A/N: Hey! It's mrchezzysnickers! And I'm BACK! Hehehe... with a new and
improved DBZ-T/P fic!!! ^^ First of all, thanks to dragon agility's "My
Love For You Is Insatiable" for inspiring me! Ok... all of this takes place
on Vegeta-sei, all of the cast are saiyans... and the "flashback" type
things are in another life... well it's confusing... but as you read on it
gets clearer... so... there are two different times being told here... and
it will be explained later about how it came to be... Also, I don't know
that much about Vegeta-sei... how many moons, ect... so I'm just making up
as I go... ^^
Disclaimer: Not mine! ^^
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Memories
Chapter 1: Trunks and Pan
Stars twinkled overhead as a lavender-headed man and a raven-haired woman cuddled while laying on the roof, staring up at the midnight sky. Three moons shined brightly, reflecting their pale light onto the palace of Vegeta-sei. The palace, where a solemn king, Vegeta, ruled side by side with his queen, Bulma, and where the heirs; Trunks, at the age of twenty, and Bra, at the age of eighteen, were still growing rapidly and seeking for love.
The eighteen-year-old black-maned lady rested the purple-haired's arms, leaning against his chest, feeling the rhythm of his inhaling and exhaling.
Trunks, the violet-locked one, took a deep break. The enchanting smell of Pan, the dark-hared one, entering his nostrils.
A cool night breeze hit as pan cuddled closer, and Trunks held the two closer.
---Flashback---
"Trunks?" Pan exhaled softly, calling her best friend's name. They were lying on their backs, side by side, enjoying the view of the night sky.
"Yeah?" He replied, never taking his eyes off of the stars.
"Do you ever think of the future?" 16-year-od Pan asked the 30-year-old beside her. Although she and Trunks were fourteen years apart, they were still the closest of close and the best of friends. She shifted so that her body balanced on her left side, her hand holding her head up.
Trunks redirected his cerulean orbs to the female on his right, turning his head slightly. "What do you mean?" He looked her directly in the eye, but not without noticing her facial features.
She was pretty, he thought, big beautiful eyes, a small, soft nose, and perfectly shaped petite pink puffy lips. The moonlight cascaded her face, giving her skin an extremely soft and glowing affect.
"Like where we'll be in two years," Pan commented, returning her gaze to the sky as she got up and sat on her bottom with her arms tucking her knees to her chest. He loved everything about her, from her personality to her looks. He even thought that he might be falling in love with her once or twice.
"Hmm..." He also sat up, in the same position of Pan. "I haven't really given much thought to it that much," He looked at one of the hypnotizing moons.
"Do you think things between us will change?" Pan asked with a hint of worry n her voice.
"No, of course not," He said reassuringly. "We'll be as close as ever,"
"Promise me," Pan stated.
"What?" Trunks asked slightly confused by her words.
"Promise me. Right here, right now. Promise me that you'll be there for me, and we'll still be as close as ever," Pan requested.
Trunks was slightly taken aback. Why is it that suddenly she said this? Did she know something he didn't? "Vise versa?" He finally chose his words.
"Vise versa." Pan confirmed.
"I promise," Trunks told her.
"I promise too," She said back to him.
"Pinky swear?" Trunks turned and held out his Pinky.
Pan let out a small laugh. "Pinky swear," She hooked her pinky to his as they smiled warmly at each other.
Yet inside, she hoped that this promise would never break. She felt something come. She didn't know what, but it was definitely something.
---Flash Forward---
Pan's chest heaved as she yawned.
"Tired?" The 20-year-old Prince of Vegeta-sei asked the woman in his arms.
She nodded.
"Let's go in," He urged while standing up, and helping her to her feet.
He looked to the sky once more as he stretched, relaxing his muscles.
Pan stood in admiration, noticing his fine features. He was gentle, smart, sensitive, gorgeous, sexily built, caring, and good-looking all in one. There were simply too many ways to describe him. How lucky she was to have a saiyan like him to be at her side.
Trunks looked back and held out his hand for Pan to accept his invitation. Without hesitation, she locked hands with him, and the two levitated off the roof and onto the balcony of Trunks' quarters.
"Same time tomorrow?" He asked her.
She nodded in response, "Definitely" came her reply as she headed to her chamber.
Left behind, Trunks sighed; he cared for her so much. He hated for his 'love' to go. How long had they been hiding their relationship from the others? Long enough? Who knows? But he was sure that his parents would have noticed by now. All the looks and time together... it was probably obvious to the King and Queen.
