Once again the young man seemed to undergo a personality change. He folded
his arms up by his chest and leaned against the wall, a non-chalant
expression on his face. "I need your help. You're only alive to help me
save my mother."
Pan hardened her inner barricade when she heard his motives. "Fine. Where is the old lady anyway?" The next thing she knew she found herself flattened against the wall, a strong hand around her neck. Trunks eyed narrowed.
"Never talk like that about my mother. She saved the world."
Instead of being afraid, Pan grew bolder, the thrill of his threats encouraging her on. "What's wrong momma's boy? Did I strike a nerve?" The hand tightened around her neck. She began to gasp for air her fingers futilely scraping at his arm to make him let go.
"If it wasn't for her, none of us would be alive right now except the damn androids." He growled, applying more pressure. Pan tried to respond but couldn't talk. The light in the room began to grow dim and his voice seemed to fade. Lavender was lost in his own world. 'Stop!' cried a voice in his head. Trunks snapped out just in time to let go of Pan before her neck snapped. "Oh Kami!" Along her neck were bruises from his fingers and palm. He laid her down on the bed and began to check her vital signs. Her breathing was shallow, but regular, along with her pulse. Trunks sighed in relief.
'What happened? I snapped.' Trunks grabbed on to the sides of his head and slid to the floor. 'I lost control. All she did was mention mother.' Recovering from his stupor, Trunks leaned over the bed and held her in his arms. 'Sorry' he whispered. Pan groaned with life. Trunks slid her out of his arms quickly and instead held her hand, patting it reassuringly. For some reason it always helped him when he was younger. Two obsidian eyes opened. They slowly regained focus on the ceiling. "I'm sorry, I lost control." Trunks said, letting go of the hand. Pan got up slowly confused by what he was saying until she felt the ache around her neck.
"You. were going to kill me?" she said shocked. Only a few moments ago he had been so nice to her, she actually began to feel comfortable around him. Trunks began to apologize again, but she stopped him with a wave of her hand. "I deserved it, you obviously have some mother issues. She sounds great. I don't know why I went that far."
"It doesn't matter, I acted like a monster. I have a temper and no right to take it out on you. I apologize. I understand if you can't ever forgive me."
Pan laughed. "After all the times I tried to hurt you I guess I was just waiting for you to do something. Now that I know what you can do, I think I might watch myself." She walked past him and went to the dresser to find something to wear. She selected the only things that probably would have fit, a red sweater and the drawstring pants. Without warning she pulled off the nightgown and began to change. Trunks turned his attention to the window and waited for her to be finished. Pan noticed this and asked "Do you always act like a good boy until something makes you snap?"
"What do you mean?" Trunks replied, still looking at the window. Pan walked up behind him and draped her arms over his shoulders. She leaned in and began to whisper in his ear.
"You don't try to take advantage of a woman undressing."
Trunks laughed uncomfortably. "Lets not play that game." Pan frowned and pulled away.
"So you think all I do is play games to get what I want?" She lay down on the bed beside him and finished buttoning her shirt, all the while staring into his face to get a reaction.
His un-comfort growing under her gaze, he stood up and walked towards the door. "It's a defense mechanism you have." Pan frowned and sat up. "Listen before we go downstairs I think you should know that we are pretending to be husband and wife."
"Who came up with that plan?" said Pan angrily. She shoved her sore feet into the boots that were several sized too large.
"It was late. How else was I going to try and explain bringing an unconscious female to a hotel room?"
"Whatever" Pan walked up to the door and opened it. She waited outside for Trunks to get his sword. He came out with it slung over his back. He smiled again at her but it was a distant smile. Pan could read in his eyes what he was thinking. "It's okay really. You're not the first that I got mad. Just forget about it."
She turned to go towards the stairs. His arm shot out and stopped her though. He quickly released her as if afraid he would hurt her again. "No. It was wrong."
"Fine. It was. Now can we go?" Trunks sighed again and followed her down the stairs. The young woman from earlier was at the front door sweeping the slush from the mat.
She looked up at them and smiled. "So this is your wife. Hi! My name is Peggy!" She turned to face Trunks. "I think I forgot to tell you that earlier."
Pan looked her over and nodded. "Hi."
"We are all ready to go now. Thank you for your generosity. If I could pay my bill now?"
The young woman smiled even wider. "Of course." She led Trunks up to the counter. "Okay, lets see." From out of her apron she pulled a calculator. "One night, plus two meals, no reservations, clothes. your bill comes to 10 000 zeni."
A sweat drop rolled down Trunks head. "For one night?"
"Plus Extras"
Trunks flipped open his wallet. Fortunately he still had cash but it was growing thinner dangerously. He handed the woman her money. She snatched it and shoved it into her pocket. Then she smiled again at the two. "Please come again any time!"
