I Hate Everything About You | By : AnimeFetish18 Category: Dragon Ball Z > General Views: 7770 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer- I do not own Dragonball Z/GT or any of the characters. Yadda yadda copy writes Akira Toriyama.
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Warning- This chapter is limey, so be warned!! ^.^
Future Trunks- 17
Pan-16
I Hate Everything About You
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Chapter 13
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Suffocate
Pan was sitting in her room, alone, when she heard a tapping at her bedroom window. She dropped the pencil she was crewing and got up from her desk to see what it was. Opening the window, Trunks had been throwing rocks.
“What are you doing here?” She whispered loud enough for him to hear.
“Plan B, remember?” He asked, smirking.
“This is the full proof Plan B?” She asked, becoming irritated. And there she thought it was going to be something mysterious and daring…she gets a moron throwing rocks at her window.
“Your parents won’t let you come out, so I’m here to sneak you out.”
Pan put handhand over her eyes. “My father’s going to kill you!”
Trunks smirked again. “Come on, Pan! Go against daddy’s orders for once in your life and jump down to me…unless you’re…scared” He said slyly.
“What!” She snapped. “I’m not scared!”
“Then jump down.” He repeated.
Pan growled, crawling out onto the ledge of her window. “Damn you, Trunks! That’s not very fair.” She said referring to the cheap shot he took at her not having any nerve.
She jumped from the window landing in Trunks’ strong arms. As soon as they came into contact he grasped the back of her neck, kissing her fiercely. He hooked his hand under her firm rump, crushing her body against the wall.
Trunks broke for air in between their mini-make out session to stare into her bright eyes, which were full of desire and excitement. She was shocked at his actions, but liked it none the less.
“You can’t keep manipulating me like this.”
Trunks chuckled. “But I’m good at it.” He breathed in her ear making her shiver. “We could skip the party and find a little fun of our own.” He said dropping his lips to her neck as his hand worked it’s way up the front of her orange tank top.
“And disappoint everyone?” She asked.
Trunks smiled against her neck. “They wouldn’t miss us for a couple of hours.”
Pan grabbed his hand prying it from her body. “It’s one thing getting caught at a party, but getting caught alone with you is something I don‘t even wanna think about.”
Trunks sighed in annoyance releasing the hold he had on her body. “True, Gohan has been keeping an annoyingly close watch on the both of us since we got out of that door.”
Pan smiled smugly taking his chin in her palm. “See? I’m always right.” She said kissing his lips lightly. “Well, lets go before we get caught.”
Trunks took her to a place she’d never been before. It was obviously a house that belonged to a friend of his. She was starting to regret agreeing to come to this party the closer they got to the front door.
“Tr wai wait.” She said, grabbing his hand just before he rang the doorbell.
Trunks titled his eyes looking down at her. “What?”
“I…I don’t know about this.” She said nervously.
“Why? It’s practically your party. It’s the only reason Jason agreed to have it.” He explained ringing the doorbell.
“Ahhh….” Pan mumbled, speed walking away from the door.
“Pan, come back here.”
Trunks jogged after her and grabbed her arms turning her around. “Hey, talk to me.”
Pan put her head down. “Trunks, I’m not popular like you are. I’m not going to know anyone.”
“You know Bra, Goten, Marron, and me.” He said trying to calm her nerves.
“And everyone else? They’re just going to think this is some pity party to make a nobody feel like they matter.”
Pan wrapped her arms around herself on the verge of tears.
Trunks grabbed her by the shoulders pulling her into his powerful embrace. “Your not a nobody, damn it. If anyone’s the loser it’s me. I’m glad I’m the one you’ve chosen because you’re so smart, funny, caring, beautiful, and incredibly sexy.” He said grinning down at her.
Pan smiled blushing a bit.
“Aha! I knew that’d get you to smile.” He said putting his hand on her cheek. “Kami…” Hesperspered. “Your pretty.”
She blushed even more rubbing her face against his hand. “I love you, Trunks.”
“Pan…” Trunks said in annoyance. “Your not supposed to be saying that, remember?”
“But on ones around.” She said sadly.
“I know, but it’s just love is a very serious thing and well, I don’t know if that’s something you should be telling me until I can say it to you in return.”
Pan smiled brightly wrapping her arms around his neck. “Are you trying to tell me something Trunks?” She asked innocently.
Trunks smiled. “Like what?”
“You trying to tell me there’s a chance of getting you to fall in love with me?” She giggled.
Trunks chuckled quietly. “I don’t know. It depends on how nice you are to me.”
Pan pouted cutely. “You keep saying things like we need to take it slow when you’ve been cheating since this afternoon. Having your brut hands all over poor little me.”
Trunks growled in reaction to her innocent tone. “Guess I’ll have to work on a few things. I can’t help, but touch you when you’re so close taunting me.”
“Likewise.” She replied.
