Hey, Peeps, I have started another T/P! (But there's a twist in this one. .
. instead of Pan chasing after Trunks, Trunks will chase after Pan! Hehehe.
. . I'm so evil. . .) and as for Hitorijanai, I love that song! (Has anyone
else heard of it? Its English translation would be 'No longer alone')
Well, no prologue for this story, so please enjoy.
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My worst enemy ~ How it began
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The harsh winter breeze whipped roughly against the large pine trees, and piles of snow fell on the ground. Pan wrapped her jacket tighter around her as she flew, 'I guess Saiya-jins aren't accustomed to cold temperatures' She thought, 'Maybe that's why Vegeta has a cold.' Pan snickered at the thought of the mighty Saiya-jin prince sniffing and sneezing at Capsule Corp. Her mind was quickly filled with happiness at the thought of Capsule Corp. She would be able to see Bra, her best friend, and Trunks. . .
Pan landed on the front porch of Capsule Corp, she rang the doorbell and she heard the familiar tune of Hitorijanai, thoughts of the Black Star Dragonballs came across her mind, of course it was 3 years earlier, but she could never forget about those fantastic adventures with her Grandfather Gokou, and Trunks. . .
The door opened and Pan saw the familiar face of Bulma, whom always had a bright smile, "Well, hello Pan, come on in."
Pan stepped into Capsule Corp. and a familiar aroma surrounded her, she smiled, Capsule Corp was like a second home to her. She caught a glimpse of Vegeta, blowing into a tissue and she snickered. Bra skipped down the stairs, "Hey Pan, thanks for coming here so early."
Pan smiled, "No problem, you need help anyways, I don't see how the three of us can decorate the house in less than two hours."
"Two." Bra corrected, "Dad isn't helping, he's just walking around the house, swearing at everything he sees, because mom won't let him train when he is sick."
Pan looked startled, "Uh-oh, did she shut off the power to the gravity room?"
Bra nodded, "Until he gets better."
Pan laughed, "Poor Vegeta, not being able to train. . ."
Bra sighed, "That idiotic brother of mine better appreciate this."
Pan smiled, "Of course he will, he is now an old geezer, old geezers appreciate stuff like this."
Bra laughed, "I feel sorry for him, he's now thirty, I don't want to grow old, ever."
Pan patted her head in a mocking sort of way, "Don't worry, B-chan, us Saiya-jins don't grow older once we reach maturity."
Bra laughed, "What about Gokou? He stopped growing older when he was about twenty-something, yet he will never be mature."
Both girls laughed. And Vegeta, who has just honked his nose, snorted, "Well? Get to work, that brat will be home any moment now!"
Bra folded her arms, "Why don't you help us then? It'll be much faster that way!"
Vegeta grunted and slowly creeped out of sight, Bra rolled her eyes, "That's my dad for you, one hint about work and he runs off."
Pan giggled, "Well, let's get decorating!"
***
Trunks rubbed his neck and tried desperately to concentrate on what his secretary was telling him, but he was too excited to be concentrating on the budget of C.C. when Bulma had promised him a great surprise, and well, Bulma's surprises are, literally, out of this world.
He doesn't have any idea how he got through that day, only he finally woke up on his flight home, maybe it was the wind rushing past him at 120 mph, or maybe it was because he thought a fly had flied into his nose. But at least he would be awake for the party.
A sudden thought flashed across his mind, Pan would be at his birthday party, he could finally tell her how he felt about her. Trunks' lips curled into a smile, that's right, he had promised himself a couple of months ago, once he turns thirty, he will finally tell Pan that he. . .
He landed on the porch of Capsule Corp. without a sound, he rang the doorbell, because he had forgot the key, the sound of Hitorijinai filled his ears, he remembered about when they had been on the search for the Black Star Dragonballs, Trunks smiled, Pan was only a kid then, full of spunk and curiosity, she still is spunky, but she is now a woman. . .
The door opened.
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"So I can go back into the other world?" Mirai Trunks asked.
Bulma nodded through the video screen, "Yes, I know that your mother, I mean, the other me has passed away, it must be lonely for you living all alone, you are welcome to stay in Capsule Corp. for as long as you like, you are my son, after all, and Trunks will be so happy to finally have a brother."
