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Just a little note to everyone. My parents are twelve years apart in age and they have been together for twenty-three years. That's why I don't care about the age, OK. Secondly to all of you who don't think love can conquer all may love find you in all the wrong places. Hopefully that didn't come off rude. Thanks.
She was right like always. That dinner didn't taste good cold but I swallowed the mystery dinner down. I would hate for her to be upset over me not liking her cooking. Besides I would have to get use to this eventually. The entire apartment was full of an awkward silence. It's like everyone knew what had to happen next expect for me. Still sitting back in my chair with her on the couch beside me I couldn't think of anywhere I would rather be.
"Did you like the dinner?" She still gets shy around me and I love it.
"It was perfect." I smile over to her but she has her head down playing with the hem of her sweater. Great here comes the bad news, she is thinking of how to break it to me.
"Lets just get this over with. I wanted you to come over because of something my father said early. He kept asking why the two of us haven't been hanging out lately and why it seems we are always avoiding one another. He said that the two of us are best friends and should stay close."
"I always did like Gohan." This is going better than I thought. I will have to ring up Gohan later and tell him what a wonderful father he is.
"Trunks what I'm saying is we have to work past this break-up thing. We can't go on ignoring each other and pretending nothing happened." I pushed myself to the edge of the chair and reached for her hand. I held her hand and brushed some lose hair from her face and smiled.
"We could always get back together."
"Trunks." She pulled her hand back from mine and sighed. I getting tired of this, every time I get close to her she pushes me away. Either she loves me and wants to be with me or she doesn't love me like I thought. I'm going to get her were it hurts, her pride.
"Why can't you fight us?" Her head jerked up and she was standing in a flash. I jumped up just as quickly. This had to be solved.
"What?"
"You of all people can't fight for something you want. You, who would kick anybody's ass who messed with your family or friends. You, who would go down and demand to let all the locked up animals be free…at the ZOO. You who would stand up to any enemies big or small and say bring it on. You, who said to me one night that no matter what we would stand up to anybody to be together. Why can't you fight now?"
"Because." She was right up in my face and it took all I had not to kiss her right then. Both are power levels were raising and so were our voices.
"Because why?" She looked down at the ground but not before I saw her eyes start to gloss again. How many times tonight I'm I going to make her cry.
"It…it just. It just got to hard." Her voice was barely above a whisper and it was cracking.
"If it wasn't hard then there would be no excitement." I reached out and brought her into a hug. "Pan I can't leave knowing you love me and that we can't be together."
"What can we do Trunks? Even when we were friends I would step into a class and people would say 'is that the girl that is always with Trunks Briefs?' or 'I hear she is his little mistress.' What can we do, really?" I stepped back from her a little and smiled.
"Be there for each other. Support one another and eventually everything will be fine. They will fine some other person to bother and if not I'll say that I have been lying about my age and I am actually twenty, making me younger than you." She laughed and pulled me into a hug. This feels so right that if it is wrong the whole world can go to hell for all I care.
"I'm not saying yes but if we were to get back together would you be willing to tell my parents along with yours?"
"Of course."
"Would you be willing to tell all your employees and investors that you are going out with a girl fourteen years younger than you?"
"Without hesitation."
"Gather a press conference and tell the entire media?"
"I'll call right now."
"Well then I guess you have your mistress back. Though you only have to tell our families." My breath caught in my throat and I jerked her back away from me lightly.
"Really?"
"Really, really." I looked up at the ceiling to stop the tears from falling. I felt her hands on my chest and I looked down to her. A tear escaped but she wiped it away with her silk fingers. We just stared at each other until she smiled up at me with a wicked gleam in her eyes.
"I love you so much Pan." She grabbed my hand and pulled me with her. I saw were she was heading and a stupid grin crossed my face. I haven't been in her bedroom in so long and I don't plan on leaving it any time soon either. She pulled my shirt as the two of us went tumbling into her room.
"I love you Trunks."
"How can you not love me Panny?"
"First thing tomorrow we tell the parents."
"I don't know if you will be up at all tomorrow when I get done with you, sweetheart." All that could be heard was a loud giggle as I closed the door.
Should I go on? Laterz!