Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Holding On ❯ 24 ( Chapter 24 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: ObsessiveOne 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.22.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 368 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.22.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 368 | Status: Completed
AN) Ok, so I took a dare from one of my most devoted reviewers, and wrote the next chapter within a day. Aren't you proud of me?
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The sky outside the bedroom window was tinted with an orange-ish hue as it turned dawn, when Pan turned over and opened her eyes. Images from sleep still filled her mind, and a hazy contentment caused her to snuggle more deeply into the bed and let the trance of her dreams capture her again.
Next to her, something stirred slightly, shifting the mattress and admitting cold air into her cocoon of blankets. Pan murmured a sleepy protest and pulled at the comforter.
"Cold?" a husky voice asked.
Her eyes flew open as a large warm hand slipped over her naked waist. They had made love again last night after she told him she loved him, and neither of them had enough energy to adorn clothing afterwards.
"Oh my Kami!" she croaked.
"Good morning to you, too."
Even with her back to him, Pan could hear the smile in his voice. It soothed her momentary panic, as she allowed the night before to flash through her mind. The mutual explosion of their first coming together, the quieter but just as passionate scenes that had followed. Somewhere in the night she had lost track of their encounters...laughter, teasing, exploration, ecstasy, and a driving fear that never lost its heat. She hadn't known passion could be so sharp, or so fulfilling.
"Good morning." Pan murmured in a yawn, unsure of how a woman should behave after such a wanton night. Trunks would know, he'd obviously done THAT before, so he would have to know how the women usually acted afterwards. A heat rushed into her cheeks as she realized exactly how jealous she was of the women that came before her.
"How are you this morning?"
She took a deep breath and closed her yes. "I'm good. I'm better than good, I'm great. I'm...uh..."
A smirk formed on his lips. "Go on," he urged. His lips were close, so close. The caress of his breath brought a warm flush to her skin...her very naked...exposed...vulnerable skin.
"Uh...I'm a bit embarrassed?"
"Embarrassed. Hmmm." He mulled over the word as his hands drifted over her hip and thigh. "Embarrassed about this?" His caress traveled up the back of her thigh and curved over her bottom.
"No..."
"Or this?" His fingers danced lightly over her ribs, causing her muscles to flutter in response to the tickling sensation.
"Of course not..."
"Then it must be this." He pressed his lips to her shoulder, then her throat, while turning her onto her back and sliding his hand down her curves.
"Don't be silly!"
"This is nowhere close to being silly," he assured her warmly.
Suddenly she was trapped beneath him with his elbows resting on either side of her shoulders and his knees firmly between hers. He looked down at her with irresistible eyes, and a playful grin. "I've heard that familiarity with something eliminates embarrassment. And the more you do something, the more familiar it becomes."
"A likely excuse Romeo."
"I don't need an excuse. I love you."
The words rang chimes in Pan's heart. She looked up into clear topaz eyes with intensity, she was possessed by an impulse to say she loved him too, like she said last night, but caution won out. Some people said the word 'love' more easily than others; some were more careless with it than others, less awed by its power to hurt. Even though she lay in his arms, did she trust Trunks Briefs well enough to give him her heart?
"Trunks...you are one hell of a guy."
He grinned wickedly. "I am aren't I?"
"One of a kind." She assured him. "The best friend a person could have."
"And..." he prompted
"And I feel very, very friendly toward you this morning."
His eyes flickered for an instant, but the mischievous sparkly quickly recovered. He lowered himself slowly until his mouth almost touched hers.
"How friendly?" he whispered.
"Very friendly," she murmured back. And proceeded to prove it.
Trunks was right. Embarrassment did disappear with familiarity. But Passion did not.
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Mir ai Trunks probably woke up a little less embarrassed then Marron did. Memories of the night before flooded their minds and left Mirai with a gentle smile across his features. He could definitely get used to living with her, and he would definitely enjoy it.
