Chapter Nine: A Deadly Crush and Ciara

A/N: Why do you people keep asking me! I don't own DBZ! Man! Gawd!...it's too expensive, and I still haven't paid my friend a dollar back.

Ciara munched on the popcorn as they watched the romantic tragedy of the modern Rome and Juliet play on the screen. Ciara kept nodding off, and Marron was sniffing in her seat beside her, completely into the movie. Why did she have to pick this one? The movie was three hours long. So Ciara was stuck with a sobbing Marron, with a sobbing movie, in a theatre of sobbing people. Comedies were more her type; laughter, food for the soul.

Finally after three grueling hours, they exited the theatre and got into Marron's car.

"Was that not the saddest thing you ever saw?" Marron started the engine and pulled into the street. "The way they killed themselves just to be with someone. Now that's love."

"No, what's love is cooking for a Saiyan…."Ciara mumbled.

"What was that?" Marron asked as she turned down her radio.

"I just said I agree." Ciara leaned back in her seat and yawned. It was past midnight and Ciara felt like sleeping after that eye sore of a movie.

"You wanna hang out at my crib!" Marron asked excitedly," It will be fun! I can dress you up and have a make-over! And we can watch movies and eat popcorn!"

Ciara groaned, "We just ate popcorn and saw a movie."

"Oh, c'mon. It'll be great!" Ciara rolled her eyes having no choice.

Pan had to bite her lip to keep from laughing. Bra had to do the same. Marron and Ciara had came over to Pan's house to show off Ciara's new look for the day since she spent the night over. Ciara had never felt more embarrassed.

She had on a yellow tank top with a built in bra that didn't hold up to well, and had on a white mini skirt. She had a pound of make-up on her face that itched because having dirt on your face didn't suit Ciara. On her feet were white and yellow flowery sandals and her hair was curled and twisted instead of her usual straight and in a pony tail. One would say she looked quite well, but they way she slumped and acted the tomboy she was it just looked funny.

"Isn't she cute!" Said Marron as she made Ciara twirl around, "Yellow is totally her color!"

Pan cupped her hands and brought them to her face,"Aw! You wook wike a wittle pwetty pwincess!" She said in a baby voice. Her and Bra burst out laughing.

Ciara smirked evilly and turned to Marron, "Don't you think we should give them a make-over also?" Marron gasped with a smile and Bra and Pan immediately shut up.

"That's a great idea! Hold on, while I get my make-up." She left to get in her car for her bag. Ciara smirked at the two jokers.

Pan glared at Ciara,"I hate you."

Ciara smiled, "No you don't."

Trunks stared at Pan. Pan had an angry blush below her eyes. Obviously she didn't like the make-over that Marron had gave her. She wore tight skimpy lavender shorts with a matching blouse and even had matching flip flops and eye shadow. His sister Bra didn't mind so much wearing the black and white outfit as Pan. Marron popped up behind Pan.

"I wanted her to match your hair color so I got all the purple I could! Doesn't she look awesome!" Marron shouted with glee.

Trunks scratched the back of his neck, "Uh, yeah. Sure." Pan sent him death glares before turning to Marron.

"That's it! I'm changing! I feel like a plum!" She stomped over to the door way.

"Actually, you look more like a grape." Said Trunks. Pan growled at him, but he smiled," But I'm glad you guys are here. Pack your bags everyone, we're going to my summer condo in Miami." They stared at with huge eyes and slacked mouths.

"Miami, Florida!"

"In America!"

"When did you get a condo!"

Trunks smiled, "I recently bought and furnished it so I decided to invite you guys to stay for two weeks in my first condo." All the girls jumped and hugged each other.

"We're going to Miami! We're going to Miami!" Pan broke away.

"Oh no, I don't have a bathing suit."

Trunks blinked, "You don't have a bathing suit? But you swim in your lake all the time. What do you wear?" Pan raised an eyebrow at him. Her family owned a small private lake that was actually built when they were attacked by enemies. Trunks seemed to get the picture because a blush fell over his cheeks. "Oh."

The girl giggled and Ciara put a hand on Pan's shoulder's, "That's okay. I don't have one either."

Marron draped her arms on both of their shoulders, "I smell shopping!" The two girls groaned.

Trunks grabbed his jacket off the chair, "Well I'll leave you girls with your shopping." He walked by, but Bra grabbed his arm.

