A.N.~Hmmm…another new chapter? Yeah, I just couldn't leave everyone in
suspense that long o_~ I'm pretty happy with the way "Life" is shaping up.
Keep reviewing…you guys make all the difference ^-^
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Life's Little Lesson
Chapter 4: Anger and Bribery
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Goten sat back in his chair, holding up a picture of Bra. Tracing the gold frame delicately, he started to mentally count down the days until they would be married. He set the picture frame down gently and turned around to the big window that took up a whole wall of his office. Almost falling out of the chair, Goten caught himself quickly when he noticed a very pissed off looking, Super Saiyajin Pan hovering eye level outside his window.
"Damn it Goten! Let me in!" Shifting her baby to her other arm, Pan glared at her uncle.
Jumping out of his chair and opening the window quickly, Goten gapped at the woman in front of him. "Su…su…super…SUPER SAIYAJIN!!! When did this happen?! Dende! Did you kill him?! You killed him…didn't you!!! PAN! What in the…." Goten jerked his head back just in time to miss Pan's fist.
Throwing a capsule out of her pocket, Pan placed her daughter inside the released play pen and sat down in Goten's chair. "What!" Slightly annoyed, Pan powered down to normal hoping that would stop Goten from staring. "Just because I went super doesn't mean I killed him. I should have killed him but that doesn't mean I did."
Goten sighed in relief and took in a deep breath. "So my dearest niece, why are you visiting the humble offices of Senpu & Son?"
"Cut the crap Goten, you know why I'm here!" Pan growled and stood up. "I want a divorce!" Pan sat back down and waited for Goten to recover.
"What's the point Pan? You'll still be bonded…I mean…you guys are the most perfect couple ever, right? Remember the how many magazine covers featured your wedding…and you're so good for public relations and…" Goten stopped short as Pan pounded her fist through his desk.
"I don't give a shit about what the public thinks! This is mentally tearing me apart! Don't I matter in all of this…? He promised me that I was the only woman for him." Tears welled up in Pan's eyes and immediately the 'tough girl' façade disappeared. "Every time they…they…they are together I feel it. I can't live like that anymore Goten…I won't live like this!" Pan forced back the tears that were threatening to fall and leaned up against the back of the chair.
"I can draw up divorce papers…all right? So, how much do you want? 1 billion…2 billion…? You didn't sign a pre nup so…" Goten made his way over to the filing cabinet, took out some papers, and waited for Pan to speak.
"1 million…I can live just fine on 1 million." Dismissing Goten's horrified expression with a wave of her hand, Pan continued. "This isn't about the money. The press is going to have a field day as it is might as well try to keep it as quiet as we possibly can…"
"But…but…but Pan! You can't just say, 1 million and walk away…I mean you can but…Dende! You are so naïve!!! Look, how about when I formally speak to Trunks about the divorce I'll see how much he offers. Any less than 1 million and we'll fight for it? Okay? Besides, I'm his lawyer too so hopefully this won't get too out of hand." Goten flashed the trademark Son grin and went over to Aiko and picked her up from the play pen.
"Trust me, you don't want one." Pan winked as Goten face faulted. "So…am I still the matron of honor, or is Marron gonna win over on that one too?"
Goten placed Aiko in to Pan's outstreachted arms and brought his hands up to massage his temples. "First of all explain to me how in the Hell you're going to break this bond!"
Smirking, Pan replied, "With the Dragon Balls that you're going to find for me, of course," and with that she powered up and flew out the window.
"Damn she's good…" Goten walked over to the window, shut it, and proceded to get in touch with Trunks. 'This is going to be fun…to much fun…'
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Pan stepped out of the shower only to be greeted by a blushing Trunks. "For Dende's sake, it's not like you haven't seen me naked before!" Growling softly, she grabbed a towel, wrapped it around herself, and then stepped around him.
"Pan, hold on for a second! You know how the big Capsule Corp. stock holders banquet is tonight?"
Annoyed that he would even have the nerve, Pan flipped Trunks off and kept walking to the door.
"Please…just tonight! It's just a PR thing…I'd take…." Trunks stopped as he noticed Pan's annoyed expression started to look more and more dangerous.
Forcing a tone of civility to her voice Pan glared at Trunks. "Let me guess…you'd take the slut but it'd cause a scene, right? So I'm expected to show up for this cocktail party from Hell and act happy?! You've got to be kidding me…you are just being an ass…aren't you Trunks?"
"Look, Goten already said you would. Bra picked out the dress and everything. Panny…I'll give you the house…and100milliondollars…" Spewing out the incoherent sentence, Trunks waited for Pan to explode.
"The house? A 100 million? And all I have to do is hang on your arm in some sleazy dress and make small talk with sexually frustrated 50 year olds?" Pan closed her eyes and went over her options. '100 million…that's 100 times what I wanted! Well…it would be a huge pain in the ass to pack. Three hours of Hell and then it's done….and maybe Vegeta will be there….STOP THINKING ABOUT VEGETA!!!' Pan opened her eyes and with much effort forced a smile. "You've got yourself a deal, bastard."
