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Chapter 7
Trunks hesitated to pick up the phone as he felt Pan leave the building. Damn it! He thought wondering if he should go after her or not. The phone started beeping angrily and he sighed picking it up as he sat down.
"Hello?"
"Hi Trunks! What took you so long to come to the phone?" Bulma asked irritated, he could hear her shuffling papers in the background.
Trunks smirked as he remembered why he was late. "Ah, I was training a new employee."
Bulma rolled her eyes picturing what her son was actually doing with the new employee. Or at least trying to do, she chuckled. "I can imagine."
Trunks ki flared, how dare his mother even think of Pan like that? Of course she had no idea who he was with, and for some reason he was reluctant to tell her.
"The reason I called is I have good news! Raul is finished in England so he is heading to the U.S. next, he is capable of handling everything until Phillips comes back so you can come home!"
Trunks actually felt a pain in his chest as he thought of himself leaving the country. He can't leave, not now.
"Trunks? Are you there?"
"Yeah, sounds good, I've got some things to wrap up here and I'll be back as soon as I can." Trunks said hanging up the phone and leaving the room.
Bulma sat listening to a dial tone as she frowned. Kids.
Trunks paused at his secretary's desk where she at filing her nails.
"If your looking for your intern, she left." She said smirking at him.
Trunks slowly walked over to the desk trying to keep his anger in check. A picture flickered in his mind of a smoldering pile of ashes in the floor. He smirked; he was beginning to realize why his father disliked humans so much. It was very tempting but reluctantly he pushed the thought aside.
"What did you say to her?" Trunks asked as he laid his hands on the highly polished wooden desk.
The woman shrugged, "I told her the truth. That you balled just about every woman you've met."
Trunks slammed his hands down on the desk creating two small craters from the impact. "You know nothing! If you kept your mind on your work and out of the gutter maybe you would be a little higher up in this company than you are. As of today consider yourself dismissed. If I see you again you will regret it." The last of his speech was whispered in deadly tones as he headed for the elevator. He squealed out of the garage and headed towards his destination. Pan.
Pan paid the cabbie and hurried inside. Her thoughts where in a whirl, She barely nodded as she walked past Alice, the receptionist and headed towards the private training area in the back. Luckily her parents weren't there, they somehow could always tell when she was upset.
In fact she wasn't sure what she was upset at. I mean why would she care who the heck Trunks slept with. I mean she barely knew him. Just because the way he looked at her made her insides melt, and when he touched her it felt like she was in heaven, or at least what she assumed heaven would feel like.
Or perhaps she was mad because he hired her because he thought he could get into her pants, instead of for her mind and accomplishments. Her ki unknowingly rose as she quickly changed into a gi. It just happened to be a deep blue unfortunately the same color of Trunks eyes. The thought made her even angrier and she punched the punching bag so hard it tore it in two and sand formed a mound on the wooden floor. She looked at it wide eyed. How did she do that? Must have been a loose seam she thought as she decided to meditate instead. That always helped clear her mind. She sat down cross-legged on a straw mat and closed her eyes.
She heard the door open slowly and she frowned at the interruption. Reluctantly, she opened her eyes and found out the intruder was Paul, one of the trainers.
She sighed, technically he was allowed in here since he was a staff member, but she still resented the intrusion. Not to mention she never felt comfortable being around him anyway.
"Sorry to bother you, Pan do you know when your parents will be back?"
"No, mom took Dad to the airport so she probably won't be back today and daddy won't be back until Wednesday. What did you need?" Pan asked trying to hide her irritation. He was quite capable in handling any situation that came up during their absence, that's why they hired him.
"So your all alone huh?" He asked taking a step closer to her.
Pan started to feel very uncomfortable at the way he was looking at her. She quickly stood up. "I think you should leave. If you need anything ask Alice."
He smirked. "I need you. You've grown into a fine young woman. You always strut around showing off teasing everyone. It isn't fair."
Pan's mind was whirling, this can't be happening twice in one day. Well the first time she really didn't mind so much. But this, yuck. Thoughts ran through her mind, she knew that as all rooms in the dojo were sound proof including this one so yelling wouldn't help. There was only one exit, which was behind him, so that was out. She could go into the changing room behind her and stall him but that would be like running away. Pan Son did not run! Well except for this morning, but that wasn't actually running, she was just leaving quickly.
Her eyes narrowed as he came closer to her. She knew that he was a great fighter, and he outweighed her by at least a hundred pounds and was at least a foot taller so she would want to keep her distance. Of course Pan was faster and more agile than him, plus the blood of the greatest fighters in the world flowed through her veins.
She smirked. "Bring it on, 'sides I could use a new punching bag."
Paul hesitated; he was expecting her to fall to the ground pleading for him not to hurt her to bad, like all the other women he had forced himself on. This was different, but she was just a woman, well still a girl actually. This would be a cinch.
