Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Windows to the Soul ❯ One on One Combat ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter Two - One on One Combat

Trunks slowly opened his eyes as the first rays of sunlight shone through his window. He looked at the clock next to his bed. It read six a.m. He stood up and yawned. He stretched and changed into loose training clothes. He ran downstairs, gobbled up his extremely large breakfast in a matter of minutes, thanked his mother, and ran in the backyard.

He spent the next few hours warming up in the gravity room his mother had built for him. He threw punches, kicks, jabs, and energy beams at his invisible enemy. To the trained eye, he could be seen prancing around the room doing flips, twists, and anything else he could think of. To the untrained eye he was but a blur. By the time he finished his warm-up he hadn't even broken a sweat.

Trunks turned off the gravity and went up to his room to shower. He changed into his favorite black tank and loose pants. He buckled his belt, grabbed his sword and was out the door before nine-thirty.

*****

Pan finished her breakfast, grabbed a towel, and exited her recent home. She walked up to the falling water at the front of the cave. Tears formed in her eyes as the horrible memory of her mother's death clouded her mind. She shook her head and wiped away her tears. `There is nothing to fuss over anymore. The androids are gone and things are turning back to normal. I wish I could have helped.'

Pan walked into the bright sunlight and dropped her towel and clothing on a stone. She dove into the clean water and swam underneath the rushing water. She proceeded to cleaning her hair and skin. A soft rustling of bushes caught her attention. She froze and searched the forest. She dismissed it as an animal and continued cleaning herself.

Then she heard it again, much closer this time. Pan lowered herself shoulder deep and swam to the middle of the lake. She stopped when she heard soft chuckling. Her ears perked up. "Trunks?" she whispered. More soft chuckling. "Trunks, if that's you, you're in for the beating of your life!" She grew braver, but still kept her distance from the trees. She caught a glimpse of orange and gasped.

*****

Trunks spotted the lake and landed on the shore. He faced Pan who was oblivious to his arrival. "Did you miss me?" Pan screamed, not the response he was hoping for. When she saw Trunks she ran out of the water to him. His eyes widened and blood dripped from his nose as he noticed her naked state. He gawked as she ran up to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. Blood rose to his whole face as she pressed herself against him.

"I was so scared, Trunks." She cried, "I think someone was watching me."

"Pan… are you aware that you are… um… kinda… naked?"

She screamed again and ran behind him. Her cheeks were flushed as she directed Trunks towards her towel. "Close your eyes, and if you peek you die." She reached over and snatched the towel off the rock. When she was sure the towel wouldn't budge, she walked in front of him. "You can look now."

Both were blushing as Trunks opened his eyes to a very pissed off Pan. Pan glared daggers at him, "It's not ten yet."

Trunks put an arm behind his head. "I… uh… thought I would come early…"

Pan crossed her arms over her chest. "Well, I'm glad you did."

Trunks shrugged. "Did I hear you correctly?"

Pan growled. "Not because of that, baka, because there was someone in the bushes!"

He blushed, "Oh, gomen.(sorry)"

Pan pushed him towards the forest. "Now be a man and kill whatever's there!"

"Ok, ok, just calm down. Don't wanna catch you off guard!" She glared at him and headed towards the cave. "Wait, I'm sorry. Where are you going?"

"To change."

"Your living in there?!"

"Yes, do you have a problem with that?"

"Well, you could stay at Capsule Corporation. We have more that enough room."

Pan snorted, "I don't need your hospitality. I have everything I need here."

"Okay, but the offer still stands if you change your mind."

She disappeared in the cave and returned dressed in the same red outfit as before with an orange bandana tied around her head. "Did you find anything?"

"Nothing. Are you sure it wasn't just an animal?"

"Positive. I saw a blur of orange and black right before you scared the crap out of me."

"Well it's gone now."

"Are you going to teach me to fly today?"

"Not just yet. First we need to start with the basics." Trunks grabbed her around the waist and levitated off the ground.

"This wasn't what I had in mind. I was hoping to fly on my own." she said sarcastically.

Trunks was silent and landed on the top of the rock outcropping. He peeled off his jacket and sword and laid it on a rock nearby. "First the big question."

Pan raised an eyebrow.

He crossed his arms, giving her his best Vegeta impression. "Can you control your ki?"

Pan put her hands on her hips. "My what? Explain."

