Lucky Me
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball, Z or GT. If I did, I'd be rich and wouldn't have to post this thing here. But this story is mine, and only mine. So leave me alone and read. Hehe(^_^)
~. . .~ = Thoughts
(. . .) = Me interrupting. (I'm so rude)
**-. . . -** = Memory
Yay! I finally updated! Is it just me, or am I having to say finally too much now? Oh well, on with the fic!
Chapter 11 - Town
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"Calm down Trunks" Bra said grabbing his tail. "Oh yeah, we haven't even done you tail yet!" Pan said, remembering. "But we don't have any brown dye." "Oh don't worry, I took care of that." Bra remarked with a smile. Trunks close his eyes as he tired not to shout with the pain of his sister yanking on his tail. ~Ouch~ After they were done Pan got out and got dressed, coming back in to throw them each plain armor and a cloak. Trunks was huddled in a corner of his bathroom teary eyed and cold. Pan almost laughed but decided to be nice.
"Aren't you gonna dye your hair Bra?" "Nah, people know who I am and the price they'd pay if they ever did or said anything mean to me. An advantage to having an overprotective father."
"Ok, well, come on you guys, hurry up, if we're going to go to town, me might as well make it a nice, long trip." Trunks looked up from his hopelessness and almost smiled. Bra stood up and walked out, with Pan close behind. While Bra went into her room Pan sat outside in the hall to wait. Ten minutes later both brother and sister walked out of their rooms. "So..?" Trunks said quietly. "So let's go!" Bra squealed, before turning to run. They ran all through the Palace with Bra in the lead and finally stopped right in front of the huge double doors leading out. Throwing open the door all the sunlight hurt their eyes. Bra again took her place at the lead of their small band of misfits. She talked to one of the guards and he looked back at Pan and Trunks, he had a grim and solemn face, hardened with age. He shook his head at Trunks. "Fine!" They heard Bra say rather loudly as she turned to another guard.
"Hi Goten!" Bra whispered to a much younger guard. "Hi," He said a bit warily. "Could you let us out for just a second." "I'm sorry Bra but my orders were very specific, I can't let you pass through. It's for your safety." "Pwease?" She said giving him puppy dog eyes. "Fine, but only for today." "Thank you Goten!" She said hugging him. Trunks raised his eyebrows -which were no longer lavender- but said nothing. Pan walked out a bit more slowly than her friends, eyes on the guard. ~Why does he look so familiar?~ When they were out of the gates he asked. "What was that all about?" "Oh, that's Goten. I met him this morning." "When?" "When I was on my way to scream at you and Pan for making so much noise." "Oh." And so with their cloaks close about them, they slipped into the market place.
"Hey sexy," Some one breathed into Pan's ear. Turning around quickly she was face with an ugly old guy. ~Eeeew!~ Pan turned back around quickly and ran to catch up with her friends, but he was close to follow. He grabbed her wrist to prevent he from leaving. She made a desperate grab for Bra's cloak to catch her attention just as he pulled her to him. Bra turned around to see her friend in the hands of some big, hairy man. Trunks turned around to see what had caught his sister's attention and just as he was about to pounce on the man his sister stopped him. "No" She said firmly. "Why not?" "She can take care of herself."
"Let me go." Pan said through gritted teeth as she tried not to breathe in the smell of his breath. He just laughed and put a hand around her waist. "No one refuses me! Besides, I'm a head guard at the Palace, what are you, some street side whore?" "I said let me go" She said this in almost a growl. He let his hand slip down to her butt. Pan couldn't take anymore of this. She got one hand free and grabbed his balls. "Ugh" He grunted in pain. "You won't be guard for much longer." She said as she powered up and threw a ki blast at his crotch. A look of shock came over his face just before he was blown to ashes. Pan wiped her hands clean on her cloak and she went back to her friends. "I see what you were talking about Trunks. Oh well, he was easy enough to get rid of." "It'll be a bit hard to explain this to dad." Trunks said. "I'll just say he tried to touch me." Bra said with a smile. Trunks shrugged and forgot about it.
