Lucky Chance
Chapter 19
(A/N: Another long chapter. Beware! Forgot to mention the song in the last chapter was At The Beginning by Donna Lewis and Richard Marx. I don't own the song.)
I awoke feeling groggy, like something had crawled in my throat and just died. (A/N: Arg, I hate that feeling.) I looked around my bedroom. It was a mess, like usual. Funny how I was on the floor instead of my bed. Who was on the bed? My mother, passed out. Nothing like a bachelor party to mess someone over before their wedding. My eyes nearly bulged out of my head. WEDDING?! I checked the time. It was 1:00pm. I was supposed to have been awake hours ago.
"MOM!!!" I screamed. Kaasan jolted up at my shout.
"Panny!" she scolded in a tired voice. "Stop screaming and go back to bed!"
"Mom! My wedding is starting in TWO hours!!" I screamed forcefully. She fell out of bed and frantically got up.
"NANI?!" She checked the time and shrieked. "Oh shit! Get up! Now! We don't have much time! We can do you hair at the chapel and have Chi-chi bring your dress and..." I zoned out, feeling like I was in a bad dream. Leave it to me to be late for my own wedding. I'm the kind of person that would even be late on my own funeral.
"Calm down, kaasan! One thing at a time!" My hands began rubbing my neck and head. I had a terrible hangover. 'God, I knew I should've told them sooner about our engagement, then they would've held the bachelor party earlier.'
Months ago, when Trunks had proposed to me, we had agreed to not tell anyone till later. But, being the nosey family they were, Bulma, kaasan and grandma found out the hard way and began arranging everything like we had feared. They planned to have the wedding exactly one year later from when Trunks proposed and stupidly held the bachelor party the night before. Now I was stuck sleeping in, with a hangover, on the hottest bloody day of the year!
"Pan!!" yelled mom, snapped her fingers in my face. I shook my head clear, earning a wave of pain in the process, and got up. Mom shoved me into the shower and turned the water on, spraying cold water. I let out a shriek.
"KAASAN!! What was that for?" I yelled, gripping my forehead. I was still very sore, and my screaming wasn't helping. "Not only is the water cold, but I'm still dressed!"
"Take a shower, brush you teeth, wash your face, brush your hair, get dressed, eat breakfast, and then we're leaving!!" Mom barked all her instructions.
"Yes ma'am!" I replied, worried that if I didn't, I'd get smacked out something. Mom raced out of the bathroom, closing the door. I followed all her instructions to a 'T'. I was so nervous now. In the middle of brushing my teeth, kaasan began giving new orders. When she had called me, I turned too quickly that the water splashed everywhere. I finished up and ate breakfast at record-breaking speeds. Then, mom shoved me into the limo Bulma had given us, telling me to swallow five pills of Advil to help my hangover and giving me lots of black coffee. I'm telling her, coffee does NOT do anything! We arrived at the wedding chapel at 2:00pm. Bulma had heard about our little problem, so she had several hairdressers come right to the church, along with grandma who had my wedding dress. Luckily, Bulma had told everyone that the wedding was postponed, so not to worry anyone. Things started getting complicated from there. Two hairdressers began arguing about which hair style should be used, Chi-chi had to go get another dress for me because I spill coffee all over it, Bulma went to get more Advil, I was slowing going insane, a prankster said the groom ran away, but later kaasan told me he was still hear, and to top it all off, it looked like it was going to rain soon. Damn summer afternoons! They only thing that could make this worse was if the androids suddenly decided to pay a visit from beyond the grave, a grave which consisted of hubcaps, broken toasters, dysfunctional computers, and run-down microwaves.
It was getting late. The wedding was already half an hour later than planned and I still wasn't ready. I felt like I was going to have a nervous break down. Bulma was currently helping Trunks with his suit which grandma was out entertain the guests and kaasan was helping me with my final preparations. I had my strapless, white dress on and my hair was let down in curls. Bulma had to shoo the hair dressers away so she could do my make-up. Grandma gave me her best earrings to wear and a diamond studded necklace. People were still running around, causing mass confusion. There was a knock on the door, and kaasan answered it, a frantic young man standing there.
