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see in this chapter!
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Chapter 9: "Dangerous Discovery"
Disclaimer (just realized I dun have one of these): I dun own DBZ - Akira Toriyama has no idea how lucky he is - but the story's mine!
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Pan swung her legs over the side of the bed and leaned forward with her elbows resting on her thighs and her chin resting on her fists. She sighed and ran her hands through her hair. She pushed her blankets off of her but then started shivering in the cold air, so she wrapped herself tighter in them.
Weakly, she stood up and walked to the window. A wave of dizziness washed over her and forced her to lean against the windowsill for support. She stood there, contentedly staring at the bright blue sky. Suddenly, some voices caught her attention and she realized Trunks and Bulma were having a very deep discussion. She made her way slowly to the door and cracked it open then leaned against the wall, listening.
"'Kaa-san, when are you going to tell her?"
"What do you want me to say? 'We're so glad you're alive, Pan-chan. By the way, ChiChi's dying.'? We have to wait until she's well enough to handle it."
"And when will that be?"
"I don't know... a few more days."
"...'Kaa-san, ChiChi-san only has five months. Those few days could be priceless to Pan."
"Trunks! Unless you're going to risk Pan's mental health, let me handle it."
"What are you talking about, 'mental health?'"
"Her entire body isn't fully up and running correctly yet, including her brain. If this is suddenly thrown in her face, there's no telling how traumatized she'd be."
"Traumatized... 'Kaa-san, all her family except for ChiChi is dead, more than half of the world's population has been killed by an evil pair of Androids, and she suffered through one of the deadliest diseases ever. Somehow I doubt there's much left that could traumatize her."
"It's exactly BECAUSE of those things that we have to be careful! Trunks, just trust me on this. Please?"
"Hmmph... fine."
"Thank you. Now, can you help me in my lab for a few minutes?"
"Fine..."
Pan stared in shock at a picture of ChiChi on a small table next to the bed. Her vision started to go dim, until the only thing she could see was the picture of ChiChi.
"...Obaa-chan...no..."
Her knees started to give away under her, and she collapsed to the ground. She lifted her head and forced herself to stand up, with a look on her face which strangely matched Vejeta's determined look perfectly.
"I have...to see...Obaa-chan."
She limped to the living room where she grabbed Bulma's cell phone resting on a table. The symbols on the small screen started to muddle together, and she forced herself to see straight. She finally found what she was looking for and saw the phone number and name of the last person to call that phone - South City Hospital.
"Gotcha..." She dropped the cell phone and limped to the door. She flung it open and dropped her blanket as she forced herself to rise into the air and fly off in the direction of the hospital.
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"Trunks, hang on, let me make a phone call...," Bulma reached into one of the many pockets on her lab outfit and scowled when she didn't find her cell phone, "Ugh, where'd it go??"
"You probably left it somewhere."
"Figures... let's go."
They made their way to the living room, where Bulma gasped when she saw Pan's blanket in the open doorway. She spotted her cell phone and picked it up, staring in shock when she saw the same display Pan had seen only seconds before.
"Trunks, somehow she overheard us talking about ChiChi! She's headed to the hospital!"
"...I'll be back." Trunks flew out the door after Pan. He caught up with her only minutes later, since she was at less than half of her full power and he was at full power. He wrapped his arms around her tightly to keep her from flying away and started flying back to Capsule Corporation.
Pan slammed her fists onto his arms, but gave up and went limp after several futile attempts. Trunks landed on the front lawn and took Pan back to her bed. Bulma ran in right behind him and looked worriedly at Pan.
The raven-haired girl was tossing in her sleep and mumbled several incoherent words, but three of them caught Bulma's ear, "Must...see...Obaa- chan..."
Bulma shot Trunks an "I told you so" look, and he returned it with a blank stare. After several more minutes of Pan tossing and turning, Trunks sat on the bed next to her and wrapped his arms around her. Pan immediately calmed down, now just whimpering quietly. He let go and stepped back, looking away quickly.
Bulma gave him a strange look, then sat down next to Pan, "Shh, Pan-chan... you can see your Obaa-chan later. Now you need rest..."
"Mmm...okay...rest..." The younger girl calmed down completely and fell asleep.
"Great... she just had to overhear us..." Bulma glanced up at Trunks, who was still looking away.
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Pan yawned and immediately sat up, remembering about ChiChi. The quick movement gave her a splitting headache, though, and she winced in pain as she put a hand to her head. She glanced around and saw Trunks in his usual place of standing by the window. She tilted her head and shot him a strange look.
-What does he do, stare out the window all day long...?-
He looked at her and noticed she was awake, then looked away. Pan suddenly remembered that he had brought her back to Capsule Corporation and calmed her down. A small grin spread across her face as she jumped out of bed, hugging him.
"Thank you, Trunks..."
"...I only did it because 'Kaa-san wanted me to."
The words stabbed through Pan like a knife and she stepped back, staring at him in horror. He coldly turned away and began walking out.
"Speaking of which, if you're well enough, come eat."
Pan stared at the open doorway and collapsed to the ground, tears filling her eyes.
-There's no way he would save me if he didn't care... would he?-
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Hee hee, I love angst! ^_^ Yah, yah, I'm weird. Anywho, don't forget to review!
