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Kiss the RainI'm so sorry I haven't updated in so long!! I love you guys and please review!
A/N: The point of views change throughout the story but if you read the section long enough, you will realize who these people are. And also, Goten and Pan aren't related and Trunks and Bra aren't either in this fic. I own Celia and the two body guards! Sorry!
Pan: 16
Uubu: 18
Trunks: 17
Marron: 17
Goten: 17
Bra: 16
Last time:
(Pan's p.o.v)
"I just want to ask you a question. I couldn't wait till tomorrow." Any thoughts I just had about Uub disappeared and now I have this really gorgeous guy on the phone with me. A guy who is ABOUT to ask ME out!
Chapter 12: Too Much Thinking
(-)
A couple hours earlier
I sigh a bit and brush my hair back when I walk through the door. Once I walked inside the house I hear my parents arguing. I sigh and just shake my head when I realize that they're all the way on the other side of the house, in the kitchen. I make my way upstairs to start some stupid geo-physics problem when I hear my mom call for me. "Trunks! Come here for a minute!"
I step back a bit and watch as my two parents walk into the study. I shake my head and slowly make my way. It's time for school again… Once going inside I sit down on my leather chair and just wait for them to start like normal. My mom looks at me smiling and I just look back at her, confused. What's she going to do to me now? I look at my dad and he just looks indifferent, as usual.
"So Trunks, how are your classes going?" my mother asks.
I shrug a bit and lean back a little. "They're okay, mother. I can't really tell you how it is since it's only the first day you know," I give her an exasperated look and I slowly smirk when I notice how snobby I feel, "Why are you so interested?"
She smiles at me sweetly. Why isn't she upset with my attitude? "Professor Son called me this afternoon and…" All of a sudden I begin to drone out of space, only watching the lips of the woman that made me. How did HE find out?! My smile turns into a frown and I just look at her. "So is it true?!" I just look at her stunned, not knowing what to say. Damnit Dende!
(-)
"Vegeta! I told you never to use the stove! Look at what you did to it NOW!" I look at the burnt stove that is only a month old. Dende why did you do this to me?
"Woman! I'm hungry and no one was here to make my food." I point at my husband as my eyes widen. That bastard!
"I told you last week that the cook has a day off today so I'll be cooking…"
"Dende help me if I let you cook." My eyes widen some more, if that's possible.
"Excuse me, Vegeta?! You know what? You make your own damn meal from now on and see if I care!" I cross my arms and walk angrily out of the kitchen only to see Trunks pass by the hallway.
My emotions suddenly make a 360º and I quickly call for my loving son. "Oh Trunks!" When I didn't hear a reply, I just call again. "Oh Trunks come here for a minute." I smile and make my way to the study. I stop though and spot Vegeta trying to crack boiled eggs. He already ruined eight of them so I laugh and tug on his arm. "Come with me; Family meeting." He gives me an odd look.
I just smile and hold his hand while he walks behind me to the study. I kiss Vegeta on the cheek and he looks at me. He then kisses me softly on the lips and smirks. "Woman, you are one very complicated human being…" I just smile and laugh it off.
My smile broadens when I see my son walk through the door. Once he sits down, I say, "So Trunks, how are your classes going?" I can tell that he's a bit confused and I just laugh a bit when he looks at Vegeta.
"They're okay, mother. I can't really tell you how it is since it's only been the first day you know," I just smile and nod right before says, "Why do you care anyways?"
I hold onto Vegeta's hand tighter when I feel him about to explode at my son. I'll let that one slide for now… I lean against the desk a bit and smile sweetly. "Well… Professor Son called me this afternoon and he told me that he saw you and his daughter, Pan, talk to each other right after class finished. At first, I didn't understand why he seemed so angry until he told me that you two walked arm and arm out of the building and to the limo," I feel my eyes sparkle while telling Trunks and Vegeta the news. "So, is it true?!" I clasp my two hands together. Aww… what a perfect match! I bet she's beautiful. Of course, why shouldn't she be if Trunks wants her? I wonder how old she is.. only one way to find out! Before I even let Trunks reply I ask him, "Should we invite them for dinner sometime?"
All I see is Trunks looking up at space and Vegeta crossing his arms in disgust. Suddenly Trunks shakes his head and smiles, "I don't think that's such a good idea because-" I cut him off.
"Well I don't see why not. I should meet her shouldn't I? And the Professor's daughter! Oh, Trunks!" I giggle and clap my hands.
"Oh mother, please!" I lean back a bit, almost in fright when Trunks stands up and squeezes the bridge of his nose for a bit then he shakes his head again. "I just, I just met this girl and I don't know if I like her yet and-" I cut him off again.
