You Again!
Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the DB series. There are original characters that I obviously have privileges to.
A/N: Here we are! Now you can find out who it is!!! Yay!
By now I should have posted my newest story. It's an A/U like all of my stories but it takes place in space. It supposedly packed with action but it might be angst…nah most likely it will end in a happy way.
The story:
The figure caught Bra before she fell to the ground.
"Bra! Bra wake up! Oh kami I have found you!"
Bra opened her eyes a bit and then closed them mumbling a little something, "I'm Lila…"
Pan came back from the forest and saw a man holding Bra. She had noticed Bra's ki dropping significantly but thought that she must have lowered it.
She dropped her bag and threw a ki blast at the person, sending him a few feet backwards.
She growled at him, "You! I'll kill you! Bastard!"
It was Trunks.
Trunks gaped at the woman trying to figure out who she was, and why she had treated him in such anger.
Forgetting her bag, Pan went to Bra and shook her lightly.
Trunks got up and walked towards them, "Get away from her!"
Pan turned to him and held Bra up, "You get away from me!"
Pan stood and threw another ki blast at Trunks. Trunks blocked it this time and Pan started to panic.
Pan quickly snapped back to herself and placed to fingers on her forehead and disappeared.
Trunks cursed at his misfortune. Although there was something about that woman that seemed so familiar, something about that woman sent a charge of electricity through his body.
His sister had changed a lot and it even took him awhile to recognize her. But was it even his sister? She had said that she was Lila.
He was going to get to the bottom of this either way...
Trunks was about to take off when he spotted the red bag on the grass. He walked towards it and picked it up. This was his key.
Pan had taken Bra back to their apartment and set her on the couch.
"Hey girl you okay?" Pan dabbed Bra's forehead with a small white towel.
Bra's eyes flickered open and she smiled, "Umm yeah.... I must have overworked myself this time...Heh I ever dreamt that I saw Trunks."
"Your eyes didn't deceive you this time, my friend. It was him and it's only a matter of time until he comes."
"Let him. Let him come. We have nothing to lose Pan!"
Pan shook her head and smiled, "Stay home tomorrow you have a high fever."
Bra nodded and snuggled up on the couch to sleep. Pan brought a small light blanket to cover her with so she wouldn't get cold but at the same time not let her fever rise.
She went to the kitchen and made some broth and sat on the floor next to Bra, sipping at the contents of the hot bowl.
She turned the bowl to warm her hands while she pondered...
Pondering into deep concentration.
It has been so long and now the time is near. Am I really ready to confront my friends and family? My mother and father? Am I ready to confront him? I know Bra is. I'm surprised she hasn't left me and went to return home. Eight years...have a really changed that much? Trunks didn't even notice me. Maybe I should play dumb if he comes around the apartment or the office. I'm not giving up without a fight; I've been through too much.
She turned the TV on seeing that it was around 6:30 pm and the news was coming up.
Making sure the volume wouldn't affect Bra she listened to the news reporter.
"...Yes there will be snow by tomorrow evening. There was yet another earthquake that hit the scales with 2.1. That concludes the weather sections now I will turn it over to Sindy Crecknut for what is going on around the large companies of the world," the man stopped talking and a blonde came up on the screen.
"Yes! Hi it's Sindy! Now the stock market thingy has gone up 3%. Although I don't see why anyone would buy this stuff," said the ditzy blonde.
This made Pan slightly angry as she placed the bowl into the kitchen sink.
How in the hell can they higher someone like this?
"...Well enough of those confusing charts. The most eligible bachelor and President of Capsule Corporation has come to LA to merge with Nakoti. The agreement was made today between Trunks Briefs and his Vice President and John Conner, President of Nakoti. A meeting has been established for tomorrow morning to just make the final agreements."
Pan stared at the screen dumbly, "Shit! He is going to die! Why the hell was I never informed about this?"
She grabbed for the portable phone on the wall and dialed a number. She waited a bit until someone answered, "John? Yeah it's Pan. How could you merge with Capsule Corporation? Oh…I see… I didn't see the papers on my desk. I just wish you would have personally consulted with me about this. I don't have a very well umm background with Mr. Trunks Briefs as you know. No, I did not sleep with him! Come on you know me well enough. Fine I'll be there at the meeting tomorrow, help me get through it. Yes goodnight and thank you."
Pan placed the phone down and sighed. She took a pillow that was next to Bra and screamed in it, out of frustration.
She stopped and took in a big breath then changed the channel and took a seat back down on the floor next to Bra. She smiled and watched a movie trying to forget about him for the moment.
