Guiding Light
Well … I've had a lot of comments regarding the length of the fic, and a few of you said short and to the point, like around 14 or 15 chapters, most of you said for it to have some interesting twists in plot but not dramatic enough to be a soap opera. (By the way, Guiding Light IS a name of a soap opera that I'd watch whenever I had a day off school or stayed home sick … which I don't do often) I don't think anyone wanted a long soap opera, so that's good …
Personally, I'm not setting a goal, whatever comes into mind is whatever I'll write, although all your feedback is greatly appreciated. And as for another topic, I've had several people (several meaning three) ask me what my fav DB pairings are. So I shall list them now.
1) Trunks/Pan *thumbs up to all T/P fans*
2) Trunks/Goten (Not that I'm a big fan of Yaoi, but I think the two do look good together, Goten is sorta the male equivalent for Pan … )
3) Goten/Pan (okay, so … it's a bit of incest … but the two are a great couple … they are both so innocent and cute!!! ^x^)
4) Trunks/Paris *whimpers and dodges bullets* (I'm sorry! It's just that my very favourite fic is a Trunks/Paris … *ducks a bullet* so that left a real good impression on me … *ducks another bullet* NOT THAT THIS FIC WILL BE A TRUNKS/PARIS!!! *bullets stop* ^^;;)
5) Goku/Chi-Chi (c'mon peeps, give it up for the very first DB couple! You don't see many of these around, but I still love them all the same …)
Well … ahem … er … those are my fav couples … if anyone cared to read through that … Those are my top five couples, three of them are odd ones … others are probably wondering, what about Vegeta/Bulma? Gohan/Videl? Goten/Bra? To answer that, I'm not that big a fan of original couples, Trunks/Pan may be popular, but in GT, not that much sparks and fireworks are seen, there may be a bit of flirting and potential puppy love, but that's probably all … I'd like to say that it is a real couple … and it probably will be in the show one day … and … er … I only like Goten/Bra 'cause I detest Goten/Marron and Bra/Ubuu pairings … and they gotta go with somebody …
That was a bit more babbling then usual, but hopefully, this'll be a good chappie? ^ ~ (If you're lucky, I might decide to put a bit of T/P in this chappie ^^ )
One last thing, I don't know how many times I've said this … but I'll say it again.
THERE WILL BE NO LEMON IN THIS STORY!!!
Enjoy, enjoy!
(Bella ~ No offense taken, no offense given, kay? ^ ~)
Chapter 6: Classes and Mishaps
Dedicated to Deidra, the only one of my net buddies who cared enough to send me a birthday card thingy … (yep, my b-day was on Friday, March 7th)
And to T/Ptears, for falling off the stage ^ ~
He was late for class again … not that he really cared … a lot has been on his mind lately, the past two days had gone by in a slur, and it was already Friday, meaning that the weekend was going to be jam packed with wild parties and raves. The conversation that he had with Paris two days earlier didn't help either, Trunks sighed in frustration as he recalled their conversation as vividly as if it were occurring right that second.
How've you been, Trunks? The girl had asked.
Not bad, you?
Well … I am taking a break from acting, and am now back in university … is business marketing still your major?
Of course, what else could I do? Be a bouncer at a nightclub for the rest of my life?
I dunno, that kinda suits you … and besides … wouldn't you get, like, free admission or something?
Not like I don't already … he then smirked, why would you care anyhow?
Oh, c'mon, what do you mean by that? A bat of her long eyelashes, a swing of her seductive hips, and already, he was hooked.
What, don't you like Goten? He had teased.
Goten may be cute, she had smiled mysteriously, but he hasn't the savvy …
The savvy of what?
Instead of answering him, the girl just smiled again and left.
Trunks shook his head, girls get stranger all the time, but his other major concern on his mind? Well, he hasn't had a good lay for weeks … possibly months … and it was all wearing off on him. And of course, the sudden arrival of Paris didn't help either, it's been only two days and nearly every guy in the school wanted her, not to mention Goten and himself, what with her stunningly curvy figure and her gorgeous face, no wonder she was both an actress and a model, but then again, aside from wanting the girl, the was something else to his uncontrollable lust … perhaps it was his bitter rivalry with Goten? A satisfaction that could be gained from taking something that he adored and loved, a satisfaction like no other. It would all be pretty easy, except for Paris playing hard to get, he often found the gesture in girls quite annoying, but in this case, it was nearly killing him, there was something about Paris that other girls didn't have, she wasn't a slut, far from it, unlike most of the girls he had been with, she had a ring of elegance about her, a touch of dignity and pride that no other girls had, and yet, she did have a killer body, and wasn't afraid to show it off, she was just different than all the other girls, perhaps that was why he found her intriguing.
