It's amazing how into these stories I get. I always have trouble
explaining the complex, yet simple emotions that these characters go
through. I always think that I can't possibly show their feelings just
through words. I'm afraid that I won't get my point out. Then, I think of
the moment I'm trying to write in my head and picture it just like a movie.
Because your actions often explain more than words can.
And then I go on to think that when I put the songs into the stories, the lyrics relate to the characters, but also, the music in the actual song is supposed to provide background for the story and setting. Music is life; it can explain the person's feelings and emotions like nothing else can just in a few bars. So, in conclusion I just want to remind my readers that a story isn't just a story. And also to tell you that you should try to really feel their emotions as if they were yours. Listen to the music in your head and just completely give yourself up to it, feel the beat and the true essence of it.
And now, the concluding chapter and epilogue of Teenage Saiyan. I truly hope that you enjoyed reading this as much as I did writing it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball GT.
~
Chapter 20: Epilogue
Pan sat up on her roof, the stars twinkling merrily at her from above. It reminded her of the sky room during the battle. The ceiling, the floor, the walls, it had all been so beautiful, but the room had had a deadly cause. And that was to provide a deathbed to her beloved friends and family. That battle had been little over a month ago, and it was now the night before her sixteenth birthday. Everyone said that this was your sweet sixteen, the year you drive, your prime years in high school. Pan tried to make the best of it, but she couldn't.
After the tournament she had been questioned and interrogated to no end. And she was tired of it. In the long run, she was probably more mentally tired than she had ever been in her life. All of her friends and family tried to act normal around her, all except Bra, whom had lost someone just as close, probably even closer. They often spoke about Trunks, since neither girl believed in forgetting the past. Whenever they talked about him, it was a door to their past, and what it had been like. What with Goten, Yamcha, Tien, and Kabito gone as well, it was a fresh reminder of the events that had previously happened.
Sometimes she felt like flying away and never coming back. Perhaps she would find Trunks if she flew and searched diligently enough. No one at school bothered her, not even Micah, whom she had completely forgotten about. Pan no longer had an air of fun and laughter about her anymore. Her energy wasn't as high; it was more low-key. No one really knew what to do about it.
Pan sighed and looked up once more at the stars before climbing back into her room. Silently she shut her lamp off and climbed into the covers, feeling safer with the protective sheets around her.
"Happy Birthday, Pan-chan!" The yells and cheers woke her up and she looked around her. All of her family was there as well as Bra, Marron, and Bulma. She sat up and grinned.
"What is this?" She said laughing.
"It's your birthday, silly!"
Breakfast had been brought to her in bed. It was a giant cinnamon roll that could feed easily more than ten people. In the middle was a single candle. It burned happily and heartily.
"Pan!" Bra said, "Hurry up and make a wish! I'm hungry!"
Pan froze. A wish. One wish. She couldn't think of anything she wanted except.....Trunks. Oh, how she wanted him. To feel his arms about her, comforting her when sad, and celebrating when joyous. She wanted to turn back time. She wanted to take back things she said. She wanted to kiss him, his warm lips spreading heat throughout her body.
So she took a deep breath and gathered all of her feelings, all of her grief, and all of her love into that one, little, lone, candle that burned brightly even though it was alone. A light making the best of things in the dark. She let it out, and the candle was snuffed in a second. Everyone cheered and the roll was cut up, the middle given to her. She ate it silently, tasting the sweet sugar and cinnomany taste. Her family and friends gave her presents, and one by one she opened them all, trying to share in their happiness. She got clothes, a cell phone, and tons of other great gifts.
There was one present, however, that could lift any teen's spirits. It was a small box, no bigger than her palm, which was given to her by her mom. Slowly and almost carefully, she opened the box, barely peeking inside. Laying on a mini velvet cushion was a set of keys, car keys. Realization hit her and she screamed and hugged Videl fiercely. When Marron and Bra saw them, they screamed too and jumped up and down.
"Now," Gohan said, smiling, "Go take your gift certificates and birthday money down to the mall in your new car, Pan. You deserve it." He leaned down and kissed her cheek, "I love you so much, Pan," he whispered, "And I thank God every day that you are here to make my life so much more enjoyable."
