HELLEUH!!

I'm sorry it took me song long to update. Writing in English takes some time you know. I'm sorry if there are some errors. And I've been very busy with exams. I have excuses haha! I will update faster next time, I promise!

Disclaimer: I own. Nahh just kidding.

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Chapter two

The thing was, if he would have refused, his brother would have instinctively known that something was held back from him. Goten knew he could keep things silent, but he was an awful liar. On the other hand he knew very well that doing Gohan this particularly favor was an incredible bad move. He didn't know why Pan agreed to his brother to stay with him in the first place, but he was going to find out sooner or later. Next to that he wanted to regain her trust. He wanted to show her that he would never use her like that again. But above all, his whole mind, body and soul shouted out to come near her. This evening she would show up on his doorstep. He stared at his plate. A granular mixture of red and yellow that didn't exactly look very appetizing covered his plate. He mindlessly stirred the brew with his fork. The macaroni didn't taste as good as it used to taste and he ate only half of what he had cooked. He wondered where his hunger had wondered off the last 10 days. He breathed slowly a couple of times to control the nervous and longing feeling nagging in his stomach. He looked down at his watch. It was 10 past eight and there was still no sign of his niece. Goten covered his eyes with his hand tiredly. Every cell in his body was screaming for her, in the wrong way. It was simply exhausting. He picked up his plate and shoved the remaining food in the waste bin. Then he started fiercely cleaning the kitchen to calm the nervous feeling and the raging hormones, coursing through his body.

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Pan looked herself over in the mirror. She was trying to look her best, but she hadn't even come to realize it until she saw her own reflection. She had styled her hair and even put on a little mascara to accentuate her eyes. A pair of jeans and a simple white shirt were stretched around her curves. She had wanted to wear her black tight dress, but she didn't want to look that eager. The last thing she wanted to accomplish was her uncle thinking that she was a slut. That was exactly what she wanted to invalidate. She was going to her favorite uncle Goten and try to fix the things she had broken the last time she saw him. In a moment of weakness she fixated her attention to the first man to that came into view and she hated herself for it. She had broken their beautiful family bond. But why was he the only thing on her mind then the last 10 days? Her thoughts, memories, feelings and hormones. They all reached out for him. In every dream shreds of hazy images of his body were portrayed. Every tone of his sweet voice echoed through her being at night. In every inhale, she smelled a hint of his intoxicating body fragrance and in every exhale she sighed out his name. But she didn't want to lose him at all costs, even if it meant degrading to their former bond. She punched a hole in the wall to vent her silent shame, leaving a dent and cracking the plasterwork at the same time. Softly cursing at herself she examined the damaged wall. She couldn't prevent the tears falling on her cheeks. How did she end up in this mess?

''Pan, are you ready? We're going in a minute! And what was that sound a minute ago? You didn't wreck your wall again did you?'

Pan decided to leave that last question unanswered. ''I'm coming mom!''

The little saiyan grabbed the black suitcase from her bed after wiping her eyes dry with her sleeve. She walked down stairs and noticed that her parents were already sitting in the car, waiting patiently. Her parents really wanted to spend some time together she chuckled inwardly. Pan threw her suitcase in the trunk and sat down in the backseat. Her parents chatted away carelessly throughout the one hour drive, clearly oblivious to the contradicting emotions their daughter was going through behind them. Pan stared glassily out of the window, imagining herself in the arms of her uncle.

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Goten looked at the fruit of his bewildered cleaning. The sink, the stove and the cabinets were all glimmering in the soft evening light. He turned on the faucet to wash off the cleaning liquid that had been sticking to his hands. He picked up the sound of an engine and knew immediately that Pan would enter his kitchen in a few seconds. His nervousness accumulated in the pit of his stomach. He listened intensely to understand the words that were spoken just outside his house.

'Will you be alright Pan?'

'Yes mom, just go and enjoy your trip!'

'Remember Pan, that even though you don't have to go to school this week, that you have to study for the test next Monday! Don't forget it this time!'

'Yes dad...I won´t...' She sounded almost tiredly, Goten noted.

'Oh and Pan, say hi to my brother for me!´

´I will.´

´Goodbye sweety!´

´Goodbye mom, goodbye dad´

Goten heard the sound of the engine again and was confronted by a deadly silence 20 seconds later. Pan hadn´t moved from her spot yet. If he tried really hard he could hear her breath. It was slightly accelerated. Was she afraid to go in and face him? Was she just as nervous as he was?' He silently pleaded from any other sign of life. He didn't dare to hope for a sign of love. It reminded him painfully that she was the unreachable forbidden fruit, he desired so deeply. He was dying to taste it's sweetness again. She was right in his hands, as family, as a friend. But not how he wanted it to be. His heart was desperately reaching out for her. He told himself to calm down, when he was reminded by the fact that he had vowed to himself to regain her trust as a family member again. He swallowed. This was going to be harder then he thought. His train of thoughs was interrupted by some slight movement. He could feel his heartbeat spreading throughout his body, increasing the nervous feeling that was already present.

