Disclaimer: I do not get attention, let alone money, for writing this. As it probably should be ;) I'm just bored every once in a while...
Author's Note: I know I said on my profile I would not publish anything until the entire story is finished. But at that rate I'll never get to it. And seeing as my stories aren't thàt good, I doubt anyone will be offended if I don't update. But I promise, no matter what, I will finish anything I publish. Any form of criticism is welcome.
So, about the story. It's hard to be completely original, with so many stories about the same characters. But I try. With the amount of books I've read, you'd think I'd be able to come up with something decent. We'll just have to see about that, hah ;) As far as I know them, I stick to the ages of the original characters. I have a few endings for this not-so-long story, but I haven't decided on the best yet. Anyway, I've bored anyone long enough. Hope you enjoy on this stuffy Summer's day...
Even good heirtage has it's downside...
Anger welled up inside me when I saw her.
Draped over some man-whore, whom was clearly enjoying the lavish attention from the beauty on his lap.
Even though she was beyond drunk, her eyes were bright and sparkly, she had amazing control over her body for someone in this state.
Well, physically anyway. Certainly not mentally...
He offered her a sip of his drink, smirking. My jaws clenched together at the sight of it.
Get your fucking hands off of her!
He was probably already picturing himself taking her home in a while, the way he was shamelessly looking at her chest, even though most of it was hidden behind clothing.
Acting cheap but not dressed as such...
She had gulped down his drink, but he did not seem to mind at all, maybe a little surprised.
Well... (I smirked) he was about to get another one...
I determinedly approached them.
"Do you want another drink, gorgeous?", he purred into her ear and she smiled, while he ran a hand up her leg.
She was getting a lot more gazes than his, in fact, I wouldn't be surprised if at least half of the men she encountered here wouldn't want to be in the same position as man-whore.
Or have been... yeah, bad thought!
"Maybe some water would be good", she replied him cutely.
At least she still had some moderation...
But he snickered and said: "Are you sick, Pan-chan?"
She frowned. "No! But my kidneys need a break. Besides, if you think you can be sarcastic to me, you have another thing coming!"
Surprisingly smoothly and swift she got up to leave, but he was persistent. A lot less graceful he got up and grabbed her arm.
"Hey, hey, don't be mad. I was just joking", he stupidly tried to correct himself, but the dazzling smile he flashed her afterward made up for that no doubt. He was quite handsome. In a man-whore sort of way, like my brother.
I couldn't believe she hadn't noticed me yet. It kind of pissed me off too.
"Yeah right! I don't care, you-" He pathetically pouted and cut her off with: "Honestly! I really like you Pan, of course I'll get you water."
What a baka!
She looked at him distrusting, but allowed him to kiss her anyway, it made my stomach churn.
He hastily walked away to meet Pan's demands. It relieved me that she wasn't being a push over, nor an easy laid, maybe a bit slutty though.
Either way, it was time for me to queue in...
She sat down, I could easily tell she was still annoyed. Hehe, she would not let that one run his mouth again.
I smirked and raised my ki a bit, so the little drunk would finally notice me. She snapped her head up.
"Hey!", she exclaimed, knowing I would be able to hear her perfectly well despite the music. She smiled a relieved, happy smile at me and I smiled back at her, happy she was at least glad to see me.
For now...
I pushed back another smirk and walked over to her. I had intended to just drag her out of there, but those naughty eyes and her sweet smiling face had already softened me up. But I still wanted her to get
away from the idiot. "I tried to call you but you didn't answer, so I we-"
"Let's go now, okay Panny?"
She scowled at the nickname, stared at me defiantly and said: "No."
She clearly saw my anger rising, for her face faltered ever so slightly.
"I will not allow you to degrade yourself, Pancakes. We are leaving, now!"
She scowled. "Are you deaf? I am not going and I am not degrading myself! You yourself are far worse then I could ever b-"
"-Don't you dare going there! Because I have been, I am here. Come on, let's go!"
I grabbed her wrist but naturally, she squirmed and protested. "Please, I can't..."
"Stop being such an idiot!"
I let go of her and grabbed her things (coat and purse) in stead, walking away. Maybe that wasn't such a good idea though; if she would not follow me, that gimp had all the more reason to believe he had to take care of her. And I'm sure he would.
Fortunately she did held some value to her belongings, otherwise the stubborn bitch wouldn't have followed me...
"Hey! Give me back my stuff!", she yelled angrily while she came up behind me, roughly shoving aside anyone in her path.
"Come and get it...", I teased her, as if she wasn't fuming already.
"I can't go, please!", she tried again. "Sure you can, what do you think we're doing right now?"
Finally we had reached the exit, but it was then that man-whore decided to act up.
He showed up in between me and her, and said: "What's this, Pan? Bailing on me, huh?"
"She has my stuff so I have to get it", she replied, nodding my way.
He looked at me and judging the way he smirked, I could tell another disgusting thought has just entered his tiny little mind.
Pan wiggled out of his embrace.
"Bra, I want my stuff back!", she said, arms crossed under her chest.
"Yeah, besides, wouldn't you like to stick around as well? I have some friends here too", man-whore said, eyeing me up and down. Euhw!
No doubt the douchebag was more interested in Pan's curvy figure, but clearly still liked what he saw. What he hadn't held account for was Pan's reaction to that.
