A/N: Hi again! ^^ it's me! Muahahaha! I'm ba-acckkk!!!! =P EEEEE! WRITER'S BLOCK IS BAD! Here's the... 13th chapter! I hope u enjoy! ^^ Turns out, this won't be the last chapter after all! *sobs* and now I don't want the fic to end... maybe I'll write another one ^^. Anyway, enjoy the chapter... and... email me and stuff... I guess...
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Disclaimer: Not mine. The song I used is called "Take a Bow" by Madonna... (background singing included! ^.~)
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Chapter 13: Rain Are My Tears
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Take a bow, the night is over
This masquerade is getting older
Lights are low, the curtains down
There's no one here
(There's no one here, there's no one in the crowd)
The sky, gray and cold. Clouds unmoving overhead. The grassy hillside frosted with dew. She looked down at her watch: 1 PM. Still that early? How long had the small crowd been standing out here in the weather?
Hours, minutes, seconds? Who cares? She's dead. And there's nothing that can be done about it. She looked over at Trunks, his head hung low, looking down at his feet. He looked up. Their gazes locked. Her heart almost skipped a beat as she continued to stare into those ice blue eyes.
She resisted the tears that wanted to form in her eyes. She still loved him, and she knew it. But I was time to get over it.
Say your lines but do you feel them
Do you mean what you say when there's no one around (no one around)
Watching you, watching me, one lonely star
(One lonely star you don't know who you are)
Distantly, he stood staring at the raven-haired woman that he loved. How he wished he had the courage to just walk up to her and make up. To tell her everything will be all right. To hold her when she's sad. To tell her he was wrong all along, and that he should've trusted her.
Too bad he was too much of a shit head. He mentally smacked himself for being such a wimp. He watched her avoid eye contact by looking the opposite way. Things were so awkward now. It was impossible to even be friends.
I've always been in love with you (always with you)
I guess you've always known it's true (you know it's true)
You took my love for granted, why oh why
The show is over, say good-bye
It wasn't like they hated each other, was it? So why was this so hard?
Say good-bye (bye bye), say good-bye
Make them laugh, it comes so easy
When you get to the part
Where you're breaking my heart (breaking my heart)
Hide behind your smile, all the world loves a clown
(Just make 'em smile the whole world loves a clown)
Inside, she really wanted to run up to him and be held by him. (cheesy, ey? Sorry, it's the writer's block) To have him coo her, and to have him to cry on. (damnit I have no fucking clue what the hell I'm writing!)
Her train of thought was broken by the soft tone of her cell phone ringing. The guests at the funeral looked over at her. Glaring with hating eyes for interrupting this sad event. She smiled meekly as she walked by the tall tree not too far away to answer her phone.
'Who the hell would call now?' Pan wondered as she took a look at the caller ID. The number seemed familiar, but with all the misconceptions that have been happening, she couldn't come up with who it was.
"Hello?" She held the small-like phone up to her ear.
"Hi Panny," A female voice greeted cheerily.
Wish you well, I cannot stay
You deserve an award for the role that you played (role that you played)
No more masquerade, you're one lonely star
(One lonely star and you don't know who you are)
"Who-" Pan started, but was cut off.
"This is Videl... your mother...?" Videl informed as a matter-of-factly.
"Oh... hi mom," Her voice lit up a little. "So, what'd you call for?"
"Can't her a mother call her own daughter?" Videl answered with her own question.
"Well, yeah... but I'm kinda in the middle of something right now..." Pan trailed off.
"Oh?" Videl asked, interested. "And what might that be? Nothing sexual, I hope,"
Pan choked and blushed, embarrassed. Her mother was so nosy. "No mom, actually... a funeral,"
"Oh, I'm sorry," Videl said sympathetically.
"Alex died," Pan's eyes became teary thinking about her friend's death.
"Oh. Well, your father and I just called because we wanted to see how you were doing, and that's about it. Come visit later, honey," Videl told, then handed the phone to her husband.
"Pan?" Gohan spoke into the phone.
"Yes Dad?" She was getting bored.
"Be good, and visit soon," He told her.
"Ok, Dad," She reassured, "I will,"
"I love you, Panny," He told her, "Bye,"
"Bye Daddy," She pushed the red button and ended the call.
She sighed deeply. Blowing a few strands of hair out of her eyes as she took out her shoulder-length hair from the messy bun it was in. She shook out her hair, and returned to the ceremony.
I've always been in love with you (always with you)
I guess you've always known it's true (you know it's true)
You took my love for granted, why oh why
The show is over, say good-bye
Say good-bye (bye bye), say good-bye
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He walked, staring at the distant gravestones and trees. Crying women and men passed by him, walking from the ceremony. He exhaled, making white steam appear. Now he noticed all the little things in life. What he hadn't noticed before. He was so caught up in himself.
