i vant to tank: v son sayian, aquaprincess1, kaede-chan for reviewing.
Sorry for not updating sooner, I also had major writer's block with this
story/chapter.
Is it wrong to dream that I'm naked...a lot? HMM.
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ, Sailormoon, Tenchi, FF.
Enjoy!
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Chapter 2: The one with butterflies in his stomach.
"Hey Pan!"
"Hello queen Bulma."
The queen had come back with someone that looked like her twin, but younger. "I want to introduce you to my daughter Bra."
Unlike her brother, Bra's demeanor seemed more humble and shy.
"How do you do?" Said the princess politely, shaking Pan's hand.
"And Pan? I have a complaint."
Pan's smile fell.
"Please, from now on call me Bulma." "And you can just call me Bra." Bra smiled.
"Ok." Pan sighed. "Well, Pan, we worked hard today so you can have the rest of the day off. And Bra can show you around the palace.if you want to."
"Sure." Pan replied taking her lab coat off.
"Ok, lots to see." Bra grabbed pulled Pan along.
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Bra showed Pan around the palace. They talked about several things to get to know each other better; the usual: music, movies, etc.
*She's definitely different from Trunks, I wonder why Trunks turned out the way he did*
"And this is the training wing. The elite fighters train here too. Do you fight?" Bra interrupted her thoughts.
"Are you kidding? I love to fight!" Bra continued showing Pan the details of the training room, every now and then watching some fighters train.
"Hello princess Bra." A man bowed in front of Bra. He had dusty blond hair and was sleekly combed back, held by gel. His expression was cocky, but his green eyes were a different story as he looked happily at Pan. "Pan, this is Sean, he's head of the military. We've been friends since we were little." Bra commented.
"Hi Pan." Sean smiled seductively hoping to catch the raven-haired girl's attention.
*He's hot!* "Hot. I mean Hi! He-he" Pan laughed nervously.
"Do you fight Ms. Pan?" Sean said. "Mind having a little spar with me sometime?"
"Sure!" Pan replied happily. "Well, we have to go now." Bra said pulling Pan along.
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"So what do you do other than fighting? Any guys? Besides Sean back there." Bra said smirking.
"I had a couple of boyfriends when I was in school, but not anymore, guess I haven't found someone I really like. How about you?" *She's very nice for the princess of the planet* Pan smiled.
"I have a boyfriend. We're doing ok, seeing we don't have a lot of privacy, but we'll see what happens.And this is the throne room. C'mon I'll take you to meet my father."
They reached the front of the room. Pan gaped at the tall room. The décor was unlike anything she had ever seen. Crimson velvet curtains covered the windows. Several pillars framed the middle walkway that lead to a huge table, and behind the table the King sat on his throne. On the way up to the throne, Pan looked around to find cave-like structures in the walls. Each one of these indents contained old equipment including swords, shields, and weapons on display. She guessed important people made or owned them.
She could now see the king a little better. He looked somewhat angry, much like his expression back when he had an encounter with Pan all those years ago. She guessed it was because he wanted people to respect his authority. In the other hand, his eyes showed another story. It showed he cared about his people and was willing to die in their defense.
Bra and Pan walked around the council table and approached the king. "King Vegeta." Pan said bowing.
"Father," Bra started, "This is Son Pan, she's mom's new assistant."
*I've seen her before. I remember those huge black eyes. It's that girl that Trunks tripped* He chuckled mentally. "Have we met before?" The king asked; a knowing smile on his face.
"Yeah, my school did a recital for the royal family thirteen years ago."
"You're that girl my son tripped."
*He knows?* Pan swallowed the lump in her throat.
"Don't worry about it. It was obvious. Trunks was a mean kid, even now he doesn't think before acting, but he'll grow out of it, we all do." He smiled warmly.
*Again, we have a great king.* Pan thought smiling.
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Bra and Pan spent the rest of the afternoon looking at the palace. Pan couldn't imagine she would meet so many nice people at the palace. *Guess I have my theory of life all wrong.*
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"So? What did you find out?" Trunks asked as he entered Bra's room. Curiosity filled his demeanor.
"White tulips, blue, fighting." Bra replied.
"Ok." He sat on the bed thoughtfully. "Thanks."
