Friends Forever
By: Faye_Valentine00
Faye_Valentine00@hotmail.com
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Thanks for everyones reviews. I am sorry if my spelling or grammer is bad in this chapter but I am sick so please forgive me! Thanks Bunches! All the reviews mean the world to me! *Faye*
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Bra, Pan and Trunks all sat together on the couch. Pan was holding Trunks hand so tightly that her knuckles were white.
"How are we going to keep this from Mom and Dad? Trunks! If they find out, we may as well run away. If we don't, Dad will kill us." The panic on Bras face was obvious but Trunks could only manage a smirk.
"No... Dad will kill me. You're the little princess, remember?" Sarcasm was driped from his voice.
Bras ki began to raise dangerously high so Pan quickly jumped inbetween the siblings. "No one is killing anybody! This whole mess is my fault. If I hadn't played stupid games in high school then-"
Trunks put his arm around Pan. His argument with his sister was forgotten as he pulled her to his chest. "Its no ones fault. Lets just try to decide what we want to do."
"We could offer to buy the stock back." Bras eyes looked hopeful.
"You know, if we did, they'd charge us at least double what is is worth." Trunks groaned.
"You need to have a meeting with them." Pan said trying to be logical. "Maybe if you talk to them then you'll find out what they truely seek in buying all of our stock."
*** RING, RING, RING ***
Trunks looked over at the clock next to the phone. "Who calls at 4:30 in the morning?!"
Bra lifted the reciever. "Hello?"
"Bra! Wheres Trunks?! Have you seen the news? Its everywhere! When did Capsule Corp merge with Bradley and Frank Industries?" Gotens voice was so loud and paniced that all the demi-saiyans heard.
"WHAT?!" Bra dropped the phone and collasped into sobs on Pans shoulder.
This sitsuation, being the Briefs family business, Pan felt a little out of place. Although she felt responsible, the company dynamics were none of her business.
"Trunks, maybe I should go. I don't want to get into the way."
Trunks frowned before leaning over and kissing her gently. "Please stay. I really need you here right now. Besides, as my fiancee, the company is partially yours now too. You deserve to stay and see what happens."
"Okay." Pan couldn't help but smile in relief. "I love you."
"I love you too." Trunks smiled and cupped her cheek with his hand in a loving gesture before picking up the phone that Bra had dropped.
"Goten, its Trunks. Tell me everything you know."
*** 45 Minutes Later ***
The sun was starting to rise as Trunks set down the reciever 45 mins later.
"Goten will be right over."
Bra had composed herself and now sat back on the couch with red, swollen eyes and a torn-up tissue wadded up un her hand.
While they waited for Goten to show, Pan and Bra listened to the entire news report that Goten had heard. It seems that James Bradley contacted all the local, national and international media after buying up all of the avaliable stock of Capsule Corp. In a statement to the press, Bradley had said that Capsule Corp had become too large of an monopoly in the capsule business and that he planned to put an end to it.
When Trunks was done, Pans jaw dropped. "So you're saying that he opening admitted to trying to ruin the company?!"
Trunks opened his mouth to speak but another deep voice cut him off. "Yes and the worst part of it is that the media is eating it up."
"Goten!" Bra jumped into her boyfriends arms immediatly.
*** RING, RING, RING ***
Bra picked up the phone again. "Hello?"
"Well if it isn't the little princess Briefs." The male voice on the other end was dripping with malice.
"W-Who is this?" She was visably shaking and Goten made a grab for the phone but Trunks was faster.
"Who is this? James?!" His ki was so high that his eyes were flickering green every few seconds.
"You can call me, Mr. Bradley. Thank you very much."
"What do you want?"
"What else? I want to talk to my business partner."
"You are not my partner. I still own more of the company then you so don't ever forget it." The heavy, dangerous tone in his voice left nothing to the imagination about Trunks' feelings towards that man. "What do you want from me?"
"Well... as I see it, I owe you and that little fiancee of yours a little payback."
"Do I need to remind you that high school is over? Its been years since then. Don't tell me that you're so pathetic that you still hold a grudge."
"You can't-"
Trunks cut him off quickly. "Besides, that has nothing to do with business! Thats personal."
"Not anymore. We'll see who gets the last laugh. I'll be in your officve at 9am Monday morning for a meeting. Oh... and tell Pan that she never should have started something that she didn't intend to finish. Bye!" He hung up before Trunks couls say another word.
Trunks slammed down the phone and looked at the others. Bra had buried her her into Gotens shoulder again and he was trying to calm her. Pans eyes were wide open and welling with tears. Guilt was written all over her face.
Trunks sighed and tried to give Pan a hopeful smile but that just seemed to make things worse because tears began to roll down her cheeks. He held out his arms to her and she stepped into his warm embrace.
"I'm so so sorry, Trunks! I didn't know... I never thought anything like this would happen." She choked back some more sobs but kept her face buried into his shoulder.
He stroked her hair softly and fought back tears of his own. "Shhh... Its okay Pan. It will all be okay and if I had the chance, I'd do it all again as long as I could be with you." But even as he told her that it would all be okay, he could only hope that it would.
Goten and Trunks met each others eyes sternly. Without a word, both men knew that James Bradley would have to pay for putting them through this. They would just have to come up with a good plan.
Just then they heard a noise a the other end of the room and both men turned to see what it was.
Bulma saw Trunks and Goten standing silently in the living room with Pan and Bra crying at the shoulders. With neither girl being overly emotional, that sent off alarms in her head.
"Whats going on in here?"
All four demi-saiyans jumped to attention and looked at Bulma speechless, like deer in headlights.
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Next Chapter ~ The little white lie to Bulma!
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