::humming:: don't own DB anything....hmmhmmhmm
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The ride to school was spent in relative silence. Both would try small talk, but it past quickly. Pan stared out her side of the car lost in her thoughts. Trunks was also in a trance-like state, reflecting upon things.
Pan sighed in defeat and decided to break the silence.
"So, whatcha' doin' later? Like, after work." She enquired while running a nervous hand through her hair.
"Uh...I don't know. Probably be at the office till late anyway. Unless you had something in mind?" He answered, with a small grin. Trunks then gave Pan a sideways glance, causing her to blush.
"Oh no. Not really. I was just thinking that we should do something together. You know, to go along with the plan." Pan said hurriedly, trying to not let too much emotion in her voice.
"That would be great. I can't today though. But how about tomorrow, I'll pick you up around seven and we'll get dinner and a movie. Sound good?" Trunks asked, trying to concentrate on the road, so's not to glance at Pan and try to read her face. Pan smiled,
"Sounds great." Trunks turned his head to her the first time during the whole trip and smiled. Pan felt like she was floating on cloud nine. Unfortunately, the car slowed to a stop and she realized they were in front of her school. Pan sat still for a moment, not really wanting to get out and leave this precious moment. Until she and Trunks picked up a whispering conversation, with their saiyajin ears, happening a few yards away.
"Oh my Dende, is that that Son girl??" One girl asked.
"I don't know, but who's the hottie with her? Couldn't be her boyfriend. Maybe a cousin?" Another girl asked. Both snickered cruelly, causing Pan to blush again. She opened the car door and was about to head for the school, when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Pan sat back in her seat again, as Trunks hand gently held onto her chin turning her head towards him. He then leaned over to place a tender kiss on her lips. He then pulled away and smile at her.
"See you soon." Trunks said softly. Pan smiled, and managed to keep her face from going too red this time. She had to force herself out of his car and to stand up.
"Bye." Pan said with a small wave, he gave her one last look of happiness, before pulling out of the school. She watched him go for a little bit, then turned to go inside. A proud grin spread across her face while she walked past the two gawking girls.
"So, Pan. Trunks says your going to the ball with him on Friday. Looking foward to it?" Bra asked as the two performed their warm ups for gym.
"Yeah, it should be fun. Are you going?" Pan asked, pulling up her leg to stretch her quads.
"Unfortunately. I hate these things. There's usually no one to talk to and nothing to do. But it'll be different since your coming. Also, I'm just taking a stab in the dark here, but you don't have a formal dress do you?" Bra responded, pulling one arm behing her head. Pan dropped her leg, and looked a little worried. She hadn't thought about that. Now she was going to have to wear some ball gown, and probably be expected to do some kind of waltz? This was harder than she expected.
"Hello? Earth to Pan! Come in Pan!" Bra shouted waving a hand in front of Pan's dazed face.
"Huh? Oh, sorry. Yeah, I don't have dress. Am I going to have to dance also?" She asked, shaking out of her reverie. Bra looked at her and gave a nod.
"No problem, we'll hit the mall after school and get you suited up. As for the dancing, I don't pretend to be good at it. But you're going to need a male partner to practice with. Think Trunks is free this afternoon?" Bra vocalized as the two began to walk towards the football field.
"No, he said so this morning." Pan responded almost automatically. Bra continued to think about other dance partners.
"I know, we'll ask Goten. He has no life, right? I mean, after that Paresu break up thing. He's a workaholic." Bra exclaimed, as they waited to be divvied up into teams.
"Yeah, Grandpa Satan's dojo is great for him. And you're right, he could use a break." Pan agreed. A whistle was then blown and the game began. Bra basically stood off to the side, and studied more important things, like her hair. While Pan tried her best not to beat up the opposing team.
"Aha, and the fabulous Son Pan escapes another day of hell without homework." Pan said happily as she shoved her books into her locker. Bra rolled her eyes, but followed the suit.
"You are such a nerd. Come on, we got some shopping to do, with my best friend." Bra said as she placed a small kiss on her platinum credit card. It was Pan's turn to roll her eyes, she then turned to walk to Bra's car, but walked into some girl, knocking her over.
