By YunaAngelofHell
Disclaimer: One day I'm gonna look back at this and say, 'What the hell was I thinking?!'
Author's Note: Sorry it took sooooo long to update, but I sorta had a block, and I almost quit on this story to start yet another, but I got 2 reviews/threats and I decided, what the hell, I'll update it. I mean, I already wrote more than half of this chapter and I still didn't update. ^^; Sorry…
Warning: This chapter really sucks, so hold your horses until I upload the next chapter and I promise it'll get better! ^^
'Come on…pick up, pick up!' Trunks thought impatiently. He drummed his fingers on his countertop, still angry from his earlier encounter with Marron.
Riing…Riing… Trunks heard a soft click and the person on the receiving end answered.
"Hello?"
'Finally!' "Hello? Pan!?"
"Sorry, Pan's not here right now, she's at the mall with Bra and Goten," Videl answered automatically, as if she were a machine of some sort. She paused. "…Trunks? Is that you? What's wrong, you sound a little agitated."
'Probably because you didn't answer your damn phone after twenty-five rings!' "Uhh…I-I'm okay, Videl," Trunks muttered, covering up his real emotions. He couldn't take his anger out on innocent people. "When do you think Pan will be back…I really need to talk to her."
"Sorry, she didn't tell me, and she usually stays out pretty late when she's with Bra, Goten or even you. Oh, but she does have a new cell phone! Her number is– "
Trunks slammed the phone back on its receiver. Pan had already told him her cell phone number ages ago; the very first day she got it. He didn't even mind that he had just been rude to Videl. The only thing on his mind right now was Pan. She would be the only one that would listen to him and make things better. 'This better work…' He picked up the phone again and dialed those seven numbers that would allow him to hear his best friend's voice again…
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"Oh my gosh, Pan are you okay?!" Bra screamed. She dropped the dress she was holding and kneeled down next to her friend. "What's wrong?"
Pan coughed. "I-it's nothing…this has happened before, and I'm still alive today, right?" She tried to muster a small laugh but it quickly changed into a coughing fit.
"Pan!" This time Goten ran over to her and patted her on the back, trying to stop her coughing. "What's happening to you?"
Suddenly, it stopped. She regained her composure and stood up, a bit shakily. "I'm all right…" 'Something's happened… Trunks… —'
Ring, ring! (I know cell phones usually have more…creative ring tones nowadays, but the only one I know how to spell is the generic, old-fashioned one, lol.)
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"Hello?"
"Pan! Is that you?!"
Trunks. "Of course it's me! What's wrong? Are you okay?" Pan exclaimed, extremely concerned about her friend. In the past, she had spasms like that when Trunks was emotionally or physically hurt, but never as painful as this one.
"No," Trunks croaked. Now that he was speaking to his best friend, the emotional mask was torn away and he was already on the verge of crying his unhappiness away. "I'm not okay. Listen, can you come over to my house a soon as possible…? I really, really need to talk to you," he pleaded.
"Um, sure Trunks, but it might take a little while, I'm in the mall on the other side of town. Maybe half an hour…do you mind telling me what this is about? You sound distressed."
Trunks sighed, debating on how he would tell her about his problem. "I'll just tell you when you get here. It'll take a while just to summarize what I want to say." At least this way, he had at least thirty minutes to put together his story for presentation…and he would have time to pull himself together. The tears were threatening to fall right now, as he thought about Marron. 'I can't let Pan hear me cry…but she's seen me cry before…'
"I'm coming over right now then. I'll see you in thirty?"
"Yeah, see you Pan."
Trunks slowly set his phone down in its receiver. 'Get a grip, Trunks,' he reprimanded himself, 'It's not that bad…' Yeah. Right. The woman he loved cheated on him with his best friend and she was pregnant with a child that may not even be his. Yeah, that's not bad.
The young saiyan sighed. 'What am I gonna do for thirty minutes…?' He walked into his kitchen, opened his refrigerator door, and looked inside. 'Let's see…orange juice, milk, sock, moldy cheese…oh!' Trunks smiled lightly as his eyes paused at the beverage that would make him forget his pain…temporarily.
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Pan turned off her cell phone and faced Bra. "I have to go to your brother's house. It sounds like he has a major problem and I have to talk to him," she said rapidly. She was slowly edging her way to the doorway of the store.
"Wait, Pan!"
The young teenager stopped in her tracks and turned around. "What?" she asked innocently.
"We still haven't gotten you a dress for the party yet! You have to get one before you go!" Bra insisted.
