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Chapter 7
After about an hour things started to cool down and only a few remained dancing. Because of the slow song playing many people could be found lazing around still giggling about the earlier events of the day.
"And then her apron caught on fire right in the middle of the science lab!" Bra exclaimed laughing remembering her precious memory.
The blonde guy next to her laughed. "That's Mrs. K for ya.she never did know what she was doing."
Marron smiled and nodded. "Yeah.she was nice though.a little on the forgetful side though." Pan sighed another uneventful conversation between Bra and her boy toys. She tired to set her up with one of her friends, hell who was she kidding? With most, but Pan politely refused. What was she saying? It was like she was insisting that she couldn't find a boyfriend! She could have one anytime, but why give up that free style of living? She'd find the right one someday. The other's conversation bored her and with the slow song playing in the background she was sure she'd fall asleep soon.very soon to be exact.
"Pan? Pan!" She snapped out of her half sleep daze and looked up. "I said would you like to dance?" It took a while for her sleeping brain to register what was just said but when it did go through she nearly fell off the couch with shock. Her dance? With Trunks? She didn't know how! But she could do this! She was Gohan's daughter, I mean; it can't be that different from fighting, can it?
"Huh? Oh, I don't know." It's not like she didn't want to, she didn't know how to dance plus she didn't want to. That was different and a better excuse.
"Come on Pan.I've kinda be a real jerk to you lately. I want to make it up." His blue eyes pleaded with her to follow and before she knew it he had wrapped his arm around her waist and was leading her away from the others. She knew Bra and her group was staring but that didn't matter right about now. Suddenly the fact that he had lead her out onto the dance floor without her knowing how to dance disturbed her. Trunks noticed the unsure look on Pan's face and smiled. "You've never done this before have you?" Pan shook her head no. At least she managed to do that. It was funny; didn't she hate him a while ago? No, the old feelings were still there she just hid them extremely well. So no, she didn't hate him. In fact she still loved him, a little. "Don't worry.you'll caught on.you have to let your body flow with the music." He placed her hands on his shoulders and rested his arms on her waist. Pan looked down at the ground then turned blushing towards Bra and Marron. Bra was giving her the "thumbs up" sign while Marron sat there grinning like an idiot. Slowly she turned back to Trunks and tried to concentrate on what she was doing. Wait, what was she doing? He smelled so good, hell, real good. He was right, as usual, all she needed to do was listen to the music and let instinct take over. She still had no clue what she was doing and if she did she was more than sure she would forget when she finished anyway. Damn her, damn him! She thought she was over this by now! You don't like him! You don't! Really, no! Don't go into the lavender! "Pan?"
She snapped out of her daze and look up at him. "Hm?"
"The song is over. You didn't seem to like dancing with me that much." Trunks replied softly.
Pan shrugged. "I did tell you that I didn't know how." Man! Time flies when you're distracted doesn't it? Go figure...Trunks shook his head and slipped something into Pan's hand...a wooden arrow. A rare look of puzzlement danced across her face. "Wha...what's this?"
"I said that I wanted to repay you of for putting up with me." He raised her chin gently with his finger and planted a soft kiss on her lips. "You'll find out later." Trunks grinned at her reaction seeing a dark shade of crimson cover her face and waved before disappearing into the crowd. She stood there for a while wondering whether to scream or just collapse on the spot like her legs begged her to.
"Pan Son you sly minx! I saw the whole thing!" Bra rushed over to her draping her arms around Pan's neck.
Pan giggled, trying to pull the girl off with no success. "So?"
"So! I thought you didn't like my bro, he was a bastard remember?" Bra taunted.
"I don't! He's the one that came to me!" Pan protested. How dare they make it seem like she planed all this! It wasn't her fault.
Marron snatched Pan's arrow while she wasn't looking. "Oo...pretty. What's this for?" the blond smirked.
"It's an arrow." Pan answered quietly. Oh wow! A arrow! Feel better now?
