Harmony looked up from the written reports. It was clear that both Marron and Goten had feelings for each other, so this wouldn't be a difficult mission. In fact, It would be great for two beginners.Her small blue eyes looked though her glasses and onto the two figures standing nervously in front of her.
"Well, It seems clear you two know what you're doing, you've made a good start" She folded the papers back up, and closed the brown folder. "You two have to the end of the week to complete your task. Dismissed"
Trunks and Pan nodded, then left through the bronze gates guarding the castle.
"Shall we go my lady?" Trunks linked his arm through his beautiful maidens, and started walking down the steps leaving Heaven's Peak, and into the world of the living.
The tapping of Pan's heals echoed around them, her long flowing while gown tumbled out behind her, as she griped the hand of her lover.
"Trunks," she spoke softly, "When you go to see Goten today, would you please stop by my room and pick up my diary? Its personal and I don't really wanting others to see what’s written in it." She had stopped walking and was now gazing into his eyes. "Maybe some of my photo albums to? Please?"
Trunks only smiled in response, and nodded indicating he would get the items.
.
Throwing her arms around his waist, she buried her head in his chest, "Thank
you, Trunks"
Marron held the note that Pan had left her the day before tightly in her hand.
Thoughts raced through her mind, at 100 miles per hour. ‘What did Pan mean?
Does she know? If she does, others could to. How did she find out? Has she told
anyone? Goten! Did she tell him?'
He fingers nervously folded and unfolded the tiny piece of paper so many times,
it started to tear. She walked around her room, trying to calm her jumping nerves.
She stopped in front of her full length mirror, glancing quickly at her reflection.
Stopping, looked around behind her to see if anyone was listening, then practiced
what she one day hoped to say;
"Uh Goten, this is kinda hard to say but I - uh - I - I love you" Marron smiled at herself, imaging how she would look when she told him. If she told him. After a moment of staring, her face fell."This will never work. I'm to shy, and besides, he probably already has a girlfriend"
"Nope! he's a single man. I checked! Now. All you have to do is say that
to his face!" A voice chirped from behind her.
Marron spun around, embarrassed to be caught doing such a foolish thing. "Pan!
how long have you been there?"
Pan smiled, "Long enough to confirm the fact that you like - No - Love
my uncle" She nudged Marron in the side, making her friend blush harder
than she already was.
"So I didn't imagine it. You really did pay me a visit from behind the
grave" Marron’s cerulean eyes followed Pan as she sat down on the
chair at her desk
"Yep! sure did! You thought a little car crash would prevent me from nosing into your love life? Hmph! I think not"
"Yeah well can't you do something else? Do that assignment thingy that
you were talking about yesterday"
"But I am"
"No you're not. You're bugging me!"
"To bad, cause you're my assignment"
Marron pointed a finger at her chest, "Me?"
"You"
"But why me?" She sat down on her queen sized bed, think of the possible reasons. If she knew Pan, which she did, she loved embarrassing people, especially her.
Pan got up from the chair, and walked over to her blonde friend, and patted
her lightly on her back, "There, there, its not that bad"
Trunks appeared outside the Son's house. The smell of breakfast floated out of the windows, and into the air surrounding him. Chichi was cooking, which meant that the family would be downstairs, leaving him free to wonder around upstairs. Trunks floated up towards and looked through the second window on the right. Pan's room. It was still the same, no one had touched it. He carefully opened the window, and climbed in.
He still needed to get the things Pan had requested.
Glancing at the list he held in his hand, of things she had asked for him to get, he guessed theses were to remember her friends ad family that she had left behind, when HE had killed her. That’s how he saw it. Although she was happy being with him, he couldn't help but feel guilty for taking a life so young, just because of his careless driving. If only he had seen the truck earlier, then he could have stopped.
Fresh tears were threatening to spill, but Trunks pushed them back. He needed to be strong now, for Panny, and for himself. Brushing his emotions aside, he shrugged the backpack he was wearing off his shoulders, and opened it up.
Glancing around the room that held the dear belongings to his angel, he walked over to the desk sitting in the corner. Inside the top draw sat the book that could revel all of Pan's secrets, if one dared to look. He ran his fingers over the words marked on the cover, 'Pans book'Trunks shoved it roughly in the bag, not wanting to give in to his temptation. He wondered what thoughts Pan had written about him, but he would not allow himself to open her diary.
Footsteps could now be heard climbing the stairs, and disappearing down the hall, then the slam of a door. The noise made Trunks jump a little, but he soon registered it as Goten's entering his room. Forgetting the photo albums he had promised Pan, he crept down the hall, and entered his friends room.
Goten looked up at Trunks briefly, giving him an evil glare, before returning to look at the clouds floating by outside the window.
"Gee . . . Who got you're knickers in a twist?" Trunks asked, noting the angry mood Goten was showing.
"Nobody. Just thinking"
"Don't lie. You're nose will grow"
"And what scientific theory is that based on exactly?"
