Author's Note: It has come to my attention that Pan lost her backbone after Trunks admitted to not being able to promise his fidelity. Thank you so much, Nadz, for pointing that out for me. This is my alternate ending where Pan keeps her backbone and stands strong against Trunks. It still ends up sappy, but I can't help it. They will get married, damn it... I hope you like it.
Pushing Me Away
Alternate Ending: Pan's backbone
Pan's eyes fluttered open and she gazed up into the clear blue eyes of her beloved Trunks. "Trunks, I."
"No, shhh. Please, me first." Trunks had waited all night for this moment, and against his mother's advice, he couldn't wait any longer. "Pan, I know I fucked up, and you probably hate me more than anything right now. And I know that there are no excuses for what I have done. But, baby, those girls meant absolutely nothing to me. They were just a poor substitute for what you wouldn't give me. Something that I wouldn't degrade you for, by asking you to give up your morals.
"I am not even going to ask you to accept those as excuses. Like I said, there are no excuses. But, what I'm trying to say is, that unlike those girls, you mean the world to me. You are all I need. I need you more than I need air to breathe. Without you by my side, I will die." Trunks had been looking at his feet as he said all this and now looked into Pan's tear- filled eyes. "Ai shiteru, Pan. Will you marry me?"
Pan bit her lip, letting the tears roll down her cheeks uninhibited. So many emotions were running through her that she didn't know where to begin. "I love you too, Trunks." Pan sat up in the bed she recognized as Trunks' and drew her hand back before slapping Trunks soundly across his face. Trunks looked at her, utterly confused.
"Don't pretend like you didn't deserve that!" Pan said bitterly. "You cannot make a declaration of love and expect everything to be perfect!" Trunks nodded silently and waited for Pan to finish. "I love you so much it hurts to be away from you for even a second. So can you imagine the pain you put me through? I want to be with you always. It has always been a dream of mine to marry you. But, before I can say yes, I have to know that you will never leave my side again. Never hurt me again Trunks, please."
Pan closed her eyes and felt strong arms encompass her in a tight hug. "I'm not perfect, Pan. I can't promise that I won't hurt you. What I can promise you, though, is that I will never leave you, and if I do hurt you. It will not be intentional." Trunks lifted Pan's chin so that her face was upturned to his. "Look at me, Pan. Please, forgive me. Let's start over. This is a new day for us. Almost losing you made me realize just how important it is for us to be together forever."
"It's not that simple, Trunks. You can't just spout a few sweet words to get around this. It would be like putting a band-aid over a gaping wound." Pan's lip trembled slightly, but she knew she had to stay firm. She wasn't going to let Trunks walk all over her again. She knew his sugar- coated words all too well.
"I need to be sure that you will be faithful to me. You can't just say 'Oh I'll try, Sweetheart' and think it will fly." Pan pushed Trunks away slightly, freeing herself from his tight embrace. "I trust that you'll never leave me. But the hurt... You can't hurt me again, Trunks. Intentionally or not, you have to promise me. You will have to work your damnest not to hurt me. Can you do that? Can you do that for me?"
Pan watched Trunks face cloud over as realization hit him. Maintaining a relationship between them was going to be hard work. He couldn't just fly by on the wings of romantic bullshit anymore, this would require serious commitment.
Trunks face cleared after a moment and he soon began to smile. Pulling Pan closer to him, he looked deep into her eyes willing her to see his sincerity. "I promise that I will not hurt you anymore, Pan. I love you, and to hurt you would be to hurt myself. I will work harder than I have ever worked in life to keep this relationship working. Now, can you forgive me? Will you be my wife?"
Pan smiled slyly before leaning forward to whisper in his ear. "I'll have to think about it."
Pan jumped from the bed as though nothing were wrong with her and burst into a fit of laughter at the look on Trunks' face.
"Oh really, Pan. So that's how it is?" Trunks raised one eyebrow as he rose from his position on the bed. "Well then, I guess I'll just have to prove myself." He was soon chasing Pan merrily around the room, much to the dismay of Vegeta who could hear their peals of laughter all the way in the gravity room.
"Damn those brats. Everything is fun and games to the little heathens. The girl child was almost raped and now their traipsing through the house as if they were two." Vegeta scowled in the direction of the guilty party. "I just hope they get married soon so that they can move and be out of my hair." He huffed indignantly before returning to his training. He stopped soon thereafter though, as a new thought entered his head. "Not more brats... I think I'm going to have to return to space just to escape the noise their spawn would cause."
Back in Trunks' room, the couple had collapsed on the floor and were leaning against the bed, panting. "Trunks?" Pan whispered between heaving breaths.
"Yes, Pan-chan?" Trunks turned to look at his girlfriend.
"I forgive you." Pan wrapped her arms around Trunks and kissed his nose. "I'll be glad to be you wife. However, you need to keep in mind who's the boss around here though."
Trunks attempted to look indignant but couldn't keep the huge smile from crossing his face. "And who would that be, Miss Lady?!"
Pan crossed her arms and raised one eyebrow, mimicking the classic Vegeta/Trunks look. "Me. Who else would it be?"
Trunks laughed and pulled Pan to him, kissing her raised eyebrow. "That is perfectly fine with me. Things only seem to get messed up when I run things."
"Too true, Trunks, too true..." Pan shook her head and laid her head against Trunks' shoulder.
