I think I'll put in a bit of Bra's P.O.V soon, but probably not in this
chapter, I will also try to put Trunks' P.O.V. but it's kinda hard when
he's having a psychiatric problem. And I think I'll change the genre to
Romance/Humor instead of Romance/Drama, this doesn't have a single bit of
drama in it . . .
And yes, expect some further developments in this chappie, which means . . . there will be a pentagon of love! (I know, I know, it's supposed to be triangle, but not in this case!)
How does that work out? You'll find out, won't you?
Yes, yes, Trunks will be VERY, and I mean, VERY OOC for the next few chapters, but I expect that he'll be back to normal soon enough. *cough* 4 chapters *cough*
Aaahhhh!!! Don't kill me! I love Trunks just as much as the next guy . . . er . . . girl, but he has to be this way!!!
And another thing, there will be a lot of Pan/Bra fights starting now on, so spare me.
Okay, enjoy, enjoy, will ya?!
~*~
I plopped down onto the couch, I swear, I was never going to go shopping with Bra again, I mean, shopping for 8 hours straight was just not my thing, I stared at my watch, hell, it was almost 8:00. I eyed Goten, he was even more unlucky than I was, I almost laughed seeing him throw down the 2 dozen shopping bags on the hardwood floor of the hallway, I swear, if he and Bra got married, he would have to make a lot of money.
I decided to go to sleep, I would have to watch Trunks in a couple of hours anyways, today when we were shopping, he tried to teach a couple of ducks what monophony and polyphony meant. Normally he has the intelligence of a 2- year old, but when he has this weird disease, he has the intelligence of a rock. Actually, that was an insult to rocks, I mean, even they wouldn't try to teach a couple of ducks the G minor key signature!
As I flopped down onto my bed, I threw my two shopping bags on the floor, and a pair of spiked bracelets bounced out. I was too tired to care, and I soon drifted into a world of nothingness.
"Pan! Wake up!"
"Slap the Chicken!"
I opened one eye and saw a very terrified Bra, whimpering, "I-it's your turn, I'm going to sleep."
I didn't know what she was talking about, but she quickly ran into her room and slammed the door, so I figured it must be my turn to watch Trunks. As I stepped into the room, I saw Trunks yelling at his lime green gameboy, "No! Pikachu! Don't use thunderbolt! Slap the chicken!"
I didn't know that Trunks had a gameboy, but then, he probably had everything, as I walked closer to him, he yelled again, "No! You overgrown yellow rodent! SLAP THE GOD DAMN CHICKEN!" He then looked up at me and turned off the gameboy, "Hi, Pan!"
I sat down in his computer chair and wondered what I was going to do for the next 6 hours. Trunks then proceeded to throw his gameboy at his closet door, and I didn't say anything.
"So, Pan, do you know what monophony and polyphony means?" Trunks asked.
"Yes, I do."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure."
"Are you really sure?"
I rolled my eyes, "Yes, I'm really, really, really sure.0"
"Are you really, really, really, really sure?"
"Trunks? Will you just shut up?"
"Okay." Trunks blinked a couple of times, I think he was trying to hold back tears. I almost apologized, almost, being the key word. Instead I just gave him a pat on the back, that seemed to cheer him up a little bit, "Do you wanna watch T.V?"
I groaned, I wondered if he was going to watch Elmo, but I said, "If you want to."
He turned on the T.V and started watching a weird show about how to commit suicide, I decided to stop this insanity before both he and I learned too much. So I grabbed the remote and changed to some random channel. I scrunched my eyebrows together, "The history of shoelaces? Come on, that's just plain stupid!" I flipped through the program guide, "Whoa! This thing's been on for almost 2 hours already! Who in their right minds would make a documentary on shoelaces?"
~*~
I snapped my eyes open, what time was it? I saw Pan watching a documentary on shoelaces and I pointed out that that was a re-run. I don't think she heard me . . . and I also think that there is something wrong with me. It feels like I keep on falling asleep and waking up again, and as I glanced at the clock on my wall, it was almost 2. a.m. The last thing I remembered was this morning, when I threw an energy bar at Bra. Hell, that was funny.
