Imaginary
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A/N: Gomen nasai!! *cowers in fear* I've been really busy with everything in life.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, so please don't sue. However, if you really wanna, you can get this...*searches pockets* ... this pretty, shiny penny. A whole cent, not half, but whole. Imagine what you can buy with a whole penny. Oh, the possibilities!
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~Let me Stay~
"How could this have happened?" Bulma asked, her head in her hands.
"It's her fault," Vegeta accused, pointing at the unconscious teen on the couch.
"Take that back! It's not her fault!" Trunks argued.
"Why do you care so much? Your sister was taken, and you're worried about this brat," Vegeta responded. Trunks glared as his Ki hit the ceiling.
"That 'brat' has a name," Trunks said.
"Why should I-"
"Shut up! Vegeta, I know you're worried about Bra and so am I, but fighting and arguing is not going to bring her back. Blaming Pan is not going to help either. She tried her best to fend them off!" Bulma yelled. Suddenly, Pan stirred a bit and opened her eyes.
"Bra!" she gasped sitting into an upright position.
"Calm down, Pan," Bulma said pushing her back while putting a wet washcloth on her forehead.
"Where's Bra!?" Pan asked with worry evident in her voice.
"I would like to know where my daughter is, too!" Vegeta yelled at Pan. "You were there with her. How could you not know?!"
"I-I tried to fight them off and..." Pan stuttered.
"Tried? Well, you should have tried harder or are you just weak?" Vegeta shot back. With that said, the tears Pan was holding back sprang forth. Trunks glared at his father and sat down next to Pan, putting his arms around the crying female.
"How can you say that? You trained her for a little while and still spar with her sometimes. I heard you say that she was a very determined fighter, and you were proud of her! How can you say that she is weak!?" Trunks yelled.
"Watch your mouth, boy!" Vegeta warned as he walked away.
"Pan?" Bulma said. "I'm sorry. I'll go talk to him."
"Do you want to stay here tonight?" Trunks asked after Bulma left the room.
"Yeah, sure."
"Okay," Trunks responded as he guided her to his room.
Pan sat down on his bed, while he looked for sleep wear in his drawers. He turned back around as he threw Pan boxers and a t-shirt.
"Pan? What really happened today?" Trunks interrogated. "I mean you didn't tell the whole story downstairs." Pan told Trunks the whole ordeal, or at least up to the part before she was knocked unconscious.
"Before they attacked, I heard them say something about a brother race," Pan told him.
"A brother race? It could have been anyone we have ever fought."
"It could be the Tsuful-jin's allies. I mean anyone else wouldn't have taken that long to seek revenge," Pan said. "Bebi could be the one planning the attack."
"Pan, Bebi's dead. We don't have to worry about him anymore," Trunks replied.
"You said that last time, and as soon as we got to Planet Pital he possessed you and laid an egg inside of you," Pan muttered under her breath.
"Pan."
"But, what if they are his allies. They weren't even at full power when I fought them, and I had trouble trying to get one down. They are really powerful, Trunks. They were only two of probably a lot more. What if we can't wi-"
"Stop it, Pan!" Trunks yelled. The young female's head snapped up at the sound of harshness in his voice. Her eyes shone with fear, confusion, and hurt. "Pan. I didn't mean to yell. I'm sorry. I guess I'm a little stressed out over work, Bra's disappearance, and the new enemies."
"I guess this means we have to get everyone together and train," Pan said. "I 'm going to go get changed."
After she exited the bathroom, she walked over to Trunks' bed and laid down. After a moment of silence, the quarter saiya-jin spoke.
"Is it really my fault Bra was taken?" Pan asked, eyes towards the ceiling.
"No, we don't blame you for anything that happened," Trunks answered.
"Do you guys hate me?" she queried. In place of an answer, he wrapped his arms around her, and they both fell asleep.
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Thanks-you (arigato) shout-outs:
NinJinChan- Gracias. Tu eres simpatico. Si, hermano-race. No, no es hermano- race de Freiza. Es hermano-race de Bebi! Okay, I'm done talking in Spanish. I'm happy to receive your review. I like your story, Generic Brand. At least up to the part that I got up to. I haven't really been able to get on all that much lately. By the way, I get my chapter titles from Evanescence song, "Imaginary." This is the first part of a trilogy I have set up. So, there are going to be two more stories after this one. -^_^-
asma- thank you. It means a lot to me when people think I'm a good writer. My mom just found out what this site is about and she thinks I should think about a career in writing or journalism.
mystiangel21
Girl Pan
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A/N: Gomen nasai!! *cowers in fear* I've been really busy with everything in life.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, so please don't sue. However, if you really wanna, you can get this...*searches pockets* ... this pretty, shiny penny. A whole cent, not half, but whole. Imagine what you can buy with a whole penny. Oh, the possibilities!
