Our story starts off at a Doctor's Office. The waiting room is filled with people and lots of little children. It seemed that everyone was talking at once.
"I don't want a shot, Mommy!"
"God, what's taking so long...."
"HEY!!! I was playing with that toy!!"
"No, I was!!"
"I WAS!!!"
"I WAS!!!"
In the midst of all this, it seemed that one young woman was silent.
Pan Son glanced up from the magazine she wasn't really reading to see a seven-year-old and a nine-year-old beating the crap out of each other.
Pan giggled quietly, for this scene was the only thing that was calming her nerves.
She was seeing her doctor because she thought she was becoming ill. She had puked three times in one week alone, and she was having strange cravings for anything edible.
She was worried that she might be real ill. And this scene before her was highly amusing.
The boys' mother was screaming at them.
"Rodd!!!! Todd!!!! Stop that now!!!! Both of you!!!!"
Pan put down the magazine. Despite their mother's order, the boys were still beating the crap out of each other and had gotten the attention of everyone in the waiting room. A fight was better than reading a magazine.
Some children and men were laughing. And the women looked mortified.
Suddenly, someone appeared. Everyone fell silent. Even the two boys.
"Pan Son?" said the person.
Pan stood. Finally.
She had come by herself. After all, she was twenty-two, and she figured what she had wasn't at all serious.
As she left the waiting room, she heard the two boys fighting again.
She followed the person into an office with an examining table on it.
"Dr. Pepper will be with you in a few minutes, Miss Son," said the person. "Till then, please get into this." The person handed Pan a robe type thing patients in hospitals wore.
"Okay," said Pan. "Thanks."
She took off her clothes, leaving on her underwear, and waited.
A few minutes later, Dr. Pepper walked in, all smiles.
"Hello there, Pan," he said cheerfully. "What seems to be the problem?"
"Well," said Pan. "I think I'm getting sick."
"Really? How so?"
"I vomited three times this week. And I'm eating nearly anything."
Dr. Pepper's eyes widened. "Uh, okay Pan. I'm now going to examine your stomach. Just lift up the robe, and reveal your stomach."
She did. He examined it, his fingers probing at it.
"Okay. You can cover yourself now."
She did.
Dr. Pepper held a smile, but his face was pale.
"What's wrong, Doc?" asked Pan.
"Um, Pan? Can you come with me, please?"
"Okay."
She followed him into a room with a large machine.
"This machine allows you to see the inside of your stomach," he said. "I'll need you to lay down on the examining table."
"Okay," said Pan, laying down on it. The machine made several noises, then an image showed on a white screen to the right of her.
It was a bit blotchy, but the doctor saw it clear enough. He turned to Pan, his face really pale.
"Well, Pan. You aren't ridding with disease."
"That's good. But what's wrong?"
"Sit up and I'll tell you."
She did. He looked her in the eyes.
"Pan, you're eight weeks pregnant. And you are carrying twins.
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"Hi Pan-honey," said Videl, her mom, as Pan walked through the front door.
Pan was so lost in thought, she didn't hear her mother. She walked past her, not saying anything.
"That's odd," said Chichi. "Pan always says hi."
"Oh I know the problem!" said Gohan. "She got a loser boyfriend!!! Oh god!! I bet he has tattoos all over his body!!! And piercing!!!"
"Whatever Gohan," said Goten. "And I'm sure his name is Butch."
"Dear God!!!! That's it!!!! Pan!!! Get down here!!!"
Pan did, still lost in thought.
"What'd I do?" asked Pan.
"You are not to see this Butch anymore!!! He might get you to pierce your bellybutton!!! Or worse, he might get you to get a tattoo on your face!!!! AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"
"Uh, Uncle Goten? What's Dad talking about?"
"He drank too much coffee. And he thinks you're seeing a guy named Butch."
"Oh no, Daddy. I'm not seeing him. I'm seeing-" She stopped dead in her sentence.
Trunks.
Oh God. He was the twins' father. After all, they were seeing each other. And had some.....quiet moments. It was all too obvious.
"Uh, Mom? Grandma Chichi? I need to talk to you two. Let's go to my room."
Videl and Chichi followed her, very confused.
"I knew it!!!!!" cried Gohan. "She's confessing she's seeing Butch!!!!!!"
"Dude, get a grip!!!!" said Goten. "She's not seeing him. She's seeing Trunks.....oops."
