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CHAPTER 6. FEAR.
Last time in "Giving in".
The space ship landed on the surface of the planet and Trunks hurried outside
Pan put on a space suit and the helmet. Trunks had told her the air was thick and it would be difficult to breathe there. She opened the door and stepped out.
Trunks groaned and told her to get inside but she didn't listen. He stretched out his arms getting ready to work. He cocked his head to the side when his senses detected movement. He turned around quickly with a fight stance and Pan chuckled. "What? Do you want to spar, Trunks?"
He looked around for some seconds scanning the area, and then he narrowed his eyes. "No. I need you to be careful, Pan. I need you to be in alert, there is something here."
She stared at him with a puzzled expression. "There's nothing here, Trunks. Stop worrying!"
He pondered for a minute if he should start working or wait until it was a secure area.
Pan walked around the space ship, wondering if this planet had had life once. There was no trace of civilization.
Both were still in thought when a loud sound behind the ship made them turn around.
Trunks ran behind the spaceship. The ground had lowered under one of the sides of the ship, as if it was crumbling… as if the ground was swallowing the spaceship. Now the rocks were closer and he knew something was happening. He turned around quickly and waved his hand to Pan, telling her to get into the ship.
He got inside the ship after her, tripping while doing it. The ship fell on its side as the ground moved forming a hole under the ship.
Pan rushed to the control panel and started the ship. It was useless, the engine roared but nothing happened. "Trunks! We are stuck!"
He cursed and turned to exit the ship. "I'll blast the rocks, Pan. Start the engine as soon as I close the door."
She nodded and took the helmet off, throwing it to the side, while Trunks opened the door.
Trunks gasped in shock. He couldn't see the landscape. It seemed the ground had swallowed the ship and they weren't on the surface of the planet.
Pan scanned the place. When the window showed walls of rock, the outside lights blocked and she moved the cameras just to see rock above the ship and everywhere. It wasn't natural, it was like a roof made of rock obstructing the light.
"Trunks! We are falling" She shouted through the intercom. "The rocks are above us too!"
He shot weak blasts, afraid to damage the ship. The rocks began to crumble, roaring with crackling sounds, but the ship kept falling.
He closed the door and waited, talking to her through the intercom device in the helmet. "There's nothing I can do. Let me know when we hit the bottom."
She shook her head, tapping the screen to see the bottom. A light emerged from a camera under the ship and she contemplated in horror, it was an abyss of rocks.
This couldn't be an accident, something was in there, something unknown that the radar didn't detected, nor them. "It's endless, Trunks."
He narrowed his eyes. "Nothing is endless, Pan! Be aware!"
The light flooded the control room and she witnessed how the rocks moved, forming a slim tunnel in front of the ship. "Trunks, get over here! Something's happening."
He opened the door and flew to the control room, gasping in shock.
She glanced at him nervously. "What do we do now? There's something controlling the rocks."
He shook his head. "We are not leaving the ship, Pan. I'll destroy the rocks around us."
She frowned, standing up. "You are not leaving me here, Trunks."
He pushed her down roughly. "Listen to me! I need you to operate the controls, Pan."
She bit her lip, burying her eyes in his thinking his eyes would tell her the truth. "Fine."
He narrowed his eyes and looked at her sternly. "If something happens, Pan, I want you to get out of here. Don't look back, don't come back."
She paled, grabbing his arms. "What? What could it happen? I'm not leaving you behind!"
He grabbed roughly her hands. "Do as I am telling you for once in your life, Pan. We don't have time to childish arguments. Fly away and stay at a secure rank. I'll fly to the ship, but don't come out and don't stay here."
Her eyes watered, but she held back her tears and looked from his eyes to the floor, nodding her head. "Okay."
LIVING STONES.
He opened the door and started blasting the rock walls. The stony walls crumbled over the ship. He bit his lip and stepped out of the ship, closing the door.
Every time he blasted a rock, another one emerged. He transformed into SS and started shooting powerful blasts.
