twisted panchan
NOTE: No, I do not own DB, DBZ, or DBGT. I do not even come CLOSE to owning a single one of them so don't bother TRYING to sue me. I'll sick Mirai no Trunks on you if you do. Also, you'd only get like 5 cents so what's the point of it anyway? twisted panchan is broke half the time so no point in suing.
EXTRA NOTE: I just *luv* Michelle Branch. So I might use some of her songs and they OBVIOUSLY would not belong to me. Also, ANY of her songs could be soundtrack for this. ESPECIALLY All You Wanted, my personal fave. I think it's *THE BEST* T/P song ever. I also like Goodbye to You, You Set Me Free, Here With Me, Sweet Misery, and basically everything.
YET ANOTHER EVIL, EVIL NOTE: twisted panchan is NOT insane. If you dare say so I will thwap you over the head with my Science textbook. Yes, I'm still a student. Of course, considering it's ME we're talking about, I'm a genius. And I'm NOT a little kid.
VILE, EVIL, MANIACAL NOTE OF DOOM AND S.O.D.: None of the planets mentioned in this fic actually exist. Only Vejitasei and Chikyuusei actually exist in DB, DBZ, and DBGT. I made up Tamasei and any other planet or people mentioned. I will have EVEN MORE references to other planets in the next few chapters when this dumb gala ball finally gets STARTED. I DEFINATELY made up Namiosei and the vile ad wretched Namiojins. Don't you just hate them? Don't worry, they'll be back in the fic soon. I think. I don't really know when they'll be back.
THE LAST NOTE(I THINK): This chapter is kinda depressing AND full of cliffhanger parts, y'know like when I have all those little parts and have one that ends in a cliffhanger that you have to wait a bunch of parts to see the conclusion of. This fic IS going to generally get more and more depressing so please don't be offended by some things in it.
OOPS, THAT WASN'T THE LAST NOTE: If you own any planet or character or twisted personality or what that's somewhat like one in this fic, I most likely did not steal and merely came up with the idea myself. I hope I offend no one. Hey, we're all sort of friends here, right?
Chapter Two:
My Shooting Star
Son Satan Videl slumped into a chair lazily. Her little girl was gone, gone now, gone forever. It seemed just yesterday her little Panny was running into the house screaming "Kaachan, kaachan, guess what?" But no longer. Panny had grown up, entered her teenage years. Panny had moved out. Panny had her own apartment.
Videl wiped a solitary tear from her cheek and pressed a piece of orange cloth to her eye to stop the tears from running down like water spilling over the edge of a glass. Panny's old bandanna.
"I don't need it anymore kaachan," she had said a few days before she moved out. "You can have it. I have a few new ones but I think I'm gonna try something new. Y'know, give it a whirl. Like maybe a headband or something. Definately not barrettes."
And Videl had smiled at her daughter, fully accepting the trivial explanation. Because she knew that was Panny's way of saying "I'm gonna change for the better kaachan. A big change. I'm gonna grow up."
Panny didn't like expressing herself. So she did it in other small, less significant ways. Maybe Panny would fall in love. No, Panny still thought that was stupid, right?
Videl didn't know.
Panny barely ever talked to her anymore. Panny didn't confide her secrets to anyone. Not anyone. Videl sighed sadly. She didn't want to admit it. But it was true. Panny didn't really need her or Gohan anymore.
Well, actually, Gohan would never admit that.
She allowed herself to have a small chuckle at that. Nope, Gohan didn't want to know his baby girl didn't need him anymore. She wiped the tears away with the bandanna and smiled. She wouldn't cry anymore.
For Panny.
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Bura Briefs Vejita smiled wickedly. Her brother was gonna go ballistic. She took the video-camera out of her pockets and set it to film everything. She couldn't afford to miss a moment of this *precious* moment.
Trunks was taking a different approach to this moment. How dare his father place this upon him?! He was, literally, shaking in rage. This wasn't fair. Not one bit. He was one inch from going super saiyajin. One inch.
"And your mate for life is..."