I stood up from my bed and walked over to Pan and I smiled when I saw that she was asleep, a strand of hair was hanging from her forehead, and I raised a hand to brush it back from her face when she snapped her eyes open, "Were you trying to slap me? I am not a chicken!"
I stumbled back in surprise and she closed her eyes again, apparently she was sleep talking, man, was she ever freaky! But another part of me also said, pretty, don't forget, she's also very pretty.
I then proceeded to slapping myself on the face, shut up, Trunks! You're not supposed to think about her that way! She's almost like a sister to you! Well, more than Bra, anyways.
Pan opened her eyes again, "You're not a chicken, either?" She yawned and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"
I shrugged and sat down on the couch beside her, and she asked, "Shouldn't you be asleep?"
"Do I look like I'm asleep?"
Pan laughed, "You always look like you're asleep."
She ran her fingers through my hair and I couldn't help but notice how good that felt, my eyes drooped lazily and I rested my head on her shoulder. Before I noticed, I was drifting off into a world of dreams, and wonderful ones at that.
~*~
It was either very late at night or very early in the morning, I didn't know, but I knew that it was almost 4. And I didn't feel sleepy at all, as much as I hated to do so, I pushed Trunks' head off my shoulder and he mumbled something, and I stood up to stretch when he started mumbling again, this time, to my horror, I heard what he was saying.
"Chichi . . . no . . . please . . ."
I raised my eyebrows in surprise, Trunks was having a dream about CHICHI?! I quickly grabbed the ever-so-handy camcorder again and switched it on, hell, time for my blackmails again.
"But . . . Gokou wouldn't care . . ." He mumbled and I snickered.
"No! Don't . . . tell Videl!"
I scratched my head, now he was dreaming about my mom?
"I know . . . Goten would hate me . . . and so would Gohan . . ."
I felt my throat tighten at the mention of my 'father'. But I decided not to get into that matter right now. So I concentrated on what he was mumbling.
"But . . . I can't help it . . ."
I snickered again, Trunks was having a dream about my grandmother? I wonder what he was seeing in his dream right now . . . never mind, I don't think I want to know. So to take my mind off of that matter, I scooted closer to him to get a close-up of his face, and I checked the camcorder to make sure that the record button was on. Yes, it was. Trunks is going to hate me for this.
"I know . . . I have a fiancée . . ." Trunks turned about in his sleep, "But . . . I knew her long before Elle came along . . ."
So he wasn't really dreaming about my grandmother, who was he dreaming about? Marron? I almost dropped my camcorder at the thought.
"But I really can't help but love- AAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
I slapped my head in disbelief, "What a time to fall off the couch! You moron!"
Trunks shook his head, "What a dream . . . owww . . . where am I? Hey, why are you holding a camcorder?!"
I smirked and held out the tape to him, his eyes grew wide and then wider, "What is that?"
"I think you know, Trunks." I started to plug the camcorder into his T.V, "After all, you were the one that was dreaming."
Trunks dropped his mouth in disbelief, "I didn't say anything stupid, did I?"
"You'll see." I turned on the T.V and the expression on his face while he watched himself sleep talk was priceless. After he finished watching the tape segment he sighed a breath of - relief?
"Whew . . . you didn't hear the last part . . ."
"What?" I asked.
"Uh . . . nothing . . ." Trunks started to blush, "What are you going to do with that tape, by the way?"
I was deep in thought, he was already my puppy, and to embarrass him further more, "Every time you speak to me or respond to one of my 'Rover' commands, you also have to kneel down and say, 'Your wish is my command, my lord.' Alright?"
Trunks opened his mouth to argue but I held up the tape in front of his face and he tried to grab it out of my grasp, but my grip was strong as steel.
"F-fine." He muttered.
