Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ...just thought I'd mention that. Character Melissa is copywrited to me, Melissa. Halo and Paraffmon are copywrited to Halo...DO NOT USE THEM!!!!! Here is the legend...
'.......' Means someone is thinking
[.......] Authors notes
Nightmares and Fears- Chapter 3
Trunks and Seventeen sat downstairs with Paraffmon, waiting for Halo, Melissa, and Eighteen to get ready.
"Why can't I go?" Paraffmon pouted, casting an angry glare over at Trunks. Trunks sweat-dropped.
"Paraffmon, I told you ... they don't allow digimon in the restaurant we're going to." he said. Paraffmon pouted some more, then shouted,
"What do they have against digimon? What did we ever do to them?" Trunks was about to answer her, when they heard a burst of squeals and laughter coming from upstairs.
"I wonder what's going on up there." Seventeen said, looking at up the ceiling. Trunks shrugged.
"We'll never know." he said.
Eventually, Paraffmon took her pouting to another room, leaving Trunks and Seventeen to wait for the girls. Trunks looked at his watch.
"What on earth is taking them so long?" he said. No sooner had he said that, a voice called from up stairs.
"Ok, we're ready." Halo yelled.
"Finally." Seventeen said.
Suddenly music came blaring from upstairs. It was the song 'I'm Too Sexy' by Right Said Fred. When the song came on, Halo came down the stairs dancing to the beat. When she got to the bottom, she smiled and did a little twirl so Trunks and Seventeen could see her outfit. A moment later, Eighteen came down and did the same thing.
Trunks and Seventeen smiled, enjoying the little fashion show. They waited a moment, but Melissa never came down. They waited. When the song ended, Melissa still had not come down. Eighteen looked up the stairs annoyed.
"Melissa, get your beautiful bod down here now." Halo called.
"I'm not coming down." Melissa's voice yelled from upstairs.
"Why on earth now?" Eighteen demanded.
"I look ridiculous!" Melissa's voice squeaked in response. Eighteen and Halo looked at each other.
"No you don't," Halo called up, "you look sexy."
"Do I have to come up there and get you?" Eighteen threatened playfully. There was a few moments of silence.
"Come on.: Seventeen yelled encouragingly.
"Let's see that pretty face." Trunks called. There was another moment of silence. They then heard the soft creaking of the stairs as Melissa slowly came down. When she came into view, Trunks' and Seventeen's jaws dropped.
When she came to the last step, Melissa looked up to see Trunks and Seventeen's jaws open. She smiled shyly.
She was wearing the red dress she had chosen. On her ears were ruby earrings that matched the heart shaped ruby necklace around her neck.
Eighteen had done a wonderful job with Melissa's hair and make-up. Her hair was curled into millions of tiny ringlets atop her head held together with hidden bobby pins. Studded through out the mass of ringlets were tiny diamond like jewel clips that sparkled in the light.
Melissa's make-up was truly impeccable. Her lips matched her dress and looked fuller. The black eye shadow around her eyes didn't make them look small, as most people say, but was applied so professionally that it actually made them look bigger.
Trunks and Seventeen started at Melissa, making her feel self-conscious.
"Would someone please say something." she pleaded. Trunks got a hold of his senses and smiled.
"You look great. Very pretty. Doesn't she Seventeen?" he asked, looking at Seventeen. Seventeen just stood there gaping. Trunks elbowed him in the side.
"Oh...uh...yeah. You look...great." Seventeen said, a huge smile on his face as he looked Melissa up and down. Melissa looked down at the floor, her skin turning as red as her dress.
"Well then," Trunks said, walking over so Halo could take his arm, "shall we be off?" Everyone nodded. Eighteen went and took one of Seventeen's arms. Seventeen held his other arm out to Melissa. She looked at him suspiciously for a moment, then reluctantly took his arm. The three of them followed Trunks and Halo outside.
"Uh, Trunks," Eighteen started, "how are we getting to the restaurant?"
"Just be patient. you'll see." Trunks replied. A moment later, a white limo turned the corner.
"A limo?" Melissa cried gleefully, "I've always wanted to ride in a limo."
Trunks looked at Melissa and smiled.
"Actually, it was Seventeen's idea." he said. Melissa looked up at Seventeen. He smiled kawaiily. She then smiled as well, catching him off guard.