They kept walking stopping occasionally to look at fruit or other goods. They made their way out of the market place and Bra led them to a saiyan equivalent of a mall and she pulled them into every other store. "Mom said that they have a lot of malls on Earth and she loved them, so she made daddy make her some." She told them. "You're dad sure seems to break easily to you and your mom." Pan said. "Well, he acts like he doesn't care but he knows that we'll just beg and plead until we get our way." She smiled. "Just like how mom forced him to change the currency to zeni." "What was it before that?" Pan asked, her curiosity spiked. "I dunno they changed it before I was born and I don't pay particular attention to my history lessons."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Three hours and Five Million, Three Thousand Zeni Later~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"I can't believe you wasted five million zeni!" Trunks yelled. "You mean five million three thousand zeni." Pan corrected him. "Whatever!" "Hey I like to shop!" ~What a dumb defense.~ Trunks thought. Just then she stopped. "Oh my gosh!" Bra squealed, grabbing Pan and Trunks into a store with a bunch of dresses. "Oh no!" Pan and Trunks screamed and sweat dropped simultaneously. Bra pulled Pan into a rack of dresses. "Look!" She squeaked. "What?" "It's that dress I saw in the catalog!" Her eyes went wide. "Oh yeah! I knew that immediately. Especially since I CAN READ YOUR MIND!" Pan screamed, irritated, her words just dripping with sarcasm. Bra just ignored her and grabbed the dress, this time in black and forced Pan into a dressing room with it. (You remember, the lavender one she liked?) "You can't make me try it on!" Pan screamed through the door. "Well, you can't leave until you do!" "Oh fine!" Pan shouted back.
Pan walked out five minutes later. "Um can you help me zip up the back?" "Of course!" The dress was made of a black shiny cloth, with a metallic look to it, but it felt as smooth as silk. It had no straps holding it up and the bodice sparkled with little jewels and fit just right to her curves, the way it was tailored, made it have a small trail in back of it, but the front was just short enough to see her feet. ~Man, if Trunks were here, he'd either fall over or jump her! ~ Bra thought with a smile. "It's perfect! Now hurry up and get out of it so I can get it for you." "You can't get this for me!" "Why not?" "It's so expensive!" "I already racked up 10 million zeni! So shut up and don't complain!" "Hey, I thought you only spent 5 million!" Pan said through the screen door. "What did you think, that I came here only for you? I have five mil worth of stuff in Trunks hands! Besides, I'm the princess, their honored that I even walk into their stores, I could get all this for free if I wanted to!"
Pan walked out of the dressing room to see a huge bundle of bags and dresses, rising and falling slowly, like breathing. Moving some of the dresses aside she could see Trunks slouching on the floor, his against one of the dressing room doors. "Tired?" She asked him playfully. "Very tired." Pan's stomach started to rumble. "Hungry?" Trunks asked. "Very hungry." They both smiled.
After Bra was done ringing up all the clothes, Pan was pleading to go eat. "Just one more store!" Bra said. "You sure?" "Positive. Besides, I have all these clothes, but no new shoes!" Trunks and Pan sweat dropped. Twenty minutes later Bra walked out of the store, Pan and Trunks crawling with the last energy they had behind her. In a package ready to be sent to the Palace, was thirty-two pairs of high heels, twenty-one strappy sandals, fourteen slippers, ten boots, one nice pair of simple strapped black heels for Pan -that Bra forced Pan to try on- and two pairs of comfy sneakers -one for Pan and one for Trunks of course.
When Pan and Trunks realized that it was time for food they both pulled themselves up and grabbing Bra made a mad run for the food court. They chose an Italian restaurant (I know it's not Earth, but hey, it's my fanfic, so who cares? -sticks tongue out :-P) and ordered three of everything. Bra was about to protest, because unlike the other two she didn't have the same saiyan appetite, but their glares quieted her. ~They'll probably eat what I don't anyway~ The waiter walked away muttering something about hating his job. Ten minutes later they had food galore sitting on their table, Bra almost barfed when she saw the way they were eating. Instead she just politely ignored them and ate. When all the food had been eaten, it was almost closing time for the mall. (They'd been out ALL day)
Walking down the streets, they saw the market stalls closing for the night. The Sun pulled out of it's ever-vigilant watch in the sky, Setain quickly at its heels. ~It's like one big game of tag~ Pan couldn't help but think. Just then her thoughts were interrupted as Trunks seemed to pull back suddenly. She and Bra turned to see what happened.
Trunks was in a chokehold of a burly man, twice his size and nearly surrounded by other men. The guy didn't look happy as he whispered something into Trunks ears. Pan strained to listen, but she could not hear over the ragged breathing of the men and the bustle of the closing shops, but she need not wonder more as he said it out loud. "This, is the mangy scum that popped out of the kings human wife," They all nodded in understanding. "This is the piece of shit who is heir to our throne and will rule over us!" He shook Trunks in his anger. "We can not let some low class half breed give us orders!" They all shouted agreements. "There is only one thing to get yourself out of a painful, slow death," He said in a low voice. They all leaned in to listen. "If tomorrow, you renounce your thrown before the city" They were silent awaiting his answer. "Never!" Trunks said, weak with lack of air.