“Hey, Trunks! What the hell are you doing?” Jason called from the front door. “You ring the bell then ditch? You bastard!”
Trunks laughed turning towards him. “Sorry, I’m trying to work out a few nervous kinks in this one.” He shouted, turning back to Pan who was trying to run away again.
“Come on now.” He hissed, grabbing her hand. “I’ll be fun.”
Pan had serious doubts as Trunks lead her into Jason’s house. She felt even more nervous and out of place passing a handful of people in every room. She hoped none of which they’d be going into.
She sighed in relief when he opened a door downstairs where Bra and Goten sat on a couch and Marron in a chair in front of a table. There were maybe 14 others in the room she didn’t recognize, but it didn’t matto heo her. They were on different sides of the room in their own little groups.
“There you are, Pan!” Bra said offering her a seat in a chair at the side of the table.
She smiled, leaving Trunks side and sat down next to Bra.
“Your just in time to get your birthday present.” Goten said smirking over in Trunks’ direction. Trunks turned to a mini-frig and pulled out a bottle of Southern Comfort.
“What’s what?” Pan asked curiously.
“It’s your present.” Goten answered.
Pan raised her eyebrow in confusion.
“We’re getting you drunk.” Bra said as Trunks tossed Goten the bottle.
“Oh…” Pan said not so enthusiastically. “I don’t know about that…”
“Come on, Pan. It’s your birthday. Drinking never hurt anyone.” Goten snickered pouring her a shot.
She was becoming nervous again. “But I…I took an allergy pill and it can’t be mixed with alcohol.” She lied horribly.
“Pan.” Goten said in a tone you’d normally hear a father give his son when he was doing something stupid. “No one in the family has allergies. Stop being a wuss.”
Pan looked to the side twiddling her fingers when a familiar hand closed over her’s. She looked up into Trunks amazing eyes.
“I’ll take one with you.” He said, lifting her out of the chair. He sat down and pulled her onto his lap. Pan half smiled feeling a little relieved.
“That’s more like it!” Goten beamed pouring another shot. He handed one to Pan and Trunks.
“Count of three?” Trunks asked.
Pan sighed staring into her drink and nodded her head.
“Ok.” He said. “One…two…three!”
She lifted the drink to her lips, closing her eye and swallowed. She eyes opened wide as her throat and stomach burned painfully. She dropped the shot glass and coughed uncontrollably.
Trunks, who downed the shot without so much of a wince barrowed Marron’s Strawberry Daiquiri and put it in front of her. “Here, drink this.”
Pan grabbed it from his hands and started chugging.
“Hey, don’t drink all of it.” Marron said as Pan broke off for air.
“Sorry, Marron. I thought I was going to die.” She said handing it back to her.
“It’s ok.”
“Yuck, that’s nasty and it burns! Why on earth do people drink that shit?” She asked, wiping her mouth.
Everyone chuckled.
“ ‘Cause it gets them drunk and some people like the taste.” Trunks said rubbing her back.
Goten got up and grabbed a beer from the mini-frig. “You’ll like this better, Pan.” He said handing it to her.
“Goten no. She’ll get sick.” Bra snapped.
“No she won’t.” Trunks interrupted. “Beer before liquor, never been sicker. Liquor before beer, your in the clear.”
“Oh.” Bra said shrugging.
“So, how ya feeling, babe?” Trunks asked.
“Huh?” Pan mumbled swinging her head around to look at him. “I am ok.”
“Ha! She’s already getting bussed.” He smirked.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Pan said grabbing for the bottle of Whisky. “Give me another one I think.”
Trunks leaned forward hooking his hand under her bottom without anyone noticing. “As you wish.” He said pouring another shot grinning slyly as though he was hoping something like this would happen all day.
Pan didn’t know when or how she managed to stand up and move with Bra to the other side of the room to another group of people. After awhile she lost count of how many shots she was consuming. Thank Kami for being a Saiyan or she would have lost her lunch a long time ago.
She leaned back in the couch she was sitting on with Bra when Trunks and Marron caught her attention for the second time that day.
Marron practically had her leg in Trunks’ lap from how close they were sitting. They were talking about something outside of the group, which included Goten and a few other guys Trunks had over at his house before Bulma shoved them into that room together.
Trunks leaded over, whispering something in Marron’s ear causing them both to laugh. Trunks lifted his hand and brushed a loose piece of blonde hair away from her eyes.
Pan growled glaring at the other of them. They’re doing it again! Did they think she wasn’t going to notice? She was drunk…not blind! She had to put a stop to his, but she didn’t want to cause a seen by getting up and yelling at him when she promised not to let anyone find out what’s between them, so she did the only thing she thought she could do.
Getting to her feet, she got on top of one of the tables surrounded by guys. “This party is starting to die, so how about some entertainment!” She shouted, taking her shirt off and started working her stuff along to the music playing in the background.