He sighed. "I didn't think so. Your ki is your life energy." He uncrossed his arms and raised his right index finger. "This is an energy ball or a ki ball…" A small ball of light appeared above his finger and grew larger, "And this is one use of it." He shot the beam past her and blew up a large boulder. Pan looked over her shoulder. "That's cool, but what does it have to do with flying?"

Trunks sighed, "Listen carefully, your life energy fuels your power. With it you can use it like I just did or use it to lift yourself into the air." He sat down and motioned for Pan to do the same. She sat with her legs folded beneath her in front of him. "I'm going to teach you the same way Gohan taught me."

Pan's head perked up and her eyes glazed over, "Gohan?"

"Hai(yes), he was my best friend and sensei(teacher)."

"Oh." Pan wiped her eyes before Trunks could notice. `Too many sad memories.'

Trunks held out his hands as if he was holding a basketball. "First you need to make yourself completely calm. Then listen to the center of your body and just bring it out." A small light appeared in his hands.

Pan's eyes widened and she studied the light in amazement. `Just bring it out…'

Trunks diminished the light. He reached over and raised her chin so she met his eyes. "You try."

She nodded and held up her hands as he did. For a few minutes she sat there perfectly still. Finally she groaned and lowered her hands. "Impossible."

"Look at me, Pan." She met his eyes, "If you think like that, it is. Anyone and everyone has the power to do this, they just need to know how."

She raised her hands again.

"Feel the energy from your stomach, relax your muscles, and slowly bring it out."

She looked at the center of her hands and concentrated. A small, yellow light appeared in her palms and grew larger. She gasped and the light disappeared. Pan looked up with a grin on her face.

`So beautiful…' Trunks blushed and quickly looked away.

In a split second she had her arms around Trunks. "I did it!" Trunks was shocked and then returned the hug. She pulled back and leaned closer. He closed his eyes as the space between her lips and his began to shrink rapidly…

A loud noise stopped them from closing that space. Pan gasped and pulled back, "What was that?"

`So close, damn.' Trunks stood and helped Pan to her feet. "I'm not sure. Stay here." He scowled and flew down to the lake.

Pan watched helplessly as Trunks disappeared into the forest and returned empty handed. She hopped down to his side. "Anything?"

"Nothing. It must've been an animal I don't sense anyone with a readable ki." He crossed his arms and looked infuriated.

Pan raised a hand to her face to stop herself from giggling. He looked so cute like that. "Are you going to stay like that all day or teach me to touch the clouds?"

He side glanced at her. "Why must you be so impatient? You're no where near ready to fly. You need to keep practicing with your ki. I'll come back again tomorrow morning."

She pouted. He prepared to leap into the sky. "Matte!(wait)" She ran up to him. "Would you train me to fight also?"

He raised an eyebrow. "You want me to teach you to fight?"

Pan put her hands on her hips. "For your information I already can fight! I just want you to help me get stronger and improve my skills."

"Okay, but I warn you, I won't go easy on you just because you're a girl."

She smirked, "Good, I want a decent fight."

Trunks cracked his knuckles. "Try to hit me."

Pan narrowed her eyes and eased into a fighting stance, With a burst of speed she lurched forward and sent her fists flying. Trunks dodged and blocked her blows. "Not bad. Who taught you?"

She sent a spinning kick aimed for his head, "My mother."

He grabbed her ankle. "Where is she?"

Pan snarled, "My parents are dead!" Trunks released her and she continued her assault. In one swift movement she laid her hands on the ground and thrust her legs upward. Trunks grabbed her ankles and held her off the ground. "Oi(hey), let go!" Pan screamed and tried to release herself from his grasp.

"Beg."

She growled, and tried to hit him in the groin.

"Woah." He held her out of reach. `That could've been fatal.' "Your moves are quick, but a little sloppy." He released her ankles and she back flipped to her feet.

"Alright then, show me the correct way, Master." She spoke sarcastically and bowed.

He frowned, un-amused. He then repeated her moves the correct way.

*****

Cold, ice blue eyes watched, hidden from sight, as the two figures sparred. He snorted. "You won't win this time, Prince," he spoke with distaste. His eyes flashed over to the raven haired girl. "Just you wait, my little kitten, we will be together soon." Silently he ran through the forest, a blur of orange and black as he moved farther away, undetected.