Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Holding On ❯ 25 ( Chapter 25 )
[ 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: 1.6K | Visits: 394 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.22.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 394 | Status: Completed
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Marron finally moved her head out from his neck and reached down with the hand that was around his neck, to smooth her skirt and keep it from flying up. When she had asked Mirai for a ride to Pan's, she didn't expect him to pick her up then and there and take her flying. It wasn't that she was scared of heights or anything, but the sudden feeling of weightlessness startled her.
Mirai was a little disappointed when she took her arm from around his shoulder to hold her skirt down. He especially missed the warmth of her face snuggling into his neck. To think.she would be his in just a few more days.
When he was dumped by Pan he was pretty upset, and then Marron was there to help him. She was so sweet and caring.a true angel. Two days later after a party, she lured him to his room and seduced him. Not that he didn't appreciate it.by far it was the greatest night in his life, but at the time he wasn't sure of his feelings for her. The next day, waking up with her in his arms, he just knew; just like that. Nothing else mattered as long as they were together. He wasn't planning on marrying her so soon...but when she found out she was pregnant he pushed his plans ahead. He had no doubts now that he would be happy.and he had given her the chance to back out last night. And she didn't take it!
He felt like jumping around and dancing.but decided he would save that for later. For now, he would make sure that whatever Marron wanted, she got.and whatever would make her happy, he would do for her. So this was love? This feeling he felt? It had to be.
Mirai gently landed on the ground a few feet from Pan's house, and started to walk with her to the door.
"Does your ankle feel better?" Mirai asked. Marron nodded her head and smiled. "Yeah, thanks."
"Ok, then I'll let you go alone. Father wanted to train with me and it might be a bit uncomfortable for me to see Pan right now."
Marron nodded her head and kissed his cheek. "I'll see you soon."
Mirai turned and flew home.
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Pan lay in bed as long as she could. The bed was warm and cozy, as Trunks's breath feathered through her hair. One of his hands rested warmly in the indention of her waist. When she began to move, his fingers tightened as if to hold her in bed.
"Don't go," he murmured in a husky voice.
"Don't you want breakfast?"
"No."
"Well I do."
Trunks muttered an unintelligible word against his pillow and sighed. "Go back to sleep," Pan whispered; making another move to exit the bed.
His grip on her waist tightened and he placed a random kiss on the back of her neck. Pan got the idea that the first place his mouth landed was the place that got kissed. Finally, his breath against her slowed and steadied; he had taken her suggestion to fall back to sleep.
Trunks slept through the racket caused by Pan getting out of bed and slipping out of the room. He also slept through the racket of banging pots and other kitchenware, as well as the fresh aroma of coffee. Pan wasn't left alone to eat, however. Marron found her way in the kitchen just as Pan finished her bowl of cereal.
"Good Morning!" Marron practically sang.
Pan eyed her friend from the table. Huge smile. Check. Happy mood. Check. Disheveled appearance. Check. "You slept with him!" Pan said loudly.
It wasn't a question, and by the quick blush the spread across Marron's cheeks she knew the answer. Oh what was Marron getting herself into? If she falls for him and he gets his memory back, she could end up heart broken.
"It was sort of an accident...but I couldn't think of a logical excuse not to.and then he looked at me with those big blue eyes and I couldn't say no." the disheveled blonde explained.
Pan groaned.she knew exactly the effect those big blue eyes could have on a person. It was no wonder Trunks was notorious for his effect on women.
"I just don't know what I'm going to do now though." Marron started. She sat down next to Pan and sighed. The emotional turmoil was eating her up.
Pan watched her friend. She went from being ecstatic one second, to miserable the next. Pan decided not to talk however, sometimes it was just best to let people vent. Mirai had taught her that, when he let her vent about Jeremy and Trunks and everything else on her mind.
"It's just that now I have these feelings for him," Marron started. "I know it sounds stupid, and I know I have no reason too, but I have to wonder. Do I like him? Or do I like the person he thinks he is?"
Seeing Pan's glare she quickly changed her words. "Not that I like your Trunks or anything, but it worries me that the only reason I like Mirai might be because he's not acting like himself."
Marron froze and remembered Pan's glare. Then she remembered something else. "So when I came in I saw a jacket by the door...is he here?"
"He who?" Pan asked. Damn, Marron was way to perceptive.
"He: Trunks, that's who."
Pan tilted her head towards the stairs. "Oh, yeah well he's still sleeping."
"Ah! Up late last night?" Marron asked with a devilish grin. There was no way Pan could give her weird looks when she also slept with a man the night before.
"Don't jump to conclusions." Pan warned.
"Jump to conclusions? Hah! That nonchalant act of yours doesn't fool me, Pan Son. I've known you too long."
Pan shoved her empty bowl across the table and frowned. "It's not what you think."
"Trunks Briefs is in your bed, you're talking about him like he lives here, and it's not what I think?"
"Trunks moved in for a while. He couldn't stay at Capsule Corps with Mirai around, and he didn't like the idea of me being out here all alone. He's a worrier."
"Of course he is." Marron smiled shrewdly.
"Well, he is."
