Heehee, I didn't mean for the last chappie to be a cliffy, really! I
thought it was obvious what the plan was, guess not. Anywhoosers, here's
the 2nd chappy, enjoy! ::mumbles:: I don't own dbz.
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"Trunks, would you be willing to do me a favor?" Pan asked, in her absolute sweetest voice possible.
"Of coarse Pan, because I know you would do the same for me." Trunks answered, also trying to be sweeter than sugar.
"Well, I'm going to need a date for that dance at school." She said, now tracing invisible circles on the counter.
"Uh-huh, and there is this huge ball that Capsule Corp is putting on for all it's clients, that I would need a date for." Trunks said, taking another bite of his ice cream.
"Ok, quit beating around the bush. Trunks, will you pretend to be my boyfriend to make the scumbags at school eat their words?" Pan said looking up from her tracing.
"Of coarse, and Pan will you pretend to be my girlfriend and go to the ball with me to make Mayumi wanna scream?" Trunks said with a smirk. Pan smiled, but then asked,
"Why would she be there, though?"
"Ugh, CC buys carborators and engines and junk from her Dad's company." Trunks said bitterly. Pan's smile grew, now she got to show off her new 'boyfriend' twice!
"Ok, this is gonna be great. But I don't think we should tell anyone. You know, make it believable." Pan said, finishing off her ice cream. Trunks nodded as he took his last bite, he put his spoon in the sink and the empty carton in the trash, along with Pan's.
"Fine, but, what do we do after the ball and the dance? Break up?" Trunks asked leaning against the sink.
"Uh, yeah. I mean, if the plan works and we both get what we want from this, then there would be no reason to stay together." Pan voiced. She felt confused when her heart began to tear again, just from saying that. *Stop it Pan! You had a crush on him years ago. Get over it.* She scolded herself.
"Ok then, when do we start?" Trunks asked standing up. Pan thought about it for a minute.
"I would say right now, but it's getting late. So could I have a ride to school tomorrow?" She asked. Trunks smiled,
"Sure, be ready by 8:15." He said. Pan got up from her seat and Trunks walked her to the door. As he was about to open it, the door flew open for him. There stood a very angry Vegeta, behind and even more angry Bra.
"Why would you go and blow up my potential date for the dance!" Bra shouted as she walked through the door. Vegeta stomped in after her.
"Were you looking at anything besides the weakling's face?! The baka couldn't hold up his own chop sticks!" Vegeta roared after her. The two were oblivious to Trunks and Pan just standing in the door way watching them.
"We're not getting married!! It's a date! Kami!" Bra screamed at him from the stairs. Trunks knew that was something only Bulma and Bra would get away with, he was instantly jealous. Pan looked a little worried.
"Uh, I should be going. See you tomorrow." She said, and was about to leave, but Trunks stopped her.
"Right, I can't wait." He said with a smile, then he leaned down to give her a kiss on the cheek, and whispered, "We start now."
Pan seemed to melt into jelly, and was amazed at her strength just to stay standing. With a small smile she turned and hobbled out the door, and almost lazily leapt into the air. Trunks shut the door and turned around to face an outraged Vegeta and gaping Bra.
"What was that all about!?" She asked. Vegeta began to stare down Trunks, thinking about the possibilities that would lead to having Trunks have to kiss spawn of Kakarrot. Trunks again tried to impersonate the innocent Son Grin, and again it didn't work. He instead headed up to his room, calling over his shoulder,
"Can't a guy kiss his girlfriend goodnight?" He had to laugh when he heard Bra scramble for the phone and Vegeta let out an angry growl, before stomping to the GR.
"Pan! What is going on with you and my, ew, brother!?" Bra spat into the phone. Pan held the receiver a little away from her head. Bra's scream made any saiyajin cringe.
"Nothing! We're just...dating." Pan answered calmly. She smiled, imagining Bra's mind exploding at the idea.
"Where was I when this all happened?"
