By: Mattel
Disclaimer: Standard disclaimers apply.
Author's Notes: Here I am again, writing another chapter of this fic, I'm still high and couldn't contain my addiction to TP. Sorry, but bear with me. This is the *real* me. Oh well.. I wish that if you haven't read the sidenote chapter for this series, well, you should, you might be confused. So please bear with it. It has a slight B/V flavor. ^^;; couldn't help but insert a little of my other fave. couple.
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Camouflage - Part Three
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"Really Uub, she's really pretty," Trunks told Uub for about a... millionth time. Uub tried hard not to chuckle, "yeah, yeah..," he said, waving the prince off, signaling to get over with it.
Trunks protested, "Really Uub, she got that really cute silky black hair and--," he was cut off by Uub.
"-- she got the Vegeta-sei's most amazing eyes.. yeah, yeah..," Uub supplied before Trunks could continue.
Trunks stood up from where he's been lying and looked at Uub, "How did you know? you have seen her?," he asked, puzzled.
Uub sighed from exasperation, "Geez.. Trunks, you lost it, you've told me that for at least a thousand times, how could anyone forget?," he said.
"Oh," was the only thing Trunks said while he dropped to his back and stretched on his back.
Uub shook his head, knowing that his prince has now lost his sense to a commoner. He decided to leave Trunks alone, he about to turn the door knob when Trunks spoke.
".. and you know what? she's got the most amazing name.. Pan..," he muttered.
Uub fought the urge to laugh aloud since it was completely out of character for him to chase commoners, "You are soo.. out," he remarked as he opened the door and walked out shutting the door softly behind him.
"Well.. it's true," Trunks murmured as he stared at the ceiling, maybe tomorrow he could stow away without anyone knowing, not even Uub, besides, he still have the clothes.
Trunks smirked evilly. He just know it would be of good purpose.
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"Say Panny, your mom told me you've met someone at the market today," Gohan remarked while eating their dinner.
Pan looked at her dad, arching her eyebrows and then looked at her mom who's smiling apologetically.
"Well.. it's nothing dad.. really," she said as she continued digging through her meal like her uncle was doing to his. Now that she noticed her uncle, Goten seemed to be more silent than ever.
Gohan shot his daughter a prying look but had let it pass, since if her daughter told him that it was nothing.. then it must be. He still trusted his daughter at all cost. He knew that she's old and responsible enough to take care of herself.
"Oi~! Uncle Goten~!," Pan said crooning over Goten to make herself be noticed, which she successfully did. Goten turned his eyes from his food to his niece. He forced a smile.
Pan frowned at his obviously "forced" smile, she leaned in and stretched Goten's cheek as far as it could go, to make his face much more cheerful. She laughed at his face, same with Videl and Gohan.
Goten glared at Pan but laughed afterwards, it was really funny, he doesn't need to be taught about the funny thing, he turned to his brother who's looking at him silently. Goten gave him a 'what?' look. He slapped Pan's hands away from his face.
"Hey, cut it out~!," he told her playfully. Pan gave him a smile.
Gohan continued to look at his brother and then let out a sigh of exasperation, "Okay, Goten.. tell me what's bothering you, you don't look like you're yourself.. much more, act like yourself," he told him pointedly.
Videl just nodded through a mouthful, but her worry could be seen and was outlined on her facial features. Goten sighed.
"Well.. I'm just.. kind of.. nervous, that's all..," he said softly. Pan then finished her meal and pounced on her uncle, "why? you aren't usually nervous, so what makes you, now?," she asked, good-naturedly.
Gohan smiled, he was glad that his daughter was obviously talking Goten out of his nervousness, "Say Goten.. what is it about?,"
Goten looked around and sighed inaudibly, "I finally got a job," he said at last.
Pan punched him playfully at the back of his skull, "Well dummy, it isn't something to be nervous about.., anyway, where would you be working?,"
Both Gohan and Videl turned their undivided attention to their dear relative. Goten squirmed.
"At the Palace," he almost whispered.
Pan squealed for joy, and hugged her uncle tight, "Wow~!, you got the right to be nervous, but isn't it GRAND?!," she asked still clinging to her uncle's neck. Gohan smiled enthusiastically at his brother.
"That's a good news, anyway, what department would you be working?," he asked. Videl just eyed him curiously while continuing with her still unfinished food.
"Well.. I was assigned to work under the 'security department'..," he trailed off, remembering the tough saiyajin he had encountered a while ago and would be in charge of training the newcomers. It's not the saiyan's appearance that made him nervous, it was when he felt his tremendous power even if he's hiding half of it, Goten shivered at his memory. It would be tough. No doubts about it.
Gohan tried to laugh but he felt sorry for his brother, working under a security department would mean harder training, hard works and discipline and absolutely NO happy-go-lucky people.
Videl stood up from the table and began cleaning and taking off the dishes off the table, while mumbling something that sounded like 'good luck' to Goten.
Goten groaned, but at least he got some job. Even though it was hard, it was still a job with payment. He tried to push his nervous off him, but every time he remember the saiyan with the highest power level he ever met, he could just faint. He still remember that saiyan's name. It was Bardock.
Pan then came to him with a smile at her face, "So.. have you seen the prince?," she asked.
Goten eyed her warily, "No.. why have a sudden interest?," he asked, mainly out of curiosity.
Shaking her head, Pan heading to her room, "Nothing.. just asking," she said nonchalantly. Goten was now confused than ever. Why the hell would Pan want to know something about the prince?.
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Pan was wandering at the market early the next morning, she still have lots of things to buy, and most of them were rare.
