My first fanfic…. I dedicate it to Pan and Trunks (my man!!!). Don't be harsh because I am new and I have no idea what I'm doing…..
Here we go!!!
Darkness threatened to swallow the tiny flame emitted from the tiny candle stick on the grand, elegant dresser engraved with crystal patterns. Trunks lay on his large velvet bed, literally lost in the world of thoughts and dreams. A raven beauty danced in his mind, swaying his thoughts with her hips. This beauty was Pan Son, a simple palace slave. And he, Trunks, Prince of Planet Vegeta, was falling, no fell in love with her.
"This is insane!"
Trunks didn't realize that he actually screamed that out loud, until he saw his mother's sky blue orbs peek through a crack in his door. Then after she saw his embarrassed, brightening face she briskly entered and sat next to him on the bed, brushing aside the velvet blankets.
"What is insane Trunks?" Bulma stared curiously at her 'baby' boy.
"I-it's nothing, mom." Trunks' hesitation didn't go unnoticed by his extremely observant mother.
"Mother's know when their kids lie to them dear, so please tell me what's bothering you." Bulma asked with genuine concern.
"Okay, I give…might as well come clean…oh-" Trunks was immediately cut off by his mother.
"Get on with it!" Bulma cut off Trunks. "I know what you are trying and it won't work."
Reluctantly, Trunks spilled the beans.
"Okay mom Promise you won't tell father but," Trunks looked around slightly paranoid," I think I am in love with Pan Son, a slave here."
"Are you sure Trunks?"
"Yes…"
"How, what and when?" Bulma quickly added.
"Well I've been watching her for some time since she began being one of Bra's maids and well, she was so sweet, caring and tried to everything the best she could. When everyone else left she would be there straightening and making everything perfect. I was lucky enough to have an encounter with her about two days ago. I bumped into her around the corner and well, all the blankets she was carrying got knocked away. She immediately cowered at my feet and started mumbling apologies and she grabbed up the blankets. I felt awful since she got such a painful fall and those blankets were folded so neatly so I bent over to help her. When I picked up all the blankets I pulled her up and gave her the blankets. She mumbled a quick than you and in the blink of eye she was gone…"
"Oh you are such a gentleman, unlike that man or my so called husband…" Bulma said a little to angry in Trunks' point of view.
"Um mom its time to go down for dinner."
" Yes…I got to go get the food organized." Bulma hurried out the room then shouted," Don't be late!"
Trunks wearily trudged out of his room a few minutes after his mother in search of 'his' Pan.