Hello everyone! Heehee Katie here! What a beautiful day! Heehee. Well this is the next story in my Rose Saga. Please remember to read Growing a Dieing Rose, Planting a Dead Rose, A Dead Seed Sprouts, And so the Rose Lives, and finally The Rose in that order before you read this story. The saga I thought was only going to be around 3 stories has turned into a longer saga than I had thought. Almost the end of the series! Two more stories after this one (hopefully that's it) in the saga.
Well the disclaimer is usual, I don't own Dragonball so don't sue.
Please read and review.
Rose in Full Bloom
By Katie
The rose begins to bloom
Pan looked doggedly up at the teacher at the front of the class.
"And the square root of…blah…blah…blah…"
Pan grimaced as the boring voice of her teacher spoke her name.
"Miss Son do you care to tell me what your doing?" the teacher asked.
Pan snapped out of her half sleep and sat up.
"Nothing Professor Cornish."
"Well nothing never disturbs me. I'll see you after class." Professor Cornish put in and continued his lesson.
Pan sighed and took out a pen and a piece of paper. She forced herself to listen to the annoying old college professor talk on about math.
But after a few minutes she found that she was no longer taking notes. She was drawing pictures.
The person beside Pan turned and looked down at what Pan was doing.
"Pan?" he asked quizzically. "Why are you drawing?"
Pan turned to face him.
"I'm not!" she covered her drawings up with her arms and leaned over them.
"Is that your boyfriend or something in those pictures? Or maybe a fiancée?"
Pan flushed bright red.
"He's my boyfriend."
"Not your fiancée?" he asked puzzled.
"No Bill, he isn't."
"Then you want to marry him?" he asked.
Pan glared up at him and leaned back down on her pictures.
"Why?"
"You drew pictures of you and him standing up at the alter in a church getting married."
"Who says its me?"
"You did earlier…"
"I never said it in those exact words." Pan smiled triumphantly at Bill and faced the teacher pretending to be paying attention.
"Mr. Trents! Miss Son! Be QUIET!" Professor Cornish screamed.
Bill and Pan looked at each other and than back at the professor.
"Sorry." They said in unison.
"I'll see both of you after class."
The bell rung and everyone slowly slunked out of the big classroom of the college.
"Miss Son, Mr. Trents. Why were you talking in my class?" the professor demanded.
"Um…sorry…we were just…um…" Bill stammered.
Pan sighed.
"We were just talking. That's all."
"Talking when you were supposed to be listening I suppose."
"Gomen nasa." The two 18-year-olds said in unison.
The professor sighed.
"Miss Son why were you sleeping?"
"I wasn't…"
"Well I'm sorry you were daydreaming. Why?"
"Um…"
"Do you find my class boring?"
Pan stood strait and crossed her fingers behind he back.
"No! Not at all! It's my favorite class!"
"Hmph." The professor added before continuing his lecture.
"You know you two should…"
Pan found her eyes wondering away from the nagging professor to the window. She smiled as she saw a tall lavender haired man floating beside it.
A slight tapping was heard, as Trunks got impatient. He hated waiting.
Pan walked passed the professor to the window and opened it leaning out.
"Miss Son what are you doing?" he asked angrily.
"My rides here." Pan smiled and put a foot up on the ledge.
"Nani?"
Pan grinned and pushed off of the window into the air. Trunks caught her neatly in his arms.
The professor and Bill ran to the window and looked out shocked. They saw a handsome man, of which they knew as the president of Capsule Corp., holding Pan in his arms. Pan clenched tightly to her books and smiled at the two men whom were staring out the window.
"Let's go trunks." Pan laughed as Trunks kissed her fore head and blasted off.
Pan giggled as Trunks flew in the air, twirling in circles, hanging upside down and finally again flying strait. Even though Pan herself could do such tricks in the air without his help it always felt wonderful doing it with Trunks.
"Who were they?" Trunks asked after a while.
"My boring professor and the guy that sits next to me in class." Pan smiled at the tone of voice Trunks was using.
"Is that guy that sits next to you a friend?"
"Maybe." Pan giggled inside of herself.
"I don't like the way he was looking at you."
Pan stared up at Trunks in sweet contempt.
"Well too bad. I can't stop him from looking at me the way he does."
"You could rip out his eyes…"
"TRUNKS!"
Trunks grinned as he pulled Pan closer.
"Just joking baby, just joking."
The blood red of the red the blooming rose
Trunks held Pan tightly and rapped his arms around her as they sat upon the bench in the park. It was late at night, around midnight, but neither of them knew it. They were to busy feeling the warmth of each other's embrace.
A few minutes passed and Trunks finally moved and brought a kiss to Pan's forehead.
"Trunks?"
Trunks brought his lips away from her forehead.
"Hmm?"
"Do you really love me?"
Trunks pushed Pan to arms length and stared down into her eyes.
"What kind of a question is that?"
"Do you?"
"Pan you know the answer."
"Do you?"
"Of course." Trunks stared down into Pan's sweet blue eyes. "Why?"
"Because."
"Because why?"
"Because I wanted to know my love was going to waste."
Trunks laughed a little and brought his lips to hers. He felt her full passion against his lips and he smiled inwardly. He returned Pan's passion with even more.
"Pan as long as you are giving me love it isn't going to waste." He smiled. "Because I will return just as much, if not more."
Pan smiled and rested her head against his chest.
"You know if you ever heart me Uncle Goten and Papa will kill you."
"I know." Trunks let go of Pan with one arm and reached into his pocket. Pan reached over to grab his hand to put it back in place but felt a soft velvet box instead. She turned her head quickly up to meet his eyes. He just smiled.
"You really want to know how I feel about you?"
"Yes." Pan answered a little puzzled.
"Pan when you died I felt like I was gone. My whole heart disintegrated and my whole being begin to whither away into nothingness. When you came back I felt that I was given a second chance (as I was) to have a whole self. Pan until now I never had a full self. Not until you were with me. Pan, you are my whole self, you are my life force. Without you I am nothing." Trunks slid silently off the bench and opened the box he had been holding. "Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"
Pan's eyes grew wide and they began to water. She stared down at the beautiful ring. It had a gold band, shaped like a rose. It had petals on the top with emeralds set inside them and in the very center was the largest gem she had ever scene in a ring. It was a beautiful, giant blood red ruby shaped like a rose. She covered her face with her hands and made a sound that sounded like crying. Trunks stared up at her with his eyes full of hope. Pan finally pulled her hands down and looked into his eyes.
Can never be compared
"Yes." She laughed and held out her left hand. He slid the ring out of the box and onto her finger. Her eyes weld up with more tears and she flung her arms around him and they kissed the most passionate kiss they had ever felt.
"Pan remember when the world begins to crumble and you feel like nothing will ever be right again just look down at this ring and remember the scent of roses." Trunks spoke softly into Pan's ears bring their lips together.
"I will, I promise."
A rose is a beautiful thing when in full bloom
The End
How was that? People I never said that And the rose lives was the last part of this series. Also to everyone that asked me what the KV stands for in my next story Dragonball KV will just have to wait and see. As I said before there are two more parts to this saga. In the last part (hopefully) it will tell what the KV stands for. I'm still debating on whether or not to call the story Dragonball KVGS. But I think KV will do fine. Anyways remember to review my story. Also if you want you can e-mail me and tell me any suggestions etc.
Thanks for reading!
Katie