Thank you so much for reviewing, everyone! It really encouraged me to
continue on with this little story I have going here. I hope you like this
chapter! The last one was really tough to write, that's why it took so
long to post.
Disclaimer: I own nothing *excepting Minoru*, though I wish I did!
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*Two days later*
The hospital room was a sad sight. Trunks sat beside the bed, holding Pan's hand. His face looked haggard, like he hadn't shaved in days. His clear blue eyes were surrounded by red, obvious signs that he had been crying. His head was bowed over Pan's hand, his longish lavender hair covering his eyes.
Pan also looked awful. Her long, ebony hair was tangled and greasy. Her eyes were closed, as they had been for two days. She was thinner than Trunks had ever seen her and it pained him to look at her. He understood why she had attempted what she had, but that didn't make it hurt any less. Pan had put herself through so much just to protect himself and his mother, and just the knowledge that it was partly his fault that she was in this position rattled him. He cared quite a bit about Pan, and knowing that she had forced herself to do something to this measure had forced him to face those feelings.
~I honestly didn't know I felt so strongly for her...~ thought Trunks, bending over Pan's hand to hide his tears. ~If I would cry for her, it has to be strong...~ Trunks dropped her hand next to her form on the bed. He no longer tried to hide his tears as he watched her small body and firm chest raise and drop slowly, painfully as she fought to continue life.
~Just the thought of her doing what she did...it makes me feel like shit! I can't believe I let this happen! It's all my fault!~ Trunks pushed back his hair and covered his face with his hands. He couldn't hold back any longer the sobs that had been threatening for two days. As the sobs shook his body, Trunks could see visions of what had happened to Pan. It replayed over and over in his mind. He tried to come to grips with it, but it just kept overwhelming him.
~It's all my fault! I let her go away with Uub! I let him touch her! I couldn't find her fast enough! If she had just called out for me, I would have found her in a heartbeat! She didn't, and it took me too long to find her!~ As Trunks' sobs subsided, he began to think more clearly.
~Though it's still my fault, it's over and done with now. All I can do is hope that she survives...If she does, I'll never let her be hurt again!~ Trunks jumped to his feat.
"I swear it to you, Pan! I'll never let you be hurt again!" Trunks yelled out loud, falling to his knees beside her bed. "I swear I'll protect you with every inch of my soul, Panny. I lo..." Trunks whispered, stopping himself as he started to express his feelings.
~WHERE DID THAT COME FROM?~ he thought frantically. ~She's four years younger than me, like a little sister to me, totally gorgeous, absolutely perfect...NO! She's a little sister, and I can't think of her in any other way! I know it would scare her to death after what just happened! Even if I thought I was right, that what I'm thinking it true, I would keep it to myself. I have no right to push such feelings on her after the trauma she just went through. I have no right! I have no right to feel this way or to love her! OH GOD! There I go thinking it again! I need to stop! I have to stop! I don't want to stop...~ Trunks stood up and sat back in his chair, pulling it even closer to her bedside. She rolled over to face him and smiled in her coma. That small smile brought tears once again in Trunks' eyes. He let himself have just a few seconds of no self-control and leaned over Pan's coma tic form and kissed her gently on the lips.
He leaned away and observed her face. Her nose was much more prominent than it had been two days ago. It was not normal for someone to lose this much weight this quickly, the doctor had said, so it had to have come from something traumatic. Neither Trunks nor Bulma had wanted to discuss what had happened with the doctor, so they had both lied and said they had no idea what could have happened. The doctor had been concerned, but he had given up. Even the doctor had noticed how much more drawn Pan's face was, and as Trunks sat watching it, he noticed little differences as well. Her lips were thinner and her cheekbones were very noticeable. In a matter of two days she looked like she had lost enough weight to be starving herself for two weeks.
~Why did you think we wouldn't accept you anymore, Pan? Mom and I both care for you so much. We would accept you and maybe even love you more for this. I know I don't show it too often, but still. ~ Pan rolled away from him, pulling her hand from his grasp. He looked at his hands for a few seconds, then once again covered his face in despair.
~What if you don't make it through, Pan? I'll never get another chance to prove to you that I care about you! I've treated you so awfully sometimes.~
*Flashback*
"It wasn't my idea to put her in the room that connects to mine," Trunks grumbled, thinking that it would have been easier if this girl had never arrived. He voiced that opinion. As he did so, he turned to storm out of the room, but he found a certain petite Saiyan in an overly large sundress blocking the way.