Bra smiled "No prob." Her smile fell when she sat by Trunks. "Be nice to this one Trunks. We all like her. Ok?"
"I'm nice to everyone." He laughed.
"Of course you're nice at first! It's when you break their hearts that it all goes to shit. Besides, she's not the common saiyan-girl. I'm pretty sure you'll regret it if you mess with her head." Bra turned to leave the room.
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One week later..
"Hey mom!" Trunks came in the lab. "I thought you guys were done for today." Trunks said seeing both Pan and Bulma were still working.
"Hold on just one second." Bulma said. Pan held a small plate with green stuff on it, while Bulma was getting ready to pour something on it. Finally Bulma poured a small amount and watched the contents on the plate bubble. Immediately Pan put it under the microscope and Bulma and Pan looked at a screen showing what the plate had in a bigger scale. "Wow, I didn't expect it to do that." Pan said taking notes.
Trunks just looked at them with awe. *What are they doing?* Then he focused his sight on Pan. *Does she ever not look pretty?.......Butterflies? I never feel butterflies in my stomach.*
"Ok Trunks, talk to me." Bulma said.
"Oh nothing. I just wanted to say hi; I haven't seen you all day."
"Really?" Bulma raised an eyebrow.
Pan and Bulma finished cleaning up for the day. Bulma headed out the door. "See you tomorrow Pan. And Trunks: don't you think Pan looks pretty today." Bulma said suggesting she knew Trunks liked Pan.
Trunks felt his cheeks go warm and Pan brought him back to Vegeta-sei.
"Bye! Bulma"
"How dare you treat her with such disrespect?" Trunks hissed.
"She asked me to just call her Bulma." Pan said irritated. "Trunks...Prince Trunks, I'm not feeling good today, so please spare me the insults." Pan said walking out the door.
"I only speak the truth." He spat. *She looks cute when she's mad. The way her cheeks blush. Her little sexy stance as she crosses her arms. Her eyes full of determination.* "And it's the truth that you look sexy today." *Did I just say that out loud?*
"Don't even try it with me." Pan eyed him suspiciously.
"What are you talking about?" *Bra was right, she IS different.*
"C'mon! You're famous for it. You talk sweet to girls just to get them in bed." Pan said.
"Isn't that what you want?" *Please say yes* he smirked getting closer to her.
*OK that was a fucking insult!* she thought pissed off. *just walk away, walk away, walk AWAY!*
"I would never get involved with someone like you." She turned around.
"What do you mean by 'someone like me'?"
"Rich boys who think they own the world. No girl will truly love you Prince Trunks; they'll love your money." She spat.
Trunks' brow furrowed. Pan felt regret for her words. *Great! I insulted the prince.I insulted Trunks.* She looked down.
"I'm sorry Trunks...I'm really not feeling good today." She said before leaving the palace.
*Any other girl would have jumped at the chance to go to bed with me. Pfff to hell with her.*
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Next morning...
He entered Bra's room to find her mellowed down thinking about something. "What's going on?" he asked, sitting on the bed with her.
"Jin and I broke up." Bra said. A little pout graced her mouth.
"What happened?" He asked concerned.
"He ran off with one of my guards. Funny, he was one of my guards before" she chuckled. "It's ok. I'll find someone."
"Who will it be next time?" Trunks asked sarcastically.
"I dunno, the one person who fills my heart with joy. Ha! Is there someone like that?"
*The one person who fills my heart with joy?* Trunks eyes widened. "Well, hope you feel better." He said as he left the room. "Hey Trunks!" Bra said hastily. "I'm serious about what I said last week. She's a good girl. She doesn't deserve to get her heart broken."
Trunks eyed her suspiciously and left the room.
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"Hey mom!" He said looking around. "Where's Pan?" He tried not to sound so obvious. Bulma knew better. She wrote Pan's address on a little piece of paper.
(A/N: Don't you hate it when moms know everything?)
"She's sick, so she couldn't be here." She said sliding the piece of paper closer to Trunks.
Trunks looked at the paper and grabbed it. "Thanks mom." He kissed her on the cheek and took off.
Once back in his room he thought about what Bra said the week before. *Pan IS different. I can't describe it. I'm always in control of my feelings except this time..Do I look ok?....UGH! That's what I mean! I bet I've turned red in her presence* he thought ashamed.