"Oh, sorry." Pan said and offered a hand to help her up. The girl looked at Pan's hand as though it was more complicated than her math homework. She stood up without Pan's help and began to brush herself off. Pan lowered her hand and looked at the girl, thinking how familiar she looked.
"You're Pan right?" The girl suddenly asked. Pan was surprised a bit, but answered with a nod anyway.
"Who was that guy you were with this morning?" The girl asked in a snotty tone.
"My boyfriend. Trunks, I don't think you know him." Pan answered politely, striving not to let power level get too high.
"Trunks? As in Trunks Briefs? Why would he be interested in you?" The girl asked disbelieving. Pan's fist was almost airborne and heading to the girl's nose, but a flash of blue stepped in front of her.
"Yes, Trunks Briefs. And he obviously made the better decision, Pan over you. Even a blind man could figure that out." Bra said eyeing the girl. Pan watched as the girl glared daggers at Bra, while Bra calmly took it.
"Now are you going to move? Or shall I have Pan make you?" Bra asked, stepping aside to reveal a confused Pan with her fist in the air. Pan snapped out of it and glared back at the girl, who simply stuck her nose in the air and stalked off.
"Bitch." Bra muttered, she then peered at Pan over her shoulder. "Are you coming?" For the third time that day, Pan had to snap back into reality, and followed Bra to the parking lot.
"Pan! This dress would look incredible on you!" Bra exclaimed, holding up a black gown to show her. Pan let out a sigh,
"Toss on the pile with the other fifty dresses you picked out, for me."
"If you would put a little more effort into it, then I wouldn't." Bra retaliated and continued to search through the store.
"Shopping is not my thing, like it is yours! Fighting attire, sure, but this formal stuff is above me." Pan voiced as she looked at a dress off to the side.
"Fighting's not my thing, but I'm ok at it. You rubbed off on me. Now it's you're turn. First, pick style. Then pick a color. Then you try it on! How hard is that?" Bra hissed from across the store. Pan through up her arms in frustration, and stomped over to a rack. After a few minutes of fishing around, she picked out a dress and went to try it on.
"Finally! And remember, you don't have an opinion, so see me right after it's on!" Bra said with a laugh.
"Haha." Pan answered dryly and slammed the dressing room door behind her. Bra continued to flick through dresses, looking for one herself. Any excuse is a good excuse for a new outfit. A slow creak was heard from behind, so Bra turned to see what came out.
"Ah! Is that Son Pan? The tomboy? Who knew!" Bra said with a grin while watching Pan scowl. "Seriously! You look fantastic! Look!" Bra said pointing to the three mirrors. Pan rolled her eyes, and turned to look at herself.
"I gotta admit, I do look fab." Pan said admiring herself. She had on an ice blue evening gown, with half inch straps that were low on her shoulders, and had a sweetheart neckline. The glistening satin hugged her curves until just under her waist, where it began to flare out.
"Yes yes, you look unbelievable. Now, go pick out some shoes so I can try on my dress." Bra said happily, before dashing into a dressing room. Pan took one last look at herself, and turned to go back into her dressing room
She had just finished getting dressed, when she heard an excited squeal. Gently holding her dress, Pan walked out to see Bra spinning in front of the mirrors.
"I have to have this!" Bra said, now holding up her hair. She wore a red silk bustier, that came down in a V over her stomach. Her skirt was matching red silk, that hugged low on her hips and flowed out towards the bottom, where a slit on the skirt ran up her side, revealing much leg.
"Are you sure Vegeta would approve of that?" Pan asked skeptically. But Bra was in her own world, and Pan's advice fell on deaf ears. Shaking her head, she went to the cashier to buy the dress, and then wait for Bra.
A few minutes later, Bra came walked up to her holding her purchase as though it was the most precious item ever.
"Ok, here's the deal. I probably have more shoes than any store here, so we'll skip that detour. Now let's get some grub, then we'll head back to my place and get goin' on those dance lessons!" She said happily.
"All right, something I can relate to!" Pan said cheerfully, leading the way to the food court.
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Hahaha! Quickest update ever! Now where did all my reviews go? ::sniffle:: I realize the last chappy was crap, but I think this one's better. TELL ME!
