Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Life Through the Looking Glass ❯ Dinner with a Side of Lime, and Mysterious Figures ( Chapter 18 )

Chapter 18: Dinner With a Side of Lime, and Mysterious Figures.

Have you ever just known it was the end? Life was just so complicated, that you had no idea what was to become of you. You could only hope and pray that it was the end. You didn't want to go through the embarrassment and pain of knowing you or someone you love might be hurt. But what if they hurt because you were gone? If you ended everything and just left it all behind to carry on with your life without them, would they hurt? Wouldn't that be the same thing as staying and hurting? The only difference is that you aren't there to witness the pain. But you know it's there. You know that you were the cause of it, and you may not be able to help anyone… not even yourself.

-From the Diary of Son, Pan (Son, Carina)

I sat there in the limousine waiting for the end. I knew it was coming. Tonight was the night that I told him the truth. At least some of it. Maybe all of it. It all depends on where it goes tonight. If he can accept what I've done, then maybe I'll tell him. Maybe he just needs to wait. He may not be ready for the news. If he can't accept me, then he may not be to handle who I am. I just don't think I'd be able to handle that. I was falling for him, and hard. I don't know what I'd do if he couldn't understand, but I'd just have to deal with that when the time comes.

I sat next to Trunks in the limousine. It was only the two of us, and I was tense. His arm was around me and my heart was pounding. I could hear my heartbeat and I was sure he could as well. My mind was on one thing, as I could tell Trunks' was on another. I could feel his hand on my thigh and every minute or so, his hand would go a little further to where it wanted to be. I knew I couldn't allow it, especially after what would happen tonight, but I couldn't find my voice to tell him to stop. Everything he had ever told me as Carina, every last sentence, kiss, and touch would all change after tonight. I knew it would. I tried psyching myself up for this, but my mind wouldn't have it. I tried not thinking about it, and it just worried me more. I was to spend the rest of my life with this man, and within the first week of us `knowing' each other, he was going to hate me. If that were the case, would I be able to spend the rest of my life with him?

His hand moved a little further up, and I knew what he was expecting tonight. I just didn't know if I could give him what he wanted. I wasn't sure if I wanted to give him what he wanted. I sure as hell wouldn't give in until he knew, understood, and accepted who I was. And that may not happen tonight. I could feel the tears start to swell already. I didn't know when exactly I was going to tell him tonight, but I was concerned with what he would say about it. Would he tell the whole school? Probably not. That would seriously diminish his social class. We didn't need that did we? Not at all.

I didn't know how long we sat in silence, but it was soon broken.

"What's got you so tense?" I looked over to see his eyes on me. They held concern and question in them. It made my heart melt thinking that they may soon hold pain. Could he really see past everything and see the real me? I guess you could call it a split personality when I'm around him. When I'm Pan, that's the side everyone always sees, the clothes, the music, and the attitude. When I'm Carina, that's the side nobody bothers to even get to know; kind, sweet, and gentle. Pan is the way I want to look, but Carina is the way I act. Would Trunks really accept me for that? I really wish he would.

"I'm just fine. Why wouldn't I be?" I knew I was lying and I could tell he didn't exactly believe me. I lowered my head in shame. I didn't want to lie; I just didn't want to tell him just yet.

"Come on, you can tell me," he pleaded with me. I knew I could tell him, and that I'd have to tell him, but that didn't mean I wanted to tell him.

"Not now Trunks." I raised my head as I looked into his eyes. They were so beautiful. Why did he have to act so innocent? I knew he wasn't. After all, he had lied to me so many times this past week. I didn't know if I could take much more. "Later tonight, I promise." He accepted that. I could tell. He smiled at me as he lowered his lips to mine. It was short and sweet. Well, he meant it to be.

I pulled Trunks back just as he pulled away. I loved his lips. They tasted so good. I knew I wanted more, and so did he. He never complained and I knew that if everything went well tonight, I would be his. I knew I would give myself to him. Despite what my uncle Goten wanted, I knew that if Trunks could accept it, then we would be together the rest of our lives.

His lips moved with mine and I felt him lick my bottom lip begging for entrance, which I gladly gave. I opened my mouth to welcome him freely. His tongue was warm inside my mouth, trying to battle for dominance. I gave in easily as I felt his hand touch the part of me he had wanted to touch for so long. The only thing he needed to do was remove the two layer of clothing in his way, my dress and panties (which I wasn't too surprised to find a little wet). He didn't remove either as he began to massage me through the two layers. I moaned when he left my lips to go to my neck. He was sucking so hard and it felt so good. It had been too long since I'd felt this way. I didn't want it to end, but I knew it had to. Or else there would be a mark, and we didn't need that right now. So I hesitantly pulled away.

