I know, I know, I should really be updating my other stories, but I really
wanna work on this one, so all you patient readers, thank you for
understanding, and all you inpatient readers, well, *shrugs* I guess you
just have to wait. *evil smirk*
What's going on between Pan and Vegeta? Guess you have to read to find out *evil smirk*
*sigh* for the people for keep whining about this, I give you one hint, I am a T/P writer, never a V/P writer *shudder*, alright?
Okie, a few dedications here and there so. . . yeah.
Parron ~ You rock, Parron! (except for that fact that you're either pairing Juunanagou up with Paris or Marron *ew. . . incest. . .* in your story)
DBZChicky501 ~ Yay! You rock also! Thank you for all your reviews and such, *nod, nod* You like ducks!! So does Trunks!! *smirk*
Juunanagous-girl13 ~ I must admit, you have excellent taste in DBZ guys *winks* Juunanagou rocks! GT Trunks is rocking, too!
Um. . . this chapter is going to be Pan's P.O.V the whole time, kay?
~*~
I didn't know why I was running, I should be back in Capsule Corp. beating the crap out of Elle, but instead, I'm running. Where to, I don't know, but what I do know was that Trunks was following me. I yelled without turning around, "Go away, Trunks!"
Trunks brushed aside a strand of violet hair falling into his face and continued running, "Pan! Wait up!"
Obviously, I didn't listen, instead, I took into the air and flew, hoping to lose Trunks, but Trunks took into the air also and was slowly catching up to I. I then flew faster and to my delight, Trunks started to lag behind.
I muttered under my breath, "Well, I'm glad to see all this training actually paying off for something." And I flew even faster, soon I was out of Trunks' sight.
Trunks pounded his fist, "Why is she avoiding me? I just want to help!"
~*~
Elle, Marron and Kat all left shortly after Trunks ran off chasing Pan
Bra moaned, "I wanna go to the mall!"
Sandra suggested, "We can go now, it's not they're going to come back any time soon."
Rachel nodded, "I agree with her, I've read so many novels that I know when a guy runs off to chase a girl, they either don't come back for at least half a day, or else they elope."
Bra shuddered, "Obviously they're not going to elope, so I guess we could go to the mall now, but it's just I really wanted Pan to meet Vicky."
"Why don't all of us come later tonight to your house? They'll probably be back then." Sandra said impatiently, personally, she didn't care if this Pan girl came to the mall or not.
Bra finally agreed, "All right then, let's go."
~*~
Trees, trees and more trees, jeez, how big was this forest anyways?
I've been walking for what seemed like hours, I hid my ki so Trunks wouldn't find me, I just want some place quiet that I can go to, away from civilization, away from chaos, away from Trunks.
Finally, I have found it, it wasn't much, but it was good enough, there was a large rock on the edge of a cliff, I jumped on it and sat down cross- legged, I looked down and saw, about 450 meters under myself, was a huge forest. The wind rushed through my hair and it whipped about my face, I closed my eyes and thought about nothing, but my mind kept on switching back and forth, first, my dad, then my mom, Vegeta and then Trunks.
I didn't want to think about my dad, it caused too much anger. I didn't want to think about my mom, it caused too much pain. I don't why I was thinking about Vegeta, maybe admiration. But I decided to not think about him either. The one person left was Trunks, but the only reason I came out here was to get away from him, so it wouldn't make much sense to think about him. So I thought about Goten, my uncle. I thought about him pigging out at buffets, his corny jokes, and that laugh of his, it was contagious, he could make even a rhino laugh. That is, if rhinos could laugh.
My mind trailed off and I soon fell asleep, I really didn't get much sleep last night. When I woke up, the sun was setting and it looked like it was about to rain again, I stretched, stood up and turned around, to see, the person that I wanted to see both the least and the most at the moment.
"I was wondering when you'd wake up." Trunks smiled.
I snorted, "What do you want?"
Trunks held up his hands, "Whoa, whoa, easy, I just wanted to talk."
"Talk then." I said coldly.
"Well, I don't think this is the best of places." Trunks scratched his head.
I didn't move, and he sighed, "I just wanted to apologize for Elle, she doesn't know you, maybe that's why she's acting harsh."
"So you came to apologize for your girlfriend?"
"Fiancée." Trunks corrected.
I threw my hands up in the air, "Fiancée, wife-to-be, girlfriend, affianced person, prospective spouse, bitch, who cares?"
Trunks shrugged, "I was just- never mind, are you going to go back now?"
I shook my head, "But you can leave now."
Trunks laughed, "I believe I have as much right to this place as you."
I put my hands on my hips, "Fine!"
He smirked at me, "Fine!"
I went back and sat down on my rock and Trunks sat down in a patch of grass. I was very annoyed at him, but I was also determined to win this battle, which means I will not budge until he leaves, I can be very, very, stubborn sometimes.
Unfortunately, so can he.
Dark storm clouds covered the sun and it started raining, I was drenched all at once, and so was Trunks, neither of us moved, we were waiting for the other one to give in. The rain grew heavier and distant booms of thunder were heard. I was kind of worried because Trunks was still sick, I didn't want him to die. Maybe I should make a compromise. I opened my mouth to speak when he brushed aside a strand of wet hair from his face and smirked at me, "What's wrong, Pan? Can't take the rain?"