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The ride to school was spent in relative silence. Both would try small talk, but it past quickly. Pan stared out her side of the car lost in her thoughts. Trunks was also in a trance-like state, reflecting upon things.
Pan sighed in defeat and decided to break the silence.
"So, whatcha' doin' later? Like, after work." She enquired while running a nervous hand through her hair.
"Uh...I don't know. Probably be at the office till late anyway. Unless you had something in mind?" He answered, with a small grin. Trunks then gave Pan a sideways glance, causing her to blush.
"Oh no. Not really. I was just thinking that we should do something together. You know, to go along with the plan." Pan said hurriedly, trying to not let too much emotion in her voice.
"That would be great. I can't today though. But how about tomorrow, I'll pick you up around seven and we'll get dinner and a movie. Sound good?" Trunks asked, trying to concentrate on the road, so's not to glance at Pan and try to read her face. Pan smiled,
"Sounds great." Trunks turned his head to her the first time during the whole trip and smiled. Pan felt like she was floating on cloud nine. Unfortunately, the car slowed to a stop and she realized they were in front of her school. Pan sat still for a moment, not really wanting to get out and leave this precious moment. Until she and Trunks picked up a whispering conversation, with their saiyajin ears, happening a few yards away.
"Oh my Dende, is that that Son girl??" One girl asked.
"I don't know, but who's the hottie with her? Couldn't be her boyfriend. Maybe a cousin?" Another girl asked. Both snickered cruelly, causing Pan to blush again. She opened the car door and was about to head for the school, when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Pan sat back in her seat again, as Trunks hand gently held onto her chin turning her head towards him. He then leaned over to place a tender kiss on her lips. He then pulled away and smile at her.
"See you soon." Trunks said softly. Pan smiled, and managed to keep her face from going too red this time. She had to force herself out of his car and to stand up.
"Bye." Pan said with a small wave, he gave her one last look of happiness, before pulling out of the school. She watched him go for a little bit, then turned to go inside. A proud grin spread across her face while she walked past the two gawking girls.
"So, Pan. Trunks says your going to the ball with him on Friday. Looking foward to it?" Bra asked as the two performed their warm ups for gym.
"Yeah, it should be fun. Are you going?" Pan asked, pulling up her leg to stretch her quads.
"Unfortunately. I hate these things. There's usually no one to talk to and nothing to do. But it'll be different since your coming. Also, I'm just taking a stab in the dark here, but you don't have a formal dress do you?" Bra responded, pulling one arm behing her head. Pan dropped her leg, and looked a little worried. She hadn't thought about that. Now she was going to have to wear some ball gown, and probably be expected to do some kind of waltz? This was harder than she expected.
"Hello? Earth to Pan! Come in Pan!" Bra shouted waving a hand in front of Pan's dazed face.
"Huh? Oh, sorry. Yeah, I don't have dress. Am I going to have to dance also?" She asked, shaking out of her reverie. Bra looked at her and gave a nod.
"No problem, we'll hit the mall after school and get you suited up. As for the dancing, I don't pretend to be good at it. But you're going to need a male partner to practice with. Think Trunks is free this afternoon?" Bra vocalized as the two began to walk towards the football field.
"No, he said so this morning." Pan responded almost automatically. Bra continued to think about other dance partners.
"I know, we'll ask Goten. He has no life, right? I mean, after that Paresu break up thing. He's a workaholic." Bra exclaimed, as they waited to be divvied up into teams.
"Yeah, Grandpa Satan's dojo is great for him. And you're right, he could use a break." Pan agreed. A whistle was then blown and the game began. Bra basically stood off to the side, and studied more important things, like her hair. While Pan tried her best not to beat up the opposing team.
"Aha, and the fabulous Son Pan escapes another day of hell without homework." Pan said happily as she shoved her books into her locker. Bra rolled her eyes, but followed the suit.
"You are such a nerd. Come on, we got some shopping to do, with my best friend." Bra said as she placed a small kiss on her platinum credit card. It was Pan's turn to roll her eyes, she then turned to walk to Bra's car, but walked into some girl, knocking her over.
