Trunks and Pan: Together Forever Chapter 3

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~Chapter 3: Unbelievable~

"Woops." She said letting go of Bulla's hand. "How did you do that?" he asked. Pan stayed silent. "First of all, my name's Trunks. Your name is?" he said hoping to not scare her off. "My name's Pan." She said. Bulla pushed herself in front of Trunks. "Tell me how you managed to stop my attack!" she ordered. Pan looked at her. Silence entered the hall way. She looked at the ground. "I don't know." She spoke in a bearable whisper. They both heard her loud and clear.

"Come with me." ordered Trunks. Pan starred at him, she wasn't going. "Please, just follow me." He pleaded. Bulla was filled with anger at the fact that her brother was giving her special treatment. Pan finally followed. "Don't do something you're going to regret brother." She stated. Trunks turned around and smiled at her.

The two walked down the long hallway. Pictures of great warriors were in frames hanging on each wall. "Who are they?" Pan asked, hoping to break the silence. "Well they're all Saiyans of course. That one over there is Paragus." He said pointing to one of the paintings. "He had a son named Broly, but we don't like to talk about him much."

"Why not talk about great warriors?" Trunks looked at her with worry in his eyes. "He's pretty much the reason why the Vegetans and the Kakarots don't get along." Pan was confused. "I was told that it was because of a harsh ruler called Frieza." She said. "Where did you hear that?" Pan looked at him. *Ugh I forgot he's Vegetan!* "Oh I just heard it from little kids at the village." Trunks nodded. "So where are we going exactly?" she said once they started walking again.

"To my room." He responded calmly. Pan stopped and took a fighting stance. "If you think you can get me into bed that easily….." Trunks interrupted, trying to not laugh. "I wasn't on planning that!" Pan kept glaring. "I promise." Pan continued walked until they got to their destination. "Come in." he said opening the door for her. "What are you doing?" she asked confused. "I'm opening the door for you."

"Why?" she asked. Trunks also felt confused. "Because that is what gentlemen do."

Pan walked in. she stared widely at the room. It was midnight blue with a balcony that had an amazing view of the whole kingdom. She walked where his bed was and sat down. It was really soft and looked to be at least $5,000 just for the sheets. Trunks watched her as she took view of a simple room.

"I'm guessing you've never seen a room before?" Pan looked at him. "I have. Just not one so big and fancy." She said, looking at the dark roof over her head. "Where are you from?" Pan got frightened. Her eyes went wide like she did something wrong. She then began to have tears flowing down her cheeks. Trunks walked towards her and sat down. She felt a lot warmer next to him, but was surprised that he reached for her. She quickly stood up and looked at him with tears still visible in her raven black eyes.

"It's okay. I was only going to give you a hug. You seem to have troubles bothering you." Pan stayed silent. Trunks looked at her with sincere eyes. He was nothing like his father that much was clear. You can tell Pan was extremely tired. He got up and reached out to give her a hug. She hesitated at first but accepted it once he got closer. Pan began crying into his chest that was covered by his Saiyan armor. Trunks hugged her tighter, making her wrap her arms around his waist.

He rubbed her hair softly. She began, "I haven't been home in a while." She admitted. Trunks kept stroking her hair. "My mother, my father, they all hated me to death." She said between gasps. "I don't know where I'm from, or who I am." Trunks slowly let go of her hug. "You left?" Pan nodded, wiping the tears from her eyes. "How old were you back then?"

"13." She gasped. "I'm guessing you're 15?" Pan looked at him. "I'm 16, but I'm almost 17." She corrected. Trunks nodded. "Would you like to seek your family?" Pan quickly nodded no. She shut her eyes at the thought of confronting her parents. "They hate me." She whispered. Trunks saw as she fell to her knees as if they could no longer support her. "I won't force you, but you should." He said. Pan said no. "Fine, you should get some rest." He suggested. "King Vegeta said I have to be down by supper."

"Well then let's go get something to eat. After that, you can sleep in your room soundly." He said cheerfully. "Where is my bed?" she asked. He looked around. "There's a room right behind that door over there. You can have that one." He said, not really giving her a choice. Pan walked to the room. "Why in here?" she asked with a smirk. Trunks panicked. "Ummm just because….I don't want my sister bothering you of some sort." Pan let it go and walked in.

