Crushes can Hurt! Pt. II

Last time on "Switched!":

"AAAAHHH"

Pan jumped down and ducked under the window of the kitchen. Oh no! Oh no! She saw me! Oh damn!

Gohan's footsteps ran back to the front of the house. "What is it honey?"

"Kill it! Kill it!"

"Kill what?"

"Over there"

Pan gulped, Oh no, I'm done for!

"Over where?"

"By the window."

Pan squinted her eyes shut, waiting for Gohan to attack her. Would he believe her story that she and Trunks switched bodies? No, she wouldn't believe herself. She hunched her shoulders up, waiting for him to start yelling and cussing. She tried to tell her legs to move, but they seemed immobile.

"Oh, I see it." Then there was several stomping sounds and Pan opened her eyes and blinked. Did her dad no see her?

"Whew, thanks honey. I'm telling you we need to bomb the house. You know I hate bugs."

Pan fell over; Videl saw a bug? She sat up and sighed. Now she needed to find a way to get out of the mess she was in. She put her two fingers to her forehead and closed her eyes.

But nothing happened. Pan opened them and blinked. Why am I not where I want to be? After a few seconds of thinking, Pan finally figured it out. Duh, I have to use enough energy in my own body to use Instant Transmission. Trunks' body probably isn't used to it. So what should I do?

Pan looked up to the second floor. Her bedroom window was above her the living kitchen window. She couldn't fly Gohan would sense her ki. So how could she get up there? Then she noticed the vine wall her dad had built for her mom on Valentine's say last year. She set one foot in the hole, grabbed onto the wood and worked herself up. Finally she got to her window and unlocked it since the latch on it broke when she was little. She jumped in and landed next to her bed that was against the wall. She stood up and looked around. Trunks had cleaned up her room. She had to thank him later, but there was no time for that. She had to find something to wear, anything!

She looked through all of her drawers and finally her closet. Everything was too small for her new size or too "girly" to wear. Finally she saw a long tan trench coat that she wore when she was casted as a detective in a school play last year. The role was suppose to be a boy, but since they were short one, Pan pretended to be a boy. The coat was actually her father's. It was better than being naked. She pulled it off the hanger and climbed into it.

Checking herself out in the mirror, she sighed. I'm making Trunks look like a flasher. Even though she could be humiliating him right now, she too had dignity and knew Trunks would do something to get back at her. She ran her hands over the front of the coat. Damn, its so wrinkled and dusty.

Deciding that she better leave now, Pan walked over to the window, about to climb out when she noticed her old beat up notebook open on her nightstand, not on her desk where it should be. Pan's eyes widened and one of the twitched a little. Trunks was reading her story! Trunks was judging her work! Pan was too embarrassed. She crept over to pick it up, but then heard a sound.

It was someone coming up the stairs, and by the pattern and lightness of the footsteps, it was Videl. Pan chewed on her nails as she looked around for a place to hide. The doorknob was turning. Pan grabbed at her hair. The door opened.

Luckily though, Pan had gotten to her senses and climbed under the bed. She saw her mother's feet move across the wood floor in her slippers and lay clothes on her bed. She watched her feet move back out of the room. She sighed and felt her heartbeat go three times over the limit.

How sad that she had to hide from her parents. She stood up and went to the window and jumped down. Then she ran out as fast as she could through the woods, which was pretty fast and was only a blur to humans. She then came to town and still kept running. Her good eyesight kept her from running into people, but she did cause a big breeze. But she was unaware that the high school let out early and ran completely past school girls.

"Pan? Are you alright?" asked Debbie, looking back at Trunks.

Trunks' mouth was open, his eyes wide, and his face completely red. What was Pan thinking? He looked at Debbie and did a nervous laugh. "I-I'm fine. We should probably go now." He moved his friends along. Pan, you will pay for whatever it is you're doing. You can count on that.

Pan ran all the way to the public locker room where she had changed into her trunks. It was right on the beach. Sighing, she walked inside and unlocked her locker. She quickly got dressed back in clothes and walked out to the beach to find Victoria who was tanning.

She looked up at him when he blocked her sun. "Oh Trunks, you're already dressed. Do you want to leave?"

"Um, yeah, I'm getting a little bored of the water, and I think I'm getting swimmer's ear." She rubbed the back of her neck. "You can stay here if you want."