Marron was thinking in a similar fashion, except she was wishing she could live with him, and would marry him. First things first though, she would have to report to Bulma about his decreasing appetite. Than she would wait for the cure and for him to be his normal self again. In the meanwhile, she would spend as much time as she could making sure he shared her feelings, that when he got his memory back he would want to give a relationship a try. Yup, she was trying her hardest to be optimistic here.
After lingering in a hazy sleep as long as they could, Mirai Trunks had to get up for work, and Marron had to go 'work on the wedding arrangements.'
"After all, we are finally going to be married the day after tomorrow."
Marron said a silent prayer that the cure would be ready by tonight.
The two went downstairs for breakfast and sat at the table. Vegeta was already there and working on his 6th helping of pancakes when they sat down. Marron watched in awe as Mirai Trunks ate only as much as she did. To think she always thought it weird when they ate 30 times her amount of food, that it was even more odd to see a Saiyan barely eat any.
Marron excused herself for a moment and walked to Bulma's lab.
"Bulma?" She asked, looking around for the blue haired woman.
"Over here Marron." Bulma said, tinkering with the chemicals. "Bra and Goten got back a few hours ago, and I am almost done with the cure."
The phone rang and Bulma cursed. "Marron, be a doll and hold this test tube in the beaker of water until the temperature reaches 47 degrees Celsius?"
Bulma ran to the phone and spoke a few curt words, before rushing out of the lab and up the stairs.
Marron just stood their dumfounded and held the test tube. 'I wonder what that was all about?' she thought.
A moment later Bulma came back with a capsule and handed it to Marron. "Would you take this over to Pan's later?" she asked hopefully. "I won't have time."
Marron nodded her head and tried to remember why she came here in the first place. Oh yeah! "Bulma, I'm worried about Mirai. He's barely eating now."
Bulma sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "I don't know when this will be ready, probably in a few hours, but I don't know what I'm going to tell him when I have to inject him with it."
"Well." Marron started. "I'm sure you'll think of something. I'll go over to Pan's now."
"Marron?" Bulma called, right before the blonde opened the door. "You do care for him a lot, don't you?" she asked.
Marron looked down at her feet and smiled sadly. "I don't know how it happened, but I do."
Bulma smiled encouragingly. "Don't worry. Everything will work out for the best in the end."
With that Marron left hoping that what Bulma said was true, and Bulma went back to work. Only one question lingered in her mind. Why had Trunks called her and asked for some of his clothes and stuff to be brought to Pans house?
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Br a got about 2 hours of sleep before the sun was too bright through her windows to let her try anymore. She and Goten had gotten back really early this morning, and it was now barely past noon. If she remembered correctly, Goten was sleeping in the guest room.
Getting up and brushing her hair quickly, Bra took a second look at her appearance to make sure she looked as if she had a full nights rest, before bounding out of the room and into his guest room.
Goten was just minding his business and trying to sleep when the door suddenly opened and he felt a sudden weight on his chest as something definitely landed on him.
"Morning Goten." She giggled, smiling down at his stunned expression.
Goten's puzzlement didn't last long and he smiled at her. "Morning Bra. What time is it?"
He looked over at the clock and groaned. "Oh come on! It's only 12:30, let me sleep, just 5 more minutes?" He gave his best imitation of puppy dog eyes, but her own were already encouraging him to get up.
"Pleeeeeease Goten? I want to go shopping! I'll buy you lunch!"
The thought of food won out and he slowly got out of bed. "Ok Ok, I'm up."
Bra stood up too and smiled. "Ok then, lets go downstairs and grab a bite to eat before we go shopping!"
Goten was out of the room so fast that the drapes on the window moved as he brushed by them.
Bra was left laughing as she followed him downstairs. Today would be fun!
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AN) I know it's a little short, but the next chapter needs to be all- together! I promise to have the chapter out soon, probably tomorrow!
Ahem *announcers voice* what happens when Mirai gets his memory back? What happens when Marron goes over to Pans and finds Trunks there? What does Vegeta say when he finds out about Goten and Bra? (Hint.he already knows.just hasn't said anything.yet) When do Gohan and Videl get back from their trip?
All this and more! Coming up!
