AN: What's up! I'm back! I hope you enjoyed my last chapter, and this one
as well. I'm not exactly sure what I thought about when I wrote this
chapter. It's gonna be angsty. Let's just say, our girls have a rude
awakening. That, even though they might not want to admit it, there's more
to their feelings than they thought.
Trunks: Why are Goten, Uubu and I so dense? *scratches head*
A-chan: *hits Trunks across the back of his skull* You're a MAN! Duh!
Trunks: *whimpers* I was just asking! *pouts*
A-chan: Then don't ask stupid questions! Anyway, REVIEW!!!
Disclaimer: If I owned DBZ/GT, I'd be rich, but I'm not, so I don't own it... *sigh* I also don't own a quote in this chapter. It's very pretty, and I think you'll like it.
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Chapter 10: Falling
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Training was going well, for the boys at least. Pan, Bra and Marron were always sore after their training with their masters. Conditioning wouldn't be so bad if the guys would just let them DODGE the freaking HILLS they threw at them. And trying to strengthen yourself in a room, at least, 500 times gravity! Oh, and of course, every girl's dream is to stare up at a man's handsome face...
BUT NOT AS THEY'RE TRYING TO BEAT THE CRAP OUT OF YOU!!!!!!!!!
The girls couldn't take much more. They were wearing down, but the boys wouldn't be allowed to know that.
After one month, though, their bodies felt all better, and the girls never knew when it happened. They were able to get out of bed, the kinks all gone. They never felt better, and it was strange. Well, like they say, don't jinx it. They were hoping that their bodies would last long enough for the summer.
And now it brought us to our Saturday night. But...
There was going to be something different...
Something the girls wouldn't like...
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"Well, Trunks, all dressed up. Where ya going?" Pan asked, looking up as Trunks, Goten and Uubu, who had walked through the doorway.
Pan was sprawled out across the crouch in front of the T.V., on her stomach, and Bra was by here feet. Her head was in her hand, propped up on her elbow, which was resting against the armrest. Marron was on another couch, lying on her back, staring at the ceiling, and hands behind her head.
As the three men walked in, they got a few catcalls and appreciative glances from their students. Their smirks grew and they couldn't help but smile at the girls.
"We've got dates tonight. Sorry girlies, but you'll have the house to yourselves this evening, Try not to burn the place down," Goten said, his naiveté never lost in his face. The girls nodded, and examined the men they had trained with forever.
Uubu looked good. That was just the frosting on the cake. His hair was the traditional mohawk, but he seemed to glow. His usual, innocent grin was now a sexy leer. He wore a black muscle shirt with baggy jeans. You could see the man was built! Just his upper body was enough to melt a girl. Seeing anymore of him would be sinful!
'Those arms would go best around my waist a- WHAT? No, no, no! I'm not thinking this! I'm not thinking this!' Marron said to herself hopelessly, her thoughts wandering to his safe embrace. What would it be like to be held by this man with intensions more than "friends"?
Then there was Goten. His hair was as unruly as ever, but it added to his boyish charm. His Son smile was as bright as ever, and his eyes were lit up tonight. He wore a white muscle T and an over shirt. His jeans were relaxed against his legs. But, like his friends, you just *knew* that his build was that of a man above men.
'Wow... Goten looks good. In fact, good enough to ea... EEK!!!! What the hell? This isn't what I'm supposed to think about! But, what was I supposed to think...?' Bra considered, and she felt her cheeks heat. Her pure mind was becoming polluted...
And then there was one.
Trunks was, well... him! His hair was in his bowl-cut, and the only hairs out of place were his two antennas on his forehead. His eyes were glinting, an appealing look in them. His trademark smirk was, once again, on his face. He wore a dark blue guys' tank top and his black pants hung loosely. His body was two words. Sex God. His rippling muscles and washboard front were merely an addition to his seductive charm. He was perfect, and he knew it.
