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A Broken Life, A Broken Family

Chapter 10

I found Trunks sitting where he had said he'd be outside the mall near an ice scream parlor. He had been wearing sunglasses, and casual clothing sitting in a table outside the parlor. I smiled to myself; he looked so cute as he looked around trying to find me.

"Hey, glad you where able to come today in short notice," I said sitting across from him. He turned to me, and smiled.

"Yeah me to," he said standing from his seat. "Want some ice-scream?" he asked raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah! My treat!" I said jumping out of my seat, ready to walk in the parlor, when he stopped me.

"No way, a gentleman always must pay for the lady when on a date," he said playfully, smirking when blush tainted my cheeks. "Even though the lady was the one to invite," he finished winking making me blush a redder color. "Shall we," he offered his hand; I nodded and put my hand through his arm.

We entered the ice-scream parlor looking like a couple. Many people stared at us, making me feel uncomfortable, once in a while I may look and would see a woman sneering at me, or a male winking. Trunks didn't seem to notice because he just held my arm in place firmly, and walked straight for the cashier.

I held on to his arm tighter, when I saw a man send a kiss and some tongue action my way. He looked down at me surprised, then to what I had been looking at, and instantly scowled at the man. Leaning down to my ear he whispered, "don't worry Pan they won't try anything while I'm here" he reassured before pulling away. ÔBut you won't be here all the time, no one is,' I thought to myself moving closer to him, and feeling safer with his strange aura.

He looked back to the cashier who had asked what we wanted, and ordered his ice-scream. He then asked me what I wanted, and I asked for a vanilla double scoop. As soon as we got what we wanted we were out of there heading inside the mall. I was never a fan of the mall, it always bored me.

"So, what do you think about England so far," Trunks asked beginning a conversation. I shrugged.

"I don't know, I haven't seen much," I stated looking around the mall, feeling his intense gaze.

"Oh, so would you prefer to see the best sites in England and go to a club some other time," he asked me smiling. I looked towards him, and nodded.

"Sure why not, I just need to get use to this place, and enjoy it," I said turning away from him noticing for the first time since the parlor, that I was still holding on to his arm. I tried to pull away gently, but he didn't seem to notice, and followed me anywhere I tried to pull toward. In the end I sighed and gave up. It would be rude to pull away forcefully, and anyway I wasn't exactly uncomfortable with his hold.

We walked around for a few minutes before entering a store, and looking for clothes of my liking. I decided on taking a few outfits, and shoes before walking to the cash register, ready to pay. Trunks had long let go of my arm, so I could look for clothes as he stood a little ways away waiting for me patiently. I was amazed at his patience, most guys would go crazy in the mall, but he was cool and collected never once rushing me.

"Ready?" he asked me walking towards me reaching out for my things.

"Yeah," I nodded smiling in embarrassment as he took all my clothes, and carried them himself to the counter. I began to take out my credit card, when I heard him talking to the cashier, and seeing him hand her his own credit card. "Ugh, I have money," I said feeling stupid when he looked at me confused. When he saw my credit card, he put two and two together.

"Don't worry about it," he said picking up the bags the clothes were in, and walked out the mall, with me following at his side. "Did u bring a car?" he asked stopping in front of a black Ferrari.

"No, I had a taxi drop me off," I said looking at the sweet ride from all angles. I loved fast cars, I don't know why, I just did fast cars gave a thrill every time you ride them.

"Your uncle allowed you to leave the house without your bodyguards, and chauffer!" Trunks asked unbelievingly, staring at me weird.

"Yeah, I think he didn't remember to tell me to take the chauffer, because I left him before he was able to say anything else," I answered becoming worried of what Goten might think.

"Well, next time you go out, you're provably will want to have a bodyguard because there are a lot of people that don't like Son Corp. and by kidnapping or hurting you they'll try to get money," Trunks explained to me. I felt good to have a friend care for me even if we just met a day before. Trunks seemed sexy in everyway, and I felt a strong attraction towards him.

I was never that quick with guys. I never liked them off the bat, but Trunks is different than other guys He actually cares, I take back what I said when I first met him, caring too much isn't a bad thing here, away from her problems.

"Do you like England now, Pan?" I shivered as he said my name. He was sitting next to me relaxing after the long day of walking around, and taking in the sites. Now we were enjoying each other's company riding in a cart pulled by a beautiful raven horse.

"Can't say I don't," I shrugged hearing him chuckle. He had a deep chuckle that made my stomach turn and twist as if I had butterflies.

"We better get you home-" I interrupted him with a groan. This was too enjoyable to end. He smirked at me as I turned to him. "Before your uncle, sends a search party, which he will, trust me," he finished saying.

I nodded in agreement, annoyed I had not taught out everything I did carefully, so I wouldn't get caught or in trouble. What was wrong with me, I always plan out things without knowing, and now with Trunks I just did thing how I felt like it, not even thinking what the aftershock, or effect it might have on others. Damn it felt good.