Trunks opened the door to his hotel and set a massive box, with the bag on top of it, on the table.
A golden retriever came up to him and sat obediently in front of him, "Hey Shea, how's my friend been?"
Trunks bent down and ruffled the dog's ears. The dog went and sat on the couch as Trunks opened the giant box.
"Goten! I have food!"
Goten instantly appeared behind Trunks. Trunks turned around and almost dropped the smaller carton he was holding.
"Where?"
"AHHHH! Oh Kami! Goten don't ever do that again!"
Trunks shot a small ki blast at Goten to back him off. He put the box he hand down on the counter and took out more out of the box.
"I've got Chinese, Japanese, and Italian," Trunks smirked.
Goten licked his lips and took half the boxes and sat on the couch. Trunks took the other half and glared at Goten, "Who said they were for you, pig? Just don't get any stains on the couch."
"Why do you care? You eat as much as me and about the stains, you can pay for them to be cleaned."
Trunks ate a carton full of rice and noodles with chopsticks and talked with his mouth full, "Yough ready fo ta meeetaing tomorgow?"
Goten looked at him and shrugged, "What you talkin about?"
Trunks swallowed his food, "Are you ready for the meeting tomorrow?"
Goten nodded, "Why wouldn't I be?"
A few minutes passed and the men had devoured almost all the cartons by now. Trunks finished first and placed the empty cartons back into the bigger box.
"I met someone unexpected today," Trunks mumbled.
Goten finished next and placed his cartons back in the box too.
"Who?"
"I'll tell you later it isn't anyone that important, right now. Just concentrate on that meeting tomorrow. I don't want you to act like a goof."
Goten pointed at himself, "Me?"
Trunks shook his head, "No the dog. Of course you! You idiot!"
Goten got up and went to his room, "I'm going to play Game Cube."
"You do that."
Trunks took a capsule out and uncapsulized a laptop. He turned it on and sat on the couch, next to Shea.
Have to finish typing up my reports.
For about an hour Trunks constantly typed until he was finished. He let out a sigh of relief and scratched Shea's ears.
"See I'm done. Now to just send it to my mom so she can look it over..."
Trunks typed in a few things and the computer gave out a three beeps.
"You thirsty, boy?"
The dog wagged its tail and panted. Trunks put the laptop down and went to the kitchen with the dog right behind him. Trunks grabbed a bowl and filled it with water. He knelt down to give the dog the bowl and he noticed that he still hadn't checked the bag.
He placed the bowl down and the dog lapped the water up greedily. Trunks picked up the bag off the counter and went back to the couch.
He scattered the contents of the bag on to the coffee table in front of him.
Hmm a wallet, a few capsules that say clothing on them, a make-up kit, and a book.
Trunk opened the black leather wallet and found Pan's ID Card.
"Stella Matte, CFO of Nakoti Corporations, 24 years old, lives on Sunbird Road in the Northridge Apartments. Very interesting...the CFO of Nakoti..."
Trunks took out a small picture of Pan out of his own wallet and stared at it just remembering old times when she was still with him. She posed in the picture, smiling sweetly as Goten and Bra hung close to her. Her bandana was around her neck and she wore a loose blouse and shorts.
Then he placed down the picture next to the ID Card of Stella Matte and he was puzzled. There was a slight resemblance….....
He took his laptop once more and hooked it up to a scanner that he uncapsulized. He waited patiently as it scanned the two pictures. Both pictures appeared on the screen.
"Computer Match Faces," He spoke to the computer.
"Matching Faces...Please wait."
The two pictures came together and revealed the same person, Pan Son. Or Stella Matte. Trunks looked at the small piece of cloth, tied to the bag, which he over saw before.
Her bandana! She is here in LA!
Pan raced around the large apartment getting everything settled and ready. She came across Bra who was still on the couch looking at her.
"What?" She said agitated and annoyed.
"Nothing, but you should calm down."
"I'm late for the meeting! Capsule Corporation and Nakoti are merging and I have to be there."
"Oh...be careful. No doubt my brother will be there."
"Thanks for the advice, obvious one."
Pan grabbed her suitcase from the chair; "Okay, okay, I made breakfast and lunch for you and take the small yellow pills on the counter if you fever runs high. Stay inside and don't go anywhere. What do you need from the store?"
"Ice Cream, please."
Pan shook her head, "No I'll pick you up some aspirin instead. Uhh, how do I look?"
"Normal."
"Good. Okay I see ya later girl. Bye!"
But before Bra could respond the door closed and she was gone.