"And of course he couldn't sleep in the guest room. If he were worried about you then he would want to keep an eye on you all night. And what better way to know what your doing, then to be there doing it with you?"
Pan threw a spoon at her. "Oh, be quiet! You're blowing the whole thing out of proportion."
"No, I'm not. I know you, Pan. You're not a bed hopper. You wouldn't sleep with a guy unless you loved him. Really loved him. We're talking really really love him."
Pan was silent.
"Can't deny it, can you?"
"I haven't thought about it." She lied.
"Yeah, right." Marron said skeptically. "Unwilling to admit it to yourself is more like it."
Pan gave her a look.
"Don't give me that look!" Marron advised. "What's wrong with letting yourself fall in love? I think it's way cool. Trunks is a hottie, in his own way, granted he's too much of a pretty boy for me. I prefer Mirai's rugged look personally. But it's about time you had someone around who appreciates you for the fine catch that you are."
"Marron! I am not a fine catch, and Trunks is not, as you put it, a hottie."
A voice from the kitchen doorway startled them both. "You don't think I'm a hottie?"
Pan's heart did a somersault as Trunks smiled at her. He leaned against the doorframe, filling it almost as effectively as a door. Exercise shorts and a T-shirt did absolutely nothing to hide his "hotness" Marron was right, Pan admitted. Trunks was definitely hot.
Marron smirked at the stunned expression on her friends face. "I'm sure you can convince Pan how hot you are Trunks. Just keep trying. I'll see you later Pan."
Marron walked to the door and reached for her car capsule. She found two and turned back. "Here Trunks, I think this is yours."
She tossed the clothes capsule Bulma packed for him and left for home.
Pans face heated so fast that even her vision turned a fiery embarrassed pink. When Trunks leaned down to kiss her cheek, she was sure his lips would be burned.
Pan nodded her head as Marron left the house, she didn't trust herself to speak.
"I like that." He tilted her face upward with one finger under her chin and grinned. "All that color in your face goes well with that red t-shirt you have on."
"You're as bad as Marron," Pan muttered.
"Probably worse, if truth be known. I may not be hot, but you definitely are."
Marron walked away from the house hearing squeals and laughing inside. 'Hopefully someday I'll have something like that." she thought. "For real." she added as an afterthought.
AN) Ok.. the end for now. Next chapter: Bulma gives Mirai the cure. They wait to see how long it will take. Chapter after that: Mirai lets us know a secret. They find out the secret. Chapter after that: Marron and Pan freak out about something.. Bra tries to help.
Want to review? Yes you do! Good reviewer! Just click that button down there and tell me what you want Mirai to do when he gets his memory back. I've got two ideas.but I'm not sure which one I'm going to use yet.
Marron finally moved her head out from his neck and reached down with the hand that was around his neck, to smooth her skirt and keep it from flying up. When she had asked Mirai for a ride to Pan's, she didn't expect him to pick her up then and there and take her flying. It wasn't that she was scared of heights or anything, but the sudden feeling of weightlessness startled her.
Mirai was a little disappointed when she took her arm from around his shoulder to hold her skirt down. He especially missed the warmth of her face snuggling into his neck. To think.she would be his in just a few more days.
When he was dumped by Pan he was pretty upset, and then Marron was there to help him. She was so sweet and caring.a true angel. Two days later after a party, she lured him to his room and seduced him. Not that he didn't appreciate it.by far it was the greatest night in his life, but at the time he wasn't sure of his feelings for her. The next day, waking up with her in his arms, he just knew; just like that. Nothing else mattered as long as they were together. He wasn't planning on marrying her so soon...but when she found out she was pregnant he pushed his plans ahead. He had no doubts now that he would be happy.and he had given her the chance to back out last night. And she didn't take it!
He felt like jumping around and dancing.but decided he would save that for later. For now, he would make sure that whatever Marron wanted, she got.and whatever would make her happy, he would do for her. So this was love? This feeling he felt? It had to be.
Mirai gently landed on the ground a few feet from Pan's house, and started to walk with her to the door.
"Does your ankle feel better?" Mirai asked. Marron nodded her head and smiled. "Yeah, thanks."
"Ok, then I'll let you go alone. Father wanted to train with me and it might be a bit uncomfortable for me to see Pan right now."
Marron nodded her head and kissed his cheek. "I'll see you soon."
Mirai turned and flew home.
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Pan lay in bed as long as she could. The bed was warm and cozy, as Trunks's breath feathered through her hair. One of his hands rested warmly in the indention of her waist. When she began to move, his fingers tightened as if to hold her in bed.
"Don't go," he murmured in a husky voice.
"Don't you want breakfast?"
"No."
"Well I do."
Trunks muttered an unintelligible word against his pillow and sighed. "Go back to sleep," Pan whispered; making another move to exit the bed.
His grip on her waist tightened and he placed a random kiss on the back of her neck. Pan got the idea that the first place his mouth landed was the place that got kissed. Finally, his breath against her slowed and steadied; he had taken her suggestion to fall back to sleep.
Trunks slept through the racket caused by Pan getting out of bed and slipping out of the room. He also slept through the racket of banging pots and other kitchenware, as well as the fresh aroma of coffee. Pan wasn't left alone to eat, however. Marron found her way in the kitchen just as Pan finished her bowl of cereal.
