Odd Dreams
Leegen
space_cutlass@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: As sad as it is to say, I do not own Dragonball Z T_T. So please don't sue me! If you do you'll get…. *checks pocket*…. A piece of lint!
The boy ran past me. He mumbled something on the lines of 'betcha' can't catch me..'. I chased after him and I easily caught up and tackled him. He looked at me in amazement. "Caught yah."
His eyes grew big. I eased up and let him sit up, so now I was sitting on his lap. I blushed and backed up. He smiled. "How'd you do that? I'm the fastest runner, ever!"
"I dunno'."
I watched his expression.
"My name's Trunks," he said.
"My name's Pan."
Trunks leaned back on his hands. Something went 'boom' in the background.
"What was that?" he asked turning around.
"I dunno'."
He stood up and ran off toward a large building. I got up and….
I woke up. "Get up, kid," my uncle said. I looked at him. "Whhhhhaaat?" I groaned.
"Get up," he said. I lifted my head from the pillow and he pulled the blanket off me. "C'mon," he said, pulling me out of the bed, "You're Dad's downstairs."
"Really?!"
"Would I lie?"
"Yes."
"Yeah, you're right. But I'm not lying this time."
"Okay," I said rolling out the bed. I landed on my knees, pulled on a pair of pants, and ran downstairs. I stopped at the end of the stairs. Dad really was there, sitting on the couch, talking with Grandma. I jumped of the last step and leaned over the back of the couch. "Hey, Daddy!"
He turned around and looked at me. "Hey, Panny, you're finally awake!"
"Goten woke me up. And…… I was about past that part in my dream…" my voice trailed off. "The one about the boy?" he asked.
"Yup."
"Are you ready to go?"
"G-go where?"
"To a friend of mine's house. She invited me over."
I nodded. Why would Dad want to go anywhere at this time?
"She has a son about your age and I thought you could use someone to spar with instead of kicking Goten's butt all the time," he said, as if reading my mind. I nodded again. Dad stood up and headed for the door. "Goten? You wanna' come?"
"Where to?" he asked.
"Capsule Corp."
"Nah. I can't—" He looked across the room at Grandma, "Nevermind."
Dad and I stopped in front of a giant dome shaped building. It's the same place in my dream! I looked around as Dad knocked on the door. A tall boy who looked around my age opened the door. That must be the guy Dad was talking about.
"Hi, Gohan!" he said opening the door wider.
"Hey," Dad said.
The boy looked at me. "That's him—"
"Her," I said calmly. My hair was cut short so a lot of people think I'm a he. I hate it when that happens.
"That's HER?"
"Yup."
"You want me to spar with a girl. What happens if I hur—"
"You won't hurt me. If I can take on Goten and win, I can easily take you."
His mouth dropped open.
"Close your mouth, you might catch flies," Dad said.
"She…she b-beat Goten?!"
"Yup. Several times, too."
I looked at Dad. He had the biggest smile on his face. I couldn't help but giggle.
"What?" the boy asked.
They both looked at me.
"N-nothing."
I smiled at the boy. He was sweating and he looked nervous. "I'll go easy on you if you wish," I said, it was fun picking on him because it was easy.
"That's quite all right," he said. His face growing angry. He drew into a fighting position while I stretched. "Will you hurry up?"
"I've been ready. I'm waiting for you to get into a proper fighting stance."
"Quit trying to buy time," he hissed.
"Fine," I said back.
I drew into one of the many stance Dad had taught me.
He attacked first, throwing a punch for my gut. I jumped up and he hit the wall. He turned around. I was hovering above him. He looked up.
He jumped up into the air and we were face to face. "You know what?"
"What?"
"You're cute."
I landed on the ground. He did the same. His face was a dark scarlet and he had the goofiest look. I giggled. "What's your problem? Hasn't a girl ever told you, you were cute?"
"My mom," he mumbled.
"Poor baby," I laughed drawing back into position. He followed my example.
We walked out of the room. Dad was leaning against the wall asleep. "He's a horse," I muttered to the boy. He laughed and we kept walking. "My name's Pan," I said, "I never caught yours."
"Trunks."
My face went white. "Wha-what?"
"Trunks," he said again.
"OmiGod."
"What?"
"Y-you're the boy from my dream………"
"What?"
I leaned against the wall. He leaned against the other.
"I started having this dream when Dad left a while ago…."
He looked at me. "Yeah? What's it about?"
"It's more like a flashback…… when I was seven…. It was you! It has to be."
"What are you talking about?"
Dad walked down the hall. "Hey, kids I didn't see you come out."
"Yeah, you were asleep."
He yawned and smiled.
"You ready to go home Panny? Mom'll probably be worried."
"Okay. Bye Trunks."
Thank you Dad.
YAHOOOO! CHAPTER ONE IS DONE!!!! I have finished!!! YAHOOOOO!
Hey, pleeeeeeasse review! Please!!! Thank you much!