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Trunks pulled up to the front of the dojo. He exited the car and without looking capsulated it and popped it in his pocket. He entered the large domed building and headed towards Pan's ki.
He spotted two wooden doors leading to the main section of the dojo and was almost there when he was stopped. He turned around to find a lady standing behind him.
"I'm sorry sir but you can't go back there unless you're a member." She said smiling warmly.
"I just wanted to look." Trunks said flashing her a dazzling smile.
She smiled back brightly, "That's great! Our next tour will start in a half an hour."
Irritated that his smile had failed he growled. "Lady, what do I have to do to go thru those doors now?"
Without blinking an eye she replied, "You can purchase a yearly membership for 1000 zeni."
Trunks handed her a credit card. "Fine."
Still smiling she lead him over to her desk where he was handed a stack of forms to fill out. Using his Saiyan speed he filled them out in record time. She handed him a card with his name on it and he happily turned away to head back through the door.
"Oh one more thing! You have to do a strength test!" She called out, as he turned around again visibly annoyed. She motioned towards a wall where there was a carnival like strength machine, wooden mallet and all. The amusing thing is the backboard was a larger than life replica of Hercule himself and his face was artfully painted on the bell.
Trunks grabbed the hammer and was about to hit the pad as hard as he could. He then pictured Pan's frown at him destroying their equipment and him explaining to her how he did it. He lightly tapped it and watched as the metal cylinder traveled up to stop at Hercules's groin.
"Wow! Your really strong!" The lady said as she slapped a sticker on his chest with a number 5 on it. "We retest every six months to record your progress." She yelled as he left the room.
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Pan attacked first catching Paul by surprise. He barely had time to duck as her left foot barely missed his head. He grabbed her foot in midair and twisted her ankle causing her to twist her entire body to prevent him from injuring her severely.
Pan was surprised to find herself flat on her face as Paul threw himself on her back almost knocking the wind out of her. Chuckling he flipped her onto her back and held her down. Pan growled struggling to escape as the door flew open.
Trunks pulled Paul off of Pan and flung him across the room. "What the hell is going on here?" He asked.
Paul quickly climbed to his feet. "Why don't you mind your own business."
Pan quickly stepped between the two. She turned to Paul first and slapped him hard across the face. "You get your things and get out. If you're not off the property in ten minutes I'm calling the police." Paul was about to say something but glanced at Trunks standing behind her and walked away. "See you around." he said before he left.
Pan shuddered involuntarily, she felt a warm hand on her shoulder and it took her a second to remember that Trunks was still there.
She spun around. "What the heck are you doing here? You have no right to just barge in here like you own the place because you don't!"
Trunks smiled wryly. "Glad to see your ok."
"I could have handled him, I don't need you coming to my rescue like some Prince charming. Not to mention one that can't hit harder than a five." Pan retorted her anger from earlier resurfacing.
Trunks smirked at the irony of her words as he pulled his ticker off and crumpled it up.
"If you came for the damn car here it is!" Pan said throwing the capsule at him. He caught it quickly frowning.
"You're not coming back?"
"What so you can finish attacking me?" Pan said looking away not willing to face him since she knew that she was as responsible as he was.
Trunks stepped up behind her. "Listen, I'm sorry I frightened you before. I didn't mean to move that fast, it's just that when I'm around you it makes it hard to think."
Pan turned around to face him. "Well maybe because all the blood has left your brain. I know you're a player, but I'm not some game you can win. I don't appreciate being used."
"Used? You're the one getting off in the elevator." Trunks said angrily. Frustrated he ran his hands through his hair. "Look Pan, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for making you feel uncomfortable earlier. I want you to know that what you were told was wrong. I admit I'm no saint, but I haven't had a woman in two years. I swear to Kami. I guess I've just been waiting for the right one. I've been waiting for you. There's something between us. Some link connecting us, I know you can feel it too."
Pan shook her head no, "You know nothing about me. I just met you yesterday! How can you say I'm the one? I think you need to leave."
Trunks sighed; this isn't exactly how he had it planned out in his mind. Actually he pictured them going back to his hotel and getting to know each other better. You're an idiot Trunks. He thought.
"Yes, you are." Pan mumbled.
Trunks looked at her and smiled. "I didn't say that out loud."
Pan looked at him like he was crazy. "Of course you did. I heard you."
Trunks walked up to her and she froze as he gently touched her head. You heard me in here. He said telepathically to her. Her eyes widened as she heard him talking but didn't see his mouth move.
"GET OUT! GET OUT, OUT, OUT!!!" Pan screamed pushing him away from her.
Trunks sadly left as Pan collapsed to the floor.
A/N Hello, I had to rewrite the chapter I initially had Trunks killing his secretary but it made him too OCC. Sorry. Please review!!
