A/N: Geese, it took long enough! Well, here's the newest chapter! Enjoy! (I know I said that this chapter was going to be the Party, but hey…I lied! Umm, mostly because the Party chapter is going to be like more than just a couple of chapters….there needs to be prep work…not only for the author but for the characters as well!!! Geese!)
Kronic
Chapter 3: Pre-Party Allegations
"Alright, I want the kegs outside on the porch, and oh Bura, could you move all of mom's breakables into one of the spare rooms that'll be locked?" Trunks instructed. It was only noon, but there was plenty of preparation to be done to insure that the after affects of the party won't be too extreme.
Trunks grinned as Pan wrapped her arms around him from behind. "Thank you." She whispered before pecking his cheek and walking off with a wide grin on her face. "Marron, could you give me a hand in the rec. room? I'm not sure if it should be lighted with a black light or a red light." She requested. Marron stopped rearranging the CDs and followed Pan up the stairs.
Goten, who was carrying a keg over each shoulder stopped in the living room and grinned at Trunks. "How you feeling?" he asked as he continued outside to the porch.
"Better." Trunks replied as he watched Goten set them down. "I don't know though. Even if mom doesn't find out on her own, she'll be sure to see it in some tabloid."
"Ahh, I can see the headlines now!" Goten joked. "Future president of Capsule Corp. holds party of a lifetime while his parents are out of town." He snickered.
"Right…" Trunks breathed as he stuck his hands in his capsule corp. issued jacket. Goten got comfortable on the railing and sighed. He figured that he deserved a break after bringing all six kegs down stairs, even if it didn't wear him out. "So how are things with Paris? I haven't seen her around lately?" Trunks asked. He sat down on the picnic table, facing Goten.
"Damned if I know. The only times I see her is at parties and when she wants my dick." Goten replied bitterly. "I wouldn't be surprised if she shows up tonight, gets wasted and ends up in some room with some other guy."
"Things that bad?" Trunks asked shocked.
"Yeah." Goten sighed. "I'm thinking about breaking if off tonight before she gets the chance to break up with me first."
"If things are really that bad, then go for it." Trunks sighed.
"How are things with Pan?" Goten asked.
Trunks smiled, "Great." He stated simply, not wanting to go into detail after hearing Goten's relationship problem.
"Just great?" Goten asked. After a moment of awkward silence between the two life long friends, Goten summed up enough courage to spit out what was on his mind. "You two just don't fuck do you? I mean, there's real emotion when you…you know…"
"What?!" Trunks asked out of shocked. After a few moments he answered. "Yeah, there's emotion. Pan just said that the other day to freak you out." He laughed nervously at the awkward situation.
"You're sure? Cause if you hurt…"
Trunks cut him off, "Dude, relax. Why would I hurt her? I'd rather die a thousand painful deaths to see Pan in one ounce of any emotional pain." He replied seriously. Trunks ran his fingers through his silky lavender hair as he let out a slight sigh. "I know you're looking out for Pan's best interests, but when it comes to her and me, you really shouldn't worry."
Goten sighed impatiently, "I know how you were with your other girlfriends, I just don't want my niece to be on you're long list of ex-girlfriends."
"I doubt Pan and I will break up any time soon." Trunks grinned.
"Oh?" Goten asked skeptically.
"If you look on the base of her neck, you'll know why." Trunks smirked.
"Wha-?" Goten shrieked. "You two are bonded? How? When? Where? You're too young! You couldn't have!"
'Baby girl, could you come here for a second?' Trunks asked telepathically.
'Don't call me baby girl.' Pan thought back.
'Fine, could you come here sweetie?' Trunks thought.
"You know you're hopeless." Pan chuckled as she walked out onto the porch. "What'd ya need?" she asked as she sat next to her man.
'I know you didn't want to tell anyone, but…'
"You told Goten!" Pan shot out.
'Sorry, he thought I was gonna hurt you in some way. I had to assure him one way or another that I wouldn't.' Trunks said mentally pleading for forgiveness as he grabbed her hand.
"Trunks…" Pan moaned as she sunk her forehead into the crevasse of his neck, "I thought the only people we were going to tell were our parents."
"Come on, he's your uncle, it's not like Bura knows or anything like that." Trunks laughed as he brushed her hair over her shoulders.
"So, it's true then. You're bonded for life?" Goten asked.
"Goten," Pan started looking up from Trunks to see her uncle's hurt expression. "It's not that we didn't want to tell you, it's just that we weren't sure we were ready to start telling people."
Goten sighed as he got off the ledge of the porch, "Don't worry about it." He said defeated. "I won't tell anybody."
"Won't tell anybody what?" Uubu asked as he landed on the porch.
