typical

TYPICAL LOVE

Pan raced down the university's corridors.
"I'm late Crap! Crap! Crap!" She sped pass other students leaving behind a trail of papers as the quater saiyan girl raced for the school's entrance where she was supposed to meet her father Gohan.It was known to be a highly frowned upon crime to be late in his books.But then again, summer break just started.

She ran outside.

"Trunks?!" Her heart gave a sudden lurch as the familiar lavender hair and blue eyes smirked at her in welcome.
"Hey Pan. Sorry, Gohan couldn't make it.Hop in." He open the passenger door of his new gleaming black convertible.Pan smiled though her heart was skipping vital beats.
*Why is he here?* "I see you regrew your hair." She glanced at him smiling nervously as she stepped into the car.
Trunks brushed back a length of long bangs."Yeah. Well, hopefully I'll find the time to cut it soon lest suffer the taughts of Vegeta saying I look like a girl." Pan laughed, not noticing the look of slight disbelief on his face.*Kami she's grown.I can't believe this babe used to be the brat I used to babysit. Babe?! What the hell am I thinking?!!?!? That's Gohan's daughter!*

He shook off the thought.�So how�s uni?� Pan shrugged as they started toward the far off dome of Capsule Corporation.
She couldn�t resist the urge to look him over *Stop it Pan! He�s too old for you! Remember your promise! Don�t be another of those those oogly-eyed girls, throwing themselves at him!*
�It�s okay. Don�t get half the stuff the babble on about though.�She answered casually. �That�s a nice suit.� She ran a finger along his arm, changing the subject.
He inwardly shivered at her touch.
Turning toward the road he said, �You sound just like me�
Pan adjusted her bandana, the one she always wore, off her head, shaking her hair loose over her shoulders.
Trunks glanced at her, a lump forming in his throat as the sunlight shone on her perfectly making her even more attractive.*You can�t! Why not? Because......You�re both adults. She�s only twenty for god�s sake! And Gohan�s daughter! He won�t kill you......much.* His brow creased in thought.

Pan watches Trunks frown.*Get over yourself Pan!* �Hey Trunks.� She smirked slyly, �So what have you been up to...Mr President? I�ve been seeing a lot of articles about you. You have been busy.� she winked playfully.
Trunks grinned showing lovely whites. �If you�re talking about Tiffany, Chelsa, Jane, Misato, Britney, Autumn and Jessica, they were just flings. Even though they clung like glue.� He speeds up alittle, the road flashes past at terrifying speeds.Pan yelped as Trunks nearly misses a truck.
�Baka! Watch the road!!!!!!!AYYIEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!�She grabbed the nearest thing which just happened to be Trunk�s leg. He laughed screeching into the Capsule Corp driveway.
�Oh did I scare you Panny?� He teased smirking.
Pan punched his arm �Baka!!!� She got out of the car ignoring him as she walked toward the front door. Trunks shook his head smiling as he trailed after her.

After heartfelt hellos from everyine, including a rib craking hug from Gohan and Videl, Pan escaped out side, walking through the vast grounds of Cc, lost in her thoughts.
*Don�t fall for him Pan.He�s too old for you, he�s arrogant, has the biggest ego..........But he�s also gorgeous, sweet, a great fighter and probaly great in........Huh?* She looked up, feeling the approach of a strange ki. *Who could that be?*
A clap of thunder overhead draws away her attention, followed by a sudden downpour of rain, drenching her. *Shit! Where�d this come from!?!* Muttering under her breath she flew up, racing toward the building and shelter.
She didn�t notice the approaching blur.
�AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!�
It crashed in to her, a glimpse of brown skin and hair before she crashed into darkness.

