A/N: It's here!
Disclaimer: Still wishing upon that useless star
"We should go out tonight!" Yume excitedly threw her hands up in the air as she finished her week's work. "I can stay out as late as I want! I'm finished! I'm finished!"
Pan stared as her friend began dancing from one side of the room to the other. "Just gotta tell the whole world, dontcha? Make everyone jealous. I'm not sure that I have time. After all, I'm not done and I'd like to finish all my week's work before Wednesday." Her fingers tapped the desk as she thought over what she had time for. "Then again, maybe I have time. What the hell. We haven't been out clubbing in 3 days. It's not normal. Let's go home now so we can look our best!"
They high-fived before jumping out the widow. "Meet you at 9 in front of the Green Flame!" Yume yelled back at Pan.
Clothes flew from the immense closet as Pan rummaged for the perfect outfit. One she had just gotten. It needed to be new. She felt new after that date.
"Ah hah! She pulled out the pink mini with the matching black corset top. The top easily slipped on and Pan laced it up. "Awww... you're kidding, right? I just bought this and it fit fine. How could I need something larger? Maybe I should have gotten a three." She tugged and pulled before discovering, "Oops! I forgot to undue the zipper." Pan giggled unceasingly.
With everything correctly in place Pan turned to the mirror with a grin that quickly turned upside down. "My hair! How will I be able to fix it quickly enough to be ready by 9? It's already 7. Wait! It's 7! I left work at 5. What the hell has taken me so long? Where'd the time go? I better hurry."
She rushed around putting a curler in her hair then curling an eyelash. "Shit! How the hell does anyone manage to try curling their eyelash with a curling iron? I'm such an idiot!"
"Never. You're too majestic to be an idiot."
Pan screamed at the unexpected voice. "Uh oh. Sorry. I wasn't trying to scare you. I tried being a gentleman and waiting at the door, but I'd been there ten minutes before I came in myself. I guess you didn't hear me. I can see why though."
The smooth laugh made Pan calm down enough to apologize, "Sorry 'bout that. Yume, my friend, and I are going clubbing tonight and I was trying to get ready."
Trunks walked over and slipped the curling iron from her hands as he kissed her lips. "Now, about getting ready; want me to call a stylist? They could have you looking, if possible, more beautiful."
"That'd be too much trouble and I don't have the money for something like that. I can do it myself. I was getting along just fine. Couldn't you tell? I was already dressed!" Pan began her frantic behavior once again. "I need to fix my hair, makeup, and get to the club."
She plucked the curling iron from Trunks' hands. "If I drive to the club then I can do my makeup in the car. So I really just need to do my hair. That shouldn't be too hard. That gives me... 30 minutes! I can do this." She turned to Trunks as if looking at him would assure him, but standing next to him were three beautiful women.
"Trunks, honey, did you bring the limo?" The woman with the hair products questioned.
"Of course he did! That's why I'm here!" The beautiful brunette smiled as she twirled keys on a finger.
"Good then we'll get her ready on the way and we should be good to go as long as Rin and I can get her fixed up in time." This woman had long flowing red hair. Pan had never been a fan of red-heads, but this woman could make her change her mind.
"Trunks, Marie and I are ready to go already so there's no need to wait. Oh, but we need to get the clothes that I brought along out of the limo. I like this girl's clothes. Very nice, ummm..." She frowned as she tried to remember if she'd been told Pan's name.
Makes you wonder about that whole blonde thing, doesn't it? "It's Pan." Simply stated was just the way to go with this girl, or so it seemed.
"Okay then. I'm sure you know that I'm Rin and the red-head is Marie. But you don't know the brunette. She's Sam. Her favorite thing to do is drive like a madman. But she is going to control herself tonight, am I right?" She glared at Sam who glared right back before nodding her head sheepishly.
"Good. Let's go!" The three girls headed out with Trunks following.
He stopped halfway down the hall and turned around to get Pan. "C'mon. You don't have to pay for anything and it's no trouble. These girls love to make me happy and you make me happy. So everyone wins, unless you don't want to be with me?"
Pan stared at Trunks. That puppy dog face was irresistible in its self, but with her private viewing Pan knew even without it she wanted to be with him. Great body, rich, and nice. How much better could it get? "No, no." She tripped over herself trying to get the words and herself out as quickly as possible.
Trunks had her in his arms in an instant. Smiling mischievously as he claimed her lips, "I'm glad you see it that way." He said upon the release of her lips.
Yume had taken a seat outside the club. She'd arrived a couple minutes earlier than she was supposed to; big mistake on her part. Pan never got anywhere on time. She was probably sitting at home burning her self with a curling iron or something stupid like that. She'd show up 15 minutes late, apologize to an extreme, begging her forgiveness, then she'd give in and they'd head inside. It was a routine.
However, for the first time since Pan was allowed to drive her self to events, she was on time. Yume watched the limo pull up and was immediately disgusted. She hated rich people. They were always so snooty. After all that's what she loved about Gohan. He was handsome, middle class, and no where near snooty. He was most certainly the most perfect man in the world.
The swooning female, already out of it, almost fainted when she saw Pan step out of the limo. Not because she was riding in the limo, but rather because when she glanced at her watch it was a minute before 9 and Pan was where she promised to meet her. Right in front of the Green Flame!
Yume ran to Pan and hugged her. "WOW! I can't believe you're on time for the first time! I really can't believe it. Who are you and what have you done to Panny?"
"Oh thanks! I don't get any compliments on how good I look, or the company I arrive in. Instead I get a friend who's shocked I'm here on time. Plus, I've been on time before; my dad was psycho about being on time so every time he drove I was there before time. So what are you talking about?" Pan gasped for air.
"Heh heh. Sorry, but it is amazing. And speaking of your company, what's up with it? I mean, I knew you'd had a date with the Prince, but I didn't realize we were bringing dates with us."
"Yeah, sorry about that, but he just appeared…"
"I just appeared? That's so nice. Make me look like the villain."
"You are the villain. You almost made my dear friend have a heart attack. Not to mention you did just appear and scared me none the less." Pan said with her tongue already emerging from her mouth. "Anyways, it's his fault that I'm on time. He had his driver, hair stylist, and makeup artist get me ready."
"Hey! They aren't my stylists! They're my sisters. I just have access to anything I want. And I wanted you to look as best as possible and be on time without lighting your apartment on fire."
Yume laughed at her friend as her tongue slowly retracted and she looked pouty. "She's only mad because she lit one of her apartments on fire trying to style her hair for a date two years ago. It was pretty funny come to think of it."
Trunks and Yume shared a grin before trying to console Pan, "It's okay. I won't hate you as long as you don't light anything of mine on fire. Actually I wouldn't hate you then either because I can replace anything."
Pan continued to pout before Trunks surprised her by wrapping her up in his arms. She couldn't help but grin after. What girl doesn't want to be in a guy's arms?
A/N: There you are. I've noticed no reviews, but I was having fun with the chapter so I actually finished. I'm not really sure what I want to do next. If you have some great idea for the next chapter, or even just a starter for me, that'd be nice if you'd give them to me. Please Please review!
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