Omg I am sooooo sorry this seriously took me forever to update. First I went to Geek Kon over the weekend, Which was amazing. Jerry Jewell signed my Russia plushie! Lol Then when I finally sat down and tried working on this I could not write for the life of me! I had my ideas and everything laid out in front of me, but I couldn't put them into sentences. I was literally wracking my brain trying to put everything together! So please forgive me!

I'm sorry for any mistakes, and I do not own DBZ/GT!

The bathroom door swung open and there she stood in all her naked glory, the most beautiful smile spread across her face, one that was reserved only for him. Her hands rested along the door frame on either side of her, a small hue of pink gracing her cheeks. Thick midnight strands cascaded like a waterfall down her back, she looked like a goddess. Vegeta swung his legs over the edge of the bed they shared, the springs squeaked under his weight as he pushed himself to his feet. One moment he was beside the bed acrossed the room, and the next he was standing in front of her.

Calloused fingers brushed down along her sides and rested on her hips. His touch sent a ripple of goosebumps along her skin and she lifted her onyx orbs up to meet his. Vegeta leaned closer against her ear, "Well?" His breath tickled her and her body shuddered against his.

Pan slowly pulled back, a small pout forming on her lips. "You already knew the answer!"

"I'm sorry little one." Vegeta tried forcing back the small laugh bubbling in his chest as his hand caressed over her stomach, before reaching around and grabbing her behind. A small squeak escaped Pans lips as he pulled her body flush against his. "How can I make it up to you?"

Pan pulled back just in time to see his lips tug at the corners into one of those smiles reserved only for her. "Oooh I don't know..." Scrunching up her nose, she lifted her eyes to the ceiling above them, appearing to be deep in thought.

"I have a few ideas..." Her stomach fluttered just from his gruff voice and her fingers slid gently up along his arms to wrap around his neck.

"Oh yeah? Do share my Saiyajin-no-Ouji..." Pan let out a small laugh as her face slowly inched closer to his own.

"How about instead, I just show you..." In less then a second his mouth was capturing hers in a passion-filled kiss. His arms tightened around her as Pan lifted herself off of the ground and secured her legs tightly around his waist. Vegeta turned away from the bathroom door and made his way back to their bed. His tongue delved into the warmth of her mouth to tangle with her own as he gently laid her back against the bed.

Vegeta...

His nose scrunched up in disgust as the smell of salt and rust invaded his sensitive nostrils. He slowly forced open his onyx orbs, causing the image of her and the life he previously had to completely fade into nothingness. The thought of never seeing her again or of never hearing her angelic voice tugged at his heart. If only she were here now...

Pan...

Vegetas hands fisted and he struggled once again against the chains secured tightly around both of his wrists. He ignored the stinging pain as they dug further into his already bleeding flesh.

His newfound strength was once again not good enough and realization hit him like a ton of bricks. An onslought of curses escaped the Oujis lips when the devices around his wrists eagerly absorbed the energy he had released and his head fell forward in shame.

He could hear her off in the distance, laughing and mocking him as she easily manuvered her way out of his grasp and tackled him down to the ground from behind during one of their many sparring sessions.

A small hint of life entered his dull eyes just at the thought of her.

A womans high-pitched laugh brought Vegeta out of his reverie and within a second the door swung open and slammed back against the wall. The silhouette of a woman stood within the door frame and she quickly reached in and flicked on the lightswitch.

A single barebulb flickered on, banishing the darkness and revealing the one whom captured the Saiyajin-no-Ouji. Porcelein skin, blood-red eyes, and tight red ringlets that framed her face. Her slender figure took one step into the room, then another until she was standing only a few centimeters in front of the Saiyajin-no-Ouji.

"Leave us!" Her voice bounced off the cell walls and reverberated around them. She didn't even bother turning around to face the two henchman that scurried out of the room behind her.

As soon as they were alone, the woman knelt down onto her knees and cupped the Oujis cheeks within the palms of her hands, forcing his eyes to meet hers. "Have you made a decision?" Her gloved fingers slid down his perfectly chiseled chest before wrapping around his waist, allowing her to press her small, yet threatening, frame against him.

Vegeta forced back the vile trying to force its way up his throat. Even the thought of this damnation touching him made him sick.

"If you will not agree...Then maybe I will just have to find another way..." The woman leaned forward so that her breath caressed against his ear as she spoke.