"Good idea." she said.
"Well, I thought you would like it."
"Come on," Halo begged, "I'm hungry. Get in the car, let's go."
The restaurant they went to was really fancy. When they walked in, the matre'd checked their names and took them to their seats.
"This place is wonderful." Melissa breathed as she looked around.
"Look Trunks, a dance floor." Halo squealed, tugging at Trunks' arm.
"We'll got for a dance after we eat." Trunks assured her. Just then the waiter came with the menu's. Trunks and Halo knew exactly what they wanted, which was pretty much everything on the menu, which was what they ordered. He looked rather stupefied as he turned to Melissa. She looked over the menu.
"I'll have the chicken caesar salad, extra croutons, hold the parmesan, with a twist of lemon," she said, handing back the menu, "and a glass of water."
"I'll have the same," Eighteen said, "Only with a glass of whit wine, sweet, extra bubbly." The waiter turned to Seventeen who was still looking over the menu.
"I'll have...the seven ounce t-bone steak, medium rare, with a garden salad on the side, and a glass of be..." Seventeen looked at Melissa as he was about to say beer, but changed his mind. "A glass of red wine please." he finished, handing back his menu. He looked at Melissa and smiled. She cast her gaze to her lap.
When their food finally came, Trunks and Halo dug right in. Melissa and Eighteen took their time, Seventeen somewhere in between.
When they had finished eating, they sat back and talked, except Melissa. She quietly sat there moving what she was too full to have eaten around her plate. Seventeen noticed this and leaned over to her.
"Hey, are you ok?" he whispered.
"I'm fine." Melissa replied, still looking down at her plate. "Why?"
Seventeen shrugged his shoulders. "I'm just wondering. You look a little distant. Are you sure you're alright?" he asked.
Melissa turned to him, staring blankly at him. "I'm fine. Please, just stop asking." she said, and went back to forking food around her plate.
A moment later a slow song came on.
"Trunks, let's dance." Halo said and grabbed Trunks by the arm, dragging him out to the dance floor.
Seventeen looked at Melissa, still playing with her food. He then felt a sharp kick in his shin. He cringed at the slight pain and looked up at Eighteen. She had an annoyed look on her face.
"Ask her." she mouthed, and kicked him again. Seventeen cast her a dirty glare, and turned back to Melissa. She continued to play with the wilting lettuce leaves.
Melissa looked up to see Seventeen looking at her, making her self-conscious. "What," she said, bringing her hand up to her face, "is something wrong?"
"Oh, no. Nothing is wrong," Seventeen said, "I was just wondering if you wanted to dance."
Melissa's fork dropped to the plate. She stared at him a moment. That wasn't something she had been expecting.
"Uhhh...I don't know..." she said, uncertainty in her voice.
"Come on Melissa. A dance would never hurt." Eighteen said encouragingly. Melissa looked from Eighteen to Seventeen. Seventeen smiled a small smile.
"Yeah, sure." Melissa said standing up. Seventeen stood up with her and they walked to the dance floor. By then the song that was on had ended, but another had started.
As Seventeen danced with Melissa, he turned to see Trunks giving him the thumbs up sign, and then turn away as he danced with Halo.
As they danced, Seventeen heard Melissa sigh. He looked down at her.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
Melissa looked up at him, then down at the ground and scowled. "Nothing." she muttered.
Seventeen tilted her head to look at him. "What's wrong Melissa? I know there's something wrong. Please, tell me." he begged her.
Melissa looked away. "It's nothing, really," she said, "I'm tired. I haven't gotten much sleep and I haven't been feeling well lately."
Sympathetic, Seventeen wrapped her in a hug. Melissa tensed when he did so, and pulled away a little.
"Can we go please?" she asked. Seventeen looked around to see Trunks and Halo go back to the table. He looked back at Melissa and nodded. He then took her hand and walked to the table.
"Guys, I think we should go. Melissa's not feeling well." Seventeen said. Eighteen, Trunks, and Halo looked at Melissa. She gave them an apologetic look.
"Actually," Trunks spoke up, "Halo and I were thinking about leaving too. What about you Eighteen?"
Eighteen looked around. "I think I'll stay here, see if I can pick up a couple guys." she said, a sly smile on her face. "If I come back late, I'll try not to wake anyone."
