Trunks`s Saiyan Brat
Chapter 4


It was a cold breeze moving in the air. Trunks stared off at Pan. How had they come to this agreement? A test beyond wills, a test of skill. He cracked his knuckles reading for the fight. This would be a walk in the park he mused. Pan was a good fighter but was a girl. He remebered her quick wit in battle. His light exciment urged him to begin the fight. " Well you gonna come at me or stare at me Trunks?" He grated his teeth as she spoke. " Well I was thinking..ladies go first Pan "

Did he want to get hurt? She shrugged and slightly smiled. If anyone knew Trunks better then Trunks himself it was Pan. Since they had returned home he hadnt trained. His skill would be slow and sloppy. When he made a mistake she would be his. " Ok if thats the way you want it pretty boy!" He blinked and she disspaered in her fast movements. " Huh..pretty boy?"

Mistake one landed him a sucker punch to his jaw. He flew heavily from his feet. His nicly trimmed body flung into the pavement. Cracks surfaced around his indentation. Pan cracked her fingers in trimph. " Tisk tisk..to bad you got blinded by your good looks pretty boy " Trunks pushed himself from the ground. Blood trailing fom his lower lip. How could he not have seen her? Pan couldnt be as good as himself..that BRAT! He glared at her while she laughed at him. " uh ohh not so pretty now are ya? " His anger got the best of him...mistake two. He swung like a mad man and missed each time. Pan seemed to easily mock him at every swipe. " You gonna hit me today? " Trunks leaned to far and she caught his arm. " Tisk tisk..Trunks letting your anger rule your skill..mistake two.." He was flung over head and onto his back. Crackes were heard in and outside of his body. Was that his own voice moaning in pain?

Pan let his hand go hearing his moans. " I think you`ve had enough Trunks. Seeing you like this..is appology enough for me..hehehehe" She leaned over and offered him her hand. He blinked at it in silence. Gritting his teeth he sat up half way. " Grrrrr..lay off the sweet talk Pan.." His feet stood and he was still glaring at her. " You arent as good as you think you are Pan..." Pan shrugged her shoulders in light defense. " I think this spar prooved that otherwise dont you?"