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So we are well underway now! Chapter 7 is here and I know I said there wouldn't be any updates this week, but as you all have seen I lied… lol…. I have been sick since Tuesday so there has been no work for this girl and I missed class on Tuesday also. So here is another chapter because I have cabin fever… Thanks to all the reviewers… you all know who you are by now ; ) You guys have also been the reason I want to keep writing!!!
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Chapter 7:
Pan's bed began to bounce; her eyes flew open to find a very excited five year old on her bed. She looked to the clock on her nightstand and mentally cursed herself for staying up so late.
"Chase go back to bed, it's too early to get up," she said grabbing the boy and pulling him down next to her, "You can sleep here for a few more hours its only five."
But he wasn't having it, he jumped back up and started jumping up and down, "No Mom, Santa came, I saw all the presents under the tree," he yelled continuing his jumps.
Pan groaned as she realized it was hopeless, "Ok go out in the living room and wait for me," she instructed; and he was gone. She rolled back over and laid still for a few more minutes until she drifted back off into the darkness.
She didn't get to sleep long because the young Saiyan was back, this time pulling at her arm. "Mom, come on get up," he whined. This time she did as he instructed and pulled herself out from under her warm covers and out of the bed; she glanced at the clock and it read 5:45, she was shocked he let her sleep for another forty-five minutes.
She followed him in the living room and watched as he ran over to the tree; eyeing all of the presents that were laid out under it. "Alright let me get the camera and start the coffee and then you can go to town," she smiled heading into the kitchen. All of a sudden her phone began to ring from her bedroom, she looked over to Chase and asked him to run in and get it for her, he did as he was told and ran back handing it to her.
"Hello," she said, forgetting to look at the caller I.d.
"Merry Christmas," Goten sang into the phone from the other end.
"Merry Christmas," she said back smiling.
"Hey sorry to call so early but the kids want to talk to Chase and find out what Santa got him."
"We actually just got up; I guess we're running a little behind your household," she giggled.
"Oh yeah we were up at 4:30, so it will be nap time here in a bit; Santa brought me Madden 2010 though so I'm about to be running through that."
"Goten you are such a child," she said still laughing, "Alright well hey I better go and let him open his gifts and then I'll have him call you guys ok."
"Sounds good, bye Panny."
"Bye," she said before shutting her phone and laying it on the counter. She grabbed a cup of coffee and her camera and headed into the living room; getting comfortable on the couch to watch the show that was about to start.
"Can I go now Mom," he said already eyeing the biggest one.
"Yes you can go now," she smiled, "Just take your time there's no rush, ok." But he was done paying attention to her and he began ripping into his first present. And as soon as he opened that he was stuck, it was the Wii he had asked for; "Mom let's set this up, please, I wanna play with this now," he yelled carrying the box up to her seat on the couch.
"Open the rest of your presents first," she pointed to the fifteen that were still under the tree. "There might be something more fun in there." She stood up off the couch and began to walk to the tree when her door buzzer sounded, "Hold on, let me see who's here buddy." She buzzed in whoever was downstairs and waited by the door for a knock, sure enough within five minutes there was one.
She opened the door and her heart dropped, "Trunks," she said shocked.
"Merry Christmas," he half smiled, "here," he pulled a bouquet of flowers from behind his back.
Pan was completely stunned, "You didn't have to get me flowers; but thanks."
"I came to apologize for yesterday, I was completely out of line, I don't know what I was thinking," he said looking deep into her onyx eyes.
"It's ok, I deserve it," she shrugged, "I should have just left you alone." Pans eyes fell to his right hand and she could see the cuts from where he punched through the wall at Bra's.
"It's nothing," he said pushing the hand into his pocket. "But yeah I just wanted to apologize, I know its early but it has been on my mind since last night, I wanted to come by but I was in no shape and I didn't want to start another fight; I just, you know I would never ever hurt you right."
"I know Trunks," she sighed, "I know you have been dealing with a lot these last couple weeks and I think I owe you the real apology," she began to say before she was cut off by Chase yelling for her in the apartment.
"Well hey you better get back," he said, "Merry Christmas," he smiled, before turning and heading back down the hall.
"Wait," she yelled making him stop and turn back around, "Come in."
"I don't know Panny, is that really a good idea," he said taking a few steps forward.
"It's Christmas, don't you want to see your son open his presents?"
His smile grew and he nodded 'yes', "I would love that." She moved out of the way and let him into the apartment, shutting the door behind.
"Uncle Trunks," Chase yelled as he grabbed the box that contained his Wii, "Look I got a Wii like Geta!"