I took his hand that had massaged the spot between my legs in my own as I lowered my head again, afraid to meet his eyes. I knew why I had stopped it, but he didn't. I wish I could tell him right now. But I wanted this evening to be just right, until I told him of course. I also wanted that to go well, but I knew, I just had a feeling, that it would go wrong.

"What's wrong babe?" Trunks asked while trying to go back to my neck. I quickly pulled away, knowing it shouldn't get started again.

"I said I'd tell you later." I was practically in tears now. I really was falling in love with him. I knew bringing him back to me for another kiss just a moment ago was wrong. I knew how he would have interpreted it as, but I didn't care. I wanted him to kiss me like that again. I didn't know when or if it would happen again, but I didn't care. After tonight, I would either be happy the rest of my life, or alone again. I didn't want that to happen. Trunks gave me something to look forward to. As if there was more than those who hate me, and those who want to use me for my parent's money. There was only one other who made me feel like this, but just barely. He didn't even pale in comparison.

"Are you sure? I mean, what's so important you can't tell me now?"

"I promise I'll tell you. After the party. Please don't ask me again Trunks," I practically begged.

"Alright."

"Thank you."

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This was the exact place we had been the last time, and it was decorated the same as well. We had gotten to the party about thirty minutes after the little incident in the limo, and instantly we were bombarded with questions, hands to shake, and faces neither of us recognized. Nobody there knew what the party/meeting was called for. They would know soon though. Oh damn, how they would know? All the questions were of what was this for. What was so important that they had to have this formal `meeting' to know?

Trunks and I had been here for about an hour, dinner was to be served soon, and I still hadn't seen Uub. I knew he was around here somewhere. Maybe he was waiting for the crowds to thin out away from Trunks and I. The announcement was to be made as the toast just before dinner and I knew the crowds would just be getting worse. With congratulations and talks about a wedding would surely make me uncomfortable. Especially if I didn't get to tell Uub myself. I knew it would be much easier if I told him, but if I didn't find him and tell him, he may avoid me the rest of the night, and I may never get to see him again. I couldn't live with myself if that happened. Uub was a great friend and he had to realize that, and know what he meant to me.

I was currently dancing with Trunks while desperately looking for Uub. I knew he was around here somewhere. Where, I wasn't exactly sure. I could feel his eyes on me, as if he was stalking his prey. I could always feel it. His eyes boring into me as if all I was, was his dinner. I knew he was here, but I just didn't know where. I had to find him, and fast. Dinner was to be served within the next thirty minutes, and I was dancing around with the one man I had to tell him about.

After the dance I asked Trunks to excuse me. He nodded and said he would go and talk to Goten. I nodded solemnly and walked off, the first time that night we had been separated. I didn't want to be apart from him tonight. I knew that if he didn't accept me, then we may never spend time like this again. But, I also knew that I had to tell Uub before my father ended up telling him, along with the rest of the guests here.

I walked off trying to get a better view of everyone around me. It was hard, but what do you expect with someone as small as me? I looked for him everywhere I could possibly think of. I looked for fifteen minutes and I knew dinner was to be served in another fifteen. I didn't want to eat unless I had told him. But where was he? Suddenly, there was a tap on my shoulder. I spun around to see him.

He stood behind me with his dark tanned skin, and long dark locks tied in the back. He was smiling, but I could tell there was some hesitation. I knew he had been watching me with Trunks, and I knew that he wasn't exactly happy about it, but I knew now was the time.

"Is your bodyguard done following you around?" There was humor in his voice, and I knew that he was trying to not show his jealousy. He was failing miserably. He was never able to hide his emotions from me.

"I've been looking for you."

"Would you like to dance?" He held his hand out to me but I simply took his hand, and let him to an empty room. I couldn't waste time on small talk. I only had a few minutes to tell him, and I needed to hurry.

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We were all gathered around the many dinner tables, all sitting in our own selected seats. The food was being served and the toast was soon to begin. The toast to Trunks and I. I had already gone through this once, but there were a few things different this time then last time.

First of all, this time, Trunks and I weren't descending down the stairs. Second, Trunks and I weren't meeting for the first time. We were both sitting next to each other, our parents and Uncle Goten sharing the table with us. Third, Uub was here. I looked over at him and he wasn't even paying attention to me. He wouldn't even look my way. He said he was fine with it, but I knew what he was really saying. He was saying that he wanted me all to himself. We agreed long ago nothing like this would never happen, so I knew he was trying to keep to that agreement. Maybe he just need some time to himself, to think things through and get used to the idea of Trunks and I.

