A/N: Again, I have been taking my time to update because I have had the flu. But now I'm feeling better, I can continue to update quickly. So here is the next chapter.
Oh, and I don't own Dissolved girl by Massive attack either.
The night of the dance was one I would remember for the rest of my life. Most likely because it started off on a very strange level when Marron called. Trunks answered the phone and I stood nearby, listening to the conversation with interest before he dropped the phone again.
"What was all that about?" I questioned from the doorframe.
"Marron's not going to the dance with me anymore." Trunks said with a shrug. "She's going to visit Goten."
"Goten?" I asked aloud in disbelief.. "What....why?"
"Because she's in love with him." Trunks grinned. "At least that's what she said. So it looks like I'm going to be a serious loner tonight."
"You have to be kidding me." I said, changing to a high-pitched imitation of 'the common teenager'. "With the attire you have selected for tonight, I doubt that you'll be left alone for long."
To my pure disgust, Trunks had decided he wanted to expose as much skin as possible in the area above his waist, wearing a black, close fitting tank top that would have better suited a session of combat training with Vegeta. To accompany this, he had chosen a pair of black jeans and left his hair looking disheveled. It amazed me that some girls would think that Trunks looked most attractive when he decided to turn up to a social event looking as if he had only just woken up.
Some may have thought that, in the outfit I had worn to my brother's birthday party, I looked attractive. I would prefer to say I looked decent, this time choosing to style my hair up instead of simply having it out and cascading down my shoulders and wearing less makeup than before much to Bulma's protest.
"You both look so....beautiful!" Bulma cried shrilly as she snapped a few photos of my brother and I while Vegeta watched in obvious boredom. "Now, Trunks has already told me Marron isn't coming. Bra, does Uub have a way to get to the dance?"
At this comment, Vegeta rose his head and unfolded his arms, giving my mother and I an equally stern look. Bulma smiled sweetly upon her husband, mouthing we'll talk later in his general direction.
"No. Uub and I planned to meet at the school." I said in a voice of irritable uncertainty, remembering that Bulma had promised not to bring Uub up with Vegeta and wondering what he planned to do about it. "So we can go whenever you're ready, Mum."
"Ok then!" Bulma cried happily, snatching up her car keys. "I'll be back in a while, Vegeta."
Vegeta only grunted, finding his shoes much more exciting than what was going on in the room at the time. Bulma literally marched Trunks and I outside and into the back seat of a capsule car, climbing into the front seat and slamming the door behind her.
"I'm so EXCITED!" Bulma exclaimed, driving rather speedily in my opinion. "Little Bra is going on her very first DATE!"
When Bulma spoke in capitols, it often meant trouble. She slammed her foot onto the peddle and sped towards the school well above the speed limit. Not wanting to disrupt her hysterical moment and figuring the police would be able to do that for her anyway, I focused all my energy on trying not to vomit as Bulma swerved through the oncoming traffic, finally screeching to a halt outside the school.
"Do you want me to come in with you?" Bulma questioned, turning to face us in the front seat. After carefully examining Bulma in her grey tracksuit pants and faded shirt, I exchanged a glance with Trunks who's facial featured showed the same thoughts were weaving through his mind at the moment. We both firmly shook our heads.
"Have fun then!" Bulma waved us out of the car and sped away happily. Almost at once, Trunks was greeted by an oncoming car containing Josh and his date.
I backed away, moving towards the school hall where the dance was to be held, running into both Lucas and Mez on the way, who had chosen to go together. To my relief, neither had decided to wear a garbage bag tapped around their but. Instead, they both wore black leather fitted closely to their bodies, the only difference between their attires were their shirts, Mez in a tank and Lucas in a tight fitting skive.
Even if they weren't as formally dressed as me, Lucas and Mez did appear much more attractive than normal. Mez had untied the braids that held her hair in place usually and let the crinkled black strands fall down her back, the leather hiding her muscular feminine figure.
Lucas had replaced his glasses with contacts so his often unnoticed chestnut brown eyes sparkled to life in a dazzling display that I knew would capture the hearts of Marron's posy. Using large amounts of gel, he had flattened his mousy fringe over his pimpled forehead and the leather succeeded in making him much less scrawny.
"Look who decided to be elegant." Mez joked mockfully. "Why the hell did you decide to wear that?"
"Blame my mother." I scathed, following both into the hall. It was richly decorated, as it was last year and swarming with teenagers from all grades in similar outfits to my own and the atmosphere was the same to that of my brother's party.
I scanned the crowds for a familiar face, a streak out black and red caught my attention quickly, although eventually I came to realize that Uub was not yet here. Turning back to the two leather clad figures, I raised an eyebrow to ask the obvious question.
"He lives far away." Lucas comforted. "Don't worry, he said he'd turn up."
"Uub isn't the most reliable living organism on this planet." I reasoned, casting dark looks upon two older students showing obvious displays of affection. Noticing a table of food, I attempted to calm my nerves in a very Sayian-like fashion. Still uncertain by Uub's lack of presence, I hardly noticed Anna barge into me fiercely until she noticed me and tapped my shoulder.
