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Walking along the side of the street, Trunks thought to himself, why he was doing this? He didn't even know this girl. He had made an acquaintance, and she pulled his hair? Insulting him also?
'Better pay attention.' He thought, almost bumping into his own door. He was very clumsy tonight, but that could have been from lack of sleep.
Trunks dug into his pocket, ho9lding onto Pan with one hand. Once he got the right key, he unlocked the door and stepped in. 'Hopefully repeating myself throughout the entire night will work, this time.' Trunks was VERY tired by this time. It was probably only an hour until he had to get up for work something he wasn't too pleased with.
The drowsy Trunks took Pan into his guest room, and laid her down. He tried hard not to wake her, but his efforts were useless. She stirred a bit, before opening her eyes.
"Where am I?" Was the question that was almost always asked in this situation.
Trunks tried to calm her. "You are safe now, go back to sleep." He replied.
"No...Why did you bring me here?!" Pan said, trying to get up, but her body ached with pain. She gritted her teeth.
Trunks put a hand on Pan's shoulder and pushed her down. "I am not letting you go anywhere. You need rest."
Pan looked determined, a glint showing in her eyes. "You can't make me!" She said in an arrogant tone.
Trunks was getting frustrated by this girl's behavior. Not only was she stubborn, but she was annoying too. All the poor man wanted to do was sleep. But no. He had to rescue a poor girl from the outside, take her in, only to have her run away. Then, he soon had to go and find her, bring her back, and now she wants to leave again!
"Look, -Pan- as I see it, you have no family, and you have no where to live. You are poor, no question about it. You need somewhere to stay, and this is where it will be." Trunks stated flatly.
Pan saw that Trunks wasn't going to take a 'no.' She sighed, not getting her way, but reasoned with the angry man. "Fine..." She mumbled.
Trunks seemed happy by the girl's answer, considering he dropped his head on the bed, and started to snore. Pan raised an eyebrow at his odd behavior. She shook her head, and draped some of her covers over him. "A poor, poor man he is..." Pan said aloud.
The raven haired girl took one last glance at Trunks, and leaned over to a side table, turning the light off. This time, they slept till morning.
The next morning, Pan woke up to the sun shining in her eyes. She felt a little bit better, and her clothes were perfectly dry. The young girl slowly moved up, and made an attempt to get off of the bed. As she put her feet down, she whacked Trunks in the head, sending him flying to the floor.
Trunks opened his eyes groggily. "No, give me Snuggle Muffin!" Trunks screamed, having a dream. Pan covered her mouth and mumbled into them, "I'mf shmo sooy!" Trunks widened his eyes, taking in the scene that just occurred.
"You kick hard." He stated, and got up, walking out of the room. He rubbed his head along the way.
"Hey! Wait up!" Pan said, darting out of the room.
Trunks walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. He searched high and low, until he found the egg carton. He pulled it out, and grabbed some milk, cheese, and bacon along the way.
Not too long after, Pan entered, looking at Trunks. She put her hands on her hips, and stood in shock. Trunks looked at her.
"What?" He asked annoyed.
She looked for words, but couldn't find them. Pan pointed at his face. "Uuh...your head...mark...." She managed to say.
Trunks thought for a moment and walked to the bathroom, flipping the light on. There, right smack dab in the middle of his forehead, was a foot print, in the process of turning blue. Trunks whimpered.
"I'm so sorry!" Pan said trying to apologize the best way she could.
Trunks looked at her.
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A sigh was heard. 'He is so stupid!' Pan thought, recalling what happened. Trunks flipped. He talked about how his perfect face was ruined. She rolled her eyes, explaining she was sorry, but he kicked her out of the bathroom. Pan had been sitting at the kitchen table, for more than an hour.
"Guess I could make the breakfast he was GOING to make." She said.
So, Pan began to cook. She made scrambled eggs, and bacon, along with toast. She set out some jelly she found in the fridge, and poured two glasses of milk. She set the table, with nothing better to do, and smiled in satisfaction. 'Done.' She thought, and sat down.
