As I Grow

Chapter 22: The Lake House

Papa and I headed back home so I could pack. We flew home in silence, and I was really worried for how Mama would react. I had a ninety-five percent chance that I would end up pregnant when Trunks and I did this. I was worried that I would disappoint the members of my family by doing this. And Trunks and I are so close; it doesn't even make sense we would lose interest in each other. But I trusted Papa and Vegeta's statements.

We made it back home, and I went directly to my room, so I could start packing. I finished in a good hour, making sure I had everything. I was flying back to Capsule Corp. where Trunks and I would be taking a car from. I headed downstairs with all my stuff, and Mama was in the kitchen alone. I walked in and sat down next to her.

"The twins are turning three in a few weeks. Try to make it back for their party," Mama said.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world," I said.

"I'm hoping, with your age, you're one of the other five percent that don't conceive during the mating," Mama said, a few tears falling down her face.

"I hope so too, Mama. But, I do have a question. Will you still love me the same if I turned out to be the other ninety-five percent?" I asked her, my head hung low. I felt her arms come around me, and I hugged her back.

"Of course I will, Pan. I could never love you any less," Mama whispered to me. I smiled, and we broke the embrace.

"Where are Papa and the twins at anyway?" I asked Mama.

"Gohan took the twins out training. I don't think you'd get out of here very easily if they were here," Mama said, getting up. I got up as well, and I stood face to face with Mama.

"You're probably right. I should also go see Grandpa, Grandma, and Uncle Goten before I leave," I said, hugging her again. She nodded at my statement, and I headed for the front door.

"Oh! Pan?" Mama called out to me.

"Yeah?" I shouted back.

"It's a boy," she said, turning around the corner.

"I'm going to have another baby brother?" I asked, looking at her with a giant Son grin plastered on my face.

"Yeah," Mama said, smiling and rubbing her stomach.

"Don't forget to get a hold of me in time for his birth," I said as I turned the handle on the door.

"Okay, Panny. Have fun, and be safe," Mama said, waving. I waved back, and I shut the door behind me. I made my way over to my grandparents' house. I walked to the front door, and I entered the house. Grandma told me to just come in when I came over, since I'm family. She hated it when we knocked.

"Pan? Is that you?" I heard Uncle Goten say from the kitchen.

"Hi, Uncle Goten," I said as he pulled me into a hug. I hugged him back, and then moved over to hug Grandma. "Where's Grandpa?"

"He's out training with Gohan and the twins," Grandma said.

"Oh, I was hoping to tell him goodbye," I said.

"I'm sure you can, just do it telepathically," Grandma said.

"So, are you and Trunks really going through with this?" Uncle Goten asked me, right after I finished talking to Grandpa and Papa.

"Yeah, we are. We don't want to lose interest in each other, and we might, despite our strong bond we have already," I said, looking up at him.

"You're not even nineteen yet, Pan," he said, hugging me again.

"I know, Uncle Goten. I'm sorry for this," I said, hugging him back.

"Don't be sorry; it's not like you can help it," he said, kissing my forehead. And with that, I left for Capsule Corp. When I got there, I went up to see Bulla and tell her goodbye. Then I went to Bulma's office and told her goodbye. I didn't bother talking to Vegeta, frankly because I didn't want to deal with him.

After I walked to the living room, Trunks came down with his bags, and we loaded the car. It was a two-day drive to get there, and we would stop along the way. We looked back towards Capsule Corp., then pulled away from it, ready to start what could be the best and most awkward vacation we ever take.

Two Days Later

We unloaded the car and got everything into the lake house. It was around supper time, so I started cooking for us. Trunks stood behind me the whole time, and I couldn't help but feel slightly odd. We sat at the table and ate in silence. There really wasn't much to do here, so we just sat down and watched movies. We ended up falling asleep on the couch together.

When I woke up, I was alone on the couch. I looked around, and I saw Trunks working away in the kitchen. I got up and wandered out by him, and it turns out he was cooking. He makes the best freaking pancakes I've ever eaten. Even Mama and Grandma can't get them this good!

It's already been a month since we got here and not once have we come close to being ready for why we came here. There was a couple nights my body felt strange having him as close to me as he was, and I couldn't help but think maybe I was already starting to lose interest in him. "I'll be back later," I said to Trunks as I pulled my shoes on.

"Where are you going?" he asked me as he walked over.

"Today is the twins' third birthday. I'm going home to celebrate it," I said, looking over at him.

"Oh, okay. I'll see you later then," he said, hugging me.

"Bye." That was the most intimate moment we've had in a while. I couldn't help but think it was a bad idea to do this. I wanted it, but every time I was in the mood for something, Trunks was either sleeping or too focused on something else. 

I made my way home and knocked on the door. I wanted to surprise them by doing that. Papa called that he would get the door, and I heard him walk up and the door handle turned. The door slowly opened, and Papa smiled at me. "Hey, Pan," Papa said, giving me a hug and swinging me around and into the house,

"Hi, Papa," I said, returning his hug. The twins tackled me to the ground and laughed uncontrollably. I smiled at them and got up. I walked over by Mama, and I gave her a hug. After a few hours of fun time with my family, I told them all goodbye once again. It was time to get back to Trunks.

I flew toward the lake house, and I could smell a fire. I got there, and there was smoke coming from the chimney. "Trunks lit the fireplace," I thought to myself. Most of the lights were off in the house, and I walked into the living room. Trunks was sitting on a blanket in front of the fireplace with some food scattered here and there. I took my shoes off and headed upstairs. I changed into a short, silk nightgown and threw my hair up into a messy bun.

I joined Trunks and he looked over at me and smiled. I couldn't help but smile back. "Were you planning this for the past couple weeks?" I asked him. He took my hand and pulled me closer to him.

"Maybe," he said with his genuine smile plastered on his face. And with that, his lips were over mine.