TITLE: Chapter Six - The Gift
AUTHOR: Rachel Wong
AUTHOR'S EMAIL: Hidden_Angel_83@hotmail.com
RATING: PG-13
NOTE: This is set in an alternate universe. Please do not read it if you do not like A/U's. This is about T/P with a bit of G/M.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Dragonball Z and am in no way connected to them. I only wish I was, than I'd have at least SOME $$$. Seeing as how I am broke, sueing me would do you no good. =Þ
Last time on Feelings Revealed:
She smiled another one of her brilliant smiles at him before pushing away from the stand. They continued to explore some of the other shops in the city without any more awkard moments.
Trunks's mind kept wandering back to the little jewelry shop. He had seen a bracelet that would look fabulous on her wrist. Making a mental note to himself, he decided that he would check it out again later.
*****
Marron walked around the market alone, wondering where Goten had gotten to. She looked left and right. Nope, no sign of Goten. She hadn't seen the guy since breakfast and that had been almost three hours ago. Where had he gotten to?
Unconciously, she began to walk down an almost empty alley. Three built, bearded and tatooed men sat in the middle of the alley. As Marron neared them, they began snickering and jestering to each other. Slowly, they began to circle around the strange girl who had come walking into their territory.
Marron walked on, too lost in thought to take notice. Where could Goten be? It seemed almost as if he was avoiding her. But why? Why would he be avoiding her? Had he found someone else? At that thought, tears began to form in her eyes.
"Hey lady, what are you doing in our territory?"
The harsh, low voice snapped Marron out of her trance. Where was she? Oh Kami, those men didn't look nice. They stood blocking any possible exits. She had no way out. She backed up against the closest wall as one of the men reached out a hand to touch her face.
"Don't touch me you sick pervert!"
"Aw, look guys. The girl thinks she's all tough." The three men snickered. "Let's show her just how wrong she is."
All three men began to close in on her. "HELP ME!!!" She screamed as loud as she could only to find a fist connecting with her jaw a few seconds later. She cried out in pain and fell to the ground but was helpless against the three men who continued to come even closer to her with larger smirks plastered all over their faces.
One of the men brought his hand up to her shirt and began to tear it off.
*****
Trunks looked at the bracelet hoping Pan would like it. She better like it, he had spent a LOT of money on it. He didn't know why he bought it, he just had. Well, no point in not giving it to her now since he had already bought it.
Pan wandered around the hotel, wondering where everyone was. Goten and Marron hadn't been at the hotel when she and Trunks had come back. Speaking of Trunks, he had left to go 'get something done' as soon as he had finished his lunch. Now, it was almost dinner time and not a single soul was in sight. She sighed, worry beginning to set in.
A hand came gently flying over her eye, blinding her from all sight.
"Guess who?"
Her hand flew up to tug at the other hand, but whoever it was, refused to let go. The voice sounded high but not normal, almost as if the person were forcing a high pitched voice. "Gee, I don't know. The boogie man?"
"No." The person was still trying to speak as high as they could.
"I don't know. I can't see you so how am I suppose to know?"
"You're supposed to..."
With a sudden movement of her arm, Pan had managed to twist away from the person. "Trunks!" A smile spread it's way across her face. "See? I guessed right."
"What? You didn't guess it was me." His protest was only half-hearted. "You said it was the boogie man."
"Yeah, but than I guessed you right after."
"Only after you had jerked away."
"But you see Trunks, I never said I gave up, so technically, I guessed correctly."
Trunks could do nothing more than open his mouth, no protest coming to his usually brilliant mind. With nothing to say, he closed his mouth and just smiled. "You win I guess."
She smiled the oh-so-familiar smile at him. "So where have you been since lunch?"
"Oh, busy." He let a smug smile cross his face intentionally.
"Busy eh?" Pan began circling him, eyeing him up and down. Shesh, he was hot from every angle!
Trunks smug smile never left his face. "Yeah, I was busy with this and that, you know, the usual."
Circling him a few more times, Pan came face to face with him. "Hm, want to show me what's so interesting?"
"Only if you insist."
"Well than, I insist."
Slowly, Trunks began to pull a small box out of his pocket. Than, quickly, almost as if embarrassed, he pushed the box into her hand. "Here, this is for you. For being such a good friend."
She stared dumbfounded at the box.
