The rain poured down on the ebony haired girl. The droplets mixing with
her salty tears. She flew hard and fast, pushing against the strong winds.
Pan felt like she had been flying for hours, her limbs ached, and her
muscles began to tense. She was about to give up, when she spotted her
destination. The little white house sat in the middle of a clearing, that
was surrounded by a thick forest.
She tried to slow down, but her body wouldn't cooperate so she ended up crashing head long into the ground. Slowly pushing up from the wet dirt, she crawled over to the doorstep of the opaque house. Lifting her fist she knocked on the door.
No one answered. Her body shook with another rush of tears. 'Please answer!!' She summed up her voice to call out.
"GOTEN!!" her fist slammed into the door again. "Uncle Goten!" She let out a heart wrenching sob as her body collapsed on to the cold, wet pavement.
A light clicked on in the house, leading up to the ebony haired man swinging open the front door. Goten looked down and spotted Pan's body, naked and sprawled out across his front door step.
"Oh god...PAN!!" He picked up the young woman and carried her into the house, shutting the door with his foot. He lightly set her down on the couch and ran into the bathroom, to grab some towels. He came back and kneeled down next to her. Pan opened her blood shot eyes, and turned them towards Goten. Goten did as best he could to dry her off.
Pan sat up, and wrapped her self in a warm cotton towel. She turned towards Goten who stared back at her with loving eyes. Goten saw how she as curled up, not knowing what to say. He smiled. "Why don't you go put something on and you can come back down and we'll talk, ok?"
The young woman did as best she could to smile, and nod. With that she turned and walked upstairs and headed to his room. Goten stood up and headed into the kitchen to make some hot chocolate, it had always seem to calm her nerves in the past.
When he strolled out of the kitchen, he found that she had resumed her place on the couch. She had dressed in a pair of his night slacks, and one of his white training tank tops. A warm feeling made its way down to the pit of his stomach. 'Why did it feel so right to have her here?' He shook his head. 'This si not the time!'
He walked over and handed her one of the mugs. She took it and stared at the warm liquid in the cup. Goten joined Pan on the couch. He set his mug on the coffee table and stared at her. Maybe he shouldn't ask what was wrong, but then again he wanted to know why she looked so upset.
"What's wrong Pan?" Pan kept her ebony eyes on the mug. She shook her head.
"Nothings wrong." Goten gave a snort.
"Give me a fucking break Pan. You come over here 1:00 in the morning. Wet, crying, upset, and on top of that naked. Don't tell me nothings wrong. I don't even need to know you to tell that something is wrong."
Pan didn't even flinch. "God Pan, we are best friends more than we are relatives. I tell you more things than I tell Trunks."
Her body gave a good shake as his name was said. All the memories came back and she couldn't stop the tears that rolled down her pale cheeks. Goten moved closer to her taking the mug from her hands and setting it next to his. She crawled onto his lap, and buried her face into his chest.
"Shhhh....it's ok Pan. I'm here, don't worry about a thing. I'm not gonna let anything happen to you." The tears came harder and she gripped his shirt as if he would disappear. Slowly he wrapped an arm around her waist and one around her back, pulling her closer to his body.
After awhile she calmed down and sat back so she could look at Goten's face. His eyes portrayed his worry. One of his hands came up to brush away a lone tear from her cheek.
"God, what happened to you Pan?" She sucked in a deep breath and slowly let it out.
"I...I ... He wouldn't..." The strong hand lifted her chin, so that his gaze met hers.
"Take it slow." She nodded, and held back a rush of pain that swept through her.
"I was staying over with Bra at her house. We were having a fun time watching movies and chatting. She ended up falling asleep. I had gotten hungry, so I went down stairs. I was going through the refrigerator, when he came up behind me. He whispered in my ear that he wanted me, but I could smell his breath. The heavy stink of alcohol. I tried to get out of his grasp, but he tightened it. I kicked and punched at him, but he wouldn't budge. I told him to stop, but he wouldn't..."
Goten's eyes widened. 'No it couldn't be possible.' His best friend had taken advantage of his niece, his joy and happiness.' Goten let out a growl, making Pan stop in fear.
"Oh god Pan! He didn't hurt you did you? How far did he get?" Pan turned her eyes away in shame.
"He did the whole damn thing. I fought him, but I'm not as strong as him." She lifted up the tank top revealing bruises and cuts from the fight. His hand slowly moved over the wounds making her wince. The spiky haired man looked up at the young woman. Her eyes were filled with sadness, pain, and guilt?!
'How could she feel guilty, she hasn't done anything wrong.' "I'm sorry Uncle Goten, I should have tried harder." Goten looked at her with surprise and that quickly flashed to anger.
"Don't apologize Pan! You haven't done anything. You got away." She let out a hard sob, and then broke down into tears. Goten picked her up and cradled her in his arms, and carried her to his bed. He laid her down and crawled into bed next to her. Pan cuddled up against his chest. The sad beauty sniffed and played with his shirt. Goten watched her finger draw lazy circles on his chest.
"Goten?"
"Hm?"
"Will we always be together?"
Goten smiled and laid his head on his pillow.