'Damn... Trunks is, well... He actually HAS sex appeal (AN: and all you ladies out there know this *very* well. ^-^). I never knew he looked like THAT! Oh... my... Dende... I think I'm getting excited! And by that... that... thing!!!!!' Pan thought, her face paling more that her blushing.
Staring at theirembarassed/blushing/nervous/red students, of course the older men were clueless. They understood OLDER women well, but the younger ones were weird. Always giggling one minute, or ready to cut you to pieces the next. No wonder women were known as 'enigmas'.
"You girls okay?" Trunks asked, and he raised his brow upward. What was wrong with these girls, besides everything about them?
Before any of the girls could answer, the doorbell rung, and the older men were on their way to see their dates. Their handsome faces were once again covered with their infamous seduction masks. They put on the façade to dazzle women, wherever they went.
Hearing high-pitched squeals in the other room, Pan, Bra and Marron assumed their previous looks of boredom. They may have seemed bored, but they were dying to see who the ladies were in the other room were. Something in the back of their minds was screaming that those women shouldn't be in there. They shouldn't even be *near* their men...
"WHAT?!?!?!?!?!" the girls yelled, knowing they were all thinking the same thing. HOW IN THE HELL WERE THEY THINKING ABOUT THOSE IDIOTS AS THEIR... THEIR... *BOYFRIENDS*?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
Rushing into the room, Trunks, Goten and Uubu looked like they were ready for a fight. But when they saw the girls were just stunned, they glared.
"What the hell are you three doing? Trying to give us heart attacks?" Uubu snapped, and the teens came back to life.
Blushing a little, Marron smiled at him a little, and said, "We're sorry. Umm... We just thought of a few... disturbed things..."
They merely looked at their students. Why were the girls staring at them with such a... *possessive* look in their eyes? It was sort of weird, but they couldn't help but find the look kind of... teasing. That these teens wanted them in a more, how do you say it... sexual way...
But before they could ask the girls their questions, two arms wrapped around the older men's stomachs. The men's dates turned them around so they could face the older women.
Pan, Bra and Marron looked at the slutty dressed girls, and observed them with disgust.
The red head was holding onto Uubu, and wore *something* that was like a shirt. To be honest, it looked more like a napkin wrapped around her front. Her skirt was *way* too short! You could see that women's underwear if she crossed her legs. It was not a good sight to see. If children ever saw her, these teenagers would pity them. They'd be scarred for life.
Goten's date was a girl with light brown hair, and wasn't much better than Uubu's date. She wore the original "tube top". The one where it only covered her boobs and showed off her small stomach. The girl couldn't pull off the look. Now Bra, on the other hand, could make it look more tantalizing. The girl's shorts weren't any better. They were booty shorts, and the girl had ONLY booty. Again, it just didn't look right.
Trunks had a blonde on his arm. Her "shirt" was more like a bra. It had a halter look, but it only covered her large chest. Her flat stomach was shown, and Trunks' hand laid across it, giving Pan this sinking feeling. Her black leather pants were skin tight, showing she had thin legs.
In one word, despite the girls' show of skin, they were gorgeous. They were like super models and had chosen these supreme "above mankind" men.
For some unknown reason, the younger girls couldn't stop the burning in the stomachs or behind their eyes. It was so strange. They had never felt like this before. They had never experienced a time where they weren't the center of attention.
Now they weren't conceded. Most of the time, they never thought twice about getting people to notice them. Everyone stared at the girls because they stood out; they were unique. How ironic, that now, when they needed to be known, they were now being ignored. Ignored by the few people they wanted to notice them.
And for some reason, Pan knew that they were second best, as of right now. She knew that, as soon as Trunks, Goten and Uubu started to date, some things would never be the same. She never knew how right she would be... (Some foreshadowing. Can you guess what happens?)
As their Masters and older girls flirted, Pan and her friends couldn't help but feel... I don't know... Upset. It was a completely new revelation. As their Instructors sweet talked the small town girls, Pan glanced at her friends. She knew that she wasn't happy herself, but what of her companions? Did they break too, or were they content with not being number one in their Masters' interest?
