She's baaaaaaack! Mwahahahahahahaha ::cough:: heehee, anyway.
Look! DBZ is for sale on Ebay! Mine! Mine! Mine! Damn! It's just movie 13, kick ass movie though. ::sigh:: Once again, she doesn't own DB anything. __________________________________
Pan wasn't quite sure how she made it home. Most of her recalection was of the heavenly dance she had with Trunks. They went for four songs which were about 15 minutes. To her it seemed all too short. She vaguely recalled her sadness when she let go of him and had to go home. She also remembered giving him a kiss good bye at the front door in front of Bra and Goten. That was better than the dancing.
With a content sigh she landed at her front door and walked in, leaning on the door as she closed it.
"Hi Panny, how was your shopping with Bra?" Videl asked from the kitchen. Pan was staring at the ceiling with a smile on her face, she barely heard her Mom.
"Huh? Oh, it was great. I got this beautiful dress. I'll show you later." Pan said slowly. She then began the climb to her room still in her state of bliss. Life was perfect.
Trunks plopped onto his bed and stared out the window. Thinking about the night's events. He couldn't remember the last time he felt so comfortable dancing with someone. He hated ball room dancing more than anything. Unfortunately, Bulma had forced him to learn so he, "...wouldn't embarrass the company." At balls. He was lucky enough to drag along Bra and Goten though. So his misery had company. However, up until tonight he couldn't think of a time he was happy to dance with someone. Pan seemed to move so gracefully along the floor. Not nearly as clumsy as he would expect. They moved together in perfect harmony. *Stop it Trunks. She's a child for crying out loud. You're only doing this to get back at Mayumi. It means nothing.* He scolded himself. *But there's no harm in having a little fun on the way, right?*
Trunks finally forced himself off his bed and headed for a quick shower, stripping as he went. *Hmm, we've got a date tomorrow. Where to go? I know...* He thought with a smirk as he shut his bathroom door.
Pan slammed her math book shut and clicked off her desk lamp. Finally finished with her evil homework, she got up and stretched a little. *I hate math, why do I need it anyway? I'm not gonna be an engineer!* She thought, now changing into her pajamas. Her eyes then rested on something poking out of her closet. *Hmm, must have gotten knocked out when I was looking in here yesterday.* As she pulled it out for closer inspection, she found it was a photo album.
"Oh my gosh! I remember this!" Pan said out loud. She happily sat on her bed and began to flip through it. The first one was taken when she was born, in the hospital in Videl's arms, and Gohan sitting next to them. The next was of her first birthday, showing herself and Bra literally digging through the cake. The album went in chronological order as she flipped through. Something struck her funny though. After about age 8, Trunks was in every picture. Not always the center or even the focus, just in the backround, or just his hair as he walked out of it. *Oh my gosh, this is pathetic. Have I subconsciously had a crush on him THIS long!? Weird! I thought it was just during that Grand Tour thing. I mean, he was the only guy on the trip besides Grandpa.* Pan thought. She was jolted out of her thoughts as Gohan walked in.
"Hey kiddo. Whatcha' looking at?" He asked.
"Hmm? Oh, just my old photo album." Pan said holding it up to show him. Gohan smiled and walked over to look at it.
"I remember that. Vegeta and I were not happy at all." Gohan said pointing to a particular photo Pan had missed. Pan looked to where he was pointing and instantly began to laugh, as she too recalled that day. It was a barbecue at Capsule Corp for everyone. Trunks and Goten had gotten rubber steaks and switched them with the ones Gohan and Vegeta were to eat. The picture showed a very angry super saiyajin Vegeta searching for Trunks and Goten, and Gohan staring bewilderedly as he stretched the steak. In the sky you could see two golden ki trails leading towards the mountains. In the corner on the grass was a five year old Pan and four year old Bra laughing.
"I didn't think it was funny." Gohan said dryly. Pan tried to stifle her laughs, and put away the photo album.
"So how was your day?" Gohan asked, changing the subject. Pan took a deep breath to calm herself.
"Great! I went to the mall with Bra and got this killer dress. Then we went to her place and she taught me to dance. Did you know Uncle Goten knows the waltz?" Pan asked. Gohan laughed.
"No I didn't. Is he any good?"
"Yeah, but Trunks is soooo much better." Pan said as she began to slip into that state of bliss again.
"Trunks? You've been seeing a lot of him lately haven't you?" Gohan asked, eyeing Pan as her eyes became unfocused.
"Huh? Oh yeah, well, girls usually hang out a lot with their boyfriends." Pan said casually. Gohan felt his heart stop, he had to punch himself in the chest a few times to make sure it was going.
"Papa? Are you ok?" Pan asked looking at her Father's strange behavior.
"Yes! I'm fine." He gasped, "Uh... Sweetheart? Isn't Trunks a little old for you?"
"Well, I guess so, but if we like eachother I don't think age should matter, do you?" Pan asked, still looking at him strangely.
"If you put it that way. As long as you're happy honey." With a kiss on her forehead, he said goodnight and left her room. As Pan turned off the lamp next to her bed, she could hear her father hiss down the stairs,
"Videl! Did you know about this!?"
_________________________________ That's right! Trunks is not some womanizer in MY fic! Gohan is all right with it! Well, he's not ALL right with it, but he's not so overprotective like all the other fics. I see Vegeta being like that, but not really Gohan. R&R!
