"Crushed"
By: Toni
Dragonball and related indica are (c) Akira Toriyama and TOEI.
I own Icalla, and that's about it.
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A/N: For those who don't know, Paris is also known on the net as Paresu (the Japanese enunciation), and in the dub, her name is Valese.
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"UNCLE GOTEN!!!" Pan shouted while banging on the door of her uncle's house furiosuly. "It's me, Pan! OPEN UP!"
The door opened finally, reveiling her Aunt Paris. "My goodness Pan!" she cried, "Are you allright? You sound like you're dying out here! You're lucky your grandmother's out, otherwise she'd knock you out for being so loud!"
"Is Uncle Goten here?" Pan breathed heavily, ignoring her aunt's comments.
"Of course. Come in," Paris stepped to the side, letting her neice enter. Goten entered the room just as Pan came in.
"Pan!" he gleamed, "I haven't seen you for awhile! How's my favorite niece?"
"She could be better," Pan moaned, "Uncle Goten... can we talk?"
Goten sat on the couch, "Sure, honey," he responded. "What about?"
Paris left for the kitchen. "I'll make you us some tea, since we have company now."
Pan waited until her aunt was gone. "Uncle Goten... when was the last time you heard from Trunks?"
Goten thought back, "Erm... I'd say... a week ago? Yeah, he gave me an e-mail." He smiled, "Why? Haven't gotten a letter from him in awhile? I told you, he runs Capsule Corp. now so he can't keep up with keeping in touch."
"Actually, I got a letter from him today."
"Oh! Well, then what's the problem?"
Pan bit her lip. "Has he... mentioned courting a lady?"
Once again, Goten had to think back. "Hm.... actually, he mentioned something about dating this cute chick!"
Goten might as well stabbed a knife right through Pan's heart.
"Her name's... um, Icalla I think. Yeah, that's right! Icalla! He's been seeing her for the past couple of months. He says she's really nice."
'I'm really nice...' Pan thought gloomly.
"Why did you want to know?"
Pan turned her head. "Um... just wondering..."
Goten stared at his niece for a moment, and finally put two and two together. "Pan... do you have a crush on Trunks?"
At that, Pan jerked her head back up, blushing. "WHAT?! No! Why do you ask??"
"OOPS!" Paris quickly caught herself after nearly dropping the tea set she was carrying out, startled by Pan's sudden outburst.
Pan sighed, "I'm sorry, Aunt Paris. I must be a pain in the butt to you today..."
Paris set the tea on the coffee table. "Oh no, of course not. Don't think such things. You just suprised me, that's all." She knelt in front of the table and began pouring the tea.
Goten scooted over and motioned Pan to sit next to him, which she did. "Pan," he said, "Try to take this easy. I know how you feel. I mean, I got ditched by several other girls way back!"
Paris cocked an eyebrow. Goten sneered, "Yeah, like you didn't get ditched by guys in your lifetime!" At that, Paris blushed and continued pouring tea.
"Yeah, but it's different when the guy 'ditching' you is the one you love," said Pan.
Goten shook his head. "Hon, I know it feels like the love of your life is leaving you, but trust me... You'll find someone."
"How do I know Trunks isn't the one??" Pan snapped.
"Well, for one, he's got fifteen years on you..."
"Age shouldn't matter!" cried Pan.
"Well, you're right, in some cases it doesn't... but it does in this case! He's thirty, you're fifteen... This is probably a syndrome called 'Puppy Love'."
Pan jumped to her feet, pissed. "Damn it, Uncle Goten!" she shouted, "Of all people, I thought YOU'D understand! But you're like all the others! You treat me like a child!!!"
Goten's eyes widened at Pan's outburst, but then scowled, "Well, maybe if you'd stop acting like one..."
Pan sneered. "Damn it... It's not fair! I love Trunks! I wanna be his girlfriend! It's just not fair!! I'm not a kid! IT'S NOT FAIR!!!" Pan took off, tearing out of the house, slamming the door shut behind her.
Paris and Goten watched in disbelief. "Poor girl," Paris murmured.
Goten sighed and shook his head. "I know... but she's going to have to learn to deal with it."
