Disclaimer: See someone else's fic for one! Nah just kidding. I do not own Dragonball Z or it's characters. I only use it for my storied. If you do sue me you'd get nothing except a couple of Christina Aguilera singles and chocolate that helps me to stay up and write these. I make no profit. Oh and Akira Toriyama owns Dragonball Z and it's characters.
Authors Notes: Well since my other fic didn't do very well my self esteem is going down. So I'm making a t/p fic which I know you'll all read and review! Well of course there'll be more chapters, would I leave you hanging? Of course not! Well I really hope you enjoy this. It's 1:05am here and my eyes are kinda droopy. ~_~ hehe well read on! Haven't written t/p for a while...okay NOW read ehehehe
When she was sixteen a part of herself was torn apart. Torn away from her whole being making her incomplete. Now she was twenty-one and not the same. She had changed. That part of her that was torn away completed her and since it had been torn, it had been slowly eating at herself. Pan changed. From the loving, caring, happy and care-free Pan, she was now someone different. She went through great depression and then afterwards, became someone different. Totally oppisite. The Pan that she was, had been torn apart, she needed one part to keep it together and that part was taken away. So the foundations of her personality were taken away and so it changed her drastically. She was now uptight and tense. She was never happy and spent most of her days miserably. She loved, but silently. She never showed love again. She only showed it to people whom she knew wouldn't take it and stomp on it. Which was what changed her in the first place.
~*Flashback*~
It had been the perfect day and from the looks of it, it looked like he had at least a little bit of feelings for her. Trunks had spent the entire day with her just talking, sparring, laughing and swimming in the beach. Now they were lying on the beach at sunset, the only sound was the waves lapping onto the sand. Everything was perfect. Pan had enjoyed her day very much and so had Trunks. Now they were enjoying the sunset a comfortable silence upon them. Pan knew now was her only chance to tell him.
"Trunks?" Pan asked timidly.
"Yeah?" Trunks turned away from the sunset to look into her dark eyes.
"What...what would you do if...if I had feelings for you. As in, more than a friend?" Pan asked even more timidly.
"What like a crush?"
"No. Like love. No actually, what if I was in love with you? What if I am?"
"Pan, I'm sorry. I don't feel that way about you. Besides you'll get over this silly little crush."
Pan sat up angrily at the words 'silly little crush'.
"Trunks. This isn't some silly little crush that all your fangirls have on you!" Pan exclaimed angrily, slamming her fist into the sand.
"No Pan. I think I know what love is. You wouldn't know you're too young!" Trunks shouted, matching her tone of voice.
That did it. She snapped. The words 'silly little crush' and 'you're too young' rang in her ears as she stood up. Her eyes began to glaze over.
"Too young!? Don't you get it Trunks!? I'm IN LOVE with YOU!" Pan shouted as she felt a tear drop onto hrer cheek.
"How would you know!" Trunks snarled.
"Because I've loved since I can remember and I've turned down every guy because they weren't YOU!" Pan shouted as more tears began to pour out.
"Look Pan, you'll find someone your age and you'll be happy!" Trunks cried frustratedly.
"Don't you get it Trunks! I want YOU!" Pan replied as she began to break down.
"No you don't! You're too young to know the difference between a silly little crush and love!" Trunks cried angrily.
Pan broke down to the ground, she never liked to cry. She never did cry. But here she was crying. She was overcome with anger and pain as she heard 'you're too young' and 'silly little crush' in the same sentence. He didn't understand. No one did. Anger began to take over her body as she stood up. Her crying had stopped and now she was angry. More than angry. No word could describe what she was feeling at that moment. She felt hatred towards him. Utter hatred.
She began to scream as she felt raw power fill her body. She clenched her hands into a fist, her extremely short nails digging into the skin in her palms. Blood began to poor seethe out of her palms as she screamed. Her power went way beyond ssj. Her level was about ssj2 when she began a transformation.
She became more curved and slender. Her body grew a little. Her hair fell to her butt and instead of black, it was now silver. Like mercury only more metallic. It shimmered as it waved in the soft wind. Her eyes were no longer soft black. But cold green. Distant and cold. Angry too. Especially angry. She looked older. Much older. She looked nineteen, when she was only sixteen and apparently too young to know what love was.
She glared at the now slightly scared Trunks.
"I love you. No Trunks. I loved you. I loved you. Not only do you rip my heart up, but you stomp on it too. Claiming that I do not know what love is and that this is a silly little crush. I know that this isn't a crush. That it wasn't a crush. I hope you suffer loneliness Trunks. I hope someday you feel what I feel now. Then maybe, maybe you'd understand. But it wont matter. I won't ever feel the same for you Trunks. I hope you know that you've taken a part of my soul. What about you? Saying I don't know what love is, when week after week I watch you bring a different girl in. Is that love Trunks? IS IT?! TELL ME WHAT IS LOVE SINCE YOU KNOW SO MUCH ABOUT IT?!! YOU THE MASTER OF LOVE!! MAYBE I SHOULD TAKE A GUY HOME EVERY WEEK. THEN MAYBE I'D KNOW WHAT LOVE WAS!?! WOULD I?!! WOULD THAT BRING ME CLOSER TO KNOWING IF WHAT I FELT FOR YOU WAS LOVE?! TELL ME TRUNKS!?!? TELL ME!??! WHAT IS LOVE!?!?!?" Pan screamed.
Trunks was speechless. She was right. Who was he to say what love was? But he realised it was too late when Pan collapsed onto the sand, her hair flickered back to black and her body shrinking back to normal.
~*End Flashback*~
Pan stood staring out her window, a single tear making it's way down her cheek as she remembered that painful memory. The one that made her hatred for Trunks grow stronger and stronger. One day she'd make him realise what she felt. One day.
