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I'm writing. I'll try to make my writing better, even though people are
actually enjoying my work. Please tell me, or E-mail me, any suggestions,
and I'll try to add them to the story. I know how to end this fic, but I
need fluff to fill it. Suggestions are welcome!
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except the story line. That's mine!
Chapter 3: Revenge
Pan, Bra and Marron had broken the news to their parents as Marron's and Bra's parents came over for a little chat with Pan's parents. Gohan and Videl accepted Pan's decision. They knew her need to become a great fighter was immense. But, they questioned Trunks to no end until he was very uncomfortable around them, and now he cannot look into his former sensei's eyes without seeing a slight glare. He was traumatized for life now (I say that when I see really evil things ^___-).
Things were pretty much the same for Goten. Bra's father, Vegeta Prince (stupid I know. any knew ones, please E-mail me and I'll change it later in the fic), kept questioning Goten. Vegeta wouldn't back off till his wife, Bulma, yelled at him for scaring the boy. She said if he didn't want to sleep on the couch for a month, he would stop. Vegeta cursed in his mind and muttered something that sounded oddly like 'damn woman' under his breath.
While Marron's parents were very understanding about their daughter's choice. They didn't want her to train for a while, and then sit around and be lazy all summer. The only problem was Juuhachigou, Marron's mother, kept surprising Ubuu with questions about Marron. She continuously kept hinting at a relationship between him and her daughter. Ubuu incessantly blushed at her inquiries. It took everything Marron had to get her mom of Ubuu and hers case.
"Father?" Pan asked as she heard the word "sensei" quietly passed Trunks' lips. Gohan was pounding Trunks with questions, until he was lying in his seat. When Gohan turned his attention away from Trunks and onto his little girl, Trunks breathed a sigh of relief. Gohan kept asking if 'his daughter was gonna be okay', and 'were they staying in a decent place' or 'if they were sure they could handle living with three teenaged girls.' Trunks tried to keep his composure, but the way Gohan's eyes narrowed at him was enough to send any man cowering.
"What is it Panny-chan?" Gohan said sweetly, smiling at his pride and joy.
"Did you say Trunks and his friends used to train under you?" she asked, her eyes shining with the sugary sweetness she used only on her father.
"Yes, sweetie. They did."
Pan had seen her other girls begin to ponder. Where had they seen these boys before? It was enough to make anyone crazy. It was right on the tips of their tongues.
"Didn't you meet them after you first class, girls?" Krillin, Marron's father, asked with a question in his eyes.
Trunks, Goten and Ubuu visibly stiffened at the realization that crossed the girls' features. Then the three girls turned to face their new instructors. Their eyes burned, the thought of revenge clearly seen coursing through their veins.
Only one word escaped Pan's lips, "Run."
And the boys did just that.
Pan charged after Trunks, while Bra fired after Goten and Marron chased after Ubuu. The boys ran throughout the backyard of Pan's house/dojo.
Pan saw Trunks go around her favorite tree and was able to push Trunks to the ground. Knowing he would try and get up, Pan sat down on his abs, and made herself comfortable. She would get her revenge.
Looking around, Pan spotted her friends in similar positions. It looked as though Bra had tripped and had landed on Goten because his arms had wrapped his arms around Bra to cushion the fall. While Ubuu looked like he tripped and Marron fell on his backside. They looked kind of confused about how they got into that position.
Knowing the girls would get revenge their own way, Pan decided to annoy Trunks.
"Trunks?" Pan began sweetly enough, batting her eyelashes at him, as she pinned his arms to the ground, her raven hair falling against his neck.
"Yes?" he said softly, unsurely.
"Do you remember what you did to me all those years ago?"
Trunks shook his head dumbly. He was hoping he could weasel his way out of this. But, by the way things were going, his chances were slim to none.
"Well," she began, "let me remind you. I was walking outside after my first training lesson with Daddy. Bra, Marron and I were outside the dojo when we heard someone call our names. Then do you know what happened?"
Trunks gulped. This was very, very, very, very, VERY bad for him. If he didn't do something fast, he was as good as dead. But, what could he do? He was pinned to the ground by a fourteen-year-old girl who was sitting on top of him. He was dead and buried already.
But, for some unknown reason, he found this slightly arousing. He was completely against the ground and here was the girl who kept him there. He could see the creamy column of her neck and he loved the contact of their skin. The tickle of her ebony hair against the side of his face and the glossy highlights in her hair, it was enough to leave him breathless. If this weren't a life or death situation, he would have probably flirted with her.
He heard Pan's voice interrupt his thoughts, and he was glad. His thoughts weren't exactly good for their relationship. She was the student and he the teacher. He couldn't be thinking like that.
