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Author's Note: Thank You all so much for the reviews!! I'll do my best to update the chapters asap. Oh and fear not, Mirai Trunks will come to play shortly. Again, thanx so much for the reviews!! Now, on with the fic!
WARNING: Mild violence and bad language.
Chapter Two: Bitter Sweet Memories
After dinner, Pan decided to walk home, seeing as how the sky was now an over-
cast. She assured Trunks that she would be fine by herself; after all, she was a Saiyan, 1/4
but still a Saiyan no less. With that, Trunks gave her an innocent goodnight kiss and departed.
Pan sighed as she saw him leave in one of Capsule Corps many, well designed air cars. She walked and walked, not caring where she was going. All she knew was that she had to be alone. Suddenly, a large shadow blocked her path towards her unknown destination. When she looked up, Pan realized it was one of the many thugs that occupied the filthy alleys of Satan City. The thug towered over Pan and smirked, thinking that this particular night wasn't as bad as he'd thought it'd be. How wrong he was...
"Hey there baby. What's a hottie like you doing in a place like this? You looking for a good time." He licked his lips and took a step towards her. Pan looked at him with empty, lifeless eyes. She then glided past him and continued to walk, ignoring his presence.
The thug grabbed her arm the moment she pasted him. "Hey! Where do you think you're going huh?! You're gonna stay right here and show me a good time." With that, the thug threw Pan against the brick wall. Pan didn't even flinch when her body collided with the wall. He began to kiss her neck and then worked his way down. With little effort, Pan knocked the thug to the ground the moment his crusty lips touched her bare shoulder. She then continued to walk as if nothing had happened. The thug wiped his bloodstained lips and pulled out a 6-inch blade. "You damn bitch! I'll show you the penalty for doing that to me!!" He ran towards her and his blade came in contact with her skin. Blood spurted from the wound below her ribs. The thug grinned at his little handy work. Still, Pan stood there, letting her thick, warm blood run down her body and soak into her once beautiful dress. The thug stopped grinning once he realized that his victim wasn't crying out with pain. He moved towards her once again, swinging the blade ever so violently. In one quick motion, Pan dodged the attack without even trying; she sent the thug flying across the alley with one swift round house kick. The thug was knocked unconscious with just that kick alone.
When Pan regained her posture, she began to feel tiny drops of water drip onto her face. She looked up into the sky and realized that it was cloudy once again. It started out as small droplets but within seconds, the droplets turned into large raindrops. Pan walked out of the alley and took the path that lend to the park. A trail of blood tainted with puddles of water can be seen as Pan walked down the stoned pathway that lend to the center of the park.
She stepped onto the wet grass and made her way to a very large and old willow tree, the tree that contained most of Pan's memories of Trunks while they were together. With her fingers, Pan gently traced the outline of the words that were carved into the willow's bark.
*Flash Back*
Pan is seen being dragged by an all too eager Trunks.
"Ne, Trunks-kun! Where are you taking me?"
"You'll see. It's a surprise!"
He finally stopped a few feet away from the old willow tree. "Ok Pan-chan, you have to close your eyes."
"Eh? Doshite?"
"Just do it."
"Ok, if you say so."
Pan does as she is told. Trunks then waves his hand in front of her face just to make sure her eyes are really closed. He then proceeds to guide her closer to the tree by holding onto both her hands.
With a sigh, "Now can I open my eyes?"
"Not yet."
Pan is now slightly annoyed, her lips have curved into a slight pout. Ignoring this, Trunks stands behind her and whispers softly into her right ear, "Now." Pan slowly opens her eyes to see her name, as well as Trunks, carved into the willow's bark. It read:
Trunks Loves Pan
Always and Forever
"Oh my dende..." Her eyes began to water slightly.
Seeing this, Trunks was worried. It wasn't the reaction that he was hoping for.
"What's wrong Pan-chan, you don't like it?"
Sniffling from the tears, "Oh Trunks, I love it." With that heard, Trunks sighed a sigh of relief and encircled his arms around her slender waist. "I'm glad." Trunks then wiped her tears away and whispers, "Ashiteru, Pan-chan."
Smiling, "And I you Trunks-kun." With that, they both exchanged a passionate kiss.
*End of Flash Back*
The tears now fell freely from Pan's eyes as she read those words over and over again. She then gently whispered, "Doshite, Trunks-kun?" With each time she said it, Pan slammed her fist into the tree, causing her hands to bleed and for her carved name to slowly disappear. At the last hit, she cried out one last time, "DOSHITE!" Pan fell to her knees and cried with all her heart and soul.
To Be Continued...
