**A/N: Yeah I know, its been a long time since anyone has seen me around. A year almost... You'll see my name here and there in reviews for several different stories and thanks given by authors for my reviews, well I'm back. I'm back to writing and I'm on a streak, there will be several songfics released by me in the next few weeks. Enjoy. I chose to do a second chapter to the T/P songfic I started because of the reviews, hope you guys find your way back to this after such a long time. Sorry. -- Text added into the song will have parenthesis around it. -- I may do this song as a B/V, tell me what you think. **
Hold On To Me
John Michael Montgomery
Album: Leave a Mark
Trunks stood and shook Gohan's hand in farewell. He reached into his pocket groping for his wallet. Trunks generously tipped the waitress more than the actual bill was and paid the bill leaving the restaurant thinking of only Pan and his good fortune. Striding over to his expensive pourshe, he sat behind the wheel and closed his eyes smiling. Before leaving he made a few phone calls; one to his love Pan. Smiling as speed-dial dialed up his love, he started up the car and headed for Capsule Corp. "Hello love, I'm coming to get you for dinner. Can you be ready in an hour?" He smiled as her voice rose to an ear-piercing level as she screamed "no". Hanging up he pulled into the driveway not ten minutes later and waited until he saw her beautiful face appear over the balcony of her room. Trunks smiled and hoped everything was set up the way he had wanted. Heading over to the door, he extracted the small box from his shirt pocket and dropped down on his knee at the door, waiting for her to open it. Swinging the door open Pan was ready to fling herself in Trunks's arms when she stopped, noticing he wasn't standing. She starred, open-mouthed, wide-eyed down at the box he was holding. He smiled up at her and in the soft, husky voice of his father, he spoke, "Pan Son, daughter of Videl Satan and Gohan Son, granddaughter of Hercule Satan and Goku Son of the great Sayian race," he paused opening the box in hand showing the 3 karat diamond ring set in a simple, yet elegant yellow gold ring, "marry me, Trunks Brief, Prince and heir to the Sayian race?" Blankly she stared at him and a single question was uttered from her astonished self.
"Why would you want to marry me?" He grinned and let the answer roll off his tongue like honey, in a soft caring voice.
(Because...) I wanna wake up each morning
With you for the rest of my life
I wanna feel your heart beating
Just get lost in your eyes
You can tell me your secrets
You can let me feel your pain
You can show me your weakness
And never be shamed
(Don't you understand, Pan? I love you.)
Trunks stood and looked at her face to face. Throwing herself at him she wrapped her arms around his neck, "Of course I will marry you Trunks!" Her joy was endless, unconditional. Trunks held her close never wanting to let go of her. He would do anything to make sure her smile would never be removed from her unscathed, caring face. Pan broke away from and he eyes widened, "I have to call my father and mother! Oh will she be pleased! And Grandma Chi! And Grandpa Goku and Hercule!" Pan squealed and swivelled around to run to a phone. Trunks smiled and walked inside, he turned and looked at the shadow in the corner that was his father.
"Congrats brat. You just got yourself tied down." Vegeta smirked at his only son knowing this was going to happen. He had already given his approval of the bride to be. She was strong and could fend for herself; Vegeta planned to wish back the Sayian kingdom and his son knew of it. It would make Vegeta King when the planet was back and his son mated.
"I know father, thank you." Vegeta grunted and Trunks attention was turned away from him as he heard Pan hollering into the phone.
"What do you mean you don't approve? How could you not? He is a Prince granddad! Why can't you just give me your blessings?!" Crying she slammed down the phone, Trunks assuming she was talking to Hercule Satan. Rushing over to her she fell into his embrace and they stood there a few minutes. Vegeta disappeared into the shadows once more.
"Shh... Shh love... It'll be OK." She looked up at him, tears streaming down her face. Reassuring her, he whispered in her ear.
(You can) Hold on to me when your world's turnin' cold
When it feels like your life's spinnin' out of control
You're hopin' and prayin', tryin' so hard to believe
Hold on to me when there's no middle ground
And every emotion is comin' unwound
And you don't know if you can hold on
To your dreams
(We'll have his blessings, no worries...)
Trunks stood at the alter and smiled as he saw the stunning white dress Pan wore as she slowly made her way down the isle attached to Gohan's arm. The ceremony went quickly in the over-crowded building. After all the son of the genius Bulma Briefs and the granddaughter of the world martial artists Goku Son and Hercule Satan were being married. When their vows were being exchanged Trunks turned to Pan and smiled saying his vow unnerved.
Pan Son, I take you to be my wife and mate, because...)
I wanna lay down each evening
With you right here by my side
I wanna get drunk on your laughter
And wipe all the tears when you cry
You can scare me with your darkness
You can blind me with your light
Throw your worries out the window
On your wildest night
(I want you to be happy until the day I die and then greave for me naught.)
Teary eyed and smiling, Pan said her vow with less confidence, using the same words he had used to comfort her when she needed him most.
(Trunks Brief, I take you to be my wife and mate, because...)
