A/N: Wowwie

A/N: Haha! It is a couple of hours before the ball and everyone is preparing! Bra's dress hunting, Trunks is practicing some lines and Pan is…um… sleeping. Well, read now, go on!!!

For the Love of The Princess

by: Psylocke

Chapter 5

"What about this one, Hilda?" Bra held up a dress, "It's very pretty."

"It is pretty," Hilda looked at the dress and then to Bra, "It's not quite your color. Try that one over there."

"Hmm?" Bra turned around and saw another ball gown lying on a chair, "Yes. This one is great!" She held it up to herself and looked in the mirror, "Is this the one?"

Hilda approved, "I believe it is." Hilda saw the chamber doors opening.

"HILDA!!!" Bulma came rushing in, "There you are!!! I have been looking all over for you! We have so much to do! I want you to go make sure that the cooks are preparing the food now and that the caterers are decorating properly!"

"I'll go see now," Hilda bowed and left the room.

"So," Bulma walked up to her daughter, "Are you trying to find that perfect dress?"

"I think this is it," Bra showed her mother her dress, "Do you like it?"

"Yes," Bulma smiled, "I think Goten will like it!"

"Mom! I already told you that he and Marron…"

"Are not a couple," Bulma explained, "Yes, Hilda told me that Marron and Goten are not engaged, they aren't a couple."

"What?! Are you sure?"

"Positive," Bulma smiled at Bra's excitement.

"Well, it's not like I care or anything," Bra lied, "I already told you, I'm over that silly crush."

"Sure Bra…" Bulma began walking towards the door, "If you say so. You are so over him, right?"

"Um… right, I guess," Bra blushed.

"See, I knew you still liked him!" Bulma nodded, "Uh-huh, mother always knows!"

"Ergh! You don't have to rub it in my face," Bra said, "Yes, I do still like him but I don't want you to be playing match maker tonight! I can do it myself."

"Fine. At least I have one couple left to get together."

"Mom," Bra crossed her arms, "I already told you, Trunks doesn't like her."

"Bra, must I tell you again? Mother always knows." Bulma left the room.

'I wish you did know,' Bra picked up a picture that had her and Pan in it, 'Then maybe you could stop Pan and Uubu's marriage, instead of encouraging it.'

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"Pan? Pan wake up," Helga shook the princess, "Queen Videl, I think she's dead."

"Huh? Don't be silly," Videl put down the pile of gowns on a table and walked over to her daughter's bedside, "She's just a deep sleeper. I know what will wake her up… Look at that mountain of CHOCOLATE ice cream!"

Pan's eyes popped open, "Chocolate ice cream!!! Where?!"

"Finally," Videl walked back over to the table, "It's three in the afternoon. You need to start trying on gowns."

Pan sighed, "Fun. You know, I had a horrible nightmare."

"And what was it about?" Helga asked as she gathered the make-up and beauty supplies.

"Well, you guys were making marry…"

Uubu popped his head in to the room, "Ah, I see the sleeping beauty has finally awoken."

"Oh, I see it wasn't a nightmare after all," Pan plopped her head back down on to her pillow.

"Hello, Lord Uubu," Videl walked to the door, "And how are you today?"

"I'm much better now," he said, "I thought my princess was never going to awaken from her slumber."

'He always has to sound so poetic,' Pan covered her head with the blanket, 'And, I am not his princess.'

"Well, I see you ladies are busy," He bowed, "I will leave you now."

'Good, I hope he never comes back,' thought Pan.

Videl closed the door, "He is so polite. Such a gentleman!"

"I know," Helga agreed, "And handsome too."

Pan began laughing hysterically, 'Handsome?!'

"What is so funny?" Videl was shocked by Pan's sudden outburst.

"Nothing…" Pan tried to control her laughter, 'Must… calm down. Breath, 1 2 3, breath 1 2 3...'

"Sometimes, I just don't understand that girl," Videl began laying out the gowns.

"Now, come on Pan," Helga began dragging Pan from her bed, "You must get ready."

"Ugh. Alright," Pan stood to her feet, "I'll go quietly."

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The duchess sat on an over sized chair and watched her daughter as she applied her make up. Marron was humming to her self and smiling the whole time.

"Why are you in such a good mood?" Juuhachi asked, "Did Goten propose to you?"

"Huh? No, what are you talking about."

"Well, you seem so happy right now."

"Actually, Goten and I broke up two days ago," Marron began brushing her golden hair.

"Really? Why, I thought you two were having a good relationship. What happened?"

"Nothing really. It's just that Goten and I decided that we would just like to remain friends so that we can pursue the relationships that we really want."

"You and Goten both decided this?"

"Well, actually, I mentioned it and I knew he felt the exact same way," Marron put her brush down, "Goten was a great guy but he just wasn't the right type for me."

"You said that you and Goten broke up because you wanted to pursue a different relationship, so who is your right type?" Juuhachi inquired.

"Well, Trunks," Marron smiled once again at the thought of being a queen, "Even Bulma wants us together."

"She does, does she? Well, how does Trunks feel about all this?"

"I'm sure he feels the same for me," Marron reassured herself again, "I'm sure of it!"

"I hope so…" Juuhachi whispered, 'I wish you knew what you're getting your self in to. I don't want you to get hurt.'

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"Hey Pan. Do you remember me? I'm Trunks…" he shook his head, "No. I sound stupid." Trunks stood in front of a mirror, practicing what he was going to say to Pan, when they see each other, "C'mon Trunks, you're the man. You gotta sound cool… Hey baby! What's shaking? Err… man that was stupid too."

'Why am I so nervous? It's only little ol' Pan, but I doubt she's still little.'

"Okay, I'm ready now. Let's see," he began thinking once again, "Alright, I got another one… Yo Pan! Wuz up, babe? Oh yeah! That's the one! You bad Trunks. Yeah, I know I bad. Who's the man? I am the man. Who's the man?! I'M THE MAN!!!" Trunks began to break dance on the floor.

"Boy! Have you gone insane?!" Vegeta stood at the entrance of Trunks door, "First you're talking to your self and now you're rolling on the floor like some crazy lunatic!"

"Dad!" Trunks immediately stood up, "Don't you know how to knock?"

"Knock? I don't have to knock, this is my palace after all." Vegeta walked over to his son, "So, you've taken a liking to Kakarott's grandbrat, eh?"

"Huh? Ummm… well," he felt uncomfortable about talking to his father about this.

"That's what I thought," Vegeta nodded, "Well, don't expect to win her right off. She's a tough brat and won't fall for you like those other bimbos do. And don't do that dance you just did, you're liable to scare her away." Vegeta smirked and then walked off.

Trunks was speechless. His father actually gave him advice. 'Woah, dad must be drunk or something. He was actually encouraging me. It's like he wants me to be with Pan. This is all too strange for me, I need some air.'

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Well, that is ze end of the chapter 5. Well, the next chapter will be the ball, I promise!!! Pan, Goten and Marron are finally going to see Bra and Trunks after those long ten years!!! Wanna know what's going to happen? Haha, you must wait! I might get it out really fast if you ask me to in a review (hint hint, wink wink).

Well, if you didn't get the hint hint wink wink up above, I mean for you to review!!! Yes, review!!! It's fun, safe, legal and won't give you wrinkles! What more could you ask for?