Angel: * is now tied in a corner with several large bumps on his head. *
Topazia: Glad you like my story! ^^ * Dusts her hands off and kicks a metal baseball bat under her bed* wonder how that got there...? *innocent look*
Angel: *glares* I wonder too.
Topazia: On with the story! Oh and to answer your review Angelbabe14 I'm a fan of T/P fics too. There's just so many! ^^ And as far as Pan ending up with Angel, that does sound like fun and I am leaning towards it, but we'll just see when we get to it.
Chapter 10
He stopped after a while hovering in air for a bit before descending. The air was thick with warmth and moisture; they were in a tropical region. Looking around she noticed a fairly large lake surrounded by thick a forest of plants she'd never seen before. "If you're thinking of dropping me I'll just come back up wanting to kick your ass." She stated looking down. The water was clear, very, inhabited by hundreds of fish that appeared in many shapes, sizes, and colors.
Angel laughed softly and shook his head. "Actually, I had no intention of dropping you, but if you want it can be arranged." He smirked.
Pan clung to him a glare fixed on her face. Hadn't she played in the water enough for one night? "Then what did you want?"
Angel lowered himself some more until his feet touched the water's surface, creating small ripples. " I wanted to see..." He replied, receiving an arched eyebrow from Pan. "I want to see you dance." He set her down and she looked up at him curiously. Here we go again. Dancing wasn't one of her strong points. Angel took her hand and twirled her, sending a spiral of ripples flowing outwards.
"Angel...? I can't dance." she mumbled uncertainly. What the hell? Why did he want to see her dance? Confusion city...
He grinned at her again. She made some of the funniest faces. "Come on! You mean you've never danced on water before?"
"Well with who? My grandpa?" She snapped back. Grandpa dancing? Ha! That was funny. He had two left feet; even Grandma gave up on trying to teach him after a while.
He twirled her again and brought her back, smiling to himself when she unconsciously began following his graceful waltz like movements. "It's a start."
"Ha ha.that was funny, grandpa couldn't dance his way out of a paper bag or walk for a good fifteen minuets without falling over something." Her hand firmly clasped in his she forced him back a little to change the direction, her hips swinging to her own silent melody.
"Well fine, what about your father?" he noticed that the more this continued the more she speed up, which was fine. She was getting used to it.
"That's just scary." She replied switching directions once again.
"Oh really, I thought you were daddy's little girl?" he taunted pressing into her, their faces only inches apart.
"Yeah right...keep on thinking that." She muttered as she was twirled again, a smile on her face.
"Pan...?"
"What?" Angel managed to slow her down finishing with a dip. "You're a pretty good dancer." He said grinning as she let her back up.
"Yeah, I'm a...pretty good..." Pan's eyes widened with shock as she realized what just happened. Ok, she was in the middle of a lake in the middle of the night dancing on water with Angel. What the hell? She let out a small squeal at her realization, losing her concentration and plummeted into the cold tropical water.
*~*~*~*~*~
Pan woke up in her bed the next morning; well she thought it was morning, to a strange whooshing sound. Stretching her got up from her warm bed and walked to the balcony to investigate. What she saw shocked her beyond belief Angel was.sparring? Since when? He moved fast for a human, his moves were swift and graceful. He was wearing black jogging pants with a white strip that ran along the leg and a white sleeveless shirt. Goten waved walking over to him, his standard grin plastered on his face. She watched as Angel stopped to greet his visitor and then as Goten called over his shoulder. Angel tensed slightly. It was Trunks Goten had called. Wait, what was he doing there? It was only...she looked around frantically for a clock, 4:45! Shit! Trunks she forgot! Rushing to her closet she dug through it until she found her outfit. She still had a shower to take and her hair.
Pan emerged from her house and walked up to the guys, wanting in on whatever was going on. "Hey guys, what's up?"
Goten laughed turning towards her. "Oh nothing.just trying to get buddy boy over here to spar and...whoa." Pan grinned, well, it was obvious from the stares and attention she now got that her outfit was liked, a lot. Maybe it was her shirt...It was black, a color that she thought looked very good on her. On the front the words ' too hot to handle' were printed and on the back finished with 'too cold 2 hold.' She wore a leather skirt that had two small chains sloping down in front for a belt, curtsey of one of Bra's shopping sprees. As expected of anything bought by Bra it had three inch splits on both sides. Half of her hair was held up in a bun, two silver chopsticks with spiraled tips helped hold it in place. The rest of the hair not tied up was left alone to fall freely ending with their usual soft curls. Make up wasn't her thing but had Bra been there she would have had one hell of a time finding herself in a mirror. The most she had on was red lipstick, she had black, but she really wasn't in the mood for scaring people today.
