AN: Hey guys! I'm back and I'm so glad you guys want me to keep going.
You've been so great with your reviews and I'd like to thank you all, but
that won't be till the ENTIRE fic is over. Unfortunately, that won't be for
a while, believe me. Be patient. My other fic is ending, and a sequel for
it will come, and I've started another fic. All my fics are worth a look,
so try the others out too (if you haven't already ^-^).
So, please review!!!!!!
Warning: Another sad chapter. No happiness in the next chappies. I'm sorry, but I'm afraid the men will be idiots (like they usually are). I know. A lot of you guys wanted them to get together, while others wanted the girls to get their revenge. Both will come in due time. Don't worry. But, for now, our ladies will be upset. Gomen nasai!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything!!!! DON'T SUE!!! You'll get nothing. I have zero, zilch and nada...
Trunks: Why am I always ignored? Why didn't I get to say anything?
A-chan: Because you hurt Pan. You'll have to leave for a while Trunks. I can't guarantee your safety from all of the Pan-chan fans.
Pan fans: *run in with sharp objects* Where's Trunks???!!!
A-chan: *points at an open door* He just left...
*Pan fans run to kill Trunks*
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Chapter 11: Decision
~*~
Two weeks had passed since the girls had hit their depression...
Their Masters kept seeing those sluts from town, and the famous beginning team had been pushed into the back of their teachers' minds. They were still getting used to the fact that those girls were hanging around all the time.
They were around in the morning, to cook breakfast and be with their boyfriends. In the afternoon, those bitches were watching and gawking at the men when they were training. They were half-naked, and any girl would like to see that, but it was still an annoyance. And, of course at night, where they would take the masters out or stay and...
NO! They, the Silver Dragons, weren't even going to think about it. Not only was the thought disgusting, but it hurt too. The moans and grunts coming from their Masters' rooms were enough to send their bodies racking with sobs. Why did the walls have to be so goddamn thin?
That was pretty much every night. They would cry their eyes dry, and their hearts would crack a little more. Their tears would streak their pretty faces, and then the girls would fall into a restless slumber. Finally, they would awake with a large pool of salt water on their pillow.
They never cooked in the morning anymore. It was no longer their job. They weren't as worked over as they had been when their Instructors began to train them. They were becoming bored and angry. Over the short time, they became impassive around their Masters, and were no longer noticed.
If they wanted to be ignored all summer than they would have stayed home. So they were deciding. Should they stay and endure the torture, or leave and get over their broken hearts...?
The latter seemed the best choice, right? But, they couldn't just up and leave. They didn't know how much they needed the men, but they were beginning to understand. Without them, they felt the need to withdraw, just as if they were cut off from their drug. These men made them yearn for their presence, but had not let them near. And it hurt them, both mentally and physically.
Their entire beings craved for their Masters' attention and the loving feelings they had given off. It hurt to even think that these women, who had only known these men for a fortnight, were already the ones their teachers desired. So, they needed to make a decision.
Their minds told them to leave. They could live so much better without these men holding them back. They weren't being trained anymore, and they had no real purpose, not here or in life. Why couldn't they just say goodbye? They had many offers from other great teams who would probably teach them something.
Trunks, Goten and Uubu had been wonderful to them, if only for a time, but what was the point in staying with them if they'd just try to stay away from them? To train, you'd have to be AROUND the ones you were instructing. They knew they were only complicating their Masters' wishes and their own. The girls were also compromising their feelings, and settling for something lower than what they deserved.
The girls' hearts, on the other hand, couldn't do it. They couldn't leave the men who had stolen their spirits. They were in too deep. Our young teens had fallen without notice, and without a clue how to get back up. They needed these men, no matter what their raging feelings wanted.
Everything around them struck a chord, and told them of the loves they could never have. Pan and her friends couldn't think of another way to live. Part of them just wanted to stay. To stay with these men, take what they could get, however little the affection, and let that be enough for them. But, in the end they knew, the little bits would never be enough. They couldn't live this way forever.