Trunks laughed at the boy's excitement; "I see that buddy, you gotta have your mom open that thing up and maybe we can play."
"I got more presents to open first," he said pointing to the tree, "You want to help me?" Chase reached up and grabbed Trunks' good hand, pulling him towards the tree. Pan walked into the room with a fresh cup of coffee and handed it to Trunks who was seated on the floor next to Chase. She took a seat on the couch and grabbed her camera, taking a few pictures of the two of them together.
They sat together and opened presents and laughed; it was like they actually were a real family; even if it was only for one day. It only took 15 minutes for wrapping paper to be everywhere and all of the toys spread throughout the small two bedroom apartment. Pan stood up and walked over to the counter where her phone was sitting and sat down on the couch next to Trunks; "Here Chase, Geta and Callie called and want to know what Santa brought you." She hit send and handed him the phone, he waited till someone answered and then was off talking Geta's ear off.
"Is he always this talkative," Trunks asked turning to Pan.
"Yes," she chuckled, "You may think he is shy but he really isn't." They sat staring into each other's eyes before Pan broke the gaze.
"Thanks for inviting me in Pan," he said reaching out and taking her hand, "I was going to head into the office and get some work done alone after I stopped here."
Pan blushed as soon as she felt his warm hand encase hers, "That's no way to spend Christmas Trunks; I think your mother taught you no working on family holidays."
He laughed, "That she did." He took his other hand and brought it up to her cheek, caressing it.
Pan swallowed hard, she wasn't sure what was happening but she felt frozen. And before she knew it his lips were suffocating hers; at first she didn't kiss him back, but after a few seconds she couldn't help herself. He broke away from her, taking a breath, looking deep into her eyes; "I miss you Panny, I miss this," he cooed before devouring her lips once again. He let his other hand intertwine fingers with hers as he deepened the kiss more.
"Ewwww." The two of them instantly broke apart; Pan was as red as an apple and Trunks stood up from the couch quickly. Chase was standing in the center of the room staring at the two of them, confused.
"So what did Geta and Callie get," Pan spoke quickly trying to change the attention from what he had just witnessed.
"They got so many cool things; Uncle Goten said I can come over and play, he said he will pick me up and we can go eat at McDonalds," Chase said talking so fast that Pan was trying to keep up.
Trunks' phone started ringing and he grabbed it from his pocket, he glanced at the caller id and then walked towards where Pans hallway was. Pan watched as he walked out of sight and then turned her attention to Chase, "Is that what you want to do today go play at Uncle Goten's?"
"Yeah mom, Geta said we could go swimming today too," he yelled before running over and hugging onto her leg, "Can I please go?"
Pan laughed, "Yes you can go, but I think you need to nap first so I will call Uncle Goten and tell him that you can come over this afternoon, ok."
Chase shrugged and let go of his mothers leg before leaving the room and going into his, shutting the door behind him. Pan sighed and walked toward the hallway to explain to him he didn't have to go to sleep now but she stopped when she heard Trunks talking on his phone.
He was talking low, she knew he was trying to keep his conversation to himself and whoever was on the other end of the line; but she could make out some of the things he was saying. She listened more closely; her saiyans ears should be able to pick up his voice that close to her.
"Yes I got your text. I didn't respond because I was about to be doing something, I'm sorry princess. Yes I want to see you, I have been miserable. No I couldn't find the necklace; I looked all over the apartment. I know babe, I know, I just don't know why you left me like that; you didn't even give me a chance to explain. I don't want to get into this now ok. Yes I miss you, I miss your smell, your kisses, yeah that too. Alright, look call me later after you leave your parents, I have your gift. No baby I bought it a month ago and I'm not taking it back. Ok, I love you Cyn."
Pan moved quickly into the kitchen, she made sure not to show any emotion on her face. She pretended to be doing something in the sink when he came from around the corner, smiling at her. She forced a small smile onto her face and watched as he walked into the kitchen, "Where'd Chase go," he asked looking around.
"He went to lie down," she choked out; she couldn't believe he just said all that on the phone after he just kissed her like that. She felt his arms encircle her waist and she could feel the tears on the verge of coming out; was he really trying to play her for a fool? He rested his head on her right shoulder, leaning his cheek against hers, "This seems so right Pan," he whispered.
She pulled away from his grasp and walked over to the refrigerator pulling out the egg carton. He looked at her confused, "Are you alright," he asked eyeing her?
"I'm fine," she said continuing on with her breakfast. Trunks could feel the tension rising in the room and figured he should probably go before he started any trouble; he didn't want to ruin today, it was the closest they had been in ages. It was like their first step forward and he didn't want to take any back.
