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CHAPTER 5! MUAHAHAHAHA...
Pan walked slowly back towards her quarters to gather her few belongings. She reached the door which slid open graciously for her to enter. She thoughtfully gathered her small bits of clothing and stored them neatly in the trunk they had provided for her. She angrily thought of the arrogant prince that had just 'purchased' her. 'Kami, he was rude. I mean, I guess I might be thankful that he stopped that guy from staring at me like some piece of meat, but he went to far when he winked. Do I look like one of his little whores? Kami, Men!' Pan had finished packing, huming a tune she had heard while gracefully slipping a picture of her, her mother, and her father (Gohan, not Jaxer), taken when she was two, in between some of her cloths. She had just closed the latch to the trunk when the door slid open behind her. She assumed it was just the guard, and turned slowly. The first thing she noticed were neatly polished black boots, followed by crisp black pants. She followed the pants up to where they met with a tight, black shirt that was cut off by a silver, armored, breastplate. A black cape (how ironic, its black too!), lined in silver, flowed down from the shoulders. Long, lavender, hair was tied neatly at the back of the neck, with hair loosely hanging by the sides of his head. Pan looked lastly at his head. With its roman like features, and slightly tanned skin. She stared, lost into crystal blue eyes, which were staring back into her onyx ones. The man in front of her smirked arrogantly at her shocked face.
He took her hand, and expertly raised it to his lips, " You must be Pan, Trunks..." He said before he kissed her fingers in a light, lingering, kiss.
Pan let out a small sigh, before snapping back to reality, THIS IS THE PRINCE! Pan dropped quickly to her knees, bowing her head to him, and staring down at the floor. Pan was tough but she had heard many stories of what would happen to anyone, disrespecting the royal family.
She let out a frightened whisper, " Please forgive me your highness, I had no idea it was you, I thought it was surely the guard." before turning her attention back to the floor's tiling.
Trunks was very confused. Was she interested in him, or was she just being polite. 'She seems so nervous now, but she wasn't like this when I walked in. I'll bet she thinks that she was bought to be a concubine. Well we can clear that up easily enough and I'm sure she'll adjust to palace life.'
Trunks knelt down, placing his hand on her shoulder, subtly trying to catch a glimpse of her face, and read her emotions.
" Don't be scared raven." He whispered gently to her, " We've bought you to be hand maiden to the Princess. Tomorrow's her birthday after all. We aren't going to harm you." Pan raised her head slowly to look into his eyes, which looked clearly back into hers. She thought at first that he would surely be angry that she had not recognized him when he walked in, but now she was afraid that he would be angry that she showed weakness.
" Why me?" she asked timidly, " after all I am weak. I have just proved it to you myself and I've barely known you or 2 minutes."
" You are not weak, and we chose you because we believe you may influence the Princess in ways that she may need . She is boy crazy and she needs to learn to focus. But she is also weak and naive, and she needs a true friend. You can be that friend, if only you will trust us."
Not another word was said Pan just nodded her head. They got up and Pan reached behind her to pick up her trunk from the floor, but before she could Trunks snatched up the handle. She started to protest, but Trunks just started towards the door. They walked out of the building and an elegant carriage stopped in front of them. Trunks helped her into the carriage, while she tried modestly to keep her short skirt from riding up her thigh. Once the carriage started moving Pan started to shiver lightly form the breeze coming through the open windows. Trunks swiftly, and gracefully, swept his cape off, and wrapped it around her bare shoulders. Pan looked gratefully up at him, but didn't say a word, as she wanted to keep what bit of pride she had left. Trunks cautiously tried to engage her in a conversation about politics, which conveniently for Pan led to war. Pan started to grow annoyed as he talked about how he led the soldiers into war against Frieza when he was barely 12 years old. He told how her how he had order around those '3rd class baka's' in battle, and how he had been in charge of all the battle plans. By this time Pan was very angry with him. How dare he talk about her father like that? He had been a great warrior. Probably stronger than Trunks himself. If anyone was a baka, it was this asshole. Pan whipped his cape off her soldiers, balled it up, and threw it roughly at him, then turned to stare out of the window. Trunks got very angry at her sudden burst of rudeness, while he was politely trying to ease her mind, and help her relax. Is this how she shows her thanks? By balling up his cape, which he had kindly given up for her welfare? ' She better bot think I'll give up that easily!' Trunks screamed angrily in his mind. He reached out, snatching Pan's hands from their place on her lap. He roughly trust the cape into her hands, " You will wear this if I have to wrap it around you myself and hold it closed. I won't have you freezing, and getting sick before tomorrow."
