Ren: This is one of my favorite pairings in DBZ ^_^, enjoy.
Summary: Pan and two of her friends are in Algebra class. It's a usual day, which is boring, so what can they do to pass the time? *One-shot* the characters may be a bit OOC, sorry, and they are all in eleventh grade together. There isn't a lot of reference to Saiyans or the regular series, but it isn't A/U.
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ/GT or anything related to it, unfortunately, though I wish I did. What a wonderful world it would be if I did. I'm not that imaginative to come up with an anime this awesome, sorry -_-.
Notes:
Written notes
"Talking"
Thinking
Yup, I think that's it.
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Notes
The sun glared maliciously on the spring afternoon, or at least, that's how Son Pan perceived it. She was stuck in high school. As a junior, she had to endure the worst class of them all, Algebra 2. It was a cruel form of torture her parents inflicted upon her!
Pan, unlike her father Gohan, did not inherit the love for academics. She, like her mother Videl, loved to fight and perform martial arts.
To her, school was a waste of time, especially the Orange Star High School. The OSHS still stood and was fully functional after Buu and Baby threatened the existence of Earth. It also bothered her that her father or mother could have been sitting in her chair at the same exact desk as she was about twenty years ago.
Pan stared out the window. Her seat was three desks away from the window, and she could feel the soft breeze of the wind blow on her face and tousle her short raven hair. Unbeknownst to Pan and her oblivious nature, her admirer was watching her while she was trying to pay attention to the teacher drone on about some algebra procedure. He got the desk next to the window, which had the best view of the city and the freedom that only adults and young children could have at this time of the day. Lucky guy.
But Pan did not notice him gazing at her. Actually, she didn't notice anything. Instead of paying attention to the lesson as she had originally planned on doing, Pan started to daydream. Her eyes became coated in a glossy onyx black, which scared her uncle, who sat between Pan's admirer and her. He tried to wake her from the dream that seemed to enthrall her more than this math class without attracting attention from the teacher. Goten was unsuccessful and needed to get help from a master of mischief.
Goten hit his best friend's arm lightly, silently asking for assistance. The teen merely shrugged. He wrote something down on a piece of notebook paper and ripped it out of his book. A miracle happened and the teacher didn't hear the paper being torn from its origin in one of his student's notebooks.
Goten looked at his friend skeptically, but passed the note to Pan without an inquiry. Then, the purple haired teen powered up a bit and shocked Pan out of her dream.
Goten grimaced, once again he had volunteered unintentionally to be the messenger of the note for his two best friends. He realized the note was only for his friend and niece to write to each other, not to keep her out of trouble and wake her from her daydream.
Pan opened the piece of paper folded in half. It was like a daily routine the three of them created over the course of the school year, though it wasn't deliberately. Pan read the note and smiled. Her cheeks were tinged red after reading the note and Goten, who had gotten over his stage of naivety, recognized this as a blush. He wondered what his friend could have possibly written to Pan. Pan read the note twice before retorting.
Hey Pan,
You may want to wake up from that dream soon. Goten's getting worried about the teacher noticing. He worries way too much, no offense though, he is my best friend. Sooooo, what were you dreaming about?
On the next line of the notebook paper, Pan wrote in reply:
Hey,
Thanks for the warning. And my dream was good. But thanks to you I never got to finish it. Now I'll never know what happens. *exasperated sigh* Thanks a lot.
So, what are you doing? Don't tell me you don't wish you weren't out there where there's sun, walking space, and stuff at least moderately interesting. I saw you look out the window, so it's best not to deny it! And yes, my uncle can worry a bit too much.
Pan folded the paper into a little box and gave it to Goten, who looked at it cynically before passing it to the teen next to the window.
Goten was getting irritated with having to be the messenger for the note, but he knew if he wanted to read the note that his two best friends were writing to each other, then he would have to wait until the right moment materialized. Until then, he was stuck with being the messenger.