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�BULMA-SAN!� Ubuu carried the unconscious Pan in his arms. Everyone looked at him with worry. Marron and Trunks were strangely absent.
�UBUU! WHAT HAPPENED!?!� Bulma rushed over to inspect Pan. �She�s soaked!!�
Ubuu blushed, �Well I sorta hit her.� Gohan�s ki skyrocketed. �No! No! We bumped into one another!� He explained hastily.
�WELL?! �Bulma glared, �Bring her to one of our rooms and get her out of those wet clothes. GO!!� She pushed Ubuu toward the stairs.
A minute later he comes back having put Pan on a bed in one of the rooms.
Marron comes back in from the back door. �Hey.� She looked quizically at Ubuu.
Bulma looked around, �Where�s Trunks?�
�Oh he went up to his ..............�
An extremely loud scream can be heard upstairs.
�...room.�

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�Get away from me you rapist!!!!!!� Pan grabbed the blankets, hastily covering herself.
{A/N:remember she was undressed, so she�s only in her bra and underwear.}
Getting off the bed and away from the stuttering, shocked Trunks, she wrapped the blankets around her, running from the room.
Trunks stuttered before running after her. �Pan wait! I wasn�t trying to rape you! Wait!�
�Trunks you perverted baka!!!!!� She ran along the corrider clutching the blanket to her breast.
�Pan wait!!!!Stop!!!� He ran after her, his speed matching hers. He grabs at her arms but misses instead pulling on the blanket and making them both trip over the train.
They fell inevitably, Trunks ontop of the exposed Pan in a tangle of legs.
�Get off me you rapist!!!!� They lay sprawled in the corridor by the lounge stairs, Pan�s ear-spliting screams drawing the attention of those downstairs.
�Gomen Pan. I really wasn�t trying to rape you...� Trunks pleaded.
�Looks like it to me brat.� They both looked up to see everyone staring down at them.
Vegeta smirks, amused. �You would think this would be better done in your bedroom brat?�
Gohan�s ki skyrockets in fury.
They both go crimson, their faces going through every shade of red there is. Trunks gets off her slowly, noticably pale.
�WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING TO MY DAUGHTER TRUNKS!?!??! � Gohan screams, head enlarged and fire glowing in his eyes dangerously [If you�ve seen anime shows you know what I mean.] As he advanced, aura spewing, on the younger man.
Trunks started to back away, �Wait! Gohan, it�s not what you think! I just found her in my room! She was like that when I saw her!�
Pan got up wrapping the blanket around her self, blushing furiously. �That doesn�t explain why you were practically on top of me when I woke up!� They all turned to look at a cringing, red Trunks.
�I was just checking if you were okay!�
�LIE!Trunks you pervert!� Pan glares at him venomly.
Trunks flinched, �Gomen Pan. I really wasn�t trying anything!. Gomen. Gomen. Gomen.�
Ubuu stepped out from behind Goku, a hand to the back of his head. �Actually I should be the one apologising.Um.........because it was me who put you in there.� Pan and Trunks threw him death glares. �I didn�t know it was your room Trunks-kun!�
�It�s okay Ubuu. I believe you.� Marron put a hand on his shoulder. They smile at each other.
Pan rolled her eyes, still glaring at Trunks.
�Arrgh!!!� *Fine day to be back Pan.* She scowled. �Bra can I borrow some clothes?�
�Sure Pan.� Bra followed her friend to her room.
�I can�t believe you man!�Goten clapped his friend on the back, �I mean........Pan!� He started laughing.
Trunks held a hand to his face. �Shut up Goten.�
Gohan grunts and throws him a �I�m- going- to- kill- you- very- slowly- and- painfully- if- you- ever- try- that- again� look before stomping back downstairs. Vegeta, Bulma, Goku, ChiChi, Videl, 18 and Krillen followed suit.
�Hey, Trunks, the gang�s going to this nightclub later, would you like to come?� Ubuu asked, smiling as Marron slid an arm round his waist.
�Sure. I�ve got nothing better to do.� Trunks dug his hands in his pockets. �I�ll go get changed.� He stalked to his bedroom, Goten still laughing as he left.
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�So Pan, you coming?� Bra lifted an eyebrow at her friend.
Pan�s voice can be heard in Bra�s closet, slighty muffled. �I don�t know Bra, clubs aren�t really my thing.�
Flopping on the bed, Bra pouted, resting her head in the palm of her hands.
�You need to get out Pan. As you aways say, unversity boys are boring. Come on. A night of dancing, cute guys and lights will do your social life good.� She twisted her head to peer in the closet for a reaction.
A sign could be heard. �Fine. You talked me into it.� *As always*, she thought to herself.
Pan walked out dressed in a white singlet with black, glittering stars across the front, jean hot shorts and her trademark bandana...in red.
�How do I look?� She tugged on sneakers and fingerless gloves.
�That suits you. Absolutely cute.� *In a tomboyish sort of way.* �Lucky you kept some of your stuff here.� *It�s not like I�d wear something like that.* Bra sat up on the bed. �Ready? Let�s go.�
The two walk towards Trunk�s room where the rest were waiting. For some reason, Trunks couln�t help but stare at Pan, and how the clothes hugged her curves.
She blushed, feeling his stare.
�Trunks, we�re taking the limo.� Bra commanded, sliding her arm around Goten�s. Trunks rolled his eyes but didn�t complain as they stepped into the awaiting limo outside.
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The Z teens arrived to a mass crowd and huge paparazzi flashes outside the best nightclub in Satan city.
As they stepped out to the flashes of multiple cameras and the screams of [ahem] over exhilarated girls all, centered on Trunks.
�Mr Briefs! Who is your new girlfirend!?� A reporter ran up to a bewildered Trunks.
�No comment.� He hurried to the entrance, slipping a couple hundred dollars to the doorman. They were slammed by loud blaring music immediately.
Bra, Goten, Ubuu and Marron head toward the crowed dancefloor, hand in hand with their mates.
Pan took a big mental breath, flashinga smile at Trunks. �You want to get something to eat?�
To her relief and utter disorientation, he smiled putting an arm around her shoulders. �I�d thought you�d never ask.�
They sat down on a table, a waiter immediately appearing witha notepad in hand.
�What you having man?�
�Um... I think two of everything will be good.�
The waiter�s eyes bulged.
�E...everything!?!� Trunks and Pan nodded.
�...okay.� He looked at them weirdly before walking off.
Trunks smirked, turning his attention back on Pan.

