AN: ALERT! ALERT! ALERT! ALERT! ALERT! ALERT! ALERT! ALERT! ALERT! ALERT!
ALERT! ALERT! Hey guys! I'm glad you liked that last chappie! Sorry it took
so long to update. Now that school's back, I have no time to write, but I
will try harder! Tell you what. If I get 10+ reviews on this chapter, I'll
let you choose what happens in the seventh chappie!
Meaning, if I get pass the 20 reviews I have, by the time I post the sixth chapter, a few suggestions will be in that chappie and you can vote! So, please REVIEW!!! And PLEASE check out my OTHER story, "Love Will Blossom"!!!
Sugar20: No, the ages were not changed from the beginning chapter. Don't worry. You're not going crazy. Well, maybe you are, but who am I to judge? I am too!
Ages: Pan: 14 (almost 15) Bra: 15 Marron: 16 Trunks: 19 Goten: 19 Ubuu: 20
This chapter is dedicated to *SSJTigger* who put me on her Author Alert list! Thanx!
Disclaimer: Not mine... Thanks for reminding me! I hate you all! J/K!!!!!! I love you guys! ^_-
PEOPLE!!! THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE THE CHAMPIONSHIP BATTLE!! THIS IS JUST A FLUFFY LITTLE CHAPTER!!!! R+R!!!!!!!!
~*~
Chapter 5: Flirting
~*~
There, at the doorway, stood three young girls, dressed in training gis. They looked around the large hall, and at the people who were within the place. Many formal, while a few, which they could immediately tell were martial arts leaders, were dressed in their team's training outfits.
"You shouldn't be talking about matters that you have no idea about," Pan growled defensively, her arms crossed beneath her chest. Bra and Marron were about a foot away from her form, and they held similar stances. All of their faces wore a frown and their eyes were narrowed dangerously.
The older man was taken aback by their stares. Those three girls were quite intimidating, and it took all he had not to beg for forgiveness. They were nothing but little girls, right? Yes, of course they were. Little girls who could glare down a marine officer and scare the hell out of him!
"Wh-what do you mean?" the old man stuttered out, but quickly regained his composure, "It's true. You're just a bunch of little girls who probably got here because your opponents felt sorry for you!"
He and pretty much every man and lady were laughing. It was true! How could such little girls get through the competition without crying to get there?
Marron was about to start bitching when...
"You all have no idea what you're talking about!" Ubuu boomed, and all laughter ceased after him. There was only dead silence and the air dense.
"What would you know, boy?" the obtuse man said angrily, "I don't see you fighting! Who are you to judge who is, or is not, a great fighter?"
"Easy," Trunks smirked maliciously; "We're the top ranked team in the world. We've been unbeatable for the last three years."
Everyone in the room gasped, aside from the other leading teams of the world, who knew them quite well. They had lost to the team at least twice. Pan, Bra and Marron were actually surprised. They had heard about a team that has never been beaten.
Pan began to ponder the thought. If they had never been beaten in three years, then how old were they when they had joined the Elite martial artists?
"If you've been on top for three years, than you were..." Pan wondered aloud to herself, but Goten cut in with the answer.
"Sixteen, while Ubuu was seventeen. We were allowed to compete earlier than others," Goten smiled sweetly.
Pan just nodded her understanding, and then shrugged. Now, why were they up there again?
"Pan?" Bra piped up, waving a hand in her face. Pan quickly snapped out of it, and smiled sheepishly at her friend.
"Sorry Bra. I was just thinking about what we were here for..." Pan replied, and looked to Bra and Marron for the answer. They began to ponder the thought for a while. What had they come to do?
Trunks, Goten and Ubuu were staring at the girls strangely. What was wrong with them? They watched as Marron had come out of her reverie and snapped her fingers. She had a bright look on her face, and then faced her two friends.
"Didn't some dude tell us to come up here?" she said, and Pan and Bra nodded. They remembered now. There was some guy waiting for them, telling them to go a boxed room upstairs. They wanted to ask why, but he was already gone when they looked back at him. They decided to go, and that was when some old dude decided to call them unfit fighters. They were wondering if the guy wanted to die a slow, painful and torturous death...
"Yes, I did," a voice said, making everyone in the room turn around. They were doing that a lot today, weren't they!