Pan looked at him, extremely annoyed with him all together. In an act of pure angry, Pan threw the satin cape out of the open window, watching as it streamed out of view. Trunks stared at her, open mouthed. His mother would be furious that he had lost one of his good capes. He silently got up, and sat down again next to Pan, instead of across from her. He quickly pulled her into his lap, and wrapped himself tightly around her, in an attempt to keep her warm. He powered up to super Saiyan, trying to take advantage of the energy as a heat source. Pan reveled in the heat radiating from him. Even though she had her own energy, she was to weak to power up at the moment. She instinctively relaxed for a moment, but tensed up once more when she remembered whose arms were wrapped around her. She vainly tried to pull away, but Trunks just powered up to super Saiyan 2 and Pan stopped. For the rest of the ride, Pan sat, back ridged, in Trunks' lap. Occasionally Trunks would sigh loudly, hoping she would say something, but he didn't try starting another conversation after the other one failed so miserably. Eventually Pan fell asleep, unconsciously laying her head on Trunks' chest. Trunks, taking advantage of the situation, lightly rested his chin on her shoulder, inhaling the scent of her hair. 'Hmm.... Vanilla... and is that strawberry?'
When they were about ten minutes away from the palace, Trunks gently shook Pan awake. Pan, not use to being woken up by anyone, instinctively reached behind her and grabbed Trunks' arm, flipping him over her head, and onto the floor of the carriage. Trunks slowly got up, stooping because of the roof of the carriage, and looked almost menacingly at Pan.
"So first you get mad at me for a reason that I still do not know, than you throw my cape out of the window, which I will most likely get blamed for, than you practically break my back, for trying to wake you. Geese, I hardly know you and you've already ruined my day, and maybe even my week." Pan matched his glare with an equal, if not better, one of her own.
" Well maybe it's not me who ruined your day. You just don't know how to be courteous."
Trunks was about to reply, but thought the better of it and shut his mouth. He sat back down, Straitening the crease on his pants, and fixing his ponytail (no, he's not gay! He's just conscious of the way he looks...) which had come undone while Pan was sleeping. He looked up at her noting her messy hair, and slightly messed appearance. He reached to his left, and pulled a brush out of a slightly hidden compartment (No! I told you, he's not gay! He's just resourceful...) He tossed it to her, which she caught in mid air. She stared at it for a moment as if it might blow up, or like it was an alien, before she started to pull it through matted hair. After a few minutes her hair was neatly combed to lie on her back, its velvety, softness restored. She handed the brush back to him just as the carriage pulled up to the palace. Trunks waited for the door to open, before stepping down, and helping Pan out of the carriage. Pan was in awe at the sheer size of the palace in front of her. 'Is this where I'm gonna live?'
Muahahahahaha... Oh shut up! I know it took forever but I'm lazy, and busy, and lazy, and I read a lot, and sometimes I have to stay after school, and I go lots of places, and I have a jerk for a brother, and 2 dogs, and oh you get the point. Well anyway, I know its short, but I wrote it in less than 5 hours so shut up and review me all ready. Here's thanks to all those fans out there... sniff, sniff (tear). Sarh, Panny Chick, Damsalndistress-asif, anime ambreen, jewels, ?????, mii-chan, ills, jade071, and dragon chick!
PLEASE GIVE ME MORE REVIEWS OR I WONT POST ANYMORE CHAPPIES!!!!!!!!!! ERRRRRRRRRRR.... AIYA!!!!!!
HEEHEEHEE.... HEH... YEAH SO SEE YALL LATER CHIBI-CHI HARUKA...
