Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ/Gt or the characters in this fic so please don't sue me!
Author's Note: Not a whole lot of romance in here but there is a flash back. For sure, romance between Mt&P inb the next chapter. Well, I hope you enjoy the fic!!
Chapter Ten: Girl Talk
Trunks sat in his office, trying to look over the mountain of paper work before him. However, the sight he saw last night wouldn't allow him to do his work. Not that he ever really did anyway. Trunks thought back to the party from last night. He was standing near the bar talking to Marron when from the corner of his eye, he saw his other self. Unfortunately he wasn't alone, Pan was also with him, not to mention the fact that they were in each other's arms! He thought back to how he felt that moment when he saw the two together. The rage he had could barely be sustained if Marron hadn't interrupted his thoughts at that time. He had spoken to Marron for a brief moment, then turned back to see that Mirai Trunks and Pan had gone their separate ways.
Just thinking back about that made Trunks break the pen he held in his hand. It was obvious that he was very, very upset; ironically, he was angry enough to turn Super Saiyan at any moment but instead, he released a ki blast the size of a basketball straight into the roof. Screams from fellow workers outside his office door could be heard. When he looked up, he didn't know that the ki blast made a very large hole in the roof. 'Oh no...mom's gonna flip when she sees this.' Too late, Trunks' door flew open and there stood an enraged Bulma. "TRUNKS!!!"
Pan sat in her usual table in the corner of the Satan Café just typing away in her lab top. She wasn't typing anything in particular, except the feelings she felt about Mirai Trunks and Trunks. It wasn't exactly a diary or journal, more like a story in which she replaces herself with a character that was totally opposite from how she was. Instead of being, bold, aggressive and strong, the character was kind, shy and gentle. That way if anyone were to read what was supposed to be private, they'd think it's every other story people read everyday. Therefore having no suspicious towards her whatsoever.
-Pan's 'Story' Entry-
'It felt nice to be in his arms, so gentle and protective all at the same time. I was so vulnerable then. I was so confused that it made me felt ashamed for him to see me that way. I wish that during that moment, I could have held back the tears and stand strong and bold, but instead I'm more like a coward and a weak girl. Why would anyone want a girl like me? I can't fight, I'm so girlish and...face the facts Fan, and you're too weak and sensitive. No man would want to protect you 24/7. But judging by what Atsui's reactions towards my actions, he didn't seem to mind at all. I think I can learn to love him. Or am I already? It sure seems that way. Oh, just thinking about him, I'm actually beginning to blush!!
-End Pan's 'Story' Entry-
After taking a few deep breaths, Pan tried to stop from blushing by drinking her cool ice tea that sat right next to her lab top. Just then, Pan looked out of the window to see Bra and Marron talking and laughing as they made their way into the Café. 'Oh no! I can't let them see me!' Pan ducked down behind the monitor of the lab top to keep from being seen. Realizing that they could spot her because of her orange bandana, she quickly yanked it off. To her relief, they didn't even look her way while when they took a seat three tables from where she was. 'So much for some quality time alone.'
For twenty minutes, Pan tried to keep a low profile as much as possible. Bra maybe her best but she didn't want to intrude on their 'girl talk'. Pan wasn't always hyped up to be around TWO shop freaks; rather one was fine with her. All this didn't matter because Pan still wanted to be alone so that she would be able to sort out her feelings. 'Maybe I should just make a run for it. If I kept looking the other way, they might not notice that it's me. Yeah that's it!' Just when Pan was about to make her move, Marron brought up a very interesting topic. It involved Trunks and Mirai Trunks nonetheless. Instead of making a quick getaway like she planned, Pan decided to stay and eavesdrop on the two.
"So what do you think about your other brother?"
After taking a sip of her ice coffee, Bra replied, "I don't know. He's just like onii-chan. I mean they look then same. Except for the long hair, and style of close...and manners, oh heck he's pretty cool. Not like my other onii-chan."
