A/N: Here's the next chapter. I hope y'all enjoy. I don't really have
anything to say, so enjoy! And thanks to my first reviewer: Areiko! I love
you now! Lol. Sorry. cough cough
Pan turned towards Kantannoyume, "Want some coffee? I'm going to go get some from that one little shop in the mall."
"Sure. I'll have a latte and a sticky bun. K? But you better hurry; we've got a lot of work to finish up today." She replied, returning to her work with a small frown.
Pan smiled at her friend, grabbed her coat and purse and headed out of the small office. The ride to the mall was a short one, but Pan decided to take her car anyways. After all, she had spent most of her salary for that month on it; she should use it. As the large building loomed up on Pan's right, she heard her stomach growl. There it was. Pan thought as she stared. She could smell the wonderful scents arising from the coffee shop and other stores. Of course all the other people on this planet who had inherited the saiyan blood could, so she didn't feel too special. Not to mention, she wasn't even full saiyan; her mother was a human and her father a half saiyan as well.
Pan hopped from the car and walked quickly towards the entrance to the mall where she'd soon find that cute little shop that would relieve her hunger. As she walked through the small glass door, she smiled in relief as even the smells began to soothe her hunger.
"I love this little place!" Pan said to herself with a sigh. She got into the line and awaited her turn.
After about twenty minutes of waiting she was almost to the front. She stepped out of the line and grabbed two coffee stirrers, napkins, coffee lids, and a straw for herself. When she slipped back in, the trouble began. Pan hadn't bothered to look behind her at all the people; she knew they were there. Why should she bother to look at them?
"Excuse me." A man behind her began; she ignored him, there were too many weirdoes out there that she wasn't powerful enough to beat, but he did have a nice voice. "Mrs. You just cut me in line."
Pan's eyes widened in shock at the prospect this man was suggesting. How could he even think of accusing her of that? She had waited here longer than he had and she wasn't about to go to the back of the line and wait another thirty minutes; she stood right where she was, ignoring the man.
Pan heard the man once again; this time he was clearing his throat. The man placed his hand on her shoulder, trying to get her attention, but all Pan could think about was the feeling his hand gave her. It was as if she recognized this man. He was warm and it felt right to have his hand there. Pan quickly shook off those thoughts and, in the process, the hand.
"Mrs. You really did cut me in line. It's not right for you to cut all these other people that were here before you." The man's voice really was handsome sounding, but knowing her luck it was just another loser.
Pan snorted, "I didn't cut anyone. You're just trying to start trouble. Why don't you go away?"
Pan heard many gasps of shock and startled whispering after her last comment. What was going on? It's not like this was that exciting. Maybe they're afraid we're going to start a fight. As if; I wouldn't last. She listened in on the whispers; hoping to find out something of use.
".the prince..." She heard from somewhere then her attention was distracted. "Is that woman insane defying..." "What does she think she's doing; when King Vegeta finds out...?" Pan's attention snapped. These people think I'm insane, they should listen to themselves. Pan shrugged and took a step forward.
A firm hand gripped her shoulder, turning her around to face the man who had been terrorizing her. Pan closed her eyes and pretended like nothing was happening; maybe she was just imagining things again. After all she seemed to do that a lot when she was bored. She began to think up different songs and sing them in her mind. She hoped by the time she finished her long list of memorized songs she'd be through with this.
Pan lost all track of time and what was going on. For whatever reason she began thinking she was back home in her room with the stereo on high and sitting at her computer and this man was no longer there. Yet when she heard a giggle from somewhere she popped out of her little world and looked around. Why was there a giggle in her room? She looked around and remembered what was going on. Oh, but why is someone laughing? Then her eyes struck on a blue-haired beauty that seemed to be in a fit of laughter. If it weren't for the fact that she was in public and wearing the shortest skirt in history, pan was sure she'd be on the ground rolling around. Also those three inch heels probably played a large part in the problem too.