"Open it."
Slowly, hands trembling, she began to lift the lid off of the box. She couldn't hold back a gasp as she saw the solid gold bracelet inside the box. She closed the lid and held the box out towards him. "Thanx but I can't possibly keep this."
Trunks's face fell. "You...you don't like it?"
"It's not that, it's just too expensive. And besides, we haven't been friends that long. I don't deserve such a great gift."
He took her little hand in his, unaware of the reaction that his touch had on her. "Pan, you are a great person and I want you to keep it as a reminder of that. True, we haven't known each other for long, but for the little while that I have known you, I feel as if we've known each other before. Maybe it's just me but..."
She moved her fingers over his lips, silently asking him to stop. "I understand. Sometimes I feel that way as well."
They continued to stare into each other's eyes, wondering exactly what the other was thinking and feeling.
"Want me to help you put that on?" Trunks voice softly broke the silence between them.
"Huh? Oh yeah, sure." Pan replied in as gentle a voice as his.
Trunks took the box from her hands and took the bracelet out. Carefully, he wrapped it around Pan's outstretched arms and helped her put it on. It looked better on her than he could ever have imagined. Pan, not sure of what else to do, took a careful look at the bracelet and noticied her name engraved in the solid gold bracelet. It was beautiful. Another moment of silence came between them as they stood close to each other, neither one wanting to move away.
"Uh, I think someone's calling us to dinner." Once again, Trunks broke the silence.
"Hm, I think so too. I think we should go."
"Yeah, me too."
Neither one moved. Slowly, Trunks closed his eyes and leaned forward at the same time that Pan did. He wrapped his arms around her, all the pent up, hidden emotions rushing out into one passionate kiss. Never, in his entire life, had he ever imagined kissing a girl could feel so great. He wanted the kiss to last forever.
Pan could do nothing more than hold on and kiss him back. Everything felt right. For the first time since leaving heaven, for the first time since finding that her goddess powers were gone, she felt she had made the right decision. Trunks was her one and only love and without him, she would rather die.
Reluctantly, the two drew apart, both blushing furiously. They looked back into each other's eyes and soon found themselves wrapped in another kiss, the thought of dinner completely forgotten.
AUTHOR: Rachel Wong
AUTHOR'S EMAIL: Hidden_Angel_83@hotmail.com
RATING: PG-13
NOTE: This is set in an alternate universe. Please do not read it if you do not like A/U's. This is about T/P with a bit of G/M.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Dragonball Z and am in no way connected to them. I only wish I was, than I'd have at least SOME $$$. Seeing as how I am broke, sueing me would do you no good. =Þ
Last time on Feelings Revealed:
She smiled another one of her brilliant smiles at him before pushing away from the stand. They continued to explore some of the other shops in the city without any more awkard moments.
Trunks's mind kept wandering back to the little jewelry shop. He had seen a bracelet that would look fabulous on her wrist. Making a mental note to himself, he decided that he would check it out again later.
*****
Marron walked around the market alone, wondering where Goten had gotten to. She looked left and right. Nope, no sign of Goten. She hadn't seen the guy since breakfast and that had been almost three hours ago. Where had he gotten to?
Unconciously, she began to walk down an almost empty alley. Three built, bearded and tatooed men sat in the middle of the alley. As Marron neared them, they began snickering and jestering to each other. Slowly, they began to circle around the strange girl who had come walking into their territory.
Marron walked on, too lost in thought to take notice. Where could Goten be? It seemed almost as if he was avoiding her. But why? Why would he be avoiding her? Had he found someone else? At that thought, tears began to form in her eyes.
"Hey lady, what are you doing in our territory?"
The harsh, low voice snapped Marron out of her trance. Where was she? Oh Kami, those men didn't look nice. They stood blocking any possible exits. She had no way out. She backed up against the closest wall as one of the men reached out a hand to touch her face.
"Don't touch me you sick pervert!"
"Aw, look guys. The girl thinks she's all tough." The three men snickered. "Let's show her just how wrong she is."
All three men began to close in on her. "HELP ME!!!" She screamed as loud as she could only to find a fist connecting with her jaw a few seconds later. She cried out in pain and fell to the ground but was helpless against the three men who continued to come even closer to her with larger smirks plastered all over their faces.
One of the men brought his hand up to her shirt and began to tear it off.
