** Authors Note! **

This chapter is dedicated to mrchezzysnickers, mostly because she said she'd eat me if I didn't hurry with the next chapter of Antics of Love…(She's a cannibal…I admire her honesty). ^_^; Enjoy!

When you see something like this…*Sentence* that means I'm talking to you! Get it, got it, good!

Kronic

Chapter Two: Greasy, dirty, over weight, middle-aged foreign guards…

Pan lead the way to the field of 'unlimited possibilities,' which is what they started calling it, each with five or six plastic shopping bags shoved in their empty backpacks. Their excitement grew stronger and stronger every time Pan mentioned that they'd soon be there, and soon enough they were. "What'd y'all think?" Pan asked as she landed and immediately started cropping. Trunks looked around as if he were in heaven for the first time, (which we all know they're no strangers to death) and it seemed as if tears were forming in his eyes.

"This is all too beautiful!" Marron said gleefully. "I gotta get a picture of us all!"

"Pan, have I ever told you how much I love you?" Trunks asked. He started cropping at record speeds that not even Pan could achieve.

"Every waking minute." Pan grinned.

Marron took a couple of pictures of Trunks and Pan cropping the fields together, they slowed down enough so the picture didn't turn out blurry. She got the two to do a couple of poses as a couple, Pan put a marijuana leaf in her hair while Trunks wrapped his around her from behind and rested his head on her shoulder.

Marron smiled as she took the picture, "I'm making everyone a copy of that!" She said happily before walking over to where Goten was and started assaulting him with the camera.

"Marron, put that thing away and get pickin!" Bura ordered. Bura is only serious about certain things in life, school, pot, family, pot, friends, pot, and fashion. She like to call herself the 'responsible' one of the group, she never let anyone drive or fly home drunk or let anything bad happen at parties, like letting Marron get too drunk and head off into a room with a guy she barely knows. Everyone watched out for each other, just not as intently as Bura did.

"Hey!" A guard yelled from across the field. He motioned for the other guards to follow him.

Pan and Trunks had already finished filling their bags, Goten and Bura were ¾ way done and Marron only had one bag full. "Do you think we have enough?" Bura asked looking into her bags then to the approaching guards.

"Yeah, enough to get us through the rest of the week." Goten smirked.

"Can we go then, I don't have your guy's super speed." Marron stated getting nervous.

"Lets go." Pan smiled. They all waved at the guards as they levitated off the ground and took off. "Keep up the good work!" she called down to them.      

Once everyone reached Capsule Corp. they bolted into Trunks' room to avoid the cameras. By the time they were down hanging all of it to dry out, Trunks' and Bura's ceilings looked about a foot closer to the ground and as if there were shaggy green carpet on the ceiling.

"It smells nice in here." Goten commented.

"There should be air fresheners that smell like this." Bura noted taking in a large breath.

"They do." Marron stated, "They have all sorts of hemp and marijuana products at the hemp and head shop down on Fifth and Mason in the city."

Pan settled herself down on Trunks' queen sized bed (Goten noticed how at home she seemed), and stretched. "After we're done with school, we all should go into the hemp business." She suggested, not really meaning it and thinking it through.

Trunks collapsed on the bed beside her, laying his head on her stomach, "I think I'll be stuck running Capsule Corp." he said trying to get comfortable. Pan tired of his wiggling her around with him and sat up and crossed her legs and leaning backwards, using her arms as support. He found a comfortable spot leaning against the wall, his legs outstretched over Pan's. Marron was sitting in the 'big, comfy, squishy' green chair with Goten sitting on the armrest. Bura had made herself at home sitting on the swiveling computer chair.

"So," Bura started, "about this party, how many people are we inviting?"

"I don't know, it's your house." Pan said, "I just want to have a party before school starts up again. I mean, it'll be our senior year and this needs to be memorable…"

"Okay great!" Bura exclaimed. She ran out the room and came back holding a book the size of the Seattle phone directory.

"What's that?" Marron asked.

"This is my address book." Bura answered simply. She was the most popular girl in school and everyone knew it, even people from other schools around the district loved her.

"That's like the entire school and then some!" Trunks mentioned out of shock.

"So." Bura said as she crossed her arms. "Capsule Corp. is a big place, we can fit over two thousand in here."

"Par-taaae!" Goten howled. Bura, Marron, and Pan all smirked.

Trunks facial expression suddenly changed, his face paled. "I'm dead." Trunks breathed under his breath. "I know, I'll lock up every room that I don't want to get trashed…but…but…where's the keys?" Trunks started in an undertone, then it turned into actual blabbering. Obviously he didn't deal with stress very good, the pressure of having his dad mad at him while in the gravity room was starting to get him. Goten looked at Trunks with concern, as did everyone else. Pan inched toward him till she was sitting beside him.

