FIND A WAY
by Morgause
Chapter 2: The way
to love
Pan sighed as she looked at her long time friend.
"Bra, have you ever been in love? Really in love?" she asked quietly.
Bra looked up from her remote control, locking her gaze to Pan's.
"No, I haven't," she said, her voice clear. But Pan was sure she saw something flicker in her friend's eyes... something sad.
"I wish I never had," she sighed.
Bra looked at her compassionately. "This has something to do with Trunks again?"
Pan closed her eyes. "Among others."
Bra stood up, leaving her remote control alone, and walked over to her friend.
"You know, Pan, you can't keep on waiting for him. He's not worth it."
"Why wouldn't he be?!" Pan remarked, annoyed.
Bra sighed. "Because he will never see you the way you see him. It's no use waiting for someone who doesn't even know you're waiting. He doesn't see you that way and he won't. I wish he would, just because it would make you happy, but he doesn't. Please Pan, at least try to get over him."
Pan looked up at her, a sad half smile on her face. "I'm trying, Bra."
Bra pushed her aside and dropped down on the desk next to her.
"And now tell me about last night. Where the hell have you been?! If I hadn't felt your ki, I might have told your father you were missing. Now I just gathered you were doing something..." Bra's eyes flickered almost diabolically satisfied by this fact, "... naughty."
Pan blushed and looked sideways at her friend. "Why do you immediately think I'm doing something... naughty?!"
Bra grinned. "For one because your ki has risen to some high points I'm sure Gohan would have picked up wouldn't he have been busy with ... other stuff, and besides, it's full moon."
Pan turned even redder at the remark of her ki, but her curiosity was peeked.
"What do you mean, full moon?"
"Oh, you know, the regular stuff, saiyajin getting excited and more instinctive, wanting to mate and stuff," Bra said airily.
Pan frowned, but decided she didn't want to know.
"But anyways, where have you been? With whom have you been?!"
Pan still blushed and looked at the floor. "Well, I just was... Uhm, you know..."
Bra chuckled. "With whom?"
Ouch, sensitive point. Pan thought her head would soon burst with all the blood flowing to it.
"With whom?" Bra repeated, looking at her questioningly.
"A tall dark and incredibly handsome guy," Pan said in the end, getting annoyed with the look in Bra's eyes.
"His name?" continued Bra, smiling in a way Pan didn't really like.
"No."
"Ah, why won't you give it to me?" She bent closer. "Do I know him?"
"No! At least I don't think you do," said Pan, frowning.
"Then why won't you give me his name?" Bra smiled sweetly.
"Because... Just because!" Pan said, furiously blushing.
"Oh my gosh Pan don't say you don't even know his name!" Bra threw out and choked back a laugh when she saw Pan startle.
"Pan! You really did loose your virginity to someone you don't even know?!"
Pan elbowed her in the ribs. "Stop it, Bra! It's not like that!"
"Oh? Then what is it like?" Bra asked, still chuckling.
"I kinda know him already. I just don't... I never asked his name. I want it to be... I want him to be... anonymus. Secret. My secret, my night. A perfect memory, not spoiled by anything like dates that never will work out because I can't stop thinking about you-know-who," Pan explained, frowning as if she was still considering it herself.
"A perfect memory? He must have been good!" smiled Bra evilly.
"Oh boy, if you just knew!!" Pan said dreamily. "He is the best kisser I've ever met, and if I told you what he can do with his hands..."
"Ok, ok, hold it! Too much information!!" laughed Bra. "I really don't wanna know."
Pan grinned, but didn't say anything else. She just dreamt away on the memories of last night.
@-@-@
Juunanagou frowned at the sky, for turning dark on him before he had found what he had been looking for. Not that he really needed daylight to see, but he found it pleasant to act at least a little human and sleep at night.
Thus he dropped out of the air and saddled down for the night.
Strong arms encirceling him, strong hands caressing the back of his neck, shoulders. His own hands on that soft firm body that didn't seem to hold that strength it possessed, caressing her back. Her sweet lips on his, her tongue teasing him, driving him insane with its light touch. It would be hours until sunrise, and he already regretted it to be over so soon. He needed a lifetime, not a night, to figure out just what he was feeling, what to do about it and how to tell her.