Trunks took in the scent of food, and realized he was hungry. He exited the bathroom, with a huge band aid over his head. Lets just say it was s big as his hand, and that when he entered the kitchen, Pan spat out all of her milk into the sink.
"Don't choke." Trunks said, frowning. Pan only laughed, criticizing his wonderful bandage job.
Trunks ignored Pan and sat down. He looked at his plate of food, and thanked Pan. She nodded a 'your welcome.' After awhile, Trunks was happily reading the news paper, while Pan sat. Looking at him. Bored to death. About to yell at him for not talking to her.
"Don't you ever do anything?!" Pan yelled.
Trunks dropped his news paper, and looked at the clock. "Work..."
Pan sat there like a dummy. "Oh so you DO have work!" She said.
The clock. The only thing in his vision. It was nine o'clock in the morning, and he was supposed to be at work by seven. Trunks sighed, deeply, and slumped in his chair.
Pan looked at him oddly. "What's wrong?" She asked.
Trunks didn't get her. 'What was wrong?' Ha! This girl must have been crazy! He was having a meltdown because of work, and she couldn't see that? Trunks shook his head. It was going to be a long day.
'Boy this guy is weird...' Pan thought.
'And I thought I had problems...' Trunks said in his head.
Both of them looked at each other, then to the floor. Pan crossed her arms, and Trunks grunted.
"Well...you will probably need more clothes." Trunks stated, looking at Pan's attire.
Pan shrugged. "If we have to."
"We do!" Trunks said, sure of himself.
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At around ten o'clock the duo decided to head to the mail. The drove in the car and entered the big shopping mart. There was only one way to describe it. It was huge.
Pan was intimidated by the large building, with many people staring at her. Trunks saw her edginess and took her hand. He gave a reassuring smile.
"Come on, lets go in here." Trunks pointed to a casual shop.
Pan followed, not sure what would happen. She hadn't shopped for awhile. Heck, the last time she had, was when she was nearly the age of seven.
Trunks walked up to the main desk and waited for a sales person to help him. He tapped his finger on the desk and looked around. Soon a lady came to be of service.
"How can I help you two?" She said with a wide smile.
"Ehm, this young lady needs some new clothes...we were hoping you could help?" Trunks asked.
"Well..." The lady began, "What is your style?"
Pan looked down at her torn clothes. She didn't know what to say, so she pointed to her own outfit. The lady nodded, and went to a rack with various clothes on it. She came back with some pants and tee shirts. Pan seemed pleased, and to her surprise, everything fit when she tried them on.
The lady looked Pan up and down. "Now...for something a bit dressy..." The lady said, a mischievous smile forming on her lips. She ran out of them room. Pan looked at Trunks.
"I don't do dressy." She spat.
"Just go along with it...you will need it later...trust me." Trunks stated.
Pan rolled her eyes. Just after, the helper came back with a long gown. She held it up, for both Trunks and Pan to see. Pan acted like she was gagging, but Trunks took the dress from the lady and handed it to Pan.
"Try it on, and we will leave." He said, knowing Pan wasn't a big fan of the whole glammer style.
She gave up, just like that. Pan took the dress, and stomped off towards the dressing room. After getting the dress on, she stepped out, to greet a wide eyed Trunks.
There, Pan stood in a dark purple, long dress. It wasn't revealing, but it wasn't covering up her whole body. Pan thought it was just right. IF she liked it.
Trunks looked at her, and saw someone transform, into a whole new person. He smiled and didn't say a word. Pan rolled her eyes and went back to change.
When Pan returned outside, she walked over to Trunks.
"Let me pay for the stuff, and then we can go to lunch. Maybe you could tell me of your past." Trunks said, and walked to the desk.
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Done with this chapter. Hope you liked it. I am hoping to receive more reviews than my leading story, 'I Will Hold You In This Heart Of Mine.' I have about 49 reviews on that one, and I think it would be cool to surpass that. Thank you for the wonderful reviews! Please keep them coming, so I will update faster!