"Hm...sounds like fun...go ahead Angel, fight." Pan cheered, receiving a glare in return. She knew he would probably get revenge for that later but in the mean time what was he going to do? She winked at him playfully.
"He's not going to do it.I'll fight you Goten." Trunks replied.
"You're both wrong! Angel can beat both of you." Pan said suddenly. Trunks and Goten looked at her before cracking up with laughter.
Pan glared at Angel, who looked back innocently. "You know you could.why don't you?"
"I have my reasons." He shrugged in reply. He shouldn't have to fight if he didn't want to; besides, he had better things to do.
Trunks reached out suddenly punching him in the face. Angel cringed falling backwards onto the ground. Pan gasped softly then turned to glare at the attacker. "Trunks! What the hell are you doing?" Angel flipped back onto his feet and dusted himself off. Sure, it was a cheap move and it really pissed him off but he'd handle it in a civilized manor. Angel phased away reappearing in front of Trunks and kneeing him in the stomach. He doubled over, holding his side out of reflex and Angel to the time to spin kick his ass in the head, which connected with a sickening cracking sound. He dusted himself off again satisfied when Trunks body slummed to the ground. / And that was for such a bitch the first time I met you /
/Lovely...now how is he going to take me out? / Pan stared at him in shock. He was no human...not a normal one anyway...
/Don't worry, I held back...he'll come around in a few minuets. / Angel nodded to her then disappeared into the house. / By the way, you look real nice. Love the shirt...let's look into that later, ne? /
"Damn! Trunks...Trunks! Wake up." Goten shook his friend trying to get some type of reaction from him. He'd never make fun of that guy again.
/ That was cute, thanks anyway. Pervert. / She shook her head, smiling. Angel never ceased to amaze her. Just when she thought she had figured him out he popped up with something new...
Topazia: Ok...I know that was kinda short, but I'm going to have to leave it there for a while. I got to go to bed, plus I need to start working on the rest. There's no grantee that I can update this week, (I got band practice and exams..x.x') but who knows, maybe I'll get lucky!
Topazia: Glad you like my story! ^^ * Dusts her hands off and kicks a metal baseball bat under her bed* wonder how that got there...? *innocent look*
Angel: *glares* I wonder too.
Topazia: On with the story! Oh and to answer your review Angelbabe14 I'm a fan of T/P fics too. There's just so many! ^^ And as far as Pan ending up with Angel, that does sound like fun and I am leaning towards it, but we'll just see when we get to it.
Chapter 10
He stopped after a while hovering in air for a bit before descending. The air was thick with warmth and moisture; they were in a tropical region. Looking around she noticed a fairly large lake surrounded by thick a forest of plants she'd never seen before. "If you're thinking of dropping me I'll just come back up wanting to kick your ass." She stated looking down. The water was clear, very, inhabited by hundreds of fish that appeared in many shapes, sizes, and colors.
Angel laughed softly and shook his head. "Actually, I had no intention of dropping you, but if you want it can be arranged." He smirked.
Pan clung to him a glare fixed on her face. Hadn't she played in the water enough for one night? "Then what did you want?"
Angel lowered himself some more until his feet touched the water's surface, creating small ripples. " I wanted to see..." He replied, receiving an arched eyebrow from Pan. "I want to see you dance." He set her down and she looked up at him curiously. Here we go again. Dancing wasn't one of her strong points. Angel took her hand and twirled her, sending a spiral of ripples flowing outwards.
"Angel...? I can't dance." she mumbled uncertainly. What the hell? Why did he want to see her dance? Confusion city...
He grinned at her again. She made some of the funniest faces. "Come on! You mean you've never danced on water before?"
"Well with who? My grandpa?" She snapped back. Grandpa dancing? Ha! That was funny. He had two left feet; even Grandma gave up on trying to teach him after a while.
He twirled her again and brought her back, smiling to himself when she unconsciously began following his graceful waltz like movements. "It's a start."
"Ha ha.that was funny, grandpa couldn't dance his way out of a paper bag or walk for a good fifteen minuets without falling over something." Her hand firmly clasped in his she forced him back a little to change the direction, her hips swinging to her own silent melody.
"Well fine, what about your father?" he noticed that the more this continued the more she speed up, which was fine. She was getting used to it.