I shook a finger at him, "Not good enough, Rover."
He growled at me and kneeled down, "Your wish is my command, my lord."
I nodded in satisfaction, he stood up and glared at me, "Bitch."
I patted his head, "Yes, I know, I love you too."
He stopped moving for a few seconds, before shaking his head and climbing back into his bed, god, was he ever weird,
I lay down on his sofa, and soon fell asleep . . .
Trunks shook me roughly by my shoulders, "Wake up!"
I opened my eyes and realized I had fallen asleep, "Good morning, Trunks."
"Why are you in my room, anyways?" Trunks asked.
I shrugged, " 'Cause Vegeta said I had to watch you for 6 consecutive hours."
He muttered something under his breath and headed downstairs. I yawned and followed him.
Bra and Goten were already downstairs and I asked him, "Did you stay over again?"
He looked at the ground and nodded, his cheeks turning bright red, "Pan . . . it's not what you think . . ."
I nodded, not believing him, "Trunks? Could you fetch me a cup of coffee?"
He started walking towards the counter when I cleared my throat, he spun around and gave me bambi eyes. But I shook my head and he growled.
So he kneeled down and said, "Your wish is my command, my lord."
Goten and Bra stared at him in disbelief, "Whoa."
I smiled and sat down, sipping my coffee, having a pet dog had its advantages. Especially one that didn't leave messes all over the carpet.
Bra smiled at me, "Hey, Pan, all ready for school?"
I almost choked on my coffee, "School?! I thought today was Sunday?!"
"Uh, no, yesterday was Sunday, so I'm naturally assuming that today's Monday." Bra said matter-of-factly.
"Don't give me that bullshit of yours, Bra, I'm just surprised that the weekend went by so quickly." I said sipping my coffee faster, damn, I didn't wanna go to school, it was so boring, it wasn't like I didn't know all that meaningless crap already.
Bra looked at me in complete disbelief and I sighed, "Sorry, Bra, I'm not too much of a morning person."
"I can tell." Goten mumbled.
A crash interrupted the morning silence, two pairs of ebony eyes and a pair of cerulean eyes were set on the violet-haired man throwing fine china on the kitchen floor.
Bra widened her already over-sized eyes, "TRUNKS?! Are you crazy?! That was mom's favourite set of china!! What's wrong with you?!"
Trunks ignored her, and continued with his slamming of every dish and bowl that he could get his hands on. Bra held on to one of his arms to stop him, but Trunks thrust her shoulders back, yelling as loud as he could, "WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?! CAN'T YOU THINK ABOUT ANYONE BUT YOURSELVES?! I'M A PERSON TOO! I HAVE FEELINGS TOO!"
Goten blink twice, not knowing what to say, after a long silence, Trunks sniffed and mumbled, "I wanna be held too, I wanna be loved too." He stumbled up the stairs to his room and Goten finally choked out.
"That wasn't very sadistic of him, was it?"
Bra shrugged and I moaned, "Oh, great, Goten, go fetch me the list."
"What list?"
I rolled my eyes, "The list that has all of his symptoms on it."
Goten nodded, "Ohh!! That list, alright."
After a quick examination of the short list or symptoms that Vegeta has told us about, I concluded that he was past his sadism stage and into his anger stage.
Oh, god, I don't think I'll be wanting to blackmail him for a while.
Goten scratched his head, "Uh . . . you guys better go to school now, I think I'll be trying to calm him down."
Bra smiled and blew a kiss, "Okay then, bye, sweetie!"
I made a gagging noise and headed out the door, grabbing my backpack in the process, just as I stepped on to the porch, I saw that in the horizon was a beautiful sky of violet and magenta, how I wished I could fly there and be lost in the clouds forever.
But no, I have to go to the hellhole, school.
"Pan!" Bra called, "Wait up!"
I ignored my friend's whining pleas and took to the skies, enjoying the breeze whipping through my hair.
"Pan!!" Bra yelled, "Wait!!"