He then felt her ki stop, and head back to him. She popped her head in while opening the heavy door. Trunks furrowed a brow in wonder.
"Forgot two things..." She entered, closing the door behind her petite figure.
" Oh really," He commented with inquiry cropped in his voice. He went over to his large bed and plopped back, tucking his muscular arms behind his head. "Do tell," He motioned for her to continue.
Pan paced over towards Trunks, swaying her hips seductively. She slowly crawled onto the bed, then onto him, finally, straddling his waist. "I won't be here tomorrow," She traced his chest with her fingers.
"What?" Trunks asked, slightly surprised.
"I promised my mother that I'd go see her," She told him, continuing to play with his chest.
"Okay," He signed in frustration, "What's number two?" He groaned inwardly, this maiden playing with his chest was making him a little aroused. Just a TAD, though.
"Well," Pan paused, feeling Trunks getting provoked. She took off his golden plated armor and unzipped his spandex, sliding it off his buff shoulders. She ran her palms over his welly-chiseled chest, sending shivers down his spine. He grunted with aggravation, that bulge was starting to grow bigger and bigger. "This," She said before leaning in to kiss him.
The battle of their tongues lasted, both moaning into each other's mouths. Finally, the duo had to stop and breathe. They parted, both of them breathing hard.
"Night," She said before heading out the door, again. Trunks grunted, she had left him with a huge boner- and it wasn't the first time.
She entered the room next to Trunk's. Ever since she had been hired, she had stayed in the Prince's quarters.
He mind replayed the first time and how they had met as she got into the shower and let the hot water trickle down her body. It was a little more than six months back.
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"Pan, honey!" Her mother, Videl, called cheerfully.
"Yeah mom?" She came downstairs from her room to see what was going on.
It wasn't often that her mother was this happy. Ever since her grandfather, Goku, and her dad, Gohan, died in a war against an "unknown" enemy four years ago, Videl had been very gloomy. Though she tried to always be there for Pan and be a good mother, the broken bond was still something very hard to live through.
"Come see, honey!" She held in her hands a flyer. (Do they have flyers on Vegeta-sei? Oh well! If they didn't, they do now! ^^;;;)
Pan took the flyer from her mother's hands and read.
Apparently, the Queen and the Prince were looking for someone to help them around he lab at times. They'd stay in the palace and be able to visit their home frequently.
Pan cocked an eyebrow. And her mother was all jumpy about this... why?
"You should apply, Panny!" Her mother insisted.
Pan gave it some thought for a moment. Why did her mother want her to leave? Did she not love her anymore? No, that wasn't it. Things were probably getting a big rough for her. She probably needed a break from being a mother.
"Come on, Panny! What do you say?" Videl kept on insisting. "You're smart, pretty, brave, touch, what more could they ask for?!?!"
Pan smiled, "Sure mom, I'll do it,"
Mission accomplished.
Her forms and résumé was sent in, and approved. Now the next step was the interview. She was to speak to Queen Bulma and Prince Trunks.
The morning of the interview, Videl helped her daughter look nice and prepare.
Pan arrived at the palace and was led to go through the interview.
"Hi there!" Queen Bulma greeted while shaking Pan's hand. "Miss Son, is it?"
"Call me Pan," She smiled. "Nice to meet you, your majesty,"
"Oh please, just call me Bulma," She motioned toward the male beside her, "This is my son, Trunks,"
Pan shook hands with Trunks, "Pr-" She started.
"Trunks," He insisted.
"Trunks," She said awkwardly while smiling.
The two teens locked eyes. Something seemed to have passed through them. It was something about those ice blue eyes of his. They showed his personality, all of what he felt, it was indescribable.
Shortly after, she was hired.
The more she got to know Trunks, the more she grew to love him. And here she was now. She believed that she was the luckiest girl alive to have such a destiny.
* * *
Pan stepped out of the shower and quickly changed into her pajamas, crawling into the gargantuan bed.
Thinking of Trunks, she dozed off into the land of fantasies and dreams.
