Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ I Never Dreamed ❯ Chapter 15 ( Chapter 15 )

I Never Dreamed

By: AMCM74

Chapter 15

Pan was a bit shaky as she rematerialized. She grabbed her head and bent over a bit. That instant transmission sure could take it out of you. As she tried to get her bearing she hear a loud thwack. Followed by Bra hissing "Don't you ever do that again." Pan's vision focused to see Bra bent over a stunned Devero. She had her perfectly manicured hand wrapped in the bandages around his massive chest. She dropped him and left the room "Worthless bastard" Slam!

Devero reached up and rubbed his head "What? What did I do this time?"

"You must have that effect on all the ladies." Pan hardly recognized her voice it was so weakened.

Devero looked over at her then his eyes got wide "Pansy!" Devero rushed over and grabbed her. He supported her weight against him as he led her to the bed. Once there she slumped down on it. Devero sat next to her "Dear lord, what did he do to you, baby?"

"Nothing" Pan rested her buzzing head against his shoulder. "I did this to myself."

Devero set her gently away and then lay her back in the pillows and stood by the bed looking down at her. "You know if you ask me, this family is like a race of some sort of freaky super humans." Devero rubbed his head again. He glanced at the door and frowned "I can't tell you when the last time I got laid out by a girl."

"Last fall, Anchorage." Pan opened her eyes laughing at him "You remember that girl on the roller blades, don't you."

"That does not count! She body slammed my bike at a billion miles an hour." Devero frowned

"And you cried like a baby about the brush burn." Pan started to sit up. She was finally recovering. The dizziness was gone.

"It covered my entire left from my shoulder to my knee!" Devero whined "I had a fever from it for crying out loud." Pan started to laugh at him. "I am glad you are always so worried about me." He looked sarcastic "What happened after glowing boy knocked my ass out last night."

"We went to his house and he convinced me to marry him." Pan looked at Marks eyes go dark. It was if she had just sucked the life from him with her words.

"Why!" Devero pushed out, past the anguished expression. "He beats me up, and you run off and celebrate by getting engaged?"

"It was not like that, Mark." Pan put her hands out trying to explain. She had known he had intentions toward her. It was not like he ever tried to hide it from her. She had just thought that after the last discussion they had about the baby he knew where they stood. They were friends. Strictly friends. It seemed she had under estimated his feelings. "I am sorry if this hurts you, but I love Trunks." Pan knew now was the time to show him the very best reason they could never be together. "Mark, You know how you said that Trunks' family was like a race of freaky super humans. Well, you kind of hit the nail on the head."

"What do you mean?"

"Sit down Mark, I am going to tell you a story about a planet that was called Vegeta." Pan was serious and somber.

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Trunks burst through the front door. He felt Pan's ki close by. "Mom, Where is she."

Bulma dropped the papers she held in her hands "Trunks! Your home, at last. We have to talk the PR reps are on their way over. I need you to get dressed for.."

"Not now, Mom." Trunks walked with long strides across the room "Just tell me where she is first. After I take care of this I will be right back."

"I think she is out back by the pool sulking." Bulma tilted her head. Trunks thundered off toward the pool. "I wonder why Bra has him so worked up?"

Trunks pushed the door opened and saw the long jean clad legs on the lounge chair. "What do you think your doing." Trunks stepped around to face her.

"I could ask you the same thing." Bra pushed up on her elbow and swept her sunglasses off her eyes.

"Bra? But, But where is Pan." Trunks eyed his sister with massive amounts of confusion.

"So, It's Pan these days huh." Bra hid her stunned shock under a guise of cool acceptance. "Since when have you two been an item?"

"Officially, since yesterday, but technically since the night we were snowed in at my house." Trunks watched his words seep slowly into his sister's head.

"You mean you and Pan... that night."" Bra looked away then back at her brother. "I am losing my touch. I should have seen that five miles off. How serious are the two of you?"

"If you call engaged and expecting a baby involved." Trunks turned from her. "I know she is around here somewhere I have to track her down."

"Maybe she is with that ass, Devero." Bra ran her hand through her hair. She answered without thinking. Her mind was hashing out little things. Like I am going to be a sister-in-law. Oh my god I am going to be an Aunt!

Trunks froze "Devero is here."

"I thought you knew." Bra looked at him. Trunks didn't give he a chance to see his expression he just ran. Bra stumbled a bit then raced after him. If Trunks was going to polish the floors with Devero again, she wanted to be there to see it.

