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Author's Note: I'M SOOOOOOO SOOOORRRRYYYYY!!! MY LACK OF UPDATE!!! IT'S BEEN SO LONG!! IT'S BEEN TERRIBLE!!! MY GOD!!!I apologize greatly for this really long delay. My laptop caught a virus so it had to be fixed. SIX long months of not seeing my laptop! Nothing could be salvaged when it was being fixed, nothing! That includes the chapters that I had typed. ;.; all that hard work, gone like the wind. Ironically, when I did get it back, I was working on the next chapter when I received a few e-mails requesting that I update. I'm kinda brain dead at the moment, seeing as how I did spend hours typing up just 3 pages. =/ Still, I will try to update more often, now that I have my laptop back. Well, enjoy this chapter, I'll work on the next one as soon as I can, hopefully it won't be in a year...I'm even thinking about drawing out some of the scenes in my story and posting them in mediaminer.org, whenever that site gets fixed that is...would that make you guys happy??? =( Well anyway, on to the story. I hope you all enjoy it. ^_^
Chapter 17:A Candle Lit Evening
Quietly, Pan listened to the rain beating against her bedroom window. The water sliding down the smooth glass like the sky was crying in pain, the pain that Pan was feeling at that very moment. 'Its better this way...to know that my heart will be torn from me for the second time in my life...to have the scar as my own and not placed on another...' Pan changed her position from laying face down on her bed, to face up looking at the plain white ceiling. 'All for the best...' It's been two days since Pan's relationship with Mirai Trunks had been revealed to Marron. Two days since the last time Pan or the rest of the gang ever saw her. Again, Pan thought it all for the best.
Mirai Trunks just called Pan a few minutes earlier, telling her he had a surprise waiting for her. Not wanting to sulk all afternoon, Pan walked down stairs from her bedroom wearing her faded blue ankle length- jean skirt with a slit that started from her knees all the way down. Her white v collar shirt clung close to her body underneath her waist length hooded blue sweater. She left her hair hanging loose, not bothering to tie it up like she usually did. Around her neck was the necklace that Mirai Trunks had given her, and ever since she had received it she vowed she would never take it off.
When she reached the last step, there was already a knock at the door. 'Wow, that was quick.' Quickly rushing to the door, Pan turned the knob and opened the door to see Mirai Trunks standing before her with his hands in his blue jeans and smiling happily.
Pan smiled in return. "Well aren't we anxious to see somebody?" Opening the door wider, she let Mirai Trunks inside.
"You know it." He stepped inside and took his hands out of his pocket. He reached down and grabbed Pan's hand, lifting it to his lips and kissed it. "You ready to go?"
"Yes. I can't wait to see this surprise of yours."
"You'll see it soon." As soon as Pan shut the door, Mirai Trunks lifted her from the ground, one arm under her knees and the other on her back.
"Eh, hey! I can fly myself you know."
Mirai Trunks took off into the sky. "I know but I like you better this way." He grinned down at her. All Pan did was laugh.
"Can I open my eyes now?" Mirai Trunks made her close her eyes before she could see the surprise. She rested her hands on Mirai Trunks' arm as he guided her to a place she knew not of.
"Almost there, keep your eyes closed now." Mirai Trunks' smiled and took her further away. Seeing his destination ahead, Mirai Trunks places his hands on both Pan's shoulders and walked around behind her, pushing her forward as he did so. "Almost there Pan, just a few more steps and we're there." He whispered so close to Pan's ear that it sent chills up her spine. 'You need to stop doing that Toran-kun' Moments later, they came to a complete stop. "All right, open your eyes now Pan."
With a smile, Pan opened her eyes and gasped at the sight before her. Underneath a large cherry blossom tree, on top of the healthy green grass was a small picnic fit for two people. A red wool blanket was laid out before her, an elegant silver candle holder was at the center of the blanket, and all three candles were perched atop it, and already lit; the fire glowing with warmth and sweetness. At the edge of the blanket, closest to the tree was a large picnic basket filled with, Pan was sure, tons of food for to Saiyans to feast on and right beside that, was bottle of champagne, chilled in an iced container with two champagne glasses beside that.
Pan touched Mirai Trunks' hands that were resting on her shoulders. "You did all this for me?" she asked without looking at him.
He bent down and nuzzled her cheek with his own and said, "Of course I did it for you. I'd do anything for you, you know that."