The two different entities dueled for hours on end, within the girls' tired bodies, and both made good remarks on their behalves. There were as many reasons to stay, as there were to leave.
Now there was only one problem...
Who was right?
Their hearts or their heads?
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Master Trunks, Goten and Uubu had gone out, again. Usually, they would have gone to a tournament in the surrounding area, but that was before. Now, they were just sitting and being lazy. They might as well have been home. They were tired of being neglected.
They knew they were being selfish, but they had a damn good reason. These three girls had given up a perfect summer for nothing. Okay, they had improved in their fighting, much more than they believed they ever would. And they had learned every move their teachers could throw at them. They were now perfectly balanced in everyway now. They couldn't have gotten any better if they tried. And now that it was over, what could they do? This had been a business proposal, and now that it was fulfilled, what were they supposed to do now that it's over?
"Why can't we leave again?" Bra asked with a sigh. She was lying on the couch, and Marron sat on the other end, with Bra's feet propped up on her lap. Pan was sitting on the loveseat, watching the TV. Not really paying attention to what was on, more like thinking while pretending to keep her calm look.
"We do need to make a decision. What should we do? I mean we hold no more real point being here. Do you thing we should cut training short?" Marron asked, and she tapped her finger against her chin thoughtfully. She was angry, but refused to show it. It just wasn't her to act angry, but she wanted a conclusion to this misadventure.
"Do we have a good reason to remain?" Pan asked as she fiddled with a ring in her finger. She couldn't just talk about this kind of problem, but it needed to be done. A verdict as to what would happen needed to be known. What were they going to do with their broken hearts and dampened spirits?
"Well, we either sit here and take the pain, or leave with our pride in tact?" Bra said, closing her eyes. She didn't want to talk about the 'G' word. She knew if she did, she would lose her heart completely.
"Why don't we ask Master Trunks, Master Goten and Master..." Marron trailed off with a sad glance at her lap. Pan looked at her friends, and she knew she'd get depressed more if she continued to stare at them. She was just as upset, but more subtle.
"Why don't we just tell them we're in love?" Pan asked, and the other two had paled, but different reasons. Marron didn't think she could do it, while Bra knew she wasn't going to get embarrassed for saying such things.
"TELL THEM?????? We might as well just jump off the face of the planet!!!!!" Bra yelled, and Pan gave her friend a questioning look.
"Why don't we tell them...?" Marron asked, and Bra sighed. Her friends knew nothing about what would happen if they told.
"If we did, we'd be kicked out, laughed at and a total embarrassments to the martial arts world!!!!! I mean, who has ever fallen for their instructors and can go around saying it?" Bra said with another exasperated sigh.
"We plan on leaving anyway, and I don't think anyone will really care. Name a girl who wouldn't have a crush on those three," Pan said with a shrug, and Bra groaned in her hands.
"Oh yeah! What do you think when we say, 'I'm sorry guys, but we're in love with you. Goodbye...'" Bra said with a dramatic performance, arms acting to make the scene more real, and the two others couldn't help but smile. Their first genuine smile... but was soon gone when...
"Bra..." a low voice spoke softly, and she gasped, scrambling off the floor. She looked at the emotionless face of the usually happy Goten.
Bowing as an apology, Bra immediately went to Marron's side. She hid her face in her friend's shoulder. What was she supposed to do? Had he heard their conversation? And if so, what would he do?
A sharp intake of breath brought Bra back to the real world, and she looked up for a second. Uubu had walked into the room, a scowl gracing his features. His hands were balled at his sides. She could tell that Marron had looked down at her lap again. Now she was sure. Their Masters had come home early...
There was a shift of weight on the couch. Bra saw that Pan had moved to the other side of the sofa, and was warily eyeing someone else. Master Trunks had come in, his face hard and defiant as he stared at Pan. She glared, but she couldn't keep it up. She was trying to hold a few tears back. She, the invincible Son Pan, wasn't as indestructible as everyone thought...
