IMPORTANT THAT YOU READ THIS:
If you want to read this story, you must first read the prequel to it. This is the second story in the series. The first is
My Love For You Is InsatiableYou must read this to read this story, otherwise you'll be confused. Events that will occur in this fic are or are related to events in the one before. The prequel is a good story and original, told by reviewers. It is vital that you read the prequel before this one.
This is set on Planet Vegeta. Trunks and Pan are together. All characters are full-blooded saiyans. Trunks is 19 years old and Pan is 17 years old.
So without further ado, here is the first chapter of the prequel to My Love For You Is Insatiable. Thank you for all the reviews left in the last story and I hope to hear from those reviewers in this one.
MORE NOTES
Around 2 years ago, I pulled the plug on this fanfic and put it on indefinite hold. That hold is now off. I will finish that fanfic. There are only around six chapters left.
I was a naïve and selfish bitch when I said that I would stop writing this fic. I've realised that now. I was so stupid. But I'm here to rectify my mistakes. This fic will be revised and finished. I have finished school so have lots of time to finish it.
Let Love Be Your EnergyHe observed himself in the mirror. His lavender hair was matted, marked with blood and plastered to the side of his face. He had bags under his eyes from lack of sleep and his eyes were bloodshot. But at least his pupils were black again and his iris the sapphire blue they always were. He observed his mouth. He had a deep incision on his lower lip. He touched it with his finger and a stinging feeling ripped through it. Blood that had dripped from it had dried, causing a downward trail of red crust.
It was difficult to believe that it had lasted for three days. For him, it felt like an eternity. He shifted his gaze of himself in the mirror to his bedroom, which was reflected in the mirror. He could see the bigger than king-size bed and on the bed was his mate.
Trunks looked at her. She had sheets wrapped firmly around her, though exposing her top half. Her long, ebony hair was all over her face and pillow and her arms were outstretched. She was still sleeping, her chest rising and falling with each breath. It was so dreamlike. Pan moved her arms and turned over on the bed, exposing all of her back. He could see dried blood on her back too.
They had been in heat for the last three days. In fact, everyone male over the age of sixteen and every mated female was in heat. Every eight years, there would be a full moon. They were taught not to turn Oozaru, so the saiyans went into heat. All males under sixteen and non-mated females were kept away from their parents and brothers and sisters to avoid being dragged into it. Saiyans in heat were unruly. Anything could happen.
This was their first time in heat. Trunks and Pan had been under ten years old when it had been last. Trunks and Pan had only mated just over a year ago. And that year had been the best in their life. Trunks' sister, Bra, also was with someone. She had Goten, Pan's uncle who was unusually only one year older than Pan. But they weren't mated. They were taking it slowly. Goten went into heat, but because Bra wasn't mated she didn't. But she was willing, so they had had fun for the last three days.
Trunks looked back at himself and ran his fingers over his face. He dragged his fingers over four lines that ran side-wards down his face. They were red from the blood dried up. He remembered what had happened: Pan's fingernails were sharp.
Trunks looked at his bare chest. There were numerous cuts and puncture marks over it. During heat, males' eyes changed colour and their canines lengthened. Females' nails and canines lengthened during heat. It was a case of love mixed with blood. Most of the cuts had faded on his chest, as they were around three days old. However, the fresh ones were a bright red colour. He turned around and looked over his shoulder to the mirror. His back had crescent shaped nail marks and scratches all over it. One cut went from his neck to around his tail.
Trunks touched his lip again. The puncture mark was from two nights ago when Pan had bit him.
Although heat seemed animalistic, it was a joyous union between two saiyans.
Trunks exited the bathroom and sat down on the bed next to Pan. The sheets had red stains all over them, but that didn't matter now. Trunks laid down next to her and kissed her tenderly on the forehead. She scrunched her eyes and opened them. Her eyesight was blurry at first but after a few seconds, she could decipher a figure lying next to her. It was Trunks. She looked at him properly and noticed his eyes were back to normal. She smiled at him before drawing up the covers further.
:How are you feeling: thought Trunks to Pan through their bond.
