Yea! A new chappie for ya! Even though I am still lacking ownership to
DBZ....not the point! And real quick thanx to Hippiechick, ur review made
me realize I was making Pan girly. I hate that in stories, why would I put
it in mine?
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Pan took another look at herself in the mirror, then snorted in disgust. *What am I thinking? This isn't me. Great, I still got fifteen minutes to change.* With that she ran to her closet and pulled out another outfit. She quickly ripped off her blouse and skirt, and pulled on her corduroy pants and long sleeve tee shirt. Pan then pulled her hair out of a pony tail and tied her favorite bandana over it. Lastly, she took a wash cloth and washed off her make up.
"Much better." Pan said to herself, looking at her reflection. A car was heard pulling up to her driveway, shortly followed by a knock on the door.
"Pan! Trunks is here!" Videl called from downstairs. Grabbing her wallet, Pan ran out of her room and down the hallway, just before she reached the stairs she slowed down and walked gracefully down to the door. Trunks opened his mouth to say something, but Pan didn't give him the chance. Grabbing his arm, she steered him back out the door and towards his car, while calling over her shoulder,
"Bye Mom! Bye Dad!" Trunks nervously glanced back to wave goodbye to a confused Videl and angry Gohan. He then turned back to Pan and opened the car door for her. After making sure she was in, he closed it and went to get in on his side.
"What was that about?" Trunks asked, backing out of her driveway.
"Please, you knew my Dad would interrogate you until it was too late to go out. I just decided to skip all that." Pan replied, then with a grin asked,
"So, where are we going?"
"Wouldn't you like to know." Trunks said, giving her a side way glance. He laughed when she glared back at him.
"Okay okay. I was thinking some dinner and then I got us tickets to the basketball game tonight."
"Really!? That sounds awesome! Wait, isn't it a playoff game tonight?" Pan inquired.
"And just who do you think you're talking to?" Trunks said with a smirk. Pan suddenly leaned over to hug him and then kissed him on the cheek. Trunks almost drove off the road he was so surprised.
"This is going to be so great!" Pan practically squealed, now leaning back to her side of the car. She was so immersed dreaming about the night's activities, she didn't realize how red Trunks had gone.
Pan nervously looked around the restaurant, becoming more and more aware of how out of place she and Trunks were. The restaurant itself was so exquisite, she was surprised they got in! Huge windows, with flowing curtains, beautiful chandeliers spread across the magnificent ceiling. Each table had a fresh bouquet of neatly arranged flowers, and of coarse a scented candle in the center. Plus, more forks, spoons, and knives then Pan could imagine at one place. Most awkwardly of all, was the other customers. All were decked out in tuxes and evening gowns, where as Pan was in her corduroys, long sleeve tee shirt, and bandana. No better was Trunks, who was wearing his worn in jeans and a Capsule Corp logo tee. Pan was positive the only reason they were permitted to set foot on property was Trunks' last name, which happened to also belong to two of the most powerful people on earth.
"What may I get you to drink for this evening?" A waiter asked. Pan was so wrapped up taking in the scenery she hadn't looked at the menu yet. Luckily, Trunks covered for her.
"I'll have a bottle of your best merlot, and sparkling water for the lady." The waiter gave a small bow then left.
"Uh thanks, I guess." Pan said, not sure of what she would have ordered anyway.
"Oh, don't worry I'll give you some merlot, they just would have asked for ID on you, so it's easier this way." Trunks answered looking back at the menu. *Great, now I feel young, stupid, and inappropriately dressed. Okay, just relax Pan, it was a sweet gesture. Better look for some food now.* Pan let out a sigh then looked down at her menu when she ran into yet another problem.
"Trunks?" She asked, still staring at the menu.
"Mm?"
"I can't read Italian."
"That was such a great game! I still can't get over that guy missing those free throws!" Pan said excitedly as she climbed into the car.
"In over time too! Wow, that must have sucked for him." Trunks agreed, as he started up the car.
During their ride home, the two conversed about nothing besides the game they witnessed. Pan was disappointed when Trunks turned down a familiar street, and drove up to a certain house. He turned off the headlights as he pulled into the driveway, so that he didn't wake up anyone, and turned off the engine.
"This was such a great night Trunks, thank you so much for taking me out." Pan said with a smile.
"Hey, this is what couples do, right?" Trunks responded.
"Right, and as I recall, towards the end of a date they also do something else." Pan hinted, as she glanced down at the seat.
"How could I forget?" Trunks whispered into her ear. She turned to look at him, but was unable to when his lips captured hers. *This is so perfect. Or is it?* Pan thought. *Where's that zing I here so much about? Or the skin set on fire? Something's missing...* Sadly, Pan broke away from the kiss.
"I'm sorry, this isn't right. Uh, I'll see you tomorrow." Pan said, hoping not to hear his remark, Pan quickly got out of the car and headed to her house. Trunks didn't follow, he sat dumbfounded in his car, watching Pan's form disappear from sight.
"What wasn't right?"
"What is wrong with me!?" Pan practically shouted as she walked into her room.
"He is perfect! And he wanted me! Why the heck did I walk away from that!?" Pan continued to yell at herself as she got ready for bed. *You know why.* That evil little voice known as her conscience answered. *How do you know he 'wants' you? This is all a facade right? Just to get back at Hiroto and Mayumi. You are a pawn in his revenge, as he is in yours. This isn't real, just pretend.*
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OoOoOoOo, evil place to leave off eh? And it was a little short, but being the omnipotent author, I get to do that! Fear not, Next time, we see Trunks side of it and the beginning maybe thru to the end of the ball! Yay! R&R!