I sighed and decided to wait for her before I got an earache, as she struggled to catch up to me, I smirked at her, "Not too easy flying with a miniskirt on, eh?"
Bra shot a look at me, "Well, I'm new at this martial arts stuff, and look what you're wearing?! Baggy jeans and a red t-shirt! What kind of trend is that?!"
"It's not a trend, it's called finding comfortable-clothes-to-wear-instead- of-dressing-like-a-slut." I rolled my eyes sarcastically.
Bra didn't notice that my comment was directed at her, instead, she shrugged and flew faster.
~*~
As I landed on Capsule Corp's front porch, I thought about today's events in school, I swore at a teacher, beat up two kids, and flipped over three cafeteria tables.
I nodded proudly, today was a good day. As I opened the door, I heard a loud cry.
"LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!!"
Oh, great, Trunks is having a temper tantrum, how fun, I flung my backpack into the closet and headed upstairs.
"VICTORIA!!! WHERE'S PAN?!"
I covered my ears, man, was he ever loud, and who is Victoria? I pushed open the door and saw a girl cowering in a corner, then it hit me.
Vicky must be short for Victoria.
Trunks saw me and scowled, "Took you long enough to get here."
I smirked, "Why, did you miss me, Trunks?"
He laughed, "Me? Miss you? Hah! Keep on dreaming, Pan!"
As I heard the front door open, I knew that Bra must be home, and when Vicky ran down the stairs to greet her, Trunks quickly blurted out, "Pan, I need your help."
I raised an eyebrow and Trunks continued, "Well, you see, I-"
I imagined that he would kneel down on one knee and propose to me, all the while kissing my hand passionately.
Okay, scrap that thought, I'll just settle for him telling me that he had always watched me from afar, and he secretly loved me all this time but was afraid that I'd reject him.
"Well, Pan, I just realized that I don't want to settle down and marry after all, I want to break my engagement, but I'm not sure how."
Well, that was unexpected, but I managed to choke out, "Sure, Trunks, I'll help you."
"Great!" His face lit up, "How? What's the plan?"
I grinned deviously, "Well, obviously, to break an engagement, you need her to find you cheating on her."
Trunks raised an eyebrow, "Isn't that a bit . . . harsh?"
I shook my head, "Not at all, I've seen this in the movies a million times, they get over it really quickly and find some one else really nice!"
Trunks scratched his head, "Well, sounds like a plan, but how am I going to cheat on her?"
I sighed, "Well, find a girl!!"
Trunks scratched his head again, "But whom?"
I stopped, he had a point, who could he find that won't seriously fall for him? Maybe Marron? But I'd be crazy to suggest that, so as I was wondering, Trunks blushed and asked, "Since you know about Plan Dump-Elle, you think you can be the one?"
I gaped disbelievingly at the gorgeous man standing in front of me. Did I just hear him right?
"Please, Pan?"
How could I refuse? Not that I'd want to, but after a few more minutes of talking, it was time to put Plan D-E in action.
~*~
"So then, he was like, how's about Friday night?" Bra giggled, "And I was like, this Friday? And he said, yeah, this Friday, and I was like, god yes! But I didn't say that, instead I said, sure, I have nothing else to do anyways."
Vicky widened her large ebony eyes, "Wow! Is he going to ask?"
Bra sighed dreamily, "Yes, I think so, usually, when we go out for dinner, he doesn't make such a big deal about it, but this time, he acted, really nervous!"
Vicky grinned, "Well, congratulations! You and Goten! Who'd have thought?!"
As the two girls giggled, I walked down the stairs with Trunks beside me, I was so happy! Oh my god! We were practically going out! So what, if he was just using me to dump his fiancée?
But, I must keep track of myself, and hit him with occasional insults and sarcasm, he mustn't know about my other feelings . . . well, not till' the end of the week, anyways.
Already, a devious thought was forming in my head.
Oh, the possibilities!
