(Trunks POV) The lights were dim and the music was loud. The atmosphere was humming with energy. Everyone was already dancing when I got there. I said hi to all the members of the Z gang. But it seemed as if the guest of honor had not arrived yet. Marron, Krillen and 18's daughter, sauntered up to me. She was wearing a black skintight dress that showed off her model like figure.

"Wow when was the last time I saw her?"I thought following the hypnotic sway of her hips.

"Hey Trunks ! Nice party! Any sign of Pan?" she asked.

"No I guess not. I haven't seen you in quite a while. How you've been?

"Well super busy! I've been working as a waitress to get me through grad school. How 'bout you Mr. President?" she said flashing me a flirtatious wink.

Before I could answer, suddenly some really but upbeat Meringue song came on.

"Oh my gosh! I learned how to do this song in my dance class! Come dance with me trunks please!"Marron said excitedly, grabbing my hand. Before I could protest she dragged me to the dance floor, and started moving to the beat. However I was not very good dancing this fast and did not fully keep up. As I was about to make an excuse to get off the dance floor, I laid eyes on the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. She was standing in the corner somewhat awkwardly, watching all of us dance She was in a red dress that showed off her curves in all the right places, her long raven tresses tossed behind her back and had with the most mesmerizing black eyes I have ever laid eyes upon. Eyes that quickly found mine. As their dark abysse(s) ensnared me, I slowly began to have a sense of déjà vu. They were familiar but I couldn't quite remember to whom they belonged to. We stared at each other for a full minute but to me it was an eternity until Marron snapped me out of it.

"Trunks! Come on let's keep dancing! The songs almost over!" She said.

I had to know who she was. "Excuse me." I calmly but forcefully let go of her hand. When the girl in the red dress saw me walking towards her eyes widened and she disappeared. All that was left was a hint of her sweet perfume. I went into the direction she went and with my saiyin sense of smell was able to find her. She was alone at the balcony staring at the huge moon.

(Switch to Pan's point of view)

The moment our eyes met on the dance floor I was frozen. My heart pounding was the only sound audible as it drowned out the sound of the loud music. I felt as if we were the only people on the planet. And then when he was walking towards me, I couldn't take it! I felt like I was 15 again and took off, scared by the intensity of our gaze. This was how it felt like to be in utterly and completely love. . Whatever feelings I had had in the past for anyone else were nothing, nothing compared to this. I glanced behind me and did not see him. I couldn't deny it: I was definitely not over Trunks. I didn't look back as I ran and opened the first door I could find to get out. However, I soon realized, that it lead into a balcony.

"Crap! I'm cornered!" thought, panicking. I was in such a state of shock that I forgot I knew how to fly. I was about to head back when the moon caught my eye. I had never seen it this big. It was huge! And slightly red.

"Wow!" I said aloud.

"Beautiful isn't it?" I looked behind me and saw the man who was responsible for the inner turmoil I was currently going through. He was as handsome as ever, all decked out in a tux, his hair messy but yet elegant as it framed his face perfectly. This man was clearly the purple haired equivalent of the Greek god Apollo.

"Not as beautiful as you."I blurted out and turned bright red. He laughed. I blushed crimson and looked away.

"Hey isn't that supposed to be my line?" He quickly closed the distance between us so he was close enough to move a stray hair away from my face. "Whats your name?"

After he said that my body went cold. "You don't know who I am?"I said turning away.

"Not exactly, but I know I've met you before."

"Wow, I feel honored. The supposed genius President doesn't recognize the party 's guest of honor." And with that I took off into the night, leaving him there to process that information.

(Trunks POV)

Guest of honor…? No it couldn't be. My eyes widened in realization.

"Pan! I yelled and took off after her."

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