"Then stay with me." She turned around to face him, her eyes threatening to spill tears. "Don't go, please, stay here with me." She rushed into his arms, holding him as if he were about to leave her at any moment. His arms encircled her with his embrace.
"I don't think that's something I can stop Pan-chan." He placed his fingertips under he chin and tilted her head up to meet his gaze. "I love you with all my heart and soul, please, try to understand."
She turned away for a brief moment. Feeling as though the ground beneath her would tumble down, and her with it. Then she looked up at him, and smiled weakly. "I'm sorry for bringing it up." She took a deep breath, "Thank you for the picnic."
"Hey, don't thank me yet. We hadn't even sat down yet, let alone eating the dinner I made." He smiled and gave her a peck on the lips.
"Dinner?" her eyebrows shot up with surprise.
"Yes, dinner." He took her hands and led her closer to the picnic. As he took his seat, he pulled her down with him, making her sit right beside him.
"You cooked?" her faced bewildered at the fact that he said he had cooked.
He chuckled at her astonishment and slid his left arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him until their faces were inches apart. "Now why is that so shocking?" his eyes widened as he asked.
Pan leaned on Mirai Trunk's shoulder. "Well, I never thought you'd be the type to cook." She pouted her lips in thought. "Toran-kun in an apron, how sexy." She smiled and giggled as her mind projected images of Mirai Trunks wearing an apron that said, "Kiss the Cook".
Mirai Trunks laughed and pulled her closer, their lips now inches apart. "You tease."
She smiled, "Am not." With that, they kissed, and after a moment, they broke apart.
"Should we get started on dinner?" asked Mirai Trunks.
"Of course." Pan moved away from Mirai Trunks to the picnic basket. "Let's see what we have here..."
Lifting the lid up, Pan looked in the basket to see the usual romantic candle lit dinner, spaghetti. She smiled and lifted the large plastic container out to see that beneath to noodles was another container filled with non other than the steaming hot tomato sauce. Below the sauce were two white plates, soon to be tainted with noodles and sauce. Pan reached in to the other side of the basket and ended up pulling out another tub of salad with sliced tomatoes, ham, radish, and cucumbers and of course, beside that was a bottle of ranch salad dressing. Just when Pan thought that was all, something brown caught her eye. Pan slipped her hands under something plastic and round, pulling it up, Pan smiled like a child in a candy store, it was a chocolate fudge cake.
She looked at Mirai Trunks with one brow arched up. "Did you bake this too?"
Mirai Trunks grinned. "No I didn't, too much for me to handle." With a small laugh, Pan began setting the plates and putting piles of spaghetti and sauce on it while Mirai Trunks filled both glasses with champagne.
"Where are we anyway?" Pan asked as she poured the salad dressing onto the salad.
"A little away from your house. I discovered it when I was taking a walk with your grandfather, Goku-san."
Pan took her boots off and set the aside. "Oh yeah? Since when?"
Mirai Trunks looked at her and smiled. "Sometime ago." He too decided to take off his tennis shoes. Placing them beside Pan's boots, he grabbed the two glasses and handed one to Pan. She took it happily. "A toast, to the first person I've seen since I arrived, and the first person to have ever touched my heart in a way that no other soul has, to my Pan-chan."
Smiling, Pan tapped the tip of her glass with Mirai Trunks' and took a sip of her champagne.
For the rest of the evening, Mirai Trunks and Pan enjoyed their meal. They fed one another strings of spaghetti, their fingertips covered in sauce. When time came by for their desert, Pan would kiss Mirai Trunks' lips every time there was a chocolate stain. Both would laugh and cherish every moment they were together because they both knew that soon, he would be gone. Out of her life, and out of this dimension, so their time together was well spent.
Finally, night had fallen and the stars were out like the fire was in the candles. Mirai Trunks had pushed aside the empty plates and containers, making room to rest on his back. With both arms behind his back, he gazed lazily at the stars above as Pan sat still beside him.
"I wish this night could last forever." Pan whispered, her eyes also surveying the beauty of the starry night. She closed her eyes and felt the cool wind blow swiftly through her hair. Feeling relaxed and dazed, Pan slowly lying down with Mirai Trunks, her head resting on his muscular chest.
She felt his weight shifting slightly, realizing that his right arm now slid over her abdominal. Clasping her hands over his, she suddenly drifted into a dreamless dream. Mirai Trunks kissed the top of Pan's head and continued to look at the stars. Just then, he saw a shooting star and quickly, he made a wish. 'Please let it work. Let us be together like we should be.' Then he too drifted into a dreamless slumber...
