Won't Ever Understand Me-Chapter Three
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Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z. But I DO own my Great Saiyaman action figure, so there! None of you can touch my GSM figurine!!! He's all mine!!!! HAHAHA! ::grins insanely and does a crazy jig with Great Saiyaman action figure.
A/N: Thanks for reviewing, everyone. I luv reviews.
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Midnight after the Christmas party:
~I love you, Mom, Dad, never forget that. I'll be back in a few days, hopefully, but you might not recognize me because I'll probably be a bit more mature. Please don't kill anyone, Papa, this was my decision. I need to sort things out, and I need to get away from everyone to do that. I hope you'll understand and not be mad with me, because I think I'm doing this for the good of everyone. Tell everyone that I'll miss them.~
~Your loving daughter forever, Son Pan~
Pan swallowed, and placed the note on the kitchen table, where her parents would be sure to find it. She knew she had to go through with this. She couldn't keep living the way she was right now. She'd have a LOT more time to think about things....but now that it was time to go she couldn't help but feel reluctant to leave her Mom and Dad, the people that she hadn't been separated from for more than a few months at any point in her life.
Yeah, yeah, the Galactic Travels was a long time, but then she'd had Grandpa Goku and.......Trunks.......with her. In the Room of Spirit and Time she'd be alone. Utterly alone. Her father had described it to her when she was younger...
"Whiteness. Everywhere. Nothing else, for as far as the eye can see, and as far as you could hope to fly in a lifetime. It's a maddening place, Pan. I almost went insane in there."
Complete isolation. Exactly what she needed. Exactly what she THOUGHT she'd wanted. *Ugh, I'd better do this now before I think about it too much and chicken out,* Pan said to herself, disgusted at her own lack of will.
She floated silently up the stairs, opting not to go out the front door for fear of waking her parents. Judging by the slight noises she'd heard from their room last night, _Pan smiled, it was nice to know that her parents still loved each other,_ her Mom and Dad wouldn't be up until late morning. It wouldn't be a problem for their work, since it was the winter vacation.
Carefully sliding the window open, she was about to jump into the air, when she hesitated. Then went back to her desk and spent the next half hour swiftly writing a letter to her Grandpa Goku. He, of all people, deserved to get his own special note.
But then she was off. It didn't take her very long to reach Kami's Lookout, since she'd been there so many times and was much faster because of her training. Deftly slipping past the gardening Mr. Popo and the resting Dende, Pan suddenly faced the door to the newly improved Room of Spirit and Time, aka the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.
Ever since the Cell Games, when the RoSaT had been in the most use, Bulma, her father, and Mr. Popo had been working on the chamber, trying to allow people to stay in for more than two years. They succeeded eventually, and now people were capable of training for ten days, or ten years. Fortunately for Pan, the controls for the room were inside, so no one would be able to come in after her. Or so she thought.
Pan opened the ancient door, stepped inside, and set the controls for five days/years. Before shutting the door, she ran out and into the room where Mr. Popo kept the extra sets of saiyan armor. She smiled appreciatively when she found a few sets built for the body of a woman. Well! At least SOMEONE thought that women could fight enough to be of help.
Then she slipped back into the chamber. Just before she closed the door, she grinned secretly and thought, 'I'm going to be as old as Uncle Goten.....won't he be surprised."
Carefully setting her bag of belongings on the bed that she was going to be sleeping in for the next five years, she delayed as long as she could, stalling having to go out to where her father had described. Finally, after she'd straightened the sheets, tugged at the curtain, checked on the food supply, and tucked her clothes in the dresser, she could avoid it no longer. She went outside.
And gaped. At first she thought that she'd gone blind. But then, slowly, she realized that she wasn't not seeing. She was seeing nothing. It stretched forever. Desolate emptiness, colored white. Panic gripped her saiyajin heart, and Pan turned around quickly, eyes frantically wanting to be able to look at something.
She dropped to her knees, shame coloring her thoughts black. She felt like such a coward. She'd faced Bebi, the evil dragons, and so much more....but she had never been more frightened in her life than just when she looked out into that void of nothingness.
'I'll get used to it….I'll get used to it….' she told herself desperately. Oh, Kami, trying to train for five years in a place where she was scared out of her wits? This was going to be harder than she'd thought. 'Okay, I HOPE I get used to it…..I HOPE I get used to it.'
