Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Life Through the Looking Glass ❯ Never Crossed My Mind: An Opposite Point-of-View ( Chapter 25 )

Dark Witch Pan, you wanted it, you got it. This chapter is from Trunks' point-of-view.

Chapter 25: Never Crossed My Mind: An Opposite Point-of-View

Have you ever had mixed feelings? So strong you don't know what you really want. Your thoughts, and your real thoughts get mixed up, and you don't know which ones are real, and which ones are other voices. Scared out of your mind, you forget to listen to the voices, and you don't think before you speak. And this voice that is brought out by anger and hate, leads to the worst mistake of your life. Loosing the one you love. Your pride itself, your worst enemy. You lost all that made you happy because of it, and it refuses to let you get it back. But it was worth it wasn't it? Pride is all you have in the end. Isn't it?

-From the Journal of Trunks Briefs

Pan had hurt me... or Carina. Whatever her name was. I don't know. She had confused me. She really had. I thought I loved Carina. But finding out she was Pan. I couldn't love Pan. She was too rebellious. She was just plain weird. She wasn't like anyone else. And not in the good way. She never paid attention to anyone. Pan ,or Carina, cannot go through life the way she is. Especially not if she is going to run Son Corp. one day. I accepted my responsibility long ago, and it wasn't fair that she hadn't yet. She may not care, but she has to.

I was in my room, trying to think this all over. What she had said, or written to be exact, was true. I had lied to her. But she had set me up. She knew what she was doing from the very beginning. I had no idea who she was, but I should have. Her eyes alone could give that away. I knew I'd recognized them from somewhere. They were beautiful. I did have to admit that. But that was about as much as I was going to admit. I would never admit how good her body felt under mine, or how lost I would get when we kissed. No, I couldn't admit it. Because it wasn't true. Or, at least, that's what I was trying to convince myself of.

I had thought that Carina was the girl for me. She was perfect. Funny, smart, and high class without being stuck-up. We had a lot in common. I even started thinking that my mother knew what she was doing when she had made this arrangement. I thought Carina was good for me. That she just might be the one. That being married to her the rest of my life would be heaven… because I thought she was heaven sent. I thought that she was my life, that this was it. After high school, we could get married, and live happily ever after. Maybe even start a family. But not with Pan. I mean, Pan's, well, Pan. Let's face it, she wasn't exactly queen of the ball. It wouldn't look right for me to date her. My image would be ruined. I always hated the image that was expected of me, but Pan never conformed to that. She was who she was, and, maybe I am jealous, but it doesn't matter.

This was an arrangement, but there was no way I could go through with this. I could not spend the rest of my life married to someone so different. Pan and I have nothing in common. Carina and I do. But not Pan. She was too wild and too impulsive. How could I be married to a girl like that? It wouldn't work. We were from completely different worlds.

I had to think. There had to be a way to get out of this. This marriage just was not in the best interest of my future, or the future of Capsule Corp. There had to be a way…anything! Even the slightest ray of hope. Anything but this marriage. If Pan were to take over Son Corp. one day, and I were to take over Capsule Corp. then there might just be some hope after all. If I could sneak this by mother, I knew father wouldn't mind, then all I have to do is have Pan agree to it. She'll get over it. It's not like she really loved me anyways. The whole act of hers got old really fast. So I knew what I had to do. And I headed downstairs to find my parents.

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I found my parents a few minutes later in one of the labs. Arguing as always. Probably over something my dad broke again. I didn't know and I didn't care. I had to convince them somehow. My dad was easy to convince. He didn't want me having an arranged marriage in the first place.

“Mom, Dad?” I interrupted my mother's yelling.

“What is it Trunks?” my mother asked exasperated. She looked tired, as if she hadn't had sleep in days. She probably hadn't. My father just stared at me, angry that I had interrupted their little brawl. From the looks on his face, he thought that he was going to win. After all these years, he still thinks he can over come mother.

“I want to talk to you both about Carina.” I looked them both in the eyes. Both of them questioning if this was a good thing or a bad thing. “I don't want to marry her.”

“I'm sorry Trunks, but that is not an option,” my mother said, acting as if she had said it a thousand times. She probably had. “This is a business arrangement. You cannot get out of it.”

I knew my mother was going to say this, but I had a plan. “What if Carina and I just agreed to merge the companies? You know, sign a contract, make it legit, but no marriage. Wouldn't that work just as well without messing up my life?” That was my plan. I thought it was genius. Actually, anyone could have thought of it, but it was the fact that I did, that made me feel as if this was actually going to work. I saw my mother looking at me in shock. As if she didn't believe I had come up with this idea on my own. What she said next made me realize it wasn't a look of shock as to my plan, it was to what else I had said.

“Messing up your life?” my mother said. She slowly began to shake her head in disbelief. “Trunks, Carina is the perfect girl for you,” she said, trying to make me understand.

“Damn it woman. If he doesn't want to marry a stranger, I don't see why he should have to.” I knew my father would be on my side. He rarely stood up for me, but this time was the most critical of all.

“Vegita how can you say that!” she started screaming again. “The reason the Sons and I have had them spending so much time together is so that they won't be strangers. They are a perfect match.”

“Mother!” I all but screamed. “I don't love her. And I never will. How can you say that we are the perfect match? We have nothing in common, she is immature, and she doesn't even want to run a world wide corporation. We come from completely different worlds!”

My mother started laughing. This was it. She had finally lost it. She was going into hysterics, grabbing her stomach, her hand over her mouth to try and keep her laughing fit in.

“What's so funny? The fact that you love to see me squirm, or the fact that I'm going to be unhappy the rest of my life?” I was screaming by now. At this my mother's laughing had calmed down, and she was back to her normal self. My father was looking at her with equal question in his eyes. Neither of us knew what was going on, but I had a feeling that we were about to find out.

“Trunks…” my mother started, staring at me in disbelief. “you have more in common with Carina than you think.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, looking over at my father, I could tell that he wanted to know the same thing.

“Trunks I love you. You are my first born, and my only son. I would never want to see you unhappy. I know that you love Carina, and I know that she loves you too. Give it some time. Trust me. I love you more than all the money in the world. I would gladly give up Capsule Corp. for your happiness. This isn't just a business deal that I made with Gohan and Videl. I made this arrangement because I knew that it would work out for the both of you.”

“It won't work out. Trust me. As I said, we are from different worlds.”

“No Trunks, you aren't. In fact, you are both from the same worlds,” my mother said I all seriousness.

“How come I have a feeling that you aren't talking about interest or social classes?” I asked skeptically.

“That's because I'm not. You are both Saiyans.” I looked at my mother, hoping to find some lie behind her eyes, but only finding truth. I looked over at my father, seeing the shock on his face. I could tell, he didn't know anything about this either.

“Pan, a Saiyan?”

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