-Leegen-
Leegen
space_cutlass@hotmail.com
Disclaimer: As sad as it is to say, I do not own Dragonball Z T_T. So please don't sue me! If you do you'll get…. *checks pocket*…. A piece of lint!
The boy ran past me. He mumbled something on the lines of 'betcha' can't catch me..'. I chased after him and I easily caught up and tackled him. He looked at me in amazement. "Caught yah."
His eyes grew big. I eased up and let him sit up, so now I was sitting on his lap. I blushed and backed up. He smiled. "How'd you do that? I'm the fastest runner, ever!"
"I dunno'."
I watched his expression.
"My name's Trunks," he said.
"My name's Pan."
Trunks leaned back on his hands. Something went 'boom' in the background.
"What was that?" he asked turning around.
"I dunno'."
He stood up and ran off toward a large building. I got up and….
I woke up. "Get up, kid," my uncle said. I looked at him. "Whhhhhaaat?" I groaned.
"Get up," he said. I lifted my head from the pillow and he pulled the blanket off me. "C'mon," he said, pulling me out of the bed, "You're Dad's downstairs."
"Really?!"
"Would I lie?"
"Yes."
"Yeah, you're right. But I'm not lying this time."
"Okay," I said rolling out the bed. I landed on my knees, pulled on a pair of pants, and ran downstairs. I stopped at the end of the stairs. Dad really was there, sitting on the couch, talking with Grandma. I jumped of the last step and leaned over the back of the couch. "Hey, Daddy!"
He turned around and looked at me. "Hey, Panny, you're finally awake!"
"Goten woke me up. And…… I was about past that part in my dream…" my voice trailed off. "The one about the boy?" he asked.
"Yup."
"Are you ready to go?"
"G-go where?"
"To a friend of mine's house. She invited me over."
I nodded. Why would Dad want to go anywhere at this time?
"She has a son about your age and I thought you could use someone to spar with instead of kicking Goten's butt all the time," he said, as if reading my mind. I nodded again. Dad stood up and headed for the door. "Goten? You wanna' come?"
"Where to?" he asked.
"Capsule Corp."
"Nah. I can't—" He looked across the room at Grandma, "Nevermind."
Dad and I stopped in front of a giant dome shaped building. It's the same place in my dream! I looked around as Dad knocked on the door. A tall boy who looked around my age opened the door. That must be the guy Dad was talking about.
"Hi, Gohan!" he said opening the door wider.
"Hey," Dad said.
The boy looked at me. "That's him—"
"Her," I said calmly. My hair was cut short so a lot of people think I'm a he. I hate it when that happens.
"That's HER?"
"Yup."
"You want me to spar with a girl. What happens if I hur—"
"You won't hurt me. If I can take on Goten and win, I can easily take you."
His mouth dropped open.
"Close your mouth, you might catch flies," Dad said.
"She…she b-beat Goten?!"
"Yup. Several times, too."
I looked at Dad. He had the biggest smile on his face. I couldn't help but giggle.
"What?" the boy asked.
They both looked at me.
"N-nothing."
I smiled at the boy. He was sweating and he looked nervous. "I'll go easy on you if you wish," I said, it was fun picking on him because it was easy.
"That's quite all right," he said. His face growing angry. He drew into a fighting position while I stretched. "Will you hurry up?"
"I've been ready. I'm waiting for you to get into a proper fighting stance."
"Quit trying to buy time," he hissed.
"Fine," I said back.
I drew into one of the many stance Dad had taught me.
He attacked first, throwing a punch for my gut. I jumped up and he hit the wall. He turned around. I was hovering above him. He looked up.
He jumped up into the air and we were face to face. "You know what?"
"What?"
"You're cute."
I landed on the ground. He did the same. His face was a dark scarlet and he had the goofiest look. I giggled. "What's your problem? Hasn't a girl ever told you, you were cute?"
"My mom," he mumbled.
"Poor baby," I laughed drawing back into position. He followed my example.
We walked out of the room. Dad was leaning against the wall asleep. "He's a horse," I muttered to the boy. He laughed and we kept walking. "My name's Pan," I said, "I never caught yours."
"Trunks."
My face went white. "Wha-what?"
"Trunks," he said again.
"OmiGod."
"What?"
"Y-you're the boy from my dream………"
"What?"
I leaned against the wall. He leaned against the other.
"I started having this dream when Dad left a while ago…."
He looked at me. "Yeah? What's it about?"
"It's more like a flashback…… when I was seven…. It was you! It has to be."
"What are you talking about?"
Dad walked down the hall. "Hey, kids I didn't see you come out."
"Yeah, you were asleep."
He yawned and smiled.
"You ready to go home Panny? Mom'll probably be worried."
"Okay. Bye Trunks."
Thank you Dad.
YAHOOOO! CHAPTER ONE IS DONE!!!! I have finished!!! YAHOOOOO!
Hey, pleeeeeeasse review! Please!!! Thank you much!
-Leegen-