Author's Note: I'M SOOOOOOO SOOOORRRRYYYYY!!! MY LACK OF UPDATE!!! IT'S BEEN SO LONG!! IT'S BEEN TERRIBLE!!! MY GOD!!!I apologize greatly for this really long delay. My laptop caught a virus so it had to be fixed. SIX long months of not seeing my laptop! Nothing could be salvaged when it was being fixed, nothing! That includes the chapters that I had typed. ;.; all that hard work, gone like the wind. Ironically, when I did get it back, I was working on the next chapter when I received a few e-mails requesting that I update. I'm kinda brain dead at the moment, seeing as how I did spend hours typing up just 3 pages. =/ Still, I will try to update more often, now that I have my laptop back. Well, enjoy this chapter, I'll work on the next one as soon as I can, hopefully it won't be in a year...I'm even thinking about drawing out some of the scenes in my story and posting them in mediaminer.org, whenever that site gets fixed that is...would that make you guys happy??? =( Well anyway, on to the story. I hope you all enjoy it. ^_^
Chapter 17:A Candle Lit Evening
Quietly, Pan listened to the rain beating against her bedroom window. The water sliding down the smooth glass like the sky was crying in pain, the pain that Pan was feeling at that very moment. 'Its better this way...to know that my heart will be torn from me for the second time in my life...to have the scar as my own and not placed on another...' Pan changed her position from laying face down on her bed, to face up looking at the plain white ceiling. 'All for the best...' It's been two days since Pan's relationship with Mirai Trunks had been revealed to Marron. Two days since the last time Pan or the rest of the gang ever saw her. Again, Pan thought it all for the best.
Mirai Trunks just called Pan a few minutes earlier, telling her he had a surprise waiting for her. Not wanting to sulk all afternoon, Pan walked down stairs from her bedroom wearing her faded blue ankle length- jean skirt with a slit that started from her knees all the way down. Her white v collar shirt clung close to her body underneath her waist length hooded blue sweater. She left her hair hanging loose, not bothering to tie it up like she usually did. Around her neck was the necklace that Mirai Trunks had given her, and ever since she had received it she vowed she would never take it off.
When she reached the last step, there was already a knock at the door. 'Wow, that was quick.' Quickly rushing to the door, Pan turned the knob and opened the door to see Mirai Trunks standing before her with his hands in his blue jeans and smiling happily.
Pan smiled in return. "Well aren't we anxious to see somebody?" Opening the door wider, she let Mirai Trunks inside.
"You know it." He stepped inside and took his hands out of his pocket. He reached down and grabbed Pan's hand, lifting it to his lips and kissed it. "You ready to go?"
"Yes. I can't wait to see this surprise of yours."
"You'll see it soon." As soon as Pan shut the door, Mirai Trunks lifted her from the ground, one arm under her knees and the other on her back.
"Eh, hey! I can fly myself you know."
Mirai Trunks took off into the sky. "I know but I like you better this way." He grinned down at her. All Pan did was laugh.
"Can I open my eyes now?" Mirai Trunks made her close her eyes before she could see the surprise. She rested her hands on Mirai Trunks' arm as he guided her to a place she knew not of.
"Almost there, keep your eyes closed now." Mirai Trunks' smiled and took her further away. Seeing his destination ahead, Mirai Trunks places his hands on both Pan's shoulders and walked around behind her, pushing her forward as he did so. "Almost there Pan, just a few more steps and we're there." He whispered so close to Pan's ear that it sent chills up her spine. 'You need to stop doing that Toran-kun' Moments later, they came to a complete stop. "All right, open your eyes now Pan."
With a smile, Pan opened her eyes and gasped at the sight before her. Underneath a large cherry blossom tree, on top of the healthy green grass was a small picnic fit for two people. A red wool blanket was laid out before her, an elegant silver candle holder was at the center of the blanket, and all three candles were perched atop it, and already lit; the fire glowing with warmth and sweetness. At the edge of the blanket, closest to the tree was a large picnic basket filled with, Pan was sure, tons of food for to Saiyans to feast on and right beside that, was bottle of champagne, chilled in an iced container with two champagne glasses beside that.
Pan touched Mirai Trunks' hands that were resting on her shoulders. "You did all this for me?" she asked without looking at him.
He bent down and nuzzled her cheek with his own and said, "Of course I did it for you. I'd do anything for you, you know that."