�You look nice tonight Pan.� *Not to mention gorgeous and lovely...maybe...whoa! Trunks what are you thinking!?! This is Pan! PAN! So what? Grahhh!!*
He brushed bangs away from a slighty pink face.
�Thanks.� Pan smiled again, competely lost. *Had to fall for the one guy that used to baby sit you. Idiot!* Thankfully the food arrived. �Mmm finally!�
As per usual the mass of steaming food disappeared into demi-saiyan stomachs in less then 5 seconds.
   Trunks eyed a blonde across the bar. *I need to clear my mind.* Without saying a word he got up, going over to the flirting blonde. And left Pan alone and devasted.
�Don�t start now Pan.� She muttered to herself. *I will not cry.* Taking a deep breathe to control her emotions she ordered another drink.
�So what�s a beautiful girl like you sitting here all alone?�
Pan looked up, startled and met flashing hazel eyes, topped by short spikey hair.
�Hi.� *Kami he�s cute! Not as handsome as Trunks, no one is but... The possiblities...*
He sat down occupying Trunk�s empty seat. �Hello. The name�s Ash   [mental laugh] I hope that guy wasn�t your boyfriend or anything.� He smiled showing perfect whites.
Pan smirked deciding to flirt a little *What�s the harm?* �Nope. Nice to meet you Ash. I�m Pan.� She held out a hand and to her surprise and embarrssment he kissed it lightly. Heat rose in her cheeks.
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Trunks frowned as he saw Pan and someguy sitting annoyingly close together.
�So like, then, there was this whole thing about it......�
He turned his attentions back on the blonde, Nina was it? Realising she had been talking for the last 5 minutes without him knowing what the hell it was, he nodded pretending to listen.
Nina leaned closer, moving seductively.
�So what are you doing later?�
�Huh? Depends.� He knew this girl was going a little fast but he HAD to get his mind of Pan.
�Ahuh.� She had started to talk again. Great.

