Could This Be True: Chapter 1 - Training
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The sun from the sky beat down on the face of a young dark haired Saiyan girl. Groaning, she thought to herself, I could have sworn I drew the curtains before bed last night. The young quarter Sayian rose from her bed, her black hair a mess, and placed her feet on the floor of her room. Her body was only clothed by her bra and panties so she searched her dresser and pulled on an oversized shirt and a pair of gray sweatpants.
Hearing dishes clatter downstairs she brushed her hair and walked out of her room. She knew she had missed breakfast, but hopefully her mother and father would understand. Pan was just so exhausted, Bulla and herself had been training alot in the past month which was mainly Trunks and Gotens faults' for pushing them so far. But of course Pan never gave up on anything and Bulla being the daughter of Vegeta, well quit just wasn't in her vocabulary.
Pan stepped into the kitchen and saw her mother clearing away dishes. Her hands moved fast and the empty dishes were replaced by a plate of food for Pan. Videl smiled at her daughter, "Sorry honey, you missed breakfast. You were just so tired and we didn't want to wake you."
Smiling, Pan hugged her mother and sat down to eat. It seemed like she hadn't ate in days. But her sleep made up for the meals missed, when she wasn't eating or training she was sleeping in the utmost random places. Within minutes her plate was cleared and she dabbed at her mouth with a napkin.
Her father put his hand on her shoulder, which startled Pan and pieces of food that hadn't made it down yet went flying from her mouth. Gohan chuckled, "All that food disappeared so fast and so savagely but yet you still use a napkin.."
Pan swallowed and took a drink of milk, "Of course, I was taught manners you know."
Gohan and Videl laughed together in unison.
But it was Gohan who had cut the laughter short. He was concerned for his daughter's health. "Pan, you've been training an awful lot. Why don't you stay home today, and if not stay home just take a break from the training."
Videl chimed in, "Earlier Bulma called to let us know that Bulla was cancling on the training. Vegeta won't let her even leave the house because she's been so exhausted."
Pan looked at her mother, "Well if Bulla had to cancel then why are you asking me to stay home?"
It was Gohan who answered, "Your answer is sitting in our living room."
Of course at that Pan was curious, she could only think of her grandfather Goku or her uncle Goten. But of course she was wrong. There on her family's sofa curled up in a ball asleep was the lavender haired Sayain, Trunks. Pan was grateful that he was asleep because she wasn't dressed to be seen by anyone other than her mother and father. Of course it wouldn't have mattered if it were anyone else, but Pan had secretly been crushing on Trunks since the time they wen't searching for the black star dragonballs with Goku.
Pan fled to her room and dug through her clothes. She found something that would allow her to look cute and train in. Pulling off the clothes she had slipped on this morning she replaced them with a white tank top and a pair of black shorts that hung to her knees. Her feet drug her to her shoes and she stuffed her feet in. As she walked out the door she pulled her hair into a ponytail.
Making a quick stop in the kitchen she grabbed some ice cubes from the freezer and walked into the living room. Her eyes stopped on Trunks, watching him sleep. It was something about the way he was so peaceful looking even when he was exhausted that made Pan admire him that much more. But she quickly cleared away the thoughts and sighed, she knew she'd be nothing more than a friend to him because that was all he wanted.
Pan smiled like nothing was wrong and approached Trunks. Her free hand lightly pulled up his shirt and the hand with ice cubes dumped the ice down the back of his shirt. With a giggle she jumped back as Trunks screamed and stood on his feet. He shook the back of his shirt and looked around wildly and then laughed softly when he noticed Pan.
"Oh, hey Pan." He rubbed the back of his neck with one hand and waved at her with the other. The sleep was thick on his words and you could see in his eyes that he was exhausted, "Ready to train?"
Pan smiled, "Nope."
Trunks stood patiently, waiting for an explanation.
"No because you look like your about to fall over," she laughed, "and I wouldn't want to hurt you."
He scoffed and looked at the tiny 17 year old girl, "You, hurt me? You must be kidding."
Pan smiled and rolled her eyes, "Well lets find out Mr. Indesructable." With that said she walked out her door and took off running for the nearest field. Her speed wasn't going fast enough for her so she jumped up and flew the rest of the way.
Of course Trunks still stood clueless in the middle of the living room until Gohan appeared from upstairs, "Trunks, I'm surprised to still see you here."
"Heh, yeah. Pan just took off without me."
Gohan nodded, "Yeah, she's been talking alot about a chance to train with you. Something about Bulla being too weak and Goten being too much of a crybaby," Gohan laughed and waved to him, "Take care of her, Trunks and have her back before dinner."
Trunks nodded and went out the door. He flew up and looked around for Pan, 'Knowing her she's went to some field,' he thought. So that was that, he began searching for a field that now was Pan and his' training place for the day.
"Oh wow! Woo hoo!" Pan spun around in circles, "I get to train with him today!" She giggled like a schoolgirl and continued dancing around.
Trunks landed silently across from her. He became puzzled when he noticed her spinning around, "Pan.." he started.
"Oh hi there.." she laughed and waved to him. Her knees became a bowl of jello when he began walking toward her.
"Are you okay?"
Pan didn't know what he was talking about, of course she was! She was having the best day ever! Today would be remembered for the rest of her life! But of course Trunks didn't know that, so she just nodded. But she felt dizzy.
"Pan, you don't look so good. You should sit down." Trunks walked toward her and held her arm as he helped her sit down.
Her heart fluttered at his touch, but she calmed herself and sat down. Her blood rushed to her head and her eyes felt heavyish. After looking around, Trunks face was the last thing she saw before total blackness.