Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ So caught up in you ❯ fill your days and your nights ( Chapter 7 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

So caught up in you

Fill your days and your nights

It was a gentle kiss, he smiled at that thought on his flight back to

his parent's house. He was lucky to have gotten out of her back yard

without so much as a retort from the precocious Pan. He almost felt

giddy with excitement.

It was that euphoric shape that Bulma saw when Trunks came

into the house.

“So Trunks, is this going to be your new home?”

“If that's fine with you and father” he smiled to his mom

“You know if your going to live back home, you are going to

have to follow a few rules.” She told him plainly

He nearly rolled his eyes but thought better of it

“What rules will that be mother?”

“Rule #1 from your father, he expects you to train with him

every morning before work.”

“I expected that one,” he laughed

`Rule #2, you have to be home early enough to get your rest to

spar every morning with your father.”

“How early is that?”

“That depends”

“On what?”

“Rule #3 you must be home in time to fill me in with all

your juicy details “

“Mother!”

“Don't mother me young man”

“Sorry”

“Anyway, I doubt you will be living here too long so I just

want to be sure that you are fine”

“I love you too mom”

“So what happened tonight?”

He resigned himself he sat o the couch next to his mom and

told her about his day with Pan. She listened carefully figuring

for herself all the details he was not telling her and deciphering

what he was. She nearly jumped for joy when at last he told her he

had kissed Pan gently before he departed form the Sons' home.

Without a word, she kissed Trunks on his head and left to go up to bed.

Trunks only kept smiling. He too went upstairs to go to sleep,

wondering again if Pan would met him in his dreams that night…

He was disappointed again. Pan had not christened his dreams.

He groggily awoke with a sense of loss. He wanted to feel and touch

her as he did in those dreams. He mused, he did not always have those

dreams, and that he never willed them on in the past, so maybe if he

just stop thinking about it they would come, like always on their own.

The smell of food cooking caught his attention, and he rushed to go

and eat …

Surprising him, instead of his mother in the kitchen, it was Pan,

who was cooking breakfast. HE smiled at her and she returned it.

He sat at the kitchen table and asked her his how was it that she was

cooking breakfast

She only laughed. Then quieted down, and asked him, “Why are,

do you not want me here this morning?”

“Uhh, no I didn't mean that, I was , I am just surprised to see you ,

I mean I didn't expect to see you yet, and you well I…” he could not

get out of this one…

Thankfully, Pan only laughed more when she settled back and finished

cooking the bacon and eggs; she started on the pancakes… but then

relieved Trunks of his tension...

“Goten is here with papa and Grandfather. They are all in the GR

this morning”

“why is that, I hope I don't have to start training this morning”

“Really that surprises me, Trunks; you are always wanting to spar

with Goten”

“Nope, not today, I was hoping to spend some time with you today”

he reported brightly

“Well, I got to come along because I promised that I would cook

breakfast for every one!”

“So, do we have a date or do I have to spar to spend time with you?”

he asked seductively

She stood her back up straighter, His words had caressed her mind,

she reasoned that that kiss last night had been a start of something more,

but then blew it off, but now his voice seemed lined with desire.

“IF you want to eat, I suggest you agree to spar” came back her reply,

trying to sound unaffected.

“Cant I just eat first, then how about we spar later?”

He knew she never backed down form a spar, at least not with him

“That sounds like a good idea, I get what I want, you can spend time

with me, plus you get to eat first, Hmmm, what a second you are getting

more out his then me,

What are you going to do for me?” she asked

turning to face him..

Ever so quickly, he phased in from of her. She could feel the

heat of his closeness, but was also feeling the heat of the oven

on her backside.

Capturing her between himself and the stove Trunks whispered

to her, “this” and then gave Pan a kiss. He started gently and then

promptly pulled on her lips with his teeth, opening her mouth for him

to explore it with his tongue.

The smell of an over done pancake, brought Pan's mind back from

her utopia. She turned back quickly to flip the thing over and try

to salvage the food, while sort out her wildly flying emotions.