I closed my half opened mouth and smirked back at him, "Of course I can, but you'd better watch it, or else a duck might come and kidnap you."
He laughed when I mentioned ducks, the thunder grew louder and the rain was so thick that I could hardly see him anymore, but I knew that he was still smirking at me, determined to win.
I don't know how long it had been when I heard sort of a 'clunk' where Trunks was. I stood up and walked over to him, he was lying on the ground, soaking wet and unconscious.
I slowly picked him up and swung him across my back, "You don't see Cinderella carrying Prince Charming, do you?"
I took flight and muttered, "Fool."
When I arrived back at Capsule Corp. Bra and the others weren't there, they must be stranded in the shopping mall, Bra must be enjoying that.
I put Trunks on his bed and I heard a voice, "He's shameless, being carried back by a girl."
I turned around and saw Vegeta, "I think you mean woman."
Vegeta shrugged, "Well, the brat's mother isn't here, so don't expect me to take care of him."
I asked, "What do you mean? It's just a small fever, Bra can take care of that."
Vegeta snorted, "This is no fever, he's Kythroing."
I raised an eyebrow, "What does that mean?"
Vegeta sighed, "I am in no mood to explain the whole process right now, only that it is a disease that happens to male Saiya-jins."
"What kind of disease?" I wanted to know.
"He'll be going through seven different stages, Anger, Sarcasm, Confusion, Clumsiness, , Sadism, he'll also be psychical and I can't remember the other one right now." Vegeta explained impatiently.
"What caused the disease?"
"Probably stress, it happened to me once, but I had the best of doctors take care of me."
I didn't understand, "How is the disease harmful? What's the cure?"
"The effects vary with each person, and there is no cure, he'll be fine once he goes through all seven stages." Vegeta chugged a gulp of beer.
"How long does that take?" I asked.
"It depends, he must go through all seven stages, though, if he misses even one, or if a stage is incomplete, he will then be Kythrown." Vegeta was still chugging his beer.
"What does that mean?" I knew that Vegeta was probably getting annoyed at all my questions.
"Basically, he'll go crazy after a while." Vegeta nodded.
"But, how does he get out of each stage?" I shuffled my feet.
"Like I said, it varies per person, he'll need 24 hour companionship, though." Vegeta tossed the empty beer can in the garbage.
I slid down into a chair, Trunks was sick, or Kythroing as Vegeta called it, and it was probably all my fault. . .
The door opened and I recognized some of the voices, Bra, Rachel, Sandra and Goten.
I glanced at Trunks and his breathing was laboured, I felt guilt flooding through me. Bra saw me and geastured for the others to come in. Before anyone spoke, I blurted out everything that Vegeta has just told me, Goten scratched his head and Bra looked frightened.
Vegeta, who has just come into Trunks' room with a new can of beer, laughed harshly, "Looks like you have your hands full for a while."
Bra shook my arm, "Pan? Where are you staying?"
"At my Grandpa Hercule's house, why?"
"From what you have told me, I think that I would need help taking care of Trunks." Bra pleaded.
I gulped, it was all my fault that Trunks was sick, just like it was all my fault that my parents split up, "All right, then."
Goten was stunned, "Wow, I hope this doesn't happen to me."
Vegeta laughed, "It only happens at the verge of break-down, you're too thick-headed to be that stressed."
Goten let out a breath of relief and didn't realize that Vegeta had just given him an insult.
Bra suddenly asked, "What about school? How will we take care of him then?"
A girl, whom I have not seen before, spoke up, "Maybe I can watch him then."
I stared at her blankly and Bra slapped her forehead, "Oh, I forgot, Pan, this is Vicky, Vicky, this is Pan."
She smiled at me, I didn't smile back, because when I took a closer look at her, I was shocked, she reminded me of someone. She had shoulder length black hair, and was wearing a pair of jeans and a baby blue t-shirt. She resembled that of a Saiya-jin but I felt no sense of ki from her.
I couldn't remember who she reminded me of, so I switched my attention back to Trunks, he was mumbling something that sounded strangely like the Trojan Duck wars.
Here we go again with the ducks.
~*~
Goten, Bra, Vicky and I have split jobs, Vicky would watch him while we were in school, since she graduated early and was taking a year's break before college.
Goten would drop by in the morning, since his work doesn't start until 10:00. Bra would watch him in the evenings and well, as for me, I get the night shift. Oh great, now I have to listen to him mumble about ducks all night long.
I would be staying at Bra's house until Trunks got better, or when Bulma came home, whichever was sooner. Since the next day was Sunday, I wouldn't have anything to do anyways.
Vegeta, was actually quite pleased that I was staying at his house, since Bra couldn't cook and Vegeta only knew how to use the microwave, he said he was looking forward to a decent meal. Guess that means I get kitchen duties also.
Rachel agreed to come and help when she could, and Sandra? I don't know, I hope I never see her again.
Trunks woke up that night, and Goten, Bra, Vicky and I finally found out why Kythroing was tiring.
I made dinner for everyone, Vegeta was content as he went downstairs to train, Bra brought the food to Trunks since he wouldn't budge from his bed.