"Well," she started again, her sweet voice still there, "Bra, Marron and I turned and we were drenched in water! Water from a hose connected to the main house. And guess whom we saw with the hose, hmmm?
"Hehe. Santa.?" Trunks replied lamely.
"Nope," she whispered, all sugarcoating gone. "It was you and your friends you idiot!"
Trunks was expecting a hit, a slap, a punch, ANYTHING! But, instead, he felt her stand up.
He saw the three girls had begun to walk away, and he turned to see his friends also sprawled on the ground. They all held the same confused expressions. They stood up cautiously. These girls were up to something.
Trunks began to talk to Ubuu and Goten. They were conversing softly about the girls' behavior.
"What do you think they're up to? Goten asked with a whisper.
"No good, most likely," Trunks answered.
"Should we worry?" Ubuu asked with a confused look on his face.
"You sure as hell better!" a voice called.
The three turned back to see three girls with something behind their backs.
"Good luck guys," Bra smirked.
"For what?" Goten asked.
"THIS!!!" Pan pulled her arms in front of her and it revealed an olive colored hose. They could see it was on, but it wasn't spouting water at them yet. When they looked at the hose more closely, they saw Pan's foot was blocking the water from reaching its opposite opening. Pan smirked when she saw their horrified faces.
"Pan?" Trunks practically pleaded, "You wouldn't really do that to your masters, would you? What about respecting everyone?"
Pan smiled evilly at his naiveté. "Trunks. For me to respect you, you'll have to earn it!"
And with that said, Pan lifted her foot and the water was released. It shot out like a bullet and was aimed directly for the three boys. All of them ran, but unfortunately, not fast enough. They were forced to the ground because of the pressure that built up inside it.
When they were sprawled out on the ground, Pan walked up to them and sprayed them till they were near drowning.
"PAN! STOP!!!!" Trunks yelled trying to keep his mouth closed to prevent from dying.
"Beg me," she smirked, turning all of her attention on Trunks. The hose was aimed at him alone, and Ubuu and Goten were beginning to breathe again.
"Never!" he roared, the water beginning to suffocate him. He wouldn't give her the satisfaction that she was actually winning. No. His pride was too important to him.
Pan, sensing that he wasn't going to give up, sighed. He was too stubborn, and she wouldn't be accused of second-degree murder. That just did not look good on a college application. Oh. And she might feel a little guilty about it, but not very much.
She signaled to Marron to turn off the hose. When it stopped, Pan, Marron and Bra walked inside. The boys were shivering their butts off, and were too wet to go inside. But, if they didn't, they'd definitely get sick. Standing up, they walked up to the back entrance of the house and saw the three girls at the door.
They watched curiously as the three girls walked towards them, while they stood on the patio of the backyard.
Marron walked up to Ubuu and offered him a large towel. He smiled at the coy girl, and took the towel, wrapping it around his shoulders. Snaking an arm around her shoulders, he led her back into the house.
Bra put the towel on Goten's head and rubbed his head dry affectionately. He didn't stop her, just squatted down a bit more to allow her easier access. She finished and he wrapped an arm around her waist as they walked into the house.
Pan walked behind Trunks and began to copy Bra's actions. She finished drying his hair, and Trunks couldn't help but smile. She was turning into a better person. Or, at least, better than he remembered. But what really helped him notice the change were her last two words.
"I'm sorry."
He knew Pan was not one to admit she was wrong, let alone apologize. He seemed to be walking on cloud nine, before Pan's footsteps echoed throughout the backyard, bringing him back to earth. Her apologizes were gifts from above. And if you ever get one, you should be very lucky she hadn't killed you and you'd live long enough to hear one from her.
Catching up with her, he gave her a playful noogie (spelling?) on the head, and she scoffed at him. But her smile reappeared, and they disappeared into the house together, their eyes never faltering from each other's gaze.
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AN: Okay guy's! Third chapter! It seems all is going well for the two separate teams, but will it last? This fic will be pretty long, so bare with me. The sad parts aren't going to be coming for a while. So, I suggest you enjoy the happiness and innocent flirting while it's here, because in a few chappies, it'll be gone! MUAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!
Trunks: What?! Pan and me aren't going to stay like this?!
A-chan: Well duh! *hits Trunks with ChiChi's frying Pan* It wouldn't be a love story w/o problems!
Trunks: But I like happy!
A-chan: Well too bad for you! I'm writing this fic, so get over it!!!!!
Trunks: *pouts and sticks bottom lip out*
A-chan: That won't work on me! I'm not Pan! *humphs* Well, review this gay chapter! Bye! And Happy Holidays!!!!!