Mirai Trunks smiled, "So it won't be any trouble for you?"
Bulma laughed, "Not at all, it's Trunks' 30th birthday, this will be a great surprise for him."
Mirai Trunks looked startled, "He's 30? But how can that be? I'm only 22."
Bulma shrugged, "Time passes differently between the two worlds, I guess."
Mirai Trunks nodded, "Alright then, I just got to get a few things."
Bulma grinned, "We'll all be waiting, so hurry up."
***
"Happy birthday, Trunks!" Everyone except Vegeta, who was honking his nose again, cheered.
Trunks looked startled, he knew that there was going to be a party, but not one this spectacular, there were balloons and streamers everywhere, and to his delight, an 8 layered cake that was about 12 feet high.
Pan gave Trunks a hug, "Happy birthday Trunks! You're finally 30!"
Trunks hugged her back, "Thanks Panny, I guess that makes me twice your age now, eh?"
Pan pouted, "No way, I'm 16 and a half, not 15."
Trunks laughed, "Whatever."
Pan asked, "Er, Trunks? Could you let go of me now?"
Trunks, who still had his arms around Pan, blushed, "Sorry, Panny."
Bra pinched Trunks' arm, "Happy Birthday, bro."
Trunks hugged Bra also, who squirmed to get out of his grasp. After more 'Happy Birthdays' from the rest of the DB gang and a grunt from Vegeta they all went into the living room.
Trunks asked Bra, "Where's mom?"
Bra shrugged, "Dunno, didn't see her all afternoon, probably down in the lab working on some new invention of hers."
Trunks nodded and joined the others in some party games. Pan was leaning against the table, slightly bored, she wished Trunks would come and talk to her, but he was too busy laughing with Goten. Pan sighed and was about to walk into the kitchen when she felt an arm brush against hers.
Pan looked up and stared into a pair of familiar cerulean eyes. "Oh, hey Trunks."
Mirai Trunks raised an eyebrow, "Hello, and who might you be?"
Pan was about to answer when she heard Bulma yell, "Darn it! I didn't know the transporter would set for upstairs?!"
Pan gasped, because she had seen Trunks, who was still laughing at Goten's dirty jokes, standing across the room. She looked up at the man beside her, but, if Trunks was there, how could he be here? She thought.
Bulma rushed into the room, "There you are!" Everyone turned around and stared blankly at Mirai Trunks.
Pan suddenly noticed Mirai Trunks' hair, which was down to his shoulders and tied in a ponytail, "Wow, nice hair, Trunks, or who ever you are."
Mirai Trunks grinned, "Thanks."
Vegeta honked his nose and Bulma announced, "Everyone, this is Trunks, er- Mirai Trunks."
Trunks walked closer to Mirai Trunks, "Wow, dude, I've heard about you."
Mirai Trunks laughed, "Well, I've 'heard' of you too."
Trunks poked his ponytail, "I've always wondered what I would look like if I had long hair. . ."
Mirai Trunks smiled, "I tried to keep my hair short for a while, but I just sorta gave up on it because it grows back too fast."
Bulma nodded, "I know, I tried to give Veggie a hair cut once."
Vegeta honked his nose and turned red, wrapping his arms around his hair. Goten waddled over to Mirai Trunks also, "Cool! That means today is your birthday also!"
Mirai Trunks nodded, "Yes, except that I'm turning 22, not 30"
Trunks raised an eyebrow, "Weird, aren't you supposed to be exactly like me?"
Mirai Trunks shook his head, "On the contrary, we are exact opposites."
Pan was listening to the conversation with interest, so this was Trunks also, how neat, knowing two Trunks. She asked Mirai Trunks, "What kind of music do you like?"
"Jazz" Mirai Trunks smiled, showing off his perfect, dazzling teeth.
Pan said excitedly, "Really? Me too!"
"Well, what's your favourite colour?" Mirai Trunks asked.
"Green!" Pan said.
Mirai Trunks looked surprised, "Wow, me too!"
After everyone has come and said 'hellos' to Mirai Trunks, he and Pan went outside to talk while everyone else went back to partying, well, everyone except for Trunks, who was watching the two talk with envious eyes.
