let's stay right here while we dance."


"Here? But Goten, it's pretty crowded.


"Oh, who cares about the crowd? The more the funnier, right?"


Pan looked at him incredulously when they started dancing.


"Goten, are you okay?"


"Me? Of course!" Suddenly she started laughing.


"What's so funny?"


"You can't dance?"


"Oh," he said. "Well, my mom taught me a little bit, but ... hey, you said you couldn't either!"They laughed and thankfully she didn't notice that most of the time Goten eyed a couple that danced behind Pan, a pair made up of a blonde girl and a purple-haired boy.




Halfway through the ball, Goten and Maron met again briefly.


"You know I'm not having much fun," Goten complained.


"Yeah, I know! I'm sorry. Why did you fight in the first place? I mean you are the perfect couple, made for each other!"


"Yeah, well, they don't think - oh no."


"Oh no? Goten, I don't want to hear an ´oh no`s today."


"Um, I can't find Pan."


"YOU LOST IT?" she screamed.


"I only let her out of my sight for a second! But you can still see Trunks, don't you?" She didn't answer.


"Maroon?"


"No," she said gently.


"NO?!" he screamed. They looked at each other.


“Oh, that can't end well.” Goten sighed and Maron had to agree.

"We have to find her," she said. "Lots of famous people are here. We can't afford an explosion."


"Exactly. Okay, I'll go left and you go right."


"OK." They split up.




Goten was on the second floor when he saw it. Both Trunks and Pan were at the buffet! They'd run right into each other! He froze for a moment, then started running. He did something indescribably stupid. Which was actually nothing new. But this stupid thing might come to the stupid hall the Goths had already done. He slid down the railing and took Pan's hand.


"OH! THERE ARE YOU! WHY DON'T WE DANCE?"


Pan stared at him. "Are you okay, Goten?"


"ME? IT'S LOVELY!" He pulled her onto the dance floor and began to dance. He looked down at Pan.


"Trunks is here," she said in a cold tone. Goten wanted to cry. He almost KILLED HIMSELF on that stupid railing, and she's seen him?Where was the court?


"No!" he said, hoping to sound surprised. But he didn't.


"You knew it!" said Pan surprised. Negative.


"Uhh ..."


“You DID know!” She was really disappointed. "Why didn't you tell me?"


"Uhh ..."


She looked at him blankly and left. 'Well, it could have been worse. z. B. Trunks could have seen Pan too. `thought Goten. Suddenly he heard Trunks' voice that seemed to drown out everything else. “PAN?” Goten slumped into a chair and sighed. If only he hadn't thought anything.




***


Trunks followed Pan to the balcony that led to the outside.


She looked at him and a small smile flickered over her lips.


"Well, it makes sense now," she said.


"What makes sense?"


"Your crazy behavior. I thought my uncle was freaking out." She grinned. "He said he was 'lovely'."


"Goten said that? ADORABLE?"

"Yep." They looked at each other and snorted. After a minute they calmed down again. Pan looked at Trunks. Her smile gradually faded.


“I'm sorry, Trunks.” He took her hands.


"No. No, I'm the one who's sorry."


"No, Trunks, no. It was my fault. I was pissed off at first."


Trunks went closer to her.


"My fault."


She went on tiptoe.


"My."


"Mine," he said, and kissed her before she could argue.


When they parted again, Pan leaned against his chest and listened to his heartbeat.


"I missed you," she said.


"I missed you even more. It was the longest 3 weeks of my life without you." Then they pressed their lips together again tenderly.




***


"La ... are you laughing?" Marron asked confused.


"Looks so," answered Goten, astonished.


"Yeah, they're laughing. Then I'd better go home and—."

"Marron. Don't do that. Kuririn must have spent a lot of money on the dress. You don't want to ruin it, do you?"


"Oh, right. And it would take forever to get my hair back so well."


"Did I tell you today that you are beautiful?"


Marron nudged him lightly in the side with the elbow.


"Old hobby angler!"


"No, I'm serious! Don't you want to spend the rest of the evening with me? I mean dancing and all?"


Marron smiled. "Nothing better than that! I thought you'd never ask!"


"Shall we?"


"Why not?"


Goten held the door open. "After you!"


"Many Thanks."


THE END




Epilogue:


That was my first DBZ fanfiction. Hope you enjoyed it. Write a lot of clerks under it. Criticize wherever you can. But you can also praise me * g * if there's anything to praise here at all ...


Kind regards, Kaori