Angel: She doesn't own DBZ
Topazia: Oh fine! Rub it in.*pouts*
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"Pan...Pan!"
"No!"
"Damn it wake up!" Her dark eyes snapped open and met the worried face of her friend's. "You were having a bad dream." He explained. His voice was deep, soft and smooth like many things about him and she calmed down instantly.
"Where am I?" Pan asked groggily, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
"On a plane...remember? It's time to get off." She looked around and sure enough she was. She blushed from all the strange looks she was receiving but ignored them and sighed. /It was him again wasn't it? /
She looked at her friend and smiled as he grabbed her smaller bags and left ahead of her. /You know me well...very well / His name was Angel and that was exactly what he was. He was a nomad and she met him years ago. He was tall and medium sized; his skin was pale and smooth. His eyes were a pretty golden yellow color and he had a soft smile. Angel's hair was white, soft and silky. He had messy bangs that covered his eyes a little and the rest was tied in a ponytail in the back, cascading to his waistline. Even Pan had to admit he was just plain beautiful. He wasn't a fighter but he would spar on his own on rare occasions. His special ability as far as Pan knew was telepathy and being able to fly. Their friendship started after the fight with Trunks...
*~*~*~*~*~ flash back *~*~*~*~*~
She sniffled and hugged her knees closer to her chest letting the cool beach waves wash over her feet. The sun was setting and the cool sea breeze felt good against her skin. Gohan' s job had forced them to move closer to the sea and away from Capsule Corporation. They lived in a fairly large cabin by the sea and Pan loved it. It was so peaceful here...Suddenly her ears picked up a distant sound in the wind, a flute. Turning her head towards the sound Pan noticed a boy walking and playing, his eyes were closed and he appeared at peace. His short ponytail blowing in the wind only to rest on his shoulder once the breeze stopped. The finished his song and stood in front of her and looked down. "What are you doing out here?" he asked.
"Minding my own business, what do you want?" Pan sneered back.
"Me...I don't want anything...I have all I need. But I wouldn't mind traveling though." He looked out to the ocean, a wistful look on his face.
"That's not what I meant dummy!"
"It may not have been but think about it, your true meaning...did you mean that too?" he asked.
"What's your name?" Pan asked. This stranger intrigued her, so full of mystery. Plus she wouldn't mind a friend right about now.
"Angel...and you?"
"Pan Son..."
*~*~*~*~*~ end *~*~*~*~
Pan smiled remembering her precious memories. He was a best friend ever since.Grabbing a mini mirror she checked herself out. After she finished High school instead f going back home with her parents she went on to college. She hadn't changed that much. She was taller of course. She tossed her old bandana away a long time ago and now her hair fell halfway down her back ending with graceful silky curls. Her old clothes had disappeared too, only to be replaced by a blue jean skirt and a black shirt that said catch me if you can in white letters. She wore leather boots that came just past her ankles. Her dad would flip when he saw that outfit and she couldn't wait. Getting up she exited off the plane and into the busy airport. "What the hell are you wearing child?" Pan turned grinning to face her father, he hadn't changed one bit, in attitude or in looks.
"Dad! I'm not two anymore...I can dress myself..." she whined rolling her eyes.
"That shirt is..."
"The skirt is fine Gohan." Videl interrupted, saving Pan from a long speech about dress code. "Welcome back daughter!" she said cheerfully pulling her into a hug. Out of the corner of her eye she spotted Angel coming with the rest of her bags. He walked to Pan and stood next to her, setting them down.
/Be careful.../ she mentally warned. Pan knew that no matter how old she got her father would always watch over her like a Hawk and to him Angel was just another unknown intruder.
/Thanks but I'll be fine/ he replied with a nod.
"Mom, Dad, this is Angel I met him when we moved to the beach years ago." Pan said motioning to her friend.
Angel bowed respectfully to Videl gently grabbing her hand and planting a kiss on it. "Nice to meet you." He said.
"Same here." Videl muttered, a smile playing across her lips. "You see that Gohan? Take notes..."
He threw her a look and she laughed playfully. Yep, she was still the same loveable person. Nothing about her had changed neither... "Nice to meet you too Gohan Son, I've heard so much about you...I hear you're a great fighter. I wouldn't mind taking lessons." Angel shook his hand.
Gohan stared at him for a while then returned the boy's smile. "Maybe later..."
"Don't worry, I already know how to use ki attacks and the basics..." Angel added.
Pan shook her head with a smile and watched as they went ahead engrossed in a conversation about fighting techniques. /You are such a suck up.../
/That's Mr. Suck up to you.../
"He's nice...new boy friend?" Videl taunted nudging her in the side.
Pan blushed and shook her head. "No! He's my best friend...you do that with every guy I hang around." Typical mother...accusing her of liking her friend just because he was a guy!