She is overworked. She sounded like my mother.... scary...She thinks I'm going to stay here? Ha!
Bra walked into the kitchen to see the table covered with eight empty soda cans.
"Ohhh so that was what was wrong with her..."
Bra started to clean the table off.
Pan had used Instant Transmission to get there on time, even though she knew that she shouldn't. She and Bra had come to a conclusion that they wouldn't use their powers unless it was an emergency or for training and this was definitely an emergency.
Pan straightened out her skirt and blouse and walked into the conference room. Apparently not everyone was there yet since there were still about five empty seats left.
A young man around his early 30's came up to Pan, "Miss Matte."
Pan smiled, "Mr. Conner."
The man smiled back at her, "Just to tell you, Stella, I think someone related to you is here..."
Both of their voices were low enough so no one around them could hear them, "Yes the name is Goten Son. Apparently he is Capsule Corps. Vice President."
Pan chuckled, "He's my uncle, John. Although I wonder how he would have gotten to be Vice President."
The doors opened once more and Trunks and Goten stepped in. John patted Pan's back to reassure her.
They made their way towards Trunks and Goten. Pan knew this wouldn't go well. She kept a smile on her face but her mind was racing with different plans of escape. He had seen her yesterday and he would know what she looked like today.
"Mr. Breifs and Mr. Son nice to see you again. We might have to start this meeting a little late because some of people haven't gotten here yet."
Trunks smirked, "I have nothing to do anyways, so it's quite alright."
"Oh this is my CFO of the Company, Stella Matte." Don't fidget. Stay calm. Aww shit, he knows, doesn't he? No no he doesn't.
He gave Pan a little push forward.
"How do you do, Mr. Breifs and Mr. Son?"
"Very well," Both replied. Trunks stared very intently on Pan, she started to get slightly nervous as she back away a bit.
John noticed this and cut in, "Well it seems the rest of the people have arrived so we may get started.
Trunks nodded and the meeting started.
Once the meeting ended everyone started to file out of the room. Many people hung around the coffee tables that were spread out. Pan and John had quickly gotten a bagel and left down the halls.
Trunks was the last one out of the room and he looked quickly for Pan. He knew that was her, there was absolutely no doubt. He looked around all the people but he couldn't find her or John Conner.
Pan and John walked down the hall towards Pan's office.
"It wasn't that bad."
"What do you mean it wasn't that bad?? It was horrible! He basically stared at me through the whole meeting."
"Well I tried my best to get his attention to me but kept on directing it back to you."
"He knows...He knows it is me."
John nodded, "I agree."
He opened the door for Pan and they sat down in her office. Pan sighed, "I'm a day early on my reports and contracts can I get half the day off? Bra is sick, she trained very hard yesterday."
"Of course you can."
"Thanks. You should really go out with Bra, she is free you know. Ha, she has also been telling me about how much she wants to change her name again, she doesn't want to keep it to Lila."
John shook his head and blushed, "No I'm kinda busy..."
"You have a girlfriend! Who is she? Do I know her?"
"Pushy...of course you do! Her name is Kimi she is kinda like my..."
"Secutary! Good job John."
"You aren't mad at me?"
"Why would I be? Yes I've known you for eight years and we have dated quite a bit, but we are very good friends."
John nodded in relief, "Good that's what I was hoping."
"Besides it is good for you to get out again, Mr. President."
The office door opened and closed and John and Pan looked to see who it was. Trunks had come in and carried a small red bag in his hand.
Pan just looked at the bag and tried not to panic. I'm a horrible liar…I think. John laid on the couch wanting to see what Pan was going to do now. Damn bastard you are, John.
"Hello Mr. Briefs."
"Hello Miss Matte. Umm John could you leave the room?"
John was about to get up and leave when Pan stopped him, "He could stay here."
"So be it, Pan."
Pan didn't flinch at her name but did when he tossed her bag back to her.
Trunks came up close to her, "I know it is you, Pan."
"Sir I'm not Pan! I've only lived with one name, Stella Matte." Try! Make it seem that he is wrong.
"Okay Stella but I have proof. You left your bag in the woods, yesterday."
John snickered knowing that this will be the end of it and Pan sent him a death glare that shut him up.
"You are Pan! This is your bandanna," Trunks took an orange cloth from his pocket and handed it to Pan.
"...and the only people that knew how to use Instant Transmission were, actually very few people other than the Son family."
Pan growled and Trunks touch her cheek with his hand, "...and you look like my beautiful Pan."
Pan backed away and snapped at him, "Don't touch me Trunks! Why do you have to interfere with everything?"