:Sore, tired and hungry…but I couldn't have asked for a better three days: she replied.
Trunks smiled and kissed her on the lips. She invited him into her mouth. They broke away for air and Pan touched his lip.
"Does it hurt?" she asked him.
"No. What about you? You have your fair share of abrasions," replied Trunks, rubbing his thumb over a scrape on her forehead. He remembered doing that with his teeth. She had a cut on her chin.
Trunks swept her hair away from her right shoulder and looked at her neck. Her bite mark, the mark that showed that she was his and taken, was a deep red colour. The area around it was bruised and there was dried blood everywhere around it and down her body where the blood had seeped.
He touched it gently with his hand and felt her pain through their bond.
"It doesn't ache that much," she told him, "all I need is to eat and sleep."
Trunks yawned in agreement. He pulled her close and they lay together on the bed. She turned to face him. Pan moved her fingers up his chest, over the cuts on her way. She sighed.
"Saiyans are so animalistic. Before three days ago, I couldn't understand why children where brought away from their parents during heat, but now I sure do understand."
Trunks smiled at her, "It's like losing all self control."
"It is losing all self control," replied Pan, remembering.
FLASHBACK
Pan wrapped the soft, white towel around her body and sat down on the edge of the bath. The room was filled with steam and it smelt of lavender. She could use her ki to dry off, but she was feeling lazy. She wanted a last wash before the heat started. Saiyan Astrologers had told King Vegeta what night the moon would be full, and that night was tonight. It was early evening, and the moon had yet to rise. Once it was in the sky, there was no stopping the saiyan's instincts. Even if it was covered by a cloud. All they had to do was wait.
Pan had been looking forward to this night for weeks. She had felt excited when they had known the date, and Trunks knew it. Bulma had told her to enjoy it and make the most out of it, and she had told Bra to make sure she was mated before the next heat. Pan giggled at the memory.
Suddenly, Pan started to feel cold. It wasn't the coldness you feel when you come out of a bath or shower, it was different. She felt shivery and quivery. She was beginning to clam up. She felt a sharp pain from her bite mark on the joint of her shoulder and neck. She made a small noise of pain and stood up. The towel fell from around her. She looked out of the bathroom window and saw the full moon shining brightly over the planet.
She suddenly gripped the bathroom sink to avoid falling to the ground. She cried out as she felt her canine teeth extend; but there was no pain. It was a feeling of relief and delight. She watched as her nails grew longer so that they were an inch and a half long. Her body temperature rose and perspiration beaded on her forehead. There was a last feeling of pleasure where her bite mark was before the transformation was over. Her breathing became faster as thoughts ran through her head.
Pan knew what she needed. She needed her mate. She needed Trunks.
So when Trunks came in through the door, eyes coloured differently and canines showing, she knew that she couldn't stop.
FLASHFORWARD
Trunks rubbed his hand on her arm and then looked to her chest. She had a bite just above her left breast. Trunks touched it and she slapped his hand away.
"Leave the hickey alone. I want to sleep."
Trunks did as told and pulled her as close as possible. She snuggled up against him.
:I love you. Always have, always will: she told him.
:I love you too:
And they went into the world of dreams.
After another whole day of sleeping and a long shower between them, Trunks and Pan emerged refreshed from their part of the palace. Most of the saiyans were getting out of their rooms and accommodation. You could say that the heat lasted for four to five days. Three days playing and one to two days sleeping and resting was what usually happened. This also gave time for wounds and cuts to heal. Saiyans didn't like showing their heat cuts in public, it was for them and their mates only. Cream was given out before heat to put on the wounds. They healed and disappeared within an hour this way. Pan got rid of her hickey; if she wanted another one she knew who to ask.
It was afternoon when they unlocked the door. They had slept and showered, but they were hungry. Super hungry. Trunks and Pan rushed down the stairs that lead to the centre hall. They met familiar faces on the way. By now, nearly everyone was up and back to their daily routine.
As they entered the dinning room, they saw Bra and Goten eating. No, they weren't eating. They were inhaling their food. And the scene was making Trunks and Pan hunger increase. Bra noticed them and beckoned them over.