It had worked, but it lasted only a few seconds. He yelled through the intercom. "Start the engine and get ready!"
He flew around the ship throwing blasts. "NOW"
He flew over the ship and blasted the rock's roof. A small hole opened, but some rocks obstructed the bottom of the ship. He phased to the bottom and blasted the rocks, freeing the ship for some seconds.
The ship flew out the cave but all the rocks his Trunks body. He had to expulse as much energy as he could to pulverize the rocks.
Once the rocks were only dust, the ship hovered off the ground and stood there, waiting for Trunks. She didn't see Trunks and the ground sealed again. She saw it growing, trying to reach the ship, and she had to flow away but the rocks kept growing.
She cursed out loud while tears ran down her cheeks. "Damn you, Trunks! Get over here NOW."
The static in the other end told her the signal was blocked and she had to fly the ship over to the gravitational field, out of the rocks reach. She would stop only where the rocks couldn't reach her.
While, Trunks blasted the roof again to get out. He felt his body shivered with cold. The rocks under him and at his sides had covered his lower half. He prepared his hands to throw a blast but the rocks reached his arms and kept them at his sides. He powered up and blasted them to pieces, but in less than five seconds he was all covered by rocks, pressing hard, too hard, his head and his body.
Every time he powered up, rocks from different places trapped him again and pressed his body with more force than before. The pressure had broken his helmet into pieces and the air was barely breathable. His skin was sore now. He could blast a mountain, true, but the mountain didn't constrict his body the way this rock formation did. Soon he was enveloped in a tight cocoon, immobilized. He tried to communicate with Pan, but something was blocking the signal.
He powered up one last time, but as soon as the rocks broke, new ones trapped his body, pressing harder than before and breaking the intercom. He thought the walls were moving, but it was his body falling.
A loud crack on the ground, in front of the same tunnel told him he was going to face, very soon, the creature behind this. He only hoped Pan was safe.
The cocoon started moving and when they stopped, the rock veil moved off of his eyes, letting him see. Soon, he was in front of two giant rock creatures. The cocoon dragged him to a plain surface and the blackness surrounded him again. His eyes were block. He felt the tight embrace of the rock around his thigh loosening, and then a sharp pain invaded his body.
Pan gritted her teeth and set the automatic pilot. She stood up and picked up the helmet. Three damn hours had passed by and she knew nothing of Trunks. She opened the door and blasted to the planet.
BLOOD TRANSFUSION.
He had lost the sense of time. Finally, the rocks covering his face moved, and he squinted at the light. He couldn't breathe through the rock and the air had made his brain to work slowly, it had weakened his senses and drained his energy. The rock creatures approached to the cocoon and stared at him with a cold gaze. They seemed to be discussing something related to him. Another creature took more blood of Trunks thigh and he winced. They had been taking blood out of him more than five times.
He blinked when the creatures pointed out to a tank. There was a rock creature inside and the blood was covering his body. He watched the rock absorbing the blood and scanned the room. Five tanks contained rock creatures. What was this? Some kind of experiment?
The creatures moved fast as loud sounds made the walls tremble. Trunks shot his eyes closed hoping it wasn't Pan… but he knew she was out there, she would never leave him there. He didn't know if he was angry or relieved. Damn girl… they were going to trap her.
A small cocoon stopped in the middle of the room and he watched the way the creatures extracted blood out of it.
He powered up but the rocks tightened around his body. Damn it, he was starting to feel weak.
36 hours later.
Both were weak and starving. Trunks knew if they kept taking their blood, they would soon die. Damn Pan… she could have saved herself, she could have wished him back in New Namek, but she had to come to his rescue. She didn't know how to repair the ship, but she could always contact his mother and she would explain her how to repair it.
The rocks moved out of their faces and both searched for the other one.
She smiled at him weakly. "At least I found you."
He smiled at her softly. "I don't know if I should thank you or be mad at you."