"Oh well....," Pan trailed off as she scratched her head, trying to look around for stores that might have the stock for the items she needed to buy. She started to walk, looking around carefully.
"Well. It looks like you're early for today little Pan..," someone said from her behind, her heart raced. She suddenly felt hot all of a sudden, then she knew why, she was blushing!, 'what the hell?!' she asked herself as she tried to control her flaming face. He caught her off-guard again.
The mysterious person behind her walked on her front to face her, looking curiously at her, he quirked one of his uniquely-colored brows, "Huh? do you have a fever?," he asked as he take in her red-tinted face. He turned to touch her forehead when Pan backed away almost simultaneously. She shook her head.
"NO~!," she almost shouted, she was getting hysterical and all, but who could blame her, she had never had even one acquaintance with a gorgeous guy. Sure she had some guy comrades, but he was different. She then lowered her eyes, "I mean.. no.. I'm not sick..," she said softly.
'You better,' Trunks thought, at that Pan's eyes widen and she stared at his blue eyes, as if searching for something, "did you say something?," she asked cautiously. She eyed him closely, she could have sworn he said something, but it was kinda blurred. So she didn't heard most of the sentence.
Trunks thought he said the words aloud, but he was pretty damn sure he didn't, "Well.. I didn't say anything..," he said. Pan sighed and started to walk away from him. Trunks followed her again.
"You don't mind right?," he asked as he tagged along, it was his favorite hobby now, tagging along with this new girl. He likes her even more when she do that, ignoring him. That makes her different and closed. He loves mysterious things.
'YES I DO MIND WHEN A GUY TAGS BEHIND ME~!,' Pan screamed on her head, but tried to keep her cool in check, it wasn't like she's annoyed with him, tagging along.. in fact she liked it but it was making her pretty self-conscious.
"No.. I don't mind.. uh.. ," she seemed to have forgotten his name for a moment. She searched her brain for the name of the gorgeous guy who's been following her.
"Trunks," he supplied for her.
"Oh yeah.. Trunks.. right..," she mumbled. She was embarrassed. IT was embarrassing. She then walked around the marketplace and began buying the things she needed. She tried to avert her eyes off the guy with her although, occasionally when she bought something from a stall owner she knew they would ask her if he was her future mate or something which makes her really embarrassed and flustered. Trunks just laughed at it. Pan would just groan in response.
"So do you like to fight?," he suddenly asked her, striking up a conversation.
She looked at him briefly, "Yeah.. I even spar with my Uncle Goten," she said, "How about you?,"
At that he grew uncomfortable and he stiffened, but managed to mutter a yes.
They were silent for a little while Pan was continuing with her shopping. Pan then suddenly her uncle, she called out to him, "UNCLE GOTEN~!," she yelled. Which earned a look from Goten.
Goten started to walk towards his niece when he spotted that she was someone he doesn't know. Although he looks kinda.. good. He started to jog towards them.
"Hiya Panny," he greeted when he reached her niece and stared at her companion. He turned to Pan who just smiled sheepishly.
"Well.. Panny?," he asked, waiting for her niece to introduce him to the saiyan she's with.
Pan looked at Trunks who looked back at her strangely, she then cleared her throat and turned to her Uncle, "Well, Uncle Goten, this is Trunks, I just met him yesterday accidentally," she then turned to Trunks who's looking at Goten, "Well, Trunks.. this is my Uncle, Goten," she finished.
Goten handed out his hand and shook hands with Trunks, "Well, nice to meet ya~!," he said.
Trunks returned his greetings, "Well, you too," he told him.
Goten eyed Trunks strangely then something popped out of his mouth, "Any relations to the current prince of Vegeta-sei? isn't the Prince's name Trunks?," he asked sheepishly.
Trunks just smiled nervously, they're getting on a nervous topic, he just wishes that Pan's uncle wouldn't ask any more questions about his background or his cover would be blown.
But before he could reply, Pan answered his uncle first, "Well.. no.. he told me he's not related to him in anyway..," she then glared at his Uncle.
"She's right," Trunks said, supporting Pan's answer.
"Oh well.., so Trunks, maybe we could spar sometime?," he smiled, this Trunks guy looks strong, and he would be his perfect sparring partner.
Pan just punched him playfully on the head, "Uncle Goten~!," she half yelled. She sighed exasperatingly, leave it to her uncle to make things embarrassing and too forward.
Trunks cracked a grin, Pan's uncle was kinda cool, he was kind of strong too and perfect to be a sparring partner, besides, he wouldn't turn down to find some more time with the black-haired girl wonder.
"Sure, anytime," he told Goten.
"Cool.. how 'bout tomorrow morning? Pan would show you our house.. right Pan?," he asked, nudging at her shocked niece, "Pan?,"
Pan then snapped out of her trance and smiled, "fine.. okay.. I'm on my way home anyway..," she turned towards Trunks, "You coming?," she asked.
"You bet," he answered, trying hard not to sound too eager.
Goten smiled knowingly and bid them good-bye. Pan kissed him on the cheek as for good luck for his new job, "Good luck, Uncle Goten" she whispered.
"Thanks Panny," he answered.
Pan turned to Trunks, "Well.. let's go, I still need to introduce you to my parents..," she smiled at him warmly.
Trunks fought the urge to smile that wide and idiotic smile that would absolutely turned the girls down, "Okay..," he said. His dad and Bardock would NOT like this, he just know it.. but who cares?
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end of part three
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..to be continued..
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Author's Notes: Well.. that's part three.. I hope you liked it, there's not much TP romance here, but I'm just starting to form the plot here.. ^^;; anyway, please leave some little comments it would help me a lot. I swear.. ^^;; oh well..
Ja minna-chan.
