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I Never Dreamed	By : AMCM Category: Dragon Ball Z > General Views: 4691 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I Never Dreamed
By: AMCM74

Chapter 8

It was very late when Trunk walked through the door to Capsule Corps. After all he had been through in the last three days. Flying to America, meeting Devero, finding out he was going to be a father, flybackback immediately, and trying to deal with Pan and her family. He didn't think he could handle one more event in his life until he had more then three hours of sleep in the comforts of his own bed.
That was until he looked up and saw his father staring at him.

"You have made your mother worry," Vegeta was standing right there in front of Trunks, arms crossed and a surly look on his features. Trunks looked to the ceiling and prayed that the earth would just swallow him up.
Vegeta saw the fatigue on his son's face, but didn't back off in the least. "Do you know what happens when your mother worries?� The Saiyan Prince demanded. �Of course not, so I will tell you how she reacts to you antics. She tells me! Repeat ably! I have been locked out of the Gravity room until I deal with what ever is bothering you, as a �good father� should. She blames me for not taking more interest in your life." Vegeta fairly growled his next words "You will now tell me who she is."

Trunks set his bags down and pulled off his trench coat in silence. He avoided looking his father in the face for several moments. It wasn't like Trunks to defy his father. He was hanging the trench coat in the front closet, when the curiosity got to him enough to ask. "How do you know it was a woman?"

"I know because I am your father, and I have a sense about these things. Now do you dispense with your stalling? Or would you prefer I beat the information I want from you." Vegeta was aching for a fight, but then when wasn�t he?

"Fine, I went to the United States to find Pan." Trunks sighed running his hand through the lavender hair. The last thing he wanted to do was fight.

Vegeta froze. The anger vanished to an unreadable expression "Did you find her?"

"Not there. She has been in Japan for the last two months." Trunks got a creepy feeling when he looked at his father. "Is there anything else?"

"No." Vegeta turned to walk away, but before he left he added, �Do not scare your mother again. Or you really will have to answer to me."

Trunks shook his head. That was way to easy. The bad thing was he was too tired to press his luck.

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Vegeta could feel his inside shaking as he walked back down the hall toward his room. He had sensed Pan's return those few months ago. Her ki was as distinguishing as a fingerprint. So highly trained, Vegeta could not help but tell the differences in it. He could kick himself now for not figuring this out before. Pan was pregnant with Trunks' baby. His blood would be mixed with Kakkarot's, but what did that matter. His son would finally have and heir, an heir of Saiyan blood no less. There was another thing he liked about this situation. He finally knew something Bulma did not. A smug smile worked it�s way on to the Saiyan Prince�s lips. Tomorrow would be a better day indeed!

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Pan stretched in her bed. Waking up was harder these days. If it weren't for her hunger she would never leave her room. Her mind played over yesterday's events. She smiled with schoolgirl delight. It was like a fairy tale. Trunks rushing in like her knight in shinning armor, then carrying her off. He had even proposed. Pan giggled and hugged her pillow tight as she flipped to her back. At the sound of her laugh, she frowned. She hadn't actually giggled had she? It had been years since she had out grown that childish habit. "Get a hold of yourself, you're a full grown woman not a hormonally challenged teenager." Her head answered with, "Then why do you act like one around him." She sighed. This was true. Every time he touched her. No matter how angry she was she fell right ihis his arms. She was such a hypocrite. "It's settled then. Trunks is here by banished from touching me ever again." Some part of her brain that controlled reality was laughing madly at her.

"Pan, phone!" Videl walked in with the cordless. "I knew you were up. I am not sure who it is, but he has been calling every hour since seven A.M."

Pan sat up right. Seven A.M.! Only one person was so motivated. Pan grabbed the phone and held it close "Mark!" She smiled and nodded to her mother. As Videl left the room she wondered who Mark was, and more importantly what would Trunks say.

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Mark Devero sat at a little corner table at an exclusive restaurant. "Pansy, I had to call and let you know I am in Japan for the next few days. I wanted to see how things were coming along." He paused listening to the tirade that flowed into his ear. No matter how serious she was he found her anger comical. There was no way he could ever be angry with her. Not even when she had told him she was pregnant. He had been devastated that she refused his marriage proposal. It was her decision to make, but after meeting Trunks Brief, Devero knew that it wasn't love that would win Pan's heart. It would be persistence.
As the America's leading businessman he defiantly had enough of that. His only real competition was Trunks Brief. Sure he was her baby's father, but Devero was sure he could over come that obstacle and give Pan the life she deserved as his wife. If there was anything a man like Devero knew it was business. He was already investing in his new dream. If things kept progressing as planned Trunks would no longer be a threat. "I know I should have kept my big mouth shut, but what was I suppose to tell the guy. He wanted me to fire you for cry out loud. Yes that is what heted ted originally."
Looking up he saw a beautiful woman with blue hair moving toward him. Looking down at his portfolio, he saw the same woman in the picture before him. Next to it was the name Bulma Briefs of Capsule Corporations and a long biography under it detailing everything there was to now about her. (Short, of course, her relationship with Goku and the dragon balls) "Listen Pan, my new business partner is here. I need to go. Can we get together later? Sure I have your address I will drop by and pick you up about eight tonight. You know I love ya, Pansy-girl. Later." Devero stood up as he hung up his phone with a flick of his wrist. He greeted Bulma, with a welcoming smile. "Mrs. Brief, so good of you to met with me on such short notice."

"I hope I didn't interrupt anything important. "Bulma dropped her purse on the chair and shook his hand.

Devero nodded, "The love of my life," Devero blushed a bit holding up the phone. "But I get to spend time with her later. So let's see what we can accomplish today."

Bulma smiled. It was rare to see such a sweet act from a young businessman like Devero. Sitting down she replied "For Capsules newest stockholder, anything."

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Once again I have to find a good place to stop and this cliffhanger had me enthralled. So I am sure you want to strangle me now. Trunks oingoing to have more then just Pan to worry about these days. Devero is in town with his charm set on high, and Capsule Corps in his sights�
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