"I love you too, Dad," Pan replied, touched by the meaningful words.
Ushered by her two friends, Pan spent the rest of the day at the mall and cruising downtown. She bought some hot outfits with the help of Marron and Bra. Pan was having such a good time that they even went guy watching, critiquing all the hot guys that passed their way. When the three girls finally arrived back at the Son house for dinner, Pan found the Supreme Kai waiting for her in the kitchen.
"Supreme Kai! What are you doing here? Is everything all right?"
"Oh, yes Pan, everything is fine. Tell me, how are you these days?" Kai said, a gleam in his eyes.
"Um, well, I'm okay, I guess," Pan responded.
There was a smile twitching at Kai's mouth.
"What?" Pan said suspiciously, narrowing her eyes.
"Come with me," he said, and lead the three girls out of the house. He powered up and flew, motioning for the girls to follow. Luckily, Marron could at least fly, and off they went, curious as monkeys.
They came to a large clearing where a path was cleared so you could wander into civilization again. Already there was the entire clan of Z fighters and family. Some looked anxious and nervous, while some excited, and then some held no emotion at all.
"What's going on, sir?" Marron said timidly to the Supreme Kai.
"You will see, not to worry," he said, showing no hint whatsoever.
Pan noticed that one person was missing however; it was Goku. Where could he be?
"He's almost done, friends, they should be transported here soon," Supreme Kai said louder to everyone. There were murmurs and Bulma broke into tears, Vegeta's arm clutching her waist.
Bra immediately went to her side, "Mom? What's wrong? What's happening?"
"Pan," this was Videl, "Goku has gone to Namek."
"Why? What could possibly be there?" Pan said, inquiringly.
Then it dawned on her like a ray of sunshine.
The Dragonballs! She gasped and looked at the Supreme Kai, who smiled at her.
Bra and Marron began to understand as well, and looks of shock penetrated their faces. It had so happened that Goku had instant transmissioned to Planet Namek, where the Namekian Dragonballs were. They had been chosen instead of Earth's because they could revive someone more than twice. And the Z fighters who had perished had certainly died more than twice. So Goku would make the wish there and explain to everyone; he would probably tell them it was a dream, and then wish them back to Earth in this clearing. Pan's stomach churned, why was she so nervous?
"He's coming," Supreme Kai said, and he motioned for them to all stand back a bit.
Pan stood back, her mother's arm about her shoulders, holding her close. Pan really didn't know what to expect. Would Trunks act any more different to her? He'd never died before; that was Mirai Trunks during the Cell Games. She wondered if he would remember how he had died saving her life. What if he was mad she had gotten in the way? These torturing questions were soon drowned out by the sudden cuts in the air.
Slowly, before her eyes, the cuts in the air were identified as a mass of people being instant transmissioned. They came in a circle, all connected to one another. Pan spotted Goku, then Yamcha, then Tien, and Goten. Her eyes lingered on them a bit; then she saw him. Standing there laughing with Yamcha about something he had said.
Pan felt Videl's grip on her shoulder tighten, but Pan had no intention of moving. She was watching as Bulma and Bra ran to Trunks, hugging and kissing and crying. Vegeta gave him a pat on the back and spoke a few words, but that was it. Bulma took the time to embrace Yamcha and Tien heartily, and Krillin next, giving them a good handshake and welcoming them home. Supreme Kai conversed with Kabito, exchanging no show of affection whatsoever. Goten greeted them, and Pan gave him a kiss on the cheek and he gave her a tight squeeze on her other shoulder.
Pan also saw Bra go over to Goten and give him a long hug, and Goten give Bra a kiss on the top of her head.
Marron and 18 took over the job of instructing the ordinary citizens to the path to the left that led to the heart of the city. There they could make connections and go back to their families, waking up in the morning thinking about what a strange dream they had had.