She tried to convince Trunks to eat something but when he brushed her aside, she dropped the hot soup on her feet. Trunks howled with laughter.
I had made Goten write down all the stages that Vegeta had told us about, we skimmed over the list and decided that this stage was probably sadism. Goten moaned and I glanced sympathetically at Bra who was clutching her burned foot in pain and screaming at Trunks who was still laughing like a crazed hyena.
I sighed, it was going to be a long night.
Bra was softly cursing at Trunks as he flung bits of popcorn in her hair, I didn't know if he was being delirious or just plain annoying, probably both. This was quite annoying, actually, because now I have to take care of some sick person who talks about ducks non-stop. Even if it was partially my fault, he was annoying me.
"TRUNKS! STOP THAT!" Bra jumped on him and began hitting his head.
Trunks smirked, "Are you hitting on me, too? Jeez, I knew I was irresistible and all, but this is just insane."
I scratched my head, what was with this guy? One minute, he was a annoying quacker, And the next, he's an arrogant, egotistic bastard. I concluded that I was very lucky not to be male, I wouldn't want to suffer from the same disease. I glanced down at my list, uh-oh, if he was this annoying now! What would happen when he gets into his confusion stage? Or his anger stage? I shuddered at the thought.
Goten poked me, "Hey, Pan, I want some ice cream."
I didn't look at him, "Go get it yourself."
Goten held up a magazine, "But, I'm reading!"
I stared at his magazine at raised an eyebrow, "Martha Stewart Living?"
Goten blushed and pulled out another magazine from inside the Martha Stewart one, I almost laughed, "Cosmopolitan?"
Goten blushed, "Oh, is that what it was? I didn't notice."
I walked over to him and pulled out another magazine that he was hiding inside of the Cosmopolitan, "Nice try, Goten, anyways, no one would believe that you would ever read Martha Stewart Living!"
Goten's face was completely red as Bra skipped over to see what the commotion was all about. I smirked a bit and held out the magazine for Bra to see, Bra's eye widened and gave Goten a slap upside the head. Goten whimpered a bit and Trunks started laughing again. Rachel left for her piano lessons and Sandra just sort of. . . disappeared. . . truth was, I didn't know what happened to her.
"Hey, I was really trying to read Martha Stewart Living, I don't know how this magazine got in here." Goten said red-faced while holding up the Playboy magazine.
Bra was on the verge of tears, "I thought you were different, but you're just another inconsiderate porn-freak!"
Trunks howled with laughter, and then he fell out of his bed, I sighed, "Could someone help him up? I'm going to get Goten's ice cream." Goten smiled until Bra wacked him upside the head again.
As I walked to the kitchen, I made a mental note to never, ever let Goten go into Master Roshi's house, I shuddered at the thought.
I opened the fridge, and to my dismay, there wasn't any ice cream, oh great, now Goten's going to whine. It's so annoying having a uncle who acts like my grandpa, in other words, they both act like 2-year olds, my family is seriously messed up, I mean.
Suddenly, I heard a rustling noise outside and I looked out the window, there was Sandra, and Marron, and Elle! All talking under a tree, my curiosity got the better of me as I went outside to see what was up. Due to my swiftness and hair, I was able to hide in a bush close to them with out being noticed. They were all talking quietly, but I have Saiya-jin hearing, so that wasn't a problem. I mean, I could still hear Bra yelling at Goten inside.
"I don't know about this, how can I trust you?" Marron asked.
"It's not a game about trust, you saw how that bitch ran off with Trunks today, what advantage does it bring you if Trunks breaks up with me and starts dating her!" Elle snapped.
I couldn't believe it, they were talking about me! Little, ol' innocent me! Whatever have I done? And why was Sandra in this anyway?
Marron bit her bottom lip, "I dunno, Pan is a friend of mine."
Elle laughed, "Who do you want more, Marron? Pan or Trunks?"
Marron lowered her head, "Trunks. . ."
I watched them with amusement, they were hilarious, Trunks was sick in bed with some weird Saiya-jin disease, and they're out here talking about how to get rid of me, well, things just got a lot more interesting. . .
~*~
"UGH!! I can't take this any longer!!" Bra stomped out of Trunks' room, her hair, now a disaster.
Trunks laughed evilly, "Serves you right for messing around in my closet. . ."
"But, I was the one snooping in your closet." Goten scratched his head.
Trunks had a mischievous look on his face, the sort that he used to have all the time when he was younger, "Oh, were you?"
Goten nodded, unaware of the tight situation that he had gotten himself into. Trunks hissed, "Were you the one that found my er. . . Martha Stewart Magazine?"
Goten nodded again and Trunks leaned over his bed to where Goten was sitting, "You know, now I can never read er. . . Martha Stewart in peace, and it's all your fault."
Goten looked nervous, "What do you want, Trunks? I'm sorry I looked at your er. . . Martha Stewart magazine."
Trunks smirked, "You better be, because I -AAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
Goten jumped back, "Whoa! Man! Chill out!" Trunks tried his best to look dignified, but it was quite hard when he had just fallen out of his bed, for the second time in ten minutes.
I had just casually strolled in the room, "Goten, I think that Bra is looking for you- Trunks? Why are you on the ground like that?"