She smiled again. "I don't know how much we will last, Trunks. I don't want you to be mad at me."
He gritted his teeth. Pan wasn't that kind of girl, she was a fighter. "Don't give up, Pan. You are NOT going to die."
A weird sound made them look at the tank in front of them. A pale skinned creature emerged from the tank and walked slowly with the help of another rock creature.
MUTANTS.
Trunks looked at it in shock. "Dende! They are using our blood to mutate."
Pan looked at the other tanks. "Look at their skin! It's changing."
After a while, the pale skinned creature, tapped in a rock counter and the rock revealed a central panel. He pushed a button and stretched out his hand, pointing to a three-dimensional screen.
A rock creature approached them and inserted the needle in their skin, extracting more blood out of their bodies. The pale skinned creature nodded his head to them and pointed out to the screen.
Trunks and Pan looked at the screen. The story of some planet started running and they watched their history, technology and ways of living. They watched the planet exploding and beings like the paled skinned creatures turned into living rocks slowly. The experimental science, mutations, tests and many experiments with aliens of different planets passed through their eyes. The aliens were captured, every creature landing in the planet was an experimental subject, going through the same blood experiments that the rock creatures had tested in them, against their will…
The original shape of the rock creatures was humanoid, but they had mutated into rocks after their DNA and molecular structure had been modified and it had absorbed the rock properties.
The entire place had been modified. Part of the planet structure could move and it was controlled by the 40 creatures left. It seemed they had success with their blood because other test subjects had died without knowing the creature's story.
After eight hours, ten creatures had humanoid appearance, but no powers. Maybe their saiyan blood had worked. The Screen showed a process where the blood was cultivated and mutated. It seemed they were taking some components off the original blood.
COMMUNICATION AND STARVATION.
Two days later.
The serum of their blood worked and the creatures were all skinned now. They had been trapped four days and the creatures had figured out a way to communicate. They had removed Trunks translator and had entered some kind of language.
The creatures explained they didn't want to hurt them but their race needed to survive. They had to test their blood but they weren't planning to kill any of them. Everything in the planet had mutated and they needed living components to reverse the process.
They had tested the blood with different processes, covering the rock bodies with it until one of them mutated back. The serum had worked. They had taken only the required quantity of blood out of them, but unfortunately other visitors in the past had died, not resisting the process. They had been synthetically reproducing their blood and now the process was complete and they wanted to thank them.
The creatures told Trunks they were free to leave, but they wouldn't hesitate if they tried to destroy them or their planet.
Trunks frowned. Those creatures had no right to keep them prisoners and he was upset, but they weren't dead and he wouldn't risk Pan's life. He wanted to kill them all, but Pan didn't and at the end of the day he understood… they just wanted to live…
The original survivors were 400 but they had died because they couldn't reproduce. They didn't seem so cruel, maybe it had been just desperation what made them act so low. Pan had told him that everyone deserved a chance and those creatures were trying to recover what had been taken from them, their identity, their shape, their life… they only wanted to survive.
Pan was right about something, they could have killed them. They could have drained all the blood out of their bodies, and instead they had offered explanations, they had apologized and they were willing to let them go.
Trunks almost fainted when Pan offered her help. She had offered to find a suitable planet and come back for them. Thanks Dende they had refused, saying they knew where to go, now that they had a body more similar to their original form.
CARING.
Once inside the ship, Trunks and Pan collapsed on the floor. After a few seconds they closed the door and ate a large quantity of food and slept a whole day.
She woke up first and glanced at Trunks. She had been so worried about him… She thought he was dead and that thought was killing her when she was waiting for him in the ship.
She caressed his cheek softly and shook her head, standing up. She looked at the bathroom and walked over, opening the door. She glanced around the bathroom for a minute, her eyes stopping in the bath tube and grinned. Yes, she deserved a long bath.
An hour later, she stepped out of the bathroom and walked to the kitchen. She, no… both needed a great meal. She smiled and walked back to the bathroom, filling the bath tube with hot water as she folded a clean set of clothes for Trunks. She put them on the shelf and left the room.