After she had gotten over her laughter, the woman looked up and Pan's eyes went wide once more. Princess? Why would she be here? Was she the one that had been talking to her? That would explain the prince and why the king would be mad, but why would she sound like a man. No, it couldn't be her. Pan continued her search, but never once bothered to look right in front of herself. She looked all around, the rest of these people were just everyday; there wasn't a thing special about them. Which man was it that had been talking to her? Suddenly Pan remembered the hand on her shoulder; was it still there? No, it was gone, but the man wasn't. She stared at his shoes. How could he afford those; they looked so beautiful. Of course only women could find a shoe beautiful, but what would he be doing in such nice shoes? Pan slowly began looking up towards the man. She watched his brown slacks go by then she hit the bottom of his pink dress shirt with pearl snap buttons. Maybe he's gay? Pan thought, why else would he be wearing such nice stuff. That doesn't explain where he gets the money from, though. Then she struck gold when all the answers came pouring through her. Lavender hair, blue eyes, fancy clothes, handsome; it was him! The man every woman in the world desired, well maybe not his mother or the princess, but everyone else wanted him.
Pan grabbed a hold of herself before she leaped on the prince. She just smiled at him and was graced with a smile back. "Ummm..... yeah!" Pan laughed. "Sorry, but I really hadn't cut! All I did was step out of the line to get some stuff for my coffee." Pan said, holding up the items as proof. "See? Really, I've been sitting here for the last thirty minutes waiting; I'm not about to go to the end of line and wait another hour to get my food. If you don't believe my story, then too bad." Had she just said that to the prince? My god; I'm going to go to jail! I'm going to die a slow miserable death and nothing anyone does can change that.
The whispering and gasping began all over again, until a bright voice rand through them; everyone was silenced. "Well, I think we have a winner!" The woman said. "You must be really brave to do that to a royal, either that or stupid. What other kind of idiot would say something like that to my brother. Well, hurry up and buy your stuff after all it's your turn." Pan sighed in relief. She definitely was the idiot, not brave.
"Uh. Thanks, I think." Pan said, turning to the man and beginning her order. "I'll have two large sticky buns, two large coffees, and a small orange juice." Pan turned back to the prince and princess and smiled.
Trunks could only stare. What was going on? A mere woman, not even his mother or sister, had defied him and all his sister could do was laugh and proclaim her the victor? He was ashamed. "How can you do this Bra?" trunks asked, his face going red with embarrassment and anger. "Are you really going to let someone embarrass the family? Not to mention she defied me. Father and I are supposed to have a hold on this planet; not let every little peasant girl take over!"
"You know Trunks, you're really making yourself look like an ass! Who's embarrassing the family now? Hmm? At least that woman has enough pride to stand up for what's right!" Bra paused and giggled, "Wow! Did that sound as cheesy to you as it did to me?"
Trunks could only stare at his little sister; she was odd. He tuned out all the hurried voices that assured Bra it wasn't that bad. Trunks began thinking over what had happened. He had been nice and she had ignored him. He'd turned her around and she ignored him. She really was very stubborn. And pretty, with that beautiful hair and she looked quite nice dressed up. Maybe he should get her name. Worry her a bit when really what he wanted was to get her.
"Holy shit! Did I just think what I thought I thought?" Trunks gasped, "Did I just say that out loud?" He groaned and placed his hands over his face. "This is not my day." He whispered to himself. "First that woman now these thoughts and I haven't even gotten to get my coffee and even after I do I'll have to spend the day shopping. What did I do to deserve this?"
Bra stared at her brother; he seemed to be mumbling something, but what was it? Something about a bad day. And what was that comment earlier, 'Holy shit! Did I just think what I thought I thought.' What was that supposed to mean? "Hey, Trunks? Vegetasei to Trunks!"
"Hunhh?" Trunks questioned. What was wrong with him?
"Uh, yeah! Trunks, what was your comment earlier about? You said something about thinking thoughts and wondering if that's really what you'd thought. What were you thinking about?" Bra asked, nudging her brother in hopes of finding out something to black mail him with.
"Nothing. Just order what you want. I'll have an extra large coffee." The man nodded and looked to Bra for her order.
