Love for an Angel
By: Nunchi
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in Dragonball. If you see any characters that doesn't belong in Dragonball or any other anime, I own them.
Trunks: 23
Pan: 19
Goten: 23
Bra: 18
A/N: Uploading an old story that I wrote when I was known as LilSweetCeres. Due to issues with people stealing my story, I didn't bother to upload it again for about four years until I was sure that the webmasters of the sites where the thief posted my story had deleted it upon my request. Story's unedited and remains the same as it was when I had written it.
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Love for an Angel
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Prince Trunks sat in his room upset. He had just met all the princesses near his kingdom and none of them were what he was looking for. Most of them were so self-conceded while the others were mad boring. With a sigh, Prince Trunks decided to sneak out of the palace and take a walk in town. Quickly, he grabs a bag of gold and strapped it securely around his waist. Then, he grabbed a black cloak from his closet and fastens it securely.
Quickly, he made his way down the halls of the palace and into the garden. There, he climbed the tall oak tree and jumped over the wall to the other side. With a sly grin, he pulled the hood over his head and headed toward town.
As Trunks walk down the streets of Vegestial, he was beginning to enjoy watching what the peasants are doing. He watched as a few young kids run pass him playing tag, and smiled. He had used to be that happy. So carefree. But… it had all changed when his mother died when he was ten. Trunks frowned at the thought.
Suddenly, he bumped into someone. "Ow!" the person cried. Looking down, Trunks saw an amazing beauty on the ground rubbing her butt.
"Ow… That hurts. Can you at least watch where you're going?"
Quickly, Trunks extended his hand and helped the girl up. The girl was around 18 or 19. Her silky shoulder-length hair cascaded down her back smoothly. She was wearing a plain blue dress with a light blue sash around her waist and an emerald cloak with a medium size pendant that attaches it. But it was her ebony eyes that caught his attention. They sparkled like no other and there is so much emotion in them. He could just get lost into those eyes.
"I… I'm sorry miss. I wasn't watching where I was going. Are you alright?" The girl looked up at him and frowned.
"I'm alright." She paused for a moment. "You look like Prince Trunks…"
Trunks had the famous anime sweatdrop as she looked at him. Suddenly, she spotted the silver chain of the royal pendant. "What's that?" Quickly, she took it out and examined it closely.
"Hey!" Trunks cried.
She gasped in shock as she took at step back. Quickly, Trunks tucked the pendant back in and looked at the girl. She stared at him with wide eyes and quickly began to kneel. With fear in his eyes, Trunks quickly, grab the girl's shoulder and hissed.
"Don't do that… This is the public and there are no guards." The girl stared at him, confused. What was he talking about? She looked around her. Surely, there are no guards around and some people were staring at them. She blushed slightly and stepped back, making Trunks let go of her.
"What's your name?" Trunks asked. Pan looked at him slowly.
"My name's Pan. Son Pan."
Trunks smiled. "Pan… I like that name. It's a beautiful name for a beautiful girl. Well, Pan. I'll see you around. I need to get back. Ja!" Pan blushed furiously as she watched Trunks walked away. He called her beautiful! The prince called her beautiful! Blushing madly, Pan walked back home.
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Trunks sat in his room deep in thought. His mind kept on wandering back to that girl that he met in town. What was her name again? Ah yes… Pan. It was a beautiful name indeed.
"Pan… Son Pan…" Trunks said quietly. As he thought of her, something clicked in his mind. Without a second thought, he left his room. Quickly, Trunks walked down the long corridors and stopped in front of the door of the royal messenger. With a deep breath, Trunks knocked on the door.
The door opened to reveal a short, middle-age man. The messenger took one look at Trunks and kneeled. "Don't kneel, Raphael. I need you to do something quickly. Do you know the Son family?"
Raphael smiled. "Of course I do, your majesty. They are one of the most likable families around. Why do you ask, Prince Trunks?"
Trunks just grinned. "Do you know the one called Son Pan?"
Raphael nod. "Yes."
"I need you to go to the Son's house and order them to get Pan. She'll be staying here. Tell them that it is important and that they shouldn't worry. If they ask for the reason why, tell them that the royal family planned to pick one girl from town to have them stay in the palace. Pan will be fine in safe hands. Only one person can come along if they feel that she needs protection. When she is here with or with out a relative, bring her to the room across from mine and for her relative, he or she can stay in the room next to Pan's. Oh yeah. Bring a carriage with you."
Raphael nod. He wondered what the Prince wanted with a peasant, but quickly dismissed the idea. As the prince walked away, Raphael quickly set to work.
