Disclaimer: How I wished I owned this. I mean, even I could do it better than FUNimation. Yeah, I own nothing but the voices in my head and the Danish.
Well actually, you don't own either. You stole Jenn from SOT's 'Jennsin' and Silence from that play 'Hero at Hatch's Mill' (did I just remember that, sans scribbler?)
Oh shut up. I still own the danish and you'll get it OVER MY DEAD BODY!!!
On with the story oh and yes, I'm now declaring to all that I love DBZ, I love Trunks, and all other Anime basically. Man that felt good.
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Three Simple Words
Three simple words,
I long to say,
I long to hear.
I can feel it in my heart,
Fills my mind, fills my soul.
How do I know this is real?
That it isn't a dream,
A simple wish.
Why am I afraid?
Why do I hold myself back?
It feels right
When you're with me.
Why can't I say it?
Three simple words.
I tell myself,
'They're just words.'
Then why am I afraid?
I feel safe
In your arms
I don't want to lose you.
Don't want to lose
This happiness.
That's whay I am afraid.
Will you say them first?
Should I take the chance?
Three simple words,
And my life would change.
Forever.
I don't want to be afraid anymore.
I don't want to hide.
Three simple words.
I never thought I would be afraid
Of something so small.
~Why do I have to love you?~
Pan bit back a cry as a silent tear ran down her cheek. She couldn't stop thinking about him. Every thought she had revolved around him, every dream.
She stared at the picture in her hands of the two of them together, laughing their heads of. Trunks was lying upside down on the couch, his feet stuck up in the air, trying to fend off Pan after he had eaten the last slice of pizza. Pan smiled, remembering the stupid stuff they used to do.
Kami, how she missed that.
Shs used to sneak over to his office during the day and bring him pizza, saving him from 'it' as he would call his work. They would stay up late just talking about stuff. Life, food, their shared passion of old Mel Brooks movies. Trunks was her best friend. He was always willing to put aside everything else if she had a problem and needed to vent. He would tell her stuff that he would never have told anyone else. Not even Goten. He trusted her beyond words.
Pan would have given anything to have all that back.
To just be friends again.
She felt like she had betrayed him.
Betrayed his trust.
It hurt. Oh how it hurt. He would never love her back. No more than a friend, or a sister. He would never want to love her like that.
She couldn't tell him. She loved him too much to tell him. The irony of it made her smile slightly. No. She was his friend.
She didn't want to lose his friendship. She didn't want to lose her best friend.
If she told him, that's exactly what would happen.
That didn't make the pain any less.
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A/N: Okay, where the HELL did that come from?
Shush, come down Jenn, I'd like you to meet someone. Silence this is Jennsyn a.k.a. weird freakish horror/parody writer. Jenn meet Silence, the newest edition to the authors head. She's the love/angsty writer.
'Great, another one'
To Review or Not To Review, that is the question.
What kind of question is that? You'd all better review if you know whats good for you.
STOP THREATNING THE READERS!!!
Well actually, you don't own either. You stole Jenn from SOT's 'Jennsin' and Silence from that play 'Hero at Hatch's Mill' (did I just remember that, sans scribbler?)
Oh shut up. I still own the danish and you'll get it OVER MY DEAD BODY!!!
On with the story oh and yes, I'm now declaring to all that I love DBZ, I love Trunks, and all other Anime basically. Man that felt good.
____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Three Simple Words
Three simple words,
I long to say,
I long to hear.
I can feel it in my heart,
Fills my mind, fills my soul.
How do I know this is real?
That it isn't a dream,
A simple wish.
Why am I afraid?
Why do I hold myself back?
It feels right
When you're with me.
Why can't I say it?
Three simple words.
I tell myself,
'They're just words.'
Then why am I afraid?
I feel safe
In your arms
I don't want to lose you.
Don't want to lose
This happiness.
That's whay I am afraid.
Will you say them first?
Should I take the chance?
Three simple words,
And my life would change.
Forever.
I don't want to be afraid anymore.
I don't want to hide.
Three simple words.
I never thought I would be afraid
Of something so small.
~Why do I have to love you?~
Pan bit back a cry as a silent tear ran down her cheek. She couldn't stop thinking about him. Every thought she had revolved around him, every dream.
She stared at the picture in her hands of the two of them together, laughing their heads of. Trunks was lying upside down on the couch, his feet stuck up in the air, trying to fend off Pan after he had eaten the last slice of pizza. Pan smiled, remembering the stupid stuff they used to do.
Kami, how she missed that.
Shs used to sneak over to his office during the day and bring him pizza, saving him from 'it' as he would call his work. They would stay up late just talking about stuff. Life, food, their shared passion of old Mel Brooks movies. Trunks was her best friend. He was always willing to put aside everything else if she had a problem and needed to vent. He would tell her stuff that he would never have told anyone else. Not even Goten. He trusted her beyond words.
Pan would have given anything to have all that back.
To just be friends again.
She felt like she had betrayed him.
Betrayed his trust.
It hurt. Oh how it hurt. He would never love her back. No more than a friend, or a sister. He would never want to love her like that.
She couldn't tell him. She loved him too much to tell him. The irony of it made her smile slightly. No. She was his friend.
She didn't want to lose his friendship. She didn't want to lose her best friend.
If she told him, that's exactly what would happen.
That didn't make the pain any less.
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A/N: Okay, where the HELL did that come from?
Shush, come down Jenn, I'd like you to meet someone. Silence this is Jennsyn a.k.a. weird freakish horror/parody writer. Jenn meet Silence, the newest edition to the authors head. She's the love/angsty writer.
'Great, another one'
To Review or Not To Review, that is the question.
What kind of question is that? You'd all better review if you know whats good for you.
STOP THREATNING THE READERS!!!