Ps. I know you are just dying to review! I can see it in your eyes! You are just dying to tell me what you want to see happen! I can tell! I'm psychic! Actually I'm probably just a very very hopeful person.
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The sky outside the bedroom window was tinted with an orange-ish hue as it turned dawn, when Pan turned over and opened her eyes. Images from sleep still filled her mind, and a hazy contentment caused her to snuggle more deeply into the bed and let the trance of her dreams capture her again.
Next to her, something stirred slightly, shifting the mattress and admitting cold air into her cocoon of blankets. Pan murmured a sleepy protest and pulled at the comforter.
"Cold?" a husky voice asked.
Her eyes flew open as a large warm hand slipped over her naked waist. They had made love again last night after she told him she loved him, and neither of them had enough energy to adorn clothing afterwards.
"Oh my Kami!" she croaked.
"Good morning to you, too."
Even with her back to him, Pan could hear the smile in his voice. It soothed her momentary panic, as she allowed the night before to flash through her mind. The mutual explosion of their first coming together, the quieter but just as passionate scenes that had followed. Somewhere in the night she had lost track of their encounters...laughter, teasing, exploration, ecstasy, and a driving fear that never lost its heat. She hadn't known passion could be so sharp, or so fulfilling.
"Good morning." Pan murmured in a yawn, unsure of how a woman should behave after such a wanton night. Trunks would know, he'd obviously done THAT before, so he would have to know how the women usually acted afterwards. A heat rushed into her cheeks as she realized exactly how jealous she was of the women that came before her.
"How are you this morning?"
She took a deep breath and closed her yes. "I'm good. I'm better than good, I'm great. I'm...uh..."
A smirk formed on his lips. "Go on," he urged. His lips were close, so close. The caress of his breath brought a warm flush to her skin...her very naked...exposed...vulnerable skin.
"Uh...I'm a bit embarrassed?"
"Embarrassed. Hmmm." He mulled over the word as his hands drifted over her hip and thigh. "Embarrassed about this?" His caress traveled up the back of her thigh and curved over her bottom.
"No..."
"Or this?" His fingers danced lightly over her ribs, causing her muscles to flutter in response to the tickling sensation.
"Of course not..."
"Then it must be this." He pressed his lips to her shoulder, then her throat, while turning her onto her back and sliding his hand down her curves.
"Don't be silly!"
"This is nowhere close to being silly," he assured her warmly.
Suddenly she was trapped beneath him with his elbows resting on either side of her shoulders and his knees firmly between hers. He looked down at her with irresistible eyes, and a playful grin. "I've heard that familiarity with something eliminates embarrassment. And the more you do something, the more familiar it becomes."
"A likely excuse Romeo."
"I don't need an excuse. I love you."
The words rang chimes in Pan's heart. She looked up into clear topaz eyes with intensity, she was possessed by an impulse to say she loved him too, like she said last night, but caution won out. Some people said the word 'love' more easily than others; some were more careless with it than others, less awed by its power to hurt. Even though she lay in his arms, did she trust Trunks Briefs well enough to give him her heart?
"Trunks...you are one hell of a guy."
He grinned wickedly. "I am aren't I?"
"One of a kind." She assured him. "The best friend a person could have."
"And..." he prompted
"And I feel very, very friendly toward you this morning."
His eyes flickered for an instant, but the mischievous sparkly quickly recovered. He lowered himself slowly until his mouth almost touched hers.
"How friendly?" he whispered.
"Very friendly," she murmured back. And proceeded to prove it.
Trunks was right. Embarrassment did disappear with familiarity. But Passion did not.
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Mir ai Trunks probably woke up a little less embarrassed then Marron did. Memories of the night before flooded their minds and left Mirai with a gentle smile across his features. He could definitely get used to living with her, and he would definitely enjoy it.
Marron was thinking in a similar fashion, except she was wishing she could live with him, and would marry him. First things first though, she would have to report to Bulma about his decreasing appetite. Than she would wait for the cure and for him to be his normal self again. In the meanwhile, she would spend as much time as she could making sure he shared her feelings, that when he got his memory back he would want to give a relationship a try. Yup, she was trying her hardest to be optimistic here.