"I think there was a mistake with some of the guests," he said in one breath. "Some new ones arrived, but they're not on the list. And they have hal-"
"Who cares?" I yelled, frustrated. "I don't have time for this! If they try anything funny, then come get me and I'll beat the crap outta them like I'm about to do to you if you don't get out of my sight!!"
"Y...yes ma...'am!" The boy ran out, closing the door behind him. I sighed. Mom giggled and continued to fix my dress. There was another knock, causing me to growl like a wild cat.
"What now?!" I screamed. My headache was creeping up on me again.
"There's...there's someone to...see..." The same boy was out there, stuttering as if his life depended on it.
"I thought I told you go away!" I yelled very un-lady like. I heard scampering footsteps. Then, for the third time in the past ten minutes, there was another knock. I growled loudly. "GO AWAY!!" The door opened anyway, but I had my back turned. I was really starting to get pissed enough to turn super saiya-jin if I wanted, but I calmed down...a bit. "I thought I said-" I spun around to yell some more when my eyes met those of dark, gentle eyes. "F...fa..." I couldn't get the words out as a few tears threatened to spill.
"Things look like a circus out there," said my new guest. "Need any help?" Tears fell from my eyes.
"Father!" Mom jumped at my words and actually took the time to look at our visitor. Sure enough, there was my father, standing before us in a tuxedo with a halo above his head. I ran forward and gave him a big hug. Mom's eyes welled up with tears.
"Gohan!" She too came forward and hugged him with all her might.
"I missed you guys so much," he whispered. I pulled back and looked into his eyes, so full of life and happiness. I could really see emotions in people's eyes well.
"How...?" I asked quietly.
"Apparently souls that go to heaven are allowed to have one day back in this world. I just couldn't miss this opportunity to see you again, Pan. You're finally getting married! I couldn't be happier. And besides, it's the bride's father's duty to give away his daughter." I nodded with happiness and hugged him tightly. Then my eyes lit up.
"Who else is here?" I asked quickly. Tousan smiled.
"I was going to leave it a surprise, but everyone's here. Your grandfather, Vegeta, Krillin, Yamcha, everyone!" I smiled widely, laughing. I was partly surprised the Vegeta had gone to heaven because all he had done before, but now it didn't matter. Everyone had shown up just to see Trunks and I get married.
"This couldn't be more perfect." Gohan kneeled down in front of me.
"I wanted to give you this." He held my hand and placed something in it, closing my hand afterwards. I opened it and looked at the object. It was a somewhat large locket necklace, about the size of my palm. I smiled and opened to locket. Inside was a tiny, crystal cat, almost as big as my thumb. It was so beautiful, it made me gasp. "I made it myself with some special mineral in the Afterlife."
"Thank you!" I whispered, breathless by the tiny charm cat. I wasted no time in putting on the locket. "This means so much to me! I'll treasure it always and make sure nothing happens to it." Dad kissed my forehead.
"Now, if I don't recall, you have a wedding to go to." I suddenly was brought back to reality. Trunks must've been so worried!
"That's right! Mom, is the dress done?"
"Just about," kaasan replied. Bulma burst through the door.
"You guys! What's the hold- Gohan!" She squealed when she saw tousan, giving him a hug. "You back, just like he said you'd be!"
"Who?" I asked.
"Vegeta-chan!" Bulma replied, still hugging dad. "I came to tell you guys that they're ready and everyone's waiting. We just need the bride!" I felt that butterfly feeling.
"Then what are we waiting for? Another disaster to strike? Let's go!" Mom grabbed dad's and my hands, dragging us out of the room. We went through the big, heavy door, revealing a crowd of people on either side of me, sitting in chairs. All heads turned at the sound of the door opening and I suddenly felt very nervous. I just wanted to disappear into the ground, my hangover long forgotten. Then I saw my husband to be, standing at the very front of the room, in front of an altar and a priest. My heart felt like it was doing flips or something. He looked really sharp in his tuxedo. To his right were grandpa Goku, Vegeta, and Krillin, also in tux's and halos above their heads. Mom, Bulma, and Chi-chi began walking forward as the bride's maids. Music started up, the song 'Here Comes the Bride'. I swallowed when I saw everyone staring at me, with big, bright smiles. Dad gave me a nudge forward.