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A/N: So, what did you think? A start there... kind of explaining, a little... confusing? Luckily enough, it wasn't a cliffy... although I was VERY tempted to add one or something... but that's all I had written in my notebook and I decided that it would be ok like this... hehe anyway, YAY! WINTER BREAK! TWO WEEKS OF NO SCHOOL! So that means that I'll be doing some writing! (unless me and tam go to Oregon to visit lisa and friends or unless I'm sick through the whole break *like I am now*) Okay please REVIEW! And tell me what you think! Email or IM me anytime! ^^
mrchezzy@hotmail.com
Stay tuned! ^^
Disclaimer: Not mine! ^^
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Memories
Chapter 1: Trunks and Pan
Stars twinkled overhead as a lavender-headed man and a raven-haired woman cuddled while laying on the roof, staring up at the midnight sky. Three moons shined brightly, reflecting their pale light onto the palace of Vegeta-sei. The palace, where a solemn king, Vegeta, ruled side by side with his queen, Bulma, and where the heirs; Trunks, at the age of twenty, and Bra, at the age of eighteen, were still growing rapidly and seeking for love.
The eighteen-year-old black-maned lady rested the purple-haired's arms, leaning against his chest, feeling the rhythm of his inhaling and exhaling.
Trunks, the violet-locked one, took a deep break. The enchanting smell of Pan, the dark-hared one, entering his nostrils.
A cool night breeze hit as pan cuddled closer, and Trunks held the two closer.
---Flashback---
"Trunks?" Pan exhaled softly, calling her best friend's name. They were lying on their backs, side by side, enjoying the view of the night sky.
"Yeah?" He replied, never taking his eyes off of the stars.
"Do you ever think of the future?" 16-year-od Pan asked the 30-year-old beside her. Although she and Trunks were fourteen years apart, they were still the closest of close and the best of friends. She shifted so that her body balanced on her left side, her hand holding her head up.
Trunks redirected his cerulean orbs to the female on his right, turning his head slightly. "What do you mean?" He looked her directly in the eye, but not without noticing her facial features.
She was pretty, he thought, big beautiful eyes, a small, soft nose, and perfectly shaped petite pink puffy lips. The moonlight cascaded her face, giving her skin an extremely soft and glowing affect.
"Like where we'll be in two years," Pan commented, returning her gaze to the sky as she got up and sat on her bottom with her arms tucking her knees to her chest. He loved everything about her, from her personality to her looks. He even thought that he might be falling in love with her once or twice.
"Hmm..." He also sat up, in the same position of Pan. "I haven't really given much thought to it that much," He looked at one of the hypnotizing moons.
"Do you think things between us will change?" Pan asked with a hint of worry n her voice.
"No, of course not," He said reassuringly. "We'll be as close as ever,"
"Promise me," Pan stated.
"What?" Trunks asked slightly confused by her words.
"Promise me. Right here, right now. Promise me that you'll be there for me, and we'll still be as close as ever," Pan requested.
Trunks was slightly taken aback. Why is it that suddenly she said this? Did she know something he didn't? "Vise versa?" He finally chose his words.
"Vise versa." Pan confirmed.
"I promise," Trunks told her.
"I promise too," She said back to him.
"Pinky swear?" Trunks turned and held out his Pinky.
Pan let out a small laugh. "Pinky swear," She hooked her pinky to his as they smiled warmly at each other.
Yet inside, she hoped that this promise would never break. She felt something come. She didn't know what, but it was definitely something.
---Flash Forward---
Pan's chest heaved as she yawned.
"Tired?" The 20-year-old Prince of Vegeta-sei asked the woman in his arms.
She nodded.
"Let's go in," He urged while standing up, and helping her to her feet.
He looked to the sky once more as he stretched, relaxing his muscles.
Pan stood in admiration, noticing his fine features. He was gentle, smart, sensitive, gorgeous, sexily built, caring, and good-looking all in one. There were simply too many ways to describe him. How lucky she was to have a saiyan like him to be at her side.
Trunks looked back and held out his hand for Pan to accept his invitation. Without hesitation, she locked hands with him, and the two levitated off the roof and onto the balcony of Trunks' quarters.
"Same time tomorrow?" He asked her.
She nodded in response, "Definitely" came her reply as she headed to her chamber.
Left behind, Trunks sighed; he cared for her so much. He hated for his 'love' to go. How long had they been hiding their relationship from the others? Long enough? Who knows? But he was sure that his parents would have noticed by now. All the looks and time together... it was probably obvious to the King and Queen.
He then felt her ki stop, and head back to him. She popped her head in while opening the heavy door. Trunks furrowed a brow in wonder.
"Forgot two things..." She entered, closing the door behind her petite figure.
