Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Lucky Chance ❯ Tears of a Bleak Future: Chapter Four ( Chapter 4 )

Warnings: This is a sappy slightly romance. Hehe…enjoy!

Lucky Chance 4

I woke up much later. I was lying on an uncomfortable bed. Then, I realized that I wasn't lying on a bed at all, but the ground. Suddenly, I remembered everything that had happened.

"Tousan!" I yelled. He was lying a few feet away from me and Trunks. I went to his side and tried to shake him awake. I heard Trunks groan from behind me and I went to his side.

"Trunks, are you okay?" I asked desperately. He murmured a response. He got up and ran to dad.

"Gohan!" he yelled. "We have to get him home!" It was about then that I noticed he had lost his arm and I screamed.

"His arm!!" I shrieked. I had never felt more frightened in my life.

"Pan! Help me!" Trunks ordered. I pulled myself together and helped carry tousan to Capsule Corp. Bulma found us outside the door.

"Omigod! What happen?" she asked.

"To be blunt, we got beat up." Trunks said. "We have to get him medical supplies! He must've used the last senzu bean on us."

It seemed like hours had passed. Me and Trunks waited uneasily for the results on tousan. At last, Bulma came out of the infirmary.

"Gohan's going to be fine." she said. I breathed a sigh of relief. "I wasn't able to replace his arm, though. I'm sorry."

"It's alright, Bulma-san. I'm just glad he's alive. Is he well enough to fly?" I asked.

"Yes, he should be, but I don't recommend it. He needs to rest."

"Okay. I'll stay too. I should call my mom." I walked into the kitchen, called kaasan and told her everything that had happened. She agreed to let me stay over. I told Bulma and she gave me p.js to wear. I curled up on the couch and reflected upon the day. So much had happened in the span of 20 hours. My thoughts were interrupted when Trunks walked in and handed me a cup of hot chocolate.

"Thanks." I murmured. He sat down quietly beside me. I peeked at him a couple of times, noticing how much he had grown up since I had first met him. He was definitely different, changed. Much more mature. I sipped my hot chocolate and wondered what he thought about me. I was probably like his kid sister. I was two years younger than him. He looked at me for a few seconds, but when I peeked at him again, he looked away. I blushed a little. Now that I noticed it, I was well developed for my age. I began wondering why I was thinking about this now. I was only 11. It was natural for a normal human girl my age to have a crush on someone, but it was even more natural for a saiya-jin girl my age to have a mate by now. Upon thinking about that, I blushed even deeper.

"Something wrong, Pan?" Trunks asked. I noticed his voice was even getting deeper. I was so embarrassed about my thoughts.

"Um...nothing's wrong." I said nervously. Suddenly, I didn't feel so comfortable anymore. At least not around him. It was the fact that my saiya-jin genes were trying to take control of my emotions. I was beginning to like Trunks more than a friend. It didn't matter how much I tried to hide it or deny it. I was falling for him. I quickly got up and tried to forget it.

"I'm going to bed." I said quickly and rushed upstairs to one of the guest bedrooms. I flung myself onto my bed and covered my face with a pillow. 'What's wrong with me? Why would I think of Trunks as anything more than a friend?' The image of Trunks holding me close fluttered into my mind.

"Ack!" I yelled frustrated. I must've been going insane. I couldn't stop thinking about him suddenly. I couldn't explain. I guessed my near death experience must've made me think about my life. I heard a knock on my door.

"Come in." I said. Trunks opened the door slowly.

"Hi." he said shyly. I thought that was adorable. 'Stop thinking like that!' my mind screamed. "I wanted to talk to you. You left the room so suddenly, I wanted to make sure that you were okay."

"I'm fine. Just troubling thoughts." I replied.

"Like what?"

"Um...just stuff. Mostly what happened today. I'm beginning to think that we're being a distraction for tousan."

"Maybe." he said sadly. He sat down on the bed beside me and he was just inches away from me. I panicked, but I couldn't move. I looked away and kept my eyes on the wall. "So anyway, I'd better get to bed." I breathed a silent sigh of relief. He got up and headed to the door.

"Good night, Trunks-kun." I said. He blushed.

"Good night, Pan." he said and left. I mentally smacked myself for saying Trunks-kun. 'What if he thinks I'm flirting with him? What if I am flirting with him? What if he thinks I'm a slut? What if...' I soothed my thoughts and drifted off to sleep, my dreams filled with him. I had another dream of him in super saiya-jin mode, destroying the androids.

Morning came and I rushed downstairs, eager to leave. Tousan was up and eating Bulma's cooking. Bulma's cooking? I didn't touch the stuff because I wasn't even sure if it was edible. I simply got dressed into my baggy jeans and white shirt.

"Good to see you awake, tousan." I said. Dad looked up from his eating and smiled.

"Hi sfeethurt." he mumbled with a mouth full of food. I couldn't understand the last part.