Looking towards her friend, Pan saw that Bra had turned a strange white, and looked a little sick. She stared as Goten whispered little things into the brunette's ear. Pan had a sinking feeling. Here she was, Bra, Queen of femme mystic, and she didn't have the guy on her arm.
A strange idea, and it was foreign to both of their minds. I mean Bra was the perfect catch. Even now, compared to these sluts, she was still a great prize, and Goten couldn't see that. If Bra couldn't get the guy, what kind of chance did any of them have?
Soon, though, her eyes were on Marron. You could tell there was something wrong because she stared through the TV, not at it. Her eyes were clouded with thought. Even a little glassy from where Pan sat. She could tell that Marron was in deep consideration, and those thoughts in her head must have been hurtful.
Marron never knew it, but, aside from when she's fighting, she was never great at hiding emotions. She lived her life carefree, completely open and honest. The quote she lived by went "Life isn't measured by how many breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away," or something like that. If Marron and Bra couldn't live like they used to (the happy, free teenagers they were), then what would become of them, and the team?
As Pan thought, she couldn't help but sigh. Everything pointed back to one thing, and in her mind, it was confirmed.
These two had fallen for the older men, and hard.
She was too busy analyzing her friends; she never knew she was being examined herself. Bra and Marron looked at each other, and nodded. Of course Pan never saw. She was always too busy noticing others' feelings and thoughts, and never worried of her own. But Bra and Marron could spot what was in their friend's mind.
They knew, ever since they got there. The way she stared, she smiled, she laughed and fought, even when she blushed a bit. It was because her heart figured out something before her mind even considered the thought A thought that was, probably, the least likely thing in the world to her.
Yes, you guessed it. She had fallen too.
"Chikyuu-sei to the Silver Dragons! We're leaving! Come down from the clouds!" came a voice. The girls snapped back to attention, and stared back at heir Masters' handsome faces. Their surprise-filled eyes were wide, giving off this innocent look that most people would never see on teenagers.
The older men couldn't help but chuckle. These girls were adorable, once you got passed the tough girl façade. Of course they were tough, everyone knew that, but it wasn't as black and white as people thought. They were toughened up by their families, and were really quite sweet. They just never liked letting people know they had weaknesses. It was a pathetic thing to see from a martial artist.
But, as her personal Instructor, Uubu knew Marron. She was always gifted with a light that no one else could have. Her heart was always in her eyes, and she trusted easily, completely. In fact, the only times when he didn't know her, was when she sparred.
Her face would lose its usual happiness, and would take on the emotionless face of the real world. Her ability to change her outside appearance was eerie, but arousing at the same time. The way her eyes glinted dully, with her raw pride and determination boldly standing out. Her body moved and swayed with the wind, and her fierce need for a fight was enough to leave any male martial artist both petrified and in need of a cold shower.
She was a gem, and Uubu knew, if he didn't stop thinking things like this, he would become like every other man who chased her. That would not bode well with their relationship, both friendship and Master/Student.
Bra was, surprisingly, somewhat shy about her inner thoughts. Over the weeks they worked, Goten never knew Bra was actually self-conscious. He always thought she was always in control over her body and her emotions. She could be as emotionless as Pan sometimes, but she hid her doubts differently. Instead of the cold mask, she wore a grin that gave off an illusion that she was okay.
At first, he never thought twice about it, but it was being seen too often over the last few weeks. Her act almost got him completely, almost. He never knew what she was trying to hide, but he respected her right to keep things to herself.
He wanted to help; something in his body told him that what she hid was his fault. But he knew Bra had too much pride. She would never ask for his help, and if he offered, she would pull away politely. He had grown to care about the blue-haired beauty. How much, he wasn't completely sure himself...
Then there was Pan, the tomboy of the group, and the one who balanced out the entire trio. Did she have any idea that, even the simplest movements, sent Trunks into a world of sexual tension? Pan and him fought often, both verbally and physically, to see who was stronger.