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"PAN!!! Come back here with my diary!" Goten cried as he chased Pan around the house. Pan just giggled as she flipped through the pages while she ran.
"Dear Diary,
I've just met the most beautiful girl of my life! She had long flowing blue hair and amazing blue eyes. I met her when I was walking down the streets. She just bumped into me. She was wearing a red cloak though. But I wish I could see her again.
Goten"
"I'm gonna kill you, Pan!" Goten snarled. Gohan and Videl just stared in amusement as Pan read the diary. Chi Chi though… was upset.
"They are messing up the place." She complained.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Pan paused and Goten took the chance to tackle her to the ground. Avoiding the two on the floor, Gohan opened the door. There stood the messenger of the royal family.
"Excuse me, but is Son Pan home?"
Gohan nod. "Yes. Why is that?"
The messenger cleared his throat. "One of the royal family members want her to live in the palace from now on. You don't have to worry. She'll be in safe hands."
Gohan frowned. "What is going on? I'm not going to give my only daughter away. What is the catch?"
The messenger frowned. "I'm sorry sir, but there is no catch. The royal family plans to have a girl from town to stay in the palace. Your daughter happens to be the lucky one."
Pan quickly walked over to Gohan. "Can I? Please father?"
Gohan sighed. "Are you sure, dear? I'll sent Goten with you."
The messenger nodded. "He can come if he wishes."
Gohan nod. "Yes. Thank you."
Pan smiled. "Thank you, father!" In an instant, she was gone to pack her things. Goten nod toward Gohan's direction and headed to his room to pack.
The messenger sighed in relief. He had done his job. "Son Gohan? You may visit your daughter and your brother whenever you wish. The royal family surely won't mind."
Gohan nod. "Thank you."
Soon, they were in the carriage with their belongings. Gohan, Videl, and Chi Chi stood on the porch and smiled sadly. Pan looked out the window and waved as they began to leave. "I'll come back to visit you!" she shouted.
When they were out of site, sighed. "So… What's your name? And which one of the royal family sent you here?" she asked the messenger.
The messenger glanced at her. "Raphael. And the answer to the other question is none of your concern. You'll find out soon."
When they reached the palace, Goten helped Pan out of the carriage and a few servants carried their bags.
"I'll escort you to your rooms. Please follow me."
They entered the palace easily. As they walked down the corridors, Pan gaped at the portraits, the lace, and silk.
"Greetings, Princess Bra." Raphael said suddenly.
Goten looked up to see an amazing beauty in front of them. Something about her made something click in his mind. Her long blue hair and blue eyes reminded him of someone, but he can't remember. The princess eyed Goten suspiciously. "You there. The male. What is your name?"
"G-Goten. Son Goten."
The princess nod. "Haven't I seen you before? You seem strangely familiar."
"Same to you, my princess."
Without a word, the princess walked the opposite direction that they are going. As they continued to walk, Goten kept on think about her. Why does she look so familiar?
Just then, Trunks appeared. "Raphael. You have succeeded."
Raphael quickly kneeled. "Yes, your majesty."
Trunks just sighed. "You can leave now, Raphael. I'll escort them to their rooms."
Raphael got up quickly and nod. "As you wish, my prince."
Raphael left rather quickly, but Trunks was glad. He turned to face the two, but his eyes wandered to Pan. She was still a beauty in his eyes. He felt himself drowning in her ebony eyes, but snapped out if it quickly.
"Hello Pan. Nice to see you again. And who is this that's with you, may I ask."
Pan shrugged. "He's my uncle, Goten. Except that he's only four years older."
Goten stared at Pan with a clueless. "Is there a problem being four years older? I don't see any problem… Just because I'm 23, doesn't mean that there's a problem about it."
Pan just frowned. "You're always clueless."
Trunks had to restrain himself from laughing. "So… Shall I show you your rooms?"
Pan nodded. "Please."
Trunks led them to their rooms in a short amount of time. "Pan? This shall be your room and Goten shall be staying in the room next to yours. Mine is just right across from yours. If you need any help, feel free to come over and ask."
Slowly, Pan opened the door to her room. She gasped softly. The room was beautiful! There was silk everywhere. The bed was a canopy bed with baby blue silk over it. There was a custom-made full-length mirror next to a white table with accessories on it near the bed. There was a large closet next to the table. A fireplace was across from the bed with a desk near the fireplace, but not near enough to catch on fire. An eloquent cream-colored carpet covered the cold floor.
This is going to be her room. Her room from now on. And this palace… will now be her home.