Author's Note: Thank You all so much for the reviews!! I'll do my best to update the chapters asap. Oh and fear not, Mirai Trunks will come to play shortly. Again, thanx so much for the reviews!! Now, on with the fic!
WARNING: Mild violence and bad language.
Chapter Two: Bitter Sweet Memories
After dinner, Pan decided to walk home, seeing as how the sky was now an over-
cast. She assured Trunks that she would be fine by herself; after all, she was a Saiyan, 1/4
but still a Saiyan no less. With that, Trunks gave her an innocent goodnight kiss and departed.
Pan sighed as she saw him leave in one of Capsule Corps many, well designed air cars. She walked and walked, not caring where she was going. All she knew was that she had to be alone. Suddenly, a large shadow blocked her path towards her unknown destination. When she looked up, Pan realized it was one of the many thugs that occupied the filthy alleys of Satan City. The thug towered over Pan and smirked, thinking that this particular night wasn't as bad as he'd thought it'd be. How wrong he was...
"Hey there baby. What's a hottie like you doing in a place like this? You looking for a good time." He licked his lips and took a step towards her. Pan looked at him with empty, lifeless eyes. She then glided past him and continued to walk, ignoring his presence.
The thug grabbed her arm the moment she pasted him. "Hey! Where do you think you're going huh?! You're gonna stay right here and show me a good time." With that, the thug threw Pan against the brick wall. Pan didn't even flinch when her body collided with the wall. He began to kiss her neck and then worked his way down. With little effort, Pan knocked the thug to the ground the moment his crusty lips touched her bare shoulder. She then continued to walk as if nothing had happened. The thug wiped his bloodstained lips and pulled out a 6-inch blade. "You damn bitch! I'll show you the penalty for doing that to me!!" He ran towards her and his blade came in contact with her skin. Blood spurted from the wound below her ribs. The thug grinned at his little handy work. Still, Pan stood there, letting her thick, warm blood run down her body and soak into her once beautiful dress. The thug stopped grinning once he realized that his victim wasn't crying out with pain. He moved towards her once again, swinging the blade ever so violently. In one quick motion, Pan dodged the attack without even trying; she sent the thug flying across the alley with one swift round house kick. The thug was knocked unconscious with just that kick alone.
When Pan regained her posture, she began to feel tiny drops of water drip onto her face. She looked up into the sky and realized that it was cloudy once again. It started out as small droplets but within seconds, the droplets turned into large raindrops. Pan walked out of the alley and took the path that lend to the park. A trail of blood tainted with puddles of water can be seen as Pan walked down the stoned pathway that lend to the center of the park.
She stepped onto the wet grass and made her way to a very large and old willow tree, the tree that contained most of Pan's memories of Trunks while they were together. With her fingers, Pan gently traced the outline of the words that were carved into the willow's bark.
*Flash Back*
Pan is seen being dragged by an all too eager Trunks.
"Ne, Trunks-kun! Where are you taking me?"
"You'll see. It's a surprise!"
He finally stopped a few feet away from the old willow tree. "Ok Pan-chan, you have to close your eyes."
"Eh? Doshite?"
"Just do it."
"Ok, if you say so."
Pan does as she is told. Trunks then waves his hand in front of her face just to make sure her eyes are really closed. He then proceeds to guide her closer to the tree by holding onto both her hands.
With a sigh, "Now can I open my eyes?"
"Not yet."
Pan is now slightly annoyed, her lips have curved into a slight pout. Ignoring this, Trunks stands behind her and whispers softly into her right ear, "Now." Pan slowly opens her eyes to see her name, as well as Trunks, carved into the willow's bark. It read:
Trunks Loves Pan
Always and Forever
"Oh my dende..." Her eyes began to water slightly.
Seeing this, Trunks was worried. It wasn't the reaction that he was hoping for.
"What's wrong Pan-chan, you don't like it?"
Sniffling from the tears, "Oh Trunks, I love it." With that heard, Trunks sighed a sigh of relief and encircled his arms around her slender waist. "I'm glad." Trunks then wiped her tears away and whispers, "Ashiteru, Pan-chan."
Smiling, "And I you Trunks-kun." With that, they both exchanged a passionate kiss.
*End of Flash Back*
The tears now fell freely from Pan's eyes as she read those words over and over again. She then gently whispered, "Doshite, Trunks-kun?" With each time she said it, Pan slammed her fist into the tree, causing her hands to bleed and for her carved name to slowly disappear. At the last hit, she cried out one last time, "DOSHITE!" Pan fell to her knees and cried with all her heart and soul.
To Be Continued...