Trunks showed me the best of England that day. We went out many times for three weeks, until my uncle said I really should have my bodyguard with me, at all times. I reasoned no one knew who I was yet, so until then I don't have use for a bodyguard. He agreed, and warned me to be careful.

Trunks had asked me one night if I wanted to go to a Reggae Club, and I agreed. He was to pick me up at around 10:00pm, right outside the Son Corp.'s gates.

"So Pan, you ready for next week?" Goten asked me. What he meant was if I was ready for next weeks meeting with the media, to present me to the Ôworld'.

"I think so, I'm real nervous though," I said playing with my food. We were eating dinner, alone for once. My brothers had been taken to the fair, and then to watch a hockey game. Goten, and I stayed behind.

"It is normal," he smiled nodding his head. "But don't worry no matter what they'll love you," he reassured me, finishing his dinner.

"You turning in, uncle?" I asked seeing as he stood from his seat and yawned.

"Yeah, I'm pretty tiredÉgoodnight Panny," he said kissing my cheek before retreating to go to sleep. He had been really tired the past week; work was piling up for him, and he needed her help big time. He couldn't trust anyone, but family; that was a business life, no one will want to help you the right way but family, and true friends. Goten didn't have any true friends, his high status, and wealth wouldn't allow any friends to get to him. Good thing Trunks' is already rich, he doesn't need to manipulate me, and so I can trust him.

I stood from my place in the dinner, after hearing Goten's footsteps going up the stairs. The house was really quiet on Saturdays, you could hear everything that is outside the rooms. The room walls are sound proof.

Walking out of the dinning room, I wondered around the house, trying to waste some time before I had to get ready for my date later that night. Yeah a date. Trunks had made that clear our first date.

Smiling to myself I decided to head back to my room, and get ready. It was already 9:30pm, and he was going to pick me up at 10:00pm.

É Capsule Corp. Trunks POV...

"Trunks, are you going out with the Son girl again?" my sister asked sounding annoyed. I didn't respond.

"She hasn't even taken over the Son Corp. yet, you're just wasting your time with her now, if Goten finds out about you taking her out now he'll warn her and prevent you from seeing the girl," she stated exasperated.

"Relax Bra, I know what I'm doing with the Son girl. I believe she has a little crush on me, so she wouldn't listen to her uncle I don that to girls," I said the last part smirking arrogantly. How my father taught me.

"For goodness sakes Trunks, don't get caught up with the girl Understand that if Goten finds out before he hands down the Corp, he might not hand it down at all," she argued angrily.

"We won't get caught," I said waving her worries away. "I know what I'm doing," I said again.

She sighed giving up, "fine whatever if you mess this up it'll be your last chance, I can't imagine another opportunity for us to take over Son Corp.," she said.

"I won't mess this up Bra," I hissed becoming annoyed, "I've worked to hard on that girl to just fuck it up, we will have Son Corp in a few months, don't worry," I assured picking up my keys.

"So where are you taking her tonight?" she asked me curiously.

"I'm taking her to that reggae club, just outside of London," he answered walking out of his room, and down the halls of Capsule Corp., Bra following closely behind.

"Just make sure you don't fall for her, or get her pregnant, or anything," she called after me, as I walked out of the front door, and jumped in my midnight blue Ferrari. It was nearly 10, and she should be ready and out of her house by then.

The drive to her house was short, and I waited for her to come out of the huge gates of Son Corp. Luckily for me she did come out 5 minutes later, looking hotter than I've seen her. She was rearing a mid-thigh skirt, showing off her long flawless legs. With a black halter-top, which was showing off a decent amount of cleavage, to tease the wandering mind.

"Hey," I greeted once she was in the passenger seat of my car, and had closed the door. I bent over, and kissed her on the cheek, as if it was the most normal thing in the world. I heard her gasp in surprise but didn't pull away.

"Hi," she said smiling as blush covered her cheeks making her look innocent. I pulled away from her personal space, and turned on my car, driving away from her home. I manage to ignore the tingling feeling my lips felt when they had connected to her hot silky skin, and kept my mind on my goal at hand.

Today I would have to ask Pan to be my girlfriend. She must be waiting for it, and if I don't ask soon she might become suspicious and hurt. He didn't want her to be suspicious of anything or hurt her, because if he did now, she wouldn't trust him later.

The car ride mostly was a comfortable silence. We pulled up to the club around 20 minutes later, and found a huge line outside the club doors. Pan groaned as she saw the line.

"Come on," I said taking hold of her arm, and walking through the crowded street towards the entrance of the club. She surprised me when she took hold of my hand, and pulled it away from her arm. Instead of letting go she kept a hold of my hand in hers, having a tight grip so no to get separated. I ignored the feeling in the pit of my stomach, as I did every other time she did something of the sort. I couldn't let my mind wander, because I was here for a reason.

After getting out of the huge crowd, I pulled Pan closer to me, and wrapped an arm around her small waist. She was a little startle but seemed to enjoy my closeness. Walking right into the club, no one dared stop my date, and me because I practically owned the club, and they all knew who I was.