"We must look like total pigs eating this fast!" said Bra as they sat down.
"No way," replied Pan, "Because we're hungry too and we'll look like you too."
Trunks agreed and his eyes were torn away by a huge plate of deer entering the room.
"Deer…" drooled Trunks.
After ten minutes of constant stuffing their faces with all types of food.
"Arrrrrrrrrr…I'm stuffed," mumbled Pan, rubbing her filled stomach.
"You and I both," replied Pan.
Goten was drinking his favourite wine, the 786sd Classic while Trunks was still eating deer.
Pan slapped Trunks hard on the back, "Still hungry?"
He nodded and dug into a deer leg.
Bra grinned.
"So," asked Bra in a hushed voice, "how was it?"
Pan blushed, "The best."
Bra giggled, "I have to wait to see what it feel like to be in heat."
"At least you still had fun," replied Pan, "You should have seen Trunks when it was over! I sort of went out of all control. He had scratches everywhere! Well, he did the same to me."
"I can't wait 'till Goten and I become mates!"
"Well if you can't wait, give him some signals!" said Pan, "Or tell him straight."
"Yeah, well I've got to watch Dad. He's okay with Goten and I being together, but he doesn't like the fact that I'm only sixteen. Goten already told me that he'll do it when the time is right. If it's tonight, it's tonight. Otherwise, maybe waiting until my seventeenth birthday is a good idea. That's only eight months away."
"That's still a long time!" said Pan, "But it's your choice. Just do it before eight years is up!"
Bra smiled remembering her mother's words.
"When Goten came to me at the start of the full moon, I thought he was possessed! His eyes were so strange, but they turned me on!"
"Enough details," laughed Pan.
"What's it like to lose control?" asked Bra.
"I can't explain it. You go all rigid and then you transform," said Pan, Bra nodding understanding, "And then when Trunks came to me, I went for him…and you can guess the rest."
Bra smiled and looked at the other two saiyans. They were arm wrestling; again.
"Where's Mum?" asked Pan. Since she had become part of the family, Bulma and Vegeta were treated as second parents.
Her own Mother and Father were dead. Her Father, Gohan, from the Tyrant War and her Mother, Videl, had committed suicide from the emotional pain a little over a year ago. Her Grandfather Kakarott had also died at the Tyrant War. She had grieved her Father and Grandfather's death for a long time. They had died when she had been nine years old. After their deaths were avenged, she learnt that they didn't want her to grieve for their deaths, but to go on in life and know that they were happy and proud of her. So when she called Bulma and Vegeta mum and dad, she felt as if she was talking to the people she cherished above.
"I haven't seen them since the beginning of the full moon and none of the kitchen staff have seen them either so they're probably still asleep."
"Still?"
"You know how Mum and Dad are," giggled Bra, "Although heat has ended they're probably still at it like little rabbits."
Pan pulled a face, "Enough details about their life Bra. You're like a gossip-holic: you know everything."
"Well what I know about Mum and Dad was an accident…"
A large bang and a cry of victory interrupted them. Pan and Bra turned towards Trunks and Goten. Trunks was smiling and Goten had his head in his hands.
"I lost again," Goten complained.
"Well train your biceps more, sweetie," said Bra, wrapping her arms around his neck from behind.
"And you," said Pan, sitting on Trunks' leg, "don't tease Uncle Goten."
He grumbled.
After an afternoon of more talking and relaxing, Trunks and Pan decided to train. But they got up to other things…
Pan broke away from the kiss for air. Trunks was on the gravity room floor and Pan was straddling him. She was holding down his hands with hers. Their tails were wrapped together, the feeling sending tingles down their spines. Trunks smirked and pulled her back down for another kiss. He covered her mouth with his and tangled his hands in her hair. She smiled against his lips, opening her mouth to give him entrance with his tongue so that he could devour her. He was a good kisser and she meant that. They had an intense tongue war and Pan moaned into his mouth. As they pulled away, Trunks began to kiss her ear, nibbling and licking it. She whimpered at his touch and she leant against his rock hard chest. Trunks enveloped her in his embrace. She looked up at him and smiled. After a while, Trunks rolled over so that he was on top of Pan. He began to caress her face.