By: Toni
Dragonball and related indica are (c) Akira Toriyama and TOEI.
I own Icalla, and that's about it.
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A/N: For those who don't know, Paris is also known on the net as Paresu (the Japanese enunciation), and in the dub, her name is Valese.
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"UNCLE GOTEN!!!" Pan shouted while banging on the door of her uncle's house furiosuly. "It's me, Pan! OPEN UP!"
The door opened finally, reveiling her Aunt Paris. "My goodness Pan!" she cried, "Are you allright? You sound like you're dying out here! You're lucky your grandmother's out, otherwise she'd knock you out for being so loud!"
"Is Uncle Goten here?" Pan breathed heavily, ignoring her aunt's comments.
"Of course. Come in," Paris stepped to the side, letting her neice enter. Goten entered the room just as Pan came in.
"Pan!" he gleamed, "I haven't seen you for awhile! How's my favorite niece?"
"She could be better," Pan moaned, "Uncle Goten... can we talk?"
Goten sat on the couch, "Sure, honey," he responded. "What about?"
Paris left for the kitchen. "I'll make you us some tea, since we have company now."
Pan waited until her aunt was gone. "Uncle Goten... when was the last time you heard from Trunks?"
Goten thought back, "Erm... I'd say... a week ago? Yeah, he gave me an e-mail." He smiled, "Why? Haven't gotten a letter from him in awhile? I told you, he runs Capsule Corp. now so he can't keep up with keeping in touch."
"Actually, I got a letter from him today."
"Oh! Well, then what's the problem?"
Pan bit her lip. "Has he... mentioned courting a lady?"
Once again, Goten had to think back. "Hm.... actually, he mentioned something about dating this cute chick!"
Goten might as well stabbed a knife right through Pan's heart.
"Her name's... um, Icalla I think. Yeah, that's right! Icalla! He's been seeing her for the past couple of months. He says she's really nice."
'I'm really nice...' Pan thought gloomly.
"Why did you want to know?"
Pan turned her head. "Um... just wondering..."
Goten stared at his niece for a moment, and finally put two and two together. "Pan... do you have a crush on Trunks?"
At that, Pan jerked her head back up, blushing. "WHAT?! No! Why do you ask??"
"OOPS!" Paris quickly caught herself after nearly dropping the tea set she was carrying out, startled by Pan's sudden outburst.
Pan sighed, "I'm sorry, Aunt Paris. I must be a pain in the butt to you today..."
Paris set the tea on the coffee table. "Oh no, of course not. Don't think such things. You just suprised me, that's all." She knelt in front of the table and began pouring the tea.
Goten scooted over and motioned Pan to sit next to him, which she did. "Pan," he said, "Try to take this easy. I know how you feel. I mean, I got ditched by several other girls way back!"
Paris cocked an eyebrow. Goten sneered, "Yeah, like you didn't get ditched by guys in your lifetime!" At that, Paris blushed and continued pouring tea.
"Yeah, but it's different when the guy 'ditching' you is the one you love," said Pan.
Goten shook his head. "Hon, I know it feels like the love of your life is leaving you, but trust me... You'll find someone."
"How do I know Trunks isn't the one??" Pan snapped.
"Well, for one, he's got fifteen years on you..."
"Age shouldn't matter!" cried Pan.
"Well, you're right, in some cases it doesn't... but it does in this case! He's thirty, you're fifteen... This is probably a syndrome called 'Puppy Love'."
Pan jumped to her feet, pissed. "Damn it, Uncle Goten!" she shouted, "Of all people, I thought YOU'D understand! But you're like all the others! You treat me like a child!!!"
Goten's eyes widened at Pan's outburst, but then scowled, "Well, maybe if you'd stop acting like one..."
Pan sneered. "Damn it... It's not fair! I love Trunks! I wanna be his girlfriend! It's just not fair!! I'm not a kid! IT'S NOT FAIR!!!" Pan took off, tearing out of the house, slamming the door shut behind her.
Paris and Goten watched in disbelief. "Poor girl," Paris murmured.
Goten sighed and shook his head. "I know... but she's going to have to learn to deal with it."