"Uh...I believe at the mall witnessing your otousan blast some poor kid that was going to take you to the dance." Pan said, now plopping onto her bed.
"He is so protective. It was cool when I was 13, but 5 years later...just isn't the same. It's almost annoying. But that's not the point. What brought about this change?" Bra asked filing her nails.
"What change?" Pan asked, bewildered as to what Bra meant.
"You know, Trunks! You always saw him more as a brother than I did! I mean, really Pan. What made you change your attitude?"
"Oh. Uh...Well...You see...I grew up." Pan stuttered for an answer, and settled on the first thing that came to mind.
"What are you babbling about?" Bra asked, tossing her nail file aside.
"Well, when I was younger, I did see him as a brother. But, I'm older now, and I see him...as, well, my boyfriend. Bra I gotta go. We're having dinner." Pan said into the phone, she hung up the phone, hearing Bra still screaming on the other end. Pan stood up and stretched before heading down to see if there was dinner made, or if it was 'Find Your Own' night.
Next morning Pan dragged herself out of bed, and slowly trudged to the shower. After her shower she was much more awake and got dressed, then headed down for breakfast. Gohan behind the paper, Videl at the stove, normal morning.
Pan was munching on her toast, when a car horn beeped, and everyone in the kitchen looked up. Pan was confused for a moment, then quickly remembered.
"Oh! That's Trunks. See you guys later." She said as she walked out of the kitchen, finishing her toast. She was slipping on her shoes when Gohan walked up.
"Uh, sweetheart. Why is Trunks giving you a ride to school? What's wrong with the bus?" Gohan asked, politely as he could so's to hide his confusion.
"He offered, so I excepted. Besides, I hate taking the Loser Cruiser. Later." Pan said, giving Gohan a peck on the cheek and then trapsing out the door. Gohan watched her jump into Trunks convertable, and lean over to give him a kiss! Trunks was lucky he sped off when he did, for Gohan was ready to run out strangle him, then ask for an explanation.
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Ugh, I couldn't get the flow going. And since I'm gone for a few days, I decided to put up what I had. So, next one will definitely be longer, and probably out sooner. Also, FYO night is very common at my house, is it at yours?
"Trunks, would you be willing to do me a favor?" Pan asked, in her absolute sweetest voice possible.
"Of coarse Pan, because I know you would do the same for me." Trunks answered, also trying to be sweeter than sugar.
"Well, I'm going to need a date for that dance at school." She said, now tracing invisible circles on the counter.
"Uh-huh, and there is this huge ball that Capsule Corp is putting on for all it's clients, that I would need a date for." Trunks said, taking another bite of his ice cream.
"Ok, quit beating around the bush. Trunks, will you pretend to be my boyfriend to make the scumbags at school eat their words?" Pan said looking up from her tracing.
"Of coarse, and Pan will you pretend to be my girlfriend and go to the ball with me to make Mayumi wanna scream?" Trunks said with a smirk. Pan smiled, but then asked,
"Why would she be there, though?"
"Ugh, CC buys carborators and engines and junk from her Dad's company." Trunks said bitterly. Pan's smile grew, now she got to show off her new 'boyfriend' twice!
"Ok, this is gonna be great. But I don't think we should tell anyone. You know, make it believable." Pan said, finishing off her ice cream. Trunks nodded as he took his last bite, he put his spoon in the sink and the empty carton in the trash, along with Pan's.
"Fine, but, what do we do after the ball and the dance? Break up?" Trunks asked leaning against the sink.
"Uh, yeah. I mean, if the plan works and we both get what we want from this, then there would be no reason to stay together." Pan voiced. She felt confused when her heart began to tear again, just from saying that. *Stop it Pan! You had a crush on him years ago. Get over it.* She scolded herself.
"Ok then, when do we start?" Trunks asked standing up. Pan thought about it for a minute.
"I would say right now, but it's getting late. So could I have a ride to school tomorrow?" She asked. Trunks smiled,
"Sure, be ready by 8:15." He said. Pan got up from her seat and Trunks walked her to the door. As he was about to open it, the door flew open for him. There stood a very angry Vegeta, behind and even more angry Bra.