 "Trunks, you're going to be alright. Vegeta hasn't killed you yet has he? You'll be fine." Marron tried, but it only seemed to make it worse.

Pan looked at everyone as if to say, 'get out' but no one caught it, she sighed. Pan grabbed his hand, "Trunks!" she said, making him look at her. No one could understand what kind of hold Pan had on him, because after a few seconds, Trunks calmed down and was smiling. No words were said, no physical contact was enforced (except for the hand holding), it was just them. Pan smiled back, "See, nothing to worry about." She said in a whisper so only he could hear.

Trunks leaned over and put his mouth millimeters away from her ear and whispered in such a low and husky voice, "You owe me." That it sent shivers down her spine.

"Would you like me to pay you now?" She whispered back.

This time Trunks was the one that got shivers. A large and unmistakable grin crossed his face, Goten, Marron, and Bura all notice something in his eyes that wasn't there a second ago. Trunks' grin turned into a rather devious smile as he turned to his friends while holding Pan even closer. "Why don't you guys go and start inviting people, we have some things we need to talk about." He suggested in a tone that really meant, "We're about to fuck, go away." Bura and Marron smirked as they left, Goten was the last to leave and saw Pan position herself so she was straddling him as he shut the door.

Goten hurried downstairs, where he felt Bura's and Marron's kis in the kitchen, while shaking his head. "I should've never suggested that they go out." He said to himself.

"Hey! Don't look so gloomy!" Marron said trying to cheer him up. "You have Paris, I have Jake, and Bura has Uubu, it's not the end of the world just because Pan and Trunks seem to be madly in love."

"Yeah, after what they've been through together, it's a wonder it's taken them this long to hook up." Bura pointed out.

"Friends since birth, girls or guys never came between them. Hell, they've been through space together and with that incident last year with Hokial…I mean geese, he died saving her. Now after all that, you're saying you'd rather them be without each other?" Marron asked with a hiked eyebrow.

(*Hokial is an evil character from another story that came before this, 'Let me Share this with You.'*)

Goten sighed in defeat, "I love that they're happy and all with each other, but what if you know, she gets pregnant or something and Trunks can't handle it and runs away or the other way around… I mean if they ever break up, what's that going to do to our group? Has anyone ever thought about that?"

Marron and Bura sighed impatiently, "Listen, no one can tell the future, we just have to live our lives, learn from our mistakes and take each moment as it comes." Bura stated. Goten nodded and Marron smiled. She handed them each a stack of papers, "Marron, you have pages 50 through a hundred, Goten 100 through 150 and so on and so forth…tomorrow we try to get some money by selling sacks…we can't have a party without any food!" Goten and Marron nodded.

After what seemed like hours, Pan, Trunks, Bura, Marron, and Goten had gotten done calling the first pages from their stacks. They decided not to call anyone else and just say, 'pass the word' and hung up the phone.

The next few days went by quickly, the word had gotten around about the party and the entire teen population of Satan City was talking about it. One of Paris' girlfriends' boyfriend's brother was a professional DJ and offered to supply the music for an ounce of weed. Goten had lived up to his word and the six kegs of beer were already sitting complicatedly in CCHQ's recreation room. Trunks didn't seem as nervous anymore, mostly because he reprogrammed the cameras to loop the recording from the other day when nothing was happening, and the fact that Pan kept giving him hed also made him feel better…(*duh!*).

Bura had finished constructing her ultimate party hookah, which had ten hoses with metal mouthpieces, a bowl big enough to hold two ounces of bud and the base was painted in an assortment of glow in the dark colors. "Great, now all that's left is waiting till tomorrow!" she cheered as she sat down across from her brother at the dinner table. Pan, Goten and Marron were all at their own homes tonight asking if they could stay over tomorrow night at CCHQ.

(Next Chapter will be the party!)

I would've posted 'Let me Share this with You', but when my computer came down with a rather nasty virus, everything was lost…with the exception of the stuff I saved on disks. So after I'm done with this story, I'll re-write it and then write the third installment, which was also deleted…I only had the first chapter of this saved on my floppy with my other fics that are posted.

Anyhoo, the fics are called, first to last: Let me Share this with You, Kronic, and Where Corruption Lies…I really want to get these all posted…I just have to rewrite them…Kronic is actually the shortest of the three, which is why I'm writing it first…even though it's the second. But after I post the first, a lot more will make sense, like why Gohan is so cool with the fact that Trunks fucks his only daughter and just who the hell Hokial is…Later! ^_^