By: Sailor Destiny
Trunks: 28
Pan: 21
Goten: 27
Bra: 22
Marron: 26
Author's Notes: This chapter won't be half and half like chapter seven. This
time, chapter eight will involve almost every character that had been
previously introduced! I hope you like this chapter as much as the ones
before.
Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z. I don't own Dragonball GT. I don't own
Dragonball AF, but I do own Keiko Asashi. She has been copyrighted by law (no
joke) and cannot be used without my permission. If in any case, one should use
Keiko Asashi, they risk the chance of being sued.
P.S.
READ THE END OF CHAPTER SEVEN AGAIN! I CHANGED IT!
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Pan awoke to sun blinding her eyes, but a shadow over her heart. Trunks still
hadn't returned, and her father still couldn't find him for one of three
reasons.
1. He's dead.
Pan shuddered at the mere thought of Trunks being completely out of her life.
She hadn't even gotten the chance to say she was sorry. Or that she loved him.
2. He didn't want to be found and was suppressing his ki.
*Does he really hate me that much? * Pan sadly thought.
3. He was still too injured to have a ki above a normal human's
Pan heard a soft knock at her door that she immediately recognized as her
father's. "You can come in daddy." Gohan slowly opened the door and stepped
in. He kept his gaze soft as he stared at his daughter. For a few minutes,
there was nothing but a surprisingly comforting silence.
"You okay?" Gohan asked, his voice slicing through the silence like a sharp
blade.
"No." Gohan walked to Pan's bed and sat on the edge.
"Talk to me sweetie." Gohan took Pan's hand and patted his lap. Pan smiled and
climbed on her father's lap, as she did when she was a child. Pan felt so
shielded from the harsh world when she was in her father's arms. She felt like
she was invincible. "Tell me how you're feeling Pan." Gohan said into her
hair. Pan leaned into his shoulder before she spoke.
"I'm worried daddy. What if he's dead? And if he is, it would be my fault."
"It's no one's fault Pan. Accidents happen. Some are just more serious than
others. But all mistakes will come to pass."
"Not this mistake."
"And why is that?" Pan hesitated a moment before saying,
"I love him." To Pan's great surprise, her father didn't tense, shout, or even
looked like he cared for that matter.
"I know." he simply said. Pan lifted her head up so she could see her father's
eyes.
"You do?"
"I've known for years Pan. And Trunks loves you too. Bulma sees it, and so do
I."
"You're wrong daddy. Trunks never has and never will lo-" Pan stopped
mid-sentence, groaned, and shifted uncomfortably in her father's lap.
"What's wrong Panny?"
"I...don't...feel so good." She answered as she jumped off her father's lap
and ran towards the bathroom.
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Trunks opened his eyes to a blurry mess. There was nothing but white around
him. And everything swayed from left, to right, left to right, left to
right....
"So you're finally awake." a voice said. Trunks looked towards the direction
the voice was coming from, and saw nothing. "Over here silly." Trunks look in
the opposite direction and saw a black and green blur. His vision steadily
improved, and the green and black blur was...
"Keiko?"
"That's my name."
"How long have I been asleep?"
"A couple of hours. The doctors decided that your head injury was too serious
to wait, so they took the risk of putting you to sleep and performed surgery.
You're lucky to be alive."
"Yeah. Thanks."
"Would you stop saying thanks? Now about those flying lessons...."
"I still feel like I fell two-hundred feet out of the sky you know..."
"Well you did."
"Exactly. Give me a couple of days. I'll be back to normal."
"Speaking of, the doctors say that it's okay for you to leave today. You got a
place to stay?" Trunks raised his eyebrow. "Of course not. What a stupid
question." Keiko blushed and laughed nervously. "Well, I got my own house. You
can stay there until you feel better."
"Why are you doing this? Why do you trust me so much?"
"Honestly, I have no clue. Just hold your horses for a second. I haven't
mentioned payment."
"Oh crap."
"Stop your whining! It's not much. You can stay as long as you need, as long
as you teach me how to fly, and fight better."
"But I thought you knew how to fight."
"I'm not stupid Trunks. I can sense that you're stronger than me." Keiko eyes
twinkled with cockiness.