Trunks shrugged. "Its just a saying"
"Oh"
"Well is you're not angry, what’s wrong"
Goten sighed, and turned back around so he was facing Trunks. "Did you ever know someone you're whole life, know them so well, better than you know yourself sometimes, yet you can't say what you really want to say to them? Can't say three simple words?"
"Marron?"
"Yeah. I just don't get it!"
"You will. I did. I had trouble at first. I couldn't admit that I loved her. Then I couldn't tell her. In the end I got so confused, that I just spat it out, and thank God she felt the same way. I don't know what I would have done if she hadn't"
"Pan?"
Trunks sighed, "Yes Goten" He spoke in a small voice, "Panny"
"Oh. But you're with her now, in heaven"
A smile graced his lips. Yes. He was indeed happy to be by Pan's side. To know that Pan was his, even after death. He didn't reply at first, Trunks just walked over and placed a reassuring hand on Goten's shoulder. "I'll help you"
His eyes lit up at thought. "Really?"
"Yep. That’s what friends are for. Even dead ones."
"Pan!" Marron hissed fiercely, "People are starting to stare!"
"So? That’s not a problem for me. Just don't move your lips as much!"
The two were walking in the city. They were on their way to Marron's office to pick up some paper work she had left there.
"Of course its not a problem for you! People can't see you! To them, It looks like I'm talking to myself!"
"Well next time you can be the dead one!"
"Pan! Can you just be quiet? I don't even know why I brought you along!" Marron shouted at the raven haired girl next to her. Of course, to everyone else on the busy street, It looked like she was talking to the air.
"Well now," Pan interacted to all the people staring their way, "Of course they do!"
Marron turned her head slightly, only to see the eyes of the crowd looking at her, their eyes filled with curiosity. She waved slightly, "Uh - Hi?" She quickly turned around, and ran the rest of the way to her office with Pan chasing after her.When she entered the building, she went straight to the elevator which carried her up to the top floor. The doors opened with a ding and she headed to her secretary, June's, desk.
"Miss Marron, I have the documents here for you."
"Thanks June"
June just nodded, handing over the folders.
"Can we go now?" Pan whined as she glanced over Marron’s shoulder.
"No! Not yet! Just wait!"
"Why you've already got the stupid papers, can't we just leave?"
"There’s more to it than that!"
"Fine" She sat down in one of the spare chairs, "But I've just
to warn you, you're doing it again" Pan taunted
"Doing what?" Marron asked, confused at Pans 'warning'
"Talking to yourself, Its not healthy you know"
"I do not talk to myself" She placed her hands on her hips, threatening to be challenged.
"Okay. But tell that to you're secretary, I'm not sure she'll be so convinced"
"Huh? Oh! Oh no!" She whipped around and sure enough June sat there, wide mouthed and shocked. "Oh its not what it looks like! I just...I... I have to go now, bye and thanks for the folders" Marron rushed out of the building and out onto the street. She walked at a very fast pace until she reached a deserted part of the park, where she collapsed onto one of the many spare benches.
"So.....what are you going to do now Mrs. Smarty - Pants?" Pan appeared beside her, apparently unfazed by the events that just took place.
"Shut it, Pan. I think enough people think I've lost it already, and I don’t need any more"
"Well, haven’t we got a negative attitude today"
Marron sighed. Right now, all she wanted to do was go home and crawl into her nice warm bed, away from all these people. "I still don't see how you, of all people, became my guardian angel "
"Luck of the draw I guess. Luck of the draw"A ringing of a phone interrupted the girls' conversation, and Marron reached into her small bag, pulling out a baby-blue cell phone.
"Hello"
"Hey! It’s me, Goten"
She felt a slight blush creep onto her face, as he spoke. "Oh hi, what’s up?"
"Not much. Hey I was wondering if you were busy tonight?"
"No, I'm free. Why?"
"Would you be able to come over to my house about 8?"
"Sure thing. Do you want me to bring anything?"
"Nope, just yourself. I'll see you then, okay"
"Yep, okay"
"Later"
"Bye" Marron hung up, and turned to face Pan. Her smile reached from ear to ear as she filled Pan in on the details of her conversation she just had.
"And so he wants me to go over there tonight!" Her face suddenly paled. "Oh no! What should I wear? I can't where anything to flash, or he might guess my feelings. But I can't wear something to casual cause If he does have feelings for me, then he might get the wrong idea!"
"Never fear! We can always visit Bura. She’s good with that kind of thing"
"Naaa" Marron took a deep breath trying to calm her nerves. "She’s probably busy. Lets just get to the mall and do it ourselves. Besides, I want him to see me as I am, not the way Bura is. No offence to her or anything, but her taste in cloths differs from mine" She smiled, still trying to keep her emotions from jumping out of her body.
The easy part was over. He replaced the phone on the cradle, and turned to face Trunks.
"What now, Trunks?"
"Well, we want to surprise her, so what kind of things does she like?"
"When we were 9, Mother and Eighteen took us out shopping, we visited a pet store and I remember she really liked the kittens"
"Goten, I'm not sure her family would appreciate you buying a kitten without there consent. How about we get her some flowers?"
