Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The things we do ❯ Saiyan nothing yet ( Chapter 3 )

The Things We Do

 

Saiyan Nothing Yet…

 

The early morning sun shined through the window- he stirred and woke up… He felt like he had been fighting hard the night before and though he had had at least a full nights rest he was tired.

 

Looking about his room, he tried to recall something he felt was missing… He looked around mildly confused- finally turning over his eye caught sight of the pillow. It had an indention, and was not pulled to him like always. He felt the bed and it was cool—Pan had been sleeping there when he went to seep, but now she was gone…

 

He smiled thinking how mad she must have been, she had only eaten very little and then passed out, due to his mothers intervention. Kami only knows what sedative she had used to knock Pan out that fast…

 

Lazily he stretched and left his bed to relieve his self. While in the bathroom he mused why Pan had not awoken him sooner- her hollering could wake the dead… Then he stooped thinking, remembering that the dead were dead and Chichi and Videl were gone. Quickly he finished his business and wondered more about his charge.

 

Trunks went downstairs only to find his sister, bra, cooking. Trunks only cocked one lavender brow to her; she only happily gave him the finger. He proceeded to kiss the back of her head…

 

Trunks chuckled upon catching the strong scent of Goten on his sister…

 

“Sleep well?” he asked

 

Still cooking she replied, “I did, though I swear if I was not Saiyan I would have been crushed to death last night!” she replied.

 

Understanding he nodded and continued, “Pan never stirred”

 

Finally, Bra stooped cooking long enough to give her brother a quizzical look-

 

“What?” he asked plaintively.

 

“Well, it seemed you didn't stir, Pan was up before me or mom, and she left at dawn.”

 

“Really?” he asked confused, “I guess, I didn't know- I mean she didn't say anything or wake me I wonder where she went?” he continued.

 

“I don't know, you don't think she went back to the cemetery do you?” Bra worried-

 

“”No, I hope not, but still…” he floundered.

“Should you look for her?” asked Bra.

After a moment silence Trunks answered, “No, I'll give her sometime, and then I'll go and search for her…”

 

Bra looked back at Trunks, not sure, if she agreed with him or not… Her mother interrupted her wondering

 

Bulma came into the kitchen ignoring her children- she got her a large mug from the cupboard and began to make her a cup of coffee; followed by a cigarette... no one said a word…

 

Pulling of her final drag, Bulma extinguished the butt, and sipped another drink.

 

Waiting for her to finish, Bra continued her task, and Trunks sat silently waiting…

Smiling at her children Bulma finally said, “Good morning”

 

If there were not use to this, both would have fallen down with Bulma's unique habit.

 

Out of nowhere, Bulma produced a large envelope and handed it to Trunks; she patted his head and left the kitchen to go back to her labs---

 

Bra was platting food for three as Trunks opened the envelope…

 

He scanned the items and sighed- Bra knew it was all the legalities that Gohan had left behind…. Pan would be under his authority until she reached the legal age or when Gohan retuned- which ever came first.

 

Trunks retuned the items to their folder and smiled appreciatively at Bra; and started to eat from the plate she had prepared…

 

Before Bra sat down though she raised her Ki as high as she could, then lowered it… She smiled an evil smile at Trunks.

 

Trunks could hear Goten before he saw him. He looked disheveled and distracted as he rushed to the kitchen. Trunks could tell that he was nearly transformed... Goten stopped short when he eyed the empty chair and loaded plate of food. He sat down and began to eat….

 

Trunks gave his sister a disproving look- she only smiled sweetly as though to say, “It works every time.”

Trunks shook his head and finished eating…

 

Around 1 PM that day Trunks was starring off at nothing- Capsule Corporation was running on auto pilot, and no one dare to bother him that day…

 

The speck of light make him squint he peered out the window harder as the Ki became stronger and the image sharper- it was Pan- coming to his window. Things like that might never change…

He stepped back to allow her access to his office…

 

Quickly as she arrived, she handed him a set of papers…

 

“What's this?” he asked.

“Permission forms for school…” Coolly she replied.

“What do I need to do?” he asked again

“Trunks, duh! sign them,” she looked angry.

Trunks began to read them when Pan exploded, “What are you doing?”

“Reading them.”

 

“Trunks, I am late, they are needed for some field trips and graduation things, they need them back right now!” She implored him.

“Ok, Ok,” he relented knowing how impatient Pan could be- He signed three sets of forms hurriedly, a well practiced skill for him…

 

“By the way I need copies of those forms dad left”-she trailed off, “they asked for proof.”

 

Trunks only nodded, produced the envelope, and headed over to his copier. He made three copies, handed her two and put the originals and a third copy away.

He smiled at her and she nodded her head. He watched her fly out of his office at top speed.

 

During her rash flight out, she snuck a peek over her shoulder at Trunks. Her eyes squinted as she tried to tell if he saw pass her inclinations. Trunks saw her look back and he waved; happy that Pan was almost her old self…on a bad day…but then he began to wonder why Pan needed anything for Graduation, considering it was only November. His thoughts were interrupted when his secretary timidly opened the door, and thus His presence was demanded elsewhere from then on…