DESTINY Of THE COUPLES 24
*A/N*
Okay. Here's my next chapter, and for some people, this one is not going to be a short as the last. Be patient. And for you smart reviewers that catch everything that goes on in the story: Please don't analyze this fic too much! I may have left out a few things, but just go with my flow here people.
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Bulma had immediatly set to work in her lab, along with a few of her assistants, in finding the cure for the dangerous venom which could cause the destruction of the planet Vegeta-sei. Vegeta and Trunks, with the head guards and elites, were making plans on the war. And then, in the country part of town, Goku and Goten were training. While Pan and Chi Chi were.....sewing??
"I can't believe I am doing this." Pan muttered, trying very hard not to poke her finger with the needle.
"We have to do this. And don't complain. If our sayjin men need suits to fight in, it's the women's job to make them." said Chi Chi.
"Ouch. (A/N: Isn't 'ouch' an interesting word...wonder who came up with it..) This needle is after my blood!" said a very angry Pan.
"this is your first time sewing, and luckily for you, your last time when you go to live in the castle." Chi chi replied.
"thank god." said Pan.
"I hope this war doesn't get in the way of your wedding plans. I couldn't bear the fact if angry monsters hurt you and Trunks's relationship."
"What do you mean 'hurt me and Trunks's realtionship'?"
A sad look came over Chi Chi.
"If something happens to Trunks in that war...well...oh, I can't even think about it! You would be heart broken!" chi Chi started sobbing. The dreaded thought came over Pan.
"It's okay mom. Trunks's is going to be fine, Bulma has a cure for everything, and hopefully that venom." Pan assured her mom.
Chi Chi dried her tears, and looked at Pan.
"It's good that you have so much faith in him. You must love and trust him a lot."
"Yeah, I do. It may seem like we argue a lot. But I know he cares for me, even if we don't show it."
*Pan's P.O.V*
Wow, me and Trunks, we don't seem like the perfect relationship, now that I think about it. The last time I kissed him was....last week. Whoa, that is sooo weird. I want Trunks to go off to war, atleast having some sign that I love him. I should probably pay more attention to him, than sparing. O, that's going to be hard. Well, I could spar with him, and beat him. But that's not showing the love. I know!
*TRUNKS!* I yell to him in my mind.
* Pan? What is it, I'm busy.* said Trunks.
*Do you love me?*
*Of course, why do you ask*
*You don't really show it.* I say annoyed.
*Oh-I-neither do you!*
*Damn the fact that you realized that. Well, what do you want me to do to show it. You are my first boyfriend/fiance.*
*OOH! I know! Go to my bedroom at night and wear something really skimpy-*
*Trunks, I don't love you THAT much*
*HUH?!*
*I'm kidding. But I wouldn't feel comfterble.*
*I guess you don't love me then...(Trunks's sighs)*
*Cut the crap. I just wanted to get your advice on how to please you- *
* I just told you.*
*NOT THAT WAY! Maybe we should do something. AND NO Trunks, something besides dressing like a ho!*
*You could meet in my-OUR bedroom, at night and think of something. And I'm not being perverted this time.*
*Okay. Well, I got to get back to sewing. See you tonight.*
I mentally block out the bond until Trunks wants to talk again.
"Okay Pan. We've completed 4 suits so far, we'll eat lunch." Mom got up and stretched.
"So, we're finished! FREEDOM!!" I cheer.
"No, we still have 4 more to do before dinner and 2 afterwards."
"How long do we have to keep this up. Because I can't do another after dinner. I'm meeting Trunks some place."
"We have to make 10 suits, so only until tomorrow. And I guess I could get Goten to finish the last suit, I understand that you want to be with Trunks."
"Goten? He'll do worse than me!" I laugh.
"Don't remind me. Now let's eat."
*Trunks's P.O.V*
Dad made a few plans, but it's going to take a lot more than that to bring down those monsters. He let me and the elites have a break for lunch and then meet back in an hour.Plans about the war weren't only just on my mind. What Pan had said was. I don't really show her much affection, she was right to complain about it. And us getting married, we should have a closer relationship. Before I made it to the dining room, I checked by my mom's lab to see if she had any results. When I went in, she shook her head sadly. So I went to eat. This war... and all because of me. I have caused a few people to get pissed at me before, but never get so mad as to start a war.
"Something on your mind, boy?" said my father's rough voice, in the dining room.
"War and Pan." I said, sitting down.
"Worry about your future planet more than your future wife. Men shouldn't need a woman's distractions at this time."
I was a bit angerd at how my father could be so calm about maybe not being able to come home alive and see his own wife. Then again, that's how my father is. Hopefully I don't turn out that way, another reason why I should show more respect to Pan.
"This is your first war, and probably not your last, but soon enough you will find out that war and this planet's survival is more important." said my dad.