"Hold on there bro. You're coming too. You need to pick out Pan's bathing suit. That's what boyfriends do." Bra steered him back to the living room.

"They do?" He asked unsurely. He looked at Pan for answers, but she merely shrugged.

"Of course they do! Now c'mon!" She grabbed his hand and steered him to her car and the others followed.

Trunks sat on the stool waiting for the girls to finish what they were doing. He picked up a magazine that was on the table and began flipping through the pages. He could hear Marron, Bra, and Pan arguing in the stalls.

"C'mon, the pink one looks great!" said Marron.

"I don't wear pink," Pan grumbled.

"I like the blue one," said Ciara.

"Yeah, me too. It shows good cleavage for Trunks." Marron said in a joking way.

"Marron!" Pan yelled.

"Just put it on, and we'll put ours on."

Trunks looked up from the magazines to the stall doors where he heard all of them. Girls were weird.

Damn, Pan. When did your boobs get so big?"

"I swear Marron!" Trunks looked back at the magazine, but now had a very sexual image of Pan and he couldn't shake it out of his mind. Then again he wasn't sure if he wanted to or not.

Ciara came up to him, "Okay Trunks, ready to see?" She was wearing a red bikini with swirls on the. Before he could respond, she said. "First your sister wearing a dazzling lime green bikini with matching flip flops and hat." Trunks wasn't too keen on seeing his sister. "Next Marron wearing a pink bikini with laces." Marron twirled around for him and moved out of the way. "Next Pan, wearing a …..Pan? Pan come on out."

"No. I look skimpy!" Pan called out.

"No, you look sexy! There's a difference!" Bra pointed out.

"If you don't come out, we'll drag you out." Marron said putting her hand on her hip.

"No!"

Bra and Marron both sighed and walked to the stall and wrenched it open. They grabbed Pan's hands and tried to pull her out, but she wouldn't go past the frame. Trunks stood up, trying to see Pan, but all she could see was her bobbing raven black hair. Then with one huge tug and Bra using her Saiyan strength, Pan was hurled out of the stall and into Trunks.

Trunks looked up at Pan who was sitting on his hips. Gorgeous. She looked gorgeous. A huge blush swept his and her cheeks as they looked at each other. Pan had on a dark blue bikini that indeed showed much of her cleavage. Like Marron said, when did Pan's breasts get so large?

Quickly they jumped off each other and both were crimson as they looked in different directions. Bra nudged her brother in the ribs. "You got some competition bro. Men are going to be all over Pan now that she's showing off her D's."

"Bra!" Pan shouted.

"Don't worry," said Trunks as he examined Pan with his eyes, "I'll just have to beat them off with a stick."

"You know," said Marron, "I thought that very athletic people had small boobs."

"You also got to remember that she's Saiyan and they sometimes develop more maturely." said Ciara.

"Can you people stop talking about me! I'm right here y'know!" Pan shouted as she marched to the dressing room to change.

Ciara capsuled her suitcases and stuffed them in her pocket. Trunks had told them that Uub and Goten were also going to be there, so this gave Ciara the perfect opportunity to hook Uub and Marron up. But she was starting to have her doubts. What if Marron never liked Uub and only married him because everyone was already with someone? Was Uub just a stand in? Poor Uub, he was a good man. They hung out a lot when he and Marron came to visit.

Ciara looked in the mirror and raised an eyebrow. Why am I acting like he's dead?

She shook her head and walked off to find the others. She met them over at Capsule Corp where Pan and Bra capsuled boxes of snacks to satisfy five Saiyan appetites.

"If we finish all this before we land, I am seriously going to put Goten on a diet." Bra laughed at Pan's joke. Her uncle was the biggest eater out of them all, but he was also very muscular being a Z fighter.

Uub and Goten landed and smiled, "Alright a vacation! Sun, sweat! And souvenirs!" Goten shouted.

Trunks walked out of the tower and went through all the things on the list. He counted everyone out to make sure that everyone was there.

"Okay, looks like we're all here. You ready to put this show in the air?" He opened the door to the aircraft to allow everyone inside. They all took their seats and the two Brief siblings took the pilot seats.

"Hey, let's sing a song to pass the time," Goten said happily. "Ninety-nine bottles of sake on the wall! Ninety- nine bottles of sake!"

"Goten, I swear if you sing that song, I will throw you out this plane." Said Uub sternly. Goten was always the playful type and was never afraid to make a fool out of himself just for laughs. Everyone laughed, including Goten.

