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Author's Note: Finally, another update. I was going to make this chapter longer but my brain stopped runnin the ideas. ^_^ Well anyway, hope you enjoy!
Chapter 18: Questionable
Out in a short distance from the Son household, Pan was running and flying in every direction while training with Goku. Not wanting to stay home and think of the cursing times ahead, Pan decided to keep herself distracted and thus, her grandfather comes to play. She hadn't seen him these past few weeks due to her times spent with Mirai Trunks, every moment with him was precious to her but this day, his presence was elsewhere. Most likely checking on the progress of the time machine. So, taking this opportunity, Pan rushed to her grandfather and requested a good spar.
"Woah!" Pan quickly flew to the sky as soon as Goku threw a left hook. Goku flew after her. Pan threw a ki blast but he dodged it without difficultly and just grinned. He appeared right in front of Pan and made a left kick, she blocked, then a right kick, she blocked, then Goku put his fists together and brought it right on Pan, she went flying down like a shooting star. Pan stopped just in time before she hit the ground. Three more feet and she would have created a 12-foot deep crater. She flew up towards Goku and began throwing a series of ki blasts. When Goku was blocking the remaining two, Pan appeared behind Goku and head locked him. Pan tried as best she could to keep him in that headlock but unfortunately, Goku just grabbed her right arm and threw her across the sky. Again, Pan stopped midair and was charging at him again, this time she threw both rapid kicks and punches. Goku block most of the attacks but Pan managed to get a hit right in the face. Goku flipped back a few feet away from her and just smiled.
"That's enough training for you now Pan, lets call it a day." Goku levitated to the ground.
Pan was still in the air positioned in a fighting stance but her serious expression was now replaced with shock. "But why Oji-san?" She also levitated to the ground. "It's been awhile since I've seen you, I would have thought you'd be happy to train with your favorite granddaughter." She smiled when her grandfather threw her a towel.
"You mean my only granddaughter." He laughed while running his towel over his massive black hair. Never had the thick spikes on all ends changed. That's how Pan always remembered her grandfather. "So how are things going with Trunks? Oh I mean Mirai Trunks. You two spend so much time together that I almost forgot you were my little Pan-chan!" He made his goofy grin.
Pan laughed briefly, sadness was already starting to spring forth. "It's going very well actually. Nothing bad has happened, yet anyway." She stretched and fell backwards onto the grass. She noticed that Goku also fell beside her, both his arms out stretched behind his head.
"How much time left?" Pan knew what he was referring to.
"About a week, maybe two I'm not sure. He went to see Bulma-san to see how far she's gotten." Pan sighed and starred at the white puff of clouds that cascaded the sky. Her eyes followed a particular cloud; it's shape curving up and down like a snake. She could make out short arms near the edge of the cloud and a big bulk that looked like a head sprouting whiskers. Then she realized what it looked like. "Look Oji-san, it's a dragon."
Goku knew she wanted to avoid that topic so he gave her her way. He tried to look where Pan was looking but couldn't see what she saw. "Where Pan? I don't see a dragon anywhere."
Pan nudged closer to her grandfather and pointed towards the sky at the right direction. "Right there, see?"
Goku's eyes followed her finger, "Oh yeah, I see it now." He smiled and slightly pushed his head against Pan's. She nudged back playfully. "Should make a wish."
Pan sighed. "Don't know if it'll come true. You know?"
"Hey, you'll never know."
They both went quiet, only listening to the sound of wings flapping and the birds singing. A slight breeze blew across them and Pan heard Goku sigh in contempt. Every thing was at ease, no worries at all. That one moment seemed to be a never-ending peace of life. Then, Goku's stomach rumbled loudly with hunger. They both sat up and looked at one another, then Pan's stomach also grumbled. All they did was laugh.
"Come on." Goku stood up and brushed a few strands of green grass from his back. "Let's get some grub!" he smiled and held out a hand for Pan. She happily accepted.
"You don't have to tell me twice!" and with that, they headed straight for the house.
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Meanwhile, at Capsule Corp...
"So when do you think it'll be...finished?" Mirai Trunks stood at the doorway of his present mother's lab. His arms were at his sides, shoulder's slumped and the look on his face told Bulma that he didn't really want to hear the answer.
"Well..." Bulma wiped some grease off her hands with a blue rag that hung in the pocket of her blue overalls. "about a or two more, three at most." She could see that it killed Mirai Trunks to know that he only had a few days left in this lifetime, this dimension, the one that included Pan. "Oh honey." Bulma went to Mirai Trunks and hugged him. Slowly, Mirai Trunks hugged her in return.
"You know what?" He mumbled into her shoulder. "I'm not as sad as I thought I'd be."
Bulma released him but still kept her hands on his shoulders. "Well what do you mean?"
"Well, I spoke to Goku-san a while ago and I just didn't feel as bad as I used to. That's all." He looked down at her and smiled.
Bulma giggled a little. "That's good then. If I know better, Goku can pretty much cheer anyone up, that is, except for Vegeta of course." They both laughed at that.
"Well I'm gonna get going now." He stepped back towards the door. "Take your time on it ok. No need to rush."
"I know...I know..." Mirai Trunks noticed that something or rather, someone distracted Bulma. He turned around and saw whom it was.
"Marron." He looked a bit shocked to see her. "Hi...uh, what are you doing here?"
Marron looked up at him, her blue eyes now dull from the last time he saw her. In a soft, quiet voice, she said. "We need to talk."
To Be Continued...
