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Saiyan Chik – No they're not Saiyan in this story...

Chapter 6

I think I should redecorate my office. I scan the drab cream walls, holding nothing but a few of my certificates that prove I am qualified to sit in this seat. I have done absolutely nothing to this space since I started working here eleven years ago as CEO. My phone is buzzing and I'm contemplating whether I want to answer or not. I told that annoying assistant of mine I did not want to be disturbed today! Sighing, I decide on the former. "Yes…"

"Miss Pan Son is here to see you, sir." Megan replies sounding annoyed.

I can't help the smile gracing my lips at the sound of her name. I haven't seen her since Sunday, when she slept over and told me her life story. My heart is thumping in my chest as I walk toward the door. What the hell is wrong with me?! She turns in my direction when she hears the door opening and I falter. What has my stupid assistant done this time?

"Trunks…" she greets solemnly.

"H-Hi Pan, come in…" I click the door shut after she enters my back still to her. Was it something I did? She doesn't seem too happy to see me. I turn to face her, she's standing directly in front of me now and I step back my rear hitting the door. "Are you okay? Is it Megan, because I can…?"

"It's not Megan! I told you this would happen! Everyone is giving me nasty looks down there, because somehow I've become Trunks Briefs new pet!"

"W-What are you talking about?" I ask meekly, staring at her dumbfounded. Her hands are on her hips and she's scowling at me!

"You giving me my money back! Rumours spread like wild fire Trunks, even when you advise them to keep quiet. Did you think there's only one person dealing with the Mall's rentals?!"

"Shit! I will dismiss the lot right now!"

"I do not want to be the cause of another man losing his livelihood. I told you that I wanted to do this on my own…" She sighs raising her hands in defeat, and I can see the tears forming in her eyes.

I grab hold of her arms and pull her toward me, holding her close as she rests her head on my chest. "I'm sorry Pan…Can I ask you something?

She nods her head and retracts from my embrace. "Sure…"

"Why don't you want anyone to know we're friends? If I want to help you then it's between us, right? Screw everyone else… Have you lost any business this past week because of what I did?"

She bites her bottom lip while scanning the room. "It's not that I don't want people to know, they talk Trunks. I mean, look at you and look at me…" she explains dejectedly, "...and no, I haven't lost any business since. "

I know exactly what she meant by that statement. Here I am most eligible bachelor and apparently gorgeous. Why would I take an interest in her? "Don't ever do that again Pan! Degrade yourself because of me. I want you in my life because of who you are, and you are beautiful…dammit Pan! You are the best thing to come into my life and if anyone has a problem with it…well, then it's their problem. I don't give a fuck about what anyone says! Let them stare at us and gossip behind our backs. I am not letting this affect our friendship. I hate seeing you struggle when I know I have the means to help you…"

"Okay…" she whispers, interrupting my rant.

"Please, I only want to…wait…what!?"

"I said okay. No more hiding and you can help out…within reason though!"

I pick her up and spin her around while she laughs delightfully…music to my ears.

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I enter through the back door of her little bakery where the kitchen is. "Hi…"

She looks up at me and continues washing the baking trays. "Hi, if you're here to give me a car, I already told you earlier…"

"Nope, no car… I thought maybe I could give you a ride home." I shrug, looking at her hopefully. She narrows her eyes at me, but I somehow manage to stay composed.

"Sure…" she replies hesitantly, "Do you want to wait here, or shall I meet you at your office?"

I spot a tray of freshly baked cookies. "I'll wait…"

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"This is not the way to my house Trunks! What are you up to mister? You said you would take me home!"

I glance at her through the corner of my eye without responding. She's sulking, her arms crossed over her chest and a puckered brow. I stop in front of an apartment complex about two blocks away from my house. I step out of the car and walk toward the passenger side, opening the door for her. "We're here."

"I'm not getting out until you tell me what this is about." She pouts.

"Come on Panny…please." She glares at me before averting her eyes. I can see her fighting back a smile.

"I don't like this one bit Briefs." She says while getting out of the car.

I grin at her while offering my arm which she accepts with a huff, and we're off…walking toward her new home, she just doesn't know it yet.

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"What did you do and why are all my things here!?"

Oh boy...she's mad, but I am prepared for this…I think. "I spoke with Kelly a few days ago and told her I was surprising you. She was more than willing to help."

She walks around the open-plan living and dining area. "This is too much Trunks, I will pay you back. I take it you had to put a deposit down for this rental?"

"Nope, I bought it."

She gawks at me. "You bought it! I am not living here for free Trunks, I told you within reason! Do you understand what that means?"

"Of course I do, but I don't want your money and you have no choice because all your things are already here. Besides I made sure Kelly found a replacement for your old room."

"You've thought of everything, haven't you? Trunks I can't…

"Yes you can and you will. Free cake for life is all I want, and maybe a few home cooked meals."

"What choice do I have?"

"None whatsoever…Now about that car…"

"Don't push it Briefs! I think I can afford to buy my own car after all this." She waves her arms dramatically.

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"Hello Trunks"

"Hey Bulla, Pan." I'm still half asleep and hungry. "What time is it?"

"After 3…" Bulla replies.

"Huh, what day is it?"

"Saturday…" Bulla replies again while Pan stares at me incredulously.

