Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ COOL CHANGE ❯ Still Agreeing ( Chapter 2 )

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A Cool Change

Everyone Agrees Continues

Later that night after his shower, Trunks made his way downstairs for a juice. He found Pan in the kitchen looking for her dinner. He helped her heat up the dinner, explaining it was ok cold, better warm but nothing could beat the freshly cooked home meal when it was first served. He sat down and watched her eat. Trunks was quiet, remembering her like an avenging angel when she transformed.

“So how does it feel?' He asked her

“Like I ran a billion miles!”

“That good?” he smiled

Trunks helped her clean up the kitchen, she grabbed a bottle of water, and they made their way to the family room. Both sat down on the couch and turned on a movie. Pan settled on watching The Waterboy. He really did not care for it, but admitted that it was funny. Pan was scooted up next to him and he was in the corner section of the sectional couch. She laid her head on his chest. He peered down after a while and noticed that she had fallen back asleep. Absently he ran his fingers through her hair. He was amazed how it looked golden blonde. Most women he dated had blonde hair. Most of them were bleached. Japan had mostly dark haired beauties. He had laughed when it was announced that Trunks Briefs preferred blondes. Marron had announced that, she had warned him, “Watch trunks, the country will all be getting blonde jobs.” She was right. For the past eight years the blonde fad continued. Marron his former girlfriend another great friend and now he supposed fighter. How had he missed so much? Achingly he stared down at his Pan. He was possessive. Goten was his Chibi, and Pan was his too, and Bra. Trunks considered them all his, that is how he referred to them. It must be because he was Vegeta's Son. The Prince of all Saiyans held close to his subjects as well. However, Trunks was relentless in his two best friends and they belonged to him. Pan's hair was still in his fingers and he soothingly stroked it until it lulled him to sleep. Unknowingly he closed his arms around her and brought her close to him.

Goten and Bra made their way through the front door. They both smirked at the sleeping couple on the couch. “I wonder.' Said Bra.

Goten warned her, “Don't start Bra, let them be.”

“Goten, they are perfect for each other”

Goten growled, “Don't play matchmaker”

Bra humpehd, “They could be as happy as us!” She whined.

“Trunks has no time to be happy. So you think I want them to hurt their friendship?”

“No Goten, don't think like that, he wouldn't ignore Pan like he did Marron. Cant you see it?”

“He's ignored everyone these past few months. Did you only tell me tonight that he did not know that everyone was training? Hell we've been training here!”

The pair headed upstairs still arguing the points. Bra thought for sure that Pan was perfect for Trunks, and gave more reasons why they both would be good for the other. While Goten argued and handed her reasons why they should not interfere. He never argued that they weren't an ideal couple; just that it would not be fair. Trunks was a slave to his work. Pan deserved more then a half time or a no time person. Goten followed Bra to her room and kissed her goodnight. Vegeta had threatened him about doing anything with his Princess under his roof. Respecting Bra's parents, he maintained a healthy life. He sauntered off to his own room at CC. Hopefully, tomorrow he could get a chance to curtail Bra's plan to get his niece and his best friend together.

Around midnight Vegeta made his way down to get a snack. He spied on the two on the couch. He was happy to see that Pan had recovered from her transformation. He went to the kitchen and made a sandwich. He came back and stared at the couple. It was perhaps the most relaxed he had seen Trunks. The boy needed to start training again. The stress of not training was wearing thin. Vegeta had wanted to speak to Bulma about cutting his hours so that he could add training into his busy schedule, if for anything to keep Trunks sane. Then Vegeta noticed something. Trunks had Pan in a very possessive hold. They were breathing the same breath. Perhaps Vegeta had found a way to convince Bulma to give Trunks a break from CC, in order to train and maybe- Yes, the idea hit him. He knew the angle and it would keep him out of the loop. He floated upstairs not wanting the noise to wake the two.

However, Trunks opened his eyes, sensing his father's presence. Nonetheless, Vegeta was no longer there. Trunks looked down to see Pan in his arms. He slowly picked her up and brought her back to her bed. As he laid her down she stirred, “Trunks?”