"Now or never," he whispered, linking arms with me. I smiled brightly as I stepped forward with my bouquet of flowers, mostly red and white roses. They were my favourite. I saw a lot of familiar faces in the audience. There was Yamcha, Tien, Chaotsu, Puar, Roshi, Oolong, Grandpa Satan, two friends of my mother Eraser and Sharpner, even Yajirobi, Piccolo, and Korin made it! I stopped walking when I reached to alter, my father kissing my forehead before standing next to grandpa Goku. I turned to Trunks, seeing him smile warmly. The priest began reading the opening statements.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here to witness the union of Son Pan and Trunks Briefs." I noticed one thing about weddings. People usually only remembered five phrases. The opening line 'Dearly beloved', the 'Speak now or forever hold your peace', the 'Do you take so-and-so?', the 'Exchange of rings', and the last line 'You may kiss the bride.' No one ever really pays attention throughout the rest. It's all just a blur. And that's exactly how it went with me. No one objected to the wedding, we both said the 'I do's without hesitation, Trunks slipped the beautiful ring on my finger and I gave him his ring, then the priest announced, "You may kiss the bride!" Trunks took me into his arms and kissed me softly. The audience let out a cheer of joy, wishing us the best. I was practically ambushed by my mother and grandmother with hugs and kisses. Trunks took my hand and led me to the doors outside. To my surprise and delight, the sky had cleared up and it was bright and warm again. The after-wedding reception was being held in the courtyard of Capsule Corp. Bulma had built an elegant and spacious gazebo surrounded by wild flowers and exotic trees. Bulma ushered me and Trunks into our limo, saying something about not touching each other on the way, causing us to blush. Once the door was shut and the limo started up, Trunks sighed with relief.
"The hard part's over," he joked. I leaned into him and breathed his scent. I was truly happy that we were finally married. I could proudly say that Trunks Briefs was my husband.
"Have I told you lately how much I love you?" I murmured against his chest. Trunks laughed softly.
"Only about a million times."
"I love you." The ride was quiet for the rest of the time. The limo arrived at Capsule Corp. rather quickly and we exited it, walking to the entrance. Inside the house, people had gathered for the reception in the backyard and the main hall room where Bulma held parties. They were talking in groups, drinking what looked like punch and wine. Relatives from both sides of the family dotted the room. I spotted my grandfather talking with obaasan, and rushed over to talk with them. His eyes lit up when he saw me.
"Panny!" he exclaimed. I gave him a hug. "It's so great to meet you. Gohan told me all about you."
"Same here!" I said cheerfully. "You're so much cooler in person!"
"I heard you went on a trip to the past," he said curiously. Was it really true saiya-jins were too curious for their own good?
"Yeah, it was pretty interesting," I said, laughing. We talked for what seemed like forever, never getting to the point where you have nothing to talk about. I was so glad I had someone like him as a grandpa. He really did have to mood about him that lights up a room. After a while, we walked over to where Trunks was, hanging out with the others. Yamcha was making a joke about how the halos acted like night-lights. Bulma was madly snapping pictures of everyone. Master Roshi commented that my dress looked nice, but he wasn't even looking at the whole thing. I growled and slapped him lightly. Vegeta actually was holding a conversation between him and Piccolo. Vegeta said that my children were going to be very strong, only because they had his blood running through them. The tall namek was making comments that the kids would need proper training. I smirked. They were practically planning my children's training lives before they were even born. The wedding cake was sitting on a large table on one end of the room. Bulma instructed the 'married couple' to go wait at that table. Once everyone was settled in their chairs, dad stood up with his glass of wine.
"I wanna make a toast," he announced. Everyone quieted. "To the happy couple! Trunks, if you hurt my little girl, I'll be sure to pay you a visit and take you back to the Afterlife with me." People laughed at that while Trunks paled. "And Pan, I couldn't be happier that you're with him. You two are a match made in heaven. Just go easy on him when you two 'spar' tonight." Everyone clapped and chuckled as dad sat down and I turned red. The wedding cake was served out and more wedding traditions came into play. The bride and groom are supposed to feed each other a piece of cake. So that's exactly what we did. I gave Trunks a small piece just so he wouldn't get it all over his face. Once we were done eating, the tables were cleared away and people began dancing in the centre. I found my father and dragged him onto the dance floor. After a few seconds, he cleared his throat.
