Author's Note: Well, here it is, the epilogue. *sniff* I can't believe it's almost over already! It's been such a short time... Oh well! ^^ I've got more T/P stuff up my sleeve. Hehe, watch for it!
Disclaimer: DBZ is not mine, but it just might be soon... ::lands on New Namek and comes out of her spaceship:: Yoohoo, Great Elder!
[Elder Mourry] ::comes out of his little... place:: Yes?
Could you summon Porunga for me? I want to make a wish that Shenlong on Earth can't grant.
[Elder Mourry] Hmm... ::walks forward and lays a hand on her head:: Ah, I see what it is you want the Dragon for... Well, sorry.
Huh?
[Great Elder] I can see that you have evil intentions.
I wasn't gonna ask to own DBZ. I just want a Bloody Mary.
[Great Elder] Feh. Get out of here.
Aww... ::pouts::
Unexpected
by Supaa Saiyajin Trinity
Epilogue
Taking my hand in his he leads the both of us out of the cave. When we are back in the sunlight, he takes me into his arms and kisses my forehead quickly. "C'mon, let's go home."
I swear, I want to melt. I would be perfectly happy to stay forever, here in his embrace, but he's right. We do have to get back. I nod. He lets me go, and I immediately feel a heaviness in my heart at the loss of his warmth. But he takes my hand again, squeezing it for reassurance, and I squeeze back. We both take flight, heading for home.
***
After a little while, I can see that by following his lead (since I couldn't keep my eyes off him), I have inadvertently allowed him to take me not home, but to Capsule Corp. As we land at the door, I give him a questioning look.
"Uh, I forgot something."
"Oh. Okay." I prepare to sit down on the bench near the door.
"You can come in if you want," he says.
I stand up again. "Sure."
He opens the door, and I notice it's very dark.
"Hey, what's up wi--"
Suddenly, the lights come on and I am drowned out by, "SURPRISE! Happy Birthday, Pan!"
"Huh?" Squinting, I find that all of my friends and family are there, smiling at me. My mother is holding a chocolate-frosted birthday cake with white writing and eighteen brightly-lit candles. I feel my eyes beginning to water. "Oh, god, everyone... I can't believe it..."
Grandma Chi-Chi makes her way through the crowd, causing a bit of a commotion as she does, and finally free, walks over to me. She grins and gently lays a hand on my shoulder. "Come on, let's party."
***
It is a while later, when the party is in full swing, music blaring, guests chattering and eating, that Trunks grabs my hand and leads me outside to the backyard.
To my curious glance, he answers, "I, uh, thought you might like to get away from all the noise for a bit."
"Heh, well, actually, now that you mention it, there is a slight ringing in my ears."
He smiles. We sit on the steps, my head against his chest, his arm around my shoulder.
"I love you," he whispers into my hair.
"I love you, too."
A loud snort is heard following my statement, and we both whirl around, greeted my the muscle-toned form of the Saiyajin no Ouji.
We both leap to our feet.
"Vegeta!"
"Father!"
He raises an eyebrow at the both of us.
The three of us stand there in uncomfortable silence. Trunks and I shift our feet, feeling a little edgy under his cynical gaze.
He finally speaks, addressing his son. "I see you and the brat have chosen one another as mates?"
He gulps. "Y-Yes, Father."
"Hmm." He looks me over, and I can't help feeling anxious. After a few moments, seemingly satisfied, he begins to turn around.
"Wait, Father."
He looks back, grunting in response.
Trunks takes a step forward. "Aren't you angry with me or anything?"
"For what?"
Trunks fidgets a little. "Well, for choosing her. I mean..." He trails off.
Vegeta now fully turns his body to us, crossing his arms. "I can't say that I fully approve of our bloodline being mixed with that of a third-class idiot, but..." A smirk appears. "...But frankly, she's better than any of the human females I've seen you with lately. Besides, she's a good fighter, and you're both adults now. You two have the right to make your own choices." He nods at me, apparently finished, and takes his leave.
I step up beside Trunks, watching his face. It is a mixture of emotions: love, gratitude, relief. He wipes at his eyes, which are beginning to show signs of overflowing with tears of happiness. I take his hand, and he looks down at me, my touch bringing him out of a trace.
"Didn't think he'd be okay with it, did you?" I ask.
"No," he admits, then takes me in his arms. "But I'm so glad he did."
"So am I. This whole day has just been so weird. It went from terrible to wonderful in such a short amount of time."
"Hmm," he agrees. "Unexpected, wasn't it?"