"Then stay with me." She turned around to face him, her eyes threatening to spill tears. "Don't go, please, stay here with me." She rushed into his arms, holding him as if he were about to leave her at any moment. His arms encircled her with his embrace.
"I don't think that's something I can stop Pan-chan." He placed his fingertips under he chin and tilted her head up to meet his gaze. "I love you with all my heart and soul, please, try to understand."
She turned away for a brief moment. Feeling as though the ground beneath her would tumble down, and her with it. Then she looked up at him, and smiled weakly. "I'm sorry for bringing it up." She took a deep breath, "Thank you for the picnic."
"Hey, don't thank me yet. We hadn't even sat down yet, let alone eating the dinner I made." He smiled and gave her a peck on the lips.
"Dinner?" her eyebrows shot up with surprise.
"Yes, dinner." He took her hands and led her closer to the picnic. As he took his seat, he pulled her down with him, making her sit right beside him.
"You cooked?" her faced bewildered at the fact that he said he had cooked.
He chuckled at her astonishment and slid his left arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him until their faces were inches apart. "Now why is that so shocking?" his eyes widened as he asked.
Pan leaned on Mirai Trunk's shoulder. "Well, I never thought you'd be the type to cook." She pouted her lips in thought. "Toran-kun in an apron, how sexy." She smiled and giggled as her mind projected images of Mirai Trunks wearing an apron that said, "Kiss the Cook".
Mirai Trunks laughed and pulled her closer, their lips now inches apart. "You tease."
She smiled, "Am not." With that, they kissed, and after a moment, they broke apart.
"Should we get started on dinner?" asked Mirai Trunks.
"Of course." Pan moved away from Mirai Trunks to the picnic basket. "Let's see what we have here..."
Lifting the lid up, Pan looked in the basket to see the usual romantic candle lit dinner, spaghetti. She smiled and lifted the large plastic container out to see that beneath to noodles was another container filled with non other than the steaming hot tomato sauce. Below the sauce were two white plates, soon to be tainted with noodles and sauce. Pan reached in to the other side of the basket and ended up pulling out another tub of salad with sliced tomatoes, ham, radish, and cucumbers and of course, beside that was a bottle of ranch salad dressing. Just when Pan thought that was all, something brown caught her eye. Pan slipped her hands under something plastic and round, pulling it up, Pan smiled like a child in a candy store, it was a chocolate fudge cake.
She looked at Mirai Trunks with one brow arched up. "Did you bake this too?"
Mirai Trunks grinned. "No I didn't, too much for me to handle." With a small laugh, Pan began setting the plates and putting piles of spaghetti and sauce on it while Mirai Trunks filled both glasses with champagne.
"Where are we anyway?" Pan asked as she poured the salad dressing onto the salad.
"A little away from your house. I discovered it when I was taking a walk with your grandfather, Goku-san."
Pan took her boots off and set the aside. "Oh yeah? Since when?"
Mirai Trunks looked at her and smiled. "Sometime ago." He too decided to take off his tennis shoes. Placing them beside Pan's boots, he grabbed the two glasses and handed one to Pan. She took it happily. "A toast, to the first person I've seen since I arrived, and the first person to have ever touched my heart in a way that no other soul has, to my Pan-chan."
Smiling, Pan tapped the tip of her glass with Mirai Trunks' and took a sip of her champagne.
For the rest of the evening, Mirai Trunks and Pan enjoyed their meal. They fed one another strings of spaghetti, their fingertips covered in sauce. When time came by for their desert, Pan would kiss Mirai Trunks' lips every time there was a chocolate stain. Both would laugh and cherish every moment they were together because they both knew that soon, he would be gone. Out of her life, and out of this dimension, so their time together was well spent.
Finally, night had fallen and the stars were out like the fire was in the candles. Mirai Trunks had pushed aside the empty plates and containers, making room to rest on his back. With both arms behind his back, he gazed lazily at the stars above as Pan sat still beside him.
"I wish this night could last forever." Pan whispered, her eyes also surveying the beauty of the starry night. She closed her eyes and felt the cool wind blow swiftly through her hair. Feeling relaxed and dazed, Pan slowly lying down with Mirai Trunks, her head resting on his muscular chest.
She felt his weight shifting slightly, realizing that his right arm now slid over her abdominal. Clasping her hands over his, she suddenly drifted into a dreamless dream. Mirai Trunks kissed the top of Pan's head and continued to look at the stars. Just then, he saw a shooting star and quickly, he made a wish. 'Please let it work. Let us be together like we should be.' Then he too drifted into a dreamless slumber...