An image of Pan, his family and friends flashed through his mind, But Vegeta remaiend silent.

"Aquross!" One of the guards stood outside the door, the fear in his voice evident. No one dared interrupt their mistress.

A loud sigh escaped her lips as she slightly pulled back from Vegeta, "What is it?!" Her shrill voice had both men wincing, and often reminded Vegeta of nails on a chalkboard.

The guard hesitated and almost regretted saying anything at all, "T..the prince and future princess have returned..."

Aquross rolled her eyes before lifting herself off the ground, "We will finish this later Saiyajin-no-Ouji." She bent over, giving him full view of her perfectly rounded mounds as she pressed a forced kiss against his unwilling lips. "Until then..." Her lips tugged into a wicked smile before she turned on her heel and exited the dingy cell room.

He just had to get out of here...

ooOooOoo

Pan blew her bangs out of her face as she rolled onto her back. Staring at the blank ceiling above her, one arm stretched out before her and she began tracing patterns with her index finger. It had been three days since her encounter with Bra, and she just couldn't get her words out of her head.

You weren't the only one hurting...

Releasing a sigh, Pan rolled onto her side and brought her knees up to her chin, her arms securing tightly around her legs. The only light was the moons reflection as it cascaded in through her window. How could she have been so blind? Most importantly how could she have just abandoned him like that. Goku had tried warning her, he had tried saving her from this regret, but of course she chose to ignore him. Disregarded his concern.

A silent tear slipped from her eye, but she chose to ignore it.

She deserved this. Deserved to be alone, without the love of her life. He was probably better off without her.

Pan forced her eyes closed and drifted off to sleep, but even in her sleep she couldn't escape.

His smell filled her senses before she was even fully awake. Pan rolled over and buried her face into his pillow. A small smile spread across face as she recalled the many times she would stop what she was doing because his scent would suddenly creep up on her. It often filled her with odd sensations and made her stomach turn in rythmic ways.

"Onna..." His gruff voice sent a chill down her spine and yet she found herself burying her head further into his pillow.

The bed dipped to his sudden weight, the springs squeaking as he moved closer to her unmoving form. A groan escaped her lips as she finally opened her eyes and turned to meet his gaze.

"Yes..?" She bit on the inside of her cheek trying to prevent herself from smiling as the Ouji only rolled his eyes at her.

Finally, Pan rolled over so that she was completely on her back staring up at him. Vegeta placed each one of his hands on either side of her head, trapping her.

Noticing the position they were in, the corners of pans lips tugged into a coy smile. "Now that you have me trapped, what are you going to do with me my Ouji?" She batted her eyelashes at him, before snorting trying to hold back the laughter making its way up her throat.

His onyx orbs filled with love and lust as he leaned down and brushed his lips against her with a gentleness he only showed towards her. Pans hands rested at his hips before her fingers gently slid up and underneath his shirt, enjoying the feal of his muscles beneath her fingers.

Vegeta slowly leaned back and whispered against her lips, "How about I just show you..."

Closing her eyes, Pans body shuddered under his just from the thoughts swimming through her mind, and a small moan made its way up her throat.

Suddenly his body was pulling away from her and her eyes sprung open from the lack of contact. She jolted upright in the bed just in time to see his retreating form, letting out a loud shriek she grabbed for the nearest thing, which just so happened to be his pillow, and flung it at his head just as he exited the room. His laughter following him down the hallway.

"That bastard better be ready to get his ass kicked." Pan narrowed her eyes and the corner of her mouth tugged into a smirk much like that of Vegetas as she swung her legs over the bed and hurried to get dressed. No, she wasn't as upset as she acted, but she was going to teach the Saiyajin-no-Ouji not to mess with her!

And with that thought Pan hurried out of the room after him and out to the gravitation room.

Pans eyes sprung open and instantly filled with tears at the memory. It was as if he were really just there in the room with her. She could still smell him, taste him, feel him. Her fingers fisted into the sheets beneath her.

"Pan-Chan?" His voice was so hushed, she almost didn't hear him.

"Yeah..?" Pan sat up in her bed groggily and wiped prefusely at the tears threatening to fall. The figure behind her stepped out of the shadow and directly into the moons reflection. Pan lifted her gaze to the spiky-haired silhouette along her blank wall and continued talking before giving him a chance to answer her, "I'm sorry I should have listened to you in the beginning Grandpa G..." Her voice trailed off into a whisper.