Trunks went back to the table smirking. He very much liked the day.

He was brought back out of his musings with Pans words, “Still Trunks,

I don't see what I am getting out of this; once again you have food,

a spar with me and that that kiss, What makes you thinks that I am

getting anything I want out of this day?” She carefully hid her mirth.

Very perplexed, he sat dumbly not sure how to answer her. His

continued bewilderment set her mind a flurry. She quickly finished

her work of the food, and sat down. For about five minutes, they both

devoured a portion of the breakfast.

Pan finished before him, because she took less food, and made her

way to clean up her plate. She reset the bowl to make more

pancakes for those in the GR.

Trunks still sat at the table, making slow progress.

HE finished eating but was now drinking his

orange juice, trying to figure out Pan.

He felt oddly comfortable sitting in the kitchen while she cooked food.

Though her cryptic remark had him wondering, he was not panicky.

The food was done and she put it in the oven to keep warm, she sat

down again across from Trunks. Her juice was in her hand. Before

she took a sip, she relieved him of any thoughts by

remarking, “Perhaps, after our spar today, you could go with me

on a picnic, over in the meadow by the waterfall? We could um

talk about those last two kisses?”

Before he could even think of how to reply to that, the back door

burst open and four Saiyans barged in to eat.

The kitchen was in a flurry, and Pan did her best to set out the food

and get out of the way of the hungry men. Trunks was quiet.

There was no way he could reply to Pans suggestion without causing

a inquiry of sorts so he excused himself and remarked to Pan,

“I will be back in10 minutes we will spar then” with a curt nod he

escaped the kitchen his mind floored.

Between mouthful bites, Vegeta talked. Pan listen carefully

as he demanded she always pay attention to him when he spoke.

“You will do well with a spar” was what he managed to get out.

Pan nodded. Thankfully, no one else said anything. Goten and Gohan

kept there eyes on their food, while Goku was eating and smiling but

had his eyes shut, a typical Son food mode.

Trunks appeared sooner then the 10 minutes and thankfully,

Pan followed to the GR.

He took his stance immediately entering the e fighting room.

Pan did not hesitate either. Though outwardly he appeared in control

and normal, his mind was racing with thought of a waterfall, competing

with the sounds of Pan and Him making love on the banks of that said waterfall.

How could she know, she didn't, how could I not go, has it been a

premonitions, why the waterfall, why not somewhere else, how

come she did not want to go racing, or bowling, or something other

then a picnic lunch where they use to play, they trained at, swam.

He had avoided that place for a while now, fear of remembering his

dream with Pan too much. He never went there anymore not

since that first dream.

Pan knew something was up. Trunks acted normal; however, she was

getting good shots that were frequent. He was not fighting with

concentrated effort.

“Hey, fight me, stop letting me win,” she yelled pissed now thinking

he was going easy on her.

Hearing the plea, he tried to shake off the torrid thoughts of him

and Pan.

She noticed his concern features and she found no pleasure in

fighting with him then. She stopped attacking and watched him.

She calculated that they stood there for 2 minutes, her watching him

as he did his best to regroup. She was amazed how indifferent he

was to her since she had stopped hitting him.

”Trunks are you ok?” she asked clearly concerned

He looked over at her blankly, not realizing he had been standing

in the middle of the room staring off into space.

Red colored crept from his neck to his face; he blushed hard trying

to recover form his loss of attention.

“I am fine” he looked away so she could not see his check get redder.

“You are no good to me in this condition, I could kick you ass and

have no pleasure because you are not even with us here for

me to gloat over it!”

He was not facing her but he smiled a small smile. How like

Pan to be mad at him for that. He could hardly blame her though

he must have really lost it to have phased out so much, by just the

mention of that waterfall.

“Hello!!!” she yelled

He looked up perplexed again he had drifted away

“What?” He asked trying to recover

“What, you know what forget the spar, I am going to go

and pack a lunch, and you need to get out to some fresh air.