"I'm so happy for you," he whispered. "Somehow I always knew this day would come." I looked up at him.
"You mean you knew I liked Trunks?" I asked.
"Well…I knew you loved him." He smiled. "I was actually hoping to be there for my grandkids when they came along." He paused. "Maybe I will." I gave him a quick strange look, then smiled.
"You mean like watching us? I heard King Kai can do that." He chuckled.
"Yeah, something like that." He decided to change the subject. "Do you like pets?"
"I dunno," I said shrugging. "Why?"
"Well, you could get a cat or something like that. Kids like pets."
"Maybe I will get a cat some day." The sing ended and we headed back to the rest, sitting off to the side. I managed to drag grandpa, Yamcha, Trunks, and Krillin for at least one dance, but Trunks dared me to try getting Vegeta to do something. Smugly, I trotted over to where he was standing my himself, arms crossed.
"Hey Vegeta!" I greeted cheerfully. He glared at me.
"Brat?" he acknowledged me at least. "Hn."
"What are you up to?"
"Hn."
"Having fun?"
"Hn." My eyes narrowed as I grumbled to myself. He wasn't saying much. I decided to try a different approach.
"These humans sure are annoying, huh?" I said. Vegeta smirked.
"Definitely." I grinned at the results. So now he was talking. "Your mother's a human, though."
"Yeah, but she's different. She can fight. I bet none of these human are even strong enough to last a few seconds in a friendly spar with one of us." So I was dissing my human side. Big deal. "I'm hoping my kids will have more saiya-jin blood in them that human, so at least they'll be strong fighters."
"Yeah, you'd figure that there would have been at least one human that could be as strong as us."
"Not yet. Not ever." Then Vegeta burst out laughing.
"And here I thought I was the only true saiya-jin left in the universe." I felt an ounce of pride.
"Well, technically, when you put it that way, I'd be the only true saiya-jin left since you're dead."
"True."
The party began to die down and people were getting ready to leave. But, as two more silly wedding traditions, the bride had to toss the bouquet, and the groom had to toss the garter. The first part went without a hitch. I tossed, Eraser caught. Then the garter part was a little more…difficult. See, the garter is worn by the bride, around her leg. But the groom has to take it off…with his teeth. I could hear the boys hollering with laughter.
"Bulma-san, do I have to?" I asked in a whiney voice. Bulma laughed sarcastically.
"Actually, honey, you're not doing anything," Bulma explained, trying to keep herself from laughing. "Trunks is the one that has to do all the work. Now hike up that dress, young lady!" I groaned in defeat. I lifted the bottom of dress up my left leg just above where the garter was. I could almost hear Roshi going nuts.
"C'mon Trunks!" grandpa Goku said from the side. Trunks sighed and kneeled down, clutching the garter between his teeth. I simply slapped a hand over my face in embarrassment. He tugged it for a few seconds until it came off. The single men cheered as Trunks tossed it into the fray. After much competition, Sharpner actually caught it, much to the surprise of the dead boys. I guess it wouldn't have been too fair if one of them got it. What would they do with it in the Afterlife?
So the party was at its official end. Trunks took my hand and led me out of Capsule Corp. to where everyone was waiting to toss rice. After being showered with rice, we got into the waiting limo. Bulma pushed her way through the crowd, clutching Vegeta's hand along the way.
"Hang on!" she called, while Vegeta struggled behind her frantically. "Slight change of plans. Meet us at Kame Island tomorrow at noon."
"Why?" I asked.
"We're having a small goodbye party for the dead boys. I know you two want to 'have a little fun' tomorrow on your honeymoon, but these guys are only here till late afternoon tomorrow, and I think proper good-byes are in order." That was true. I never really got to say goodbye to my father all those years ago. Someone getting hit on the back of their neck doesn't count.
"Alright. We'll be there." Bulma grinned.
"Okay, have fun!" she said, waving. Everyone else also waved to us as the limo started up and drove off. I breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed against Trunks' chest.
"That was the toughest day of my life!" I exclaimed. I felt Trunks smoothing my hair out.
"It's not over yet," he whispered in my ear, giving me chills. I turned so I could see him and gave him a kiss.
