A/N: HI! * waves * Well to be perfectly honest this is my first fic that
I've uploading onto ff.net. Since I'm a new author and since no one knows
me I'm gonna explain a few things.
Firstly, for all of you who thought that this was a Trunks/Pan thingy, I hate to break it to you but it ain't. Sorry * grins * Pan will be in it but she's not one of the main characters. Instead I've made up my own ^_^ Believe me *ducks a tomato* I am a fan of Trunks/Pan! I think they make a great couple. just not in my ficcie.
Secondly, I don't do lemons. Don't, Wont, and probably never will. So sorry again but it just ain't my style. I may add some fluff though, that's always fun.
And lastly, no flames please. PWEASE? If you don't like the story there's a handy little BACK button you can use. If you don't know where it is you're either blind or just dumb. I will accept some suggestions on how to improve my writing, ideas you may have, and NICE comments from you readers. After all, I'm gonna need some feedback. Now that we're on the same level *ducks another tomato* -_-; Or, even if we're not *points to the back button* on with the fic! Please review and enjoy! *throws confetti*
DISCLAIMER: I don't own DBZ. I DON'T! If I did there'd be a lot more Trunks *grins*
~ The Quiet Waterfall ~
She crept expertly through the crowed. Her only friend was walking at a distance behind her. They were covering ground fast and there was no interference from the guards. No matter how good they were someone would have alerted them by now. Something was up. Pausing a moment, she turned to look at her friend and nodded twice under her hooded cloak. Silently the other complied and they split up. Being faster than the other she took the long way and walked the path at a natural pace knowing that she was being followed. Suddenly though, she veered off to the right into the woods. Darting through the various bushes and trees she stopped and a little ways ahead and climbed one of the taller trees. Pulling her hood down for a second she checked to see if the guards made it this far. Marveling at their dumb luck as well as their stupidity she watched them cautiously approach. She waited until they passed though, before making her move. She jumped out of the tree and landed silently on the ground. She made no sound as she came up behind them. They stopped but she crept up on them and in one swift motion smashed their heads together with a sickening crunch. They landed, slumped over on the ground leaving her satisfied and thoroughly amused. She bent down noticed a pouch on the taller ones belt. Upon picking it up it began to jingle. Smiling, she placed the coin purse in her cloak. Then, throwing up her hood once again she walked back through the trees slowly, quietly, and undetected.
"TRUNKS!" Groaning at the sound of his father's angrier-than-usual voice, Trunks rose from his chair leaving his book at his desk.
"Father?" Trunks inquired slowly not wishing to provoke his father in any way.
"Again Trunks this is the third time this past full moon!" Vegeta said impatiently.
"Again?" Trunks echoed questioningly.
"She took out your guards AGAIN." Now Trunks understood. His father was talking about Angel. She was one of the most wanted on their planet. She finds pleasure in making a fool out of himself, his father, his guards, and she robs various people on top of that. And she did more than that even if she wasn't already aware of it. Her fun made him a laughing stock and got him in serious trouble with his dad. After all, he was in charge of the armed forces of the planet and when they made a mistake it was declared his fault. By his own father none the less, talk about family unity. He turned his attention back to his father when he heard him give an annoyed "ahem."
"You are to take more responsibility do you hear?"
"Yes sir."
"I want you out there with them at all times and until she is found you will not resume training or your daily routine do you understand me?"
"What!" Trunks yelled. " But that's not fair you can't just--"
"I can do what ever I want!" Vegeta yelled back. "Do you forget who you're speaking to?"
"Do not EVER talk back to me, do I make myself clear?"
"Crystal." Trunks sighed inwardly. He had half a mind to ask what he'd ever done to be treated this way, but he decided not to take that chance, the man was already foaming at the mouth. Calming down a bit Vegeta stared hard at his son. Then he glanced over to the desk Trunks had been sitting at. Puzzled, Trunks followed his gaze and stiffened. Vegeta casually strolled over to the desk and picked up the book Trunks had been reading.
"And what did I say about this nonsense?"
"I--" At a loss for words, Trunks knew he was defeated.
At that moment Trunks sister walked down the hall and saw her father with Trunks book. Already she knew what was happening. Thinking fast she walked up to Her brother and Vegeta.
"Father?" Vegeta looked up to see his daughter beside him.
"Yes Bra?" He replied sounding annoyed.
"Why are you holding my book in a death grip?" She asked sweetly.
"Your book?"
"Yes," she said taking it from him, "the maids were cleaning my room today so I asked Trunks to hold it for me so it wouldn't be misplaced."
"I see." Vegeta nodded reluctantly. Bra kissed him on the cheek and then turned and walked down the hall. Trunks smiled inwardly, he would definitely owe her for this one.
"Father." He said excusing himself and returning to his room. Maybe a bit to hastily. Sighing heavily he walked towards his closet. Not wanting to further his father's journey on the road down insanity, he took out his armor and changed. Then he headed out to meet the guards. As he approached, the captain bowed slightly.
"We await your orders my prince."
