Broken Promises
Disclaimer: Do I really look like a guy? *_~
Chapter Two: Surprises
'Two weeks.' Pan thought, as she twiddled the pencil in her fingers. 'I haven't seen Trunks in two weeks. I thought I got over him. Could I still l..'
"Ms. Son!"
Her head snapped up. Would you care to explain the molecular structure of a molecule?"
She stared bordly into space. She answered in a monotone voice, "Molecules are made of atoms, and atoms are made of electrons, neutrons, and protons. What else is there to know?"
"MS. SON!! How dare you talk to me that way? Take that back or you can pack your bags, and go back to your dorm!"
Pan picked up her books, and placed them coolly in her bag. She stood up swiftly, and walked down the steps. "Good bye then."
"AND DON'T COME BACK TILL YOU GET A HOLD OF YOUR TONGUE!!!!!" The Professor called after her.
She walked down the halls, and the spiral stair case. One week in the University of Tokyo and she had gotten yelled at, and kicked out of lecture hall. 'Trunks you fucking bastard. You've turned me into shit!'
Her hair was in a pony tail. It was growing long, having Goku's genes. It rested in the middle of her back. She passed a few guys, who whistled as she passed. She rolled her eyes. They were cute, but none as hot as Trunks. She wore a tight blue belly top that said, "Flirt" in white letters, and beige low riding khaki pants.
She walked out the doors, and across the campus. Slowly making her way to an oak tree that stood facing the pond, she jumped up into a branch. Alone. She felt so alone. Her only friends were Bra and Wesley at the moment. But Bra was in the U.S going to Harvard School of Law, and Wesley was in Canada studying Med, at Mc Master.
She stared at the water, and tears welled up in her eyes. She rolled them upwards to keep the tears at bay. 'Why am I always alone? What did I do to deserve this?' She clutched her pants tightly. 'I won't cry. I'm a saiyan, and I have my pride. What would Vegita say?'
She smiled. Vegita! The answer to her problems. A good spar was what she needed. She could easily fly to Capsule Corp., and as for Trunks, well he could go to Hell for all she cared. Sides, he was at work. And if he wasn't, he was with Marron.
She hopped down from her perch atop the tree, and with a powerful surge of energy, she blasted off full speed towards Capsule Corp. She sighed as she let the wind blow through her hair. It was good to feel free again. Free, and nothing to worry about. She closed her eyes, but as she did, a picture of the lavender haired Prince popped up.
She opened up her eyes, and sneered angrily. But her face softened into a look of pain, and sorrow. How she missed the day when they would hang out, and spar. Not a secret that the other didn't know. But then, then, he had to go and decide to marry that ditzy blonde Marron. Most blondes were nice, but Marron was bad news.
She landed on the Capsule Corp. lawn, before heading round back to the gravity chamber. She opened the door, and the power shut off automatically. She closed the door, and walked over to the middle of the room, setting the gravity to 200 time gravity. Her knees buckled at first, but then she regained her composure.
She turned around expecting an attack, but there was none. The room was empty! 'But, Vegita's always here.' She thought.
There was laughter from the house. She walked out, and went in the back patio door. She froze at the sight she saw. Everyone stopped, and turned to her. She swallowed, and she began to shake in anger.
"A party." She spat. "I'm gone, working my ass off to make you all proud, and you throw a fringing party! Behind my back EVEN! Damit! As if it wasn't enough that I didn't know that Trunks and Marron were a couple, you go and deceive me again!"
"Pan, calm down," says a familiar voice.
Her head snapped to the left, and her eyes widened. "Bra?" she whispered. "You knew to?"
She slapped a hand over her mouth, as she remembered that she was supposedly in U.S. "Pan, I…"
"FUCK YOU ALL!!!!!!" Pan screamed, and walked out of the room. Bursting with energy. Her ki higher than anyone had known she was capable of. She was on the brink of Super Saiyan.
She slammed the patio door closed, and the glass shattered. She stomped into the gravity room, and disappeared from everyone's sight.
"I told you to tell her. Now she'll think of you as the pathetic excuse for fighters like you really are." Vegita sneered, and stomped out to join Pan in a spar.
Trunks pushed his way through the crowd. Though he'd never admit it, he missed Pan's friendship. Things were getting rough. Now, all hopes of getting back her friendship were gone.
