Here you have it, my first fanfic EVER. It's T/P, and I have a feeling it won't be my only
one. So here goes with the legal crap and excuses for why this sucks......
I live in the USA, and of COURSE I haven't seen after the Buu Saga just yet. I have a
feeling I won't until I'm 36 or older. So please excuse any mistakes you see, and
remember this IS fanfiction after all and things are allowed to be changed.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters. The plot and story is a product of my
imagination. So DO NOT sue me. yada yada yada I'm done disclaiming. Here goes.....
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BACKROUND
AGES:
Pan - 17(about to turn 18), Trunks - 24 (yeah I know it's older but shut up already)
TIME:
Sometime after GT, only Goku isn't dead. Why? Because you're in my world now, get
used to it.
Vegeta wiped the sweat from his brow and growled under his breath. He had been
fighting 'Kakkarot' all day and yet he hadn't yet defeated him. The thought that a 3rd class
monkey could be better than him did not settle well with his royal saiyan blood, though the
thought of being equal at least suited him for the moment. He kicked the dirt with his torn
boot and walked up to Goku, who was just as beat up as he.
"Vegeta," Goku said, "I think we should call it a night."
It was nearly midnight, their sparring had gone on longer than they had expected, or noticed.
Vegeta only nodded and looked toward the Son house and then back at Goku. But something
caught his eye and he quickly looked back to the Son house.
"How long has she been doing that?," Vegeta demanded suddenly.
Surprised at Vegeta's question and apparent interest, Goku looked in the direction that Vegeta was
looking. There Pan sat, holding her legs to her chest and staring at the sky with her back towards
the two warriors.
"Weeks now," Goku said, frowning. "I think she just needs to figure things out sometimes,
and, you know, listen to herself. It's probably a real healthy thing to do. But don't tell
Gohan - she's usually out there late at night and he would rather she be sleeping by now."
Goku paused for a minute before curiously going on. "Why do you ask, Vegeta?"
"I saw your brat's brat sitting on the roof," Vegeta said with his arms folded in his
usual rough manner, "and I thought maybe she was looking for the moon, and probably no
one bothered to tell her there was none."
He smirked as Goku frowned. Vegeta laughed and unfolded his arms as he flew off towards his home
at Capsule Corps. Goku sighed and looked up at the roof. Pan was still up there, and though he
wanted her to have time to herself he also knew it was really getting late, and cold. He flew up to
the roof and landed next to her. "Pan?," he asked gently. She was sleeping with her head rested on
her knees. Goku smiled to himself and picked her up, careful not to wake her. He then flew into her
open bedroom window and tucked her in. Though she was almost 18 now, she would always be her
grandpa's little girl. He kissed her lightly on the cheek and was about to leave when she stirred a bit and
looked up at him.
"Grandpa?," she asked quietly.
"Hmm?," Goku answered, turning around.
"Thanks," she said smiling, "And could you do me yet another favor?"
"No," Goku said, then laughed, "Of course, what is it, Pan?"
"Just don't tell my dad. He'll bar up my windows you know. My education is very important to him."
Through the seriousness of her statement, she still found it funny and she smiled.
"Pan, he wouldn't really bar up your windows now would he?"
"You never know Grandpa...you never know."
Goku laughed. This was his son they were talking about, he wondered where he went wrong. 'ChiChi,' he
thought, and smiled as he shook his head. 'He really does act a lot like her.'
"What's so important about going up there, Panny?," Goku asked. He wanted to figure her out
almost as much as she wanted to figure herself out. She was almost 18, and he worried that soon
she would be too busy living her own life to remember her dear old grandpa. He wondered if
moments like these would cease to exist once she grew up. Seeing her hesitate, he smiled and decided
to get it out of her somehow.
"Oh come on! You can tell me! I'm your grandpa!," Goku reasoned with the infamous Son smile on his
face. How could she say no?