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Ugh, can't type anymore, my fingers hurt. . . owie! Please review, this is just a neat idea I had, I'm not sure if I should continue though.
-Juunanagou4ever
Well, no prologue for this story, so please enjoy.
***
My worst enemy ~ How it began
***
The harsh winter breeze whipped roughly against the large pine trees, and piles of snow fell on the ground. Pan wrapped her jacket tighter around her as she flew, 'I guess Saiya-jins aren't accustomed to cold temperatures' She thought, 'Maybe that's why Vegeta has a cold.' Pan snickered at the thought of the mighty Saiya-jin prince sniffing and sneezing at Capsule Corp. Her mind was quickly filled with happiness at the thought of Capsule Corp. She would be able to see Bra, her best friend, and Trunks. . .
Pan landed on the front porch of Capsule Corp, she rang the doorbell and she heard the familiar tune of Hitorijanai, thoughts of the Black Star Dragonballs came across her mind, of course it was 3 years earlier, but she could never forget about those fantastic adventures with her Grandfather Gokou, and Trunks. . .
The door opened and Pan saw the familiar face of Bulma, whom always had a bright smile, "Well, hello Pan, come on in."
Pan stepped into Capsule Corp. and a familiar aroma surrounded her, she smiled, Capsule Corp was like a second home to her. She caught a glimpse of Vegeta, blowing into a tissue and she snickered. Bra skipped down the stairs, "Hey Pan, thanks for coming here so early."
Pan smiled, "No problem, you need help anyways, I don't see how the three of us can decorate the house in less than two hours."
"Two." Bra corrected, "Dad isn't helping, he's just walking around the house, swearing at everything he sees, because mom won't let him train when he is sick."
Pan looked startled, "Uh-oh, did she shut off the power to the gravity room?"
Bra nodded, "Until he gets better."
Pan laughed, "Poor Vegeta, not being able to train. . ."
Bra sighed, "That idiotic brother of mine better appreciate this."
Pan smiled, "Of course he will, he is now an old geezer, old geezers appreciate stuff like this."
Bra laughed, "I feel sorry for him, he's now thirty, I don't want to grow old, ever."
Pan patted her head in a mocking sort of way, "Don't worry, B-chan, us Saiya-jins don't grow older once we reach maturity."
Bra laughed, "What about Gokou? He stopped growing older when he was about twenty-something, yet he will never be mature."
Both girls laughed. And Vegeta, who has just honked his nose, snorted, "Well? Get to work, that brat will be home any moment now!"
Bra folded her arms, "Why don't you help us then? It'll be much faster that way!"
Vegeta grunted and slowly creeped out of sight, Bra rolled her eyes, "That's my dad for you, one hint about work and he runs off."
Pan giggled, "Well, let's get decorating!"
***
Trunks rubbed his neck and tried desperately to concentrate on what his secretary was telling him, but he was too excited to be concentrating on the budget of C.C. when Bulma had promised him a great surprise, and well, Bulma's surprises are, literally, out of this world.
He doesn't have any idea how he got through that day, only he finally woke up on his flight home, maybe it was the wind rushing past him at 120 mph, or maybe it was because he thought a fly had flied into his nose. But at least he would be awake for the party.
A sudden thought flashed across his mind, Pan would be at his birthday party, he could finally tell her how he felt about her. Trunks' lips curled into a smile, that's right, he had promised himself a couple of months ago, once he turns thirty, he will finally tell Pan that he. . .
He landed on the porch of Capsule Corp. without a sound, he rang the doorbell, because he had forgot the key, the sound of Hitorijinai filled his ears, he remembered about when they had been on the search for the Black Star Dragonballs, Trunks smiled, Pan was only a kid then, full of spunk and curiosity, she still is spunky, but she is now a woman. . .
The door opened.
***
"So I can go back into the other world?" Mirai Trunks asked.
Bulma nodded through the video screen, "Yes, I know that your mother, I mean, the other me has passed away, it must be lonely for you living all alone, you are welcome to stay in Capsule Corp. for as long as you like, you are my son, after all, and Trunks will be so happy to finally have a brother."
Mirai Trunks smiled, "So it won't be any trouble for you?"