"Can't I just get a look at her? Should I decide first? After all, I am your-" My smile turns into a frown when he cuts me off.
"I don't want to scare her okay?! And I hardly know this girl." He just sighs and sits back down. "I'm sorry but I wouldn't feel comfortable if we all had dinner together."
I laugh at Trunks. I remember when I was a teenager… All of a sudden, I stop and smile. "Oh I know what we'll do! Remember what I told you a while ago Trunks? Well, it's a sure fact that in a month we'll be touring Europe. I check my schedule so I think we should host a going away party," I think about it for a while and nod in agreement to myself, "Yes, now I'm completely sure. I think you'd be comfortable with everyone and her in a month, right Trunks?" I smile and cling onto Vegeta's arm. Oh, I can't wait!
(-)
I slowly walk out the door, trying really hard not to explode like what my father would do in a situation like this. I run my fingers through my hair and clench my fist as I slowly make my way towards the gym. Fuck my room… I need a work out! I go inside the 'locker room' which is just a couple lockers, a shower, and a bench. I take off my shirt and open the black locker with the label 'boxing- Trunks'. I grab the clothes in there and change.
Once walking inside the gym, I look at the punching bag. I start with my footwork and smirk. By the time I'm done with you… I'll need another one!
(-)
I step out of the house and sit down on the porch with an opened envelope in my hand. I sit down on the step and glance up at the sky before taking out the letter. Oh Please Dende! Help me out! I shake my head before reading it.
…TokyoUniversity…
…Congratulations!...
…half tuition scholarship…
I grip onto the paper tightly and reread all key points. Dende better not be playing tricks on me! I lean back against a stair and just sigh. What happens now? I close my eyes and think about Pan and how I haven't seen her in such a long time. She probably hasn't changed a bit. I know I can always count on her to stay the same…
flashback
I smile a bit and lean back against the tree, watching Pan in a distance; her hair in its normal pony tail and her glasses slowly slipping down her nose from sweat. I yell out, "Ever tried getting contacts?!"
I laugh as she stops her training and stares at me like I have three eyes. She slowly walks to me and sits down. "You know, I have 'em.."
I just smile and wrap an arm around her, not grossed out that she's all sweaty. "Why don't you wear them when you train? You always get frustrated because they're in the way. I can tell"
She then laughs and leans against me. "Maybe you should stop watching me you perv!" Pan pushes me playfully then smirks, "Besides, you said I look better with glasses."
end
Only because you looked older… I sigh and look down; noticing the shirt I'm wearing was red, green, and white. Italy. Going abroad is an opportunity of a life time.. you can see Pan anytime. I haven't seen her in a while. Only because she moved but you can always visit her during holidays. Besides, we both know that there's no one else out there for her except for you.
(-)
I sigh once I fall back onto my bed. Working out is almost as good as sex… almost I smirk and remember that I have to order a new punching bag. I roll over onto my stomach and glance at the clock. Hmm… 6:45 PM.. I could call.
I smirk and check the caller i.d. remembering that Professor Son did call earlier today. You ARE a genius. When I finally find the number, I write it down on a random sheet of paper and just look at it before dialing. I sit up a bit, my back against the head board of the bed and one of my feet resting on top of the bed so my knee points to the ceiling. Not professor Son, not professor Son… Someone answers.
"Hello?" I raise a brow a bit and sit up straight after hearing a sweet voice on the phone. A voice that could be compared with girls that I would normally go out with. Two words: younger sister.
I smirk and answer, "Good afternoon, this is Trunks. Can I please speak to Pan?" Politeness is the best way to go, even if it's someone younger… I glance down at the clock again. 6:46 PM
"Trunks! I can't believe you called!" I tried to stop myself from laughing but I manage to smile it off. I got her, I totally have this girl. Trunks' Charm works for all ages!
I press two fingers against my forehead and smile a bit. "I just wanted to ask you a question. I couldn't wait till tomorrow."
"Oh, really?" For a second, I wonder how old Pan really is. She's kind of childish… I shrug a bit and look at myself in the mirror, smirking when noticing my reflection.
"I know that it's been pretty early but I was wondering if you can help me with the class we have together. Even though it's been the first day, it's pretty confusing and you seem pretty smart…"
"Oh. That. Sure, no problem, Trunks. I don't mind." I run my fingers through my hair and smile.
"I also wanted to ask you if you want to go out with me."
"I'd love to." I smile a bit. Classy.
"Would tomorrow be okay?"
"Okay, have anything in mind?"
I lean back against the head board some more and think for a minute. Nothing childish.. but not too old. I don't want to fall asleep, then she'll know I'm a fraud. Then I smirk and say, "Why don't you choose? I'll pay."