"Panny. I'm not..." Her visitors hands flailed in front of him but she cut him off again.

"I know you tried to warn me that I would regret it, but my damn pride got in the way. I was too busy drowning in my own sorrow to notice his...and now...and now it might be too late..." The dam broke and tears were flowing endlessly from her eyes. Her shoulders shook as she choked on a sob, "I should have listened to you..."

His arms were around her in an instant and he was pulling her close against his chest as he took a seat on the bed next to her. "Shh...Its okay..."

Pan wrapped her arms tightly around him and buried her face into his chest, letting out another sob.

After she felt all cried out she finally pulled herself from his embrace, she wiped away the tears from her eyes, "Thanks Grandpa G..."

"Actually...I'm not dad..." His hand went to rub the back of his head as the traditional Son grin broke out on his face.

Confused, Pan lifted her gaze to his. A small gasp escaped her lips as the memory of Goku faded away revealing none other than Goten. "Goten!" Her scream soon became muffled as Goten clasped his hand over her mouth and pressed a finger to his lips.

"Shhh you want to wake Gohan and Videl?" Pan shook her head from side to side and he slowly removed his hand from her mouth. "Okay then, good. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. I even tried telling you I wasn't dad the first time you said something..."

Pan could feel her cheeks heating up and she quickly averted her attention out the window. "What are you doing here so late anyways? and in my room I might add?" She turned her head back to face him and gave him a deadpanned look.

"Well...uh... Bra told me everything..." Pan rolled her eyes at this, of course Bra told him everything! "Anyways.. I got done with work about a hour ago and flew over here, I promised her I would talk to you and well you know..."

"You don't want to piss off her royal higness, right?" Goten nodded dumbly, and Pan had to fight back the urge to roll her eyes again.

"So when are we leaving?" His question caught her completely off guard, and her eyes suddenly resembled that of saucers.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Her voice rose a little higher which had Goten pressing his finger to his lips once again. His eyes stole a glance at the closed bedroom door and he listened intently for any noises indicating his brother and Videl and heard them.

Once satisfied he returned his gaze back to that of his nieces and his eyes became strangely serious. Something Pan wasn't too used to.

Finally after what felt like forever, he continued, "Well you want to go after him right?" Pans fingers fidgeted with the end of her pajama shirt, and suddenly her feet became increasingly interesting.

"Theres no point in lying Panny... You two need each other. You two are like peanut butter and jelly!" Pan snorted. Leave it to Goten to use food as a metaphor.

"So when are we going?" Pans eyes widened in disbelief.

"What if he doesn't want me going after him?" Her fingers fisted into the material of her shirt.

"Do you really think that is true?" Since when did Goten make sense?

"What if..." Goten narrowed his eyes at her.

"No 'what ifs' Son Pan!" Pans head jerked up and she stared dumbfounded at him.

"You two have a love like no other, After Bulmas death... I would never have guessed Vegeta to open up the way he has when he was with you. Honestly...I don't think he was ever truly in love with her, only you Pan. It was always...only you." Gotens eyes pleaded with her to understand, hoping to Dende that he was making sense.

After a moment of silence, Goten noticed a spark of life enter Pans usually dull eyes and his stomach bubbled with excitement. Had he finally broken through to her?

"So when do we leave?" The words left his lips without a problem.

"Who said anything about we?" The corners of Pans lips tugged into a smile as she finally lifted her gaze to meet her uncles. Upon noticing a look of determination set on her face another grin broke out on Gotens face.

The old Panny was back, and she was definitely ready to find what was rightfully hers!

You have no idea how many times I started writing this, only to delete it! It took me forever, I swear! I also stayed up late trying to finish it, despite the fact that I have to get up in less than four hours to get ready for work! So sorry if its not the best, do forgive me! I know I said it was going to be a while until there were Vegeta/Pan moments, So i figured i would use flashbacks and whatnot as fillers! :D They are actually my favorite scenes to right. I could seriously just write a crap ton of fluff scenes about Vegeta/Pan Lol! Also I hope it wasn't too confusing with the flashbacks and then when Pan wakes up and confuses Goten for Goku...I tried! Lastly, I have a general idea of how this story is going to go, but I'm having trouble putting it all together so any ideas for filler scenes are welcomed! Well, enough of my rambling I better go get some sleep! I hope you liked it and I should have the next chapter up soon! :) Until next time!