Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ There's no such thing as half love ❯ Small confessions ( Chapter 8 )

Hey you guys I'm soooo sorry for not updating but I had reasons. For a start I re-read it and found the grammar was disgusting and my punctuation was just awful. I was partly embarrassed and I find myself more of a g/cc fan then T/P. Don't get me wrong T/P forever I have more ideas for this couple if you read my profile, its just that the basic t/p section in ff.net is such a disgrace. Crowded by such crappily written fanfics and I find myself not wanting to read them. Whereas the G/CC section may not be as vast as the T/P but it tends to be better written. Also I was a major G/CC fan before I drifted to T/P so it was natural I would go back. I intend on writing this still just bare with me please.

 

Also my writing in all will take a major dive this year because of my studies. I'll be back round summer but for now I must concentrate on schoolwork. I just feel I owe it to guys to give an update.

 

Thank you for the reviews and support, have no fear I'll be back.

 

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I'm staring at the windshield; I can feel his eyes on me. Expecting me to talk, reveal my emotions, give him my feelings on a plate. How could I? I've worked all my life to put up a front; ever since the androids picked off my family I had no choice. At the age of 10 I had to grow into an adult, when they took him away from me. When they took my father…

 

Too small to remember my mother, all I had was my father and the briefs. Trunks as my best friend and my father…The hero of my world.

He could do no wrong Gohan son was the best to me the best at everything. The best fighter, the best trainer, he told better jokes then Trunks, he ate more then me and Trunks combined. He did everything better then everyone else and why?

 

Because he was my dad

 

But that day when Trunks brought back his body, my world broke the little 10 year old grew far too quickly. I knew what death was but seeing death was different…disturbing

 

From then on I grew cold, everyone around me were strangers. The passing of my father brought up this invisible shield blocking me from feeling and anyone else from feeling for me. And yet you found a crack, a crack that led you a route to my heart and soul.

 

You found to break down my defences, you comforted me loved me when I couldn't love myself. Slowly I came out, out of the lifeless shell because you promised me my father would be avenged. And you kept your promise.

 

Trunks briefs you slowly became everything. You were my best friend, my sparing partner, my confident, my family along with Bulma, heck you even reminded me of my father at times. But now you want to be something more.

 

“Trunks briefs can I trust you not to break my heart?” I asked.

 

Trunks was still extremely angry with me after the stunt I pulled at the club but his expression softened.

 

“Pan son I have loved you for 3 years straight. If you give me your heart I won't break it” He gave a small smile and stroked my face with his index finger.

 

“Let me in Pan let me show you what I can give” He whispered softy, leaning down to kiss my throat.

 

“And what is it that you can give me?” She muttered running her fingers through his hair.

 

“Undying Love, loyalty, promise, hope…A family” he mumbled kissing his way up to her jawbone. His hands where exploring the silkiness of her hair with small caresses.

 

“Hah a family, I'm only 18 maybe in a few years”

 

Trunks chuckled and removed his nipping teeth from my earlobe, “Why have you pushed me away for so long?”

 

That's the million dollar question…I thought I didn't need love, I saw what it did to my father. The amount of times I would pass his bedroom and see him staring at a picture of my mother a solemn look on his scarred features. The look of longing and lost love. Never did I want that for myself, to yearn for the dead to actually wish to join them. Bulma another victim of lost love, how often she would look at a picture of an angry man arms folded indignantly and a look of loathing in place. She would then huff and yell insults at the loner known as Vegeta, then break down crying in a pitiful state. `You stupid saiyan why did you leave me' she would cry. Never do I want to be a victim.

 

“My father, your mother they missed their loves so much” I mutter, trunks expression saddens at the mention of his dead father and mentor. Its pains him like me to remember them.

 

“I used to watch your mother cry over your father for hours on end, and also my father used to stare at my mother so much” I say sadly.

 

“How many hours must I spend looking at a picture when you leave me”

 

Trunks gasped, “They were stolen by the androids I have defeated them”

 

“Are they the only villains that would reek havoc on earth? Pretty soon in a few years more will come and they'll take everybody” I couldn't bare to look at him, the thought of someone taking him away broke my heart so much. If he were to go then I wouldn't see the worth in living anymore, and I'm sure Bulma would follow suit if she were to know of the destruction of her son.

 

Trunks grabbed me and held me close, I couldn't help the tears that fell staining my face black because of the mascara I wore.

 

“You can't think like that, if you continue to you will live a lonely life” Trunks said kissing my head, “Nothing is going to happen we will have the strength to defeat any foe”

 

Trunks lifted my face to look into his eyes, “Shutting everyone out doesn't lessen the pain it makes it worse. My father was a perfect example”

 

I nodded; I heard stories about Trunks's father from my own. The man was a cold killer but reformed into one of earth's protectors.

 

“It hurts so much to not have you with me” Trunks said desperate not to lose the moment. “Please Pan tell me you love me like I love you”

 

Could I answer him? Could I even love him like he loved me? What the hell kind of question was that I love him already, I just couldn't handle losing him.

 

“Trunks promise me you won't die on me and I'll love you forever”

 

Trunks frowned, “If there is a threat to the earth and they defeat me…”

 

I silenced trunks with my finger, “If that's the case then I'll follow you to were you go”

 

Trunks shook his head, “No way, we'll find a way all I can promise you is my love pan, death is something I'm not certain on. And nobody else is”

 

Pan nodded, “Then I promise the same thing”

 

Trunks nodded, he leaned in to seal the deal with a kiss, his lips smothering my own. I could feel the passion and adoring love he felt for me. His tongue probing my own begging for a dance, I couldn't refuse our eyes shut just enjoying the bliss.

 

“I want to go home,” He whispered

 

So do I

 

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Well that's the update and I can't promise I'll give an update next week read my a/n for reference.