Vejita began the process, pausing for a moment. He did not like his late mate's choice for this. A Son. That meant a relative of Kakkarot, or Goku, as his late mate had called the third-class idiot.
But no more.
He would not let that clown haunt him. Never would Kakkarot haunt him. Never. Never. Never. Kakkarot was an imbecile. No member of his family deserved to mate with the royal bloodline.
But, it was Buruma's last wish. And that was why he would try to honor it...
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"Goten! Get over here right now!" Tomoseijou, Queen of Tamasei, called to her raven-haired son. "Coming, mother." Dressed in a black suit with a bloodred tie and a black-striped white dress shirt, Goten walked in the room.
"Why do I have to go to this dumb gala ball anyway?" he whined pitifully.
"So you can find a mate. You've been single too long. For Kami's sake Goten, you're seventeen and you're mate-less."
Goten sighed. "I like being single."
"Well, you still need a mate."
"But MOMMEE!"
"No but 'mommee's this time young man."
"Hai, hai."
Still, general grumbles from Goten.
But one speck of sunshine peeks through in his mind. At least Bura's going to be there. Hey, waitta minute, she's a girl and she' s my friend. That is NOT good. Mommy will probably want her to be my mate or something. Oh, no. I hate this vile wretched ball.
Tomoseijou sees the look on Goten's face and grins wickedly. He obviously met someone today...
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How dare he! He refused her, that cold-blooded jerk. Just like that. Just like she was nothing, was no one. As if she was not the first class warrior Marron Chestnut. Baby blue eyes steamed with tears, but she stubbornly held them back.
She would not cry for this fallen angel's rejection. She distantly remembered some lyrics of the song Flowers on the Grave.
"I'm drifting underneath the sea
Oh, fallen angel, please save me"
Her voice was sweet and clear, not perfect, but certainly good. The song was written by the cousin of same girl in the cafe with Toronksu. Son Pan, cousin of Son Mira.
A third class warrior.
Marron Chestnut once again wondered the justness of life. How come a third class warrior was allowed to be next to him, to be with him in public without him scowling or something?
And she couldn't touch him.
His eyes told her that much. Cold and icy blue with revilement written in one look. He was cold as stone, virtually untouchable.
And in her grief, Marron smiled. Toronksu would see it her way. She had it all planned out.
After all, he couldn't resist the will of Vejita.
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Under a brilliant canvas of blue, just blues, flew a solitary female of approximately fifteen or sixteen. Short black hair barely reached her chin and pretty violet eyes stared out of long black lashes.
She wore a short purple minidress and long black boots that came up to her thighs. Son Mira, Pan's cousin. Mira landed on top an apartment building and jumped off the part of the ceiling that led to another about ten feet under it absentmindedly.
For Mira's mind was on other things. For instance, the gala ball tonight. She really didn't want to go but... She was going anyway, if only to see her cousin she hadn't seen in years.
With her luck, she'd probably run into that annoying and pompous Goten. "What. An. Idiot."
She kicked at some loose gravel with a narrow toe. Even with high heeled boots on, she was still incredibly short. I hate my height, she thought to herself. Why should I be cursed with shortness?
Mira walked down to her apartment and began to get ready. After all, if she was to go, she did want to look pretty.
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*Owari*
Yay! I finished Chapter Two!
Did anyone actually get the Marron Chestnut pun? Marron means chestnut in French and Japanese, so...
So, now who do you think Trunks's eternal mate is gonna be? There's a new Son in the running...
Well, if you can READ you know who it definately WON'T be. But only if you can READ. New poll alert.
Who should die out of these people?
A: Mira
B: Goten
C: Trunks
D: Pan
E: Marron
F: Videl
G: Kuririn
H: Bura
I: Goku
J: Chichi
Some of these characters haven't really shown up yet.
I know I have way to many choices, but... some of them won't die no matter what. I just put them in the choices to see what fans think.
I might kill off the choice of the fans.
I might not.
I want my GameCube! I want MY Golden Sun too and Luigi's Mansion and my personal CD player and....
I'm ranting
sighs
Oh well, ja ne
twisted panchan