Then again, that doesn't solve his problem at all, Paris knew what he wanted, and she wasn't going to give it to him, ever lusted for one specific type of candy? Like, Chocolate? Or Gumdrops? Or some delicious delicacy? And received a piece of gum? It's still good, and was still candy, but it wasn't what you wanted … therefore you weren't satisfied until you have received your chocolate or other piece of candy, but in the meanwhile, you feel this empty feeling within your self from lust for the piece of candy.
Of course, Trunks wasn't going to eat Paris as candy, but she wasn't going to sleep with him either. Thus causing him to be extremely annoyed and well … plainly … horny.
He pushed open the door to the classroom and ended his thoughts, hopefully, he could stop thinking about Paris for a couple of seconds, but unfortunately, she happened to take business and marketing also, luckily, the overly abundant professor, Mrs. Currie was probably stuck in an elevator again, or something, since she wasn't in the classroom. He set his books down on the desk in front of Reeve, and listened to the others' chatter with no apparent interest at all. The stunning brunette turned around and shot him a smile, and he only smirked in return and watched her fuss about her wavy hair, and how her elegant hands weaved through the auburn strands.
Calling Paris beautiful would be an understatement, her beauty ranged anywhere between Miss. Universe to a minor Greek Goddess, as Trunks drifted off in a whirl of daydreams, the professor came wobbling into the room, she apologized to her students for being late and fumbled through her alligator bag for the day's lesson plans.
Paris turned around and smiled again, "This is my only class for the day, I'm glad, my head's starting up a bit."
Too bad that's the only thing starting up. "Could be the change in climate, you were in Europe before, weren't you?"
Paris nodded and giggled, "France … Paris to be exact."
Another frenchie, perhaps he should get working on his French vocabulary, "Paris in Paris, how fascinating." He smirked once more.
Mrs. Currie looked up and shot the violet-haired hunk a sharp look, "No talking in class, Mr. Briefs."
Trunks had considered blowing up her extremely large behind for a second, but decided against attracting too much attention to himself, he merely tilted his head as a response.
The professor then turned to Paris with a kind smile, "My son lives in France right now, you know. He has a law firm there."
"Oh, that's nice." Paris replied with slight interest in her voice, "My uncle is involved in law also, he's a judge for the Supreme Court."
Mrs. Currie's large eyebrows raised for a second, and then she smiled again.
Trunks gagged to himself, Paris had a thing with teachers, the male ones flirted with her, and the female ones treated her like a daughter, she just had this incredibly aura around her that allows her to be popular anywhere she goes.
"How's your headache, Paris?" Miss. Currie asked with concern.
"A bit better, thank you, mam. "
How's your ballsache, Trunks?
Bloody awful, thanks, bitch.
The teacher smiled once more at the girl and then started with the lesson.
Trunks sighed as he withdrew a pen from his binder, this was going to be a long lesson.
~*~
The scramble of students hurrying out of classes were bothersome to Pan, of course, she wouldn't want to trample everyone, so she is constantly the last one to exit the room. She gathered her notes and stuck them messily into her binder, zoology was one of her more favored courses, his father had always wanted her to become a scientist, she wanted to be an astronaut. He tried to coax her into becoming an astrologist, she wanted to touch the stars, not just study them from a telescope. Then she saw a dolphin show one day and wanted to be a dolphin trainer, her father then tried to coax her into becoming a marine biologist, but she wanted to play with the dolphins, not to study the feeding habits of zooplankton and phytoplankton. She then saw a television series about rainforests, and wanted to be a park ranger, her father tried to coax her into being a botanist, and Pan finally agreed on the topic of becoming a zoologist, what kind, she didn't know, and frankly, she didn't care. All she cared was that her father would be content and stop bugging her.
But now, she's in university, and she found zoology extremely interesting, so although her stubbornness did not allow her to admit that her science obsessed father was correct, in her mind, she secretly thanked him for helping her choose her major.
As Pan was lost in thought, a couple sheets of paper fluttered to the ground, and she mentally slapped herself for always dropping things, to make matters worse, Jake, ever the gentleman, has once again retrieved the papers and handed them to a mildly flushing Pan, "You're going to have to be a pretty rich scientist when you graduate, you're going to need to hire an assistant to pick up everything you drop."
Pan flushed even more and snatched the papers from him, and shoved them into her binder.
"Oh no, it was no problem at all." The blond boy folded his arms and grinned.
"Sorry … thanks … I guess I'm being a klutz lately." Pan tucked her books under her arm, "There's been a lot going on lately."
"Oh? Like what?"
"Well … there's that party tomorrow at Goten's." Pan muttered.
"Goten?" He repeated.
"Yeah … Goten …" Pan smiled, "You can come, if ya' want, Goten wanted a bunch of people to come, according to him, it'll be a blast!"