Although Trunks always the best when it came to bodily fights, Pan was unbeatable when it came down to thinking. Her insults were spats from her ruby red lips, and it only made Trunks angrier. She was able to make something so evil, like swearing, and make it sexy.
Dammit! The girl, the once so innocent Pan-chan, could send the heartbreaker of the martial arts world into a puddle of hormones. And the hormones craved her! How could he even consider his student, the girl he used to pick on and a still pure child, as a partner for his late night snacks? He was ready to kill Kami for all of the things that he had to prevent himself from doing so many nights!
These were just a few of the reasons Trunks, Goten and Uubu started to go out again. These girls didn't know the power they held over the heads of the strongest martial artists alive. The three teenagers made some of the most beautiful women in the world seem like infants to them. It was hard enough looking at them, but their smiles were more than any of them could take.
Sometimes, when they sparred, they were able to pick up the girls' scent in the air, and were soon intoxicated by them. It left any man willing to go farther, and the thought angered them, to even consider another man holding them. It was crazy, but, then again, having such perverse thoughts about a young girl was sinful in the eyes of many.
Knowing they shouldn't dwell on the thoughts much longer, Trunks, Goten and Uubu were pulled out the door by their neglected dates. The women had a feeling that these men had an infatuation over these little girls because their attention had completely left them, and turned to the children. But they would forget them tonight, if they had any say about it...
(Don't you hate these girls? I'm even angry at them, and I created them. ~_~ Why did I have to make my characters so hateful?)
As the younger girls waved goodbye, their smiles were tight as they tried to bite back the feeling of abandonment that engulfed their minds, bodies and spirits.
As the door shut softly, Pan knew what had happened, as did the other girls. It was a silent warning for them. In their hearts, it rang silently within. Though their Masters weren't completely aware of it, they just sealed their students' fates, as well as their own.
It was rejection. That they had moved onto something new, and suggested these girls did the same. It was a subtle plea. The girls knew of their Masters' nervousness, but ignored it, trying to see if they would calm down. Instead, the men had walked away, pushing out any chance for these girls' blooming affection.
Bra had let her tears flow, and Marron followed her. They had fallen too fast, and too soon. They weren't ready for a love like this. They could barely understand themselves. They had been able to read their Masters' plea through their feelings. They knew that the older men were scared of their emotions, and what it could do to them, so the girls let them be.
But that did not ease the pain in any of their hearts. Bra sobbed onto Marron's shoulder, her tears streaking her soft, pale cheeks. Marron held the girl softly to her shoulder, and her tears came slowly, but steadily. Marron and Bra had always known that their emotions would pour from her heart through actions, never in thought.
But Pan was different. The loner, in a way, she held everything inside. And as the girl stared outside, up at the dark midnight sky, she felt her heart harden. Never had she felt herself lost like this. She felt she had no purpose, that her life no longer held any true meaning. Her eyes became a void as she stared up at the blank sky. She never knew her heart would lead her someplace so cold and desolate of any kind of feelings.
"Pan..." a broken whisper called to her.
Turning, Pan looked at her friends' disheveled faces. They looked so broken, and her heart cracked a little more for them. How could something so beautiful, like love, destroy these strong girls so quickly?
When the girls gasped at Pan, she looked at them strangely. They looked stunned, and their tear-tainted faces were forgotten.
Knowing they were staring at her face, Pan touched her cheek. She felt a certain wetness finding its way down her face. Looking at the drop, she stared at it in amazement. She held her own tear in her hand, and she knew more would come.
This was one price, among many, that was paid for falling in love...
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AN: Kinda sad, huh? I'm sorry if it wasn't the happy chapter you all wanted. It's gonna get depressing a little, and problems will arise. I'm not sure if I should continue this story because I'm starting to complain about it! But, I'll continue till you guys tell me I've reached the end of the line for this fic.
Trunks: God, I'm stupid in this fic!
A-chan: Trunks, you're always stupid!
