"Killing My Soul"
By Pixie
Disclaimer: Do I really need to say it? I DON'T own DBZ…
Pixie: I know, it's a bit late, but there was this party today, and I had to go, but I'm still updating one story per day.
Chapter 13
Bra's POV
I squealed as I looked over at Pan. She stared at me as if I was diseased, but I didn't care.
"Panny, tomorrow's it! The DAY!" She continued to stare at me, as if she was clue less to what I was saying. "Tomorrow is the Ceremony, when it's declared that you and Trunks are going to spend your lives together!" I reminded her.
"And I should be happy about this…why?" Pan asked, in that sarcastic little manner of hers. I sighed. I knew Pan and Trunks still weren't in love, but still, it was a high honor for Pan to have Trunks for a mate. I had only seen one ceremony before. The couple would dress up in their finest clothes, and the King would come before them, and he would declare the two should be together. On rare occasions, the King would say the two could not be together, but since the King had selected Pan for Trunks, there was no chance of that. Then, the couple would swear to each other that they'd always be together, usually in the form of a long speech. The King and Queen, and any family that the couple had would give a blessing, then the two would kiss, and leave off together to their new lives. Of course, you had to very rich to afford a Ceremony. I secretly wished I could have one for myself. I thought of Raditz – oops I mean Goten, and imagined the two of us having a Ceremony together. I giggled over the though, and flopped back on Pan's bed, next to Marron, who also seemed deep in thought…I wondered if she was thinking about Ubuu. I smiled to myself, wondering if at last, happiness was beginning to come for my friends and me.
Pan's POV
I looked at Marron and Bra, both very excited over the fact tomorrow Trunks and I would have a Ceremony. Me on the other hand, I was secretly excited. Last night, I had a dream about Trunks. He had come into my room; I was alone. He wrapped me up in a kiss. And then…he left, and I woke up, my heart pounding and my mouth dry. I realized late at night, I was in love with Trunks. Thinking about the dream again, I felt angry at myself, and at Trunks. Why did I love him, and why was he so goddamn beautiful in every way? I realized then Bra and Marron were both staring at me. I turned and looked in the mirror. My raven hair had turned the color of the noonday sun, and my eyes were as green as the grass outside. My tail too, had a shimmery gold color to it.
I took a deep breath, calming myself down, and returning to my normal state. I smiled at them, but I could tell they felt my anger in the air. I wondered if I should tell them what I was thinking but I decided not to. After all, some secrets are best left hidden.
"I love you Trunks," I thought to myself, praying some weird trick of fate would bring the words to his ears. I wanted to say these words out loud, scream them to everyone, because for the first time, the thrill of liking someone had taken hold of me.
Instead, "I wish my parents could be here," I told Bra and Marron. Tears filled my eyes. Not a day had passed when I hadn't thought of my father, his loving words and proud smile. My mother had to run away from us when I was about two. To this day, I do not understand, but I knew it was not another man. She had bonded with my father, and I could see every day some freakish pain trying to take hold of him. In a way, I hated my mother for never being here for my father. And still, I didn't really hate her, because I never knew her. Life was confusing in this way.
Trunk's POV
"What are you planning?" The voice of a Saiyan by the name of Raditz interrupted my late night walk. I glared at him, and continued walking, but he was a persistent little bug, and caught up to me. Some people never know when to quit.
"What are you planning to do to Pan?" He was one of the guards. I had noticed he never really liked me, but I never quite knew why. I reached up, and hit a small button on my scouter. I hid my shock when it revealed not only was his power almost as high as mine, but it was rising too. I smirked at him.
"Why does it matter to you what I'm going to do to her?" His little attitude was really beginning to bother me. "And furthermore, what could you do about anything anyway?" I stared at him, arrogently, I admit, but not without reason. I had stumped him there, he had no idea how to respond.
"You can protect her pretty well from within the castle," I continued, "But I supposed I'll have to make that harder for you," I smiled sweetly at him, pausing for effect.
"You're fired."
Pixie: Only one wish Gohan…that's all I want.
Gohan: FINE! You can make your one wish…but I get to make the other one.
Pixie: I guess that's fair.
* The two shake on their deal, then summon the dragon together.*
Pixie: MY turn FIRST! Mr. Dragon sir, I wish I was a Saiyan.
Gohan: WHAT?!
Dragon: Your wish is granted.
Pixie: YES!! I am the Great SAIYA PIXIE!!! *runs and puts on Gohan's Saiyaman costume *
Gohan: Then…because Pixie, you've always been avoiding me…I wish that for one month Pixie and I can't move more than 10 feet away from each other.
Pixie: YOU STOLE MY PLOT LINE! AND NOW, since I'm a Saiyan and all, I WILL HAVE TO BEAT YOU UP!!!
Goten: Now who's gonna cook for us?