Marron giggled a little. "Well I think their both charming. But I'd have to say that I'm more attracted to the 'new' Trunks." Bra arched both her eyebrows in surprise.
"I thought you were still in love with Trunks. What happened?" Marron stared at the steam that rose from her small black cup of coffee; for a moment, she could have sworn that the steam gave way to the image of Mirai Trunks. She quickly shrugged it off when Bra nudged her arm. "Answer the question already. Dish!"
Marron smiled. "Well..." She sighed. "Let me be honest with you Bra. Since you are one of my very best friends, I'll tell you my secret. The truth of the matter is, I never really was in love with Trunks. I mean I thought it was love at first, but instead it was just...I guess you could say the spur of the moment." She paused and then took a deep breath. After exhaling, she continued on with her tale. "At the time, Trunks had been going out with Pan for only two months. They were happy together, and I for them. But one night, at one of your mother's parties, everything changed..."
*Flash Back*
She was sitting at a table, close to the buffet table when she saw them walk in, hand in hand. What she saw made her mouth hand open in surprise. Pan actually had a dress on, and even make up. 'It's funny, love can make you do so much.' Marron thought.
Pan's make-up was well balanced. Not too much eye shadow or lipstick. Her eyes were only brushed with a light color of red, which didn't look tacky and cheap. The deep red on her lips made her look very seductive yet classy at the same time. Pan was wearing a long, burgundy dress that was tight fitting on the shoulders down to her waist but feel loose from her waist down to her feet. The cleavage wasn't low cut at all, in fact, it looked more like it wanted to cover up then show. The cut ran only about two inches from her collarbone, for some reason, the dress resembled the dresses that were dated back to the 1800's where women used to wear corsets. Marron shuddered at that thought. 'How could women stand it back then?!' Her eyes then drifted to the man that was by her side. The man that almost every woman found to be perfect, his name was Trunks Vegeta Briefs.
Trunks had on one of his many black European suits. It was always the type that clung close to his body, allowing people too see that he was not a weak man, but a strong one at that. He also wore just a regular collared shirt but had a white vest placed above it and instead of wearing a long neck tie like every other man in the room, he chose to wear a white bow tie which by the way, made him look even more handsome then he already was. Ironically, his coat was not a regular business coat either. The lower part of the suit ended at his waist yet towards the back end of it, it curved all the way down, almost to the height of his knees. Looking at it twice, Marron realized that it was the type of suit that was used in the 1900's. 'I guess he had it custom made.'
As soon as the couple spotted her, they instantly went to her table, and greeted her.
"Hi Marron!!" Pan smiled down at her.
"Hi Pan. So, what's with the 18th and 19 century clothes?" Pan was surprised that Marron even noticed. "You could tell?"
"Yeah." Pan blushed a little.
"It was Trunks' idea. I mean when thought it would be nice if we dressed differently then everyone else." She took time to try and breath more easily. "God, this dress is killing me!!" Both Marron and Trunks laughed. Trunks leaned in closer to Pan and whispered in her ear, "You'll endure it, for me right?" He then gave her a peck on the lips. Marron heard and saw all. For some reason, she was jealous of Pan.
For the last hour, Marron had been watching the two couples dance, cuddle, and just having a good time. Marron sighed. She was beginning to get bored out of her mind. Sure she danced a few times, but all were too boring. All they ever did was talk about them selves. Not wanting to go through it again, Marron got up from her seat and decided to get herself a glass of water. Seeing as there was nothing but wine and punch at the refreshment table, Marron headed off towards the kitchen.
After only consuming half the water in her glass, Marron was startled by a tap on her shoulder, which made her drop the cup, causing the glass to break and water spilling all over the floor. She turned around to see Trunks standing behind her, grinning.
"Gomen." Marron sighed with relief.
"It's alright." She looked at the floor and saw the mess she made. "I better clean that up." She walked to the counter and grabbed a washcloth.
"I'll help you."