"WHHHHHHAAAAAAATTTTTT?!?!?!?!"
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"Okay Hon," said Videl. "What's up?"
"I....I....." stuttered Pan.
"What, Hon?" said Chichi.
"I'm pregnant with twins and Trunks is the father," Pan said in one big rush.
Videl and Chichi stared at her in shock.
"Pr....pregnant?" said Videl.
"OH MY GAWD!!!!!" cried Chichi. "MY GRANDDAUGHTER IS GONNA HAVE TWINS!!!!!!!"
"No Grandma! Keep your voice down!!" gasped Pan.
Too late.
Pan stared with terrified eyes toward her door as she heard pounding feet, and saw her door get kicked open.
Gohan stood there, his eyes red, Goten standing behind him.
"Who's the father?!" Gohan growled.
"Uh, Trunks?" squeaked Pan.
Gohan's face went red. "Trunks, huh?! You're not pregnant!!!!!! You were raped!!!!!!"
"Daddy!!!!!" cried Pan. "Trunks isn't the kind of person who'd force me into something like that!!!! I wanted it to happen!!!!"
"He's got a LOT of nerve getting a minor pregnant!!!!!!!!"
"Dad, I'm not a minor. I'm twenty-two."
"Uh.....still!!!! He's got no right getting you pregnant!!!! Did he bring up marriage?!"
"Well, no, but-"
"But nothing!!!! He's got no right in doing that to you before even thinking about marriage!!!!!''
''Uh, Gohan?" said Goten. ''I hope you recall that you got Videl pregnant before even thinking 'bout marrying her."
''That's right," said Videl.
"Uh uh uh......this is different!!!!!!"
"How so?''asked Goten.
"Just shut the hell up, Goten!!!!!!! You're just supporting Pan 'cause you're dating Bra!!!!!!"
"Well, I'm supporting Pan 'cause she's an adult and she can do whatever the hell she wants!"
Thanks uncle, thought Pan.
"Well, I am not letting Trunks get away with this!!!!" cried Gohan, flying out the window.
"Oh no!!!" cried Pan. "He's gonna kill Trunks!!!! I'd better call him!!!!!!"
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"Trunks! Hey Trunks!! Earth to Trunks!!!"
Trunks was so lost in thought, he couldn't hear Bra screaming in his ear.
Hmmmm......he thought. Should I give it to her? It cost me 1000 dollars after all.....but she might get scared and....
Then Bra found the best way to get Trunks's attention. Turning around, she yelled, "Hi Pan!!!! What brings you here?!"
Trunks snapped out of it. He sat up, saying,"Where?! Where's Pan?!"
"God Trunks you are obsessed with Pan!!!!"
"HUH?!?!?!"
"Why don't you just admit it? I mean, I am going out with Goten and HE isn't afraid to admit he's going out with me!!!!"
"That's 'cause he's an idiot."
"SHUT UP!!!!!!!!" Bra grabbed Trunks by his collar and shoke him hard. Something fell out of his shirt pocket.
"What's this?" asked Bra, scooping up the tiny black velvet box.
"HEY!!!!!!" yelled Trunks.
Bra opened it and gasped.
A ring, with a diamond in the shape of a carnation, sat in there, against saffire blue velvet.
"HOLY $%^# TRUNKS!!!!!!!" she screamed. "This is an engagement ring!!!!!!!"
"Duh," said Trunks, ripping the box out of Bra's hands and putting it back into his pocket.
"Whoa. You and Pan ARE serious."
"I still got to ask her."
Just then, the doorbell rang.
So did the phone.
"I'll get the phone," said Bra. "You get the door."
"Fine fine," muttered Trunks. "Geez, when you think the robot servants could do all this....or even Mom or Dad....but they're on vacation.....geez...."
He opened the door to see Gohan.
Gohan had a plastered smile on his face.
"Hi Gohan-san!" said Trunks. "Uh, you want to come in?"
"Trunks," said Gohan. "It became clear to me that it's been a long time since I took you to a bar. Want to go?"
Trunks looked at him oddly. Gohan had never invited him to a bar. Only Goten and his friends.
But he couldn't refuse him.
"Of course, Gohan-san."
"GOOD. Let's go."
Trunks felt a tad nervous as he flew away with Gohan.
Just then, Bra appeared at the frontdoor.
