In a World of Fear
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Gomen nasai!!!! *ducks and hides* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ages:
Trunks: 22
Pan: 16
A.U. Trunks: 27 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 7: Aggression
Pan was watching the shadows dance upon the wall when suddenly, she saw something move quickly out of the corner of her eye. She turned around quickly and felt a pillow being pressed upon her head suffocating her slowly. Pan tried to fight back, but the force was too strong. Just as she was about to black out, force behind the pillow disappeared. After she regained her breath the raven-haired girl stood up on shaky legs and managed to get to the stairs leading down to the second level. She stepped onto the first step, then slipped on the freshly waxed platform and tumbled down the rest of the stairwell. The teen soon made contact with the floor of the second level and laid there in a heap for a couple of minutes.
"Trunks..." Pan whimpered. She succeeded in standing up with help from the wall. After finishing that feat, she dragged herself to Trunks' door. Pan was about to knock on his door, when it opened. She looked up and found herself staring up at his face.
"Pan? Are you okay?" Trunks queried. Pan felt tears sting her eyes as she launched himself into his chest. "Pan, what's wrong?" the lavender- hired man asked, worry clearly evident in his voice.
Pan remained silent as her sobs shook her small figure. Trunks picked her up and carried her into his room closing the door behind him. He made his way towards his bed and gently laid her down. It was then that he noticed her attire.
'What the hell is she wearing?' Trunks thought as a blush crept up onto his cheeks. Pan felt his eyes roam over her body until their eyes met. Pan started to blush as well noticing his lack of clothing as well as hers. He was standing in front of her with nothing but his boxers on. Trunks sat down on the edge of the bed next to Pan and softly stroked her hair.
"Pan-chan, what's wrong?" he asked the girl a second time.
"Someone tried to kill me," she said quietly.
"What? Are you sure?" Trunks asked.
"I get suffocated by a pillow, and you're asking me if I'm sure it happened? They waxed the staircase so I would fall, too. You believe me, don't you?" She looked into eyes with fear and pleading in her gaze.
"Of course," he answered. He laid down next to her, pulled the covers around the both of them, and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Sweet dreams, Pan-chan," Trunks said as he kissed her forehead. In response, she snuggled closer to him and fell asleep.
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The next morning...
There was a knock on the door.
"Trunks! It's time to wake up!" Bulma called.
"Okay," he said opening his eyes.
"There's breakfast downstairs on the table. I'll go wake Pan up," she responded. He heard her footsteps go up the stairs to the third floor when he suddenly remembered Pan was sleeping beside him. This revelation hit him like a bucket of cold water and fully awakened him. He heard footsteps coming down the stairs and stop in front of his door. Then, slowly, the doorknob began to turn and the door opened revealing a confused and angry Bulma.
"Your little friend isn't...in...her," Bulma slowed down as she saw Pan wrapped in Trunks' arms. Her face scrunched up into a scowl. "What is going on here?" Bulma asked venomously. Then, Pan woke up and yawned and stretched. She saw Bulma, looked back at Trunks, and gasped.
"Nothing happened!" Pan said obviously shocked by the situation.
"I'm supposed to believe that after I find you pressed together, both of you in each other's arms, Trunks wearing only boxers and you wearing skimpy lingerie!" she yelled.
"The lingerie you gave me to wear," Pan mumbled.
"Don't try to lay the blame on me, young lady. I wasn't the sixteen year old girl who sneaked into a twenty-two year old man's room in the middle of the night to SLEEP with him!"
"Exactly!" Pan yelled. "I slept with him next to me, but we didn't do anything else!"
"She's telling the truth!" Trunks argued. "We didn't have...we didn't do what you're implying."
"There's breakfast downstairs on the table. Go eat. I'm going out for awhile," Bulma said. She walked out and slammed the door shut.
"I think she hates me," Pan said.
"No, she doesn't. Just give her time," Trunks said hugging her.
"Trunks, we don't belong in this world, and from what Vegeta said, something must've happened between our families." Trunks nodded.
"By the way, what ARE you wearing?" Trunks asked. She blushed while he smirked.
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Thanks to....
Tokyobabe2040 and Chia: You can still get on the comp, ne? Thanks for reviewing.
frying pan
chibi playing with fire: Your brothers did what?! Eeeek. Bulma gave Pan lingerie because it works with the story. I dunno.