"I'm sorry I'm such a bother to you, but you must remember, parent- killer, that you are the reason I'm here. If you think I'm such a bother I'll just go now. Thank you Bulma for your hospitality, and I'll be going now," said Pan, and turned and ran away.
*End Flashback*
*Flashback*
Slapping Pan across the face, Trunks said, "What the hell is wrong with you? I'm going to knock that pissy attitiude right out of you if you don't listen to me. All we've ever done to you is treat you like a part of the family. Where the hell do you get off treating my mother like a piece of shit and then storming up here and giving me attitude too? I don't know what it was like at your house, but that's sure as hell not how we treat people around here!"
*End Flashback*
~I can't believe I did those things. I would never have done those if I'd known that this would happen! I know, these were a long time ago, but honestly I still feel bad for them. I've never been anything but an ass to you, Pan!~ Once again Trunks stood up and walked over to the other side of her bed so he could look at her face.
"I've never done anything but be awful to you, Pan, and for that I am very sorry. I swear that if. no when you wake up again I'll show you how much I love you."
~NO! THERE I GO AGAIN! Aw, screw it, it's not like she can hear me anyways.~ Trunks set his face and began again.
"Yes, Pan, I do love you, but that will be my little secret. I would never, ever force you into anything you aren't interested in. I'll love you forever, and the love that I have for you is so strong that you'll probably never believe it, but it's also strong enough that I'll never tell you. I know you'd never accept me as a boyfriend, or anything more than a brother, so I'll just leave you alone. I'll protect you as a big brother, and finally let my feelings as a brother for you show so you know, but I'll never confess my real love. This should get it out of my system, this little spree, but know for absolute sure that you will be loved if you come out of that coma. You're loved already, but I will make it so obvious to you that you can't miss it. Please, Pan, I'm begging you, come out of that coma. Let me have a chance to show you my love. I don't want you to die not knowing about my love for you! Please. come out of it! You can do it, you're strong, I know you are! I've had to spar against you! I know you're strong and that you can handle this, so just fight your way out of it! Please."
Trunks finally finished with his speech just in time. Bulma walked in seconds after he had uttered his final plea.
"Trunks?" asked Bulma, appalled at the sight of her son on his knees crying his eyes out. She looked at the situation and it dawned on her that maybe there was something more between Trunks and Pan then she had thought. "Honey, what's wrong?"
"I'm okay, Mom. Just kind of rattled by this whole situation, that's all. What did the doctors have to say?" Trunks stood up and pulled up a chair for Bulma, going around the bed to sit in his forgotten chair.
"Well, they said basically in a thousand words that we just have to wait it out. Pan had severe head trauma and right now she's very much alive, just. away. from her body. The only way that she will die is if we pull the plug. That's our decision." Bulma looked at her son, knowing by the horrified look on his face that that would never be an option.
"I'll wait for her forever, Mom! There's no way I could kill Pan. and I would feel like that's what I'm doing! Pulling the plug is like a death sentence.I'd never do that to Pan!" Trunks was on his feet declaring this. Bulma rushed to her feet and threw her arms around her son.
"Shhhh. we know, Honey. No need to declare it, we all know.." Bulma comforted her son in the only way she could think of, wondering to herself how she, let alone Trunks, would ever survive this ordeal.
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End of chapter 9! I really need to get away from this sad stuff, but I seem to be stuck on such an area right now. Once again, repeating myself, hopefully things will look up for our dear Pan soon!
Responses to the reviews:
dbzlover: Thanks! I hope I keep doing okay!
momiji-k: Actually, it was supposed to seem awkward! Pan was speaking a language that she wasn't native too, but after that area I dropped that.
momiji-k: This story really has taken quite a different path from the description. That description is only there to get your attention, not really to define the entire story! Plus, wouldn't it get annoying if I put the entire story line in a summary? It's okay that you're fussy, I can understand it as I am a HUGE Mirai Trunks fan myself. I have taken several liberties in Trunks' character, but that's only because we have an AU fic on our hands here. Plus, though we all love him to the point of a problem, we need to accept that he might have a few character flaws! He's not perfect, you know. Thanks for the good luck wish, and I hope you kept reading and didn't just stop, because in later chapters he does some very nice things (even if they do envolve a bit of swearing and such like!).
trunkslover(): Thank you so much for your kind review! I hope I can keep it up, but it's reviews like yours that keep me wanting to go!
