Disclaimer: I dont own anything except my own characters that are Pans friends in the band. They are the only thing in the story that are mine( But I wish I could own Vegeta :P )
Chapter 7: Trunks is blushing...
Surprisingly Pans new schedule was absorbed into the lifestyle of the busy family without a hitch. On saturdays Vegeta greeted her in the main area living room around noon. Bulma was usually puttering around in her lab or shopping so she hardly ever ate lunch with them. Most of the time Trunks was home and he would stay for the meal and use it to catch up with Pan about her week. Bra was either at Goten`s or he was there. They were always together and Pan thought it was so cute.
After a really good spar ( sometimes Trunks would spar too), Pan would settle into the GR bedroom for the night. Vegeta usually left and went to sleep in the house but one night Pan injured his arm fairly badly and he didnt want ` the Onna` to yell at him. He stayed in the other bed that was in the room. After that, it became routine for Vegeta to spend the night out in the Gravity Room. His excuse to Bulma was he didnt want to wake her up if he finished sparring late. He also added he didnt want to hear her bitch at him. After a brief argument, that was settled too. In the morning when they woke up they went in and had breakfast, then Pan would hang out with Bra and Goten for a few hours before she had to go to work.
***** About 3 months later*****
The sun shone brightly as she touched down in front of Capsule Corp. and walked in. Surprisingly she found Trunks instead of Vegeta waiting for her in the living room. Looking around and straining her ears, she couldnt see or hear him anywhere. Come to think of it, she couldnt sense Vegeta anywhere either. Trunks just stayed where he was, leaning against the door frame watching her.
Casually he walked over to her. She looked up at him with raised eyebrows.
" Father had to take Bra to the mall. " Pan scowled at him with narrowed eyes. Vegeta? Since when, she thought.
" It`s the truth, I swear Pan. Mother made him. Goten would have, but he finally got an interview for a job at the new movie theater in the city so he couldnt. Bra didnt want to go alone and since mom and I had work to finish this morning, we help. We just got done a few minutes ago, so I figured I would come and wait for you. " Moving away he turned and made his way into the kitchen. She followed close behind him.
" After lunch you could hang out here for a little while with me, or we could spar but I`m sure father will be home shortly. "
Pan and Trunks ate quietly then returned to the main area. Vegeta had been gone for some time and Trunks thought he would be home soon, so she stayed.
Sitting on the couch, Trunks asked some more questions about the kind of stuff she did while she had been away. The mood was casual as she told him about the friends she`d made and the band they had formed. They talked for at least an hour and a half about anything they could think of. By two thirty they had basically ran out of things to talk about. Relaxed and comfortable around him, Pan relaxed and settled back into the cushions a little more. Slowly Trunks closed his eyes and thought Pan had done a lot while she was gone.
~By the way she talked about this Cyan guy, he must be really close to her. Maybe a boyfriend? No.~ He concluded she would have said so if he was.
Looking at her, with her dark eyes closed she reminded him of a resting angel. Suddenly he was consumed by feelings he had been trying to ignore since she`d come back.
~ Oh hell, why dont I just say it?~ He thought to himself. He an over all the possible replies she might have....
~ You`re like my brother Trunks! ~ Or maybe she would get angry...
~ Excuse me but you`re like 14 years older than me! Dende, dont be a Roshi! ~
Shaking his head to clear the thoughts, he looked at her again. This time she looked the same except a small smile curved her delicate lips... ~Trunks snap out of it!~ He berated himself. ~ Dende, just do it. ~ He decided to talk a little more. Maybe he wouldnt even really say what was on his mind. If he did, he knew he had to do it right. Pan was one of his most trusted friends.
" You know Pan, you`re over so often, just like before you went to college. It`s almost like nothings changed. " He paused to glance at her expression. Still smiling a bit, she was now nodding and looking out the window. ~Probably waiting for father.~ Trunks thought. He resumed a little haltingly.
" But some things have changed, ya know? - I mean we still hang out and stuff, but its different, you`re - " ~Damn.~ He thought franticly. ~ She`s looking at me now.~ Violently clearing his throat, he tried to continue.
" - well, older and around a lot. Umm, " His eyes found the carpet fascinating and a slight blush crept into his cheeks.
~Wait a minute,~ Pan thought. ~Trunks blushing? He never did that before, ..... oh. ~
" Trunks Vegeta Briefs, are you trying to ask me out? " He looked up startled. Her eyes were warm and held amusement. For a moment he froze.
~Does she think this is funny?~ Trunks wondered as he looked at her. His heart was racing and his pulse was pounding in his ears. Suddenly angry, he stood up and said in a cold voice just like his fathers,
" Pan. You dont have to laugh at me, just say its a stupid idea. Do you think it wont work? Is that what you`re thinking? Well who are you to judge? We spar. I win, we try it. You win, you can do whatever you want and forget it."
Shocked Pan stood up and watched him kick off his work shoes and throw his business jacket on the couch in a ball. He flung his useless glasses onto a nearby stand as Pan continued to watch him.
" Now wait a minute, " She said sternly trying to get his attention.
