The Illegal Affair....
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ at all. I only intend to borrow the characters and I am not making profit off of this. Ooh...sorry if I use the characters in a way you don't like it. So...like...please don't take me to court...
A/N's: This is my first fan fiction. It's called the Illegal Affair. A T/P fic. It's an AU. I hope you guys really like it and I seriously wonder if I should write a lemon....
~
A young woman, walked into the room sitting down in a chair, her eyes closed. She knew what she was doing here, and she knew someone would pay.
Two men followed in after and took her side at the wall. Those damn security guards. She looked in front of her to find a man and a woman looking at her.
"Well, are you going to start?"
"Are you comfortable?"
"Yes, I am"
"Good"
The man took out a tape recorder, pushing it towards her; pressing the record button.
"You can start now. Tell us everything..."
The woman nodded and started her story...
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Pan's POV
He was illegal to the eyes of many. To me...he was perfect. So sophisticated, so tall, most purest of blue eyes. Every muscles define, as I looked passed his shirt. Science was my new favorite once I entered the door last week, first day of school. Who knew something of my obsessed will become something? I didn't, I just thought I would look at him from afar...just waiting for him to notice...
I turned to my paper and saw I wasn't taking notes at all. My paper was just filled with my drawings of my crush. Filled with what I felt, something more than I crush, I now know.
I took my pencil and once again started doodling.
"I love Mr.Breifs...I love Blue eyes.... Lavender hair...sOOooo sexy.."
That's all it said, over and over again. I breathed in deeply and turn to the super sexy man teaching science.
I liked my lips, I wanted him to turn around to check out his butt. He was explaining some mumbo jumbo. For a while, I didn't care if I failed, I would see him again. The man who ignited my heart to a passion so exotic to me I would whimper.
I wanted him.
Yet, he was illegal. Far from me, I would have him. He needed to know that. I needed to do that.
I got up abruptly, raising my hand. He turned to me....Ooooo God......
"Yes, Ms. Son?"
"Can I, like, use the bathroom?"
He looked at me, and slowly nodded. I smiled a sweet smile and turned around, looking at him; I walked out.
I came back and quietly sat down in my chair, to find everything fast at work. Please to God, no pop quiz. No matter how sexy Mr. Briefs was, he was still a mean teacher; giving us a pop quiz.
I raised my hands up and his blue eyes flickered toward me. I felt my stomach do a belly flop. God, I wish there was a little fire in them.
"Yes, Ms. Son?"
"Um, what are we doing?"
"Oh, yes, you were using the restroom."
I nodded, biting my lips.
"We had a pop quiz"
.... Figures. This time, I would ... rebel.
"Again, Mr. Briefs? We just had one last week? How come ya have to do that to us?" I held my breath, hopefully my little act wouldn't get me detention.
"Well, Ms. Son, it seemed that no one here was paying attention, and so I just thought I'd test you."
He turned to another girl, giving her a look. Lucky little bitch. The girl got up and took a sheet a paper and walked over to me and gave it to me.
This quiz was going to be hard....
"But, um, should I get extra time because I was gone for a while and you could have teached something important while I was gone"
I smiled sweetly, letting my white teeth shine.
He stared at him in amusement. I would have too, I was acting like an idiot coming up with an excuse.
"If you were here Ms. Son, would you have listened?"
"Uh...no, but now I wanna." I raised both eyebrows, my lips now just slightly parted.
He chuckled in amusement again. By now I knew we had the whole classes attention. I could just see the little sluts clenching their fist. It was a daily contest to see who had his attention for long, or who he showed any emotion.
I won...again.
"Well, Ms. Son, I can just say do your best on your test." He turned back t his work on his desk and I stomped my foot on the ground hard. He eyes looked at him, one eyebrow arch.
I waved and went into my bag and took out my pen and started working....
Once the bell ran, everyone gave up and walked to his desk to place them there. I sat there till I knew I would be last. We would have a good little talk. From one infatuated student, to one sexy teacher.