~*~
Sorry, this chapter was way shorter than my other ones, but I haven't updated this for so long, that I just had to post it!
I was getting threats!!! O_O Please review!!! And please don't leave a threat!!
-Juunanagou4ever
And yes, expect some further developments in this chappie, which means . . . there will be a pentagon of love! (I know, I know, it's supposed to be triangle, but not in this case!)
How does that work out? You'll find out, won't you?
Yes, yes, Trunks will be VERY, and I mean, VERY OOC for the next few chapters, but I expect that he'll be back to normal soon enough. *cough* 4 chapters *cough*
Aaahhhh!!! Don't kill me! I love Trunks just as much as the next guy . . . er . . . girl, but he has to be this way!!!
And another thing, there will be a lot of Pan/Bra fights starting now on, so spare me.
Okay, enjoy, enjoy, will ya?!
~*~
I plopped down onto the couch, I swear, I was never going to go shopping with Bra again, I mean, shopping for 8 hours straight was just not my thing, I stared at my watch, hell, it was almost 8:00. I eyed Goten, he was even more unlucky than I was, I almost laughed seeing him throw down the 2 dozen shopping bags on the hardwood floor of the hallway, I swear, if he and Bra got married, he would have to make a lot of money.
I decided to go to sleep, I would have to watch Trunks in a couple of hours anyways, today when we were shopping, he tried to teach a couple of ducks what monophony and polyphony meant. Normally he has the intelligence of a 2- year old, but when he has this weird disease, he has the intelligence of a rock. Actually, that was an insult to rocks, I mean, even they wouldn't try to teach a couple of ducks the G minor key signature!
As I flopped down onto my bed, I threw my two shopping bags on the floor, and a pair of spiked bracelets bounced out. I was too tired to care, and I soon drifted into a world of nothingness.
"Pan! Wake up!"
"Slap the Chicken!"
I opened one eye and saw a very terrified Bra, whimpering, "I-it's your turn, I'm going to sleep."
I didn't know what she was talking about, but she quickly ran into her room and slammed the door, so I figured it must be my turn to watch Trunks. As I stepped into the room, I saw Trunks yelling at his lime green gameboy, "No! Pikachu! Don't use thunderbolt! Slap the chicken!"
I didn't know that Trunks had a gameboy, but then, he probably had everything, as I walked closer to him, he yelled again, "No! You overgrown yellow rodent! SLAP THE GOD DAMN CHICKEN!" He then looked up at me and turned off the gameboy, "Hi, Pan!"
I sat down in his computer chair and wondered what I was going to do for the next 6 hours. Trunks then proceeded to throw his gameboy at his closet door, and I didn't say anything.
"So, Pan, do you know what monophony and polyphony means?" Trunks asked.
"Yes, I do."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure."
"Are you really sure?"
I rolled my eyes, "Yes, I'm really, really, really sure.0"
"Are you really, really, really, really sure?"
"Trunks? Will you just shut up?"
"Okay." Trunks blinked a couple of times, I think he was trying to hold back tears. I almost apologized, almost, being the key word. Instead I just gave him a pat on the back, that seemed to cheer him up a little bit, "Do you wanna watch T.V?"
I groaned, I wondered if he was going to watch Elmo, but I said, "If you want to."
He turned on the T.V and started watching a weird show about how to commit suicide, I decided to stop this insanity before both he and I learned too much. So I grabbed the remote and changed to some random channel. I scrunched my eyebrows together, "The history of shoelaces? Come on, that's just plain stupid!" I flipped through the program guide, "Whoa! This thing's been on for almost 2 hours already! Who in their right minds would make a documentary on shoelaces?"
~*~
I snapped my eyes open, what time was it? I saw Pan watching a documentary on shoelaces and I pointed out that that was a re-run. I don't think she heard me . . . and I also think that there is something wrong with me. It feels like I keep on falling asleep and waking up again, and as I glanced at the clock on my wall, it was almost 2. a.m. The last thing I remembered was this morning, when I threw an energy bar at Bra. Hell, that was funny.