Trunks looked back at his co-pilot. His sister had fallen asleep, but he had the plane under control. He looked back at the others and saw they were asleep too except for Pan. She was propped up in her seat reading a book. He smiled and turned back to the giant windshield.

"Ugh Goten! Get off!" Uub shouted. Goten had fallen over in his chair and his head was in Uub's lap, drooling on his pants.

Trunks and Pan both laughed at the sight. Uub pushed the still snoring Goten off and back in his own seat. "We'll be there in an hour, so you can sleep if you want to." Trunks said to Pan.

Pan smiled, "That's okay. I like the scenery." She gazed out the window at the passing clouds.

Trunks was about to point out that she knew how to fly and saw this all the time, but he didn't want to ruin her peaceful moment.

"Wake up everyone. We're here." Called out Bra. Pan rubbed her eyes and stared at the palm trees out the window. Everyone jumped up to go outside. The sun warmed their skin and the breeze from the ocean cooled them off. It was beautiful here in Miami. Trunks capsuled the aircraft and stuck it with the others.

"Everyone got their stuff? Good, so follow me." Trunks led the way down the street. He had been here several times for meetings, but this time it was a vacation. He would actually be able to go to the beach. Everyone admired the tall buildings and flashy signs. They definitely looked like tourists.

He led them to a giant building and they ascended up the elevator to one of the top floor. Trunks took out his key and opened the door. This wasn't a condo, it was a house! It was much bigger than what they had expected for a condo. They had a gourmet kitchen, two bathrooms, a back porch, a giant living room and den with a big screen television, and expensive Italian furniture. It was amazing what you could do with money.

"Alright, so let's decide on rooms. Pan and Ciara can have the farthest one; Marron and Bra will have the one next to theirs; and we'll have the one next to the kitchen. Good?" Trunks asked rubbing his hands together.

"Great." They all said, and went into their assigned rooms to unpack.

Pan, Uub, Goten, Bra, Ciara, Trunks, and Marron were all walking down the beach in their bathing suits. Pan had a t-shirt over hers with no pants.

"Alright, who's up for a surf?" Goten asked as he got his board ready.

"Count me in," said Pan.

"Wait up for me," Bra grabbed her board and raced into the water after Goten and Pan.

"I have to go see someone, I'll be back in fifteen minutes," Trunks said to Ciara. Then he walked back to the condominium and drove off in his car. Marron spread out a blanket and took out some tanning oil.

"Ciara, can you put some on my back?" She asked as she squirt some on her arms.

Ciara grabbed her sandals and held onto them, "Sorry, but I'm going to the snack bar. Get Uub to help you." She walked off, knowing now that Uub was massaging oils onto her bare back and all he had to do was make the right moves and she was his.

Ciara put on her sandals and walked up to the snack bar and sat down on one of the stools, "Can I get a Diet Coke please?"

"Sure thing miss," said the bartender as he gave her the glass. She drank some of it for several minutes while watching the television in the corner about the beauties of Florida.

"Excuse me, miss?" Ciara turned around to see a man with blonde streaked hair and very tan. He did look pretty good." Do you have a piece of dynamite? 'Cause you just blew my mind." He gave her a flashy smile.

Ciara snorted, "You call that a pick-up line. You need work." She sat down her drink and turned to fully face him. "Try this," She stuck her hand out," Ciara Nimbus."

He shook it, "Sean Combs. You're not from around here. Where are you from?"

"Japan actually. Just outside of Tokyo," She said as she gave the bartender her glass for a refill. "What about you?"

"I live here, born and raised. I come down to the beaches for bikini chicks," He attempted to suave her by giving a flashy smile. Except that it didn't work. "But I've never seen one as beautiful as you."

"So you can't keep a stable girlfriend, so instead you go after the ones that can only stay for a week?" Ciara huffed, "Maybe you should seek some ass and not tits. It seems to be more your style." She paid for the drinks and walked off.

She heard him mumbled, "Burn."

She walked back to the beach to see that the others were still back in the ocean and Uub and Marron were lounging out. Bra climbed out of the ocean and sat her board down and put her hands on her hips.

"C'mon guys. Have a little fun. Who knows when there will be another one of these days." Bra stood in front of Marron to block her sun.

"Aw, C'mon Bra. I am having fun." Marron rolled over on her back. Bra rolled her eyes and Ciara took her arm.