After lingering in a hazy sleep as long as they could, Mirai Trunks had to get up for work, and Marron had to go 'work on the wedding arrangements.'
"After all, we are finally going to be married the day after tomorrow."
Marron said a silent prayer that the cure would be ready by tonight.
The two went downstairs for breakfast and sat at the table. Vegeta was already there and working on his 6th helping of pancakes when they sat down. Marron watched in awe as Mirai Trunks ate only as much as she did. To think she always thought it weird when they ate 30 times her amount of food, that it was even more odd to see a Saiyan barely eat any.
Marron excused herself for a moment and walked to Bulma's lab.
"Bulma?" She asked, looking around for the blue haired woman.
"Over here Marron." Bulma said, tinkering with the chemicals. "Bra and Goten got back a few hours ago, and I am almost done with the cure."
The phone rang and Bulma cursed. "Marron, be a doll and hold this test tube in the beaker of water until the temperature reaches 47 degrees Celsius?"
Bulma ran to the phone and spoke a few curt words, before rushing out of the lab and up the stairs.
Marron just stood their dumfounded and held the test tube. 'I wonder what that was all about?' she thought.
A moment later Bulma came back with a capsule and handed it to Marron. "Would you take this over to Pan's later?" she asked hopefully. "I won't have time."
Marron nodded her head and tried to remember why she came here in the first place. Oh yeah! "Bulma, I'm worried about Mirai. He's barely eating now."
Bulma sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "I don't know when this will be ready, probably in a few hours, but I don't know what I'm going to tell him when I have to inject him with it."
"Well." Marron started. "I'm sure you'll think of something. I'll go over to Pan's now."
"Marron?" Bulma called, right before the blonde opened the door. "You do care for him a lot, don't you?" she asked.
Marron looked down at her feet and smiled sadly. "I don't know how it happened, but I do."
Bulma smiled encouragingly. "Don't worry. Everything will work out for the best in the end."
With that Marron left hoping that what Bulma said was true, and Bulma went back to work. Only one question lingered in her mind. Why had Trunks called her and asked for some of his clothes and stuff to be brought to Pans house?
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Br a got about 2 hours of sleep before the sun was too bright through her windows to let her try anymore. She and Goten had gotten back really early this morning, and it was now barely past noon. If she remembered correctly, Goten was sleeping in the guest room.
Getting up and brushing her hair quickly, Bra took a second look at her appearance to make sure she looked as if she had a full nights rest, before bounding out of the room and into his guest room.
Goten was just minding his business and trying to sleep when the door suddenly opened and he felt a sudden weight on his chest as something definitely landed on him.
"Morning Goten." She giggled, smiling down at his stunned expression.
Goten's puzzlement didn't last long and he smiled at her. "Morning Bra. What time is it?"
He looked over at the clock and groaned. "Oh come on! It's only 12:30, let me sleep, just 5 more minutes?" He gave his best imitation of puppy dog eyes, but her own were already encouraging him to get up.
"Pleeeeeease Goten? I want to go shopping! I'll buy you lunch!"
The thought of food won out and he slowly got out of bed. "Ok Ok, I'm up."
Bra stood up too and smiled. "Ok then, lets go downstairs and grab a bite to eat before we go shopping!"
Goten was out of the room so fast that the drapes on the window moved as he brushed by them.
Bra was left laughing as she followed him downstairs. Today would be fun!
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AN) I know it's a little short, but the next chapter needs to be all- together! I promise to have the chapter out soon, probably tomorrow!
Ahem *announcers voice* what happens when Mirai gets his memory back? What happens when Marron goes over to Pans and finds Trunks there? What does Vegeta say when he finds out about Goten and Bra? (Hint.he already knows.just hasn't said anything.yet) When do Gohan and Videl get back from their trip?
All this and more! Coming up!
Ps. I know you are just dying to review! I can see it in your eyes! You are just dying to tell me what you want to see happen! I can tell! I'm psychic! Actually I'm probably just a very very hopeful person.