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"You mean your Grandfather Son Goku and Vegeta Briefs are the last survivors." Mark asked. Coming from anyone else aside from Pan, Mark would have laughed him or her out of the room. But he had seen too much in the last 24 hours to dispute what he had just heard. Trying to turn it on a lighter note. "Well, I am glad I couldn't hit Trunks back last night. All I need is to get a fine for harming an endangered species."

"That was not funny." Pan stood up and pulled Devero with her.

"No it wasn't but what do you expect me to say." Devero shrugged "It doesn't chance how I feel about you, Pan. But it makes me see what draws you and Trunks together. I could never compete with that kind of a bond."

"So I take it you will be on the next plane out of here." Trunks stepped through the door.

Pan's head went up her hair bouncing she moved so fast. Devero just looked up and thrust out his chin.

"If you are going to pulverize me again, please don't go for my ribs first. I would prefer to be unconscious before you do that again." Devero seemed to expect the worse after their previous meeting.

Trunks could hardly look at the man. The fact that Pan stood so close to him just served to aggravate him further. "Pan, could we talk in the other room."

"Sure, I guess so." Pan walked over to Trunks and then looked at Mark. He was standing straight his face impassive.

Trunks and Pan left the room without another word. Bra stood with a satisfied smile on her face. "How come I have a feeling you were trying to come between them as well as mess with my family's company?"

Devero looked at Bra with an intent gaze. "Yes, I did try to come between them, but your family's business has always been safe. If you have had enough gloating at my expense please, leave." He turned his back on her as if just as the movement was done she was dismissed.

She walked into the room and closed the door. Her pride not allowing him the final words "I don't care who you think you are in your world, but your nothing in mine. You can't even hold a candle to my brother. So I can assure you that there is no chance for you and Pan any more. Your best bet is to take Trunks advice and get on that plane. Light on out of here as fast as you can."

Mark whirled on her. He was hurting from the recent events, and if Bra Briefs wanted to be the one to take the blunt of his pain then so bet it. "You know the more you talk the more I know I don't like you. Your mother wanted to fix us up. Now I see that she would have to be deranged to even consider it."

"Are you insulting my mother?!" Bra froze. He could see the red in her eyes and was thankful for it.

"No." He pressed. "I am insulting you."

Bra cried out in rage and swung on him again. Mark was prepared this time. He side stepped smoothly and took her wrist in his hand and pushed her to the bed using her own force against her. "Blind rage will get you no where, Miss Brief." He looked down at her. "I am not a totally unskilled fighter. The problem is I studied the art of defense, not combat." Bra turned over so she was lying on her back. She was watched as he bowed and exited the room. Rolling back over she gave her rage free rein. Punching a kicking the pillows and mattress.

"I hate him, I hate him, and I hate him." She screamed into the blankets. "Owwwwww."

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Trunks and Pan walked into the living room in complete silence. Trunks had his arm around her shoulders and held her close. Pan was not sure if he did this out of affection or that he was scared she would use her instant transmission technique again.

"Mr. Brief." Trunks looked up to see his mother with four men sitting around the coffee table. On it was piles of paper work.

"Trunks, these are the Capsule and Global PR reps. they are here to undo the damage you and Mark did with your tiff last night." Bulma patted the seat next to her.

Trunks started to bulk, but Pan took his hand and walked around and sat down beside him.

"You see, Mr. Brief, this merger is in the best interests of both companies. It was an excellent idea on the part of Mr. Devero. This bad press has caused a bit of a stir about the two of you. Mainly in the area of your personal lives. You are both known as two of the top 10 bachelors in the world. Your recent skirmish over Ms. Son has made her an idol of sorts. It has given bad images of the two of you and is detrimental to the companies" One of the men proceeded to inform Trunks with charts and graph that he flipped through grudgingly.

"So what are we to do about this?" Trunks tossed the papers to the table "What is done is done."

Mark Devero entered the room at that moment. "What is this, Travis?" he looked at one of the reps. the man got up quickly and rushed a folder over to Mark. Mark opened it and looked at the front page. "Your not serious." He looked to the other in the room as if they were insane. "This will never work."

"Yes it will." Bulma said clearly "If you two want to save these companies from public scandal."

"Would some one tell me what is going on?" Trunks threw his hands up and rose to his feet. Pan grabbed the matching folder to Devero's and opened it. A quick laugh escaped her.

Bulma took Trunks by the shoulders and turned him to look at the man he despised most in the world "Trunks Brief, you are now looking at your new best friend. Mark Devero. Over the coming month the two of you will be nearly inseparable."

Devero and Trunks stared at each other icy blues facing the forest green.

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Come everyone sing it with me "Best friends sha la lalalala best friends" I bet you never saw that one coming!!