Over the next couple of weeks nothing happpen there had been no more recent kidnapping. The trail went completely cold, as if the kinnapper had known they were on to him. Still they were patient and kept survalence up and hidden carmeras on at night just in case. Even though they hadden't rexaled yet on the job, off duty Pan was trying her best to help the lavender haired saiya-jin gain his memories, unfortunatly his progress was slow and he only regained small bits and pieces nothing big or meaning full except he remembered how to fly in one of their sparring matches.
Pan had less than three months now to get Trunks to regain a large portion of his past and family before the funeral took place, and she was getting alittle desperate worried that he would remember in time. Toran sensed this urgentcy about her and obligde to her help.
Spending more time with each other was an added bonus.
Toran followed Pan down the busy streets of downtown Sataan they'd just finished off most of the pizza at Jim's Jombo Pizza Pizzeria and he was now following Pan some where she said it was a surprise.
He kept up with her as best he could, but it was difficult. He could never get over how big the city seemed.
He didn't remember being in this city and after being in the mountains for so long it was fasinating, everybody was so busy and seemed to be in such a rush to go somewhere. Tall buildings the reached to the sky, cars and noise every where; that was starting to hurt his ears a little. He looked up in the distant skyline he could see a building, it looked so familiar, like a word on the tip of your tongue that you can't get out.
He slowed to look but Pan took his hand, and he forgot about it.
"Come on Toran! I promise I'll take you site seeing another time, but this is really important." she said pulling him along he smiled at her he didn't mind being pulled along behind her. Everything on her was nice including the siren like sway of her hypnotic hips. her hair was just as tempting he wanted to run his hands through it. He shook himself trying to focus on something besides Pan.
It didn't work.
She drives me crazy with out even relizeing it. I'd be in real trouble if she ever decided to put some thought in it.' he groan mentally.
The arrive at a small apartment complex takeing an elevator to the top floor she walked down the hall and stopped at door 507.
This must be hers.
He was proven correct as she took out her keys and unlock the door.
"Come on in, make you self at home. I'll be right back." she told him before scampering off.
It was a modest little place, the living and kitchen were in the same large room hhe'd stepped into only marked off by the difference in floors, tiles for the kitchen, carpet for the living room, which was ocupaided by a small couch and a loveseat and a fireplace. in the kitchen there was a table and a few chairs. He could see a the edge of the hall Pan had dissappeared down, figuring that was where her room was. He decided to sit down on the couch as he waited for her, as soon as he sat down he the phone began to ring. Once. Twice.
Toran debated over wheather or not he should answer it or let it ring, obviously Pan couldn't hear in the back. It wasn't really
After the six ring he decide to pick it up.
"Hello?"
"..."
"Hello? Is anybody there?"
"Who are you?" came a very angery, very male voice. Whoever it was hadn't been expecting anyone but Pan to answer, and they where mad about it. Vaguely Toran hoped it wasn't some jealous ex boyfriend
"And what are you doing in my daughter's apartment?" the voice demanded. Well that rules out the angry ex boyfriend theory. Instead he got the irate over protective father, even worse.
"Ahh.. I-"
"Where's Pan? If you've even touched a hair on her head, I swear I'll break your neck!!"
The blood in Toran's face drain quickly, the man sounded quite serious and from Pan he knew that her father could do that with out any trouble. Luckly Pan came back in the room, she saw his pale face and save him from her wrathful father. She took the phone from him,"Hello?"
"Dad! What did you say to him!!?.....That's not important....No...Yes Dad...
Toran watched her expression go from expression go from angery to shocked and then angery again there was a long pause.
"Hi mom, thanks....Yes....I'll be sure and tell him... Her face suddenly went bright red....MOTHER!! I'll talk to you later. And tell Goten to quit ease dropping!"
She put down the phone and took a deep breath to calm herself, her face still flushed.
"I am so sorry about that." she said apolgetically still embarressed.
He smiled and shook his head, "It's okay Pan." he said wrapping his arms around her waist bring her close. She rested her chin on his chest so she was looking up at him, a scowl set on her face,"No it's not I can't believe he actually threatened you like that."
"I can, if I had a beautiful daughter like you, I would be worried too."
Pan turned red suddenly and pulled away. "Let's sit this could take a while." What was that about? When they were situated on the couch he asked, "What did your mother say?" Pan turn bright red again, "She said hi and that she wants to meet you." He could tell she hadn't told him ever thing by her embaressed figeting.