"Why would you go and blow up my potential date for the dance!" Bra shouted as she walked through the door. Vegeta stomped in after her.
"Were you looking at anything besides the weakling's face?! The baka couldn't hold up his own chop sticks!" Vegeta roared after her. The two were oblivious to Trunks and Pan just standing in the door way watching them.
"We're not getting married!! It's a date! Kami!" Bra screamed at him from the stairs. Trunks knew that was something only Bulma and Bra would get away with, he was instantly jealous. Pan looked a little worried.
"Uh, I should be going. See you tomorrow." She said, and was about to leave, but Trunks stopped her.
"Right, I can't wait." He said with a smile, then he leaned down to give her a kiss on the cheek, and whispered, "We start now."
Pan seemed to melt into jelly, and was amazed at her strength just to stay standing. With a small smile she turned and hobbled out the door, and almost lazily leapt into the air. Trunks shut the door and turned around to face an outraged Vegeta and gaping Bra.
"What was that all about!?" She asked. Vegeta began to stare down Trunks, thinking about the possibilities that would lead to having Trunks have to kiss spawn of Kakarrot. Trunks again tried to impersonate the innocent Son Grin, and again it didn't work. He instead headed up to his room, calling over his shoulder,
"Can't a guy kiss his girlfriend goodnight?" He had to laugh when he heard Bra scramble for the phone and Vegeta let out an angry growl, before stomping to the GR.
"Pan! What is going on with you and my, ew, brother!?" Bra spat into the phone. Pan held the receiver a little away from her head. Bra's scream made any saiyajin cringe.
"Nothing! We're just...dating." Pan answered calmly. She smiled, imagining Bra's mind exploding at the idea.
"Where was I when this all happened?"
"Uh...I believe at the mall witnessing your otousan blast some poor kid that was going to take you to the dance." Pan said, now plopping onto her bed.
"He is so protective. It was cool when I was 13, but 5 years later...just isn't the same. It's almost annoying. But that's not the point. What brought about this change?" Bra asked filing her nails.
"What change?" Pan asked, bewildered as to what Bra meant.
"You know, Trunks! You always saw him more as a brother than I did! I mean, really Pan. What made you change your attitude?"
"Oh. Uh...Well...You see...I grew up." Pan stuttered for an answer, and settled on the first thing that came to mind.
"What are you babbling about?" Bra asked, tossing her nail file aside.
"Well, when I was younger, I did see him as a brother. But, I'm older now, and I see him...as, well, my boyfriend. Bra I gotta go. We're having dinner." Pan said into the phone, she hung up the phone, hearing Bra still screaming on the other end. Pan stood up and stretched before heading down to see if there was dinner made, or if it was 'Find Your Own' night.
Next morning Pan dragged herself out of bed, and slowly trudged to the shower. After her shower she was much more awake and got dressed, then headed down for breakfast. Gohan behind the paper, Videl at the stove, normal morning.
Pan was munching on her toast, when a car horn beeped, and everyone in the kitchen looked up. Pan was confused for a moment, then quickly remembered.
"Oh! That's Trunks. See you guys later." She said as she walked out of the kitchen, finishing her toast. She was slipping on her shoes when Gohan walked up.
"Uh, sweetheart. Why is Trunks giving you a ride to school? What's wrong with the bus?" Gohan asked, politely as he could so's to hide his confusion.
"He offered, so I excepted. Besides, I hate taking the Loser Cruiser. Later." Pan said, giving Gohan a peck on the cheek and then trapsing out the door. Gohan watched her jump into Trunks convertable, and lean over to give him a kiss! Trunks was lucky he sped off when he did, for Gohan was ready to run out strangle him, then ask for an explanation.
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Ugh, I couldn't get the flow going. And since I'm gone for a few days, I decided to put up what I had. So, next one will definitely be longer, and probably out sooner. Also, FYO night is very common at my house, is it at yours?