I stood up from my bed and walked over to Pan and I smiled when I saw that she was asleep, a strand of hair was hanging from her forehead, and I raised a hand to brush it back from her face when she snapped her eyes open, "Were you trying to slap me? I am not a chicken!"
I stumbled back in surprise and she closed her eyes again, apparently she was sleep talking, man, was she ever freaky! But another part of me also said, pretty, don't forget, she's also very pretty.
I then proceeded to slapping myself on the face, shut up, Trunks! You're not supposed to think about her that way! She's almost like a sister to you! Well, more than Bra, anyways.
Pan opened her eyes again, "You're not a chicken, either?" She yawned and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"
I shrugged and sat down on the couch beside her, and she asked, "Shouldn't you be asleep?"
"Do I look like I'm asleep?"
Pan laughed, "You always look like you're asleep."
She ran her fingers through my hair and I couldn't help but notice how good that felt, my eyes drooped lazily and I rested my head on her shoulder. Before I noticed, I was drifting off into a world of dreams, and wonderful ones at that.
~*~
It was either very late at night or very early in the morning, I didn't know, but I knew that it was almost 4. And I didn't feel sleepy at all, as much as I hated to do so, I pushed Trunks' head off my shoulder and he mumbled something, and I stood up to stretch when he started mumbling again, this time, to my horror, I heard what he was saying.
"Chichi . . . no . . . please . . ."
I raised my eyebrows in surprise, Trunks was having a dream about CHICHI?! I quickly grabbed the ever-so-handy camcorder again and switched it on, hell, time for my blackmails again.
"But . . . Gokou wouldn't care . . ." He mumbled and I snickered.
"No! Don't . . . tell Videl!"
I scratched my head, now he was dreaming about my mom?
"I know . . . Goten would hate me . . . and so would Gohan . . ."
I felt my throat tighten at the mention of my 'father'. But I decided not to get into that matter right now. So I concentrated on what he was mumbling.
"But . . . I can't help it . . ."
I snickered again, Trunks was having a dream about my grandmother? I wonder what he was seeing in his dream right now . . . never mind, I don't think I want to know. So to take my mind off of that matter, I scooted closer to him to get a close-up of his face, and I checked the camcorder to make sure that the record button was on. Yes, it was. Trunks is going to hate me for this.
"I know . . . I have a fiancée . . ." Trunks turned about in his sleep, "But . . . I knew her long before Elle came along . . ."
So he wasn't really dreaming about my grandmother, who was he dreaming about? Marron? I almost dropped my camcorder at the thought.
"But I really can't help but love- AAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
I slapped my head in disbelief, "What a time to fall off the couch! You moron!"
Trunks shook his head, "What a dream . . . owww . . . where am I? Hey, why are you holding a camcorder?!"
I smirked and held out the tape to him, his eyes grew wide and then wider, "What is that?"
"I think you know, Trunks." I started to plug the camcorder into his T.V, "After all, you were the one that was dreaming."
Trunks dropped his mouth in disbelief, "I didn't say anything stupid, did I?"
"You'll see." I turned on the T.V and the expression on his face while he watched himself sleep talk was priceless. After he finished watching the tape segment he sighed a breath of - relief?
"Whew . . . you didn't hear the last part . . ."
"What?" I asked.
"Uh . . . nothing . . ." Trunks started to blush, "What are you going to do with that tape, by the way?"
I was deep in thought, he was already my puppy, and to embarrass him further more, "Every time you speak to me or respond to one of my 'Rover' commands, you also have to kneel down and say, 'Your wish is my command, my lord.' Alright?"
Trunks opened his mouth to argue but I held up the tape in front of his face and he tried to grab it out of my grasp, but my grip was strong as steel.
"F-fine." He muttered.
I shook a finger at him, "Not good enough, Rover."
He growled at me and kneeled down, "Your wish is my command, my lord."
I nodded in satisfaction, he stood up and glared at me, "Bitch."