"My bro gave it to you didn't he? Figures...Romeo wanna be..." Bra rolled her eyes.
"Tell us more!" Marron squealed. She loved hearing others stories as well as sharing her own. A bell sounded suddenly letting the guests know that it was time for dinner. Pan sighed with relief and followed both girls into the kitchen.
*~*~*~*~*~
Dinner was most unusual. Bulma had tables set up outside lit with candles and decorated with red and white roses. The food was set on another table, an all you can eat deal and thankfully there was enough to where Pan's family and friends wouldn't eat it all. Angel was surrounded by his fan club, much to his dismay. They were bothersome and he was starting to get annoyed, though he would never tell them that. Pan and him spent most of the evening taunting each other through their mental link. Because of this their time outside seemed to fly by and soon everyone, stuffed from their meal, was either sitting down, dancing or wandering around the house. Pan was starting out the window on the brink of sleep when someone lightly tapped her on the shoulder. "Hmm...what?" she asked looking up at Bra. She quickly snapped out of her daze when she noticed the look on her friends face. Something was wrong...very wrong her face was twisted into a look of disgust and sadness. Pan couldn't even remember the last time she seen Bra this way. The blue haired girl said nothing but yanked Pan roughly to her feet and led her towards the kitchen. The door was slightly open, a stream of light flowed from it along with someone's conversation.
"Cough it up Goten! You owe me 50 zeni!" Pan knew that voice; she knew it all too well...Trunks. But why did Bra drag her here? So what if He and Goten were making bets, they were both idiots, nothing new there.
"No way you got Pan!" Now that got her attention! What did he mean by that?
"Yeah, it was easy..." Trunks' voice answered. It had a proud air to it. Cocky Bastard.
"You didn't...you know did you?" Goten asked hesitantly.
"Are you kidding? What would I look like screwing Pan?"
"A very desperate man..." There was laughter for a moment, which succeeded in only adding to Pan's already forming anger. If you weren't desperate before after I'm done with you I'll make sure you're desperate, for a hospital.
"You still can't get the money Trunks...I haven't seen you near Bulma's secretary all day." Goten countered.
/Angel.../ she called, he voice shaking.
"Goten I told you I wasn't going near her."
"Oh really? I recall you saying 'oh the one with the big breast? She's easy." Trunks sighed and stomped his foot in the ground. He had a feeling that he wasn't going to win this one.
/Hm.? What is it? / He answered.
"Sorry Trunks.the deal was for you to get Stacey, your mom's secretary, Mandy, Anna, Denise, Christina, Carmon, and Pan. You said you could Mr. Playboy." Goten taunted. Bra had remained silent the whole time. Her face was very pale.
"Goten that's too many!" Trunks shouted. What did Goten expect? He was just joking about getting all of them. He got most though.
/You better get here fast or I'm going to seriously regret this later./ Pan was fighting to keep her ki down, a fight she was quickly losing.
Bra placed an arm on Pan's shoulder. "Let's go...I think you've heard enough." She said quietly. Pan shook her head and pushed away from her. She would not stand for this he would pay. Pan could feel the anger boiling inside of her. The whole thing was a joke... the kiss, the dance, it was all a joke to get her to fall for him and it worked. It pissed her off and she couldn't take it. The thought of her fingers wrapped around Trunks' neck, her nails digging deep into his flesh excited her and she felt her blood rush. It was about to get ugly. She slowly pushed open the door, causing Goten and Trunks to freeze suddenly. They stood there for a moment staring at each other before anyone spoke.
/Pan.? Pan! / Angel didn't know what was going on but knew it was nothing go
"Pan! Err.shouldn't you be at the party?" Goten asked nervously. He backed away slowly fearing the fury of his niece, Gohan's daughter. Pan threw him one of her death glares then turned on Trunks. "I just thought we'd make our own party...after all it is what Trunks wanted and I would just hate to see him lose money...not that he needs it." She said as she advanced towards him. Bra stood in the doorway smirking. She wanted to see this, Trunks deserved it, they both deserved it. "Look Pan we didn't mean any harm. It was just a harmless bet." Trunks muttered sheepishly. He'd fucked up again, hurt the one he loved, again. Damn him! How did she even get into this? But then he realized that even if she wasn't in the bet she would have walked in and still been angry. She'd feel used...just like she did now.
