Night Shadows- Chapter 17
by Tanyaneko
Disclaimer: If the characters were mine, T/P would be obviously canon. So, yeah, I don't own them. So don't sue.
A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter: MBJade, Baby, alannapurple, Jackie, mrchezzysnickers, Hana-Maru285, amcm74, Trunks_gal0, Fallon, Netty1, Cha Seew Bow, dragon agility, AnimeFreak-TrunksPan-luver4evr,Tyleet87, ?????, Midnight Passion, Yukiko Shinomori, Cka3ka, Z Cold, Krazy Brunette, Empress of Insanity, Riptide, dragonmoon, Sai, waterprincess, riceangel06, Pia Bartolini, Rose Lily, Rika-chan, absent one, Lil Pan, ladybugg, aquaprincess1, babe_galanime, babiixbai, Liana, and Kirie05. You all are really great.
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"I love you…"
It was too late. She was gone.
Then, new purpose flashing like lightning in his determination-darkened eyes, Trunks realized that it wasn't too late. She didn't have to be gone.
I'm faster than her, he thought. I can catch up, easy.
And if she argues? the little voice in his head challenged.
I'm stubborn too. Haven't exactly been showing it in a good way recently, he admitted to himself, but I can.
So why aren't you going after her? The annoying voice persisted.
Trunks blinked at that and then, with a shake of his head and a grin, shot in Pan's direction. "Why, indeed."
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Pan landed on a random island, having no idea what it even looked like, a combination of wind and tears greatly blurring her vision.
She sat down on some grass- or maybe sand, or rocks- how was she to know? Her tears were in her eyes too much to see, her uncontrollable sobs too loud for her to hear anything else, and she hurt too much to feel.
"Oh," she choked out in a whisper. "Oh, oh, oh… it's over. It's really, really over. It's over…"
"I did it. I really did it." All she could do was repeat sentences, and when she curled up into a ball on the ground, she said, over and over again, "I gave him up. I gave him up. I gave him up. Trunks… it hurts…"
And then she heard his wonderful, comforting, sexy voice. Though now especially was not the time to be thinking about how sexy Trunks's voice was, damn it all, but she couldn't help it, and the voice was talking.
"Panny, don't cry. I'll make everything alright." Did he sound choked up too? "Panny, baby, love, I promise. Everything's going to be alright. Please don't cry…" Then she felt his arms around her.
Oh, Dende, I'm even imagining him now.
Pan kept crying.
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Trunks looked at the sobbing woman he was holding and sighed. She hadn't even noticed he was there. Well, he'd change that.
But first he'd get them off the road- why had Pan landed there anyway?
He carried her as he flew- she was still crying, and when he stopped by a pretty little lake, he shook her.
"Pan, look at me!"
"No!" she wailed. "That's just cruel. I love him. I really, really love him."
"Who, Pan?" Now he was confused. If she loved someone else, well then that just messed everything up and-
"Trunks!" she sobbed.
Oh, thank Dende.
"Pan, I'm right here." He reached out and caressed her cheek, smiling gently.
"No, you're not," she insisted, but leaned into his touch anyway. "The real Trunks wouldn't be here. He's in love with Marron."
"No. I'm not in love with Marron. And I'm really here. Now, you have to listen to me because what I have to say is important."
"Trunks?" The tears stopped, and she stared at him.
"I'm an idiot."
"Well, that's not very important," she snapped. "I already knew that."
"I'm not finished. So if you could please stop-"
"So what is it, then?"
Trunks decided Pan was getting back to her normal, somewhat annoying self. "As I was saying, if you could please stop interrupting me, I'll tell you." And then he was silent.
He stayed silent.
Pan quickly lost her patience. "Well?"
Trunks looked down, his lavender locks falling to cover his eyes. "Now I'm nervous."
Pan rolled her eyes and then did the only thing she could do: she stood up, drew her arm back, and punched him.
The lavender-haired punching bag blinked. "What was that for?"
"You were being annoying," she answered simply, crossing her arms and looking ridiculously inconvenienced.
"I'm being annoying?" Trunks's eyes widened for a moment and then narrowed quickly into a glare. "I'm being annoying? You're the one who flew away when I was trying to tell you that I love you. And now I'm trying again to get up the courage to say it, and I have issues, and I know that, so it's hard, and you can't even wait for me to-" He broke off, realizing what he'd just admitted. "Oh."
