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Chapter 10
"Shopping?!?!?!?!?" Pan gasped in surprise as Trunks nodded serenely. She shook her head in amazement, "I've never had a guy suggest shopping. Well, I don't want to go, and besides, I don't have any money."
"I was only suggesting it for practicality Pan. You have absolutely nothing to wear. Not even a fresh change of underwear. And I'm not giving you mine. And I don't own any bra's either so forget about that." He crossed his arms and looked at her determinedly.
Pan glared back, and for a full minute they stood, having a silent staring contest. Finally, Pan dropped her arms in defeat and sighed heavily. "Who's paying for it?" she asked.
"Me, of course," he smirked at her, "Who did you think?"
"Fine...but you're only buying me the necessities." She reached down to stroke the cat that was rubbing against her knees. It trotted over to Trunks, where it proceeded to rub against his ankles and meow pitifully.
He frowned down on it and asked, "Why in the world would you keep a..cat??? They only pay attention to you if they want something and they seclude themselves all the time."
Pan knit her eyebrows in a grimace. "Cat hater? Ugh..I'm living with a cat hater. Cats are mysterious creatures filled with wonder if you must know. And Star loves me. She doesn't keep herself secluded. You must've had a bad experience or something."
"Speaking of cats," said Trunks, "How were you able to know when the androids attacked yesterday? It was scary. I thought you were going to pass out on the floor in pain. And then you mentioned your cat and I thought you'd gone crazy."
Pan frowned deeply and stared at the ground, thinking. It was a subject she'd been trying to avoid, mainly because she'd made herself look possessed in front of Trunks and she was trying to forget the whole incident. "I..I'm not really sure," she began, "All of a sudden I got the most horrible pain in my stomach, like when you're frightened, but a million times worse, and then an image of something blowing up popped into my head and I was sure it had something to do with my home. And I only mentioned my cat because she's the only thing I have left to care about. If anything had happened..I.."
"It's okay," Trunks cut through the silence, "I was just curious. I'm sorry I asked, really." There was another long pause before Trunks said, "Well then, I suppose we'd better go now, before it gets too late." He cleared his throat and offered her his hand getting up from the couch. She grasped it slowly, and as she looked up at his face, he could tell she was still trying to trust him, but without getting too close, not willing to become a friend.
She was pulled up by his strong arms, but in that one second of contact her heart began to race again. This time it was a feeling of security that she'd never experienced before. The touch of a stranger's hand was so warm, so safe, that she never wanted to let go. She found herself lost in his eyes as she continued to look into them, realizing that for one moment in time she had let her defenses slip, she had let her guard down and had allowed her heart to thaw ever so much. It frightened her, and she released her own hand quickly, her breathing shallow, breaking their gaze. And silently she vowed never to let herself slip again. She would not be intrigued or entranced by this man ever again.
***
Both of them detested shopping. For clothes at least. First on the list were the 'unmentionables'. For this part, Pan had made Trunks stand outside of the store, out of which she hurried, blushing, due in most part to the large and boisterous lady who had been telling her what a perfect bust she had for such-and-such bra. When Pan came out of the store her red face made Trunks smile, even as she punched him in the arm for taking amusement in her embarrassment.
He suddenly realized he'd been doing a lot of it lately. Smiling. Everything she did prompted a smile and made him forget, for a moment, the turmoil inside of him. Before she had come into his life, everything was just one big knot of pain, and now, when only days before he had felt that nothing could ever make him happy again, she had only to blush and he felt happier than he'd ever felt in his life.
The rest of the day was spent in convincing Pan to buy more than just a couple of T-shirts and some jeans. When they'd returned home, Pan plopped onto the couch, where she'd slept the night before, in exhaustion.
"I can train for the whole day and feel fine, but I can't spend 4 hours in a mall without collapsing." She sighed heavily as she felt her eyes begin to close.
"Hold on, don't fall asleep. I've got guest rooms you know. And extra toothbrushes and whatnot. Go get yourself into your new pajamas, get ready for bed, and sleep in a proper bed. Tomorrow, we begin training, and you'll need to make me a big breakfast." He grinned as his stomach remembered the taste of Pan's cooking.
"Yes MOM..." Pan rolled her eyes and crawled into the bathroom, showering and brushing her teeth and feeling much cleaner than she had in days. When she came out, dressed in her flannel pants and tanktop, she passed through the hall, glancing into Trunks' room, where she noticed him sitting (A/N: In nothing but boxers!!!!! Yay!!!! Mmmmm, memories of Braaaaaad..) on the bed cross-legged, eyes closed and leaning back on his hands. He seemed to be in deep thought and she hated to disturb him, but she needed to know where her room was.
"Trunks?" she questioned softly.
"Down the hall, next right." He answered, equally as softly. "Sweet dreams."
She gazed at him for another few seconds admiring his gentle manner (A/N: Oh you know she was staring at his rock hard body!!!!) and then moved on, clambering into bed with a sigh of relief.
Ha ha ha!!! How'd you like that!!?!?!?? Actually, it wasn't that great, but I'm actually putting the chapters out. Great isn't it? Okay then. That's all..I'm sleepy.
