Matters of Fate
- Chapter 2
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by Bellchan
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ characters.
*Note: Sorry, it wasn't my fault, but I couldn't even login to this damn server!
Well... I'm just writing in this fic exactly what I would write in "Stray
Cats" ("SC"), that's why I'm not moving on that fic. Actually,
it's like a restart, because I thought "SC" was a bit silly (no, no
one told me that, I really thought it was). So I hope you enjoy this new one.
Oh yeah, what you will read here is not suitable for children...
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2 - The
Prince of The Seas
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Blonde, beautiful and sexy. That
was how she looked, though she was not exactly the girl he wished to see that
night. However...
"Hi, Marron..." he greeted, being the perfect gentleman he was.
"I hope I'm not bothering..." she said, glancing at all directions
to see if there was anybody else. "Where's Pan?" she asked.
"She went home just a while ago." he informed, hiding his desolated
mood behind an almost invisible smile. Marron just followed him suit as he escorted
her to the living room.
'Yeah, it worked!' she thought. 'All I need now is to be alone with him...'
He sat on the large dark green couch and she resolutely sat by his side, but
not without crossing her legs in a cinematographic movement. It had surely called
his attention, judging by the pathetic grin he displayed on his face. Yes, a
perfect opportunity for her to diminish the space gap between them. In a few
seconds, her lips were so close to his that she could even feel their warmth
in anticipation. And that certainly could've been her luckiest day, if it wasn't
that damn doorbell ringing again...
Trunks on the other hand just sighed relieved, since he wouldn't know what to
do if she actually kissed him. He simply rushed to the door ready to hug his
"savior", whoever it was, leaving a very pissed Marron "holding
the bags".
"Goten!!!" he greeted, abnormally enthusiastic for seeing his childhood
friend.
"Hey, buddy!" the spike haired Saiyan replied, as they performed a
high five.
"Come on in, Goten! We were just waiting for you!" said Trunks, as
he ushered him in.
"We???" asked a confused Goten, wondering if his friend wasn't alone,
after all. But then a look of disappointment got him as soon as he spotted Marron
sat there, tapping her foot impatiently. Maybe no one knew, but he was secretly
in love with her.
"Sorry, Trunks, I didn't know you had a date..." he whispered.
"No, absolutely! Actually, I was supposed to be with Pan, but she had just
been gone when I got here." Trunks assured him.
Still hesitant, the newly-arrived guest greeted the blonde girl with a shy smile,
getting only an indifferent look in return. It felt like a dagger entering his
chest, such a cold reception. But his Saiyan blood soon made him turn his attention
to the delicious smell of food coming from the kitchen.
"Look what we have here, Goten!" announced Trunks, trying to break
the awkward silence.
"Wow! Pizza!" exclaimed the other Saiyajin, feeling his mouth begin
to water.
In a couple of seconds the two of them devoured the huge pile of pizza one by
one, just like hungry monsters, to Marron's complete horror.
"Hey, Marron! Don't stay there looking! Why don't you join us?" shouted
Trunks, purposely letting a small piece of tomato fall from his mouth.
"Perfect..." she muttered sarcastically. "Now I'm stuck here
with two animals!"
~//~
Meanwhile at the Son's Residence...
Pan was laid on her bed, looking at the ceiling, as she would always do whenever
she was feeling down. 'Just think about nothing... It's the best way...' The
girl didn't even notice her mother entering the room.
"Hi, dear! Are you feeling OK?" asked the middle aged woman, seeing
his daughter was awake and unmoving.
"Mom? When did you arrive?" the girl said, surprised.
"Right now. Your father is undoing the bags. We brought some gifts, don't
you wanna see them?"
"Later, mom... I just wanna sleep now..." Pan told her, stretching
her arms and yawning. Videl thought it was a bit strange, normally Pan would
be more enthusiastic at seeing novelties. But she just preferred not bother
her with more questions and left.
Seeing she was alone again, Pan pulled out Trunks' shirt from under her pillow,
the one she had "stolen" when she left his house, and inhaled deeply
into its fresh scent. His scent. It felt like he was there, somehow, making
her feel comfortable and secure. "Good night, Trun... ks..." she whispered,
before falling fast asleep.
~//~
The next day, right at afternoon,
everybody was gathered at Kame Sennin's island for the annual picnic, with barbecue
and all. Tien, Yamcha and Kuririn were there with their respective families,
as well as the Briefs and the Sons. Well, except for one little person.
"Excuse me, Gohan-san." said Trunks, as he approached the older Saiyajin.
"Where's Pan-chan?"
"Oh... She didn't want to come with us, I don't know exactly why. We tried
to convince her, but you know how she is, don't you?" Gohan replied, sighing
in disappointment.
"Didn't she recov... I mean, is she sick or something like that?"
asked the lavender haired youth, being careful not to tell Gohan about his daughter
being drunk just the other night.
"No, at least she didn't show any signs or symptoms she was sick."
Gohan told him. "Do you know what possibly could have happened? You two
are so close..."
"Well, the only thing I know is that she broke up with her date. But I
could talk with her if you want..." Trunks offered.
"Oh, please, Trunks-kun. I'm very preoccupied with her." Said Pan's
father. The younger Saiyan nodded and went inside the house to grab his shirt.
Marron, who had been observing the scene just followed him in.
"Trunks, where are you going?" she asked.
"Uh... I'm just going to see if Pan is all right. She's the only one who's
not here..." he informed. She frowned a bit.
"Listen, Trunks. If she didn't came it's because she probably prefer to
be alone. You should not bother her." she warned, trying to make him give
up from that idea.
