completely new for Pan.Yesterday, his kisses had been intense and demanding, but now it was like a gentle summer breeze that passed over her lips. She used to believe that "butterflies in your stomach" was just a phrase. Well, it was the perfect description for the feeling that spread throughout her body.




When Pan was walking down the long corridor of the C.C the next morning, she had the uncomfortable feeling that you could see that between her and Trunks there was more between her and Trunks since yesterday than ever before. Her realistically thinking mind told her that this was not possible, but it still seemed to Pan as if someone was staring at her suspiciously. So she quickened her pace and headed straight for Trunk's room. When she entered and closed the door behind her, she didn't know what to say at first. Fortunately, Trunks made the decision for her and kissed her gently on the lips. When it threatened to get more violent, Pan gently but firmly pushed him away from him."Trunks ... if someone catches us, my mother will kill me!" She gave him a quick kiss and then sat on the edge of the desk. Trunks sat down in the only chair in the room. Together they went to work on a presentation that Trunks was supposed to help Pan with.




Two days go by ...




Pan greeted Trunks with a meaningful smile as he entered their room. He stood behind her, leaned down to her neck and whispered in her ear: “Good morning, beautiful woman!” As a thank you, he got a kiss on the cheek. He looked at her, slightly disappointed, and with mock pity Pan said: "Oh, does my little sweeter want another candy?" She was about to press a second kiss on his lips when there was a knock and the door opened two seconds later. Trunks had sat up with a jerk and put a sheet of paper into Pan's hand that was right at hand on the table.Bulma stepped in and looked at the two questioningly: “Am I bothering you?” Pan was about to shout angrily: “Yes, and now get out of here!”, But was able to control herself at the last moment and answered: “No. What do you want?”




In the middle of the night Pan woke up from sleep, drenched in sweat and trembling like an aspen leaf. She didn't remember exactly what she had dreamed, but she knew that it had something to do with wanting to take away her trunks. Suddenly she was amazed to see that her stomach had started to growl like mad. After Pan tried to go back to sleep and didn't succeed, she got up and went to the refrigerator. Strangely enough, she has almost never had a craving for something sweet before. In one of the compartments she finally found, and to her great amazement, a chocolate bar. Probably from her birthday. When she had eaten it, she suddenly seemed to be aware of what she was doing.Pan stared at the paper in which the bolt was wrapped and said, slightly annoyed at himself: "What the hell am I doing here?"




Beautiful days go by ...




During the next week Pan learned what it means to be "pathologically egg addicted". While strolling through town, she made a devastating discovery. As she passed the train station, she suddenly saw a person she knew very well. Trunks. She was about to run towards him and surprise him from behind, but then Pan saw SHE. A stranger ran up to Trunks and gave him a big hug. Annoyed, she realized that the woman looked good too. At the same time, an unbridled anger at Trunks spread in her stomach. "That pig ... that bastard !!!" Her legs suddenly went independent and ran away. The mascara ran down her cheeks, mixed with a torrent of tears.




The next day in the building of the C.C. Pan didn't know where to go.Otherwise she'd always walked straight to Trunk's room or to Bra, but today things were different. Last night she had gone through all of the best ways to kill a friend. She had come to the conclusion that it would not necessarily be beneficial for her career if she were to become a murderer, and she would probably have success at Trunks. Without actually intending it, she was standing at Trunks' door now. Fortunately, he wasn't there. She didn't know what to say to him, but she hoped that she would think of something at the latest when he stood in front of her. Trunks stepped into the room with a smile on his lips and was about to kiss Pan on the mouth, but she pushed him back. He looked at her in amazement and saw from the look in her eyes that something was wrong. "What's going on?" He asked suspiciously. Scared and at the same time amazed, he looked at her when she said to him: "You know that very well!"Without understanding, he asked:" What is it? "" Oh, don't be so innocent. That no longer works for me. Others may fall for your scam, I don't! "" Now very slowly. Which scam and why fall for it? "His voice should have a calming effect, but he quickly realized that it only got her even more angry. Now she screamed:" You bastard! You brain-burned, filthy piece of shit! You cock controlled asshole! Look for someone else who can make you the whore! "With all her strength she hit him in the face, turned around and disappeared. Trunks staggered back. He stared after her in disbelief, his hand pressed to his aching cheek.




Completely dissolved, Pan rushed to the toilet, slammed the door behind him and locked himself in one of the cubicles. Suddenly she thought of a line from a song: "Piss off, I`m not your bitch! I`m not your baby! I`m just a witch!"It was a perfect fit.




In desperation, Pan couldn't help but ask Bra for advice. She wasn't really very surprised. "Hello Bra." "Hi and oh dear, you sound like shit. Tell me what happened?"


"It's like, well ... I've found the love of my life and he's cheating on me, that's the matter."


"Let me guess it's my dear brother, right?!?" Pan wondered how her friend came up with it right away. That threw her a little off the mark. "Yes," she admitted hesitantly.


"If you want my opinion - I don't think he's necessarily the type of woman to jump from woman to woman."


"That's what I thought until yesterday, but then there was this woman who threw herself on his neck at the train station."


"Well, I'll give you some wise advice now: talk to him about it!"


"Well, the problem is - I shit him up and told him he was a cock-controlled asshole.“A reproachful groan came from the person opposite.“ Okay, then the point would be playful. But you should try to find out if he means it honestly with you. "Thanks Bra. I'll try."


Trunks had spent hours thinking about what could have happened. It was a mystery to him, but he had to solve it. Pan must have misunderstood something he said or did. He had never seen her so angry and upset and it was clear that he had to be to blame for this outbreak. He tried hard to remember something that could have got Pan down the wrong way. Then it fell like scales from his eyes. "Of course! That didn't occur to me!" He jumped up and slammed the apartment door with a bang.




When Pan rang the doorbell, she didn't want to open it, but then decided to do it. Her gaze was petrified when Trunks entered.


"What do you want?" She asked in an icy voice that resonated with disgust and contempt.Trunks took a deep breath and said, "You misunderstood something, Pan. It's not what you think."


"Oh yes? How is it then?" She sat down on a chair and crossed her arms questioningly.


"The woman is my cousin and I picked her up at the train station because she didn't have a car."


"Should I believe that now?", But it sounded rather helpless than incredulous.


"I can only hope that you believe it because I don't want to lose you."


Pan couldn't see any guilt in his mine. She got up and put her hand on his cheek. Carefully she ran the other over his forehead and then over his lips. Pan took a step back and looked at him again, then said, "I believe you."


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Okay, it's not great, but I hope not too bad either.