She bent down and whispered in his ear. "Wake up, Trunks."
He mumbled something and rolled onto his side. She chuckled, amused at his face. Her hand moved to his jaw and rubbed it softly. "Trunks… wake up."
He mumbled again, pouting in his sleep.
She couldn't help it and kissed his lips softly. This time she didn't ask him to wake up and kissed him more. After a few seconds of watching him sleep, she kissed him again but this time she felt his arms around her waist.
He opened an eye and smiled, placing a quick chaste kiss on her lips. "I missed you too."
She blushed. To kiss him when he was awake was pretty different than kissing him when he was sleeping, not that she was taking advantage, but he had caught her. "I… well, you didn't… wake up… and I…"
He smiled playfully and whispered flirtatiously. "Oh, I see… taking advantage of a fallen saiyan."
She blushed deeper and straightened her back, waving her hands. "No! I just wanted to…"
He cut her off with a chuckle. "Kiss me?"
Her face wasn't going to be redder than now. She diverted her eyes from him. "No! I mean, yes, but…"
His nose and cheeks were slightly red too. He brushed his lips on hers and pulled away quickly. "Good morning, Pan."
She stood up and looked around the room nervously. "I… your bath is ready. I'll be cooking, okay?"
He wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. Damn space suit, it was too thick and uncomfortable. He leaned closer and placed a chaste kiss between her nape and ear. "Thank you."
PLAYING DIRTY.
They ate quickly. Both were still weak, but they had rested and they were ready to return to the original route. The ship wasn't repaired and due to the last events Trunks wanted to return to Earth as soon as they could.
He suggested they should have turns in the healing tank, so they would be fully recovered if they needed to fight. Pan was exhausted and agreed.
Trunks' eyes lit up. This is what he needed, just a little time alone so he could repair the ship and set the route back to Earth. Pan wouldn't notice until it was too late and even when he knew she was going to be upset forever, he was responsible of her security now and he would do everything to keep her safe… no matter if he had to play dirty.
He programmed the healing chamber for 24 hours, arguing that both had lost many blood. Once inside, she closed her eyes, still smiling at him.
He ran to the control panel and searched for a safe place. He wouldn't land in a planet this time. He located the rests of a planet and grinned, it was just 16 hours away. He would have time to repair the combustible compartment and change the route.
BAD LUCK.
15 minutes… it would be enough to set the new route… He inserted the key and entered the control memory, typing the Earth coordinates. A green button started flashing and he smiled… Done.
He pushed his back against the chair and raised his hands, holding the back of his neck. Now, he would take his turn in the healing chamber and everything would be fine. When he woke up they would be in their way back to Earth, now he just needed to hide the key.
He returned to the control room after hiding the key and slumped in the pilot chair. His eyes were closing when he heard the healing tank' alarm beeping loudly. The speakers were close to his ears and set in the maximum level. The volume was way too high…
He tapped the screen so the tank would drain the liquid inside. The tab closed and his eyes bulged at the message on the screen.
Invalid route. Insufficient fuel. Set closer destination.
He stood up quickly and ran to the tools storage. Damn it. This was bad luck. Now he had to hurry up and grab the key, so he could set an alternative route, maybe a place near to Earth where they would wait until his Dad could rescue. They still had the original ship… it wasn't like they were going to be trapped in this space ship for an eternity...
Pan stepped out of the tank coughing. After some seconds, she narrowed her eyes. She thought Trunks would be there waiting for her. She decided to go and take a shower, put on a set of clean clothes and then lecture Trunks, but changed her mind in the last moment. What if Trunks needed help? He wouldn't have left her there… she just knew he would be here and the fact that he wasn't only meant something was wrong.
She flew towards the control room and stopped by the door, bumping into Trunks. "Trunks! Are you okay?"