Inside the club was very dark, and booming with reggae music. We walked to one of my private tables, and sat down ordering our drinks, and receiving them minutes later.

"I love this place, Trunks," Pan said close to my ear. Unconsciously placing her hands on my thighs, and rubbing her breast on my arm. She didn't seem to notice, as I stiffen trying to control my desire; after all I am a man, and a man with needs in that case. I haven't had a good lay since I had begun to go out with Pan, and that made me frustrated. The reason was I didn't want any problems whatsoever with Pan, and by sleeping around while with her would surely bring complications.

"Good, want to dance?" I asked not realizing my biggest mistake. We walked down to the middle of the dance floor. I had pulled her to me by a pull of my arm, and put her arms around my neck, earning a small giggle from Pan. I took hold of her hips, and we moved to the music.

ÉPan POV

ÔFuck he knows how to dance,' I thought to myself as Trunks and I moved together perfectly. He had been acting so strangely, as if he had something important in his mind.

We danced for a while, and didn't stop until some girl got in between Trunks, and myself somehow rubbing herself all over him! I didn't know what to do; Trunks seemed not to notice the person he was dancing with wasn't me. I felt jealousy like no other build up, as my fist clenched and unclenched. I knew it wasn't his fault but how couldn't he notice it wasn't her he was dancing with.

With a growl I turned my back to Trunks, and the bitch and walked away from them heading for the bar. As I got closer some guy's arm snaked its way around my waist, and pulled my back up against a muscular chest.

"Want to dance sweetheart?" a masculine voice asked as he took a deep breath of my scent. I shrugged, and began to move my rear against his crotch sensually. He seemed to enjoy it because minutes later I felt something hard stabbing against my lower back. I tried to enjoy myself till Trunks realizes the girl he was dancing with wasn't me. Hopefully it wouldn't take him long, because this present guy was no fun.

ÉTrunks POV

I felt Pan pull away from my arms rather forcefully, but though nothing of it as she came back and dance even more sexually with me. I hadn't known Pan had it in her, to be so bold as she was now.

We danced to three more songs before I got a good look at my partner's face again, and was given the surprise of a lifetime. The girl wasn't Pan. She was about the same stature as Pan, with the same black hair, but she wasn't Pan. Pan wasÉ I found myself about to compare Pan to another girl, and found the fault of the other girl. No I couldn't get attached to Pan.

Looking around I tried to find her, but there was no sign of her anywhere. Maybe she went back to my private table. I hoped she wasn't angry with me that would definitely make my plans harder to go through.

She wasn't at our table! What if she left! I began to panic, as I walked toward the bar, in search for her. I found her as I passed the bar, and didn't like one bit what I found her doing. She was dancing rather un-lady like with some guy who hand all over her. I saw red. He was touching my girl!

I walked over to them, and pulled Pan firmly away from the man's grasp not wanting to hurt her in my anger. The guy barely realizing what had happened snarled at me, and reached for Pan to pull her back. I got in his way and pushed his hand. That's when he made his mistake, he pushed me rufly, almost making me fall. Pan who had been confused now realized what was happening, and tried to pull me away from the guy, who dare touch what was mine.

"Come on Trunks lets go sit down," she said softly into my ear, seconds before the guy was over me, having pushed her to the ground, and trying to punch the shit out of me. I moved letting him fall clumsily to the ground as I realized he was drunk. Staring down at him in disgust, I turned away and saw Pan, on the ground having been pushed down when the man had attacked him.

Turning to her to try and help her up, she only glared at me angrily, and pushed herself off the ground. Turning away from me, she stalked away to the bar. I walked after her annoyed, I didn't even do anything wrong.

"What the hell do you want?" she snapped once I sat down next to her. I was shocked after all the time he'd known her she never once showed anger in front of him. Now her eyes were blazing and she looked even more attractive than before if possible, I shook my head. I couldn't be attracted to her I worked to hard.

"What's wrong, did you actually want to be groped by that trash," I asked defensive. I saw as looked at me for a minute, thinking over my words, before softening her glare and rolling her eyes.

"Men," she muttered receiving her drink from the bartender. He winked at her, and I growled. "You seemed very comfortable with that girl, so I just decided to leave you two alone, and find my own fun," Pan stated after taking a sit of her drink. I briefly wondered what she had ordered.

"Come on Pan, don't be angry with me," I pleaded. I couldn't mess this up.

"I'm not angry," she defended herself.

"Yes you are," I corrected her smiling wide when she glared at me in warning. I raised my hands in an attempt of peace. "Okay, okay you're not angry," I said quickly making her smile.

"So since you're not angry can I ask you something, seriously?" I asked wanting to ask her before anything else went wrong.

She thought about it for a second before nodding her head allowing me to continue.

"We have been dating for three weeks now, and I wanted to ask you if you would want to go a stage further, and be my girlfriend?" I asked seeming a little nervous. In reality I felt confident of her answer, which came seconds later.

(Author Notes)

What should Pan doÉwhat will he answer trigger to make more problems, and heart ache to come down on her. Who will help her in all of thisÉ.or better yet who will make her problems worse.