The Future Unknown

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Pan huffed from her spot on the couch as she glared at the moonstone as it swung in front of her slowly. It had been a month since they found out the real reason why Sayuri and Bankei had come to the past. They spent most of their days training to prepare for when Kain attacked and prepping the earth for it too.

Every day, Pan took some time to meditate with the stone to help her bond with it. But she felt no connection to it at all. To her, it was just a necklace, and it didn't feel like it was anything special. If it was supposed to be sparkly with powers, then maybe Pan wasn't the right person. But Sayuri had said she had seen it glow for her Mama, and from the stories, her Mama used it against the Hiltheans.

"Come on," Pan groaned. Her eyes followed the moonstone as it swung side-to-side. "Help me out here; I'm trying. Help me- help you," she said. "Come on- can't you give me some sort of hint or point me in the right direction?"

The front door opened and closed suddenly. "Little One, I'm home," Trunks called.

Pan glanced up at him, and all her focus on the moonstone was gone. Trunks was wearing a dark blue suit that brought out his eyes. The suit fit him perfectly; his slacks are snug around his thighs and bottom. His classed fit perfectly on his broad shoulders. Pan felt her teeth click together as her cheeks grew hot. 

"Do you like what you see?" Trunks raised an eyebrow.

"Mhm," Pan nodded. She had been half-asleep when he had left earlier, so she didn't pay attention to what he had been wearing. "You know I have a weak spot for you in suits."

"I know," Trunks smirked. "That's why I wore it."

Pan dropped the moonstone onto the table beside the couch as Trunks started to walk over to her. She stood up on her knees just as he reached her. His arms wound around her middle to pull her against him as his lips found hers.

Trunks' arms held Pan steady as they kissed. His tongue dipped inside of her mouth, and she could feel her toes curling already. She rested her hands on his shoulders and slowly ran them down his chest to take in the soft fabric of his blazer. She reached the buttons and undone them before she reached inside the blazer.

Pan could feel the heat radiating through Trunks' shirt. She ran her hands up him slowly, enjoying the way his muscles tensed as when she touched them. Her hands stopped at his chest, and she could feel his heart pounding like hers was.

Trunks grabbed her and had them lying on the couch within seconds. Pan giggled up at him as he smirked down at her.

"Maybe I should wear suits more often," Trunks muttered.

"I wouldn't complain," Pan said as she grabbed his shirt and pulled him down to her.

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"Where are we going?" Sayuri asked as she held her arms out in front of her to make sure she didn't bump into anything.

"Come on," Pan said as she guided Sayuri by the shoulders. "Don't you trust me?"

"It's debatable," Sayuri muttered. "I know you're up to something, though," she told Pan. "You grabbed me earlier, and you dressed us up. Plus, Bankei was giggling like mad, and Trunks kept placing a finger over his mouth."

Pan laughed, "yeah, we probably shouldn't have told Bankei anything, but hey, now we know better."

"So what is it?"

"Just a few more steps, and you'll find out!" Pan said.

They made it to a door, and Pan opened it before carefully helping Sayuri outside. She could smell that they were outside instantly. The warm June sun was shining down on them, and she smiled to herself.