Son & Briefs Chapter 4: I Prefer Looking In, a dragon ball z fanfic

Well, My disclaimer is, I don't own this song (or DBZ) This song is sung by Lonestar off their album From There To Here: The Greatest Hits. The song is called "My Front Porch Lookin' In".

I DO however own the following characters – Shamika & Nicole.

Trunks' P.O.V.

I Prefer Looking In (Then Out)

Ooo yea woo yeaaaa oo yea

I remember stepping out side one day for some fresh air. I was about seven years old and had just finished training with my dad, and I needed to cool off. I grabbed my green hooded jacket and headed out the door. When I opened the door, I saw the city landscape that I had grown up in. Between my front door and metal gate, I had about, oh, maybe five – six feet. My mom and grandparents had owned like a whole city block or two, but Capsule Corp took up just about all of it. My house was connected to CC, but because CC and my house were so big, I did not have much yard space. West City consisted of nothing but tall, tall buildings and even more cars. I always wounded what its like to live out in the country like my bestest friend Goten. His mother owned a farm out on Old Hill Drive. I visited them often to play with Goten or train with his older brother Gohan; they live only thirty-five miles away from me. About a ten-minute fly. Buildings surrounded me, where they had wide-open land – to run free. But that was just about fourteen years ago.

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The only ground I ever owned was sticking' to my shoes
now I look at my front porch in this panoramic view
I could sit and watch the field fill up with rays of golden sun
or watch the moon lay on the fences like that's where it was hung
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my investments are in front of me its not about the land
ill never beat the view
from my front porch lookin' in

Now, here I am. Age twenty-one, and I'm living my life they way I always wanted to. Got my wide-open land with my white picket fence that about twenty feet from my front porch, which rests nicely on my white country house. I can actually see the rising sun coming over the hills from my bedroom window. The sun gently sets a beautiful glow on my wife's, peach skin and long black hair, when I open up our curtain in our bedroom. I get ready to head out to work, that dreadful place Capsule Corp. I would rather stay home and hang out with my wife, Pan, and two lovely daughters, Shamika and Nicole. But my job calls, and I have to drag my butt back to the city, the one place I couldn't wait to get away from. As I finish freshening up in the bathroom, I can hear Pan shuffling down the hall to go wake up Shami and Nikki. "Mama, can I have an ice cweam cone for breakfast?" I can hear my three-year-old, Shami, asking. "No, but you can have a nice bowl of cereal" I laugh at the though of my wife making ice cream for breakfast, a meal I so loved when I was Shami's age. I head down the hall and give Pan a hand with Nikki before I leave. When we get down stairs, I place Nikki in the high chair and give them all a kiss good-bye and I'm out the door.

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There's a carrot top who can barely walk
with a sippy cup of milk
a lil blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong cuz she likes to dress herself
and the most beautiful girl
holdin' both of them
yea the view I love the most is my front porch lookin in

After I'm out the door, I turn around and look through the window. I can see Shami, my little three-year-old black haired beauty, walking around the kitchen with her little dress on backwards and Pan holding little one-year-old Nikki, who's got her little sippy cup of juice. 'From my point of view, all I can say is who ever said looking out is better then looking in.' I think to my self as I pick up my briefcase and straighten my tux jacket, I head to my purple Porsche and off to West City.

Yea yea

As I head off to work, I drive by the most amazing scenes. Mountains, valleys, rivers, and streams; there all so beautiful. The colors in the sky look like one of the finger painting Shami made that's hanging on my office wall. And the streams that have those mini waterfalls, remind me of the hot tube out back and those nights my girl and I need to just – well, relax. I reach the county line, and can see the tall buildings stretching over the hills, I think to my self, 'Oh God, I can't wait to get back home to my family.'

I travel here and everywhere
followin' my job
I've seen the paintings from the air
brushed by the hand of god
the mountains and the canyons reach from sea to shining sea
but I cant wait to get back home to the woman he made for me
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cuz anywhere ill ever go and everywhere iv been
nuthin' takes my breath away like my front porch lookin in

When my workday is down, I'm back in my car heading home. I just can't wait to get back and see my wife and girls. Usually Pan is my personal secretary at CC considering I'm the president of the family company and all. But because of the two little angels that God so kindly gave to us, Pan's been out playing house wife for at lest a few more months. As I drive across the city line, I can see the city light below me. I remember all those time I slept over Goten's house and used to think those where stars. When I pull up onto out street, it's so empty. We're the only one's who live there. I can see my old white house, sticking out of the ground. That white fence that holds in all my happiness is just right up the way. The only lights I can see are my headlights and my house. I pull into the drive and can see the lights on in our living room. I know all three of my girls are waiting patiently for me.

There's a carrot top who can barely walk
with a sippy cup of milk
a lil blue eyed blonde with shoes on wrong cuz she likes to dress herself
and the most beautiful girl
holdin both of them
yea the view I love the most is my front porch lookin in

I start to walk up onto my porch, and when I look into the window I see a sight that is so beautiful. My loving wife, Pan, walking the living room floor with her long back hair flowing as she walks. Her long red dress tells me she's ready for our night tonight. I promised her a night of romance to make up for lost time. A reservation at a five star restaurant should start things off just nice. Little Shamika still has her pink dress backwards and her back hair is a mess. My baby Nicole, with her little purple pigtails, holding onto her teddy bear with all her might. As I open the door and walk in, I approach the room quietly. I can hear soft lullaby music playing as my baby, Pan, sways back and forth. I place my briefcase down in the corner and grab her coat. My sister Bra walks in the fount door with her long blue hair tied up like our mom's. She's ready for a night of living hell at my house, which hold two little devils. Wearing her overalls and cute baby face she closes the door behind her. I stare at my wife and girls and realize that looking in is way better then looking out.

I see what beautiful is about
when I'm lookin in
not when I'm lookin out

As I head to the car, I top to look in. I see Bra settling in on the couch with Shami, and Pan coming down from tucking Nikki in. She hands Bra the instructions and goes to grab her coat. But instead of finding her white fur coat, she finds that ruby necklace that's been carved into a heart. She looks out the window at me and smiles her beautiful smile, kisses Shami good-bye and runs out to me. As she closes the door and locks it, I can see Shami begging my sister for a snack and all I can do is smile.

We drive down the road, heading off to dinner. She leans her head back as I put the top down to get some fresh air. The windows are down as our hair is blowing everywhere. I look at her and smile, God I love this woman and my life of looking in.

There's a carrot top that can barely walk
(from my front porch lookin in)
a lil blue eyed blonde w/ shoes on wrong
(from my front porch lookin in)
the most beautiful girl
holdin both of them
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Ooo yea

Author's Notes: Well? I know it was long, But I just wanted to put in a lot of detail. It that so wrong? Well? Is it? Please R/R

Can ya tell I wish the couple Trunks/Pan really existed?!