The man that had told them to come here had come in. They could tell now that he was the announcer who had been yelling during their match. It took everything they had to control Pan from killing him. Thanks to his yelling, Pan was hit on the back of his head because he was practically yelling in hear ear with him screams.
Pan was about to start screeching at him, when another team came up from behind them.
They were the ones they were going to defeat in the last round. They were muscular, though not too much. Actually, they were pretty cute, but they could never compare to Trunks, Goten and Ubuu...
Pan, Marron and Bra immediately blushed. What were they thinking? They did not like those losers! Right...?
Shaking off those thoughts, they saw that the three other boys had walked up to them.
There was one with black hair and pretty blue eyes. He wore a guy's tank top that showed off his nicely formed chest. His hair was slicked back. And he was approaching Bra, much to Goten's dismay.
Another had light brown hair. Tanned skin and with amber eyes, shining with a curious look. He wore fairly baggy clothes, and he was smiling at Pan sweetly. All the while Trunks was glaring evilly at the other man. How dare he look at HIS Pan!
The team leader was a good-looking guy with amethyst eyes. He had dirty blonde hair, and only wore some loose jeans with just a jacket, no shirt. He was soon flirting with Marron, and she blushed deeply. Ubuu balled his hands into fists.
"Welcome finalists," the announcer began, "We just wanted to give you all a break before-"
At that second, Pan's cell went off. She smiled apologetically, and walked outside as the broadcaster continued his explanation.
"Well, anyway," he continued, "I wanted you all to meet a few best teams in the world. They're here to look at some other teams for students. I hope you enjoy your little intermission."
The newscaster bowed, and left the room. As he did Pan stomped back in. She looked red with anger. Bra and Marron decided to approach her cautiously. There was no telling what Pan would do if provoked.
"Who was it?" Bra asked, and Pan huffed in anger.
"Tina (a friend of mine! She's a real person, and I used her for the story. I don't know when I'm gonna tell her though ^__~). She wanted to know if we wanted to go clubbing tonight. There was a teen night club in the area that just opened," Pan sighed angrily. She hated going to clubs. It was like going moshing. Just as sweaty, crowded and tiring. It was annoying! All the people screaming and yelling like idiots. Pathetic weaklings...
Marron and Bra giggled and Pan stared at them like they were strangers.
"If you ever do that again, I'm afraid I can't be seen with you in public," Pan said with a straight face.
They glared at her, and then decided to ask her.
"So, are we going?" Marron asked, staring at Pan.
"You guys can, but I don't really want to," Pan said shaking her head. She walked over to the wall and leaned her back against it. Something she picked up after spending so much time training with Vegeta.
"But Pan," Bra whined, walking towards her friend, Marron in tow "Why don't you come? We should go. We haven't gone clubbing in, like, ever!"
"Like I said before. Why don't you two go?" she replied. They could tell everyone was staring at them. Their eyes on them was really starting to get annoying, and she decided they need to be directed somewhere else. She glared them all away with her furious stare. Everyone turned away, aside from Trunks, Goten and Ubuu, who kept their stares on their students. Everyone else was eavesdropping, and acted like they were interested in a little martial arts demonstration in the center ring.
"C'mon! I wanna go!" Bra whined. She stomped her feet and balled her fists like a child. She even began to pout, making Pan glare at her.
Sighing, Pan thought of a very interesting deal.
"Tell ya what, Bra. If we win, three out of three battles in the championship, we'll all go. Two out of three wins, you two go. If we lose, none of us are going and we'll be training all night," Pan said with a smirk, as Bra and Marron pondered the proposition.
Smiling, Bra and Marron squealed happily, making Pan roll her eyes at the two. How were these two losers her friends? She just didn't get it.
"Okay Pan! We won't lose!" Bra swore, and Marron nodded along. Pan smirked proudly. She knew a bribe would get them pumped!
"Who says you're going to win?" a voice piped in. The girls turned around, along with everyone else in the room. There stood the Ruby Lions. Tall and proud, they approached the girls.
"Tell you what Pan," the boy who had already hit on her, walked towards the girl, "Even when you lose, I'll take you to the club."
He smirked, and Pan frowned. He went out to wrap his arm around her, but she quickly dodged it.
"Touch me, and I'm gonna break that arm in so many places there won't be any bones left in it," Pan said, her attitude was getting the better of her.
Marron and Bra laughed out loud, while a few others began to chuckle as well. It was rare when Pan was pissed off enough to threaten others. She looked ready to kill the young man.