Trunks and Halo nodded, and they left with Seventeen and Melissa.
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[ Chapter 3. Please review.]
'.......' Means someone is thinking
[.......] Authors notes
Nightmares and Fears- Chapter 3
Trunks and Seventeen sat downstairs with Paraffmon, waiting for Halo, Melissa, and Eighteen to get ready.
"Why can't I go?" Paraffmon pouted, casting an angry glare over at Trunks. Trunks sweat-dropped.
"Paraffmon, I told you ... they don't allow digimon in the restaurant we're going to." he said. Paraffmon pouted some more, then shouted,
"What do they have against digimon? What did we ever do to them?" Trunks was about to answer her, when they heard a burst of squeals and laughter coming from upstairs.
"I wonder what's going on up there." Seventeen said, looking at up the ceiling. Trunks shrugged.
"We'll never know." he said.
Eventually, Paraffmon took her pouting to another room, leaving Trunks and Seventeen to wait for the girls. Trunks looked at his watch.
"What on earth is taking them so long?" he said. No sooner had he said that, a voice called from up stairs.
"Ok, we're ready." Halo yelled.
"Finally." Seventeen said.
Suddenly music came blaring from upstairs. It was the song 'I'm Too Sexy' by Right Said Fred. When the song came on, Halo came down the stairs dancing to the beat. When she got to the bottom, she smiled and did a little twirl so Trunks and Seventeen could see her outfit. A moment later, Eighteen came down and did the same thing.
Trunks and Seventeen smiled, enjoying the little fashion show. They waited a moment, but Melissa never came down. They waited. When the song ended, Melissa still had not come down. Eighteen looked up the stairs annoyed.
"Melissa, get your beautiful bod down here now." Halo called.
"I'm not coming down." Melissa's voice yelled from upstairs.
"Why on earth now?" Eighteen demanded.
"I look ridiculous!" Melissa's voice squeaked in response. Eighteen and Halo looked at each other.
"No you don't," Halo called up, "you look sexy."
"Do I have to come up there and get you?" Eighteen threatened playfully. There was a few moments of silence.
"Come on.: Seventeen yelled encouragingly.
"Let's see that pretty face." Trunks called. There was another moment of silence. They then heard the soft creaking of the stairs as Melissa slowly came down. When she came into view, Trunks' and Seventeen's jaws dropped.
When she came to the last step, Melissa looked up to see Trunks and Seventeen's jaws open. She smiled shyly.
She was wearing the red dress she had chosen. On her ears were ruby earrings that matched the heart shaped ruby necklace around her neck.
Eighteen had done a wonderful job with Melissa's hair and make-up. Her hair was curled into millions of tiny ringlets atop her head held together with hidden bobby pins. Studded through out the mass of ringlets were tiny diamond like jewel clips that sparkled in the light.
Melissa's make-up was truly impeccable. Her lips matched her dress and looked fuller. The black eye shadow around her eyes didn't make them look small, as most people say, but was applied so professionally that it actually made them look bigger.
Trunks and Seventeen started at Melissa, making her feel self-conscious.
"Would someone please say something." she pleaded. Trunks got a hold of his senses and smiled.
"You look great. Very pretty. Doesn't she Seventeen?" he asked, looking at Seventeen. Seventeen just stood there gaping. Trunks elbowed him in the side.
"Oh...uh...yeah. You look...great." Seventeen said, a huge smile on his face as he looked Melissa up and down. Melissa looked down at the floor, her skin turning as red as her dress.
"Well then," Trunks said, walking over so Halo could take his arm, "shall we be off?" Everyone nodded. Eighteen went and took one of Seventeen's arms. Seventeen held his other arm out to Melissa. She looked at him suspiciously for a moment, then reluctantly took his arm. The three of them followed Trunks and Halo outside.
"Uh, Trunks," Eighteen started, "how are we getting to the restaurant?"
"Just be patient. you'll see." Trunks replied. A moment later, a white limo turned the corner.
"A limo?" Melissa cried gleefully, "I've always wanted to ride in a limo."
Trunks looked at Melissa and smiled.
"Actually, it was Seventeen's idea." he said. Melissa looked up at Seventeen. He smiled kawaiily. She then smiled as well, catching him off guard.
"Good idea." she said.
"Well, I thought you would like it."
