A/N: Yes, for all those people who usually see me on their review pages, I'm actually going to attempt one of my favorite pairings....Trunk & Pan! *gasp* Yes, I know, heehee. I'll probably only post one chapter then forget it ever exsisted, but hey, I'm pretty damn spontanious, so ya never know....Plus I'm more of an artist than a fanfic writer, but I just like to PRETEND I can write, lol. Ah yes, this is an A/U fic, like most others, because they are the most FUN! *talks like Bubbles from the Powerpuff Girls* Puppy!!! WHEE!!!! *whoosh*
Disclaimer: Hey...just because I can draw some Dragonball/Z/GT stuff, does NOT mean that I actually own the cartoon. But, a lot of the time I just like to pretend that I do. ^___^
I know I'm curious, so most other people must be also. Ages *winks*: Trunks:24 Pan:19 Bra:20 Goten: 23 Well, I never gave the ages any thought, and like most other T/P fics, their ages are TOTALLY outta whack, heehee.
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A thin, white, lace curtain was being gently pushed by the morning breeze. A form was huddled on a bed underneath the blankets, breathing softly. Her ebony hair rising and falling with each breath she took.
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She was running through a forest and noticed that she was wearing a dress that looked like it had been ripped from Medival times, like something a princess would wear. She came into a clearing and noticed a handsome man sitting upon a beautiful white horse. He was dressed as if his get-up was ripped from Medival times as well, except if Pan stood corrected, it looked something of what a knight would wear.
"Good evening, M'lady." The man said, charmingly. Pan just tilted her head to the side and blinked. 'Wait...he kinda looks like Trunks...sounds like him too. What the hell is going on?' She thought while the mystery man handed her a white rose.
"I tried to find something of the most beauty to give to you...but I'm afraid I could not accomplish my goal..." He said, almost ashamed. Pan started to feel sorry for him.
"Uh...it's okay. You don't have to do anything like that for me..." Pan said with confusion in her voice, but the man seemed not to notice. He gracefully jumped off his horse and walked up to Pan. She just blinked and gasped now that she had a closer look at him.
"Trunks...?" She gasped quietly, not knowing whether she had heard him or not. He obviously hadn't. He tucked a strand hair behind her ear, looking into her eyes as if searching for something. She twitched under his intense gaze.
"I could not give you the most beautiful thing in the world...." he whispered huskily, "...because you are the most beautiful thing in my world..." He closed his eyes and leaned toward her face.
Pan froze. 'WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HE--' her thoughts were cut off when Trunks' lips met hers.
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Her strange dream was suddenly ripped away like a door of its hinges when a soft knock was heard from the other side of the door.
"Pan, honey, you really should get up now." Videl sounded quietly yet cheerfully. Pan lazily opened her eyes.
"Okay..." She said, almost inaudible. Pan started to doze back off to sleep. Her mother half smiled-half smirked on the other side of the door, like she was ready to use a secret weapon.
"Oh, Pan! Did I also mention that breakfast was ready...?" Videl asked and heard quick shuffling around in Pan's room. Videl hopped back when Pan flung the door open with a grin on her face and drool dribbling down her chin.
"Why didn't you say it sooner?" Pan half skipped-half pranced into the kitchen, stumbling every now and then from her baggy pajamas and half falling off slippers. Videl giggled quietly as she walked in to see Pan hopping around the table with a plate and fork, while humming to herself. Gohan peered over a newspaper in silent question to Videl, but she just shrugged.
When Pan was finished eating she went back upstairs to change out of her pajamas. Now that the food was off the brain, it automatically went back to the strange dream she had had earlier. Never in her life had she ever had a dream like that with Trunks, of all people, in it! It was kind of sweet though... Pan mentally slapped herself.
"Stop it, brain, or I'll stab you with a q-tip!" Pan hissed through clenched teeth. She was pulling her shirt over her head when she heard her mother yelling from the kitchen.
"Pan! Bra is on the phone!"
"Okay! Coming!" Pan yelled back while pulling her long hair from out of her shirt and flung the door open, pratically prancing through the hallway. Videl and Gohan both looked at her as if she had come down with the flu or something because she was grinning and talking with a voice that dripped with over-cheeriness. Just the fact that she hadn't said any smart-ass comments were enough to make them dizzy with confusion. Pan picked the phone up.