Look! DBZ is for sale on Ebay! Mine! Mine! Mine! Damn! It's just movie 13, kick ass movie though. ::sigh:: Once again, she doesn't own DB anything. __________________________________
Pan wasn't quite sure how she made it home. Most of her recalection was of the heavenly dance she had with Trunks. They went for four songs which were about 15 minutes. To her it seemed all too short. She vaguely recalled her sadness when she let go of him and had to go home. She also remembered giving him a kiss good bye at the front door in front of Bra and Goten. That was better than the dancing.
With a content sigh she landed at her front door and walked in, leaning on the door as she closed it.
"Hi Panny, how was your shopping with Bra?" Videl asked from the kitchen. Pan was staring at the ceiling with a smile on her face, she barely heard her Mom.
"Huh? Oh, it was great. I got this beautiful dress. I'll show you later." Pan said slowly. She then began the climb to her room still in her state of bliss. Life was perfect.
Trunks plopped onto his bed and stared out the window. Thinking about the night's events. He couldn't remember the last time he felt so comfortable dancing with someone. He hated ball room dancing more than anything. Unfortunately, Bulma had forced him to learn so he, "...wouldn't embarrass the company." At balls. He was lucky enough to drag along Bra and Goten though. So his misery had company. However, up until tonight he couldn't think of a time he was happy to dance with someone. Pan seemed to move so gracefully along the floor. Not nearly as clumsy as he would expect. They moved together in perfect harmony. *Stop it Trunks. She's a child for crying out loud. You're only doing this to get back at Mayumi. It means nothing.* He scolded himself. *But there's no harm in having a little fun on the way, right?*
Trunks finally forced himself off his bed and headed for a quick shower, stripping as he went. *Hmm, we've got a date tomorrow. Where to go? I know...* He thought with a smirk as he shut his bathroom door.
Pan slammed her math book shut and clicked off her desk lamp. Finally finished with her evil homework, she got up and stretched a little. *I hate math, why do I need it anyway? I'm not gonna be an engineer!* She thought, now changing into her pajamas. Her eyes then rested on something poking out of her closet. *Hmm, must have gotten knocked out when I was looking in here yesterday.* As she pulled it out for closer inspection, she found it was a photo album.
"Oh my gosh! I remember this!" Pan said out loud. She happily sat on her bed and began to flip through it. The first one was taken when she was born, in the hospital in Videl's arms, and Gohan sitting next to them. The next was of her first birthday, showing herself and Bra literally digging through the cake. The album went in chronological order as she flipped through. Something struck her funny though. After about age 8, Trunks was in every picture. Not always the center or even the focus, just in the backround, or just his hair as he walked out of it. *Oh my gosh, this is pathetic. Have I subconsciously had a crush on him THIS long!? Weird! I thought it was just during that Grand Tour thing. I mean, he was the only guy on the trip besides Grandpa.* Pan thought. She was jolted out of her thoughts as Gohan walked in.
"Hey kiddo. Whatcha' looking at?" He asked.
"Hmm? Oh, just my old photo album." Pan said holding it up to show him. Gohan smiled and walked over to look at it.
"I remember that. Vegeta and I were not happy at all." Gohan said pointing to a particular photo Pan had missed. Pan looked to where he was pointing and instantly began to laugh, as she too recalled that day. It was a barbecue at Capsule Corp for everyone. Trunks and Goten had gotten rubber steaks and switched them with the ones Gohan and Vegeta were to eat. The picture showed a very angry super saiyajin Vegeta searching for Trunks and Goten, and Gohan staring bewilderedly as he stretched the steak. In the sky you could see two golden ki trails leading towards the mountains. In the corner on the grass was a five year old Pan and four year old Bra laughing.
"I didn't think it was funny." Gohan said dryly. Pan tried to stifle her laughs, and put away the photo album.
"So how was your day?" Gohan asked, changing the subject. Pan took a deep breath to calm herself.
"Great! I went to the mall with Bra and got this killer dress. Then we went to her place and she taught me to dance. Did you know Uncle Goten knows the waltz?" Pan asked. Gohan laughed.
"No I didn't. Is he any good?"
"Yeah, but Trunks is soooo much better." Pan said as she began to slip into that state of bliss again.
"Trunks? You've been seeing a lot of him lately haven't you?" Gohan asked, eyeing Pan as her eyes became unfocused.
"Huh? Oh yeah, well, girls usually hang out a lot with their boyfriends." Pan said casually. Gohan felt his heart stop, he had to punch himself in the chest a few times to make sure it was going.
"Papa? Are you ok?" Pan asked looking at her Father's strange behavior.
"Yes! I'm fine." He gasped, "Uh... Sweetheart? Isn't Trunks a little old for you?"
"Well, I guess so, but if we like eachother I don't think age should matter, do you?" Pan asked, still looking at him strangely.
"If you put it that way. As long as you're happy honey." With a kiss on her forehead, he said goodnight and left her room. As Pan turned off the lamp next to her bed, she could hear her father hiss down the stairs,
"Videl! Did you know about this!?"
_________________________________ That's right! Trunks is not some womanizer in MY fic! Gohan is all right with it! Well, he's not ALL right with it, but he's not so overprotective like all the other fics. I see Vegeta being like that, but not really Gohan. R&R!