Imaginary

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~Where the Raindrops as They're Falling Tell a Story~

Pan woke up two hours later at three AM after a loud crack of thunder. She looked down at the body next to her. Before she knew what she was doing, Pan found herself playing with his hair.

'There has to be more ways destiny could end up. Why did he show me all the visions that involved Trunks? It hurt so much. But, why? It's not like I love him... or do I?'

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"She loves him, does she?" Animus asked. "This could work into our plans nicely."

"Are you plotting what I'm plotting?" Apocalypse questioned.

"Torment, pain, trauma," Animus laughed.

"And betrayal," Apocalypse smirked.

"It was an amazing idea to attack her in her dreams if I may say so myself, sir."

"Of course," Apocalypse allowed his smirk to grow. "Divided they'll fall."

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Pan was still playing with Trunks' hair when he reached up and grabbed her wrist. She jumped a good inch off the bed and landed, her breathing irregular.

"What are you doing?" he asked, opening his eyes.

"I-I w-was," Pan stuttered, as she blushed from embarrassment. Sensing her confusion and uneasiness, he gave her hand a squeeze and smiled.

"Let's go get some breakfast," Trunks said breaking the silence. Still holding her hand, he got out of bed and led her to the kitchen. "What do you want to eat?"

"You can cook?!" Pan asked incredulously.

"Yes, I ca- hey! That was mean," Trunks retorted. He went to the refrigerator and took out the bacon and eggs. Pan opened the cabinet and took out the pancake mix, powdered sugar, some eggs from Trunks, and chocolate chips. While Pan was mixing the batter, she glanced over at the lavender-haired male forming a mischievous grin on her face. She took a spoon, filled it with pancake mix, and catapulted it at his head. As soon as it flew off the spoon, she went back to stirring.

"Argh!" she heard him yell. "Pan!"

"What?" she asked turning to him, feigning innocence. When he didn't answer, Pan returned to stirring the mixture until Trunks came up behind her and cracked an egg on her head. She stiffened as she felt the gooey substance run down off her head. She stood there frozen to her spot until her brain comprehended what had happened. As a reflex, Pan grabbed a handful of powdered sugar, and she threw it in his face.

"You do realize this means war, ne?" Trunks questioned.

"Choose your weapons," Pan countered.

In a matter of seconds, there were various kitchen items seen flying about. Trunks was about to reach for the chocolate chips when he slipped on the egg yolk and fell on top of the raven-haired girl. Pan looked up at him and began to laugh. All of a sudden, Trunks leaned down and kissed her making the laughter cease. Something in Pan's mind clicked, and she began to kiss him back. After what seemed an eternity, they pulled apart and stared at each other, both at a loss for words or anything coherent .

"Why did you kiss me?" Pan's voice was quiet.

"Why did you kiss back?" Trunks responded.

"I don't know," Pan whispered. Then added to herself, 'Because it felt so right.'

"I just felt...I... I'm going to get cleaned up. You should go wash up, too."

"Okay," Pan said. After a few moments passed, she asked, "Why are you still on top of me?" Trunks blushed at the realization.

"Umm... that w-would be a good question," Trunks laughed nervously. He got off of her and stood up. "I'm gonna take that shower now."

A few more minutes passed after Trunks left. Pan lifted herself off the floor and started walking towards another bathroom to take a shower herself.

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