Thinking those reassuring words, (A/N: yeah, RIGHT!!) Pan slowly turned around and faced IT again. And covered her eyes immediately.
"Coward," she ground out through gritted teeth. Without opening her eyes, Pan stepped off the platform and onto the whiteness. She did NOT want to see herself standing on seemingly nothing. She couldn't tell the floor from the sky in this crazy place.
"Oooofff!" Pan's breath was suddenly gone as she struggled with the increased gravity. It was nothing compared to what she usually trained in, but completely unexpected, so it had caught her off guard. Swiftly making a mental shift, she was able to stand comfortably. Slowly, ever so slowly, she opened her eyes to peek out at her surroundings.
She remembered something her grandpa Goku had once said. "The gravity is many times that of Earth's, and the temperature can change from below freezing to as hot as the sun in seconds."
'Well, this is going to be fun,' she thought wryly, then grinned. It was a good sign that she was able to joke, even with herself, at this point. Maybe she'd be able to survive after all, if she still had her wits with her.
Starting to stretch, she stopped suddenly, realizing an added complication. "How the hell am I going to keep from getting lost in here?" she complained out loud. The scenario was never-changing, and if she got out of sight of her 'home'….
"Great. Just great. This is absolutely PEACHY FRICKIN' KEEN!!!" she yelled. Pan looked at her boots and sighed.
Trunks shot up in his bed, sheets soaked with sweat, eyes wide and unseeing. The whiteness! The utter emptiness! It was the most terrible thing he'd ever seen!! Breath coming in gasps, he gripped his head in his hands, and tried to calm himself.
He was awake, he knew he was...but he was still seeing.....well, seeing nothing. He never knew nothing could be so bright.
Slowly, reason crept back into his eyes, and what he was seeing faded from white plain to his own, familiar, dark, furniture filled room. Trunks practically sobbed with relief.
He sank slowly back into his mattress, panicked mind soothed by the darkness that was so contradictory to the thing in his dream. WHAT had that been? It had seemed so real...and he'd never seen anything like it in his life.
Then he frowned, thinking back on the dream. Endless nothingness? Why had he been afraid of that? But...it hadn't been his fear. Somehow, he knew that. It was someone elses, and as soon as the fear had receded, he'd been allowed to wake up. How strange. He'd have to ask Father about it. Father knew about those type of things.
Vegeta jolted awake, shocked out of sleep by the shrill of fear that he'd felt from Trunks, through his fraternal link with the boy.
He saw remnants of the dream...The Room of Spirit and Time! How had that gotten into the brat's head? He'd never been there....
And then Vegeta's mind snapped. The advice he'd given to Kakarrot's brat's brat! Go to the Room of Spirit and Time! He'd been awake earlier, and had felt her spurt of energy when she'd flew to Kami's Lookout.
But why had Trunks felt what Pan had felt? It must have been what Pan had seen, Vegeta was sure of that now. She was the right type of person to be afraid of that horrid place.
No....it couldn't be....Vegeta mentally laughed at himself. Bonded? His brat and Gohan's brat? Preposterous! That wasn't what he'd gathered from the dream, anyway. When bonds were up, they were instant. And the dream that Trunks'd had wasn't clear at all. Hazy.....what was going on?
He'd known when he was bonded when he started having Bulma's dreams of loneliness. They were so vivid, and he still had her nightmares now, whenever she had them. It didn't feel like Trunks was bonded to Pan....he couldn't sense any link between them. Then why had Trunks dreamed Pan's experience?
This would take some serious thought.
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RaliNeoBlade: Hahaha!! Cliffhanger!!! I'm so evil. And I still haven't let you know what's happening! Sorry. I was planning on explaining that this chapter, but it would have taken too long. So, you'll have to wait. Are Trunks and Pan bonded??! When is there going to be more action and romance?! All this and more on the next exciting chapter of, WON'T EVER UNDERSTAND ME!!!
Rali: R/R!!!!! Okay, I read the reviews, people wanted more romance, so I put some in. I wasn't going to do it that early, but....hey. Supply and demand, right? And to answer people's questions....no. Sorry. This isn't going to be T/P. Weeeelllll, not EXACTLY *hint, hint* Kind of. Sort of. In a way. There is definetely going to be more romance, though, and I'll explain the bonding thing later on. Couples will be more clear later. Please tell me what you think. (Sorry this is kind of short. ::grimace::)
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Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z. But I DO own my Great Saiyaman action figure, so there! None of you can touch my GSM figurine!!! He's all mine!!!! HAHAHA! ::grins insanely and does a crazy jig with Great Saiyaman action figure.
