Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Meow ❯ Prom Planning ( Chapter 6 )

Disclaimer: I do not own DB/Z/GT or any of the characters created by the all mighty manga Dende Akira Toriyama.

Author Note: This is my first time writing a real fanfic and I am not real sure about it. I would appreciate any input even flames at this point to help me revise this into what it deserves to be. Anyway I hope you enjoy.

"Meow"

Chapter 6: Prom Planning

'I can't believe they talked me into this," thought Pan as she wandered out of the current store and to the other dress store across form it.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Flashback Conversation~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Pan you have to come," begged Vega.

"Yeah you've been looking forward to this for moths," said Piccola. "And besides with Trunks by your side no one will dare say or do anything. It will just be all 6 of us."

"Six," asked Pan.

"Yeah, all three of us and our dates," said Piccola.

"You mean that guy you met last week asked you out?"

"Actually he did but dumped me when he found out I was your friend."

"I am so sorry," said Pan looking at her with a very guilty look on your face.

"I'm not. Shows me what kind of a guy he really was, but both me and Vega were able to get dates."

"Vega got a date," Pan exclaimed.

"Hey I'm not totally undatable am I," said Vega sarcastically.

"But who," said Pan ignoring Vega.

"That exchange student form the U.S., James I think it was. And we're even renting a limo!"

"Wow it sounds so kewl!'

"So you'll come Pan?"

"Hell why not," said Pan. Vega continued to yell at them for a while until they stopped ignoring her. Or more like it when Vega stepped on Pan's tail. Pan was still out of school, but was now going to attend prom.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~End Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Pan," called her mother snapping her out of her thoughts. "What about this," she said holding up a midnight blue dress with only one strap which was actually made of some sort of jewelry, and a slip that went from the hip on down on both sides.

"Wow mom that looks perfect," said Pan. She took the dress to go try it on and came out and heard about a dozen people gasp. Since there were no mirrors in her dressing room she wet over to the mirror near the door and felt herself gasp. It was perfect. It wasn't too tight anywhere and the way it clung to her body in all the right places and flowed in all the others. It was like it was made for her.

"Oh Panny you look like a goddess," said her mother. Pan blushed but couldn't say anything about it.

"Wow mom this is THE dress," she said and twirled and admired herself in it a little longer before she went in and took it off. She came out with the dress and looked so happy. They went up to the register to pay for it when Pan heard an all too familiar voice.

"I wouldn't sell that dress to a beast like her," said Mandy walking up behind Pan and Videl.

The woman looked at Pan and recognized her from the paper. She looked a little shaken.

"But I would be more than happy to wear that dress, considering I'm human enough for it," said Mandy walking up. "Just my sizes too. I think I would like to purchase this item," said Mandy shoving Pan out of the way. Pan was about to say something when she heard a loud resounding smack and turned to see Mandy's horrified face as Videl slapped her.

"Excuse me little girl," said Videl in a very angry voice. "But dresses are to be worn by people who deserve them, I think what you need is down at Goodwill." Pan and Mandy both stared at her mother in shock. Videl just took the dress up to the cash register and got the cashier to pay for it. "Pan let's go," said Videl snapping her out of her trance as she followed her mother out of the store.

"Mom do you realize what you just did," exclaimed Pan.

"Yes, I taught that girl some well needed manners. Now where should we go for your shoes," she said walking off with a flabbergasted Pan behind her.

Vega and Piccola were still hared at work on their plan. "Vega did you get the chess team and computer club," asked Piccola.

"Yeah and the Science Olympiad," she said beaming.

"Wow, you got all of them?"

"Yep, and how bout you Piccola?"

"I of course got the Satan fan club, the anime club, the tendo club, and girl's softball team."

"JV or Varsity?"

"Both," she said smirking.

"Wow I'm impressed," said Vega taking a huge bite of her sandwich.

"Yeah, amazingly that means we have about 1/3 of the school with us. We only have about a dozen more clubs and sports which will be about half of the school then. And then we have to somehow get another 1/4th or something."

"I know how, e-mail," shouted Vega getting the attention of a few people sitting around, as they quickly got up and moved away.

"E-Mail," questioned Piccola.

"Yeah we get a mass chain-letter like thing going asking them to ask their friends and so on."

"Vega that may have been the smartest idea you've ever had."

"Wait, what about Pan?"

"I don't think she'll be too caught up with e-mail with her new boy toy around, and I know her password so I can check it daily and try to delete any that get in."

"But isn't that sneaky," said Vega and got a were-you-raised-by-monkeys look.

Trunks looked over his Tux once again. 'Man I barely even remember my prom. I just remember I was with some blond girl. And she wanted to go back to the car. Come to think of it that's all most girls want, the other half want money, but Pan. She's different, she doesn't want money and she didn't throw herself at me. If anything it was the other way around.' He smiled and pulled out his shoes to buff up for the dance.

And next week when they got to be alone, who knows. Depends on how far she'd let him go. He remembered how she'd let him get her shirt off and feel her soft breast and…he shook himself out of the fantasy as he realized he was drooling. He pulled out a box Pan's friends had dropped off and put it in the closet by the shoes for prom. It was really nice of them to do all of this for Pan. They were really good friends.

She sat up in bed looking at her closet at her new dress and shoes. They were perfect for her. It was like they were made for her. She thought she actually looked like a goddess in them, using her mom's words. And it barely made her tale noticeable. Well she shouldn't worry about her tail or anything else for now. Once the weekend was over Trunks was all hers. Well for at least a few hours a day, she thought with a smirk. His muscles were so hard and so warm. She could have died in those arms if she didn't melt like butter first. She rolled over and fell into a dream about her and Trunks and the fun they could have next week.

What is this great plan of Vega and Piccolas'? Will they get caught? What will Pan and Trunks be doing next week? Find out in the next chapter: "A tail of pleasure"

AN: Thank you all for your reviews. I will definitely get on to the lil lemon part next and hope to post it sometime today. Also sorry about this chapter being so short, but I'll make it up to you in the next chapter. Thank you again for your reviews. (also, doesn't the next chapters title just sound like a hentai?)