Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Colors Black and Red ❯ Workin It ( Chapter 2 )

Well, well, well I'm back again lol. I hope you liked the first chapter. I had a lot of fun writing it. I hope it's the same with this one! I've started watching yugioh… I like it… not as much as dbz but I do like it! Yugi's a hottie! LOL he's short, skinny, and punkish like me…. Yep, definitely sexy. Anyway… on with the story.

The Colors Black and Red: Part II

"Come in." Pan said answering the knock at her door, and then she continued her phone conversation.

Goten entered her office and took a seat as she finished her call.

"Don't tell me about man power or supplies. Just get what you need and get it done, is that clear?... Rocky, Rocky, Rocky apparently you have forgotten who's the boss here… Oh you haven't good, because the day you make that mistake you will be gone and I don't mean unemployed… I'm glad you see it my way… Call me back when things have been taken care of… And Rocky, have a nice day." Pan hung up the phone and smiled to Goten.

"You know dad would have used every profane word he knew while talking to Rocky." Goten joked.

"Yes, but I am a lady." Pan ran a hand through her black shiny hair.

"Yeah… riiight." Goten paused, "Macy goes in at 8."

"I know, I'll go get her ready around 6 30. You still going out tonight?"

"Yeah, why?" Goten looked at her confused.

"I just have a bad feeling about it. Why don't you let it go this time?" Pan said in concern.

"Look Pan, I think I can take care of myself."

"Goten, I can't tell you what to do, but I can't stand to lose anyone else. Please stay home tonight." Pan asked solemnly.

"Alright, I will stay home." Goten said.

"You don't have to stay home. You can always go to a bar or club or something. I just don't want you going on the deal."

"Okay, we'll I might see you at the club then?"

"I don't think so… I have more important things to do."

"Ah yes, well you have fun with that." Goten smiled. "You know Panny, some day soon, we'll be able to look out that window and know that we are the most powerful people in the city."

"Yes," Pan agreed, "and I will be able to say, that I was the one who ended the battle with the Briefs. I was the one who put a bullet through Trunks Briefs' head."

"I've been thinking about that. I think Macy should do it."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU THINK MACY SHOULD DO IT.? I'll have you know that when Trunks dies he will know that it was I, Pan Son, who pulled the trigger."

"I know you feel strongly about it, but Macy will have easier access. She can seduce the bastard into bed, then after, while he's sleeping she can kill him."

"You've got to be kidding." Pan said in disgust.

"No, it's a great idea, and it will work. Please, like you said we can't stand to lose anyone else, especially not you."

"Okay, Macy will do it, but I'd much rather her humiliate him, and I kill him."

"Yeah, but my way's safer, and when the cops start looking for a killer, they'll want Macy Agradon."

"You are evil. I like that in you." Pan smirked.

"You wanna get some lunch?"

"Sure, Tony's sounds good."

Pan and Goten put on their coats and make there way down to the little bistro on the corner of Elm.

Bra was drying glasses getting the bar ready to open. Trunks walked in, and she called to him. He signaled her that he couldn't talk now. Bra let a rare frown come to her face. She worried about her brother. He was changing, changing for the bad. She remembered that he used to always wear a smile, but in the past two years that smile had gradually faded. Bra knew it was the business that was doing it to him, but he was obligated to run it after his father died. However, Trunks had been so happy running Capsule; he loved inventing technology. Now he was stuck running something that could end him. Bra's frown deepened. She wished her brother would bounce back; maybe he needed some motivation, but what? Maybe it wasn't what but who. Bra smiled; he had been very attentive to Macy. That was it. She was going to get those two together, even if it just was a casual friendship thing. He needed something to take his mind off his the business. With this idea in her head, Macy walked behind the bar with a smile. "Hey Boss lady."

"Hey Macy, you think you can take over? I have to get some cocktail napkins from storage."