Trunks looked around, where was that woman? Had she left already? No, she was right there; he had to get to her. He quickly walked over and tapped her on the shoulder, but when the person turned around he saw a big hairy face. Trunks screamed and ran from the coffee shop.
"Ohmygodohmygod! That must have been the scariest sight in the world." Trunks fell down the wall he was leaning against and put his face in his hands once more. A few seconds later he heard the clunk of Bra's shoes and looked up. She was leaning over him with a large cup of coffee. Trunks grabbed at the cup and began to smell it. Aroma therapy would do him some good. It had to.
"Trunks, are you okay? You don't look so good." Bra asked, genuinely concerned. If trunks wasn't feeling well than that meant no more shopping and no one to carry her bags around. Both were horrible prospects! Bra shuddered.
"I'm fine just a bit scared. I saw some woman with the hairiest face ever! She looked like those furry monkeys we keep." Trunks said with a shudder and a large gulp of the coffee.
Bra began laughing, "Really? How funny! But if you're okay then, LET'S GET SHOPPING!" Bra exclaimed with a whoop.
Trunks groaned, but managed to pull himself up and follow after Bra like a lost puppy. Maybe Bra would help him find something new.
Pan slipped back into her car and drove off quickly. "Oh my god! I just saw the prince up close and personal. He even touched my shoulder!" pan took a deep breath. "Calm, calm. Must stay calm, or risk crashing the car." Pan breathed in and out then after regaining her calm, turned on the radio.
Pan hopped out of her car and began running up the steps to her office two at a time. The elevator would take too long and plus she needed to burn off a little energy; especially after all that excitement. When she opened the door she was greeted with a large smile from Kantannoyume who quickly grabbed at her food and returned to the computer to gobble it down.
"A thanks would be nice, ya know?" Pan said as she put down her food on the desk and turned back towards the woman sharing her office. "And the prince thought I was rude!"
"What do you mean?" Kantannoyume asked, turning from her food.
Pan slipped into the story easily, after all it wasn't hard to remember something that exciting especially not with a man so hot! He was incredible and the princess had seemed quite nice. What other royal would let her off the hook so easily? She smiled and took a bite of her sticky bun before continuing the story.
Ten minutes later the food was gone and the story was over. The two smiled at each other before being forced to go back to work. Pan put the latest cd they had been given into the drive and opened up the game. She loved this job! She got to play games all day long, well not when she found something wrong with the game, then she had to fix it, but besides that she just played games.
"Hey, Yume!" Pan yelled when the clock struck twelve. "Look there's naked women running across the screen! Oh my god! How awesome. Do you think it's supposed to be on there?" Pan asked Yume. (A/N: Yume is Kantannoyume; I'm just tired of writing all that. Sorry!)
"Probably, I say you not change that, but leave it as is and keep the rating for everyone. I wonder how many little boys will like the game after this." Yume said, laughing.
Pan stared at her friend, but decided to go along with the plan, after all how many times did you get to fool people? Well, never mind that question. "By the way, it's your turn to get the food. I want burgers, got it?" Pan asked, poking Yume.
Yume laughed and nodded. "I'll go get the food, but only because I know you're a lazy bum."
"I'm a lazy bum?! What? How is that.....? Hey! You're just trying to get me ranting and raving again. I went and got breakfast so you get lunch, it has nothing to do with being lazy!" Pan yelled at her friend.
"Uh huh. Sure; that's what they all say!" Yume laughed as she walked out the door.
"Yume, you forgot your purse again!" Pan yelled at the door. She watched as Yume ran back in, grabbed her purse and left once more. "You might want your wallet as well!" Pan giggled as an exasperated Yume came back in and snatched the wallet from pan's hand.
"Anything else of mine you've taken?" She asked, glaring daggers at Pan.
"Ummm...yeah. Here's your cash and keys." Pan said, handing over the two items.
Yume nodded curtly and walked out. "Bye Yume!"
A/N: I'm not sure if that helped any of y'all to get an idea of where this is going, but I do hope you enjoyed it anyway. By the way, there isn't a set time for each update; they'll be random. So, just try to be happy! Anyways, please review, I'd be really grateful! Thanks to everyone who's reviewed so far!