~t/ptears
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Walking along the side of the street, Trunks thought to himself, why he was doing this? He didn't even know this girl. He had made an acquaintance, and she pulled his hair? Insulting him also?
'Better pay attention.' He thought, almost bumping into his own door. He was very clumsy tonight, but that could have been from lack of sleep.
Trunks dug into his pocket, ho9lding onto Pan with one hand. Once he got the right key, he unlocked the door and stepped in. 'Hopefully repeating myself throughout the entire night will work, this time.' Trunks was VERY tired by this time. It was probably only an hour until he had to get up for work something he wasn't too pleased with.
The drowsy Trunks took Pan into his guest room, and laid her down. He tried hard not to wake her, but his efforts were useless. She stirred a bit, before opening her eyes.
"Where am I?" Was the question that was almost always asked in this situation.
Trunks tried to calm her. "You are safe now, go back to sleep." He replied.
"No...Why did you bring me here?!" Pan said, trying to get up, but her body ached with pain. She gritted her teeth.
Trunks put a hand on Pan's shoulder and pushed her down. "I am not letting you go anywhere. You need rest."
Pan looked determined, a glint showing in her eyes. "You can't make me!" She said in an arrogant tone.
Trunks was getting frustrated by this girl's behavior. Not only was she stubborn, but she was annoying too. All the poor man wanted to do was sleep. But no. He had to rescue a poor girl from the outside, take her in, only to have her run away. Then, he soon had to go and find her, bring her back, and now she wants to leave again!
"Look, -Pan- as I see it, you have no family, and you have no where to live. You are poor, no question about it. You need somewhere to stay, and this is where it will be." Trunks stated flatly.
Pan saw that Trunks wasn't going to take a 'no.' She sighed, not getting her way, but reasoned with the angry man. "Fine..." She mumbled.
Trunks seemed happy by the girl's answer, considering he dropped his head on the bed, and started to snore. Pan raised an eyebrow at his odd behavior. She shook her head, and draped some of her covers over him. "A poor, poor man he is..." Pan said aloud.
The raven haired girl took one last glance at Trunks, and leaned over to a side table, turning the light off. This time, they slept till morning.
The next morning, Pan woke up to the sun shining in her eyes. She felt a little bit better, and her clothes were perfectly dry. The young girl slowly moved up, and made an attempt to get off of the bed. As she put her feet down, she whacked Trunks in the head, sending him flying to the floor.
Trunks opened his eyes groggily. "No, give me Snuggle Muffin!" Trunks screamed, having a dream. Pan covered her mouth and mumbled into them, "I'mf shmo sooy!" Trunks widened his eyes, taking in the scene that just occurred.
"You kick hard." He stated, and got up, walking out of the room. He rubbed his head along the way.
"Hey! Wait up!" Pan said, darting out of the room.
Trunks walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. He searched high and low, until he found the egg carton. He pulled it out, and grabbed some milk, cheese, and bacon along the way.
Not too long after, Pan entered, looking at Trunks. She put her hands on her hips, and stood in shock. Trunks looked at her.
"What?" He asked annoyed.
She looked for words, but couldn't find them. Pan pointed at his face. "Uuh...your head...mark...." She managed to say.
Trunks thought for a moment and walked to the bathroom, flipping the light on. There, right smack dab in the middle of his forehead, was a foot print, in the process of turning blue. Trunks whimpered.
"I'm so sorry!" Pan said trying to apologize the best way she could.
Trunks looked at her.
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A sigh was heard. 'He is so stupid!' Pan thought, recalling what happened. Trunks flipped. He talked about how his perfect face was ruined. She rolled her eyes, explaining she was sorry, but he kicked her out of the bathroom. Pan had been sitting at the kitchen table, for more than an hour.
"Guess I could make the breakfast he was GOING to make." She said.
So, Pan began to cook. She made scrambled eggs, and bacon, along with toast. She set out some jelly she found in the fridge, and poured two glasses of milk. She set the table, with nothing better to do, and smiled in satisfaction. 'Done.' She thought, and sat down.