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~Let me Stay~
"How could this have happened?" Bulma asked, her head in her hands.
"It's her fault," Vegeta accused, pointing at the unconscious teen on the couch.
"Take that back! It's not her fault!" Trunks argued.
"Why do you care so much? Your sister was taken, and you're worried about this brat," Vegeta responded. Trunks glared as his Ki hit the ceiling.
"That 'brat' has a name," Trunks said.
"Why should I-"
"Shut up! Vegeta, I know you're worried about Bra and so am I, but fighting and arguing is not going to bring her back. Blaming Pan is not going to help either. She tried her best to fend them off!" Bulma yelled. Suddenly, Pan stirred a bit and opened her eyes.
"Bra!" she gasped sitting into an upright position.
"Calm down, Pan," Bulma said pushing her back while putting a wet washcloth on her forehead.
"Where's Bra!?" Pan asked with worry evident in her voice.
"I would like to know where my daughter is, too!" Vegeta yelled at Pan. "You were there with her. How could you not know?!"
"I-I tried to fight them off and..." Pan stuttered.
"Tried? Well, you should have tried harder or are you just weak?" Vegeta shot back. With that said, the tears Pan was holding back sprang forth. Trunks glared at his father and sat down next to Pan, putting his arms around the crying female.
"How can you say that? You trained her for a little while and still spar with her sometimes. I heard you say that she was a very determined fighter, and you were proud of her! How can you say that she is weak!?" Trunks yelled.
"Watch your mouth, boy!" Vegeta warned as he walked away.
"Pan?" Bulma said. "I'm sorry. I'll go talk to him."
"Do you want to stay here tonight?" Trunks asked after Bulma left the room.
"Yeah, sure."
"Okay," Trunks responded as he guided her to his room.
Pan sat down on his bed, while he looked for sleep wear in his drawers. He turned back around as he threw Pan boxers and a t-shirt.
"Pan? What really happened today?" Trunks interrogated. "I mean you didn't tell the whole story downstairs." Pan told Trunks the whole ordeal, or at least up to the part before she was knocked unconscious.
"Before they attacked, I heard them say something about a brother race," Pan told him.
"A brother race? It could have been anyone we have ever fought."
"It could be the Tsuful-jin's allies. I mean anyone else wouldn't have taken that long to seek revenge," Pan said. "Bebi could be the one planning the attack."
"Pan, Bebi's dead. We don't have to worry about him anymore," Trunks replied.
"You said that last time, and as soon as we got to Planet Pital he possessed you and laid an egg inside of you," Pan muttered under her breath.
"Pan."
"But, what if they are his allies. They weren't even at full power when I fought them, and I had trouble trying to get one down. They are really powerful, Trunks. They were only two of probably a lot more. What if we can't wi-"
"Stop it, Pan!" Trunks yelled. The young female's head snapped up at the sound of harshness in his voice. Her eyes shone with fear, confusion, and hurt. "Pan. I didn't mean to yell. I'm sorry. I guess I'm a little stressed out over work, Bra's disappearance, and the new enemies."
"I guess this means we have to get everyone together and train," Pan said. "I 'm going to go get changed."
After she exited the bathroom, she walked over to Trunks' bed and laid down. After a moment of silence, the quarter saiya-jin spoke.
"Is it really my fault Bra was taken?" Pan asked, eyes towards the ceiling.
"No, we don't blame you for anything that happened," Trunks answered.
"Do you guys hate me?" she queried. In place of an answer, he wrapped his arms around her, and they both fell asleep.
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Thanks-you (arigato) shout-outs:
NinJinChan- Gracias. Tu eres simpatico. Si, hermano-race. No, no es hermano- race de Freiza. Es hermano-race de Bebi! Okay, I'm done talking in Spanish. I'm happy to receive your review. I like your story, Generic Brand. At least up to the part that I got up to. I haven't really been able to get on all that much lately. By the way, I get my chapter titles from Evanescence song, "Imaginary." This is the first part of a trilogy I have set up. So, there are going to be two more stories after this one. -^_^-
asma- thank you. It means a lot to me when people think I'm a good writer. My mom just found out what this site is about and she thinks I should think about a career in writing or journalism.
mystiangel21
Girl Pan
