VoWo: So! I haven't contacted you for a long time. Actually, I had planned to write something longer. But that's not really my thing, as I found out. OK, so here comes Sally's next work. It's a slightly different representation of the relationship between Trunks and Pan! I mean, I know it's not like that, but if it was up to me, it would be so !!!! So read it with the thought that it is fanfic and not a fact !! Thx!


I still have to say that I tied my FF to a song this time! So song FF !!! Namely to the song "Fool" by "Shakira"! So now have fun reading! :






LOVE FOOL (by Sally)




<< Today is August 22nd. It's been three weeks already, and yet I can't get over it. I can't forget it, I don't even want to. Though maybe I should, because Trunks is an idiot. He's mean, yes, very much. Maybe not to the other and certainly not to other girls.Especially not if you are blonde. But he's really nasty to me. Only yesterday, when I was visiting my best friend Bra, who is also the idiot's sister, did he throw a glass at me. I know it sounds weird, but it's true. I was standing in the kitchen looking for a glass in one of the countless kitchen cabinets. When something suddenly hit the kitchen cupboard right next to me and shattered into a thousand pieces. I looked around. Trunks stood in the kitchen door, grinning stupidly as always when he sees me.




Tell me lies


Slap me on the face




“Have you gone crazy?” I nagged at him. I knew that the glass could not have hit me because he is half a Saiyajin and can calculate his throws very well. Still, I was angry. "No. But you were looking for a glass and I gave you one!" He looked as good as ever. His purple hair as loose and beautiful as ever.His blue eyes with an insidious glint in them. His perfect body wrapped in training pants and a thin T-shirt with a Capsule Corporation logo on it.




Just improvise


Do something really clever


That'll make me hate your name forever




"You threw a glass at me! Did you become an overnight toddler?"


Again I think about how I would have loved to have known him as a toddler.


“If you can't catch this, you can't refuse to be a Saiyajin!” At that moment he had sounded no less like his father. Though I knew it was just for fun. He never talked like that and he had run out of ideas to infect me.


“You lousy dog ​​has erased your aura!” That's why I couldn't feel him. That idiot. And yet I can't forget what happened three weeks ago.


"Oh Pani, see it, I'm better than you!"He had laughed. As nasty as never before. Of course he had sneakily erased his aura. This lousy guy, this braggart, this macho ... This cute look, these muscles, this smile ... I know I'm crazy. And although he is like that to me and it's getting worse and worse. I can't help but have a crush. Even if I don't like to admit it to myself. I just turned the page back. To July 1st. Three weeks ago. ... .................................................. ....


I melt away at the thought of it! How could he do this to me ... How could he ...




You might swear you'd never touch a lady


Well, let me say you're not too far from maybe!


Every day you find new ways to hurt me




He even told me once that he loved me. I still remember it like it was yesterday. On Bra's 18th birthday. We were all invited, he, I, Uub, Maron, the adults and a few more from Bra's and my class.A lot of alcohol flowed there. Inhumanly much.


I hadn't drunk anything because my father was there. He looked at me every quarter of an hour. That I wasn't holding a glass of questionable liquid in my hands either. Trunks and I had been good friends at the time. We laughed together all the time, had little arguments, but only differences of opinion.




But I can't help it if I'm just a fool


Always having my heart set on you


`Till the time you start chaniging the rules


I'll keep chasing the soles of your shoes




Like that evening. Trunks had already emptied a few glasses, which I hadn't really thought of him. Not until then. So we sat there in the sitting area on the many pillows. He told and told, insignificant things that he probably had to tie on someone's nose in his drunkenness. But I listened politely, nodded, shook my head, depending on demand.And then it happened. I was sitting right next to him when he suddenly put his arm around me.




Ahh, fool




“Pani, I have to tell you something!” I smelled the alcohol and was sure that something stupid would come. Nevertheless, I asked interested: "What is it?"


He bowed his head until he whispered right next to my ear: “I love you!” As soon as I was able to reply, he nodded away. Fell asleep, just like that. The power of the alcohol had worked at just the right moment. And only woke up the next morning. From then on it was all over to us. It almost seemed to me that somehow he was going to undo what he'd said that evening. Since then he has been picking at me, insulting me, making me feel the opposite of what he said.




God resigned from hearing my old story


Every night I'm playing hell for glory


Im embarrassed but I'm much more sorry



Until three weeks ago. That strange event. I can't forget, I can't forget anything he ever said or did to me. 'Cause I love him, I know Even if he's mean and mean. This is his honor that he doesn't want to lose. He doesn't want to love little Son Pan, he probably feels too unreachable for that. OK, he's 12 years older than me and my dad would be unhappy to hear what I'm feeling. Or what happened. But I can't help it! Now I even enjoy it when we annoy each other. It's not like Son Pan would put up with it. On the contrary. I play his little game and hope that someday it will ...




All this pain begins to feel like pleasure


With my tears you'd make a sea a desert


Salt my wounds and I'll keep saying thank you




Oh crap! The idiot actually came in just now. I'm lying on Bra's bed and I'm writing because Bra is painting his nails.He wanted to know what his girls are doing. “Nothing!” I replied hypocritically. The next moment he was on Bra's bed and had this sacred document from my diary in his hands. Now we are lucky that Vegeta, Trunks' father, has been training me for some time and that I had enough strength to snatch it from him before he could read anything. He made fun of me again, completely ignorant of the reason why I even bought something like a diary. Because somehow and somewhere I have to process what an inner struggle goes on in me every day. Hate trunks --- love trunks. Hate trunks --- love trunks.




But I can't help it if I'm just a fool


Always having my heart set on you


`` Till the day you start changing the rules


I'll keep chasing the soles of your shoes




In the meantime I have reached the compromise not to give up.I won't give in until I can forget what happened three weeks ago! And so long I'll go on, keep playing his little game. It will take a long time, I know. But I can't help but love him. I know what's really behind him, I want that! And that's why I'm not going to give him up anytime soon!




Fool, I'm a fool, I'm a fool yeah




Oh! Bra is actually done with nail painting! Then I'll break up here for now. We want to go into town with Trunks and Goths. I'm curious what will come of it. See you,




Pan >>




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