He paled, closing his hand in a fist, so she wouldn't see the key. "Yes… everything is fine… I… I'm sorry I wasn't there… I… had to use the toilet…"
He tilted his head to the side, shrugging childishly.
She looked at his bright eyes and his guilty expression. He was up to something. Her eyes scanned his body. Yeah, he was hiding something… he was nervous and stammering… "What is it?"
He seemed surprised. "Nothing. I told you everything is fine. Why don't you change, Pan? You are soaked and wetting the floor."
She raised an eyebrow as she folded her arms over her chest. Since when Trunks cares about the floor? "Fine. See you in a minute."
He sighed, releasing all the air in his lungs. It had been close… He wiped the sweat out his forehead and inserted the key in the panel slot. His eyes travelled in the stellar map of Earth solar system.
Pan opened her mouth in shock. What the… Bastid… he had tried to change the course! She snatched the key and closed her hand tightly. "You are an asshole, Trunks! How dare you to do this to me? You changed the route! You weren't planning to help me wish my grandpa back! I never thought you were such an asshole!"
He lifted his arms trying to calm her down. "No, wait Pan. I'm sorry. I jus…"
She clutched her hands at her sides and glared at him, cutting him off with a loud voice. "I don't want to hear it, Trunks. I trusted you. I hate you!"
He stood up, trying to hold her shoulders, but she slapped his hands away. "Get out of here, Trunks! I won't let you change the route. I shouldn't have trusted you!
He froze at her words and looked at his feet.
She shoved past him, sitting on the pilot chair. "We are going to find New Namek."
Her words had hurt him. He had to explain. "I'm sorry, Pan. I was really worried for y…"
She spat out her words harshly. "Worried my ass! You just wanted to go back to Earth, but you know what? That's not happening!"
He raised his hand, rubbing his temples. "Pan"
She stood up and pushed him out the door. "I don't want you near me!"
EXPLANATIONS.
Several hours had passed by when Trunks tried to explain himself but it was useless, she didn't even want to look at him.
He set the manual program and locked himself in the healing tank. He would be out in 6 hours and he would try to talk to her again. He hoped he would find her less pissed off.
It took him more than two hours to convince her, that it was his duty to take her back to Earth. She didn't agree but at least she listened to him and understood why he wanted to go back to Earth.
The silence was awkward. He wanted to talk, or play or something, but he didn't know what to do. She was sitting in a corner, in silence, as If she was pondering about what to do next. She had the key and now, she wouldn't let him have it, and that was for sure. Now he didn't know if returning to Earth was the right thing. On top of everything he missed her… and it wasn't in a very friendly way… Damn it… what was happening? He couldn't be falling for Pan…
He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and cleared his throat. "um… we should take a break of all this, Pan. Do you want to watch a movie? We can make some pop corn and just relax in the couch…"
She brought her head up smiling and then nodded. "Okay."
He grinned hugely at her and turned around, headed to the kitchen. "Pick up the movie, Pan. I'll make some pop corn."
She got up and walked over the T.V. to pick a movie.
Some minutes later Trunks walked in carrying a big bowl.
Pan arched her eyebrows and smiled, sitting in the couch. "Want some help?"
He smirked and sat down next to her. "I don't think so."
She punched his arm and laughed, trying to reach the bowl. "Hey! I want some popcorn!"
His smirk deepened and he put the bowl out of her reach. He was relaxed now.
She chuckled, he was acting playfully and she liked it. She grabbed the control and pointed to the screen, pushing the play button. "You are not planning to eat all that, Trunks."
He grabbed a fistful of popcorn and threw it inside his mouth. "Yes, I am."
She glanced at him and smiled. "No, you can't eat all."
He started teasing her with the bowl. "Oh, but I can."
She blinked and turned her head to face him. "You can, but you won't"
He looked at her and winked. "How do you know?"
She snatched rapidly the bowl and burst out laughing. "Because it's mine now!"
He placed both hands on her shoulders and leaned forward. "If you do that…"
Her upper lip trembled. "If I do that what?"
