The Girl Next Door
by Angelica

Chapter 2. Adulthood

Music & Lyrics: owned by A. Teeuwe / B. van Veen
Performer: Anouk.
Song Title: Don’t

No hurry, I'll be waiting for you My baby,
now don't you worry
I'll be fine
Just take your time
To make up your mind
Draw a line
Or flip a dime
Waiting for you
It's easy,
if you want to please me
Don't tell me maybe
Come back home complete me
No strings attached
That's a promise I can't keep
So I waste my time
With lazy crazy dreaming
A sparkling wine
A twist of lime
A whisky soda, hole in time
When you're not here
Don't say you're sorry
Don't say it
No
Don't say you're sorry


The restaurant. Part 1:
(From different point of views)

Occasionally I look up from my plate, which used to be filled with rice and chicken but now is becoming emptier by the second.

Every time I have to control myself not to burst laughing. Quietly I start snickering at the sight of Trunks stealing glances at Pan. If he weren’t making such a fool of himself, I would be suspicious even mad maybe.

He still is blissfully ignorant of the fact that Bra and I are carefully watching him and trying to remain undetected. Not that its a hard task since Trunks is of in some fluffy dream world.

The hilarious thing is the truly innocent smile on Pan’s face as she keeps asking him what’s wrong and why he’s blushing. Despite the fact it all looks so innocent I don’t know yet what to make of it. Ah well if she returns his apparent crush, and he hurts her he will be a dead man. Nobody messes with my niece. Besides she is Gohan’s daughter that makes her one girl you really shouldn’t piss off.

I wonder what Gohan will think. Owh I can already hear a certain Prince raving ‘No brat of mine will be involved with Kakarotto’s spawn.’ Maybe I’m dead wrong and things go normally. Normally?….nah.


Goten really is an open book if you watch him. I can almost see his mind wondering about my brother’s infatuation with Pan. Now we’re both snickering softly at the site of a thirty-eight year old man blushing like a teenager. I almost start to laugh loudly as I see Pan looking as innocent as a baby asking what’s up with him.

I can only imagine how she feels right now. Goten and I are trying desperately to relax and look more serious, Trunks looks at us.

By now his head starts to become dark crimson. Despite all this Pan’s still floating in blissful ignorance.

If this really is what I think it is, I pity them when they have to tell dad. I always suspected she had a crush on him, but I never dreamt Trunks would return these feelings.

Oowh I can’t wait to get them together I am going to have so much fun-playing matchmaker. Hey maybe Goten and I could work together…hmmmm…


Urg…I’m seriously getting creeped out here. Why the hell is he staring at me like that? Shit maybe its something in my face?

"Excuse me guys I’m going to the little girls room for a sec ok?" From the corner of my eye I see Trunks impersonating a tomato as Bra whispers something in his ear. Strange…

As I look in the mirror, I don’t see anything wrong. ? No weird spots on my face, my teeth are white as ever. There’s nothing wrong with me!…grr if that twerp dares to look at me as if I’ve grown horns again I swear I’m going to do some old fashioned Son styled damage.

I rummage through my bag and find my beloved bandanna. I tightly tie it around my thigh sixties style. Now I’m ready to face anything. Smirking self-assured I take my place again. What the? …he still keeps staring at me like that. I smirk at him Vegeta stile. Suddenly he reacts, looking as if somebody pinched him, weird he acts as if I just caught him with his hands in the cookie jar and he’s blushing. Weird…


Oh God!…Trunks man…GET A GRIP. This is Panny you’re staring at. Come on you old man. Close your trap, eat and act normal for god’s sake. Still not listening to my brain I sneak another peek at her. Only to be answered with a glare that would have made Dad run for cover.

For the thirtieth time tonight I feel my head becoming the colour of a tomato, but I can’t help it.

God I feel pathetic, I’m sitting her talking to myself and drooling over a girl who’s fifteen years younger then me.

Get yourself together, your thirty-eight; you’re the president of the biggest company in the world so you are able to act like an adult.

Great work..Now you’ve pissed her off. God I am so dead when Dad and Gohan find out. Shut up…I have to stop this. Right.? Take a deep breath, relax and stop talking to yourself.

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