"I was just thinking," Pan said, blushing a bit though she didn't want to. 'Oh no...,' she thought, 'I'm not
even completely sure what I think about up there!' But before she could say more Goku asked, like
she knew he would...
"About what?"
Pan looked helplessly into her grandfather's eyes. She knew she would end up telling him, even
though she didn't want to. After all, he was her grandfather, and she loved him. And he had used the
Son smile...that always pulled at your heartstrings. She sighed.
"I...I'm not sure exactly," Pan said, in a near whisper. Goku leaned closer and donned a serious face
for once as he listened. Pan sighed again and put down her defenses. "I feel...a connection to
someone. I'm not sure how or why, but I do."
"Who is it?," Goku asked. He had suddenly become very interested.
"That's the thing - I don't know! I can't put a face or a name to the feeling just yet. But it's something
that just feels so right. I'm really not sure how.....Grandpa do you think I'm nuts or what?"
Goku laughed lightly. "Not at all, Panny," he said, "You're just experiencing a Saiyan bond. I'm sorry
but it will never go away - you're in love and destined to be with the other half of your bond, the way that
he is destined to be with you."
"What?!," Pan exclaimed, surprised. She was beginning to wonder if it was such a good idea for her
Grandpa to know she was in love, because with that knowledge came the embarrassing comments about
every guy that happened to be in the same room as her. She could hear it now - "Is that your other half?
Huh, Panny, huh???" But it was already too late. She decided to make the best of it and find out just what
this could mean. "Does he feel the other half of the bond? I mean, if he's not Saiyan, does it still work?"
"Well, maybe he is a Saiyan," Goku said casually as he stood up to leave her with her thoughts. But the look
on her face was as if she had struck gold. She had finally put a face to the bond.
"Trunks," she said suddenly, quickly sitting upright in her bed. She found herself out of breath as her heart
raced with this new discovery.
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This was my first fanfic ever! I took the whole thing down because I didn't know what I was going to do
with it, but now I have a few ideas. I'm reposting it as I edit, chapter by chapter. When I get a good
amount of reviews, I'll edit and post the next chapter.
Please review!
one. So here goes with the legal crap and excuses for why this sucks......
I live in the USA, and of COURSE I haven't seen after the Buu Saga just yet. I have a
feeling I won't until I'm 36 or older. So please excuse any mistakes you see, and
remember this IS fanfiction after all and things are allowed to be changed.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own these characters. The plot and story is a product of my
imagination. So DO NOT sue me. yada yada yada I'm done disclaiming. Here goes.....
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
BACKROUND
AGES:
Pan - 17(about to turn 18), Trunks - 24 (yeah I know it's older but shut up already)
TIME:
Sometime after GT, only Goku isn't dead. Why? Because you're in my world now, get
used to it.
Vegeta wiped the sweat from his brow and growled under his breath. He had been
fighting 'Kakkarot' all day and yet he hadn't yet defeated him. The thought that a 3rd class
monkey could be better than him did not settle well with his royal saiyan blood, though the
thought of being equal at least suited him for the moment. He kicked the dirt with his torn
boot and walked up to Goku, who was just as beat up as he.
"Vegeta," Goku said, "I think we should call it a night."
It was nearly midnight, their sparring had gone on longer than they had expected, or noticed.
Vegeta only nodded and looked toward the Son house and then back at Goku. But something
caught his eye and he quickly looked back to the Son house.
"How long has she been doing that?," Vegeta demanded suddenly.
Surprised at Vegeta's question and apparent interest, Goku looked in the direction that Vegeta was
looking. There Pan sat, holding her legs to her chest and staring at the sky with her back towards
the two warriors.
"Weeks now," Goku said, frowning. "I think she just needs to figure things out sometimes,
and, you know, listen to herself. It's probably a real healthy thing to do. But don't tell
Gohan - she's usually out there late at night and he would rather she be sleeping by now."
Goku paused for a minute before curiously going on. "Why do you ask, Vegeta?"