Her already large eyes went wide. She turned to face him and slapped him across the face, hard! And knowing Pan, I'd be surprised if the molders in his jaw would still be firmly in their place.
He stumbled backwards and landed on his ass. I smirked once again.
He was shocked to say the least, maybe even on the verge of tears.
"Don't you talk to Bra like that! Just because I put up with your shitty attitude doesn't mean you can to it to my best friend too, jackass!"
She pushed past me and threw open the doors, walking out.
"Thanks a lot, bitch!", he spat at me.
"What, you don't want me to stick around and hang out anymore?", I pouted, then smiled sweetly.
"I misjudged you, you don't seem any fun at all."
"Well, I am, but not for lowgrades such as yourself...", I smartly replied, "I'm sure you'll find someone fun to entertain you."
"Not someone like her", he mumbled, but the looked at me like he had just thought of something.
"But it's okay though, I know where she lives", he said, smirking again. Pan's hand was clearly visible on his cheek. He turned around and stalked off.
Wait, Pan! It was freezing outside and I still had her coat.
Lord knows what she has been up to in the meantime...
I hurried outside, only to find her with someone else coat around her, surrounded by three not very unappealing men. I rolled my eyes.
Did it ever end?
I reached her, plucked the coat off of her and hooked her arm. Pulling her away without a word, I ignored the disappointed cries of the men.
"Tell me Pan, does man-whore know where you live?"
"Ma-oooh you mean Justin? No... eeeh...well, actually he might, I can't remember, why?", she blushed.
"Then you're coming with me!", I said conclusively.
"Bra, I don't understand why you're doing this and I don't wan-"
I put two fingers to my forehead and It'd us to my room at Capsule. (Handy isn't it?)
Pan stood there, momentarily dazed.
And then...
"WHAT!? Is Grandpa teaching everyone besides me?! I don't want to-"
"Pan, shut up! You're drunk and throwing yourself away to drunk idiots. If your parents knew about this..."
Her face paled considerably.
"Are you going to tell them? Because you don't understand! I can't help it and there's no-one I can talk to!", she said panicking.
"You can't help it?", I arched an eyebrow, "and I'm not a person you can confide anything to?"
She scoffed and said: "I'm pretty sure those are details you wouldn't like to go into, trust me."
"Try me!"
Now she actually growled.
"You have no right to do this to me! demand an answer and everything. I am _so_ leaving!"
"Then I am _so_ calling your father..."
She turned around and smacked me too. Ouch!!
"Did I ever betray you?", she barked.
Well, no, she hadn't, but I am only trying to help her. I needed her to calm down first.
"Pan, I'm not trying to make things difficult for you, sweetie. It's just that I'm worried and really think you deserve so much better then this", I pleaded with her. Bingo!
She slumped down and a chair and started crying softly.
"You don't understand... ever since I started my period all my body is telling me to do is fuck, fuck and get fucked! If I don't I literally become sick! I hate it!", her words slurred from booze, but her tears were real.
I was shocked, to understate it.
Pan, a nympho? Prudish, bitchy, get-away-from-me Pan? I could barely believe it.
She went into a new round of sobs, a little louder this time.
I sat down beside her. "Shh, it's okay, it's probably just a phase. I could ask my dad", I offered, but she briskly shook her head.
"Hell no! What would you say? 'Hey dad, Pan wants to get laid all the time and now we were wondering if that's chronic or some sort of Saiyan thing. Could you tell me?' Yeah right!", she cried, continuously wiping away tears.
"When I was with Uub, it was pretty much controllable. I mean, he was usually able to last long enough. But humans are pitiful! I keep giving them energy, but when I do they're in shambles the next day. It's so pathetic, I actually feel guilty."
I couldn't help but chuckle a little. "Haha, yeah I agree. That's one of the reasons I wanted to be with Goten so bad", I admitted, wanting to open up to her a little as she had to me.
She sighed, regaining control of her emotions. "I hope you're right. That it'll all go away. It's really annoying to be horny all the time. For some reason, guys pick up on that. i could wear a garbage bag and still they won't leave me alone. however, when it comes down to it, they're like 'Pan, please, I can't take it anymore, it hurts!'", she mockingly said and I giggled again.
Her eyes locked with mine. She said eyeing me apologetically, I didn't like it one bit.
"I really appreciate what you're doing, but I have to go home now. I don't want to be sick tomorrow."
"You're not going anywhere. maybe my mother can fix you up, but this can't go on."
"She can't help me with this."
"You don't know that!", I yelled at her, getting up as she did too.
"You still don't understand, do you?", she hissed.
She took me by surprise by swiftly throwing me on my overly large bed and making a dash for the door.
Even though my room was really big, I failed to catch up with her even with her being drunk and me not having drank a drop.
When the door opened I made a last run for it, but in stead was met with my custom made Saiyan proof door.
Face first, mind you. Dazed for a second, I opened the door afterwards but she was nowhere in sight. How did she manage to do that so fast? I went to my mother's lab to get my broken nose fixed, a senzu would be enough.
That little bitch was on her own until she'd apologize!
I ran out and slammed the door, hearing a thud shortly afterwards. I wanted to chuckle as I prepared to run off, knowing Bra had ran into the door, but I ran into something very hard. Pain! I guess I got what I deserved. I peeked through one eye with my hands clasped over my nose and was met with the image of a smirking Trunks...