Pan was suddenly without anything to say. Then she was smiling a real, genuine smile and tears were shining in her eyes. "You're such an idiot!" she sniffled, and started laughing.
Trunks blinked. "Okay, not exactly the reaction I was expecting."
Another moment, and Pan threw herself into his arms, knocking them both into the lake.
"I love you too," she said, her voice muffled by his shoulder.
He grinned then, impossibly, unbelievably, ridiculously happy, and it didn't matter that they were both soaking wet in a freezing lake in the middle of the night because Panny was in his arms and she loved him and he loved her and could admit it. Sure, he'd still have his issues, and she'd still be annoying, but they'd be together and that was all that mattered.
He pressed little kisses into her hair and onto her lips and cheeks and anywhere else he could reach, and she was smiling her gorgeous smile, and all he could feel was happy.
But then Pan was tugging on his arm and looking worried. "Trunks, what about Ubuu and Marron?"
Trunks blinked and then suddenly felt both of their kis heading in the opposite direction. Running away together, it seemed. Good for them. He tightened his embrace and looked down at Pan, chuckling. "Somehow I get the feeling that they're going to be okay."
Pan grinned up at him, having felt them too, and then asked in an incredibly soft voice, "What about us? Will we be okay, too?"
Trunks thought for a moment. "You know, Pan, I really think we will," he said, and kissed her.
And everyone was okay, except maybe Gohan, but he'd get over it eventually.
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Up on Kami's Lookout, Dende looked down at the two part Saiyans and smiled. "Oh yeah, I am the best."
Mr. Popo glared. "You didn't do anything, and you know it."
Dende grinned sheepishly. "Oh. Right."
THE END
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Thanks so much to everyone who everyone who ever reviewed this. You all rock. Thank you to everyone who's still reading this- I know it took forever to get this out and I'm sorry. I can't believe it's finally over. This is the first story I ever really cared about, that I put my everything into. It's been an amazing trip, and thanks to everyone who's been along for the ride. I love you all.
Goodbye, DBZ fandom. I won't be writing here anymore, but every once in a while you'll see me leaving a review here and there. I've learned so much here, and it's really been great.
Love and kisses,
Tany
by Tanyaneko
Disclaimer: If the characters were mine, T/P would be obviously canon. So, yeah, I don't own them. So don't sue.
A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter: MBJade, Baby, alannapurple, Jackie, mrchezzysnickers, Hana-Maru285, amcm74, Trunks_gal0, Fallon, Netty1, Cha Seew Bow, dragon agility, AnimeFreak-TrunksPan-luver4evr,Tyleet87, ?????, Midnight Passion, Yukiko Shinomori, Cka3ka, Z Cold, Krazy Brunette, Empress of Insanity, Riptide, dragonmoon, Sai, waterprincess, riceangel06, Pia Bartolini, Rose Lily, Rika-chan, absent one, Lil Pan, ladybugg, aquaprincess1, babe_galanime, babiixbai, Liana, and Kirie05. You all are really great.
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"I love you…"
It was too late. She was gone.
Then, new purpose flashing like lightning in his determination-darkened eyes, Trunks realized that it wasn't too late. She didn't have to be gone.
I'm faster than her, he thought. I can catch up, easy.
And if she argues? the little voice in his head challenged.
I'm stubborn too. Haven't exactly been showing it in a good way recently, he admitted to himself, but I can.
So why aren't you going after her? The annoying voice persisted.
Trunks blinked at that and then, with a shake of his head and a grin, shot in Pan's direction. "Why, indeed."
~*~
Pan landed on a random island, having no idea what it even looked like, a combination of wind and tears greatly blurring her vision.
She sat down on some grass- or maybe sand, or rocks- how was she to know? Her tears were in her eyes too much to see, her uncontrollable sobs too loud for her to hear anything else, and she hurt too much to feel.
"Oh," she choked out in a whisper. "Oh, oh, oh… it's over. It's really, really over. It's over…"
"I did it. I really did it." All she could do was repeat sentences, and when she curled up into a ball on the ground, she said, over and over again, "I gave him up. I gave him up. I gave him up. Trunks… it hurts…"
And then she heard his wonderful, comforting, sexy voice. Though now especially was not the time to be thinking about how sexy Trunks's voice was, damn it all, but she couldn't help it, and the voice was talking.