Pan walked timidly to the house. This time she wasn't going to use the kitchen window to enter the residence of her uncle. It didn't seem right to just barge in after what had happened between them. Intense heart broken feelings washed over her instantly. Sorrow filled her chest at the loss of her one and only object of affection and desire. She stopped before the door. She needed a little more time to collect her emotions. It was hard to push these intense feelings aside she sighed. In every cell of her body she felt like a hollowed out shell. Some elusive, but extremely important part was amputated.

Goten looked closely as the door slowly opened and his niece stepped into his house. She wore a blank expression on her face. She seemed unmoved by it all, unlike him. The only emotions that was slightly leaking from behind that steel mask, was a string of loneliness he noted. Then suddenly her distant appearance strengthened. Intuitively it felt like she had placed herself far away from him. She seemed unattainable in every meaning of the word. But she was also breathtaking beautiful to him in every way. It made him feel lost. He was the man in the desert, yearning for water and she was the mirage in the distance.

She finally had been able to pull up her impenetrable wall again. She didn't allow herself to sigh out of relieve, or speak for that matter, afraid her wall would fade. She looked him over intensely, trying to read his intentions. He looked deeply sad and nervous. His bloodshot eyes only added to his sorrowful appearance. His frame was however still as intoxicating to her like it had been that particular evening. She slapped herself mentally for thinking such perverse thoughts again. Neither of them had said anything yet. The awkward silence had almost become unbearable. Goten was the first one to speak softly.

'Please come in.'

Pan averted her eyes off his strong frame and dragged her suitcases to the guest room. Was it going to be like this every time they met from now on? She threw her suitcases on the bed harshly. She hated it like this. She absolutely hated it. For the hundredth time, she asked herself how she had gotten into this mess. Suddenly the voice of her uncle startled her.

'Would you like some hot chocolate?'

Despite how distorted this whole situation was, she smiled.

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Goten was trying to push his sorrow aside tot act as normal as possible. It seemed to lighten up the mood ever so slightly. Regaining her trust would perhaps be less harder than he thought. He had expected a hostile attitude directed towards him. She had already replied to a few questions. His attention was way off the film displaying on the flatscreen before them.

'So uh, how's school nowadays?'

Pan sipped her hot chocolate slowly to form an answer in her head before she spoke. 'I actually haven't been concentrated on school for some time now'. Her gaze was plastered to the screen, but she was secretly picturing herself kissing the man next to her on the couch.

Goten turned his head to look at her and squinted his eyes thoughtfully. Was she giving him a hint? Was it possible that she might have the same feelings he was experiencing? Of was it still because of Trunks? His muscles tightened immediately at the thought unconsciously. His kept his eyes on her features. He enjoyed observing and admiring her, but it hurt at the same time. He knew she could never be his. 'I have more to give than she could possibly take from me', he thought sourly.

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It had been 10 days, but he still hadn't refreshed that particular sheet, they had slept under. He could still smell the odor of sweat and sex combined with their body scent. He pulled it with both hands to his face so he could smell it again. He had been tossing and turning for over an hour now, in a very high aroused state. It was bringing him to the edge of insanity. Tears had streamed down his face, creating small salty puddles in the lines of his skin. Wild memories of their last night together flooded into his mind, tormenting him further. If he just could have one small kiss, if he just could have one small taste, if he just could have one small touch...he could maybe live with it someday. He clenched the white fabric tightly out of frustration. He wondered is she was still awake yet and if she was thinking about him too. He pushed that thought out of his head. He didn't want to give himself high hopes. He couldn't resist the temptation to listen intensely to any sound coming from the guest room though.

He could barely hear the cracking of the sheets. The soft breathing in an unsteady rhythm. Fresh pheromones spread themselves and reached trough the walls, infiltrating his mucous membranes.

She was touching herself.

He rolled onto his stomach to try and kill the high arousal that was running through his body out of desperation. He hid his face in the center of his pillow and tried to cover his ears with the sides to block out the soft pants and movements in the other room. He grind his pelvis against the mattress. He just couldn't hold it anymore. Fresh tears started to form in his eyes that wet the cotton pillow cover. Images of her entrancing body writhing under him were pulsing through his mind, teasing him by exposing the forbidden fruit. It was never going to happen. NEVER! He squeezed his eyes shut and tore the sheet.

