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Summary: Vegeta was -never- blown up. No one died. Freiza was defeated and Pan and Trunks hate each other. What could possibly be more dangerous then two Saiyans roaming around the palace, setting things on fire, and causing much more chaos? How come they're always hanging out if they hate each other?
Friendly reminded, this story is AU :]
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IF YOU ARE AN OLD READER PLEASE READ!!
So BASICALLY, I have scrapped this entire story in favor of rewriting it ENTIRELY (okay not entirely, just from this chapter and on), leaving out all the stupid plot twists and turns and stupid pranks in favor of an actual plot that actually goes somewhere. I mean, sixteen chapters, that don't go anywhere, are entirely pointless. If you want to read something stupid and pointless, go read Bulma's Mushrooms, or What Was THAT?, or any of my other stupid stories, that's what most of them are. That's not what I want from this story. I want to write a story with actual substance and shape and form and a story that is actually going somewhere instead of just building and building and building upon itself until it has NOWHERE else to go. Which is what happened here. Overactive imagination plus me equals bad. :) I know it's not perfect, but it's better than what it was, trust me. No, I am not going to leave the old pointless chapters up...I will have them on my computer...but they will most likely not be available upon request. Before I forget...I don't believe I mentioned it but part of the challege of this story was for Goku and Chi-Chi to be Pan's parents...I THINK. Haha, it's been ages so I really don't remember. Oh yeah, I know I tend to jump around a lot, I try and be the narrator but sometimes I'm writing as Pan and sometimes as Trunks. Actually most the time I'm Trunks. I just love writing from his perspective, I have NO idea why! :)
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Chapter Three: Things Ain't Like They Used To Be
Trunks sighed, partly in frustration at his memories from half a decade ago and partly because he missed the innocense of his younger days. He couldn't help but hate himself for saying terrible things like that to Pan. He never understood why he did, he was just a young boy who said things in the heat of the moment with out thinking. They actually did see each other again after their incident, much to Pan's displeasure, they saw each other later that night as Goku and Chi-Chi had the Vegeta royal family over for a nice dinner. He hated these dinners, and they happened verrrry often.
First, the two families would join together for about ten minutes before dinner was to be served and have a nice polite conversation amongst each other, mostly the adults talked and the children sat back and stared at each other waiting for dinner. Dinner was always served, no matter what household, promptly at six o' clock. The eight of them would sit down and have a delightfully quiet and elegant dinner. After dinner the men, Goku and Vegeta, would go into a room and have a quiet conversation between themselves or sometimes they would go spar if the opportunity arose. The ladies, Bulma and Chi-Chi, would sit in a small tea room alone and share the latest gossip. The kids knew to always march off to their rec room and play peacefully and quietly. Trunks chuckled to himself at his last description of the four of them as children. Peaceful and quiet had never been in their vocabulary as youngsters, even now they were hardly common words.
But that night, after Pan and Trunks' incident, the room had been deathly still, no one hardly spoke a word and no fun was had. When the Vegeta family had left and arrived home (and when Vegeta was not in the room) Bulma had put a hand to her son's forehead and asked if he or any of the other children were ill. Trunks had only shaken his head no and sulked off to his room, leaving Bulma to shake her head and walk away to seek out her mate.
As the years continued, Trunks and Pan had learned to co-exist. Even though Pan could literally drive Trunks insane and annoy him with no end in site, he was happy to say that they had become friends. A friend unlike any other he had ever had. He didn't understand their relationship at all. He was now a young man of seventeen, he had had girlfriends, experienced all the things most teenagers experienced and yet he just couldn't seem to find a proper mate. And all the girls he had ever dated, liked, almost loved, all of them had been hatefully jealous of his relationship with Pan.
He would admit that he was protective of Pan, she was practically family. He also knew that he didn't want anyone to treat Pan as he had treated her when they were kids. He wanted to make sure she found a nice man to be with, but every guy she had ever been with, dated, or liked, Trunks had hated with a passion and said that none of them was ever good enough for Pan. And he had told her so. And he was the one to comfort her when she came to him crying her eyes out. She came to him because he was always right about the boys she picked, the boys who only wanted one thing from her; her elite status and sex.
He still remembered the night she had lost her virginity. It had been to a middle-upper class Saiyan, who was nineteen, named Tomako something that wasn't important because at the time, when she had told him what had happend, he immediately knew it didn't matter because he was going to rip this Tomako's guys balls off. Of course, that ended up not happening. Pan had pleaded for him to not follow through and he had stayed with her instead. This had been a year ago, when they were both sixteen and Trunks had been a little surprised at the revelation. He never imagined Pan having sex so young, even though he had done so himself just months before, but he didn't scold her, he just comforted her and tried to be there for her as her friend.