"Sure," Macy took her towel and began drying glasses. She had an eerie feeling as Bra walked past her wearing a silly smile. `Macy is wearing black and red again… ah she looks great! Trunks won't be able to look away.' Bra made her way downstairs and walked past the storage room. "Truuuunnnnks." Her voice sang as she opened the door to his office. She looked over to his desk and saw he was on the phone. She smiled to his frown and waited for him to finish.

"Yes, I'm sure. Take care of it." Trunks hung up the phone. "Bra what do you want?"

"Oh… nothing," She smiled sweetly, "Who was on the phone?"

"Jer, he was informed of something the Sons are doing tonight. We're going join them."

"We're? You're not going are you?" Bra asked in worry.

"Yes, why?"

"Trunks, you can't go, not when it's the Sons. I… I can't lose you." Bra ranted almost in tears.

"Bra, this is the business I'm in. It's just how things go."

"Not always. Trunks you aren't daddy! Please, let the guys go. Just stay here tonight."

"Bra, go back upstairs, sing, and run the club." Trunks turned his back to her.

"Are you going out?" She asked in a whisper. He faced her again. "Yes, but I'll stay back and just watch if it will make you feel any better."

"I suppose." Bra turned and went to get the napkins.

Macy was working hard. She had never made some many drinks in such a short amount of time. She also had to learn how to make some of the lesser known ones. She was also surrounded by men offering her drinks and numbers. `Goten better appreciate this!' She thought as she served another drink.

"I'll take scotch on the rocks." Someone slapped a hand on the bar.

"Okay, just a sec." Macy looked into the bluest eyes she had ever seen. "Boss." She smiled. Trunks watched her serve two drinks then make his. She put it on a napkin in front of him. He was wearing an interesting smile. She couldn't read it.

"So, Macy, Taken a break yet?" He asked.

"No, I don't need one, really." She explained as she made another drink. She served it and then came to stand in front of him again.

"Nonsense, take a break and have a drink with me." Trunks smirked with bright eyes.

"I'm not sure I like that look in your eyes Mr. Briefs." Macy smirked back.

"I'm not sure if I like your attitude." He started playfully, "first of all I ask you to call me Trunks. You don't. Then I tell you to take your break, you don't. Maybe I should ask you to work 24/7 since you never do anything I ask you to. Come on Mace, take a break with me." He smiled at her charmingly.

"What's gotten into you?" She shook her head at him.

"Nothing, I just had a really great night that's all."

"Are you gonna tell me what happened, or are you just going to be happy?" Macy asked taking more orders.

"No, and Yes. Would you quit doing that please?" Trunks frowned.

"Doing what?" Macy smiled innocently.

"Grr, Making drinkings, I'm your boss, now get out from behind that bar and have a drink with me." Trunks glared.

"Go have a drink with your sister; she just got done singing." Macy pointed to the stage.

"I don't want to have a drink with my sister. She's not as pretty as you are." Trunks pouted. Trunks did a double take at what he just said. It was the truth, but he couldn't believe he had said it out loud.

Macy just shrugged, "Trunks, you kill me sometimes. Okay, okay I'll have a drink with you, but I'm going to make it." Macy smiled and made herself a margarita. She brought her drink around the counter. Trunks stood and walked her to a table. They sat down and just looked at each other.

"Well?" Macy asked as if she was impatient.

"Macy, I'm in a good mood, don't ruin it." Macy tilted her head to acknowledge him. "You see, tonight… well it was just a good night. So, how do you like working the bar?" He took a drink and looked into her lovely blue eyes.

"I love it. Tips are great. And I've been getting a lot of phone numbers." She winked at him.

Trunks raised an eyebrow at her, "Look Macy," Trunks had already told her he thought her pretty; he paused not realizing he was speaking out loud, " I've never been one to beat around the bush. Would you like to have dinner with Ubb, Bra, and me tomorrow night? There's something about you that is unlike anything I've ever seen in a woman. I can't promise a relationship, but I would love to get to know you better." Macy sat there with a passive look on her face.