Chapter 7
Trunks hesitated to pick up the phone as he felt Pan leave the building. Damn it! He thought wondering if he should go after her or not. The phone started beeping angrily and he sighed picking it up as he sat down.
"Hello?"
"Hi Trunks! What took you so long to come to the phone?" Bulma asked irritated, he could hear her shuffling papers in the background.
Trunks smirked as he remembered why he was late. "Ah, I was training a new employee."
Bulma rolled her eyes picturing what her son was actually doing with the new employee. Or at least trying to do, she chuckled. "I can imagine."
Trunks ki flared, how dare his mother even think of Pan like that? Of course she had no idea who he was with, and for some reason he was reluctant to tell her.
"The reason I called is I have good news! Raul is finished in England so he is heading to the U.S. next, he is capable of handling everything until Phillips comes back so you can come home!"
Trunks actually felt a pain in his chest as he thought of himself leaving the country. He can't leave, not now.
"Trunks? Are you there?"
"Yeah, sounds good, I've got some things to wrap up here and I'll be back as soon as I can." Trunks said hanging up the phone and leaving the room.
Bulma sat listening to a dial tone as she frowned. Kids.
Trunks paused at his secretary's desk where she at filing her nails.
"If your looking for your intern, she left." She said smirking at him.
Trunks slowly walked over to the desk trying to keep his anger in check. A picture flickered in his mind of a smoldering pile of ashes in the floor. He smirked; he was beginning to realize why his father disliked humans so much. It was very tempting but reluctantly he pushed the thought aside.
"What did you say to her?" Trunks asked as he laid his hands on the highly polished wooden desk.
The woman shrugged, "I told her the truth. That you balled just about every woman you've met."
Trunks slammed his hands down on the desk creating two small craters from the impact. "You know nothing! If you kept your mind on your work and out of the gutter maybe you would be a little higher up in this company than you are. As of today consider yourself dismissed. If I see you again you will regret it." The last of his speech was whispered in deadly tones as he headed for the elevator. He squealed out of the garage and headed towards his destination. Pan.
Pan paid the cabbie and hurried inside. Her thoughts where in a whirl, She barely nodded as she walked past Alice, the receptionist and headed towards the private training area in the back. Luckily her parents weren't there, they somehow could always tell when she was upset.
In fact she wasn't sure what she was upset at. I mean why would she care who the heck Trunks slept with. I mean she barely knew him. Just because the way he looked at her made her insides melt, and when he touched her it felt like she was in heaven, or at least what she assumed heaven would feel like.
Or perhaps she was mad because he hired her because he thought he could get into her pants, instead of for her mind and accomplishments. Her ki unknowingly rose as she quickly changed into a gi. It just happened to be a deep blue unfortunately the same color of Trunks eyes. The thought made her even angrier and she punched the punching bag so hard it tore it in two and sand formed a mound on the wooden floor. She looked at it wide eyed. How did she do that? Must have been a loose seam she thought as she decided to meditate instead. That always helped clear her mind. She sat down cross-legged on a straw mat and closed her eyes.
She heard the door open slowly and she frowned at the interruption. Reluctantly, she opened her eyes and found out the intruder was Paul, one of the trainers.
She sighed, technically he was allowed in here since he was a staff member, but she still resented the intrusion. Not to mention she never felt comfortable being around him anyway.
"Sorry to bother you, Pan do you know when your parents will be back?"
"No, mom took Dad to the airport so she probably won't be back today and daddy won't be back until Wednesday. What did you need?" Pan asked trying to hide her irritation. He was quite capable in handling any situation that came up during their absence, that's why they hired him.
"So your all alone huh?" He asked taking a step closer to her.
Pan started to feel very uncomfortable at the way he was looking at her. She quickly stood up. "I think you should leave. If you need anything ask Alice."
He smirked. "I need you. You've grown into a fine young woman. You always strut around showing off teasing everyone. It isn't fair."
Pan's mind was whirling, this can't be happening twice in one day. Well the first time she really didn't mind so much. But this, yuck. Thoughts ran through her mind, she knew that as all rooms in the dojo were sound proof including this one so yelling wouldn't help. There was only one exit, which was behind him, so that was out. She could go into the changing room behind her and stall him but that would be like running away. Pan Son did not run! Well except for this morning, but that wasn't actually running, she was just leaving quickly.
Her eyes narrowed as he came closer to her. She knew that he was a great fighter, and he outweighed her by at least a hundred pounds and was at least a foot taller so she would want to keep her distance. Of course Pan was faster and more agile than him, plus the blood of the greatest fighters in the world flowed through her veins.
She smirked. "Bring it on, 'sides I could use a new punching bag."
Paul hesitated; he was expecting her to fall to the ground pleading for him not to hurt her to bad, like all the other women he had forced himself on. This was different, but she was just a woman, well still a girl actually. This would be a cinch.
