A/N: What's up everyone? I decided to post this chapter a little earlier
than I expected I would. I promise to try and post at least once a week.
And I just read a few reviews, and you know what they said? They liked the
story! OMD! Isn't that so weird? LOL! Well, review!
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ/GT! But, if I did, Trunks and Pan would be a real couple!
Chapter 2: Accepted.
As Trunks stared intently into Pan's black abyss orbs, and she began to feel self-conscious by his gaze. It made her feel like he was seeing through her, into her soul. To Pan, it was a little scary. She just wasn't used to this kind of attention.
Not turning down the small challenge in his eyes, Pan glared back, and soon it had become a test of willpower. Who would blink first?
Bra, Marron, Goten and Ubuu watched the pair as their eyes began to stare each other down. It was as if Pan and Trunks were the only ones in the room, and they seemed like they were ready to bite the other one's head off.
Hearing a door slam, Pan blinked in surprised, and turned away from Trunks and toward the door. Not seeing anything, her eyes met the handsome face with a victorious smirk playing across his lips.
"I win," Trunks, said simply, his grin getting wider as he saw her angered face.
"Whaddya mean 'I win'? I got distracted. You can't just assume you win!" she said with an annoyed tone in her voice. She crossed her hands over her chest once again, making her seem like a pouting child.
"No need to cry little one," Trunks chuckled, as he stared at her with triumphant eyes.
That did it. Pan could take a lot of ridicule, but she was pissed now. No one, and she meant no one, would ever call her little.
Enraged by his assumption, she pushed herself off her seat and tried to strangle the young man. Just barely missing her hands, he jumped out of his seat. Pan, in hot pursuit, ran after Trunks.
Knowing they were probably going to miss something good if they sat there and waited, the four teens rushed after their friends. When they spotted Pan and Trunks in the backyard, they could see they were in a heavy sparring match.
Pan was throwing every technique in the book. She was pissed, and it wasn't even funny. She was trying to seriously kill the young man with her on slaughter of attacks.
Trunks watched with entertained eyes as he easily blocked and dodged the young girl's assault. Her anger clouded her better judgment and made her performance sloppy. She was just taking out her anger on him. He was nothing more than a punching bag, not a sparring partner. When she had better control of her emotions, maybe they'd actually spar.
Pan aimed two punches to his head and a roundhouse to his stomach. He moved back just in time to dodge the kick, but was in close range for her punches. He was barely able to catch them both in his hands, but was moved back as she tried to charge him into the wall. He drove forward, stopping her before he could hit the wooden fence. He took both her arms and twisted them behind her back, causing him to pull her backside against his chest. Trunks hit the back of her knees; she fell to the ground, kneeling forward.
Seeing their friend in trouble, Bra and Marron were ready to charge at Trunks. But, Goten and Ubuu had seen them begin to help their friend. Goten quickly wrapped an arm around Bra's waist and the other around her neck, while, at the same time, Ubuu seized Marron, and pulled her against his chest. Both girls fought the grips anxiously, but couldn't break it. They knew what Goten and Ubuu were saying silently.
This was Pan's fight, not theirs.
Pan held in a cry of pain as she felt Trunks begin to push her arms into her back, making Pan lean forward to avoid some of the pain. There was little she could do to stop the ache in her arms, but she wouldn't give in. No, her pride would not be sacrificed. She would not whimper, but she really needed help!
Pan sighed in frustration, as her face was an inch from the dirt. She had to do something or else her arms would snap. Swallowing what little of her pride she had, she whispered between her teeth, "You win."
Trunks was thoroughly surprised. Usually, the Pan he used to know would fight until he let her go, and then start all over. That was quite a few years ago.
'I guess she's wised up some,' he thought.
Putting his trademark smirk back on, he pulled the girl up and released her arms. Pan stood up and stumbled away a few feet, trying to examine the damage.
Bra and Marron rushed over to their friend and tried to see if she was all right. Pan told them she was fine and watched as Trunks, Goten and Ubuu climbed to sit on the branches of a tree. Pan stared up at the as she sat at the base of her family's favorite tree. It was where her father proposed to her mother (sorry. I love Inu Yasha, but I just don't write about it. I took this from the episode 'Back to the Place Where We First Met'. It was so sad! *sob * Oh yeah. That little part about Pan's parent's proposing under a tree [or Goshinubuku?] isn't really mine. ^_^).
Trunks stared intently at the young girl who had seemed to mature over the last few year. She understood so much more now. She just seemed to grow up from his little bratty friend all those years ago. She wasn't the little tomboy who would follow everywhere he went. Not the little Panny who complained about everything in the world that she did not like. Of course she complained about certain things, but not every little thing. She grew up, and you know what? It was nice.
As Bra sat on Pan's right side, she looked up as well. She saw Goten grinning at her like a madman and she didn't know why.
Goten was looking at her so intently because he noticed something. This was Bra. Bra, the girl would wouldn't wear a gi because it was a "fashion don't" to her. Bra, a girl who was more interested in boys than even taking a look at sparring. Bra, a girl who brought a whole new meaning to "Fighting, and looking good doing it". This was that same Bra, dressed in a gi and was an exceptional fighter for an amateur. This was a whole new person, and he liked her much better this way.