For the past two months I have been swamped with meetings and annual budget reports. I am sleep deprived and have not seen much of my family or Pan, well except for ringing her every other day. I pulled an all-nighter to finish the last of the reports and now I'm free! I hope, I so need a vacation...

Pan on the other hand appears less stressed; she has settled into her new place and loves it! She still tries to pay the rent which I transfer back every time. I've tried a few times to persuade her to call her family, but she says she's not ready yet and I don't want to push her too much. She and Bulla are joined at the hip, that is when I'm not around to steal her away. I'm happy she's getting along with my family; my mother absolutely adores her and has been bugging me to make a move. I always brush it off by telling her we're just good friends. To be honest, I really don't know what I feel for her? All I know is that I cannot possibly picture my life without her. No clue, I guess I'll figure it out one day…

"Do you ladies have anything planned for the rest of the day because…"

"Well, I've invited Pan to go clubbing with me and Ryan, but she's refusing to go." My sister pouts and looks at me with puppy eyes. Ryan is the new flavour of the month I guess, and Pan is not in the mood to be a third wheel. She's complained a few times after going out with my sister and her 'guy friends'.

I chuckle at my sisters antics, I know what she wants and I could honestly use the distraction. "We'll go…"

"Briefs…!"

"Come on Pan, I need to do something other than work or sit and think about work."

"Yippee…" Bulla squeals. "I have the perfect dress for you Pan…" she's already got hold of Pan's arm, dragging her out of the kitchen.

"No make-up Bulla, I mean it!" I here Pan yell as they make their way up the stairs.

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The club is crowded, music blaring. I grab Pan's hand as we make our way to the back where the booths are; luckily we find an empty one big enough for four people.

I cannot seem to focus on anything else but Pan; she looks absolutely gorgeous this evening. She has on a sexy low back, silver-black sequined dress. It stops about mid-thigh and fits her like a glove, showing off her curves. It has a straight but low neckline, revealing just enough cleavage to tease and is held up by thin straps which connect to another mid-back, coming down in a V-shape just above her bottom. Basically her whole back was exposed, and I was finding it really hard to control my hormones. I had no idea she had such a body underneath all that baggy clothing she always wore. To top that she had on a pair of killer stiletto strappy sandals which laced up to her knees…I'm about to die! Her hair was naturally straight and stopped in the middle of her back with her bangs framing her face, which has no make-up on it. She didn't need any…

"I'm going to get some drinks." I needed to distance myself for a little while, so I can calm this fire burning in my veins.

I'm waiting patiently at the bar for our drinks when I feel someone touching my arm. As I'm turning I bump into my assistant who is standing there with a few friends.

"Hello, Mr Briefs." She greets, running her hand up my arm in a disturbing way while her friends are ogling me all starry-eyed.

"H-Hi Megan, fancy meeting you here."

"Oh, we come here fairly often. I didn't know you liked clubbing? I would've invited you long ago…Can I buy you a drink or tempt you to dance? She asks flirtatiously.

I'm about to refuse when someone squeezes passed Megan wrapping her arms around my middle.

"I was coming to check if you needed any help carrying…oh…Hi Megan." Pan says in a startled tone.

I know she's already seen her before this, but I decide to play along. I smell Bulla all over this one! I run my hand up Pan's exposed side. "It was nice seeing you Megan and thanks for the offer, but I have to refuse. As you can see, I'm already occupied.

Megan gives me a half smile "No worries Mr Briefs, enjoy your evening." She glares at Pan before walking away, her groupies following close behind her.

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"Trunks, ask Pan to dance! You guys have been sitting here all night."

I roll my eyes at Bulla, knowing she won't stop until she has her way, and slide out of the booth offering Pan my hand. "Care to dance?"

"I-I'm not really good…"

"It doesn't matter, come on. You know Bulla won't stop pestering us until we do."

I steer her onto the dance floor, grabbing hold of her hips as we start grinding to the music. She turns around, her back against my chest as she sways form side to side with her hands above her head. I can feel something happening below the belt and I realise that for the first time she's turning me on. I spin her around again, making sure to keep her at arm's length...What's wrong with me, I'm lusting after my best friend! We dance through a few songs before the music slows down.

She looks up at me a bit flustered and smiles. "Thanks Briefs…that was fun!"

She's about to walk away and before I know what I'm doing, I grab her arm pulling her back. "Dance with me…" I whisper into her ear. I'm a bit tipsy and feeling kind of bold tonight.

She nods and rests her hands on my shoulders, her eyes searching mine. She seems a bit unsure, but after a while they reflect their usual playful spark, that she reserves only for me. I slowly wrap my hands around her frame until her body is flush against mine. She runs her hands into my hair,curling her fingers at the nape. Sending a shiver up my spine.

I stroke her bare back as we move to the music, her head resting on my shoulder while her hot breath brushes my neck.

"Pan…"I whisper, massaging her spine with a feather touch.

"Mhm…" her fingers grip my hair firmly.

I spread my fingers in her hair as she rests her head in my palm. I dip her, the tip of my nose caressing her skin pausing just above her cleavage before bringing her up again. Her eyes are closed and her breathing laboured. Next thing I know my lips are on hers and I kiss her tenderly…