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"....See mom? I was right. Rich boys are all the same...The nerve! Gosh! He makes me so mad." Pan fumed.
*Then why can't you stop talking about him?* "Well, I better get back to work." Videl said leaving Pan in her room.
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A few minutes later, Pan saw Videl peek her head in the room and Pan smiled looking up from her book. "You have a visitor." Videl smiled.
"Who is it?" Pan asked. Videl smirked. "Mom!"
"Go ahead, make yourself at home."
The door opened and Pan saw the last person she'd expect to see at her house. Her eyes widened. *What the hell is he doing here?* "You even come to bug me at my own house." She said annoyed, looking away.
He saw she was definitely annoyed. *She looks like a little kid when she's mad. C'mon, look at me! I love those eyes of yours!* "I heard you were sick. These are for you." Trunks said handing a bouquet of white tulips to Pan.
"My favorite. How did you know?" She was surprised.
"I make it my business to know." He flashed an honest smile. *What do I see in her? Well, she's got a great smile. She's smart. She's honest-well I don't know if that's such a good thing.*
"Thanks." She smiled softly. *Maybe he's not so bad. I was wrong about almost everyone at the palace; they're all nice people like any other. I like when he smiles like that. If he shows me that side of him then he can't be a complete asshole.*
"I like your house." He said. *There he goes, will he insult my house now?*
"I admit I couldn't get used to this small space, but it feels warm and cozy."
*He spoke differently than before, maybe he really means what he said.* Pan was trying really hard not to get lost in those azure pools. *He really is good looking.* Pan never bothered to notice details about his appearance. He had shoulder length-hair which he tied in the back of his head. He had a few freckles around his cheekbones that made him look more innocent than he really was. And a scar graced his jaw. *I'll have to ask about that later.*
Trunks saw Pan looking thoughtfully at him. *Why does she have to analyze everything? Can't she just let things be?* He looked intently at her. *.I can't stop staring. You have beautiful eyes Son Pan. Whoa! Wait a minute...Yes, you are different Pan. Will I ever have feelings for you? I think I will. Will you ever have feelings for me?*
"I forget. Why did you come?" Pan interrupted his thoughts.
"I want to be your friend." He replied with a soft smile.
"ah." Pan said groggily. She smiled internally.
"So, what's wrong with you? I mean - your illness - what is it?"
"It's embarrassing." She blushed.
"I wont' tell a soul." He winked.
"Food poisoning." She said quickly.
"Ah! That's what you're worried about? Well, imagine being......"
For a couple of hours they talked about nothing in particular.
Weeks later, they found that one of their favorite things to do is to just hang and talk about nothing.
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~~Bra's POV~~
It's been almost a year since Pan started working with my mom. I'm really happy mom hired her. You'd think it wouldn't make much difference, but it does. Pan and I quickly became friends and she's such a sweetheart, she helped me get over Jin. She made me feel that I am worthy of anyone's love. She made me so sure about myself. Now I'm a little more outgoing when I first meet someone. She also introduced me to her uncle when he joined the armed forces four months ago. His name is Goten. He's so cute, and funny. We've had one-on-one sessions of our own, and I think he likes me back. I hope something happens between us, if you know what I mean.
He's told me about Pan, since he's known her all her life, and she's still the same person around us. Goten said she helps her family unconditionally. Pfff If I wasn't part of the royal family, I probably would have fled the coup by now.
She's also helped Trunks a lot. Mom always said we should learn different languages to help with foreign affairs. I did fine. But Trunks had a really hard time. Pan helped him learn Babelian, the main language in Babel-sei. Not only has she helped him with that. I've seen a change in Trunks, it's like he cares about his life now. Maybe he's really maturing like dad said.
Also, she works overtime to help my mom and doesn't ask for more money. It's remarkable to see someone like her. "Why do you help people and don't ask for anything in return?" I asked her once, curious of the way she helped anyone who asked for it. "You don't need a reason to help people." She answered light-heartedly. I admire how much she cares about everyone around her, but sometimes I wonder if she helps herself as much as she helps people. I look at her sometimes and she looks so sad, like she's longing for something; or like she's looking for something but can't find it, but she won't tell me what she's looking for, or her dreams in life. To be a microbiologist couldn't have been her only dream. Does she ever have hopes of having a family, or what her house will be like, or what kind of husband she wants? Well, to know this, I guess you have to know yourself, which brings up the question: does she know herself? Is that what she's longing for: an identity?
