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Pan followed his power level and finally scouted him out. She landed and walked over to him. Trunks smiled. "Hey…" He said as she walked closer to him in a nervous stance.
"Why the hell did you leave me like you did?" Pan slammed her fist on Trunks' chest. "Did you think I'm just like every-other-girl and that you can just go 'Hmmm… I think I'm going to fuck her and just take off and-'" Trunks interrupted her rant by kissing her lips.
"No, it's nothing like that…" He grabbed her shoulders and rubbed them. "Something came up…"
"That's bull shit." Pan pulled away from him. "I know that you have no better reason to leave me there like you did… I was drugged…"
"With what?"
"Headache medicine!" She snickered.
"Well, sorry, I love you, though, and I want you to know I would never leave you… but something did come up…" He lied.
"What came up, huh? Tell me that…" Pan began to become impatient.
"Meeting." He grabbed her hand and kissed it. "These things just pop up out of nowhere sometimes… and I've got to be there." He lied again. There had been no meeting. He had just got scared into leaving.
"Tell me something Trunks…" She said as she cupped her hands around his face. "Do you really love me or were you looking for a quick fuck so you can go on you merry little way…?" She cocked her head to the side.
Trunks laughed. "Wait," he stopped laughing, "You're serious, aren't you?…" Trunks showed hurt in his facial expression.
"Yes, my dear, I am…" She said, sarcastically. "And if that was the case, why'd you tell me you loved me before you left? Just to play with my head? If so, you are some bastard…"
"No, I was serious, and I still am…" He tried to kiss her again.
"Don't touch me, dip shit."
"Pan, really, cut it out… I love you…"
Pan rolled her eyes. "Then you wouldn't have left me!"
"I HAD A MEETING!" Trunks screamed.
"BULL SHIT!" Pan screamed loud enough for people to start watching them. "YOU ARE SUCH A FUCKING LIAR, TRUNKS!"
"CALM DOWN!"
"I AM CALM!" Pan shook her head, fighting tears.
"Since when did this become a screaming contest?" Trunks whispered, nervously.
"I'm not screaming!" She yelled.
"FINE THEN, NEITHER AM I!" He yelled at his loudest, to prove his point.
"FINE!"
"WILL YOU MARRY ME!" He yelled back.
Pan stopped, ready to yell her next insult. "What?" She whispered.
"Will you marry me?" Trunks looked into her eyes.
"What?"
"'What' what? I asked you, and this is when you say yes… or no…"
"I don't know…" Pan said, shocked.
Trunks sighed and shook his head. "Wrong answer…" He laughed.
"Why do you want to marry me?" Pan said, still stunned.
"Because I love you and always will… So…" He said shyly. "We can get you a ring, and we can find a nice place to live, and we can settle down and we can have a family." He smiled innocently. "So…"
Pan started to cry. "What makes you think you can settle down? You run around with a new girl every night…"
"I need you, Pan…" He walked over to her and kissed her lips.
"Okay…" She said, smiling. "I will marry you, Trunks Briefs…" 'This is a bad idea…' She thought as he kissed her neck.