Marron and Bra had gotten used to seeing Pan angry, but it was so funny every time! She just wasn't herself when she was angry. She seemed more human when irritated. Other times she just seemed to hide behind a mask. That was just how she was when others were around. She was fake and coolly cloaked behind her face. Her features always seemed to betray her inner self.
Bra and Marron soon pulled out of their laughing fits, and were soon beside Pan.
"You guys are as good as gone. This turnie's (tournament for those who are slow like me ^-^) in the bag," Bra said with her father's smirk on her face.
The boys glared at the girls.
"We'll settle this is the ring," the team leader finally said, and walked away, his teammates following closely.
Pan just flipped her hair, and turned away. Bra glared evilly and Marron looked like she was about to slap him. But before she got the chance to try, they were soon engrossed in another conversation.
"We know you guys will kick their asses around the center ring," Trunks said with a frown. He didn't like those guys. If they try to make a move on his girl...
Trunks shook his head. What the hell was he thinking? This was his pupil, student and trainee! He couldn't think like that! It could screw up everything! He wasn't supposed to get involved with his apprentice. Not that she liked him anyway...
He got out of his thoughts, and looked at a smiling Pan.
What happened? Did he miss something?
"What?" he said.
"It's just... I've never heard you praise us before," she said with a soft blush gracing her cheeks prettily. Trunks couldn't help but smile in return. He was beginning want to forget his promise about not falling for his student, and he could tell that his friends were beginning to think the same.
But, when summer came, things were going to get a lot more complicated...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*
AN: Sorry guys! No action this chappie, but I PROMISE the last match will be in the next chapter! I even started on it!
Trunks: No you haven't! You still have homework!
A-chan: Shut up Trunks! Or I'm gonna make this a Trunks/Marron fic!
Trunks *panics* What do you think you guys are doing?! Trying to annoy the master of Fanfics! Shame!
A-chan: Good boy Trunks! Well, later!
Trunks: Much love! *waves*
A-chan: That's my line!!!!
"Trunks: No it's not!
*Trunks and Adobo-chan start to argues*
A-chan: *in a big powerful voice* YOU DARE GO AGAINST YOU MASTER!!!!!
Trunks: *whimpers and shakes his head*
A-chan: *in normal voice* That's what I thought! Well, bye!
Oh yeah! REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!
Meaning, if I get pass the 20 reviews I have, by the time I post the sixth chapter, a few suggestions will be in that chappie and you can vote! So, please REVIEW!!! And PLEASE check out my OTHER story, "Love Will Blossom"!!!
Sugar20: No, the ages were not changed from the beginning chapter. Don't worry. You're not going crazy. Well, maybe you are, but who am I to judge? I am too!
Ages: Pan: 14 (almost 15) Bra: 15 Marron: 16 Trunks: 19 Goten: 19 Ubuu: 20
This chapter is dedicated to *SSJTigger* who put me on her Author Alert list! Thanx!
Disclaimer: Not mine... Thanks for reminding me! I hate you all! J/K!!!!!! I love you guys! ^_-
PEOPLE!!! THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE THE CHAMPIONSHIP BATTLE!! THIS IS JUST A FLUFFY LITTLE CHAPTER!!!! R+R!!!!!!!!
~*~
Chapter 5: Flirting
~*~
There, at the doorway, stood three young girls, dressed in training gis. They looked around the large hall, and at the people who were within the place. Many formal, while a few, which they could immediately tell were martial arts leaders, were dressed in their team's training outfits.
"You shouldn't be talking about matters that you have no idea about," Pan growled defensively, her arms crossed beneath her chest. Bra and Marron were about a foot away from her form, and they held similar stances. All of their faces wore a frown and their eyes were narrowed dangerously.
The older man was taken aback by their stares. Those three girls were quite intimidating, and it took all he had not to beg for forgiveness. They were nothing but little girls, right? Yes, of course they were. Little girls who could glare down a marine officer and scare the hell out of him!
"Wh-what do you mean?" the old man stuttered out, but quickly regained his composure, "It's true. You're just a bunch of little girls who probably got here because your opponents felt sorry for you!"
He and pretty much every man and lady were laughing. It was true! How could such little girls get through the competition without crying to get there?
Marron was about to start bitching when...