Trunks: *pouts* Not all the time...
A-chan: *sigh* Sure, Trunks. Well REVIEW PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Much love,
Adobo-chan ^-^
Trunks: Why are Goten, Uubu and I so dense? *scratches head*
A-chan: *hits Trunks across the back of his skull* You're a MAN! Duh!
Trunks: *whimpers* I was just asking! *pouts*
A-chan: Then don't ask stupid questions! Anyway, REVIEW!!!
Disclaimer: If I owned DBZ/GT, I'd be rich, but I'm not, so I don't own it... *sigh* I also don't own a quote in this chapter. It's very pretty, and I think you'll like it.
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Chapter 10: Falling
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Training was going well, for the boys at least. Pan, Bra and Marron were always sore after their training with their masters. Conditioning wouldn't be so bad if the guys would just let them DODGE the freaking HILLS they threw at them. And trying to strengthen yourself in a room, at least, 500 times gravity! Oh, and of course, every girl's dream is to stare up at a man's handsome face...
BUT NOT AS THEY'RE TRYING TO BEAT THE CRAP OUT OF YOU!!!!!!!!!
The girls couldn't take much more. They were wearing down, but the boys wouldn't be allowed to know that.
After one month, though, their bodies felt all better, and the girls never knew when it happened. They were able to get out of bed, the kinks all gone. They never felt better, and it was strange. Well, like they say, don't jinx it. They were hoping that their bodies would last long enough for the summer.
And now it brought us to our Saturday night. But...
There was going to be something different...
Something the girls wouldn't like...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Well, Trunks, all dressed up. Where ya going?" Pan asked, looking up as Trunks, Goten and Uubu, who had walked through the doorway.
Pan was sprawled out across the crouch in front of the T.V., on her stomach, and Bra was by here feet. Her head was in her hand, propped up on her elbow, which was resting against the armrest. Marron was on another couch, lying on her back, staring at the ceiling, and hands behind her head.
As the three men walked in, they got a few catcalls and appreciative glances from their students. Their smirks grew and they couldn't help but smile at the girls.
"We've got dates tonight. Sorry girlies, but you'll have the house to yourselves this evening, Try not to burn the place down," Goten said, his naiveté never lost in his face. The girls nodded, and examined the men they had trained with forever.
Uubu looked good. That was just the frosting on the cake. His hair was the traditional mohawk, but he seemed to glow. His usual, innocent grin was now a sexy leer. He wore a black muscle shirt with baggy jeans. You could see the man was built! Just his upper body was enough to melt a girl. Seeing anymore of him would be sinful!
'Those arms would go best around my waist a- WHAT? No, no, no! I'm not thinking this! I'm not thinking this!' Marron said to herself hopelessly, her thoughts wandering to his safe embrace. What would it be like to be held by this man with intensions more than "friends"?
Then there was Goten. His hair was as unruly as ever, but it added to his boyish charm. His Son smile was as bright as ever, and his eyes were lit up tonight. He wore a white muscle T and an over shirt. His jeans were relaxed against his legs. But, like his friends, you just *knew* that his build was that of a man above men.
'Wow... Goten looks good. In fact, good enough to ea... EEK!!!! What the hell? This isn't what I'm supposed to think about! But, what was I supposed to think...?' Bra considered, and she felt her cheeks heat. Her pure mind was becoming polluted...
And then there was one.
Trunks was, well... him! His hair was in his bowl-cut, and the only hairs out of place were his two antennas on his forehead. His eyes were glinting, an appealing look in them. His trademark smirk was, once again, on his face. He wore a dark blue guys' tank top and his black pants hung loosely. His body was two words. Sex God. His rippling muscles and washboard front were merely an addition to his seductive charm. He was perfect, and he knew it.
'Damn... Trunks is, well... He actually HAS sex appeal (AN: and all you ladies out there know this *very* well. ^-^). I never knew he looked like THAT! Oh... my... Dende... I think I'm getting excited! And by that... that... thing!!!!!' Pan thought, her face paling more that her blushing.