"Why are you so cocky?" Trunks asked.
"I dunno. Guess I was just born with it. Are you going to come home with me or
not? Wait a minute." Keiko said, blushing. "That didn't sound right. Sorry."
Trunks burst into full-blown laughter. "Hey! Shut up!" Keiko said, becoming
even redder. Not too soon after, Keiko started laughing too. By the time the
two stopped, Trunks's stomach was cramped like he had just done ten million
crunches.
"Alright. Let's go."
"Wait." Trunks look at her in question. "I know this is a lot to ask." Trunks
quickly became curious as to why Keiko was blushing again. "But...do you think
you could carry me in you arms when you fly to my place?" Keiko turned away,
beet red.
Trunks's roots just about changed color. 'Can you carry me in your arms?' What
kind of question was that? His body was screaming,
"HELL YES! CARRY HER!"
But a small corner in his mind had an unreadable doubt. "Sure. It's no
problem," Trunks answered to the back of her head. Keiko faced him, still
slightly pink.
"Thanks?"
"Was that a question or an expression of gratitude?"
"I dunno." she said, shrugging. Trunks swung his feet over the side of the
bed, and finally looked at his attire.
"What the hell is this?" he shrieked.
"A hospital gown." Keiko answered, on the brink of another laughter explosion.
Trunks glared at Keiko, but she only snickered.
"Do you think...uh..."
"Will this work?" Keiko pulled out a pair of khakis and a white tank top.
"How did you know my size?"
"I checked your pants." Trunks struggled to push a perverted thought out of
his mind.
*I'm a dirty little mother f***er, aren't I? * Trunks thought to himself.
"When?"
"The hour that you were on the ground and out cold." Trunks sweatdropped.
Keiko threw the clothing in Trunks's lap and turned her back on him. "Hurry up
now!"
"No peeking!" Keiko laughed. Trunks quickly changed into his new attire. "You
can turn around now." Keiko turned back towards Trunks.
"That was f-" Keiko stopped mid-sentence as she stared at Trunks.
"What?" No reply. Trunks watched her in question as a string of drool slowly
made its way down her chin. "Uh...Keiko?"
"Huh?" Keiko blushed and wiped her chin when she realized that she was gaping
at him. Trunks ignored her and walked to her side. Trunks lifted her into his
arms, ignoring her protests.
"What are you doing?"
"You said that you wanted me to carry you."
"Yes I did. But when you were flying to my place."
"Well, we're about to go to your place."
"But you have to sign OOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUUUTTTTTTTTTTT!!!!!" Keiko screamed
for her life as Trunks flew right through the hospital's ceiling. She gripped
his neck so tight that Trunks thought it was going to pop off.
"Kei.... ko...let go. I can't breathe." Keiko loosened her grip, but not by
much. "Thanks. I think." Trunks coughed due to his continuing shortage of air.
"Keiko? Can you let go of my neck? I still can't breathe." Keiko stared,
wide-eyed at Trunks with fear written all over her face. "I swear, I won't
drop you."
Keiko sighed and slowly released her death grip on Trunks. "Thank-you." he
gasped.
"If you drop me and I live, I swear I'll come after you."
"Get serious! You weight about as much as a feather! Anyways, where do you
live?"
"I live in the east 552 district, in a one story brick house. It's next to a
lake in the middle of the woods. You can't miss it."
"There's only one problem then."
"What's that?"
"I've never gone farther east than the 452 district." Keiko sweatdropped.
"Just keep heading in the direction your going. You'll get there." For the
first time, Trunks got a good look at Keiko's face. There were very visible
bags below her closed eyes.
"Keiko?"
"Hmm?" she never opened her eyes when she answered him.
"How long are a couple of hours?"
"What are you talking about?"
"You said I was out for a couple of hours. How long?"
"Give or take, about a day..."she mumbled, half asleep.
"A DAY?!" Trunks was so shocked that he dropped Keiko. He didn't notice the
slight weight difference until Keiko started to scream her head off.
"TTTTTTTTTRRRRRRRRUUUUNNNNNNKKKKKKSSSSSSS!!!" Trunks escaped from his la-la
land, and looked down.