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Trunks pulled up to the front of the dojo. He exited the car and without looking capsulated it and popped it in his pocket. He entered the large domed building and headed towards Pan's ki.
He spotted two wooden doors leading to the main section of the dojo and was almost there when he was stopped. He turned around to find a lady standing behind him.
"I'm sorry sir but you can't go back there unless you're a member." She said smiling warmly.
"I just wanted to look." Trunks said flashing her a dazzling smile.
She smiled back brightly, "That's great! Our next tour will start in a half an hour."
Irritated that his smile had failed he growled. "Lady, what do I have to do to go thru those doors now?"
Without blinking an eye she replied, "You can purchase a yearly membership for 1000 zeni."
Trunks handed her a credit card. "Fine."
Still smiling she lead him over to her desk where he was handed a stack of forms to fill out. Using his Saiyan speed he filled them out in record time. She handed him a card with his name on it and he happily turned away to head back through the door.
"Oh one more thing! You have to do a strength test!" She called out, as he turned around again visibly annoyed. She motioned towards a wall where there was a carnival like strength machine, wooden mallet and all. The amusing thing is the backboard was a larger than life replica of Hercule himself and his face was artfully painted on the bell.
Trunks grabbed the hammer and was about to hit the pad as hard as he could. He then pictured Pan's frown at him destroying their equipment and him explaining to her how he did it. He lightly tapped it and watched as the metal cylinder traveled up to stop at Hercules's groin.
"Wow! Your really strong!" The lady said as she slapped a sticker on his chest with a number 5 on it. "We retest every six months to record your progress." She yelled as he left the room.
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Pan attacked first catching Paul by surprise. He barely had time to duck as her left foot barely missed his head. He grabbed her foot in midair and twisted her ankle causing her to twist her entire body to prevent him from injuring her severely.
Pan was surprised to find herself flat on her face as Paul threw himself on her back almost knocking the wind out of her. Chuckling he flipped her onto her back and held her down. Pan growled struggling to escape as the door flew open.
Trunks pulled Paul off of Pan and flung him across the room. "What the hell is going on here?" He asked.
Paul quickly climbed to his feet. "Why don't you mind your own business."
Pan quickly stepped between the two. She turned to Paul first and slapped him hard across the face. "You get your things and get out. If you're not off the property in ten minutes I'm calling the police." Paul was about to say something but glanced at Trunks standing behind her and walked away. "See you around." he said before he left.
Pan shuddered involuntarily, she felt a warm hand on her shoulder and it took her a second to remember that Trunks was still there.
She spun around. "What the heck are you doing here? You have no right to just barge in here like you own the place because you don't!"
Trunks smiled wryly. "Glad to see your ok."
"I could have handled him, I don't need you coming to my rescue like some Prince charming. Not to mention one that can't hit harder than a five." Pan retorted her anger from earlier resurfacing.
Trunks smirked at the irony of her words as he pulled his ticker off and crumpled it up.
"If you came for the damn car here it is!" Pan said throwing the capsule at him. He caught it quickly frowning.
"You're not coming back?"
"What so you can finish attacking me?" Pan said looking away not willing to face him since she knew that she was as responsible as he was.
Trunks stepped up behind her. "Listen, I'm sorry I frightened you before. I didn't mean to move that fast, it's just that when I'm around you it makes it hard to think."
Pan turned around to face him. "Well maybe because all the blood has left your brain. I know you're a player, but I'm not some game you can win. I don't appreciate being used."
"Used? You're the one getting off in the elevator." Trunks said angrily. Frustrated he ran his hands through his hair. "Look Pan, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for making you feel uncomfortable earlier. I want you to know that what you were told was wrong. I admit I'm no saint, but I haven't had a woman in two years. I swear to Kami. I guess I've just been waiting for the right one. I've been waiting for you. There's something between us. Some link connecting us, I know you can feel it too."
Pan shook her head no, "You know nothing about me. I just met you yesterday! How can you say I'm the one? I think you need to leave."
Trunks sighed; this isn't exactly how he had it planned out in his mind. Actually he pictured them going back to his hotel and getting to know each other better. You're an idiot Trunks. He thought.
"Yes, you are." Pan mumbled.
Trunks looked at her and smiled. "I didn't say that out loud."
Pan looked at him like he was crazy. "Of course you did. I heard you."
Trunks walked up to her and she froze as he gently touched her head. You heard me in here. He said telepathically to her. Her eyes widened as she heard him talking but didn't see his mouth move.
"GET OUT! GET OUT, OUT, OUT!!!" Pan screamed pushing him away from her.
Trunks sadly left as Pan collapsed to the floor.
A/N Hello, I had to rewrite the chapter I initially had Trunks killing his secretary but it made him too OCC. Sorry. Please review!!