Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Windows to the Soul ❯ Encounter ( Chapter 1 )

Windows to the Soul

Chapter One - Encounter

Trunks sighed and brushed back his short, lavender hair. He leaned back in his chair and put his arms behind his head. His mother, Bulma, continued her pointless ramblings, but Trunks' mind was somewhere else. The androids of his time and Cell were gone, but he had a strange feeling. A gut feeling that something was out there, but what?

"Trunks!" He snapped out of his world and stared straight into the flaming, sapphire eyes of his mother. Her hands were on her hips and her long, blue hair swayed in a pony tail behind her shoulders. "Have you heard a single thing I've said?!"

He winced from her loud voice and stood up. He put on his jacket and buckled his sword around his shoulder. "I'm gonna go out." He headed for the door.

"Trunks!" Bulma screeched.

He rested his hand on the door frame and turned towards her. "Please?"

Not exactly a command, but not a question either. Her look softened. She sighed and waved her hand.

Without a second thought, Trunks blasted into the sky. He flew up into the clouds and went as fast as he could without charging into Super Saiya-jin. He spread his arms and flew closer to the ground. He did spins and twists, smirking as the cool wind ruffled his hair. He opened his eyes as he neared rock formations. He avoided the large death traps and over raging rapids.

He froze in mid-air as he caught a glimpse of a teenage girl. Blood rushed to his cheeks as he studied her slender form, clad in a red top, cut-off shorts and raven hair. Her bare feet, and long legs carried her to the edge of the cliff. She spread her arms and dove into the depths below.

On instinct Trunks chased after her. He grabbed her falling form with little effort. The girl opened her onyx eyes and stared into sapphire eyes. She screamed and flailed her arms and legs.

"Let go of me, you pervert!" Trunks could've drowned in her silky voice.

Trunks' cheeks reddened, "Stop squirming, I'm loosing my grip."

The girl continued kicking and jabbed at poor Trunks until she finally slipped from his hold. She screamed again as she plummeted to the ground. She closed her eyes, awaiting her painful end. Realizing that it was taking far too long, she dared to open her eyes. She stared into the face of her savior. She wrapped her arms around his neck and wiped away her gathering tears.

Trunks blushed again and descended to the ground. His feet landed and he released the girl.

Instantly she dropped into a fighting stance. "What the hell was that about?! Talk or I'll beat it out of you!"

Trunks chuckled and crossed his arms. "That's the thanks I get for saving your life? Twice if I remember correctly."

She snorted and pointed up at the cliff. "Baka, did you not see the waterfall and the lake it pools into?"

Trunks turned his head, and for the first time, noticed a raging waterfall. He blushed, "I am so sorry."

She stood and brushed herself off. "Since your cute, I'll forgive you." She climbed back up to the top of the waterfall. He floated after her. "Have we met before?" she asked.

He shook his head. "My name is Trunks, how `bout you?"

"Pan. Would you by chance be the Trunks who saved Chikyuu (Earth) from the androids?"

"Um…" He blushed and looked at his feet.

She smiled. "Awesome, I was saved by a celebrity. Say, Trunks? Would you like to swim with me?"

He looked up. "I'd love to, but I probably should be heading home."

She pouted and grabbed his hand. "Oh come on. Mommy won't worry if you're a little late." She led him to the edge and released his hand. "Besides, she knows you can take care of your self. Ja-ne!(Bye)" She stripped to her under garments and dove into the tropical waters below.

Trunks' cheeks turned a deeper shade of maroon and he looked at the hand she had held.

"Are you coming in or not?"

He floated down to the edge of the lake.

She smoothed back her dark hair. "Could you teach me that?"

"Teach you what?"

"To fly."

He smirked. "Sure, if you can handle it."

She smiled, "I can handle anything you throw at me. Now come in the water!"

"But I don't have any swimming shorts."

She splashed at him. "Don't give me that b/s, swim in your boxers."

Trunks shrugged and started to peel off his clothing.

Pan whistled and Trunks blushed for the umteenth time that day. He stood on the shore, arms crossed, dressed in only his undergarments. "Happy?"

Pan blushed as her eyes wandered over his endless muscles. Each perfectly corded and overlapped the other. Pan caught his eyes and looked away.

He dove into the water and swam up to Pan. She was lost in his crystal eyes and he spoke, deep and smooth, "What now?"

Pan shook her head, clearing her thoughts, and swam backwards. "You have to catch me." She giggled and took off underwater. Trunks was in a state of shock for a moment before he swam after her retreating figure.

Pan swam around the lake and switched directions more than once. Finally her lungs begged for air and she surfaced. The lake was empty and quiet. She stretched her senses and heard a bird chirping in the distance. She didn't have the time to scream as firm hands grabbed her by the waist and she was pulled under. The hands were gone as fast as they came. She choked and surfaced.

Pan spun in circles and searched the empty waters. `Where are you?'

"Behind you." Pan spun around to only face empty air. She spun again at the sound of chuckling. Still nothing. "Looking for me?" Warm breath tickled her ear lobe. Pan was quiet as her heart rate sped up. She gasped as she was pulled against a hard chest. The warm breathe tickled her neck this time, "Gotcha." Pan whirled around to face her captor. Trunks grinned at a shocked Pan. In a split second, she was once again pulled against him. He wrapped his arms around her waist and held her taut. "I just met you, and already I want to kiss you." He whispered.

Pan looked up, "What's stopping you?" He leaned towards her, just as a flock of birds erupted through the tree tops. The two broke apart.

Trunks was still blushing as he walked towards the shore and changed. "I should go." Pan stepped out of the water, looking disappointed. "When would you like to start your lessons?"

"Huh?"

"To fly."

"Oh. How `bout tomorrow around 10 in the morning?"

"Great, bye." He blasted into the sky.

*****

Trunks landed outside of Capsule Corporation. He sighed and tried to slow his fast pacing heart. He sat on a rock and rested his head in his hands. `What just happened here? I've never felt this thrilled about a girl before.'

"Trunks?" Bulma walked towards her son.

He looked up. "Huh? Oh, hi, Okasan."

Bulma seated herself next to him. "Your dripping wet, what did you do?"

"I was swimming in a lake a few miles from here."

Bulma placed her hand on his arm. "Is anything wrong, Trunks?"

Trunks did not meet her gaze. "No."

Bulma stood, deciding it better for her son to tell her what was going on when he was ready. She looked down at her son. "Alright, dinner will be ready in ten."

Trunks was silent as she headed inside. He looked to the west at the falling sun. `What is going on?'