Oh that did it! She could feel the floor crack beneath her feet as her ki rose. "Didn't mean any harm! You stuck up bastard! You think you can just go around and play any girl you choose for money? Your dumb ass should be ashamed of yourself!" Pan screamed.
"Pan, calm down please." Goten begged.
Pan's eyes snapped in his direction and she snapped her arm out yanking him by the shirt. "And You! My own flesh and blood! I trusted you Goten...but then I guess one blind bastard follows another. I hate you both." Her hands balled into fists and Goten cringed as he imagined it connecting with his beautiful face. "Stop!" A hand quickly wrapped around hers and lowered it. It was Angel. "Pan...don't do this." he said quietly. Bra stared from the doorway. It was a shame that all this was stopped.
Throwing a final glare at Trunks she took the arrow he gave her and crushed it. "I think you dropped this." she hissed as she threw the pieces at Trunks and tossed Goten to the ground. Bra covered her mouth to keep from laughing. Goten looked scared shitless and Trunks looked lost. Angel glared at the lavender haired man before following Pan through the door and down the hallway. Bra threw them a disgusted look and followed. She had wanted to see Pan kick their asses but that's ok, they still got what they deserved.
Goten sat up and rubbed his head. " Remind me to run next time.even though I doubt that would help." He chuckled and finally got to his feet, dusting himself off. "Don't worry...she'll get over it. After all, it wasn't like you actually meant what you, right?"
Trunks continued to stare towards the door, his hand wrapping around the broken arrow pieces. "I...I don't know..."
Next Chapter: Pan takes her revenge!
Chapter 7
After about an hour things started to cool down and only a few remained dancing. Because of the slow song playing many people could be found lazing around still giggling about the earlier events of the day.
"And then her apron caught on fire right in the middle of the science lab!" Bra exclaimed laughing remembering her precious memory.
The blonde guy next to her laughed. "That's Mrs. K for ya.she never did know what she was doing."
Marron smiled and nodded. "Yeah.she was nice though.a little on the forgetful side though." Pan sighed another uneventful conversation between Bra and her boy toys. She tired to set her up with one of her friends, hell who was she kidding? With most, but Pan politely refused. What was she saying? It was like she was insisting that she couldn't find a boyfriend! She could have one anytime, but why give up that free style of living? She'd find the right one someday. The other's conversation bored her and with the slow song playing in the background she was sure she'd fall asleep soon.very soon to be exact.
"Pan? Pan!" She snapped out of her half sleep daze and looked up. "I said would you like to dance?" It took a while for her sleeping brain to register what was just said but when it did go through she nearly fell off the couch with shock. Her dance? With Trunks? She didn't know how! But she could do this! She was Gohan's daughter, I mean; it can't be that different from fighting, can it?
"Huh? Oh, I don't know." It's not like she didn't want to, she didn't know how to dance plus she didn't want to. That was different and a better excuse.