"Always."
Pan's eyes closed as she murmured.
"I love you Goten."
"I love you too Pan."
He fell asleep watching her that night, wishing that it would never end.
She tried to slow down, but her body wouldn't cooperate so she ended up crashing head long into the ground. Slowly pushing up from the wet dirt, she crawled over to the doorstep of the opaque house. Lifting her fist she knocked on the door.
No one answered. Her body shook with another rush of tears. 'Please answer!!' She summed up her voice to call out.
"GOTEN!!" her fist slammed into the door again. "Uncle Goten!" She let out a heart wrenching sob as her body collapsed on to the cold, wet pavement.
A light clicked on in the house, leading up to the ebony haired man swinging open the front door. Goten looked down and spotted Pan's body, naked and sprawled out across his front door step.
"Oh god...PAN!!" He picked up the young woman and carried her into the house, shutting the door with his foot. He lightly set her down on the couch and ran into the bathroom, to grab some towels. He came back and kneeled down next to her. Pan opened her blood shot eyes, and turned them towards Goten. Goten did as best he could to dry her off.
Pan sat up, and wrapped her self in a warm cotton towel. She turned towards Goten who stared back at her with loving eyes. Goten saw how she as curled up, not knowing what to say. He smiled. "Why don't you go put something on and you can come back down and we'll talk, ok?"
The young woman did as best she could to smile, and nod. With that she turned and walked upstairs and headed to his room. Goten stood up and headed into the kitchen to make some hot chocolate, it had always seem to calm her nerves in the past.
When he strolled out of the kitchen, he found that she had resumed her place on the couch. She had dressed in a pair of his night slacks, and one of his white training tank tops. A warm feeling made its way down to the pit of his stomach. 'Why did it feel so right to have her here?' He shook his head. 'This si not the time!'
He walked over and handed her one of the mugs. She took it and stared at the warm liquid in the cup. Goten joined Pan on the couch. He set his mug on the coffee table and stared at her. Maybe he shouldn't ask what was wrong, but then again he wanted to know why she looked so upset.
"What's wrong Pan?" Pan kept her ebony eyes on the mug. She shook her head.
"Nothings wrong." Goten gave a snort.
"Give me a fucking break Pan. You come over here 1:00 in the morning. Wet, crying, upset, and on top of that naked. Don't tell me nothings wrong. I don't even need to know you to tell that something is wrong."
Pan didn't even flinch. "God Pan, we are best friends more than we are relatives. I tell you more things than I tell Trunks."
Her body gave a good shake as his name was said. All the memories came back and she couldn't stop the tears that rolled down her pale cheeks. Goten moved closer to her taking the mug from her hands and setting it next to his. She crawled onto his lap, and buried her face into his chest.
"Shhhh....it's ok Pan. I'm here, don't worry about a thing. I'm not gonna let anything happen to you." The tears came harder and she gripped his shirt as if he would disappear. Slowly he wrapped an arm around her waist and one around her back, pulling her closer to his body.
After awhile she calmed down and sat back so she could look at Goten's face. His eyes portrayed his worry. One of his hands came up to brush away a lone tear from her cheek.
"God, what happened to you Pan?" She sucked in a deep breath and slowly let it out.
"I...I ... He wouldn't..." The strong hand lifted her chin, so that his gaze met hers.
"Take it slow." She nodded, and held back a rush of pain that swept through her.
"I was staying over with Bra at her house. We were having a fun time watching movies and chatting. She ended up falling asleep. I had gotten hungry, so I went down stairs. I was going through the refrigerator, when he came up behind me. He whispered in my ear that he wanted me, but I could smell his breath. The heavy stink of alcohol. I tried to get out of his grasp, but he tightened it. I kicked and punched at him, but he wouldn't budge. I told him to stop, but he wouldn't..."
Goten's eyes widened. 'No it couldn't be possible.' His best friend had taken advantage of his niece, his joy and happiness.' Goten let out a growl, making Pan stop in fear.
"Oh god Pan! He didn't hurt you did you? How far did he get?" Pan turned her eyes away in shame.
"He did the whole damn thing. I fought him, but I'm not as strong as him." She lifted up the tank top revealing bruises and cuts from the fight. His hand slowly moved over the wounds making her wince. The spiky haired man looked up at the young woman. Her eyes were filled with sadness, pain, and guilt?!
'How could she feel guilty, she hasn't done anything wrong.' "I'm sorry Uncle Goten, I should have tried harder." Goten looked at her with surprise and that quickly flashed to anger.
"Don't apologize Pan! You haven't done anything. You got away." She let out a hard sob, and then broke down into tears. Goten picked her up and cradled her in his arms, and carried her to his bed. He laid her down and crawled into bed next to her. Pan cuddled up against his chest. The sad beauty sniffed and played with his shirt. Goten watched her finger draw lazy circles on his chest.
"Goten?"
"Hm?"
"Will we always be together?"
Goten smiled and laid his head on his pillow.
"Always."
Pan's eyes closed as she murmured.
"I love you Goten."
"I love you too Pan."
He fell asleep watching her that night, wishing that it would never end.