camouflage Camouflage
by: Mattel

Disclaimers: Standard disclaimers apply.

Author's Notes: Hello people.. well, lookie, i have a new font to play with.. ^^;; this time i didn't use verdana.. oh well.. since this would be my last day of vacation, I decided to make the most out of it... i wrote another chappy! so please be kind. This is a Trunks/Pan fiction and an alternate universe one to be more specified.

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Camouflage - Part Four
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"Mom, I'm home~!," Pan yelled from the front door upon entering their house. She turned to Trunks, who just smiled sheepishly at her, she smiled back a little, feeling a bit flustered. She turned away from him and made her way inside, she was followed by Trunks.

Videl poked her head from the kitchen, she was about to say something else when she noticed that she has company, "Oh my...," she muttered while she stared at Pan's companion.

Pan's brows shoot up as she stared at her mom, "MOM~!," she glared. Videl turned back her attention to her daughter, "Well.. it seems that you have a wonderful boyfriend.. would you mind if you introduce my future son-in-law?," Videl noted.

Pan and Trunks both blushed. Both fell silent till Pan decided to speak up, "Mom.. he's NOT my boyfriend, he's just a friend.. just an.. acquaintance..!," she explained, while Videl's eyes started darting from Pan to Trunks. Videl sighed.

Gathering her remaining dignity, Pan moved in between her mother and Trunks, "Mom, this is Trunks... and Trunks this is my mom,". Videl smiled at him knowingly, Trunks just remained uncomfortable and blushing, he shifted from side to side.

"Well.. then Trunks, it's good to meet you, anyway, Panny.. I got to get on with my work now..," Videl then turned to Trunks, "Hope you don't mind..," she said.

Trunks just shook his head, "Not at all..,"

At that Videl thoroughly disappeared into the kitchen. Pan muttered a little 'phew!' while dropping herself on the couch. Trunks finally let out his breath. He then turned to Pan who's sitting on the couch with eyes closed.

"I think I got to go now...," he informed her.

Pan cracked one of her eyes open and looked at Trunks in a sideway glance, "You're in a hurry?," she asked, while putting her arms at the back of her head.

Trunks just admired her open and simple personality.. not like the other girls who makes his life horrible by making him notice them when there's obviously nothing to be noticed about, "Well.. kinda..,"

Standing up on her feet Pan led Trunks to their doorway, "You haven't met my dad.. so it would be next time..," she said as Trunks moved out of her house.

"Yeah..," Trunks trailed off as he stared at Pan's dark but starry eyes, there's something in there that he couldn't quite place, he gave it up.

Pan threw him a smirk after catching him staring at her, she felt her heart skipped a beat, "Aren't you going to tell me where you live?," she joked.

Trunks seemed to be mesmerized by her alluring mouth that he forgot himself, "You could visit me anytime at the Palace...," he then snapped wide open his eyes. 'Baka!' he cursed himself as he looked at her expression. She was still wearing her smile, which widened a bit. She punched him playfully directly on the head, "As if," she said, "Anyway.. you gonna go spar with Uncle Goten tomorrow?," she said changing the subject.

Sighing with relief Trunks nodded to Pan, "Yeah... so I gotta go now.. see ya 'round!," at that he blasted off to the sky, his thoughts in chaos.

'Good thing she thought I was joking.. or my cover would be blown.. but what would be her expression if she knew who I really am?,' he thought as the Palace came into view, he quickly snapped back into reality when remembered what he just did.

"I'm going to be dead.. I just know it," he muttered as he flew to his room by the window and changed to his prince's clothes.

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Surprisingly there was no Bardock around that day and after a while Trunks was informed that Bardock was busy with something regarding the defense section of Vegeta-sei. Trunks inwardly smiled. He wasn't caught... yet.

He just spent his time lying on his bed reliving the thoughts and events he had with Pan. He refreshed the feelings he felt when she was around, he felt whole, complete and strong. What's the matter with him?

'It couldn't be that I am falling in LOVE,.. my dad's gonna get it.. ' he thought as he envision his father, King Vegeta, when he confront him and tell him that he was falling for a 3rd class saiyajin. 'Hey.. I'm still not sure if I really am...' he thought.

After a while he heard a faint knock on his door, "Come in, it's open," he called, never even bothering to stand up. He eyed the woman who opened the door. She couldn't compare to Pan, she was rather plain than her. Trunks turned away, uninterested.

"What do you want?," he asked, staring at the ceiling.

The female saiyan bowed her head in respect, "His Royal highness and the Queen wants your presence at the dinner this evening," she informed him.

Trunks sighed and got up, "Okay.. whatever. tell them I'm coming..," he said as the female closed the door behind her. After closing the door Trunks heard the female saiyan squeal with glee, muttering his name all the way. Trunks groaned, 'Females..,' he thought as he dressed himself in a more formal attire.

After dressing he quickly made his way down the royal dining room and found that his father was seated at the end of the table with his queen on his left along with his sister, Bra, that rarely leaves her room and then there's a vacant space located on right of Vegeta where Trunks always sit. Trunks then settled silently on his chair.

HIs mother, Queen Bulma, smiled at him warmly while King Vegeta cleared his throat taking Trunks attention to himself. Trunks looked at his father, he seems stressed and tensed. Bra just stared at him, her blue eyes sparkling with gaiety.

A female maid then came out pushing a cart with a silver platter on top of it. She stopped when she reached the table and put the huge platter at the center. After putting the main platter she proceeded to put their silver plates on front of the royal family. After her chores she quickly and silently went away.

