AN: Hey everybody!!! I'm glad you all decided to stick with me. I love you all for it. Thank you all SO much for your reviews. They've touched me, and I am so grateful that you guys have been here to read my work. So, I dedicate this chapter to all of you. To those out there who give me my passion for writing. Lots of LOVE!!!!

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Disclaimer: I have a job, but that's pretty much it. OH! And almost ten years of education (including pre-school and kindergarten)! But, that's it... ((cries))

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Chapter 14: Clubbing

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"Greetings," was Trunks' calloused salutation.

Him and his friends stood before Pan, Bra and Marron. And although their minds told them to hate these men with every fiber of their being, none of the girls could rid themselves of the sexual tension that was locked inside. Once-overs were in order, no matter how much they were bastards with no brains.

Uubu was still as muscular as ever. His ebony mohawk was still there. He had changed little over the year, and was still the epitome of a man. His tanned skin seemed to glisten beneath the fluorescent lights.

In fact, the only thing that had changed was the expression he wore. His usual small, handsome smile was now a frowning glare. He looked upon Marron with contempt, and she turned away. His anger hurt her more then any others, and it seemed to have increased over time.

Goten's natural dark eyes were a hard glare, and his obsidian hair was still a disarray of spikes. He watched Bra with a sadistic glint in his eyes.

He was not happy to see her, which was very easy to understand. But that didn't mean it left her without feelings. The look of his hatred made her want to turn around and run, to escape the accusing, piercing gaze that held her. But she couldn't. That would mean he still held power over her. Bra refused to give him that satisfaction.

And then there was Trunks, the ruler of idiots around the world. His hair had grown past his shoulders his hair, and was tied messily behind him, lavender tendrils sticking out of place, making him look even more perfect. His usually clear blue eyes were now, dark and clouded, cobalt.

His eyebrows were furrowed with a sneer, looking at Pan with the rejection that had haunted her in nightmares. I guess distance doesn't make the heart grow fonder...

"Team DBZ," Pan muttered, bowing with her friends. It was tradition to respect teams of greater skill and power. And these girls knew that they were much better than them, in every way possible.

"What the hell was all that back there?" Uubu whispered harshly at the girls, ignoring Marron's slight wince.

Seeing the confusion on the girls' young faces, Goten clarified by saying, "Y'know? About quitting Martial Arts. You can't do that. You're our students!"

"We WERE your STUDENTS!!!!!!!" Bra fumed loudly, her voice like fingernails on a chalkboard. It was a high-pitched squeal, an accusing sound etching her tone, "YOU threw us OUT!!! YOU didn't WANT us to be your students!! YOU GUYS were the ones who chose some small town SLUTS over childhood... friends, I guess you could say!! Like HELL we're your students!!"

Each of the man's glares turned to Bra, darkened with anger and slight guilt. But they weren't going to let some little girl tell them what they did was wrong. It wasn't their fault that they were thrown to the side.

They were the ones who got jealous and demanded more of their attention. Pan and her friends were being selfish, and team DBZ was going to put these Dragons in their rightful place.

"WE didn't DO anything, Bra!! Don't you remember?" Goten snarled, his careless innocence no longer within his voice. He was changed. Darkened by the many moons that have passed between them, "WE had girlfriends and YOU got envious of them!! WE spent time with them, and YOU guys got angry!! If anyone should be upset it's US!!!"

"Oh? And why the hell is that?!" Marron quickly jumped in, enraged by these accusations. THEY were the ones crying to sleep at night. THEY were the ones who had to pretend that everything was okay. THEY were the ones who were...

Still in love...

"If you don't care about us, then perhaps we should leave," Pan's calm voice sounded. Her emotionless tone was normal in these kinds of situations, and soothed the beasts that were released after months of tension. All of them knew that this battle would ensue, but didn't know it would be so soon. And yet, deep inside, they knew. None of them could continue on this pointless issue.

Basically, Trunks, Goten and Uubu were happy with their girlfriends and wanted nothing to do with Pan and her friends. Pan, Bra and Marron were still not completely over what has happened between, but they'd live. They were now used to the fact that they weren't going to be the main concern anymore, and they would survive without them, no matter how much they didn't want to.