"I saw your brat's brat sitting on the roof," Vegeta said with his arms folded in his
usual rough manner, "and I thought maybe she was looking for the moon, and probably no
one bothered to tell her there was none."
He smirked as Goku frowned. Vegeta laughed and unfolded his arms as he flew off towards his home
at Capsule Corps. Goku sighed and looked up at the roof. Pan was still up there, and though he
wanted her to have time to herself he also knew it was really getting late, and cold. He flew up to
the roof and landed next to her. "Pan?," he asked gently. She was sleeping with her head rested on
her knees. Goku smiled to himself and picked her up, careful not to wake her. He then flew into her
open bedroom window and tucked her in. Though she was almost 18 now, she would always be her
grandpa's little girl. He kissed her lightly on the cheek and was about to leave when she stirred a bit and
looked up at him.
"Grandpa?," she asked quietly.
"Hmm?," Goku answered, turning around.
"Thanks," she said smiling, "And could you do me yet another favor?"
"No," Goku said, then laughed, "Of course, what is it, Pan?"
"Just don't tell my dad. He'll bar up my windows you know. My education is very important to him."
Through the seriousness of her statement, she still found it funny and she smiled.
"Pan, he wouldn't really bar up your windows now would he?"
"You never know Grandpa...you never know."
Goku laughed. This was his son they were talking about, he wondered where he went wrong. 'ChiChi,' he
thought, and smiled as he shook his head. 'He really does act a lot like her.'
"What's so important about going up there, Panny?," Goku asked. He wanted to figure her out
almost as much as she wanted to figure herself out. She was almost 18, and he worried that soon
she would be too busy living her own life to remember her dear old grandpa. He wondered if
moments like these would cease to exist once she grew up. Seeing her hesitate, he smiled and decided
to get it out of her somehow.
"Oh come on! You can tell me! I'm your grandpa!," Goku reasoned with the infamous Son smile on his
face. How could she say no?
"I was just thinking," Pan said, blushing a bit though she didn't want to. 'Oh no...,' she thought, 'I'm not
even completely sure what I think about up there!' But before she could say more Goku asked, like
she knew he would...
"About what?"
Pan looked helplessly into her grandfather's eyes. She knew she would end up telling him, even
though she didn't want to. After all, he was her grandfather, and she loved him. And he had used the
Son smile...that always pulled at your heartstrings. She sighed.
"I...I'm not sure exactly," Pan said, in a near whisper. Goku leaned closer and donned a serious face
for once as he listened. Pan sighed again and put down her defenses. "I feel...a connection to
someone. I'm not sure how or why, but I do."
"Who is it?," Goku asked. He had suddenly become very interested.
"That's the thing - I don't know! I can't put a face or a name to the feeling just yet. But it's something
that just feels so right. I'm really not sure how.....Grandpa do you think I'm nuts or what?"
Goku laughed lightly. "Not at all, Panny," he said, "You're just experiencing a Saiyan bond. I'm sorry
but it will never go away - you're in love and destined to be with the other half of your bond, the way that
he is destined to be with you."
"What?!," Pan exclaimed, surprised. She was beginning to wonder if it was such a good idea for her
Grandpa to know she was in love, because with that knowledge came the embarrassing comments about
every guy that happened to be in the same room as her. She could hear it now - "Is that your other half?
Huh, Panny, huh???" But it was already too late. She decided to make the best of it and find out just what
this could mean. "Does he feel the other half of the bond? I mean, if he's not Saiyan, does it still work?"
"Well, maybe he is a Saiyan," Goku said casually as he stood up to leave her with her thoughts. But the look
on her face was as if she had struck gold. She had finally put a face to the bond.
"Trunks," she said suddenly, quickly sitting upright in her bed. She found herself out of breath as her heart
raced with this new discovery.
________________________________________________________________________
This was my first fanfic ever! I took the whole thing down because I didn't know what I was going to do
with it, but now I have a few ideas. I'm reposting it as I edit, chapter by chapter. When I get a good
amount of reviews, I'll edit and post the next chapter.
Please review!
