A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in so long. ^^; I've had a bit of writer's block and then all these story ideas came to me so I started a few of them...I am going to try my very hardest to complete this story because I really want to. I already have it layed out in my head how the ending is gonna be...I just need to get to that part.

Syko Chibi: OW! That hurts...-rubs head- You're so mean! XP I'll write as much as I want, thank you very much.

Lilyangel: S'ry about the shortness of my chapters...but I'm pretty sure this is going to be kinda long, so they'll be short chapters, but lotsa chapters! That okay?

Disclaimer: I do not, once again own DBZ or anything else you might happen to recognize in this fic. I will survive...maybe. ;.;

.:Matchmaking is a Frustrating Buisness:.
.:Chapter Twelve:.

Naoko's eyes slowly fluttered open. As her vision came into focus, five heads looming over her could be distinguished. Naoko cringed as the light hit her eyes and sent a sharp pain through her head.

"Naoko-chan! You're alive!!!" Marron was jumping up and down.

"She was never dead." Pan pointed out.

"She looked like she was dead."

"That doesn't mean that she was Ma-chan....she was still breathing." Bra said agitatedly.

"Wha......" Naoko had a look of utter confusion across her face.

"You passed out, Naoko-chan." Bra started to explain.

"Don't you remember? We were talking about Mission Im-" Marron was cut off abruptly when Bra's hand covered her mouth.

Goten and Bra looked nervously towards Pan and Trunks, who gave them blank stares.

"We were talking about the play, remember?" Goten interjected, raising his eyebrows slightly.

"Oh yeah......I remember now..." Naoko said, her eyes shifting from Goten, to Bra, then to Marron.

Every one sat in silence. Goten and Bra exchanged a glance and nodded their heads. Goten moved over to put a hand on each of Trunks' and Pan's shoulders. He turned them around and started to steer them out of the room.

"Come on you two, let's go see if we can find some Tylenol or something...."

"Goten, it doesn't take three people to get some Tylenol...." Trunks pointed out.

"Uhh...well would you like anything else, Naoko-chan?"

"Some water would be good, and maybe a bag of Cheez Doodlez...."

"See? You two can get some water and chips for her, lets go!" He made to push them out of the room, to no avail.

"Naoko-chan, are you sure you're alright?" Pan's voice was laced with worry.

"I'm fine Pan-chan!" Naoko gave her a small smile and the two stopped resisting and walked out of the room.

"Looks like we're going to have to put off Mission Impossible...." Marron said rather dissapointedly.

"So you all finally decided on what to call it?" Naoko let a forced laugh to try to change the subject.

"I guess you could say that..." A smile broke out on Bra's face, but then it went right back to being serious.

"You guys, I'm fine. Look, why don't we just sneak in school early tomorrow?"

"But what about your part in the plan? Are you sure you're up for it?" Marron looked worried, all dissapointment forgotten.

Naoko smirked at this, "By tomorrow morning, those Drama Club idiots are gonna think Pan is the best actress to ever grace the stage!"

"YAY!" Marron was now back to her care-free and slightly airheaded nature.

"Mission Impossible is about to commence!" Bra's hand was balled into a fist and she had thrown it up triumphantly, the other two followed suit.

~*~Meanwhile with Goten, Pan, and Trunks~*~

"Where do you people keep the Tylenol!?" Goten was, of course, admiring the delicious treats sitting in the refrigerater rather than looking for some Tylenol.

"Try the cabinet....." Trunks was busy searching through the many bags of chips trying to find some Cheez Doodlez.

"Which one? You've got about 30 of 'em!"

"Goten-kun! Trunks-kun! Hurry up already!" Pan was waiting by the kitchen door with a glass of water.

"AHA!" Trunks pulled out a bag of Cheez Doodles and joined Pan by the door.

Goten had now begun opening the many cabinets and then shutting them, not even bothering to look at what was in them.

"Goten-kun, why don't you just let Trunks-kun get the Tylenol?"

"Because! It's all about a saiyan's pride, Pan-chan!"

Trunks and Pan sweatdropped.

"OH! Would you look here! I just happened to accidently bump into this bottle of Tylenol! CAN WE GO NOW!?" Pan screamed while shaking the bottle. Goten glared at her.

"Evil........" Whether Goten's stalling was intentional or not will remain a mystery......

A/N: SO!? I really am sorry for the lack of an update, it's just I couldn't think of where to go with this chapter. But I'm back! And hopefully I won't get too tied up in Lily/James fics to forget about updating.....^^; Next chapter: Mission Impossible is finally put into action! Hoo Yeah!! XD