"You all have no idea what you're talking about!" Ubuu boomed, and all laughter ceased after him. There was only dead silence and the air dense.
"What would you know, boy?" the obtuse man said angrily, "I don't see you fighting! Who are you to judge who is, or is not, a great fighter?"
"Easy," Trunks smirked maliciously; "We're the top ranked team in the world. We've been unbeatable for the last three years."
Everyone in the room gasped, aside from the other leading teams of the world, who knew them quite well. They had lost to the team at least twice. Pan, Bra and Marron were actually surprised. They had heard about a team that has never been beaten.
Pan began to ponder the thought. If they had never been beaten in three years, then how old were they when they had joined the Elite martial artists?
"If you've been on top for three years, than you were..." Pan wondered aloud to herself, but Goten cut in with the answer.
"Sixteen, while Ubuu was seventeen. We were allowed to compete earlier than others," Goten smiled sweetly.
Pan just nodded her understanding, and then shrugged. Now, why were they up there again?
"Pan?" Bra piped up, waving a hand in her face. Pan quickly snapped out of it, and smiled sheepishly at her friend.
"Sorry Bra. I was just thinking about what we were here for..." Pan replied, and looked to Bra and Marron for the answer. They began to ponder the thought for a while. What had they come to do?
Trunks, Goten and Ubuu were staring at the girls strangely. What was wrong with them? They watched as Marron had come out of her reverie and snapped her fingers. She had a bright look on her face, and then faced her two friends.
"Didn't some dude tell us to come up here?" she said, and Pan and Bra nodded. They remembered now. There was some guy waiting for them, telling them to go a boxed room upstairs. They wanted to ask why, but he was already gone when they looked back at him. They decided to go, and that was when some old dude decided to call them unfit fighters. They were wondering if the guy wanted to die a slow, painful and torturous death...
"Yes, I did," a voice said, making everyone in the room turn around. They were doing that a lot today, weren't they!
The man that had told them to come here had come in. They could tell now that he was the announcer who had been yelling during their match. It took everything they had to control Pan from killing him. Thanks to his yelling, Pan was hit on the back of his head because he was practically yelling in hear ear with him screams.
Pan was about to start screeching at him, when another team came up from behind them.
They were the ones they were going to defeat in the last round. They were muscular, though not too much. Actually, they were pretty cute, but they could never compare to Trunks, Goten and Ubuu...
Pan, Marron and Bra immediately blushed. What were they thinking? They did not like those losers! Right...?
Shaking off those thoughts, they saw that the three other boys had walked up to them.
There was one with black hair and pretty blue eyes. He wore a guy's tank top that showed off his nicely formed chest. His hair was slicked back. And he was approaching Bra, much to Goten's dismay.
Another had light brown hair. Tanned skin and with amber eyes, shining with a curious look. He wore fairly baggy clothes, and he was smiling at Pan sweetly. All the while Trunks was glaring evilly at the other man. How dare he look at HIS Pan!
The team leader was a good-looking guy with amethyst eyes. He had dirty blonde hair, and only wore some loose jeans with just a jacket, no shirt. He was soon flirting with Marron, and she blushed deeply. Ubuu balled his hands into fists.
"Welcome finalists," the announcer began, "We just wanted to give you all a break before-"
At that second, Pan's cell went off. She smiled apologetically, and walked outside as the broadcaster continued his explanation.
"Well, anyway," he continued, "I wanted you all to meet a few best teams in the world. They're here to look at some other teams for students. I hope you enjoy your little intermission."
The newscaster bowed, and left the room. As he did Pan stomped back in. She looked red with anger. Bra and Marron decided to approach her cautiously. There was no telling what Pan would do if provoked.
"Who was it?" Bra asked, and Pan huffed in anger.
"Tina (a friend of mine! She's a real person, and I used her for the story. I don't know when I'm gonna tell her though ^__~). She wanted to know if we wanted to go clubbing tonight. There was a teen night club in the area that just opened," Pan sighed angrily. She hated going to clubs. It was like going moshing. Just as sweaty, crowded and tiring. It was annoying! All the people screaming and yelling like idiots. Pathetic weaklings...
Marron and Bra giggled and Pan stared at them like they were strangers.
"If you ever do that again, I'm afraid I can't be seen with you in public," Pan said with a straight face.
They glared at her, and then decided to ask her.
"So, are we going?" Marron asked, staring at Pan.