After everyone exited, even getting dirty looks, I place my paper on his desk and looked at him. He looked at me.
Why the hell was I still here?
"Yes, Ms. Son?"
"Ya didn't have to give us the test, we were listening."
"What did I lecture up there, than?"
I turned away, trying to search in my mind, passed the obsession to find what was he talking about.....
".... Energy?"
"Correct. I'm surprised."
I smiled a toothy grin, "See, I was listening. So how 'bout I take this paper and tear it up and we can forget ALL about it?"
"Nice try, Ms. Son. I will grade each of these paper and sum it toward your grade."
I sighed and started walking out. I turn to find his shaking his head, getting his computer ready to enter the damn quiz grades.
Damn that sexy fine ass teacher....
I walked out to be greeted by these bitches, so threaten to stay away from 'their' man, yeah right. I would get them before they could even touch him. Of course, they didn't see that Mr.Breif and me just had bonded in that room. Or so I thought.
I just rolled my eyes and walked to my locker, did my combo. Quickly I took out an ID, it was his. One day he was walking and I pushed my friend into him, his ID got loose and fell onto the ground. I quickly scooped it up and hid it in my pocket. Both my friend and me apologize, after he left I laughed.
It was all intended. I wanted a picture of him, and frankly the yearbook picture just wasn't cutting it. I took out the picture and kissed it, the idea was lamented and so it lip stick just smeared. I didn't care; I wanted his face smeared by MY lipstick, from MY lips.
I was that obsessed.
I put the ID back and got my books and walked into the next class, math. During math, I dreamed about him. How it would be like if we were married, doing intimate things. I would blush once in a while. Finally the teacher said something worthwhile. She needed someone to bring a note over to Ms. Brief.
Of course, all the girls' hand rose up. I kept, my hand down. After a while, I learn a teacher always chose those whose hands were down and then raised them up.
She picked me, of course. These teachers, they knew nothing of how I played them. Some thought I did voodoo, no, I used experience. A whole lot of experience, I know.
She picked me and gave me a stapled note. I wanted to take that staple and whack her across the head with it. How dare she give a stapled note MY man! I took the note and walked to his class slowly, I open the note; the staples flew everywhere.
I read it and my blood boiled.
Hey Trunks,
Don't forget about tonight. I can't wait. I know I shouldn't
Send this during school time, but I just gotta say this.
So how is your Mom? Has her condition got any worse?
Can't wait for tonight.
XOXO
Pequil
His name is Trunks? Like the clothing Trunks…. HOW SEXY!!! I was gone, I now knew his first name, and I just knew I would let it slip. I walked to my locker and took out my stapler and stabled where the old staples where. Slamming my locker and locking it I headed toward the sex god's room.
I knocked on it, and I heard the kids yell Come in. I came in, and atomically the girls stared at me. I was definitely going to get them, if they still had green in their eyes because of envy.
He smiled at him, and I felt butterfly.
"Ms.Totu wanted me to give this to you."
"Thank you, Pan." He took the paper and walked to his desk.
…. HE CALLED ME PAN!! What a warm gesture. This mean we were getting closer and closer and finally….HE WOULD BE MINE. I turned to the girls of this class and gave them a triumphed look, like I see other girls do when they had his attention. When it came to this guy, we all were enemies.
I turned to him, to see him writing back. My heart dropped. I was hoping he would roll his eyes and throw that shit away and dismiss me, but here he was signing back with a smile…. a smile that indicated he was happy.
ARGH!
I wanted to also take that staple and hit him with it. He stapled the paper and gave it to me…
He wanted it to be hidden from me…IDIOT!
I snatched the paper and was about to walk out.
"Are you all right, Ms. Son"
No…
"Perfect" I said in a monotone and was out.
I was pissed, he called me Ms. Son again, he was hiding stuff for me. HE CARED FOR ME! He…asks if I was all right. I open the paper again, staples flying to see his response.