******
Awww... Well, that's it! No more, sorry. ^^ Review and tell me how you liked it!
Disclaimer: DBZ is not mine, but it just might be soon... ::lands on New Namek and comes out of her spaceship:: Yoohoo, Great Elder!
[Elder Mourry] ::comes out of his little... place:: Yes?
Could you summon Porunga for me? I want to make a wish that Shenlong on Earth can't grant.
[Elder Mourry] Hmm... ::walks forward and lays a hand on her head:: Ah, I see what it is you want the Dragon for... Well, sorry.
Huh?
[Great Elder] I can see that you have evil intentions.
I wasn't gonna ask to own DBZ. I just want a Bloody Mary.
[Great Elder] Feh. Get out of here.
Aww... ::pouts::
Unexpected
by Supaa Saiyajin Trinity
Epilogue
Taking my hand in his he leads the both of us out of the cave. When we are back in the sunlight, he takes me into his arms and kisses my forehead quickly. "C'mon, let's go home."
I swear, I want to melt. I would be perfectly happy to stay forever, here in his embrace, but he's right. We do have to get back. I nod. He lets me go, and I immediately feel a heaviness in my heart at the loss of his warmth. But he takes my hand again, squeezing it for reassurance, and I squeeze back. We both take flight, heading for home.
***
After a little while, I can see that by following his lead (since I couldn't keep my eyes off him), I have inadvertently allowed him to take me not home, but to Capsule Corp. As we land at the door, I give him a questioning look.
"Uh, I forgot something."
"Oh. Okay." I prepare to sit down on the bench near the door.
"You can come in if you want," he says.
I stand up again. "Sure."
He opens the door, and I notice it's very dark.
"Hey, what's up wi--"
Suddenly, the lights come on and I am drowned out by, "SURPRISE! Happy Birthday, Pan!"
"Huh?" Squinting, I find that all of my friends and family are there, smiling at me. My mother is holding a chocolate-frosted birthday cake with white writing and eighteen brightly-lit candles. I feel my eyes beginning to water. "Oh, god, everyone... I can't believe it..."
Grandma Chi-Chi makes her way through the crowd, causing a bit of a commotion as she does, and finally free, walks over to me. She grins and gently lays a hand on my shoulder. "Come on, let's party."
***
It is a while later, when the party is in full swing, music blaring, guests chattering and eating, that Trunks grabs my hand and leads me outside to the backyard.
To my curious glance, he answers, "I, uh, thought you might like to get away from all the noise for a bit."
"Heh, well, actually, now that you mention it, there is a slight ringing in my ears."
He smiles. We sit on the steps, my head against his chest, his arm around my shoulder.
"I love you," he whispers into my hair.
"I love you, too."
A loud snort is heard following my statement, and we both whirl around, greeted my the muscle-toned form of the Saiyajin no Ouji.
We both leap to our feet.
"Vegeta!"
"Father!"
He raises an eyebrow at the both of us.
The three of us stand there in uncomfortable silence. Trunks and I shift our feet, feeling a little edgy under his cynical gaze.
He finally speaks, addressing his son. "I see you and the brat have chosen one another as mates?"
He gulps. "Y-Yes, Father."
"Hmm." He looks me over, and I can't help feeling anxious. After a few moments, seemingly satisfied, he begins to turn around.
"Wait, Father."
He looks back, grunting in response.
Trunks takes a step forward. "Aren't you angry with me or anything?"
"For what?"
Trunks fidgets a little. "Well, for choosing her. I mean..." He trails off.
Vegeta now fully turns his body to us, crossing his arms. "I can't say that I fully approve of our bloodline being mixed with that of a third-class idiot, but..." A smirk appears. "...But frankly, she's better than any of the human females I've seen you with lately. Besides, she's a good fighter, and you're both adults now. You two have the right to make your own choices." He nods at me, apparently finished, and takes his leave.
I step up beside Trunks, watching his face. It is a mixture of emotions: love, gratitude, relief. He wipes at his eyes, which are beginning to show signs of overflowing with tears of happiness. I take his hand, and he looks down at me, my touch bringing him out of a trace.
"Didn't think he'd be okay with it, did you?" I ask.
"No," he admits, then takes me in his arms. "But I'm so glad he did."
"So am I. This whole day has just been so weird. It went from terrible to wonderful in such a short amount of time."
"Hmm," he agrees. "Unexpected, wasn't it?"
******
Awww... Well, that's it! No more, sorry. ^^ Review and tell me how you liked it!