(I want you to be able to) Hold on to me when your world's turnin' cold
When it feels like your life's spinnin' out of control
You're hopin' and prayin', tryin' so hard to believe
Hold on to me when there's no middle ground
And every emotion is comin' unwound
And you don't know if you can hold on
To your dreams (and beliefs of being the best fighter and lover you can.)
They smiled and kissed as the ceremony closed. Nothing could stop them...
*Nine Months Later*
Pan screamed and arced her back pounding on the strong male chest infront of her. "You son-of-a-bitch! How could you do this to me!?" The paramedic smiled over at the young man, Trunks understood there was a transition period, but he didn't think it could be this bad! To think his father went through with this with his mother, twice.
"Pan... It'll be ok... Stop screaming at me love."
"Don't call me that!" Pan used a few words that Trunks didn't even think she knew.
Trunks leaned down to kiss her forehead lightly as he ran his hand over her large stomach that craddled their unborn child. Whispering in her ear once again he comforted her.
Hold on to me when there's no middle ground
And every emotion is comin' unwound
And you don't know if you can hold on
To your dreams
Baby you can hold on I said
Baby you can hold on I said
Baby you can hold on to me
John Michael Montgomery
Album: Leave a Mark
"Why would you want to marry me?" He grinned and let the answer roll off his tongue like honey, in a soft caring voice.
(Because...) I wanna wake up each morning
With you for the rest of my life
I wanna feel your heart beating
Just get lost in your eyes
You can tell me your secrets
You can let me feel your pain
You can show me your weakness
And never be shamed
(Don't you understand, Pan? I love you.)
Trunks stood and looked at her face to face. Throwing herself at him she wrapped her arms around his neck, "Of course I will marry you Trunks!" Her joy was endless, unconditional. Trunks held her close never wanting to let go of her. He would do anything to make sure her smile would never be removed from her unscathed, caring face. Pan broke away from and he eyes widened, "I have to call my father and mother! Oh will she be pleased! And Grandma Chi! And Grandpa Goku and Hercule!" Pan squealed and swivelled around to run to a phone. Trunks smiled and walked inside, he turned and looked at the shadow in the corner that was his father.
"Congrats brat. You just got yourself tied down." Vegeta smirked at his only son knowing this was going to happen. He had already given his approval of the bride to be. She was strong and could fend for herself; Vegeta planned to wish back the Sayian kingdom and his son knew of it. It would make Vegeta King when the planet was back and his son mated.
"I know father, thank you." Vegeta grunted and Trunks attention was turned away from him as he heard Pan hollering into the phone.
"What do you mean you don't approve? How could you not? He is a Prince granddad! Why can't you just give me your blessings?!" Crying she slammed down the phone, Trunks assuming she was talking to Hercule Satan. Rushing over to her she fell into his embrace and they stood there a few minutes. Vegeta disappeared into the shadows once more.
"Shh... Shh love... It'll be OK." She looked up at him, tears streaming down her face. Reassuring her, he whispered in her ear.
(You can) Hold on to me when your world's turnin' cold
When it feels like your life's spinnin' out of control
You're hopin' and prayin', tryin' so hard to believe
Hold on to me when there's no middle ground
And every emotion is comin' unwound
And you don't know if you can hold on
To your dreams
(We'll have his blessings, no worries...)
Trunks stood at the alter and smiled as he saw the stunning white dress Pan wore as she slowly made her way down the isle attached to Gohan's arm. The ceremony went quickly in the over-crowded building. After all the son of the genius Bulma Briefs and the granddaughter of the world martial artists Goku Son and Hercule Satan were being married. When their vows were being exchanged Trunks turned to Pan and smiled saying his vow unnerved.
Pan Son, I take you to be my wife and mate, because...)
I wanna lay down each evening
With you right here by my side
I wanna get drunk on your laughter
And wipe all the tears when you cry
You can scare me with your darkness
You can blind me with your light
Throw your worries out the window
On your wildest night
(I want you to be happy until the day I die and then greave for me naught.)
Teary eyed and smiling, Pan said her vow with less confidence, using the same words he had used to comfort her when she needed him most.
(Trunks Brief, I take you to be my wife and mate, because...)
(I want you to be able to) Hold on to me when your world's turnin' cold
When it feels like your life's spinnin' out of control
You're hopin' and prayin', tryin' so hard to believe
Hold on to me when there's no middle ground
And every emotion is comin' unwound
And you don't know if you can hold on
To your dreams (and beliefs of being the best fighter and lover you can.)
They smiled and kissed as the ceremony closed. Nothing could stop them...
*Nine Months Later*
Pan screamed and arced her back pounding on the strong male chest infront of her. "You son-of-a-bitch! How could you do this to me!?" The paramedic smiled over at the young man, Trunks understood there was a transition period, but he didn't think it could be this bad! To think his father went through with this with his mother, twice.
"Pan... It'll be ok... Stop screaming at me love."
"Don't call me that!" Pan used a few words that Trunks didn't even think she knew.
Trunks leaned down to kiss her forehead lightly as he ran his hand over her large stomach that craddled their unborn child. Whispering in her ear once again he comforted her.
Hold on to me when there's no middle ground
And every emotion is comin' unwound
And you don't know if you can hold on
To your dreams
Baby you can hold on I said
Baby you can hold on I said
Baby you can hold on to me