"Hiiiiiiii, Braaaaaa!" She said in a sing-song voice. Videl and Gohan could hear Bra 'freaking out' on the other end.
"Oh my God, Pan! Are you feeling alright!? Are you sick!? Do you want me to come over!?" Bra was speechless. (A/N: Just to make this clear, Bra IS speechless, even though she said a few things. I'm just going to assume you people get it. I think you're bright enough. *smiles* Ewww...I just sneezed all over the keyboard...groady...)
"Of course I'm okay." Pan replied, rather agitated that people seemed to think it was strange that she was actually acting a little human today, a small frown etched across her face. "I'm just in a rather good mood I guess..."
"Oh..." Bra's voice faltered slightly, but recovered quickly. "Just meet me at my house in 15 minutes! And HURRY!" Bra said quickly and hung up the phone. Pan blinked repeatedly.
"Uh...okay....bye?" She hung up the phone and she turned around to face her parents and they both quickly looked away as if they weren't watching, she just rolled her eyes. "Geez, don't friends say "Bye!" anymore?" She asked no one in paticular and shrugged as she grabbed her car keys off the hook. She put on a light sweater and put her wallet in her back pocket.
"If anyone hasn't noticed or has half a brain I'm gonna be at Bra's!" She called to her parents. Videl opened her mouth. "I don't know when I'll be back, Mom!" Pan added quickly and laughed. Videl closed her mouth promptly and blushed.
"Buh bye!" Pan said as she walked out the door.
"Bye!" Both her parents called back to her.
Pan walked to her car in thought. Now what could be so important that Bra needs me to come over right NOW? I swear...if she's having a fashion crisis, she knows not to call me, because frankly, I couldn't give a rats ass about fashion. But she knows that, must be something about Josh Harnett or SOMETHING stupid like that... she sighed as she got into her car and sped off to Capsule Corporation.
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A/N: Well? What'd ya think of it so far? It's probably really short, but I'm writing this via email for right now, so I have no idea how many pages long it is or anything. I'm actually liking this so far. *nods in thought* Prolly my best start on a fic. *starry eyed* I'm so proud of myself!
Thanks to all that review! I'll put your names up in my next chapter for reviewing it for me! Heheh...bribery, I love it. *lol*
pink-lemonade-86 (Aimee)
Disclaimer: Hey...just because I can draw some Dragonball/Z/GT stuff, does NOT mean that I actually own the cartoon. But, a lot of the time I just like to pretend that I do. ^___^
I know I'm curious, so most other people must be also. Ages *winks*: Trunks:24 Pan:19 Bra:20 Goten: 23 Well, I never gave the ages any thought, and like most other T/P fics, their ages are TOTALLY outta whack, heehee.
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A thin, white, lace curtain was being gently pushed by the morning breeze. A form was huddled on a bed underneath the blankets, breathing softly. Her ebony hair rising and falling with each breath she took.
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She was running through a forest and noticed that she was wearing a dress that looked like it had been ripped from Medival times, like something a princess would wear. She came into a clearing and noticed a handsome man sitting upon a beautiful white horse. He was dressed as if his get-up was ripped from Medival times as well, except if Pan stood corrected, it looked something of what a knight would wear.
"Good evening, M'lady." The man said, charmingly. Pan just tilted her head to the side and blinked. 'Wait...he kinda looks like Trunks...sounds like him too. What the hell is going on?' She thought while the mystery man handed her a white rose.
"I tried to find something of the most beauty to give to you...but I'm afraid I could not accomplish my goal..." He said, almost ashamed. Pan started to feel sorry for him.
"Uh...it's okay. You don't have to do anything like that for me..." Pan said with confusion in her voice, but the man seemed not to notice. He gracefully jumped off his horse and walked up to Pan. She just blinked and gasped now that she had a closer look at him.
"Trunks...?" She gasped quietly, not knowing whether she had heard him or not. He obviously hadn't. He tucked a strand hair behind her ear, looking into her eyes as if searching for something. She twitched under his intense gaze.
"I could not give you the most beautiful thing in the world...." he whispered huskily, "...because you are the most beautiful thing in my world..." He closed his eyes and leaned toward her face.