"Shouldn't we be training?" he asked.
"Yeah…but we got a little side-tracked."
"A little?"
"Okay, a lot," said Pan, smirking.
Trunks got off her and helped her to her feet
Pan got up and dusted herself down. Her waist length hair was down and loose. She wore a royal blue spandex with long sleeves and the Royal Family Crest on the left-hand corner of her chest. She had silver tipped boots and no gloves. She hated them.
Trunks wore the same colour spandex with the crest but it was sleeveless. He wore silver tipped boots and gloves. He got into his fighting stance.
"Bring it on."
They had decided to wear ki bracelets to hide their ki so that they could train themselves to look for their opponent as well as feeling for their ki.
Pan smirked evilly and seductively at him and flew towards him. Trunks countered her kick with a block. He punched her hard, sending Pan to the floor, but she retaliated with a series of kicks. Then, Trunks took to the air.
She joined him and flew towards him. Trunks prepared to punch her as she hurtled towards him when she put two of her fingers to her head and vanished. He looked for her and found her beneath him, only to be too late. She slammed her fist right into his jaw, sending him towards the ceiling. He retaliated by picking up speed and kicking her down towards the ground, then punching her upwards and as she recovered, saw his chance and grabbed her from under the arms. She was trapped.
She tried to get out of his grip but he grabbed her harder, wrapping his legs around hers. No ray of light could come between them.
"I wouldn't move if I were you," he mocked her.
"Why? Do you like the position I'm in?" asked Pan, "Is it arousing or stimulating?"
Trunks blushed, but leaned forward to whisper in her ear, "Both."
Pan reddened and tried to move her arms, but couldn't move them. But she had an idea. Using her fists, she swung them in Trunks' face before elbowing him in the chest before flying away. She stood on the floor of the gravity chamber, looking up at him. As he hurtled towards her, he disappeared in a blur. She saw where he went and lifted her hand just in time to block his roundhouse kick. She struck him hard in the stomach and then under his chin. He flew up and levitated above his mate. Wiping blood from his around his mouth, he put his hands in front of him and formed a big ki blast.
He fired it and Pan didn't notice it until too late. She put her hands up as it hit her and she was pushed back to the wall where she punched the ki blast away. It frazzled out. Pan put her hands on either side of her body.
"Ka…me…ha…me…ha!" she shouted. The blue blast went for him, but he smacked it away. It still hurt his arms though.
But while the blast had occupied him, she had come behind it and as soon as he had smacked it away, she head butted him in the head. Blood seeped down the side of his face, but he didn't care. He flew towards her and tried to kick her, but she back flipped backwards many times, showing her agility and flexibility in the gymnastics. But he caught her at the end. She went into the wall and blood seeped down the back of her neck. She put her hands behind her neck and looked at the blood on her fingers. She smiled.
Trunks looked at her smile. He touched his head where she had head butted him and moved his hair out of the way. His sweat mixed with his blood. It was time to turn this up a level.
"Super Saiyan?" he asked.
"Super Saiyan…2" she replied.
And they did just that. Trunks' eyes changed to that turquoise colour and his hair spiked up a light golden colour. His eyes reminded Pan of their heat. Pan's hair changed to the light golden colour too. It didn't spike up, but held itself in waves behind her shoulders.
For the next half an hour, they were a blur. They moved with intense speed, but Trunks could move faster. He could transform all the way up to SS4, a feat he had achieved only a year ago during the Conflict of Rebellion war. An evil leader of the Gori-jins had come to Vegeta-sei to take over the planet. Her name was Sheik and had been killed when SS4 Gotenks had destroyed her.
Pan punched him and he caught her fist. He smirked before kicking her. She grabbed his foot and spun him in the air. He broke away and ki blasted he to the ground. He landed opposite her. She got up and dusted herself down.
"I think you won," she said.
"Definitely."
Pan powered down to her normal form and breathed out heavily. She loved a good workout. Trunks powered down too. He turned around to go to the controls to switch off the 500gs of gravity. But he didn't get there.