It was surprisingly homey and had a queen size bed with a rosy red blanket. She lay down on the bed and felt instant relief of finally getting to have an actual bed. "Thank you so much Trunks." she quickly sat up and bowed down when she realized her mistake. "I'm sorry. I meant to say Prince Trunks." Trunks laughed. "Don't worry about it. I'm nothing like my sister; you can call me Trunks, just not in front of anyone." He reassured. Pan nodded and walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Pan smiled. "Well it's time to eat." Trunks looked at the night sky and saw the sun going down. "You're right, let us go." He said walking in front of her.

They reached the royal dining room and looked at the enormous amount of food. Trunks's stomach growled. "Sorry, we Saiyans eat a lot, so we have the servants cook a banquet for us." Pan looked at him. "The servants cook for you guys?" Trunks nodded. "That is insane! They have no right to be here."

"You wouldn't complain if you didn't have a mother who had no clue on how to cook. Our mother is a woman, but can't cook. My father had a huge fit about that." He mused. Pan was trying to hold back tears. Trunks took notice and shut his mouth. "I take you have no mother?" Pan agreed and wiped the tears from her eyes.

"Dinner is served!" One of the ladies announced. As if on cue, everyone showed up and sat down. Trunks made his way to his usual spot, next to Bulla, and began eating. Vegeta sat down and ate in his royal chair upfront. "Aren't you going to eat?" asked the king with fried chicken in his mouth. Pan's stomach growled loudly. The king laughed and told her to sit in front of Trunks. She looked at all the types of food there was. It was crazy to even think about it. "Tadakimasu." She said before reaching for a piece of chicken. Everyone stopped and looked at her. Pan noticed and put the piece of food down.

"What did you say?" asked Bulla, rudely. "Tadakimasu." She replied. "How dare you say that rubbish here? Only Kakarots say that before a meal!" the king declared. Pan became wide eyed. "I'm really sorry! I had no idea, honest! I started saying that ever since I left my home." She said quickly, hoping to not be caught. Vegeta glared at her. "What is going on in here!" said a feminine voice.

"This doesn't concern you woman!" he said. The young woman sat down next to Pan. "I'm Queen Bulma. Your name is?" Pan recognized her. "I'm Pan." She said politely compared to the others. She smiled cheerfully. "Well then Pan, dig in. You must be very hungry if you're this thin." She pointed out. Pan looked at the king. "Go ahead, but if you even dare to say that again, I will personally hang you from the head." Pan nodded and dug in. She ate chicken, rice, pork, and even wine. She's never eaten this much since she was 13. Bulla looked at her with disgust. "How can you eat so much you filthy whore?" Pan gave her a death glare. "Bulla calm down this instant! She has every right to eat like everyone else." Bulma scolded. Trunks looked at her with amazement. "How long has it been since you've had a good meal?" Pan looked at him, "About 3 years." Everyone continued eating until a guard came in to interrupt.

"Why have you interrupted my meal?!" The guard shook in fear. "I'm sorry my lord, but I have a message from King Goku." The king stood up and walked with the guard. *Funny, that's my grandpa's name. I guess he was named after him.* she looked at the king's disappearing form. "Why does the king hate the Kakarots so much?" Bulla looked at her. "The Kakarots are a disgrace to all Saiyans! They waste their time training but have no idea on how to fight against real opponents."

"Is that so?" she asked. Bulla glared at her for the millionth time already. "Why do you defend them?" Pan got scared. "I'm not! I just think it is stupid how the Saiyans fight each other for a lousy reason." She argued, crossing her arms. "Please calm down kids, he's coming back." Bulma whispered. The finished eating as the king sat down. "Stupid Kakarots." He mumbled. Pan had no clue why they were at war, but she did know that it wasn't because of what Bulla said. "What's wrong dear?" the queen asked. "That idiotic fool wants me, the king, to send all my elite forces to a tournament he's hosting."

"What's wrong with that?" asked Trunks. "Well one, it is his rules, two it is his way of regaining peace, and three it is a way to lose some of our elite warriors in a stupid game." He explained. Trunks looked at his father. "So what was your response?" he asked slowly. "I can't say no to a challenge so I agreed, on one condition." Everyone turned to him. "On what condition?" Bulla asked her father. "I can't say. It's a surprise for anyone, including Kakarot." He said as he got up and left to who knows where. Silence entered the dining room.