Bra couldn't help but tremble again, as she felt Goten's gaze return to her. She knew what would come now.
"Masters, I-" Pan tried to start, but was silenced when a hand went up. Trunks stared at her harshly, and she met his gaze. His was a strong leer, while Pan's was a watery glare. She couldn't do it. She just couldn't look at him like she used to. As the friend he started out as, but as the executioner of her crumbling emotions.
"We heard it all, if that's what you want to know," Uubu said with monotone, and the coldness of his voice were ice crystals, and they that penetrated Marron's shield. She was trying to keep her cool, but what could she do? Her heart was too shattered. She couldn't protect herself in her most vulnerable times.
"So? Why should you care? You've known that girls have had crushes on you, and you have girlfriends. Why should our little feelings change anything?" Bra asked, trying to keep her voice from cracking. But she knew what she said was a lie. She knew that they made the feelings different. Their passion for these men was not the common crush most girls had.
Trunks, Uubu and Goten had known of other girls' sentiments of them, but these young women's feelings were unlike any others. The new affections were from their students, their friends (at least, something close to that) and their past childhood "rivals"...
But the emotions they held were...
Real...
"But that's just it! It's you! You guys change it!!! We wouldn't care if it was another girl, but you're our apprentices, our friends and-!" Uubu was soon interrupted by Marron, who was starting to tear. The twenty-year-old soon felt guilt seep into his body, and his mouth shut immediately.
"IF WE'RE YOUR *FRIENDS* THAN WHAT HAVE YOU GUYS BEEN?!?!?!?! You ignored us for weeks and then you have the nerve to call us you pals?!?!?!?!? You don't even deserve that much respect from us!!!!!!!" Pan yelled, and everyone's eyes landed on her. Trunks looked Pan over, and she glared at him. She was already broken, what else did he want from her?
"Pan, you know you guys mean a lot to us. Why are you acting like this? We deserve more appreciation than that," Trunks replied to her outburst. She laughed a sarcastic laugh and shook her head slightly, and he glared at her. How dare she perform such a disrespectful act? After all that they'd done for them...
"Trunks, you're just a lying piece of shit!" she cursed, a pissed off tone in her voice, and everyone gasped at her boldness. Not many can say that they've cursed at Trunks Vegeta-Briefs and lived to tell the tale, "If we mean so much to you guys, than why are second-best? We used to always hang out, and you actually cared about us!
"But no! Now you're always out! With your girlfriends, who happen to be a bunch of third-class sluts! And us, your ACTUAL friends, are just a side thought! I AM SICK AND TIRED OF BEING YOUR 'SO-CALLED-FRIEND'!!!!! If you can't like me and my friends, and spend time with us, than why are we still here????!!!! Maybe we should just leave!!!!!" Pan screamed, her eyes were watering because of her outburst. She looked so upset and was so close to bawling. But she couldn't, not yet...
Feeling his anger spike, Trunks' glare hardened, and his fuming words spilled from his mouth.
"Dammit Pan! What the hell do you want from us? We're your friends, okay? So you're not the people we think of the first thing in the morning, so what?! Don't be so goddamn selfish! We have lives too!" Trunks raged, and then the detached Goten's words came as well, except what he said hurt the most...
"You know what, Pan? You're right... You're not our 'friends', our girlfriends; you're no longer our students either, just so we can straighten everything out! The only thing keeping you here are those ~feelings~..." Goten said, his words penetrating the defense the girls had built around their devastated hearts, "So why don't you take those crummy emotions you have, and get the hell out... You're done, guys..."
Bra was choking down her sobs, while Marron hugged her again. Just like when they found out about their feelings. Marron held her tears in check, but just barely. She wouldn't cry. Not right there where they could watch...
When she knew they were gone, she would let her anguish finally flow. Pan wasn't glaring anymore. She merely stared, and for once, her heart was in her eyes. Her emotion wasn't wiped from her face, like it usually was...
