Notes: Ok everybody wanted me to continue with this so I am. I almost shit (Figure of speech ^_^) when I saw how many reviews I got. Excuse my language. Oh and Jay-chan I will try and read your up coming story but I don't read as much fanfiction on fanfiction.net as I used to. Just to make sure I catch it email me at Whales_r_us@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball Z or any of its characters so please don't sue me. I do this simply for fun and am making no money off of this.
Aggression
Pan awoke to the rays of the sunlight shining through the cracks of her blinds making it impossible to try and go back to sleep. Still half asleep she rolled over onto the pillow on the other side of her bed her eyes snapped open when she her saiyan sense of smell found it smothered with a familiar male scent.
All her memories from the night before came flooding back in a giant tidal wave. She grabbed her head in an attempt to make it stop but she was flooded with the images of her and Trunks making love the whole entire night.
If he was here, and they were doing the things that they were doing, why wasn't he here now? Sitting up she found no trace of him ever being here except the strong male scent that covered her bed, pillows, blankets, and body. His clothes that had been scattered across the room in their desperate attempts to get them off the night before were now picked up off her floor. The only thing that scattered her floor now was the junk that was always lying around and her pj's she had, had on the night before.
It all seemed like a dream, but in fact it wasn't. The only problem she had now was the question of why Trunks left without so much as leaving a note?
He was most likely at work like he always was on weekdays at… She looked at the clock to find it 2:03 PM. Should she call him? Or should she just leave things alone and wait for him to call?
She decided that now would be a good time to sort things out instead of later.
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Trunks and Marron were both interrupted when Trunks phone rang making them both sigh with irritation.
Breaking away from Marron's lips long enough to barely pick up the phone.
"There is a young woman on line two who needs to speak with you."
"Terrisa what did I…"
He was cut off in the middle of his sentence when his ditsy secretary connected him and Pan's lines.
Engaging in another tongue battle the phone was dropped to the floor forgotten as Marron and Trunks swapped spit. Unknown to him that it was pan on the other line.
If he would have he would have thrown Marron off of his lap. Although he should have done that a long time ago and told her the truth like he planned on in the first place about him cheating on her with Pan. He cared for Pan, he really did but when she had showed up at his office he couldn't resist. He was man, no matter what species; they all acted the same.
Although he was sure to break up with Marron soon before him and Pan got too serious. He was sure it was more than just a one-night stand.
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Pan could hardly bare to hear what was going on, on the other end of the line. Didn't last night mean anything to him? And what about Marron he had cheated on her with one of her best friends.
Slamming down the phone-not hard enough to break it-Pan went into a storming rage. Why that bastard! He cheats on his girl friends with her best friend -me- and then the next day is making out with her in his office. What is that?
Did he know that it was her on the phone? Was he trying to tell her in his own tormented and torturing way that the night before was only for a good fuck and nothing else? Like nothing had ever happened between them and nothing ever would?
Well fuck him! She wouldn't breathe a word. Not a word. If he was going to act like that than let him. She would act just the same. Nothing had ever happened and never would.
Kicking some more clothes around the room Pan decided to do what she had done last time. Go to the gravity and train. It wasn't worth wrecking the house over. Although she was glad that her parents were yet again out but this time on a well needed vacation. She was sure if her father were here he would have sensed Trunks ki in her room and come and beat him to a bloody pulp. Although she wouldn't mind watching that happen right now. She was almost tempted to do it herself.
Crawling out her bedroom window she floated down onto her back yard and walked towards the gravity room. Once inside she headed straight for the changing rooms Bulma had installed for her and started to strip off her baggy clothing and changing into the tight saiyan body suit.
She was glad that nobody was here to see her in the ridiculous thing. It had been uncomfortable at first, her being used to such baggy clothes but it had become tolerable after a few months. She just would never aow anyone to see her in the thing. You might as well be naked. She could never understand how Vegeta wore them all the time. Although she didn't mind he was nice to look at.
She smiled, she would be over Trunks in no time. Although she shouldn't be thinking about Vegeta that way. For one he was old enough to be her father, although that didn't matter seeing is how saiyans age seven times slower than humans. Two: Bulma would kill her. And three she had just slept with his son. Ridding the thoughts from her mind she turned up the gravitrons and started an intense work out.
Notes: Ok I am sorry it was so short but I couldn't think of any thing else for right now. Be patient and I will try to get the next chapter out. I think there should be at least one or two more. Oha nd I am working on a b/v at the moment too so you can check that out in a while after I finish this. Please review and thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter. Luv ya ^_^