It's been a long time coming guys, but im back hopefully. Exams, exams and more exams, I'm in form 6 now but I must finish all and continue what I started because writing is my life and I just can't left y'all wondering what could of happened.
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Pan- 18
Bulla- 21
Marron- 27
Trunks- 29
Goten- 28
Same age as before, just reminding y'all :)
Chapter 8: Recovery and reignited anger
Third POV
The Z-gang watched in silence as a Vegeta turned on his heel, as if he didn't missed a beat for the past two weeks of unconsciousness. With a exhausted Pan in tucked comfortably in his arms, he ventured away from the group, leaving them all pondering just what would happened next and now who past actions affect the group. Gohan began to wonder of his daughter being carried away by the Prince of all Saiyans, a man who despise his father and possesses a dredful past, which is hopefully regretted and wont revive. He worried of their unexplainable close bondage very since Pan was a little baby, cooded up with a brown fluffy tail, they instantly clicked and as if a miracle occured, Vegeta take her under his wings. But time have changed, Pan's a fully grown adult Saiyan female now and after that graphic display of pure anger towards Trunks, Goten, Bulma, his father and even himself, Gohan is beginning to wonder if it's time to separate the Prince from his daughter.
But just how he's going to do that especially after what happened two weeks ago?
Vegeta POV
I carried my Princess far away from all her concerned, trying their otter most best to decipher the situation, friends and family members. To the farthest point in Caspule Corporation I walked, bristly and quietly but also gentle enough not to wake her.
I know they're wondering about me, about her... about us. I know they have their suspections, however, after two weeks without my Princess they better not expect separation, either from her or myself. Don't expect me to leave her alone after weeks of worrying, malnutrition and lackage of training or any physical movement. She feels so different in my arms, much more fragile, as if she's half of the onna she used to be.
Kicking open the door of the blain, vacant bedroom, lacking any evidence of a past stay holder in this room, I turned closing the door shut. Walking towards the king size bed, the moon glimmer off her skin, which looks paler than ever. Matted hair and deep, blackish circles under her eyes, I've now seen the extent of how my condition acting upon her and even the heightened power I sense she reached, all lost in a blur two weeks before. She's yet still to know how proud I was and still am but as of now, my intention is to focus of rebuilding the strong onna who belongs to me. Laying her exhausted frame on the bed and crawling in right after, knowing the lost of contact would wake her, I pulled my Princess into my arms, kisses her forehead, I spoke softy into the starless night, feeling the effect of my voice calming her down then soon after, followed her into a realm of our connected dream.
"I'm here again onna, I'm okay..."
•The next day•
I felt her before I sense her, the way her shaken hands trace the outline of my face. From the edge of my hairline to the end of my jaw structure and all the feathering touches in the mix. I felt the tightening of her gasp onto me, pulling closer as if to become one, as if she's afraid I'll disappear right out of her palms.
"Princess... I'm not going anywhere,"
Opening my darken orbs, similar ones was directly in my line of view. Painted in a tint of red and drowning in tears, her lips trembled to my voice while small sniffs was all that fall from her breath. So I move forth, resting my forehead against hers and wiping the sprinkles off her cheeks,
"I promise onna, I'm healthy. I'm not leaving you again."
Kissing her breathlessly, I gathered her small frame into my arms and carried for into the connected bathroom, to prepare us for the day ahead, in my attempt to revive my Princess.
Third person POV
Vegeta and Pan walked slowly, to accommodate Pan's state, towards the kitchen which the cluster of familiar kis were present. The royal couple knew questions would be shot forth like ki blasts, heading straight towards them while their guard was weaken, however Vegeta full intend to protect his Princess even if it means fighting all of them himself. As they approach, the whispers become loud and before stepping into the room, Vegeta stole a quick kiss which erase the worry and pain right off Pan's face. Her laugh reached Kami and Dende, while her smile out do planet Vegeta's Sun on the brightest days. Her happiness grew from Vegeta's sneaky but heartwarming gesture, he was truly something special. Vegeta watched her with his signature smirk but a smile was peeking through because of her reaction and there a rare one was shown, in front of all the nosey gang who ventured towards the sound and stopped in awe at the interaction, and even see Vegeta's split second, forbidden smile.
At that moment, Gohan stepped forward ready to put a stop to whatever uncontrollable bond that is occurring before them, but a gentle palm stopped him, Videl's. His usually distance wife shook her head with a small smile on her face, "Leave them be, look how happy they are Gohan," she turned back to the scene as her daughter's laughter begun to settle, "So happy," she whispered instructions and while those words calm the flame for one, it became gasoline for another, as Bulma walked closer towards the pair with anger and jealousy raging in her soul. Discreetly pulling out a syringe of a blacken substance, Bulma rushed a unknowingly Pan and everyone reacted. Vegeta pulled Pan into his chest in one fluid motion while Pan, surprisingly had enough strength to create a barrier between them and her attacker. Her breath catch in shocked at Bulma's sudden actions, while dropping her head in the crock of Vegeta neck, where he bear her mark under a thin layer of blue, in hopes that his presence calms her. Gohan instant transmit, catching Bulma's hand in the knick of time, releasing her of the syringe and disintegrating it while Bulma struggle to get out of the demi-saiyan grip while cursing him for his actions.
"Let me go Gohan, she deserves it! that little wrench of yours hurt my son!"
Goku withheld a anger ChiChi and Bulla from his long time, blue haired friend while Piccolo held a short fussed 18 in his extended arms, as she kicked and punch him, wanting nothing more that to attack the blue haired genius, who obviously lost it. Marron had a gentle palm on a flickering, on the verge of Super Saiyan, Goten's shoulder while Krillin and Yamcha made their greatest attempt to stop a murderous mother, Videl. She fought against the wall of the long time friends with her emotionally raised ki. The World's Greatest Champion's daughter yelled profanities at the owner of this house as a red aura encloses her being and her strength double, just then a bandage hand rested on her shoulder, instantly calming her and his voice cut through putting a end to the madness.
"Have you lost your mind, Mother!"
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