Disclaimer: Personally, I don't think anyone would want to own this chapter. Geez I have a way of screwing up good stories :( Please review anyway.
This is another one of those damn bad-chapters-that-lead-to-something-good-I-promise ones. Forgive me.
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Pan walked slowly down the hall of the spaceship, wincing in pain with every step. She refused to make a sound, and tried her best to hide the pain on her face, but not matter how hard she tried, anyone could have known.
But they didn't.
Pan opened the door of one of the rooms. She was so dizzy she wasn't sure just which room she'd managed to step into, but as soon as she opened the door, she passed out.
Bra walked down the hallway to the room that broke off to her and Pan's rooms. Horror filled her calm features as she noticed her friend lying on the floor, "Trunks! Goten!"
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"Trunks, you know we don't have to leave today, you look like you need some more rest. I mean, you were in a coma," Pan whined to her mate who was buttoning up his shirt.
"Pan-chan," Trunks said shaking his lavender covered head, "We'll be fine. Especially me. See? Happy Trunks-kun!"
Pan lifted an eyebrow.
Bra burst happily into the hospital room, "Come on Trunks! Come on Pan! Let's go!" she shouted with a cheery voice to match her face.
Trunks kissed Pan reassuringly on the cheek, "Yes, we'll be okay. I promise."
Pan smirked, refraining from hitting him, afraid he'd break, "You seem to promise a lot these days, you know something you're not telling us?"
Trunks laughed, "No…"
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The two men ran down the hall as fast as their legs could take them. Stopping at the miserable sight of Pan, letting Trunks fall to his knees. He carefully lifted her head, to rest it on his lap.
Goten was stocked, "What happened Bra?"
The tear stricken best friend of Pan sobbed to her mate's shoulder, "I'm not sure, I came out here, and there she was…"
'Pan-chan! Can you hear me?' Trunks' heart felt on the verge of explosion, "Pan?"
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"This place creeps me out Trunks," Pan whimpered as they walked down the torn up streets of the planet. "I don't like it…"
"That's very out of character of you Pan-chan," Trunks said, holding her close, as if to protect her from the outside world, "I've never seen you scared of a few zombie-like people before."
Pan snorted.
Goten chuckled from his and Bra's spot in front of them, "No need to be afraid Pan, just think Trunks and I were out here when it was being destroyed."
Pan noticed Bra cuddling closer to Goten.
Pan felt herself being shoved away from Trunks, and landing on a sharp object. She rolled to rest her weight on her hip, only to find a dart stuck in her upper-thigh. She pulled it out, a gasped in fear. What was in that dart? Was she going to be okay?!
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Trunks lifted Pan up off the floor, carrying her into the small room that branched off to his and Goten's rooms. Trunks laid Pan down gently on the couch, and sat down by her feet, "Shhhh," he whispered out loud, "You'll be okay Pan-chan nothing's going to happen to you."
Goten and Bra stood together in an embrace as they watched Pan begin to move in a struggle with the pain. She shifted from side to side, moaning and kicking. Trunks held a dazed look on his face, and you could tell he was trying to coach her in his mind.
"What did she get hit with?" Trunks asked out loud.
Bra looked down, "Do you want me to start up the regeneration tank?"
Trunks didn't reply.
"I'll go Bra," Goten said, but was silenced, "or you can…"
Goten watched his mate leave, only to turn back and see Trunks with his face down, and his shoulders shaking, "Hey bro, it's no big deal, we'll just put Pan into the tank and…"
Trunks wasn't listening to Goten, "Come on Pan," he said picking her up, and walking down the hall.
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He played with his metal while waiting outside of Pan's tank. Trunks had his head pressed firmly against the glass.
Pan floated silently…
Well, sorta…. For awhile anyway…
The glass snapped up suddenly, causing Pan to fall out into Trunks' arms. She stayed there only an instant, as a bewildered Trunks watched she scrambled to her feet, and moved across the room as fast as she could. She covered her mouth with her hands, and almost dove into the bathroom.
Trunks' face turned green as he realized what she was doing. He started to hear noises, and walked over to see, Pan hadn't closed the door. He felt sympathy for her watching her as she extracted the past few day's half digested food from her body. She sat there, on her knees, over the toilet for several minutes, being as quiet as a Saiya-jin could. Trunks knelt down next to her, rubbing her back remember her doing the same the first time he'd gotten drunk. Really drunk.
Pan finally stopped, flushed, and fell over to Trunks' embrace. "Trunks," she mumbled, "I don't feel good… at all…"
Trunks held her loosely, fearing what might happen if he held too tight, "It's okay Pan-chan, we'll just put you back in the…"
"No way in hell I'm going back in that tank."
"Pan-chan," Trunks protested, "You'll feel better…"
"No," Pan said resting more of her weight on Trunks.
Trunks rested his hand on her forehead, "Pan-chan, you're burning up!"
"Trunks I-"
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"Is she okay?" Bra asked her worried brother as he carried Pan to her room.
"Does she look okay to you?"
Bra stepped back, "I was just asking…"
Trunks held Pan protectively until he reached her room. Pan held chunks of his shirt in her hands. Her body lay softly on the bed, as Trunks kissed her on the forehead, about to leave and let her rest.
'No!' her mind shouted, 'stay with me here.'
Trunks sighed in defeat, 'Okay Pan-chan…'
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Okay, bad… I guess you don't need to review… prolly only be flames. Bad chapter… forgive me, I've had writers block. Next chapter will be out sooner than this one was! And it'll be better too.