They weaved through the crowds of the airport and finally outside to the parking lot where the Son's family car soon came into view and they all loaded in Videl and Gohan in front and Angel and Pan in back. Pan spent half of the ride looking out the window, sometimes listening to Angel and her father's ongoing conversation. "You came back just in time Pan..." Her mother piped cheerfully. "Bulma's hosting a Valentines party in a few days and she promises it will be a good one."
Pan forced a smile. "Oh...that's great mom..." Sighing she turned back to the window. The ride home suddenly seemed so much longer...
*~*~*~*~*~
"Wake up Pan..." Angel poked her awake and pointed out the window. They had stopped...stopped and parked in the driveway of Capsule Corporation. Her parents had already gone inside.
"I think I'll just stay here..." Pan murmured sinking in her seat.
"That's not going to happen." He pointed to two girls standing in the doorway of the large building.
She followed his gaze, her eyes widening at the sight. "Bra, Marron!" she squealed jumping out of the car and racing towards her friends.
"Pan! Oh my gosh! Love your outfit!" Bra exclaimed hugging her friend. Bra was, in Pan's opinion, an exact copy of a teenaged Bulma with both her parent's personality. She was dressed casual today, wearing a blue jean skirt, white shirt, and shoes.
"Great to have you back Pan..." Marron said behind her. "It was quiet around here without you." She wore jeans and a shirt, simple like always.
"Yeah...enough with all that, let's go inside!" Bra said shoving Pan through the door. Angel watched from the car and waited until they all disappeared to follow them inside. Pan was led into the kitchen where Bulma and Chichi were talking. Bulma greeted her with a smile and a hug, Chichi on the other hand tried to break her in half.
"I missed you so much! Look at you...all grown up!" she sobbed into Pan's shirt.
"Uh.missed you too Grandma..." Pan said. Eventually the group went off into the living, laughing about the old days. Pan had to admit that it was great to be home. The still was no sign of Angel but she knew he was somewhere nearby.
"Panny!" she cringed at her childhood name, ready to pick a fight with the person but stopped.
"Uncle Goten!" she piped tackling him in a hug. It was like finding a long lost friend. She'd missed him so much!
"Wow, look at you." He teased. "Trying to look grown up I see?" Pan pushed him playfully making him laugh. "Well hey, come on...you haven't seen everyone yet." He added with a grin. Pan rolled her eyes. He must still be dating that woman. It's not that she didn't want to go...she was just tired of being dragged around and didn't want to go, that's different. She was pretty and all but a complete ditz. What kind of idiot eats an ice cream cone with their fingers? Oh well, she could at least face happy.
Topazia: Oh fine! Rub it in.*pouts*
*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Pan...Pan!"
"No!"
"Damn it wake up!" Her dark eyes snapped open and met the worried face of her friend's. "You were having a bad dream." He explained. His voice was deep, soft and smooth like many things about him and she calmed down instantly.
"Where am I?" Pan asked groggily, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
"On a plane...remember? It's time to get off." She looked around and sure enough she was. She blushed from all the strange looks she was receiving but ignored them and sighed. /It was him again wasn't it? /
She looked at her friend and smiled as he grabbed her smaller bags and left ahead of her. /You know me well...very well / His name was Angel and that was exactly what he was. He was a nomad and she met him years ago. He was tall and medium sized; his skin was pale and smooth. His eyes were a pretty golden yellow color and he had a soft smile. Angel's hair was white, soft and silky. He had messy bangs that covered his eyes a little and the rest was tied in a ponytail in the back, cascading to his waistline. Even Pan had to admit he was just plain beautiful. He wasn't a fighter but he would spar on his own on rare occasions. His special ability as far as Pan knew was telepathy and being able to fly. Their friendship started after the fight with Trunks...
*~*~*~*~*~ flash back *~*~*~*~*~
She sniffled and hugged her knees closer to her chest letting the cool beach waves wash over her feet. The sun was setting and the cool sea breeze felt good against her skin. Gohan' s job had forced them to move closer to the sea and away from Capsule Corporation. They lived in a fairly large cabin by the sea and Pan loved it. It was so peaceful here...Suddenly her ears picked up a distant sound in the wind, a flute. Turning her head towards the sound Pan noticed a boy walking and playing, his eyes were closed and he appeared at peace. His short ponytail blowing in the wind only to rest on his shoulder once the breeze stopped. The finished his song and stood in front of her and looked down. "What are you doing out here?" he asked.
"Minding my own business, what do you want?" Pan sneered back.
"Me...I don't want anything...I have all I need. But I wouldn't mind traveling though." He looked out to the ocean, a wistful look on his face.
"That's not what I meant dummy!"
"It may not have been but think about it, your true meaning...did you mean that too?" he asked.
"What's your name?" Pan asked. This stranger intrigued her, so full of mystery. Plus she wouldn't mind a friend right about now.
"Angel...and you?"
"Pan Son..."