"Trunks. Pan's on the phone. She said Gohan was coming and said to wat-oh. Nevermind. Gomen Pan. He's gone with Gohan. What? YOU ARE?!?!?! Oh. No wonder. Oh. And that's a bad thing? Uh huh. He has it coming. Uh huh. Okay. Bye."
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"C'mon Twunks," gurgled Gohan. "Dwink up. Ya onwy had 'do dwinks."
Trunks sighed. They had been at this bar for almost two hours. It was close to night and Gohan was drunk out of his mind. Trunks only drank two glasses so he would be sober enough to direct Gohan home.
"Twunks!!! Dwink!!!! Ya a MAN!!!! All MEN dwink!!!!!"
Trunks stared at him. "What're talking 'bout, Gohan-san?"
"All MEN have sex doo!!!!!"
Trunks stiffened. Who told him?!
One or two drunks were glancing in their direction.
"ALL MEN GET WAMEN PREGNANT!!"
"WHAT?!?!?!" cried Trunks.
Now they had they attention of everyone in the bar.
Gohan glared at Trunks, his eyes red. "YA HAD SEX WITH MY DAUGHTER!!!!! YA GOT HER PREGNANT!!!!"
Trunks gaped at him in shock. Pan was pregnant?!
"YA MAN ENOUGH DO DO TAT, YA MAN ENOUGH DA FIGHT ME!!!!!!!!"
"Right on!!!!!" shouted one drunk.
Gohan stumbled out of his seat, getting into a sloppy fighting stance. "YA AND ME TWUNKS!!!!!! RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!"
"Oh.......God......." said Trunks, standing up. He prayed someone would interfere.
However, no one did.
Now even the bartender.
"All bets on this fight at the counter!" cried the bartender, waving an arm.
Much to Trunks's dismay, no one bet on him.
"LET'S GO!!!!!!!" shouted Gohan, charging at him.
Trunks put up his arms in defense, knowing he wouldn't win.
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Pan paced her badroom. It was past midnight. Gohan had come home, a smile on his face. She knew he had beat the crap out of Trunks.
She hadn't bothered getting into her nightclothes. She was waiting for Trunks to call.
Tap. Tap.
Pan jerked at the sound. Someone was tapping on her window.
She looked and cried out.
Trunks was floating outside her window.
And he was VERY bruised up.
"Trunks!" she whispered, afraid Gohan might hear her. She opened the window and let him in.
He fell in a heap on her floor.
Pan dug into her desk until she found a small piece of a Senzu Bean.
"Here."
Trunks ate it. Slowly, the bruises disappeared.
Pan hugged him tightly. "I'm so sorry Trunks!!! I tried to-"
"Pan, calm down," said Trunks, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "I'm fine now."
"I-"
"Pan, come with me. I need to ask you something."
"Okay."
He flew out the window with Pan close behind.
She followed him to his house, and he landed on the roof.
She did too.
"What do you want to ask me?" she asked.
He sighed then knelt down.
Pan looked at him in shock.
He took her hand.
"Pan. I love you."
"I love you too,Trunks. But I have a feeling you didn't bring me here to tell me that."
"You're right." With shaking fingers, he pulled out a tiny black velvet box.
He opened it and pulled out the ring inside it.
Pan gasped. A diamond in the shape of a carnation was on the ring.
It was an engagement ring.
Trunks held it to her hand.
"Pan, it would the greatest of honors for me if you would accept my hand in marriage.
Pan felt tears spill out of her eyes. She had waited a LONG time for him to ask that.
"Hell ya!!!!!" she cried.
He smiled, slipping the beautiful ring onto her finger.
Pan threw her arms around him tightly. He returned her hug.
"Uh, by the way Pan, are you pregnant?"
"Yes. It's twins."
"TWINS?!?!?! Whoa!!! No wonder Gohan beat me up!!!!"
"And I bet when I tell my Daddy 'bout this, he'll come back to beat you up again. And all you will say is 'Please don't kill me!!'."
"Uh, can we wait awhile BEFORE we tell Gohan?"
"Sure."
"Thanks." He pressed another kissed to her forehead.
"I think I should go home," said Pan. "It's pretty late."
"Stay a while," pleaded Trunks.
"Um.....okay."
"Thank you."
They held each other tightly and stared at the stars, which seemed to glow just for them.
~The End~
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Note: How's that? My first romantic fanfic. Well, there was some humor to it, because I didn't want it to be completely romantic. But then again, I'm sure Gohan would actually want to kill Trunks if this ever happened. I hoped you liked it! ^_^