A/N: Thanks for reviewing, everyone. I luv reviews.
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Midnight after the Christmas party:
~I love you, Mom, Dad, never forget that. I'll be back in a few days, hopefully, but you might not recognize me because I'll probably be a bit more mature. Please don't kill anyone, Papa, this was my decision. I need to sort things out, and I need to get away from everyone to do that. I hope you'll understand and not be mad with me, because I think I'm doing this for the good of everyone. Tell everyone that I'll miss them.~
~Your loving daughter forever, Son Pan~
Pan swallowed, and placed the note on the kitchen table, where her parents would be sure to find it. She knew she had to go through with this. She couldn't keep living the way she was right now. She'd have a LOT more time to think about things....but now that it was time to go she couldn't help but feel reluctant to leave her Mom and Dad, the people that she hadn't been separated from for more than a few months at any point in her life.
Yeah, yeah, the Galactic Travels was a long time, but then she'd had Grandpa Goku and.......Trunks.......with her. In the Room of Spirit and Time she'd be alone. Utterly alone. Her father had described it to her when she was younger...
"Whiteness. Everywhere. Nothing else, for as far as the eye can see, and as far as you could hope to fly in a lifetime. It's a maddening place, Pan. I almost went insane in there."
Complete isolation. Exactly what she needed. Exactly what she THOUGHT she'd wanted. *Ugh, I'd better do this now before I think about it too much and chicken out,* Pan said to herself, disgusted at her own lack of will.
She floated silently up the stairs, opting not to go out the front door for fear of waking her parents. Judging by the slight noises she'd heard from their room last night, _Pan smiled, it was nice to know that her parents still loved each other,_ her Mom and Dad wouldn't be up until late morning. It wouldn't be a problem for their work, since it was the winter vacation.
Carefully sliding the window open, she was about to jump into the air, when she hesitated. Then went back to her desk and spent the next half hour swiftly writing a letter to her Grandpa Goku. He, of all people, deserved to get his own special note.
But then she was off. It didn't take her very long to reach Kami's Lookout, since she'd been there so many times and was much faster because of her training. Deftly slipping past the gardening Mr. Popo and the resting Dende, Pan suddenly faced the door to the newly improved Room of Spirit and Time, aka the Hyperbolic Time Chamber.
Ever since the Cell Games, when the RoSaT had been in the most use, Bulma, her father, and Mr. Popo had been working on the chamber, trying to allow people to stay in for more than two years. They succeeded eventually, and now people were capable of training for ten days, or ten years. Fortunately for Pan, the controls for the room were inside, so no one would be able to come in after her. Or so she thought.
Pan opened the ancient door, stepped inside, and set the controls for five days/years. Before shutting the door, she ran out and into the room where Mr. Popo kept the extra sets of saiyan armor. She smiled appreciatively when she found a few sets built for the body of a woman. Well! At least SOMEONE thought that women could fight enough to be of help.
Then she slipped back into the chamber. Just before she closed the door, she grinned secretly and thought, 'I'm going to be as old as Uncle Goten.....won't he be surprised."
Carefully setting her bag of belongings on the bed that she was going to be sleeping in for the next five years, she delayed as long as she could, stalling having to go out to where her father had described. Finally, after she'd straightened the sheets, tugged at the curtain, checked on the food supply, and tucked her clothes in the dresser, she could avoid it no longer. She went outside.
And gaped. At first she thought that she'd gone blind. But then, slowly, she realized that she wasn't not seeing. She was seeing nothing. It stretched forever. Desolate emptiness, colored white. Panic gripped her saiyajin heart, and Pan turned around quickly, eyes frantically wanting to be able to look at something.
She dropped to her knees, shame coloring her thoughts black. She felt like such a coward. She'd faced Bebi, the evil dragons, and so much more....but she had never been more frightened in her life than just when she looked out into that void of nothingness.
'I'll get used to it….I'll get used to it….' she told herself desperately. Oh, Kami, trying to train for five years in a place where she was scared out of her wits? This was going to be harder than she'd thought. 'Okay, I HOPE I get used to it…..I HOPE I get used to it.'