Wisps of whispered conversations drifted to Pans ears. ". . .Thanks to Fen for helping get rid of 'em. . ." ". . .Yeah, thanks to Fen. . ." ". . . I've heard he's a weakling, almost died in birth" ". . . he should have died" ". . . his hair's an odd color I've heard, an' his tail too" "I heard 'e does nothing but sleeps all day, an' takes ten mistresses a day" "Yea', heard a strange girl with yellow hair came runnin' outta da' Palace sayin' the fuck raped her" By now Pan's blood was boiling, she wouldn't be able to control her saiyan instincts for much longer. She looked over at Bra, who was visibly shaken.
"Bra," she whispered, "What are we going to do?" Bra didn't have time to answer as they saw a strong, sleek knife being thrown to Fen, who he caught it with out much thought. Bra gulped, but answered in a timid voice. "I don't know, Trunks could probably take them all on and win but they have weapons, too many weapons." "We could take them on though, can't we?" "Mom never let daddy teach me how to fight." She said with a meek smile. "Do you think I'll have to kill them, or should I bet them senseless, it has to be quiet though," "Beat them senseless, I want them to feel the pain, and learn from it" "If their brains'll let 'em" Pan said more to herself than to anyone else as she left.
Pan made her way to the closest man and pulled him down into the crowd, covering his mouth. She dragged him away and began their fight. After only seconds and a couple kicks to the head he lay on the floor unconscious. The second man was a bit harder, as he tried to bite her hand, but she had him down fairly quickly too. The crowd was getting riled up and she realized that she needed to work a bit faster. One by one people in the crowd began to disappear, she had started behind Fen so he would not notice. No one heard their muffled protests, and no one heard her curse when they bit her. After no time at all there were only about five people left, they were all confused as to where everyone had went, thinking that no one would want to miss the killing of the usurper prince.
They were all surprised when Fen fell over in pain, dropping the young prince. Trunks lay sprawled across the floor, trying to regain his breath. He pulled himself together and looked around to see who it was who had helped him. But all he saw was five shocked followers, an almost knocked out leader, and Bra and Pan standing side by side. He stood and took care of the last six immediately, making sure to make the time until the Fen's blackout especially painful. When he was done he cleaned his hands off on his robe and said to the almost unconscious leader, "Just to clear a couple things up; I was probably more healthy then you were at birth. My hair is purple, as is my tail, but I like it. My mother is a strong women, a human woman, but stronger than any you might find wandering the streets here. What do you think I do all day, sleep around? I train, I train to prove ignorant people like you wrong. And that filthy girl of the yellow hair tried to force me to mate with her, I have NEVER and WILL NEVER disrespect a woman. Remember this. All those little rumors are wrong, learn to respect those of higher class than yourself." With that he kicked Fen, finally knocking him out and walked to join his sister and friend.
"Quite an interesting day we've had, ne?" Pan asked. "Very, let's hope we have many more of the like." Bra said smiling. "But next time we go out of the palace, can we make it to the mountains or something? And no more dying my hair!" Trunks shouted. They laughed as they found their way through the gates. "Oh, and thanks for the help Pan," he said as they waved Goten good night. ~He looks so familiar~ "What help?" Pan said innocently, thinking halfway of the guard who waved at them. He looked at her smile and smiled himself.
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Pardon me for being so incredibly lazy. It's summer, whaddya expect? I've been sleeping 'til like two in the afternoon, it's unhealthy, but hell does it feel great to sleep so much. Any ways, I did it, didn't I? I think it's pretty good, but anyway, I'm gonna TRY to update a bit more often. You guys are gonna be seeing more of Goten and some other guys might just pop up too, I'm still thinking about it. Questions? Comments? Critism? Ideas? I'm open to everything, review or e-mail me and I'll get back to ya.
Goten: Yay! I get to be part of the fic!
Desi: He's so cute! - Gives Goten a squishy hug and a bar of chocolate.
Goten: Yay chocolate!
Desi: Cya later people! Hey, Goten, gimme a piece.
Goten: No, you gave it to me!
Desi: Please?
Goten: Fine.
Desi: Yay! Hey! What are you still doin' here? Go and review!