The rest of the guys in the room all darted and circled around the table as Pan worked her body up and down tossing her hair wildly into the air.
“Damn!” Jason said jumping out of his seat. I’ve gotta see this! She’s hot!” He said, running to the stereo, turning it up.
“Yeah! Take it off!” Some random guy in the group shouted.
“Crap!” Trunks spat glaring every asshole gawking at her in the room. He lifted himself to get off the couch when Marron grabbed his arm, pulling him back down.
“It’s just innocent fun, Trunks. Let them have it. Nothing bad is going to happen.” Marron said seductively.
“Yeah, I guess.” He hissed locking his eyes on Pan who was looking pretty damn good.
Goten slapped Trunks on the shoulder. “Well, she’s my ness and watching her just wouldn’t be right even if it is for a laugh, so I’ve going to grab Bra and go. Can I trust you to get Pan home, Trunks?”
“Of course. Remember who your talking to, bro” Trunks said, almost sounding hurt my Goten’s questioning.
“Alright, see you later, man.” Goten said, pealing Bra off the couch and up that stairs.
Trunks tried getting comfortable and convince himself there was nothing wrong with Pan dancing half naked in front of a big group of guys, but failed. Talking to Marron he’d look over at Pan to see what she was doing next.
Pan swung her hips glancing in Trunks direction as someone shoved a 20-dollar bill in her pants shouting “Come on, baby! Take it off!”
Take it off? Ok, it dancing in her bra wasn’t enough to get Trunks’ attention, this would!
“Alright! You want more!” She shouted.
“YEAH!!” They all yelled.
Pan dropped her hands to the button of her jeans and zipper undoing them both. She pulled her pants down a little showing her panties and the curves of her sex between her legs.
“Her underwear says ‘Eat me!’” One of the guys shouted.
“WHAT!” Trunks yelled at the top of his lungs jumping out of his seat.
“Trunks!” Marron whined grabbing his hand again.
“I have to put an end to this.” He snapped, throwing her hand away.
Pan smirked seeing Trunks barrel his way through the growing crowd of guys. He grabbed her hand and she fell back into his arms.
“Sorry guys, but the shows over! Go back to doing whatever it was you were doing.” He said holding her like a princess.
“Aww, your no fun.” Jason said, pouting as they all went back to drinking and playing cards. “You need a room?” He asked slyly.
“Yeah, she’s way out of it.” Trunks said as Pan swung her arms and head around.
“Wee~!” She shouted out loud.
“Upstairs farthest to your right.” He explained slapping him on the back. “And a…I’ll take care of Marron.” He said smirking.
Trunks rolled his eyes. “Yeah, you take care of Marron.”
Frankly, all of Marron’s attempts of trying to keep him from stopping Pan pissed him off. H didn’t care what happened to her at this point in time as he carried Pan upstairs into the bedroom.
“What were you thinking?” Trunks asked, putting her of her feet closing the door behind them.
“I was just having a little fun.” Pan said leaning to the side about to fall over.
“A little fun?” He asked, wrapping his arms around her waist. “If you wanted to have some fun and get naked all you had to do is ask and I would have gladly given it to you.”
Trunks hooked Pan’s bra and tossed it to the floor while kissing her neck.
Pan put her head back and whimpered. I thought we were taking things so? What happened to no sexual contact what so ever?” She asked as he made short work of removing her pants the rest of the way.
“Sometimes you have to break a few rules.” He said dropping to his knees in front of her.
“Eat me.” He read removing her panties. “Don’t mind if I do.”
Pan braced herself against the corner of a near by desk as Trunks teased the sweet spot between her smooth thighs. Little beads of sweat started to line her forehead as the room started spinning.
“Trunks,” She moaned. “I…I can’t stand anymore.”
Pan fell forward into Trunks’ arms. “Aww, someone’s had way too much to drink.” He snickered, picking her up and taking her to the bed.
He locked the bedroom door and removed his clothing, joining Pan in bed. He settled himself between her milky thighs and covered his over half with the bed sheet.
“What is someone walks in on us?” She asked, rolling her head from side to side.
“No one’s going to come in. It’s just me and you.” He said, thrusting himself inside of her. He growled kissing her neck.
“Just you and me.”
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“Pan, dear?” Videl asked, knocking on her bedroom door. “I don’t think your father and I were being very fair, so if Bulma doesn’t mind you can stay the night with Bra.”
“Pan? Are you listening? I said you can-” Videl opened the door to find an empty room and open window. She growled in frustration and distrust.
“Gohan!”
Another’s Note- Hello…*Smiles* I know I haven’t updated for a long long time, but I think I wrote a pretty good chapter to make up for it…yes? Let me know. PLEASE REVIEW!! Oh! And thanks to everyone who supported me when I was having a bit of a hissy fit with the flamer. It really made me feel loved to know you like my story!
-Missy
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