Konichiwa, fellow T&P fans! I love this couple, but I hate the age
difference, so I changed it. Instead of being 14 years apart, Trunks is 10
years younger, making Trunks and Pan 4 years apart. Same with Goten, he's
10 years younger, too, although I'm not sure how far apart Goten and Bra
will be, considering the fact that I don't pay much attention to their
ages. P.S. I don't own dbz. I wish I did, though, well, at least, I wish
I owned Trunks . . . but, neways, I hope you enjoy my story! ^.^
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It has been so many years, and life out by the ocean just doesn't give Pan that get-away feeling anymore. She had loved the ocean ever since she was a little kid, and always wanted to live there. When she moved to Hawaii to go to college four years ago, it felt new, like an adventure, and she was so young, she was only 20. But that special feeling just doesn't hang around anymore. It's like something far away, something that she can't reach, almost like Trunks.
Even when she goes to see the whole family on Christmas Eve, it's only for a day, and the friendship between Trunks and Pan deteriorated. She hardly sees him now, with all the work. Last year, she wasn't able to go and visit them because of the major exams.
Pan decided to move back to Japan, since she received her degree in engineering. She can't wait to see their faces again, and Videl says that Trunks has changed a lot since last Christmas. So did Pan. She cut her hair, and her body had changed shape as well, for she was growing up from a teenager to a woman. Kia said that the Sons would have a real though time noticing her. After all, it has been two years. She hadn't told them that she was coming, it was supposed to be a surprise.
She waited anxiously, squirming in her seat on the airplane. She was going to fly, but the Pacific is big, and she hasn't been training much lately.
While she sat in her seat, she drew sketches of the sunset on the Pacific; she became very good at it while in Hawaii. In Hawaii, her friend Kia, gave her the nickname of Akira. When Pan sat out on her porch and drew, it sounded like the waves said, Akira, Akira . . . so Kia called her that. Whenever Pan drew a picture of the water, she would always write Akira at the bottom instead on Son Pan.
"Fasten your seatbelts, we are experiencing mild turbulence . . ." said the attendant.
Pan strapped on her seatbelt, and put her sketches in her bag, strapping it onto her back. They should be landing in about ten minutes.
The plane began to rock around a little bit, and her drink began to shake. Pan leaned her head against the seat. Suddenly, there was a large jolt and an explosion. The plane started to plummet towards the ground. It spun around and around, and people around her began to scream, making Pan dizzy. Someone was trying to say something over the intercom, but it was too fuzzy to make out.
Pan tried to focus her energy and stop the plane from crashing into the ocean, but her head slammed against a piece of flying metal, and she was engulfed in black.
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Mwa ha ha ha ha! Cliffhanger! I'm okay.
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It has been so many years, and life out by the ocean just doesn't give Pan that get-away feeling anymore. She had loved the ocean ever since she was a little kid, and always wanted to live there. When she moved to Hawaii to go to college four years ago, it felt new, like an adventure, and she was so young, she was only 20. But that special feeling just doesn't hang around anymore. It's like something far away, something that she can't reach, almost like Trunks.
Even when she goes to see the whole family on Christmas Eve, it's only for a day, and the friendship between Trunks and Pan deteriorated. She hardly sees him now, with all the work. Last year, she wasn't able to go and visit them because of the major exams.
Pan decided to move back to Japan, since she received her degree in engineering. She can't wait to see their faces again, and Videl says that Trunks has changed a lot since last Christmas. So did Pan. She cut her hair, and her body had changed shape as well, for she was growing up from a teenager to a woman. Kia said that the Sons would have a real though time noticing her. After all, it has been two years. She hadn't told them that she was coming, it was supposed to be a surprise.
She waited anxiously, squirming in her seat on the airplane. She was going to fly, but the Pacific is big, and she hasn't been training much lately.
While she sat in her seat, she drew sketches of the sunset on the Pacific; she became very good at it while in Hawaii. In Hawaii, her friend Kia, gave her the nickname of Akira. When Pan sat out on her porch and drew, it sounded like the waves said, Akira, Akira . . . so Kia called her that. Whenever Pan drew a picture of the water, she would always write Akira at the bottom instead on Son Pan.
"Fasten your seatbelts, we are experiencing mild turbulence . . ." said the attendant.
Pan strapped on her seatbelt, and put her sketches in her bag, strapping it onto her back. They should be landing in about ten minutes.
The plane began to rock around a little bit, and her drink began to shake. Pan leaned her head against the seat. Suddenly, there was a large jolt and an explosion. The plane started to plummet towards the ground. It spun around and around, and people around her began to scream, making Pan dizzy. Someone was trying to say something over the intercom, but it was too fuzzy to make out.
Pan tried to focus her energy and stop the plane from crashing into the ocean, but her head slammed against a piece of flying metal, and she was engulfed in black.
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Mwa ha ha ha ha! Cliffhanger! I'm okay.