Only until a few people were left and the Z fighters, did the group talk as a whole. Goku took order, starting out by saying, "Welcome home, my friends. We are so glad to have you back. We have defeated Mystro not only physically, but we have gained back our loved ones, as well as the murdered citizens from the tournament. But, I must also say that a lot of the credit goes to another person. Pan. I saw you, you were incredible. I have the image of that evening clearly glued to my mind."
Pan shrank back rather than be proud. That night had been the worst night of her life. It was not to be celebrated.
But Goku went on, and she had to suffer through it. "I saw your appearance, red and black hair with black dots for eyes. You surpassed the level of Super Saiyan, it may have been an improved version, for it was nearly three times the power of going Super. You destroyed Mystro, and we are all very thankful to you for it. You will get the credit for it, Pan. We love you."
Everyone came to give her a hug, her parents swallowing her with kisses.
Pan did not get to speak to Trunks. Nor did they even exchange hugs. There were cars that the others had brought with them. Pan was not in the same car with Trunks, and she was silent as the others talked and talked.
They went to the Briefs mansion, where Bulma and Vegeta would hold a cookout for the rest of the day. Pan supposed it was in honor of the defeat of Mystro. She doubted it was for her birthday. Videl made her put on a light blue dress that twirled and was flowy. It was strapless and was quite stunning on her, though she failed to recognize it. All through the night, Pan did not speak, not with Bra, Marron, or anyone. She didn't try to either. She felt kind of separated from the rest of the world. Like she was cut off.
Dinner was being served and Pan wasn't hungry. So she strolled through the giant house, mentally admiring the furnishings, her mind trying to concentrate on something else. She took her heels off for her feet stung with blisters and she wandered the halls alone. But finally, she could escape him no longer. She came to the staircase that she and Trunks had slid down not so long ago. It brought back the memory of her first kiss with him.
"Brings back memories, doesn't it?"
Pan whirled around to find Trunks there, her skirt twirling effectively. He had dress clothes on and looked unbearably handsome.
She stared at him for a second, then said simply, "Yes, it does."
"Pan?"
She looked him in the eye. He stepped closer, so that he was five feet away from her.
Pan's heart spilled suddenly, and she closed the gap between them and pressed herself up against him. Her head came just under her chin, and she laid her head there, tears starting to fill up her eyes.
Trunks held her, almost like comforting a lost child. They were like that for a few minutes, when Trunks broke away from her. He held her arms near her elbows, so she could not run away.
"Thank you," she said, looking up at him, "For saving my life."
"It was the least I could do," Trunks replied, pulling her closer, "after all the torture I put you through with that other girl. I don't know what I was thinking. I guess I was scared that you would be my weakness, and if anything happened to you, then I would be very vulnerable. And I didn't want that to happen, so I latched myself onto another woman. I'm so sorry, Pan. I was a jerk."
She kissed him right then and there. It was a surprising kiss, even to herself, but it was gentle nevertheless. She broke away from him and said, "I missed you so much, Trunks. I think I've missed you my whole life. And now here you are, after I lost you."
"You have won me back though, Pan, and for that I am very grateful. I love you, so much."
"I love you too."
Here was when Trunks wrapped his arms about her waist, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, and they kissed. It was gentle and sweet at first, but soon became heated and passionate. It was as though he had been with her all his life, and was just seeing her after a hard day at work.
They split apart and that kiss had opened the floodgates. Out came pouring all of Pan's cooped up feelings for Trunks, her fears, her worries, her doubts. Trunks met her every confession with his own. They walked and talked, until finally they came to a bedroom.
"This is my room, it looks so unused," Trunks said, as they walked into the room. It had blue walls with a desk, laptop, and piles and piles of books. The bed was not as big as Pan would have imagined, but then again, Trunks prioritized his work. "It's kind of eerie, after having not been in it for so long."
"It's nice, not eerie. It's got a homey feeling to it, what with all the books," Pan replied. She was holding Trunks' hand.
"Now that I'm here, and not that you're here, it's much more homey, and happy."
