Finding Inspiration

By: LLy

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball, Dragonball Z, Dragonball GT.

A/N: Yay, finals are over!!! Since my frantic studying has ended, I could devote more time to writing. Double yay! For this story, this means faster updates. Also, the story will pick up and move considerably faster after this chapter. T/P will become a lot more apparent in the coming chapters.

*Big thank-yous for: DBZChicky501, Anonymous, gohansfan, Sarith McGregor, dolphin, Petra Delling, zombie v, siren, kutie-pan, Lizzy, animefreak-trunkspan-luver4evr, Sephie, Brandon B, ills, Z, coherentidiot, lithium-Like, ayarose, druid, Daarthe Monogpfm, MarsMoonStar, Lady Tomboy da_blk_sayiangurl, rhane, Veresti Lirit Tristian*

When the realization of what she had just done fully registered, her triumphant mood faltered. It seemed like the night had suddenly gotten colder.

"Damn." Rubbing her cooling hands, she shook her head at her own stupidity. "I'm supposed to befriend him, not…..push him into the pool." How lame…maybe she should quit while she's ahead. But she's already begun the 'meeting' and now it's up to Trunks to make the next move. Speaking of which, what is he going to do? The possibilities running through her head were not very pleasant at all….

Well, whatever she predicted, what she was not expecting was the raucous laughter that resounded when he finally resurfaced. Stupefied for a moment, her defensive wall immediately came up. Nobody in his right mind would laugh after being push into an artic-like pool by an aggravated guest. Was he…laughing at her?

"What are you smiling at?!!!!" She had the childish urge to put her hands on her hip and pout. It doesn't matter that she was the one responsible for his predicament. The guilt was entirely gone.

"You still have spunk." And that statement stopped everything.

His hair was sticking to his face and his clothes were soaked but what took her breath away were his eyes. They were still as blue as ever and unlike his previous unresponsive gaze, this time there was softness and warmth. But just as quick it appeared, it was gone. To the average eye, the moment was so brief that they would have questioned ever seeing it at all. Pan frowned a bit, but knew not to doubt what she saw. Trunks still cared and isn't unaffected even if he fooled the world otherwise.

"May we talk?" There, she took the tentative first step.

"So talk."

She sighed noisily. Well, she hadn't expected him to just tell her what's wrong….

Taking off her platform shoes, she sat down at the edge of the pool and slowly dunked her feet into the pool. At least they were even now, as far as the incident went. Granted he was soaking wet, but this was as far as she would go.

Clearing her voice, she realized she was at a lost what to say. Glancing briefly at the nighttime sky, she smiled as she found her inspiration.

 "The stars are really beautiful tonight." Her glittered gaze returns to the blue-eyed man. "I could stare at them for all eternity and be content."

Despite her wholehearted attempt, he merely smirked and turned his back on her. "Don't let me stop you." With even strides, he proceeded to walk away.

Pan's sudden appearance that evening at Capsule Corp. had startled him. Seeing her again had actually been enough to warm his heart…but it was just so easy to slip back into the frosty shell he had erected in the years. It was fortunate he was adamant about maintaining his cold demeanor. At least this way, everything would be for the best. No hurt and no regret. Just leave and pretend….

Trunks stopped abruptly as arms embraced him form behind. His eyes soften. Panny-chan….

"I miss you." It was spoken so softly, but the three words were carried clearly through. "Do you have any idea how much?" She laid her head on his back, hair becoming undone.

Trunks felt his heart clench when he heard sobbing. "6 years...6 GODDAMNED years! Why did the visits stop? Even if you were as busy as they say, a phone call sometimes would be nice!"

'Please stop, Pan…you're breaking my heart…..'

He could feel the tears, could see it marring her features. It wasn't supposed to be like this.  "I try to tell myself not to take any offense, but it's so hard! I need you!" She gave an angry hiccup as she tightened her grip.

"Isn't it funny? How man-girl, independent Pan could admit she needed someone? But, I'm human, dammit! Did you know when was the first time I truly cried?! It was at night, in my dorms…crying over the fact that my best friends want nothing to do with me! Why?! WHY?! Please tell me what I have done to deserve it, Trunks!"

Unable to stand it anymore, he turned around and embraced her fiercely.

"Nothing...you have done nothing." He murmured into her hair.

Tilting her head, she looked into his eyes. " I could live with this solitude if you're happy. "

Her face crumpled. "But you're not. I've known since that day that you've been miserable as well…like you were abandoned by the world…" Pan sighed and buried her head in his warmth, as if hiding from the world. "Will you tell me what's wrong? Don't turn away from me…I care about you….."

Trunks 's resolve finally broke and he realized helplessly that he could not turn away from his Panny-chan. "It's been so long…and…I miss you as well."

Pan smiled against him.

"Every time I hurt, I make myself numb to the world…and pretty soon, I don't have to try anymore…pathetic, isn't it?"

A sigh. "But if you're willing to be patient with me, with time…I'll share everything with you."

That night, a hurting soul and his angel made a promise.

"Ms. Bulma, is there a reason why the outdoors' pool is suddenly closed for the night?" Antoine asked of the sly host.

But she was busy on the phone, reserving a table for two at a very prestigious restaurant out of town for tomorrow night.

TBC

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