Trunks: Later! *waves*
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except the story line. That's mine!
Chapter 3: Revenge
Pan, Bra and Marron had broken the news to their parents as Marron's and Bra's parents came over for a little chat with Pan's parents. Gohan and Videl accepted Pan's decision. They knew her need to become a great fighter was immense. But, they questioned Trunks to no end until he was very uncomfortable around them, and now he cannot look into his former sensei's eyes without seeing a slight glare. He was traumatized for life now (I say that when I see really evil things ^___-).
Things were pretty much the same for Goten. Bra's father, Vegeta Prince (stupid I know. any knew ones, please E-mail me and I'll change it later in the fic), kept questioning Goten. Vegeta wouldn't back off till his wife, Bulma, yelled at him for scaring the boy. She said if he didn't want to sleep on the couch for a month, he would stop. Vegeta cursed in his mind and muttered something that sounded oddly like 'damn woman' under his breath.
While Marron's parents were very understanding about their daughter's choice. They didn't want her to train for a while, and then sit around and be lazy all summer. The only problem was Juuhachigou, Marron's mother, kept surprising Ubuu with questions about Marron. She continuously kept hinting at a relationship between him and her daughter. Ubuu incessantly blushed at her inquiries. It took everything Marron had to get her mom of Ubuu and hers case.
"Father?" Pan asked as she heard the word "sensei" quietly passed Trunks' lips. Gohan was pounding Trunks with questions, until he was lying in his seat. When Gohan turned his attention away from Trunks and onto his little girl, Trunks breathed a sigh of relief. Gohan kept asking if 'his daughter was gonna be okay', and 'were they staying in a decent place' or 'if they were sure they could handle living with three teenaged girls.' Trunks tried to keep his composure, but the way Gohan's eyes narrowed at him was enough to send any man cowering.
"What is it Panny-chan?" Gohan said sweetly, smiling at his pride and joy.
"Did you say Trunks and his friends used to train under you?" she asked, her eyes shining with the sugary sweetness she used only on her father.
"Yes, sweetie. They did."
Pan had seen her other girls begin to ponder. Where had they seen these boys before? It was enough to make anyone crazy. It was right on the tips of their tongues.
"Didn't you meet them after you first class, girls?" Krillin, Marron's father, asked with a question in his eyes.
Trunks, Goten and Ubuu visibly stiffened at the realization that crossed the girls' features. Then the three girls turned to face their new instructors. Their eyes burned, the thought of revenge clearly seen coursing through their veins.
Only one word escaped Pan's lips, "Run."
And the boys did just that.
Pan charged after Trunks, while Bra fired after Goten and Marron chased after Ubuu. The boys ran throughout the backyard of Pan's house/dojo.
Pan saw Trunks go around her favorite tree and was able to push Trunks to the ground. Knowing he would try and get up, Pan sat down on his abs, and made herself comfortable. She would get her revenge.
Looking around, Pan spotted her friends in similar positions. It looked as though Bra had tripped and had landed on Goten because his arms had wrapped his arms around Bra to cushion the fall. While Ubuu looked like he tripped and Marron fell on his backside. They looked kind of confused about how they got into that position.
Knowing the girls would get revenge their own way, Pan decided to annoy Trunks.
"Trunks?" Pan began sweetly enough, batting her eyelashes at him, as she pinned his arms to the ground, her raven hair falling against his neck.
"Yes?" he said softly, unsurely.
"Do you remember what you did to me all those years ago?"
Trunks shook his head dumbly. He was hoping he could weasel his way out of this. But, by the way things were going, his chances were slim to none.
"Well," she began, "let me remind you. I was walking outside after my first training lesson with Daddy. Bra, Marron and I were outside the dojo when we heard someone call our names. Then do you know what happened?"
Trunks gulped. This was very, very, very, very, VERY bad for him. If he didn't do something fast, he was as good as dead. But, what could he do? He was pinned to the ground by a fourteen-year-old girl who was sitting on top of him. He was dead and buried already.
But, for some unknown reason, he found this slightly arousing. He was completely against the ground and here was the girl who kept him there. He could see the creamy column of her neck and he loved the contact of their skin. The tickle of her ebony hair against the side of his face and the glossy highlights in her hair, it was enough to leave him breathless. If this weren't a life or death situation, he would have probably flirted with her.
He heard Pan's voice interrupt his thoughts, and he was glad. His thoughts weren't exactly good for their relationship. She was the student and he the teacher. He couldn't be thinking like that.
