Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Life Isn't Worth Living Without You ❯ Dinner For Two ( Chapter 8 )

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Hi, hi, hi! How are ya'll? I'm doing well! Got a four-day weekend so I have more time to catch up on schoolwork I missed while at a funeral and stuff. This chapter, something happens but I don't know what cause I haven't thought of it yet so you'll have to read to find out. As always, enjoy!

Dinner For Two

"I wonder if he's watching me right now," Pan wondered to herself. It was two days later; She had just got through training and had taken a shower. The trained a lot longer than usual so it was near 7:00! Trunks was on his way to her room to ask if she wanted to go out to eat or something.

When he walked in, she was brushing her hair. For some reason, he found that so sexy. 'She is so hot! I don't know if I'll be able to restrain myself from throwing her on the bed right now and ripping off her clothes and- stop it Trunks! Just calm down and remember your promise.'

He took a deep breath, which caught Pan's attention. She turned around to see whom it was, ready to kill any intruder like 'him' for instance. "Oh, it's you." She said in a bored tone as she put her brush down. "Nice to see you too, Pan," he walked up closer to her, almost touching, in fact.

Pan started getting nervous. "Um…do you have to be so close?" "Oh, sorry," he went back one step. "Thanks. Now, I hope, for your sake, you have a reason for being up here," Hey, they may have made a little truce, but that didn't mean she had to be nice and cheery with him!

"Yeah. I wanted to know if um…well…you want to go out?" he said the last part so quickly, even she didn't pick it up. "Repeat that," she said, giving him a weird look. "I asked if you…wanted to go out and get something to eat, maybe," Trunks blushed looked away.

Pan was a little surprised. 'I can't go out with him! I mean I want to but…wait, no I don't! I can't fall in love; it's sick! But he is kind of cute but…I-I'm just so scared…damn my sinuses are hurting! I really don't think I want to…I might start getting attracted to him or something,'

She didn't know what to do. She wanted to go out with him but couldn't get over her fear of men and the fact that just didn't want to fall in love. "I-I don't know. That may not be a good idea. I mean you're wanting to go on a date or something, aren't you? I don't think I can do that right now," Trunks immediately started waving his hands 'no'.

"No, no! Nothing like that! It's just a…friend thing, yeah! We can just hang out an-and get something to eat. After 12 straight hours of training, you must be hungry!" Trunks would rather of had a date but he knew Pan wouldn't go for it.

Pan thought it over. 'Well, it's just hanging out…whatever that is. Gosh, there are so many things I've never done! I mean I've never even kissed anybody before! Never had a boyfriend or went on a date or anything and he's so damn experienced at it all! I wouldn't even know what to do.'

'I don't know what to do now! I'll look like an idiot! Well, I might as well try...I guess. It might help me get relax a little. Ever since I got that letter from that bastard, I've been freaking out! It's not like I'm going to fall in love or anything.'

"I guess. Whatever-" 'Wait! What if 'he' is there the whole time? That means I can't let Trunks out of my site or that'll give him a chance to strike and one good surprise hit from him would knock me out cold so all he'd have to do is drag me away and Trunks would never know. I don't know if I could live with myself if 'that' ever happened again. I can't let him…I can't even think about it,' Pan bit her lip.

"What's wrong, Pan?" Trunks reached out to touch her shoulder. Pan jumped and hissed. Trunks jumped back himself. "Sorry! Forgot, he he," Pan's look softened up a bit, knowing he didn't mean to.

"Yeah, I guess we could just hang out…no harm in that," 'Unless there's a psychopath chasing after you,' she grimaced secretly. "Good! So, where you want to go? A fancy one or a little one or what?" "Could we go to a quiet one? I have a bit of sinus pain right now and I'm waiting for the medicine to work."

"Oh, ok. Sure. By the way, where's my dad?" "Hell, I don't know; probably still training, the bastard! Can't stand him! He's so-" "Ok, ok. Let's just go," he cut her off and walked out.