"I guess I should get going then," he sighed, walking over to her and kissing her on the cheek.
"Yeah you better, wouldn't want to keep your princess waiting," she spat at him, that's when he saw the fire in her eyes.
"You heard," he said sadly. "It's not what you think. I mean it isn't the way it sounded."
"It's kind of hard to keep secrets when there's a Saiyan around," she said giving him a dirty look.
"It's not what you think Pan, we are just going to talk," he pleaded, "I haven't been as happy as I have been so far today in a long time Pan, and that's because I haven't been with you and our son."
"Just go alright, go back to your precious 'Cyn' and make up with her, because we will never work out," she didn't even look at him anymore.
"Pan, don't do this."
"Go, Trunks," she said pointing to the door, "Merry Fucking Christmas."
Trunks just shook his head; he couldn't believe how stupid he was; he could have just ignored the damn phone call until he left; now here he was back to square one. He cursed out loud before turning to Pan once more, "I wish you would let me explain."
"Out Trunks, get out," she said sternly. He didn't argue he just walked to the door and exited, smacking himself in the forehead as soon as the door shut. Everything was on the road to recovery and now he was the one that knocked them back to square one; but his heart was still broken and now he was torn between the woman he has loved his entire life, the woman that broke him completely and the woman he had grown to love who began to put the pieces back together.
He walked out of her building and down the street to where his black Mercedes was parked; but instead of getting in he walked passed it, he needed some fresh air. He barely noticed how cold it was because he was so deep in thought, he wasn't even really paying attention to where he was walking but he ended up at his parents. He walked through the gate and slowly entered the house; it was dark, which was unusual for his parent's home. He walked through the vestibule and headed to the kitchen; he needed a drink. But as he walked through the entrance he froze and his hand flew to cover his eyes.
"Come on you guys," he yelled absolutely disgusted.
Vegeta immediately looked up as Bulma let out a scream. "Get out Brat," Vegeta yelled not wanting his moment with his wife interrupted. But it was too late; Bulma was pushing against his bare chest, making him get off of her. Trunks had exited the room before he had a chance to witness anything else; he had been scarred by this very early in his life and unfortunately he knew this wouldn't be the last.
Bulma quickly pulled her clothes on as Vegeta did the same, now severely agitated. "Oh Vegeta go to the gravity room," Bulma said clearly annoyed, "It's not like we won't be alone again later." He didn't answer, instead just grunted and shot her an evil look before exiting the room. Bulma pulled herself together and walked out of the kitchen heading into the living room to find her son; which she did, he was sprawled on the couch with the TV on.
"I'm sorry baby, I wasn't expecting anyone to drop by, and you know your father," she said walking over and taking a seat next to him. Trunks' nose picked up the horrible smell of sex that was all over his mother, which made him jump up to get away from her. Even though he was 28 years old the thought of his parents together, the sight of his parents made him sick.
"It's fine mom," he said trying to change the subject.
"So what are you doing here," she asked from her seat on the couch. She could tell that something was on his mind; ever since he had moved out he had only dropped by unannounced on two occasions, both when he needed to talk.
She watched as he began to pace the living room; he went back and forward fifteen times before turning and looking at her with the saddest eyes. "I am confused mom, I am completely confused." He said walking over and sitting next to her; ignoring the stentch, "I don't know what to do; I went to Pan's this morning to apologize for something that happened yesterday at Bra's and she invited me in and I spent Christmas morning with my son," he said as he jumped to his feet once again, "And we kissed, and I felt amazing, I felt happy."
"But you still have feeling for Cynthia," Bulma interjected before Trunks could finish his thought.
"Then while I was there Cynthia called; and I answered, and Pan overheard everything and then she got pissed and told me to leave," he sighed, "And now I don't know what to do mom. I don't know if I drop the woman I'm in love with now for the chance that Pan and I could be 'us' again, or do I try and get my life with Cyn back?"
Bulma looked at her son; she felt bad for him, she truly wished she could take back all of the things that had happened over the past six years so his life could be better. "Baby," she began searching for the perfect words, "You have to chose what's best for you; You have to chose who makes you happy. I know that Pan and you share a son but that doesn't mean she is the right one for you."
Trunks shook his head taking in what his mom was saying; "I know mom, I just don't know what my heart is telling me."
Bulma stood up and walked over to her son, placing a hand on his shoulder, "Baby you know in your heart what you want to do, you just have to listen to it," she smiled before walking away, leaving him to think.