Trunks never thought it odd when she would be spending the night to be with Bra and she would come into his room, in the late evening after he assumed Bra had fallen asleep and Pan had gotten bored. She had a bad habit of never knocking, which he had come accumsted to. She would just come into his room like she owned the place and settle herself down onto his couch or bed next to him like it wasn't the strangest thing in the world. Sometimes she would even cuddle up next to him on the couch, place her head on his shoulder and press her body against his side as they watched a movie and he couldn't even begin to count the amount of times they would stay up for hours just talking, laying down on his bed next to each other.
He didn't realize that other friendships weren't like this, he really didn't have any other girl friendships to base this on. He assumed it was pretty much the norm, as did Pan. They didn't let anything embarrass them, even when they were caught in the early morning by Bra or Goten or even Bulma, spooned against each other, limps tangled together. They were just able to be comfortable around each other and not let anything get in the way, no matter how much they had supposedly hated each other when they were younger.
Afterall, they had been kids and kids do say the darndest things. He had never really hated Pan, he had been a stupid boy who thought girls still had cooties and thought that he could get away with being a total asshole to Pan and not hurt her feelings. But, he had learned his lesson and he had gained a valuable friendship from his mistakes. No one ever questioned how Pan and Trunks felt towards one another or told them that their behaviour was wrong or inappropriate. Although there were people that wished they would just come out with it and say they were together, but the truth is that Trunks only liked Pan as a dear friend and Pan felt the same way about him. They were just good friends who weren't afraid of comforting each other and sought out each other to cure their lonliness.
Even when Pan had been dating a boy for several months, there were never any long gaps when he didn't see her for hours on end. Trunks suddenly began to wonder how she managed her time but decided it didn't matter as long as he was able to see his best friend continuously he didn't worry about it. Trunks again tried to remember when this strange transition had happened. One day they were enemies and the next day it seemed that they were practically inseperable. He could only come to the conclusion that it had occured after their admission of hate to each other, when they realized they could no longer deny one another as friends.
Trunks sighed, tired of reminicsing. Every time he thought of how he told Pan he hated her, he got this jabbing, stinging, painful twist in his heart and he was filled with regret, guilt, and anger. He couldn't stand feeling this way, especially because it involved Pan, so he tried his best to wash the thought from his mind and think of happier memories. He stared at the girl sleeping before him and thought about the latest boy Pan had been dating. Trunks almost let Pan convince him that she was dating a decent guy, until earlier that day Pan had kicked Trunks' ass so bad during their sparring session that he had to give up in order to get out of her beating him into the ground and exhausting him (Trunks never let Pan win). It was then that Trunks found out that this guy had been scum and cheated on her and that was why Pan was so angry and had beat him senseless.
At the time, Trunks had gotten angry at her, "Well, why the fuck are you beating me to death? Go kick that guys ass!" He had yelled at her after she had admitted what happened when he gave up on their sparring session, which was completely one-sided. Pan had been pacing in a circle around Trunks until she finally shouted, "I don't know!!" Back at him. On the inside, Trunks was thinking about how girls were very crazy, but ont he outside he was now at Pan's side and calming her down as she fought back the urge to cry.
She knew she was better than crying over any guy and refused to cry anymore in any situation. Trunks was holding her in his arms and her arms were at her sides as she let him hug her and rub circles over her back, "Pan, it's okay to cry." He said, almost in frustration. That seemed to immediately stop Pan's fight and she pulled back to glare at him, slug him on his shoulder and wrap her arms around him, thanking him for comforting her and dealing with her crazyness. "I don't know why I'm so crazy Trunks but thank you for being here." She whispered, squeezing him tightly once more before letting go to pull back and give him one of his smiles. He called them his smiles because he knew they were only kept for him, "Lets go eat, okay?" She said cocking her head to one side.
And that was how Pan ended up in his bed for the millionth time, after a large eating session, a good drinking session, a nice long conversation between the two and now sleep for Pan. She had a long day after all, kicking Trunks' ass. Trunks' eyes suddenly widened in fear because instead of seeing Pan's eyes closed in sleep he saw them open and glaring at him in anger. Upon seeing his reaction though Pan laughed quietly, "Don't worry." She said, slapping his shoulder playfully. "I just can't seem to get to sleep knowing you're awake thinking...about me." Trunks laughed because she was dead acurate, "That or I'm just not comfortable enough." Pan said as she snuggled closed to him. Trunks sighed in mock annoyance as he wrapped her up in his arms, "I know you're just using me for my body but you don't have to be so obvious about it," He said with sarcasm and could hear Pan laughing against his chest.
