Well, I want to try to make this fic a bit long since I've gotten good reviews on it. So, I'm going to have to add a bit of suspense now. Surprise at the end! Hmm... Who could it be? Well, I have so many ideas for this so far... So we'll see where it goes, all right? Please review and tell me if you liked this chapter! And no, I don't own DBZ. Enjoy!
-Kayna
Trunks rolled over in his bed, letting an annoyed groan register from deep in his throat. He brought his pillow closer to him, forming a ball of fluff before resting his chin upon it. He stared forward into oblivion with his crystal blue eyes, lightly pushing some of his lavender strands out of his field of vision with a light puff of air. His legs were entangled with his blankets, his clothes having been tossed about his room and leaving him in only his silk navy boxers.
"Pan..." Trunks whispered softly, the longing quite apparent in his voice. He rolled over onto his back, pulling the pillow to his chest before sighing deeply. He brought his eyes to a close and mumbled the girl's name once more before slipping off into his thoughts.
It had been three days since he had saw her last... Since the little 'incident' had happened. After Pan had left, she called up his sister, Bra, claiming that Trunks had been hitting on her. What lies! So maybe they were kind of true... Mostly true... All right, completely true. Trunks couldn't quite think of what had come over him that day. Never before had he let his feelings for her show that much. He would just have to get over her, what else could he do?
"But I love her..." Trunks whispered gently into the still air. He heard a soft giggle escape behind him and nearly jumped to the ceiling, succeeding to catch himself against the side of the bed before toppling to the floor. His breathing came in heavy gasps as he brought his icy gaze to rest upon the one who had interrupted his musings.
"You love who?" Bra said, taking a step forward before tilting her head to the side, brushing a few of her blue strands behind one ear. A gleeful smile lit her lips as she watched him with an interested gaze. Trunks mumbled a faint curse under his breath before taking hold of the side of the bed, pulling himself up before standing to his feet.
"Don't you have something better to do than listening in on private thoughts?" Trunks asked, shooting her an evil a glare after he had pulled on his black tank-top, walking over to grab a pair of khakis for today. Bra giggled once again before taking another step toward her brother.
"Obviously not... But it's not my fault that you were talking out loud. Anyway, I wanted to tell you that Pan is on her way over here... Behave." Bra stated with a teasing smile before turning around and walking out the door.
Trunks stood there blinking as he took a moment to let this all seep in. After three days, he would finally see his Pan-chan again! He hurried over to the window beside his bed, looking past the glass to check for the younger saiyan. Sure enough she was making her way towards their home, but she looked troubled. Her gaze darted from side to side, her black hair swishing at the turn of her head as she looked about her. She held her backpack close to her chest, her hands seeming to clutch it protectively.
This was certainly a side of her he had never seen before. Pan never really let fright get the best of her, at least not in public. But there she was, a fearful look resting in her soft brown eyes. He could detect a slight rise in her ki as she quickened her pace. Trunks slowly shook his head before pushing his window open. There was no way he was going to let her get to his house alone when she looked like this.
Trunks leaped from the window, taking flight until he figured he was close enough to her. He then lowered himself to the ground, landing behind her. He watched as her body stiffened before she turned around, swinging her backpack at him. He blinked a few times and jumped back, just barely missing the assault. Pan stared at him with wide eyes before she dropped her pack to the ground.
"Trunks..." Pan whispered, tears slowly welling up in her eyes before she threw herself into his embrace. Trunks blinked a few times before he brought his arms around her, pulling her form closer to him, his gaze dropping down to meet hers.
"What is it?" Trunks asked, ignoring his little 'Chan-tease" for now. She pulled away from him before walking over to her backpack which now laid still on the ground. She opened it up and took a moment to rummage through it before pulling a sheet of paper out. She walked back over to him and handed him the paper, which was red and in the shape of a heart.
Trunks blinked lightly and looked at Pan curiously. How could something as simple as a little admirer be so devastating to her? She should know by now that she was beautiful, despite her tomboyish side. She gestured with a nod at the card before turning away from him. He shook his head slowly before opening the card, reading over the lettering.