The birds had disappeared along with their soothing, sometimes annoying, melodies. The leaves were starting to shed, leaving tree branches bare and ugly. Everything seemed so unhappy and hideous now that he and Pan were over. The fact that Alex just died didn't help either.
Who did he have to turn to? No one. Unless... he was desperate enough to go to his mother. Bulma? He wasn't THAT stupid yet.
I've always been in love with you (always with you)
I guess you've always known it's true (you know it's true)
You took my love for granted, why oh why
The show is over, say good-bye
Say good-bye (bye bye), say good-bye
Life was just so depressing now. He just wanted all the pain to stop. He couldn't take it anymore. He got into his car. He wanted the pain to stop. For him to stop bleeding. For his wounds to heel. But he knew he could only stop they temporarily. And what would stop it temporarily?
Drinking.
All the world is a stage (world is a stage)
And everyone has their part (has their part)
But how was I to know which way the story'd go
How was I to know you'd break
(You'd break, you'd break, you'd break)
You'd break my heart
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He motioned the bartender for another shot of drink. The room was only beginning to spin and get fuzzy. Still, the problems and not been forgotten. He continued to motion as the bartender finally looked over at the fairly drunk man with locks of purple.
"Hey buddy, you've already had several, I can't give you anymore," The bartender said, gathering the remaining glasses before Trunks. "Get outta here. There's nothing I can do,"
Trunks looked down at the bar and looked back up at the bartender. He nodded and got off his stool. Swaggering a bit, he made it to his car.
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She tossed and turned in her warm sheets. Her shoulder-length raven hair getting tangled in front of her face. She couldn't sleep. The image of Trunks haunted her mind, along with Alex's words...
"Trunks still loves you, and you need to get back together. I can't stand seeing the last seconds of my life with you two so unhappy, alright? Pan, be smart. Get back together,"
Was it true? For sure? She didn't know.
Fed up with the hassle, she got up and sat, staring at the rain trailing down the window. She needed some fresh air. She needed to take a walk. She got to her closet, put on some warm clothes and took her umbrella as she headed out the door into the rainy night.
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I've always been in love with you
(I've always been in love with you)
Guess you've always known
You took my love for granted, why oh why
The show is over, say good-bye
His car sped along the rainy road, his eyes closing every few seconds. He was flirting with sleep as he tried to concentrate on steering the wheel and getting home before he crashed.
He came to a smaller road, near Pan's apartment. He frowned at the thought of Pan. His head dipped in sleepiness. As his neck choked up his head again, he saw a blurry image of a person a little ways before his car.
His eyes closed again, then opened slightly, only to notice the person turn. The female's eyes became wider as the headlights paled her skin. Only then did he notice that she looked like Pan.
Pan? Shit. He was going to hit her. Coming to his senses, he slammed on the breaks.
Too late.
The car was going far too fast to stop immediately then and there. He barely felt the impact as the body went flying several feet away from the car.
"NO!" He screamed as he opened the door quickly and stepped outside into the pouring rain.
In too much of a hurry to even close the door or turn off the engine. The umbrella scattered carelessly across the road. The soaking wet raven hair covered her face as he picked her up into his lap, sitting on the ground. Naturally, he checked for pulse. No pulse in the wrist. No pulse in the neck.
He brushed her hair away. Her face was scratched and bruised, blood soaking through the clothing. But still, she looked like the angel she was. It was then his already shattered heart broke into yet another million pieces.
Tears trailing down his cheeks. Dropping to the ground. Along with the rain.
Like the rain.
I've always been in love with you (always with you)
I guess you've always known it's true (you know it's true)
You took my love for granted, why oh why
The show is over, say good-bye
Why hadn't he made up with her earlier? Then this would have never happened. Never. But now she was dead too. And it was his entire fault.
It was as if he were watching in slow motion as the police cars and ambulances pulled up. Obviously, someone had noticed, and called.
"Sir, please step back," A voice said urging him to move so that they could get to the body.
Trunks spaced as he looked at Pan's soft features, even when she was... dead. More tears dropped from his eyes, although unnoticeable with the rain still pouring. His hands shook in sorrow and anger.
He wanted to scream and bang and cry. Alex's last words clung to him.
"Remember," GOD he was such a dumbass. Why didn't he tell Pan that he still loved her? Why didn't he make up with her? Now it was too late to.
"Sir, please move," He was asked again. This time he responded and moved, leaving Pan's body to professional hands.
Even more tears spilled as he watched them reel her into the ambulance. Lights flashing this way and that. People yelling and calling. The rain pouring on his body. The tears on his face.
Rain are his tears, and there would never be a chance to tell her how much he loved her again.
Never again.
Say good-bye (bye bye), say good-bye
Say good-bye.
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A/N: Well, that was it!! I hope you enjoyed it... so I killed Pan... x___X DON'T HATE ME!!! >.