*Keep reviewing, and I'll keep going!*
Disclaimer: I own nothing *excepting Minoru*, though I wish I did!
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*Two days later*
The hospital room was a sad sight. Trunks sat beside the bed, holding Pan's hand. His face looked haggard, like he hadn't shaved in days. His clear blue eyes were surrounded by red, obvious signs that he had been crying. His head was bowed over Pan's hand, his longish lavender hair covering his eyes.
Pan also looked awful. Her long, ebony hair was tangled and greasy. Her eyes were closed, as they had been for two days. She was thinner than Trunks had ever seen her and it pained him to look at her. He understood why she had attempted what she had, but that didn't make it hurt any less. Pan had put herself through so much just to protect himself and his mother, and just the knowledge that it was partly his fault that she was in this position rattled him. He cared quite a bit about Pan, and knowing that she had forced herself to do something to this measure had forced him to face those feelings.
~I honestly didn't know I felt so strongly for her...~ thought Trunks, bending over Pan's hand to hide his tears. ~If I would cry for her, it has to be strong...~ Trunks dropped her hand next to her form on the bed. He no longer tried to hide his tears as he watched her small body and firm chest raise and drop slowly, painfully as she fought to continue life.
~Just the thought of her doing what she did...it makes me feel like shit! I can't believe I let this happen! It's all my fault!~ Trunks pushed back his hair and covered his face with his hands. He couldn't hold back any longer the sobs that had been threatening for two days. As the sobs shook his body, Trunks could see visions of what had happened to Pan. It replayed over and over in his mind. He tried to come to grips with it, but it just kept overwhelming him.
~It's all my fault! I let her go away with Uub! I let him touch her! I couldn't find her fast enough! If she had just called out for me, I would have found her in a heartbeat! She didn't, and it took me too long to find her!~ As Trunks' sobs subsided, he began to think more clearly.
~Though it's still my fault, it's over and done with now. All I can do is hope that she survives...If she does, I'll never let her be hurt again!~ Trunks jumped to his feat.
"I swear it to you, Pan! I'll never let you be hurt again!" Trunks yelled out loud, falling to his knees beside her bed. "I swear I'll protect you with every inch of my soul, Panny. I lo..." Trunks whispered, stopping himself as he started to express his feelings.
~WHERE DID THAT COME FROM?~ he thought frantically. ~She's four years younger than me, like a little sister to me, totally gorgeous, absolutely perfect...NO! She's a little sister, and I can't think of her in any other way! I know it would scare her to death after what just happened! Even if I thought I was right, that what I'm thinking it true, I would keep it to myself. I have no right to push such feelings on her after the trauma she just went through. I have no right! I have no right to feel this way or to love her! OH GOD! There I go thinking it again! I need to stop! I have to stop! I don't want to stop...~ Trunks stood up and sat back in his chair, pulling it even closer to her bedside. She rolled over to face him and smiled in her coma. That small smile brought tears once again in Trunks' eyes. He let himself have just a few seconds of no self-control and leaned over Pan's coma tic form and kissed her gently on the lips.
He leaned away and observed her face. Her nose was much more prominent than it had been two days ago. It was not normal for someone to lose this much weight this quickly, the doctor had said, so it had to have come from something traumatic. Neither Trunks nor Bulma had wanted to discuss what had happened with the doctor, so they had both lied and said they had no idea what could have happened. The doctor had been concerned, but he had given up. Even the doctor had noticed how much more drawn Pan's face was, and as Trunks sat watching it, he noticed little differences as well. Her lips were thinner and her cheekbones were very noticeable. In a matter of two days she looked like she had lost enough weight to be starving herself for two weeks.
~Why did you think we wouldn't accept you anymore, Pan? Mom and I both care for you so much. We would accept you and maybe even love you more for this. I know I don't show it too often, but still. ~ Pan rolled away from him, pulling her hand from his grasp. He looked at his hands for a few seconds, then once again covered his face in despair.
~What if you don't make it through, Pan? I'll never get another chance to prove to you that I care about you! I've treated you so awfully sometimes.~
*Flashback*
"It wasn't my idea to put her in the room that connects to mine," Trunks grumbled, thinking that it would have been easier if this girl had never arrived. He voiced that opinion. As he did so, he turned to storm out of the room, but he found a certain petite Saiyan in an overly large sundress blocking the way.