One day she asked me: "Do you ever get the feeling you've forgotten something?" I answered that I do all the time, being a little on the air- head side. Then she said something that puzzled me. "Well, I get that feeling. But it's not that simple. I sometimes get glimpses of places and people out of the blue. Places and people I've never seen before but look strangely familiar. Or sometimes I have dreams about a place that I'm very comfortable in, but I don't remember seeing anything like it. Do you think it means anything?" I gave her a strange look. I think that's why she hasn't talked more about it. It's one of the few times she's really opened up to me. Maybe that's what she's looking for, to know what these glimpses and dreams mean.
But we can't help her unless she asks for it. Mom told me she doesn't really like to ask for help because she doesn't want to bug us. I hope we can help her find what she wants just like she's helped all of us.
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Well, that's chapter 2. I hope you liked it. I took so long to write this chapter. I had some written on Monday, but proofread it and found that it sucked; there was no characterization whatsoever, only dialogue. So I worked very hard on it today. And as I said in my other story, listening to music from Final Fantasy 8 and 9, helped a bunch. You may have noticed this chapter sounds like a scene from 'You've got mail.' It is! ^_^ It's when Joe visits Kathleen when she's sick after her bookstore closed. You may also notice that the line that Pan says in the last part: "You don't need a reason to help people." Are Zidane's 'words of wisdom' in Final Fantasy 9. See? This is what I meant by great aspects from different stories. YAY!
I wrote the next chapter of my other story: "I Want You To Want Me." And I don't want to brag, but I think it's the best chapter yet. But it's soooo sad, I was bawling. When I told my mom about it she said: "Estas loca." (You're crazy). Then I said: "Es herencia." (It's hereditary). Then, she laughed and left to take my grandma to the airport. But anyway, the people who read my other story will have to wait till next week for that great chapter.
Ok, enough babbling for today! Hasta!
Chica de las estrellas.
Is it wrong to dream that I'm naked...a lot? HMM.
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ, Sailormoon, Tenchi, FF.
Enjoy!
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Chapter 2: The one with butterflies in his stomach.
"Hey Pan!"
"Hello queen Bulma."
The queen had come back with someone that looked like her twin, but younger. "I want to introduce you to my daughter Bra."
Unlike her brother, Bra's demeanor seemed more humble and shy.
"How do you do?" Said the princess politely, shaking Pan's hand.
"And Pan? I have a complaint."
Pan's smile fell.
"Please, from now on call me Bulma." "And you can just call me Bra." Bra smiled.
"Ok." Pan sighed. "Well, Pan, we worked hard today so you can have the rest of the day off. And Bra can show you around the palace.if you want to."
"Sure." Pan replied taking her lab coat off.
"Ok, lots to see." Bra grabbed pulled Pan along.
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Bra showed Pan around the palace. They talked about several things to get to know each other better; the usual: music, movies, etc.
*She's definitely different from Trunks, I wonder why Trunks turned out the way he did*
"And this is the training wing. The elite fighters train here too. Do you fight?" Bra interrupted her thoughts.
"Are you kidding? I love to fight!" Bra continued showing Pan the details of the training room, every now and then watching some fighters train.
"Hello princess Bra." A man bowed in front of Bra. He had dusty blond hair and was sleekly combed back, held by gel. His expression was cocky, but his green eyes were a different story as he looked happily at Pan. "Pan, this is Sean, he's head of the military. We've been friends since we were little." Bra commented.
"Hi Pan." Sean smiled seductively hoping to catch the raven-haired girl's attention.
*He's hot!* "Hot. I mean Hi! He-he" Pan laughed nervously.
"Do you fight Ms. Pan?" Sean said. "Mind having a little spar with me sometime?"
"Sure!" Pan replied happily. "Well, we have to go now." Bra said pulling Pan along.
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"So what do you do other than fighting? Any guys? Besides Sean back there." Bra said smirking.