You have me worried”

He watched, as she left and still had no idea what to expect from

their afternoon. However, he was not going to phase out again,

he hopefully could get it together before then, and just enjoy what

ever was going to happen…

Pan had left CC. This disappointed Trunks immensely.

He was inclined to believe she went home to gather what she

thought they needed to go on a picnic. He too went to

his rooms to get ready.

His trained mind was hard pressed to meditate. He had lost the

power to fight, so meditation was his only option now. He needed

to gain some control of his emotions before something went wrong.

Inadvertently he was going loopy with thoughts that he could not

concentrate on anything.

That Goten found him in this state.

“What are you doing man?” was the first thing Goten asked

“Getting ready to go off with Pan”

“Really, because I doubt Gohan will let you go if that is what

you are wearing”

`What I'm wearing?”

Goten only pointed to him he blushed again noticing that he

had pulled on a G-sting and nothing else, he had no clothes

on he was only in his room standing there.

Goten thought he had made a funny because he smiled for all

he was worth. What made matters worse was Bra decided to

join the boys.

`Trunks why aren't you dressed, Pan is here!”

“She is?” he asked

The twosome only nodded at him, how long had he been up

in his room trying to get ready.

Bra whispered a stage whisper to Goten, `You were right he

Has got it bad!”

`Hey what do you know?” came Trunks.

The two grinning idiots only waved him off and they left whispering

to each other.

Trunks did then look down noticed how unready he was, and quickly

dressed in jeans and a t-shirt.

To his amazement, Pan was waiting for him, but she had a complete

entourage of guests. She waited patiently on an air bike courtesy

of Capsule Corp, but everyone had arrived to see his and her departure.

He only thought that Bra and Goten were somehow to blame for the intrusion.

Gohan seemed slightly peeved, but only more so by Vegeta's

condescending look of “I told you so”, but the classic happy look

on Goku really struck a nerve. Trying to act nonchalant, Trunks gave

Pan a questioning stare, which was his way of asking if she wanted him

to drive. She only smiled and scooted back, so he could climb on the front.

He felt nervous for only one reason. And they sped off he could hear

the shouts an s cheers from a few that said their goodbyes

Safely away from the group,

Pan questioned him, “what was that about”

“You really don't want to know!” he yelled

“I have an odd feeling that I have just left on my honeymoon,

and somehow we dodged the rice!' she yelled back up at him

“What?”

“Umm, I hope you have enough room, its kinda of a long ride?”

she answered back

Trunks only smiled his reply, knowing that talking on the bike was

fruitless, but he had heard her the first time, yeah his family and hers,

well most of them acted like this was some festive event. How many

people did his parents tell his dream too? Oh god if Gohan knew? Man

I need to chill…

The drive was long. They usually flew, that would have been great too,

less audience to just jump to the sky, but somehow Pan had wanted to

ride the bike…

“Why did you want to ride the bike?” he questioned

Pan jumped of and stretched her legs, “I don't know, your mother

suggested we give it a run, you know make sure it was working,

something like that'

Trunks doubted this ploy form his mother. Probably more of a way to

make sure Pan had to keep her arms wrapped around him as the drove.

Pushing that notion aside, he asked next, “so what do we do first?”

“I don't know, act normal, lets walk around, I have not bee herein a long

while, lets go explore.'

Agreeing quickly he grabbed the keys form the bike and hooked

the helmet over the handlebars. Happily, they began to stroll through

the meadow and all the beautiful things nature had secluded, in this

small heaven.

Musing in their own thoughts, Trunks remembered the first time he had

been in this place with Pan. She had been four, and was practicing flying

super fast. Her grandpa was their timing her as she flew. Secretly Trunks

was very impressed that a little girl could be so strong and fast at that age.

Vegeta had also, shown appreciation for her attitude and ability.

He often was sad by the fact hat he had never returned here. It had

been nearly 10 years since he had last been back. Mia was never a

nature person, so going in to the mountains and coming to meadow

and waterfall was not her idea of a perfect day. But then again, this

was also a perfect spot to training.