I was so deep in thought, I hadn't heard the speech my parents made again, but I was brought back to reality when I heard clapping from every person in the room. Trunks then grabbed my hand and stood up from the table, bringing me with him as the spotlight came onto us. Everyone stood as well and I thought I was going to go deaf from the thunderous applause. Trunks brought his arm up and around my waist as he pulled me closer. If possible, they cheered louder. I looked around the room and everyone was smiling…everyone except Uub. He stood applauding, but he had no enthusiasm. I saw the pain in his eyes, and I felt guilt overwhelm me. If only he knew what he was doing to me. I felt bad, but I knew he would get over it. At least I hoped.

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Dinner had gone fine. The rest of the night I stayed close to Trunks while trying not to smother him. I didn't know how long it would last between us, but I did know that things were about to take off. Not only would I have a mad fiancé to deal with, I also had a jealous admirer following me around everywhere I go. He watched us as we ate, as we danced, and as we conversed with our future employees. He had disappeared that night for about an hour and nobody knew where he went. Not even his father. I tried to talk to him after dinner was over, but he wouldn't act like the friend I once knew. Only after an hour of knowing and already he couldn't look at me. I did my best not to think about it though. Right now I was with Trunks. We were alone, and I needed to tell him.

We were in the maze just outside of the great hall. We were at the very center where there were beautiful flowers everywhere and of every kind. From sunflowers to roses, and from daisies to lilies. There were a few benches here and there, but the main center focus of the maze, was the fountain at the center. The edge on which I sat with Trunks just looking at me.

He held his hand in mine, and I was sure that I was going to cry this time for sure. None of this could be real. Just as my life had some meaning to it, everything was being flipped upside down. If there was a possible way I could go the rest of my life as playing the part of Carina, I would have, but there was no point in it. He would find out sooner or later, and just like Uub, it might as well be from me.

"Trunks?" I asked.

"Yeah, what is it?" He was looking straight at me as asked me that question. I could see love he held for me in his eyes, and hear the sincerity in his voice. It hurt me to know that he was going to leave me. Tonight was the last night I would be with him. But at least I wouldn't be Carina to him anymore. At least he would know that I was Pan.

"Carina, what's wrong?" Carina again! I just couldn't take it anymore. One week and already I was breaking. I honestly didn't think that it was possible to fall in love with him. One week ago I had plans of destroying his life, and now I was about to confess everything to him, praying that he wouldn't leave, a small ray of hope.

I could feel the tears steaming down my face. I knew I couldn't stop them even if I tried. And even though I was about to hurt this man in front of me, he still held concern for me. He took me into his arms as he tried to console me and wipe my tears away. This just made me cry harder.

"What is it babe? What's wrong? Tell me so I can make it better. Please?" He was begging me. Did he really care about me that much? No wonder it hurt so much. I knew I was going to hurt him as well.

"I-I," I tried to say what I had to say, but nothing would come out. A lump had formed in my throat and I was completely paralyzed.

"Just take your time sweetheart." I tried everything I could. I just couldn't. The small circles his hand was making on my lower back was helping and not helping at the same time. It made my muscles relax from the feeling, but they tightened right back from the thought that this was Trunks touching me like this. I realized I had to get it out right away. That was the only way I would be able to do this.

"I love you Trunks." I looked up at him and for a moment there was no reaction, but it soon showed on his face. He smiled a genuine smile, leaned down and brought his lips to mine.

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"That fucking bitch!!!" the figure cursed. "There is no way in hell I'm going to sit back and watch this." The figure took out a camera and started taking pictures. Picture after picture of the young couple kissing. After finishing off the roll of film, the figure put the camera away and walked away.

"I'm sure these pictures will do just fine to ruin their little rendezvous. Now I just need to know who to show them to, to do the most damage." The figure smirked wickedly and walked away.

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When Trunks and I finally pulled away, we were both breathless. After a minute of the two of us trying to catch our breaths he smiled and looked down at me as I still sat in his lap.

"Is that what's had you so quiet all night? Cause if it is, then you should know that I love you too," Trunks said trying to kiss me again, thinking everything was alright. For the second time that night I had to stop him. Damn, I hated this. I loved him so much.

"No Trunks, that's not what I've been worried about. Well, I mean it was, but only small in comparison to what I have to tell you Trunks."