Staring at theirembarassed/blushing/nervous/red students, of course the older men were clueless. They understood OLDER women well, but the younger ones were weird. Always giggling one minute, or ready to cut you to pieces the next. No wonder women were known as 'enigmas'.
"You girls okay?" Trunks asked, and he raised his brow upward. What was wrong with these girls, besides everything about them?
Before any of the girls could answer, the doorbell rung, and the older men were on their way to see their dates. Their handsome faces were once again covered with their infamous seduction masks. They put on the façade to dazzle women, wherever they went.
Hearing high-pitched squeals in the other room, Pan, Bra and Marron assumed their previous looks of boredom. They may have seemed bored, but they were dying to see who the ladies were in the other room were. Something in the back of their minds was screaming that those women shouldn't be in there. They shouldn't even be *near* their men...
"WHAT?!?!?!?!?!" the girls yelled, knowing they were all thinking the same thing. HOW IN THE HELL WERE THEY THINKING ABOUT THOSE IDIOTS AS THEIR... THEIR... *BOYFRIENDS*?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
Rushing into the room, Trunks, Goten and Uubu looked like they were ready for a fight. But when they saw the girls were just stunned, they glared.
"What the hell are you three doing? Trying to give us heart attacks?" Uubu snapped, and the teens came back to life.
Blushing a little, Marron smiled at him a little, and said, "We're sorry. Umm... We just thought of a few... disturbed things..."
They merely looked at their students. Why were the girls staring at them with such a... *possessive* look in their eyes? It was sort of weird, but they couldn't help but find the look kind of... teasing. That these teens wanted them in a more, how do you say it... sexual way...
But before they could ask the girls their questions, two arms wrapped around the older men's stomachs. The men's dates turned them around so they could face the older women.
Pan, Bra and Marron looked at the slutty dressed girls, and observed them with disgust.
The red head was holding onto Uubu, and wore *something* that was like a shirt. To be honest, it looked more like a napkin wrapped around her front. Her skirt was *way* too short! You could see that women's underwear if she crossed her legs. It was not a good sight to see. If children ever saw her, these teenagers would pity them. They'd be scarred for life.
Goten's date was a girl with light brown hair, and wasn't much better than Uubu's date. She wore the original "tube top". The one where it only covered her boobs and showed off her small stomach. The girl couldn't pull off the look. Now Bra, on the other hand, could make it look more tantalizing. The girl's shorts weren't any better. They were booty shorts, and the girl had ONLY booty. Again, it just didn't look right.
Trunks had a blonde on his arm. Her "shirt" was more like a bra. It had a halter look, but it only covered her large chest. Her flat stomach was shown, and Trunks' hand laid across it, giving Pan this sinking feeling. Her black leather pants were skin tight, showing she had thin legs.
In one word, despite the girls' show of skin, they were gorgeous. They were like super models and had chosen these supreme "above mankind" men.
For some unknown reason, the younger girls couldn't stop the burning in the stomachs or behind their eyes. It was so strange. They had never felt like this before. They had never experienced a time where they weren't the center of attention.
Now they weren't conceded. Most of the time, they never thought twice about getting people to notice them. Everyone stared at the girls because they stood out; they were unique. How ironic, that now, when they needed to be known, they were now being ignored. Ignored by the few people they wanted to notice them.
And for some reason, Pan knew that they were second best, as of right now. She knew that, as soon as Trunks, Goten and Uubu started to date, some things would never be the same. She never knew how right she would be... (Some foreshadowing. Can you guess what happens?)
As their Masters and older girls flirted, Pan and her friends couldn't help but feel... I don't know... Upset. It was a completely new revelation. As their Instructors sweet talked the small town girls, Pan glanced at her friends. She knew that she wasn't happy herself, but what of her companions? Did they break too, or were they content with not being number one in their Masters' interest?