He slipped a hand around her waist and brought her close, but didn't say a word.
She looked at him questioningly. She was really nervous and dropped the bowl.
Both reacted on time and pull away. Trunks was blushing furiously. What the heck had just happened? He had tried to kiss her!!! Damn… this was getting out of control, but watching the movie was HIS idea and there was no way to back out. "Well, at least you are not eating MY popcorn."
His comment helped her to release some tension and she stood up quickly. "I'll make more pop corn."
He raised an eyebrow, not feeling that embarrassed. "Are you sharing your popcorn with me?"
Her mouth twisted to the side in a mocking smile. "I'll think about it… it depends…"
He turned to look at her retreating form. "Depends on what?"
She had disappeared in the corridor. "On your behaviour… it's up to you."
His mouth stayed open for a long time before he decided to close it. Was she flirting with him? He hadn't seen her face but he could bet everything that she was laughing… and the way she said it… yes… she was flirting…
TEMPTATION.
Pan returned and they watched the movie, emptying the popcorn bowl in minutes. When the credits of the movie were on, he raised a hand and placed it on her shoulders. "Back to the stone planet… I told you to stay away, Pan."
She shrugged, resting her head on his forearm. "I wouldn't leave you there, Trunks."
He smiled, squeezing her shoulder and pulling her close. "I know. Thank you, but next time…"
She cut him of with a finger over his mouth. "Next time I'm staying with you."
She was tempting him, her finger had brushed his lips lightly. He kissed the pad of her finger, slowly. His lips barely touched her skin. "I didn't want you to get hurt."
She froze for a second and then, she ran her fingertip over his lips, leaning closer. "And I didn't want you to get killed."
He stared into her eyes and kissed her finger again. "You could have died too."
She ran her finger very slowly over his lower lip, holding his gaze. "But I didn't."
He half-closed his eyes and turned his body slightly to the left, raising his right hand to hold the back of her neck. "I'm not going to let you risk your life again, Pan."
Her lips trembled as her tummy jumped inside her. "And how are you planning to stop me?"
Her voice was a whisper, her breath filled his nostrils and he started to close the gap between them. "Like this."
He finally closed the space between them and kissed her fully on the lips, opening his mouth to deepen the kiss. She grabbed the side of his face and opened her lips, granting him access.
As his tongue met hers, she slid an arm and wrapped it around his neck while he tightened his arm around her back. His hand slid from her neck to her waist, pressing her against him.
She didn't care about words, risks and planets. He was alive and she loved him. She forgot everything about pride and games. She didn't care if he knew how much she loved him, she would fake no more.
Travelling through galaxies was risky. Both knew they were good fighters, but they knew they had been in danger, they knew they were lucky to be alive, because they could have died. Being alive was good luck, being in love and together was a plus. They didn't know if tomorrow they would fight an enemy, they didn't know if they were going to make it back to earth… The ship's fuel storage still had a fissure…
The kiss grew passionate and wild, both knowing this could be their last time together.
After a kiss came another… and another… and another, until both were breathing heavily. He pushed her softly, laying her back on the couch. His chest was against hers and his hands caressed the sides of her waist while they kissed deeply.
His touch was burning her skin and she wanted more, she wanted to feel his skin too. Her hands slid under his T-shirt while her fingertips started tracing his back.
He tightened his grip on her and moved to her neck. Their breath had quickened. He was breathing faster than her when he moved to her neck and kissed it.
She trembled in his arms stroking his hair with a hand, while the other roamed his back. His hands traced small circles up her sides and she moaned, pulling at his hair to kiss him again. He moaned into the kiss, moving slightly until his body was on top of hers.
She arched her back when he kissed her earlobe, moving later to her nape. His tongue licked the skin of her neck before he kissed it and she had a funny feeling inside her womb. He moved to her shoulder. Her skin was soft and pale, his nose had picked up her smell, his tongue lingering in the taste of her skin. He flicked his tongue on her shoulder and bit it softly.