"Come on," Halo begged, "I'm hungry. Get in the car, let's go."
The restaurant they went to was really fancy. When they walked in, the matre'd checked their names and took them to their seats.
"This place is wonderful." Melissa breathed as she looked around.
"Look Trunks, a dance floor." Halo squealed, tugging at Trunks' arm.
"We'll got for a dance after we eat." Trunks assured her. Just then the waiter came with the menu's. Trunks and Halo knew exactly what they wanted, which was pretty much everything on the menu, which was what they ordered. He looked rather stupefied as he turned to Melissa. She looked over the menu.
"I'll have the chicken caesar salad, extra croutons, hold the parmesan, with a twist of lemon," she said, handing back the menu, "and a glass of water."
"I'll have the same," Eighteen said, "Only with a glass of whit wine, sweet, extra bubbly." The waiter turned to Seventeen who was still looking over the menu.
"I'll have...the seven ounce t-bone steak, medium rare, with a garden salad on the side, and a glass of be..." Seventeen looked at Melissa as he was about to say beer, but changed his mind. "A glass of red wine please." he finished, handing back his menu. He looked at Melissa and smiled. She cast her gaze to her lap.
When their food finally came, Trunks and Halo dug right in. Melissa and Eighteen took their time, Seventeen somewhere in between.
When they had finished eating, they sat back and talked, except Melissa. She quietly sat there moving what she was too full to have eaten around her plate. Seventeen noticed this and leaned over to her.
"Hey, are you ok?" he whispered.
"I'm fine." Melissa replied, still looking down at her plate. "Why?"
Seventeen shrugged his shoulders. "I'm just wondering. You look a little distant. Are you sure you're alright?" he asked.
Melissa turned to him, staring blankly at him. "I'm fine. Please, just stop asking." she said, and went back to forking food around her plate.
A moment later a slow song came on.
"Trunks, let's dance." Halo said and grabbed Trunks by the arm, dragging him out to the dance floor.
Seventeen looked at Melissa, still playing with her food. He then felt a sharp kick in his shin. He cringed at the slight pain and looked up at Eighteen. She had an annoyed look on her face.
"Ask her." she mouthed, and kicked him again. Seventeen cast her a dirty glare, and turned back to Melissa. She continued to play with the wilting lettuce leaves.
Melissa looked up to see Seventeen looking at her, making her self-conscious. "What," she said, bringing her hand up to her face, "is something wrong?"
"Oh, no. Nothing is wrong," Seventeen said, "I was just wondering if you wanted to dance."
Melissa's fork dropped to the plate. She stared at him a moment. That wasn't something she had been expecting.
"Uhhh...I don't know..." she said, uncertainty in her voice.
"Come on Melissa. A dance would never hurt." Eighteen said encouragingly. Melissa looked from Eighteen to Seventeen. Seventeen smiled a small smile.
"Yeah, sure." Melissa said standing up. Seventeen stood up with her and they walked to the dance floor. By then the song that was on had ended, but another had started.
As Seventeen danced with Melissa, he turned to see Trunks giving him the thumbs up sign, and then turn away as he danced with Halo.
As they danced, Seventeen heard Melissa sigh. He looked down at her.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
Melissa looked up at him, then down at the ground and scowled. "Nothing." she muttered.
Seventeen tilted her head to look at him. "What's wrong Melissa? I know there's something wrong. Please, tell me." he begged her.
Melissa looked away. "It's nothing, really," she said, "I'm tired. I haven't gotten much sleep and I haven't been feeling well lately."
Sympathetic, Seventeen wrapped her in a hug. Melissa tensed when he did so, and pulled away a little.
"Can we go please?" she asked. Seventeen looked around to see Trunks and Halo go back to the table. He looked back at Melissa and nodded. He then took her hand and walked to the table.
"Guys, I think we should go. Melissa's not feeling well." Seventeen said. Eighteen, Trunks, and Halo looked at Melissa. She gave them an apologetic look.
"Actually," Trunks spoke up, "Halo and I were thinking about leaving too. What about you Eighteen?"
Eighteen looked around. "I think I'll stay here, see if I can pick up a couple guys." she said, a sly smile on her face. "If I come back late, I'll try not to wake anyone."
Trunks and Halo nodded, and they left with Seventeen and Melissa.
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[ Chapter 3. Please review.]