*****
Trunks looked at the bracelet hoping Pan would like it. She better like it, he had spent a LOT of money on it. He didn't know why he bought it, he just had. Well, no point in not giving it to her now since he had already bought it.
Pan wandered around the hotel, wondering where everyone was. Goten and Marron hadn't been at the hotel when she and Trunks had come back. Speaking of Trunks, he had left to go 'get something done' as soon as he had finished his lunch. Now, it was almost dinner time and not a single soul was in sight. She sighed, worry beginning to set in.
A hand came gently flying over her eye, blinding her from all sight.
"Guess who?"
Her hand flew up to tug at the other hand, but whoever it was, refused to let go. The voice sounded high but not normal, almost as if the person were forcing a high pitched voice. "Gee, I don't know. The boogie man?"
"No." The person was still trying to speak as high as they could.
"I don't know. I can't see you so how am I suppose to know?"
"You're supposed to..."
With a sudden movement of her arm, Pan had managed to twist away from the person. "Trunks!" A smile spread it's way across her face. "See? I guessed right."
"What? You didn't guess it was me." His protest was only half-hearted. "You said it was the boogie man."
"Yeah, but than I guessed you right after."
"Only after you had jerked away."
"But you see Trunks, I never said I gave up, so technically, I guessed correctly."
Trunks could do nothing more than open his mouth, no protest coming to his usually brilliant mind. With nothing to say, he closed his mouth and just smiled. "You win I guess."
She smiled the oh-so-familiar smile at him. "So where have you been since lunch?"
"Oh, busy." He let a smug smile cross his face intentionally.
"Busy eh?" Pan began circling him, eyeing him up and down. Shesh, he was hot from every angle!
Trunks smug smile never left his face. "Yeah, I was busy with this and that, you know, the usual."
Circling him a few more times, Pan came face to face with him. "Hm, want to show me what's so interesting?"
"Only if you insist."
"Well than, I insist."
Slowly, Trunks began to pull a small box out of his pocket. Than, quickly, almost as if embarrassed, he pushed the box into her hand. "Here, this is for you. For being such a good friend."
She stared dumbfounded at the box.
"Open it."
Slowly, hands trembling, she began to lift the lid off of the box. She couldn't hold back a gasp as she saw the solid gold bracelet inside the box. She closed the lid and held the box out towards him. "Thanx but I can't possibly keep this."
Trunks's face fell. "You...you don't like it?"
"It's not that, it's just too expensive. And besides, we haven't been friends that long. I don't deserve such a great gift."
He took her little hand in his, unaware of the reaction that his touch had on her. "Pan, you are a great person and I want you to keep it as a reminder of that. True, we haven't known each other for long, but for the little while that I have known you, I feel as if we've known each other before. Maybe it's just me but..."
She moved her fingers over his lips, silently asking him to stop. "I understand. Sometimes I feel that way as well."
They continued to stare into each other's eyes, wondering exactly what the other was thinking and feeling.
"Want me to help you put that on?" Trunks voice softly broke the silence between them.
"Huh? Oh yeah, sure." Pan replied in as gentle a voice as his.
Trunks took the box from her hands and took the bracelet out. Carefully, he wrapped it around Pan's outstretched arms and helped her put it on. It looked better on her than he could ever have imagined. Pan, not sure of what else to do, took a careful look at the bracelet and noticied her name engraved in the solid gold bracelet. It was beautiful. Another moment of silence came between them as they stood close to each other, neither one wanting to move away.
"Uh, I think someone's calling us to dinner." Once again, Trunks broke the silence.
"Hm, I think so too. I think we should go."
"Yeah, me too."
Neither one moved. Slowly, Trunks closed his eyes and leaned forward at the same time that Pan did. He wrapped his arms around her, all the pent up, hidden emotions rushing out into one passionate kiss. Never, in his entire life, had he ever imagined kissing a girl could feel so great. He wanted the kiss to last forever.
Pan could do nothing more than hold on and kiss him back. Everything felt right. For the first time since leaving heaven, for the first time since finding that her goddess powers were gone, she felt she had made the right decision. Trunks was her one and only love and without him, she would rather die.
Reluctantly, the two drew apart, both blushing furiously. They looked back into each other's eyes and soon found themselves wrapped in another kiss, the thought of dinner completely forgotten.