Well, this is my debut fanfic on Fanfiction.net! This is sort of a response to Ceres no Cyberia's Fanfic Challenge, but it will become a T&P fic. Also, I'm going to use the North American spelling for names (except for Juunanagou), since that seems to be what most people are familiar with. If I make a mistake with those though, please forgive me, because I've only seen a few of the dubbed FUNimation Dragonball Z episodes on Toonami. And one more thing, I am however going to use Japanese suffixes like –chan, -san, -sama, and so on. Sorry for spelling errors, this was written in about 3½ hours, also, English is not my best language, I'm from a German/American family, and it's hard to make the conversion to writing the less "harsh" English, I suppose even my Japanese is better! LOL!
Note: In this story, Juunanagou (Android #17) never fused with Hell Fighter Juunanagou, basically the Super 17 Saga never happened.
Plume
Billy Corgan/James Iha
(preformed by The Smashing Pumpkins)
© 1994 Cinderful Music/Chrysalis songs (bmi)
The Deal
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Oh yeah, another day
Oh yeah, gotta play
Son Pan's eyes slowly fluttered open from underneath her white cotton sheets as the California sun filtered through. The low hum of her alarm clock captured her attention as she threw back her sheets and sat up groggily. She blinked rapidly trying to clear her foggy vision and focus on the digital display. "9:30!? Oh shit! I'm really late for work!" She exclaimed and jumped out of bed with new motivation.
After scrambling to get dressed and fix her hair, while rushing around her small apartment grabbing some breakfast, Pan finally stopped in front of her calendar while putting one shoe on. It was Saturday. After mumbling a few curses, she flopped down on her black leather (L.A.'s most fashionable color) couch and buried her head in the pillow.
What it is, it never was
I don't care to give enough
When Pan had finished High School, she had decided to move to the United States to go to a Tech Institute, she now held a job at a major software company as a software designer in Los Angeles, California. She had liked the idea of living near the coast, since it reminded her of her home. But recently, she had become terribly bored, mostly due to her lack of a social life outside of the office. She did miss her family and friends back home in Japan, but at the same time she didn't really want to go home. Basically, she had buried herself in work, and training. She went to the nearest gym every night, and even flew up state to the mountains for some solitary training sessions. Still, she was bored as hell.
My boredom has outshined the sun
It's all down low
Pan walked through the warm sand, heading towards the tide. She needed a good swim to work off some stress, and this early in the morning, a little after 6:00am in fact, there was barely anyone around.
When Pan finally felt she had enough exercise she came out of the sea and grabbed her towel to dry off the salty ocean. After wringing the remaining water from her hair, she headed home. It was now about 7:45am.
As she walked down the hall to her apartment, her raven-black hair still damp from her early morning swim, Pan felt something was ajar. Her Saiya-jin senses kicked in, as she crept cautiously towards her door. She fit the key into the lock, and slowly swung the door open. She got quite a shock. There, inside her apartment was Marron smiling sweetly, while her uncle Juunanagou stood to the side uncomfortably. "Hello Pan! I'm so glad we got the right apartment!" Marron said happily, running towards her. "Marron? What are you doing here?" Pan asked slowly, still in a state of shock. "Well your parents missed you, and wanted to make sure you were okay, you don't call much. So since I had some vacation time coming, I thought I would come and visit you! And uncle Juu-chan was nice enough to escort me all the way here." She replied sweetly, motioning to Juunana who just muttered something under his breath about Juuhachi's manipulative little brat. "I'm so glad you guys came, but I have to be at work tomorrow, it's Monday." Pan said hugging her older friend, still a little stunned. "See, I told you." Juunana muttered, obviously hoping to leave soon. "That's okay, we can get a hotel room for a little while. But summer is coming next week, you do have some of summer off right?" The blonde woman asked excitedly. "Well yeah…but…" Pan trailed off, wondering what Marron was planning. "Great! You can come back with us to visit everyone." Marron said happily. "But I…" Pan protested weakly, wondering why this had all been planned without her. "Pan this will be great! Bra is coming back from France this summer, I'm sure she'll be happy to catch up with you as well as everyone else. Besides, Trunks is anxious to see you again." Marron said with a wink. Pan barely kept herself from blushing, why couldn't Marron or Bra forget that childhood crush?
I just want to have some
Little fun
After much convincing, Pan finally agreed to come back with them when her summer vacation started. Marron and Juunana stayed until then, Marron helping her get caught up on the recent events back home. She had even shown Pan a picture of her fiancé, and Pan had to admit, he was gorgeous.
Oh yeah, another day
Oh yeah, what a waste
Pan woke up that day to the persistent knocking on her apartment door. After dragging herself out of bed, still in her cotton Hello Kitty© pajamas (sorry, I couldn't resist ^_~). She opened the door to find Marron smiling brightly, and Juunanagou looking bored as ever. "What the hell are you guys doing here? It's 5:00am." Pan asked exhaustedly. "We have to get you packed! We leave tomorrow you know." Marron replied. "How could I forget." The raven-haired girl muttered sarcastically. But she let the two in and let Marron help her pack her suitcase, while Juunana waited in the living room.
What it is, it never was
I don't care or give a fuck
Pan stared up at the giant metal monstrosity parked on the runway. "Bulma-san got us a private plane." Marron explained. "Goody." Pan muttered, still wondering how she had been dragged into this. "Let's go already." Juunana said impatiently. "Coming." Marron replied as they boarded the huge metal bird.
My boredom has outshined the sun
It's all down low
She sat in the heavily cushioned seat, pretending to watch the 'inflight' movie. It was some sappy romance that was beginning to give her a headache. After awhile, Pan gave up and drifted off to sleep.
When she awoke, it was dark outside the plane, and Marron had fallen asleep. She got up to stretch her legs and walked up to were Juunanagou was sitting. He was listening to a portable compact disk player, and didn't notice her presence. Curious as to what the cyborg's taste in music was, she peeked at the open Cd case. It was Sarah McLachlan. Needless to say, Pan burst out laughing. She laughed so hard in fact, that she fell down on the floor clutching at her sides. Juunanagou's eyes snapped open. He noticed Pan laughing on the floor, and suddenly became very embarrassed, although being a cyborg he didn't show it. When she finally calmed down he glared at her coldly. Kami, if looks could kill. Pan thought to herself. "If you ever tell anyone about this, I will personally tear you limb from limb." Juunanagou hissed. "Oh really? My daddy could turn you into scrap metal." Pan shot back. This began a glaring contest. Suddenly Pan had a brilliant idea, aw the power of blackmail. "I have a deal to propose." She said grinning evilly. This will be a shocker for the folks at home, especially Trunks! She thought to herself.
Pan stepped off the plane, where everyone was waiting on the ground. The thing that shocked everyone, was that Juunanagou's arm was snaked possessively around Pan's waist. Marron, (who had been told not to ask questions about their secret deal) followed, smiling radiantly. "Hello everyone." Pan said sweetly. "Uh…welcome home Pan-chan." Gohan replied confusedly, as he stared at where Juunanagou's arm rested. Trunks, actually looked stunned.
I just want to have some
Little fun…
So, should I continue the story? Comments, criticism, or just wanna talk? You can mail me at nico@gunsmithcats.org or granite_angel@secondimpact.com