Forgotten Beauty
Pan turned towards Kantannoyume, "Want some coffee? I'm going to go get some from that one little shop in the mall."
"Sure. I'll have a latte and a sticky bun. K? But you better hurry; we've got a lot of work to finish up today." She replied, returning to her work with a small frown.
Pan smiled at her friend, grabbed her coat and purse and headed out of the small office. The ride to the mall was a short one, but Pan decided to take her car anyways. After all, she had spent most of her salary for that month on it; she should use it. As the large building loomed up on Pan's right, she heard her stomach growl. There it was. Pan thought as she stared. She could smell the wonderful scents arising from the coffee shop and other stores. Of course all the other people on this planet who had inherited the saiyan blood could, so she didn't feel too special. Not to mention, she wasn't even full saiyan; her mother was a human and her father a half saiyan as well.
Pan hopped from the car and walked quickly towards the entrance to the mall where she'd soon find that cute little shop that would relieve her hunger. As she walked through the small glass door, she smiled in relief as even the smells began to soothe her hunger.
"I love this little place!" Pan said to herself with a sigh. She got into the line and awaited her turn.
After about twenty minutes of waiting she was almost to the front. She stepped out of the line and grabbed two coffee stirrers, napkins, coffee lids, and a straw for herself. When she slipped back in, the trouble began. Pan hadn't bothered to look behind her at all the people; she knew they were there. Why should she bother to look at them?
"Excuse me." A man behind her began; she ignored him, there were too many weirdoes out there that she wasn't powerful enough to beat, but he did have a nice voice. "Mrs. You just cut me in line."
Pan's eyes widened in shock at the prospect this man was suggesting. How could he even think of accusing her of that? She had waited here longer than he had and she wasn't about to go to the back of the line and wait another thirty minutes; she stood right where she was, ignoring the man.
Pan heard the man once again; this time he was clearing his throat. The man placed his hand on her shoulder, trying to get her attention, but all Pan could think about was the feeling his hand gave her. It was as if she recognized this man. He was warm and it felt right to have his hand there. Pan quickly shook off those thoughts and, in the process, the hand.
"Mrs. You really did cut me in line. It's not right for you to cut all these other people that were here before you." The man's voice really was handsome sounding, but knowing her luck it was just another loser.
Pan snorted, "I didn't cut anyone. You're just trying to start trouble. Why don't you go away?"
Pan heard many gasps of shock and startled whispering after her last comment. What was going on? It's not like this was that exciting. Maybe they're afraid we're going to start a fight. As if; I wouldn't last. She listened in on the whispers; hoping to find out something of use.
".the prince..." She heard from somewhere then her attention was distracted. "Is that woman insane defying..." "What does she think she's doing; when King Vegeta finds out...?" Pan's attention snapped. These people think I'm insane, they should listen to themselves. Pan shrugged and took a step forward.
A firm hand gripped her shoulder, turning her around to face the man who had been terrorizing her. Pan closed her eyes and pretended like nothing was happening; maybe she was just imagining things again. After all she seemed to do that a lot when she was bored. She began to think up different songs and sing them in her mind. She hoped by the time she finished her long list of memorized songs she'd be through with this.
Pan lost all track of time and what was going on. For whatever reason she began thinking she was back home in her room with the stereo on high and sitting at her computer and this man was no longer there. Yet when she heard a giggle from somewhere she popped out of her little world and looked around. Why was there a giggle in her room? She looked around and remembered what was going on. Oh, but why is someone laughing? Then her eyes struck on a blue-haired beauty that seemed to be in a fit of laughter. If it weren't for the fact that she was in public and wearing the shortest skirt in history, pan was sure she'd be on the ground rolling around. Also those three inch heels probably played a large part in the problem too.