"No it's ok. I'll do it myself." It was too late; Trunks went to get the small broom that was in the cabinet under the sink. They cleaned in silence at first that is until Marron flinched when a small piece of glass was caught in her finger. Trunks immediately grabbed her hand and inspected it.
"It's not too deep. I can get it out." Marron stayed quiet for while, as Trunks tried to get the glass out. Suddenly, Marron began to blush a deep shade of red. She could feel her heart beat quicken it's pace. Trunks looked up at her and smiled. "I got it." His smile slowly faded as he looked into her eyes. With each passing second, they slowly leaned towards each other, closing their eyes and then, it happened. They kissed.
*End of Flash Back*
By now, Bra was totally devastated. When she found her voice, she said, "So that's why Pan was acting strange that night." Marron was confused.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, after you left to the kitchen, Pan excused herself to go and refresh herself. Then Trunks went to go get something and when Pan came back, she was in one of her mood swings for awhile." Marron thought for a moment.
"You don't suppose Pan saw us kiss that night, do you?" Bra leaned back against her chair, "My guess is she did."
"My dende. I don't know what to think now. If I knew she saw us, I would have apologized right away, but then again, I don't think she would have accepted it anyway." Marron let out an uneasy breath. "I can't say I don't regret kissing Trunks though." Bra arched a brow, "You don't?" Marron shook her head. Bra looked off to the side, her lips slightly ajar from shock. Loosing the will for Marron to be her company, Bra looked at her watch and made up an excuse to leave. "Oh look at the time, I promised dad I'd come home by 4:00." She gathered her things and got up. "Jaa ne, Marron." She quickly ran out of the Café. 'I knew I shouldn't have said that.' Thought Marron. 'Oh well.' Marron got up as well, and left.
Pan was even more depressed, now that she was reminded of how Trunks' feelings for her changed. 'I don't think I can ever truly forgive her for doing that to me that night.' Pan became angry now; her breath was becoming rapid and unsteady. 'I think I'll go get some release now. Throwing ki blasts and sparing would be good.' Pan shut down her lab top, and left.
To Be Continued...
Author's Note: Not a whole lot of romance in here but there is a flash back. For sure, romance between Mt&P inb the next chapter. Well, I hope you enjoy the fic!!
Chapter Ten: Girl Talk
Trunks sat in his office, trying to look over the mountain of paper work before him. However, the sight he saw last night wouldn't allow him to do his work. Not that he ever really did anyway. Trunks thought back to the party from last night. He was standing near the bar talking to Marron when from the corner of his eye, he saw his other self. Unfortunately he wasn't alone, Pan was also with him, not to mention the fact that they were in each other's arms! He thought back to how he felt that moment when he saw the two together. The rage he had could barely be sustained if Marron hadn't interrupted his thoughts at that time. He had spoken to Marron for a brief moment, then turned back to see that Mirai Trunks and Pan had gone their separate ways.
Just thinking back about that made Trunks break the pen he held in his hand. It was obvious that he was very, very upset; ironically, he was angry enough to turn Super Saiyan at any moment but instead, he released a ki blast the size of a basketball straight into the roof. Screams from fellow workers outside his office door could be heard. When he looked up, he didn't know that the ki blast made a very large hole in the roof. 'Oh no...mom's gonna flip when she sees this.' Too late, Trunks' door flew open and there stood an enraged Bulma. "TRUNKS!!!"
Pan sat in her usual table in the corner of the Satan Café just typing away in her lab top. She wasn't typing anything in particular, except the feelings she felt about Mirai Trunks and Trunks. It wasn't exactly a diary or journal, more like a story in which she replaces herself with a character that was totally opposite from how she was. Instead of being, bold, aggressive and strong, the character was kind, shy and gentle. That way if anyone were to read what was supposed to be private, they'd think it's every other story people read everyday. Therefore having no suspicious towards her whatsoever.