"And?"
"And she said she dosen't mind if you stay here, she wants lots of grand babies but only after the wedding." Pan blurted out in a rush, he felt himself turn red as well
"That was...nice...I think." he chukled not knowing how to handle that one. Pan's parent were complete opposite on that subject her mother was practically giving him premission to... to... He fought off another blush. They hadn't even broached that subject yet, as attractive as Pan was, he wasn't about to rush her into anything. He loved her too much.
He coughed and cleared his throat, "So what's in the book?"
"It's a photo album." She said putting the large book on both their laps. They sat there for quiet some time she pointed out people names and places until she got tired. She rested her head comfortably on his shoulder and watched him flip through the book on his own.
"Any time your ready to see them I'll be right there with 100%"
He nodded. Pan had never forcfully insisted he visit his family, but recently it had become more urgent. It was bothering her at first he'd wondered why, but that phone call had just given him a jolt. Perhaps hiding thier growing relationship was what bothered her.
"Pan?"
"Hmm?"
"We'll go tommorow." She looked up at him and blinked suprised, eyes wide.
"Really?" He smiled for her, "Yes, really."
"What made you decide."
"You. You were right you know I shouldn't keep myself away just becuse I don't think I'm ready. I want to meet them.... But I don't want them to be sad, like you were sometimes...
"Me?"
"Yeah I hated that sadness about...whenever you smiled to cover it up...
You're not sad anymore you're back and we have new memories together. I entend to doo the same for my family."
He began flipping through the album.
These places and faces all of them seemed so familiar some more than others, like the building he saw earlier they were just out of his reach but he could feel them there. He got to the end of the book, fustrated, wondering why he even bothered everything was always just out of his reach. It seemed as though his memories would never come back so why try? He heard a small whimper from Pan as he shut the book. He looked down at her, she was fast asleep snuggled up against him. Her beautiful face calm and at peace. Toran smiled to himself, happy she trusted him like that. This is why I try, she's the reason I go on. If it weren't for you ... he kissed her forehead and smiled as she breathed his name. He put his head back on the couch. Yes, that was a good reason not to stop, for her sake he wouldn't.
She felt so at peace an content by Trunks' side. They sitting under the shade of a beautiful oak tree it was a magnificent day, no worries or cares, no case, just the two of them and a picinic basket.
He whispered sweet word in her ear as he began to pepper light kisses on her neck and shoulder. "I love you..." she told him quietly. He stopped his ministration and smiled up her, "Now I remember everything Panny."
"Really?" she answered happy for him.
"Yeah I do." he said standing up, pulling her up with him, "And now that I remember I want us to be friends." he told her still smiling.
"What?" She felt like he'd hadripped out her heart.
"Just friends, only friends, will still see each other around. I'll even invite you to my wedding." he said good naturedly even as tears streamed down her face.
"Your a nice girl Pan, but now that I remember Marron I can't love you anymore because I'm still in love with her."
Her lips wouldn't move, she couldn't speak, couldn't move only her tears moved.
She watched as Marron jogged up to them.
"Trunks! There you are! I've been waiting for you." the blond said smileing at him lovingly, before they shared a passionate kiss.
They stopped, an Marron turned to her, "Thank you Pan for restoring his memories, I'll take good care of him for you." They began to leave Pan wanted to stop them to chase them but she was rooted to the ground "Good bye Pan, make sure you come by and see our wedding." The blonde waved back at her cheerfully.
"Thanks Pan, see you later!" Trunks waved, and she could only watch as she as they walked off into the distance hand in hand as blissfull as she had been moments ago. The birds still twitered happily and the smell of flowers still came on a gentle breeze. But it didn't reaach her only emptyness.
She felt numb and pain at the same time. She fell to her knees sobbing, clutching the ground in her hand trying to stop the pain. He had left her again.... Alone. All alone again.
Toran awakened to darkness around him and a dampness on his chest. He look around, "Where? Oh yeah."
Remembering where he was looked down to see what was the cause of his sudden awakening. It was Pan, she was still asleep but tears were streaming down her face, one hand gripped his shirt ferciously. She must be dreaming... His heart ached to she her like that, so sad. He'd hated it when ever she was sad, ironic though since he seemed to always be the source. Like when they first met, he'd never seen her cry since, not even when they fought til they were all busted and brused up she didn't cry.