“Yeah Pan?”

“Thank you.”

Amused, “Thanks for what?”

“For helping me last night, I have missed training with you.”

“Yeah, me too, but I think its time to start again”

“Good you are getting weak!”

They smiled

Trunks stepped up to leave but Pan stooped him, “Don't go- keep me company. IT has been too long since I've seen you.”

Trunks snuggled back down to Pan and she closed her eyes but said, “Talk to me.”

“I adjourned a meeting today due to incompetence>'

“Uh huh”

He knew she was smiling. Trunks had forgotten how he had missed the easy way she was, letting him vent frustrations about work. The rapport they gained years ago all too familiar. “I was thinking about making some changes tonight”

“Singing that song again?”

He laughed a yes. Kami he really missed how she knew him to. Goten and Pan were his best friends, He wondered how he could survive theses past months without them. He mumbled on some more about Capsule Corps, and the new Cap Car. He mentioned his new project he had just allocated funds for..

Pan mentioned,” Yeah I get dad more to myself training now that he is here”

He had guessed as much. Then he started to formulate an idea about how he could have more time for himself, training, seeing friends and family. Maybe he would get Bra and Goten involved in helping ease his time at CC. He wanted to hire Goten and since he had graduated, Bra too had finished this past summer but had not worked at Corporate yet. His mother had her working in the labs at the house. He vaguely recalled that Pan had a year left, but she like Gohan had pursued a scholastic career and wanted to teach. Trunks thought she had so much more to offer, she was as brilliant as Gohan and shared their love for space exploration too. However, her desire was in fighting. She had taken the easy route so that she could still compete. Pan was still young and had plenty of time in front of her. One day she would have to take over the running of Satan Enterprise from Videl. That's when everything dawned on him. The tournament changes had been her doing. She had changed the structure of the competition. There was a JR division and ladies. They had two classes of fighter's; experts and masters all in hopes of increasing the amount of competitors. She hoped that Goku and Vegeta would not scar off people. He listened to her.

“Bra and Marron will compete. Bra will have to be in the female only division this time, the expert level was split, and however, the Masters division could be any sex. Most of the Z-Fighters and Saiyans will be in the Masters”

They talked some more until they fell back asleep. Once again, unconsciously he pulled her close to him and soon they were both in dreamland.

6Am came and Vegeta awoken. He stretched and watched Bulma. She woke up sensing him staring at her. She only opened one eye and wondered what he needed. It was too early for him to have broken the GR- he must want to talk. She stretched, got up and he silently watched from his char while she made up the bed.

“Ok Vegeta What's up?”

“I'm worried about Trunks” he stated truthfully

“Really?” she asked incredulously.

“Yes, really. He has seemed stressed”
”well the company is busier, I'm sure it is hard. I know it is.”

Vegeta chose his next word carefully, “He seems lonely.” He held back a smile.

Bulma cocked her head and then sighed, “I wish he would take time to find a life you know? We had him by the time I was his age. I wish he would met a nice girl and settle down have grandkids!”

“YOU want him to be a grandfather?” he asked cockily

“No you Baka have kids and we'll be the grandparents!”

Bulls-eye thought Vegeta. He had hoped this angle for he was now going to be out of the loop. He closed the space between them and kissed her shoulder. Seductively he then whispered in her ear, “I would love to see grandchildren in your arms, a baby; you would be the sexiest grandma- `Onna. With your beautiful eyes”

Bulma tearily looked at Vegeta. It was rare for him to indulge in her fantasies that were not of a sexual context. However, he had turned this into both. She had wanted grandkids form the moment Trunks turned 30, “Oh Vegeta what can we do? I want grandkids!”

He poised a question, “Trunks works too long at CC- But now that Bra and The other Brat have found one another, (not sure if they had sex yet, still no marks) she could give you the grandchildren you want... Yeah I am sure Bra and Goten will be married soon.”

“But Trunks deserves a family too!” She cried plaintively.