Pan felt her eyes straying again to Trunks and saw him kissing a girl!! Her throat went dry as her heart broke into a million pieces. Like it always did. *Trunks how could you!?!*
Hastily saying bye to Ash she ran across the dance floor, blinking back tears. She took fight into the night sky, letting hot painful tears of hurt and betrayal run down her cheeks.
�Trunks you FOOL!�

He felt the sudden increase of Pan�s ki, but when he looked around there was no sign of her.
*Shit!*
Running outside, ignoring the cries of the girl he flew up searching frantically for her.
�I hope you�re ok Pan-chan.�
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For the next month, ever since that night, when Pan had come home sobbing, and crying herself to sleep, she had enveloped herself in training, fuelled by her ander and hurt.
�HAHHHHHHH!!!� Flying straight at her father, Pan delivered a massive punch to his jaw, sending Gohan flying back.
He countered, surprised at his daughter�s sudden ferocity that had showed through the past month. �HA!� Father and daughter locked into combat, Pan�s fist�s punching furiously.
*Why!? I hate him! That stupid baka! I hate you TRUNKS!!* She gathered her ki, exploding it around her in a thunderous boom!
The blast hits Gohan head on, driving him smashing in the walls of nearby mountains and hills.
Taking ragged breathes, Pan slumps down into the dirt of the newly created crater, her energy depleted. �Trunks you fool.� Wiping away sudden tears she flew after the wreakage path of her father worriedly.
�Dad are you ok?� She landed beside her father, looking around sheepishly at the pile of rocks that used to be a mountain.Gohan�s lips were bleeding and his training shirt was in tatters but of course, he was otherwise fine.
Getting up weakly, his enery used up from hours of training, he laughed. �I�m fine Pan. What I would like to know is where you got all that power from.� He clapped an arm around her shoulders, smiling.
�It was just training Dad, I want to reach super saiyan.*To beat Trunks up. Good.* Pan lied quickly.
They walk back to their house following the lovely aroma of food.
Gohan looked at his daughter worriedly.
�If anything�s troubling you Panny, you can tell me.�
�I know.� Pan kissed him on the cheek before running up to her room to change.

