Hey everyone, back again. I really hope everyone liked the first chapter and I just want to thank those who review. You are the best! Again, this story is rated M for a reason so if you are a bit squeamish, please hit the back button now! For everyone else, enjoy!
Six years later…..
She had grown up under his watchful eye, and somehow, without even realizing how much time had passed Pan had grown into a beautiful young woman. At sixteen she was a raven haired beauty with more skill than most of the male fighters around her. Even now she could give Vegeta a run for his money, but then again, that had to be expected when he was the one who had trained her so well. After Gohan and Videl had died, nothing was able to give Pan comfort, except for the sparring/training sessions she had with Vegeta and the others. It was something Vegeta had grudgingly agreed to after seeing the potential in the brat. He hadn't wanted to admit that he actually took great pride in training her to be a proud Saiyan warrior. She had absorbed every lesson, every move, and now she could nearly out match the best of them.
"Again brat. Come at me again but this time don't hold back," Vegeta commanded.
Pan wiped a line of sweat from her brow and nodded. Vegeta had been drilling her relentlessly for the last three hours and neither of them was willing to concede. She came at him again, aiming for the center of his chest, but either she was tired or very sloppy because Vegeta saw her coming and dodged, his foot hooking hers sending her tumbling to the ground , pinning her beneath him.
"You got sloppy brat. What have I told you about being sloppy with your attacks?" he said from nearly an inch away.
"Sloppy attacks get people killed," Pan replied as her hazel eyes met his.
"Exactly. Don't let it happen again," Vegeta warned.
But it was then in that moment, that he suddenly realized the position they were in, felt the pull of Pan's eyes as he gazed down at her, and felt the stirrings of….something he couldn't name begin. It wasn't the first time he had felt this strange stirring inside of him at Pan's presence, but he did his best to fight it, to ignore the strange sense of need that she brought out in him, tried not to think of the scent of skin.
The sound of foot steps drew Vegeta from his thoughts as he quickly and carefully moved off of Pan and grabbed a towel, throwing it to her.
"I think that's enough for today brat."
"It's about time."
Pan glanced to the door and a smile spread across her lips. Trunks was standing in the doorway, smiling brightly at Pan. She loved the way he smiled at her.
"You skipped your training," Vegeta growled at his son.
"Oh, uh, yeah, I guess I forgot. Sorry Dad," Trunks said, scratching the back of his head," I just came to see if I could steal Pan away for the afternoon."
Vegeta looked from his son to Pan and felt a strange surge of jealousy fill him. He took in the site of Pan, her hair damp with perspiration, clinging to her cheeks, the form of her toned body beneath her training clothes and the tight shorts that clung to her. He tried not to admire her, not have this strange feeling filling him, making him react to her in ways that he had never reacted to Bulma.
"Get out of here. Both of you," Vegeta said, turning his back on them.
Pan let her eyes wander over Vegeta for a moment, taking in everything as if she would memorize it. She shuddered slightly as she remembered the feel of him on top of her and felt her body react. Why was she reacting like this? She had never reacted to Vegeta this way before. She had been his student for years but something had changed in the last year, since she turned 16. She didn't know what it was but now there was always a strange sort of tension, a type of heat between them. And it was growing worse.
"Come on Panda let's go," Trunks said, putting his arm around her.
The duo exited the gravitation room practically attached at the hip , leaving it to a very jealous Vegeta. His eyes seemed to practically be burning a hold in the back of their heads as they left. He had felt an almost possessive predatory feeling well up in him when he saw the way Trunks hand sat low on Pan's back. He had wanted to rip his own son's hand off for touching her. Shaking his head, Vegeta headed for the showers. He was doing his best not to think of Pan as he stepped beneath the scalding hot water, but somehow his mind always turned to thoughts of her. And those thoughts were more than enough to make his body react. Something about the young Saiyan woman got to him, got under his skin and put him in a frenzy.
As hot water poured down on him Vegeta closed his eyes, unable to suppress the memory of only moments ago, feeling Pan pinned beneath him, the softness of her body, the feel of her breasts pressed against his chest and a shudder ran through him, an involuntary sound , something between a growl and a moan leaving his lips. Why did his mind always turn to thoughts of her? Why did he react to her this way ? Unable to answer his own question, Vegeta let his mind wander back to thoughts of the young Saiyan woman who made his blood boil, only this time he didn't try to push the thoughts away or fight the urges that filled him as he let his soap covered hand slip down and grip himself tightly, his hand slowly stroking over himself as he thought of her, her voice, her body….
"Oh crap. I left my backpack in the gravitation room," Pan said, stopping suddenly," I'll be right back."
