Undying Love : Chapter 1
Author's Note: Yes ladies and gentlemen, Rose Kitty is back! For those of you that have never read any of my work before it was so rudely deleted, let me tell you that I am a T/P writer and some of my major fics include We Meet Again, For The Love Of a Saiyan, and Duplicate. We Meet Again is the only one that still remains on this site. Most of my work was removed from this site by and I have no clue why. So…I quit writing for awhile. But a writer can only contain herself so long. P So here I am, with a brand new T/P fic that I'm sure you'll enjoy, because hey, I know I had fun writing it. ;)
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Chapter 1: Pan
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Pan Son checked herself out in the mirror for a second time and decided that she didn't look too bad. Her long, jet black hair fell loosely around her shoulders and her warm, coffee colored eyes twinkled when she smiled. She smiled a lot these days, because it helped get rid of the pain. She peered at herself again in the mirror. She was thin, sure, but so were a lot of other young women her age. She smiled brightly at the mirror, and convinced herself that she didn't look like she was going to die soon.
But there were certain facts about her that she could not wish away.
Her long black hair was a wig. Months of chemotherapy had killed off the last strands of her own hair. She was still very sick, but she didn't let herself think about that often. Her sickness was just a part of her now, something that she knew wasn't going to go away without a fight. And Pan Son had been fighting all her life- fighting the endless pit of bone cancer.
Absently, she grabbed a handful of herbal tablets and swallowed them down with one gulp of water.
"I don't know how you can take all those pills at once," Her friend Marron said, looking at her from behind the current issue of Seventeen. "I'd go crazy if I were you."
Pan shrugged. "You get used to it after awhile," She took another long gulp. "Besides, you don't have much of a choice, given that you're going to die soon anyway." Pan gave a short laugh.
Marron immediately wished she could take back her words and jumped out of bed to give Pan a hug. "Hey, I'm sorry, Panny. I know that it's….hard on you. But you're going to get better, all right? When you start talking like that, all depressed, it scares the hell outta me because I don't know what I'd do without you."
A dark shadow passed over Pan's face. "Quit lying to me, would you Marron? You know it, I know it, and the doctors know it. I'm not going to get any better."
"Yes you will! Don't give me that crap, okay? You've been fighting it for five years now. What makes you think you can't fight it the rest of your life?"
"Because I'm getting worse." Pan whispered softly. "Don't pretend you can't see it. I'm getting thinner every day, Marron."
Marron paused, and took her friend's hand gently. "I won't let anything happen to you, Pan. I swear, you're all I've got."
Marron's parents had died two years ago in a fatal car crash, and Marron had taken it hard. She had no other siblings, and had moved out the very next summer to live at Boston University, which she already attended. Pan and Marron's friendship went back to their high school days, when both girls had been popular cheerleaders. Two years later, Marron had lost touch with most of her old friends, but she remained close to Pan.
Pan smiled. "No I'm not. You've got Richard for crying out loud."
Marron rolled her eyes. "Yeah, well, I don't think our affair's going to last very long. He's being a real jerk ever since he found out I was a virgin."
Pan laughed, and gave her the famous Son-grin. "See, I told you Wonder Boy wasn't all he's cracked up to be."
"Let's not talk about him. Please," Marron begged. "It's bad enough he shows up at work every day." She plopped back down on the bed. "Besides, you're here to have some fun. Get your mind off of chemotherapy, for God's sake."
Although the two girls shared an apartment, Pan spent most of her time in the hospital. She stayed there for weeks, sometimes even months before she returned. And even when she did come back, she knew it was only a matter of time before she got sick again.
Pan yawned. "Didn't you say we were going to meet some of your friends tomorrow?"
Marron grinned. "Yeah. And not just any friend. You get to meet Trunks Briefs."
Trunks. Pan had heard a lot about him from Marron. According to her, he was the most handsome man she had ever seen in her entire life. Pan just found it rather amusing.
"He's a nice guy, Pan. Honestly. A little sarcastic, maybe, but he has a good heart."
"Yeah, and a good body, " Pan snorted. "Marron, what makes you think I'm going to like that stuck up fool?"
"You've never even met him, you idiot. What makes you think he's a stuck up fool?"
"Oh, I'd bet my life on it." Pan laughed. "But if you say so, Marron. I'll meet this guy and have a good laugh afterwards."
Marron shook her head. "You really are something, you know.
"I know. I'm a dying soul, that's what I am."
Marron threw a pillow at her. "Oh, please."
Pan laughed. "Good night, hun. Sweet dreams."
"Sweet dreams, Pan."
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A/N: Hope you like it so far! Tell me if I should continue? Oh yeah, and none of them are Saiyans, ok? That would mess up my fic. P Then Pan could just eat a senzu bean and live happily ever after. :)
Next Chapter: Pan meets Trunks….will sparks fly? Or will she really 'have a good laugh about it afterwards'? It's T/P, take a wild guess. ;P