CHAPTER 5! MUAHAHAHAHA...
Pan walked slowly back towards her quarters to gather her few belongings. She reached the door which slid open graciously for her to enter. She thoughtfully gathered her small bits of clothing and stored them neatly in the trunk they had provided for her. She angrily thought of the arrogant prince that had just 'purchased' her. 'Kami, he was rude. I mean, I guess I might be thankful that he stopped that guy from staring at me like some piece of meat, but he went to far when he winked. Do I look like one of his little whores? Kami, Men!' Pan had finished packing, huming a tune she had heard while gracefully slipping a picture of her, her mother, and her father (Gohan, not Jaxer), taken when she was two, in between some of her cloths. She had just closed the latch to the trunk when the door slid open behind her. She assumed it was just the guard, and turned slowly. The first thing she noticed were neatly polished black boots, followed by crisp black pants. She followed the pants up to where they met with a tight, black shirt that was cut off by a silver, armored, breastplate. A black cape (how ironic, its black too!), lined in silver, flowed down from the shoulders. Long, lavender, hair was tied neatly at the back of the neck, with hair loosely hanging by the sides of his head. Pan looked lastly at his head. With its roman like features, and slightly tanned skin. She stared, lost into crystal blue eyes, which were staring back into her onyx ones. The man in front of her smirked arrogantly at her shocked face.
He took her hand, and expertly raised it to his lips, " You must be Pan, Trunks..." He said before he kissed her fingers in a light, lingering, kiss.
Pan let out a small sigh, before snapping back to reality, THIS IS THE PRINCE! Pan dropped quickly to her knees, bowing her head to him, and staring down at the floor. Pan was tough but she had heard many stories of what would happen to anyone, disrespecting the royal family.
She let out a frightened whisper, " Please forgive me your highness, I had no idea it was you, I thought it was surely the guard." before turning her attention back to the floor's tiling.
Trunks was very confused. Was she interested in him, or was she just being polite. 'She seems so nervous now, but she wasn't like this when I walked in. I'll bet she thinks that she was bought to be a concubine. Well we can clear that up easily enough and I'm sure she'll adjust to palace life.'
Trunks knelt down, placing his hand on her shoulder, subtly trying to catch a glimpse of her face, and read her emotions.
" Don't be scared raven." He whispered gently to her, " We've bought you to be hand maiden to the Princess. Tomorrow's her birthday after all. We aren't going to harm you." Pan raised her head slowly to look into his eyes, which looked clearly back into hers. She thought at first that he would surely be angry that she had not recognized him when he walked in, but now she was afraid that he would be angry that she showed weakness.
" Why me?" she asked timidly, " after all I am weak. I have just proved it to you myself and I've barely known you or 2 minutes."
" You are not weak, and we chose you because we believe you may influence the Princess in ways that she may need . She is boy crazy and she needs to learn to focus. But she is also weak and naive, and she needs a true friend. You can be that friend, if only you will trust us."
Not another word was said Pan just nodded her head. They got up and Pan reached behind her to pick up her trunk from the floor, but before she could Trunks snatched up the handle. She started to protest, but Trunks just started towards the door. They walked out of the building and an elegant carriage stopped in front of them. Trunks helped her into the carriage, while she tried modestly to keep her short skirt from riding up her thigh. Once the carriage started moving Pan started to shiver lightly form the breeze coming through the open windows. Trunks swiftly, and gracefully, swept his cape off, and wrapped it around her bare shoulders. Pan looked gratefully up at him, but didn't say a word, as she wanted to keep what bit of pride she had left. Trunks cautiously tried to engage her in a conversation about politics, which conveniently for Pan led to war. Pan started to grow annoyed as he talked about how he led the soldiers into war against Frieza when he was barely 12 years old. He told how her how he had order around those '3rd class baka's' in battle, and how he had been in charge of all the battle plans. By this time Pan was very angry with him. How dare he talk about her father like that? He had been a great warrior. Probably stronger than Trunks himself. If anyone was a baka, it was this asshole. Pan whipped his cape off her soldiers, balled it up, and threw it roughly at him, then turned to stare out of the window. Trunks got very angry at her sudden burst of rudeness, while he was politely trying to ease her mind, and help her relax. Is this how she shows her thanks? By balling up his cape, which he had kindly given up for her welfare? ' She better bot think I'll give up that easily!' Trunks screamed angrily in his mind. He reached out, snatching Pan's hands from their place on her lap. He roughly trust the cape into her hands, " You will wear this if I have to wrap it around you myself and hold it closed. I won't have you freezing, and getting sick before tomorrow."