*Oh crap! * Trunks thought. He powered up a little and caught Keiko without
breaking a sweat. Once she was safely in his arms again, she began to pound
his chest.
"You ASSWIPE! You said you wouldn't drop me!" Keiko hit Trunks's chest as hard
as she could, then winced and rubbed her hand.
"Sorry! It was an accident! No need to call me names!" Keiko's face
disappeared momentarily as they flew through a cloud. Trunks sensed movement
from her mouth and instantly knew that she had stuck out her tongue at him.
"If you want to keep that pretty little tongue of yours, I suggest you stick
it back in your mouth."
"How did you-"
"I have very good vision." Trunks answered. "Anyway, what about your car?"
Keiko waved a hand carelessly in front of her face.
"We'll get it later. But now, I won't to know a little about you Trunks."
"Like what?"
"I don't know. Tell me a little about your background. Life history. I told
want a total stranger sleeping in my bed." Trunks raised an eyebrow. "The
guestroom bed, you pig!"
"Well I can't really tell you that much. You wouldn't understand."
"Try me." she replied with a raised eyebrow and a mocking tone.
"That saucy mouth of yours is going to get you in trouble one day."
"Is that a threat?"
"Maybe it is." he huskily said.
*What a sexy voice! Oh damn! I can't like him already! * "Stop changing the
subject. What's your favorite hobby?"
"Attacking the computer at work when it deletes a file."
"You're joking right?"
"Nope." Keiko busted out laughing. "You don't want to be dropped again, do
you?" Keiko glared at Trunks with a tint of evil in her eyes.
"You drop me, and I'll skin you alive."
"IF you're alive." he corrected. Keiko simply pinched his arm and began to
silently pout. She stopped when Trunks stopped and began to levitate in
midair.
"Why d'you stop?"
"Isn't that your house down there?" Keiko looked down.
"Oh yeah." Before Keiko could register what was happening, Trunks immediately
dropped down. 'Huh' was the only thing she got to say before her freefall
began. "AHHHHHH!!!" Keiko began to wail her legs and arms wildly as she fell.
At the very last moment, Trunks put out his arms and swiftly caught her and
put her on the ground.
"Have fun?" *WHACK* "Ow. You pack a mean punch." Keiko simply flipped her hair
and went inside. "Guess that's a no." Trunks muttered to himself.
*********************The Son Residence************************
The toilet flushed for what seemed like the millionth time in an hour, and Pan
emerged, looking even more weary that she did the morning she came from her
'incident' with Trunks. But this time, when Pan emerged, she was met by her
mother and father's concerned faces, instead, she was met with the 'Vegeta'
stare. Which was given by no other than...Vegeta. (Duh)
"Vegeta? What are you *burp* doing here?"
"Foolish girl? Have you no idea why you are so sick?" he growled.
"Hangover?"
Vegeta: *anime fall*
"No honey." Videl interrupted.
"What Vegeta is trying to say is..." Gohan wasn't given the chance to finish
his sentence, as Vegeta did that for him.
"...You're pregnant." Pan was silent a minute before she busted out laughing.
"You're joking right?" All three adults shook their heads 'no'. "Hahahaha...hahaha...haha...ha..."
*faint*
********************Keiko's Kitchen*******************************
"Is this all you've got to eat?" Trunks whined at the overstuffed cooler.
Keiko eyed him suspiciously.
"What are you anyway? A garbage disposal? You already cleaned out my junk food
cabinet!!!"
"Sorry! But I'm still hungry!" Trunks's whining was starting to get on Keiko's
last nerve.
"That's too bad. Come on."
"Where to?"
"Out back." Trunks followed Keiko a few moments after she went out the kitchen
door, but he was met by nothing but silence. He couldn't even sense her
anymore.
"Uh Keiko?" Out of nowhere, a kick came flying towards Trunks's face. He
blocked it easily, but the impact left a small bruise on his wrist. "No too
shabby." Trunks said as he smirked.