Pan smiled at him, and Trunks smiled back, taking her face and forcing it up. He kissed her again. She kissed him back but with more force. She pressed her body up to his, their bodies forming to each other. He led her to the bed, where they lay down and cuddled. At this time, there were no naughty thoughts in Pan's head, despite the situation she was in. She was just glad to be in the embrace of Trunks, whom she had loved and missed her whole life.
All this happened while there was a cookout downstairs. Pan and Trunks lay in each other's arms, oblivious to the world outside. All they cared about was each other.
"Happy birthday, Pan-chan," Trunks said.
Love took me by the hand
Love took me by surprise
Love led me to you
And love opened up my eyes
And I was drifting away
like a drop in the ocean
And now I realize that
nothing has been as beautiful
As when I saw heaven's skies
In your eyes
In your eyes
And every time I drift away
I lose myself in you
And now I see I can be me
In everything I do
'Cause I was feeling as small
as a drop in the ocean
And now I realize that
nothing has been as beautiful
As when I saw heaven's skies
In your eyes
In your eyes
Love took me by the hand
Love took me by surprise
And I was drifting away
like a drop in the ocean
And now I've realized that
nothing has been as beautiful
As when I saw heaven's skies
In your eyes
In your eyes
~
Well, that's it folks. I hope this was a good ending. It seemed right when I wrote it. It made it lengthy for you guys, although I have to admit, Pan really had a lot of thoughts going through her head during this chapter.
I just want to say that I had a great time writing this story, and I was glad it was as successful as it was, being my first complete story. I appreciate all of my loyal reviewers and I thank you guys for sticking with me. Let me name a few: SSJ5Tigger, thank you so much for all of your helpful comments, your reviews often made me laugh; Adobo-chan, thanks so much for all of your reviews, I always looked forward to your views on my story; ummm, Skyflame2, thank you for reviewing so often, and I appreciated your steady reviewing. A few more, Trupan, ShadowObscurity, cutekitty2, and anyone I missed thank you so much.
Now, I ask you guys one more flavor. Please, in a concluding review, tell me what you liked and didn't like about my story. Also, how I could improve, and last but not least, what my next DBZ project should be. I am thinking along the lines of Bra and Goten, because I would personally love to play with their characters. I didn't really get to focus on them much, but anyway, give me some suggestions and I'll put them to mind.
Thanks again and I hope you enjoyed reading!
And then I go on to think that when I put the songs into the stories, the lyrics relate to the characters, but also, the music in the actual song is supposed to provide background for the story and setting. Music is life; it can explain the person's feelings and emotions like nothing else can just in a few bars. So, in conclusion I just want to remind my readers that a story isn't just a story. And also to tell you that you should try to really feel their emotions as if they were yours. Listen to the music in your head and just completely give yourself up to it, feel the beat and the true essence of it.
And now, the concluding chapter and epilogue of Teenage Saiyan. I truly hope that you enjoyed reading this as much as I did writing it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragonball GT.
~
Chapter 20: Epilogue
Pan sat up on her roof, the stars twinkling merrily at her from above. It reminded her of the sky room during the battle. The ceiling, the floor, the walls, it had all been so beautiful, but the room had had a deadly cause. And that was to provide a deathbed to her beloved friends and family. That battle had been little over a month ago, and it was now the night before her sixteenth birthday. Everyone said that this was your sweet sixteen, the year you drive, your prime years in high school. Pan tried to make the best of it, but she couldn't.
After the tournament she had been questioned and interrogated to no end. And she was tired of it. In the long run, she was probably more mentally tired than she had ever been in her life. All of her friends and family tried to act normal around her, all except Bra, whom had lost someone just as close, probably even closer. They often spoke about Trunks, since neither girl believed in forgetting the past. Whenever they talked about him, it was a door to their past, and what it had been like. What with Goten, Yamcha, Tien, and Kabito gone as well, it was a fresh reminder of the events that had previously happened.
Sometimes she felt like flying away and never coming back. Perhaps she would find Trunks if she flew and searched diligently enough. No one at school bothered her, not even Micah, whom she had completely forgotten about. Pan no longer had an air of fun and laughter about her anymore. Her energy wasn't as high; it was more low-key. No one really knew what to do about it.