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball, Z or GT. If I did, I'd be rich and wouldn't have to post this thing here. But this story is mine, and only mine. So leave me alone and read. Hehe(^_^)
~. . .~ = Thoughts
(. . .) = Me interrupting. (I'm so rude)
**-. . . -** = Memory
Yay! I finally updated! Is it just me, or am I having to say finally too much now? Oh well, on with the fic!
Chapter 11 - Town
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"Calm down Trunks" Bra said grabbing his tail. "Oh yeah, we haven't even done you tail yet!" Pan said, remembering. "But we don't have any brown dye." "Oh don't worry, I took care of that." Bra remarked with a smile. Trunks close his eyes as he tired not to shout with the pain of his sister yanking on his tail. ~Ouch~ After they were done Pan got out and got dressed, coming back in to throw them each plain armor and a cloak. Trunks was huddled in a corner of his bathroom teary eyed and cold. Pan almost laughed but decided to be nice.
"Aren't you gonna dye your hair Bra?" "Nah, people know who I am and the price they'd pay if they ever did or said anything mean to me. An advantage to having an overprotective father."
"Ok, well, come on you guys, hurry up, if we're going to go to town, me might as well make it a nice, long trip." Trunks looked up from his hopelessness and almost smiled. Bra stood up and walked out, with Pan close behind. While Bra went into her room Pan sat outside in the hall to wait. Ten minutes later both brother and sister walked out of their rooms. "So..?" Trunks said quietly. "So let's go!" Bra squealed, before turning to run. They ran all through the Palace with Bra in the lead and finally stopped right in front of the huge double doors leading out. Throwing open the door all the sunlight hurt their eyes. Bra again took her place at the lead of their small band of misfits. She talked to one of the guards and he looked back at Pan and Trunks, he had a grim and solemn face, hardened with age. He shook his head at Trunks. "Fine!" They heard Bra say rather loudly as she turned to another guard.
"Hi Goten!" Bra whispered to a much younger guard. "Hi," He said a bit warily. "Could you let us out for just a second." "I'm sorry Bra but my orders were very specific, I can't let you pass through. It's for your safety." "Pwease?" She said giving him puppy dog eyes. "Fine, but only for today." "Thank you Goten!" She said hugging him. Trunks raised his eyebrows -which were no longer lavender- but said nothing. Pan walked out a bit more slowly than her friends, eyes on the guard. ~Why does he look so familiar?~ When they were out of the gates he asked. "What was that all about?" "Oh, that's Goten. I met him this morning." "When?" "When I was on my way to scream at you and Pan for making so much noise." "Oh." And so with their cloaks close about them, they slipped into the market place.
"Hey sexy," Some one breathed into Pan's ear. Turning around quickly she was face with an ugly old guy. ~Eeeew!~ Pan turned back around quickly and ran to catch up with her friends, but he was close to follow. He grabbed her wrist to prevent he from leaving. She made a desperate grab for Bra's cloak to catch her attention just as he pulled her to him. Bra turned around to see her friend in the hands of some big, hairy man. Trunks turned around to see what had caught his sister's attention and just as he was about to pounce on the man his sister stopped him. "No" She said firmly. "Why not?" "She can take care of herself."
"Let me go." Pan said through gritted teeth as she tried not to breathe in the smell of his breath. He just laughed and put a hand around her waist. "No one refuses me! Besides, I'm a head guard at the Palace, what are you, some street side whore?" "I said let me go" She said this in almost a growl. He let his hand slip down to her butt. Pan couldn't take anymore of this. She got one hand free and grabbed his balls. "Ugh" He grunted in pain. "You won't be guard for much longer." She said as she powered up and threw a ki blast at his crotch. A look of shock came over his face just before he was blown to ashes. Pan wiped her hands clean on her cloak and she went back to her friends. "I see what you were talking about Trunks. Oh well, he was easy enough to get rid of." "It'll be a bit hard to explain this to dad." Trunks said. "I'll just say he tried to touch me." Bra said with a smile. Trunks shrugged and forgot about it.