"Hey Pequil.
Uh, I'm sorry, how about tomorrow night.
I have to call one of my student's parents.
I promise I'll go with you nothing can pull
Me away from you for long. My mother is doing better,
Opening up a lil more, I guess she think she can't
Keep moping around. I know you want to know, but the
Student I'm going to call is Pan Son's. The messenger, lol,
She's been giving an attitude and her grade is going down.
How is she doing in your class? If she's doing bad, I'd love to know
So the parent could do something so she could improve.
Anyway, I'll call you after I talk to her parents and I'll see if we could
Still go out.
Trunks
XOXO-I'm copying you, lol.
I jumped for joy. He was going to call me, like a real boyfriend! I again went to my locker, stapled it and gave it to the teacher for the rest of the period she would stare at me, and I would stare back innocently.
O, how I wanted to smirk….
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"Whoops, time has ran out."
The woman looked at the man and turned to the woman who spoke.
"Will come back tomorrow."
"Do I have to?"
"No, but it would help immensely."
"Fine, now excuse me."
The woman got up and started walking toward the door, the two man walking behind her.
After about five minutes passed, the woman to up and went to the intercom.
"Bring him in."
After five minutes passed, a man came in with two officers at each side. He walked in with tired eyes, and sadness.
He pushed him into the chair; he didn't do or say anything. He looked at them and back at the recorder.
The pressed the record button....
"Start" The man said firmly, looking evilly at the prisons. It was obvious he did not like him. Probably didn't like a lot of prisoners....
The man looked at the tape recorder, this was it. He would have to tell everything, even the truth. He had to tell the truth, he could not tell a lie. He sighed and started his story…
-*****
Do ya like that? Please tell me ya did. I really did try to make this a good chapter, kind of short. Please review or e-mail or WHATEVER. Flame, praise, whatever. I want feedback and can someone please volunteer to be my beta-reader. I'd appreciate it!!!
CB
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ at all. I only intend to borrow the characters and I am not making profit off of this. Ooh...sorry if I use the characters in a way you don't like it. So...like...please don't take me to court...
A/N's: This is my first fan fiction. It's called the Illegal Affair. A T/P fic. It's an AU. I hope you guys really like it and I seriously wonder if I should write a lemon....
~
A young woman, walked into the room sitting down in a chair, her eyes closed. She knew what she was doing here, and she knew someone would pay.
Two men followed in after and took her side at the wall. Those damn security guards. She looked in front of her to find a man and a woman looking at her.
"Well, are you going to start?"
"Are you comfortable?"
"Yes, I am"
"Good"
The man took out a tape recorder, pushing it towards her; pressing the record button.
"You can start now. Tell us everything..."
The woman nodded and started her story...
----------
Pan's POV
He was illegal to the eyes of many. To me...he was perfect. So sophisticated, so tall, most purest of blue eyes. Every muscles define, as I looked passed his shirt. Science was my new favorite once I entered the door last week, first day of school. Who knew something of my obsessed will become something? I didn't, I just thought I would look at him from afar...just waiting for him to notice...
I turned to my paper and saw I wasn't taking notes at all. My paper was just filled with my drawings of my crush. Filled with what I felt, something more than I crush, I now know.
I took my pencil and once again started doodling.
"I love Mr.Breifs...I love Blue eyes.... Lavender hair...sOOooo sexy.."
That's all it said, over and over again. I breathed in deeply and turn to the super sexy man teaching science.
I liked my lips, I wanted him to turn around to check out his butt. He was explaining some mumbo jumbo. For a while, I didn't care if I failed, I would see him again. The man who ignited my heart to a passion so exotic to me I would whimper.
I wanted him.
Yet, he was illegal. Far from me, I would have him. He needed to know that. I needed to do that.
I got up abruptly, raising my hand. He turned to me....Ooooo God......
"Yes, Ms. Son?"