Author's Note: Finally, another update. I was going to make this chapter longer but my brain stopped runnin the ideas. ^_^ Well anyway, hope you enjoy!
Chapter 18: Questionable
Out in a short distance from the Son household, Pan was running and flying in every direction while training with Goku. Not wanting to stay home and think of the cursing times ahead, Pan decided to keep herself distracted and thus, her grandfather comes to play. She hadn't seen him these past few weeks due to her times spent with Mirai Trunks, every moment with him was precious to her but this day, his presence was elsewhere. Most likely checking on the progress of the time machine. So, taking this opportunity, Pan rushed to her grandfather and requested a good spar.
"Woah!" Pan quickly flew to the sky as soon as Goku threw a left hook. Goku flew after her. Pan threw a ki blast but he dodged it without difficultly and just grinned. He appeared right in front of Pan and made a left kick, she blocked, then a right kick, she blocked, then Goku put his fists together and brought it right on Pan, she went flying down like a shooting star. Pan stopped just in time before she hit the ground. Three more feet and she would have created a 12-foot deep crater. She flew up towards Goku and began throwing a series of ki blasts. When Goku was blocking the remaining two, Pan appeared behind Goku and head locked him. Pan tried as best she could to keep him in that headlock but unfortunately, Goku just grabbed her right arm and threw her across the sky. Again, Pan stopped midair and was charging at him again, this time she threw both rapid kicks and punches. Goku block most of the attacks but Pan managed to get a hit right in the face. Goku flipped back a few feet away from her and just smiled.
"That's enough training for you now Pan, lets call it a day." Goku levitated to the ground.
Pan was still in the air positioned in a fighting stance but her serious expression was now replaced with shock. "But why Oji-san?" She also levitated to the ground. "It's been awhile since I've seen you, I would have thought you'd be happy to train with your favorite granddaughter." She smiled when her grandfather threw her a towel.
"You mean my only granddaughter." He laughed while running his towel over his massive black hair. Never had the thick spikes on all ends changed. That's how Pan always remembered her grandfather. "So how are things going with Trunks? Oh I mean Mirai Trunks. You two spend so much time together that I almost forgot you were my little Pan-chan!" He made his goofy grin.
Pan laughed briefly, sadness was already starting to spring forth. "It's going very well actually. Nothing bad has happened, yet anyway." She stretched and fell backwards onto the grass. She noticed that Goku also fell beside her, both his arms out stretched behind his head.
"How much time left?" Pan knew what he was referring to.
"About a week, maybe two I'm not sure. He went to see Bulma-san to see how far she's gotten." Pan sighed and starred at the white puff of clouds that cascaded the sky. Her eyes followed a particular cloud; it's shape curving up and down like a snake. She could make out short arms near the edge of the cloud and a big bulk that looked like a head sprouting whiskers. Then she realized what it looked like. "Look Oji-san, it's a dragon."
Goku knew she wanted to avoid that topic so he gave her her way. He tried to look where Pan was looking but couldn't see what she saw. "Where Pan? I don't see a dragon anywhere."
Pan nudged closer to her grandfather and pointed towards the sky at the right direction. "Right there, see?"
Goku's eyes followed her finger, "Oh yeah, I see it now." He smiled and slightly pushed his head against Pan's. She nudged back playfully. "Should make a wish."
Pan sighed. "Don't know if it'll come true. You know?"
"Hey, you'll never know."
They both went quiet, only listening to the sound of wings flapping and the birds singing. A slight breeze blew across them and Pan heard Goku sigh in contempt. Every thing was at ease, no worries at all. That one moment seemed to be a never-ending peace of life. Then, Goku's stomach rumbled loudly with hunger. They both sat up and looked at one another, then Pan's stomach also grumbled. All they did was laugh.
"Come on." Goku stood up and brushed a few strands of green grass from his back. "Let's get some grub!" he smiled and held out a hand for Pan. She happily accepted.
"You don't have to tell me twice!" and with that, they headed straight for the house.
#==============================================================#
Meanwhile, at Capsule Corp...
"So when do you think it'll be...finished?" Mirai Trunks stood at the doorway of his present mother's lab. His arms were at his sides, shoulder's slumped and the look on his face told Bulma that he didn't really want to hear the answer.
"Well..." Bulma wiped some grease off her hands with a blue rag that hung in the pocket of her blue overalls. "about a or two more, three at most." She could see that it killed Mirai Trunks to know that he only had a few days left in this lifetime, this dimension, the one that included Pan. "Oh honey." Bulma went to Mirai Trunks and hugged him. Slowly, Mirai Trunks hugged her in return.
"You know what?" He mumbled into her shoulder. "I'm not as sad as I thought I'd be."
Bulma released him but still kept her hands on his shoulders. "Well what do you mean?"
"Well, I spoke to Goku-san a while ago and I just didn't feel as bad as I used to. That's all." He looked down at her and smiled.
Bulma giggled a little. "That's good then. If I know better, Goku can pretty much cheer anyone up, that is, except for Vegeta of course." They both laughed at that.
"Well I'm gonna get going now." He stepped back towards the door. "Take your time on it ok. No need to rush."
"I know...I know..." Mirai Trunks noticed that something or rather, someone distracted Bulma. He turned around and saw whom it was.
"Marron." He looked a bit shocked to see her. "Hi...uh, what are you doing here?"
Marron looked up at him, her blue eyes now dull from the last time he saw her. In a soft, quiet voice, she said. "We need to talk."
To Be Continued...