Trunks moaned, "I hope you go to hell, Goten."
Goten looked nervous as he stepped out of Trunks' room, he gave me a pat on the back, "Er. . . he's having some problems at the moment, if he falls out of his bed again, tie him to the door."
"And the point in doing that would be?" I asked.
Goten smirked, "I dunno, but it would be real funny." He went on the quest of looking for Bra, unaware of the fact that she was on a death rampage and was about to torture the first person she saw.
I sighed and helped Trunks get back into bed, he was a pain, and not to mention heavy. Vegeta had somehow appeared at the door again, "Don't worry, they get worse after a while."
I moaned, I didn't need to know that, and why was Vegeta always just popping up from nowhere? Trunks snored softly from his sleep, and I stared at him blankly, how can someone fall asleep that fast? I looked back at the doorway and Vegeta was gone, I shrugged and decided not to wonder about it for so long.
Suddenly, Trunks started shouting in his sleep, "Bulbasaur is evolving! He's evolving! Into Ivysaur!"
I jumped back in surprise as Trunks started singing, the hokey-pokey. Only one thought crossed my mind.
Blackmail.
I jumped up and grabbed his camcorder, which just happened to have a blank tape in it, I pressed the record button and tried not to snicker as Trunks begun to twist about in his sleep.
"You put your left foot in, you take your left foot out." Trunks sang.
I had to cover my mouth with one hand to stop from bursting into laughter.
"You put your left foot in, and you shake it all about."
I snickered, this was priceless, it was mean of me to blackmail him when he was sick, but this way I could turn the whole situation in my favour.
"Do the hokey-pokey as you turn around, that's what it's all AAAAAAAAAHH!!!!"
I couldn't stop laughing, "Trunks! You fell off the bed again?"
Trunks, now half-awake, groaned, "Ow, hey, what are you holding in your hand?"
I smirked, "Wanna see?" I connected the camcorder to Trunks' 36-inch flat screen T.V. and snickered as he watched in horror at himself sing, and dancing the hokey-pokey.
"Er . . . Pan? What do you plan to do with that tape?!" Trunks asked, still on the ground.
I smiled, "I will not show anyone, if, and only if, you have to my servant!"
Trunks gasped in horror, "HELL NO!"
I laughed, "Fine then, I'll sell this out to a celeb magazine."
Trunks gasped again, "Don't, Pan!"
I held the tape between two fingers, "Only if you say yes."
Trunks moaned, "Alright, fine."
I clapped my hands and stuck the small yet precious tape in my pocket, I tested my new powers, "Rover, Sit!"
Trunks sat, like an obedient puppy, but he growled, "Don't call me Rover! And can I have that tape?"
I shook my head, "Not now, but maybe later."
Trunks snarled at me, "That's not fair!"
I ignored him, "Rover, play dead!"
Trunks clutched his throat and made a gagging noise, then he fell to the ground. I clapped my hands, this was quite amusing actually.
~*~
I yawned and poured myself a cup of coffee, Bra and Goten came downstairs and helped themselves to the coffee.
I raised an eyebrow, "Goten? Why are you still here?"
Goten blushed, "Er . . . well, I'm watching him in the mornings, 'member?"
I nodded and eyed Bra, who was also blushing like crazy, "Well, I guess that you two are-"
A scream interrupted me, and I sighed, "Trunks fell off his bed again, why does he keep doing that?"
Goten shrugged and Bra drank all her coffee in one gulp. Then as she was about to steal some of Goten's, an energy bar hit her on the back of her head.
"Ow! Who threw that?" Bra demanded.
Goten and I both shook our heads, and we heard Trunks, guffawing with laughter on the kitchen floor.
Bra yelled, "You jerk! How dare you throw that at me?"
Trunks picked up another energy bar and prepared to launch it when I called, "Rover! Roll over!"
Trunks smiled and rolled over on the ground. I nodded in satisfaction and patted him on the head, "Good boy, Rover."
Bra and Goten both stared at me in amazement, "Whoa!"
I drank the rest of my coffee and Bra was still gaping at Trunks, "How'd you get him to do that?"
I laughed, "That's for me to know and for you not to find out, Rover! Speak!"
Trunks stood up and howled, "Awwooooooooo!!!!!!!"
Goten dropped the piece of bread he was about to consume, "Whoa, neat!"
Vegeta stepped into the kitchen, and poured himself a cup of coffee. I didn't notice and was holding a piece of meat above my head, "Rover, beg!"
Trunks glanced at Vegeta and hesitated, I smiled and asked Vegeta, "Hey, sensei? Wanna see Trunks dance?"
Trunks screamed, "NO!!! PAN, YOU WOULDN'T!!!"
"Well, I said, beg!"
Trunks got on his knees and whimpered, I laughed and tossed the piece of meat to him, Vegeta slapped his head and muttered to himself, "Don't worry, he's sick, when he's sick you can pretend he is not your son."
Bra and Goten both laughed and Trunks blushed, I thought to myself, maybe this week won't be so bad after all.
~*~
Whew! Glad I got that chapter over with, anywayz, what's the deal with Marron and Elle? And why is Sandra involved? And what is the intention of Vicky?