Goten's best friend read the note with a smirk. He wrote back:
Yeah, so you caught me, Sherlock. What are you going to do about it though? I have a good reason, just like you and your daydreaming. The class is boring, what are we going to do about it? I know! Why don't we ditch this class, I'm sure the teacher won't mind. All he needs is a little convincing on our part, if you know what I mean… Super Saiyans... I'm not so sure Goten would be very supportive for the idea. It's a shame he outgrew mischief. It can be just you and me if Goten won't come ^_~. What do you say?
That last part really got Pan to blush a dark scarlet tone. Fortunately, both of her friends were looking at the chalkboard at the front of the classroom in hopes of understanding what their teacher was attempting to educate them upon, or so she thought.
Almost time, Goten thought as he saw the blush appear on Pan's face while reading the note. He had suspected this would happen, even if it took about five years to occur.
The purple haired teen read Pan's reply:
Tsk, Tsk. Naughty little boy, trying to skip class. How could you even suggest such a thing? And threatening the teacher?!?! What kind of person are you?
He smiled at her clever response. The sarcasm was just a part of Pan that he secretly loved.
The kind of person you love, right? And hey, what can I say, I live for danger ^_~? What do you say?
Pan hastily wrote it down an answer to his question, her face crimson with extreme embarrassment once again. Before handing the note to Goten, she glanced up at the clock in the front of the classroom.
I'm all for it! Count me in! Or, we could just wait till the bell rings, in oh, about ten minutes and get out of class and avoid trouble altogether and put an end to this tedious punishment, also known as school.
As he read this, he suddenly realized how fast the time had passed when he was writing notes to Pan.
Goten's friend rapidly scribbled down a few hurried, but significant sentences for Pan to read.
Well, actually, there is something I want to ask you. It's not something I want to ask you about on paper, but here it goes… and don't you dare laugh!
Would you… go on a date with me, out of school and not as a joke, like for real? And please… be honest, don't feel bad about saying.
Pan blushed a dark crimson hue when she read this. With a shaky hand, mostly from embarrassment, Pan wrote her reply to the anxious teen sitting two desks away from her.
The teen fiddled with his pencil nervously, waiting for a reply to his question, one that could ruin him, or make him the happiest guy in the universe. He was supposed to be writing down notes on the procedure for an algebraic equation, but he couldn't concentrate. Who in their right mind could in his situation?
Finally, he received the note back, folded countless times in the same perfect box.
Of course Trunks! You should have asked sooner! When and where? Oh, and how are we gonna break the news that we are going out to your parents, my parents, my grandparents, Krillen and his family (the teasing will be horrible), our other friends, oh, and of course Goten.
Trunks let out a relieved sigh he didn't know he was holding. She liked him! She really liked him! Life is good, that is, until he realized the last part of the note. Pan's so smart, always thinking ahead. So, how are we going to tell everyone?
Oh Kami, why didn't I think of that before… our mothers are gonna go hysterical and the guys will want to fight, for some reason or the other or put us through the torture of talking, teasing, and lectures. I really don't want to think about it right now. Why don't we just play it out and if we have to, we can always escape if need be.
Pan barely got to glance quickly at the response Trunks wrote, because the bell rang in a matter of seconds after she received it.
And also because Goten took the note before Pan could stuff it in her Algebra 2 book and put it in her locker.
"Uh-uh Panny, I get to read this before you put it away," Goten said childishly.
Both Demi-Saiyans blushed a deep scarlet shade as Goten laughed at their behavior.
It was really embarrassing when their messenger, who happened to be Goten this time, read the note.
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Ren: That wasn't too bad, considering I just thought of it about an hour before I posted it, well, I was going to post it, but I got sick and had to sleep because I could concentrate long enough. I slept 11 hours straight! That really says something there, because I usually get 7 hours of sleep tops. And don't worry, I edited it a few times before I let this get posted. Tell me how you liked my story, and don't worry DBZ fans, I shall write better stories, I just wanted to get one done while I could. I have many ideas to come! oh, and sorry if the spacing is messed up, I tried like 12 times to fix it.
