Life's Little Lesson
A.N.~Wrote this as a poem that had nothing to do with anything, then it became a short story...somehow it became a twisted Trunks and Pan story. Don't ask...just don't ask. It would be nice to get a review or two.
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Pan leaned up against the fence, hardly noticing the cold metal biting into her skin. Trunks had done it again...he'd cheated on her. Just when life was getting good...they were engaged, even had the blessing of Vegeta. Everything was falling into place. He just had to sleep with Marron...that blonde slut. Pan clenched her jaw to keep from screaming, to keep from crying. She couldn't show any weakness now, couldn't show the world that the granddaughter of Goku was so weak...weak enough to let Trunks break her like this.
Rain splattered her matted hair, she brushed her bangs out of her eyes. Staring up at the sky, she wondered how it could get any worse. 'Dende...Dende...could that bastard cause me anymore pain? Is that even possible?' Pan pulled her jacket tighter around her and sank to her knees. "I've got to talk to him," she whispered softly, "got to tell him it's over. I can't, I will not go crawling back to him." She shot off into the sky, strengthening her resolve as she neared Capsule Corp.
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Pan panted heavily, the color was drained from her face, her hair was frizzy. She entered the office building, ignoring the guards. They knew who she was, seen her every day for the last six months. Pan finally reached Trunks' secretary, leaning up against her desk in an attempt to catch her breath.
The secretary strained a smile as she glanced up at Pan. "Miss Pan, I really wouldn't go in there right now. Trunks is having a meeting...."
"With Marron, right? Don't worry Betty, he'll forget you ever let me pass once I get through with his sorry ass." Betty smiled broadly and let Pan go into Trunks' office without any trouble.
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Every thought she had pounded against her brain; threatening to explode, expelling a cascade of words. The calm composure she'd sought for so long was now a fleeting memory. She'd loved him, live with him, given her body to him. Pan couldn't believe she was standing right in front of him and Marron as they were going at each other.
Finally, she cleared her throat, and gathered the courage to speak, "Get off of her, just stop screwing long enough for me to talk to you." Trunks blushed and scrambled off of Marron, who grabbed her wrinkled clothes and hid behind the desk. Trunks hastily pulled on his boxers and pants, with downcast eyes listened to Pan.
"Oh, you bastard...you self-serving bastard. After all this time, you had to hurt me. You actually thought you could get away with it...with screwing her. Did you not think I couldn't smell it on you the first night you stumbled in late. The cologne couldn't cover her scent up any better than your sorry excuses. Well we...are...over! I can't live like this, I won't live like this. Burn in hell!!!" She shot forward and slapped him, eyes brimming with a salty hatred. Walking out of the silent room, Pan smirked at the looks on both their faces.
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Grabbing blindly for her key, Pan quickly unlocked the apartment door. Her footsteps echoed through the house, making known it was empty. The answering machine blinked red, the number 20 displayed in the semi-darkness. Ignoring the number, knowing it was him, Pan slipped the diamond ring off her finger, fighting the temptation to throw it into the fire; instead placing it on the mantle.
She threw herself onto the couch, holding back the tears. 'Pull yourself together Pan-chan,' she smiled at the thought of her old nickname, 'no one wants to hear you crying. Not even Dende...you don't want to stain your face. Saiyajins don't cry...what would your grandfather say?' The mention of Goku sent a suppressed sob rushing through her body.
"Why did this have to happen to me? I was a good girlfriend...I gave that bastard my soul. Why, why, why, why...." Pan choked on the sobs wracking her body. She was so weak she couldn't even get up to get the razor blade that had flashed through her mind minutes before. Laying on the couch, she drifted off to a pained sleep.
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The doorbell rang incessantly, Pan rolled over trying to block out the sound. There was no way in hell she was letting him in. "Panny...Panny..." she muttered, mocking him. Several loud blows shattered the door and she jumped up screaming.
"You idiot! You broke my door!!!" She stopped, noticing Goten was with him. "You brought him with you? Goten how could you side with this asshole! Don't you know what he did to me?" Her eyes flashed red and she crossed her arms over her chest.
"Pan, I'm here to see that you two don't hurt each other. Trunks called all last night...he's..." Pan quickly cut Goten off by sending a ki blast above his head.
"Sorry? Sorry? I saw him sleeping with Marron...he was sleeping with that slut! I know he's sorry, sorry that when my dad finds out Trunks is going to get his ass kicked." She reached for the phone and Trunks grabbed her wrist and roughly brought her to him.
"Panny, please, please stop. You're hurting both of us by doing this. I love you, just you...I promise." Pan collapsed into his arms and cried on his shirt. Goten quietly snuck out the door, leaving the two alone.
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Pan sighed and leaned back against her pillow. She growled silently to herself, watching as Trunks softly breathed in and out. 'Dende...how could I have been so weak...so foolish? I went back to him...went back to the cheating bastard.' Now they were mated...bonded...she knew he couldn't cheat on her anymore. All that meant was that he sparred more, worked later...even her grandparents had a loving relationship. No, it was just convinent...they'd kept the Saiyajin race going...the blood line flowing.
She heard their baby crying on the other side of the room, she rose, careful not to wake Trunks. Shushing the little baby to her breast, she rocked back and forth on her heels. Aiko was the best thing to come out of her mistake. "I love you baby girl...you daddy even loves you...my little beloved baby..." Pan softly cried, whimpering as she laid the baby back into her crib.
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Well? I know...Pan gave in. I dunno...what do you think? Is there enough there to continue??? Hope you liked it, please review.