Everyone could see her pain, her sadness and the tragic broken heart she nursed behind her strong mask. There was only so much a girl could hold onto, and perhaps if she were older...
No... Age would not bring acceptance into her mind, nor would it prepare her for such pain.
Nope... all she needed was time. They all needed time. The older men to calm down, and the girls to recompose their thoughts...
And pack their bags...
With a defeated sigh, Pan stood up, and pushed past her former "Masters". Yes, at one time, they had respected these martial artists. But they were no longer their trainees, merely new competitors. That was what they would become soon, when they were old enough to compete in their league.
But the girls weren't completely sure...
Could they really compete with the men who, at some point in their lives, meant more to them than anything? Time would heal all wounds. But the girls couldn't help but wonder...
Were these wounds already too deep? Would they become infected? Would they be able to even *compete* after such a heart-wrenching dilemma?
As their hearts and minds ended their quarrel, they knew their minds had won. Their hearts couldn't keep battling forever, especially after all the stress on it. It may have not been glass, but their hearts weren't diamonds weren't either. The strain was finally past their original guess.
No. Now they were finally broken. To try and pick up the pieces of their hearts was impossible. Their souls had died that day, and trying to bring it back was as likely as getting back their emotions. Trunks, Goten and Uubu held their hearts, or, at least, what was left of them...
How much could these girls take, without their spirits, to help them in the long run?
They had no idea, after all...
Only time would tell...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
AN: Okay, another sad chapter! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to bum you guys out, but you have to understand. The girls were selfish, yes they knew that, but so were the men. The guys just immediately ran when they faced something they couldn't handle physically. So, Trunks', Goten's and Uubu's dating was merely running from the feelings the younger girls provoked.
Pan and her friends had gotten it quick enough, but wouldn't act on it; for fear that they would be looked down upon by their one-sided loves. So, right now, they're taking on all of the pain...
Anyway, there will be a happy ending, don't worry. I'm not sure how to end it, but it will be happy. Revenge will come, not to worry, but it will have to be in a few more chapters. This fic won't last much longer though; about 5 or 6 chapters tops. But, until then, REVIEW!!!!!!
Much love,
Adobo-chan^-^
So, please review!!!!!!
Warning: Another sad chapter. No happiness in the next chappies. I'm sorry, but I'm afraid the men will be idiots (like they usually are). I know. A lot of you guys wanted them to get together, while others wanted the girls to get their revenge. Both will come in due time. Don't worry. But, for now, our ladies will be upset. Gomen nasai!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything!!!! DON'T SUE!!! You'll get nothing. I have zero, zilch and nada...
Trunks: Why am I always ignored? Why didn't I get to say anything?
A-chan: Because you hurt Pan. You'll have to leave for a while Trunks. I can't guarantee your safety from all of the Pan-chan fans.
Pan fans: *run in with sharp objects* Where's Trunks???!!!
A-chan: *points at an open door* He just left...
*Pan fans run to kill Trunks*
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Chapter 11: Decision
~*~
Two weeks had passed since the girls had hit their depression...
Their Masters kept seeing those sluts from town, and the famous beginning team had been pushed into the back of their teachers' minds. They were still getting used to the fact that those girls were hanging around all the time.
They were around in the morning, to cook breakfast and be with their boyfriends. In the afternoon, those bitches were watching and gawking at the men when they were training. They were half-naked, and any girl would like to see that, but it was still an annoyance. And, of course at night, where they would take the masters out or stay and...
NO! They, the Silver Dragons, weren't even going to think about it. Not only was the thought disgusting, but it hurt too. The moans and grunts coming from their Masters' rooms were enough to send their bodies racking with sobs. Why did the walls have to be so goddamn thin?
That was pretty much every night. They would cry their eyes dry, and their hearts would crack a little more. Their tears would streak their pretty faces, and then the girls would fall into a restless slumber. Finally, they would awake with a large pool of salt water on their pillow.
