"Trunks, no! AC--!" Pan's scream was cut off as Trunks dropped her into the warm water of the Pacific Ocean, and the liquid closed over her head. Trunks smirked and hovered just over the water, waiting for his mate to surface. Several minutes passed and he began to glance around, slightly more than worried that she could have hit her head and been knocked unconscious or some other terrible thing like being grabbed by a giant squid. >.< (totally irrational, ne? Well, that's our Tru-chan for ya)
"Pan-chan? Pan, this isn't funny!" he called, getting a bit frantic when he didn't get a response. "Pan-chan!" It was at that moment that he felt something grab his ankles, and before he could react he was pulled into the salty water. Moments later he popped back up, sputtering and spitting out the sandy water. "Pan!!" he growled, glaring over at the girl now floating beside him.
Pan laughed and jumped from the water, using her ki to dry herself off. Trunks rolled his eyes and followed suit, then grabbed her and pulled her close, so that his mouth was close to her ear."T-Trunks..?" she gasped, eyes widening in surprise.
He smirked and nipped at her earlobe, his warm breath tickling her neck. "Now Pan-chan, that wasn't very nice." he purred, lightly tracing patterns on her stomach. "Now I'll just have to pay you back for that, won't I?" Pan gasped and shivered slightly in anticipation of his next move. He slowly, agonizingly, ran his hand up and down her sides........... and began to tickle her. Pan shrieked in surprise and began giggling helplessly, squirming and wiggling in an attempt to break free of his iron grip.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! TRUNKS AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!!!" she squealed, laughing so hard tears started to stream down her cheeks.
"Do you give up?" Trunks demanded, grinning down at her.
"HAHAHAHAHAA, Y-YES, YES!!!" Pan cried, struggling to get away from him.
"Okay then." he chuckled, releasing her so she could catch her breath. "We should probably go back home now, it's getting kind of late."
Pan glared at him, still panting a bit from laughing so hard. "Okay *puff* let's *pant* go then *wheez*" With that they took off toward Capsule Corp, arriving there in less than three minutes.
Trunks paused a moment as they walked down the hall to their room, a confused expression passing over his face. "That's odd....... I could swear that I sense my fathers' ki!" he murmured, shaking his head in surprise. "Nah, that's impossible!"
Pan shrugged. "Maybe it's somebody else?" she suggested, heading down the hall to the living room, where it seemed the ki was coming from.
"I don't know, it seems like it *has* to be his." Trunks replied, frowning as he rounded the corner and entered the living room. He stopped short when he saw the familiar profile of the Saiyan prince against the window, his jaw hanging wide open. "Oh..... my........ God....." he whispered hoarsely, eyes wide. Pan tilted her head to the side, slightly confused by her mates reaction. Bulma and Vegeta turned to the pair, one smiling the other...... well, doing what else but frowning >.<. "Mom, what... Dad how did you....."
Vegeta raised an eyebrow. "Dad?" He examined Trunks from head to toe, then returned his stare to the boys face. "Trunks?"
Trunks nodded slowly, repressing the urge to throw his arms around his father. He knew enough from staying in the other timeline that it wouldn't exactly be a pretty sight if he attempted it. "Yes. Yes Dad, I am Trunks." he whispered, a smile slowly creeping across his face. "How in the world did you...?"
"Come back to life?" Vegeta finished, smirking at his son. "Kakarot heard that the Namek-jin had created new Dragonballs, so we used those."
Trunks and Pan blinked at the same time, then glanced from each other, to Bulma, then back to Vegeta. "Everyone is back then?" Pan asked, starting to get a little excited. "My Daddy and Mom and Grandpa and Grandma and everyone?!"
Bulma smiled and nodded. "Yes, everyone. I'm sure they're waiting for you back at your old house, Pan-chan. You ought to go see them. Don't worry, we'll all still be here when you come back." Pan nodded, unable to speak, and turned to head for the old Son house. "And see if you can get them to come over and visit! I want to see how they have been doing all these years!" she added, winking at the girl.
"Of course Bulma-san, I-I'll be back soon minna, ja ne!" Pan called, then blasted off out the open window.
"What is it with you Saiyan's and flying out open windows?" Bulma grumbled, making a face.
"It's more convenient than using the door." Vegeta replied, shrugging slightly. Of course, a fight ensued which included everything from open windows to peanut butter to the 101-Uses-For-A-Dead-Cat.
Trunks sweatdropped.
"Yep, everything's definitely normal around here."