Giving Trunks a quick kiss on the cheek, Pan ran back into the gravitation room in search of her missing backpack. Pan could hear the sound of the shower going as she moved to the door nearest them to scoop up her discarded pack. The soft strange noises coming from the showers drew her attention. For a moment, all she could think was that Vegeta was injured and that she had been the cause of it.
"Vegeta?"
Pan moved around the side of the tiled wall of the showers and stared in shock. Vegeta stood beneath the hot spray of the shower, his head tilted back, eyes closed, his hand gripping himself firmly as he moaned Pan's name, spilling his seed on the tiled floor of the shower. Pan's heart pounded in her chest as she couldn't force herself to look away. Her eyes slide over the muscles in his arms, the muscled expanse of his chest and bit her lips to keep silent. She had never seen a man like this, and a fine tremble ran through her body as she found herself taking an involuntary step forward, then turned on her heel and ran as heat rushed through her body.
Vegeta turned as he heard the door to the gravitation room open and close. Frowning he wrapped a towel around his waist and walked towards the door, wincing as he stepped on something sharp. Looking down on the tiled floor , Vegeta bent down and picked up the silver charm bracelet and felt his eyes widen. It was Pan's…Had she seen him? Heard him? He had been a fool to do something so private here in the gravitation room's showers but if he had gone in the house…Bulma would have heard him and he couldn't let that happen. The longer he stood there thinking about it, a small self satisfied smile tugged at his lips as he realized a part of him wanted her to see him, and he couldn't help but wonder what she had thought.
Pan ran to catch up with Trunks who was waiting for her outside the house, she felt as if her cheeks were on fire from what she had just witnessed. She shivered as she remembered the sound of Vegeta's voice, the way he had said her name while he….Shaking her head she gave Trunks her best smile. She couldn't let him know what she had seen, what she had heard. Still, she couldn't seem to shake the image from her mind, nor the feelings he brought out in her.
"Everything okay?" Trunks asked, when he saw her flushed cheeks.
"Yeah, fine," she replied, "So are we going to study or what?"
Trunks grinned and put his arm around Pan as they walked into the house, the coolness inside a relief from the heat outside.
"Where's your mom and sister?" Pan asked as they walked up the stairs to Trunk's room.
"Out shopping for the afternoon," he grinned, as he pulled Pan into the cool dark of his room, not even bothering to turn on a light.
Pan got the feeling Trunks had been planning this the entire time. And now was the perfect time for them to spend some alone together, especially now when his mom and sister were gone and his dad was….well, she knew where Vegeta was. Just thinking about it made a deep crimson blush fill her cheeks. Trunks thought it was because of him and took that as enough of an invitation to pull Pan over to his bed. Pan gave a soft giggle as the two teenagers fell onto the bed.
"You were planning this all along weren't you?"
Trunks had the grace to look embarrassed.
"Maybe a little. But I've been wanting to be alone with you without any interruptions for awhile now. And what better time then when my mom and sister are out of the house?"
Pan shook her head and smiled as she ran fingers through the softness of Trunks' hair as he lowered his lips to hers. His kiss was gentle, his lips firm against hers as she felt him lean over her, but it wasn't Trunks she was thinking of when she closed her eyes. It was Vegeta's face she saw, his lips she wanted to feel. She wondered if his kiss would feel as gentle as Trunks' did or if it would be more demanding. As their kiss deepened, Pan's mind was flooded with thoughts of Vegeta, and the memory of what she had witnessed. The moment she thought of it, of him, as she had seen him in the showers, she felt something low in her body clench and a soft moan left her lips.
Trunks took that to be invitation for more than just a kiss. As his lips descended on her neck, trailing a long, slow trail of kisses along her neck and collar bone. Pan was so lost in her thoughts of Vegeta that she completely forgot who she was with and what was happening. She didn't even notice when Trunks' hand slipped beneath the thin fabric of her shorts, drawing soft moans from her throat, her hips raising up to meet his fingers as they slipped over her, teasing her. Pan bit her lip as she flashed back on that scene in the shower, wishing she had been bolder, bold enough to have joined him. Her eyes flickering open, she suddenly remembered where she was and who she was with, and couldn't seem to figure out why it was she felt this strange pang of guilt when she thought of what they were doing.
"Trunks, stop…please…I can't…"
Trunks looked up at Pan for a moment, wondering if she was just joking.
"You're kidding right? You didn't mind a few minutes ago."
"Trunks, I mean it. Stop," Pan said, reaching to pull his hand from between her legs, where his fingers still moved against her.
"You can't be serious. Just relax Panda, everything is fine. I'd never hurt you ," Trunks said, kissing his way along her neck.
"Trunks, stop it!" She yelled, shoving him off her so suddenly that Trunks went sprawling onto the floor of his bedroom.
At that moment the door to the room opened, and Bra stood framed in the door way.