Thinking those reassuring words, (A/N: yeah, RIGHT!!) Pan slowly turned around and faced IT again. And covered her eyes immediately.
"Coward," she ground out through gritted teeth. Without opening her eyes, Pan stepped off the platform and onto the whiteness. She did NOT want to see herself standing on seemingly nothing. She couldn't tell the floor from the sky in this crazy place.
"Oooofff!" Pan's breath was suddenly gone as she struggled with the increased gravity. It was nothing compared to what she usually trained in, but completely unexpected, so it had caught her off guard. Swiftly making a mental shift, she was able to stand comfortably. Slowly, ever so slowly, she opened her eyes to peek out at her surroundings.
She remembered something her grandpa Goku had once said. "The gravity is many times that of Earth's, and the temperature can change from below freezing to as hot as the sun in seconds."
'Well, this is going to be fun,' she thought wryly, then grinned. It was a good sign that she was able to joke, even with herself, at this point. Maybe she'd be able to survive after all, if she still had her wits with her.
Starting to stretch, she stopped suddenly, realizing an added complication. "How the hell am I going to keep from getting lost in here?" she complained out loud. The scenario was never-changing, and if she got out of sight of her 'home'….
"Great. Just great. This is absolutely PEACHY FRICKIN' KEEN!!!" she yelled. Pan looked at her boots and sighed.
Trunks shot up in his bed, sheets soaked with sweat, eyes wide and unseeing. The whiteness! The utter emptiness! It was the most terrible thing he'd ever seen!! Breath coming in gasps, he gripped his head in his hands, and tried to calm himself.
He was awake, he knew he was...but he was still seeing.....well, seeing nothing. He never knew nothing could be so bright.
Slowly, reason crept back into his eyes, and what he was seeing faded from white plain to his own, familiar, dark, furniture filled room. Trunks practically sobbed with relief.
He sank slowly back into his mattress, panicked mind soothed by the darkness that was so contradictory to the thing in his dream. WHAT had that been? It had seemed so real...and he'd never seen anything like it in his life.
Then he frowned, thinking back on the dream. Endless nothingness? Why had he been afraid of that? But...it hadn't been his fear. Somehow, he knew that. It was someone elses, and as soon as the fear had receded, he'd been allowed to wake up. How strange. He'd have to ask Father about it. Father knew about those type of things.
Vegeta jolted awake, shocked out of sleep by the shrill of fear that he'd felt from Trunks, through his fraternal link with the boy.
He saw remnants of the dream...The Room of Spirit and Time! How had that gotten into the brat's head? He'd never been there....
And then Vegeta's mind snapped. The advice he'd given to Kakarrot's brat's brat! Go to the Room of Spirit and Time! He'd been awake earlier, and had felt her spurt of energy when she'd flew to Kami's Lookout.
But why had Trunks felt what Pan had felt? It must have been what Pan had seen, Vegeta was sure of that now. She was the right type of person to be afraid of that horrid place.
No....it couldn't be....Vegeta mentally laughed at himself. Bonded? His brat and Gohan's brat? Preposterous! That wasn't what he'd gathered from the dream, anyway. When bonds were up, they were instant. And the dream that Trunks'd had wasn't clear at all. Hazy.....what was going on?
He'd known when he was bonded when he started having Bulma's dreams of loneliness. They were so vivid, and he still had her nightmares now, whenever she had them. It didn't feel like Trunks was bonded to Pan....he couldn't sense any link between them. Then why had Trunks dreamed Pan's experience?
This would take some serious thought.
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RaliNeoBlade: Hahaha!! Cliffhanger!!! I'm so evil. And I still haven't let you know what's happening! Sorry. I was planning on explaining that this chapter, but it would have taken too long. So, you'll have to wait. Are Trunks and Pan bonded??! When is there going to be more action and romance?! All this and more on the next exciting chapter of, WON'T EVER UNDERSTAND ME!!!
Rali: R/R!!!!! Okay, I read the reviews, people wanted more romance, so I put some in. I wasn't going to do it that early, but....hey. Supply and demand, right? And to answer people's questions....no. Sorry. This isn't going to be T/P. Weeeelllll, not EXACTLY *hint, hint* Kind of. Sort of. In a way. There is definetely going to be more romance, though, and I'll explain the bonding thing later on. Couples will be more clear later. Please tell me what you think. (Sorry this is kind of short. ::grimace::)