Trunks took in the scent of food, and realized he was hungry. He exited the bathroom, with a huge band aid over his head. Lets just say it was s big as his hand, and that when he entered the kitchen, Pan spat out all of her milk into the sink.
"Don't choke." Trunks said, frowning. Pan only laughed, criticizing his wonderful bandage job.
Trunks ignored Pan and sat down. He looked at his plate of food, and thanked Pan. She nodded a 'your welcome.' After awhile, Trunks was happily reading the news paper, while Pan sat. Looking at him. Bored to death. About to yell at him for not talking to her.
"Don't you ever do anything?!" Pan yelled.
Trunks dropped his news paper, and looked at the clock. "Work..."
Pan sat there like a dummy. "Oh so you DO have work!" She said.
The clock. The only thing in his vision. It was nine o'clock in the morning, and he was supposed to be at work by seven. Trunks sighed, deeply, and slumped in his chair.
Pan looked at him oddly. "What's wrong?" She asked.
Trunks didn't get her. 'What was wrong?' Ha! This girl must have been crazy! He was having a meltdown because of work, and she couldn't see that? Trunks shook his head. It was going to be a long day.
'Boy this guy is weird...' Pan thought.
'And I thought I had problems...' Trunks said in his head.
Both of them looked at each other, then to the floor. Pan crossed her arms, and Trunks grunted.
"Well...you will probably need more clothes." Trunks stated, looking at Pan's attire.
Pan shrugged. "If we have to."
"We do!" Trunks said, sure of himself.
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At around ten o'clock the duo decided to head to the mail. The drove in the car and entered the big shopping mart. There was only one way to describe it. It was huge.
Pan was intimidated by the large building, with many people staring at her. Trunks saw her edginess and took her hand. He gave a reassuring smile.
"Come on, lets go in here." Trunks pointed to a casual shop.
Pan followed, not sure what would happen. She hadn't shopped for awhile. Heck, the last time she had, was when she was nearly the age of seven.
Trunks walked up to the main desk and waited for a sales person to help him. He tapped his finger on the desk and looked around. Soon a lady came to be of service.
"How can I help you two?" She said with a wide smile.
"Ehm, this young lady needs some new clothes...we were hoping you could help?" Trunks asked.
"Well..." The lady began, "What is your style?"
Pan looked down at her torn clothes. She didn't know what to say, so she pointed to her own outfit. The lady nodded, and went to a rack with various clothes on it. She came back with some pants and tee shirts. Pan seemed pleased, and to her surprise, everything fit when she tried them on.
The lady looked Pan up and down. "Now...for something a bit dressy..." The lady said, a mischievous smile forming on her lips. She ran out of them room. Pan looked at Trunks.
"I don't do dressy." She spat.
"Just go along with it...you will need it later...trust me." Trunks stated.
Pan rolled her eyes. Just after, the helper came back with a long gown. She held it up, for both Trunks and Pan to see. Pan acted like she was gagging, but Trunks took the dress from the lady and handed it to Pan.
"Try it on, and we will leave." He said, knowing Pan wasn't a big fan of the whole glammer style.
She gave up, just like that. Pan took the dress, and stomped off towards the dressing room. After getting the dress on, she stepped out, to greet a wide eyed Trunks.
There, Pan stood in a dark purple, long dress. It wasn't revealing, but it wasn't covering up her whole body. Pan thought it was just right. IF she liked it.
Trunks looked at her, and saw someone transform, into a whole new person. He smiled and didn't say a word. Pan rolled her eyes and went back to change.
When Pan returned outside, she walked over to Trunks.
"Let me pay for the stuff, and then we can go to lunch. Maybe you could tell me of your past." Trunks said, and walked to the desk.
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Done with this chapter. Hope you liked it. I am hoping to receive more reviews than my leading story, 'I Will Hold You In This Heart Of Mine.' I have about 49 reviews on that one, and I think it would be cool to surpass that. Thank you for the wonderful reviews! Please keep them coming, so I will update faster!
~t/ptears