Suddenly he heard the smallest vibrations penetrating through the wall and his pillow, forming one particular whisper.

'Ohh..Goten'

Shock filled his mind when realization struck him. His eyes widened instantly.

To hell with it all.

Bewilderedly he flung open the door to the guest room. The object violently crashed into the wall causing chucks of cement falling to the ground. Heavily breathing, he took in the sight before him. There she lay. The most desirable creature in the world, tangled in his sheets, freezing abruptly. Redness burning on her cheek and her deep black hair wildly framing her face. Taking in the image he had craved so much over the past week he felt his control slipping. With her big brown eyes shining upon him, questionable and almost vulnerable, he felt his heart bouncing uncontrollably against his ribcage. It took all his willpower to maintain that last string of self control, when he realized her fingers were still positioned between her folds. Pan had stalled the movements on her lower region abruptly when Goten had entered the room in a split second. Before her stood the man who had been constantly invading her dreams and emotions for the past days. Continuous flashbacks of the last time they saw each other, had almost tormented her to insanity. She saw flashes of intense need dancing in his eyes, his breathing fast and heavy. His animalistic gaze fixated on every detail and every sign of arousal. The demi-saiyan's radiating raw power scared her and excited her at the same time. Could he have heard her? Was he mad? Was he mad at her for being such a slut? Her thoughts didn't linger in her mind, because in a split second Goten had thrown away the sheets and had locked his lips on her throat. He immediately gripped between her legs to massage her clit passionately. Pan immediately forgot all her doubts and arched her back in ecstasy. Moans could not be restrained. When Goten began to scrape his fangs on the soft flesh of her neck, and Pan responded noisily, he almost couldn't hold it anymore. Pan's vision was already blurring from the orgasm that was about to come. Long threads of electricity began spiraling through her body. Pan creamed out of pleasure when Goten sunk his fangs into her fragile neck and she came at the same time. A second later Goten had pushed her legs further apart. Before Pan could even realize what was happening, he was already nudging entrance. With force Goten thrusted himself in, blinded by his raging hormones. Pan screamed out of pain. Even though it was a sound coming out of distance to him, the demi-saiying recognized a distressed coloring to it. He lifted his bodyweight slightly to look at her. Tears covered the shocked and almost scared expression in her eyes. He internally scolded at himself for being so careless. Goten slowly placed featherlight kisses on her face to calm her somewhat. He flickered his tongue over the small wound in the crook of her neck. Pan's breathing seemed to steady. She tossed her head backwards when she felt fingers searching for her clit again. Slowly he started to move inside of her, licking her neck and fingering her at the same time. The bliss that branched throughout their minds, body's and souls made them scream in ecstacy. Bottled up lewdness, like a bursting concentration of desire, collided like stars. Desperate kisses and lovingly bites raised their vocals. Clinging limbs and a tight embrace steadied their new bond. Goten slowed down and looked his object of desire lovingly in the eye. Pan stared back at him, still feeling his hardness inside of her. Deep and intense happiness flooded over them like a tidal wave. It was an immense relieve, after balancing so many day on the brink of insanity. Gasping and panting the quarter Saiyan looked him in the eye. ''Again'' she said breathlessly. Goten smiled before he started building up the pace again. Sweat pearled between his shoulderblades as he bit down on her bitingmark again. Pan moaned loudly and bit him back. A fable like blanket, wrapped itself around the blissful couple. Goten moved slow, but firmly inside of her, his arms tightly wrapped around her. He licked her earlobe and whispered softly ''To hell with the consequences. It doesn't mean anything compared to this''. Pan blinked the blurriness away to have a clear look at her lover. Unable to speak because of her heavy panting, she nodded in agreement.

Things had changed for good.

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'I don't know Videl. Are you sure we shouldn't check it out? It's like they're having a huge fight or something'. Gohan worriedly paced back and forth in the hotel room. He stopped a moment to concentrate on the ki's of his daughter and brother again.

'I'm sure it's nothing honey. Goten can take good care of her. Maybe they're having a spar or an argument or something'.

'At one in the morning?' Gohan looked her sceptically in the eye.

Videl laughed. 'I think you're being overprotective. What could go possibly wrong with two super strong saiyans and best friends?'

Goten looked at the ground thoughtfully. 'I guess you're right.'

Videl smiled warmly and patted the empty space on the bed next to her. 'Come back to bed, hon'.

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Things are getting more complicated...

What did you think of this chapter? Was it overdone?