I get a feeling she's smiling over the phone and for some reason, I smile. "I've never gone go-carting before."
For a second, I'm confused. Go-carts?! I can't help but just shrug a bit. "Go-carts it is! I know the perfect place."
"Is after class fine?"
I smile a bit, "Perfect."
I hang up the phone after saying our 'good-byes' and glance around the room. I get up from the bed and decide to take a walk to the other side of the house. I walk towards the kitchen and shake my head when I over hear my parents fighting again.
"What do you do in that stupid gym anyways?! You always miss dinner and then you complain about how hungry you are whenever I have to reheat ANYTHING!"
"Woman! Just make the damn meal already."
"Don't you dare tell ME what to do! I cooked this meal and I can do whatever I want to it!"
"Give me the food…" I glance at the doorway while passing by and see my mother against the kitchen counter with a plate of food behind her back while my dad is just in front of her, crouched a bit with his arms apart, ready to pounce on her.
I stop walking when I pass by my parents' bedroom. I glance around, checking for maids or my parents then I slowly slip inside. I walk around slowly; eyeing the dressers and nightstands when I come across my father's reading glasses. I pick them up and walk towards a mirror. I stare at myself for a while and then slip the glasses on. Hmm… I frown a bit when I notice how dorky and dumb I look. No wonder Pan looks the way she does..
Next Day
"…Now don't eat the cluster," the students laugh as Professor Son ends today's class. I just sit there confused and disgusted by the dumb joke Son said. I shake my head and brush my hair back with my fingers. I glance back at Pan and notice the guards eyeing me. I smirk and wave a little at them before getting up and making my way up the rows. I stop when I'm in front of Pan and noticed how engrossed she is writing down today's notes.
She looks up at me and smiles a bit, her glasses down the bridge of her nose more than it should be. "I'll be ready in a sec-," she leans to the side, when she accidentally elbows her notebook, making it fall from the mini desk, "oh I'm sorry. Would you mind getting that for me?"
I smile a fake smile. "Sure." I lean down a bit and pick it up. I flip through her notebook and notice that her 3 Subject Five Star Notebook is almost done with one subject already. It's like she's writing a book compared to my 2 page notes… I look at her and hand it to her, "You write a lot of notes."
She smiles back and nods. I can see the red parts of her cheeks when she blushes and she says, "I do the problems in the text book. It helps me understand it better." I nod and we walk out of the class room.
I salute Mali and he knows the drill. I quickly grab Pan's hand once exiting the class and I start running. "Quick! Hurry!" I notice she looks frightened and I just smile when I keep running, smiling that Mali is trapped holding doors for all the other students while I get away. I find my black convertible and I quickly jump in. "Come on!" Pan hops in as well and I quickly get into gear and drive off.
(-)
I turn my head back while we drive off and I push my hair back from the wind. I talk loud so he can hear me. "What happened back there?!"
He looks at me with that cute smirk and says just as loudly, "It's much more fun if we're alone." I turn my face to the side and look at the building and people walk by while I blush. I glance at him and notice that he put on his sunglasses. I bet he'll look really hot in glasses..!!
I look at myself in the side mirror and smile a bit at my reflection. I push a couple strands of hair out of the way. Don't make a big deal about this Pan.. He's only a guy that happens to be gorgeous, sweet, pretty smart, adorable, funny, sex- Stop! I frown.
"Is something wrong?" I look at Trunks and smile a bit.
""No, no. I was just thinking."
"What were you thinking about?" You.
"Nothing, just- wow! This place is huge!" I grin at the size of "Yuku Moshi's!" People say it's the biggest go-cart park but I never expected that! He looks at me oddly and I smile awkwardly while sitting back down. "This place is pretty cool."
We get out of the car and I'm surprised when Trunks takes my hand. I walk with him for a while, afraid to say anything. "How long do you want to stay here? I can buy a pass for us to go whenever we want." I look up at him and shrug.
"I don't have anything else planned." He smiles at me and buys two tickets. They put a gold band on our right wrists. I look at it and it reads: "Yuku Moshi's Gold package. Expires after 10 days of first visit." I'd go everyday with you, Trunks… I smile a bit and shake my head. You're such a sap!
Once walking inside my smile broadens just by looking at all the different go-cart tracks. Uub and I would never do this!
(-)
Later…
I lean back against the railing as we wait in line. I look at Pan as she leans forward against the parallel rail, watching all the go-carts pass by. I can tell she's glancing at me so I just smile. She's so different I don't know why it's so interesting... The line starts moving and again we're much closer to the track and go-carts.
I smirk a bit as I watch Pan take off her black glasses and clean the lens with her shirt. "Do you remember what to do?"
She gives me an exasperated look and says, "You should stop asking me, Trunks! I know, I know! You pump the gas, not press it down all the way! Dende! Are you insane?!"