"I had a couple of boyfriends when I was in school, but not anymore, guess I haven't found someone I really like. How about you?" *She's very nice for the princess of the planet* Pan smiled.
"I have a boyfriend. We're doing ok, seeing we don't have a lot of privacy, but we'll see what happens.And this is the throne room. C'mon I'll take you to meet my father."
They reached the front of the room. Pan gaped at the tall room. The décor was unlike anything she had ever seen. Crimson velvet curtains covered the windows. Several pillars framed the middle walkway that lead to a huge table, and behind the table the King sat on his throne. On the way up to the throne, Pan looked around to find cave-like structures in the walls. Each one of these indents contained old equipment including swords, shields, and weapons on display. She guessed important people made or owned them.
She could now see the king a little better. He looked somewhat angry, much like his expression back when he had an encounter with Pan all those years ago. She guessed it was because he wanted people to respect his authority. In the other hand, his eyes showed another story. It showed he cared about his people and was willing to die in their defense.
Bra and Pan walked around the council table and approached the king. "King Vegeta." Pan said bowing.
"Father," Bra started, "This is Son Pan, she's mom's new assistant."
*I've seen her before. I remember those huge black eyes. It's that girl that Trunks tripped* He chuckled mentally. "Have we met before?" The king asked; a knowing smile on his face.
"Yeah, my school did a recital for the royal family thirteen years ago."
"You're that girl my son tripped."
*He knows?* Pan swallowed the lump in her throat.
"Don't worry about it. It was obvious. Trunks was a mean kid, even now he doesn't think before acting, but he'll grow out of it, we all do." He smiled warmly.
*Again, we have a great king.* Pan thought smiling.
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Bra and Pan spent the rest of the afternoon looking at the palace. Pan couldn't imagine she would meet so many nice people at the palace. *Guess I have my theory of life all wrong.*
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"So? What did you find out?" Trunks asked as he entered Bra's room. Curiosity filled his demeanor.
"White tulips, blue, fighting." Bra replied.
"Ok." He sat on the bed thoughtfully. "Thanks."
Bra smiled "No prob." Her smile fell when she sat by Trunks. "Be nice to this one Trunks. We all like her. Ok?"
"I'm nice to everyone." He laughed.
"Of course you're nice at first! It's when you break their hearts that it all goes to shit. Besides, she's not the common saiyan-girl. I'm pretty sure you'll regret it if you mess with her head." Bra turned to leave the room.
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One week later..
"Hey mom!" Trunks came in the lab. "I thought you guys were done for today." Trunks said seeing both Pan and Bulma were still working.
"Hold on just one second." Bulma said. Pan held a small plate with green stuff on it, while Bulma was getting ready to pour something on it. Finally Bulma poured a small amount and watched the contents on the plate bubble. Immediately Pan put it under the microscope and Bulma and Pan looked at a screen showing what the plate had in a bigger scale. "Wow, I didn't expect it to do that." Pan said taking notes.
Trunks just looked at them with awe. *What are they doing?* Then he focused his sight on Pan. *Does she ever not look pretty?.......Butterflies? I never feel butterflies in my stomach.*
"Ok Trunks, talk to me." Bulma said.
"Oh nothing. I just wanted to say hi; I haven't seen you all day."
"Really?" Bulma raised an eyebrow.
Pan and Bulma finished cleaning up for the day. Bulma headed out the door. "See you tomorrow Pan. And Trunks: don't you think Pan looks pretty today." Bulma said suggesting she knew Trunks liked Pan.
Trunks felt his cheeks go warm and Pan brought him back to Vegeta-sei.
"Bye! Bulma"
"How dare you treat her with such disrespect?" Trunks hissed.
"She asked me to just call her Bulma." Pan said irritated. "Trunks...Prince Trunks, I'm not feeling good today, so please spare me the insults." Pan said walking out the door.
"I only speak the truth." He spat. *She looks cute when she's mad. The way her cheeks blush. Her little sexy stance as she crosses her arms. Her eyes full of determination.* "And it's the truth that you look sexy today." *Did I just say that out loud?*
"Don't even try it with me." Pan eyed him suspiciously.
"What are you talking about?" *Bra was right, she IS different.*
"C'mon! You're famous for it. You talk sweet to girls just to get them in bed." Pan said.