"Ugh! The nerve of him! Purple haired beast, ouch! Damn sinus pain!" she was mumbling insults all the way to outside.

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"Tell me again why we're hanging around Slut Corner?" Pan asked, looking at her surroundings in disgust. "Pan, just because there is a lot of gorgeous, sexy, non-panty weari-" Pan gave him a mad look. He was doing it again.

Trunks tried to correct his mistake. "Oh, I mean, just because there are women out here who just happen to wear a small amount of clothing, doesn't mean that they're sluts or whores," Trunks said matter-of-factly. Pan hmpfed.

'They're all sluts and they're all staring at my mate- what was that?! I mean it was like instinct or something. Why do I get so mad every time someone looks at him? Only a bonded person would do that. I don't feel bonded,' Pan started rubbing around her neck to see if Trunks had bitten her without her knowing it.

Trunks gave her a funny look. "Uh, is something wrong with your neck?" Pan looked up at the sound of his voice and gave a small blush. "Um, n-no! Why do you have to be so nosey?!" she crossed her arms.

"Geez, sorry! Look, let's just go in, ok?" he tilted his head towards the entrance to the little romantic restaurant they stood in front of. Pan looked at the place and started having second thoughts. The place was like a love shack.

She wouldn't have been surprised if they walked in and saw beds everywhere with people mating in them! "This is the place, eh?" "What? You don't like it?" Trunks asked. "N-no, it looks nice…let's go on in," she said, still giving the place dirty looks.

Ok, let's go. They aren't open forever, you know," he led her inside. They walked in up to the cash register. Her predictions weren't too far off. They had tables set up for eating where they were.

But then they had another room that she could see from there with couches and huge beanbags everywhere, with people making out and things on them. She found it sickening.

"Pan, you listening?" Trunks snapped his fingers in her face. "Huh? What?" "I said our table is this over there," he pointed to the best table. "Yeah, whatever," she walked over.

Trunks stayed behind her and watched her walk. 'Oh yeah. She's got a nice walk. And look at those legs. Not too fast. That's it. Keep goi- ouch!' he ran into her, not knowing that she had stopped.

Pan glared at him. "Exactly what caught your attention so much that you failed to notice that I stopped?" she asked, as if she didn't already know that answer. "Uh, what do you mean Pan?" he scratched his head, Goku style.

"Answer the question, Trunks," she said, sharply, tapping her foot. "I uh…was wondering what I wanted to eat! Yeah, that's it! I'm really hungry. Let's sit down," he sat, trying to change the subject.

Pan wanted to tell him off but decided not to; she didn't want to ruin dinner, especially since she was starving. She sat down and got one of the menus already on the table.

Trunks also picked one up for himself. "Now, let's see what's on the menu here," Trunks browsed around. "Teriyaki Chicken, Beef Stew, Namekian Burger. Hmm, never had that," Pan was busy looking around to see if somebody she knew, like psycho, for example, was around.

"Pan? Do you know what you want?" "What? Oh, Teriyaki sounds good," she put her menu down, still glancing here and there. "You sure you ok? Did my dad hit you too hard or something?"

Pan frowned. "Never mind, never mind," he didn't want to get her started. A waitress finally came up to the table. "My, you must be the Prince!" she gasped. "Yeah, that's me," Trunks smirked.

Pan was going to say something but decided not to interfere so she could see if he'd even remember she was there. 'The bastard! He'll probably leave without even remembering I'm here and go sleep with that whore!'

"Well, I'm Sasha and I'll be serving you tonight," Trunks had a dirty thought with that last comment. "So, what would you like: beef, ham, deer, me?" she laid her tail on his thigh.

"Well, beautiful, I'll have-" suddenly he caught Pan's glare in the corner of his eye. He stopped flirting immediately, politely taking her tail off him. "Whatever she's having," he gave a deeper and more professional voice, and then gave a fake cough.