"Come on Pan.I've kinda be a real jerk to you lately. I want to make it up." His blue eyes pleaded with her to follow and before she knew it he had wrapped his arm around her waist and was leading her away from the others. She knew Bra and her group was staring but that didn't matter right about now. Suddenly the fact that he had lead her out onto the dance floor without her knowing how to dance disturbed her. Trunks noticed the unsure look on Pan's face and smiled. "You've never done this before have you?" Pan shook her head no. At least she managed to do that. It was funny; didn't she hate him a while ago? No, the old feelings were still there she just hid them extremely well. So no, she didn't hate him. In fact she still loved him, a little. "Don't worry.you'll caught on.you have to let your body flow with the music." He placed her hands on his shoulders and rested his arms on her waist. Pan looked down at the ground then turned blushing towards Bra and Marron. Bra was giving her the "thumbs up" sign while Marron sat there grinning like an idiot. Slowly she turned back to Trunks and tried to concentrate on what she was doing. Wait, what was she doing? He smelled so good, hell, real good. He was right, as usual, all she needed to do was listen to the music and let instinct take over. She still had no clue what she was doing and if she did she was more than sure she would forget when she finished anyway. Damn her, damn him! She thought she was over this by now! You don't like him! You don't! Really, no! Don't go into the lavender! "Pan?"
She snapped out of her daze and look up at him. "Hm?"
"The song is over. You didn't seem to like dancing with me that much." Trunks replied softly.
Pan shrugged. "I did tell you that I didn't know how." Man! Time flies when you're distracted doesn't it? Go figure...Trunks shook his head and slipped something into Pan's hand...a wooden arrow. A rare look of puzzlement danced across her face. "Wha...what's this?"
"I said that I wanted to repay you of for putting up with me." He raised her chin gently with his finger and planted a soft kiss on her lips. "You'll find out later." Trunks grinned at her reaction seeing a dark shade of crimson cover her face and waved before disappearing into the crowd. She stood there for a while wondering whether to scream or just collapse on the spot like her legs begged her to.
"Pan Son you sly minx! I saw the whole thing!" Bra rushed over to her draping her arms around Pan's neck.
Pan giggled, trying to pull the girl off with no success. "So?"
"So! I thought you didn't like my bro, he was a bastard remember?" Bra taunted.
"I don't! He's the one that came to me!" Pan protested. How dare they make it seem like she planed all this! It wasn't her fault.
Marron snatched Pan's arrow while she wasn't looking. "Oo...pretty. What's this for?" the blond smirked.
"It's an arrow." Pan answered quietly. Oh wow! A arrow! Feel better now?
"My bro gave it to you didn't he? Figures...Romeo wanna be..." Bra rolled her eyes.
"Tell us more!" Marron squealed. She loved hearing others stories as well as sharing her own. A bell sounded suddenly letting the guests know that it was time for dinner. Pan sighed with relief and followed both girls into the kitchen.
*~*~*~*~*~
Dinner was most unusual. Bulma had tables set up outside lit with candles and decorated with red and white roses. The food was set on another table, an all you can eat deal and thankfully there was enough to where Pan's family and friends wouldn't eat it all. Angel was surrounded by his fan club, much to his dismay. They were bothersome and he was starting to get annoyed, though he would never tell them that. Pan and him spent most of the evening taunting each other through their mental link. Because of this their time outside seemed to fly by and soon everyone, stuffed from their meal, was either sitting down, dancing or wandering around the house. Pan was starting out the window on the brink of sleep when someone lightly tapped her on the shoulder. "Hmm...what?" she asked looking up at Bra. She quickly snapped out of her daze when she noticed the look on her friends face. Something was wrong...very wrong her face was twisted into a look of disgust and sadness. Pan couldn't even remember the last time she seen Bra this way. The blue haired girl said nothing but yanked Pan roughly to her feet and led her towards the kitchen. The door was slightly open, a stream of light flowed from it along with someone's conversation.
"Cough it up Goten! You owe me 50 zeni!" Pan knew that voice; she knew it all too well...Trunks. But why did Bra drag her here? So what if He and Goten were making bets, they were both idiots, nothing new there.
"No way you got Pan!" Now that got her attention! What did he mean by that?
"Yeah, it was easy..." Trunks' voice answered. It had a proud air to it. Cocky Bastard.
"You didn't...you know did you?" Goten asked hesitantly.
"Are you kidding? What would I look like screwing Pan?"
"A very desperate man..." There was laughter for a moment, which succeeded in only adding to Pan's already forming anger. If you weren't desperate before after I'm done with you I'll make sure you're desperate, for a hospital.