She didn't want to shout, but she did. She didn't want to kill the moment but his teeth had found the spot where the wound was, and her shoulder was still a little bit hurt, although she had stopped wearing the bandages after she exited the healing tank.
He pulled away immediately and stared into her eyes. "I'm sorry. I thought you were healed."
Her hand pushed his face against her shoulder. Her voice was barely audible. "Please, don't stop."
He blushed, firstly because he wasn't planning to stop. He took out his tongue, running it over her clavicle. "I won't."
It was a heated moment. Both didn't want to pull away, both were kissing as if the world would end tomorrow. A growing feeling invaded his body and he realized he was pushing way too much against her body centre. He pulled away, her face between his hands. "We should stop, Pan."
She nodded her head, blushing furiously. She was supposed to say that first… "Yes, we should."
Her words sounded as if she didn't want to stop at all and he captured her lips between his again. His hands climbed up her sides and he started caressing the sides of her breasts.
She felt her womb exploding and moaned loudly. He stopped in a halt. What the hell was he doing almost making out with Pan?
She opened her eyes, finding his gaze fixed in her face. Her hands loosened around his neck and she lowered them, so they were resting on his chest. They stared at each other for a long time, as if they wanted to read each other's thoughts.
She pushed him away and stood up, folding her arms over her chest. "I'm tired of your rejection, Trunks."
He stood up and grabbed her shoulders, spinning her body around. His hands held her arms in place as his eyes narrowed. "I'm not rejecting you."
She chuckled bitterly. "No?"
His hands slid down her arms and soon, he had her pressed tight against his body, holding her waist with both arms. He lifted one of his hands and held her chin. "No. I pulled away, but it wasn't a rejection, Pan… I… what I mean is… I'm a man, you know? I just don't want to… take advantage…"
She opened her mouth in surprise, one hundred questions dancing inside her mind.
He shook his head, not ready to answer whatever she had in mind. "Listen to me, Pan. Please… I can't help to feel… and what I feel is way too much… I can't be in control all the time… that's why I…"
He trailed off, lowering his head.
She blushed. She didn't know if she was more embarrassed than happy or vice versa. She nodded her head and then slid her hands up his chest, holding his neck. "I understand."
He stared at her intensely. "No, you don't."
She raised an eyebrow. He didn't get the message… "Yes, I do… You don't need to elaborate, Trunks."
He blushed. His eyes searched hers and she smiled softly, lifting her face to kiss him softly.
He kissed her back quickly. "Maybe, we… um… should go to bed now… I mean to sle…"
She cut him off quickly. Her face was red with embarrassment. "I know what you mean, Trunks."
He stepped back and grabbed the control, turning the TV off. He approached and grabbed her hand, dragging her out the TV room. That night, both couldn't sleep but both faked they were sleeping.
RESPONSIBILITY
The loud voice of Bulma was heard in the control room. Trunks stood up quickly and ran to the control room just to hear a harsh lecture about responsibility. Bulma had noticed something wrong was happening, the emergency button had been flashing constantly and she had been trying to communicate with the space ship for six hours. Trunks explained what was happening and she had shouted at him because he was responsible of the ship security. He knew what to do and he hadn't done it yet.
When the communication was cut, Trunks hurried to find a new planet where to land and repair the fuel compartment. Soon three small planets were found and he ran the scanner to see which one was safer.
It seems two of them were deserted, but he had learnt the lesson. His father had always told him to not trust in the oblivious, because sometimes the smallest threat was the most dangerous, so he chose the bigger planet of the two deserted.
After informing Pan of the landing, he took the garments and put them on, a set of tools and some equipment and secured them to his waist. He didn't know if the environment out there was harsh and he had to take some precautions. The spaceship was now orbiting the new grey planet.
They landed in a high-altitude mountain or what it seemed to be a mountain. The screen showed Trunks' suit, it had a stable internal pressure, but outside was high, so it was hard to walk. Bulma had designed special suits which provided great mobility but it wasn't enough. The planet was grey and cold.
