I don't own DBZ nor did I have anything to do with the creation…and so forth…

Well, thank you to the reviewers! =)

Hmmm…what was I going to say?  I haven't got a clue actually…hahaha…I have a poor memory.  Oh yeah!  As one of the reviewers wanted to know, Pan and Goten aren't related…sorry I didn't point it out before, but thanks for asking.

Ages (again) are- Trunks=23, Pan= 21, Goten=22, Bra=20

Chapter 3: Hey Sweetie!

The class had finished and Rachel and Pan had decided to go to a café nearby for a drink. "So, how do you know Trunks?" Pan asked as she stirred her iced coffee.

"Oh…Bra's brother and all you know?"

"Yeah, Bra's a friend of mine."

Rachel's face twisted in disgust.  "She WAS a friend of mine."

"What happened?  If you don't mind me asking…"Pan pushed her hair out of her face and put on a bright smile for Rachel.

Rachel simply nodded her head and sighed.  "Well, Bra and I met in high-school when we were in yr11.  She'd just changed schools and I had been told to 'look out for her'.  So, I did exactly that.  We became close friends and then she met Goten.  Oh, I didn't tell you.  Goten and I had been going out since yr8 and we had become the "hottest couple" in high-school.  Strange, I know.  Wait, do you even know Goten?"

"Goten? Yeah.  That's Bra's boyfriend.  They live together with Trunks now." Pan sipped her drink.

"Well, he USED to be mine.  When Bra met him, I could tell Goten saw something in her and I got a little…protective of what was mine.  Bra and I were still great friends, but she would always ask whether Goten was coming anywhere and looked disappointed if I said he wasn't.  I figured she liked him, but I didn't confront her because I was worried that I was being too…I don't know the word…"

"Never mind, keep going."

"Well, sometimes I'd find Bra and Goten by themselves discussing things and I'd just freak inside…like I felt I was completely losing him!  Eventually I confronted Goten and he thought I was over reacting way too much.  So he told me that he needed some air and that maybe a break would do us some good.  Of course that break still hasn't ended and I'm not sure it even will!  Isn't life just full of surprises…" Rachel slumped and rested her head on her arms.

"Some surprises are good…" Pan patted Rachel's hair.

"And some are bad." Rachel straightened herself up.  "Someday I'll find Mr. Right; even if it is still Goten…I'll get him back.  I'm just as good as her, and I say the break needs to end soon."  Her eyes glistened and her voice had turned malicious, as if there was another Rachel lurking inside.

"Rachel, are you okay?" Pan shook Rachel's arm and was actually afraid of someone for the first time in her life.  Okay, her mum chasing after her around the house with an electric fly swat when Pan was four didn't count.

"What?  Oh yeah!  Sure!  I'm fine!" Rachel was back to normal and laughed with what could be called an angelic voice.

"You scared me for a moment…anyway, I need to go back home and study-"

"What are you really doing tonight?" Rachel cut Pan off.

"Huh?" Pan looked confused, and really, she was.

"You and Trunks- aren't you guys, like, doing something?"

"Oh!  That!  Yeah…oh shit!  I need to get back and start cooking!"  Pan grabbed her bag and took out a ten dollar note.  "Tell them to keep the change Rachel.  I really need to get back!"  Pan ran out of the café, leaving Rachel in a state of shock and raced for the approaching bus.  Hmmm…what should I do tonight?  Attempt to cook something special for Trunks? Ha!  Waste of time on such a useless person.  Or I just might…Pan got on the bus and smiled mischievously as she pondered over what she could do.

Trunks opened the apartment front door and found that it was rather quiet.  He looked around him and saw scented candles creating a romantic and dim lighting.  A table on the balcony was set for two and his stereo played some soothing music.  Roses covered benches, tables and shelves whilst there were petals scattered on the floor.  "What the hell?" Trunks scratched his head and threw his bag on the floor.

"Hey there sweetie!"  Pan came out of the kitchen wearing an apron on top of one of Bra's tight black dresses.  She was holding an oven try in which a roast chicken settled.

"Pan, since when did you live here?" he stepped back and helped himself to a glass of wine.

Pan came over and slapped his hand before he even managed to open the bottle.  "Don't even THINK about touching that bottle before you clean yourself up!"

Trunks glared at Pan's back as she walked off to attend to her chicken.  It's as if she's my mother…or girlfriend.  Ew!  Hell no!  Trunks shuddered at the thought and went to have a shower.

"Trunks!  Dinner's ready honey!  Hurry up before it gets cold!" Pan yelled from the balcony.  Trunks sighed and opened the bathroom door.  The strong scent over roses took over and he felt light headed.  "This girl is putting me through hell!"