Trunks shook his head at the retreating figure and turned on the bathroom fan. 'This is going to be Hell…pure and simple Hell…'
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Life's Little Lesson
Chapter 4: Anger and Bribery
***
Goten sat back in his chair, holding up a picture of Bra. Tracing the gold frame delicately, he started to mentally count down the days until they would be married. He set the picture frame down gently and turned around to the big window that took up a whole wall of his office. Almost falling out of the chair, Goten caught himself quickly when he noticed a very pissed off looking, Super Saiyajin Pan hovering eye level outside his window.
"Damn it Goten! Let me in!" Shifting her baby to her other arm, Pan glared at her uncle.
Jumping out of his chair and opening the window quickly, Goten gapped at the woman in front of him. "Su…su…super…SUPER SAIYAJIN!!! When did this happen?! Dende! Did you kill him?! You killed him…didn't you!!! PAN! What in the…." Goten jerked his head back just in time to miss Pan's fist.
Throwing a capsule out of her pocket, Pan placed her daughter inside the released play pen and sat down in Goten's chair. "What!" Slightly annoyed, Pan powered down to normal hoping that would stop Goten from staring. "Just because I went super doesn't mean I killed him. I should have killed him but that doesn't mean I did."
Goten sighed in relief and took in a deep breath. "So my dearest niece, why are you visiting the humble offices of Senpu & Son?"
"Cut the crap Goten, you know why I'm here!" Pan growled and stood up. "I want a divorce!" Pan sat back down and waited for Goten to recover.
"What's the point Pan? You'll still be bonded…I mean…you guys are the most perfect couple ever, right? Remember the how many magazine covers featured your wedding…and you're so good for public relations and…" Goten stopped short as Pan pounded her fist through his desk.
"I don't give a shit about what the public thinks! This is mentally tearing me apart! Don't I matter in all of this…? He promised me that I was the only woman for him." Tears welled up in Pan's eyes and immediately the 'tough girl' façade disappeared. "Every time they…they…they are together I feel it. I can't live like that anymore Goten…I won't live like this!" Pan forced back the tears that were threatening to fall and leaned up against the back of the chair.
"I can draw up divorce papers…all right? So, how much do you want? 1 billion…2 billion…? You didn't sign a pre nup so…" Goten made his way over to the filing cabinet, took out some papers, and waited for Pan to speak.
"1 million…I can live just fine on 1 million." Dismissing Goten's horrified expression with a wave of her hand, Pan continued. "This isn't about the money. The press is going to have a field day as it is might as well try to keep it as quiet as we possibly can…"
"But…but…but Pan! You can't just say, 1 million and walk away…I mean you can but…Dende! You are so naïve!!! Look, how about when I formally speak to Trunks about the divorce I'll see how much he offers. Any less than 1 million and we'll fight for it? Okay? Besides, I'm his lawyer too so hopefully this won't get too out of hand." Goten flashed the trademark Son grin and went over to Aiko and picked her up from the play pen.
"Trust me, you don't want one." Pan winked as Goten face faulted. "So…am I still the matron of honor, or is Marron gonna win over on that one too?"
Goten placed Aiko in to Pan's outstreachted arms and brought his hands up to massage his temples. "First of all explain to me how in the Hell you're going to break this bond!"
Smirking, Pan replied, "With the Dragon Balls that you're going to find for me, of course," and with that she powered up and flew out the window.
"Damn she's good…" Goten walked over to the window, shut it, and proceded to get in touch with Trunks. 'This is going to be fun…to much fun…'
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Pan stepped out of the shower only to be greeted by a blushing Trunks. "For Dende's sake, it's not like you haven't seen me naked before!" Growling softly, she grabbed a towel, wrapped it around herself, and then stepped around him.
"Pan, hold on for a second! You know how the big Capsule Corp. stock holders banquet is tonight?"
Annoyed that he would even have the nerve, Pan flipped Trunks off and kept walking to the door.
"Please…just tonight! It's just a PR thing…I'd take…." Trunks stopped as he noticed Pan's annoyed expression started to look more and more dangerous.
Forcing a tone of civility to her voice Pan glared at Trunks. "Let me guess…you'd take the slut but it'd cause a scene, right? So I'm expected to show up for this cocktail party from Hell and act happy?! You've got to be kidding me…you are just being an ass…aren't you Trunks?"
"Look, Goten already said you would. Bra picked out the dress and everything. Panny…I'll give you the house…and100milliondollars…" Spewing out the incoherent sentence, Trunks waited for Pan to explode.
"The house? A 100 million? And all I have to do is hang on your arm in some sleazy dress and make small talk with sexually frustrated 50 year olds?" Pan closed her eyes and went over her options. '100 million…that's 100 times what I wanted! Well…it would be a huge pain in the ass to pack. Three hours of Hell and then it's done….and maybe Vegeta will be there….STOP THINKING ABOUT VEGETA!!!' Pan opened her eyes and with much effort forced a smile. "You've got yourself a deal, bastard."
Trunks shook his head at the retreating figure and turned on the bathroom fan. 'This is going to be Hell…pure and simple Hell…'
