A/N: I don't know what this chapter is going to be about, so bear with me because this is being written on whatever pops into my head. Love y'all! By the way, before I update I want to have at least 7 new reviews, understand? So don't expect anything without returning the favor!

Disclaimer: Nope, but I do own this new pair of shoes I got at Charlotte Russe. They're pink and have this bow on the outside. Yup, they're sexy. Everyone loved them!

Pan looked up into his blue eyes. I never realized they're so reminiscent of the sea. She smiled at him before he spun her around, completely forgetting about his-- and her-- dinner date and whisked her out the door of the restraint into the crisp cool night. She shivered involuntarily and felt his strong arms wrap around her shoulders.

This has to be a dream. Pan thought as she slowed in her walking. Trunks arms were reluctantly removed from hers as he bent over to unlock his car doors and opened them up, bowing her into the car. She grinned mischievously and, rather than getting into the car willingly, she turned to him with a snap of her heels.

"Now, why should I believe that you're not just doing all this stuff to get me in bed? My daddy warned me about guys like you, he was one himself. You did everything he said someone who just wanted some would do. The crying and sudden grinning, dumb founded looks. All the works."

Trunks stared at Pan. He'd never run across this, of course he wasn't exactly the best with the ladies. They might all flock to him, but he never had anything to do with too many of them and any he did, were all too willing to do anything he asked of them. "I—I... ummm..." Trunks stuttered. God damn it! (A/N: excuse me if you're offended.)

Pan smirked. Just like every guy. "Well, I guess if you can't come up with anything, then I'd better..." Pan stopped at a loss for words. Where was she going to go? What had she been doing? Pan stopped in her tracks, DUH! She mentally smacked herself. "Go back in with my father." She said after a short pause.

Trunks frowned as he studied this woman who was so easily rejecting him. How could she do this after she had so quickly accepted his tears and confessions? She was truly a cruel woman. He should have realized this from the way she had acted in the coffee store. He frowned as he began to hear a small giggle bubble from her lips that turned into a rich laugh. Now she was laughing at him. What a bitch!

Pan burst into a fit of laughter. What an idiot! He's buying my act, how sad is this? "Trunks..." She waited for a reply, but didn't receive one so she continued, "Trunks, I was just kidding. And the funny thing is that you bought it." Pan had stopped giggling by this point and was watching Trunks' reaction. He had gone from shocked to stunned to outraged back to stunned and was resting in relieved.

He pushed her up against his car. She allowed him to kiss her on the lips before she pulled away. Her mom always said that denying what a man wanted made him want it even more. Well, she might have been talking about food, but she was sure that this would work in any case involving a man. Plus, it's not like she was denying him everything, just wasn't giving up everything as many girls were prone to doing.

Trunks smirked, he knew this game. Although, he'd never had this game played against him, his dear mother had told Bra about it. Stupid women always passing on their games and tricks. They passed down everything, cooking recipes, child raising, and what did men pass down? Nothing! They don't care what they're sons do as long as it's not abusive or that they'd have to get involved in their sons life. Or at least that's how it was for Trunks.

Gohan stared after his daughter. Well, if anything happens I know who to get a hold of, right? After all, how hard can it be to find a prince?

Gohan waved over the waiter, asking for the bill, quickly paid it and left the restraint without further notice. He leapt into his car and drove towards home. "I can't believe I'm letting my little girl go off on her own with some stranger! I've got to be the biggest idiot in the world!" Gohan criticized himself. He reached the driveway to his house and pulled in. As he got out of the car he felt Videl running towards the door. Two seconds later the door was being flung open and Videl was standing next to Gohan.

"Where is she? You said she was coming home with you, but when I was looking for her she wasn't with you. She was with someone else that seemed awfully powerful, but it wasn't you! I'm---"

Gohan cut into Videl's hysterics, trying to calm her without getting into trouble himself, "Well, Pan left our little dinner date to go out with a friend," Gohan replied, refusing to admit that Trunks was a bit more than a friend. "She'll come by tomorrow and you can ask her all about it."

Gohan left Videl standing next to his car as he slowly walked up to the wide-open door and entered. He grabbed the remote for the TV as he passed the coffee table and plopped down on the couch. "Let's see what's on the news today, Videl." Gohan said as he twisted his upper body to acknowledge his wife in a less hysteric state. She smiled at him and walked around the couch to sit down next to him.

"Last night a murder was committed. The victim's shoes were left hanging from the parent's mailbox. The body was later found outside Richmond's Café in the dumpsters..." The reporter was rambling off the news as Gohan and Videl's faces took on shocked looks.

Gohan turned to his wife as he shut off the TV. He'd heard enough of that. The smile on Gohan's face helped to reassure Videl that, indeed, Pan was okay and not being murdered. They stood up together and headed off towards their bedroom.

A/N: Yes, it's short, no I couldn't help it! Sorry it took so long, but I have so many things to do and my teacher's have been having tons of projects again. I guess that's what I get for taking five Pre-AP classes. At least they aren't AP, right? Oh well, please review! I WILL NOT update until I get at least seven reviews. So I suggest that you review! Thanks!

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