"Why should we not continue? You have a bone to pick with us, and you know we have a few things to say. Especially about your retreat from fighting," Trunks spoke softly, but cruelly. He was well aware of the fact that they hadn't even touched the subject that really mattered. The reason why they were quitting...

"Then we'll have to try and talk some other time. I believe we're making a scene," Pan said, motioning towards the crowd of confused stares. No one knew of their problems from months ago, but with this newfound information, rumors were going to be in abundant supply.

Bowing once more, the Silver Dragons stalked past their one-time instructors and to the exit that was behind them, leaving a stunned team to get away on their own.

Xx Later that Night xX

Hours had gone by between the two teams, but it did nothing to ease their frustrations only hours before. It was still a week until the tournament began and they didn't feel like doing sightseeing at night. The Silver Dragons decided there was only one thing to do.

They needed to go out clubbing!

They hadn't gotten the chance to because of Gohan-sensei's command, but he wasn't here now. And they had an exclusive place for the martial artists in the tournament. The usual age-limit was eighteen and over, but they had access to it now. So they could be out all night and no one would care.

Having nothing better to do, they all decided they were going to do this. All they wanted to do was forget the afternoon and enjoy the city known for its wild raves and parties.

Marron decided to try a sleeveless crimson dress, which hugged her form. It complimented her shapely body and brought out the curviness of her hips. The dress ended just above the knee and had three-inch slits from the bottom. On her neck was a choker with a small ruby pendant. Her high-heeled shoes finished her fit with an air of class and seduction.

A cobalt blue dress was Bra's newest fit. The sleeves were off the shoulder, and gripped her body like a vice, showing off a body that was trimmed due to training. Her hair cascaded down her shoulders in natural curls, held only by a sapphire blue headband. Her feet were shaped to fit her high-heeled sandals, and completed her outfit.

Then there was one... Being the tomboy she was, Pan had to pass on the dress idea. Instead she wore a one-shoulder top, with the strap being a small red bow. The bow was like a ribbon and ran to the bottom of the dress shirt. There was Chinese character, in red, on the dark blouse. She decided she would hear a skort, it being a lot easier to move in. It was barely decent, just past mid-thigh. Her two-inch platforms finished her ensemble.

"Shall we go?" Marron asked, trying to keep her cheerful attitude. She led the other two out the door and took the elevator down to the front of the hotel. They quickly called a cab; ignoring the obvious lust-filled looks men gave.

The car ride was silent, despite the driver's attempt to talk to his customers. So they sat in silence, consumed with their thoughts. When the cab came to a stop, the girls filed out and paid the old man who drove them.

Knowing that their V.I.P. passes would get them in quick, they happily pranced by the people in line. Many sent glares when the younger girls placed themselves at the front, and showed the guard-like man their labeled tags.

Noticing their height and what their ages appeared to be, he shook his head at them, making the girls glare defiantly. They needed to unwind, and this idiot wasn't going to stop them!

"Excuse me, but we're allowed to go in, you know? These passes are for the World Tournament, and I suggest you let us in before we do something drastic," Bra said slowly, hoping that small brain of his would process the brand new information. And if he couldn't, then there would be hell to pay...

"Sorry, li'l lady, but no can do. I doubt you're even strong enough to push this door open, let alone fight in the greatest tournament on the planet. You're just going to have to do something else, I guess," the tall man said humorously, letting a few older women in, who giggled at the "little girls."

Losing her patience, Pan quickly seized the man who had insulted her and her friends' abilities. She had his collar balled in her fist, and was soon holding the man a foot off the ground!

Marron couldn't help but be a bit sympathetic, as shook her head helplessly. Bra, on the other hand, had her hand over her mouth, trying to muffle her giggles. It was pretty funny, once you get over the shock. I mean, there she was, Pan Son, a woman who was BARELY five-foot, three- inches, held a man, who looked to be a few inches over six-foot, an easy half-a-foot off the ground.

"Now... Have I proved my worth, or are we going to have to hurt you to get in?" Pan muttered softly, and smiled her malicious smile.

