Disclaimer: Yes, I do own DBZ! Did you know? *Waves ownership papers in
your face* See? *A bunch of mad people run up* HEY THAT'S THE GIRL THAT
STOLE THE PAPERS!!! Oh crap! *Starts Running *
the things you should know: Pan and Trunks have never met and are not Saijins.
'someone is thinking.' (Me, being annoying)
Yay! Lots 'O' reviews this time! ^_^ If I keep getting them like this I'll write more.
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After Trunks finished about three hours later he walked back to the sleeping courtiers and after an half hour of looking (lol) found his room, opened the door and walked in. His mouth dropped as he saw the rat, sleeping in HIS bed! Son was sitting by him tucking the blankets around him
"Son, what the hell is he doing there?!"
"Shh! He's sleeping, what does it look like."
"Then why is he in MY bed?!"
"Well. I'm washing my blankets right now. And he needs a place to nap after you made him cry!"
"He can sleep in the coon box for all I care! Get him out of my bed!"
Pan glared at him. "He's staying there."
"How do you know I don't want to sleep right now?"
Pan rolled her eyes. "You can sleep in my bed."
Trunks smiled evilly. "Care to join me?"
Pan blushed a little before glaring at him. "Briefs, I would have to be blind, stupid, ugly, have no sense of smell or hearing and desperate as hell to sleep with you!"
"I was only joking!"
"Right."
"I was!"
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Later that night.
Pan jumped down from her bed when she heard a knock on the door. Hoping it was not the commanding officer she opened the door. Standing there was a guy in his late 20's. He had jet-black hair and green eyes with flicks of gray in them. She immediately blushed when his eyes looked down her body and back up again.
"Are you two Son and Briefs?" He said with a smile on his face.
"Uh. Yeah. Why?" She wished she was not wearing her ducky shorts at the time. (lol)
"Good. Me and some of the guys down the hall are having a party-get together thing and we wanted to know if you wanted to come."
"We would love to!" Pan suddenly saw his badge, He was one of the commanding officers!
He must have saw her eyes wander to his badge because he said very smoothly while leaning closer to her face: "Don't worry, I won't report you."
(In this fic the student/people there are not s'post to have parties.)
"After you get dressed." He smirked looking at her short ducky shorts and lose tank top. ". Walk down the hall to room number 143."
"Ok." Pan saluted him, after all he was one of the commanding officers.
He looked at her with a somewhat amused look in his eyes. She was smart, just because he acted like one of their peers did not mean that they got to treat him like one. He turned and walked back down the hall.
Trunks sighed. "You know that guy just means trouble."
Pan looked at him. "What do you mean?"
"Never mind." Trunks got up and put his white air force outfit on. (Think Top Gun people!)
Pan had something stored away for a day like this. She pulled open her dresser and pulled out a dress. It had spaghetti straps and a really short skirt. It was her favorite color, silver and to top it off it was made out of smooth silk. She walked behind the sheet and put in on, not aware of Trunks' eyes on her the whole time.
They both walked down the hall looking for the room. And if Pan had listened to Trunks when he told her it was the other way they would have been two hours late. (lol)
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So what did you think? R+R! ^-^ I'll come out with the next chappie soon. *looks at everybody glaring at her* I will. Really!
the things you should know: Pan and Trunks have never met and are not Saijins.
'someone is thinking.' (Me, being annoying)
Yay! Lots 'O' reviews this time! ^_^ If I keep getting them like this I'll write more.
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After Trunks finished about three hours later he walked back to the sleeping courtiers and after an half hour of looking (lol) found his room, opened the door and walked in. His mouth dropped as he saw the rat, sleeping in HIS bed! Son was sitting by him tucking the blankets around him
"Son, what the hell is he doing there?!"
"Shh! He's sleeping, what does it look like."
"Then why is he in MY bed?!"
"Well. I'm washing my blankets right now. And he needs a place to nap after you made him cry!"
"He can sleep in the coon box for all I care! Get him out of my bed!"
Pan glared at him. "He's staying there."
"How do you know I don't want to sleep right now?"
Pan rolled her eyes. "You can sleep in my bed."
Trunks smiled evilly. "Care to join me?"
Pan blushed a little before glaring at him. "Briefs, I would have to be blind, stupid, ugly, have no sense of smell or hearing and desperate as hell to sleep with you!"
"I was only joking!"
"Right."
"I was!"
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Later that night.
Pan jumped down from her bed when she heard a knock on the door. Hoping it was not the commanding officer she opened the door. Standing there was a guy in his late 20's. He had jet-black hair and green eyes with flicks of gray in them. She immediately blushed when his eyes looked down her body and back up again.
"Are you two Son and Briefs?" He said with a smile on his face.
"Uh. Yeah. Why?" She wished she was not wearing her ducky shorts at the time. (lol)
"Good. Me and some of the guys down the hall are having a party-get together thing and we wanted to know if you wanted to come."
"We would love to!" Pan suddenly saw his badge, He was one of the commanding officers!
He must have saw her eyes wander to his badge because he said very smoothly while leaning closer to her face: "Don't worry, I won't report you."
(In this fic the student/people there are not s'post to have parties.)
"After you get dressed." He smirked looking at her short ducky shorts and lose tank top. ". Walk down the hall to room number 143."
"Ok." Pan saluted him, after all he was one of the commanding officers.
He looked at her with a somewhat amused look in his eyes. She was smart, just because he acted like one of their peers did not mean that they got to treat him like one. He turned and walked back down the hall.
Trunks sighed. "You know that guy just means trouble."
Pan looked at him. "What do you mean?"
"Never mind." Trunks got up and put his white air force outfit on. (Think Top Gun people!)
Pan had something stored away for a day like this. She pulled open her dresser and pulled out a dress. It had spaghetti straps and a really short skirt. It was her favorite color, silver and to top it off it was made out of smooth silk. She walked behind the sheet and put in on, not aware of Trunks' eyes on her the whole time.
They both walked down the hall looking for the room. And if Pan had listened to Trunks when he told her it was the other way they would have been two hours late. (lol)
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So what did you think? R+R! ^-^ I'll come out with the next chappie soon. *looks at everybody glaring at her* I will. Really!