The only things Trunks could see were shadows due to the lack of sun. He looked up at the sky and saw three bright stars. Those stars were the only light on the planet, but it was enough to move without falling.
The Primary Life Support System of the ship was monitoring Trunks constantly, while Pan was sitting in a chair biting her fingernails. The ground was snowy. Stars provided some light but not heat. Suddenly the screen located a source of heat in the centre of the planet; it looked like a big sphere.
She used the intercom to tell Trunks about this and he hurried to repair the ship. After some minutes the spaceship was good enough to fly and save energy. The temperature on the outside had a great variation. She didn't worry about it, because she knew the space suits had a liquid cooling garment along with ultraviolet protection shields.
It was dark out there and she was kind of worried, but she knew Trunks could take care of himself and he had almost finished the repairs. The screen started beeping as a zoom was automatically displayed. The red zone was showing an increment of the temperature and it seems it was flowing to the surface.
She grabbed the intercom and shouted. "Trunks! You better hurry up, something is happening inside the planet"
He dropped one of the tools, closing his eyes tightly. His eardrum was hurting and he had heard that shout exploding inside of his head. "WHAT?"
She glared at the intercom and gritted her teeth. "Stop shouting!"
He rolled his eyes to the back of his head, twisting his lip. "You were the one who shouted!"
She puffed… Saiyan men… it was truth, no one could put up with them. "I didn't mean it, okay?"
He picked up the tool and tried to concentrate in what he was doing, slightly annoyed by the interruption. "What is what you wanted?"
She gasped, she had almost forgotten why she was so stressed. "Something's happening inside the planet!"
He rolled his eyes again and gritted his teeth. "I already hear that pretty, pretty clear… I mean WHAT IS what's happening?"
She glanced at the screen with worry. "The heat is expanding, it seems its coming out the surface. Stop talking and hurry up!"
His teeth almost broke and he cut off the communication while cursing out loud. "Damn brat… how dare she? She was the first to interrupt MY job and now she pretends I'm wasting the time instead of repairing this piece of shit?... I can't believe it… I just can't… what the hell does she think she is to be ordering me around? We wouldn't be in this shit if it wasn't for her! Now she is blaming me… sure… pick your idiot and toy him… but she is going to listen to me… as soon as I put a foot inside of that ship, she is going to listen to me… she'll see… oh yes… I don't care if she puts on that angelical smile or that innocent face… she is as witchy as her grandma… and I'm not falling for that trick… She'll see…"
A shadow behind his back told him he wasn't alone…
He turned around quickly only to see the owner of his cursing stepping behind with a glare on her face.
He narrowed his eyes. What the hell was she doing out here? He reconnected the intercom and opened his mouth, but her only gaze made him shut up.
She tapped her booth on the ground and her glare deepened. "Go on, Trunks. Keep swearing… I just can't believe you are so stupid… Don't you know that even if you cut the communication I'm able to HEAR YOU? Maybe you can't hear me but I'm sure as hell that I can…"
His jaw dropped. Idiot… he had forgotten… of course she had heard… everything…
She pushed her lips together and raised her eyebrows, balling her hands into fists. "Go on, Trunks, keep talking… What is what I will see?"
He gulped… Damn… He turned around and bent down on his knees screwing down the last bolt in the metal surface of the ship. "Pan, we don't have time for this"
She wasn't going to let him avoid the subject. She watched him put the screwdriver in his belt, standing up slowly. "I don't see fire anywhere around, so yes, we have time."
A shadow cast over them. They looked at each other and turned around quickly. This time it was something else.
To be continued.
Author notes.
Thank you so much for your reviews. Trupan, Saiyan Hope, Strefe, Spades, Intrinsec and Alexeigirl for the double review. I really appreciate it. As you know I was feeling kind of disappointed of this story, but thank you so much, you made me smile widely again! I hope you like this chapter! Please review. Thanks.
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