Pan sighed and looked up once more at the stars before climbing back into her room. Silently she shut her lamp off and climbed into the covers, feeling safer with the protective sheets around her.
"Happy Birthday, Pan-chan!" The yells and cheers woke her up and she looked around her. All of her family was there as well as Bra, Marron, and Bulma. She sat up and grinned.
"What is this?" She said laughing.
"It's your birthday, silly!"
Breakfast had been brought to her in bed. It was a giant cinnamon roll that could feed easily more than ten people. In the middle was a single candle. It burned happily and heartily.
"Pan!" Bra said, "Hurry up and make a wish! I'm hungry!"
Pan froze. A wish. One wish. She couldn't think of anything she wanted except.....Trunks. Oh, how she wanted him. To feel his arms about her, comforting her when sad, and celebrating when joyous. She wanted to turn back time. She wanted to take back things she said. She wanted to kiss him, his warm lips spreading heat throughout her body.
So she took a deep breath and gathered all of her feelings, all of her grief, and all of her love into that one, little, lone, candle that burned brightly even though it was alone. A light making the best of things in the dark. She let it out, and the candle was snuffed in a second. Everyone cheered and the roll was cut up, the middle given to her. She ate it silently, tasting the sweet sugar and cinnomany taste. Her family and friends gave her presents, and one by one she opened them all, trying to share in their happiness. She got clothes, a cell phone, and tons of other great gifts.
There was one present, however, that could lift any teen's spirits. It was a small box, no bigger than her palm, which was given to her by her mom. Slowly and almost carefully, she opened the box, barely peeking inside. Laying on a mini velvet cushion was a set of keys, car keys. Realization hit her and she screamed and hugged Videl fiercely. When Marron and Bra saw them, they screamed too and jumped up and down.
"Now," Gohan said, smiling, "Go take your gift certificates and birthday money down to the mall in your new car, Pan. You deserve it." He leaned down and kissed her cheek, "I love you so much, Pan," he whispered, "And I thank God every day that you are here to make my life so much more enjoyable."
"I love you too, Dad," Pan replied, touched by the meaningful words.
Ushered by her two friends, Pan spent the rest of the day at the mall and cruising downtown. She bought some hot outfits with the help of Marron and Bra. Pan was having such a good time that they even went guy watching, critiquing all the hot guys that passed their way. When the three girls finally arrived back at the Son house for dinner, Pan found the Supreme Kai waiting for her in the kitchen.
"Supreme Kai! What are you doing here? Is everything all right?"
"Oh, yes Pan, everything is fine. Tell me, how are you these days?" Kai said, a gleam in his eyes.
"Um, well, I'm okay, I guess," Pan responded.
There was a smile twitching at Kai's mouth.
"What?" Pan said suspiciously, narrowing her eyes.
"Come with me," he said, and lead the three girls out of the house. He powered up and flew, motioning for the girls to follow. Luckily, Marron could at least fly, and off they went, curious as monkeys.
They came to a large clearing where a path was cleared so you could wander into civilization again. Already there was the entire clan of Z fighters and family. Some looked anxious and nervous, while some excited, and then some held no emotion at all.
"What's going on, sir?" Marron said timidly to the Supreme Kai.
"You will see, not to worry," he said, showing no hint whatsoever.
Pan noticed that one person was missing however; it was Goku. Where could he be?
"He's almost done, friends, they should be transported here soon," Supreme Kai said louder to everyone. There were murmurs and Bulma broke into tears, Vegeta's arm clutching her waist.
Bra immediately went to her side, "Mom? What's wrong? What's happening?"
"Pan," this was Videl, "Goku has gone to Namek."
"Why? What could possibly be there?" Pan said, inquiringly.
Then it dawned on her like a ray of sunshine.
The Dragonballs! She gasped and looked at the Supreme Kai, who smiled at her.
Bra and Marron began to understand as well, and looks of shock penetrated their faces. It had so happened that Goku had instant transmissioned to Planet Namek, where the Namekian Dragonballs were. They had been chosen instead of Earth's because they could revive someone more than twice. And the Z fighters who had perished had certainly died more than twice. So Goku would make the wish there and explain to everyone; he would probably tell them it was a dream, and then wish them back to Earth in this clearing. Pan's stomach churned, why was she so nervous?