"You guys can, but I don't really want to," Pan said shaking her head. She walked over to the wall and leaned her back against it. Something she picked up after spending so much time training with Vegeta.
"But Pan," Bra whined, walking towards her friend, Marron in tow "Why don't you come? We should go. We haven't gone clubbing in, like, ever!"
"Like I said before. Why don't you two go?" she replied. They could tell everyone was staring at them. Their eyes on them was really starting to get annoying, and she decided they need to be directed somewhere else. She glared them all away with her furious stare. Everyone turned away, aside from Trunks, Goten and Ubuu, who kept their stares on their students. Everyone else was eavesdropping, and acted like they were interested in a little martial arts demonstration in the center ring.
"C'mon! I wanna go!" Bra whined. She stomped her feet and balled her fists like a child. She even began to pout, making Pan glare at her.
Sighing, Pan thought of a very interesting deal.
"Tell ya what, Bra. If we win, three out of three battles in the championship, we'll all go. Two out of three wins, you two go. If we lose, none of us are going and we'll be training all night," Pan said with a smirk, as Bra and Marron pondered the proposition.
Smiling, Bra and Marron squealed happily, making Pan roll her eyes at the two. How were these two losers her friends? She just didn't get it.
"Okay Pan! We won't lose!" Bra swore, and Marron nodded along. Pan smirked proudly. She knew a bribe would get them pumped!
"Who says you're going to win?" a voice piped in. The girls turned around, along with everyone else in the room. There stood the Ruby Lions. Tall and proud, they approached the girls.
"Tell you what Pan," the boy who had already hit on her, walked towards the girl, "Even when you lose, I'll take you to the club."
He smirked, and Pan frowned. He went out to wrap his arm around her, but she quickly dodged it.
"Touch me, and I'm gonna break that arm in so many places there won't be any bones left in it," Pan said, her attitude was getting the better of her.
Marron and Bra laughed out loud, while a few others began to chuckle as well. It was rare when Pan was pissed off enough to threaten others. She looked ready to kill the young man.
Marron and Bra had gotten used to seeing Pan angry, but it was so funny every time! She just wasn't herself when she was angry. She seemed more human when irritated. Other times she just seemed to hide behind a mask. That was just how she was when others were around. She was fake and coolly cloaked behind her face. Her features always seemed to betray her inner self.
Bra and Marron soon pulled out of their laughing fits, and were soon beside Pan.
"You guys are as good as gone. This turnie's (tournament for those who are slow like me ^-^) in the bag," Bra said with her father's smirk on her face.
The boys glared at the girls.
"We'll settle this is the ring," the team leader finally said, and walked away, his teammates following closely.
Pan just flipped her hair, and turned away. Bra glared evilly and Marron looked like she was about to slap him. But before she got the chance to try, they were soon engrossed in another conversation.
"We know you guys will kick their asses around the center ring," Trunks said with a frown. He didn't like those guys. If they try to make a move on his girl...
Trunks shook his head. What the hell was he thinking? This was his pupil, student and trainee! He couldn't think like that! It could screw up everything! He wasn't supposed to get involved with his apprentice. Not that she liked him anyway...
He got out of his thoughts, and looked at a smiling Pan.
What happened? Did he miss something?
"What?" he said.
"It's just... I've never heard you praise us before," she said with a soft blush gracing her cheeks prettily. Trunks couldn't help but smile in return. He was beginning want to forget his promise about not falling for his student, and he could tell that his friends were beginning to think the same.
But, when summer came, things were going to get a lot more complicated...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*
AN: Sorry guys! No action this chappie, but I PROMISE the last match will be in the next chapter! I even started on it!
Trunks: No you haven't! You still have homework!
A-chan: Shut up Trunks! Or I'm gonna make this a Trunks/Marron fic!
Trunks *panics* What do you think you guys are doing?! Trying to annoy the master of Fanfics! Shame!
A-chan: Good boy Trunks! Well, later!
Trunks: Much love! *waves*
A-chan: That's my line!!!!
"Trunks: No it's not!
*Trunks and Adobo-chan start to argues*
A-chan: *in a big powerful voice* YOU DARE GO AGAINST YOU MASTER!!!!!
Trunks: *whimpers and shakes his head*
A-chan: *in normal voice* That's what I thought! Well, bye!
Oh yeah! REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!