Author's Notes: Well here is the first chapter! I promise more chapters! I do! Please review please. Well next chapter will come soon since it's school holidays now YAY! Well keep an eye out!
Authors Notes: Well since my other fic didn't do very well my self esteem is going down. So I'm making a t/p fic which I know you'll all read and review! Well of course there'll be more chapters, would I leave you hanging? Of course not! Well I really hope you enjoy this. It's 1:05am here and my eyes are kinda droopy. ~_~ hehe well read on! Haven't written t/p for a while...okay NOW read ehehehe
When she was sixteen a part of herself was torn apart. Torn away from her whole being making her incomplete. Now she was twenty-one and not the same. She had changed. That part of her that was torn away completed her and since it had been torn, it had been slowly eating at herself. Pan changed. From the loving, caring, happy and care-free Pan, she was now someone different. She went through great depression and then afterwards, became someone different. Totally oppisite. The Pan that she was, had been torn apart, she needed one part to keep it together and that part was taken away. So the foundations of her personality were taken away and so it changed her drastically. She was now uptight and tense. She was never happy and spent most of her days miserably. She loved, but silently. She never showed love again. She only showed it to people whom she knew wouldn't take it and stomp on it. Which was what changed her in the first place.
~*Flashback*~
It had been the perfect day and from the looks of it, it looked like he had at least a little bit of feelings for her. Trunks had spent the entire day with her just talking, sparring, laughing and swimming in the beach. Now they were lying on the beach at sunset, the only sound was the waves lapping onto the sand. Everything was perfect. Pan had enjoyed her day very much and so had Trunks. Now they were enjoying the sunset a comfortable silence upon them. Pan knew now was her only chance to tell him.
"Trunks?" Pan asked timidly.
"Yeah?" Trunks turned away from the sunset to look into her dark eyes.
"What...what would you do if...if I had feelings for you. As in, more than a friend?" Pan asked even more timidly.
"What like a crush?"
"No. Like love. No actually, what if I was in love with you? What if I am?"
"Pan, I'm sorry. I don't feel that way about you. Besides you'll get over this silly little crush."
Pan sat up angrily at the words 'silly little crush'.
"Trunks. This isn't some silly little crush that all your fangirls have on you!" Pan exclaimed angrily, slamming her fist into the sand.
"No Pan. I think I know what love is. You wouldn't know you're too young!" Trunks shouted, matching her tone of voice.
That did it. She snapped. The words 'silly little crush' and 'you're too young' rang in her ears as she stood up. Her eyes began to glaze over.
"Too young!? Don't you get it Trunks!? I'm IN LOVE with YOU!" Pan shouted as she felt a tear drop onto hrer cheek.
"How would you know!" Trunks snarled.
"Because I've loved since I can remember and I've turned down every guy because they weren't YOU!" Pan shouted as more tears began to pour out.
"Look Pan, you'll find someone your age and you'll be happy!" Trunks cried frustratedly.
"Don't you get it Trunks! I want YOU!" Pan replied as she began to break down.
"No you don't! You're too young to know the difference between a silly little crush and love!" Trunks cried angrily.
Pan broke down to the ground, she never liked to cry. She never did cry. But here she was crying. She was overcome with anger and pain as she heard 'you're too young' and 'silly little crush' in the same sentence. He didn't understand. No one did. Anger began to take over her body as she stood up. Her crying had stopped and now she was angry. More than angry. No word could describe what she was feeling at that moment. She felt hatred towards him. Utter hatred.
She began to scream as she felt raw power fill her body. She clenched her hands into a fist, her extremely short nails digging into the skin in her palms. Blood began to poor seethe out of her palms as she screamed. Her power went way beyond ssj. Her level was about ssj2 when she began a transformation.
She became more curved and slender. Her body grew a little. Her hair fell to her butt and instead of black, it was now silver. Like mercury only more metallic. It shimmered as it waved in the soft wind. Her eyes were no longer soft black. But cold green. Distant and cold. Angry too. Especially angry. She looked older. Much older. She looked nineteen, when she was only sixteen and apparently too young to know what love was.
She glared at the now slightly scared Trunks.
"I love you. No Trunks. I loved you. I loved you. Not only do you rip my heart up, but you stomp on it too. Claiming that I do not know what love is and that this is a silly little crush. I know that this isn't a crush. That it wasn't a crush. I hope you suffer loneliness Trunks. I hope someday you feel what I feel now. Then maybe, maybe you'd understand. But it wont matter. I won't ever feel the same for you Trunks. I hope you know that you've taken a part of my soul. What about you? Saying I don't know what love is, when week after week I watch you bring a different girl in. Is that love Trunks? IS IT?! TELL ME WHAT IS LOVE SINCE YOU KNOW SO MUCH ABOUT IT?!! YOU THE MASTER OF LOVE!! MAYBE I SHOULD TAKE A GUY HOME EVERY WEEK. THEN MAYBE I'D KNOW WHAT LOVE WAS!?! WOULD I?!! WOULD THAT BRING ME CLOSER TO KNOWING IF WHAT I FELT FOR YOU WAS LOVE?! TELL ME TRUNKS!?!? TELL ME!??! WHAT IS LOVE!?!?!?" Pan screamed.
Trunks was speechless. She was right. Who was he to say what love was? But he realised it was too late when Pan collapsed onto the sand, her hair flickered back to black and her body shrinking back to normal.
~*End Flashback*~
Pan stood staring out her window, a single tear making it's way down her cheek as she remembered that painful memory. The one that made her hatred for Trunks grow stronger and stronger. One day she'd make him realise what she felt. One day.
Author's Notes: Well here is the first chapter! I promise more chapters! I do! Please review please. Well next chapter will come soon since it's school holidays now YAY! Well keep an eye out!