"Isn't that what you want?" *Please say yes* he smirked getting closer to her.
*OK that was a fucking insult!* she thought pissed off. *just walk away, walk away, walk AWAY!*
"I would never get involved with someone like you." She turned around.
"What do you mean by 'someone like me'?"
"Rich boys who think they own the world. No girl will truly love you Prince Trunks; they'll love your money." She spat.
Trunks' brow furrowed. Pan felt regret for her words. *Great! I insulted the prince.I insulted Trunks.* She looked down.
"I'm sorry Trunks...I'm really not feeling good today." She said before leaving the palace.
*Any other girl would have jumped at the chance to go to bed with me. Pfff to hell with her.*
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Next morning...
He entered Bra's room to find her mellowed down thinking about something. "What's going on?" he asked, sitting on the bed with her.
"Jin and I broke up." Bra said. A little pout graced her mouth.
"What happened?" He asked concerned.
"He ran off with one of my guards. Funny, he was one of my guards before" she chuckled. "It's ok. I'll find someone."
"Who will it be next time?" Trunks asked sarcastically.
"I dunno, the one person who fills my heart with joy. Ha! Is there someone like that?"
*The one person who fills my heart with joy?* Trunks eyes widened. "Well, hope you feel better." He said as he left the room. "Hey Trunks!" Bra said hastily. "I'm serious about what I said last week. She's a good girl. She doesn't deserve to get her heart broken."
Trunks eyed her suspiciously and left the room.
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"Hey mom!" He said looking around. "Where's Pan?" He tried not to sound so obvious. Bulma knew better. She wrote Pan's address on a little piece of paper.
(A/N: Don't you hate it when moms know everything?)
"She's sick, so she couldn't be here." She said sliding the piece of paper closer to Trunks.
Trunks looked at the paper and grabbed it. "Thanks mom." He kissed her on the cheek and took off.
Once back in his room he thought about what Bra said the week before. *Pan IS different. I can't describe it. I'm always in control of my feelings except this time..Do I look ok?....UGH! That's what I mean! I bet I've turned red in her presence* he thought ashamed.
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"....See mom? I was right. Rich boys are all the same...The nerve! Gosh! He makes me so mad." Pan fumed.
*Then why can't you stop talking about him?* "Well, I better get back to work." Videl said leaving Pan in her room.
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A few minutes later, Pan saw Videl peek her head in the room and Pan smiled looking up from her book. "You have a visitor." Videl smiled.
"Who is it?" Pan asked. Videl smirked. "Mom!"
"Go ahead, make yourself at home."
The door opened and Pan saw the last person she'd expect to see at her house. Her eyes widened. *What the hell is he doing here?* "You even come to bug me at my own house." She said annoyed, looking away.
He saw she was definitely annoyed. *She looks like a little kid when she's mad. C'mon, look at me! I love those eyes of yours!* "I heard you were sick. These are for you." Trunks said handing a bouquet of white tulips to Pan.
"My favorite. How did you know?" She was surprised.
"I make it my business to know." He flashed an honest smile. *What do I see in her? Well, she's got a great smile. She's smart. She's honest-well I don't know if that's such a good thing.*
"Thanks." She smiled softly. *Maybe he's not so bad. I was wrong about almost everyone at the palace; they're all nice people like any other. I like when he smiles like that. If he shows me that side of him then he can't be a complete asshole.*
"I like your house." He said. *There he goes, will he insult my house now?*
"I admit I couldn't get used to this small space, but it feels warm and cozy."
*He spoke differently than before, maybe he really means what he said.* Pan was trying really hard not to get lost in those azure pools. *He really is good looking.* Pan never bothered to notice details about his appearance. He had shoulder length-hair which he tied in the back of his head. He had a few freckles around his cheekbones that made him look more innocent than he really was. And a scar graced his jaw. *I'll have to ask about that later.*
Trunks saw Pan looking thoughtfully at him. *Why does she have to analyze everything? Can't she just let things be?* He looked intently at her. *.I can't stop staring. You have beautiful eyes Son Pan. Whoa! Wait a minute...Yes, you are different Pan. Will I ever have feelings for you? I think I will. Will you ever have feelings for me?*
"I forget. Why did you come?" Pan interrupted his thoughts.