"What's going on in here?"
"Nothing, everything's fine. I just…I remembered I have to get going," Pan said as she rushed past Bra, nearly running down the stairs.
"Oh, hi Pan. Where are you- going?" Bulma said, a bit confused why Pan was running out of the house.
Pan ran until she was back outside, her heart hammering in her chest. What was wrong with her? Why was she feeling guilty for letting Trunks touch her that way? And why could she only think of Vegeta? She was so lost in thought that she didn't even see the Saiyan prince until she had literally walked right into him.
"Watch where you're going woman!"
"Vegeta! I-I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention."
Pan couldn't seem to stop the fine tremble that ran along her body or the deep crimson blush that filled her cheeks when she looked up at him. Vegeta smirked to himself as gazed down at her, she had seen him in the showers Her charm bracelet felt like it was burning a hole in his pocket but he didn't want her to know that he knew she had been there. Though this strange state of behavior couldn't all be because of him, could it?
"Something the matter brat?"
"N-no…nothing. I've got to go," Pan replied as she went skyward, flying home as fast as she could.
When she landed in front of the small house that had come to be her home after her parent's death, she sighed. She loved her grandparents dearly but she also missed her real home. But more than that, more than anything, she missed her parents. It had been six years and still the scar of their deaths was an open wood, slowly bleeding her dry.
Pan walked through the door into the kitchen where her grandfather Goku sat in front of a large pile of empty plates.
"Am I late for dinner?" Pan asked, looking around.
"Oh hey Pan. No, your grandma and I are just going out for dinner, but I was hungry so I thought I'd have a light snack before we left," Goku replied.
"A light snack? Grandpa there has to be 30 dishes here!"
Goku chuckled and patted his stomach that was nowhere near being full.
"You know me. I'm always hungry."
Pan shook her head and smiled. Her grandpa's appetite never ceased to amaze her. How he managed to still be so fit with all he ate was beyond her.
"Pan? Is that you?"
"Yeah grandma."
"Your grandfather and I are leaving, so you be sure to do all your homework! And it better be done when we get back!"
Pan rolled her eyes. Typical Chichi. She had been that way with her father too. Gohan used to tell her stories all the time about how Chichi was always on his case to study and do great things. Of course, Chichi used to tell those stories too, but after her father died, Chichi couldn't even say Gohan's name. Like it was forbidden, or too painful. Pan missed those stories. It would have been nice to have someone to talk to about them, about how she felt after her parents died. Yet the only one who seemed to keep an interest in her was ….Vegeta. Another blush rolled across her cheeks. Just thinking his name did strange things to her.
"I will Grandma. In fact, I think I'll go take a quick shower and get started!"
"Alright Pan! That's our girl!," Goku said proudly before turning to his wife and asking," Hey Chichi, when do we eat? I'm starving!"
It wasn't until after her grandparents had left and she had taken a brief shower that Pan lay on her bed in a thin white t-shirt that hung just above her knees. She had been trying her best to concentrate on her homework but her thoughts always went back to him. She couldn't stop thinking about Vegeta, about their sparring session, about the feel of his hard body pressing against the softness of hers, and what she'd seen in the showers. Sighing softly to herself, Pan lay back against her bed, closing her eyes as she remembered every detail.
She remembered the way the water clung to his skin in small droplets, the slow steady movement of his hands….A soft moan fled her lips as she let her own hands wander, slowly pulling her t-shirt up over her thighs, her fingers sliding lower as she recalled the sounds Vegeta had been making that caught her attention in the first place. She remembered the rhythm of his hand as he gripped himself, her fingers moving in that same exact rhythm between her legs as she writhed on the bed, her breathing turning shallow, faster, as she moved her fingers, not realizing that she had already begun to moan Vegeta's name. Pan shut her eyes tighter as she remembered the look on his face in that last moment of pleasure, his eyes closed, face almost serene… when he had moaned her name. And it was that memory that sent her teetering over the edge, her body shaking as pure pleasure raced through her body.
"Vegeta!"
Her cry echoed throughout her room as she lay panting on her bed, her eyes finally opening to stare up at the plain white ceiling. What the hell was wrong with her? She had to be insane to do this? Shouldn't she have been thinking of Trunks? Of her boyfriend, instead of her boyfriends' father? Her best friend's father? Pain groaned to herself and sighed in confusion. She just didn't understand…how could she possibly feel this way? Be attracted to him? To Vegeta of all people! She kept waiting for that strange feeling of guilt to take root in the pit of her stomach, that would tell her that thinking of Vegeta just now had been wrong. But that feeling never came, and only led to more confusion.
Okay so I know this was kinda long but what did you guys think? Please review! And remember to be kind! Hope to see everyone back in the next chapter!