"Sounds fun," I murmured. He blushed. "Hon, if you don't get over your shyness, we'll never have any fun tonight." He started laughing. It was much later when we arrived at our hotel. Our things were taken inside as we checked in. Trunks insisted on carrying me over the threshold of the room. When we walked in, he placed me on the bed very carefully. The hotel suite was very spacious, complete with a king size bed, a couch, a table and a balcony. We unpacked our things and I went to the balcony, noticing the beautiful view. I could see a luscious rainforest and a stunning waterfall leading to a small lake. It was just breath-taking. It was times like this I was glad Bulma was an absolute genius. It was with her help that things were looking a little greener. She developed some chemical that increased plant's growth, so it helped with the farms and forests. I felt a pair of arms encircle me and I sighed.
"It's so beautiful," I whispered, referring to the view. I was so happy, I probably could've cried. I turned around to face Trunks and kissed him lightly. "I'm going to go get changed." I walked to the bathroom and closed the door behind me, changing into the nightgown Bulma had bought for me. Once done, I opened the door to see Trunks sitting on the bed, looking a little nervous. I cleared my throat to get his attention. He looked at me with awe, standing up slowly.
"Pan…" he said faintly. "You look…"
"Shh.." I said, putting a finger to his lips. "No words or talk." I moved my finger and kissed him passionately, pushing him onto the bed. Truth was I was nervous too. I had never done anything like this before. Then I remembered Vegeta's advice: Let your saiya-jin side take over. So purely on instincts, I deepened the kiss, moving my hands to Trunks' waist. Then, taking me by surprise, he flipped me over so he was on top of me. I looked into his blue eyes with love.
"Do you trust me?" he asked. I nodded.
"I trust you with my life," I replied. "That's why love you and married you."
"I love you with all my heart." He kissed me again as his hands found a nice spot on my hips. This was going to be interesting.
~*~*~*~ (A/N: What, you didn't really think I'd put a lemon in this story, did you? And ruin it?! Use your imagination, you hentai perverts!)
I woke up feeling the best I had ever felt in a long time. The first thing I did was checking the time, so not to have a repeat of yesterday. Luckily, it said 9:00am, so I had a bit of time. I fell back down onto my human/saiya-jin pillow. I snatched the edge of the blanket and pulled up so it was covering our shoulders, and I wrapped my legs around his legs. I took this time to study my new husband while he was asleep. Trunks had this look of peacefulness, something I had never seen on his face before. He looked so angelic. I knew he wasn't having a nightmare. We shared a bond now. I carefully moved a strand of hair out of his face and kissed his cheek. He stirred and opened his eyes, looking at me with happiness.
"Hey you," he whispered. "You look beautiful. Did you just wake up?" I nodded. "You look gorgeous when you wake up. I could get used to this." I grinned.
"And you look like an angel when you sleep," I stated.
"How would you know what an angel looks like?"
"I married one." His eyes seemed to get glassy, but he blinked it away and kissed me. I yawned and stretched out before sitting up. The blanket fell to my waist and I realized I wasn't wearing anything on top. In fact, I want wearing any at all.
"Where're you going?" he asked.
"Shower. You're welcome to join if you want." He blushed. I rolled my eyes, figuring he would have been over his shyness by now since we were married anyway. I got up and headed to the bathroom. Then I felt an arm reach around my waist. "Change your mind?"
"Yeah, you could say that." I smirked evilly as we walked into the bathroom, shutting the door after us.
About an hour later, when I was finally dressed, I went out to the balcony again to stared at the view. It truly was magnificent. Trunks soon joined me and kissed my neck gently.
"You hungry?" I asked.
"Yeah," he whispered, still kissing me.
"No, for food, stupid. Not me!" He started laughing.
"In that case, sure, let's go get some breakfast." We went down to the lobby on the main level to where the restaurant was. After a nice long breakfast, we back to our room, packed certain things we'd need and took to the sky towards the distant island of Kame. When the tiny island came into view, we landed softly, greet by Roshi.
"Kids, you made it!" he said happily. "Unlike the ones who arranged this little get-together."
"They're not here yet?" Trunks asked, looking around.