"Panny, don't cry. I'll make everything alright." Did he sound choked up too? "Panny, baby, love, I promise. Everything's going to be alright. Please don't cry…" Then she felt his arms around her.
Oh, Dende, I'm even imagining him now.
Pan kept crying.
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Trunks looked at the sobbing woman he was holding and sighed. She hadn't even noticed he was there. Well, he'd change that.
But first he'd get them off the road- why had Pan landed there anyway?
He carried her as he flew- she was still crying, and when he stopped by a pretty little lake, he shook her.
"Pan, look at me!"
"No!" she wailed. "That's just cruel. I love him. I really, really love him."
"Who, Pan?" Now he was confused. If she loved someone else, well then that just messed everything up and-
"Trunks!" she sobbed.
Oh, thank Dende.
"Pan, I'm right here." He reached out and caressed her cheek, smiling gently.
"No, you're not," she insisted, but leaned into his touch anyway. "The real Trunks wouldn't be here. He's in love with Marron."
"No. I'm not in love with Marron. And I'm really here. Now, you have to listen to me because what I have to say is important."
"Trunks?" The tears stopped, and she stared at him.
"I'm an idiot."
"Well, that's not very important," she snapped. "I already knew that."
"I'm not finished. So if you could please stop-"
"So what is it, then?"
Trunks decided Pan was getting back to her normal, somewhat annoying self. "As I was saying, if you could please stop interrupting me, I'll tell you." And then he was silent.
He stayed silent.
Pan quickly lost her patience. "Well?"
Trunks looked down, his lavender locks falling to cover his eyes. "Now I'm nervous."
Pan rolled her eyes and then did the only thing she could do: she stood up, drew her arm back, and punched him.
The lavender-haired punching bag blinked. "What was that for?"
"You were being annoying," she answered simply, crossing her arms and looking ridiculously inconvenienced.
"I'm being annoying?" Trunks's eyes widened for a moment and then narrowed quickly into a glare. "I'm being annoying? You're the one who flew away when I was trying to tell you that I love you. And now I'm trying again to get up the courage to say it, and I have issues, and I know that, so it's hard, and you can't even wait for me to-" He broke off, realizing what he'd just admitted. "Oh."
Pan was suddenly without anything to say. Then she was smiling a real, genuine smile and tears were shining in her eyes. "You're such an idiot!" she sniffled, and started laughing.
Trunks blinked. "Okay, not exactly the reaction I was expecting."
Another moment, and Pan threw herself into his arms, knocking them both into the lake.
"I love you too," she said, her voice muffled by his shoulder.
He grinned then, impossibly, unbelievably, ridiculously happy, and it didn't matter that they were both soaking wet in a freezing lake in the middle of the night because Panny was in his arms and she loved him and he loved her and could admit it. Sure, he'd still have his issues, and she'd still be annoying, but they'd be together and that was all that mattered.
He pressed little kisses into her hair and onto her lips and cheeks and anywhere else he could reach, and she was smiling her gorgeous smile, and all he could feel was happy.
But then Pan was tugging on his arm and looking worried. "Trunks, what about Ubuu and Marron?"
Trunks blinked and then suddenly felt both of their kis heading in the opposite direction. Running away together, it seemed. Good for them. He tightened his embrace and looked down at Pan, chuckling. "Somehow I get the feeling that they're going to be okay."
Pan grinned up at him, having felt them too, and then asked in an incredibly soft voice, "What about us? Will we be okay, too?"
Trunks thought for a moment. "You know, Pan, I really think we will," he said, and kissed her.
And everyone was okay, except maybe Gohan, but he'd get over it eventually.
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Up on Kami's Lookout, Dende looked down at the two part Saiyans and smiled. "Oh yeah, I am the best."
Mr. Popo glared. "You didn't do anything, and you know it."
Dende grinned sheepishly. "Oh. Right."
THE END
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Thanks so much to everyone who everyone who ever reviewed this. You all rock. Thank you to everyone who's still reading this- I know it took forever to get this out and I'm sorry. I can't believe it's finally over. This is the first story I ever really cared about, that I put my everything into. It's been an amazing trip, and thanks to everyone who's been along for the ride. I love you all.
Goodbye, DBZ fandom. I won't be writing here anymore, but every once in a while you'll see me leaving a review here and there. I've learned so much here, and it's really been great.
Love and kisses,
Tany