"You still can't get the money Trunks...I haven't seen you near Bulma's secretary all day." Goten countered.
/Angel.../ she called, he voice shaking.
"Goten I told you I wasn't going near her."
"Oh really? I recall you saying 'oh the one with the big breast? She's easy." Trunks sighed and stomped his foot in the ground. He had a feeling that he wasn't going to win this one.
/Hm.? What is it? / He answered.
"Sorry Trunks.the deal was for you to get Stacey, your mom's secretary, Mandy, Anna, Denise, Christina, Carmon, and Pan. You said you could Mr. Playboy." Goten taunted. Bra had remained silent the whole time. Her face was very pale.
"Goten that's too many!" Trunks shouted. What did Goten expect? He was just joking about getting all of them. He got most though.
/You better get here fast or I'm going to seriously regret this later./ Pan was fighting to keep her ki down, a fight she was quickly losing.
Bra placed an arm on Pan's shoulder. "Let's go...I think you've heard enough." She said quietly. Pan shook her head and pushed away from her. She would not stand for this he would pay. Pan could feel the anger boiling inside of her. The whole thing was a joke... the kiss, the dance, it was all a joke to get her to fall for him and it worked. It pissed her off and she couldn't take it. The thought of her fingers wrapped around Trunks' neck, her nails digging deep into his flesh excited her and she felt her blood rush. It was about to get ugly. She slowly pushed open the door, causing Goten and Trunks to freeze suddenly. They stood there for a moment staring at each other before anyone spoke.
/Pan.? Pan! / Angel didn't know what was going on but knew it was nothing go
"Pan! Err.shouldn't you be at the party?" Goten asked nervously. He backed away slowly fearing the fury of his niece, Gohan's daughter. Pan threw him one of her death glares then turned on Trunks. "I just thought we'd make our own party...after all it is what Trunks wanted and I would just hate to see him lose money...not that he needs it." She said as she advanced towards him. Bra stood in the doorway smirking. She wanted to see this, Trunks deserved it, they both deserved it. "Look Pan we didn't mean any harm. It was just a harmless bet." Trunks muttered sheepishly. He'd fucked up again, hurt the one he loved, again. Damn him! How did she even get into this? But then he realized that even if she wasn't in the bet she would have walked in and still been angry. She'd feel used...just like she did now.
Oh that did it! She could feel the floor crack beneath her feet as her ki rose. "Didn't mean any harm! You stuck up bastard! You think you can just go around and play any girl you choose for money? Your dumb ass should be ashamed of yourself!" Pan screamed.
"Pan, calm down please." Goten begged.
Pan's eyes snapped in his direction and she snapped her arm out yanking him by the shirt. "And You! My own flesh and blood! I trusted you Goten...but then I guess one blind bastard follows another. I hate you both." Her hands balled into fists and Goten cringed as he imagined it connecting with his beautiful face. "Stop!" A hand quickly wrapped around hers and lowered it. It was Angel. "Pan...don't do this." he said quietly. Bra stared from the doorway. It was a shame that all this was stopped.
Throwing a final glare at Trunks she took the arrow he gave her and crushed it. "I think you dropped this." she hissed as she threw the pieces at Trunks and tossed Goten to the ground. Bra covered her mouth to keep from laughing. Goten looked scared shitless and Trunks looked lost. Angel glared at the lavender haired man before following Pan through the door and down the hallway. Bra threw them a disgusted look and followed. She had wanted to see Pan kick their asses but that's ok, they still got what they deserved.
Goten sat up and rubbed his head. " Remind me to run next time.even though I doubt that would help." He chuckled and finally got to his feet, dusting himself off. "Don't worry...she'll get over it. After all, it wasn't like you actually meant what you, right?"
Trunks continued to stare towards the door, his hand wrapping around the broken arrow pieces. "I...I don't know..."
Next Chapter: Pan takes her revenge!