Life of a Fusion

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Disclaimer: I don't own any characters in Dragonball Z. Toriyama-sama does.
Notes: Randomly watching Gotenks AMVs inspired this. Enjoy.


Son Pan, age thirteen, and Briefs Bra, age twelve, sighed as Trunks and Goten kept sparring. Trunks was a man with a vendetta, that was for sure. The girls believed it was because of Goten dating Marron, but they wondered why Trunks would go on staying angry. With other girls, this had never happened.

"We have to fix their friendship!" proclaimed Pan, making a pose that rivaled Saiyaman's in coolness.

"Don't do that Pan." said Bra, her eye twitching. Pan shrugged.

"I don't want to ask anybody. We should make this a surprise and take the credit for fixing things." Liking the plan, Pan turned to Bra. "Get me the Dragon Radar."


Bra, flying behind Pan on the Nimbus Cloud, looked enviously at her friend.

"Why won't you teach me how to fly?" pouted Bra. Pan shrugged.

"Your dad would beat me up. And I thought you wanted to impress Uub." replied Pan offhandedly.

"Yeah, but I want to be able to defend myself, and more importantly, I want to fly!" yelled Bra, flailing her arms. A bead of sweat ran down the back of Pan's head.

"R-Right…" Pan looked into the sack. "Only one left. Should be down there…"

Bra gulped when she saw where they were. A nude beach, thankfully though, the Dragonball wasn't too close.

"I'm not going." said Bra, crossing her arms. Pan rolled her eyes and tossed Bra the sack, who looked at it in confusion.

"It's in the water. You wouldn't be able to get it anyway." replied Pan with a grin. She pulled off her bandana, letting her spiky black hair free. While it was a tamer spiky than the other Saiyan's, it was very obvious that her hair was spiky. After tossing Bra her shoes and pack, Pan dove into the water, causing an enormous tidal wave to head towards the people at the beach.

Bra stared down at the water with a finger in her mouth.

"I wanna do that too…" mumbled the pre-teen half Saiyan.

A few moments later, a jet stream of water flew up, and went a bit higher than Bra and the Nimbus. As the water went back down, there was Pan, holding the Dragonball triumphantly and shaking the water out of her hair.

"Let's go!" exclaimed Pan excitedly, grabbing her pack and flying towards the chosen spot for their wish. Bra and the Nimbus Cloud were in hot pursuit.


Smaller size was an enormous advantage. Speed was an even greater one. Being a child with a huge imagination and creativity topped that by far.

"Super Kamikaze Ghost Attack!" yelled the child. His cheeks puffed up, and he opened his mouth wide, and it seemed like an army of white globs came out of his mouth. Some of them had arms and a head, and others had to pull them out of where their neck would be.

"Damn it!" yelled the two adults fighting the child, both looking oddly similar.

"GO!" yelled Gotenks, charging down at Vegito and Gogeta with his ghosts. "Bomber Shield!"

The ghosts flew around Gotenks, not touching, but moving as he flew. He was surrounded on all sides by explosive clones of himself, and knew he was going to win.

"Blast them!" yelled Vegito, creating a ball of ki in his hands. Gogeta nodded and they began, one by one, destroying the ghosts.

"Time for my finishing move!" yelled Gotenks. Gogeta and Vegito turned around to see Gotenks sticking his tongue at them. "Now then… Super-."

Gotenks vanished.

"… Did we win?" asked Vegito after a few moments. Gogeta shrugged. "Poker?"

"Sure…" muttered Gogeta, and he flew with his "brother" towards the table they had been sitting at before Gotenks had challenged them again.


"We wish that we could see Goten and Trunks when they were closest!"

"Your wish has been granted…" boomed Shenron.

"We'll call you later Shenron!" yelled Pan. The dragon roared and went back into the Dragonballs. Pan and Bra high-fived and waited. Before their eyes, a poof of smoke appeared before them. They stared at it eagerly.

"-Dest- What the hell?" said a voice coming from the smoke.

Pan and Bra stared as a boy that looked only seven or eight years old began coughing as the smoke around him wisped away.

He had black hair, yet it seemed the back and sides were lavender, and he wore a black and yellow vest and white gi pants. A blue sash was around his waist, and his black eyes were looking at Pan and Bra.

"What the hell?" exclaimed the child.

"Um… Who are you?" asked Pan.

"I am the most powerful warrior there is, I am the greatest of the fusions, I am GOTENKS!" yelled the small child, before crossing his arms and smirking. "Now then, who are you and where am I?"

"I'm Son Pan, and this is Briefs Bra. We wanted to see when my uncle and her brother were closest, but we got you…" explained Pan quickly, before adding angrily. "And you're just a little brat. I could beat you without even trying!"

"Is that so?" Gotenks grinned and got into a fighting stance. "Are you ready?"

"Of course!" replied Pan, getting into a fighting stance as well.

"Kid, I think you're being too confident…" started Bra, but she trailed off when Gotenks let out a roar and his hair became blonde, his eyes turquoise.

"Let's do it!" yelled the Super Saiyan child, and Pan, for only a brief moment, lost her confidence.