I certainly hope not.
*A/N*
Okay. Here's my next chapter, and for some people, this one is not going to be a short as the last. Be patient. And for you smart reviewers that catch everything that goes on in the story: Please don't analyze this fic too much! I may have left out a few things, but just go with my flow here people.
***
Bulma had immediatly set to work in her lab, along with a few of her assistants, in finding the cure for the dangerous venom which could cause the destruction of the planet Vegeta-sei. Vegeta and Trunks, with the head guards and elites, were making plans on the war. And then, in the country part of town, Goku and Goten were training. While Pan and Chi Chi were.....sewing??
"I can't believe I am doing this." Pan muttered, trying very hard not to poke her finger with the needle.
"We have to do this. And don't complain. If our sayjin men need suits to fight in, it's the women's job to make them." said Chi Chi.
"Ouch. (A/N: Isn't 'ouch' an interesting word...wonder who came up with it..) This needle is after my blood!" said a very angry Pan.
"this is your first time sewing, and luckily for you, your last time when you go to live in the castle." Chi chi replied.
"thank god." said Pan.
"I hope this war doesn't get in the way of your wedding plans. I couldn't bear the fact if angry monsters hurt you and Trunks's relationship."
"What do you mean 'hurt me and Trunks's realtionship'?"
A sad look came over Chi Chi.
"If something happens to Trunks in that war...well...oh, I can't even think about it! You would be heart broken!" chi Chi started sobbing. The dreaded thought came over Pan.
"It's okay mom. Trunks's is going to be fine, Bulma has a cure for everything, and hopefully that venom." Pan assured her mom.
Chi Chi dried her tears, and looked at Pan.
"It's good that you have so much faith in him. You must love and trust him a lot."
"Yeah, I do. It may seem like we argue a lot. But I know he cares for me, even if we don't show it."
*Pan's P.O.V*
Wow, me and Trunks, we don't seem like the perfect relationship, now that I think about it. The last time I kissed him was....last week. Whoa, that is sooo weird. I want Trunks to go off to war, atleast having some sign that I love him. I should probably pay more attention to him, than sparing. O, that's going to be hard. Well, I could spar with him, and beat him. But that's not showing the love. I know!
*TRUNKS!* I yell to him in my mind.
* Pan? What is it, I'm busy.* said Trunks.
*Do you love me?*
*Of course, why do you ask*
*You don't really show it.* I say annoyed.
*Oh-I-neither do you!*
*Damn the fact that you realized that. Well, what do you want me to do to show it. You are my first boyfriend/fiance.*
*OOH! I know! Go to my bedroom at night and wear something really skimpy-*
*Trunks, I don't love you THAT much*
*HUH?!*
*I'm kidding. But I wouldn't feel comfterble.*
*I guess you don't love me then...(Trunks's sighs)*
*Cut the crap. I just wanted to get your advice on how to please you- *
* I just told you.*
*NOT THAT WAY! Maybe we should do something. AND NO Trunks, something besides dressing like a ho!*
*You could meet in my-OUR bedroom, at night and think of something. And I'm not being perverted this time.*
*Okay. Well, I got to get back to sewing. See you tonight.*
I mentally block out the bond until Trunks wants to talk again.
"Okay Pan. We've completed 4 suits so far, we'll eat lunch." Mom got up and stretched.
"So, we're finished! FREEDOM!!" I cheer.
"No, we still have 4 more to do before dinner and 2 afterwards."
"How long do we have to keep this up. Because I can't do another after dinner. I'm meeting Trunks some place."
"We have to make 10 suits, so only until tomorrow. And I guess I could get Goten to finish the last suit, I understand that you want to be with Trunks."
"Goten? He'll do worse than me!" I laugh.
"Don't remind me. Now let's eat."
*Trunks's P.O.V*
Dad made a few plans, but it's going to take a lot more than that to bring down those monsters. He let me and the elites have a break for lunch and then meet back in an hour.Plans about the war weren't only just on my mind. What Pan had said was. I don't really show her much affection, she was right to complain about it. And us getting married, we should have a closer relationship. Before I made it to the dining room, I checked by my mom's lab to see if she had any results. When I went in, she shook her head sadly. So I went to eat. This war... and all because of me. I have caused a few people to get pissed at me before, but never get so mad as to start a war.
"Something on your mind, boy?" said my father's rough voice, in the dining room.
"War and Pan." I said, sitting down.
"Worry about your future planet more than your future wife. Men shouldn't need a woman's distractions at this time."
I was a bit angerd at how my father could be so calm about maybe not being able to come home alive and see his own wife. Then again, that's how my father is. Hopefully I don't turn out that way, another reason why I should show more respect to Pan.
"This is your first war, and probably not your last, but soon enough you will find out that war and this planet's survival is more important." said my dad.
I certainly hope not.