The servants came and cleaned up everything as usual, so everyone went their separate ways except for Trunks and Pan. Pan went to her room and sat down on her bed. Trunks came in. "Do you have anything to sleep in?" he asked. "Actually no, In fact, this is the first time I'm wearing a dress." She explained. Trunks eyed her up and down. "Well dresses suit you, but I can tell you don't like them."

"How can you tell?" Trunks sat down next to her at a good distance. "You don't know how to walk in one." He spoke making Pan a bit pissed. "It's not my fault." Trunks sighed and looked at the dark sky. "Are you going to enter the tournament?" Trunks was broken from his thoughts. "Yes, I'm one of the top fighters in all of Vegeta." Silence came once again. They decided it was time to sleep, so Trunks left. Pan looked in the wooden cabinets for anything to sleep in and found a nice pair of pajamas. The shirt looked to be a bit old and worn out, but she could manage with it for now.

Once she changed she lay down on her big bed. *Damn this bed feels so good!* she exclaimed to herself. Pan looked up at the wall. She couldn't see the sky anymore! She quickly got up and went towards the window. She opened it and let the fresh cool air hit her like there was no tomorrow. The night was beautiful and you can see all of the villages from up here. It looked like a glowing world to her. She hadn't noticed, but she soon fell into a peaceful sleep, one that she hasn't had in a long time.

The king walked with anger. He hated the Kakarots with all his might! They've been his enemy ever since he became king. When he found out that Goku was king, all hell broke loose. He demanded more and more land every minute in order to have more resources as his advantage. When he first saw Pan take out all those guards right in front of him, he knew she was the one. She was the one who can help him gain power to the world. He just needed a way to push them together. He entered his dorm and lay down on his mattress, next to his wife. Bulma knew he was upset so she left him be.

Vegeta lay there until slumber hit him. He dreamed of ruling everything and everyone even having Goku as his slave.

Once Trunks left Pan's room, he collapsed on his bed. He was too tired and wanted sleep, but he couldn't help feel that something was going to happen at the tournament. *My father's planning something. I know It.* he was in complete thought. Wondering, how is it possible to have such a feud with the same race. He pushed it aside. *I wonder why she defends them so much. When she said thanks for her meal, I knew for sure that it was a Kakarot tradition, but I never would have thought she could be one. No, that's impossible! No one can enter this kingdom even if you were Vegetan. You had to go through a series of test to step on this land.* with that he fell asleep.

"No stop it, please, I beg of you!" she yelled. "That's impossible missy. You are a traitor!" a man roared. She nodded no. "I'm no traitor!" she ran out of the house and landed in a dark ditch. *Not again* she thought. *I was dreaming so peacefully, what happened?* Pan tried to wake up but failed. It was too frightening to even think about it. *Damn Vegetans! Damn Kakarots! Why couldn't I be born in a better life.* she ended up siting on the floor and letting all her memories flash back at her like a brick. All of a sudden she was back home. She saw her parents eating dinner. She ran to them as fast as she could. Her father turned to her and got up. "Where have you been?" he said, cruelty showing. Pan stopped her running and looked at him. She stayed silent; worried that she'll get into trouble. "Answer your father right now!" her mother demanded. "Mom, aren't you glad I'm back?" Her mother looked like an evil witch with her glaring eyes. "Oh we're glad. Now we can finally get rid of you for sure." Her father answered as Videl approached Pan.

Pan stepped back. They got closer. Pan got into a battle stance. When Gohan tried to reach for her arm, Pan quickly punched him in the gut, making him fall down. Videl tried to take down Pan, but she fought back and kicked her mother towards a wall, causing it to crack. She began crying and left without a word.

Pan awoke yelling. She looked at her surroundings and remembered where she was. Trunks enters the room. "You ok?" he asked, staying at the door. "Yes, I'm fine. It was just a little nightmare, that's all."

"You sure?" Pan smiled at him. "I'm fine, positive. You can go back to sleep." Trunks nodded unconvinced and left. Pan sighed. *Help.* she thought before getting up and looking out the window. *I must of fallen asleep while feeling the air.* she thought.

YAY! CHAPTER 3 IS DONE! Sorry if the characters are out of character! So do you think this tournament is going to end this war? And what is Vegeta planning? Please leave your AWESOME REVIEWS! You can also review old chapters and review on Son Pan Briefs! Thank You!