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RING! RING!
Pan picked up the phone, �Hello?�
Bra�s frantic, half-screaming voice pours out loudly. �Pan! I�ve been trying to get you for the past week! Where have you been!?�
Before she could answer, Bra contined less frantically.
�Forget it. Listen, we�re all going out to the nightclub tonight! Come with us!�
�Is Trunks going?� Pan asked casually.
�Huh? Well yeah, we need him to get in!� Bra paused, �Why?�
�Just wondering.� *I�ll show him!* �All right I�ll come.�
Bra hesitated, wondering why her friend agreed so fast. Usually she had to coax Pan into it. *Oh well.* �Great! We�ll come around �bout 7. See you then!!�
Click!
Pan signed, hanging the phone up. *Perfect opportunity to get over that stupid baka.*
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At seven, the limo pulled up along the Son house and Bra stepped out to ring the doorbell
Pan answered almost immediately and Bra gaped at her openly.
�Dende! What are you wearing!? It�s fabulous!!�
Pan smirked, twirling a little for show. She was wearing a black tube top with string backing and a black mini skirt with a hanging gold chain around her waist. Completeing the outfit were thigh high boots and elbow gloves, both black.
�Thanks, I�ve had it in my closet for ages.�
They both got into the limo to the shocked, jaw-hanging stares of Trunks and Goten.
� Hi uncle Goten....hello Trunks.� Pan said his name coldly, forcing a smile.
�Panny, WHY ARE YOU DRESSED LIKE THAT!?!� Goten cried, looking at her in total disbelief. Pan shrugged, enjoying Trunk�s admiring stares.
�I needed a new look.�
Bra grinned. �It looks great! You have got to tell me where you got it!�
�Actually I�ve had it in my closet in a while, never had a chance to wear it.�
�You look beautiful Pan.� *Wow!* Trunks met her eyes smiling.
Pan looked away quickly, the words sending her traitorous heart pounding. �Whatever.�
Turning to Bra, she ignored the disappointed Trunks.
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Later that night, in the newly redesigned night club, Pan at at the bar, drinking her martini and attentively listened to the gorgeous guy in front of her. The only problem was that the gorgeous guy wasn�t Trunks. She wasn�t about to admit that though or the fact her eyes kept straying to the certain lavendar demi-saiyan every once in a while.
�You know Pan, I really like you. Are you free this weekend?�
She smiled flirtily, putting her drink down. �Sure Ash, I�m sure I can move things around.� * Like totally nothing.*
�Great.� He slid an arm around her waist, pulling her closer. Pan didn�t resist.
Across the room...
Trunks scowled, seeing Pan and that other guy together. He mentally swore over and over. *Admit it Trunks! You like her! Otherwise you wouldn�t be feeling so jealous right now!*
�Trunks-chan,� The brunette next to him smiled seductively. �You want to come with me to the movies later?�
�Huh? I don�t know, *Er....Tina?* Tina, I�m kinda busy tonight. I have a ton of paperwork.� He lied cleanly. Eager as she was, he just wasn�t in the mood. And since when did he allow her to call him -chan?
�Okay.� Her eyes flashed its pouting disappointment.
However, Trunks was too busy to notice.
Across the room, Ash leaned down, kissing Pan tenderly on the lips.
*Not a bad kisser.* She could feel the sudden increase in Trunk�s ki and kissed Ash back.
*Take that Underwear Boy!*
Shaking with fury, Trunks got up, walking over to Pan, his ki on the verge of super saiyan. She noticed him and pulled back from Ash, smiling politely.
�Yes? What is it Trunks?� She shook out of Ash�s grip, crossing her legs.
�Pan I need to speak to you.� He threw a death glare at Ash, carefully controlling his voice.
�I�m kinda busy right now.� A lump started to form in her throat.
�This important.� Without even waiting for her to answer he dgrabbed her hand, dragging her to the back of the club.
Pan pulled free of his grip on her arm, pushing him away from her.
�What the hell is wrong with you!?!� Pan screamed, barely controlling her anger and hurt.
�I�m looking out for you that�s what! That guy would�ve taken advantage of you!� He couldn�t keep the anger from his voice.
�I can take care of myself!!� She turned to leave but Trunks grabbed her arm and spun her to face him.
The intensity in those endless blue quickened her breath. �Let me go Trunks.�
�No.� He moved his hands onto her bare shoulders. �Look, Pan, I care about you. By the looks of that guy, Ash was it?� Pan gasped at his knowledge of Ash�s name.
�Pan,� He continued, �Of all the times I�ve been here, that guy alway has a different girl on his arm. You deserve better.� *You deserve someone like me.� The thought echoed in his mind.
Pan stepped away from him, shaking her head in disbelief. �He can�t be. No.� *Why do I always do this!? Only Trunks can make me feel so confused. I Hate him! I Hate him!* She blinked back sudden tears. �I hate you. I Hate you! I HATE YOU!!!�
The words were like punches in the gut for him, bringing more pain with every word. He looked hurtfully at her, gathering his lost courage.
�Why?� The question strained from his throat. �Why do you hate me?�
She looked into his eyes, hot tears appearing in her eyes. Her pride was in shameful tatters.
�I hate you...I hate you...because I fell in love with you.� Her voice was barely more than a whisper but Trunks heard every thing.
She looked down, tears dropping from her cheeks. �I know you don�t feel the same way. I hoped. But I knew you didn�t notice me as anything more than some child,� she spat the word, �When I saw you with that girl...�
He didn�t let her finish, pulling her gruffly into his arms, lips touching hers passionately in a seering kiss.
�You�re wrong Pan. I would never think of you any way except what you are. A beautiful, fiesty woman whom I have fallen in love with.�
She looked at him, too shocked to speak.
Trunk�s kissed her softly again, electrifing her senses.
�Did you...did you just say what I think you said?� Her face glowed with hope.
�I love you Pan-chan.�
Her eyes shone.
Cupping her face, Trunks kissed the tears from her eyes, kissed her forehead gently, sending shivers through her body. Their lips met again, kissing the other with wild passion.
After a long time, they broke apart from lack of air.
Pan slid her hands beneath his shirt, gently rubbing the firm muscle at the small of his back. It sent shivers of pleasure through his body. �Trunk�s I don�t want this to end.�
He grinned, burying his hands in her hair as he kissed her again, tongues massaging each other in soft moans.
�Hey Trunks! Pan! You guys there......AHHH!!!� Goten, Marron, Bra and Ubuu screeched to a halt seeing the two kissing.
�YES! I knew it! Marron, you owe then bucks!� Bra whooped.
Marron grudgingly handed over a ten dollar bill to Bra.
Pan glared at them. �You were betting on us!?!�
�Yep!� Bra smirked. �It was bound to happen. But of course, as you can see, Goten and Ubuu had no idea.� The two boys had their jaws to the ground, gaping in shock. Bra and Marron giggled.
Trunks and Pan walk over. He playfully clicked his fingers in front of Goten�s glazed face.
�Hello? Earth to Goten, any body home?� Trunks shrugged at the non reaction, then grinned evilly.
�Bra�s fucking Ubuu.�
Goten abruptantly snapped out of stupor, �WHAT!?!�
�He�s just playing. Trunks!!� Bra glared murderously at her brother.
Trunks laughed.
�Can we go inside? It�s cold out here.� Marron shivered visably. Ubuu wrapped an arm around her, steering them inside. Whole heartedly agreeing they all followed them.
�Pan.� Trunks nudged her spotting something. �Look over there.� She followed his gaze.
�That Bastard! What a jerk!� Pan growled, her eyes narrowed. �I�m going to give that ass hole a piece of my mined!!!�
Pan, [As you�ve probably guessed] saw Ash and some..blonde making out in one of the booths. She was ready to go over there, but Trunks held her back.
�Leave the stupid baka. He ain�t worth it. Plus Jennifer will be one girl he won�t like messing with.�
�Jennifer?� She looked, puzzled at him.
�A thing of my past. She was such a bitch and clung more than the others. I kinda feel sorry for Ash.� He laughed a little.
�But I...� Trunks put a finger to her lips, silencing her.
�Why don�t we dance instead?� He held out a hand to her. Pan looked about to argue but shrugged and glady took it.
Moving with the rhythm of the music they made a perfect couple, seeing none but each other. Pan was surprised Trunks was such a good dancer. By the end of the song, both were breathing heavily and only just noticed the crowd of people surrounding them, clapping and cheering.
Trunks and Pan bowed, blushing and stepped off the dance floor heading toward the entrance.
�Can we get out of here? I really don�t like night clubs.� She slid and arm around him, resting her head on his sturdy shoulder.
�Sure. I�ll give you a ride.�
�What about the others?� She looked up at him
�They�ll be okay. I don�t know why I take the limo anyway, flying is so much easier.�
She closed her eyes enjoying the warmth of his body. �I heard you moved out of Capsule Corp.�
�Yep.� Trunks glanced down at her. �Bought a new apartment in the city. I can�t live forever you know.� They arrive at the place the limo is parked.
�Can I see it?�
Trunks let go of her, opening the door, a play of emotion across his face. �No.�
Pan looked at him, confused.
�Why not? I�m interested to see where you�re living. I�m going to see it sometime.� She got into the limo followed shortly by him. �Please?�
He looked at her tenderly, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. Sure, he really wanted to show her his home and maybe more...but...
�No. I don�t think it�s a good idea.�
Pan bit back confusing and troubled thoughts. *He doesn�t want me...NO! He said he loved you! Trunks doesn�t just say that for the sake of it!*
Trunks put a hand on her leg. �Pan, you know as well as I do what will happen. I...I don�t want to rush you.�
Pan smiled in relief and snuggled up to him. �Who said anything about that? I just want to see your new place.� * And it�s not like I�m a virgin or anything.*
Trunks hesitated. *There�s nothing wrong with that.* �Driver?� He addressed through the intercom.
�Yes Mr Briefs? Where to?�
He sighed. �My place.� Pan snuggled closer. Trunks felt his reslove at not doing anything crumble a little.
The building was one of the tallest in the city.
�Wow. Which floor is yours?�
Trunks grinned and scooped her up in his arms. �The top.� He took off, flying at the speed of sound, straight up.
�AIYEEEE!!!!!!! Trunks can�t you slow down!?!� Pan clung to him for dear life as they sped past floor after floor of the building.
Her shrill cry was ignored as they landed gently at the very top of the building.
Pan gasped. �You sure don�t go cheap. Look at this place!� She gestured with her hand.
Surrounding them were rows of little gardens lighted with small lamps, making the scene look soft and dreamy. A wood covered walkway, hauntingly lighted leaded up to a nice.... House? The darkened rooms inside were displayed by many full length windows.
�Beautiful ain�t it?� Trunks smirked and wrapped an arm around her waist,starting along the walkway. �Cost a heap too. Plus decorating fees.�
�YOU hired a decorator? Thought I�d never see the day when Trunks would get someone else to to choose his fashion.�
Trunks shook his head. �Actually my mom hired him.� The lights came on automatically.He led her inside, and showed her around. They ended up in the bedroom.
�Nice. What�s this..?� Pan held the remote and testily pressed a button.
�Wait...don�t...�
Suddenly the walls slid back to reveal mirrors. The whole room now was relected by mirrors on all sides. Pan raised an eyebrow.
�Kinky.� She looked at Trunks who was blushing a little.
�I did NOT order this!�
�You sure?� She mused over his shocked expression.
�Hell no! I found out a few days ago!� He recomposed with effort.
�It�s getting late. Gohan�s going to kill me if I don�t bring you home soon.� *Not that he won�t kill me anyway once he finds I�m going out with his daughter.� He sat down on the plush bed.
�How bad do you think my Dad will kill us?� Pan slumped down beside him, flooping down on the bed, enjoying it�s softness.
Trunks shuddered thinking about that. Gohan could get very igenius if given the chance, at ways of killing him. He flopped down beside her.
Pan rose, resting her head in her hand and stared intently at him.
Trunks looked at her, raising an eyebrow in query.
Slowly, she leant down, brushing their lips together softly. Reacting to her touch, Trunks drew his arms around her, kissing her back as desire rolled over him. Soon they were sprawled all over the bed, kissing furiously in a fury of caresses and moans.
Pan slid her hands down anjd slowly unbuttoned his shirt, lips never leaving his. Trunks slid his hand sto her waist, pulling her closer, enjoing the feel of her skin against his. Their tongues battled and touched in sweet rhythm...
RING! RING! RING!
Trunks and Pan ignored the phone.
RING! RING! RING!
He pulled back reluctantly. �I really should get that.�
Pan kissed him again and reluctantly sat back on top of him. Trunks grunted, reaching for the phone and very much trying to ignore her roaming fingers on his chest.
He took a deep breathe before answering. �Hello?�
�TRUNKS!� An agitated Goahn screamed. �Where is my daughter!?!�
He froze and looked at Pan, mouthing �Gohan�. She looked at him wide eyed and furiously shook her head, mouthing �NO!� He raised an eyebrow before returning his attention back to the frantic Gohan.
�Trunks! Trunks! Are you there!?! Where�s Pan!?! Have you seen her!?!�
�Err ..well..� Trunks glanced at Pan, who is begging him hands clasped.
�No. Last I saw of Pan was with Bra and Marron.�
�WHAT!?!� Gohan yelled.
�I�m sure she�s fine. If I see her I�ll send her home ok?� He reassured quickly.
Gohan let out a breathe. �All right Trunks. Thanks. I�m sorry if I desstured anything over there. No doubt you have a girl there.�
Trunks blushed. Gohan didn�t know how right he was. �No problem.� He hanged up.
Pan hugged him hard, knocking the breathe out of him.� Thankyouthankyouthankyou.�
He hugged her back, grinning. �You do realise he�s going to rip my throat out now don�t you?�
Pan laughed and brushed his bangs away from his face. �Maybe.� She kissed him, smiling.
After a lingering moment, they pulled back for breathe.
�I guess I should go. My Dad�s going to freak, correction, has freaked and start a search party.�
�Yes. As much as I hate to see you go, sometime or another, he�s going to realise to sense you ki. Then death woud be immenient.� He joked.
Pan laughed and crawled off him.
�I�ll see you tomorrow?� Pan said hopefully as they stood ourside.
�It�s a date.� He cupped her face and crushed her lips to his.
�I love you Trunks.� She whispered against his lips
�Love you more.� He kissed her again.
�Good.� Pan pulled back, her knees weakened. Smilling she took off, waving. Trunks waved, grinning like a fool until she was out of sight.