"Nothing important." Trunks sighed. "Looking for Bura?"
"Yeah, she said she needed help organizing the party." Uubu stated.
"She should be in the living room. Make yourself at home." Trunks gestured. Goten and Uubu went inside leaving the two live birds alone.
"So who all knows now?" Pan asked snaking her arms around his neck.
"Lets see, there's our parents, that makes four."
"There's my grandparents, six." Pan counted.
"Goten and Dende." Trunks finished.
"Eight people, hmmm, maybe we should just tell everyone. I mean they're gonna find out sometime."
"Lets wait a little longer, maybe after graduation." Trunks suggested.
"I guess." Pan agreed as Trunks kissed her forehead.
Upstairs
Bura and Uubu sat in the recreation room, finished with their tasks. "I overheard Pan, Goten and Trunks talking earlier. Sounded pretty important even though they denied it."
"What about?" Bura replied lazily as she rested her head in his lap.
"The last thing I heard was Pan asking who all knew." Uubu replied as he stroked Bura's cheek.
"What would be so important that they feel they can't tell anybody. From what I know, we have no secrets from each other." Bura said in a hurt tone. "You don't think that maybe Pan's…" she trailed off.
"Pan's what?" Uubu asked curiously.
"You don't think that Pan might be pregnant, do you?" Bura asked in harsh tone. Uubu shrugged his shoulders. "It all makes sense know! Everything! I always knew Pan could put away a lot of food, but she's been eating so much more now! And they way Trunks is always over protective of her whenever a guy looks at her the wrong way and the way he's always touching her stomach in such an affectionate way! It all makes sense now!"
"Pan pregnant…I don't think Gohan will be too happy about it."
"Hey, umm," Trunks said as he walked into the recreation room and look at his sister. "Pan and I are going to the store. Do you guys need anything?" he asked. Trunks noticed his sister's shocked face and raised an eyebrow, "What were you guys talking about? Did I walk in at a bad moment?"
"Oh no." Bura assured. "We were just talking about what we were gonna do later." She lied.
Pan came up behind Trunks and kissed his cheek, "Are we going any time today?" She asked irritably.
Trunks smirked as he pulled her in front of him and rested his chin on her shoulder. "So, are you going to answer my question? Do you guys need anything from the store? Soda? Chips? Condoms?" he joked as he traced patterns on Pan's stomach subconsciously.
Uubu looked wide-eyed at the scene in front of him, 'Maybe Bura's right. Maybe she is pregnant.' He thought. "Ah, no, we don't need anything." He answered.
"Okay. I guess we'll see you in a few then." Pan replied as she tried not to laugh, after all, he was tickling her. They shut the door and was soon out of sight.
"Did you see that?!" Bura nearly shouted. "I knew it! I knew it! I knew it!" she said gleefully as she jumped over the back of the couch.
"Where're you going?"
"I gotta find Marron!"
Downstairs
"Alright, see you in a few!" Marron called after Trunks and Pan left for the store. Jake had just arrived and they were amusing each other by playing rock paper scissors. "I won, it's your turn to take a shot." She grinned.
"Early starters." Bura mused.
"Yeah, well, we like to be ahead of the game." Jake joked.
"Marron, I need to tell you something about Pan!" Bura announced urgently.
"What is it?" Marron asked forgetting about their little drinking game.
"Uubu overheard Goten, Pan and Trunks talking a few minutes ago out on the porch and we think Pan's pregnant!"
"Pregnant!? Why wouldn't she tell us? Are you sure?" Marron gasped.
"Positive!"
"Then we can't let her drink tonight, or smoke weed! Oh my god! I can't believe I didn't figure it out earlier! It all makes sense now! You know the way Trunks is always…"
"I know!" Bura agreed.
At the Store
"Do we need any condoms?" Trunks asked as he stopped in the health section remembering that Jake had said that he needed a pack.
"No, I'm on birth control pills." Pan stated. "I don't trust those things, they're only 99% effective and I'm not sure whether or not Sayain sperm is stronger so I took it upon myself to make sure I don't get pregnant."
"Right, almost forgot there." Trunks grinned. "So, what all did Goten want?"
Pan pulled out the list Goten assembled in a hurry, she tried to decipher his chicken scratch writing, "Looks half of the grocery store." Pan laughed as she shoved the list into Trunks' hands. "Lets just get what we think we need." She grinned as she headed over to the whipped cream.
"We need whipped cream?" Trunks asked mischievously.
"Oh, well you know…" Pan trailed off as she threw a canister in the almost full shopping cart.
"Alright." Trunks started as he pushed the cart down another aisle, "We have munchie foods, we have recreational food, we already have the beer and weed, cups and plates, umm…accessories. I feel like I'm forgetting something."
