Pan glanced down at the bouquet of flowers in her hand.
I had no idea that flowers could be this expensive, she thought in amazement. No wonder guys only buy girls flowers at special times. She reached into the side pocket of her jeans and pulled out her wallet. After making sure that she had enough money to pay for the bouquet, she marched over to the casher.
"Hey little lady," the girl at the casher smiled at her. "Who are the flowers for?"
"Oh, just a friend." Pan managed a small smile. "Do you sell cards too? Like the kind where you put in the bouquet?" she asked.
"Yeah, there's a large selection back there, go check it out."
Pan walked over to where the girl pointed to and carelessly picked a card without even looking at it. She walked back to the casher, paid for her purchase and walked out of the little flower shop. She found a bench on the sidewalk and sat down. She took out a blue ballpoint pen from her pocket and quickly scribbled a message inside the card.
Let's just hope that Marron wouldn't notice that this is
not Trunks' handwriting.
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"Trunks,
you are THE perfect boyfriend in the whole wide world! Thanks for those
beautiful flowers!" Trunks heard Marron yell before she gave him a big hug and
pressed her lips onto his.
"Whoa, hold on!" he pulled back from the kiss. "What did I do? What flowers?"
Marron rolled her eyes. "Whatever Trunks! Stop joking around." She leaned over and tried to kiss him again.
"Marron, I did not send you any flowers!" Trunks said in confusion. "I honestly didn't."
"Oh yeah, you even send me a card too!" Marron reached down and pulled out a little pink card with a rose on the front. She opened it up and held it open for Trunks to see. "See! It says 'To Marron, love you! From Trunks.' Who else would send me flowers?"
Trunks swallowed.
Hard. He peered at the short message inside the card carefully. That's not
my handwriting! That look like… Pan's handwriting!
What is Pan trying to do? Doesn't she know that I love her and I'm going to break up with Marron as soon as I can think up a way to tell her without hurting her? Doesn't she want to be with me? I thought she loved me too but then… Question after question exploded in his mind.
"Um, Marron, I just remembered something. I have, uh, an emergency
meeting! I gotta go!" he pushed past Marron and ran towards the door. He heard
Marron yelling at him but he ignored it. I have to talk to Pan about this,
he thought as he ran down the street. Damn, I wish I could fly but there are
way too many people staring!
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Pan
heard somebody pound on her door.
"Okay, okay, I'm coming!" she yelled. I guess math homework just have to wait, she thought as she set her pencil down and walked to answer the door. "Quit pounding on the stupid door! Who do you think you are anyway? That door isn't very stable so if you break it…" her voice trailed off as she opened the door and found Trunks standing outside.
He looked angry. "Pan, why did you pretend to me and sent those flowers to Marron?"
Oh Dende, why is he being so direct? Isn't he suppose to avoid the subject and first talk about the weather, then ask about some really useless things, then beat around the bush until he totally forgot the reason he's here the first place and leave? Forget that, the guy's mad. What are you going to tell him?
"Um, Trunks, I want you guys to stay together as a couple so please don't break up with Marron." It took all her self-control to keep her voice from shaking. She looked up through her bangs and stole a glance at him.
He looked surprised. Maybe 'surprised' isn't quite the right word to describe the state he was in. Trunks was beyond surprised, he was stunned. "But why?" he choke out. "Why Pan?"
If only he would stop looking at me with those sad, puppy eyes. It would make things much easier. "Because you guys are the perfect couple! Why would you want me anyway?" Pan gave a little forced giggle. "I'm ugly, short, really young, immature, irresponsible, stupid, and…"
"And I love you." He finished off her sentence.
Pan's mouth dropped open and formed a perfect 'O'. Okay,
this was not part of my plan. Why isn't he saying something like 'Gee, you are
so right Pan' and be a jerk then walk away? Stop being so sweet and nice to me!
It's hard enough to doing this and you are making it even harder!
Pan pulled herself together and squeezed out a laugh that sounded more like a cough. "Love me?" she tried to sound mean and nasty, "Well, I don't…um..." All of a sudden, her mouth turned as dry as the desert and she looked down at the ground. "I don't love you,"
There was an awkward silence and she kept her eyes on the ground.
Finally, he spoke up. "Look me in the eyes and tell me that again. I dare you."
Pan left her gaze up and stared into his clear blue eyes. "I, um," Say it damnit! "I, uh, don't," Just two more words. Come on girl! The words were stuck in her throat.
Memories suddenly flooded into her mind. She remembered how they went together to find those Dragonballs, that night when she kissed him, the time she saw him in the shower, their little date thing, and the way his lips felt over hers. I can't do this, I can't deny my feelings any longer.
"I love you."
He smiled. "I knew it."
She felt her cheeks getting wet that realized that she started crying. "But we can't be together."
"Why not?"
"Marron."
"I'm breaking up with her. Don't argue Pan! It wouldn't do any good if we stayed together. I don't love her and it will only make both of us miserable."
"You are too old for me."
"Age doesn't matter in true love."
"Our hair colour doesn't match."
"So what?" Trunks looked into her eyes. "All it matters is that we love each other." He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her close to him.
Pan tried to kiss him on the cheek but he turned his head around and their lips met in a sweet kiss.
Just when they thought everything was okay, a loud scream cut through the air. Pan and Trunks broke up the kiss and looked around. There was Marron, her face as white as a corpse, standing at the doorway staring at them.
Oh man.
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"So, what brings the beautiful Saiyan princess to my home?"
Bra put on a big smile and held out the plate of cookies in her hand. "Ubuu! I just baked a fresh batch of cookies and I want you to sample them"
The dark haired youth laughed. "Yeah right," he said dryly. "Bra, actually being nice to me? Uh-uh, no very possible to happen in this life. Besides, I would rather die than sample one of your cookies. Knowing your cooking skills, those cookies are probably deadly. Spill, Bra! You want something, don't you?"
Keep cool Bra, no matter how much you want to strangle him. Remember that you came to ask for his help. Talk nicely and don't snap or make a rude comment.
Bra laughed nervously. "Can't hide anything from you Ubuu. One question, do you like Marron?"
Ubuu nodded slowly. "You know I do but your big brother got to her one step faster than me."
"You still have a chance," Bra smiled sweetly. "Things between big brother and Marron aren't going so well."
"Really?" Ubuu left his eyebrow. "Interesting." He moved closer to Bra and took a cookie from the plate she was holding. "Tell me what's going on in that evil little mind of your."
"I thought you said that my cookies were deadly." Bra pointed out with a smirk. "But now you're stuffing your face with them. Aren't you afraid that they might kill you or something?"
Ubuu shrugged. "No time to waste. How can I get Marron to go out with me?"
"Well, I'll have something thought up by tonight."
"What? You don't even have a plan yet?"
"I was busy okay? But I will promise you this: this plan will get you and Marron together guaranteed."
Ubuu sighed. "I'm trusting you on this Bra."
Bingo! Bra thought, step one to Project
Getting Marron to Like Ubuu is a success. Now I got to figure out a
perfect plan that will make Marron fall in love with Ubuu. That shouldn't be
too hard, should it?
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