Though you can review to help me feel better :D
This is another one of those damn bad-chapters-that-lead-to-something-good-I-promise ones. Forgive me.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~=flashback
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Pan walked slowly down the hall of the spaceship, wincing in pain with every step. She refused to make a sound, and tried her best to hide the pain on her face, but not matter how hard she tried, anyone could have known.
But they didn't.
Pan opened the door of one of the rooms. She was so dizzy she wasn't sure just which room she'd managed to step into, but as soon as she opened the door, she passed out.
Bra walked down the hallway to the room that broke off to her and Pan's rooms. Horror filled her calm features as she noticed her friend lying on the floor, "Trunks! Goten!"
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"Trunks, you know we don't have to leave today, you look like you need some more rest. I mean, you were in a coma," Pan whined to her mate who was buttoning up his shirt.
"Pan-chan," Trunks said shaking his lavender covered head, "We'll be fine. Especially me. See? Happy Trunks-kun!"
Pan lifted an eyebrow.
Bra burst happily into the hospital room, "Come on Trunks! Come on Pan! Let's go!" she shouted with a cheery voice to match her face.
Trunks kissed Pan reassuringly on the cheek, "Yes, we'll be okay. I promise."
Pan smirked, refraining from hitting him, afraid he'd break, "You seem to promise a lot these days, you know something you're not telling us?"
Trunks laughed, "No…"
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The two men ran down the hall as fast as their legs could take them. Stopping at the miserable sight of Pan, letting Trunks fall to his knees. He carefully lifted her head, to rest it on his lap.
Goten was stocked, "What happened Bra?"
The tear stricken best friend of Pan sobbed to her mate's shoulder, "I'm not sure, I came out here, and there she was…"
'Pan-chan! Can you hear me?' Trunks' heart felt on the verge of explosion, "Pan?"
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"This place creeps me out Trunks," Pan whimpered as they walked down the torn up streets of the planet. "I don't like it…"
"That's very out of character of you Pan-chan," Trunks said, holding her close, as if to protect her from the outside world, "I've never seen you scared of a few zombie-like people before."
Pan snorted.
Goten chuckled from his and Bra's spot in front of them, "No need to be afraid Pan, just think Trunks and I were out here when it was being destroyed."
Pan noticed Bra cuddling closer to Goten.
Pan felt herself being shoved away from Trunks, and landing on a sharp object. She rolled to rest her weight on her hip, only to find a dart stuck in her upper-thigh. She pulled it out, a gasped in fear. What was in that dart? Was she going to be okay?!
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Trunks lifted Pan up off the floor, carrying her into the small room that branched off to his and Goten's rooms. Trunks laid Pan down gently on the couch, and sat down by her feet, "Shhhh," he whispered out loud, "You'll be okay Pan-chan nothing's going to happen to you."
Goten and Bra stood together in an embrace as they watched Pan begin to move in a struggle with the pain. She shifted from side to side, moaning and kicking. Trunks held a dazed look on his face, and you could tell he was trying to coach her in his mind.
"What did she get hit with?" Trunks asked out loud.
Bra looked down, "Do you want me to start up the regeneration tank?"
Trunks didn't reply.
"I'll go Bra," Goten said, but was silenced, "or you can…"
Goten watched his mate leave, only to turn back and see Trunks with his face down, and his shoulders shaking, "Hey bro, it's no big deal, we'll just put Pan into the tank and…"
Trunks wasn't listening to Goten, "Come on Pan," he said picking her up, and walking down the hall.
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He played with his metal while waiting outside of Pan's tank. Trunks had his head pressed firmly against the glass.
Pan floated silently…
Well, sorta…. For awhile anyway…
The glass snapped up suddenly, causing Pan to fall out into Trunks' arms. She stayed there only an instant, as a bewildered Trunks watched she scrambled to her feet, and moved across the room as fast as she could. She covered her mouth with her hands, and almost dove into the bathroom.
Trunks' face turned green as he realized what she was doing. He started to hear noises, and walked over to see, Pan hadn't closed the door. He felt sympathy for her watching her as she extracted the past few day's half digested food from her body. She sat there, on her knees, over the toilet for several minutes, being as quiet as a Saiya-jin could. Trunks knelt down next to her, rubbing her back remember her doing the same the first time he'd gotten drunk. Really drunk.
Pan finally stopped, flushed, and fell over to Trunks' embrace. "Trunks," she mumbled, "I don't feel good… at all…"
Trunks held her loosely, fearing what might happen if he held too tight, "It's okay Pan-chan, we'll just put you back in the…"
"No way in hell I'm going back in that tank."
"Pan-chan," Trunks protested, "You'll feel better…"
"No," Pan said resting more of her weight on Trunks.
Trunks rested his hand on her forehead, "Pan-chan, you're burning up!"
"Trunks I-"
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"Is she okay?" Bra asked her worried brother as he carried Pan to her room.
"Does she look okay to you?"
Bra stepped back, "I was just asking…"
Trunks held Pan protectively until he reached her room. Pan held chunks of his shirt in her hands. Her body lay softly on the bed, as Trunks kissed her on the forehead, about to leave and let her rest.
'No!' her mind shouted, 'stay with me here.'
Trunks sighed in defeat, 'Okay Pan-chan…'
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Okay, bad… I guess you don't need to review… prolly only be flames. Bad chapter… forgive me, I've had writers block. Next chapter will be out sooner than this one was! And it'll be better too.
Though you can review to help me feel better :D