"Ready to go home?" I asked.

"Hang on Pan." Bulma said quickly. She handed me a green Capsule Corp. jacket that had the C logo on the shoulder. It was quite similar to Trunks' jacket. "I made it for you."

"Arigato!" I said happily. "Domo!" I looked back at daddy. He was scraping up the last of his rice, stuffing it in his mouth and finally got up. We waved good bye and went home. When we got there, obaasan and kaasan were so worried.

"Panny! Gohan!" grandma cried. "I was so afraid that I'd never see you again. Why did you have to fight the androids?" Then she looked at Gohan's shoulder. "AAHHH!! Gohan! Your arm!" She stumbled to her knees. "I can't believe you would go and lose your arm in battle!" Mom had been quite silent through most of this. I knew we'd probably get a big lecture from her later. And just as I had predicted, she yelled for what seemed like an eternity.

"What were you two thinking?! I was so scared. When I heard about your little battle, I was frightened to death. What if you had been killed? Don't you think of these things? What about me? I'd be a broken woman. I'd be a widow and motherless. I would be crushed. You should be ashamed of yourself, Gohan. I don't want our daughter to die. There's a reason why I didn't teach her to fight too much, or she would have thirsted for battle more."

"Gomen." we said.

"I don't know why I even bother trying to convince you not to fight. It's in your blood. But I wish you would wait until she's older or at least stronger."

"Gomen."

"I don't know what I'd do without one of you. I don't regret marrying you or having you, but sometimes you just make me so mad and upset. I worry about you all the time. I don't want my heart to ache. It took too long to get over my father's death, and it's bad enough he died at the android's hands. Do you think I want the same fate for my husband and only child?"

"No." we said.

"Then why do you insist fighting?"

"Because we're trying to free the world!" dad said. "We're trying to destroy the threat of the world. This is the biggest massacre in the history of the earth. We aren't going to stand back and let the human race get exterminated." While my parents argued, I sneaked away to talk to grandma. She was siting in the kitchen reading a very old issue of Home's Beauty.

"Grandma?" I said. She looked up from her magazine. "Can we talk?"

"Sure." grandma said. "What about?"

"About love. You know a lot about it. How does one fall in love." Grandma set down her book and invited me to sit.

"Love is a very tricky thing. No one can tell you when you're in love. You just know. When I met your grandfather, I knew right away that I was in love. My thoughts were filled with images of him all the time. I remember our first date. I tried to convince him to do something he'd enjoy and he decided to fight. We sparred for hours. Anyway, when you fall in love, you get this feeling in your heart. It's like a kind of ache or craving to be close to the person you love. So why do you ask?"

"I think...I might be in love." I whispered. Grandma gasped. "Everything you just said is happening."

"Who?" she asked. I hesitated.

"Trunks."

"Trunks?!" she shrieked. The fighting in the living room ceased.

"Sssh!" I hissed. "I don't want them to know." Grandma lowered her voice.

"Why him?"

"I don't know. Yesterday, when I slept over, I couldn't stop thinking about him and I had this urge to do...something, but I'm not sure what. Then, when I fell asleep, I dreamed about him."

"Pan, you're too young. I mean, when you get older, then it would be alright. He's a perfect match. But right now, you're only 11."

"Well, mom was only 12 when she had me."

"Pan, don't use that as an excuse, and besides, you don't to have se-"

"NO!" I shrieked. "I do not want to do that. I'm just saying, my mom fell in love around my age. I do have saiya-jin DNA. Maybe that's affecting my hormones or something. All I know is I love Trunks." Grandma sniffed.

"My granddaughter is growing up so fast."

We stood in the field with millions of stars overhead. Just me and him. Trunks was powering up, trying to turn super saiya-jin.

"C'mon Trunks!" I cheered. I saw his eyes flicker green for a second and his hair stood up, but suddenly, as if some had just popped a balloon, he stopped and fell to the ground. I rushed to his side.

"Are you okay?" I asked. Trunks pounded the ground, frustrated.

"Damn it! Why can't I go super saiya-jin?" he yelled. He sat in the middle of the field. "I'm so weak. My father would be ashamed." I pondered for a second and then I punched his shoulder hard.

"Ouch! Why'd you do that for?!" he yelled.

"At least you have the power. I don't have enough saiya-jin genes to do that, so stop whining!" I growled. He stared at me, shocked. "Sorry. I didn't mean it." I quickly added. He smiled.

"Thanks, I needed someone other than my mom to yell at me." he joked. I laughed. I looked up at the stars.

"Y'know what I like about the stars? No matter what happens to the earth, the stars will always be there. And the sun will still rise." I closed my eyes and pictured a perfect world with flowers and cities and people.

"You're right, Pan. And that gives me a new strength. I want to live to see the day when we'll be able to see the sunrise with the rest of the world in peace." I smiled and got caught up in the moment by leaning on his shoulder. He didn't budge and I was thankful for that.