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Chapter 9: "Dangerous Discovery"
Disclaimer (just realized I dun have one of these): I dun own DBZ - Akira Toriyama has no idea how lucky he is - but the story's mine!
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Pan swung her legs over the side of the bed and leaned forward with her elbows resting on her thighs and her chin resting on her fists. She sighed and ran her hands through her hair. She pushed her blankets off of her but then started shivering in the cold air, so she wrapped herself tighter in them.
Weakly, she stood up and walked to the window. A wave of dizziness washed over her and forced her to lean against the windowsill for support. She stood there, contentedly staring at the bright blue sky. Suddenly, some voices caught her attention and she realized Trunks and Bulma were having a very deep discussion. She made her way slowly to the door and cracked it open then leaned against the wall, listening.
"'Kaa-san, when are you going to tell her?"
"What do you want me to say? 'We're so glad you're alive, Pan-chan. By the way, ChiChi's dying.'? We have to wait until she's well enough to handle it."
"And when will that be?"
"I don't know... a few more days."
"...'Kaa-san, ChiChi-san only has five months. Those few days could be priceless to Pan."
"Trunks! Unless you're going to risk Pan's mental health, let me handle it."
"What are you talking about, 'mental health?'"
"Her entire body isn't fully up and running correctly yet, including her brain. If this is suddenly thrown in her face, there's no telling how traumatized she'd be."
"Traumatized... 'Kaa-san, all her family except for ChiChi is dead, more than half of the world's population has been killed by an evil pair of Androids, and she suffered through one of the deadliest diseases ever. Somehow I doubt there's much left that could traumatize her."
"It's exactly BECAUSE of those things that we have to be careful! Trunks, just trust me on this. Please?"
"Hmmph... fine."
"Thank you. Now, can you help me in my lab for a few minutes?"
"Fine..."
Pan stared in shock at a picture of ChiChi on a small table next to the bed. Her vision started to go dim, until the only thing she could see was the picture of ChiChi.
"...Obaa-chan...no..."
Her knees started to give away under her, and she collapsed to the ground. She lifted her head and forced herself to stand up, with a look on her face which strangely matched Vejeta's determined look perfectly.
"I have...to see...Obaa-chan."
She limped to the living room where she grabbed Bulma's cell phone resting on a table. The symbols on the small screen started to muddle together, and she forced herself to see straight. She finally found what she was looking for and saw the phone number and name of the last person to call that phone - South City Hospital.
"Gotcha..." She dropped the cell phone and limped to the door. She flung it open and dropped her blanket as she forced herself to rise into the air and fly off in the direction of the hospital.
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"Trunks, hang on, let me make a phone call...," Bulma reached into one of the many pockets on her lab outfit and scowled when she didn't find her cell phone, "Ugh, where'd it go??"
"You probably left it somewhere."
"Figures... let's go."
They made their way to the living room, where Bulma gasped when she saw Pan's blanket in the open doorway. She spotted her cell phone and picked it up, staring in shock when she saw the same display Pan had seen only seconds before.
"Trunks, somehow she overheard us talking about ChiChi! She's headed to the hospital!"
"...I'll be back." Trunks flew out the door after Pan. He caught up with her only minutes later, since she was at less than half of her full power and he was at full power. He wrapped his arms around her tightly to keep her from flying away and started flying back to Capsule Corporation.
Pan slammed her fists onto his arms, but gave up and went limp after several futile attempts. Trunks landed on the front lawn and took Pan back to her bed. Bulma ran in right behind him and looked worriedly at Pan.
The raven-haired girl was tossing in her sleep and mumbled several incoherent words, but three of them caught Bulma's ear, "Must...see...Obaa- chan..."
Bulma shot Trunks an "I told you so" look, and he returned it with a blank stare. After several more minutes of Pan tossing and turning, Trunks sat on the bed next to her and wrapped his arms around her. Pan immediately calmed down, now just whimpering quietly. He let go and stepped back, looking away quickly.
Bulma gave him a strange look, then sat down next to Pan, "Shh, Pan-chan... you can see your Obaa-chan later. Now you need rest..."
"Mmm...okay...rest..." The younger girl calmed down completely and fell asleep.
"Great... she just had to overhear us..." Bulma glanced up at Trunks, who was still looking away.
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Pan yawned and immediately sat up, remembering about ChiChi. The quick movement gave her a splitting headache, though, and she winced in pain as she put a hand to her head. She glanced around and saw Trunks in his usual place of standing by the window. She tilted her head and shot him a strange look.
-What does he do, stare out the window all day long...?-
He looked at her and noticed she was awake, then looked away. Pan suddenly remembered that he had brought her back to Capsule Corporation and calmed her down. A small grin spread across her face as she jumped out of bed, hugging him.
"Thank you, Trunks..."
"...I only did it because 'Kaa-san wanted me to."
The words stabbed through Pan like a knife and she stepped back, staring at him in horror. He coldly turned away and began walking out.
"Speaking of which, if you're well enough, come eat."
Pan stared at the open doorway and collapsed to the ground, tears filling her eyes.
-There's no way he would save me if he didn't care... would he?-
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Hee hee, I love angst! ^_^ Yah, yah, I'm weird. Anywho, don't forget to review!