Honestly, I don't know either, but don't worry, I'll think of something. Please review and tell me what you think about, Trunks the dog.
-Juunanagou4ever
What's going on between Pan and Vegeta? Guess you have to read to find out *evil smirk*
*sigh* for the people for keep whining about this, I give you one hint, I am a T/P writer, never a V/P writer *shudder*, alright?
Okie, a few dedications here and there so. . . yeah.
Parron ~ You rock, Parron! (except for that fact that you're either pairing Juunanagou up with Paris or Marron *ew. . . incest. . .* in your story)
DBZChicky501 ~ Yay! You rock also! Thank you for all your reviews and such, *nod, nod* You like ducks!! So does Trunks!! *smirk*
Juunanagous-girl13 ~ I must admit, you have excellent taste in DBZ guys *winks* Juunanagou rocks! GT Trunks is rocking, too!
Um. . . this chapter is going to be Pan's P.O.V the whole time, kay?
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I didn't know why I was running, I should be back in Capsule Corp. beating the crap out of Elle, but instead, I'm running. Where to, I don't know, but what I do know was that Trunks was following me. I yelled without turning around, "Go away, Trunks!"
Trunks brushed aside a strand of violet hair falling into his face and continued running, "Pan! Wait up!"
Obviously, I didn't listen, instead, I took into the air and flew, hoping to lose Trunks, but Trunks took into the air also and was slowly catching up to I. I then flew faster and to my delight, Trunks started to lag behind.
I muttered under my breath, "Well, I'm glad to see all this training actually paying off for something." And I flew even faster, soon I was out of Trunks' sight.
Trunks pounded his fist, "Why is she avoiding me? I just want to help!"
~*~
Elle, Marron and Kat all left shortly after Trunks ran off chasing Pan
Bra moaned, "I wanna go to the mall!"
Sandra suggested, "We can go now, it's not they're going to come back any time soon."
Rachel nodded, "I agree with her, I've read so many novels that I know when a guy runs off to chase a girl, they either don't come back for at least half a day, or else they elope."
Bra shuddered, "Obviously they're not going to elope, so I guess we could go to the mall now, but it's just I really wanted Pan to meet Vicky."
"Why don't all of us come later tonight to your house? They'll probably be back then." Sandra said impatiently, personally, she didn't care if this Pan girl came to the mall or not.
Bra finally agreed, "All right then, let's go."
~*~
Trees, trees and more trees, jeez, how big was this forest anyways?
I've been walking for what seemed like hours, I hid my ki so Trunks wouldn't find me, I just want some place quiet that I can go to, away from civilization, away from chaos, away from Trunks.
Finally, I have found it, it wasn't much, but it was good enough, there was a large rock on the edge of a cliff, I jumped on it and sat down cross- legged, I looked down and saw, about 450 meters under myself, was a huge forest. The wind rushed through my hair and it whipped about my face, I closed my eyes and thought about nothing, but my mind kept on switching back and forth, first, my dad, then my mom, Vegeta and then Trunks.
I didn't want to think about my dad, it caused too much anger. I didn't want to think about my mom, it caused too much pain. I don't why I was thinking about Vegeta, maybe admiration. But I decided to not think about him either. The one person left was Trunks, but the only reason I came out here was to get away from him, so it wouldn't make much sense to think about him. So I thought about Goten, my uncle. I thought about him pigging out at buffets, his corny jokes, and that laugh of his, it was contagious, he could make even a rhino laugh. That is, if rhinos could laugh.
My mind trailed off and I soon fell asleep, I really didn't get much sleep last night. When I woke up, the sun was setting and it looked like it was about to rain again, I stretched, stood up and turned around, to see, the person that I wanted to see both the least and the most at the moment.
"I was wondering when you'd wake up." Trunks smiled.
I snorted, "What do you want?"
Trunks held up his hands, "Whoa, whoa, easy, I just wanted to talk."
"Talk then." I said coldly.
"Well, I don't think this is the best of places." Trunks scratched his head.
I didn't move, and he sighed, "I just wanted to apologize for Elle, she doesn't know you, maybe that's why she's acting harsh."
"So you came to apologize for your girlfriend?"
"Fiancée." Trunks corrected.
I threw my hands up in the air, "Fiancée, wife-to-be, girlfriend, affianced person, prospective spouse, bitch, who cares?"
Trunks shrugged, "I was just- never mind, are you going to go back now?"
I shook my head, "But you can leave now."
Trunks laughed, "I believe I have as much right to this place as you."
I put my hands on my hips, "Fine!"
He smirked at me, "Fine!"
I went back and sat down on my rock and Trunks sat down in a patch of grass. I was very annoyed at him, but I was also determined to win this battle, which means I will not budge until he leaves, I can be very, very, stubborn sometimes.
Unfortunately, so can he.
Dark storm clouds covered the sun and it started raining, I was drenched all at once, and so was Trunks, neither of us moved, we were waiting for the other one to give in. The rain grew heavier and distant booms of thunder were heard. I was kind of worried because Trunks was still sick, I didn't want him to die. Maybe I should make a compromise. I opened my mouth to speak when he brushed aside a strand of wet hair from his face and smirked at me, "What's wrong, Pan? Can't take the rain?"