"Really? Hmm Well I guess I could have dinner tomorrow night… and there's something about you, too. I just can't put my finger on it, but every time I look in your eyes I get this feeling." Macy caressed his cheek with her fingers. "I'd really like to see you sometime, outside this place." Trunks heart began to beat faster. At the time he asked her to dinner he was in a smitten state and really had no idea what he body was doing. She accepted! Not only did she accept but she also said that she wanted to see what was there. The sensation she was sending through him was driving him insane. There wasn't supposed to be anything there. He was supposed to see her and not get too involved, but the feeling she gave him… well it was very involved.

"Well…" He cleared his throat, "well we will be eating here around 6."

"I thought I said I wanted to see you outside of this place… what, have a fear of going outside?" Macy pouted.

"No," he said lowly as he placed his hand on hers, "we'll save that for this weekend." Macy closed her eyes and smiled. She had closed her eyes because the feeling she was getting from his glance was making her body do strange things. Her heart was racing like it was romance. She couldn't let romance get involved in this job. It WAS just a job. She finished off her drink in an attempt to calm her nerves. Having no success, she just smiled coyly.

"I will see you tomorrow for dinner, and this weekend for more?" With that, she stood and went back to the bar. Trunks watched her every step. He looked at her red sleek skirt and black tank top. Her hair was half up, and she wore black combat boots. A smirk gradually came across his face. The thought of kissing her came to mind. He blushed slightly and let a goofy smile come to his face.

"Some one looks happy. I thought you were going out tonight?" Bra sat down with her ever-present smile.

"I did. We took out some of the Sons' crony's. No one important, but it was justification for what they did." Trunks looked at his empty glass wishing for another drink.

"Were any of your men hurt?" Bra asked wide eyed.

"No, not tonight. Sis, will you get me another drink? I'm going back to the office. We've just encountered 2 tons of Son cocaine, and I have to find dealers to sell to."

"So, you'll be in your office?" Trunks nodded and went toward the stairs.

`That man,' she thought as she took his glass to the bar for a refill. "Hey Macy, give me a scotch on the rocks."

"This is for Trunks, right? You don't drink anything that stiff."

"Yes it's for Trunks." Bra beamed, "Speaking of Trunks, what do you think of him? I think he likes you." Macy smiled, blushed, and shook her head.

"Trunks is nice. I have to like the guy. After all, he gave me a job without knowing anything about me." Macy put the drink on the bar without looking her in the eye.

"That's not what I meant. I meant do you think he's attractive?" Bra said pushing the issue.

"I suppose he's attractive." Macy drifted into thought… "He does have very enchanting eyes."

"Well you two should go out sometime." Bra smiled and turned away to take Trunks he drink.

"See you tomorrow at dinner, Boss lady." Macy said, but Bra couldn't hear her over the noise of the club. `It's a job. You can't let things get out of proportion. I can have my fun with him then I have to kill him. Don't let emotions into this at all. Do the job. That's all that matters.' Macy thought to herself, but she couldn't get Trunks eyes out of her head. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw engaging blue depths. It wasn't a bad sight, but it wasn't a good sign. She couldn't fall in love with him. "But he's so wonderful." She said under her breath.

When she reported in later that night, she told Goten everything about going to dinner and going out the approaching weekend. Recalling those plans brought a smile to her face, and a giddy beat to her heart. She cursed herself for it and told herself it wasn't real that she was just acting like she was supposed to, to make it look real…. But deep down, she saw his eyes, his beautiful eyes, and deep down, she wanted to wake to those eyes every morning.

OOOO Macy's getting in over her head…. Pan's not going to be happy if she messes this up.

Okay… well that took awhile… I'm really sorry about it, too. I had it done a while back but I couldn't post it because the net was down at my house and I had to wait until I got back to school. I hope you liked it. Any questions? If so you can review and I'll answer to the best of the of my ability…. That's it crazy kids.

Later

DBPrincess116