I cross my arms and smile a little, "I would stop asking if you just do what I say! The last five tracks all you did was press it down. Now don't tell me you're DEAF because you're just fine."
She just looks at me, mumbling something I can't hear and I just laugh it off. It's not my fault I want to tease you all the time, Panny. I sigh and run my fingers through my hair. You're so spunky you make me feel like I'm- "Oww!" I rub my arm and look at Pan as she gives me this victorious smirk.
"Stop day dreaming or I'll pinch you again! I'm going to beat you this time." I'm in 3rd grade again!
…But that little smirk was sexy, Pan-chan…
I smile and shake my head as I get into a dark blue go-cart with a #3 on it, right behind Pan's red #7.
One week
(no p.o.v.)
The pond is quiet, which is a bit unusual for there would always be noise around the area of kids running around, screaming and having fun, for it is summer vacation. Trunks and Pan are lying on the grass, facing the clear, cool water while doing their geo-physics homework.
The sun is shining brightly and the wind is blowing gently enough that it tickles the back of their necks for Pan's hair is in its normal pony tail, much to Trunks' dismay. Pan, being the scholar she is, is too busy writing down notes and answering mathematical problems that she doesn't notice Trunks staring at her intently.
(-)
Tap.
Tap.
Tap.
Tap. Tap.
I keep tapping my notebook with the pencil in my hand. I sigh as I keep looking at Pan. I look down at our text book but my eyes are so hypnotized by her presence, I don't know why. Her lips pucker a bit as she reads, her bangs almost covering her eyes that I have the urge to just push them out to the side. I think back to the past week, how I've been 'going out' with her almost everyday. We always do something fun and there's something about her that I can't even put a finger on… I quickly look back down at my notebook, my pencil ready to write something down when she turns her head to look at me. I glance at her and smile when she looks confused.
I put my pencil back down and sigh again. I turn my head and study her. I could say she has nice hair but it's always up… she doesn't look THAT bad in glasses but her personality is really great. She's so unlike Marron with her really girly laughs and looks, Pan seems to be more… real? I smile a bit when I think back to the week.
flashback
I'm driving back from Yuku Moshi's and I glance back at Pan. I grip onto the steering wheel and look around the streets, trying to think up of something to say. I hate awkward silences… I sigh again at the traffic and look up at a billboard. "Eggo Waffles".
I look at Pan again and say, "I love waffles."
She looks at me and sees the billboard. She nods along, "Ah, Eggo my waffle."
I just look at her, a blank expression on my face and I just burst out laughing. "You mean leggo my eggo?"
Pan looks back at me, confused. I just keep laughing and she ends up laughing along with me. "Dende! I can't believe I said it wrong!!" She covers her face and I just laugh harder. She frowns at me and pushes me to the side, "Shuttup!"
"Oww!" I laugh a little bit more and say, "You're pretty strong, do you work out?" I smirk.
"Yes, tae kwon doe."
I look at her again, my expression blank once again and I look to the front, seeing the cars moving, "Oh. Right." I laugh a bit and smiles at her, "Me too. Maybe we should spar one day."
She gives me this competitive smirk and I just smirk. Sexy…
end
I smile a bit and shake my head. I stare at Pan's face, admiring it a bit and trying to imagine how she would look without all those boyish clothes. I would have no trouble at all if I had to wear Pan's clothes, though, they would be pretty small on me… I smirk, thinking what Pan would look like in tight clothes.
I look closer into her face and smile a bit when I notice a tiny freckle on her upper cheek. I lean closer a bit, wanting to have a better look at it. All of a sudden she turns to me, and I just look at her, both of us a bit shocked of the closeness of each other. She smiles at me and almost whispers, "What do you want?"
You.
She looks shocked and I lean back a bit, a bit surprised as she just blushes, her eyes closing slowly. Did I just fuckin' say that?! I see her glasses, her eyes closed, that freckle on her cheek, her hair up in its pony tail and her baggy shirt that totally covers any feminine curves she would ever have. "You, you know… I'm going on vacation soon." I quickly get up and make my way to a tree, leaning my back against it just so she won't see my expression and I won't see hers. "My parents want to go to a cruise and they told me that I can skip the rest of class. I'm leaving in a few weeks though."
I watch her, hoping that she's not upset. You're so stupid, Trunks! "That's wonderful. I've never been on a cruise before." She turns to me and smiles a bit then goes back to her homework.
I breathe in slowly and exhale deeply. I brush my fingers through my hair and shake my head. What's going on Trunks? What's happening?
A/N: Thank you for being very patient and I'll try next time to have Chapter 13 a lot sooner than Chapter 12!!