Hmmm...it seems I've run out of Eric Vale quotes..Oh well. No more for you...
Chapter 10
"Shopping?!?!?!?!?" Pan gasped in surprise as Trunks nodded serenely. She shook her head in amazement, "I've never had a guy suggest shopping. Well, I don't want to go, and besides, I don't have any money."
"I was only suggesting it for practicality Pan. You have absolutely nothing to wear. Not even a fresh change of underwear. And I'm not giving you mine. And I don't own any bra's either so forget about that." He crossed his arms and looked at her determinedly.
Pan glared back, and for a full minute they stood, having a silent staring contest. Finally, Pan dropped her arms in defeat and sighed heavily. "Who's paying for it?" she asked.
"Me, of course," he smirked at her, "Who did you think?"
"Fine...but you're only buying me the necessities." She reached down to stroke the cat that was rubbing against her knees. It trotted over to Trunks, where it proceeded to rub against his ankles and meow pitifully.
He frowned down on it and asked, "Why in the world would you keep a..cat??? They only pay attention to you if they want something and they seclude themselves all the time."
Pan knit her eyebrows in a grimace. "Cat hater? Ugh..I'm living with a cat hater. Cats are mysterious creatures filled with wonder if you must know. And Star loves me. She doesn't keep herself secluded. You must've had a bad experience or something."
"Speaking of cats," said Trunks, "How were you able to know when the androids attacked yesterday? It was scary. I thought you were going to pass out on the floor in pain. And then you mentioned your cat and I thought you'd gone crazy."
Pan frowned deeply and stared at the ground, thinking. It was a subject she'd been trying to avoid, mainly because she'd made herself look possessed in front of Trunks and she was trying to forget the whole incident. "I..I'm not really sure," she began, "All of a sudden I got the most horrible pain in my stomach, like when you're frightened, but a million times worse, and then an image of something blowing up popped into my head and I was sure it had something to do with my home. And I only mentioned my cat because she's the only thing I have left to care about. If anything had happened..I.."
"It's okay," Trunks cut through the silence, "I was just curious. I'm sorry I asked, really." There was another long pause before Trunks said, "Well then, I suppose we'd better go now, before it gets too late." He cleared his throat and offered her his hand getting up from the couch. She grasped it slowly, and as she looked up at his face, he could tell she was still trying to trust him, but without getting too close, not willing to become a friend.
She was pulled up by his strong arms, but in that one second of contact her heart began to race again. This time it was a feeling of security that she'd never experienced before. The touch of a stranger's hand was so warm, so safe, that she never wanted to let go. She found herself lost in his eyes as she continued to look into them, realizing that for one moment in time she had let her defenses slip, she had let her guard down and had allowed her heart to thaw ever so much. It frightened her, and she released her own hand quickly, her breathing shallow, breaking their gaze. And silently she vowed never to let herself slip again. She would not be intrigued or entranced by this man ever again.
***
Both of them detested shopping. For clothes at least. First on the list were the 'unmentionables'. For this part, Pan had made Trunks stand outside of the store, out of which she hurried, blushing, due in most part to the large and boisterous lady who had been telling her what a perfect bust she had for such-and-such bra. When Pan came out of the store her red face made Trunks smile, even as she punched him in the arm for taking amusement in her embarrassment.
He suddenly realized he'd been doing a lot of it lately. Smiling. Everything she did prompted a smile and made him forget, for a moment, the turmoil inside of him. Before she had come into his life, everything was just one big knot of pain, and now, when only days before he had felt that nothing could ever make him happy again, she had only to blush and he felt happier than he'd ever felt in his life.
The rest of the day was spent in convincing Pan to buy more than just a couple of T-shirts and some jeans. When they'd returned home, Pan plopped onto the couch, where she'd slept the night before, in exhaustion.
"I can train for the whole day and feel fine, but I can't spend 4 hours in a mall without collapsing." She sighed heavily as she felt her eyes begin to close.
"Hold on, don't fall asleep. I've got guest rooms you know. And extra toothbrushes and whatnot. Go get yourself into your new pajamas, get ready for bed, and sleep in a proper bed. Tomorrow, we begin training, and you'll need to make me a big breakfast." He grinned as his stomach remembered the taste of Pan's cooking.
"Yes MOM..." Pan rolled her eyes and crawled into the bathroom, showering and brushing her teeth and feeling much cleaner than she had in days. When she came out, dressed in her flannel pants and tanktop, she passed through the hall, glancing into Trunks' room, where she noticed him sitting (A/N: In nothing but boxers!!!!! Yay!!!! Mmmmm, memories of Braaaaaad..) on the bed cross-legged, eyes closed and leaning back on his hands. He seemed to be in deep thought and she hated to disturb him, but she needed to know where her room was.
"Trunks?" she questioned softly.
"Down the hall, next right." He answered, equally as softly. "Sweet dreams."
She gazed at him for another few seconds admiring his gentle manner (A/N: Oh you know she was staring at his rock hard body!!!!) and then moved on, clambering into bed with a sigh of relief.
Ha ha ha!!! How'd you like that!!?!?!?? Actually, it wasn't that great, but I'm actually putting the chapters out. Great isn't it? Okay then. That's all..I'm sleepy.