"Ai shiteru, Trunks." Pan closed her eyes, relishing in the warmth of the body she'd have by her forever.
"Ai shiteru, Pan."
The Official End
Pushing Me Away
Alternate Ending: Pan's backbone
Pan's eyes fluttered open and she gazed up into the clear blue eyes of her beloved Trunks. "Trunks, I."
"No, shhh. Please, me first." Trunks had waited all night for this moment, and against his mother's advice, he couldn't wait any longer. "Pan, I know I fucked up, and you probably hate me more than anything right now. And I know that there are no excuses for what I have done. But, baby, those girls meant absolutely nothing to me. They were just a poor substitute for what you wouldn't give me. Something that I wouldn't degrade you for, by asking you to give up your morals.
"I am not even going to ask you to accept those as excuses. Like I said, there are no excuses. But, what I'm trying to say is, that unlike those girls, you mean the world to me. You are all I need. I need you more than I need air to breathe. Without you by my side, I will die." Trunks had been looking at his feet as he said all this and now looked into Pan's tear- filled eyes. "Ai shiteru, Pan. Will you marry me?"
Pan bit her lip, letting the tears roll down her cheeks uninhibited. So many emotions were running through her that she didn't know where to begin. "I love you too, Trunks." Pan sat up in the bed she recognized as Trunks' and drew her hand back before slapping Trunks soundly across his face. Trunks looked at her, utterly confused.
"Don't pretend like you didn't deserve that!" Pan said bitterly. "You cannot make a declaration of love and expect everything to be perfect!" Trunks nodded silently and waited for Pan to finish. "I love you so much it hurts to be away from you for even a second. So can you imagine the pain you put me through? I want to be with you always. It has always been a dream of mine to marry you. But, before I can say yes, I have to know that you will never leave my side again. Never hurt me again Trunks, please."
Pan closed her eyes and felt strong arms encompass her in a tight hug. "I'm not perfect, Pan. I can't promise that I won't hurt you. What I can promise you, though, is that I will never leave you, and if I do hurt you. It will not be intentional." Trunks lifted Pan's chin so that her face was upturned to his. "Look at me, Pan. Please, forgive me. Let's start over. This is a new day for us. Almost losing you made me realize just how important it is for us to be together forever."
"It's not that simple, Trunks. You can't just spout a few sweet words to get around this. It would be like putting a band-aid over a gaping wound." Pan's lip trembled slightly, but she knew she had to stay firm. She wasn't going to let Trunks walk all over her again. She knew his sugar- coated words all too well.
"I need to be sure that you will be faithful to me. You can't just say 'Oh I'll try, Sweetheart' and think it will fly." Pan pushed Trunks away slightly, freeing herself from his tight embrace. "I trust that you'll never leave me. But the hurt... You can't hurt me again, Trunks. Intentionally or not, you have to promise me. You will have to work your damnest not to hurt me. Can you do that? Can you do that for me?"
Pan watched Trunks face cloud over as realization hit him. Maintaining a relationship between them was going to be hard work. He couldn't just fly by on the wings of romantic bullshit anymore, this would require serious commitment.
Trunks face cleared after a moment and he soon began to smile. Pulling Pan closer to him, he looked deep into her eyes willing her to see his sincerity. "I promise that I will not hurt you anymore, Pan. I love you, and to hurt you would be to hurt myself. I will work harder than I have ever worked in life to keep this relationship working. Now, can you forgive me? Will you be my wife?"
Pan smiled slyly before leaning forward to whisper in his ear. "I'll have to think about it."
Pan jumped from the bed as though nothing were wrong with her and burst into a fit of laughter at the look on Trunks' face.
"Oh really, Pan. So that's how it is?" Trunks raised one eyebrow as he rose from his position on the bed. "Well then, I guess I'll just have to prove myself." He was soon chasing Pan merrily around the room, much to the dismay of Vegeta who could hear their peals of laughter all the way in the gravity room.
"Damn those brats. Everything is fun and games to the little heathens. The girl child was almost raped and now their traipsing through the house as if they were two." Vegeta scowled in the direction of the guilty party. "I just hope they get married soon so that they can move and be out of my hair." He huffed indignantly before returning to his training. He stopped soon thereafter though, as a new thought entered his head. "Not more brats... I think I'm going to have to return to space just to escape the noise their spawn would cause."
Back in Trunks' room, the couple had collapsed on the floor and were leaning against the bed, panting. "Trunks?" Pan whispered between heaving breaths.
"Yes, Pan-chan?" Trunks turned to look at his girlfriend.
"I forgive you." Pan wrapped her arms around Trunks and kissed his nose. "I'll be glad to be you wife. However, you need to keep in mind who's the boss around here though."
Trunks attempted to look indignant but couldn't keep the huge smile from crossing his face. "And who would that be, Miss Lady?!"
Pan crossed her arms and raised one eyebrow, mimicking the classic Vegeta/Trunks look. "Me. Who else would it be?"
Trunks laughed and pulled Pan to him, kissing her raised eyebrow. "That is perfectly fine with me. Things only seem to get messed up when I run things."
"Too true, Trunks, too true..." Pan shook her head and laid her head against Trunks' shoulder.
"Ai shiteru, Trunks." Pan closed her eyes, relishing in the warmth of the body she'd have by her forever.
"Ai shiteru, Pan."
The Official End