I closed my half opened mouth and smirked back at him, "Of course I can, but you'd better watch it, or else a duck might come and kidnap you."
He laughed when I mentioned ducks, the thunder grew louder and the rain was so thick that I could hardly see him anymore, but I knew that he was still smirking at me, determined to win.
I don't know how long it had been when I heard sort of a 'clunk' where Trunks was. I stood up and walked over to him, he was lying on the ground, soaking wet and unconscious.
I slowly picked him up and swung him across my back, "You don't see Cinderella carrying Prince Charming, do you?"
I took flight and muttered, "Fool."
When I arrived back at Capsule Corp. Bra and the others weren't there, they must be stranded in the shopping mall, Bra must be enjoying that.
I put Trunks on his bed and I heard a voice, "He's shameless, being carried back by a girl."
I turned around and saw Vegeta, "I think you mean woman."
Vegeta shrugged, "Well, the brat's mother isn't here, so don't expect me to take care of him."
I asked, "What do you mean? It's just a small fever, Bra can take care of that."
Vegeta snorted, "This is no fever, he's Kythroing."
I raised an eyebrow, "What does that mean?"
Vegeta sighed, "I am in no mood to explain the whole process right now, only that it is a disease that happens to male Saiya-jins."
"What kind of disease?" I wanted to know.
"He'll be going through seven different stages, Anger, Sarcasm, Confusion, Clumsiness, , Sadism, he'll also be psychical and I can't remember the other one right now." Vegeta explained impatiently.
"What caused the disease?"
"Probably stress, it happened to me once, but I had the best of doctors take care of me."
I didn't understand, "How is the disease harmful? What's the cure?"
"The effects vary with each person, and there is no cure, he'll be fine once he goes through all seven stages." Vegeta chugged a gulp of beer.
"How long does that take?" I asked.
"It depends, he must go through all seven stages, though, if he misses even one, or if a stage is incomplete, he will then be Kythrown." Vegeta was still chugging his beer.
"What does that mean?" I knew that Vegeta was probably getting annoyed at all my questions.
"Basically, he'll go crazy after a while." Vegeta nodded.
"But, how does he get out of each stage?" I shuffled my feet.
"Like I said, it varies per person, he'll need 24 hour companionship, though." Vegeta tossed the empty beer can in the garbage.
I slid down into a chair, Trunks was sick, or Kythroing as Vegeta called it, and it was probably all my fault. . .
The door opened and I recognized some of the voices, Bra, Rachel, Sandra and Goten.
I glanced at Trunks and his breathing was laboured, I felt guilt flooding through me. Bra saw me and geastured for the others to come in. Before anyone spoke, I blurted out everything that Vegeta has just told me, Goten scratched his head and Bra looked frightened.
Vegeta, who has just come into Trunks' room with a new can of beer, laughed harshly, "Looks like you have your hands full for a while."
Bra shook my arm, "Pan? Where are you staying?"
"At my Grandpa Hercule's house, why?"
"From what you have told me, I think that I would need help taking care of Trunks." Bra pleaded.
I gulped, it was all my fault that Trunks was sick, just like it was all my fault that my parents split up, "All right, then."
Goten was stunned, "Wow, I hope this doesn't happen to me."
Vegeta laughed, "It only happens at the verge of break-down, you're too thick-headed to be that stressed."
Goten let out a breath of relief and didn't realize that Vegeta had just given him an insult.
Bra suddenly asked, "What about school? How will we take care of him then?"
A girl, whom I have not seen before, spoke up, "Maybe I can watch him then."
I stared at her blankly and Bra slapped her forehead, "Oh, I forgot, Pan, this is Vicky, Vicky, this is Pan."
She smiled at me, I didn't smile back, because when I took a closer look at her, I was shocked, she reminded me of someone. She had shoulder length black hair, and was wearing a pair of jeans and a baby blue t-shirt. She resembled that of a Saiya-jin but I felt no sense of ki from her.
I couldn't remember who she reminded me of, so I switched my attention back to Trunks, he was mumbling something that sounded strangely like the Trojan Duck wars.
Here we go again with the ducks.
~*~
Goten, Bra, Vicky and I have split jobs, Vicky would watch him while we were in school, since she graduated early and was taking a year's break before college.
Goten would drop by in the morning, since his work doesn't start until 10:00. Bra would watch him in the evenings and well, as for me, I get the night shift. Oh great, now I have to listen to him mumble about ducks all night long.
I would be staying at Bra's house until Trunks got better, or when Bulma came home, whichever was sooner. Since the next day was Sunday, I wouldn't have anything to do anyways.
Vegeta, was actually quite pleased that I was staying at his house, since Bra couldn't cook and Vegeta only knew how to use the microwave, he said he was looking forward to a decent meal. Guess that means I get kitchen duties also.
Rachel agreed to come and help when she could, and Sandra? I don't know, I hope I never see her again.
Trunks woke up that night, and Goten, Bra, Vicky and I finally found out why Kythroing was tiring.
I made dinner for everyone, Vegeta was content as he went downstairs to train, Bra brought the food to Trunks since he wouldn't budge from his bed.
She tried to convince Trunks to eat something but when he brushed her aside, she dropped the hot soup on her feet. Trunks howled with laughter.