"But I told Gohan that..." he insisted.
"I know what I'm saying, dear." She purred, wrapping her arms around
his neck. "I'm a girl, just like her, I know these things better than you.
Look, do you want her to be angry at you? Hmm?"
"Of course not, but..."
"Then be a good boy and do as I say. Give her a little time to think. Okay?"
she spoke, softly and firmly.
"Maybe you're right..." said Trunks, defeated. He gently unwrapped
her arms from him and left, head down and sad.
"Trunks..." the blonde called, coming right after him.
"Sorry, Marron. But I'd rather go alone. I'll just... spar somewhere...
I'll be back soon." the demi-Saiyan told her and took off to the sky.
~//~
Pan paced in her room impatiently,
anxious to meet the others at the picnic. But then again she remembered Trunks
would be there, hugging and kissing Marron. At least that's what she imagined.
And she didn't want anyone to find out she was in love with him, didn't want
to ruin their friendship.
"Oooh... But it doesn't mean I have to be stuck home while everybody is
having fun!" she told herself. Speaking alone was just becoming a habit
of hers. "I need to go somewhere... Hey! I think I'll take a walk by a
desert beach. It surely must be very relaxing..." And
picturing a beautiful seashore in her mind, she went to her closet and picked
up a thin ocean blue dress. It was not her usual stuff, but she decided she
wanted to feel free, just like the wind.
~//~
Indeed, it felt good. She couldn't
have chosen a better place. Calm, silent, warm. That sweet melody of the sea
could calm down the most ferocious spirit.
'I should do this more often...' she thought, staring at the horizon. Such a
peaceful sight, the weaves, the sand, the seagulls, the man... Wait. The man???
'Looks like it's not as desert as I thought... Who could be him?' Pan asked
herself, trying to take more details of that figure standing far ahead. Curious,
she got closer and closer until she could observe him better. And what she saw
there was... That lavender hair... It was unmistakable!
There he was, on the wet sand, wearing black pants and no shirt, exercising
his hard muscles in slow motion movements, what seemed to her more like a hypnotic
dance. She blinked her eyes several times, to certify that he was real. He didn't
notice her standing there, though, he was totally absorbed in performing his
sharp moves. She didn't mind, she was just amazed watching the sunlight making
his skin shine like gold. Like a prince of Seven Seas...
Dazzled, she began walking into his direction.
He stopped, sensing something moving towards him. The mermaid... She walked
gracefully as the wind played with her long, silky hair. Her fluttering dress
and the sea also seemed to have the same color. Was he hallucinating? It couldn't
be her... His little Pan...
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" she said, taking him out of his trance.
"Y-Yes..." he spoke, completely astonished before her. "I just
came to spar..."
"I see..."
"I was going to drop by your house, but I didn't want to bother..."
"You should know you never bother, Trunks."
The two Saiyans stood there looking at each other, not knowing what to say,
not knowing what to do next. It was the first time it ever happened, feeling
like two strangers. Suddenly a big weave engulfed them both, taking the distracted
pair by surprise.
"Gosh! I'm all soaked!" Pan exclaimed, looking around herself.
Trunks noticed her blue dress was now transparent, showing perfectly everything
underneath. Pan's face just turned bright red as she caught him staring intently
at her body. He quickly averted his gaze and decided to speak something to avoid
any embarrassment.
"Hey, Pan! The water feels nice! Let's play a little, like in the old times!"
he suggested. She blushed even more.
"C'mon, like good friends!" he encouraged, extending his hand at her.
She accepted his offer, not being able to resist his typical smile.
Guided by the handsome demigod,
Pan went deeper ahead, until the water was covering her waist. And there they
began playing, splashing water at each other's head like two little children...
until another strong weave made Pan lose her balance and reflexively grab Trunks'
shoulders for support.
He caught her with no effort and, again, kept his eyes fixed on the pale skin
of her face, her neck, her chest... He could see the small bulge of her nipples
through the thin cloth that barely covered them. Struggling, the young Saiyan
tried to push aside his impure thoughts, but the sight of her virgin breasts
was inciting his masculine instincts badly. He wanted to taste her, her fresh
skin.
Pan couldn't help feeling a little intimidated by the sudden fire that lit in
his eyes. But her whole body felt weak in his strong arms, making it hard to
move. She closed her eyes as soon as his mouth made contact with her left shoulder.
He kissed it softly, devouring all the salty liquid on his way down until his
lips reached her small nipple.
The girl shot her eyes wide open, startled, she wasn't expecting that. She could
feel the warmth of his tongue through her wet dress, unconsciously imagining
how burning it would be if that cloth wasn't there.
Before she could lose all her senses, the raven haired Saiyajin attempted to
push him off, but he just suckled even harder, stealing away all of her air
supply.
"T-Trunks... This is not... This is not like being friends..." she
pleaded desperately, between gasps.
"Sorry... I lost control, I'm sorry..." he said, releasing the girl
almost immediately. He tried to apologize, recognizing he just went too far.
"It won't happen again."
"No, it's all right, I was just... a bit surprised, that's it. After all,
you and Marron..." She told him, still panting hard.
"Me... and Marron? What? We're just friends..." Trunks informed.
"But I thought..."
"You think too much." He added. "Now let's come back to the picnic,
your father is worried with you." He continued, changing the subject. She
nodded and took off right after him.
* * * * * * *
Next chapter: "Flirt in
the Sky"!
.:. Hmm... Is it getting better? Let's make the romance(s) start! By the way,
for some "SC" readers who were waiting for some Juunanagou/Bra, stay
tuned from now on, so you can watch as their forbidden romance grows (and burns).
Bye bye!