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Chapter 6: Mind and Body
It was Sunday night and Pan was seated around the dinner table with her entire family. Literally. Gohan, Goku, and Goten were all shoveling their food like pigs as usual. Videl and Chi Chi were commenting on the sauce that had marinated the chicken. Pan kept silent, waiting for her chance to intervene in the chomping and conversation. Finally, Chi Chi and Videl took a breath and the boys helped themselves to fourths.
"Ah-hem," Pan said, trying to catch everybody's attention. They all glanced up at her and Videl said, "Yes Pan? What is it?"
"Well, I was wondering if you guys were going to compete in the tournament this year. You know, it's being held right here in Tokyo. Me and Trunks are going to, we've got it all planned out."
"Alright!" Goten yelled, pumping his fist in the air, except his mouth was full of rice, so it was less than graceful. Goten was the youngest beside Pan, so she could relate to him more. She sometimes hung out with him on the weekend. After all, he is her uncle.
Gohan lowered his glasses to take a look at her. "I'm not so sure Pan, we've always had bad turnouts with tournaments. It always gets interrupted by some evildoer. Besides, I've got work to do, and so do you."
Typical Gohan, constantly putting work first. "I've got that worked out as well Dad. Trunks and I have been studying together and my grades have actually gone up rather than go down. Please, Dad? I promise school is my priority." She gave him a look he couldn't turn down.
"I'm sure Pan will keep up with her grades, son. There's no need to worry so much like you do!" Goku put this comment in with a wide grin and laugh like he usually does. As Goku pat Gohan on the back, Gohan was taken by surprise and all the rice in his mouth made him choke. He coughed and glared at his father.
"Woops." Goku said, and everyone at the table laughed except Gohan.
~Week before the tournament~
"Who was the leader of the Communists in the Cold War in America?" Trunks quizzed her, blocking her back fist and hook kick.
"Ummmm, was it Truman?" She defended a blow to her head.
"Wrong." Trunks landed a kick to her gut.
"Oh! Damn it! It was Stalin!" Pan nearly kicked herself for forgetting that one.
"Square root of 225." Trunks came in a blur, and so did the answer in Pan's head.
Tornado kick to the head, and Pan stopped to catch her breath. "Fifteen."
They had been sparring and studying at the same time, a rather clever idea that Pan had come up with herself. It helped her to train, and at the same time train her mind. They were currently in the Capsule Corp Gym, as Bulma was having a dinner party over at Trunks' place. He obviously didn't want to be there, and had opted to come to an evening training session.
There was no one there really, unless you counted the lady up at the front desk, listening to earphones and reading a magazine.
Pan wiped her face off and muttered something about needing to take a shower. Trunks heard her and said, "Use the showers in the locker room. No one will care. I've got to take one myself." He lifted his arms and sniffed them, "No, I really need to take one." They both laughed and headed in opposite directions once they reached the bathrooms.
The shower was hot and steamy, and Pan couldn't help thinking about what would happen if Trunks were to join her. She immediately scolded herself for thinking that way and cast those thoughts from her mind.
Stepping out, wrapped in a towel, she headed towards her clothes. Trunks walked in, and he froze right there. "Oh, Pan, I'm so sorry I thought you were done." He blushed furiously and edged his way out of the room.
Pan chuckled a little at the expression she had seen on Trunks' face. Dressing in shorts and the tube top she had been wearing that day, she dried her hair as dry as it would go, and grabbed her bag and hurried out of the room. She bumped into Trunks in the narrow width of the hall. They were amazingly close. She hadn't kissed him since that time at the lake.
"Oh, sorry," he muttered. His eyes went down, so he didn't have to look in her face.
"Why," she whispered, "are you always so sorry?" He glanced up at her this time and their eyes met.
"I don't know," he whispered back.
She reached up as far as her height would let her and kissed him, smack on the lips. They carried on this way for quite a while, until they stopped for a breath, and Pan said she had to go.
Trunks walked after her, his eyes following every movement of her body. 'There's no way any woman could have that many nice curves,' he thought.
Pan said good night to the lady at the desk and she and Trunks headed out the door, the stars finally starting to show themselves.
Good chapter? Yes? No? Maybe so? Please voice your ever so wonderful opinions in that box right there. This was an extra long chapter, I usually don't write long chapters, but in return you have to give me a review. Go on, it's right there! Don't be shy! lol, jk
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ. Let's get to the story shall we?