"Well," she started again, her sweet voice still there, "Bra, Marron and I turned and we were drenched in water! Water from a hose connected to the main house. And guess whom we saw with the hose, hmmm?
"Hehe. Santa.?" Trunks replied lamely.
"Nope," she whispered, all sugarcoating gone. "It was you and your friends you idiot!"
Trunks was expecting a hit, a slap, a punch, ANYTHING! But, instead, he felt her stand up.
He saw the three girls had begun to walk away, and he turned to see his friends also sprawled on the ground. They all held the same confused expressions. They stood up cautiously. These girls were up to something.
Trunks began to talk to Ubuu and Goten. They were conversing softly about the girls' behavior.
"What do you think they're up to? Goten asked with a whisper.
"No good, most likely," Trunks answered.
"Should we worry?" Ubuu asked with a confused look on his face.
"You sure as hell better!" a voice called.
The three turned back to see three girls with something behind their backs.
"Good luck guys," Bra smirked.
"For what?" Goten asked.
"THIS!!!" Pan pulled her arms in front of her and it revealed an olive colored hose. They could see it was on, but it wasn't spouting water at them yet. When they looked at the hose more closely, they saw Pan's foot was blocking the water from reaching its opposite opening. Pan smirked when she saw their horrified faces.
"Pan?" Trunks practically pleaded, "You wouldn't really do that to your masters, would you? What about respecting everyone?"
Pan smiled evilly at his naiveté. "Trunks. For me to respect you, you'll have to earn it!"
And with that said, Pan lifted her foot and the water was released. It shot out like a bullet and was aimed directly for the three boys. All of them ran, but unfortunately, not fast enough. They were forced to the ground because of the pressure that built up inside it.
When they were sprawled out on the ground, Pan walked up to them and sprayed them till they were near drowning.
"PAN! STOP!!!!" Trunks yelled trying to keep his mouth closed to prevent from dying.
"Beg me," she smirked, turning all of her attention on Trunks. The hose was aimed at him alone, and Ubuu and Goten were beginning to breathe again.
"Never!" he roared, the water beginning to suffocate him. He wouldn't give her the satisfaction that she was actually winning. No. His pride was too important to him.
Pan, sensing that he wasn't going to give up, sighed. He was too stubborn, and she wouldn't be accused of second-degree murder. That just did not look good on a college application. Oh. And she might feel a little guilty about it, but not very much.
She signaled to Marron to turn off the hose. When it stopped, Pan, Marron and Bra walked inside. The boys were shivering their butts off, and were too wet to go inside. But, if they didn't, they'd definitely get sick. Standing up, they walked up to the back entrance of the house and saw the three girls at the door.
They watched curiously as the three girls walked towards them, while they stood on the patio of the backyard.
Marron walked up to Ubuu and offered him a large towel. He smiled at the coy girl, and took the towel, wrapping it around his shoulders. Snaking an arm around her shoulders, he led her back into the house.
Bra put the towel on Goten's head and rubbed his head dry affectionately. He didn't stop her, just squatted down a bit more to allow her easier access. She finished and he wrapped an arm around her waist as they walked into the house.
Pan walked behind Trunks and began to copy Bra's actions. She finished drying his hair, and Trunks couldn't help but smile. She was turning into a better person. Or, at least, better than he remembered. But what really helped him notice the change were her last two words.
"I'm sorry."
He knew Pan was not one to admit she was wrong, let alone apologize. He seemed to be walking on cloud nine, before Pan's footsteps echoed throughout the backyard, bringing him back to earth. Her apologizes were gifts from above. And if you ever get one, you should be very lucky she hadn't killed you and you'd live long enough to hear one from her.
Catching up with her, he gave her a playful noogie (spelling?) on the head, and she scoffed at him. But her smile reappeared, and they disappeared into the house together, their eyes never faltering from each other's gaze.
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AN: Okay guy's! Third chapter! It seems all is going well for the two separate teams, but will it last? This fic will be pretty long, so bare with me. The sad parts aren't going to be coming for a while. So, I suggest you enjoy the happiness and innocent flirting while it's here, because in a few chappies, it'll be gone! MUAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!
Trunks: What?! Pan and me aren't going to stay like this?!
A-chan: Well duh! *hits Trunks with ChiChi's frying Pan* It wouldn't be a love story w/o problems!
Trunks: But I like happy!
A-chan: Well too bad for you! I'm writing this fic, so get over it!!!!!
Trunks: *pouts and sticks bottom lip out*
A-chan: That won't work on me! I'm not Pan! *humphs* Well, review this gay chapter! Bye! And Happy Holidays!!!!!
Trunks: Later! *waves*