"That's just scary." She replied switching directions once again.
"Oh really, I thought you were daddy's little girl?" he taunted pressing into her, their faces only inches apart.
"Yeah right...keep on thinking that." She muttered as she was twirled again, a smile on her face.
"Pan...?"
"What?" Angel managed to slow her down finishing with a dip. "You're a pretty good dancer." He said grinning as she let her back up.
"Yeah, I'm a...pretty good..." Pan's eyes widened with shock as she realized what just happened. Ok, she was in the middle of a lake in the middle of the night dancing on water with Angel. What the hell? She let out a small squeal at her realization, losing her concentration and plummeted into the cold tropical water.
*~*~*~*~*~
Pan woke up in her bed the next morning; well she thought it was morning, to a strange whooshing sound. Stretching her got up from her warm bed and walked to the balcony to investigate. What she saw shocked her beyond belief Angel was.sparring? Since when? He moved fast for a human, his moves were swift and graceful. He was wearing black jogging pants with a white strip that ran along the leg and a white sleeveless shirt. Goten waved walking over to him, his standard grin plastered on his face. She watched as Angel stopped to greet his visitor and then as Goten called over his shoulder. Angel tensed slightly. It was Trunks Goten had called. Wait, what was he doing there? It was only...she looked around frantically for a clock, 4:45! Shit! Trunks she forgot! Rushing to her closet she dug through it until she found her outfit. She still had a shower to take and her hair.
Pan emerged from her house and walked up to the guys, wanting in on whatever was going on. "Hey guys, what's up?"
Goten laughed turning towards her. "Oh nothing.just trying to get buddy boy over here to spar and...whoa." Pan grinned, well, it was obvious from the stares and attention she now got that her outfit was liked, a lot. Maybe it was her shirt...It was black, a color that she thought looked very good on her. On the front the words ' too hot to handle' were printed and on the back finished with 'too cold 2 hold.' She wore a leather skirt that had two small chains sloping down in front for a belt, curtsey of one of Bra's shopping sprees. As expected of anything bought by Bra it had three inch splits on both sides. Half of her hair was held up in a bun, two silver chopsticks with spiraled tips helped hold it in place. The rest of the hair not tied up was left alone to fall freely ending with their usual soft curls. Make up wasn't her thing but had Bra been there she would have had one hell of a time finding herself in a mirror. The most she had on was red lipstick, she had black, but she really wasn't in the mood for scaring people today.
"Hm...sounds like fun...go ahead Angel, fight." Pan cheered, receiving a glare in return. She knew he would probably get revenge for that later but in the mean time what was he going to do? She winked at him playfully.
"He's not going to do it.I'll fight you Goten." Trunks replied.
"You're both wrong! Angel can beat both of you." Pan said suddenly. Trunks and Goten looked at her before cracking up with laughter.
Pan glared at Angel, who looked back innocently. "You know you could.why don't you?"
"I have my reasons." He shrugged in reply. He shouldn't have to fight if he didn't want to; besides, he had better things to do.
Trunks reached out suddenly punching him in the face. Angel cringed falling backwards onto the ground. Pan gasped softly then turned to glare at the attacker. "Trunks! What the hell are you doing?" Angel flipped back onto his feet and dusted himself off. Sure, it was a cheap move and it really pissed him off but he'd handle it in a civilized manor. Angel phased away reappearing in front of Trunks and kneeing him in the stomach. He doubled over, holding his side out of reflex and Angel to the time to spin kick his ass in the head, which connected with a sickening cracking sound. He dusted himself off again satisfied when Trunks body slummed to the ground. / And that was for such a bitch the first time I met you /
/Lovely...now how is he going to take me out? / Pan stared at him in shock. He was no human...not a normal one anyway...
/Don't worry, I held back...he'll come around in a few minuets. / Angel nodded to her then disappeared into the house. / By the way, you look real nice. Love the shirt...let's look into that later, ne? /
"Damn! Trunks...Trunks! Wake up." Goten shook his friend trying to get some type of reaction from him. He'd never make fun of that guy again.
/ That was cute, thanks anyway. Pervert. / She shook her head, smiling. Angel never ceased to amaze her. Just when she thought she had figured him out he popped up with something new...
Topazia: Ok...I know that was kinda short, but I'm going to have to leave it there for a while. I got to go to bed, plus I need to start working on the rest. There's no grantee that I can update this week, (I got band practice and exams..x.x') but who knows, maybe I'll get lucky!