"He's coming," Supreme Kai said, and he motioned for them to all stand back a bit.
Pan stood back, her mother's arm about her shoulders, holding her close. Pan really didn't know what to expect. Would Trunks act any more different to her? He'd never died before; that was Mirai Trunks during the Cell Games. She wondered if he would remember how he had died saving her life. What if he was mad she had gotten in the way? These torturing questions were soon drowned out by the sudden cuts in the air.
Slowly, before her eyes, the cuts in the air were identified as a mass of people being instant transmissioned. They came in a circle, all connected to one another. Pan spotted Goku, then Yamcha, then Tien, and Goten. Her eyes lingered on them a bit; then she saw him. Standing there laughing with Yamcha about something he had said.
Pan felt Videl's grip on her shoulder tighten, but Pan had no intention of moving. She was watching as Bulma and Bra ran to Trunks, hugging and kissing and crying. Vegeta gave him a pat on the back and spoke a few words, but that was it. Bulma took the time to embrace Yamcha and Tien heartily, and Krillin next, giving them a good handshake and welcoming them home. Supreme Kai conversed with Kabito, exchanging no show of affection whatsoever. Goten greeted them, and Pan gave him a kiss on the cheek and he gave her a tight squeeze on her other shoulder.
Pan also saw Bra go over to Goten and give him a long hug, and Goten give Bra a kiss on the top of her head.
Marron and 18 took over the job of instructing the ordinary citizens to the path to the left that led to the heart of the city. There they could make connections and go back to their families, waking up in the morning thinking about what a strange dream they had had.
Only until a few people were left and the Z fighters, did the group talk as a whole. Goku took order, starting out by saying, "Welcome home, my friends. We are so glad to have you back. We have defeated Mystro not only physically, but we have gained back our loved ones, as well as the murdered citizens from the tournament. But, I must also say that a lot of the credit goes to another person. Pan. I saw you, you were incredible. I have the image of that evening clearly glued to my mind."
Pan shrank back rather than be proud. That night had been the worst night of her life. It was not to be celebrated.
But Goku went on, and she had to suffer through it. "I saw your appearance, red and black hair with black dots for eyes. You surpassed the level of Super Saiyan, it may have been an improved version, for it was nearly three times the power of going Super. You destroyed Mystro, and we are all very thankful to you for it. You will get the credit for it, Pan. We love you."
Everyone came to give her a hug, her parents swallowing her with kisses.
Pan did not get to speak to Trunks. Nor did they even exchange hugs. There were cars that the others had brought with them. Pan was not in the same car with Trunks, and she was silent as the others talked and talked.
They went to the Briefs mansion, where Bulma and Vegeta would hold a cookout for the rest of the day. Pan supposed it was in honor of the defeat of Mystro. She doubted it was for her birthday. Videl made her put on a light blue dress that twirled and was flowy. It was strapless and was quite stunning on her, though she failed to recognize it. All through the night, Pan did not speak, not with Bra, Marron, or anyone. She didn't try to either. She felt kind of separated from the rest of the world. Like she was cut off.
Dinner was being served and Pan wasn't hungry. So she strolled through the giant house, mentally admiring the furnishings, her mind trying to concentrate on something else. She took her heels off for her feet stung with blisters and she wandered the halls alone. But finally, she could escape him no longer. She came to the staircase that she and Trunks had slid down not so long ago. It brought back the memory of her first kiss with him.
"Brings back memories, doesn't it?"
Pan whirled around to find Trunks there, her skirt twirling effectively. He had dress clothes on and looked unbearably handsome.
She stared at him for a second, then said simply, "Yes, it does."
"Pan?"
She looked him in the eye. He stepped closer, so that he was five feet away from her.
Pan's heart spilled suddenly, and she closed the gap between them and pressed herself up against him. Her head came just under her chin, and she laid her head there, tears starting to fill up her eyes.