"Oh, sorry." Pan said and offered a hand to help her up. The girl looked at Pan's hand as though it was more complicated than her math homework. She stood up without Pan's help and began to brush herself off. Pan lowered her hand and looked at the girl, thinking how familiar she looked.
"You're Pan right?" The girl suddenly asked. Pan was surprised a bit, but answered with a nod anyway.
"Who was that guy you were with this morning?" The girl asked in a snotty tone.
"My boyfriend. Trunks, I don't think you know him." Pan answered politely, striving not to let power level get too high.
"Trunks? As in Trunks Briefs? Why would he be interested in you?" The girl asked disbelieving. Pan's fist was almost airborne and heading to the girl's nose, but a flash of blue stepped in front of her.
"Yes, Trunks Briefs. And he obviously made the better decision, Pan over you. Even a blind man could figure that out." Bra said eyeing the girl. Pan watched as the girl glared daggers at Bra, while Bra calmly took it.
"Now are you going to move? Or shall I have Pan make you?" Bra asked, stepping aside to reveal a confused Pan with her fist in the air. Pan snapped out of it and glared back at the girl, who simply stuck her nose in the air and stalked off.
"Bitch." Bra muttered, she then peered at Pan over her shoulder. "Are you coming?" For the third time that day, Pan had to snap back into reality, and followed Bra to the parking lot.
"Pan! This dress would look incredible on you!" Bra exclaimed, holding up a black gown to show her. Pan let out a sigh,
"Toss on the pile with the other fifty dresses you picked out, for me."
"If you would put a little more effort into it, then I wouldn't." Bra retaliated and continued to search through the store.
"Shopping is not my thing, like it is yours! Fighting attire, sure, but this formal stuff is above me." Pan voiced as she looked at a dress off to the side.
"Fighting's not my thing, but I'm ok at it. You rubbed off on me. Now it's you're turn. First, pick style. Then pick a color. Then you try it on! How hard is that?" Bra hissed from across the store. Pan through up her arms in frustration, and stomped over to a rack. After a few minutes of fishing around, she picked out a dress and went to try it on.
"Finally! And remember, you don't have an opinion, so see me right after it's on!" Bra said with a laugh.
"Haha." Pan answered dryly and slammed the dressing room door behind her. Bra continued to flick through dresses, looking for one herself. Any excuse is a good excuse for a new outfit. A slow creak was heard from behind, so Bra turned to see what came out.
"Ah! Is that Son Pan? The tomboy? Who knew!" Bra said with a grin while watching Pan scowl. "Seriously! You look fantastic! Look!" Bra said pointing to the three mirrors. Pan rolled her eyes, and turned to look at herself.
"I gotta admit, I do look fab." Pan said admiring herself. She had on an ice blue evening gown, with half inch straps that were low on her shoulders, and had a sweetheart neckline. The glistening satin hugged her curves until just under her waist, where it began to flare out.
"Yes yes, you look unbelievable. Now, go pick out some shoes so I can try on my dress." Bra said happily, before dashing into a dressing room. Pan took one last look at herself, and turned to go back into her dressing room
She had just finished getting dressed, when she heard an excited squeal. Gently holding her dress, Pan walked out to see Bra spinning in front of the mirrors.
"I have to have this!" Bra said, now holding up her hair. She wore a red silk bustier, that came down in a V over her stomach. Her skirt was matching red silk, that hugged low on her hips and flowed out towards the bottom, where a slit on the skirt ran up her side, revealing much leg.
"Are you sure Vegeta would approve of that?" Pan asked skeptically. But Bra was in her own world, and Pan's advice fell on deaf ears. Shaking her head, she went to the cashier to buy the dress, and then wait for Bra.
A few minutes later, Bra came walked up to her holding her purchase as though it was the most precious item ever.
"Ok, here's the deal. I probably have more shoes than any store here, so we'll skip that detour. Now let's get some grub, then we'll head back to my place and get goin' on those dance lessons!" She said happily.
"All right, something I can relate to!" Pan said cheerfully, leading the way to the food court.
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Hahaha! Quickest update ever! Now where did all my reviews go? ::sniffle:: I realize the last chappy was crap, but I think this one's better. TELL ME!