Chapter 5- Feelings
Trunks and Bra flew back to C.C. Bra blinked, "Trunks-kun? You okay? You've been quiet this whole time." Trunks looked at his sister, "I'm fine. Just thinking. Gohan isn't going to like this...Pan's gone and we'll be put up on Gohan's wall as trophies!" Bra shivered at the thought, "not good." Trunks nodded and halted in flight, "we better find her BEFORE we go home. I think okaasan will make us search anyway." Bra agreed and the two separated in search of Goku's granddaughter.
Karachi chuckled, "I know all about you, Pan-san. Your family, friends, and the people you and your friends fought. I know you ALL too well." Pan shuddered, "are you some kind of stalker!?" Karachi sweatdropped, "what? Oh, of course not. I was assigned to find out all about your life and history. Your jii-chan is Son Goku is it not?"
Pan panicked, he knows TOO much about me...I hope he doesn't know about- Karachi's comforting smiled appeared again, "and I also know about you being a psychic." Pan froze, "Kichomiro told you to study me didn't he?" Karachi nodded, "he can do great destruction if he knows about your psychic abilities."
Pan grabbed his shirt, "you didn't tell him did you!?" Karachi shook his head, "I didn't have the nerve. Besides...if he knew..." He gazed into her eyes deeply, "you'd probably get hurt, Pan-san...and I couldn't bear that." He stepped out of her reach, "if you wish not to see Kichomiro now, you can go back to your quarters. If you wish to find me or one of the others, we're down the hall from you."
Pan watched him as he left, did...did he...? He practically said he liked me... Pan shook her head, "I need to stop thinking like that! I still am focused on Trunks!" or am I...?
Bra started to slow down and fall behind her brother, "Trunks, we've looked everywhere...can we go home? Okaasan and otousan will worry..." Trunks cringed a bit, "only mom will worry. Knowing dad, he'll just get mad and hunt us down. But we can't give up." "at least can't we go get Goten to help!? You know he left the mall before we did!" Bra yelled. Trunks looked back at his sister, "fine. We can rest a bit. Then we continue our search." Bra squealed in happiness and flew down towards the woods. Trunks fallowed.
Bra sat down under a sakura tree, "shade!" Trunks looked around the area, "no sign of her..." Panny...where did you go? He thought.
((A/N: for any of you who's thinking off the story line...Trunks doesn't "like" Pan. He just likes her for a friend. But he's just worried about her and is trying to find her.and to keep from getting killed by Gohan.))
Pan walked into 'her' room, why am I here? what is my purpose for being here? Just then someone knocked on the door. Pan hesitated before saying, "come in."
Santa walked in, "having a nice time, brat?" Pan looked away from the conceited woman, "not at all. I want to go home." Santa laughed, "you won't be going home according to what Oji-Kichomiro says." Pan looked to the ground, "I know you don't like me..." Santa frowned, "don't like you? I hate you!"
Pan smiled at her, "then help me get out of here!" Santa huffed, "no way! I don't know what Oji-Kichomiro sees in you but I won't disobey him on account of my feelings!" Pan sighed, "but...I need to get home..." Santa smirked, "I have a feeling you don't want to leave." Pan glared at her, "of course I want to go home! I have a family! And friends!" Santa chuckled, "but no love. I saw you and Karachi. You like him, don't you? I know he likes you."
Pan hesitated, "no. I don't. I barely know him." Santa sat next to her, "but he knows you better than anyone. He understands you. He likes and hates the same things you do. Believe me, I was with him when he was conducting his research." Pan froze, is that why we get along? Because we're made for each other? No! Trunks is-
"Trunks is what?" Santa grinned. Pan was shocked, "you can read minds?" Santa nodded, "yes I can. Just go tell Karachi how you feel. I bet he feels the same way..." She stood up and left the room, leaving Pan alone.
Pan stood there frozen, but...I thought I liked Trunks...I do like him...or do I? Pan walked over to the desk in the room and began to write.