"C'mon, lets go and see what they have in town." Ciara nudged her to the condo, which Bra obliged. They walked up to the parking lot to Bra's car, but noticed that Trunks had just pulled in. He parked next to her and they saw that there was another man in the passenger seat.

Trunks climbed out," Hey guys. I want you to meat someone." The man in the passenger side climbed out. "This is Haketi Sombu. He's the top robotic scientist of the Capsule Corp here in America and a good friend of mine."

Ciara was frozen to the spot. A great chill and loathe descended through her spine. It was him. The man that kidnapped her and Pan and gave her mother that horrible disease that was killing her. And here he was in front of her, younger and more cleanly cut. Ciara glared at him and gripped her fist, about to nail him in the gut.

"Ciara, are you okay?" Bra's voice ringed in her ears. Ciara unclenched her fist and cleared her throat.

"Yeah, I'm just not feeling that well." She nodded to Trunks and Haketi, "Good day to you sir." She gave him a false smile and pulled Bra into her car and Ciara climbed into the driver's side and sped out of the parking lot and onto the road going ten over.

"Whoa, slow down speed demon. I can't have another ticket." Bra said. Then she saw the anger and hate on her face. "Are you okay?"

Ciara shook her head, "No I'm not. That's him. The whole reason why I'm here. He's the one that's going to give Pan the disease."

Bra gasped, "Are-are you sure?"

"Positive. I don't know why, but he told me he gave it to her when she had me thinking it was epidural or something." Ciara gripped the steering wheel, "He's going down though. My one chance and I'm not letting him get her. Not when I'm here. Not when I've come so close."

Bra gulped. Sometimes Ciara was scary. But Bra wasn't going to stop her. She wanted Pan in the future to be as healthy as can be too.

After a few laps around the city, they headed back to the condo. They pulled into the parking lot and saw that the others weren't at the beach.

"They must be in the room," said Bra. Immediately, Ciara ran up the steps and clashed through the front door and saw Trunks, Pan, and that bastard laughing at a joke. Ciara felt heated anger rush through her as she saw that Haketi was watching Pan closely.

"Hey, everyone! How are you!" Ciara shouted to get their attention. Pan wiped her eyes from tears that she made laughing so hard.

"Oh, Ciara." Pan said, "You should have been there. Haketi tells the most hilarious jokes! I almost wet myself!" She stood up and walked to the kitchen. "You guys want anything?"

"Sure, get us two sodas," said Trunks. He turned in his seat to see Haketi. "So, how's your life going?"

Haketi sipped the drink that Pan presented him, "It's going well. The industry still demands more but we're doing the best we could."

"Hey, we came here to have fun, so I don't want you talking about your careers. As of right now, you're care-free men." Pan sat down on the chair in the corner.

"Yes ma'am," said Haketi. A powerful surge over took Ciara as she growled deeply in her throat. How dare he speak to Pan like that!

Trunks and Pan noticed the increase in Ciara's ki, but before they could say anything Bra came running in. She was out of breath and leaned against the wall. Trunks raised an eyebrow at her.

"You okay sis?" He asked.

Bra nodded and pointed to Pan, "We…need…to go….shopping…" She panted. Pan blinked at her.

"Actually I don't feel like shopping, but thanks though." Pan took a sip of her drink and rested it on the night stand.

"No you have to!" Ciara called out desperately. Everyone stared at her. "I mean, we definitely need to get you some souvenirs! So come on Pan!"

"Look, if she doesn't want to go she doesn't have to." Said Trunks crossing his arms Vegeta style. "You can shop later this is only our third day here."

Ciara stared at him, to Pan, to Haketi. She didn't want to leave her alone with him, but Trunks was here. He wouldn't allow anything to happen to her, right?

Bra grabbed her elbow. "C'mon Ciara. Let's go." She forced Ciara to walk, but her eyes never left the three until Bra shut the door. Ciara immediately rounded on Bra.

"What are you doing! We can't leave her alone with him! What were you-"But Bra covered her mouth with her palm and pressed a finger to her lips. She then took Ciara down to the elevator.

"Look, you told me he injected her with it when she had you, right? So we can't just go in there and kill for a crime he didn't commit yet." Bra held onto Ciara's arm to keep her from going as the elevator opened.