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Pan waited outside the university with her friends. It has been almost two months since she and Trunks started going out.
She grinned, remembering back to last week when she and Trunks had broken to news to everyone. Gohan took it ...fairly well. He fainted. Of course when he woke up, he and Vegeta ganged up and had beaten the snot out of Trunks. Her mother, grandmother and Bulma were screaming for joy and grandchildren. Goku and Goten of course, had blank faces.
Pan smiled, thinking back.
�Hey Pan! Look over ther!!� Misato, oneof Pan�s friends pointed toward the approaching black, sleek, sports car. Pan shook out of her reverie and grinned.
Trunks stopped the car near them and stepped out, running a hand through short lavender hair.
Pan�s friends gape. �WHO is that!?!�
�He�s such a hunk!� One of her friends exclaimed. They all stared open mouthed.
Trunks looked around, spotting Pan and smiled. By now almost every girl there was oogling him. Casually putting his hands in his pockets, he walked toward her.
�AHH!! He�s coming over here!� Misato shrieked.
Pan caught Trunk�s eye and smiled flirtily. Her friends were desperately trying not to drool. She couldn�t help her heart skipping a beat just seeing him.
�Oh my god! Oh my god!� Misato whispered, watching, like every female there, Trunk�s every movement.
Pan�s friends figeted as Trunks came nearer, walking slower than usual.
*Show off.* Pan took a step towards him.
Her friend�s gaped at her. �What are you doing?!�
�What?� She said innocently, looking all the while at Trunks.
He took his hands out of his pockets, looking intently at Pan. *This�ll give them a buzz.* He stepped up to Pan and grabbed her around the waist. �Hi.�
Trunks kissed her, mentally smirking.By the way she kissed him back, dropping her books and wrapping her arms around him, she thought it was funny too. Every girl watching�s jaws dropped.
Pan�s friends fought a fist of envy.
Pan pulled back and faced her friends. �Did I mention this is Trunks? My boyfriend?�
�B...b...boyfriend!?� They all stammered.
Trunks slid an arm around her waist. �Hi. Nice to meet you.� He turned to Pan. �As much as I like making your friends insanely jealous, we do have to go.�
Pan shrugged. �Okay. See you guys tomorrow.� She and Trunks walked to his car.
�How�d she get him?� Misato wondered. *Lucky Bitch.*
Trunks jumped into the car beside Pan. �Ready?� Pan nodded and braced herself. With a flick of his hands he changed gears and stomped on the accelerator.
Pan let out a gleeful scream as they sped forward into the darkening horizon.

           The End

A/N: How�d you like it? Comments? This is actually my 4th fic but I type slow and they are still in the editing process. Hopefully more will be up soon.