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Pan took another look at herself in the mirror, then snorted in disgust. *What am I thinking? This isn't me. Great, I still got fifteen minutes to change.* With that she ran to her closet and pulled out another outfit. She quickly ripped off her blouse and skirt, and pulled on her corduroy pants and long sleeve tee shirt. Pan then pulled her hair out of a pony tail and tied her favorite bandana over it. Lastly, she took a wash cloth and washed off her make up.
"Much better." Pan said to herself, looking at her reflection. A car was heard pulling up to her driveway, shortly followed by a knock on the door.
"Pan! Trunks is here!" Videl called from downstairs. Grabbing her wallet, Pan ran out of her room and down the hallway, just before she reached the stairs she slowed down and walked gracefully down to the door. Trunks opened his mouth to say something, but Pan didn't give him the chance. Grabbing his arm, she steered him back out the door and towards his car, while calling over her shoulder,
"Bye Mom! Bye Dad!" Trunks nervously glanced back to wave goodbye to a confused Videl and angry Gohan. He then turned back to Pan and opened the car door for her. After making sure she was in, he closed it and went to get in on his side.
"What was that about?" Trunks asked, backing out of her driveway.
"Please, you knew my Dad would interrogate you until it was too late to go out. I just decided to skip all that." Pan replied, then with a grin asked,
"So, where are we going?"
"Wouldn't you like to know." Trunks said, giving her a side way glance. He laughed when she glared back at him.
"Okay okay. I was thinking some dinner and then I got us tickets to the basketball game tonight."
"Really!? That sounds awesome! Wait, isn't it a playoff game tonight?" Pan inquired.
"And just who do you think you're talking to?" Trunks said with a smirk. Pan suddenly leaned over to hug him and then kissed him on the cheek. Trunks almost drove off the road he was so surprised.
"This is going to be so great!" Pan practically squealed, now leaning back to her side of the car. She was so immersed dreaming about the night's activities, she didn't realize how red Trunks had gone.
Pan nervously looked around the restaurant, becoming more and more aware of how out of place she and Trunks were. The restaurant itself was so exquisite, she was surprised they got in! Huge windows, with flowing curtains, beautiful chandeliers spread across the magnificent ceiling. Each table had a fresh bouquet of neatly arranged flowers, and of coarse a scented candle in the center. Plus, more forks, spoons, and knives then Pan could imagine at one place. Most awkwardly of all, was the other customers. All were decked out in tuxes and evening gowns, where as Pan was in her corduroys, long sleeve tee shirt, and bandana. No better was Trunks, who was wearing his worn in jeans and a Capsule Corp logo tee. Pan was positive the only reason they were permitted to set foot on property was Trunks' last name, which happened to also belong to two of the most powerful people on earth.
"What may I get you to drink for this evening?" A waiter asked. Pan was so wrapped up taking in the scenery she hadn't looked at the menu yet. Luckily, Trunks covered for her.
"I'll have a bottle of your best merlot, and sparkling water for the lady." The waiter gave a small bow then left.
"Uh thanks, I guess." Pan said, not sure of what she would have ordered anyway.
"Oh, don't worry I'll give you some merlot, they just would have asked for ID on you, so it's easier this way." Trunks answered looking back at the menu. *Great, now I feel young, stupid, and inappropriately dressed. Okay, just relax Pan, it was a sweet gesture. Better look for some food now.* Pan let out a sigh then looked down at her menu when she ran into yet another problem.
"Trunks?" She asked, still staring at the menu.
"Mm?"
"I can't read Italian."
"That was such a great game! I still can't get over that guy missing those free throws!" Pan said excitedly as she climbed into the car.
"In over time too! Wow, that must have sucked for him." Trunks agreed, as he started up the car.
During their ride home, the two conversed about nothing besides the game they witnessed. Pan was disappointed when Trunks turned down a familiar street, and drove up to a certain house. He turned off the headlights as he pulled into the driveway, so that he didn't wake up anyone, and turned off the engine.
"This was such a great night Trunks, thank you so much for taking me out." Pan said with a smile.
"Hey, this is what couples do, right?" Trunks responded.
"Right, and as I recall, towards the end of a date they also do something else." Pan hinted, as she glanced down at the seat.
"How could I forget?" Trunks whispered into her ear. She turned to look at him, but was unable to when his lips captured hers. *This is so perfect. Or is it?* Pan thought. *Where's that zing I here so much about? Or the skin set on fire? Something's missing...* Sadly, Pan broke away from the kiss.
"I'm sorry, this isn't right. Uh, I'll see you tomorrow." Pan said, hoping not to hear his remark, Pan quickly got out of the car and headed to her house. Trunks didn't follow, he sat dumbfounded in his car, watching Pan's form disappear from sight.
"What wasn't right?"
"What is wrong with me!?" Pan practically shouted as she walked into her room.
"He is perfect! And he wanted me! Why the heck did I walk away from that!?" Pan continued to yell at herself as she got ready for bed. *You know why.* That evil little voice known as her conscience answered. *How do you know he 'wants' you? This is all a facade right? Just to get back at Hiroto and Mayumi. You are a pawn in his revenge, as he is in yours. This isn't real, just pretend.*
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OoOoOoOo, evil place to leave off eh? And it was a little short, but being the omnipotent author, I get to do that! Fear not, Next time, we see Trunks side of it and the beginning maybe thru to the end of the ball! Yay! R&R!