Groaning he woke up from the arousing dream, only to find it was hours before sunrise yet. Not able to wait any longer, he stood up and flew into the direction of what he'd been looking for. He didn't need a dragon radar, his hypersensitive senses could sense the dragonballs already.
Only six more to go.
Just one wish to carefully and perfectly word.
@-@-@
Pan stared into the distance. Bra was messing with her remote control again (by now, Pan was sure she had broken it instead of fixed) and Pan was trying to stop thinking.
Strangely enough she wasn't thinking about mister saiyajin prince. Well, she almost wasn't.
She kept on remeniscing last night. The way his soft silky hair felt on her bare skin; the way he looked at her, his pale eyes halflidded with lust and something else, something she couldn't describe, couldn't really figure out; the way he made her feel just by touching her...
And every now and then she was sure she could feel the way he felt, his uncertainty, how nervous he was, but also how much he really cared about her.
"Pan, did you ever consider the fact you might have bonded to my brother?" Bra then said, not even looking up from her work.
"Bonded? What... what do you mean?" Pan startled.
"Bonded, you know. Like love, but deeper. Worse. Or better, as some might say."
Pan frowned. Deeper than love? It would explain why she still wasn't over him.
"This... bonding thing, how long does it take to wear off?"
Bra chuckled, but it sounded humorlessly. "It doesn't wear off. Bonding is forever."
"forever?!!" Pan shouted, almost choking. "You can't seriously say I'm gonna feel like this my whole life!?!"
Bra sighed. "That's the bonding crap. Ofcourse, when it's returned, it's not that bad. Just imagine; he will never go away from you, you always know where he is and even what he's feeling; he will never fall in love with someone else, he won't even think about cheating..."
Pan sighed of relief. "Than I'm not bonded."
Bra frowned. "Why not?"
Pan chuckled, blushing slightly. "Last night, you know..."
Bra giggled. "Well ok, I guess you're not bonded then. That's a good thing."
Pan shrugged and jumped up. "Just what is in this desk anyway?" she changed the subject.
"Stuff my mom kept over the years. Information of Cell and stuff, I dunno exactly. Whenever I come here I make up my mind to take a look at it, but I'm always too busy, or I forget," Bra said.
Pan chuckled and tried to open the doors of the desk. It opened.
"Can I take a look?" she asked, getting really curious now.
"Sure, if my mom wouldn't want anyone to see it, she would have put a lock on it," Bra said, trying out her remote control (which was useless since there was no tv close).
Pan carefully took out the large amounts of paper work and took a peep at the paper on top.
Just a lot of numbers Pan couldn't place, so she put it aside and picked another paper up.
This one described exactly how Goku turned into a super saiyajin on Namek. It was rather interesting, so Pan read it all.
Dissapointed she noticed the other half of the story was gone, so she flipped a few pages again.
Drawing in a sharp breath, Pan leaned back.
From the page in front of her a familiar face with dark, silky hair at shoulder length and cold, pale blue eyes looked at her.
Notes were written all over the paper and picture, most of them existing out of strange numbers and codes she didn't know.
However, there was one note that drew her attention.
Artificial human number seventeen.
$*%**^_^**%*$
AN: Uhuh, yup yup, I know, it's short... But I just wrote it today. I can't help it, I'm better at writing short stories. Now the short stories have turned into short chapters... but hey, they make a long fic, don't they?? ^_^ (ok even I don't understand that logic... I just love rambling *snickers*)
Hmz but anyway, if I'm keeping this up, the fic might be finished next week (just don't count on it, cuz I may get distracted by... certain things... persons... *coughs*).
Oh yeah, and thanx for your lovely reactions (on all my J-P fics). It started out with Walking in the rain, but turned into much more, and after Substitute For Love I caved in and promised to make it a real J-P....
Also I have had some peeps telling me they were fans number four... This would make about 8 fans now ~_^ (they've made me happy ^_________^)
DISCLAIMER: Hellohooo, if I owned Juunanagou, did you really think I would write fanfiction about him? On the contrary!! *evil snickering*
I just love messing with their lovelifes when mine isn't as I want it to be... (too bad writing romances doesn't go as well when your own lovelife is going fine... ~_^ like mine at the moment ~_^ but I won't bother you with that....)