"We're always forgetting something!" Pan joked.
Back at Capsule Corp.
"Brian, come on inside!" Paris greeted. She arrived shortly after Pan and Trunks left for the store. Brian was the professional DJ that was Paris's girlfriend's boyfriend's brother. Goten watched as she greeted him with a warm hug, something she rarely did with him anymore.
"When will I be getting my payment?" Brian asked Goten as he set down his equipment.
"I'll get it." Goten said a little bitterly as he got up off the couch.
"Where should I setup at?"
"Anywhere is fine." Bura said cheerfully as she entered the room. "Come on Goten, his payment is upstairs." Her and Goten walked upstairs, leaving Paris alone with Brian. "What was that all about? It looked like you were about to kamehemaha his ass to Namek and back." She joked as she opened her bedroom door.
"Paris and I are…umm…having….never mind."
"You two are what?"
"I'm gonna break up with her tonight." Goten finished.
"We're back!" Trunks yelled into the house, interrupting their conversation. Goten ran downstairs and grabbed the bags, frantically looking through each of them until he found what he was looking for.
"Yum! Never in all my life have I been so happy to see you!" he said gleefully as he held up a bag of pork rimes.
Marron and Jake rolled their eyes, Bura laughed at the scene from the doorway as Paris sighed irritably and walked back into the living room where Brian was setting up the sound equipment. "Alright, we did our part, now it's your turn." Pan grinned as she set the last grocery bag on the counter. "Trunks, can I talk to you up stairs for a moment?" she asked seriously. Trunks nodded and followed her up stairs and into his room. She pulled out his bong and loaded a bowl.
"What'd you need to talk about?" Trunks asked.
"Nothing important. I just wanted to smoke a bowl before the party started." She grinned as she took a hit from the bong. Trunks turned on the radio and sure enough 'their' song was on, 'Hits from the bong' by Cypress Hill. "I love this song!"
"I wonder why?" Trunks asked sarcastically as he made himself comfortable on the bed. He placed his mouth on the rim of the bong, the sound of the water bubbling was music to his ears. He released the carb. and inhaled with all his sayain will. Trying to hold it in for as long as he could, he finally choked and started coughing like motherfucker. "Holy shit." He coughed. "This really is some good shit."
"Damn, I've never seen a sayain cough like that!" Pan mused as she took the bong. She looked at the bowl and frowned, "Like you couldn't save me any?" She joked as she loaded another bowl.
"Bet you can't clear it."
"Oh, not only will I clear this, but there won't be any left!" Pan accepted the challenge. She pressed the rim firmly around her mouth as she covered the carb. 'Don't laugh.' She told herself as she lit her bic. and flamed it. The tube started out slowly filling with a white cloud of THC, then it was unstoppable. Not only was the entire (once clear) bong was a milky white, but the entire bowl was ashed. Now the true challenge, clearing it! She released her mouth from the rim and exhaled the air she had inhaled and resumed her original position. Then she inhaled, inhaled, inhaled…gone! A few minutes later a large cloud of smoke escaped her mouth in a fit of coughing.
"I guess I was wrong." Trunks grinned as he leaned against one of his pillows. "How ya feeling?"
"Pretty (cough) go(cough)od." She smirked, "How about yourself?"
"We should save the rest for later." Trunks sighed. He placed his bong back in his closet and shut the sliding door. "As much as I hate to say so, we have to go help the others."
"Fine…" She groaned as she put visine in her eyes.
"What's that for?"
"If they knew we smoked a bowl without them, they'd get all jealous." Pan concluded as she threw the tiny little bottle of miracle drops at her boyfriend.
(*Trust me, if you've ever gone to a party and had to come home, you'd know why Visine is called miracle drops…*)
"While we're at it, we should change for the party."
Pan glanced at the alarm clock on his night stand wide eyed, "Holy shit! We only have a few hours till the party starts!" she yelped as she went through Trunks' closet looking for an adequate outfit. (*Come on, the two are practically inseparable! Of course she'd have clothes in his closet!*) She decided on her black Jncos with the red timings and a grey tank top. She grabbed a bit of concealer and dapped some on the mark on her neck.
Trunks sighed as he changed his shirt, "Maybe we shouldn't wait till graduation, it's not worth all the effort of trying to conceal it. We're together and that's what counts, it doesn't matter what other people think."
"I know." Pan agreed. "Just not tonight, k?" she said as she put on her grey and red Vans.
"Shall we make our grand appearance?" Trunks asked using a phony German accent. (*What is it with sayains and faking European accents?*)
"Well, seeing as how the party hasn't started yet, it won't be so grand." Pan accepted as she took hold of his arm. They walked the down the stairs to find everyone in the living room waiting for everyone else to show up.