They kept walking stopping occasionally to look at fruit or other goods. They made their way out of the market place and Bra led them to a saiyan equivalent of a mall and she pulled them into every other store. "Mom said that they have a lot of malls on Earth and she loved them, so she made daddy make her some." She told them. "You're dad sure seems to break easily to you and your mom." Pan said. "Well, he acts like he doesn't care but he knows that we'll just beg and plead until we get our way." She smiled. "Just like how mom forced him to change the currency to zeni." "What was it before that?" Pan asked, her curiosity spiked. "I dunno they changed it before I was born and I don't pay particular attention to my history lessons."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Three hours and Five Million, Three Thousand Zeni Later~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"I can't believe you wasted five million zeni!" Trunks yelled. "You mean five million three thousand zeni." Pan corrected him. "Whatever!" "Hey I like to shop!" ~What a dumb defense.~ Trunks thought. Just then she stopped. "Oh my gosh!" Bra squealed, grabbing Pan and Trunks into a store with a bunch of dresses. "Oh no!" Pan and Trunks screamed and sweat dropped simultaneously. Bra pulled Pan into a rack of dresses. "Look!" She squeaked. "What?" "It's that dress I saw in the catalog!" Her eyes went wide. "Oh yeah! I knew that immediately. Especially since I CAN READ YOUR MIND!" Pan screamed, irritated, her words just dripping with sarcasm. Bra just ignored her and grabbed the dress, this time in black and forced Pan into a dressing room with it. (You remember, the lavender one she liked?) "You can't make me try it on!" Pan screamed through the door. "Well, you can't leave until you do!" "Oh fine!" Pan shouted back.
Pan walked out five minutes later. "Um can you help me zip up the back?" "Of course!" The dress was made of a black shiny cloth, with a metallic look to it, but it felt as smooth as silk. It had no straps holding it up and the bodice sparkled with little jewels and fit just right to her curves, the way it was tailored, made it have a small trail in back of it, but the front was just short enough to see her feet. ~Man, if Trunks were here, he'd either fall over or jump her! ~ Bra thought with a smile. "It's perfect! Now hurry up and get out of it so I can get it for you." "You can't get this for me!" "Why not?" "It's so expensive!" "I already racked up 10 million zeni! So shut up and don't complain!" "Hey, I thought you only spent 5 million!" Pan said through the screen door. "What did you think, that I came here only for you? I have five mil worth of stuff in Trunks hands! Besides, I'm the princess, their honored that I even walk into their stores, I could get all this for free if I wanted to!"
Pan walked out of the dressing room to see a huge bundle of bags and dresses, rising and falling slowly, like breathing. Moving some of the dresses aside she could see Trunks slouching on the floor, his against one of the dressing room doors. "Tired?" She asked him playfully. "Very tired." Pan's stomach started to rumble. "Hungry?" Trunks asked. "Very hungry." They both smiled.
After Bra was done ringing up all the clothes, Pan was pleading to go eat. "Just one more store!" Bra said. "You sure?" "Positive. Besides, I have all these clothes, but no new shoes!" Trunks and Pan sweat dropped. Twenty minutes later Bra walked out of the store, Pan and Trunks crawling with the last energy they had behind her. In a package ready to be sent to the Palace, was thirty-two pairs of high heels, twenty-one strappy sandals, fourteen slippers, ten boots, one nice pair of simple strapped black heels for Pan -that Bra forced Pan to try on- and two pairs of comfy sneakers -one for Pan and one for Trunks of course.
When Pan and Trunks realized that it was time for food they both pulled themselves up and grabbing Bra made a mad run for the food court. They chose an Italian restaurant (I know it's not Earth, but hey, it's my fanfic, so who cares? -sticks tongue out :-P) and ordered three of everything. Bra was about to protest, because unlike the other two she didn't have the same saiyan appetite, but their glares quieted her. ~They'll probably eat what I don't anyway~ The waiter walked away muttering something about hating his job. Ten minutes later they had food galore sitting on their table, Bra almost barfed when she saw the way they were eating. Instead she just politely ignored them and ate. When all the food had been eaten, it was almost closing time for the mall. (They'd been out ALL day)
Walking down the streets, they saw the market stalls closing for the night. The Sun pulled out of it's ever-vigilant watch in the sky, Setain quickly at its heels. ~It's like one big game of tag~ Pan couldn't help but think. Just then her thoughts were interrupted as Trunks seemed to pull back suddenly. She and Bra turned to see what happened.
Trunks was in a chokehold of a burly man, twice his size and nearly surrounded by other men. The guy didn't look happy as he whispered something into Trunks ears. Pan strained to listen, but she could not hear over the ragged breathing of the men and the bustle of the closing shops, but she need not wonder more as he said it out loud. "This, is the mangy scum that popped out of the kings human wife," They all nodded in understanding. "This is the piece of shit who is heir to our throne and will rule over us!" He shook Trunks in his anger. "We can not let some low class half breed give us orders!" They all shouted agreements. "There is only one thing to get yourself out of a painful, slow death," He said in a low voice. They all leaned in to listen. "If tomorrow, you renounce your thrown before the city" They were silent awaiting his answer. "Never!" Trunks said, weak with lack of air.