"Hey honey." Pan said as Trunks walked onto the balcony.  "Did you get the flowers?  I wanted to make those the centrepiece for the table."  Pan looked up at Trunks with an innocent look on her face.

"Oh my.  I'm sorry darling, but I completely forgot!  Oh dear.  Please forgive me; I just assumed that this afternoon we were joking!" Trunks glared at Pan as she handed him a glass of wine.

"That's ok baby.  Come on, let's eat." Pan said, almost convincing Trunks that she actually liked him.

"Pan, will you snap out of this?  You hate me!" Trunks said when Pan took his arm and sat him down.

"I could never hate YOU sweetie!  You're my dream come true…" Pan whispered the last part into his ear, her warm breath making Trunks shiver.

"Seriously…get over it.  I didn't mean it."

Pan rolled her eyes.  "You must be delirious!  We've been going out for a month now and I've moved in with you!"

Trunks pushed his chair back and stood up.  "Fine, you do that.  As long as no one else knows, then I couldn't care less."  Trunks finished off his glass and walked inside.

Pan glared at him and followed him in.  "You had better that dinner HONEY!  I spent ages preparing it!" Ages?  Ha!  I used home delivery…close enough to ages anyway.

"You did not!  I saw the take away containers."  Trunks fell back onto the couch as the phone rang.  Pan went to pick it up as Trunks turned on the TV.

"Hello?  This is Pan speaking…oh, I'm sorry but he's busy at the moment.  You see, Trunks and I are just having dinner…oh sorry, it's a dinner for two.  Yeah?  Oh sure…Okay, well, after we eat, maybe we'll come…Don't worry, we were just sharing a few kisses…yup…uh-huh…okay then." Pan scribbled something onto a notepad.  "Yeah…okay…thanks…uh…Billy? Okay.  Thanks Billy."  Pan hung up and turned around to see Trunks staring at her.  "Sweetie, we have a party to go to.  Let's finish eating first, okay?"  Pan patted Trunks's cheek and strutted towards the balcony.

"What did you just do?" Trunks said.

"What?  Oh, I just told your friend Billy that we might show up at his party.  He wanted to have it here, but I told him we were having a romantic dinner together."  Pan flicked her hair and smiled sweetly.  "Is there a problem pumpkin?"

"You!  You are pure evil Pan.  PURE EVIL!  You must be the devil in disguise, or you just appeared to make my life hell!  I took you back to my place when you had drunk yourself unconscious and this is what you do to me?" Trunks sat on his seat and rested his head in his hands.

"Aw…my poor baby!  Listen, eat up and we won't go to that party.  We'll just spend a quiet evening at home together."

"No!  I'm going to that party…by myself too!"  Trunks stood up and went to his room.  He was in the process of changing into a black short-sleeved shirt when Pan came in.  "Do you mind?"

Pan giggled at Trunks.  Nice body after all…Rachel was right.  "Honey, we're sharing the same bed so I'm guessing I'll see it sooner or later."

"Piss off." Trunks buttoned his shirt and grabbed a jacket.

"That's not very nice.  Anyway, wait for ten minutes.  I'm coming too." Pan opened the closet and revealed her own clothing sitting inside.

"When- what…Shit!  Your stuff!  It's all HERE?" Trunks was shocked and froze.

"I had a little help moving my stuff.  Anyway, I'm going to change.  Go outside." Pan said patiently.

Trunks snapped out of his shock and looked at Pan.  "But Panny, we're sharing the same bed.  I'm gonna see it sooner or later."

"Fine then.  Stay, help me unzip my dress."  She turned around so that Trunks help her.  Trunks unzipped it and sat on the bed.  "Thanks dear."

"Well, aren't you going to change?"

"Aren't you a bit eager?"

"Aren't all guys like this?"

Pan grunted and put on a black halter neck.  "Tie it up would you?"  She walked over to Trunks so he could tie it for her.  Trunks grinned as Pan attempted to put on a mini-skirt without letting the dress slip down.

"Having fun Pan?" Trunks snickered.

"Anything to please my baby." She said sarcastically as she laid the dress next to Trunks.  She grabbed a jacket and walked out of the room.  "Come on Trunks, you don't wanna be too late.  These people wanna see us before they get drunk you know!"

Trunks stood up and grabbed his wallet.  This is gonna be some party…damn her, now what am I meant to do?  I bet by now, the entire university knows- no, thinks Pan and I are together.  I hate that girl!

Ok, I didn't quite say why Pan was actually doing all this…but that's later on, sorry.  I guess next chapter? Well, I hope you liked this chapter, because I'm pretty bad at writing stories…just thought I'd give this a shot.  Well, thanks for reading it!  I hope you all have a really good day/night!

Lotsa luv,

                dark-assassin xoxo