After she had gotten over her laughter, the woman looked up and Pan's eyes went wide once more. Princess? Why would she be here? Was she the one that had been talking to her? That would explain the prince and why the king would be mad, but why would she sound like a man. No, it couldn't be her. Pan continued her search, but never once bothered to look right in front of herself. She looked all around, the rest of these people were just everyday; there wasn't a thing special about them. Which man was it that had been talking to her? Suddenly Pan remembered the hand on her shoulder; was it still there? No, it was gone, but the man wasn't. She stared at his shoes. How could he afford those; they looked so beautiful. Of course only women could find a shoe beautiful, but what would he be doing in such nice shoes? Pan slowly began looking up towards the man. She watched his brown slacks go by then she hit the bottom of his pink dress shirt with pearl snap buttons. Maybe he's gay? Pan thought, why else would he be wearing such nice stuff. That doesn't explain where he gets the money from, though. Then she struck gold when all the answers came pouring through her. Lavender hair, blue eyes, fancy clothes, handsome; it was him! The man every woman in the world desired, well maybe not his mother or the princess, but everyone else wanted him.
Pan grabbed a hold of herself before she leaped on the prince. She just smiled at him and was graced with a smile back. "Ummm..... yeah!" Pan laughed. "Sorry, but I really hadn't cut! All I did was step out of the line to get some stuff for my coffee." Pan said, holding up the items as proof. "See? Really, I've been sitting here for the last thirty minutes waiting; I'm not about to go to the end of line and wait another hour to get my food. If you don't believe my story, then too bad." Had she just said that to the prince? My god; I'm going to go to jail! I'm going to die a slow miserable death and nothing anyone does can change that.
The whispering and gasping began all over again, until a bright voice rand through them; everyone was silenced. "Well, I think we have a winner!" The woman said. "You must be really brave to do that to a royal, either that or stupid. What other kind of idiot would say something like that to my brother. Well, hurry up and buy your stuff after all it's your turn." Pan sighed in relief. She definitely was the idiot, not brave.
"Uh. Thanks, I think." Pan said, turning to the man and beginning her order. "I'll have two large sticky buns, two large coffees, and a small orange juice." Pan turned back to the prince and princess and smiled.
Trunks could only stare. What was going on? A mere woman, not even his mother or sister, had defied him and all his sister could do was laugh and proclaim her the victor? He was ashamed. "How can you do this Bra?" trunks asked, his face going red with embarrassment and anger. "Are you really going to let someone embarrass the family? Not to mention she defied me. Father and I are supposed to have a hold on this planet; not let every little peasant girl take over!"
"You know Trunks, you're really making yourself look like an ass! Who's embarrassing the family now? Hmm? At least that woman has enough pride to stand up for what's right!" Bra paused and giggled, "Wow! Did that sound as cheesy to you as it did to me?"
Trunks could only stare at his little sister; she was odd. He tuned out all the hurried voices that assured Bra it wasn't that bad. Trunks began thinking over what had happened. He had been nice and she had ignored him. He'd turned her around and she ignored him. She really was very stubborn. And pretty, with that beautiful hair and she looked quite nice dressed up. Maybe he should get her name. Worry her a bit when really what he wanted was to get her.
"Holy shit! Did I just think what I thought I thought?" Trunks gasped, "Did I just say that out loud?" He groaned and placed his hands over his face. "This is not my day." He whispered to himself. "First that woman now these thoughts and I haven't even gotten to get my coffee and even after I do I'll have to spend the day shopping. What did I do to deserve this?"
Bra stared at her brother; he seemed to be mumbling something, but what was it? Something about a bad day. And what was that comment earlier, 'Holy shit! Did I just think what I thought I thought.' What was that supposed to mean? "Hey, Trunks? Vegetasei to Trunks!"
"Hunhh?" Trunks questioned. What was wrong with him?
"Uh, yeah! Trunks, what was your comment earlier about? You said something about thinking thoughts and wondering if that's really what you'd thought. What were you thinking about?" Bra asked, nudging her brother in hopes of finding out something to black mail him with.
"Nothing. Just order what you want. I'll have an extra large coffee." The man nodded and looked to Bra for her order.
Trunks looked around, where was that woman? Had she left already? No, she was right there; he had to get to her. He quickly walked over and tapped her on the shoulder, but when the person turned around he saw a big hairy face. Trunks screamed and ran from the coffee shop.