"Not yet, but c'mon! The humans are here at least!" He led us around the back where Yamcha was busily cooking hamburgers and hotdogs, Krillin and Chaotsu playing in the water, Tien just hanging out, and Piccolo meditating in the shade. I found a chair and relaxed, waiting for my mom and dad to show up.
"So how's life?" Yamcha asked me. "I don't have much of an opinion on that since I'm dead." Everyone laughed a little.
"Leave it to Yamcha to joke about death," Krillin called from the water. I sensed three ki heading our way and turned to see Vegeta, grandpa, and dad carrying their respective mates. When they landed, I walked up to them.
"Hey mom," I greeted. "You guys are late!"
"But late than never," Bulma joked.
"So Panny, how was your night?" grandma asked evilly. I blushed.
"I should be asked the same to you!" I retorted. "And better yet, I should ask how your morning went by the looks of ya!" The older women blushed. Their clothes and hair were all messes up and disorganized.
"Well that is none of your business!" grandma shot back.
"Well neither was how my night went," I stated.
"Fair enough." The rest of the party went fairly well. We were busy trading 'war' stories and telling jokes. But time was slowly running out. Soon, an old woman sitting on a crystal ball seemed to appear out of nowhere, spooking me.
"Alright, boys, you're time's almost up," she said to the Z fighters. They moped a little.
"Do we have to?" Krillin whined.
"Hey, Baba! No 'hello' to me?" Master Roshi growled, annoyed. Baba gave his a side-ward glance. "You never even come to visit anymore or send a single postcard! What kind of a sister are you?"
"I'm a busy woman, oniisan!" Baba yelled. "I have more important things to be doing. Besides, you're always too busy reading your magazines, ogling at skimpy girls and bikini-clad women!"
"Hey that's not fair! They're mostly naked, not bikini-clad!" The siblings continued their bickering while we were saying good by to the humans and Piccolo. For some reason, the saiya-jins had more time than them. The non-saiya-jins had only until 4pm, which was the time currently, but the saiya-jins had until 7pm.
"See ya guys around," Krillin said, waving. "Don't forget the little people, okay?"
"Bye you guys," Trunks and I said. Baba snapped back into reality and cleared her throat. She closed her eyes and the Z fighters' began to fade away. Once they were gone completely, Baba turned to the rest of us.
"I'm afraid I'll be back at 7:00 for the rest," she said sadly. "I hope you get the chance to do everything you had hoped." Then she vanished. I turned back to my family.
"well, we don't have a lot of time, but let's go inside," I suggested. Grandpa playfully picked up obaasan and carried her inside, her shrieking with laughter along the way. We played a few games and talked a lot about things the dead warriors had missed. They were thrilled that the world was really pulling itself together so quickly. We also told them that a new Baby Boomers era had started and the Earth would be repopulated in no time. We ate dinner and played a few more games. I even got Vegeta to play Monopoly with us. Still, the time seemed to fly and once again, Baba had showed up to take the rest of them back to the Afterlife. I became sad that I'd really never see any of them again. The three said goodbye to the wives and Master Roshi. Then they said goodbye to me and Trunks. Grandpa stepped forward first. I gave him a hug good bye.
"I'll miss you, ojiisama," I whispered. "You're the best grandpa anyone could ever ask for." He grinned.
"Really? Arigato." He turned to Trunks. "Take good care of her." Trunks nodded.
"I wouldn't have it any other way," he replied. He shook hands with grandpa. I turned and gave tousan a big hug.
"Good bye, daddy!" I whimpered. I didn't want him to go. It seemed too soon. "You mean to world to me." I gave him a kiss on the cheek. I sensed him smile.
"Don't worry, Pan-chan," he murmured. "I'll always be watching over you." We parted and dad turned to Trunks. "And remember what I said."
"You mean what you threatened," trunks joked. "Goodbye sensei. Stay happy." I smiled and I turned my attention to Vegeta. Smirking, I offered my hand. He snorted and shook my hand, but I pulled him into an embrace.
"Bye, Veggie-chan. I'll look after Bulma-san for you," I giggled. "And you don't have to worry about your brat offspring. I'll look after him too." He smirked. "Among other offspring." He gave me a surprised look, then smirked again.