*~*~*~*~*~ end *~*~*~*~
Pan smiled remembering her precious memories. He was a best friend ever since.Grabbing a mini mirror she checked herself out. After she finished High school instead f going back home with her parents she went on to college. She hadn't changed that much. She was taller of course. She tossed her old bandana away a long time ago and now her hair fell halfway down her back ending with graceful silky curls. Her old clothes had disappeared too, only to be replaced by a blue jean skirt and a black shirt that said catch me if you can in white letters. She wore leather boots that came just past her ankles. Her dad would flip when he saw that outfit and she couldn't wait. Getting up she exited off the plane and into the busy airport. "What the hell are you wearing child?" Pan turned grinning to face her father, he hadn't changed one bit, in attitude or in looks.
"Dad! I'm not two anymore...I can dress myself..." she whined rolling her eyes.
"That shirt is..."
"The skirt is fine Gohan." Videl interrupted, saving Pan from a long speech about dress code. "Welcome back daughter!" she said cheerfully pulling her into a hug. Out of the corner of her eye she spotted Angel coming with the rest of her bags. He walked to Pan and stood next to her, setting them down.
/Be careful.../ she mentally warned. Pan knew that no matter how old she got her father would always watch over her like a Hawk and to him Angel was just another unknown intruder.
/Thanks but I'll be fine/ he replied with a nod.
"Mom, Dad, this is Angel I met him when we moved to the beach years ago." Pan said motioning to her friend.
Angel bowed respectfully to Videl gently grabbing her hand and planting a kiss on it. "Nice to meet you." He said.
"Same here." Videl muttered, a smile playing across her lips. "You see that Gohan? Take notes..."
He threw her a look and she laughed playfully. Yep, she was still the same loveable person. Nothing about her had changed neither... "Nice to meet you too Gohan Son, I've heard so much about you...I hear you're a great fighter. I wouldn't mind taking lessons." Angel shook his hand.
Gohan stared at him for a while then returned the boy's smile. "Maybe later..."
"Don't worry, I already know how to use ki attacks and the basics..." Angel added.
Pan shook her head with a smile and watched as they went ahead engrossed in a conversation about fighting techniques. /You are such a suck up.../
/That's Mr. Suck up to you.../
"He's nice...new boy friend?" Videl taunted nudging her in the side.
Pan blushed and shook her head. "No! He's my best friend...you do that with every guy I hang around." Typical mother...accusing her of liking her friend just because he was a guy!
They weaved through the crowds of the airport and finally outside to the parking lot where the Son's family car soon came into view and they all loaded in Videl and Gohan in front and Angel and Pan in back. Pan spent half of the ride looking out the window, sometimes listening to Angel and her father's ongoing conversation. "You came back just in time Pan..." Her mother piped cheerfully. "Bulma's hosting a Valentines party in a few days and she promises it will be a good one."
Pan forced a smile. "Oh...that's great mom..." Sighing she turned back to the window. The ride home suddenly seemed so much longer...
*~*~*~*~*~
"Wake up Pan..." Angel poked her awake and pointed out the window. They had stopped...stopped and parked in the driveway of Capsule Corporation. Her parents had already gone inside.
"I think I'll just stay here..." Pan murmured sinking in her seat.
"That's not going to happen." He pointed to two girls standing in the doorway of the large building.
She followed his gaze, her eyes widening at the sight. "Bra, Marron!" she squealed jumping out of the car and racing towards her friends.
"Pan! Oh my gosh! Love your outfit!" Bra exclaimed hugging her friend. Bra was, in Pan's opinion, an exact copy of a teenaged Bulma with both her parent's personality. She was dressed casual today, wearing a blue jean skirt, white shirt, and shoes.
"Great to have you back Pan..." Marron said behind her. "It was quiet around here without you." She wore jeans and a shirt, simple like always.
"Yeah...enough with all that, let's go inside!" Bra said shoving Pan through the door. Angel watched from the car and waited until they all disappeared to follow them inside. Pan was led into the kitchen where Bulma and Chichi were talking. Bulma greeted her with a smile and a hug, Chichi on the other hand tried to break her in half.
"I missed you so much! Look at you...all grown up!" she sobbed into Pan's shirt.
"Uh.missed you too Grandma..." Pan said. Eventually the group went off into the living, laughing about the old days. Pan had to admit that it was great to be home. The still was no sign of Angel but she knew he was somewhere nearby.
"Panny!" she cringed at her childhood name, ready to pick a fight with the person but stopped.
"Uncle Goten!" she piped tackling him in a hug. It was like finding a long lost friend. She'd missed him so much!
"Wow, look at you." He teased. "Trying to look grown up I see?" Pan pushed him playfully making him laugh. "Well hey, come on...you haven't seen everyone yet." He added with a grin. Pan rolled her eyes. He must still be dating that woman. It's not that she didn't want to go...she was just tired of being dragged around and didn't want to go, that's different. She was pretty and all but a complete ditz. What kind of idiot eats an ice cream cone with their fingers? Oh well, she could at least face happy.