Well, I wrote this story a very, very long time ago. About a year ago. So I was only thirteen at the time. I hope you don't expect too much from me. Sometimes this story has no logic etc. but I put it in anyway. Please say what you think of it.






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A smile played on Pan's lips as she opened her eyes. It was a wonderful Sunday and at the same time it was her own birthday. She turned her head to the left and looked at the alarm clock. Just right to get up and start preparing for her birthday. There wasn't supposed to be a big party, but her family and friends wanted to come. Her heart was beating like a child's and she was a little annoyed about it because at nineteen she wasn't really a child anymore. Still, she enjoyed the tingling sensation. With slow steps she went into the bathroom. Pan nimbly unbuttoned her purple pajamas and turned on the faucet.A warm chill ran down her spine as she stood in the shower and soaped herself from top to bottom. Then she washed her black hair thoroughly and then turned off the lever. Carefully she got out of the shower and took her blue bathrobe. As a result, she ran bare feet into the kitchen to make coffee. Pan's mother wanted to be back at 12.30pm from shopping. So she still had enough time to blow-dry, comb and have a leisurely breakfast. As a result, she made her bed and mopped the floor, trying to surprise her mother with it. When everything was shining and sparkling, Pan went out to get the mail. It was Sunday, but maybe someone had put a birthday card in her mailbox. She was pleased to see that her guess was correct. She now held three different cards in her hand. One of them seemed to come from the HPD. She thought it would be a preprinted card that every employee received for their birthday.The other was from her niece from the eastern capital (I made that up for it). When she looked at the third, she grinned all over her face. A soccer ball was depicted on the card. It could only be from Trunks, the brother of her best friend, because he was crazy about this sport. Pan brushed an unruly strand of hair from her face, turned the card over and read:


Hello Pan!


I wish you a happy birthday!


I'll be with you again tonight


stop by, as far as that's okay with you !?


Until then, however, I still have a lot to do


take care of...


Trunks






Pan's heart was pounding, but she couldn't exactly explain why. She went back to her house. She put the cards on her desk.She looked at the wall clock that hung next to the kitchen cabinet. It was now 12:11 p.m. Her mother would be at the door in a moment. Before she had even thought through the thought, the doorbell rang. Pan hurried to the door and welcomed her mother with a beaming smile. She first handed her a package wrapped in blue and pink. Pan felt it and immediately thought it was towels. > Again?!?!



Suddenly a hand came over her mouth. Pan wanted to scream, but then she recognized who had come from behind. "Trunks!" she exclaimed relieved and then indignant: "What is it that you think of to scare me like that?" He smiled at her with warm ocean-blue eyes. He was hiding something behind his back. "Hey, what have you got there?"Pan tried to peek behind his back. But Trunks turned so she couldn't see anything. He winked and said," Close your eyes, Pan. "With a slight reluctance, she did what he said. She felt Trunks hands brushing her hair from the back of her neck and then something cold on her bare skin. A short time later he let her hair fall again. Pan slowly opened her eyes and felt hers." Hand for the cold something. It was a chain. On the silver ribbon was a dark stone, which in turn was set in silver. With shining eyes she turned to Trunks, who was still standing behind her. She did not know what to say "That ... that ... is way too expensive!" she uttered and then fell around his neck. "Thank you." she whispered, "Thank you very much. "Slowly she broke away from him." Do you want to dance, Pan? "She smiled at him a little confused, then said:" Gladly. "




The feeling of dancing with Trunks made Pan confused.She felt safe and protected under his hands and yet she had an uneasy feeling to be so close to her best friend. However, she soon pushed that thought aside. She would have loved to never let go of him again. She thought she was floating under his gentle hands. Trunks felt the same way. He felt Pan's delicate hands that were wrapped around his neck. He felt her head very clearly against his chest. Suddenly she broke away from him. With an expression in her green eyes that Trunks had never seen before and was therefore impossible to interpret. Then she turned around abruptly. But Trunks grabbed her arm and before he knew what he was doing, he had kissed her. Pan didn't quite know what was happening to her at first. When she realized who was kissing her, however, hot and cold showers ran down her back. She was overjoyed and fearful at the same time. Pan returned the kiss hesitantly, then harder and harder. Her hands ran down Trunks back.Her tongue slipped over his lips and into his mouth, then merged with his. It was so intense, she had never been kissed like this before. Everything around them seemed to be getting smaller and insignificant and before she knew it they were lying on Pan's bed. Trunks felt her lips pressed against his and her tongue in her mouth ... (I refrain from details)


"What a dream!" Pan thought when she woke up. She had dreamed that she had slept with Trunks. Crazy ! She turned to the other side and was startled. Trunks was there. And she realized that it wasn't a dream. At the same moment she realized that she had fallen in love.




Pan ran down the street, blind with tears. She felt terrible. What did she do? Over and over again scornful voices seemed to call out: "You slept with your best friend Trunks Briefs! What do you want to do now?" Again and again she asked herself exactly this question. But she didn't know the answer.Worst of all, she loved Trunks. She didn't know how to deal with it. Did Trunks feel the same about her or just consider her a friend? Loud sobs shook her body. She couldn't stop. When she saw Trunks, Pan fell neck-neck out of the apartment. Her heart felt like it was shattering into a thousand small splinters. She ran on and on.




When Trunks woke up, the first thing he noticed was that he wasn't in bed. After a few seconds he realized it was his best friend Pan's bedroom. The memory of yesterday evening slowly came back. It was he who kissed her first. He knew he hadn't had anything to drink and was therefore in his right mind. But when he thought of Pan now he felt different than usual. Trunks noticed how he began to see more in her than just his best friend and student in martial arts. That feeling scared him.He had to talk to her about it conditionally. However, when he quickly got into his clothes and ran into the kitchen, he found no one there. The living room was also empty, as was the bathroom. "Where can she be?" He asked himself as he stepped out into the street. Then he saw a man on a bench in front of the house.


“Did you see a black haired young woman and if so, where was she going?” The man pointed down the street. Without a word, Trunks hurried in the direction he had been shown. "I have to find her!" He kept pounding through his head. He walked past countless single-family houses and rental apartments. Suddenly he saw something in a side street. There was Pan, huddled on the cold floor. She hid her face in her hands. Trunks heard the sobs clearly. He would have loved to just hug her tightly. He approached cautiously. “Pan?” He sat down next to her. "Please stop crying.Everything is okay. "She lifted her head, but still big drops rolled from her reddened eyes. Trunks gently brushed a strand of jet-black hair from her face. She looked at him uncomprehendingly." Trunks can you only answer one question for me? "He nodded." Why? Why did you kiss me ? Were you drunk or did they just want some fun? "He looked at her in horror." No. I can't quite understand it myself. But I'm sure of one thing ... well ... I love you very much ... and not just as a good friend ... Damn ... it's so hard to say ... I have I think I'm in love with you "He looked at her questioningly and at the same time fearfully. Trunks knew that anything she could say now would change his whole life." Couldn't you have thought of that? "she snapped at him.




Trunks got up, reached out his hand to Pan and pulled it tight. The kiss that followed this intimate hug was something