-Pan's 'Story' Entry-
'It felt nice to be in his arms, so gentle and protective all at the same time. I was so vulnerable then. I was so confused that it made me felt ashamed for him to see me that way. I wish that during that moment, I could have held back the tears and stand strong and bold, but instead I'm more like a coward and a weak girl. Why would anyone want a girl like me? I can't fight, I'm so girlish and...face the facts Fan, and you're too weak and sensitive. No man would want to protect you 24/7. But judging by what Atsui's reactions towards my actions, he didn't seem to mind at all. I think I can learn to love him. Or am I already? It sure seems that way. Oh, just thinking about him, I'm actually beginning to blush!!
-End Pan's 'Story' Entry-
After taking a few deep breaths, Pan tried to stop from blushing by drinking her cool ice tea that sat right next to her lab top. Just then, Pan looked out of the window to see Bra and Marron talking and laughing as they made their way into the Café. 'Oh no! I can't let them see me!' Pan ducked down behind the monitor of the lab top to keep from being seen. Realizing that they could spot her because of her orange bandana, she quickly yanked it off. To her relief, they didn't even look her way while when they took a seat three tables from where she was. 'So much for some quality time alone.'
For twenty minutes, Pan tried to keep a low profile as much as possible. Bra maybe her best but she didn't want to intrude on their 'girl talk'. Pan wasn't always hyped up to be around TWO shop freaks; rather one was fine with her. All this didn't matter because Pan still wanted to be alone so that she would be able to sort out her feelings. 'Maybe I should just make a run for it. If I kept looking the other way, they might not notice that it's me. Yeah that's it!' Just when Pan was about to make her move, Marron brought up a very interesting topic. It involved Trunks and Mirai Trunks nonetheless. Instead of making a quick getaway like she planned, Pan decided to stay and eavesdrop on the two.
"So what do you think about your other brother?"
After taking a sip of her ice coffee, Bra replied, "I don't know. He's just like onii-chan. I mean they look then same. Except for the long hair, and style of close...and manners, oh heck he's pretty cool. Not like my other onii-chan."
Marron giggled a little. "Well I think their both charming. But I'd have to say that I'm more attracted to the 'new' Trunks." Bra arched both her eyebrows in surprise.
"I thought you were still in love with Trunks. What happened?" Marron stared at the steam that rose from her small black cup of coffee; for a moment, she could have sworn that the steam gave way to the image of Mirai Trunks. She quickly shrugged it off when Bra nudged her arm. "Answer the question already. Dish!"
Marron smiled. "Well..." She sighed. "Let me be honest with you Bra. Since you are one of my very best friends, I'll tell you my secret. The truth of the matter is, I never really was in love with Trunks. I mean I thought it was love at first, but instead it was just...I guess you could say the spur of the moment." She paused and then took a deep breath. After exhaling, she continued on with her tale. "At the time, Trunks had been going out with Pan for only two months. They were happy together, and I for them. But one night, at one of your mother's parties, everything changed..."
*Flash Back*
She was sitting at a table, close to the buffet table when she saw them walk in, hand in hand. What she saw made her mouth hand open in surprise. Pan actually had a dress on, and even make up. 'It's funny, love can make you do so much.' Marron thought.
Pan's make-up was well balanced. Not too much eye shadow or lipstick. Her eyes were only brushed with a light color of red, which didn't look tacky and cheap. The deep red on her lips made her look very seductive yet classy at the same time. Pan was wearing a long, burgundy dress that was tight fitting on the shoulders down to her waist but feel loose from her waist down to her feet. The cleavage wasn't low cut at all, in fact, it looked more like it wanted to cover up then show. The cut ran only about two inches from her collarbone, for some reason, the dress resembled the dresses that were dated back to the 1800's where women used to wear corsets. Marron shuddered at that thought. 'How could women stand it back then?!' Her eyes then drifted to the man that was by her side. The man that almost every woman found to be perfect, his name was Trunks Vegeta Briefs.