Trunks held her, almost like comforting a lost child. They were like that for a few minutes, when Trunks broke away from her. He held her arms near her elbows, so she could not run away.
"Thank you," she said, looking up at him, "For saving my life."
"It was the least I could do," Trunks replied, pulling her closer, "after all the torture I put you through with that other girl. I don't know what I was thinking. I guess I was scared that you would be my weakness, and if anything happened to you, then I would be very vulnerable. And I didn't want that to happen, so I latched myself onto another woman. I'm so sorry, Pan. I was a jerk."
She kissed him right then and there. It was a surprising kiss, even to herself, but it was gentle nevertheless. She broke away from him and said, "I missed you so much, Trunks. I think I've missed you my whole life. And now here you are, after I lost you."
"You have won me back though, Pan, and for that I am very grateful. I love you, so much."
"I love you too."
Here was when Trunks wrapped his arms about her waist, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, and they kissed. It was gentle and sweet at first, but soon became heated and passionate. It was as though he had been with her all his life, and was just seeing her after a hard day at work.
They split apart and that kiss had opened the floodgates. Out came pouring all of Pan's cooped up feelings for Trunks, her fears, her worries, her doubts. Trunks met her every confession with his own. They walked and talked, until finally they came to a bedroom.
"This is my room, it looks so unused," Trunks said, as they walked into the room. It had blue walls with a desk, laptop, and piles and piles of books. The bed was not as big as Pan would have imagined, but then again, Trunks prioritized his work. "It's kind of eerie, after having not been in it for so long."
"It's nice, not eerie. It's got a homey feeling to it, what with all the books," Pan replied. She was holding Trunks' hand.
"Now that I'm here, and not that you're here, it's much more homey, and happy."
Pan smiled at him, and Trunks smiled back, taking her face and forcing it up. He kissed her again. She kissed him back but with more force. She pressed her body up to his, their bodies forming to each other. He led her to the bed, where they lay down and cuddled. At this time, there were no naughty thoughts in Pan's head, despite the situation she was in. She was just glad to be in the embrace of Trunks, whom she had loved and missed her whole life.
All this happened while there was a cookout downstairs. Pan and Trunks lay in each other's arms, oblivious to the world outside. All they cared about was each other.
"Happy birthday, Pan-chan," Trunks said.
Love took me by the hand
Love took me by surprise
Love led me to you
And love opened up my eyes
And I was drifting away
like a drop in the ocean
And now I realize that
nothing has been as beautiful
As when I saw heaven's skies
In your eyes
In your eyes
And every time I drift away
I lose myself in you
And now I see I can be me
In everything I do
'Cause I was feeling as small
as a drop in the ocean
And now I realize that
nothing has been as beautiful
As when I saw heaven's skies
In your eyes
In your eyes
Love took me by the hand
Love took me by surprise
And I was drifting away
like a drop in the ocean
And now I've realized that
nothing has been as beautiful
As when I saw heaven's skies
In your eyes
In your eyes
~
Well, that's it folks. I hope this was a good ending. It seemed right when I wrote it. It made it lengthy for you guys, although I have to admit, Pan really had a lot of thoughts going through her head during this chapter.
I just want to say that I had a great time writing this story, and I was glad it was as successful as it was, being my first complete story. I appreciate all of my loyal reviewers and I thank you guys for sticking with me. Let me name a few: SSJ5Tigger, thank you so much for all of your helpful comments, your reviews often made me laugh; Adobo-chan, thanks so much for all of your reviews, I always looked forward to your views on my story; ummm, Skyflame2, thank you for reviewing so often, and I appreciated your steady reviewing. A few more, Trupan, ShadowObscurity, cutekitty2, and anyone I missed thank you so much.
Now, I ask you guys one more flavor. Please, in a concluding review, tell me what you liked and didn't like about my story. Also, how I could improve, and last but not least, what my next DBZ project should be. I am thinking along the lines of Bra and Goten, because I would personally love to play with their characters. I didn't really get to focus on them much, but anyway, give me some suggestions and I'll put them to mind.
Thanks again and I hope you enjoyed reading!