Memories of an ever lasting waltz (re-written)
(A/n): I'll be butting in now and then with my point of view
Flash back / end flash back
:: bond ::
Hello every one. This is one of my first fanfic so please go easy on the reviews. This is a T/P fanfic.
Chapter #1 ballroom meetings
There I stood in the ballroom, wearing a red rose dress that had thin straps with the red material flowing down to my ankles. My raven coloured hair was done up in a bun with flowers tucked in the side. The sound of the piano playing softly filled my mind. My wondering eyes searched around the room looking for something or someone in the crowd.
I spotted him standing in a corner. He saw me and gave his famous smirk, which he inherited from his father. The young male approached me and held out his hand.
"My lady" he spoke as he took my hand and lightly kissed it. "Prince Trunks" was the only word I could muster.
"Please you know I hate it when you to call me prince. Call me Trunks, Panny"
"And you know that I hate being called Panny" I gave him a reassuring smile as I ran my finger down his tuxedo. Which he responded with an awkward laugh.
(A/n ok that's it for my first chapter, short I know but just to set the scene. So what do you think? Go easy with the reviews this is one of my first fanfic. Thanks for reading and I'll have the next chapter up real soon.)
(A/n): I'll be butting in now and then with my point of view
Flash back / end flash back
:: bond ::
Hello every one. This is one of my first fanfic so please go easy on the reviews. This is a T/P fanfic.
Chapter #1 ballroom meetings
There I stood in the ballroom, wearing a red rose dress that had thin straps with the red material flowing down to my ankles. My raven coloured hair was done up in a bun with flowers tucked in the side. The sound of the piano playing softly filled my mind. My wondering eyes searched around the room looking for something or someone in the crowd.
I spotted him standing in a corner. He saw me and gave his famous smirk, which he inherited from his father. The young male approached me and held out his hand.
"My lady" he spoke as he took my hand and lightly kissed it. "Prince Trunks" was the only word I could muster.
"Please you know I hate it when you to call me prince. Call me Trunks, Panny"
"And you know that I hate being called Panny" I gave him a reassuring smile as I ran my finger down his tuxedo. Which he responded with an awkward laugh.
(A/n ok that's it for my first chapter, short I know but just to set the scene. So what do you think? Go easy with the reviews this is one of my first fanfic. Thanks for reading and I'll have the next chapter up real soon.)