They never cooked in the morning anymore. It was no longer their job. They weren't as worked over as they had been when their Instructors began to train them. They were becoming bored and angry. Over the short time, they became impassive around their Masters, and were no longer noticed.
If they wanted to be ignored all summer than they would have stayed home. So they were deciding. Should they stay and endure the torture, or leave and get over their broken hearts...?
The latter seemed the best choice, right? But, they couldn't just up and leave. They didn't know how much they needed the men, but they were beginning to understand. Without them, they felt the need to withdraw, just as if they were cut off from their drug. These men made them yearn for their presence, but had not let them near. And it hurt them, both mentally and physically.
Their entire beings craved for their Masters' attention and the loving feelings they had given off. It hurt to even think that these women, who had only known these men for a fortnight, were already the ones their teachers desired. So, they needed to make a decision.
Their minds told them to leave. They could live so much better without these men holding them back. They weren't being trained anymore, and they had no real purpose, not here or in life. Why couldn't they just say goodbye? They had many offers from other great teams who would probably teach them something.
Trunks, Goten and Uubu had been wonderful to them, if only for a time, but what was the point in staying with them if they'd just try to stay away from them? To train, you'd have to be AROUND the ones you were instructing. They knew they were only complicating their Masters' wishes and their own. The girls were also compromising their feelings, and settling for something lower than what they deserved.
The girls' hearts, on the other hand, couldn't do it. They couldn't leave the men who had stolen their spirits. They were in too deep. Our young teens had fallen without notice, and without a clue how to get back up. They needed these men, no matter what their raging feelings wanted.
Everything around them struck a chord, and told them of the loves they could never have. Pan and her friends couldn't think of another way to live. Part of them just wanted to stay. To stay with these men, take what they could get, however little the affection, and let that be enough for them. But, in the end they knew, the little bits would never be enough. They couldn't live this way forever.
The two different entities dueled for hours on end, within the girls' tired bodies, and both made good remarks on their behalves. There were as many reasons to stay, as there were to leave.
Now there was only one problem...
Who was right?
Their hearts or their heads?
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Master Trunks, Goten and Uubu had gone out, again. Usually, they would have gone to a tournament in the surrounding area, but that was before. Now, they were just sitting and being lazy. They might as well have been home. They were tired of being neglected.
They knew they were being selfish, but they had a damn good reason. These three girls had given up a perfect summer for nothing. Okay, they had improved in their fighting, much more than they believed they ever would. And they had learned every move their teachers could throw at them. They were now perfectly balanced in everyway now. They couldn't have gotten any better if they tried. And now that it was over, what could they do? This had been a business proposal, and now that it was fulfilled, what were they supposed to do now that it's over?
"Why can't we leave again?" Bra asked with a sigh. She was lying on the couch, and Marron sat on the other end, with Bra's feet propped up on her lap. Pan was sitting on the loveseat, watching the TV. Not really paying attention to what was on, more like thinking while pretending to keep her calm look.
"We do need to make a decision. What should we do? I mean we hold no more real point being here. Do you thing we should cut training short?" Marron asked, and she tapped her finger against her chin thoughtfully. She was angry, but refused to show it. It just wasn't her to act angry, but she wanted a conclusion to this misadventure.
"Do we have a good reason to remain?" Pan asked as she fiddled with a ring in her finger. She couldn't just talk about this kind of problem, but it needed to be done. A verdict as to what would happen needed to be known. What were they going to do with their broken hearts and dampened spirits?
"Well, we either sit here and take the pain, or leave with our pride in tact?" Bra said, closing her eyes. She didn't want to talk about the 'G' word. She knew if she did, she would lose her heart completely.
"Why don't we ask Master Trunks, Master Goten and Master..." Marron trailed off with a sad glance at her lap. Pan looked at her friends, and she knew she'd get depressed more if she continued to stare at them. She was just as upset, but more subtle.
"Why don't we just tell them we're in love?" Pan asked, and the other two had paled, but different reasons. Marron didn't think she could do it, while Bra knew she wasn't going to get embarrassed for saying such things.