"I see you. Do you see me? Look around, Pan-chan. What will your death be? Sincerely, your secret admirer." Trunks read slowly, repeating it in a whisper soon after. He allowed the card to slip from his grip as his gaze rose up to her, shock resting in his icy blue eyes.
-Kayna
Trunks rolled over in his bed, letting an annoyed groan register from deep in his throat. He brought his pillow closer to him, forming a ball of fluff before resting his chin upon it. He stared forward into oblivion with his crystal blue eyes, lightly pushing some of his lavender strands out of his field of vision with a light puff of air. His legs were entangled with his blankets, his clothes having been tossed about his room and leaving him in only his silk navy boxers.
"Pan..." Trunks whispered softly, the longing quite apparent in his voice. He rolled over onto his back, pulling the pillow to his chest before sighing deeply. He brought his eyes to a close and mumbled the girl's name once more before slipping off into his thoughts.
It had been three days since he had saw her last... Since the little 'incident' had happened. After Pan had left, she called up his sister, Bra, claiming that Trunks had been hitting on her. What lies! So maybe they were kind of true... Mostly true... All right, completely true. Trunks couldn't quite think of what had come over him that day. Never before had he let his feelings for her show that much. He would just have to get over her, what else could he do?
"But I love her..." Trunks whispered gently into the still air. He heard a soft giggle escape behind him and nearly jumped to the ceiling, succeeding to catch himself against the side of the bed before toppling to the floor. His breathing came in heavy gasps as he brought his icy gaze to rest upon the one who had interrupted his musings.
"You love who?" Bra said, taking a step forward before tilting her head to the side, brushing a few of her blue strands behind one ear. A gleeful smile lit her lips as she watched him with an interested gaze. Trunks mumbled a faint curse under his breath before taking hold of the side of the bed, pulling himself up before standing to his feet.
"Don't you have something better to do than listening in on private thoughts?" Trunks asked, shooting her an evil a glare after he had pulled on his black tank-top, walking over to grab a pair of khakis for today. Bra giggled once again before taking another step toward her brother.
"Obviously not... But it's not my fault that you were talking out loud. Anyway, I wanted to tell you that Pan is on her way over here... Behave." Bra stated with a teasing smile before turning around and walking out the door.
Trunks stood there blinking as he took a moment to let this all seep in. After three days, he would finally see his Pan-chan again! He hurried over to the window beside his bed, looking past the glass to check for the younger saiyan. Sure enough she was making her way towards their home, but she looked troubled. Her gaze darted from side to side, her black hair swishing at the turn of her head as she looked about her. She held her backpack close to her chest, her hands seeming to clutch it protectively.
This was certainly a side of her he had never seen before. Pan never really let fright get the best of her, at least not in public. But there she was, a fearful look resting in her soft brown eyes. He could detect a slight rise in her ki as she quickened her pace. Trunks slowly shook his head before pushing his window open. There was no way he was going to let her get to his house alone when she looked like this.
Trunks leaped from the window, taking flight until he figured he was close enough to her. He then lowered himself to the ground, landing behind her. He watched as her body stiffened before she turned around, swinging her backpack at him. He blinked a few times and jumped back, just barely missing the assault. Pan stared at him with wide eyes before she dropped her pack to the ground.
"Trunks..." Pan whispered, tears slowly welling up in her eyes before she threw herself into his embrace. Trunks blinked a few times before he brought his arms around her, pulling her form closer to him, his gaze dropping down to meet hers.
"What is it?" Trunks asked, ignoring his little 'Chan-tease" for now. She pulled away from him before walking over to her backpack which now laid still on the ground. She opened it up and took a moment to rummage through it before pulling a sheet of paper out. She walked back over to him and handed him the paper, which was red and in the shape of a heart.
Trunks blinked lightly and looked at Pan curiously. How could something as simple as a little admirer be so devastating to her? She should know by now that she was beautiful, despite her tomboyish side. She gestured with a nod at the card before turning away from him. He shook his head slowly before opening the card, reading over the lettering.
"I see you. Do you see me? Look around, Pan-chan. What will your death be? Sincerely, your secret admirer." Trunks read slowly, repeating it in a whisper soon after. He allowed the card to slip from his grip as his gaze rose up to her, shock resting in his icy blue eyes.