"Good Morning!" Marron practically sang.
Pan eyed her friend from the table. Huge smile. Check. Happy mood. Check. Disheveled appearance. Check. "You slept with him!" Pan said loudly.
It wasn't a question, and by the quick blush the spread across Marron's cheeks she knew the answer. Oh what was Marron getting herself into? If she falls for him and he gets his memory back, she could end up heart broken.
"It was sort of an accident...but I couldn't think of a logical excuse not to.and then he looked at me with those big blue eyes and I couldn't say no." the disheveled blonde explained.
Pan groaned.she knew exactly the effect those big blue eyes could have on a person. It was no wonder Trunks was notorious for his effect on women.
"I just don't know what I'm going to do now though." Marron started. She sat down next to Pan and sighed. The emotional turmoil was eating her up.
Pan watched her friend. She went from being ecstatic one second, to miserable the next. Pan decided not to talk however, sometimes it was just best to let people vent. Mirai had taught her that, when he let her vent about Jeremy and Trunks and everything else on her mind.
"It's just that now I have these feelings for him," Marron started. "I know it sounds stupid, and I know I have no reason too, but I have to wonder. Do I like him? Or do I like the person he thinks he is?"
Seeing Pan's glare she quickly changed her words. "Not that I like your Trunks or anything, but it worries me that the only reason I like Mirai might be because he's not acting like himself."
Marron froze and remembered Pan's glare. Then she remembered something else. "So when I came in I saw a jacket by the door...is he here?"
"He who?" Pan asked. Damn, Marron was way to perceptive.
"He: Trunks, that's who."
Pan tilted her head towards the stairs. "Oh, yeah well he's still sleeping."
"Ah! Up late last night?" Marron asked with a devilish grin. There was no way Pan could give her weird looks when she also slept with a man the night before.
"Don't jump to conclusions." Pan warned.
"Jump to conclusions? Hah! That nonchalant act of yours doesn't fool me, Pan Son. I've known you too long."
Pan shoved her empty bowl across the table and frowned. "It's not what you think."
"Trunks Briefs is in your bed, you're talking about him like he lives here, and it's not what I think?"
"Trunks moved in for a while. He couldn't stay at Capsule Corps with Mirai around, and he didn't like the idea of me being out here all alone. He's a worrier."
"Of course he is." Marron smiled shrewdly.
"Well, he is."
"And of course he couldn't sleep in the guest room. If he were worried about you then he would want to keep an eye on you all night. And what better way to know what your doing, then to be there doing it with you?"
Pan threw a spoon at her. "Oh, be quiet! You're blowing the whole thing out of proportion."
"No, I'm not. I know you, Pan. You're not a bed hopper. You wouldn't sleep with a guy unless you loved him. Really loved him. We're talking really really love him."
Pan was silent.
"Can't deny it, can you?"
"I haven't thought about it." She lied.
"Yeah, right." Marron said skeptically. "Unwilling to admit it to yourself is more like it."
Pan gave her a look.
"Don't give me that look!" Marron advised. "What's wrong with letting yourself fall in love? I think it's way cool. Trunks is a hottie, in his own way, granted he's too much of a pretty boy for me. I prefer Mirai's rugged look personally. But it's about time you had someone around who appreciates you for the fine catch that you are."
"Marron! I am not a fine catch, and Trunks is not, as you put it, a hottie."
A voice from the kitchen doorway startled them both. "You don't think I'm a hottie?"
Pan's heart did a somersault as Trunks smiled at her. He leaned against the doorframe, filling it almost as effectively as a door. Exercise shorts and a T-shirt did absolutely nothing to hide his "hotness" Marron was right, Pan admitted. Trunks was definitely hot.
Marron smirked at the stunned expression on her friends face. "I'm sure you can convince Pan how hot you are Trunks. Just keep trying. I'll see you later Pan."
Marron walked to the door and reached for her car capsule. She found two and turned back. "Here Trunks, I think this is yours."
She tossed the clothes capsule Bulma packed for him and left for home.
Pans face heated so fast that even her vision turned a fiery embarrassed pink. When Trunks leaned down to kiss her cheek, she was sure his lips would be burned.
Pan nodded her head as Marron left the house, she didn't trust herself to speak.
"I like that." He tilted her face upward with one finger under her chin and grinned. "All that color in your face goes well with that red t-shirt you have on."
"You're as bad as Marron," Pan muttered.
"Probably worse, if truth be known. I may not be hot, but you definitely are."
Marron walked away from the house hearing squeals and laughing inside. 'Hopefully someday I'll have something like that." she thought. "For real." she added as an afterthought.
AN) Ok.. the end for now. Next chapter: Bulma gives Mirai the cure. They wait to see how long it will take. Chapter after that: Mirai lets us know a secret. They find out the secret. Chapter after that: Marron and Pan freak out about something.. Bra tries to help.
Want to review? Yes you do! Good reviewer! Just click that button down there and tell me what you want Mirai to do when he gets his memory back. I've got two ideas.but I'm not sure which one I'm going to use yet.