"Can I, like, use the bathroom?"
He looked at me, and slowly nodded. I smiled a sweet smile and turned around, looking at him; I walked out.
I came back and quietly sat down in my chair, to find everything fast at work. Please to God, no pop quiz. No matter how sexy Mr. Briefs was, he was still a mean teacher; giving us a pop quiz.
I raised my hands up and his blue eyes flickered toward me. I felt my stomach do a belly flop. God, I wish there was a little fire in them.
"Yes, Ms. Son?"
"Um, what are we doing?"
"Oh, yes, you were using the restroom."
I nodded, biting my lips.
"We had a pop quiz"
.... Figures. This time, I would ... rebel.
"Again, Mr. Briefs? We just had one last week? How come ya have to do that to us?" I held my breath, hopefully my little act wouldn't get me detention.
"Well, Ms. Son, it seemed that no one here was paying attention, and so I just thought I'd test you."
He turned to another girl, giving her a look. Lucky little bitch. The girl got up and took a sheet a paper and walked over to me and gave it to me.
This quiz was going to be hard....
"But, um, should I get extra time because I was gone for a while and you could have teached something important while I was gone"
I smiled sweetly, letting my white teeth shine.
He stared at him in amusement. I would have too, I was acting like an idiot coming up with an excuse.
"If you were here Ms. Son, would you have listened?"
"Uh...no, but now I wanna." I raised both eyebrows, my lips now just slightly parted.
He chuckled in amusement again. By now I knew we had the whole classes attention. I could just see the little sluts clenching their fist. It was a daily contest to see who had his attention for long, or who he showed any emotion.
I won...again.
"Well, Ms. Son, I can just say do your best on your test." He turned back t his work on his desk and I stomped my foot on the ground hard. He eyes looked at him, one eyebrow arch.
I waved and went into my bag and took out my pen and started working....
Once the bell ran, everyone gave up and walked to his desk to place them there. I sat there till I knew I would be last. We would have a good little talk. From one infatuated student, to one sexy teacher.
After everyone exited, even getting dirty looks, I place my paper on his desk and looked at him. He looked at me.
Why the hell was I still here?
"Yes, Ms. Son?"
"Ya didn't have to give us the test, we were listening."
"What did I lecture up there, than?"
I turned away, trying to search in my mind, passed the obsession to find what was he talking about.....
".... Energy?"
"Correct. I'm surprised."
I smiled a toothy grin, "See, I was listening. So how 'bout I take this paper and tear it up and we can forget ALL about it?"
"Nice try, Ms. Son. I will grade each of these paper and sum it toward your grade."
I sighed and started walking out. I turn to find his shaking his head, getting his computer ready to enter the damn quiz grades.
Damn that sexy fine ass teacher....
I walked out to be greeted by these bitches, so threaten to stay away from 'their' man, yeah right. I would get them before they could even touch him. Of course, they didn't see that Mr.Breif and me just had bonded in that room. Or so I thought.
I just rolled my eyes and walked to my locker, did my combo. Quickly I took out an ID, it was his. One day he was walking and I pushed my friend into him, his ID got loose and fell onto the ground. I quickly scooped it up and hid it in my pocket. Both my friend and me apologize, after he left I laughed.
It was all intended. I wanted a picture of him, and frankly the yearbook picture just wasn't cutting it. I took out the picture and kissed it, the idea was lamented and so it lip stick just smeared. I didn't care; I wanted his face smeared by MY lipstick, from MY lips.
I was that obsessed.
I put the ID back and got my books and walked into the next class, math. During math, I dreamed about him. How it would be like if we were married, doing intimate things. I would blush once in a while. Finally the teacher said something worthwhile. She needed someone to bring a note over to Ms. Brief.
Of course, all the girls' hand rose up. I kept, my hand down. After a while, I learn a teacher always chose those whose hands were down and then raised them up.