He nudged her, gently wiping her tears away, caressing her face
"Panny wake up, wake up Panny I can't stand to see you cry." He murrmered kissing her cheeks, wondering what could make his strong Panny cry in her sleep
"Come on Panny show me those pretty brown eyes of yours." she whimper slightly as she awoke.
"T-Trunks?"
"I'm right here." he soothed rubbing her back, letting her calm down abit first.
"Panny tell me what happened." She was relucutant at first but with some coaxing she opened up.
"You got your memories back." He blinked in the darkness, didn't expect that one.
"And wanted us to be friends. Just friends. I dreamed you left me again but this time for- she started crying slightly again.
"Panny I'm not going to leave you, if getting them back means losing you then I won't-
"No!" she interrupted him vehemently, "Your family deserves to have you back more than anything the world and your friends too. They're loseing hope Trunks. They're even planning to have your funeral! It' be selfish of me to keep you to myself just because I might not be happy in the end. No. Not to them. Not to you." She said fercily the finallity in her voice absolte.
She would do that? She would risk her own happyness for the sake of others? For his own? Admiration for her determination and selflessness swelled. Once again he was the suorce of her sadness, he wanted to, needed to make her happy.
"Panny nothing will change the way I feel about you. I care too much about you Panny and I won't leave you." he admitted.
I love you, so much .
"Do you mean that?"
"Yes!"
"You had better," she warned threatening, but he could hear the smile in her voice, "Cause I care about you too." He could feel himself grinning in the darkness like a cheshire cat, it was an unexplainable feeling kin to giddyness.
"Would you quit grinning over there and kiss me already?"
Pan demanded, one simple request, one he was happy to oblige over and over and over...He loved the her small frame felt against his, the way she playful nibbled ears. He shiver feeling her hands sliding up his shirt. Every thing she did made him burn more deeply for her.
And the worst part of she was complete oblivious to most of it. It sacred him sometimes how she could affect him in such away, even if she was doing something small like reading a book, giving her case report or kissing him.
Even now the the slightest of moans being emitted from her, made him desire her even more bring himself to the edge of his self control. The feel of her soft chest pressing on him was driving nuts.
He felt her move, swinging a leg over his lap, pulling him closer.
"Pan..." he could finish the protest he'd been about to make, they should stop, now. But...It was so hard to consentrate... very hard...
"Yes..." she half answered languidly. Her hands were like sweet torture; everywhere at once.
"I....We...have to- He was interuppted again by another passionate kiss. He caress her face before sliding his hands down to her waist feel her musclar stomach, he felt her shake for moment. He puased thinking she was crying again, but then smirked when he relized Pan was quite ticklish. It was enough to break to the moment if only for a minute.
"Pan we need to stop now." he said sternly resting his forehead on hers.
"I know." was her breathless reply. He needed to get some distance between them, she was too close, almost straddling him; he was already restraining himself as it was.
"So do you want to stay here or go to my room?" she purred innocently.
"Tempting. I wouldn't be able to keep my hand off you."
"Who said I wanted you to?"
"Panny." he half whined, half groaned in the darkness trying to get those thoughts out of his head. 'Minx,' his minx, but a minx none the less.
"Ok ok, get some rest. Do you need a blanket or a pillow or anything?"
"No, aren't I hot enough?" She smacked him lightly on the arm, "Ha ha very funny, mister. Goodnight Toran." He felt the absense of bodyheat as she moved away, leaving him alone in the room.
"Good night Panny"
Pan snuggled deeper into her cover, irratated by some noises coming from the kitched. She was haveing the most lovely dream...but the smell of food called to her something no saiya-jin can resist. Pan streched and yanwed sitting up in bed. Probably mom cooking breakfast... she thought sleepyly rolling out of bed heading straight to the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face.
As she finished her daily morning ritual she looked at the ripped curtian in her shower, 'I really need to fix that. Wait this is my place who's-'
The memory of last night came back to her now wide awake self; Pan smiled happy at the thought of him, Trunks. Then she frowned slighty, and she had also lost control of herself, ' I can't do that again, if he hadn't stopped us there's no tell what the consecuense may have been.' Pan would have liked to stay in her room and think a bit more but the smell of food was too mouthwatering; her stomach growled loudly in agreement.
Tip-toeing into the kitchen as quietly as she could, she grinned at the sight.