Bulma laughed, "Not at all, it's Trunks' 30th birthday, this will be a great surprise for him."
Mirai Trunks looked startled, "He's 30? But how can that be? I'm only 22."
Bulma shrugged, "Time passes differently between the two worlds, I guess."
Mirai Trunks nodded, "Alright then, I just got to get a few things."
Bulma grinned, "We'll all be waiting, so hurry up."
***
"Happy birthday, Trunks!" Everyone except Vegeta, who was honking his nose again, cheered.
Trunks looked startled, he knew that there was going to be a party, but not one this spectacular, there were balloons and streamers everywhere, and to his delight, an 8 layered cake that was about 12 feet high.
Pan gave Trunks a hug, "Happy birthday Trunks! You're finally 30!"
Trunks hugged her back, "Thanks Panny, I guess that makes me twice your age now, eh?"
Pan pouted, "No way, I'm 16 and a half, not 15."
Trunks laughed, "Whatever."
Pan asked, "Er, Trunks? Could you let go of me now?"
Trunks, who still had his arms around Pan, blushed, "Sorry, Panny."
Bra pinched Trunks' arm, "Happy Birthday, bro."
Trunks hugged Bra also, who squirmed to get out of his grasp. After more 'Happy Birthdays' from the rest of the DB gang and a grunt from Vegeta they all went into the living room.
Trunks asked Bra, "Where's mom?"
Bra shrugged, "Dunno, didn't see her all afternoon, probably down in the lab working on some new invention of hers."
Trunks nodded and joined the others in some party games. Pan was leaning against the table, slightly bored, she wished Trunks would come and talk to her, but he was too busy laughing with Goten. Pan sighed and was about to walk into the kitchen when she felt an arm brush against hers.
Pan looked up and stared into a pair of familiar cerulean eyes. "Oh, hey Trunks."
Mirai Trunks raised an eyebrow, "Hello, and who might you be?"
Pan was about to answer when she heard Bulma yell, "Darn it! I didn't know the transporter would set for upstairs?!"
Pan gasped, because she had seen Trunks, who was still laughing at Goten's dirty jokes, standing across the room. She looked up at the man beside her, but, if Trunks was there, how could he be here? She thought.
Bulma rushed into the room, "There you are!" Everyone turned around and stared blankly at Mirai Trunks.
Pan suddenly noticed Mirai Trunks' hair, which was down to his shoulders and tied in a ponytail, "Wow, nice hair, Trunks, or who ever you are."
Mirai Trunks grinned, "Thanks."
Vegeta honked his nose and Bulma announced, "Everyone, this is Trunks, er- Mirai Trunks."
Trunks walked closer to Mirai Trunks, "Wow, dude, I've heard about you."
Mirai Trunks laughed, "Well, I've 'heard' of you too."
Trunks poked his ponytail, "I've always wondered what I would look like if I had long hair. . ."
Mirai Trunks smiled, "I tried to keep my hair short for a while, but I just sorta gave up on it because it grows back too fast."
Bulma nodded, "I know, I tried to give Veggie a hair cut once."
Vegeta honked his nose and turned red, wrapping his arms around his hair. Goten waddled over to Mirai Trunks also, "Cool! That means today is your birthday also!"
Mirai Trunks nodded, "Yes, except that I'm turning 22, not 30"
Trunks raised an eyebrow, "Weird, aren't you supposed to be exactly like me?"
Mirai Trunks shook his head, "On the contrary, we are exact opposites."
Pan was listening to the conversation with interest, so this was Trunks also, how neat, knowing two Trunks. She asked Mirai Trunks, "What kind of music do you like?"
"Jazz" Mirai Trunks smiled, showing off his perfect, dazzling teeth.
Pan said excitedly, "Really? Me too!"
"Well, what's your favourite colour?" Mirai Trunks asked.
"Green!" Pan said.
Mirai Trunks looked surprised, "Wow, me too!"
After everyone has come and said 'hellos' to Mirai Trunks, he and Pan went outside to talk while everyone else went back to partying, well, everyone except for Trunks, who was watching the two talk with envious eyes.
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Ugh, can't type anymore, my fingers hurt. . . owie! Please review, this is just a neat idea I had, I'm not sure if I should continue though.
-Juunanagou4ever