But before Trunks could eat or move, Vegeta's voice came on slow and solid, "I have to talk with you,".

Trunks shivered and Bulma just eyed her husband, and shook her head softly as she continued eating on her own. Bra just stopped eating and stared at her father. Trunks managed to find his voice to answer his father.

"How come you want to talk to me, Father?," he asked as he slowly cuts off the meat and began eating. He looked at his father behind his lashes, and he could see that whatever that subject was.. it was a big thing for him.

"You're already 24 yrs. old.. and you must now find a mate, before you turn 25," King Vegeta stated. Bulma choked on the water she's been drinking while Trunks choked on his food, letting him turn blue. He quickly reached for some water, and after gulping it down, he eyed his father incredulously. He then heard Bra laughing softly at the background.

"WHAT?!," he almost yelled then he turned to his sibling that's still laughing, "Shut up Bra!," he couldn't believe that this was the subject he's been longing to talk about with him. Trunks just hated this subject, why won't they leave his personal life alone. When would he get a mate of his own is none of their business.

"Well.. it's good to know that you're already marrying someone, brother," Bra commented, her humour and mischievousness clearly written on her clear blue eyes. Vegeta eyed his daughter with such soft gaze that made Trunks think twice before deciding that his Father's still rude and uncaring.

"You could either pick some beautiful heiress from other planets, like Princess Victoria from one of our allied planets.. or you could..," Vegeta continued and Trunks tuned out from the rest of it. He didn't want to hear anything. What about his chances to Pan?.

'Wait.. father would sure have a fit if he learns that I have a passion for a 3rd class commoner..' he thought. While finishing his meal. He then snapped out of his reverie when he heard his father pause.

"So what do you think? who would you choose?..," he asked, his cold coal-black eyes eyeing him. Measuring him, he broke the stare.

"I'm not choosing a mate yet," at that Trunks put down his table napkin on the table and walked out the dining room. Leaving Bulma and Bra gaping at him while Vegeta stared hard at his son.

"So.. father.. when would I get the chance to choose a mate?," Bra suddenly asked, changing the subject.

Bulma just sweatdropped and flashed her husband a weak smile. Vegeta just smirked, no one would take his daughter away from him yet. It's not yet her time.

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It was late evening, the Son's house was still noisy and still preparing for dinner when Gohan walked inside. Pan quickly rose from her seat and placed a welcoming kiss to his father's cheek.

"Hi dad," Pan greeted as she seated herself back on her seat and continued reading the book she's been looking into a while ago. Videl came out from the kitchen and greeted her husband by pressing a kiss on Gohan's lips.

"Welcome home, dear," she greeted as she returned to the kitchen, "Dinner would be ready anytime..," she called while turning back her attention to the food she's been cooking.

Goten just nodded towards his brother, "Well, you couldn't expect me to kiss you a 'welcome home' kiss too right?," he joked which earned a light chuckle from her brother.

Videl then started laying plates on the table, she then looked at her husband who just seated on the couch engrossed with some conversation with his brother, "Well.. it looks like our Panny has a boyfriend already, dear," she called out, still preparing the table.

Both Goten, Gohan and Pan froze at the same instant.

"NANI?!," Gohan shouted, he then turned to Pan who's cowering on her book, "Is that true Pan?!,"

Pan covered her face in an attempt to hide her flaming face, she couldn't believe her mom did that!, "NO!," she said a little loudly, while sliding down on her seat.

Gohan was about to say something else when he heard Videl laughed, "Gotcha there Gohan..," she joked, still laughing, "I bet you nearly had a heart-attack right?,"

He then faced her wife, who's grinning at him mischievously, "Hey, Videl, don't scare me like that..," he reasoned, while walking towards his wife and entangling his arm on her waist.

"Oh well.. it's just that, Panny brought someone here a while ago.. and I must say he's quite a catch for my daughter," she commented while looking directly at the blushing Pan and gave her a knowing smile.

Goten then snapped his fingers, "Oh yeah!, I met him too.. the guy with lavender hair, right Videl?," he said, turning to his brother's wife. Videl just nodded.

"What was his name honey?," Videl asked Pan.

"I think his name was Trunks," Goten supplied for her, noticing that his niece was turning into a tomato every passing minute. Gohan just looked at his brother and his wife, then rested her gaze to Pan.

"Is he related to the Prince? I mean.. they have the same name, right?," Gohan asked.

Pan nodded numbly, "Yeah, they do have the same name, but they're not related though..," she quickly tried to calm herself.

Gohan just muttered an 'Oh' and resumed talking to his brother. Pan sighed, she suddenly felt thoroughly relived. At least she wasn't going to get killed by her dad by bringing some 'male' into their house.

Videl then came out and called them, "Hey, dinner's ready..," she said motioning to them.

Pan put down her book and started her way to the dining table, she wonders what things Trunks are doing presently.

"Oh well.. he'll be sparring with my uncle tomorrow, so I wouldn't worry whether I would see him again..," she murmured as she seated himself on her seat and began wolfing down her food.

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end of part four
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... to be continued ...
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Author's Notes: Well.. finally it's finished.. thank goodness, anyway, there~! there's some TP there, but not much romance, but then.. it's still TP~!.. so tell me what you think okay? your thoughts are vital to me. It would really help. Oh well.. g2g~!

Ja minna-chan
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