All of a sudden, the ground began to shake and tremble. Pan put out her hands to her side to steady herself. The floor of the gravity room quaked to the left and to the right. Sometimes it would go one way a lot, resulting in a loss of balance. The tiles of the gravity room floor began to clatter. Pan watched as they started to become loose and rise in the air, smashing as they hit the ground.
Trunks grabbed onto one of the beams that were in the corners of the room. Dust began to rise as the tiles smashed and the trembling brought up dirt from the floor and from behind the controls.
It slowed before stopping. Trunks unwrapped his arms from around the beam and breathed in dusty air. He coughed before scanning the dust cloud.
"Pan!" he called.
No answer.
:Pan: he thought to her through their bond.
"I'm okay!" she replied. Trunks breathed out a sigh of relief. The gravity was still on.
Pan coughed, "Was that an Earthquake?"
"Yeah, the first one for thirty two years, I think. They're rare."
"Where are you?" she asked. It was impossible to see and they couldn't feel each other's ki due to their ki bracelets."By the controls. Come over here," said Trunks.
They both could hear commotion and noise upstairs. Although it had lasted one minute, it had probably caused a lot of damage. Pan stepped carefully on the broken tiles to get to the controls. She could hear the floor creaking beneath her, something that didn't happen before.
Then it happened.
A cracking sound could be heard from above and dust began to fall from the floor above. The ceiling opened.
Trunks gasped as the ceiling collapsed and the contents from the floor above fell down into the gravity room. Pan looked up and opened her mouth to shout, but the floor fell on top of her. Trunks ran forward as it did. Debris was falling down fast. He had to get Pan and himself out of the gravity room before it collapsed even more, burying them. He dodged a pile of bricks and looked where Pan had been. He could see her getting up out of the rubble that had fallen on her, but none of them knew what would happen next.
A huge whooshing sound came from above and Trunks looked up in terror. Above him was his Mother's huge lab where spaceships and battle gear were made. He gasped and covered his head as huge strips of metal descended down upon them.
"Pan!" he called as the metal hit the ground.
Then all that was heard was silence.
Trunks uncovered his head and cried out in pain. He lifted a bit of the ceiling off his head and sat up. Pain shot through his legs. He looked at them and gasped. A huge long beam of metal was lying across them, it's weight 500 times its normal weight due to the gravity machine still being on. He touched his thigh and swore as pain ripped through it. He couldn't move his legs, and his energy was drained due to his training.
"On three. One, two three!"
Trunks put his hands under the beam and tried to lift it. Due to its increased weight, it was near impossible to lift up. He wouldn't go into Super Saiyan just in case he set off another round of falling rubble. He stopped and dropped it back onto his legs.
"Holy Vegeta!" he swore.
He looked to his left and his face paled. Pan. Where she had been, there were three huge beams of metal. All he could see of her was a bloody hand poking through the rubble where she was buried.
:Pan: he called.
There wasn't an answer, and the bond seemed strained and painful. She was in pain.
He didn't care about his pain anymore. He used all his love for his mate to push the beams of his legs. They were a bloody wreck. A sharp piece of metal had stabbed his foot and he pulled it out, blood gushing from the wound. He couldn't stand up so he dragged himself to where Pan was.
"Pan," he called. The dust was still quite thick in the air.
He got to the rubble and clasped her hand. She still had a pulse. He let out a sigh of relief and began to pull each of the beams of heavy metal off her form. It was hard work and he was in pain, but he had to get her out before she was crushed. He heaved and heaved and got the last beam off. He threw the rest of the ceiling rubble and debris over his shoulder so that he could get to her.
She was bad.
"Pan…" he said.
Her spandex had turned a nasty maroon colour where she was bleeding. Her breathing was laboured and Trunks guessed she had broken some ribs. Her arms where bloody and a bone was sticking out of her right lower arm. He picked her up and cradled her in his lap, being careful not to move her too much. He wiped the hair from her face to see her clearly.
All that caught his eye was a huge bump and gash on the side of her forehead, dripping with blood.
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