Pan froze. 'WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HE--' her thoughts were cut off when Trunks' lips met hers.
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Her strange dream was suddenly ripped away like a door of its hinges when a soft knock was heard from the other side of the door.
"Pan, honey, you really should get up now." Videl sounded quietly yet cheerfully. Pan lazily opened her eyes.
"Okay..." She said, almost inaudible. Pan started to doze back off to sleep. Her mother half smiled-half smirked on the other side of the door, like she was ready to use a secret weapon.
"Oh, Pan! Did I also mention that breakfast was ready...?" Videl asked and heard quick shuffling around in Pan's room. Videl hopped back when Pan flung the door open with a grin on her face and drool dribbling down her chin.
"Why didn't you say it sooner?" Pan half skipped-half pranced into the kitchen, stumbling every now and then from her baggy pajamas and half falling off slippers. Videl giggled quietly as she walked in to see Pan hopping around the table with a plate and fork, while humming to herself. Gohan peered over a newspaper in silent question to Videl, but she just shrugged.
When Pan was finished eating she went back upstairs to change out of her pajamas. Now that the food was off the brain, it automatically went back to the strange dream she had had earlier. Never in her life had she ever had a dream like that with Trunks, of all people, in it! It was kind of sweet though... Pan mentally slapped herself.
"Stop it, brain, or I'll stab you with a q-tip!" Pan hissed through clenched teeth. She was pulling her shirt over her head when she heard her mother yelling from the kitchen.
"Pan! Bra is on the phone!"
"Okay! Coming!" Pan yelled back while pulling her long hair from out of her shirt and flung the door open, pratically prancing through the hallway. Videl and Gohan both looked at her as if she had come down with the flu or something because she was grinning and talking with a voice that dripped with over-cheeriness. Just the fact that she hadn't said any smart-ass comments were enough to make them dizzy with confusion. Pan picked the phone up.
"Hiiiiiiii, Braaaaaa!" She said in a sing-song voice. Videl and Gohan could hear Bra 'freaking out' on the other end.
"Oh my God, Pan! Are you feeling alright!? Are you sick!? Do you want me to come over!?" Bra was speechless. (A/N: Just to make this clear, Bra IS speechless, even though she said a few things. I'm just going to assume you people get it. I think you're bright enough. *smiles* Ewww...I just sneezed all over the keyboard...groady...)
"Of course I'm okay." Pan replied, rather agitated that people seemed to think it was strange that she was actually acting a little human today, a small frown etched across her face. "I'm just in a rather good mood I guess..."
"Oh..." Bra's voice faltered slightly, but recovered quickly. "Just meet me at my house in 15 minutes! And HURRY!" Bra said quickly and hung up the phone. Pan blinked repeatedly.
"Uh...okay....bye?" She hung up the phone and she turned around to face her parents and they both quickly looked away as if they weren't watching, she just rolled her eyes. "Geez, don't friends say "Bye!" anymore?" She asked no one in paticular and shrugged as she grabbed her car keys off the hook. She put on a light sweater and put her wallet in her back pocket.
"If anyone hasn't noticed or has half a brain I'm gonna be at Bra's!" She called to her parents. Videl opened her mouth. "I don't know when I'll be back, Mom!" Pan added quickly and laughed. Videl closed her mouth promptly and blushed.
"Buh bye!" Pan said as she walked out the door.
"Bye!" Both her parents called back to her.
Pan walked to her car in thought. Now what could be so important that Bra needs me to come over right NOW? I swear...if she's having a fashion crisis, she knows not to call me, because frankly, I couldn't give a rats ass about fashion. But she knows that, must be something about Josh Harnett or SOMETHING stupid like that... she sighed as she got into her car and sped off to Capsule Corporation.
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A/N: Well? What'd ya think of it so far? It's probably really short, but I'm writing this via email for right now, so I have no idea how many pages long it is or anything. I'm actually liking this so far. *nods in thought* Prolly my best start on a fic. *starry eyed* I'm so proud of myself!
Thanks to all that review! I'll put your names up in my next chapter for reviewing it for me! Heheh...bribery, I love it. *lol*
pink-lemonade-86 (Aimee)