" Oh really," He commented with inquiry cropped in his voice. He went over to his large bed and plopped back, tucking his muscular arms behind his head. "Do tell," He motioned for her to continue.
Pan paced over towards Trunks, swaying her hips seductively. She slowly crawled onto the bed, then onto him, finally, straddling his waist. "I won't be here tomorrow," She traced his chest with her fingers.
"What?" Trunks asked, slightly surprised.
"I promised my mother that I'd go see her," She told him, continuing to play with his chest.
"Okay," He signed in frustration, "What's number two?" He groaned inwardly, this maiden playing with his chest was making him a little aroused. Just a TAD, though.
"Well," Pan paused, feeling Trunks getting provoked. She took off his golden plated armor and unzipped his spandex, sliding it off his buff shoulders. She ran her palms over his welly-chiseled chest, sending shivers down his spine. He grunted with aggravation, that bulge was starting to grow bigger and bigger. "This," She said before leaning in to kiss him.
The battle of their tongues lasted, both moaning into each other's mouths. Finally, the duo had to stop and breathe. They parted, both of them breathing hard.
"Night," She said before heading out the door, again. Trunks grunted, she had left him with a huge boner- and it wasn't the first time.
She entered the room next to Trunk's. Ever since she had been hired, she had stayed in the Prince's quarters.
He mind replayed the first time and how they had met as she got into the shower and let the hot water trickle down her body. It was a little more than six months back.
* * *
"Pan, honey!" Her mother, Videl, called cheerfully.
"Yeah mom?" She came downstairs from her room to see what was going on.
It wasn't often that her mother was this happy. Ever since her grandfather, Goku, and her dad, Gohan, died in a war against an "unknown" enemy four years ago, Videl had been very gloomy. Though she tried to always be there for Pan and be a good mother, the broken bond was still something very hard to live through.
"Come see, honey!" She held in her hands a flyer. (Do they have flyers on Vegeta-sei? Oh well! If they didn't, they do now! ^^;;;)
Pan took the flyer from her mother's hands and read.
Apparently, the Queen and the Prince were looking for someone to help them around he lab at times. They'd stay in the palace and be able to visit their home frequently.
Pan cocked an eyebrow. And her mother was all jumpy about this... why?
"You should apply, Panny!" Her mother insisted.
Pan gave it some thought for a moment. Why did her mother want her to leave? Did she not love her anymore? No, that wasn't it. Things were probably getting a big rough for her. She probably needed a break from being a mother.
"Come on, Panny! What do you say?" Videl kept on insisting. "You're smart, pretty, brave, touch, what more could they ask for?!?!"
Pan smiled, "Sure mom, I'll do it,"
Mission accomplished.
Her forms and résumé was sent in, and approved. Now the next step was the interview. She was to speak to Queen Bulma and Prince Trunks.
The morning of the interview, Videl helped her daughter look nice and prepare.
Pan arrived at the palace and was led to go through the interview.
"Hi there!" Queen Bulma greeted while shaking Pan's hand. "Miss Son, is it?"
"Call me Pan," She smiled. "Nice to meet you, your majesty,"
"Oh please, just call me Bulma," She motioned toward the male beside her, "This is my son, Trunks,"
Pan shook hands with Trunks, "Pr-" She started.
"Trunks," He insisted.
"Trunks," She said awkwardly while smiling.
The two teens locked eyes. Something seemed to have passed through them. It was something about those ice blue eyes of his. They showed his personality, all of what he felt, it was indescribable.
Shortly after, she was hired.
The more she got to know Trunks, the more she grew to love him. And here she was now. She believed that she was the luckiest girl alive to have such a destiny.
* * *
Pan stepped out of the shower and quickly changed into her pajamas, crawling into the gargantuan bed.
Thinking of Trunks, she dozed off into the land of fantasies and dreams.
~ ~ ~
A/N: So, what did you think? A start there... kind of explaining, a little... confusing? Luckily enough, it wasn't a cliffy... although I was VERY tempted to add one or something... but that's all I had written in my notebook and I decided that it would be ok like this... hehe anyway, YAY! WINTER BREAK! TWO WEEKS OF NO SCHOOL! So that means that I'll be doing some writing! (unless me and tam go to Oregon to visit lisa and friends or unless I'm sick through the whole break *like I am now*) Okay please REVIEW! And tell me what you think! Email or IM me anytime! ^^
mrchezzy@hotmail.com
Stay tuned! ^^