Trunks and Bra flew back to C.C. Bra blinked, "Trunks-kun? You okay? You've been quiet this whole time." Trunks looked at his sister, "I'm fine. Just thinking. Gohan isn't going to like this...Pan's gone and we'll be put up on Gohan's wall as trophies!" Bra shivered at the thought, "not good." Trunks nodded and halted in flight, "we better find her BEFORE we go home. I think okaasan will make us search anyway." Bra agreed and the two separated in search of Goku's granddaughter.
Karachi chuckled, "I know all about you, Pan-san. Your family, friends, and the people you and your friends fought. I know you ALL too well." Pan shuddered, "are you some kind of stalker!?" Karachi sweatdropped, "what? Oh, of course not. I was assigned to find out all about your life and history. Your jii-chan is Son Goku is it not?"
Pan panicked, he knows TOO much about me...I hope he doesn't know about- Karachi's comforting smiled appeared again, "and I also know about you being a psychic." Pan froze, "Kichomiro told you to study me didn't he?" Karachi nodded, "he can do great destruction if he knows about your psychic abilities."
Pan grabbed his shirt, "you didn't tell him did you!?" Karachi shook his head, "I didn't have the nerve. Besides...if he knew..." He gazed into her eyes deeply, "you'd probably get hurt, Pan-san...and I couldn't bear that." He stepped out of her reach, "if you wish not to see Kichomiro now, you can go back to your quarters. If you wish to find me or one of the others, we're down the hall from you."
Pan watched him as he left, did...did he...? He practically said he liked me... Pan shook her head, "I need to stop thinking like that! I still am focused on Trunks!" or am I...?
Bra started to slow down and fall behind her brother, "Trunks, we've looked everywhere...can we go home? Okaasan and otousan will worry..." Trunks cringed a bit, "only mom will worry. Knowing dad, he'll just get mad and hunt us down. But we can't give up." "at least can't we go get Goten to help!? You know he left the mall before we did!" Bra yelled. Trunks looked back at his sister, "fine. We can rest a bit. Then we continue our search." Bra squealed in happiness and flew down towards the woods. Trunks fallowed.
Bra sat down under a sakura tree, "shade!" Trunks looked around the area, "no sign of her..." Panny...where did you go? He thought.
((A/N: for any of you who's thinking off the story line...Trunks doesn't "like" Pan. He just likes her for a friend. But he's just worried about her and is trying to find her.and to keep from getting killed by Gohan.))
Pan walked into 'her' room, why am I here? what is my purpose for being here? Just then someone knocked on the door. Pan hesitated before saying, "come in."
Santa walked in, "having a nice time, brat?" Pan looked away from the conceited woman, "not at all. I want to go home." Santa laughed, "you won't be going home according to what Oji-Kichomiro says." Pan looked to the ground, "I know you don't like me..." Santa frowned, "don't like you? I hate you!"
Pan smiled at her, "then help me get out of here!" Santa huffed, "no way! I don't know what Oji-Kichomiro sees in you but I won't disobey him on account of my feelings!" Pan sighed, "but...I need to get home..." Santa smirked, "I have a feeling you don't want to leave." Pan glared at her, "of course I want to go home! I have a family! And friends!" Santa chuckled, "but no love. I saw you and Karachi. You like him, don't you? I know he likes you."
Pan hesitated, "no. I don't. I barely know him." Santa sat next to her, "but he knows you better than anyone. He understands you. He likes and hates the same things you do. Believe me, I was with him when he was conducting his research." Pan froze, is that why we get along? Because we're made for each other? No! Trunks is-
"Trunks is what?" Santa grinned. Pan was shocked, "you can read minds?" Santa nodded, "yes I can. Just go tell Karachi how you feel. I bet he feels the same way..." She stood up and left the room, leaving Pan alone.
Pan stood there frozen, but...I thought I liked Trunks...I do like him...or do I? Pan walked over to the desk in the room and began to write.