A.N.~Wrote this as a poem that had nothing to do with anything, then it became a short story...somehow it became a twisted Trunks and Pan story. Don't ask...just don't ask. It would be nice to get a review or two.
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Pan leaned up against the fence, hardly noticing the cold metal biting into her skin. Trunks had done it again...he'd cheated on her. Just when life was getting good...they were engaged, even had the blessing of Vegeta. Everything was falling into place. He just had to sleep with Marron...that blonde slut. Pan clenched her jaw to keep from screaming, to keep from crying. She couldn't show any weakness now, couldn't show the world that the granddaughter of Goku was so weak...weak enough to let Trunks break her like this.
Rain splattered her matted hair, she brushed her bangs out of her eyes. Staring up at the sky, she wondered how it could get any worse. 'Dende...Dende...could that bastard cause me anymore pain? Is that even possible?' Pan pulled her jacket tighter around her and sank to her knees. "I've got to talk to him," she whispered softly, "got to tell him it's over. I can't, I will not go crawling back to him." She shot off into the sky, strengthening her resolve as she neared Capsule Corp.
***
Pan panted heavily, the color was drained from her face, her hair was frizzy. She entered the office building, ignoring the guards. They knew who she was, seen her every day for the last six months. Pan finally reached Trunks' secretary, leaning up against her desk in an attempt to catch her breath.
The secretary strained a smile as she glanced up at Pan. "Miss Pan, I really wouldn't go in there right now. Trunks is having a meeting...."
"With Marron, right? Don't worry Betty, he'll forget you ever let me pass once I get through with his sorry ass." Betty smiled broadly and let Pan go into Trunks' office without any trouble.
***
Every thought she had pounded against her brain; threatening to explode, expelling a cascade of words. The calm composure she'd sought for so long was now a fleeting memory. She'd loved him, live with him, given her body to him. Pan couldn't believe she was standing right in front of him and Marron as they were going at each other.
Finally, she cleared her throat, and gathered the courage to speak, "Get off of her, just stop screwing long enough for me to talk to you." Trunks blushed and scrambled off of Marron, who grabbed her wrinkled clothes and hid behind the desk. Trunks hastily pulled on his boxers and pants, with downcast eyes listened to Pan.
"Oh, you bastard...you self-serving bastard. After all this time, you had to hurt me. You actually thought you could get away with it...with screwing her. Did you not think I couldn't smell it on you the first night you stumbled in late. The cologne couldn't cover her scent up any better than your sorry excuses. Well we...are...over! I can't live like this, I won't live like this. Burn in hell!!!" She shot forward and slapped him, eyes brimming with a salty hatred. Walking out of the silent room, Pan smirked at the looks on both their faces.
***
Grabbing blindly for her key, Pan quickly unlocked the apartment door. Her footsteps echoed through the house, making known it was empty. The answering machine blinked red, the number 20 displayed in the semi-darkness. Ignoring the number, knowing it was him, Pan slipped the diamond ring off her finger, fighting the temptation to throw it into the fire; instead placing it on the mantle.
She threw herself onto the couch, holding back the tears. 'Pull yourself together Pan-chan,' she smiled at the thought of her old nickname, 'no one wants to hear you crying. Not even Dende...you don't want to stain your face. Saiyajins don't cry...what would your grandfather say?' The mention of Goku sent a suppressed sob rushing through her body.
"Why did this have to happen to me? I was a good girlfriend...I gave that bastard my soul. Why, why, why, why...." Pan choked on the sobs wracking her body. She was so weak she couldn't even get up to get the razor blade that had flashed through her mind minutes before. Laying on the couch, she drifted off to a pained sleep.
***
The doorbell rang incessantly, Pan rolled over trying to block out the sound. There was no way in hell she was letting him in. "Panny...Panny..." she muttered, mocking him. Several loud blows shattered the door and she jumped up screaming.
"You idiot! You broke my door!!!" She stopped, noticing Goten was with him. "You brought him with you? Goten how could you side with this asshole! Don't you know what he did to me?" Her eyes flashed red and she crossed her arms over her chest.
"Pan, I'm here to see that you two don't hurt each other. Trunks called all last night...he's..." Pan quickly cut Goten off by sending a ki blast above his head.
"Sorry? Sorry? I saw him sleeping with Marron...he was sleeping with that slut! I know he's sorry, sorry that when my dad finds out Trunks is going to get his ass kicked." She reached for the phone and Trunks grabbed her wrist and roughly brought her to him.
"Panny, please, please stop. You're hurting both of us by doing this. I love you, just you...I promise." Pan collapsed into his arms and cried on his shirt. Goten quietly snuck out the door, leaving the two alone.
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Pan sighed and leaned back against her pillow. She growled silently to herself, watching as Trunks softly breathed in and out. 'Dende...how could I have been so weak...so foolish? I went back to him...went back to the cheating bastard.' Now they were mated...bonded...she knew he couldn't cheat on her anymore. All that meant was that he sparred more, worked later...even her grandparents had a loving relationship. No, it was just convinent...they'd kept the Saiyajin race going...the blood line flowing.
She heard their baby crying on the other side of the room, she rose, careful not to wake Trunks. Shushing the little baby to her breast, she rocked back and forth on her heels. Aiko was the best thing to come out of her mistake. "I love you baby girl...you daddy even loves you...my little beloved baby..." Pan softly cried, whimpering as she laid the baby back into her crib.
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Well? I know...Pan gave in. I dunno...what do you think? Is there enough there to continue??? Hope you liked it, please review.