She was enjoying this. Scaring a man, who looked to be a giant. When he nodded dumbly, Pan dumped him onto the ground, and floated into the club, people parting like the Red Sea. Bra followed with Marron, after the blonde apologized for her friend's... behavior...

When stepping into the large place, Pan, Bra and Marron surveyed their new surroundings, taking in the life of the party.

Strobe lights and lasers lit up the place, lighting the dance floor somewhat. The other lights were dim, but it was still easy to see, despite the lack of brightness. There were two stories, and the entrance was on the second floor. They found the spiral stairs, looking intently at everything still. The dance floor was in the middle of the first level, where couples and singles danced the night away. There was also a bar along the eastern side of the first floor, and a large bar found along the second. There were tables to eat, talk and... do other things at. This place was the ideal club, and the girls found themselves glad that they decided to get out.

Taking a place at the bar, each girl soon began to talk. They commented on the rocking party and the hot guys who attended. In fact, during their conversation, they noticed many eyes looking at them. The eyes of predators watched the three girls with vigorous hunger; some even brave enough to approach.

Instead of agreeing to any of their come-ons, the girls politely turned them down, and decided to stick within their group for a while. But conversation wasn't what they were planning to do. They decided that a dance was in order, something they hadn't done in a while.

Pushing pass the people who were dancing so close together, the three girls found their rhythm with the music. They heard "Yeah" play, and swayed to the music, somehow picking up their own partners on the way.

Marron couldn't see whom she was dancing, but could tell he was good at it. He held her hips, grinding with her, feeling their bodies create so much friction that made the young girl ache for the stranger's touch. The way he rocked and moved so closely to her sent shivers along her spine. Yet, for some reason, his caresses felt so familiar...

'Who is this guy?' was all that passed through Bra's head, as she danced with the mysterious man. Her back was turned to him and she crushed her body firmly against her partner. He, in turn, let his hands rove her body intimately, his fingertips just barely brushing her skin.

While her friends remained oblivious to their dance partners' identities, Pan had known who hers was as soon as their fingers made contact. She raised her fisted hands and used her body to gyrate against the older man. Her partner had his arms around her, his body reacting out of instinct. They danced with an intensity that gave most onlookers the feeling that they were lovers. But they were nothing to each other, they had made sure of that.

When the next song began to cut in through the speakers, Marron and Bra felt their partners move from them, breaking all contact. The two men that had once held them so close were now gone, leaving two young women in their wake.

But Pan and her associate remained together, her back against his chest. Their breaths were labored as they leaned against each other for support. But he would leave, only to reappear when she least expected.

"We need to talk, Pan," the man murmured into her ear, pulling away from her slowly. She turned to face him, and stared into the eyes she loved and hated.

"I know, Trunks..." she replied, and pulled away from his touch, leaving him in the swell of the crowd.

Yes, they would talk again. But it wasn't that simple...

The next time they spoke again, there would be more to it. Their hearts wouldn't be the only thing on the line, but it may give the girls time to think again about their announcement.

And just maybe, give Team DBZ enough time to open up their eyes to their previous students, for the first time...

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AN: DONE!!! God, I've been out of it. I didn't feel like writing, which is why this chapter sucked and was a bit shorter than the rest. AND LATE!!!! I'm sorry it's so late! I just figured that you guys wouldn't want to read something so pointless. I even got STALKER E-MAILS!!!! ((cough, cough)) Sesshy'sbabygurl ((cough!))

Despite it all, this chappie came out pretty well. The next one will be better, hopefully. I haven't been in a writing mood. I've wanted to read only, so I've gotten lazy!!!!

If you guys didn't guess whom Bra and Marron were dancing with, then you are SLOW!!! JUST KIDDING!!! I'm not trying to be mean! It was Uubu and Goten, just for those who were a bit confused. I would have been too, if I weren't the one writing this crap!

I'm SOOOO sorry!!!My explanation for why this was so late is on my bio. Flame me if you must...

Next chapter: It's been three days since their encounter, and both teams decide to have a civil conversation. To rid themselves of any unwanted sins that have suddenly appeared from months of contemplation, they decide to get everything out in the open. But when they come to the most important issue, they end up making a bet on the tournament. What's the bet and who will win it?

Well, till next time!

Much love,

Adobo-chan