"TELL THEM?????? We might as well just jump off the face of the planet!!!!!" Bra yelled, and Pan gave her friend a questioning look.
"Why don't we tell them...?" Marron asked, and Bra sighed. Her friends knew nothing about what would happen if they told.
"If we did, we'd be kicked out, laughed at and a total embarrassments to the martial arts world!!!!! I mean, who has ever fallen for their instructors and can go around saying it?" Bra said with another exasperated sigh.
"We plan on leaving anyway, and I don't think anyone will really care. Name a girl who wouldn't have a crush on those three," Pan said with a shrug, and Bra groaned in her hands.
"Oh yeah! What do you think when we say, 'I'm sorry guys, but we're in love with you. Goodbye...'" Bra said with a dramatic performance, arms acting to make the scene more real, and the two others couldn't help but smile. Their first genuine smile... but was soon gone when...
"Bra..." a low voice spoke softly, and she gasped, scrambling off the floor. She looked at the emotionless face of the usually happy Goten.
Bowing as an apology, Bra immediately went to Marron's side. She hid her face in her friend's shoulder. What was she supposed to do? Had he heard their conversation? And if so, what would he do?
A sharp intake of breath brought Bra back to the real world, and she looked up for a second. Uubu had walked into the room, a scowl gracing his features. His hands were balled at his sides. She could tell that Marron had looked down at her lap again. Now she was sure. Their Masters had come home early...
There was a shift of weight on the couch. Bra saw that Pan had moved to the other side of the sofa, and was warily eyeing someone else. Master Trunks had come in, his face hard and defiant as he stared at Pan. She glared, but she couldn't keep it up. She was trying to hold a few tears back. She, the invincible Son Pan, wasn't as indestructible as everyone thought...
Bra couldn't help but tremble again, as she felt Goten's gaze return to her. She knew what would come now.
"Masters, I-" Pan tried to start, but was silenced when a hand went up. Trunks stared at her harshly, and she met his gaze. His was a strong leer, while Pan's was a watery glare. She couldn't do it. She just couldn't look at him like she used to. As the friend he started out as, but as the executioner of her crumbling emotions.
"We heard it all, if that's what you want to know," Uubu said with monotone, and the coldness of his voice were ice crystals, and they that penetrated Marron's shield. She was trying to keep her cool, but what could she do? Her heart was too shattered. She couldn't protect herself in her most vulnerable times.
"So? Why should you care? You've known that girls have had crushes on you, and you have girlfriends. Why should our little feelings change anything?" Bra asked, trying to keep her voice from cracking. But she knew what she said was a lie. She knew that they made the feelings different. Their passion for these men was not the common crush most girls had.
Trunks, Uubu and Goten had known of other girls' sentiments of them, but these young women's feelings were unlike any others. The new affections were from their students, their friends (at least, something close to that) and their past childhood "rivals"...
But the emotions they held were...
Real...
"But that's just it! It's you! You guys change it!!! We wouldn't care if it was another girl, but you're our apprentices, our friends and-!" Uubu was soon interrupted by Marron, who was starting to tear. The twenty-year-old soon felt guilt seep into his body, and his mouth shut immediately.
"IF WE'RE YOUR *FRIENDS* THAN WHAT HAVE YOU GUYS BEEN?!?!?!?! You ignored us for weeks and then you have the nerve to call us you pals?!?!?!?!? You don't even deserve that much respect from us!!!!!!!" Pan yelled, and everyone's eyes landed on her. Trunks looked Pan over, and she glared at him. She was already broken, what else did he want from her?
"Pan, you know you guys mean a lot to us. Why are you acting like this? We deserve more appreciation than that," Trunks replied to her outburst. She laughed a sarcastic laugh and shook her head slightly, and he glared at her. How dare she perform such a disrespectful act? After all that they'd done for them...