Keiko glared at Trunks and acquired a smirk of her own. "I'll show YOU
shabby!" Trunks scoffed and waited for Keiko's next move. But what he saw next
made his jaw hit the ground. Keiko had united her palms and front of her and
pulled both arms to the side. She had said she could to the Kamehameha wave,
but frankly, he didn't believe her.
"Ka...me...ha...me...HA!" Keiko thrust her hands in front of her and let the
blue wave loose. Trunks jumped in the air in an attempt to dodge it, but Keiko
directed the wave upwards as well.
*Oh shit! * Trunks thought. Not only was the blast coming in fast, but it was
immensely powerful. *Not bad for a girl. * The wave was weak enough to block,
but strong enough to leave on hell of a burn. *It's now or never! * Trunks
stopped in midair and brushed off her attack with a wave of hit arm.
"OH! HOT! HOT!" Keiko sweatdropped as Trunks frantically blew on his arm. Then
she realized her current situation.
"No fair! You better get your butt back down here and teach me how to fly!"
Trunks didn't dare to challenge her tone, so he quickly dropped to the ground.
"It's really no that hard you know." Keiko rose an eyebrow. "Really! Just push
some of the energy you use to fight under you."
"That's it?"
"Yup." Suddenly, Keiko fired another energy blast at Trunks. Just like before,
he jumped up to avoid being hit, but this time, instead of the blast following
him, Keiko did. When she finally met his eye level, she lashed out with a
series of punches and kicks.
For the most part, Trunks could block her attacks and strike back. But every
now and then, a punch and/or kick met their target. *She's going to beat me
down if I don't retaliate soon. * Trunks thought. He blocked another kick
before he held his hand in front himself and let a weak energy blast loose.
Well...weak in his terms. Keiko screamed as the blast hit her and went
crashing towards the ground in a stream of light. She landed on her back,
leaving a small crater, but was just as quickly, back on her feet.
"You're holding back!" she yelled.
"So are you!"
"But why are you holding back?"
"I have to."
"Are you calling me a weakling?" she asked menacingly.
"No. It's just that, if I don't keep my energy suppressed, my folks'll find
me."
"You really don't want to go back, do you?" she asked softly.
"No." Keiko let her eyes fall to the ground.
"Let's call it a day. It's getting dark and I haven't showered since
yesterday."
"M'kay."
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"You're lying!" Pan screamed into the phone. "Are you pulling my leg Bra?"
"No. Your uncle really asked me out! On a D-A-T-E! I'm soooo happy!"
"I think I might faint again...." Pan mind-absently said.
"Again? What are you talking about? Are you sure you're okay Pan? You sounded
quite distressed just then."
"Wouldn't you be if the love of your life called you a whore and flew right
out of your life?"
"I'm really sorry about that Pan."
"Don't apologize because you're related to him."
"Okay. So what did you mean by that 'again'?"
"Huh?"
"Sorry. Feigning ignorance doesn't work on Bra Briefs. Now spill before I fly
over there and choke it out of you."
"It's nothing."
"I am now opening my window."
"I'm sorry Bra. I don't want any visitors right now. I just need to be alone
right now." Pan sniffed into the phone.
"I understand. I'm really sorry that I called you a sl-.... um I'm really
sorry about that."
"It's okay Bra. All is forgiven."
"Okay...I love you Pan."
"Love you too. Bye."
"Bye." Pan waited until she heard the click on the phone before she hung up
and flung herself into her pillows for another good cry. *How can I be
carrying his child? *
************************Switch to Trunks and Keiko*****************
"Slow down there Trunks. You might end up eating the plate." Trunks looked at
Keiko, and with a mouthful of noodles, he replied,
"Ifs okay. Id done it before amb it doesn't tafse foo bad." Keiko sweatdropped.
*Translation: It's okay. I've done it before and it doesn't taste too bad. *
(An: You would sweat drop too and you know it!)
"I hope you know that you are cleaning every last one of these dishes, AND
you're restocking my entire kitchen!"
"I fow." (Translation: I know.)
"Let me go check your room to make sure it's livable." Keiko jogged lightly to
the guestroom; when inside, screamed, and came back into the kitchen, sweat
dropping like crazy.
