funnylove2

****Later****
�Methinks you have something to share�, said Bra shrewdly as she brushed her hair.
�Me?� asked Pan, startled
�No, I was asking the monster in my closet�, said Bra sarcastically. Pan flushed angrily and then sighed.
�How did you figure it out?�
Bra gave her a disbelieving look. �It is so obvious even a moron could see it! You, my friend have a crush on my brother�, said Bra accusingly.
�So what if I do?�
�Pan! He�s 14 years older than you!�
�So? It�s just a crush�, said Pan shrugging.
�A crush? Au contraire Mon ame, you have what is known as infatuation��, said Bra, shaking her finger at Pan.
�Oh? And what about you Miss Flirt!�
� I don�t know what you�re talking about!�
�Yeah right, let�s see, does the name Goten ring any bells?�
Bra gaped at her. �It�s� it�s not the same!�
�It�s exactly the same�
Bra thought for about three seconds. �Okay, so it is, now when did this crush on my brother start?�
Pan laughed. That was Bra for you, the human gossip mill. After that, the two got down to serious business, like what Nikki�s new hairstyle would look like on Lei.
Trunks sat in his room staring into space. Right down the hall was Pan. He had never realized how pretty she was�
�Shut up!� he smacked his head. �She is way to young for you, you�ll just hurt her!� But he couldn�t stop thinking about her. He began to pace.
�This isn�t getting me anywhere!� he exclaimed out loud. �Maybe I�ll think better in the morning�, he mumbled as he climbed into bed.
Pan awoke with a start. She squinted at the glowing numbers on the clock. 1:17. Pan had an uncontrollable urge suddenly to go see Trunks. �It�s one o�clock in the morning, he�s probably asleep! It�ll be okay.� She reasoned with herself as she padded out the door and down the hall. She opened Trunks� door a crack and peered in. There he was, on the bed! Opening the door a bit more, she slipped inside.
Trunks heard the door creak and the soft step of a foot on the floor. Feigning sleep, he opened his eyes a bit. It was Pan! He barely stopped himself from crying out. She was in nothing but a white t-shirt he recognized as Bra�s. He could clearly see the outline of her breasts against the thin white material. It took all his will power to continue breathing normally. She walked closer to him and it took all he had to stay still. When she was about three feet away from him she stopped and just looked. He couldn�t keep still any longer. He leaped up and Pan fell back against the wall. He slammed his hands against the wall on either side of her head, effectively trapping her.
Pan�s breath was ragged. Trunks� face was six inches from her own. She pressed herself against the wall and wondered if he could hear her heart racing as clearly as she could. He brought his face closer and her eyes fluttered shut. Moments later his lips trapped hers in a deep, soul-searing kiss that left her knees weak.