Pan looked at him, extremely annoyed with him all together. In an act of pure angry, Pan threw the satin cape out of the open window, watching as it streamed out of view. Trunks stared at her, open mouthed. His mother would be furious that he had lost one of his good capes. He silently got up, and sat down again next to Pan, instead of across from her. He quickly pulled her into his lap, and wrapped himself tightly around her, in an attempt to keep her warm. He powered up to super Saiyan, trying to take advantage of the energy as a heat source. Pan reveled in the heat radiating from him. Even though she had her own energy, she was to weak to power up at the moment. She instinctively relaxed for a moment, but tensed up once more when she remembered whose arms were wrapped around her. She vainly tried to pull away, but Trunks just powered up to super Saiyan 2 and Pan stopped. For the rest of the ride, Pan sat, back ridged, in Trunks' lap. Occasionally Trunks would sigh loudly, hoping she would say something, but he didn't try starting another conversation after the other one failed so miserably. Eventually Pan fell asleep, unconsciously laying her head on Trunks' chest. Trunks, taking advantage of the situation, lightly rested his chin on her shoulder, inhaling the scent of her hair. 'Hmm.... Vanilla... and is that strawberry?'
When they were about ten minutes away from the palace, Trunks gently shook Pan awake. Pan, not use to being woken up by anyone, instinctively reached behind her and grabbed Trunks' arm, flipping him over her head, and onto the floor of the carriage. Trunks slowly got up, stooping because of the roof of the carriage, and looked almost menacingly at Pan.
"So first you get mad at me for a reason that I still do not know, than you throw my cape out of the window, which I will most likely get blamed for, than you practically break my back, for trying to wake you. Geese, I hardly know you and you've already ruined my day, and maybe even my week." Pan matched his glare with an equal, if not better, one of her own.
" Well maybe it's not me who ruined your day. You just don't know how to be courteous."
Trunks was about to reply, but thought the better of it and shut his mouth. He sat back down, Straitening the crease on his pants, and fixing his ponytail (no, he's not gay! He's just conscious of the way he looks...) which had come undone while Pan was sleeping. He looked up at her noting her messy hair, and slightly messed appearance. He reached to his left, and pulled a brush out of a slightly hidden compartment (No! I told you, he's not gay! He's just resourceful...) He tossed it to her, which she caught in mid air. She stared at it for a moment as if it might blow up, or like it was an alien, before she started to pull it through matted hair. After a few minutes her hair was neatly combed to lie on her back, its velvety, softness restored. She handed the brush back to him just as the carriage pulled up to the palace. Trunks waited for the door to open, before stepping down, and helping Pan out of the carriage. Pan was in awe at the sheer size of the palace in front of her. 'Is this where I'm gonna live?'
Muahahahahaha... Oh shut up! I know it took forever but I'm lazy, and busy, and lazy, and I read a lot, and sometimes I have to stay after school, and I go lots of places, and I have a jerk for a brother, and 2 dogs, and oh you get the point. Well anyway, I know its short, but I wrote it in less than 5 hours so shut up and review me all ready. Here's thanks to all those fans out there... sniff, sniff (tear). Sarh, Panny Chick, Damsalndistress-asif, anime ambreen, jewels, ?????, mii-chan, ills, jade071, and dragon chick!
PLEASE GIVE ME MORE REVIEWS OR I WONT POST ANYMORE CHAPPIES!!!!!!!!!! ERRRRRRRRRRR.... AIYA!!!!!!
HEEHEEHEE.... HEH... YEAH SO SEE YALL LATER CHIBI-CHI HARUKA...