"I want to be your friend." He replied with a soft smile.
"ah." Pan said groggily. She smiled internally.
"So, what's wrong with you? I mean - your illness - what is it?"
"It's embarrassing." She blushed.
"I wont' tell a soul." He winked.
"Food poisoning." She said quickly.
"Ah! That's what you're worried about? Well, imagine being......"
For a couple of hours they talked about nothing in particular.
Weeks later, they found that one of their favorite things to do is to just hang and talk about nothing.
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~~Bra's POV~~
It's been almost a year since Pan started working with my mom. I'm really happy mom hired her. You'd think it wouldn't make much difference, but it does. Pan and I quickly became friends and she's such a sweetheart, she helped me get over Jin. She made me feel that I am worthy of anyone's love. She made me so sure about myself. Now I'm a little more outgoing when I first meet someone. She also introduced me to her uncle when he joined the armed forces four months ago. His name is Goten. He's so cute, and funny. We've had one-on-one sessions of our own, and I think he likes me back. I hope something happens between us, if you know what I mean.
He's told me about Pan, since he's known her all her life, and she's still the same person around us. Goten said she helps her family unconditionally. Pfff If I wasn't part of the royal family, I probably would have fled the coup by now.
She's also helped Trunks a lot. Mom always said we should learn different languages to help with foreign affairs. I did fine. But Trunks had a really hard time. Pan helped him learn Babelian, the main language in Babel-sei. Not only has she helped him with that. I've seen a change in Trunks, it's like he cares about his life now. Maybe he's really maturing like dad said.
Also, she works overtime to help my mom and doesn't ask for more money. It's remarkable to see someone like her. "Why do you help people and don't ask for anything in return?" I asked her once, curious of the way she helped anyone who asked for it. "You don't need a reason to help people." She answered light-heartedly. I admire how much she cares about everyone around her, but sometimes I wonder if she helps herself as much as she helps people. I look at her sometimes and she looks so sad, like she's longing for something; or like she's looking for something but can't find it, but she won't tell me what she's looking for, or her dreams in life. To be a microbiologist couldn't have been her only dream. Does she ever have hopes of having a family, or what her house will be like, or what kind of husband she wants? Well, to know this, I guess you have to know yourself, which brings up the question: does she know herself? Is that what she's longing for: an identity?
One day she asked me: "Do you ever get the feeling you've forgotten something?" I answered that I do all the time, being a little on the air- head side. Then she said something that puzzled me. "Well, I get that feeling. But it's not that simple. I sometimes get glimpses of places and people out of the blue. Places and people I've never seen before but look strangely familiar. Or sometimes I have dreams about a place that I'm very comfortable in, but I don't remember seeing anything like it. Do you think it means anything?" I gave her a strange look. I think that's why she hasn't talked more about it. It's one of the few times she's really opened up to me. Maybe that's what she's looking for, to know what these glimpses and dreams mean.
But we can't help her unless she asks for it. Mom told me she doesn't really like to ask for help because she doesn't want to bug us. I hope we can help her find what she wants just like she's helped all of us.
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Well, that's chapter 2. I hope you liked it. I took so long to write this chapter. I had some written on Monday, but proofread it and found that it sucked; there was no characterization whatsoever, only dialogue. So I worked very hard on it today. And as I said in my other story, listening to music from Final Fantasy 8 and 9, helped a bunch. You may have noticed this chapter sounds like a scene from 'You've got mail.' It is! ^_^ It's when Joe visits Kathleen when she's sick after her bookstore closed. You may also notice that the line that Pan says in the last part: "You don't need a reason to help people." Are Zidane's 'words of wisdom' in Final Fantasy 9. See? This is what I meant by great aspects from different stories. YAY!
I wrote the next chapter of my other story: "I Want You To Want Me." And I don't want to brag, but I think it's the best chapter yet. But it's soooo sad, I was bawling. When I told my mom about it she said: "Estas loca." (You're crazy). Then I said: "Es herencia." (It's hereditary). Then, she laughed and left to take my grandma to the airport. But anyway, the people who read my other story will have to wait till next week for that great chapter.
Ok, enough babbling for today! Hasta!
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