"But what if he-"

"I promise I will not allow anything to happen to Pan. She is my best friend and my ally. I will not let anything happen to her. But you have to listen. You have to stay calm. If you just go charging in there and beat the shit out of him, Trunks will attack you. Trust me, he'll see you as a threat and I'm pretty sure he doesn't want to send his own daughter to the hospital. So you have to stand by. Do you hear me? Stand by." She said firmly. Ciara bit her lip and nodded. Bra hugged her and looked back at her.

They heard foot steps from the hallway and saw Trunks walking down towards them. He fumbled for his keys and looked up at them. "What are you guys doing here?"

"We-we were just leaving." Bra pulled Ciara into the elevator with Trunks and pushed the button and the elevator was now descending. "Why are you here, Trunks?"

"Well, I sensed that you guys were still here and I decided to go with you so that you can help me pick out a gift for Pan." He walked to his car and the girls followed, Ciara was practically in a trance. Bra looked back at her. Ciara just stared forward as she climbed in. Pan's only protection, wasn't with her. She was more than vulnerable.

Pan got up to make a sandwich as Haketi began flipping through the channels. She heard the television speak words that she didn't understand and it sounded like Spanish. She walked in there and saw that he was indeed watching a Spanish television show.

She walked in with her sandwich and sat down on the corner of the sofa. Haketi was on the other end. "Do you even know what they're saying?"

"Sure I do. I can speak Spanish." said Hakita, "Usted es una chico bonita."

Pan giggled and took a bite out of her sandwich, "And what does that mean?"

Haketi smiled and moved over to the middle cushion and closer to Pan. "It means you are a very beautiful girl." Pan felt uneasy about his coming closer to her, but she just sat her plate down on the night stand.

"Uh, thanks…."she said. He was starting to move closer to her and she kept leaning back.

"You know, they say that Spanish is the language of romance," he said as he leaned towards her. His voice was seductive.

"Uh, really? I always thought it was French. Hee Hee." She laughed nervously. Her back was flat out on the couch and he hovered above her; his face only inches from her. She gulped, wanting to send this guy into an oblivion, but she fought back the urge.

"Yo quiero tu." He breathed on her before he swept down to kiss her. "I want you." Except that Pan's motions were quicker than his and she put two fingers to her lips to block the kiss. Then she pushed him off and stood up.

"Look, I'm sorry, but I think you got the wrong idea." said Pan as she backed up a little. Haketi sat straight up on the couch.

"You mean you are not attracted to me?" He smirked, "That's strange 'cause I usually have women falling head over heels for me." He stood up and began to walk closer to her.

"No, I'm not attracted to you! I mean you seem like a great guy, but I already have someone!" Pan said as he forced her to back up against the wall. He put his hand over her head and got real close to her.

"Oh really? Who?"

Pan gulped, "Trunks. Trunks and I have been dating for three months now." It was the truth, they had.

But Haketi smiled. "I know you're attracted to me. Trunks has never been this sensual before."

This time she got angry. Sensual my ass! You're practically a rapist!

Haketi smiled at her angry face, "No woman can resist me."

Pan was fuming with anger. "This one can!" She punched him straight in the gut and knocking the wind out of him. He grabbed his stomach and tried to gasp for breath. Pan walked up to his twisting and turning body. "There is only one man I love and will ever love and you are definitely not him." She stepped over him and walked out the door.

Haketi watched after her. Dammit! He rubbed his stomach and took small calming breaths then charged after her. But Pan had already taken to the skies and he did not know where she was. He punched the wall of the parking garage in anger. Pan definitely owed him an apology. He was about to turn around when he heard someone talk to him.

"She denied you didn't she?" Haketi turned around, but saw no one.

"Who are you?" He called out. A man walked out of the shadows wearing a black trench coat, sunglasses and a hat. He was the type looked like they would mug you on the spot, so Haketi glared at him and looked around for a weapon.

"I am someone who knows you very well Haketi." The man took off the sunglasses and hat. Haketi gasped at the older image of himself. "My name is Haketi Sombu, and I use to work for Capsule Corp in Miami, Florida."

Haketi scanned over him with his eyes wide in disbelief, "B-but you can't be m-me…can you?"

"I am very much indeed you, and the same thing happened in my time. But I will tell you now that you are no match for her, but with future technology and both our brains, we can put an end to all of those Saiyans." He gripped his fist in front of him to show his determination. "And we will get back at Pan for denying us for Trunks Briefs. So, are you in?" He extended his hand.

Haketi stared at it before he shook it. "Deal." And the pack was set.