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He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not

Chapter Three

Pan: 17 Bra: 19 Trunks: 21 Goten: 20 Marron: 19 Mari Trunks: 18

As they both flew towards capsule corp. Trunks looked at Pan, “Hey why don’t you go home and get some sparring gear and meet me back at my place.”

“Ok, see you in a few,” with that Pan started to fly in the direction of her house. She continued to visualize what happened that night at the island, and she blushed. I never knew that Trunks felt that way about me. Pan finally got back to her house and walked through the front door.

“Hey sweet heart,” Videl was in the kitchen making lunch for her father, “are you hungry?”

“No thanks mom, I’m going over to Bulma’s house I’ll eat lunch over there.” Pan passed the kitchen and went straight to her bedroom to get her gear and put it on. As so as she got her gear on she opened up her window and flew out it towards capsule corp. She landed and walked to the front door.

“Hey Pan if your looking for Trunks he is in the training room with Marron,” Bulma said with a cheerful smile.

“Thanks Bulma, oh and later do you think I can have lunch with you guys?”

“Sure no problem Pan, at least you don’t eat me out of house and home, thank goodness I’m the richest woman in the world or I wouldn’t be able to feed all you sayjins.”

Pan took the stars up to the training room, as she reached it she peered into the window and saw Trunks and Marron. As she opened the door to the room she saw them more clearly. “Trunks…” Pan whispered. Trunks heard her and turned away from kissing Marron. Pan’s eyes begun to fill up with tears. “I can’t believe you!” she screamed.

“I guess this is where I leave the room, I will see you later Trunks.” Marron passed by Pan, “bye Pan,” she whispered and ran down the stairs.
Trunks looked down at the floor, and then looked back up at her with out saying a word. “so what you said to me last and this morning was a lie?”

Pan’s eyes swelled up with more tears, “You please tell me that it wasn’t a lie Trunks!” she shouted at him, tears steaming down her cheeks.

“I can’t Pan, I realized that I don’t have feelings for you.” Trunks said without any concern in his voice what so ever.

“But I love you Trunks, doesn’t that mean any thing to you?” Pan tears started to stop and her sadness turned into anger.

“It’s just puppy love little Pan you don’t really love me, once you grow up a little you will realize that.”

She couldn’t believe what she was hearing from him. It was just last night and even this morning that he professed his love to her. And now he is completely denying it. She was so confused and furious that he would just play with her emotions like that. “I can’t believe you Trunks!” she screamed at him and ran out the door down the stairs, passing Marron, who was taking her sweet time getting down.

“Pan, what’s wrong I thought you were staying for lunch?” Bulma tried to ask her but she had already run out the door. Pan flew towards home. She didn’t know what to do, she had finally realized her feelings for Trunks and she finds out he was just playing with her heart. She finally got to her house and flew into her already opened window. Pissed she tore off her sparing gear and headed towards her bathroom to take a cold shower.

As the freezing water engulfed her body she slid on the wall of the shower wall to sit down in the tub. She started to sob uncontrollably into her hands. She cried till there were no more tears to shed. “I just want to disappear,” she whispered to herself. After a while Pan picked her self up and turned off the shower. She wrapped her towel around herself and walked into her room. As she looked up she saw Trunks standing in the middle of her room. “Trunks you pervert! Get out of my room!” Pan screamed.

Trunks tuned around and looked at pan, even more confused. “Do I know you? I thought this was Gohan’s room.” He blushed when he realized what lack of clothing she was wearing.

“I’m Pan, a** hole! And now you’re denying you ever met me! You a** hole! And why is your hair longer? I just saw you!” she shook her head and walked towards him, trying to push him out of her room. “It doesn’t matter how different you look any ways, I don’t ever want to see your face again! I can’t believe you had the gull to come to my house!” Pan screamed at him.

“Pan what’s going on in there?” Gohan opened Pan’s door. “Hey Mari Trunks, long time no see, what are you doing in this time line?” Gohan slapped him on the back. “I see you have met my daughter Pan.”

Pan blinked at her dad and trunks, “You mean this is the Trunks from the future you were telling me about?” Pan looked astonished, she shook her head, “well I hate any Trunks from the present or the future you all are a** holes!” pan yelled again, pushing her father and Mari Trunks out her door and slammed it.

“Well it seem she got into a fight with Trunks again,” he cupped his chin, “but I think is a lot more serious than just a regular fight.” Gohan shrugged and walked down the stairs.

“Is there anything I can do, I mean to help the situation,” Trunks sounded concerned. He said following Gohan down the stairs.

“No not really, so Trunks, how old are you now?” Gohan changed the subject.

“Eighteen. Why?”

“Just wondering,” Gohan smirked, “so what brings your to our timeline again? Something wrong in the future?” Gohan had finished descending the stairs and walked in the kitchen.

Trunks looked down at the floor, “My mother died.”

Pan walked into the kitchen as soon as he said that. “Your mother died?! Of what?”

Trunks turned around to see a very concerned Pan, “She had a stroke, before she died she told me that if she ever passed away that I should use the time machine to go to a time I will feel much better, so I came here.”

Pan suddenly felt sorry she even asked and looked towards the ground, “Sorry.” She said as she quickly turned around and headed towards the living room. Damn Trunks! I hate both of them! she thought to her self as she slumped on the couch with a huge sigh. Pan’s eyes softened when she remembered the kiss that Trunks had given her in the leaves, but some how her memory was different, instead of the present trunks she was picturing her kissing Mari Trunks, with his long blue silky hair brushing aside her cheek. Blushing she whispered his name, and hugged a couch pillow.