" What?! " He practically yelled as he turned back around to face her and toss an icy glare.
" If you want a fair shot, sparings not the answer. Remember Im the one thats been sparring with your dad, not you. You wont have a chance against me. " Smug, she walked up to him, relishing the fact that he was only slightly taller than her.
Hair flashing golden and eyes turquoise, he stood trembling with anger. Quickly before he lost it, she leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the lips.
Energy and anger evaporated. He was left staring as she smiled cutely and sat back down. Trunks was numb as he walked back over and dropped next to her still staring.
" Man, your temper is worse than your dads. " She said as she smiled brightly and leaned back into the cushions. The fog lifted from the edges of his brain and he glared at her again.
" Why`d you make me think you were laughing at me? "
" I didnt, I was happy." Suddenly she smirked, very much like his father.
" I would have won you know. "
" Then why didn't you spar with me? "
" Hey if you like pain that much, I guess thats fine. I just didnt feel like listening to you whine. " She replied.
" Ha ha ha. " Trunks said with a mock pout.
" Geez, its taken Bra long enough. " Pan sighed as she jumped off the couch and waited towards the door to wait. A little miffed, Trunks got together his things and stood up.
" I suppose youre gonna spar with father now. " He said from behind her.
" Uh huh. " She said cheerfully as car doors slammed in the driveway. Turning, she saw his bitter expression. Walking back over to him she wrapped her arms around his neck. His body was completely on fire, but not from anger. This was something else entirely. He stared at her bright smile.
" Breakfast? " She asked.
" Huh? " Trunks was completely incapable of thought. She slowly unwound herself and stepped back. He shuddered involuntarily with the absence of her warmth. She laughed lightly.
" I have work in the afternoon tomorrow. Im on call at the hospital so why dont we go out to breakfast? "
~ Oh.~ He thought as his face brightened and his eyes glowed with a mischievous glint.
" Sure as long as you roll outta bed at a decent time. Oh, and I would rather not be seen taking a train wreck out to eat. " He grinned as his father and sister entered the room. All they caught of the conversation was the flash of Pan`s fist as she punched Trunks` arm and disappeared from the room.
" I will be waiting in the gravity room, youve kept me waiting long enough Vegeta! Dont make me wait another damn minute or I WILL leave and you wont get a spar today. " Her yell echoed around the house as she moved faster then sight.
" Hmph. " Vegeta muttered as he followed at a leisurely pace. ~ I`ll be damned if I allow one more stupid onna to boss ME around today. ~
A/N: Well, what do you guys think? Please I need more reviews to keep this story going. Review! If not for me, review for poor Trunks. You cant just leave him hanging like that can you?
- Luv Rouko
Chapter 7: Trunks is blushing...
Surprisingly Pans new schedule was absorbed into the lifestyle of the busy family without a hitch. On saturdays Vegeta greeted her in the main area living room around noon. Bulma was usually puttering around in her lab or shopping so she hardly ever ate lunch with them. Most of the time Trunks was home and he would stay for the meal and use it to catch up with Pan about her week. Bra was either at Goten`s or he was there. They were always together and Pan thought it was so cute.
After a really good spar ( sometimes Trunks would spar too), Pan would settle into the GR bedroom for the night. Vegeta usually left and went to sleep in the house but one night Pan injured his arm fairly badly and he didnt want ` the Onna` to yell at him. He stayed in the other bed that was in the room. After that, it became routine for Vegeta to spend the night out in the Gravity Room. His excuse to Bulma was he didnt want to wake her up if he finished sparring late. He also added he didnt want to hear her bitch at him. After a brief argument, that was settled too. In the morning when they woke up they went in and had breakfast, then Pan would hang out with Bra and Goten for a few hours before she had to go to work.
***** About 3 months later*****
The sun shone brightly as she touched down in front of Capsule Corp. and walked in. Surprisingly she found Trunks instead of Vegeta waiting for her in the living room. Looking around and straining her ears, she couldnt see or hear him anywhere. Come to think of it, she couldnt sense Vegeta anywhere either. Trunks just stayed where he was, leaning against the door frame watching her.
Casually he walked over to her. She looked up at him with raised eyebrows.
" Father had to take Bra to the mall. " Pan scowled at him with narrowed eyes. Vegeta? Since when, she thought.
" It`s the truth, I swear Pan. Mother made him. Goten would have, but he finally got an interview for a job at the new movie theater in the city so he couldnt. Bra didnt want to go alone and since mom and I had work to finish this morning, we help. We just got done a few minutes ago, so I figured I would come and wait for you. " Moving away he turned and made his way into the kitchen. She followed close behind him.
" After lunch you could hang out here for a little while with me, or we could spar but I`m sure father will be home shortly. "
Pan and Trunks ate quietly then returned to the main area. Vegeta had been gone for some time and Trunks thought he would be home soon, so she stayed.
Sitting on the couch, Trunks asked some more questions about the kind of stuff she did while she had been away. The mood was casual as she told him about the friends she`d made and the band they had formed. They talked for at least an hour and a half about anything they could think of. By two thirty they had basically ran out of things to talk about. Relaxed and comfortable around him, Pan relaxed and settled back into the cushions a little more. Slowly Trunks closed his eyes and thought Pan had done a lot while she was gone.