"I'm sorry I'm such a bother to you, but you must remember, parent- killer, that you are the reason I'm here. If you think I'm such a bother I'll just go now. Thank you Bulma for your hospitality, and I'll be going now," said Pan, and turned and ran away.
*End Flashback*
*Flashback*
Slapping Pan across the face, Trunks said, "What the hell is wrong with you? I'm going to knock that pissy attitiude right out of you if you don't listen to me. All we've ever done to you is treat you like a part of the family. Where the hell do you get off treating my mother like a piece of shit and then storming up here and giving me attitude too? I don't know what it was like at your house, but that's sure as hell not how we treat people around here!"
*End Flashback*
~I can't believe I did those things. I would never have done those if I'd known that this would happen! I know, these were a long time ago, but honestly I still feel bad for them. I've never been anything but an ass to you, Pan!~ Once again Trunks stood up and walked over to the other side of her bed so he could look at her face.
"I've never done anything but be awful to you, Pan, and for that I am very sorry. I swear that if. no when you wake up again I'll show you how much I love you."
~NO! THERE I GO AGAIN! Aw, screw it, it's not like she can hear me anyways.~ Trunks set his face and began again.
"Yes, Pan, I do love you, but that will be my little secret. I would never, ever force you into anything you aren't interested in. I'll love you forever, and the love that I have for you is so strong that you'll probably never believe it, but it's also strong enough that I'll never tell you. I know you'd never accept me as a boyfriend, or anything more than a brother, so I'll just leave you alone. I'll protect you as a big brother, and finally let my feelings as a brother for you show so you know, but I'll never confess my real love. This should get it out of my system, this little spree, but know for absolute sure that you will be loved if you come out of that coma. You're loved already, but I will make it so obvious to you that you can't miss it. Please, Pan, I'm begging you, come out of that coma. Let me have a chance to show you my love. I don't want you to die not knowing about my love for you! Please. come out of it! You can do it, you're strong, I know you are! I've had to spar against you! I know you're strong and that you can handle this, so just fight your way out of it! Please."
Trunks finally finished with his speech just in time. Bulma walked in seconds after he had uttered his final plea.
"Trunks?" asked Bulma, appalled at the sight of her son on his knees crying his eyes out. She looked at the situation and it dawned on her that maybe there was something more between Trunks and Pan then she had thought. "Honey, what's wrong?"
"I'm okay, Mom. Just kind of rattled by this whole situation, that's all. What did the doctors have to say?" Trunks stood up and pulled up a chair for Bulma, going around the bed to sit in his forgotten chair.
"Well, they said basically in a thousand words that we just have to wait it out. Pan had severe head trauma and right now she's very much alive, just. away. from her body. The only way that she will die is if we pull the plug. That's our decision." Bulma looked at her son, knowing by the horrified look on his face that that would never be an option.
"I'll wait for her forever, Mom! There's no way I could kill Pan. and I would feel like that's what I'm doing! Pulling the plug is like a death sentence.I'd never do that to Pan!" Trunks was on his feet declaring this. Bulma rushed to her feet and threw her arms around her son.
"Shhhh. we know, Honey. No need to declare it, we all know.." Bulma comforted her son in the only way she could think of, wondering to herself how she, let alone Trunks, would ever survive this ordeal.
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End of chapter 9! I really need to get away from this sad stuff, but I seem to be stuck on such an area right now. Once again, repeating myself, hopefully things will look up for our dear Pan soon!
Responses to the reviews:
dbzlover: Thanks! I hope I keep doing okay!
momiji-k: Actually, it was supposed to seem awkward! Pan was speaking a language that she wasn't native too, but after that area I dropped that.
momiji-k: This story really has taken quite a different path from the description. That description is only there to get your attention, not really to define the entire story! Plus, wouldn't it get annoying if I put the entire story line in a summary? It's okay that you're fussy, I can understand it as I am a HUGE Mirai Trunks fan myself. I have taken several liberties in Trunks' character, but that's only because we have an AU fic on our hands here. Plus, though we all love him to the point of a problem, we need to accept that he might have a few character flaws! He's not perfect, you know. Thanks for the good luck wish, and I hope you kept reading and didn't just stop, because in later chapters he does some very nice things (even if they do envolve a bit of swearing and such like!).
trunkslover(): Thank you so much for your kind review! I hope I can keep it up, but it's reviews like yours that keep me wanting to go!
*Keep reviewing, and I'll keep going!*