Author's Note: *sigh* Not so many reviews as I'd hoped, but oh well. Here's chapter 6. Finally, the T/P stuff! YAY!

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Meant to Happen
by Supaa Saiyajin Trinity


Chapter 6


Bra looked over at her ebony-haired companion. Her eyes had adjusted to the poor lighting in the closet and she could see that his body was in a similar position as hers, sitting with his back to the wall of the closet, but his head was tilted downward and he was smiling to himself. Curious, she inquired about it.

He looked up. "...Huh?"

"I said, what are you smiling about?"

"Uh, nothing," he replied quickly.

'A little TOO quickly,' Bra thought. Testing the waters a little, she moved closer. "I doubt that."

His eyes widened and he gulped audibly. "Uhhh... Bra?"

"Hm?"

"What are you doing?"

"What do you mean?"

Goten rubbed the back of his neck and looked down again, cheeks turning red. "Knowing you, I'd say you were making a move on me."

"...So?"

His head shot up and he stared at her, shocked.

***

The two blinked at one another, somewhat astounded. Trunks, realizing he'd forgotten his manners, quickly picked himself up and reached a hand down to help Pan.

She raised an eyebrow but accepted his outstretched hand. She was pulled to her feet, both letting their hand reside in the other's for a few moments longer than necessary.

Pan let go so as to dust herself off. She chuckled as she did so, commenting, "You know, this is so weird. I was just thinking about you. I mean, before we collided."

"Yeah, me too." Mirai Trunks brushed his hair out of his eyes.

"Really?" She stopped, looking at him intently.

He stared back, blushing a little under her gaze. "Umm, yeah. So, uh..." He trailed off.

Pan rubbed the back of her neck. "Ow."

Mirai Trunks was instantly alert. "What's the matter?"

"Huh?" She looked back up at him. "Oh, it's nothing. My neck just hurts a little. You know, tense muscles and what-not. It's been going on for a while." She cracked it a little for emphasis, wincing as she did so.

"Here, let me." Mirai Trunks came around her to her back and reached up. gently laying his hands on his shoulders. Using his thumbs, he began to carefully rub the back of her neck.

Pan's eyes closed involuntarily as he rubbed at the exact spot where it hurt. "Oh, wow..." she breathed. "How are you doing that?"

He chuckled. "My kaa-san got cricks in her neck all the time. She'd always call me over to get rid of 'em." He progressed to a deeper rub. "She said my Saiyajin hands were the perfect remedy for whatever aches and pains she had."

Pan nodded slightly, acknowledging his words, while at the same time not listening at all. She sighed deeply, very pleased with herself for somehow unconsciously knowing he would be out looking for her.

After a few minutes of silence, Mirai Trunks stopped and asked, "Is that better?"

She nodded. "Yeah, thanks."

"No problem." He stuck his hands in his pockets, suddenly nervous and unsure what to say. Pan turned to face him, imitating his position. They faced each other, smiling when their eyes met every now and then.

Finally, Pan got fed up with it. "Look at us," she laughed. "We go out looking for each other, and when we find one another, we don't even know what to say!"

"Yeah, really," he agreed, chuckling a little himself. He pushed a defiant stray strand of lilac hair behind his right ear. "Well, if you're interested, you could come over to Capsule Corp and check out Bra and Goten's progress."

"...Huh?" Pan gave him a blank look, utterly confused.

"I, eheh, locked them in the closet."

Pan giggled. "Goten better watch out. Bra's had the hots for him for years."

Mirai Trunks blinked. "No... really?"

"Yep."

His smirked. "This I gotta see." He grabbed Pan's hand. "Come on!" Together, they powered up and blasted off to Capsule Corp.

***

Light streamed inside the confined space and the kiss abruptly ended as the two pulled apart quickly. Temporarily blinded, they squinted and tried to make out who it was that had caught them.

The faces of their friends loomed above them, triumphant expressions written across their faces. "Oh, sorry, were we interrupting something?"

Bra and Goten got to their feet. "Well, actually--"

Bra clamped a hand over Goten's mouth. "No, not at all."

"Well, that's a relief," Mirai Trunks smirked, looking over his shoulder at Pan, who had a hand over her mouth to muffle her laughter.

Embarrassed, Goten nervously chewed on a thumbnail.

"Anyway," Trunks continued, "Pan and I were talking on the way here, and we thought it would be nice if the four of us went out to eat. Say, lunch at a restaurant?"

Goten immediately stopped biting his nail and slumped forward a little, letting his hand fall to his side. He proceeded to drool uncontrollably at the mention of food. His stomach growled audibly.

The other three quasi-Saiyajins sweatdropped. "Well... I take it by your reaction that you agree," Trunks commented dryly.

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I know, you're thinking, 'Almost two months of waiting, and this is all I get? What a rip-off!' ^^; Sorry, sorry! But I was seriously having NO ideas at all! Don't worry though, I have a few now! ^.~ Later!