The Tears I've Cried
Chapter 4: Just for You
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On to the story! Oh yeah, this one is very short.
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I smile as Trunks eyes grow big as I walk through his office doors for the second time that week. I usually visit once a week, if that.
He stands up and I know he's going to attack me again. Sure enough, he launches, but right when he arrives in front of me, I put out my hand, causing him to suddenly come to a halt, then fall to the ground. I stifle a giggle as he mumbles under his breath. He arises again, but his agitated expression turned to one of curiosity and a dash of joy when he noticed the package behind my back.
He points at it.
"Mine?" He asks.
I roll my eyes in a playful manner.
"Well, duh. Who else?"
He quickly snatches it from my hands, before I can protest.
"HEY!" I cry.
He begins to carefully peel the paper off again, this time, though, with a little more urgency. He finally removes it completely, a sits back in his seat with the painting raised above his head.
"This one is beautiful…"
My heart is warmed once again. Dang, If I wasn't a romantic before, I sure as hell am now.
He runs his fingers over the dry paint.
"I didn't even know this shade of blue was possible to make."
I walk behind him and rest my chin on his shoulder, taking in the detail of my laid back work.
"It's pretty, ne?" I tell him.
"Yeah, It really is."
I take a deep breath, smelling his cologne. God, I love this man.
"Pan, I think you know more about this painting than you're saying."
Yes, my plan is beginning to work out perfectly. Well, it should. Five years of studying Trunks behavior pays off. I let a small smile play on my lips.
"Maaaaaaaaaybe."
His eyes gow large again, and he takes me by the shoulders.
"DO YOU KNOW WHO SHE IS?!"
I eye him evilly.
"If you ask a bit more gently then maybe I'll answer some of you questions!?" I spat.
His hands drop down to his sides and he mumbles a low sorry.
"That's better."
He perks up, then I'm bombarded with loads of questions.
"Do you know her personally? How old is she? Is she pretty? What does she do for a living? Can she cook?"
Leave it to the Saiyans to ask that.
I laugh, though. It's kinda cute seeing Trunks all worked up over a girl.
"Well, Trunks-Kun. It's like this. Yes, I know her. Quite well actually. I'm not permitted to tell you if you know her. With every gift she sends, it will hold a clue. The more gifts, the more you'll know. You have to intrigue her. Since I am her eye, I will let her in on all you do. I answer questions that she finds fit only. Any questions?"
He nods. Geez, couldn't he just say no?
"Do you think she's the one?"
I'm shocked, but don't show it. I flash a large smile that no one has or ever will see again.
"I hope so, Trunks-Kun."
His eyes glitter after my smile, "That was gorgeous…"
"What?" I ask innocently.
He's not fooled.
"Come one, Pan, who else has seen that smile? I know it's the first time I've ever seen that beautiful thing."
I blush but respond, "No one's seen it, Trunks. Only you. Just for you."
And I wink.
A/N: Sorry so crappy, it's 3:47 AM and I'm dead tired. That's why its short, too. Please continue to support me!
--Lonna