds." Bra said.
"Ugh! Fine," Pan said, the two then stopped in front of the guys' room.
"Go ahead." Bra said with a smirk.
Pan banged on the door,
"Get up you lazy baka's!" she yelled through the door.
"Ugh! Go away!" Came Trunks' reply.
"Iie! Now get up!" Pan said again, still banging on the door.
When she didn't cease to bang, Trunks yanked the door open,
"Alright! We're up!" He growled, sleepily.
"Good, meet us in the kitchen." Bra said.
"Whatever." Trunks slammed the door.
"Come on." Pan said.
"I don't get you Pan." Bra said, when the two were sitting at a table.
"What do you mean? What's there to get?" Pan asked.
"One moment you're totally edgy around your tousan and Jami. And you almost kill my tousan, then you live with us. Then move in with your tousan…I don't get it." Bra said.
"Bra…for the first time in my life. I'm at peace."
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