Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ I Never Dreamed ❯ Chapter 21 ( Chapter 21 )

I Never Dreamed

By: AMCM74

Chapter 21

Gohan followed his daughter's angry stride off the elevator. She was furious. Gohan didn't know if he should be angry at Trunks, or feel sorry for the wrath he was about to face.

"I need to see Mr. Briefs." Pan stopped short at the secretary's desk.

"He is in a very important meeting right now, Miss." The curly blonde head never even lifted to see Pan's face "If you care to make an appointment you can try with the front desk."

"Or I can wait until he comes home tonight and climbs into our bed, but that is not likely to happen in the mood I am in." Pan brushed past the desk. "Tell him, his fiancée is here to see him." The she whipped around spilling her raven hair over one shoulder.0 "Or would you like to tell him that his ex fiancée was here, but you refuse to let her in."

That brought the mass of curls to her feet. "One moment." She grabbed the phone "Yes, could you tell Mr., Briefs that a young woman claiming to be his fiancée is here to see him." The wait was only an instant. The door swung one and Trunks rushed out and took Pan up in a loving embrace. "Pan, What are you doing here?" he smiled down at her and flinched at the rage on her features. Then he looked up to see a squirming Gohan. "Gohan what are you doing here? Did you bring Pan by?"

"Actually she brought me by." Gohan stepped forward. "I am supposed to kill you. After she is done yelling at you, that is."

Trunks gave a momentary look of confusion "What did I do now?"

"What did you do? OOOOO" Pan stepped on his foot as hard as she could "You called my parents this morning and told them we are engaged! Then you have them bring all my stuff to Capsule. You never even asked me what I wanted. How could you?!"

The door was open and a group of men in suits look wide eyes at the quarreling lovers. She couldn't see him, but she could hear Mark laughing hysterically from inside.

"Pan" Trunks gritted out, trying to pull his foot from under her heel. "This is not the time or the place to go into this."

"It was not the time or the place for you to call my parents and rearrange my life." Pan yelled, "It is my life! You have no right! NO RIGHT!" She was about to continue when Trunks clamped his hand down over her mouth.

"Sorry Gohan, I am going to take her somewhere and talk this out. Please make yourself comfortable. Debbie, call a recess in there." He jerked his head toward the room.

Gohan nodded "Pan would you like me to kill him now." Pan struggled against trunks over powering command of her body. The voice escaping his hand was nothing more then a muffled string of sound. "Ok I will take that as a, Not right now, Dad. We are gong to talk about this first."

Trunks gave a weak grin "I owe you one, Gohan."

"You can say that again." Mark Devero stood at the door delight spreading over his face. "I never knew Pan could get so worked up."

Gohan turned and clapped his hand down on Devero's shoulder in an exasperated motion "You have no idea."

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Trunks stepped into the first empty office he could find. He let Pan go and she stumbled from the door. She caught herself and turned on him "Of all the nerve how could you do that."

Trunks slammed the door and reached out to pull her back to him. He held her against him and kissed her to silence. "Is this the only way I can get you to shut up?" He lifted his head from hers. "I am sorry. I thought I would help by filling your parents in and sending them over to see you. You did have a rather exhausting night." Trunks let her go when she failed to speak "I thought you would be grateful for the break."

"Grateful? My mother woke me up in your bed. I was naked. I probably was reeking of sex. I wanted to die!" Pan cried out.

"You are pregnant with my child. How do you think, they believe that happened? Because I am sure it wasn't immaculate conception." Trunks threw his hands up.

Pan wasn't done. She pointed at him "You just told them we were engaged. Did you think, maybe for one second, that I might have been the one to tell them? They are my parents."

"You are right. I am sorry. Anything else I have to atone for?" Trunks sighed and crossed his arms Vegeta style over his chest.

"Actually, Yes, I am not moving into Capsule until after we are married. Even then I would prefer a place of our own. The idea of living with my husband's parents isn't all that appealing to me."

"Fine, I will have our stuff sent to my town house to day. You are not going to spend one more night away from me." He stepped toward her.

Pan stepped back "It will only be a few months at most. Where is the harm?"

Trunks laughed, "You were there last night. That is the way I want every night for the rest of my life to be. I refuse to wait for that to happen."

"If we spend every night like that, we are not going to live very long." Pan blinked at him. "The sex is great, but Sweet Dende every night?"

Trunks laughed harder "No, I mean, I want to sleep next to you, hold you in may arms, and smell that silly shampoo of yours when I wake up."

"Oh." Pan felt her heart swell in her chest. Trunks hugged her tight and then rubbed her arm. "Is there anything else you did this morning I might like to know about?" she whispered

"One tiny thing." He kissed her head.

"What?"

"I made an appointment for you to see the doctor for an ultra sound." Pan pulled away and looked at him "I want to know if the baby is a boy or a girl."

"YOU DID WHAT???"

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Bra grabbed Marron's arm "Come on, the food is going to be cold."

Marron stood in the elevator at Capsule headquarters with a huge bag of take out in her arms. "You know, I think the only reason you wanted to go shopping with me today, was so that I helped you carry all this food to Trunks."

"I was bored. I needed to get out." Bra shrugged as the door slid opened "There is no one around who is any fun any more."

"You wound me, Miss Briefs, You really do." Mark stood in front of them. May I ask who your lovely friend is?" Mark reached out and too the bag from Marron.

"My name is Marron, Bra's personal slave, but I am bout to quit and.. Oh my." Marron looked up into a wealth of forest green.

"I am Mark Devero, President of the American company Global Incorporated. It is a pleasure to meet you, Marron." Mark shot her a dazzling grin. "Bra where are you taking all this?"

"It is for the Capsule, Global meeting." She looked over at Marron who was staring at Mark. "I just wanted to drop it off before we went shopping."

"It seems a shame to leave Bra. We just got here, and I just met Mr. Devero." Marron elbowed Bra.

"Think nothing of it." Mark looked at Bra and noticed her annoyance immediately "In fact, Maybe we could see each other again if your interested, Marron?"

"Sure." Marron piped. She was staring at Devero like was the sexiest man on earth

"I get off a little after 5. You could meet me at Capsule and we can decide then were to go, Ok" He glanced at his watch.

"That sounds wonderful." As Mark walked off down the hall, Marron grabbed Bra by the arms. "Did you see him!?! He has to be the sexiest man I have ever seen in my life! Aside from your brother and Goten, I mean. I can't believe it!"

Bra walked back into the elevator and dropped her head on the cold steel and pressed the first button her hand landed on. She wasn't sure what she was going to do to Mark this time, but it wasn't going to be pretty.