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Yeah that's all, sorry. DBU will have another chapter next week. I have spent all my spare time working on my site but I did start the next chapter.
Pan hardened her inner barricade when she heard his motives. "Fine. Where is the old lady anyway?" The next thing she knew she found herself flattened against the wall, a strong hand around her neck. Trunks eyed narrowed.
"Never talk like that about my mother. She saved the world."
Instead of being afraid, Pan grew bolder, the thrill of his threats encouraging her on. "What's wrong momma's boy? Did I strike a nerve?" The hand tightened around her neck. She began to gasp for air her fingers futilely scraping at his arm to make him let go.
"If it wasn't for her, none of us would be alive right now except the damn androids." He growled, applying more pressure. Pan tried to respond but couldn't talk. The light in the room began to grow dim and his voice seemed to fade. Lavender was lost in his own world. 'Stop!' cried a voice in his head. Trunks snapped out just in time to let go of Pan before her neck snapped. "Oh Kami!" Along her neck were bruises from his fingers and palm. He laid her down on the bed and began to check her vital signs. Her breathing was shallow, but regular, along with her pulse. Trunks sighed in relief.
'What happened? I snapped.' Trunks grabbed on to the sides of his head and slid to the floor. 'I lost control. All she did was mention mother.' Recovering from his stupor, Trunks leaned over the bed and held her in his arms. 'Sorry' he whispered. Pan groaned with life. Trunks slid her out of his arms quickly and instead held her hand, patting it reassuringly. For some reason it always helped him when he was younger. Two obsidian eyes opened. They slowly regained focus on the ceiling. "I'm sorry, I lost control." Trunks said, letting go of the hand. Pan got up slowly confused by what he was saying until she felt the ache around her neck.
"You. were going to kill me?" she said shocked. Only a few moments ago he had been so nice to her, she actually began to feel comfortable around him. Trunks began to apologize again, but she stopped him with a wave of her hand. "I deserved it, you obviously have some mother issues. She sounds great. I don't know why I went that far."
"It doesn't matter, I acted like a monster. I have a temper and no right to take it out on you. I apologize. I understand if you can't ever forgive me."
Pan laughed. "After all the times I tried to hurt you I guess I was just waiting for you to do something. Now that I know what you can do, I think I might watch myself." She walked past him and went to the dresser to find something to wear. She selected the only things that probably would have fit, a red sweater and the drawstring pants. Without warning she pulled off the nightgown and began to change. Trunks turned his attention to the window and waited for her to be finished. Pan noticed this and asked "Do you always act like a good boy until something makes you snap?"
"What do you mean?" Trunks replied, still looking at the window. Pan walked up behind him and draped her arms over his shoulders. She leaned in and began to whisper in his ear.
"You don't try to take advantage of a woman undressing."
Trunks laughed uncomfortably. "Lets not play that game." Pan frowned and pulled away.
"So you think all I do is play games to get what I want?" She lay down on the bed beside him and finished buttoning her shirt, all the while staring into his face to get a reaction.
His un-comfort growing under her gaze, he stood up and walked towards the door. "It's a defense mechanism you have." Pan frowned and sat up. "Listen before we go downstairs I think you should know that we are pretending to be husband and wife."
"Who came up with that plan?" said Pan angrily. She shoved her sore feet into the boots that were several sized too large.
"It was late. How else was I going to try and explain bringing an unconscious female to a hotel room?"
"Whatever" Pan walked up to the door and opened it. She waited outside for Trunks to get his sword. He came out with it slung over his back. He smiled again at her but it was a distant smile. Pan could read in his eyes what he was thinking. "It's okay really. You're not the first that I got mad. Just forget about it."
She turned to go towards the stairs. His arm shot out and stopped her though. He quickly released her as if afraid he would hurt her again. "No. It was wrong."
"Fine. It was. Now can we go?" Trunks sighed again and followed her down the stairs. The young woman from earlier was at the front door sweeping the slush from the mat.
She looked up at them and smiled. "So this is your wife. Hi! My name is Peggy!" She turned to face Trunks. "I think I forgot to tell you that earlier."
Pan looked her over and nodded. "Hi."
"We are all ready to go now. Thank you for your generosity. If I could pay my bill now?"
The young woman smiled even wider. "Of course." She led Trunks up to the counter. "Okay, lets see." From out of her apron she pulled a calculator. "One night, plus two meals, no reservations, clothes. your bill comes to 10 000 zeni."
A sweat drop rolled down Trunks head. "For one night?"
"Plus Extras"
Trunks flipped open his wallet. Fortunately he still had cash but it was growing thinner dangerously. He handed the woman her money. She snatched it and shoved it into her pocket. Then she smiled again at the two. "Please come again any time!"
~~~
Yeah that's all, sorry. DBU will have another chapter next week. I have spent all my spare time working on my site but I did start the next chapter.