Disclaimer: This is sad but yet true. I don't own anything
that is mentioned in this story. All the wonderful
characters, that the creator made is used for amusement only.
But the good thing is I bet none of you own it either!!
Hehehehe.^-^
A/n: I hope you really like this story. But hey I say that in all of my stories.
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As I walked through the city streets on midnight I thought of nothing really. I looked far into the blanket- covered city to find footprints everywhere. It was two days before Christmas Eve. And I found myself lonely.like every single year. I have never found love.sure I had loving parents. Even if my dad hardly showed it. But what I am saying is that I never felt that something. the longing for anyone. Well that is, I did love someone.once.
She was the daughter of my mother's best friend's son. Or in other words I was a close friend with this man named Gohan. I'm not anymore, you can say that we sort of went our separate ways. But when he had this beautiful daughter name Pan, I became best friends with her.
She's not like most girls. She use to hate shopping, and she loves sports. She inherited her baseball skills from her father. But she had this natural beauty that just possessed me in someway. We were quiet the couple. Till.till she had to go.
~~~Flash back~~~
"So is this how it's going to be right?" Pan said bitterly as she dropped her suitcase.
Trunks felt heartbroken, but in the end he knew tat he couldn't stop Pan from her dream. From going to France.
The only reason why Pan was angry with him is because didn't object, he didn't ask her not to go. And it seemed to her as if he never cared for her in the first place.
"Ah, Pan you are making it harder than it already is." Trunks fought back the tears. From looking at Pan's light pink teary eyes, he could think that she felt the same way.
"This is out last call for passengers leaving to France.Thank you." Said the voice that came from the ceiling.
"Goodbye trunks." Pan said as she gave him one last hug. One final last kiss
"Goodbye Panny." Trunks smelled her hair, and kept her close by him. 'Don't cry she's coming back, don't cry.' He told himself over, and over again.
She let go of him, then she turned around on her heel and started to walk into the hall were her airplane to France would be waiting.
Trunks just stood there. Didn't say a word until she went inside. 'Forget about her.' His mind told him. And for six years he believed that he could not stop thinking about her.
A/n: I hope you really like this story. But hey I say that in all of my stories.
_________________________________*____________________________ _________*_____________
As I walked through the city streets on midnight I thought of nothing really. I looked far into the blanket- covered city to find footprints everywhere. It was two days before Christmas Eve. And I found myself lonely.like every single year. I have never found love.sure I had loving parents. Even if my dad hardly showed it. But what I am saying is that I never felt that something. the longing for anyone. Well that is, I did love someone.once.
She was the daughter of my mother's best friend's son. Or in other words I was a close friend with this man named Gohan. I'm not anymore, you can say that we sort of went our separate ways. But when he had this beautiful daughter name Pan, I became best friends with her.
She's not like most girls. She use to hate shopping, and she loves sports. She inherited her baseball skills from her father. But she had this natural beauty that just possessed me in someway. We were quiet the couple. Till.till she had to go.
~~~Flash back~~~
"So is this how it's going to be right?" Pan said bitterly as she dropped her suitcase.
Trunks felt heartbroken, but in the end he knew tat he couldn't stop Pan from her dream. From going to France.
The only reason why Pan was angry with him is because didn't object, he didn't ask her not to go. And it seemed to her as if he never cared for her in the first place.
"Ah, Pan you are making it harder than it already is." Trunks fought back the tears. From looking at Pan's light pink teary eyes, he could think that she felt the same way.
"This is out last call for passengers leaving to France.Thank you." Said the voice that came from the ceiling.
"Goodbye trunks." Pan said as she gave him one last hug. One final last kiss
"Goodbye Panny." Trunks smelled her hair, and kept her close by him. 'Don't cry she's coming back, don't cry.' He told himself over, and over again.
She let go of him, then she turned around on her heel and started to walk into the hall were her airplane to France would be waiting.
Trunks just stood there. Didn't say a word until she went inside. 'Forget about her.' His mind told him. And for six years he believed that he could not stop thinking about her.