I had made Goten write down all the stages that Vegeta had told us about, we skimmed over the list and decided that this stage was probably sadism. Goten moaned and I glanced sympathetically at Bra who was clutching her burned foot in pain and screaming at Trunks who was still laughing like a crazed hyena.
I sighed, it was going to be a long night.
Bra was softly cursing at Trunks as he flung bits of popcorn in her hair, I didn't know if he was being delirious or just plain annoying, probably both. This was quite annoying, actually, because now I have to take care of some sick person who talks about ducks non-stop. Even if it was partially my fault, he was annoying me.
"TRUNKS! STOP THAT!" Bra jumped on him and began hitting his head.
Trunks smirked, "Are you hitting on me, too? Jeez, I knew I was irresistible and all, but this is just insane."
I scratched my head, what was with this guy? One minute, he was a annoying quacker, And the next, he's an arrogant, egotistic bastard. I concluded that I was very lucky not to be male, I wouldn't want to suffer from the same disease. I glanced down at my list, uh-oh, if he was this annoying now! What would happen when he gets into his confusion stage? Or his anger stage? I shuddered at the thought.
Goten poked me, "Hey, Pan, I want some ice cream."
I didn't look at him, "Go get it yourself."
Goten held up a magazine, "But, I'm reading!"
I stared at his magazine at raised an eyebrow, "Martha Stewart Living?"
Goten blushed and pulled out another magazine from inside the Martha Stewart one, I almost laughed, "Cosmopolitan?"
Goten blushed, "Oh, is that what it was? I didn't notice."
I walked over to him and pulled out another magazine that he was hiding inside of the Cosmopolitan, "Nice try, Goten, anyways, no one would believe that you would ever read Martha Stewart Living!"
Goten's face was completely red as Bra skipped over to see what the commotion was all about. I smirked a bit and held out the magazine for Bra to see, Bra's eye widened and gave Goten a slap upside the head. Goten whimpered a bit and Trunks started laughing again. Rachel left for her piano lessons and Sandra just sort of. . . disappeared. . . truth was, I didn't know what happened to her.
"Hey, I was really trying to read Martha Stewart Living, I don't know how this magazine got in here." Goten said red-faced while holding up the Playboy magazine.
Bra was on the verge of tears, "I thought you were different, but you're just another inconsiderate porn-freak!"
Trunks howled with laughter, and then he fell out of his bed, I sighed, "Could someone help him up? I'm going to get Goten's ice cream." Goten smiled until Bra wacked him upside the head again.
As I walked to the kitchen, I made a mental note to never, ever let Goten go into Master Roshi's house, I shuddered at the thought.
I opened the fridge, and to my dismay, there wasn't any ice cream, oh great, now Goten's going to whine. It's so annoying having a uncle who acts like my grandpa, in other words, they both act like 2-year olds, my family is seriously messed up, I mean.
Suddenly, I heard a rustling noise outside and I looked out the window, there was Sandra, and Marron, and Elle! All talking under a tree, my curiosity got the better of me as I went outside to see what was up. Due to my swiftness and hair, I was able to hide in a bush close to them with out being noticed. They were all talking quietly, but I have Saiya-jin hearing, so that wasn't a problem. I mean, I could still hear Bra yelling at Goten inside.
"I don't know about this, how can I trust you?" Marron asked.
"It's not a game about trust, you saw how that bitch ran off with Trunks today, what advantage does it bring you if Trunks breaks up with me and starts dating her!" Elle snapped.
I couldn't believe it, they were talking about me! Little, ol' innocent me! Whatever have I done? And why was Sandra in this anyway?
Marron bit her bottom lip, "I dunno, Pan is a friend of mine."
Elle laughed, "Who do you want more, Marron? Pan or Trunks?"
Marron lowered her head, "Trunks. . ."
I watched them with amusement, they were hilarious, Trunks was sick in bed with some weird Saiya-jin disease, and they're out here talking about how to get rid of me, well, things just got a lot more interesting. . .
~*~
"UGH!! I can't take this any longer!!" Bra stomped out of Trunks' room, her hair, now a disaster.
Trunks laughed evilly, "Serves you right for messing around in my closet. . ."
"But, I was the one snooping in your closet." Goten scratched his head.
Trunks had a mischievous look on his face, the sort that he used to have all the time when he was younger, "Oh, were you?"
Goten nodded, unaware of the tight situation that he had gotten himself into. Trunks hissed, "Were you the one that found my er. . . Martha Stewart Magazine?"
Goten nodded again and Trunks leaned over his bed to where Goten was sitting, "You know, now I can never read er. . . Martha Stewart in peace, and it's all your fault."
Goten looked nervous, "What do you want, Trunks? I'm sorry I looked at your er. . . Martha Stewart magazine."
Trunks smirked, "You better be, because I -AAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
Goten jumped back, "Whoa! Man! Chill out!" Trunks tried his best to look dignified, but it was quite hard when he had just fallen out of his bed, for the second time in ten minutes.
I had just casually strolled in the room, "Goten, I think that Bra is looking for you- Trunks? Why are you on the ground like that?"
Trunks moaned, "I hope you go to hell, Goten."
