Chapter 6

"Presenting Prince Trunks and Lady Pan, Princess Bra and Sir Goten!"

"He he, he thinks I'm a lord" Goten giggled, as the doors opened to them

"Shut up and smile" Bra warned, a large grin placed on her face

The room went silent, all heads turned to the entrance where the two couple were making their way down the stairs. Pan gulped, looking at the hundreds of eyes on them, feeling a swell of nervous bottle up in her stomach

"You ok?" Trunks whispered, looking down concerned on her

She smiled, reassuringly at him "I'm fine, just…a little nervous"

"Don't worry" Trunks replied, waving to a few people "In a few minutes, the music will start and everyone will dance, leaving us alone"

"Promise?" She asked, as they walked down the middle to the thrones at the top

"Promise" He replied, with a grin

"Trunks! Pan!" Bulma smiled, hugging them as they sat down "And Bra and Goten. So glad you came"

"Hello mother" Trunks replied, kissing his mother's cheek "You can start the ball now"

"Let the dance begin!" Bulma yelled to the crowd. The orchestra started and the couples flooded to the centre of the room "You're late" Bulma frowned, sitting down

"Sorry" Trunks said, sheepishly "But have you ever tried putting on a bow tie? Take ages"

"Excuses" Bulma replied, dismissingly "You don't want to be suck with me! Go! Dance!"

"May I have this dance?" Trunks grinned, holding out his hand

"How could I say no?" Pan said, taking his hand and letting him lead her to the dance floor

"Prince Trunks!" Someone interrupted, as the two dance. Pushing Pan out the way, the person took her place, waltzing around the room "How nice it is to see you!"

"Princess…Marron!" Trunks replied, looking down at the woman "How are you?"

"Just dandy, Trunks" The princess replied with a giggle.

Pan, having been knocked out of the dance floor, returned to her throne chair after retrieving a glass of wine from a passing waiter

"Again?"

"Yep" Pan growled, sipping at the glass "This is the 20th time this has happened this evening"

"You can't really blame Trunks, dear" Bulma replied, watching her son on the dance floor "Its not like he wants them to-"

"He doesn't even give me a second glance!" Pan continued, frowning at Trunks "Not an apology, nothing! And he doesn't have to dance with them! He could politely refuse"

"Pan…" Bulma warned, quickly

"I'm sorry, you're highness" Pan stated, quickly "You don't want to hear this" Bowing to Bulma, Pan left her seat, disappearing in the crowd of people

"Mother, have you seen Pan anywhere?" Trunks asked, emerging at the seat next to her

"She went off somewhere" Bulma replied, with a frown "Why don't you go dance with some more princess and continue to ignore her?"

"Mother" He warned with a slight growl "Its not like that and you know it"

"Does Pan?" She asked, innocently. Smacking himself on the forehead, he ran from his seat to look for Pan…

"Stupid Princes and their stupid actions…duty my foot" She muttered, staring at the scenery from the balcony, sipping at her glass occasionally "Well Pan, this is what you get for hoping to be seen as something other than his friend. I knew I shouldn't have come here in the first place…I don't belong here"

"Pan?" Trunks called out, softly, slowly walking towards her "Are you…alright"

"Peachy Trunks" She replied, sarcastically "So why don't to go and dance with someone other than me? I think I saw some whores looking for a good time"

"You don't understand" He started, but she cut him off, turning around to face him

"Oh, I understand" She frowned, placing her glass to one side "You thought that by bringing me as a friend, that you could ignore me while going off and flirting with other people, thinking I wouldn't mind because I don't love you or anything! But you're wrong Trunks because I l-" She stopped, looking away in embarrassment

"Yess…" He urged, trying to get her to continue

"Nothing just…forget I said anything" She turning back around "Go dance with you're whores"

"No Pan, not until you finish what you were saying" He said, trying to turn her to look at him

"I said forget about it" She frowned, looking away

"No Pan" Trunks said, pulling her chin towards him

"Trunks…" She pleaded, trying to get him to let her go

"Finish your sentence Pan" He said, determined

"Because I…love you" She whispered, bowing her head

"You love me?" He asked, pulling her chin up to meet her gaze

She nodded, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. With a smile, he brushed them away and leaned down to kiss her.

And just before his lips touched her's, he returned the 3 words she said to him, whispering them before capturing her lips in a sweet kiss.


Ok, a quick note

In the responce to a review about "table's laughing" in chapter 3, I meant the people AT the table. Sorry if it wasn't clear enough

Another thing. I'm very sorry that most of this story is in fact speaking. I'm not very good at sappy romance stories. If any of you have read my other story, most have a sad ending, so this is kind of a new thing to me.

So I apologize. If you want to knowwhyI'm doing romance stories, blame...i suppose youcould call her a fan. SSJ5Tigger, a friend of mine on here, said, and i quote,

"Dude, you really gotta stop depressing people! As much as I love ya work, let some sunshine into it! Come on! Get with the happy"

Unquote. And why did i listen to her? Well, she puts up with my sht all the time and listens to me so its the least i can do.