Marron sat on Pan's other side and smiled up at the three fighters. She felt Ubuu looking at her and she gave him a big smile. Feeling himself blush, Ubuu quickly looked away.
He couldn't help it. This girl he knew so many years ago really had changed. She used to be such a rookie. She knew how to throw a technique okay, but never being able to flow with her attacks. She was truly something else. She could get all sweaty from a sparring match, and then stand up and take a shower to go to the mall. She had the ability to bounce back so easily. She was something else.
The boys soon came back to reality when they saw the girls' hands in their faces, waving in front of them to snap them out of their daydreams. Smiling sheepishly, the boys turned toward the three younger girls.
Clearing her throat, Marron said, "So, what kind of deal did you guy's want to make?"
"Isn't summer break coming up?" Trunks asked.
"Yup," Bra chirped happily, "Only one week!"
"Well," Goten said, kind of regretting what he was about to say, "we want to train you over the summer. We have a place in the mountains where we train some of the best amateur teams we find."
On cue, the girls narrowed their eyes at the word 'amateur,' making Goten wince under the vicious stares.
"No offense," he squeaked out, trying to get rid of the tension.
The girls stared at each other and began to argue quietly among themselves.
"I think" Pan said, "we should do it. I mean, how many times does the chance to train with one of the greatest teams in the world?"
"But summer vacation," Bra whined, she would miss on three months of gossip for training. Even though she would be training with one hell of a cute instructor (a/n: *drool* Trunks, Goten and Ubuu with their washboard abs and muscular chest *faints*).
"Yeah Pan," Marron sided with Bra, "Why go with them when we can train here? I mean, we can't compete with the pros till were at least 18. And when we do, we'll have to face off against them. How will we survive?"
Pan smirked, almost identical to Trunks'.
"Quite simple," she said, "We train with them, we learn to fight like a pro, and we'll be ready for anything."
The girls argued for quite a bit, until everything was settled when Pan used her full proof puppy dog pout (Kim Possible's famous face! .Not mine either. *sigh*).
"Okay," Bra sigh dejectedly, and turned to face the boys, "We'll. do it."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* AN: Wow! My longest chapter so far!
Trunks: Stupid! This is only our second chapter!
Adobo-chan (Me): *hits Trunks with ChiChi's frying pan* Shut up Trunks! Oh yeah, he's gonna co-star with me every so often. So, for now, I'm out! REVIEW!!!
Trunks: Bye! *gives peace-sign*
Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ/GT! But, if I did, Trunks and Pan would be a real couple!
Chapter 2: Accepted.
As Trunks stared intently into Pan's black abyss orbs, and she began to feel self-conscious by his gaze. It made her feel like he was seeing through her, into her soul. To Pan, it was a little scary. She just wasn't used to this kind of attention.
Not turning down the small challenge in his eyes, Pan glared back, and soon it had become a test of willpower. Who would blink first?
Bra, Marron, Goten and Ubuu watched the pair as their eyes began to stare each other down. It was as if Pan and Trunks were the only ones in the room, and they seemed like they were ready to bite the other one's head off.
Hearing a door slam, Pan blinked in surprised, and turned away from Trunks and toward the door. Not seeing anything, her eyes met the handsome face with a victorious smirk playing across his lips.
"I win," Trunks, said simply, his grin getting wider as he saw her angered face.
"Whaddya mean 'I win'? I got distracted. You can't just assume you win!" she said with an annoyed tone in her voice. She crossed her hands over her chest once again, making her seem like a pouting child.
"No need to cry little one," Trunks chuckled, as he stared at her with triumphant eyes.
That did it. Pan could take a lot of ridicule, but she was pissed now. No one, and she meant no one, would ever call her little.
Enraged by his assumption, she pushed herself off her seat and tried to strangle the young man. Just barely missing her hands, he jumped out of his seat. Pan, in hot pursuit, ran after Trunks.
Knowing they were probably going to miss something good if they sat there and waited, the four teens rushed after their friends. When they spotted Pan and Trunks in the backyard, they could see they were in a heavy sparring match.
Pan was throwing every technique in the book. She was pissed, and it wasn't even funny. She was trying to seriously kill the young man with her on slaughter of attacks.
Trunks watched with entertained eyes as he easily blocked and dodged the young girl's assault. Her anger clouded her better judgment and made her performance sloppy. She was just taking out her anger on him. He was nothing more than a punching bag, not a sparring partner. When she had better control of her emotions, maybe they'd actually spar.
Pan aimed two punches to his head and a roundhouse to his stomach. He moved back just in time to dodge the kick, but was in close range for her punches. He was barely able to catch them both in his hands, but was moved back as she tried to charge him into the wall. He drove forward, stopping her before he could hit the wooden fence. He took both her arms and twisted them behind her back, causing him to pull her backside against his chest. Trunks hit the back of her knees; she fell to the ground, kneeling forward.