Looking towards her friend, Pan saw that Bra had turned a strange white, and looked a little sick. She stared as Goten whispered little things into the brunette's ear. Pan had a sinking feeling. Here she was, Bra, Queen of femme mystic, and she didn't have the guy on her arm.
A strange idea, and it was foreign to both of their minds. I mean Bra was the perfect catch. Even now, compared to these sluts, she was still a great prize, and Goten couldn't see that. If Bra couldn't get the guy, what kind of chance did any of them have?
Soon, though, her eyes were on Marron. You could tell there was something wrong because she stared through the TV, not at it. Her eyes were clouded with thought. Even a little glassy from where Pan sat. She could tell that Marron was in deep consideration, and those thoughts in her head must have been hurtful.
Marron never knew it, but, aside from when she's fighting, she was never great at hiding emotions. She lived her life carefree, completely open and honest. The quote she lived by went "Life isn't measured by how many breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breath away," or something like that. If Marron and Bra couldn't live like they used to (the happy, free teenagers they were), then what would become of them, and the team?
As Pan thought, she couldn't help but sigh. Everything pointed back to one thing, and in her mind, it was confirmed.
These two had fallen for the older men, and hard.
She was too busy analyzing her friends; she never knew she was being examined herself. Bra and Marron looked at each other, and nodded. Of course Pan never saw. She was always too busy noticing others' feelings and thoughts, and never worried of her own. But Bra and Marron could spot what was in their friend's mind.
They knew, ever since they got there. The way she stared, she smiled, she laughed and fought, even when she blushed a bit. It was because her heart figured out something before her mind even considered the thought A thought that was, probably, the least likely thing in the world to her.
Yes, you guessed it. She had fallen too.
"Chikyuu-sei to the Silver Dragons! We're leaving! Come down from the clouds!" came a voice. The girls snapped back to attention, and stared back at heir Masters' handsome faces. Their surprise-filled eyes were wide, giving off this innocent look that most people would never see on teenagers.
The older men couldn't help but chuckle. These girls were adorable, once you got passed the tough girl façade. Of course they were tough, everyone knew that, but it wasn't as black and white as people thought. They were toughened up by their families, and were really quite sweet. They just never liked letting people know they had weaknesses. It was a pathetic thing to see from a martial artist.
But, as her personal Instructor, Uubu knew Marron. She was always gifted with a light that no one else could have. Her heart was always in her eyes, and she trusted easily, completely. In fact, the only times when he didn't know her, was when she sparred.
Her face would lose its usual happiness, and would take on the emotionless face of the real world. Her ability to change her outside appearance was eerie, but arousing at the same time. The way her eyes glinted dully, with her raw pride and determination boldly standing out. Her body moved and swayed with the wind, and her fierce need for a fight was enough to leave any male martial artist both petrified and in need of a cold shower.
She was a gem, and Uubu knew, if he didn't stop thinking things like this, he would become like every other man who chased her. That would not bode well with their relationship, both friendship and Master/Student.
Bra was, surprisingly, somewhat shy about her inner thoughts. Over the weeks they worked, Goten never knew Bra was actually self-conscious. He always thought she was always in control over her body and her emotions. She could be as emotionless as Pan sometimes, but she hid her doubts differently. Instead of the cold mask, she wore a grin that gave off an illusion that she was okay.
At first, he never thought twice about it, but it was being seen too often over the last few weeks. Her act almost got him completely, almost. He never knew what she was trying to hide, but he respected her right to keep things to herself.
He wanted to help; something in his body told him that what she hid was his fault. But he knew Bra had too much pride. She would never ask for his help, and if he offered, she would pull away politely. He had grown to care about the blue-haired beauty. How much, he wasn't completely sure himself...
Then there was Pan, the tomboy of the group, and the one who balanced out the entire trio. Did she have any idea that, even the simplest movements, sent Trunks into a world of sexual tension? Pan and him fought often, both verbally and physically, to see who was stronger.
Although Trunks always the best when it came to bodily fights, Pan was unbeatable when it came down to thinking. Her insults were spats from her ruby red lips, and it only made Trunks angrier. She was able to make something so evil, like swearing, and make it sexy.