Wisps of whispered conversations drifted to Pans ears. ". . .Thanks to Fen for helping get rid of 'em. . ." ". . .Yeah, thanks to Fen. . ." ". . . I've heard he's a weakling, almost died in birth" ". . . he should have died" ". . . his hair's an odd color I've heard, an' his tail too" "I heard 'e does nothing but sleeps all day, an' takes ten mistresses a day" "Yea', heard a strange girl with yellow hair came runnin' outta da' Palace sayin' the fuck raped her" By now Pan's blood was boiling, she wouldn't be able to control her saiyan instincts for much longer. She looked over at Bra, who was visibly shaken.
"Bra," she whispered, "What are we going to do?" Bra didn't have time to answer as they saw a strong, sleek knife being thrown to Fen, who he caught it with out much thought. Bra gulped, but answered in a timid voice. "I don't know, Trunks could probably take them all on and win but they have weapons, too many weapons." "We could take them on though, can't we?" "Mom never let daddy teach me how to fight." She said with a meek smile. "Do you think I'll have to kill them, or should I bet them senseless, it has to be quiet though," "Beat them senseless, I want them to feel the pain, and learn from it" "If their brains'll let 'em" Pan said more to herself than to anyone else as she left.
Pan made her way to the closest man and pulled him down into the crowd, covering his mouth. She dragged him away and began their fight. After only seconds and a couple kicks to the head he lay on the floor unconscious. The second man was a bit harder, as he tried to bite her hand, but she had him down fairly quickly too. The crowd was getting riled up and she realized that she needed to work a bit faster. One by one people in the crowd began to disappear, she had started behind Fen so he would not notice. No one heard their muffled protests, and no one heard her curse when they bit her. After no time at all there were only about five people left, they were all confused as to where everyone had went, thinking that no one would want to miss the killing of the usurper prince.
They were all surprised when Fen fell over in pain, dropping the young prince. Trunks lay sprawled across the floor, trying to regain his breath. He pulled himself together and looked around to see who it was who had helped him. But all he saw was five shocked followers, an almost knocked out leader, and Bra and Pan standing side by side. He stood and took care of the last six immediately, making sure to make the time until the Fen's blackout especially painful. When he was done he cleaned his hands off on his robe and said to the almost unconscious leader, "Just to clear a couple things up; I was probably more healthy then you were at birth. My hair is purple, as is my tail, but I like it. My mother is a strong women, a human woman, but stronger than any you might find wandering the streets here. What do you think I do all day, sleep around? I train, I train to prove ignorant people like you wrong. And that filthy girl of the yellow hair tried to force me to mate with her, I have NEVER and WILL NEVER disrespect a woman. Remember this. All those little rumors are wrong, learn to respect those of higher class than yourself." With that he kicked Fen, finally knocking him out and walked to join his sister and friend.
"Quite an interesting day we've had, ne?" Pan asked. "Very, let's hope we have many more of the like." Bra said smiling. "But next time we go out of the palace, can we make it to the mountains or something? And no more dying my hair!" Trunks shouted. They laughed as they found their way through the gates. "Oh, and thanks for the help Pan," he said as they waved Goten good night. ~He looks so familiar~ "What help?" Pan said innocently, thinking halfway of the guard who waved at them. He looked at her smile and smiled himself.
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Pardon me for being so incredibly lazy. It's summer, whaddya expect? I've been sleeping 'til like two in the afternoon, it's unhealthy, but hell does it feel great to sleep so much. Any ways, I did it, didn't I? I think it's pretty good, but anyway, I'm gonna TRY to update a bit more often. You guys are gonna be seeing more of Goten and some other guys might just pop up too, I'm still thinking about it. Questions? Comments? Critism? Ideas? I'm open to everything, review or e-mail me and I'll get back to ya.
Goten: Yay! I get to be part of the fic!
Desi: He's so cute! - Gives Goten a squishy hug and a bar of chocolate.
Goten: Yay chocolate!
Desi: Cya later people! Hey, Goten, gimme a piece.
Goten: No, you gave it to me!
Desi: Please?
Goten: Fine.
Desi: Yay! Hey! What are you still doin' here? Go and review!