A/N: So. what did you think? Please let me know! Just no flames! * pulls out o fire extinguisher* Remember the back button? You don't HAVE to read this, if you don't like it, move on!
Firstly, for all of you who thought that this was a Trunks/Pan thingy, I hate to break it to you but it ain't. Sorry * grins * Pan will be in it but she's not one of the main characters. Instead I've made up my own ^_^ Believe me *ducks a tomato* I am a fan of Trunks/Pan! I think they make a great couple. just not in my ficcie.
Secondly, I don't do lemons. Don't, Wont, and probably never will. So sorry again but it just ain't my style. I may add some fluff though, that's always fun.
And lastly, no flames please. PWEASE? If you don't like the story there's a handy little BACK button you can use. If you don't know where it is you're either blind or just dumb. I will accept some suggestions on how to improve my writing, ideas you may have, and NICE comments from you readers. After all, I'm gonna need some feedback. Now that we're on the same level *ducks another tomato* -_-; Or, even if we're not *points to the back button* on with the fic! Please review and enjoy! *throws confetti*
DISCLAIMER: I don't own DBZ. I DON'T! If I did there'd be a lot more Trunks *grins*
~ The Quiet Waterfall ~
She crept expertly through the crowed. Her only friend was walking at a distance behind her. They were covering ground fast and there was no interference from the guards. No matter how good they were someone would have alerted them by now. Something was up. Pausing a moment, she turned to look at her friend and nodded twice under her hooded cloak. Silently the other complied and they split up. Being faster than the other she took the long way and walked the path at a natural pace knowing that she was being followed. Suddenly though, she veered off to the right into the woods. Darting through the various bushes and trees she stopped and a little ways ahead and climbed one of the taller trees. Pulling her hood down for a second she checked to see if the guards made it this far. Marveling at their dumb luck as well as their stupidity she watched them cautiously approach. She waited until they passed though, before making her move. She jumped out of the tree and landed silently on the ground. She made no sound as she came up behind them. They stopped but she crept up on them and in one swift motion smashed their heads together with a sickening crunch. They landed, slumped over on the ground leaving her satisfied and thoroughly amused. She bent down noticed a pouch on the taller ones belt. Upon picking it up it began to jingle. Smiling, she placed the coin purse in her cloak. Then, throwing up her hood once again she walked back through the trees slowly, quietly, and undetected.
"TRUNKS!" Groaning at the sound of his father's angrier-than-usual voice, Trunks rose from his chair leaving his book at his desk.
"Father?" Trunks inquired slowly not wishing to provoke his father in any way.
"Again Trunks this is the third time this past full moon!" Vegeta said impatiently.
"Again?" Trunks echoed questioningly.
"She took out your guards AGAIN." Now Trunks understood. His father was talking about Angel. She was one of the most wanted on their planet. She finds pleasure in making a fool out of himself, his father, his guards, and she robs various people on top of that. And she did more than that even if she wasn't already aware of it. Her fun made him a laughing stock and got him in serious trouble with his dad. After all, he was in charge of the armed forces of the planet and when they made a mistake it was declared his fault. By his own father none the less, talk about family unity. He turned his attention back to his father when he heard him give an annoyed "ahem."
"You are to take more responsibility do you hear?"
"Yes sir."
"I want you out there with them at all times and until she is found you will not resume training or your daily routine do you understand me?"
"What!" Trunks yelled. " But that's not fair you can't just--"
"I can do what ever I want!" Vegeta yelled back. "Do you forget who you're speaking to?"
"Do not EVER talk back to me, do I make myself clear?"
"Crystal." Trunks sighed inwardly. He had half a mind to ask what he'd ever done to be treated this way, but he decided not to take that chance, the man was already foaming at the mouth. Calming down a bit Vegeta stared hard at his son. Then he glanced over to the desk Trunks had been sitting at. Puzzled, Trunks followed his gaze and stiffened. Vegeta casually strolled over to the desk and picked up the book Trunks had been reading.
"And what did I say about this nonsense?"
"I--" At a loss for words, Trunks knew he was defeated.
At that moment Trunks sister walked down the hall and saw her father with Trunks book. Already she knew what was happening. Thinking fast she walked up to Her brother and Vegeta.
"Father?" Vegeta looked up to see his daughter beside him.
"Yes Bra?" He replied sounding annoyed.
"Why are you holding my book in a death grip?" She asked sweetly.
"Your book?"
"Yes," she said taking it from him, "the maids were cleaning my room today so I asked Trunks to hold it for me so it wouldn't be misplaced."
"I see." Vegeta nodded reluctantly. Bra kissed him on the cheek and then turned and walked down the hall. Trunks smiled inwardly, he would definitely owe her for this one.
"Father." He said excusing himself and returning to his room. Maybe a bit to hastily. Sighing heavily he walked towards his closet. Not wanting to further his father's journey on the road down insanity, he took out his armor and changed. Then he headed out to meet the guards. As he approached, the captain bowed slightly.
"We await your orders my prince."
A/N: So. what did you think? Please let me know! Just no flames! * pulls out o fire extinguisher* Remember the back button? You don't HAVE to read this, if you don't like it, move on!