Seeing their friend in trouble, Bra and Marron were ready to charge at Trunks. But, Goten and Ubuu had seen them begin to help their friend. Goten quickly wrapped an arm around Bra's waist and the other around her neck, while, at the same time, Ubuu seized Marron, and pulled her against his chest. Both girls fought the grips anxiously, but couldn't break it. They knew what Goten and Ubuu were saying silently.
This was Pan's fight, not theirs.
Pan held in a cry of pain as she felt Trunks begin to push her arms into her back, making Pan lean forward to avoid some of the pain. There was little she could do to stop the ache in her arms, but she wouldn't give in. No, her pride would not be sacrificed. She would not whimper, but she really needed help!
Pan sighed in frustration, as her face was an inch from the dirt. She had to do something or else her arms would snap. Swallowing what little of her pride she had, she whispered between her teeth, "You win."
Trunks was thoroughly surprised. Usually, the Pan he used to know would fight until he let her go, and then start all over. That was quite a few years ago.
'I guess she's wised up some,' he thought.
Putting his trademark smirk back on, he pulled the girl up and released her arms. Pan stood up and stumbled away a few feet, trying to examine the damage.
Bra and Marron rushed over to their friend and tried to see if she was all right. Pan told them she was fine and watched as Trunks, Goten and Ubuu climbed to sit on the branches of a tree. Pan stared up at the as she sat at the base of her family's favorite tree. It was where her father proposed to her mother (sorry. I love Inu Yasha, but I just don't write about it. I took this from the episode 'Back to the Place Where We First Met'. It was so sad! *sob * Oh yeah. That little part about Pan's parent's proposing under a tree [or Goshinubuku?] isn't really mine. ^_^).
Trunks stared intently at the young girl who had seemed to mature over the last few year. She understood so much more now. She just seemed to grow up from his little bratty friend all those years ago. She wasn't the little tomboy who would follow everywhere he went. Not the little Panny who complained about everything in the world that she did not like. Of course she complained about certain things, but not every little thing. She grew up, and you know what? It was nice.
As Bra sat on Pan's right side, she looked up as well. She saw Goten grinning at her like a madman and she didn't know why.
Goten was looking at her so intently because he noticed something. This was Bra. Bra, the girl would wouldn't wear a gi because it was a "fashion don't" to her. Bra, a girl who was more interested in boys than even taking a look at sparring. Bra, a girl who brought a whole new meaning to "Fighting, and looking good doing it". This was that same Bra, dressed in a gi and was an exceptional fighter for an amateur. This was a whole new person, and he liked her much better this way.
Marron sat on Pan's other side and smiled up at the three fighters. She felt Ubuu looking at her and she gave him a big smile. Feeling himself blush, Ubuu quickly looked away.
He couldn't help it. This girl he knew so many years ago really had changed. She used to be such a rookie. She knew how to throw a technique okay, but never being able to flow with her attacks. She was truly something else. She could get all sweaty from a sparring match, and then stand up and take a shower to go to the mall. She had the ability to bounce back so easily. She was something else.
The boys soon came back to reality when they saw the girls' hands in their faces, waving in front of them to snap them out of their daydreams. Smiling sheepishly, the boys turned toward the three younger girls.
Clearing her throat, Marron said, "So, what kind of deal did you guy's want to make?"
"Isn't summer break coming up?" Trunks asked.
"Yup," Bra chirped happily, "Only one week!"
"Well," Goten said, kind of regretting what he was about to say, "we want to train you over the summer. We have a place in the mountains where we train some of the best amateur teams we find."
On cue, the girls narrowed their eyes at the word 'amateur,' making Goten wince under the vicious stares.
"No offense," he squeaked out, trying to get rid of the tension.
The girls stared at each other and began to argue quietly among themselves.
"I think" Pan said, "we should do it. I mean, how many times does the chance to train with one of the greatest teams in the world?"
"But summer vacation," Bra whined, she would miss on three months of gossip for training. Even though she would be training with one hell of a cute instructor (a/n: *drool* Trunks, Goten and Ubuu with their washboard abs and muscular chest *faints*).
"Yeah Pan," Marron sided with Bra, "Why go with them when we can train here? I mean, we can't compete with the pros till were at least 18. And when we do, we'll have to face off against them. How will we survive?"
Pan smirked, almost identical to Trunks'.
"Quite simple," she said, "We train with them, we learn to fight like a pro, and we'll be ready for anything."
The girls argued for quite a bit, until everything was settled when Pan used her full proof puppy dog pout (Kim Possible's famous face! .Not mine either. *sigh*).
"Okay," Bra sigh dejectedly, and turned to face the boys, "We'll. do it."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* AN: Wow! My longest chapter so far!
Trunks: Stupid! This is only our second chapter!
Adobo-chan (Me): *hits Trunks with ChiChi's frying pan* Shut up Trunks! Oh yeah, he's gonna co-star with me every so often. So, for now, I'm out! REVIEW!!!
Trunks: Bye! *gives peace-sign*