~By the way she talked about this Cyan guy, he must be really close to her. Maybe a boyfriend? No.~ He concluded she would have said so if he was.
Looking at her, with her dark eyes closed she reminded him of a resting angel. Suddenly he was consumed by feelings he had been trying to ignore since she`d come back.
~ Oh hell, why dont I just say it?~ He thought to himself. He an over all the possible replies she might have....
~ You`re like my brother Trunks! ~ Or maybe she would get angry...
~ Excuse me but you`re like 14 years older than me! Dende, dont be a Roshi! ~
Shaking his head to clear the thoughts, he looked at her again. This time she looked the same except a small smile curved her delicate lips... ~Trunks snap out of it!~ He berated himself. ~ Dende, just do it. ~ He decided to talk a little more. Maybe he wouldnt even really say what was on his mind. If he did, he knew he had to do it right. Pan was one of his most trusted friends.
" You know Pan, you`re over so often, just like before you went to college. It`s almost like nothings changed. " He paused to glance at her expression. Still smiling a bit, she was now nodding and looking out the window. ~Probably waiting for father.~ Trunks thought. He resumed a little haltingly.
" But some things have changed, ya know? - I mean we still hang out and stuff, but its different, you`re - " ~Damn.~ He thought franticly. ~ She`s looking at me now.~ Violently clearing his throat, he tried to continue.
" - well, older and around a lot. Umm, " His eyes found the carpet fascinating and a slight blush crept into his cheeks.
~Wait a minute,~ Pan thought. ~Trunks blushing? He never did that before, ..... oh. ~
" Trunks Vegeta Briefs, are you trying to ask me out? " He looked up startled. Her eyes were warm and held amusement. For a moment he froze.
~Does she think this is funny?~ Trunks wondered as he looked at her. His heart was racing and his pulse was pounding in his ears. Suddenly angry, he stood up and said in a cold voice just like his fathers,
" Pan. You dont have to laugh at me, just say its a stupid idea. Do you think it wont work? Is that what you`re thinking? Well who are you to judge? We spar. I win, we try it. You win, you can do whatever you want and forget it."
Shocked Pan stood up and watched him kick off his work shoes and throw his business jacket on the couch in a ball. He flung his useless glasses onto a nearby stand as Pan continued to watch him.
" Now wait a minute, " She said sternly trying to get his attention.
" What?! " He practically yelled as he turned back around to face her and toss an icy glare.
" If you want a fair shot, sparings not the answer. Remember Im the one thats been sparring with your dad, not you. You wont have a chance against me. " Smug, she walked up to him, relishing the fact that he was only slightly taller than her.
Hair flashing golden and eyes turquoise, he stood trembling with anger. Quickly before he lost it, she leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the lips.
Energy and anger evaporated. He was left staring as she smiled cutely and sat back down. Trunks was numb as he walked back over and dropped next to her still staring.
" Man, your temper is worse than your dads. " She said as she smiled brightly and leaned back into the cushions. The fog lifted from the edges of his brain and he glared at her again.
" Why`d you make me think you were laughing at me? "
" I didnt, I was happy." Suddenly she smirked, very much like his father.
" I would have won you know. "
" Then why didn't you spar with me? "
" Hey if you like pain that much, I guess thats fine. I just didnt feel like listening to you whine. " She replied.
" Ha ha ha. " Trunks said with a mock pout.
" Geez, its taken Bra long enough. " Pan sighed as she jumped off the couch and waited towards the door to wait. A little miffed, Trunks got together his things and stood up.
" I suppose youre gonna spar with father now. " He said from behind her.
" Uh huh. " She said cheerfully as car doors slammed in the driveway. Turning, she saw his bitter expression. Walking back over to him she wrapped her arms around his neck. His body was completely on fire, but not from anger. This was something else entirely. He stared at her bright smile.
" Breakfast? " She asked.
" Huh? " Trunks was completely incapable of thought. She slowly unwound herself and stepped back. He shuddered involuntarily with the absence of her warmth. She laughed lightly.
" I have work in the afternoon tomorrow. Im on call at the hospital so why dont we go out to breakfast? "
~ Oh.~ He thought as his face brightened and his eyes glowed with a mischievous glint.
" Sure as long as you roll outta bed at a decent time. Oh, and I would rather not be seen taking a train wreck out to eat. " He grinned as his father and sister entered the room. All they caught of the conversation was the flash of Pan`s fist as she punched Trunks` arm and disappeared from the room.
" I will be waiting in the gravity room, youve kept me waiting long enough Vegeta! Dont make me wait another damn minute or I WILL leave and you wont get a spar today. " Her yell echoed around the house as she moved faster then sight.
" Hmph. " Vegeta muttered as he followed at a leisurely pace. ~ I`ll be damned if I allow one more stupid onna to boss ME around today. ~
A/N: Well, what do you guys think? Please I need more reviews to keep this story going. Review! If not for me, review for poor Trunks. You cant just leave him hanging like that can you?
- Luv Rouko