Little did he know when he popped his Metal Gear Solid 2 disc into his PS2 that
it would be a normal day. He was now 29, and yet, he still loved to play video
games. The president of a major corparation, one of the most popular in the
World. At work, Trunks had a fanclub of drooling women(As always), and his
secretary always had a reason to be in his office. He sighed, glad that the
holidays were finally here, so he could rest.
Across the world, in Chicago,a yound raven-haired woman strolled up the stairs to her apartment, fumbled the key into the lock, and stepped inside. These last 4 years had been difficult, first finding an apartment, then having to share it with a talkative teenager. Pan was 21 now, and lived with an 18 year old girl, who attended the same colledge as her. Everyday, when she came home she was greeted with a "Hiya Pan! How was your day?!" Everyday, she knew the answer to her own questions because she was in all the same classes with Pan, sitting either close to her or next to her.
Trunks was happy Capsule Corp. decided to take break for Christmas, and was anxious to see everyone again. Gosh, has it really been 4 years since I last saw her? he asked himself. He had been around with other women, but when he thought of her, his heart felt... complete.
"Oi" said Pan, with a sigh of hapiness. Her school was letting out for Christmas, for 6 weeks. She was going back to Japan to visit for Christmas. Grandpa Goku, and Grandma Chichi, Uncle Goten, Bra, Mom, Dad, Bulma, Vegeta, Juuhachi, Krillin, Chaoutzu and Tien... and... Trunks. She thought, and on Trunks' name her heart skipped a few beats. She hadn't seen him in 4 years. Last time, he was sparring with her. She remembered it clearly.
She was 17, he was 25, he had more experiance, muscle, speed, and agility than she did. She had wanted to tell him, tell him how much she loved him, but he had refused to listen, and insisted on a spar with her before she left. She was saddened, and sparred with him. After the spar, on her flight to the US, she began to cry, thinking that he didn't love her back.
She sighed heavily, and as expected, here came the questions. "Wha's wrong Pan?" "Are you okay?" "Homesick?" etc. etc. She growled, and stood, grabbed her plane ticket and walked out the door with her bags. Her roomate waved to her, as she trekked through the snow to her Taxi.
He pulled his white T-Shirt over his white Wifebeater(muscle shirt). He looked himself in the mirror, making sure he looked allright. He was clad in blue jeans, a white shirt, a black belt tied around his waist, and a pair of white K-Swiss that where not laced up, but knotted at the end so the shoelaces would not come out. He fixed his hair, smiling at his reflection. His mother, sister, and Vegeta(Yes, Vegeta) walked to Trunks' Lime Green Spyder Eclipse. He reved the engine twice, Vegeta setting shotgun next to him. He backed out of the driveway, then shifted it into 1st and drove to the Japan International Airport.
She waited about 5 minutes as the plane Taxied, and she was suprised it did not take longer due to the ice and snow.
*(Chapter 2 soon to come!)*
Across the world, in Chicago,a yound raven-haired woman strolled up the stairs to her apartment, fumbled the key into the lock, and stepped inside. These last 4 years had been difficult, first finding an apartment, then having to share it with a talkative teenager. Pan was 21 now, and lived with an 18 year old girl, who attended the same colledge as her. Everyday, when she came home she was greeted with a "Hiya Pan! How was your day?!" Everyday, she knew the answer to her own questions because she was in all the same classes with Pan, sitting either close to her or next to her.
Trunks was happy Capsule Corp. decided to take break for Christmas, and was anxious to see everyone again. Gosh, has it really been 4 years since I last saw her? he asked himself. He had been around with other women, but when he thought of her, his heart felt... complete.
"Oi" said Pan, with a sigh of hapiness. Her school was letting out for Christmas, for 6 weeks. She was going back to Japan to visit for Christmas. Grandpa Goku, and Grandma Chichi, Uncle Goten, Bra, Mom, Dad, Bulma, Vegeta, Juuhachi, Krillin, Chaoutzu and Tien... and... Trunks. She thought, and on Trunks' name her heart skipped a few beats. She hadn't seen him in 4 years. Last time, he was sparring with her. She remembered it clearly.
She was 17, he was 25, he had more experiance, muscle, speed, and agility than she did. She had wanted to tell him, tell him how much she loved him, but he had refused to listen, and insisted on a spar with her before she left. She was saddened, and sparred with him. After the spar, on her flight to the US, she began to cry, thinking that he didn't love her back.
She sighed heavily, and as expected, here came the questions. "Wha's wrong Pan?" "Are you okay?" "Homesick?" etc. etc. She growled, and stood, grabbed her plane ticket and walked out the door with her bags. Her roomate waved to her, as she trekked through the snow to her Taxi.
He pulled his white T-Shirt over his white Wifebeater(muscle shirt). He looked himself in the mirror, making sure he looked allright. He was clad in blue jeans, a white shirt, a black belt tied around his waist, and a pair of white K-Swiss that where not laced up, but knotted at the end so the shoelaces would not come out. He fixed his hair, smiling at his reflection. His mother, sister, and Vegeta(Yes, Vegeta) walked to Trunks' Lime Green Spyder Eclipse. He reved the engine twice, Vegeta setting shotgun next to him. He backed out of the driveway, then shifted it into 1st and drove to the Japan International Airport.
She waited about 5 minutes as the plane Taxied, and she was suprised it did not take longer due to the ice and snow.
*(Chapter 2 soon to come!)*