Victoria stood up, "Nah, if you wait for a minute, I'll be right out." She ran off to the locker room. Pan waited for her to come out. "Alight, I'm done."

Pan nodded and looked down at her watch. It still wasn't late enough. "So where do you want to go next?"

Victoria looked off, thinking. "Um, ah! We can go to the mall!"

Pan sweat dropped. "The mall?"

"Yeah, I totally want to buy this pair of jeans," she grabbed her hand, "C'mon, it'll be fun."

Pan just sighed. "Its like hanging out with Bra and Marron."

"What did you say?"

"Nothing."

Pan knew this was going to happen. Here she was, looking at a bunch of dresses that she had no interest in. Victoria on the other hand was loving every minute of it and would occasionally ask something and Pan would reply with "Uh huh", "yeah", or "I think so, too"

Finally though, they exited and it was already dark. The day was over and Pan could finally take her home. They were in the real Trunks' car and driving down the street. "My house is right down this road," Victoria said.

"Wha- oh, yeah. Thanks." Pan already knew where she lived and was almost confused why Victoria told her. They pulled up to her house and Pan turned off the car. "Well, here you go."

She smiled and fluttered her eyelashes. "I had a great time here, Trunks"

Pan nodded with a poor excuse for smile. "Me too, you're really fun." I want to stab myself in the ear with a sharpened pencil.

"See you later, Trunks." Before Pan knew what was happening, Victoria pressed her lips against hers.

"She kissed you?" Trunks asked, smiling by the news. He was leaning against the doorway to the bathroom.

Pan was furiously brushing her teeth over the sink in her old room. They were over at the Son house. Trunks often came over before all this came so it wasn't odd to Gohan and Videl. "Its not funny," she said to him with her mouth pouring toothpaste, "It was gross, I kissed my friend."

Trunks just smiled and shook his head. "I can't believe you really went out on a date with her. I would've just said no."

Pan spit out the foam and glared at him. "We will never discuss this."

"No, but I will use it against you."

"That's it!"

Pan chased after Trunks over to her bed and they both started wrestling. Pan pinned Trunks down, but he escaped and it was a tossing of limbs and laughs and giggles. Then it happened.

Pan and Trunks were both blushing as they pulled apart. Trunks cleared his throat and looked away. "Um, well..."

"Yeah, well….." Pan looked up, as if the ceiling was so important to stare at.

Another awkward silence. Then the phone rang and Trunks answered it. "Son residence, Pan speaking." The real Pan rolled her eyes; he had to be so business-like all the time. "Who? Jaden?" Pan jumped up with her mouth open as she stared at Trunks. Trunks looked at her and apparently Pan knew who this guy is. "Oh, hey Jaden….Uh-huh.."

"What's he saying?" Pan whispered.

Trunks put the receiver to his chest so Jaden couldn't hear him. "He said he got your number from a friend."

"Ask him why he wanted my number?"

"Why'd you want he-my number?….Oh….uh…." By the grim look on Trunks' face it wasn't something pleasant.

"Well? What did he say?"

Trunks slowly twisted his head toward her. "H-He wants to take me to the movies for a….date."

"Jaden wants to go out with me? Aah!" She fell back and Trunks couldn't help but gag at the sight of himself being so gay. "You have to!"

"W-What?" Trunks nearly dropped the phone but caught it and put it to his chest. "I'm not going on a date with a dude!"

"I went on a date with Vicky!"

"So, I didn't know you did and I didn't force you!"

"Date him."

"No."

"Date him or I swear I'll-I'll….sing the emo song!"
Trunks' eyes narrowed. He couldn't stand that song."You wouldn't dare."

Pan smirked and took in a breath of air. "Dear Diary, Mood: Apathetic My life is spiraling downward. I couldn't get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate Me Dry Concert."

"Pan, I'm warning you! Stop singing that stupid song."

"Then date him."

"I said no."

"Then I have no choice but to skip to my favorite part."

"Favorite part?"

"You can watch me read "Catcher in the Rye," and watch me jack off I wear skin tight clothes while hating my life If I said I like girls I'd only be half right."

Trunks' nearly screamed at her words. "Fine! Fine!" He picked up the phone, "It's a date." Pan only smiled as he hung up the phone and glared at her. "I will never hear of this, and you owe me big time."

Pan nodded, "Anything you want, emo-kid."

Trunks tackled Pan down on the bed.