"You do that, Pan," he whispered quietly. I smiled. He never once called me by my real name. It was either 'Girl', 'Brat', 'Relative to Kakorrot', or 'Out of my Way'. That made me feel good. I released him. Baba cleared her raspy throat.
"It's almost time," she said sadly. "I hope you've said your proper good-byes." She shot Vegeta a glance. The saiya-jin boys nodded. Slowly, their bodies began to glow fainting, then fade. They waved as they were pulled back into the Afterlife realm.
"Oh, and one more thing!" Goku called. "We'll be back, meowing for our milk." I looked at him strangely as Vegeta gave Goku a light shove before they were completely gone. 'Meowing for their milk?' Whatever that meant.
"Farewell," Baba said. "Until we meet again. And Roshi, stay out of those magazines." Roshi snorted. Baba vanished again for the final time. I sighed happily when a pair of arms surrounded me. I felt safe and warm. I was finally with the man I loved: Trunks Vegeta Briefs. Life couldn't be better.
"What time is it?" whispered his sweet voice. I check my watch.
"7pm. Why do you ask?" I asked, returning with a question. His lips smirked.
"That's 10 hours until sunrise." I felt my eyes water. He remembered. He remembered! He was going to keep his promise after all this time. That just topped my day. I turned and kissed him.
"That's why I love you," I whispered. "You always remember the most important things." We went back inside, followed by my mother, grandma, and Bulma. After three hours of playing games and telling stories, we began to get a bit bored. It was half past 3 when we went back outside, greeted by the warm, summer breeze. Kame Island truly was a typical paradise island. According to Master Roshi, it rarely ever rained and never snowed. He was trying to convince me and Trunks to move there, muttering something about 'live action instead of magazines.' I 'regretfully' declined his kind offer. Sometimes he was just too obvious a pervert. The night was so warm that we lit a fire so we could see what we were doing and continued to talk. Bulma asked a lot of questions about me and Trunks' plans for the future. So far, Trunks suggested getting a house that was in the middle of both mom's and Bulma's house. That is, of course, once we had rebuilt the cities. Until then, we planned on staying at Bulma's, since she was all alone anyway. Chi-chi even decided that she and mom should live with us too. I checked my watch much later. It was nearing 5:00.
"It's almost time," I said. It reminded me of what Baba had said. I shook off the feeling and grabbed Trunks and mom's hand, dragging them to the east side of the island, with everyone following. The sun wasn't coming up yet, but the sky was definitely getting brighter. We sat down together and waited patiently. Slowly, but surely, the sun rose, just like it always did. And it signified a new day. A new life for me and Trunks. It was the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. Nothing would ever amount to this perfect moment, surrounded by loved ones at eternal peace with myself. I looked back on my life. Now that I thought about it, I was much better off than most. I still had a good deal of my family, unlike most who were all alone. Alone. A feeling I didn't experience anymore. I hadn't felt that way since I was 5 years old. That brought another thought to mind.
"Our family isn't going to be alone anymore, what with all the new additions," I said quietly and thoughtfully. Trunks looked at me with utter confusion.
"N-new additions?" he asked curiously. I blinked, not quite believing he hadn't sense the ki earlier. Then again, I did have the heightened sense of ki.
"Yes silly! The babies." Trunks paled. I grinned and winked at him. Yes, it was true. Finally, after all we've been through, we were on our way to starting our own family. A family not raised in world like mine. No more androids, no more Cell, no more pain. We're quite a tough planet, Chikyuu. Out in vastness of space, we had managed through apocalypse, Armageddon, massacre, and back again. Finally, no more surprises...except maybe my surprise to Trunks. Me? Pregnant? There was a little ki growing. Four, actually, but they weren't all mine. I guess that was a whole different story, meant to be told a different time.
~*owari*~
Well, it's not quite the end. There's an epilogue, and...LUCKY CHANCE 2!! Wondering about the babies Pan was talking about? Wondering about little comments made during this chapter? It's all explained in the sequel to this epic, Lucky Chance 2: Generation Serendipity. Our story switches from Pan's POV to a third-person view, and it's no longer just about Pan and Trunks. New characters appear, new adventures happen, new guardians arrive, and new love blossoms. Be on a sharp look-out for the sequel, Generation Serendipity!