She picked me, of course. These teachers, they knew nothing of how I played them. Some thought I did voodoo, no, I used experience. A whole lot of experience, I know.
She picked me and gave me a stapled note. I wanted to take that staple and whack her across the head with it. How dare she give a stapled note MY man! I took the note and walked to his class slowly, I open the note; the staples flew everywhere.
I read it and my blood boiled.
Hey Trunks,
Don't forget about tonight. I can't wait. I know I shouldn't
Send this during school time, but I just gotta say this.
So how is your Mom? Has her condition got any worse?
Can't wait for tonight.
XOXO
Pequil
His name is Trunks? Like the clothing Trunks…. HOW SEXY!!! I was gone, I now knew his first name, and I just knew I would let it slip. I walked to my locker and took out my stapler and stabled where the old staples where. Slamming my locker and locking it I headed toward the sex god's room.
I knocked on it, and I heard the kids yell Come in. I came in, and atomically the girls stared at me. I was definitely going to get them, if they still had green in their eyes because of envy.
He smiled at him, and I felt butterfly.
"Ms.Totu wanted me to give this to you."
"Thank you, Pan." He took the paper and walked to his desk.
…. HE CALLED ME PAN!! What a warm gesture. This mean we were getting closer and closer and finally….HE WOULD BE MINE. I turned to the girls of this class and gave them a triumphed look, like I see other girls do when they had his attention. When it came to this guy, we all were enemies.
I turned to him, to see him writing back. My heart dropped. I was hoping he would roll his eyes and throw that shit away and dismiss me, but here he was signing back with a smile…. a smile that indicated he was happy.
ARGH!
I wanted to also take that staple and hit him with it. He stapled the paper and gave it to me…
He wanted it to be hidden from me…IDIOT!
I snatched the paper and was about to walk out.
"Are you all right, Ms. Son"
No…
"Perfect" I said in a monotone and was out.
I was pissed, he called me Ms. Son again, he was hiding stuff for me. HE CARED FOR ME! He…asks if I was all right. I open the paper again, staples flying to see his response.
"Hey Pequil.
Uh, I'm sorry, how about tomorrow night.
I have to call one of my student's parents.
I promise I'll go with you nothing can pull
Me away from you for long. My mother is doing better,
Opening up a lil more, I guess she think she can't
Keep moping around. I know you want to know, but the
Student I'm going to call is Pan Son's. The messenger, lol,
She's been giving an attitude and her grade is going down.
How is she doing in your class? If she's doing bad, I'd love to know
So the parent could do something so she could improve.
Anyway, I'll call you after I talk to her parents and I'll see if we could
Still go out.
Trunks
XOXO-I'm copying you, lol.
I jumped for joy. He was going to call me, like a real boyfriend! I again went to my locker, stapled it and gave it to the teacher for the rest of the period she would stare at me, and I would stare back innocently.
O, how I wanted to smirk….
-------
"Whoops, time has ran out."
The woman looked at the man and turned to the woman who spoke.
"Will come back tomorrow."
"Do I have to?"
"No, but it would help immensely."
"Fine, now excuse me."
The woman got up and started walking toward the door, the two man walking behind her.
After about five minutes passed, the woman to up and went to the intercom.
"Bring him in."
After five minutes passed, a man came in with two officers at each side. He walked in with tired eyes, and sadness.
He pushed him into the chair; he didn't do or say anything. He looked at them and back at the recorder.
The pressed the record button....
"Start" The man said firmly, looking evilly at the prisons. It was obvious he did not like him. Probably didn't like a lot of prisoners....
The man looked at the tape recorder, this was it. He would have to tell everything, even the truth. He had to tell the truth, he could not tell a lie. He sighed and started his story…
-*****
Do ya like that? Please tell me ya did. I really did try to make this a good chapter, kind of short. Please review or e-mail or WHATEVER. Flame, praise, whatever. I want feedback and can someone please volunteer to be my beta-reader. I'd appreciate it!!!
CB