Give me a sign

Ages: saiyan years- Pan-17, Ryanna-19 almost 20, Trunks-19 almost 20, Bardock-30, Goten-19, Bra-17

Couples: Trunks/Pan, Bardock/Ryanna, and Goten/Bra

"Talking"

'Thinking/Bond communication'

Lyrics/ saiyan tongue

~Scene change/Flashback/P.O.V change~

Chapter 16: What of this, my prince?

Trunks spent the whole day with Damien. He took him to lunch and played with him out in the gardens. Now they were in his room and while Damien sat on the floor writing or more like scribbling on a piece of paper, Trunks was removing his armor for a nice hot bath. "Are you gonna be okay here squirt while I take a shower?" Damien nodded his head. Lifting up his paper he gave it to Trunks. The paper had three colorful scribbles on it. "What is this?" "It's mommy, my daddy, and me." Trunks swallowed hard and knelt down to the boy. "Who is your daddy, Damien?" Damien tilted his head to the side with a smile. "I don't know. I just made him up." "Doesn't your mommy ever talk about him?"

Damien nods at the Prince's question. "What does she say about him?" "She says he is a kind man. And she says that even though she cares for him a lot she does not love him." "She told you this?" "No, she told Miss Pan." Trunks nodded with a confused look on his face. He stood up and gave back the picture to Damien. "Hold this until I get back okay?" Damien nodded and went back to his paper. Meanwhile Ryanna and Pan were walking down the hall to pick up Damien. Unknown to them, that Trunks had the little tike. "Hey there Simone. I'm here for Damien." "Did the prince not tell you?" Ryanna cocked an eyebrow. "Tell me what?" "Prince Trunks said he would look after little Damien today while you were training." Ryanna gaped. "No..." Ryanna took off in a heartbeat.

Pan turned to Simone. "Why did he do that?" "He says he pities the poor girl and wants to help her." Pan groaned. "Oh boy, what if Damien told him?" "Told him what?" "Never mind, I gotta go, see yah later Simone!" Pan ran after Ryanna. Simone scratched her head. "I tell you, young people now a days." She shook her head and went back tending to the other babies. Ryanna ran up the corridor and up to Trunks' room where she knocked earnestly. Damien looked up from his paper once more. He looked to the bathroom where Trunks had not yet emerged. With a shrug from his tiny shoulders, Damien got up and unlocked the door.

Ryanna burst in and looked around. "MOMMY!" Ryanna looked to her feet where Damien had attached himself to her knees. "Oh thank heavens." She knelt down and kissed his forehead. Trunks came out with nothing but his pants and a wet towel around his shoulders. He looked to Ryanna who looked back at him with a mix between fear and hate in her eyes. "How dare you Trunks! Why didn't you even bother to tell me you had my son with you?!" "I didn't want to disturb your training. The last time I did you went berserk on me." Ryanna glared and shut the door getting ready to yell at him. She didn't care if he was the prince. She was gonna yell at him.

Pan rushed by the last few corridors but bumped into two unaware passers. "Pan! Get off of me." "Oh sorry bro, sorry Princess Bra, I'm kind a in a hurry." "What's the rush?" "Ryanna is in a panic. Trunks took Damien without consulting her first." "Ooh this I gotta see! Come on Goten." Bra grabbed Goten's hand and raced down the rest of the corridor. When they reached the door, it was locked. "Damn it, now we won't be able to get in and find out what is going on." "On the contrary," Bra smirked. Placing a hand to the side of Trunks' door, a secret hatch opened up beneath their feet. "Follow me you guys." "Oh cool, how awesome is this?"

In Trunks' room, things were heating up. "What of this my prince? Why do you insist on barging into my business?" "I was trying to help you!" "Yeah right! Simone is perfectly capable of taking care of my son. What reasons do you have?" Trunks looked guiltily to the floor. In the right/north corner of the room was a vent in which Bra, Pan and Goten peeked their heads and listened in. Trunks looked back up to her and began to speak in saiyan tongue.

Trunks: Who is he, Ryanna? Who is the father?

Ryanna sighed and gave him a reply.

Ryanna: What's it to you?

Trunks: I worry, everyone does. After last night I thought you might open your heart.

Pan furrowed her eyebrows. "What are they saying?" "They're speaking in our native tongue." "It just sounds like a bunch of growling to me." "To people who haven't learn the language, yes. But Ryanna and Trunks are fluent in it and can switch languages often as they want. Right now Trunks is asking about, you know what, and trying to find out, you know who."

Ryanna: Well don't, I don't need it. I don't need the pity.

Trunks: We can't help it. It's a habit that can't be broken.

Ryanna: Did Bardock put his two cents in as well?

Trunks: Yes, he is blaming himself for what happened to you last night.

Ryanna crossed her arms and looked to the floor.

Trunks: He loves you, you know.

Ryanna: Yes I know. *smiles* and I love him.

Trunks: You don't show it.

Ryanna: I don't want to.

Trunks: Well you should. It will help you a lot. I know I'm more happy now that I've met Pan.

Bra smiled and looked at Pan. Pan cocked an eyebrow. "What?" "He loves you." Pan smiled and looked back at the argument.

Ryanna: Well that's fine and dandy for you. The last I heard though you weren't me. So how do you know it's better.

Trunks: Everyone is the same when it comes to love. You love Damien's father don't you?

Ryanna: Bardock isn't Damien's father.

Trunks: Well at least I got that much.

"Bad move bro." Bra winced as she saw Ryanna glare at Trunks.

Ryanna: Trunks! It's...

Ryanna was about to say "it's none of your business" but technically it was. He was the father, but how could she tell him that and not have her life ruined even more?

Trunks: It's what?

Ryanna: It's, the father is....

Trunks: Is who?

Ryanna: The father is...

CLIFFHANGER!!! OOOH I'M EVIL! *DOES THE EVIL DANCE* Oh yeah uh huh! *looks around at staring people.* Um *cough* Review please! ^_^