Dammit! The girl, the once so innocent Pan-chan, could send the heartbreaker of the martial arts world into a puddle of hormones. And the hormones craved her! How could he even consider his student, the girl he used to pick on and a still pure child, as a partner for his late night snacks? He was ready to kill Kami for all of the things that he had to prevent himself from doing so many nights!
These were just a few of the reasons Trunks, Goten and Uubu started to go out again. These girls didn't know the power they held over the heads of the strongest martial artists alive. The three teenagers made some of the most beautiful women in the world seem like infants to them. It was hard enough looking at them, but their smiles were more than any of them could take.
Sometimes, when they sparred, they were able to pick up the girls' scent in the air, and were soon intoxicated by them. It left any man willing to go farther, and the thought angered them, to even consider another man holding them. It was crazy, but, then again, having such perverse thoughts about a young girl was sinful in the eyes of many.
Knowing they shouldn't dwell on the thoughts much longer, Trunks, Goten and Uubu were pulled out the door by their neglected dates. The women had a feeling that these men had an infatuation over these little girls because their attention had completely left them, and turned to the children. But they would forget them tonight, if they had any say about it...
(Don't you hate these girls? I'm even angry at them, and I created them. ~_~ Why did I have to make my characters so hateful?)
As the younger girls waved goodbye, their smiles were tight as they tried to bite back the feeling of abandonment that engulfed their minds, bodies and spirits.
As the door shut softly, Pan knew what had happened, as did the other girls. It was a silent warning for them. In their hearts, it rang silently within. Though their Masters weren't completely aware of it, they just sealed their students' fates, as well as their own.
It was rejection. That they had moved onto something new, and suggested these girls did the same. It was a subtle plea. The girls knew of their Masters' nervousness, but ignored it, trying to see if they would calm down. Instead, the men had walked away, pushing out any chance for these girls' blooming affection.
Bra had let her tears flow, and Marron followed her. They had fallen too fast, and too soon. They weren't ready for a love like this. They could barely understand themselves. They had been able to read their Masters' plea through their feelings. They knew that the older men were scared of their emotions, and what it could do to them, so the girls let them be.
But that did not ease the pain in any of their hearts. Bra sobbed onto Marron's shoulder, her tears streaking her soft, pale cheeks. Marron held the girl softly to her shoulder, and her tears came slowly, but steadily. Marron and Bra had always known that their emotions would pour from her heart through actions, never in thought.
But Pan was different. The loner, in a way, she held everything inside. And as the girl stared outside, up at the dark midnight sky, she felt her heart harden. Never had she felt herself lost like this. She felt she had no purpose, that her life no longer held any true meaning. Her eyes became a void as she stared up at the blank sky. She never knew her heart would lead her someplace so cold and desolate of any kind of feelings.
"Pan..." a broken whisper called to her.
Turning, Pan looked at her friends' disheveled faces. They looked so broken, and her heart cracked a little more for them. How could something so beautiful, like love, destroy these strong girls so quickly?
When the girls gasped at Pan, she looked at them strangely. They looked stunned, and their tear-tainted faces were forgotten.
Knowing they were staring at her face, Pan touched her cheek. She felt a certain wetness finding its way down her face. Looking at the drop, she stared at it in amazement. She held her own tear in her hand, and she knew more would come.
This was one price, among many, that was paid for falling in love...
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AN: Kinda sad, huh? I'm sorry if it wasn't the happy chapter you all wanted. It's gonna get depressing a little, and problems will arise. I'm not sure if I should continue this story because I'm starting to complain about it! But, I'll continue till you guys tell me I've reached the end of the line for this fic.
Trunks: God, I'm stupid in this fic!
A-chan: Trunks, you're always stupid!
Trunks: *pouts* Not all the time...
A-chan: *sigh* Sure, Trunks. Well REVIEW PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Much love,
Adobo-chan ^-^