John was up making sure Trunks didn't do anything stupid, but was still enjoying the show.
Trunks turned to him, "I'm sorry for the confusion this may have caused you."
John shook his head, "No confusion at all. I've known who she was for about seven years."
Trunks looked surprised and Pan threw a ki blast at him, "Get out!"
John took a hold of Pan, "Pan calm down..."
"Its okay she has every right to be mad at me..."
They held eye contact with each other for a while until Pan came up to him and slapped him, "You don't know how long I wanted to do that."
John lifted an eyebrow, truly enjoying the most eligible bachelor getting knocked down a few levels.
Trunks admitted it did hurt, "I don't know maybe about 10 minutes."
Pan went to slap him again but he caught her hand and brought her very close to him.
"Pan, listen to me. I'm sorry for what I did."
Pan didn't look up at him, "Sorry is not enough. Do you think that if I forgave you I would still be here for eight years! I would have come back! I wanted to be back."
Pan looked up at him and he look back at her, "Please Pan...forgive me enough that we can be friends again..."
Pan shook her head and backed away, "Trunks...I have to finish my work so I can get home to Bra."
She went back to her desk and took out her briefcase.
"So that was Bra with you in the woods. She said she was Lila."
"She has been using that name for eight years," said John, smirking and wishing he had bought a camcorder.
Pan slammed her briefcase on her desk and glared at him. She was beyond annoyed at the both of them. He sat down next to John and crossed his arms just looking at her.
"What do you want, Trunks?"
for you to come back.
"I have nothing to do. So I'll just watch you do your work."
Pan rolled her eyes at him, "I wish you would just leave!!!"
She rapidly typed on the computer and signed various papers and after about five minutes Trunks spoke, "You are a good kisser..."
Pan looked up at him with a ferocious glare but it didn't help hide her blush, "Trunks Vegeta Briefs!!! You are absolutely ridiculous!"
Oh! I can't believe he is here! The nerve! Why isn't John doing anything?! OH great he is going to follow me home and meet Bra then all four of us are going back home...
After an hour passed Pan got out of her seat and paced a few files into her briefcase. Work was hard to do when you were concentrating on how to escape. She went over to the couch and realized that Trunks had been really quiet. There Trunks lay on the couch sleeping peacefully. John had left after Trunks's "ridiculous" joke and he walked in and looked at Trunks, "Did you bore him to death?"
"No he fell asleep and insisted that he stay here until I was done!" Pan poked John's chest, "And where were you!"
Pan looked at John's face where there was a smear of lipstick on his right cheek. John blushed and looked down.
"Never mind I don't want to know," she threw her hands up into the air.
John snickered and Pan glared at him, "What are you snickering about!"
Two arms grabbed Pan from behind and a voice breathed down her neck, "Boo."
Pan didn't even bother to turn her head but instead screamed," Trunks! Let me go!"
Pan couldn't escape his iron hold, "You've been snappy today, Pan!"
"I'll show you snappy, buster! I'll snap your goddamn neck in half!"
John cleared his throat, "Pan, Bra called and said that she wanted you over right now. She seemed terrified. Trunks, Goten said he'll be waiting in the lobby for you."
Pan was finally released and preceded to leave the office but when she came to John she stopped and whispered, "Play along."
"John come to my apartment later on, will you?"
John nodded and Pan pecked him on the cheek and left.
Trunks looked at John and growled lowly. John laughed a little, "Trunks, she is playing hard to get. Trust me I know her."
Trunks glared at him, "Humph how much do you know her?"
"She isn't virgin."
Trunks seemed if he was going to faint.
"I know you love her Trunks...it shows."
"It does?"
"Yeah I can help you get with her. As you can see she isn't very easy to impress. Especially since it is you. Although she has a thing for you too. She used to only talk about you, wait she still does."
John laughed and slapped Trunks on the back.
"Thanks John. Can you show me to Pan's apartment?"
"Yes although I don't see why she calls it an apartment it is only connected to one other house. Condo I think."
They walked down the halls when John brought something up, "Did you know she worked in a Stripper Bar with Bra for about six months? Bra worked there for a year and then became a model."
"You are full of interesting facts aren't you? You are a very handy friend indeed."
John looked at the man with a wry grin, "Now we are friends?"
Trunks gave him a light glare, "It is better to be on my good side, Mr. Conner."
Well well from here on I changed the plot a bit. It seemed to me (in my older version) that Pan too easily submitted. I'm going have to give her some more spunk! Am I right? Yup I'm right! Hehe Please Review.