Goten looked nervous as he stepped out of Trunks' room, he gave me a pat on the back, "Er. . . he's having some problems at the moment, if he falls out of his bed again, tie him to the door."
"And the point in doing that would be?" I asked.
Goten smirked, "I dunno, but it would be real funny." He went on the quest of looking for Bra, unaware of the fact that she was on a death rampage and was about to torture the first person she saw.
I sighed and helped Trunks get back into bed, he was a pain, and not to mention heavy. Vegeta had somehow appeared at the door again, "Don't worry, they get worse after a while."
I moaned, I didn't need to know that, and why was Vegeta always just popping up from nowhere? Trunks snored softly from his sleep, and I stared at him blankly, how can someone fall asleep that fast? I looked back at the doorway and Vegeta was gone, I shrugged and decided not to wonder about it for so long.
Suddenly, Trunks started shouting in his sleep, "Bulbasaur is evolving! He's evolving! Into Ivysaur!"
I jumped back in surprise as Trunks started singing, the hokey-pokey. Only one thought crossed my mind.
Blackmail.
I jumped up and grabbed his camcorder, which just happened to have a blank tape in it, I pressed the record button and tried not to snicker as Trunks begun to twist about in his sleep.
"You put your left foot in, you take your left foot out." Trunks sang.
I had to cover my mouth with one hand to stop from bursting into laughter.
"You put your left foot in, and you shake it all about."
I snickered, this was priceless, it was mean of me to blackmail him when he was sick, but this way I could turn the whole situation in my favour.
"Do the hokey-pokey as you turn around, that's what it's all AAAAAAAAAHH!!!!"
I couldn't stop laughing, "Trunks! You fell off the bed again?"
Trunks, now half-awake, groaned, "Ow, hey, what are you holding in your hand?"
I smirked, "Wanna see?" I connected the camcorder to Trunks' 36-inch flat screen T.V. and snickered as he watched in horror at himself sing, and dancing the hokey-pokey.
"Er . . . Pan? What do you plan to do with that tape?!" Trunks asked, still on the ground.
I smiled, "I will not show anyone, if, and only if, you have to my servant!"
Trunks gasped in horror, "HELL NO!"
I laughed, "Fine then, I'll sell this out to a celeb magazine."
Trunks gasped again, "Don't, Pan!"
I held the tape between two fingers, "Only if you say yes."
Trunks moaned, "Alright, fine."
I clapped my hands and stuck the small yet precious tape in my pocket, I tested my new powers, "Rover, Sit!"
Trunks sat, like an obedient puppy, but he growled, "Don't call me Rover! And can I have that tape?"
I shook my head, "Not now, but maybe later."
Trunks snarled at me, "That's not fair!"
I ignored him, "Rover, play dead!"
Trunks clutched his throat and made a gagging noise, then he fell to the ground. I clapped my hands, this was quite amusing actually.
~*~
I yawned and poured myself a cup of coffee, Bra and Goten came downstairs and helped themselves to the coffee.
I raised an eyebrow, "Goten? Why are you still here?"
Goten blushed, "Er . . . well, I'm watching him in the mornings, 'member?"
I nodded and eyed Bra, who was also blushing like crazy, "Well, I guess that you two are-"
A scream interrupted me, and I sighed, "Trunks fell off his bed again, why does he keep doing that?"
Goten shrugged and Bra drank all her coffee in one gulp. Then as she was about to steal some of Goten's, an energy bar hit her on the back of her head.
"Ow! Who threw that?" Bra demanded.
Goten and I both shook our heads, and we heard Trunks, guffawing with laughter on the kitchen floor.
Bra yelled, "You jerk! How dare you throw that at me?"
Trunks picked up another energy bar and prepared to launch it when I called, "Rover! Roll over!"
Trunks smiled and rolled over on the ground. I nodded in satisfaction and patted him on the head, "Good boy, Rover."
Bra and Goten both stared at me in amazement, "Whoa!"
I drank the rest of my coffee and Bra was still gaping at Trunks, "How'd you get him to do that?"
I laughed, "That's for me to know and for you not to find out, Rover! Speak!"
Trunks stood up and howled, "Awwooooooooo!!!!!!!"
Goten dropped the piece of bread he was about to consume, "Whoa, neat!"
Vegeta stepped into the kitchen, and poured himself a cup of coffee. I didn't notice and was holding a piece of meat above my head, "Rover, beg!"
Trunks glanced at Vegeta and hesitated, I smiled and asked Vegeta, "Hey, sensei? Wanna see Trunks dance?"
Trunks screamed, "NO!!! PAN, YOU WOULDN'T!!!"
"Well, I said, beg!"
Trunks got on his knees and whimpered, I laughed and tossed the piece of meat to him, Vegeta slapped his head and muttered to himself, "Don't worry, he's sick, when he's sick you can pretend he is not your son."
Bra and Goten both laughed and Trunks blushed, I thought to myself, maybe this week won't be so bad after all.
~*~
Whew! Glad I got that chapter over with, anywayz, what's the deal with Marron and Elle? And why is Sandra involved? And what is the intention of Vicky?
Honestly, I don't know either, but don't worry, I'll think of something. Please review and tell me what you think about, Trunks the dog.
-Juunanagou4ever