"Yeah, we could. Or, we could buy her a pet shop! She loves cute animals!" Goten started jumping around enthusiastically.
"Lets stick with the flowers, shall we?"
"Sure but Trunks, there’s not to many gift shops around here that would sell flowers"
"Goten. Think. You live at Mount Paozu. You have million of flowers growing just outside your front door!"
"Oh yeah, right, I forgot about that. Hey! Mom has some really nice flowers that Marron would Love!"
"Lets go then"
Goten, followed Trunks outside. The trees around them were thick and heavy, making it easy for a normal human to get lost quite easily and fast. Goten's house wasn't a big one. It was a one story simple home, that was about a three minute flight from his parents, Chichi and Goku, which was handy when you found it hard to cook a meal that didn't end up black and burnt.Within three minutes they had arrived at the house where all members of the Son family had lived at one stage of their life’s. A patch of flowers grew in front of the house where his Mother and Videl had done some gardening to make the house look more homely and welcoming. I was also the only part of the garden that hadn't yet been used for a sparing match, due to the fact that if one dared destroy Chichi's award winning flowers, she would have their head on a platter. Yet it’s funny how some fail to understand these sorts things. of things
"We can use these" Goten told his 'ghost' friend as he wondered over to the patch of saffron Tulips.
"Why these? There’s some roses over there" Trunks pointed out a line of roses growing against the wall.
"I like these ones. After all, yellows her favorite color"
"The tulips it is! come on, we have to hurry if we want tonight to go well. Just grab a bunch"
He did as he was told, grabbing about a dozen. His mother would be angry when she found her garden in ruins, but Goten was sure that when he explained his motives, his mother wouldn't mind. He hoped.
"Where are we going now?" Pan moaned from the passenger seat of Marron’s car. Having just visited the mall, they were traveling west. To where? Pan hadn't the foggiest clue.
"Around here"
"Around here? What kind of crummy answer is that? How long will it take to get to 'Around here'?"
"About five minutes"
"Can't we fly?"
"No?"
"Why not?"
"I don't like high places"
"Bull shit. I saw you on the night of my funeral with Goten. You were flying then!"
"You saw that?"
"Uh huh"
Marron sighed. "You would have to carry me and what do you think Bura would say if she saw me flying when I never learned?"
"What’s Bura got to do with this?"
"That’s where we're going. Capsule Corp. I don't exactly wear much make up and I need Buras opinion"
"I though you wanted Uncle Goten to see you as you are, not the way Bura is" Pan mimicked Marron’s earlier words.
"I lied"
"Well I don’t know where you think you're going, but Capsule Corps that way"
Marron looked the way Pan was pointing, the CC building could be seen behind her. Not in front of her. She had missed the turn off.
"Damn" She jerked the car around, narrowly missing the other motorists, and headed towards the turn off.
The car turned into the driveway, and Marron got out. She hadn't been here since the car crash. She had cried no more tears after she had learned of Trunks and Pan's new 'life', she knew they were happy, sometimes annoying, but happy none the less. Yet since Bulma, nor Bura, or anyone else knew of this, she would have to be careful with what she said. After all, she was supposed to be morning the loss of two dear friends.
She rang the door bell footsteps could be heard, and Bulma soon answered the door.
"Oh Marron, hi" Her eyes was red due to crying for the loss of her only son, yet she managed a small smile. "Come in, dear"
She stepped aside, as Marron entered.
"I'll just wait here, shall I?" Pan called just before the door slammed shut.
"How have you been Bulma?"
"Oh I'll cope. Don't worry about me. I take it you want to see Bura?"
Marron nodded.
"She’s not here at the moment. I don't know where she is. She’s been going out a lot lately. Would you like me to tell her you stopped by?"
Her face fell. Marron needed to see Bura now, not later. "No don't worry, I'll do it myself"
Bulma picked up on Marron’s obvious disappointment. "What did you wanna see her for? Anything I can help with?"
"I just needed her to help with a makeup problem. That’s all. Nothing big"
Bulma’s face brightened. "Makeup? I'm an expert at makeup! Let me help you! I taught Bura all she knows!"
"Really? Okay well you see........"
Five minutes. That was all the time he had left. Then, She would walk through that door, and into his arms, confessing her sweet love for him, and then they would be united as one. Forever.
If only it was the easy.
Goten paced back and forth. he had everything ready, nothing could go wrong. The aroma of freshly handpicked flowers floated through the air, giving Goten a sense of calmness.Now, five minutes before her arrival, truthfully, he was dead scared. He had never done this sort of thing before. His relationship with Paris was the only serious love he had ever experienced, and he wasn't even sure if that was love. No, this was different. He had known Marron longer than he cared to remember. He knew her better than he knew himself sometimes, he trusted her with his deepest and darkest secrets, and yet, right now, she seemed the scariest person on earth. She had the power to crush his heart into a million pieces, or to take him into Heaven, more wonderful than he could imagine. Marron was holding his heart in her hands.