I patted his head, "Yes, I know, I love you too."
He stopped moving for a few seconds, before shaking his head and climbing back into his bed, god, was he ever weird,
I lay down on his sofa, and soon fell asleep . . .
Trunks shook me roughly by my shoulders, "Wake up!"
I opened my eyes and realized I had fallen asleep, "Good morning, Trunks."
"Why are you in my room, anyways?" Trunks asked.
I shrugged, " 'Cause Vegeta said I had to watch you for 6 consecutive hours."
He muttered something under his breath and headed downstairs. I yawned and followed him.
Bra and Goten were already downstairs and I asked him, "Did you stay over again?"
He looked at the ground and nodded, his cheeks turning bright red, "Pan . . . it's not what you think . . ."
I nodded, not believing him, "Trunks? Could you fetch me a cup of coffee?"
He started walking towards the counter when I cleared my throat, he spun around and gave me bambi eyes. But I shook my head and he growled.
So he kneeled down and said, "Your wish is my command, my lord."
Goten and Bra stared at him in disbelief, "Whoa."
I smiled and sat down, sipping my coffee, having a pet dog had its advantages. Especially one that didn't leave messes all over the carpet.
Bra smiled at me, "Hey, Pan, all ready for school?"
I almost choked on my coffee, "School?! I thought today was Sunday?!"
"Uh, no, yesterday was Sunday, so I'm naturally assuming that today's Monday." Bra said matter-of-factly.
"Don't give me that bullshit of yours, Bra, I'm just surprised that the weekend went by so quickly." I said sipping my coffee faster, damn, I didn't wanna go to school, it was so boring, it wasn't like I didn't know all that meaningless crap already.
Bra looked at me in complete disbelief and I sighed, "Sorry, Bra, I'm not too much of a morning person."
"I can tell." Goten mumbled.
A crash interrupted the morning silence, two pairs of ebony eyes and a pair of cerulean eyes were set on the violet-haired man throwing fine china on the kitchen floor.
Bra widened her already over-sized eyes, "TRUNKS?! Are you crazy?! That was mom's favourite set of china!! What's wrong with you?!"
Trunks ignored her, and continued with his slamming of every dish and bowl that he could get his hands on. Bra held on to one of his arms to stop him, but Trunks thrust her shoulders back, yelling as loud as he could, "WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?! CAN'T YOU THINK ABOUT ANYONE BUT YOURSELVES?! I'M A PERSON TOO! I HAVE FEELINGS TOO!"
Goten blink twice, not knowing what to say, after a long silence, Trunks sniffed and mumbled, "I wanna be held too, I wanna be loved too." He stumbled up the stairs to his room and Goten finally choked out.
"That wasn't very sadistic of him, was it?"
Bra shrugged and I moaned, "Oh, great, Goten, go fetch me the list."
"What list?"
I rolled my eyes, "The list that has all of his symptoms on it."
Goten nodded, "Ohh!! That list, alright."
After a quick examination of the short list or symptoms that Vegeta has told us about, I concluded that he was past his sadism stage and into his anger stage.
Oh, god, I don't think I'll be wanting to blackmail him for a while.
Goten scratched his head, "Uh . . . you guys better go to school now, I think I'll be trying to calm him down."
Bra smiled and blew a kiss, "Okay then, bye, sweetie!"
I made a gagging noise and headed out the door, grabbing my backpack in the process, just as I stepped on to the porch, I saw that in the horizon was a beautiful sky of violet and magenta, how I wished I could fly there and be lost in the clouds forever.
But no, I have to go to the hellhole, school.
"Pan!" Bra called, "Wait up!"
I ignored my friend's whining pleas and took to the skies, enjoying the breeze whipping through my hair.
"Pan!!" Bra yelled, "Wait!!"
I sighed and decided to wait for her before I got an earache, as she struggled to catch up to me, I smirked at her, "Not too easy flying with a miniskirt on, eh?"