"Ohmygodohmygod! That must have been the scariest sight in the world." Trunks fell down the wall he was leaning against and put his face in his hands once more. A few seconds later he heard the clunk of Bra's shoes and looked up. She was leaning over him with a large cup of coffee. Trunks grabbed at the cup and began to smell it. Aroma therapy would do him some good. It had to.
"Trunks, are you okay? You don't look so good." Bra asked, genuinely concerned. If trunks wasn't feeling well than that meant no more shopping and no one to carry her bags around. Both were horrible prospects! Bra shuddered.
"I'm fine just a bit scared. I saw some woman with the hairiest face ever! She looked like those furry monkeys we keep." Trunks said with a shudder and a large gulp of the coffee.
Bra began laughing, "Really? How funny! But if you're okay then, LET'S GET SHOPPING!" Bra exclaimed with a whoop.
Trunks groaned, but managed to pull himself up and follow after Bra like a lost puppy. Maybe Bra would help him find something new.
Pan slipped back into her car and drove off quickly. "Oh my god! I just saw the prince up close and personal. He even touched my shoulder!" pan took a deep breath. "Calm, calm. Must stay calm, or risk crashing the car." Pan breathed in and out then after regaining her calm, turned on the radio.
Pan hopped out of her car and began running up the steps to her office two at a time. The elevator would take too long and plus she needed to burn off a little energy; especially after all that excitement. When she opened the door she was greeted with a large smile from Kantannoyume who quickly grabbed at her food and returned to the computer to gobble it down.
"A thanks would be nice, ya know?" Pan said as she put down her food on the desk and turned back towards the woman sharing her office. "And the prince thought I was rude!"
"What do you mean?" Kantannoyume asked, turning from her food.
Pan slipped into the story easily, after all it wasn't hard to remember something that exciting especially not with a man so hot! He was incredible and the princess had seemed quite nice. What other royal would let her off the hook so easily? She smiled and took a bite of her sticky bun before continuing the story.
Ten minutes later the food was gone and the story was over. The two smiled at each other before being forced to go back to work. Pan put the latest cd they had been given into the drive and opened up the game. She loved this job! She got to play games all day long, well not when she found something wrong with the game, then she had to fix it, but besides that she just played games.
"Hey, Yume!" Pan yelled when the clock struck twelve. "Look there's naked women running across the screen! Oh my god! How awesome. Do you think it's supposed to be on there?" Pan asked Yume. (A/N: Yume is Kantannoyume; I'm just tired of writing all that. Sorry!)
"Probably, I say you not change that, but leave it as is and keep the rating for everyone. I wonder how many little boys will like the game after this." Yume said, laughing.
Pan stared at her friend, but decided to go along with the plan, after all how many times did you get to fool people? Well, never mind that question. "By the way, it's your turn to get the food. I want burgers, got it?" Pan asked, poking Yume.
Yume laughed and nodded. "I'll go get the food, but only because I know you're a lazy bum."
"I'm a lazy bum?! What? How is that.....? Hey! You're just trying to get me ranting and raving again. I went and got breakfast so you get lunch, it has nothing to do with being lazy!" Pan yelled at her friend.
"Uh huh. Sure; that's what they all say!" Yume laughed as she walked out the door.
"Yume, you forgot your purse again!" Pan yelled at the door. She watched as Yume ran back in, grabbed her purse and left once more. "You might want your wallet as well!" Pan giggled as an exasperated Yume came back in and snatched the wallet from pan's hand.
"Anything else of mine you've taken?" She asked, glaring daggers at Pan.
"Ummm...yeah. Here's your cash and keys." Pan said, handing over the two items.
Yume nodded curtly and walked out. "Bye Yume!"
A/N: I'm not sure if that helped any of y'all to get an idea of where this is going, but I do hope you enjoyed it anyway. By the way, there isn't a set time for each update; they'll be random. So, just try to be happy! Anyways, please review, I'd be really grateful! Thanks to everyone who's reviewed so far!
Forgotten Beauty