"Where's Goten?" She asked, swishing the skirt of her salmon pink dress.
"Where's Eliza?" I questioned in reply, surprised that Anna was actually without her for once.
Anna only sighed exhaustedly in reply and stalked away through the crowd. After laughing at her back as she scurried through the crowd, I went to find Mez again.
"Maryellen Zoƫ," I muttered in a low voice so only she could hear, putting on my best imitation of a wealthy dowager. "What is the current location of your dear, dear friend Eliza?"
"What did I tell you about that name?" Mez scowled menacingly. Glancing into the inflamed eyes of the leather clad figure, I only pulled a face and her anger changed to sadness abruptly. "I told Eliza's parents about her drug addiction today. I haven't told Anna's but they'll find out from Eliza's parents soon enough. That's probably why she hasn't turned up yet."
"It was for their health." I said, placing a hand on her shoulder comfortingly. "As I predicted before, I'm sure Eliza will tell them about her, as you said, issues. Her parents will stop placing so much stress on her, send her to therapy, and before too long, she'll be back to her usual, ugly, bullying self."
Mez grinned briefly before Lucas approached us and interrupted, dragging someone else with him. Uub, dressed as usual but never looking better as he smiled upon seeing me; a smile I returned freely.
"I thought you wouldn't be coming." I smirked.
"You would have murdered me if I didn't turn up." Uub mumbled faintly, but loud enough to hear over the pounding music playing from the hired DJ.
"Are we going to dance or just stand around for the next three hours?" Asked Mez, who, unlike the rest of us, was much more used to this sort of activity.
"I'd actually prefer to just stand around." Mumbled Lucas, shifting around in a slightly uncomfortable fashion.
"I wouldn't." Was Mez's only reply as she snatched her date by the arm and dragged the poor, lanky teenager onto the dance floor.
After exchanging a laugh with Uub at Lucas's terrified face as he was pulled around by Mez, I leaned against the wall with him standing close beside me, each of us unsure of what to do. Eventually, Trunks managed to pry himself away from the roaming eyes of every girl in the complex and took to my side.
"You know," He whispered to the two of us. "You may as well just go home and stare around the room aimlessly there."
"The scenery is better here." I replied sarcastically. "What could be better than spending the entire night staring aimlessly around at a adult supervised adolescent party?"
Sighing, Trunks snatched my unsuspecting hand with his own, using his other to tug Uub and literally dragged both of us into the middle of the clustered group of dancers (And those who weren't just dancing). Putting our hands together, he gave me a wink and darted away before another crazed teenager jumped on him, ignoring the look of utter loathing and hatred I was casting upon him.
"What's wrong?" Uub asked as an older student barged into him, knocking him forward slightly.
"Utter loathing and hatred." I replied darkly, helping him regain his composure. "I guess we shouldn't worry about that now...."
We stood stiffly for a moment, against the others dancing without a single care for their reputation. Eventually, we realized that if we wanted to survive, we would need to move in order to avoid contact with any of the others. By the time Massive Attack's Dissolved girlwas playing, our dodging movements had somehow transformed into dancing.
I never thought I could actually enjoy modern music, which seemed to only ever infuriate me with every repetitive beat. However, I made a small exception for this song merely because it managed to fit the moment perfectly. It's lyrics will be something I remember forever....
Shame,
such a shame
I think I kind of lost myself again
Day,
yesterday
Really should be leaving but I stay
Say, say my
name
I need a little love to ease the pain
I need a little love
to ease the pain
It's easy to remember when it came
'Cause
it feels like I've been
I've been here before
You are not my
savoir
But I still don't go
Feels like something
That
I've done before
I could fake it
But I still want more
Fade,
made to fade
Passion's overrated anyway
Say, say my name
I
need a little love to ease the pain
I need a little love to ease
the pain
It's easy to remember when it came
'Cause it feels
like I've been
I've been here before
You are not my savoir
But
I still don't go, oh
I feel live something
That I've done
before
I could fake it
But I still want more, oh.
The song was the last to be played, and I found it hard to believe I was actually depressed to see the end of what had been a good night. Uub hadn't been the perfect dancing companion, the food was as terrible as ever, and the company I had been in wasn't at all desirable. So how had I been able to enjoy myself?
I knew the answer when I looked into Uub's eyes. Large, chocolate brown eyes that shimmered with life under the strong lights glittering above us. He wasn't the attractive, intelligent older boyfriend Bulma had wanted for me. He certainly wasn't the boyfriend Vegeta wanted me to have (Although that was mainly because Vegeta didn't want me to have a boyfriend at all). But he was all I wanted. All I ever would want....
"Bra?" Uub whispered as he followed me outside the hall after the last dance.
"Hmm?" I replied airily, staring into the face of the glossy silver moon, framed with glittering stars.
"This was almost the best night of my life." He stated, focusing on a tree across the school grounds.
"Almost?" I grinned, meeting his eyes with my own.
Nearly a second after the words left my lips, he leaned forward and locked me in a deep kiss, which I returned with the same intensity. It was our strongest kiss so far, and I enjoyed every moment of it.
"Now it is." Uub smirked, pulling away from me, his eyes glinting almost evilly.