He started out of the room, and followed his father hoping to clear things up with Pan. But Marron stopped him.
"Trunks-kun, leave the bit.. I mean girl alone. She just needs some time to cool off." She laid a hand on Trunk's chest, and smiled up at him seductively.
Trunks sighed, and ran a hand through his hair. Bra stared after her best friend. 'I can't believe I just lost our friendship.' Her eyes were wide, and watery. 'She trusted me, and I went behind her back. But what did she mean she didn't know about the relation ship? Marron was supposed to tell her.'
Bra turned to Marron. "Hey Marron. When did you tell Pan that you and Trunks were a couple?"
Marron swallowed. "Whoops. I guessed it slipped my mind." She said in a sugar coated voice.
Bra's eyes narrowed. "Pan's right. You are a fucking whore." With that, Bra slapped her, and stomped up the stares, making her way to her room.
Bulma sat on the couch dumbfounded. Pan was like a daughter to her. She looked over to Videl, and Gohan. They were her parents, and they held back on her. Now, she might never talk to them again. And Goten was her uncle. Like a brother. He was staring shocked at the gravity chamber.
Bulma held her head in her hands, as a thought came to her. 'Come to think of it, Marron was supposed to invite Pan. And the party was her idea. But she would never do that. Would she?'
***Pan***
Pan growled, and kicked Vegita into the wall behind him. Vegita got up, and dodged a ki blast just in time. She was furious. He knew it. And who knew what a saiyan girl could do in her anger. Even a quarter saiyan. Pan's attitude, pride, and dedication to fighting made up for her lack of blood.
He threw a punch. And as his fist made contact with her face, he caught the ending of her sentence. "Damn worthless people."
She picked herself up, and once again charged at Vegita. Literally seeing red. Her eyes were flashing turquoise, and back to the onyx color they were. She stopped suddenly, and Vegita followed suit.
"When you going to tell 'em?" he asked, as he crossed his arms.
She slumped against the wall. "I don't know. Should I even tell them? After all they've done? I mean, they're not even…."
"A family isn't made up of a bloodline; it's made up of love. I've learned that. And about my brat, make him see straight. I know you can." With that, Vegita left.
Pan sighed. She spoke quietly to herself. "How do I make him see straight, if he doesn't want to? What does he mean bloodline doesn't matter? He's always saying how important it is." She rested her head on her knees. Vegita was annoying when he spoke in riddles.
The G.R. (gravity room) door opened. Bra poked her head inside.
"Pan?" she said quietly.
"What?" Pan snapped back.
"I, just wanted to say, I didn't know. I thought Marron told you. She said she…."
"Oh," Pan interrupted. "And you didn't find it suspicious when I didn't call to ask what type of party it was?"
"She said she told you all that crap."
Pan smiled, and got up. "I know. I'm sorry I acted rather crude back there."
Bra shook her head. "You've every right to be."
"Bra, I've got to tell you something."
"Yes?"
"Marron, well, you've got to split Marron, and Trunks up."
"But why? I mean, sure I'd rather you as my sister, but……"
"Is he in love with her?"
"Of course he loves her."
"No. Is he IN love with her?"
"Why?"
Pan hesitated. 'Should I tell her the truth?' "Because……
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Ya! Done. Sorry I haven't updated in like forever, but like in school, we're writing stories, so like ya. Any who, next chap won't be out for a while, oh, and Pan's secret isn't that she loves Trunks. Bra already knows that. Oh, tell me if you think it should be a happy ending, or a sad one, because I can't decide. I'm thinking sad. What do you think?
Thanks to all the following people, and to those of you whom reviewed after I posted this:
Jester 1979
Cute!
sadasd
Geminidragon
Pan31
FlamezofDoom
Tee23
Anime no Megami
bunny
ladybugg
Amy85
Honerable mention to Jester1979 who added me to their favourite authors list. I'm honered.
Now, as for 'ME' your attempt to flame my fic was a really pathetic one. When I read it, I laughed like hell. I still chuckle thinking about it. I'm leaving it up, so that others can laugh at your pathetic attempt. A word of advice to you, if you're going to flame me, make it a flame worth reading. Alright, with that said, see y'all next time homes!
