Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The Object of My Obsession ❯ The Picnic ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
OK. This is my very first attempt at first-person narration. This is
also my first fic with Yaoi references, so please be kind. Usual
Disclaimer Applies
The Object Of My Obsession
The sun shone brightly over the manicured lawn behind Capsule Corp.
Bulma had
decided to throw a barbecue in honor of her child and soon to be
son-in-law. Mostly all of the Z- Senshi had attended the function, and
they couldn't have asked for a better day. The sun was warm, but not
blazing. The breeze was calm and the bugs were at bay. I had arrived a
little late so I greeted Bulma at the picnic table near the grill.
Bulma smiled and hugged me as I sat down next to her. "Isn't this all
exciting, Pan" she said, choked with pride. I scanned the area. Every
available tree had been decorated with wedding bells and white
ribbons. I smiled at her and held her hand. "It sure is. Hey, where is
Bra?" Bulma pointed off into the distance, where everyone usually
spars. "She's over there with her brother...I doubt she's actually
fighting him though," she
laughed. She looked down at the ground and smiled, as if a fond memory
had found its way into the lush grass. I leaned over to her, a little
concerned. As I got into her rage of sight, she awoke from her trance
and smiled at me. "How quick children grow up," she said, almost to
herself. I had the feeling she wasn't sitting by herself for nothing,
so I decided to go look for Bra. "Well, I'm going to go talk to Bra.
I'll be back to get something to eat." A small smile ran across her
face that developed into a chuckle. "I know you will...you Saiya-jins
and your eating habits." I stood up and waved, then left for the large
field just south of the picnic area.
I arrived at the sparring area, finding Bra and Trunks sitting next to
an old willow tree. It was missing many leaves and branches, scarred
from the many battles fought around it, but it hadn't lost its charm.
It was the spot Trunks and myself always ran away to when we wanted to
be alone. I didn't really mind him telling his sister about it. After
all, we're all best friends. "Niisan," I yelled at Trunks. He peered
around the wide trunk of the tree and smiled. Bra looked around as
well and came running towards me. She hadn't cut her hair in years,
and it followed behind her in silvery-blue ribbons. She stopped a
couple of feet in front of me. She placed her hand on her knees and
panted while Trunks flew into the scene. He landed right beside her
and helped her stand up. You would never know the girl had Saiya-jin
blood running through her veins, but you had to love her. "I've always
told you to work out more, Bra. Look at how out-of shape you are." She
gave him the evil eye and stood up tall, as if all her energy had been
restored. "That was not a very nice thing to say, Trunks. I am in
perfect shape," she said, folding her arms. "Yeah," I added,
"...perfectly round." Trunks and I broke out in hysterical laughter as
Bra chased us around the trees. Of course, she didn't catch us and
after a few minutes, she gave up. All three of us sat under the willow
tree, looking at the small lake further down the hill.
The late afternoon sun shone brightly in front of us, but the wispy
leaves of the tree kept its rays off our skin. A breeze blew past,
making the leaves sway, catching the light and almost appearing to
make it sparkle. I let out a big sigh and looked to either side of me.
Bra was to my left and Trunks was to my right. It wasn't often we got
a chance to share moments like this anymore, with me finishing
college, Bra in grad school and Trunks running Capsule Corps. This
would definitely go in my mental Rolodex under `The Most Wonderful
Moments of My Life'. I looked over at Bra, she was watching the birds
fly off into the distance. I leaned near her ear and whispered, "You
must be excited, with the wedding being only three weeks away." Bra
smiled and turned her head toward me. "Yes. Goten and I have it all
planned out. I can't believe it took him so long to finally ask the
`Big Question'. I nodded and looked back out to the lake. The sunlight
was sparkling off of it, making it a pool of glitter. "I'm surprised,
too. It's not like the relationship was a secret or anything," I
added, still transfixed by the water. "Well, then again, it's only
been recently that those type of marriages were legal." Bra sat up
straight and put her arms behind her head. I didn't move, not wanting
to wake Trunks. "Fifteen years together...I can't believe it's finally
happening," she said smiling.
Trunks began to stir and put his arms behind me and wrapped it around
my waist. I didn't know how long he had been awake, but he seemed to
be in a good mood. "Talking about my wedding without me," he said in a
quite voice. Bra, seemingly struck by lightning, sat straight up and
looked over at Trunks. "No! You weren't supposed to hear anything.
Goten is going to kill me!" Trunks stood up with his arm still around
my waist. I reluctantly got up, preparing to be the peacemaker in the
pending debate. "So, what kinda tux is he going to wear, I need to
know," he whined, jokingly of course. Bra shook her finger at her
bother then turned her back to him. "You'll find out when he walks
down the isle." I couldn't help but to laugh. Trunks was just acting
way too cute. I liked that about him, he's never to old to fool
around. Soon, they had begun arguing around me while he kept a hold of
my waist as he switched from one side to the other. I swayed along
with the argument, not that I had a choice with his hands gripped
firmly at my hips. For some reason, I felt a warmth when he touched
me...a feeling I hadn't noticed before. But, there wasn't much time to
think about that, the wedding was in three weeks.
Well, did I do a good job of keeping which of Bulma's children was
getting married to Goten? I hope I did. Well, what's going to happen
during the next three week? I think things will get rather
interesting, with Pan discovering this new feeling. Could it possibly
be love? The next installment should be up soon.