"Come on Bra, let me go! I'm going to help your brother, your own flesh and blood! Why are you stopping me?" Pan yelled angrily. 'I have to help Trunks…' Seeing Bra's hurt look, Pan softened. "Just buy that dress, it'll do. I like it…sort of," she mumbled, looking at the dress she had rejected earlier. Looking at it, she felt confused as to why she rejected in the first place. It was beautiful.
"What if it doesn't fit? You haven't even tried it on yet," Bra argued.
"Who cares, I'll never grow taller or fatter anyways, unless I get pregnant or something," Pan said. "I'm gonna go now, see ya!" She ran outside the mall and flew into the air, not caring if any humans saw her. All that was on her mind was that she sensed Trunks was on the verge of crying; and like her, he never cried about anything unless it was really terrible.
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Forty-five minutes later, Pan landed softly in Trunks's front yard. Tired from her flight, she walked slowly to the door and opened it. Not surprised that it was unlocked, she walked inside and called Trunks's name.
"Trunks! You there? It's me, Pan!" She looked around, and, not finding any sign of her friend, she walked to his room a looked inside. "Trunks?!"
The young saiyan was huddled in a small corner in his room, holding a bottle of vodka, head hidden in his knees. When he looked up, his eyes were moist and bloodshot. This was not the Trunks that Pan knew and loved. "P-panny-chan…? Is that you?" He stood up and walked toward her. "I'm so glad you're here…"
Pan moved to hug him, but backed up slightly when she smelled his breath. "Ew, Trunks, you shouldn't drink so much!"
Trunks shrugged. "It takes a while for the alcohol to kick in…" He said, his speech slightly slurred. "Come on, Pan, give me a hug…" Trunks moved towards Pan and wrapped his arms around her.
"Err…" Pan faltered, but remembered that he was her friend, and now he was a friend in need. She hugged him back, ignoring the smell of alcohol filling her nostrils. "So," she said as she pulled away, "Why'd you call me over here? You sounded desperate on the phone…"
Trunks sighed and plopped down on his bed. "Marron was cheating on me. With Goten," he choked up and put his head in his hands. "She was supposed to become my wife…"
Pan sat down next to Trunks and wrapped an arm around him. "Oh my God, how could she do this to you? With your best friend, too! You're one of the nicest men I've ever met," she paused. "You're my best friend, Trunks. Marron wasn't your soul mate. There's someone else out there for you." 'Me.'
"But…I loved her so much. I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with her," Trunks whispered. "How could she choose him over me?"
"I don't know…" she looked down. 'Anyone would be a fool to give you up…' She looked down at her best friend, and was startled to see that he was crying. "Trunks…?" Pan had rarely ever seen him cry, much less over a girl. The very handsome saiyan had broken up with so many girls in his life, that she had lost count ages ago. 'Marron must've meant a lot to him.' "Don't cry, Trunks, you're going to make me cry too," she said quietly, saddened by his tears.
Trunks quietly shed his tears while Pan looked on, not knowing what to do. 'If only I could make him forget about her somehow…'
"Trunks…" He looked up. "Forget about her. She's hurt you so much, she doesn't deserve your tears." Pan lowered her head and softly kissed his cheek. "I love you," she whispered.
Trunks jerked away and stared at Pan. 'What the fuck was that?! What the hell was she thinking?! She's my best friend! Best friends don't go around kissing each other and say they love each other!' There were so many words that wanted to come out of his mouth, but none came.
"I'm sorry," Pan quickly stammered. She looked down at her hands, cheeks reddening.
"You love me…?"
Pan lifted her head and looked into his eyes. "Yeah…and not just as a friend, Trunks," she said softly.
Trunks leaned forward and put his head in his hands, thinking furiously. 'What the fuck? One day I'm the happiest man in the world, about to ask Marron to marry me…now my girlfriend is cheating on me, she has a kid that might not be mine, and my best friend tells me she loves me?!'
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Alright, work with me here. I can't write the rest…. If I do, I know it'll suck. Soo…let's just say that they had sex (XD) somehow, and the next chapter will be when they wake up. Okay? Yes, no, maybe so?
Hmmm….just IGNORE this chapter, and read the rest, ok? I promise it'll get more dramatic and…er, better. See, THIS is why I didn't update for so long! GAH! . *hides in a corner*
(I literally banged my head on my desk after writing this…I mean, it's so…BAD! *runs away screaming*)
Review and I'll post in a few weeks. ^^ Next chapter: Waking Up