Toran was preparing a meal fit for a king or two saiya-jin. She didn't know what he had made but what ever it was smell delious. He looked so serious like he did when sparring; a look of full concentration on his handsome face the entire time as he diligently set the table and served the food.
"I hope she'll like it..." Toran said to himself with a hopeful smile
"Oh I bet I will, It smells wonderful!" He nearly jumped his blues wide, a hint of red spreding across the bridge of his nose.
"Panny! How long have you been there!?" She smiled not answering the question,"I didn't know you could cook."
He shrugged, not really knowing what to say; he pulled out a chair for her and pushing her in,"It was part of my training. I think my sensei was tring to prevent me and Matsuri from fighting."
"Did it work?"
"Yes and no, we never fight, but we always compete with each other."
Her took a bite of her food, "Toran this is delious!! What is it?"
He beamed with pride, "I'm glad you like it, it's a secret recipie." he said proudly, seeing her wolf down the rest of what was on her plate and move for seconds, "Hey slow down! I want some too!!"
"Come on, slow poke."
"Slow poke!? I'll show you slow next time we spar!" he huffed indignantly, as he too began to chow down.
After breakfast, they began talking been talking about the current situation with the dissappearances, which had been nothing for quite some time now, it made Pan edgy thinking about it. Somthing should have hapened by now. She had the feeling somthing bad would happen.
"It doesn't feel right."
"It doesn't?"
"No. I feel like I should be doing something too."
"Well, there isn't much you can do, Panny. Not until the kidnapper strikes again."
"It's still too quiet."
"I like your pj's Panny." Trunks commented out of the blue, while running his fingers through her hair. She blushed, she was in her extra large t-shirt with cute puffy cloud all over and some shorts covered with fluffy bunnies. They were sitting on the couch (again, oh my). Pan was leaning against him, his arms wrapped around her, thier feet intertwined, rubbing agaist the other's. ( that really is a nice feeling ) "It's cute." he chukled, "You don't strike me as the type to wear 'cute' stuff to bed."
"Is that so..." she answerd partly, haveing his hand in her hair was so relaxing, he felt like a big teddy bear...She liked it when he got shy, he was so hot when he wasn't thinking bout being shy, but that shyness made him completely irresistable. Unfortunatly Toran didn't know that.
"What type do you think I am?"
He shrugged "Nothing... I'm mean not-not...
"Naughty." she grinned twisting his words. He turned red a shook his head.
"I didn't mean it like that ... " he blushed and chukled nervously. He didn't miss the triumphant little smile Pan had barely concealed. That little minx! She did that on purpose! He pouted thinking of ways to some how get her back. He smirked to himself... that balconey didn't look too big. They would have to stand quiet close...
Down stairs
Marron felt bad for not coming to see Pan earlier. Unfortunatly her daughter Nueces had come down with a really bad flu case, and had to be taken to the hospital. Marron hadn't even called to tell her she wasn't coming or apolgized afterwards; it had completely slipped her mind get Nueces to recoperated and all.
So, Marron decided to surprise Pan.
She was even bearing tokens of apologise, Pan's favorite chocolates!
Marron smiled to her herself on the elevator ride up, 'I can't wait to see the look on her face, that girls been so depressed since, Trunks left...' The smile on her face faded a bit, it hurt to remember him, her first love. Make no mistake Marron was happy with her life now, with her daughter, and wonderful caring husband. But even now five going on six years after Trunks mysterious departure, the scars were still healing.
Marron snapped out of her thoughts as the elevator signaled her stop.
'Let's see...501...503...505.... here we are apartment 507.'
Marron striaghtened her ankle lenght baby blue sun dress and raised her hand to knock. 'Wait even better if I surprised her.... Marron thought grinning to herself she remembered Pan always kept a sparekey under her doormat.
"Hey! Panny guess who?" She called cheerfully. No answer only silence....
'Maybe she's not here...but it noon on a Saturday and Pan loves to sleep in on weekends. Oh well, I'll stop by later. Hey what's that?'
A slight movement caught her eye. Her friend was actually kissing a guy out on her balcony, he looked familiar... but Marron could only see his back then the turned ever so slightly. Marrons blue eyes widen, shocked.
Pan was here alright. And she definatly wasn't depressed about Trunks. Not when her ex fiance was pressed up again her like that and not when they were making out like teenagers.
"I-...Trunks how could you?"