The blond smirked slightly, "You know what … maybe I will."
"It's tomorrow at six thirty, I think … and it's … er … in his suite … building seven … wherever that is." Pan groaned, "Oh my gosh, I don't even know where my own uncle lives!"
"Seven? I know where that is, I'll show you where it is tomorrow, if you want."
"Really?" Pan beamed, "That'd be awesome!"
"Where do you live?"
Pan pulled off a sticky note, scribbled her address on it, and stuck it on top of his book. "I have to go now, but I guess I'll see you tomorrow."
"Yeah, see you." Jake smirked at her as she left.
~*~
"Oh, come on, please?" Trunks sighed.
"No, for the last time, I am not going to teach you goddamn French!" Screeched Jewel as she headed down the hallway, "Go get yourself a tutor or something."
"But I'm a quick learner, I'll only need a few lessons, and you're really good at it, it won't take long, really."
"Why do you want to learn French anyway?" Huffed the girl. "Is it that dentist again?"
"Nope, I just do … please?"
"Go bug Reeve, he'll be glad to tutor you."
"Are you kidding me? Reeve doesn't know shit about French!" Trunks groaned, "And you're supposed to be good at French, why won't you do me this one little favor?"
Jewel ignored his question and corrected, "I'm not that good at French, really, it's my brother that is, go bug him."
Trunks sighed in exasperation and stopped the blonde from walking by grabbing her waist, "Aw, c'mon. I'll make it worth your while, I promise."
Jewel smiled at him for a second and whispered, "You will?"
"'Course I will, have I ever lied to you before? Can't you just give me one little French lesson?" Pleaded the older man.
"Yes and No." Jewel grinned deviously at herself as she left a puzzled Trunks standing in the hall, I won't lose you to her, Trunksies, not yet, anyhow.
The violet-haired man groaned and spun around, knocking into a girl exiting a nearby room. Causing her books to fall to the floor and dozens of pieces of paper to flutter everywhere in the hallway.
Trunks scowled, "Watch it!"
"Me watch it? You were the one that crashed into me! You should apologize!"
"Me? Apologize? You must be kidding?" Trunks wondered if this girl even knew who he was, he prepared to glare at the girl when he got a second look at her and muttered, "Oh, look, just my luck, crashing into little Pan here."
"Don't call me that!" Pan snapped, "God! You can be so rude sometimes! You were the one who crashed into me! You should apologize and pick up all my stuff, you-you, jerk!"
Trunks held a hand to his forehead and groaned dramatically, "Oh my, what have I done to cause the darling Pan to yell at me? I'm hurt, and my heart is now shattered to pieces. My life shall never be the same." He then sneered and folded his arms back, "You want me to apologize? To you? Keep dreaming."
Pan shook her head, "I just don't understand how some guys can be so nice and helpful, and others, complete idiots who walk around idolizing their hair."
"Shut up! I don't idolize my hair!" Trunks growled, "Anyways, if you're implying about Goten, then I've news for you, he's not perfect and has his faults, like-"
"I wasn't implying about Goten." Pan muttered coldly and bent down to pick up her notes.
Trunks sighed matter-of-factly, "All right, I guess I might as well help you since I won't be getting my French lessons anyway."
He glanced at the ebony-haired girl and smirked, "You're now mad at me, aren't you?"
"Mad?" Pan snorted, "Why would I be mad?"
Trunks shook his head and bent down on the ground to help her, while taking notice of her red capris and red hoodies, he handed her a couple pieces of paper and smirked at her, "Did anyone ever tell you that you have gorgeous legs?"
"TRUNKS!"
A few people who were passing by stopped and stared at the girl.
Trunks shrugged, "What? It is the truth, isn't it?"
Pan gaped at him in disbelief as the Saiya-jin hottie handed her the rest of her notes, stood up, dusted his hands off, and smirked, "Well, ta-ta, Pan."
The girl shook her head as she watched Trunks walk off, "He just gets weirder and weirder each day."
End of Chapter 6
Horrible, wasn't it?
^^ Well … I managed to get a little bit of stuff in it, this chappie wasn't really a filler, it was pretty necessary, and about Trunks' strangeness? I'm sorry … that last little bit must've been horrible … *sniff*
Oh well! ^^
Vegeta: So … my son is gonna hook up with Kakarotto's grand brat?
Poodle: *rolls eyes* Perhaps that is why they call it a T/P
Vegeta: T/P? What the hell is that?
Poodle: Never mind …
Anyways … I'm just wondering, am I foreshadowing a lot in this fic? It's hard to tell since I'm the one writing … I don't think I'm doing enough foreshadowing … *sniffles*
A little comment would be appreciated! ^ ~
-Juunanagou4ever