“I don't know woman, the boy works hard, he would need help to take some of the workload off, - and he does everything.” HE started to rub his chin in thought

Anxiously Bulma waited, she knew this tale tell sign of Vegeta thinking. He replied, “That Boy- Goten_ he should start at CC, Trunks and him had planned that before they went to college. Bra does not need to pitter around here either, if anyone she knows how to help run the company if not better then Trunks at times”

“Vegeta you are a genius!' Bulma squealed happily.

He smiled but maintained his demurring attitude. “No I leave it to you to be the genius.”

“Well come on Hun, I'll make you my genius breakfast feast fit for the Saiyan Prince!”

The one thing Bulma could cook was breakfast he happily obeyed.

He patted himself on his back mentally agreeing that he was a genius. He smiled, but contemplated the next phase of his plan. As he stepped into the hallway, opportunity opened its door. It seemed that Trunks was now in Pans room sleeping. He cautioned to what he might find, but that would work to his advantage.

Vegeta suggested, “Lets check on Pan, see if she is ok?”

Agreeing, Bulma opened the door to their room that housed Pan on many occasions and Bulma sucked in air at the sight. Backing out and pushing Vegeta with her, she closed the door and turned to him with a slight smile. Vegeta smirked but questioned, “Woman?”

“Sshh, come on”

He continued to follow her down the stairs.

“Did you see Trunks?” she asked
”Yes! What was he doing in there, you blocked my view” he replied

“Don't you get it?” she answered for him, “He was probably worried about her. Vegeta she is perfect”

He stared blankly at her; she started to pull ingredients out for his feast.

“Don't blank out on me `Veggie- you know the Grandchildren that would make me look sexy? Trunks finding a nice girl settling down? Pan is perfect. And I know that they just love each other- you saw- he's' so protective of her” Starry eyed she remembered how Vegeta holds her the same way, hardly letting her go once they were sleeping.

Looking at Vegeta's concerned face she went on, “She is Saiyan too~!” hoping that he would like this match considering he was happy for his daughters' choice of boyfriend.

“Perfect yes, but I would not want to see a slaughtered Saiyan,” he added reflectively.

“Who? What do you mean”

“I trusted Goten, but we are talking about Trunks, well Gohan. Trunks does have a bit of a reputation, Gohan might not approve!”

“I'll take care of him. Oh, wait until I talk to Chi and `Del, they'll agree- Oh I am so happy!”

Vegeta once again smirked. He loved his life and soon he would be able to train with his son again. In addition, maybe he would have those grandchildren to train too. Yes, Bra and Goten would give him little Saiyans to play with. However, his son would give him an heir. A Vegeta of his bloodline. He pondered about how Pan transformed yesterday. She was real Siayan women, stronger then any he ever heard of or saw. Oh Yes, Bulma would make it happen and he was now officially out of the loop. She would take care of Gohan, get Bra to work on Pan if needed, and he could train in peace with no worries.

Trunks woke to good smells- he saw Pan in his arms and a small tug pulled at his heart. He kissed her forehead, rushed to his room, and took a shower. He came downstairs dressed and ready for another day at CC. In the kitchen, he grabbed some toast and sat down. His mother prepared a plate of eggs and pancakes for him, and then she busily continued cooking for the rest of the Saiyans.

“Sleep well? She asked her son.

Trunks blushed, “Yeah”

Bulma smiled, “SO how's Pan?” She winked at him

Trunks blushed again, `She's fine, just tired ya know?”

“Did you two catch up?”

“Yes, I have missed everyone lately” he told her truthfully hoping she would not go any further with her questions.

“You know Pan will be 21 in a few weeks, I was thinking about having a Party here, do you think she would like that?”

He thought for a moment, “Yeah mom, I would think that it would be great!” he really meant it too. Anything that would break that monotony of his life. Pan deserved it too. She was going to be twenty-one. “Let me know when, Ok? I gotta fly” Trunks left the kitchen.

Bulma put the remainder food in the oven to keep warm, and then hurried to her labs. Smiling sweetly to herself, she thought of how she could work on Gohan today.