"Oh," Sasha looked at Pan like she was a diseases animal. "What are you having?" "Well, Sasha, I'll have the Teriyaki chicken if you don't mind," Pan spat back. She wrote it down.

"Fine. I'll be back, handsome," she winked at Trunks and walked away. Trunks smiled innocently at Pan. "You know, I was just trying to make her feel better. She seemed a little…depressed?"

"Oh yeah. You were going to make her feel good alright, real good," she looked the other way, refusing to look at him. "Awe, come on Pan. I'm sorry! I'm trying, you know. It's hard breaking a habit, especially a bad one!"

Pan rolled her eyes and turned back to him. "Whatever. I don't want to talk about it," she turned her focus back to her surroundings. 'I'm fighting a loosing battle,' Trunks sighed.

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They had gotten their food and were eating. Pan still hadn't said a word and Trunks was desperately trying to start a conversation. "Nice weather, eh?" he said. Pan didn't even bother to acknowledge his presence.

'Why am I getting so jealous?! Just talk to him Pan, he didn't mean it! Remember what Vegeta said.' Pan took a deep breath and spoke up, "Trunks, forget about it! It's ok; I'm fine. Let's just eat. I'm tired and would like to get back to my bed and go to sleep!" She started back to eating the last bit of her meal.

"Fine. I guess I'm a little tired too." He said with no emotion and went back to eating. Pan suddenly felt guilty about yelling. 'Shoot, I yelled at him again! I really should apologize. Maybe. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. Yes. I'm doing it.'

"Trunks. Look, I-I'm s-s-so-sorry. I shouldn't have yelled." Trunks looked at her. "It's ok. You don't have to apologize." "Yes, I do. I was w-wrong." "No. We both were. Look, we're both through; let's get home before my mom starts worrying."

He put a one hundred dollar bill on the table and got up. "Come on," "But you didn't even get the tab," she stood up and said. "That'll pay for it, Pan. Now come on," he walked out and felt a huge gust of wind.

Pan, who was standing by him, shivered. "It's cold," she looked around to make sure no one was around. She couldn't get over knowing that 'he' was there. "Here," Trunks took off his jacket and was going to put it over her shoulders.

Pan hesitated for a moment, but let him. He put it on her shoulders, careful not to take too long and make her nerves. "…Thanks," she said. "No problem. Let's go; don't want you catching a cold or something," they started walking back to his house.

They arrived back around 20 minutes later. "I guess this is goodnight." He said as they got to her floor. "Yeah. Here's your jacket," she gave it to him back. "Oh, thanks."

"Well, I'm going to bed. You know Vegeta's going to want to train. He'll probably come wake me up and 5:00 in the morning and-" she was broke off by a kiss. Pan was so shocked, she couldn't move.

Trunks pushed her against the wall. 'Pan! Stop this!' she pulled away. Trunks came back to reality from her jerking away. "Pan. I'm sorry! I didn't mean to," he moved closer.

She backed away from him. "I-I'll see you later," she ran to her room. "Kuso!" he hit the wall with his fist. 'Just couldn't help yourself, Trunks, could you?! Could you?! No! Now she's scared of you!'

Pan ran in her room and locked the door. She was in shock. 'Why wasn't I scared?! I should have been terrified! For some reason, I'm not suppose to LIKE a man touching me! Let alone kissing me!'

She sat on her bed and thought. 'This…this has never happened before. What am I going to do? What if I get really vulnerable and…then he'll ask about it and I'll have to tell him! I can't get attached to him! (Sigh) I'm a love-sick puppy and don't even realize it yet,'

She decided to go to sleep and rest her brain so she could think about it in the morning.

Ok, that chapter is finally through! After I put on the prologue for 'Neighborhood Romances', I'm going to sleep. Have a nice night (or afternoon or day; whatever time of the day it is for you). Peace out!

Veggie-Trunks