Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Windows to the Soul ❯ Flying is harder than it looks ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter Three - Flying is harder than it looks

Trunks and Pan continued their training until sunset. Trunks wiped his brow. "You're getting much better, but you could still use some improvement."

Pan took off her bandana and wiped her forehead. "That was fun, come back tomorrow."

Trunks nodded his head. "Would you like to eat dinner at my house? You could meet my kaa-san(mom)."

Pan frowned. "No thank you, I don't need a baby-sitter."

"That's not what I meant."

"I know what you meant, Trunks." She turned away, "I don't need your help. I'm a big girl and can take care of myself."

"I don't believe that."

Pan tensed, "I think you should leave."

Trunks picked up his things. "Okay, Pan. I'll see you tomorrow." He sprang into the sky and disappeared from sight.

*****

A week passed, then two, then three. Pan and Trunks trained regularly, and Pan was growing stronger by the day. The two remained at a distance since that day on the cliff, waiting for the other to make the first move. They did gain a friendship, but young Pan refused to move into Capsule Corp.

"Just let your ki surround you," Trunks instructed.

Pan opened an ebony eye. "I can't with you watching."

Trunks shook his head. "It's not like you're naked or anything." She shot him a dirty look. He blushed and coughed, "Okay, let's try a different approach." He wrapped his arms around her waist and flew straight up. He stopped about a mile up and Pan made the mistake of looking down.

"Oh, Kami(God), I'm gonna die."

"Not if you save yourself by flying to safety."

Before she could respond, his grip loosened and she was flying through the air. No. Not flying, falling! She screamed, but her voice was drowned out by the wind. No one could hear her, except him… Only seconds before death enveloped her and sent her to a black oblivion… but he appeared and changed her fate.

Pan was shaking as she looked into his crystalline eyes, `Eyes are the windows to the soul…' Her eyes glazed over, and his tried to comfort her. "You didn't think I would

let you die, did you?"

"I don't know." She looked away.

He shifted her so she was upright. He cupped her chin and wiped away her tears with his thumb. "I wouldn't," he purred. He leaned forward and brought her mouth to his. She gasped and responded to his kiss. That kiss seemed to satisfy her, and leave her wanting more at the same time. She could feel a part of her heart heal, but it still wasn't enough. When they finally broke apart, he smiled, "Would you like to try again?"

She nodded and they rose higher above the Earth. "Remember to concentrate," He said before she was released. Pan closed her eyes and spread her arms as the wind rushed past her at an alarming speed. She listened to the soft rhythm of her heart beat and searched for her source. Slowly she opened her eyes and a whitish-blue aura surrounded her body. The light carried her down and she swooped up, inches from the ground. Her eyes closed again as she flew through the clouds, chasing the wind.

She opened her eyes and exposed Trunks. She gasped and fell from the heavens. He caught her and eased to the ground.

"That was great! It took me weeks to get the hang of it."

She stepped forward, "Well I was doing great until you popped up out of no where."

He put his hands up. "Take it easy, at least you flew."

She smiled courageously, "That was fun."

*****

"So she lives in a cave all by herself?" Bulma asked. Trunks nodded. "She's welcome to stay here." Bulma said.

"I keep trying to get her to come here, but she's too stubborn to listen." He slammed his fist onto the table, breaking it in half. "Oops."

Bulma ignored the table and narrowed her eyes. Her lips curled up into a smile, "That's too bad. I would've loved to meet your new girlfriend."

Blood rushed to his cheeks, "Kaa-san!"

"Don't deny it Trunks. You must like her, you've been going over there for almost a month now." He refused her gaze. "That's what I thought." Bulma took out her remote and pushed a button to call the cleaning droids.

Trunks looked down at the spoon he had been fiddling with, it looked more like a metal pretzel. "We're not officially a couple yet. I'm not even sure that she likes me as much as I like her."

Bulma rolled her eyes. "Trunks you are so nieve, any girl would die to even talk to you." He blushed even redder, she smiled. "Look kid, you have my good looks, and your father's inhuman strength. That is one deadly combination." Trunks looked up at her. "I also think you inherited some of his ignorance, especially since you returned from your trip to the past."

Trunks was stone faced, and Bulma's smile faded. He stood up, "I'm late to training with Pan."

Bulma side stepped away from one of the cleaning droids. "Tell her I would love to meet her." He nodded and leaped through an open window and into the sky. She rolled her eyes, "Saiya-jins, they never understand the concept of a door."