"Trunks, you're just a lying piece of shit!" she cursed, a pissed off tone in her voice, and everyone gasped at her boldness. Not many can say that they've cursed at Trunks Vegeta-Briefs and lived to tell the tale, "If we mean so much to you guys, than why are second-best? We used to always hang out, and you actually cared about us!
"But no! Now you're always out! With your girlfriends, who happen to be a bunch of third-class sluts! And us, your ACTUAL friends, are just a side thought! I AM SICK AND TIRED OF BEING YOUR 'SO-CALLED-FRIEND'!!!!! If you can't like me and my friends, and spend time with us, than why are we still here????!!!! Maybe we should just leave!!!!!" Pan screamed, her eyes were watering because of her outburst. She looked so upset and was so close to bawling. But she couldn't, not yet...
Feeling his anger spike, Trunks' glare hardened, and his fuming words spilled from his mouth.
"Dammit Pan! What the hell do you want from us? We're your friends, okay? So you're not the people we think of the first thing in the morning, so what?! Don't be so goddamn selfish! We have lives too!" Trunks raged, and then the detached Goten's words came as well, except what he said hurt the most...
"You know what, Pan? You're right... You're not our 'friends', our girlfriends; you're no longer our students either, just so we can straighten everything out! The only thing keeping you here are those ~feelings~..." Goten said, his words penetrating the defense the girls had built around their devastated hearts, "So why don't you take those crummy emotions you have, and get the hell out... You're done, guys..."
Bra was choking down her sobs, while Marron hugged her again. Just like when they found out about their feelings. Marron held her tears in check, but just barely. She wouldn't cry. Not right there where they could watch...
When she knew they were gone, she would let her anguish finally flow. Pan wasn't glaring anymore. She merely stared, and for once, her heart was in her eyes. Her emotion wasn't wiped from her face, like it usually was...
Everyone could see her pain, her sadness and the tragic broken heart she nursed behind her strong mask. There was only so much a girl could hold onto, and perhaps if she were older...
No... Age would not bring acceptance into her mind, nor would it prepare her for such pain.
Nope... all she needed was time. They all needed time. The older men to calm down, and the girls to recompose their thoughts...
And pack their bags...
With a defeated sigh, Pan stood up, and pushed past her former "Masters". Yes, at one time, they had respected these martial artists. But they were no longer their trainees, merely new competitors. That was what they would become soon, when they were old enough to compete in their league.
But the girls weren't completely sure...
Could they really compete with the men who, at some point in their lives, meant more to them than anything? Time would heal all wounds. But the girls couldn't help but wonder...
Were these wounds already too deep? Would they become infected? Would they be able to even *compete* after such a heart-wrenching dilemma?
As their hearts and minds ended their quarrel, they knew their minds had won. Their hearts couldn't keep battling forever, especially after all the stress on it. It may have not been glass, but their hearts weren't diamonds weren't either. The strain was finally past their original guess.
No. Now they were finally broken. To try and pick up the pieces of their hearts was impossible. Their souls had died that day, and trying to bring it back was as likely as getting back their emotions. Trunks, Goten and Uubu held their hearts, or, at least, what was left of them...
How much could these girls take, without their spirits, to help them in the long run?
They had no idea, after all...
Only time would tell...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
AN: Okay, another sad chapter! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to bum you guys out, but you have to understand. The girls were selfish, yes they knew that, but so were the men. The guys just immediately ran when they faced something they couldn't handle physically. So, Trunks', Goten's and Uubu's dating was merely running from the feelings the younger girls provoked.
Pan and her friends had gotten it quick enough, but wouldn't act on it; for fear that they would be looked down upon by their one-sided loves. So, right now, they're taking on all of the pain...
Anyway, there will be a happy ending, don't worry. I'm not sure how to end it, but it will be happy. Revenge will come, not to worry, but it will have to be in a few more chapters. This fic won't last much longer though; about 5 or 6 chapters tops. But, until then, REVIEW!!!!!!
Much love,
Adobo-chan^-^