Undying Love : Chapter 2

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Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ, man….I just own Richard, and I don't even wanna own him, so you can have him if you want. ;P

Chapter 2: The Meeting

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Pan yawned as she woke up and stared aimlessly at the ceiling, not wanting to get out of bed. She could already hear Marron in the kitchen, undoubtedly making breakfast.

"Rise and shine, Panny dear," Marron called out. "Get that lazy butt out of bed!"

Pan took one look at the clock and groaned. "Marron, it's only 9 p.m. for God's sake!"

Marron rolled her eyes. "Which is exactly why you should get up and go change. We're going to the Pier in less than fifteen minutes."

Grumbling to herself, Pan managed to get up out of bed and headed to the bathroom, carrying a T-shirt and jeans in her hands.

"Wait a minute-" Marron grabbed the T-shirt and flung it across the room. "You are not wearing that to the Pier."

"Oh, get a grip, Marron. What else am I going to wear, a skirt and a tank top?"

"Precisely," grinned Marron. "Hey, I'm letting you borrow one of mine. So chill."

"Oh no you don't," said Pan, backing away. "I've never worn a skirt in my entire life you little freak-"

"Well, there's always time to start," replied Marron cheerfully. "Fine, if you're that picky about it wear the blue tank top with jeans. It's much better than that hideous old T-shirt."

"Thank you," huffed Pan, and disappeared down the hall instantly. Ten minutes later she returned, fully dressed and smiling.

"Gimme those tablets again, would ya, Marron? I'm beginning to get a little dizzy."

"Here," said Marron, offering her the bottle. "You really can't survive without these, can you?"

Pan laughed. "That's like saying you can't live in a body without a soul. No, my dear Marron, these tablets are the only reason I'm alive today. Otherwise I woulda been history a long time ago."

Marron was quiet for awhile, not really knowing what to say. "Don't talk like that, Pan. Please."

"There's no point of living in a fantasy world," said Pan shrugging. "You're gonna have to face the facts one of these days."

'Shut up," muttered Marron. "Just please don't say a single word."

Pan just shrugged again and walked into the kitchen, where she noticed a heap of blueberry pancakes waiting for her.

"Marron, did I ever tell you that you're just full of suprises…" Pan grabbed a fork and dug in.

"You eat like a pig, for crying out loud," said Marron in disgust. "It's a wonder you're not overweight."

Pan laughed, but Marron saw something in her eyes she couldn't fully understand. Perhaps it was sorrow; perhaps it was pain. But the truth was, Pan Son could never gain weight no matter how hard she tried. In fact, she had been losing weight so quickly these past few months that she had begun to look almost gaunt. Her once ruby- red cheeks now seemed flat and drained. Tiny circles had started to form around her beautifully exotic eyes, but even they could not hide the beauty of Pan Son.

"Did you eat already?" questioned Pan with a mouthful of pancakes.

"Of course I did," Marron rolled her eyes. "I've been up since seven."

Pan nodded and finished off the rest of her pancakes. "Well then, I'm ready. Let's go."

"Yeah, grab that umbrella on your way out, Pan..I think it's beginning to drizzle outside."

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Trunks Briefs did not like waiting. Whether it be for an employee, a friend, or even his own mother, Trunks could get annoyed easily.

And right now was no exception.

His good friend Marron had invited him to the Pier at precisely nine thirty five. Trunks had shown up around ten, and had been waiting for a half an hour. There was still no sign of his blond-haired friend in sight.

He frowned. A single line of distress surrounded his perfectly shaped cheekbone. Yes, it was true- Trunks was one of the few most good looking young men around, not to mention filthy rich and single. He was often critisized for that very reason: being very eligible and not frequently dating women close to his age. His last girlfriend had been a strawberry-blonde divorcee, with a young toddler that always tagged along. But Trunks didn't mind; he was in fact very open minded and willing to try new things.

His most appealing aspect were his looks- blue eyed and lavender haired, he easily attracted attention in a large crowd of people. He had an easygoing attitude and one of those half-smiles that was suspiciously close to a smirk forever etched on his face.

"Goddamn," he muttered under his breath. "Where is she when you need her?"

He still remembered the first day at Boston U, when he had first met Marron. He had bumped into her- literally – while carrying a pile of books from the library. He had become quite popular on campus, since he was the young manager of Capsule Corps, a million-dollar business that everyone knew about. Marron was shy and hesitant at first- especially when she found out about his reputation. But Trunks was simple- and he knew right away that this girl was going to be one of his closest friends in college. Both of them had begun spending more and more time with each other, partly because both were lonely and in desperate need for a true friend.

He was well into his third year now, and particularly well set both in and out of college. Throughout the years there had never been a trace of romance between the two, although Trunks suspected that Marron might feel otherwise. She had dropped enough hints and had critically examined each of his girlfriends to make him think that she might want to be the next. But Trunks was a man of emotions; he hardly ever did anything if his heart wasn't in it. And he just didn't feel the same way about Marron.

Marron had a little quirk to her, a spunky side that Trunks adored. He, too, examined each of her boyfriends and then gave her critical comments about them later. Her current one was no exception; in fact, Trunks had an extreme dislike for Richard. What, he wondered, was this pretty blonde doing with that obnoxious kid who obviously only wanted her for sex?

Before he could think any further, however, he noticed Marron jogging over to say hello. He had begun to give her one of his smirks when he suddenly realized that another girl was with her.

"Hey, Trunks!" Marron called out as she came closer. "Sorry for making you wait so long," she huffed. "Let me introduce you to my good friend Pan Son. Pan, meet Trunks, my college buddy."

It was then that Trunks had his first good look at Pan Son. He was surprised; what had seemed like a tomboyish figure from far away now seemed more delicate and feminine. But it was her eyes that caught his attention; deep, soulful brown eyes that he had never quite seen anywhere else. He had the sudden impulse to reach out and touch her soft black hair, but forced himself not to. She was beautiful in every way, and Trunks Briefs could not get his eyes off of her.

"…known her since high school," Marron was saying.

Pan caught him staring at her and raised an eyebrow, which caused Trunks to snap back to reality.

"Nice to meet you, Pan." He extended a hand towards her and gave her his best smile.

"You too," she replied quickly. As their hands met, he could have sworn he felt a jolt of familiarity in it. It was as if he knew her from somewhere; someplace long ago. As he tried to shake off this strange feeling of déjà vu, Pan suddenly took her hand away. He could see it in her eyes too; she felt the same shock he did. Startled, he tried to think of something to say.

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A/N: Sorry, I just had to end it there, the chapter was getting way too long. nn And no more updates until I get some more reviews! Come on people, show me some support…