Disclaimer: Yes, I do own DBZ! Did you know? *Waves ownership papers in
your face* See? *A bunch of mad people run up* HEY THAT'S THE GIRL THAT
STOLE THE PAPERS!!! Oh crap! *Starts Running *
The things you should know: Pan and Trunks have never met and are not Saijins.
'someone is thinking.' (Me, being annoying)
Sorry this is so short but it's the way I start all my fics out. Just in case it totally sucks and no one likes it I don't poor my heart into the first chapter. Please R+R And flame me if you'd like.
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Pan tried to keep from wobbling. She had been standing there for an hour now listening to the air force's version of a drill sergeant.
"If any of you try, just try, to do anything stupid or anything to entertain your fellow peers I'll have your ass booted out of here before you can say sorry! DO YOU UNDER STAND ME?!"
The whole squad of people answered they way they always had to: "Sir yes sir!"
"Good. Now get your sorry Asses over to the sleeping courtiers! You've already got your room number privet!" He said the last part to one of the men that had no idea what he was doing.
Pan saluted her commanding officer before doing what she was told. She walked under deck with the other privets to find her room. 'Let's see here. Room number 231.' When she found it she opened the door and pushed it open.
There was one bunk bed meaning that two people shared a room. There were two small dressers and that was about it.
Pan saw that her bags where already there along with the person that she shared the room with. She read the nametag: Trunks Briefs. Great, a man. She did not really think that she would share the room with another woman. There weren't many women in the air force.
She tried to fit in as well as she would. She cut her hair like a man's and she wore men's cloths. But to no avail, she looked too much like a woman to pass as a man. She jumped when a guy about her age with lavender hair and the most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen entered.
No wonder why it took him so long to get here. He was the guy her commanding officer was yelling at. She tried not to laugh at the memory but she could not help but smile as if she was amused.
Trunks blinked at her. She was smiling at him like he had done something really funny. "What?"
"Nothing!" She quickly replied.
Trunks looked at her then realized she was female. Damn! He got to stay in a room with a woman for months! "If you don't mind I'll have the bottom bunk."
"Go ahead." She then remembered something and ran over to her backpack. She unzipped it. Then with care she picked up. a Raccoon? (I havea Raccoon to! ^.^)
Trunks stared at her. "You do know animals are not aloud on the craft."
"I don't give a damn. He can live anywhere without people finding out." She then opened one of her other bags and pulled out a cat box and cat littler. She put the pan down on the floor then started filling it with litter.
"What the hell are you doing?
"He has to crap somewhere, unless you would rather it be your bed?"
Trunks narrowed his eyes at her. "There is no way I will put up with a cat box"
"Then you don't have to, it's a Coon box." She said this in a jokingly tone of voce.
"Your really wired you know that?"
Pan smiled cutely at him without saying a word then climbed up into her bunk for bed her Raccoon following her.
'Damn, that stupid little rat even sleeps with her?' He turned out the lights then went to bed himself for some sleep.
The things you should know: Pan and Trunks have never met and are not Saijins.
'someone is thinking.' (Me, being annoying)
Sorry this is so short but it's the way I start all my fics out. Just in case it totally sucks and no one likes it I don't poor my heart into the first chapter. Please R+R And flame me if you'd like.
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Pan tried to keep from wobbling. She had been standing there for an hour now listening to the air force's version of a drill sergeant.
"If any of you try, just try, to do anything stupid or anything to entertain your fellow peers I'll have your ass booted out of here before you can say sorry! DO YOU UNDER STAND ME?!"
The whole squad of people answered they way they always had to: "Sir yes sir!"
"Good. Now get your sorry Asses over to the sleeping courtiers! You've already got your room number privet!" He said the last part to one of the men that had no idea what he was doing.
Pan saluted her commanding officer before doing what she was told. She walked under deck with the other privets to find her room. 'Let's see here. Room number 231.' When she found it she opened the door and pushed it open.
There was one bunk bed meaning that two people shared a room. There were two small dressers and that was about it.
Pan saw that her bags where already there along with the person that she shared the room with. She read the nametag: Trunks Briefs. Great, a man. She did not really think that she would share the room with another woman. There weren't many women in the air force.
She tried to fit in as well as she would. She cut her hair like a man's and she wore men's cloths. But to no avail, she looked too much like a woman to pass as a man. She jumped when a guy about her age with lavender hair and the most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen entered.
No wonder why it took him so long to get here. He was the guy her commanding officer was yelling at. She tried not to laugh at the memory but she could not help but smile as if she was amused.
Trunks blinked at her. She was smiling at him like he had done something really funny. "What?"
"Nothing!" She quickly replied.
Trunks looked at her then realized she was female. Damn! He got to stay in a room with a woman for months! "If you don't mind I'll have the bottom bunk."
"Go ahead." She then remembered something and ran over to her backpack. She unzipped it. Then with care she picked up. a Raccoon? (I havea Raccoon to! ^.^)
Trunks stared at her. "You do know animals are not aloud on the craft."
"I don't give a damn. He can live anywhere without people finding out." She then opened one of her other bags and pulled out a cat box and cat littler. She put the pan down on the floor then started filling it with litter.
"What the hell are you doing?
"He has to crap somewhere, unless you would rather it be your bed?"
Trunks narrowed his eyes at her. "There is no way I will put up with a cat box"
"Then you don't have to, it's a Coon box." She said this in a jokingly tone of voce.
"Your really wired you know that?"
Pan smiled cutely at him without saying a word then climbed up into her bunk for bed her Raccoon following her.
'Damn, that stupid little rat even sleeps with her?' He turned out the lights then went to bed himself for some sleep.