Chapter 6: Mind and Body
It was Sunday night and Pan was seated around the dinner table with her entire family. Literally. Gohan, Goku, and Goten were all shoveling their food like pigs as usual. Videl and Chi Chi were commenting on the sauce that had marinated the chicken. Pan kept silent, waiting for her chance to intervene in the chomping and conversation. Finally, Chi Chi and Videl took a breath and the boys helped themselves to fourths.
"Ah-hem," Pan said, trying to catch everybody's attention. They all glanced up at her and Videl said, "Yes Pan? What is it?"
"Well, I was wondering if you guys were going to compete in the tournament this year. You know, it's being held right here in Tokyo. Me and Trunks are going to, we've got it all planned out."
"Alright!" Goten yelled, pumping his fist in the air, except his mouth was full of rice, so it was less than graceful. Goten was the youngest beside Pan, so she could relate to him more. She sometimes hung out with him on the weekend. After all, he is her uncle.
Gohan lowered his glasses to take a look at her. "I'm not so sure Pan, we've always had bad turnouts with tournaments. It always gets interrupted by some evildoer. Besides, I've got work to do, and so do you."
Typical Gohan, constantly putting work first. "I've got that worked out as well Dad. Trunks and I have been studying together and my grades have actually gone up rather than go down. Please, Dad? I promise school is my priority." She gave him a look he couldn't turn down.
"I'm sure Pan will keep up with her grades, son. There's no need to worry so much like you do!" Goku put this comment in with a wide grin and laugh like he usually does. As Goku pat Gohan on the back, Gohan was taken by surprise and all the rice in his mouth made him choke. He coughed and glared at his father.
"Woops." Goku said, and everyone at the table laughed except Gohan.
~Week before the tournament~
"Who was the leader of the Communists in the Cold War in America?" Trunks quizzed her, blocking her back fist and hook kick.
"Ummmm, was it Truman?" She defended a blow to her head.
"Wrong." Trunks landed a kick to her gut.
"Oh! Damn it! It was Stalin!" Pan nearly kicked herself for forgetting that one.
"Square root of 225." Trunks came in a blur, and so did the answer in Pan's head.
Tornado kick to the head, and Pan stopped to catch her breath. "Fifteen."
They had been sparring and studying at the same time, a rather clever idea that Pan had come up with herself. It helped her to train, and at the same time train her mind. They were currently in the Capsule Corp Gym, as Bulma was having a dinner party over at Trunks' place. He obviously didn't want to be there, and had opted to come to an evening training session.
There was no one there really, unless you counted the lady up at the front desk, listening to earphones and reading a magazine.
Pan wiped her face off and muttered something about needing to take a shower. Trunks heard her and said, "Use the showers in the locker room. No one will care. I've got to take one myself." He lifted his arms and sniffed them, "No, I really need to take one." They both laughed and headed in opposite directions once they reached the bathrooms.
The shower was hot and steamy, and Pan couldn't help thinking about what would happen if Trunks were to join her. She immediately scolded herself for thinking that way and cast those thoughts from her mind.
Stepping out, wrapped in a towel, she headed towards her clothes. Trunks walked in, and he froze right there. "Oh, Pan, I'm so sorry I thought you were done." He blushed furiously and edged his way out of the room.
Pan chuckled a little at the expression she had seen on Trunks' face. Dressing in shorts and the tube top she had been wearing that day, she dried her hair as dry as it would go, and grabbed her bag and hurried out of the room. She bumped into Trunks in the narrow width of the hall. They were amazingly close. She hadn't kissed him since that time at the lake.
"Oh, sorry," he muttered. His eyes went down, so he didn't have to look in her face.
"Why," she whispered, "are you always so sorry?" He glanced up at her this time and their eyes met.
"I don't know," he whispered back.
She reached up as far as her height would let her and kissed him, smack on the lips. They carried on this way for quite a while, until they stopped for a breath, and Pan said she had to go.
Trunks walked after her, his eyes following every movement of her body. 'There's no way any woman could have that many nice curves,' he thought.
Pan said good night to the lady at the desk and she and Trunks headed out the door, the stars finally starting to show themselves.
Good chapter? Yes? No? Maybe so? Please voice your ever so wonderful opinions in that box right there. This was an extra long chapter, I usually don't write long chapters, but in return you have to give me a review. Go on, it's right there! Don't be shy! lol, jk