P*A*N28
chibigoten124/SSJ3MysticPan
ladybugg: i'm sorry the update's so late. Meep.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Gomen nasai!!!! *ducks and hides* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ages:
Trunks: 22
Pan: 16
A.U. Trunks: 27 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 7: Aggression
Pan was watching the shadows dance upon the wall when suddenly, she saw something move quickly out of the corner of her eye. She turned around quickly and felt a pillow being pressed upon her head suffocating her slowly. Pan tried to fight back, but the force was too strong. Just as she was about to black out, force behind the pillow disappeared. After she regained her breath the raven-haired girl stood up on shaky legs and managed to get to the stairs leading down to the second level. She stepped onto the first step, then slipped on the freshly waxed platform and tumbled down the rest of the stairwell. The teen soon made contact with the floor of the second level and laid there in a heap for a couple of minutes.
"Trunks..." Pan whimpered. She succeeded in standing up with help from the wall. After finishing that feat, she dragged herself to Trunks' door. Pan was about to knock on his door, when it opened. She looked up and found herself staring up at his face.
"Pan? Are you okay?" Trunks queried. Pan felt tears sting her eyes as she launched himself into his chest. "Pan, what's wrong?" the lavender- hired man asked, worry clearly evident in his voice.
Pan remained silent as her sobs shook her small figure. Trunks picked her up and carried her into his room closing the door behind him. He made his way towards his bed and gently laid her down. It was then that he noticed her attire.
'What the hell is she wearing?' Trunks thought as a blush crept up onto his cheeks. Pan felt his eyes roam over her body until their eyes met. Pan started to blush as well noticing his lack of clothing as well as hers. He was standing in front of her with nothing but his boxers on. Trunks sat down on the edge of the bed next to Pan and softly stroked her hair.
"Pan-chan, what's wrong?" he asked the girl a second time.
"Someone tried to kill me," she said quietly.
"What? Are you sure?" Trunks asked.
"I get suffocated by a pillow, and you're asking me if I'm sure it happened? They waxed the staircase so I would fall, too. You believe me, don't you?" She looked into eyes with fear and pleading in her gaze.
"Of course," he answered. He laid down next to her, pulled the covers around the both of them, and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Sweet dreams, Pan-chan," Trunks said as he kissed her forehead. In response, she snuggled closer to him and fell asleep.
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The next morning...
There was a knock on the door.
"Trunks! It's time to wake up!" Bulma called.
"Okay," he said opening his eyes.
"There's breakfast downstairs on the table. I'll go wake Pan up," she responded. He heard her footsteps go up the stairs to the third floor when he suddenly remembered Pan was sleeping beside him. This revelation hit him like a bucket of cold water and fully awakened him. He heard footsteps coming down the stairs and stop in front of his door. Then, slowly, the doorknob began to turn and the door opened revealing a confused and angry Bulma.
"Your little friend isn't...in...her," Bulma slowed down as she saw Pan wrapped in Trunks' arms. Her face scrunched up into a scowl. "What is going on here?" Bulma asked venomously. Then, Pan woke up and yawned and stretched. She saw Bulma, looked back at Trunks, and gasped.
"Nothing happened!" Pan said obviously shocked by the situation.
"I'm supposed to believe that after I find you pressed together, both of you in each other's arms, Trunks wearing only boxers and you wearing skimpy lingerie!" she yelled.
"The lingerie you gave me to wear," Pan mumbled.
"Don't try to lay the blame on me, young lady. I wasn't the sixteen year old girl who sneaked into a twenty-two year old man's room in the middle of the night to SLEEP with him!"
"Exactly!" Pan yelled. "I slept with him next to me, but we didn't do anything else!"
"She's telling the truth!" Trunks argued. "We didn't have...we didn't do what you're implying."
"There's breakfast downstairs on the table. Go eat. I'm going out for awhile," Bulma said. She walked out and slammed the door shut.
"I think she hates me," Pan said.
"No, she doesn't. Just give her time," Trunks said hugging her.
"Trunks, we don't belong in this world, and from what Vegeta said, something must've happened between our families." Trunks nodded.
"By the way, what ARE you wearing?" Trunks asked. She blushed while he smirked.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Thanks to....
Tokyobabe2040 and Chia: You can still get on the comp, ne? Thanks for reviewing.
frying pan
chibi playing with fire: Your brothers did what?! Eeeek. Bulma gave Pan lingerie because it works with the story. I dunno.
P*A*N28
chibigoten124/SSJ3MysticPan
ladybugg: i'm sorry the update's so late. Meep.