Disclaimer: Do I really look like a guy? *_~
Chapter Two: Surprises
'Two weeks.' Pan thought, as she twiddled the pencil in her fingers. 'I haven't seen Trunks in two weeks. I thought I got over him. Could I still l..'
"Ms. Son!"
Her head snapped up. Would you care to explain the molecular structure of a molecule?"
She stared bordly into space. She answered in a monotone voice, "Molecules are made of atoms, and atoms are made of electrons, neutrons, and protons. What else is there to know?"
"MS. SON!! How dare you talk to me that way? Take that back or you can pack your bags, and go back to your dorm!"
Pan picked up her books, and placed them coolly in her bag. She stood up swiftly, and walked down the steps. "Good bye then."
"AND DON'T COME BACK TILL YOU GET A HOLD OF YOUR TONGUE!!!!!" The Professor called after her.
She walked down the halls, and the spiral stair case. One week in the University of Tokyo and she had gotten yelled at, and kicked out of lecture hall. 'Trunks you fucking bastard. You've turned me into shit!'
Her hair was in a pony tail. It was growing long, having Goku's genes. It rested in the middle of her back. She passed a few guys, who whistled as she passed. She rolled her eyes. They were cute, but none as hot as Trunks. She wore a tight blue belly top that said, "Flirt" in white letters, and beige low riding khaki pants.
She walked out the doors, and across the campus. Slowly making her way to an oak tree that stood facing the pond, she jumped up into a branch. Alone. She felt so alone. Her only friends were Bra and Wesley at the moment. But Bra was in the U.S going to Harvard School of Law, and Wesley was in Canada studying Med, at Mc Master.
She stared at the water, and tears welled up in her eyes. She rolled them upwards to keep the tears at bay. 'Why am I always alone? What did I do to deserve this?' She clutched her pants tightly. 'I won't cry. I'm a saiyan, and I have my pride. What would Vegita say?'
She smiled. Vegita! The answer to her problems. A good spar was what she needed. She could easily fly to Capsule Corp., and as for Trunks, well he could go to Hell for all she cared. Sides, he was at work. And if he wasn't, he was with Marron.
She hopped down from her perch atop the tree, and with a powerful surge of energy, she blasted off full speed towards Capsule Corp. She sighed as she let the wind blow through her hair. It was good to feel free again. Free, and nothing to worry about. She closed her eyes, but as she did, a picture of the lavender haired Prince popped up.
She opened up her eyes, and sneered angrily. But her face softened into a look of pain, and sorrow. How she missed the day when they would hang out, and spar. Not a secret that the other didn't know. But then, then, he had to go and decide to marry that ditzy blonde Marron. Most blondes were nice, but Marron was bad news.
She landed on the Capsule Corp. lawn, before heading round back to the gravity chamber. She opened the door, and the power shut off automatically. She closed the door, and walked over to the middle of the room, setting the gravity to 200 time gravity. Her knees buckled at first, but then she regained her composure.
She turned around expecting an attack, but there was none. The room was empty! 'But, Vegita's always here.' She thought.
There was laughter from the house. She walked out, and went in the back patio door. She froze at the sight she saw. Everyone stopped, and turned to her. She swallowed, and she began to shake in anger.
"A party." She spat. "I'm gone, working my ass off to make you all proud, and you throw a fringing party! Behind my back EVEN! Damit! As if it wasn't enough that I didn't know that Trunks and Marron were a couple, you go and deceive me again!"
"Pan, calm down," says a familiar voice.
Her head snapped to the left, and her eyes widened. "Bra?" she whispered. "You knew to?"
She slapped a hand over her mouth, as she remembered that she was supposedly in U.S. "Pan, I…"
"FUCK YOU ALL!!!!!!" Pan screamed, and walked out of the room. Bursting with energy. Her ki higher than anyone had known she was capable of. She was on the brink of Super Saiyan.
She slammed the patio door closed, and the glass shattered. She stomped into the gravity room, and disappeared from everyone's sight.
"I told you to tell her. Now she'll think of you as the pathetic excuse for fighters like you really are." Vegita sneered, and stomped out to join Pan in a spar.
Trunks pushed his way through the crowd. Though he'd never admit it, he missed Pan's friendship. Things were getting rough. Now, all hopes of getting back her friendship were gone.