Trunks had on one of his many black European suits. It was always the type that clung close to his body, allowing people too see that he was not a weak man, but a strong one at that. He also wore just a regular collared shirt but had a white vest placed above it and instead of wearing a long neck tie like every other man in the room, he chose to wear a white bow tie which by the way, made him look even more handsome then he already was. Ironically, his coat was not a regular business coat either. The lower part of the suit ended at his waist yet towards the back end of it, it curved all the way down, almost to the height of his knees. Looking at it twice, Marron realized that it was the type of suit that was used in the 1900's. 'I guess he had it custom made.'
As soon as the couple spotted her, they instantly went to her table, and greeted her.
"Hi Marron!!" Pan smiled down at her.
"Hi Pan. So, what's with the 18th and 19 century clothes?" Pan was surprised that Marron even noticed. "You could tell?"
"Yeah." Pan blushed a little.
"It was Trunks' idea. I mean when thought it would be nice if we dressed differently then everyone else." She took time to try and breath more easily. "God, this dress is killing me!!" Both Marron and Trunks laughed. Trunks leaned in closer to Pan and whispered in her ear, "You'll endure it, for me right?" He then gave her a peck on the lips. Marron heard and saw all. For some reason, she was jealous of Pan.
For the last hour, Marron had been watching the two couples dance, cuddle, and just having a good time. Marron sighed. She was beginning to get bored out of her mind. Sure she danced a few times, but all were too boring. All they ever did was talk about them selves. Not wanting to go through it again, Marron got up from her seat and decided to get herself a glass of water. Seeing as there was nothing but wine and punch at the refreshment table, Marron headed off towards the kitchen.
After only consuming half the water in her glass, Marron was startled by a tap on her shoulder, which made her drop the cup, causing the glass to break and water spilling all over the floor. She turned around to see Trunks standing behind her, grinning.
"Gomen." Marron sighed with relief.
"It's alright." She looked at the floor and saw the mess she made. "I better clean that up." She walked to the counter and grabbed a washcloth.
"I'll help you."
"No it's ok. I'll do it myself." It was too late; Trunks went to get the small broom that was in the cabinet under the sink. They cleaned in silence at first that is until Marron flinched when a small piece of glass was caught in her finger. Trunks immediately grabbed her hand and inspected it.
"It's not too deep. I can get it out." Marron stayed quiet for while, as Trunks tried to get the glass out. Suddenly, Marron began to blush a deep shade of red. She could feel her heart beat quicken it's pace. Trunks looked up at her and smiled. "I got it." His smile slowly faded as he looked into her eyes. With each passing second, they slowly leaned towards each other, closing their eyes and then, it happened. They kissed.
*End of Flash Back*
By now, Bra was totally devastated. When she found her voice, she said, "So that's why Pan was acting strange that night." Marron was confused.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, after you left to the kitchen, Pan excused herself to go and refresh herself. Then Trunks went to go get something and when Pan came back, she was in one of her mood swings for awhile." Marron thought for a moment.
"You don't suppose Pan saw us kiss that night, do you?" Bra leaned back against her chair, "My guess is she did."
"My dende. I don't know what to think now. If I knew she saw us, I would have apologized right away, but then again, I don't think she would have accepted it anyway." Marron let out an uneasy breath. "I can't say I don't regret kissing Trunks though." Bra arched a brow, "You don't?" Marron shook her head. Bra looked off to the side, her lips slightly ajar from shock. Loosing the will for Marron to be her company, Bra looked at her watch and made up an excuse to leave. "Oh look at the time, I promised dad I'd come home by 4:00." She gathered her things and got up. "Jaa ne, Marron." She quickly ran out of the Café. 'I knew I shouldn't have said that.' Thought Marron. 'Oh well.' Marron got up as well, and left.
Pan was even more depressed, now that she was reminded of how Trunks' feelings for her changed. 'I don't think I can ever truly forgive her for doing that to me that night.' Pan became angry now; her breath was becoming rapid and unsteady. 'I think I'll go get some release now. Throwing ki blasts and sparing would be good.' Pan shut down her lab top, and left.
To Be Continued...