AN: Sorry for being super MIA! Thank you, everyone for the feedback, it's much appreciated!3 This chapter isn't necessarily suggestive, but enjoy! x
C is for Confession
"..Ugh, this won't work either," She huffed as she crumbled up a piece of paper before tossing it in the trash. It was an embarrassment that a girl who just got accepted into an elite, all-girls high school academy couldn't write a simple confession letter.
"Okay, let's just get this done with, Pan!" She encouraged herself. The girl then grabbed a fresh, crisp sheet of stationery paper and began to print with her thin pen. After finally dotting her last i and crossing her last t, she neatly folded the paper into an envelope.
"Paaaan, can you come down here and help me set the table?" She heard her mother call for her.
"I'll be right there!" Pan hollered back, rising from her desk and grabbing the letter.
"You got this," The girl nodded before licking the envelope shut, and heading down the stairs to go help her mother.
"Bulma, Trunks, Bra! So nice to see you all!" The black-haired girl grinned as she arrived into the living room.
"Pan, you should keep your guests company instead; i'll take care of the table" Videl instructed her daughter.
"Of course," Pan agreed as she took the coats of her guests.
"Hey, Pan, let me help you with that," Trunks said as he tried to grab some coats from her arms.
"Oh, uhm, I'm alright, Trunks, but thanks," The girl insisted as she headed to the coat room.
"Hey Pan, I'm glad I got you alone, there's something I've been meaning to tell you," The lavender haired man explained.
"O-of course; I actually needed to tell you something too," The girl nodded, tightly clutching the envelope in her hand that was hidden behind heavy coats.
"I got a girlfriend, Pan…and she's really great; I can't wait 'till you get to meet her," He grinned as he hung one parka.
"Oh, I'm glad to hear Trunks, that's great!" The girl forced a chuckled and stretched her mouth into a smile. A heavy feeling set in her gut.
"Thanks, Pan," He said admiringly as he embraced her into a hug.
"Of course, Trunks, I'm so happy for you," She replied.
"So what was that you wanted to tell me, Pan?" He asked as he turned the knob to exit the room.
"Ah, sorry, I forgot what I was going to say. It probably wasn't that important then," she lied.
"Oh, alright, just tell me whenever you remember what it was," He grinned.
"You coming, Pan?" Trunks asked as he stepped one foot out of the coat room.
"Yeah, I'll just be a moment, Trunks, I gotta organize all these coats and shoes," She nodded.
The black-haired girl waited until he was out of sight, before heading out the door and up towards her room, where she then opened her desk drawer and placed the envelope inside.
"Maybe in your dreams, Pan," She said to herself.
Little did she know, that 2 years later, on a slightly chilly March night, her dream had become a reality.
"So, tell me how your day was at the office," Pan asked her lavender-haired friend as they walked side-by-side along the freshly paved downtown sidewalk.
"Ah, nothing special; closed a few deals, so it's been a good day, I guess. What about you, Pan-chan?"
"Same old, same old. How exciting does the day of a kid in high school sound?" She laughed off sarcastically.
"Oh, no drama? Crushes? Come on, Pan-chan high school isn't that boring, now, is it?" He teased.
"Oh! Well, actually, a guy from our brother school did ask me out to a movie today,"
"...Oh. Well, what did you say?" He asked, stopping in his tracks; he lifted his brows in curiosity and with slight hope that she said no.
"I said no. I couldn't blow off my sushi date with my best friend; that's why I'm here!" She grinned.
"That's a relief," He huffed out without thinking.
"What?"
"I, uh, I said, 'that's a relief'...?" He now began to stumble on his words.
"You know, he was actually a pretty sweet guy, Trunks. You're lucky I didn't ditch you," the girl now explained with a hint of anger in her voice.
"I'm just glad you chose to hang out with me, that's all," He justified.
"You know, Trunks, that's kind of selfish. As a friend you'd want to encourage me to go out and meet other guys," She shook her head.
"Well, I don't want you going on dates with other guys," the words slipped from his mouth.
"Ah, I, I mean‒" He stuttered.
"What? You're not my boyfriend, or anything, so what's it to you!" The small girl said, now frustrated; she continued walking.
"You're right," He replied as he caught up with her, before stopping in front of a flower shop.
"Wait here," Trunks spoke, before running into the shop.
"Trunks, what are you…" the girl's eyes widened as he stepped out of the shop with a bright bouquet of red roses.
"Pan, I'm going to be completely honest with you; I don't want you going on dates with other guys." the man explained, his arm holding the flowers outstretched towards Pan.
"What's going on, Trunks?" Her heart began racing.
"Pan, I have feelings for you," He admitted.
"…you, you're…?" The girl was at a complete loss. She was praying to the Kais that this wasn't some sick joke. While trying to maintain her calm exterior, she couldn't deny the feeling of her insides jumping and fumbling around.
"Pan, say something," He looked at her with a look of concern.
"You like me in that way?" She could have sworn Trunks could hear the loud thumping of her chest. What if he said no? What if this was just some mini fantasy she was currently playing through her head? She blinked hard, confirming that this all was, in fact, real.
"Yes. Pan, please say you do too, or I'll be out here until tomorrow," His hands were nervously shaking.
"Yeah," She managed to utter.
"Pan, say that again?"
"Yes, I do too," Yes, yes. A hundred thousand times yes, she wanted to scream.
"Thank Dende," He exhaled, relieved, before the widest grin appeared on his face. She too smiled from ear to ear, but it wasn't long before she burst into tears‒tears representing her longing for him all this time. He embraced her tightly in the downtown streets for everyone to see. No longer did they need to hide what they felt from the world, but more importantly, from one another.