Bra shot a look at me, "Well, I'm new at this martial arts stuff, and look what you're wearing?! Baggy jeans and a red t-shirt! What kind of trend is that?!"
"It's not a trend, it's called finding comfortable-clothes-to-wear-instead- of-dressing-like-a-slut." I rolled my eyes sarcastically.
Bra didn't notice that my comment was directed at her, instead, she shrugged and flew faster.
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As I landed on Capsule Corp's front porch, I thought about today's events in school, I swore at a teacher, beat up two kids, and flipped over three cafeteria tables.
I nodded proudly, today was a good day. As I opened the door, I heard a loud cry.
"LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!!"
Oh, great, Trunks is having a temper tantrum, how fun, I flung my backpack into the closet and headed upstairs.
"VICTORIA!!! WHERE'S PAN?!"
I covered my ears, man, was he ever loud, and who is Victoria? I pushed open the door and saw a girl cowering in a corner, then it hit me.
Vicky must be short for Victoria.
Trunks saw me and scowled, "Took you long enough to get here."
I smirked, "Why, did you miss me, Trunks?"
He laughed, "Me? Miss you? Hah! Keep on dreaming, Pan!"
As I heard the front door open, I knew that Bra must be home, and when Vicky ran down the stairs to greet her, Trunks quickly blurted out, "Pan, I need your help."
I raised an eyebrow and Trunks continued, "Well, you see, I-"
I imagined that he would kneel down on one knee and propose to me, all the while kissing my hand passionately.
Okay, scrap that thought, I'll just settle for him telling me that he had always watched me from afar, and he secretly loved me all this time but was afraid that I'd reject him.
"Well, Pan, I just realized that I don't want to settle down and marry after all, I want to break my engagement, but I'm not sure how."
Well, that was unexpected, but I managed to choke out, "Sure, Trunks, I'll help you."
"Great!" His face lit up, "How? What's the plan?"
I grinned deviously, "Well, obviously, to break an engagement, you need her to find you cheating on her."
Trunks raised an eyebrow, "Isn't that a bit . . . harsh?"
I shook my head, "Not at all, I've seen this in the movies a million times, they get over it really quickly and find some one else really nice!"
Trunks scratched his head, "Well, sounds like a plan, but how am I going to cheat on her?"
I sighed, "Well, find a girl!!"
Trunks scratched his head again, "But whom?"
I stopped, he had a point, who could he find that won't seriously fall for him? Maybe Marron? But I'd be crazy to suggest that, so as I was wondering, Trunks blushed and asked, "Since you know about Plan Dump-Elle, you think you can be the one?"
I gaped disbelievingly at the gorgeous man standing in front of me. Did I just hear him right?
"Please, Pan?"
How could I refuse? Not that I'd want to, but after a few more minutes of talking, it was time to put Plan D-E in action.
~*~
"So then, he was like, how's about Friday night?" Bra giggled, "And I was like, this Friday? And he said, yeah, this Friday, and I was like, god yes! But I didn't say that, instead I said, sure, I have nothing else to do anyways."
Vicky widened her large ebony eyes, "Wow! Is he going to ask?"
Bra sighed dreamily, "Yes, I think so, usually, when we go out for dinner, he doesn't make such a big deal about it, but this time, he acted, really nervous!"
Vicky grinned, "Well, congratulations! You and Goten! Who'd have thought?!"
As the two girls giggled, I walked down the stairs with Trunks beside me, I was so happy! Oh my god! We were practically going out! So what, if he was just using me to dump his fiancée?
But, I must keep track of myself, and hit him with occasional insults and sarcasm, he mustn't know about my other feelings . . . well, not till' the end of the week, anyways.
Already, a devious thought was forming in my head.
Oh, the possibilities!
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Sorry, this chapter was way shorter than my other ones, but I haven't updated this for so long, that I just had to post it!
I was getting threats!!! O_O Please review!!! And please don't leave a threat!!
-Juunanagou4ever