"On second thought, maybe you better sleep in my room. It looks like ground
zero in there. I got you some pajamas too." Trunks actually swallowed before
he spoke.
"I won't need them. I sleep nude." Keiko flushed the deepest tint of red
Trunks had ever seen. He laughed heartily. "I'm kidding Keiko. I'm kidding."
Keiko's face remained flushed.
"That wasn't funny. For a minute there, I was hopeful." This time it was
Trunks's turn to flushed a deep red. He tried to speak, but everything came
out in sputters. "HAH! The joke is on you Trunks!" Keiko turned around and
laughed as she walked towards her room.
Trunks's face slowly returned to its normal color after a few minutes. He rose
from the table and walked into Keiko's room. "You'll pay for that!" he
growled.
"Sure I will!" she said mockingly. Just then, Trunks took a leap towards the
bed and landed on top of her. He straddled her hips and began to tickle her
mercilessly. She laughed until her sides hurt. "Come on Trunks! *Giggle*
Stop!" Trunks reluctantly got off of her and grinned.
Keiko took a few minutes catching her breath. Once she had, she said something
that made Trunks animefall. "Now hit the dishes."
********************3 Hours Later********************
Even though she was exhausted to no extent, Keiko couldn't seem to fall
asleep. The object of her madness was the one keeping her up. Trunks looked so
peaceful sleeping next to her. She felt as if she had known him her entire
life. No one had ever understood her power, but he seemed to.
*Could this be...love? * Keiko shuddered as she remembered her first and last
heartbreak. *No! I promised myself that I would never love again! * Trunks
stirred in his sleep and Keiko's heart broke. Tears slowly filled in her eyes.
*Could he be the one who will end my pain? * Keiko closed her eyes, almost
wanting to disappear. When she opened them, Trunks's sky blue eyes were
staring at her.
"Why are you still awake?" he whispered sleepily.
"Thinking." she whispered back.
"Go to sleep."
"Since when could you order me around?" she teased.
"Sorry."
"Why are we whispering?"
"Beats me. We're both awake." Keiko laughed lightly.
"Say Trunks..."
"Hmm?" he asked, drifting off again.
"Who trained you?"
"My father. Why?"
"Just wondering."
"Stop thinking so much and go to sleep."
"Sorry." Keiko became lost in her thoughts again, and when she looked down at
Trunks, his eyes were closed. "Trunks, are you asleep?"
"No. I'm just looking for something in this pillow. Now for the last time,
go-to-sleep."
"Alright. Don't have a cow!" Keiko tried to close her eyes and fall asleep, to
no avail. After a few minutes, she stirred lightly and opened her eyes. Trunks
was awake again.
"Stop moving so much!"
"It's not my fault that you wake up at the drop of a dime."
"I wouldn't wake up if you would go to sleep. Hint hint."
"Smart ass."
"Thank-you. Go to sleep."
"I'm not tired." Trunks sat up and his eyes hovered over Keiko's. Her breath
caught in her throat at the sight of his bare chest.
"Am I going to have to gag to get you to be quiet?"
"Hey, I was nice enough to let you sleep in my bed. So be a nice little boy
and lay back down."
"Will you go to sleep?"
"You could sleep on the floor you know." Trunks's face frowned in the
moonlight before he lay back down. "I'm not mean enough to make you sleep on
the floor anyway..."
"Go-to-sleep!"
"Can we spar tomorrow morning?"
"Will you go to sleep?"
"Yes."
"Alright then."
"Goodnight Trunks."
"Night." Keiko closed her eyes once more, but this time, she actually felt
herself drifting. But before sleep demanded her surrender, she managed to get
one more thought in...
*He's so strong...almost as strong as a saiyan...* Then, Keiko allowed herself
to be taken by the chariot of dreams.
****************End Chapter 8*******************
Author's Notes: I'm so PROUD of myself! I enjoyed writing this chapter, and in
my terms, it was long! HAPPINESS! Read and review, and be on the lookout for
chapter nine, which should be totally awesome!
Hehehehehehe...MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
P.S.
One more evil laugh, because I am the queen of cliffhangers! Hehehehehehe
hohohohohoho hahahahahaha PUAHAHAHAHAHA!!!