Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A Sacred Jewel ❯ Meeting Eye to Eye ( Chapter 4 )

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Pan limply got up from the where she sat, with her screaming brother. She let him cry as she watch the smoke rise from the well. She bowed her head, "May I always be grateful to you." She vowed silently.

She pulled her brother close to her as if he would disappear. She started stroking his cheek and kissing him. Cooing him and soothing, tell him everything would be all right. Eventually she stopped crying and his wails became whimpers.

Pan started walking around, she didn't know where she was.

'Could I be in a hidden place? A Secret hideout?'

Pan wondered around until she heard she heard distant voices. One she knew automactially.

"Father!"

Pan ran to where she heard the voices and soon where everyone was came in site. Her father to her and ran to her.

"Pan! I thought you were still in the house"

"No father, a servant helped me out."

"Oh? Where is the lad now?"

Pan looked away from her fathers face and looked toward the ground. Tears were already starting to gather.

"H-h-he..."

Her father immediantly understand,

"I see, he died. I believe there is a kitchen boy missing. I think he is...was the boy you're talking about."

"I believe so, he knew a short cut."

Her father nodded and turned away leaving Pan with her brother and short memory of the kitchen boy.

She backed up to where a tree was and sat down. She stared at the burning house. People were gathering water and putting them in buckets and throwing it at the house.

"It won't work, it's futile to try.." Pan murmured, turning her attention to her brother. She didn't feel anything. She knew she would have felt something for the house, but she didn't. A house is a house and she didn't feel like she lost a best friend. She wished she felt more for the kitchen boy; but she barely knew him.

Her brother soon started playing with her hair as she touched him when something caught her eye. A hint of lavender. In a flash it was gone.

'Huh? What was that?'

Pan shook her head. 'Probably nothing, anyways'

***

Trunks watched as the house start to collapse. He had to admit; he was finding this quite amusing. The way the fire would crack leaving a trail of orange. How the smoke surrounded the house as if it was sacred.

He could smell death, he wondered if it was his enemy. He walked and hid behind a tree and looked at the people trying to cast out the fire.

He chuckled, his father knew to what limits, what to do. He smiled; this was going to be funny. He turned to face another directions to find a woman, her back on the trees with a small child in her arms.

'Tis seems she is the only person not mourning'

He walked a bit farther to see a better look of her face she was breathtaking! Her midnight blue eyes and long black hair. Petite nose and full lips, plus so much more. She held a child in her arms.

'Probably her child.'

He saw her turn to his direction and immediantly turned to hide behind the tree. Dear God, why had his father sent him to go check and see the progress.

Eventually Trunks became bored and saw the woman still sitting down. He decided he would approach her. He walked out of his hiding place and went to the woman.

He tapped on her shoulder. She turn around shock, she looked even more astonishing close-up. He was speechless.

"Hello..." He croaked.

She smiled, "Hello, I haven't seen you around here. Are you new to the residence?"

"No,"

"I see."

"May I sit next to you, fair lady?"

The woman nodded.

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A/N: Pan and Trunks have never met. Their families hate each other so much they did not allow their children to meet. ^^ Sorry for it being so short. It's so short I'm going to let you guys have Chapter 4 very soon.