He started out of the room, and followed his father hoping to clear things up with Pan. But Marron stopped him.
"Trunks-kun, leave the bit.. I mean girl alone. She just needs some time to cool off." She laid a hand on Trunk's chest, and smiled up at him seductively.
Trunks sighed, and ran a hand through his hair. Bra stared after her best friend. 'I can't believe I just lost our friendship.' Her eyes were wide, and watery. 'She trusted me, and I went behind her back. But what did she mean she didn't know about the relation ship? Marron was supposed to tell her.'
Bra turned to Marron. "Hey Marron. When did you tell Pan that you and Trunks were a couple?"
Marron swallowed. "Whoops. I guessed it slipped my mind." She said in a sugar coated voice.
Bra's eyes narrowed. "Pan's right. You are a fucking whore." With that, Bra slapped her, and stomped up the stares, making her way to her room.
Bulma sat on the couch dumbfounded. Pan was like a daughter to her. She looked over to Videl, and Gohan. They were her parents, and they held back on her. Now, she might never talk to them again. And Goten was her uncle. Like a brother. He was staring shocked at the gravity chamber.
Bulma held her head in her hands, as a thought came to her. 'Come to think of it, Marron was supposed to invite Pan. And the party was her idea. But she would never do that. Would she?'
***Pan***
Pan growled, and kicked Vegita into the wall behind him. Vegita got up, and dodged a ki blast just in time. She was furious. He knew it. And who knew what a saiyan girl could do in her anger. Even a quarter saiyan. Pan's attitude, pride, and dedication to fighting made up for her lack of blood.
He threw a punch. And as his fist made contact with her face, he caught the ending of her sentence. "Damn worthless people."
She picked herself up, and once again charged at Vegita. Literally seeing red. Her eyes were flashing turquoise, and back to the onyx color they were. She stopped suddenly, and Vegita followed suit.
"When you going to tell 'em?" he asked, as he crossed his arms.
She slumped against the wall. "I don't know. Should I even tell them? After all they've done? I mean, they're not even…."
"A family isn't made up of a bloodline; it's made up of love. I've learned that. And about my brat, make him see straight. I know you can." With that, Vegita left.
Pan sighed. She spoke quietly to herself. "How do I make him see straight, if he doesn't want to? What does he mean bloodline doesn't matter? He's always saying how important it is." She rested her head on her knees. Vegita was annoying when he spoke in riddles.
The G.R. (gravity room) door opened. Bra poked her head inside.
"Pan?" she said quietly.
"What?" Pan snapped back.
"I, just wanted to say, I didn't know. I thought Marron told you. She said she…."
"Oh," Pan interrupted. "And you didn't find it suspicious when I didn't call to ask what type of party it was?"
"She said she told you all that crap."
Pan smiled, and got up. "I know. I'm sorry I acted rather crude back there."
Bra shook her head. "You've every right to be."
"Bra, I've got to tell you something."
"Yes?"
"Marron, well, you've got to split Marron, and Trunks up."
"But why? I mean, sure I'd rather you as my sister, but……"
"Is he in love with her?"
"Of course he loves her."
"No. Is he IN love with her?"
"Why?"
Pan hesitated. 'Should I tell her the truth?' "Because……
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Ya! Done. Sorry I haven't updated in like forever, but like in school, we're writing stories, so like ya. Any who, next chap won't be out for a while, oh, and Pan's secret isn't that she loves Trunks. Bra already knows that. Oh, tell me if you think it should be a happy ending, or a sad one, because I can't decide. I'm thinking sad. What do you think?
Thanks to all the following people, and to those of you whom reviewed after I posted this:
Jester 1979
Cute!
sadasd
Geminidragon
Pan31
FlamezofDoom
Tee23
Anime no Megami
bunny
ladybugg
Amy85
Honerable mention to Jester1979 who added me to their favourite authors list. I'm honered.
Now, as for 'ME' your attempt to flame my fic was a really pathetic one. When I read it, I laughed like hell. I still chuckle thinking about it. I'm leaving it up, so that others can laugh at your pathetic attempt. A word of advice to you, if you're going to flame me, make it a flame worth reading. Alright, with that said, see y'all next time homes!