Another memory come to mind and it was the fun times he had spent

here with Goten and Gohan, sparring. They never really fought hard,

because they would ruin such a place, it was usually fun and games here.

Goku never allowed them to throw Ki blasts; he was worried about

disrupting the fishing.

His thoughts went through a lifetime of goodtime at this place. Then he

began to see it in his dreams the cool air, the smell of the grass and pines,

the soft bank near the plunge pool, the loudest part, and the water crashing

sending up mist.

He jerked out of his revere by Pan taking his hand

He looked down to see her small delicate looking hand pressed into his.

Her stare was curious when she pulled him along moving away form

the roar.

A few meters from the pool, they sat on three large rocks that nestled

close to the water.

Before he could offer a word, though Pan asked

him, “Why did you kiss me?”

Stooping all meanderings of his mind, he focused on her for the

first time. Her lips seemed so luscious, and her face held a slight

tug of concern. He needed to be totally focused, he dreaded ruin

whatever it is they had, if she was going to remain his mate like he

intended he had to be there for real for her, Pan would never go for

anything less.

“Which time?' he groaned inwardly by the childish reply

“Fair enough, last night then?” she quipped

“Last night? Well I was really glad you agreed to see me today and I

was happy for the day yesterday”

“So, you were just expressing your gratitude?”

he knew this could be a trap to admit something that could either piss

her off or not, but he couldn't gauge her thoughts, he felt completely

out of tune and he sighed because for the first time he had no idea what

or who Pan was.

“You could say that” he did not want to argue, as an after thought,

`I had wanted to kiss you all day” he finished

Carefully he looked at him, trying to find a sign of something that

would give her information, but Trunks was unreadable. He had

looked almost confused all day.

“So what about this morning then?” she pressed on

“Well again, I well you, well, DO you really want to know?”

he fumbled

“I would have asked, I think I have some right to know why you would

French me in your kitchen this morning, considering we are best friends

in all, I don't see you do much of that with Goten!” her joking laugh

did not stop his panicked heart

“I don't kiss Goten ever!” he faked being flabbergasted

They laughed

“For real” she urged

“For real? You deserve to know, all right, I really have wanted to kiss

you like that” relief flooded his brain but a flush swept over his features

Pan did not look at him, she had found something very interesting

across the small river. However, he could tell she was thinking of her next words…

“How long have you wanted to kiss me?'

Kami Trunks thought, how should I answer that one? The truth?

Maybe partly the truth I do not want to scare her off…

“It feels like I have been waiting all my life to kiss you,” he said remarkably

happy he did not have to reveal himself to her just yet

“Hah, yeah I bet, hey I am sorry I don't mean to sound so waspish,

I just can't imagine you wanting to kiss me since I was a kid!”

He too laughed, at the idea of him trying to kiss Pan like when she was

twelve. The idea was a bit mortifying, if not for the fact that they

were close as two could be.

Still Pan had not turned back to him and he watched her as she

scanned the area. He could tell she was thinking of her next question.

“I liked you kissing me,” she whimpers

He reacted very naturally by her admission, “Oh Panny' he grabbed

her shoulders to turns her toward him.

Immediately he felt that old pull a memory he had kept at bay all day.

It bothered him like no other. His eyes were locked with her dark ones,

and everything around them seem to fade far into the background.

He saw something like realization flooding her eyes. He was caught

up in the moment.

He held her firm, trying to guess where her mind was, but knowing

full well, he was reliving his ultimate fantasy. This was how it started

this was what happened. For the moment he was too happy to think

of anything expect that he was finally where he belonged, where his

haunted dream took him many times.

In this reality, he could not hear her in his thoughts to kiss, her, but she

looked as hungry for him. He hoped that his own imagination did not

over run this real world. He wanted this so badly that what he was before

this moment was nothing but a shell of a man trying to get to this point,

They stared at each other, saying no words, but he drew up the courage

and kissed her again.