"Go to sleep Pan-Chan." He said and Pan was tempted to knee him in the groin but she knew he meant it in a serious way, not a condescending way. She loved being able to know she had someone to always come back to, who accepted her for who she was, cared for her, and thought enough of her to not judge her in any situation. And in return, she did the same for him. Not even Goten or Bra did that for her or for Trunks. Of course, Goten and Bra were too caught up in each other to notice if their best friends were taken care of properly. And Pan nor Trunks never really expected less of them, they both understood how things could get and knew that Goten needed Bra as much as Bra needed Goten and neither wanted to interfere with that relationship.
Pan held nothing against Bra for falling in love with Goten. Her best friend had fallen in love with her brother, so what? It didn't make Bra any less of her best friend, they still cared for each other and were there for each other, just not in the same way that Trunks was there for Pan. Pan could tell Trunks anything and knew that whatever she said would never be repeated. Not that she didn't trust Bra, but Bra did tell almost everything to Goten and Pan couldn't allow that to happen. Because where Pan had a hold on Trunks, allowing her to stop him from killing her last boyfriend, Pan did not have that same hold on Goten who would most definitely follow through with his threats. And not only was Goten a problem, but as soon as any word would get out of a boy hurting Pan, Goku would be a problem too. And sometimes Vegeta would get in the way as well.
The two families were very close, especially after everything they had been through together and done for each other; Goku staying by Vegeta's side while Freiza rampaged, Chi-Chi helping Bulma, Trunks, and Bra to safety after there was a huge breach in security at the palace when Vegeta and Goku had been away at battle...there was a bond between the two families that could never fail.
Pan could never forget her friendship with Bra, they grew up together and they had terrorized the palace as young girls, and had their daddy's wrapped around their fingers. But now, the two had realized that they were growing up and knew things could not be as they had been before as little girls, and there was a silent agreement between the two that not everything need to be shared between each other. And now it seemed Trunks had sort of replaced Bra in a way. Although it was definitely a more different relationship with Trunks than she had with Bra. Pan knew that all Bra talked about was Goten and she really did not want to hear anything to do with her brother was had to with Bra too. It was just too much information.
San sighed, getting a little distraught thinking about Bra, then Goten, then Bra and Goten being all lovey-dovey to each other. So she thought about her friendship with Trunks. She loved all the little things she knew about him. For example his favorite color was green, his favorite book was The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoyevsky, his favorite drink was tea, his favorite food was steak (yeah he was a man), how he liked his coffee (two sugars and milk), how he was really a hopeless romantic, and how when he was younger he would secretly let Bra win during their sparring matches so she wouldn't cry. She also knew that he was left handed but had the meanest right hook ever, that he loved sparring with his father even though he seemed to hate it but it allowed him to spend time with Vegeta, and that the first girl Trunks ever had sex with broke his heart. Pan had also become aware, unknown to Trunks, that he had several freckles that were randomly placed apon his body the cutest one happened to be a light colored one on his nose, his hair was softer than hers, he didn't have big ugly man feet like most guys but they weren't girly either, he cracked his knuckles when he was nervous, and that he snored lightly in his sleep.
Pan ran her hand over Trunks' shoulder and over onto his back, rubbing between his shoulder blade and his spine where she knew that particular muscle was sore from their spar earlier that day. The spar where she had kicked his ass. She didn't realize Trunks was already half asleep by this point and as she continued to rub his sore muscle she heard the tell-tale sound of Trunks sleeping. Pan did feel slightly guilty for kicking his ass but she needed to release her anger on someone and Trunks hadn't been her first choice. No, her first choice had been that cheating asshole but she knew she would've killed him if she stayed in his presence any longer than five seconds. She had tried Vegeta as her first choice but he was busy worrying over something that he would not go into details with her and he was also with her father, Goku, so that left Goten and she knew he was with Bra so her last option was Trunks.
Pan decided against thinking anymore about that subject because it just led her thoughs back to what an awful morning she had that day but the evening had eventually turned out just fine, perfect actually, and she was ready to put this day past her and forget everything that happened as she slipped into a blissful, much needed, sleep.
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I know, this chapter had little to NO dialogue but...I liked it. That's actually how a lot of my revising is coming along. Hardly any dialogue. I wanna put a DWD warning here, haha get it, dialogue, what dialogue? Yeah I know...I'm still the same dork I was almost ten years ago.
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