A/N: Many will get confused with this chapter but bare with me. It will start making sense soon. I was so caught up in the lemony side of things that i forgot the hard stuff.

This is an AU so imagine Goten and Pan not being related, yet are Saiyans. Everyone from DBZ will be in this story, guaranteed.

Chapter Nine

'Someone's in the kitchen.' Pan said telepathically to him.

She was in a very deep slumber when she felt the presence of someone inside there apartment. It was unfamiliar, but not dangerous. For the two of them at least. She watched as Goten narrowed his eyes at their bedroom door. He was up in an instant the moment this stranger placed there hand on the apartment door. Goten was not impressed.

'Stay here.' Goten replied. He gave Pan a soft kiss before fazing out of there bed.

Pan sighed, 'Hurry back.' She said.

Goten was behind this stranger in a matter of seconds. When Goten growled low and angrilly, the intruder spun with intent to injure. Goten simply caught the person's wrist, stopping the intruder's knife from slashing him.

"Who are you and what the fuck are you doing in my apartment?." He hissed.

The intruder resisted at first, however now that Goten knew it was a man, he had no problem with shoving him hard against the fridge.

"Don't make me ask you again." He warned.

The intruder's hoody fell from his head, revealing a very stunned and frightened teenaged boy. Goten frowned slightly and released him. Judging by this kids appearance, he was no older than 10 and by the looks of it on the verge of dying from starvation. Not to mention the stench that was coming off from him. His nose scrunched up on its own accord and Goten stepped away from him. The boys bruises and cuts all over, he smelt like dog shit and he was so thin Goten secretely hoped he didn't break the boy in any way.

Goten crossed his arms, "Hungry?." He asked noticing the boy had there food in a small rubbish bag.

The boy turned his head away stubbornly, "I'll do whatever you want, an hour at best then you let me leave with the food."

Goten's jaw dropped, "You've got to be kidding me?." He said not only to the boy, but to himself.

The bedroom door squeaked slightly, and the boy's eyes moved instantly toward it. Goten crossed his arms and studied this kid. There was fear in his eyes, a bit too much in fact and Goten wasn't big on fear. He didn't like to intimidate nor did he like to be intimidated.

'Unless it's for Pan.' He thought. 'Speaking of Pan.'

"What the hell is that smell?." Pan asked groggily. All she had on was one of Goten's large t-shirts.

"He said we can do whatever we please with him for an hour, so long as he can leave with the food." Goten said.

Pan stalked up to the boy annoyed. Her sleep was interrupted because some little shi...

"Wait, what?." She queried, looking at Goten confused. What Goten had said just registered in her tired mind.

Goten nodded, "He'll do just about anything for food."

Pan began to inspect the boy from where she was standing. Which was directly in front of him. He wasn't healthy at all, he was too skinny for someone his age, he was completely worn and judging from the bruising and blood she could see, he was afraid. He was a mess.

Pan snatched the bag of food from the boys hands, and regretted it immediately when the boy shrunk against the fridge. She could sense and smell his fear, and she didn't like it. She effortlessly tossed the boy over her shoulder and made a beeline for the shower. Goten watched with amusement as Pan slammed the bathroom door shut and turned the shower on. Since she was doing the hard yards, something a male like himself should be doing, Goten decided to get some of his clothes ready. Everything he almost owned right down to his boxers were new. So that mean't whatever he chose for the kid to wear, the kid could have.

"Goten, this kid has been hurt pretty bad.' Pan told him.

Goten already had a feeling about that, 'Hospital wise?.' He asked.

Inside the bathroom, Pan used a ki blast to incinerate the dreadful boys clothes. 'No, but the wounds he has, and the scars, it's as if he fought the army.'

'We'll figure it out.' He replied.

Goten moved to the kitchen to prepare a feast. He gazed at the clock on the wall. 3am. He groaned. Meanwhile Pan sat on the toilet seat with her head facing anywhere but the curtainless shower.

"I'm Pan." She said gently, "What's your name?."

"Gohan." He whispered.

Pan could feel the anxiety Gohan was permitting. It was almost sad for someone to be like that with her. Hostility she was used to, but with Gohan, it was like she was looking from the outside in.

"You can relax you know." She said, "Whatever it is you've been through, that shit isn't going to happen here."

Gohan looked at her cautiously. "Why go through all this trouble for me? Why not just have your way with me quickly then let me leave."

Gohan found himself silenced suddenly when he felt two strong fingers holding his lips shut. He could see what appeared to be heat waves circling her entire body. It was like looking far into a desert. Her eyes also kept flashing at him, from brown to turquoise. He gulped.

"Now listen here, me and my Goten don't roll that way." Pan hissed, then she released him slowly and everything around her seemed to calm, "We are going to help you out, ok?."

Gohan felt relieved when she stepped away from his personal space. He didn't know why, but for the first time in his entire life, he knew he could trust Pan and Goten. He'd never been told off before, however dreamed of it whenever he saw other kids being scolded. But he wasn't going to let them in that easily, he'd let someone do that to him before and he wasn't going to let that happen again.

"Once your cleaned, i'm going to give you some fresh clothing." Pan said placing a clean towel on the rack. Gohan watched her sniff the air, "Then, you, me and Goten are going to have something too eat."

Gohan lowered his head, "Thankyou." He whispered.

Pan didn't look back as she opened the door, "Don't worry about it kid."

Pan smiled to herself once she closed the door behind her. She was going to make sure this kid was set by the time he was old enough to make his own decisions. It was like her paternal instincts kicked into over-drive.

"Breakfast is almost done." Goten said over the stove.

Pan walked over to Goten and reached for him. Goten pulled her into his arms and smiled into her neck.

"You ok?." He asked.

Pan nodded and looked into his eyes, "Goten, i want us to look after the kid for a while."

Goten pecked her on the lips, "You read my mind." He replied.

"Before any of that though, we have to figure out the basics." She said.

'We'll check it out sometime today.' He said telepathically, 'If he's homeless ok, if he's not i'll kill the parents for allowing their child to become this jaded.'

Pan smirked, "Not before me you don't."

Goten chuckled darkly, "I'm faster than you."

"Oh yeah."

Goten pinned Pan to the counter, "You know i am."

Both had almost succumbed to eachother's demanding needs when they heard the bathroom door open.

"Umm Pan." Gohan whispered with a small blush on his cheeks, "About those clothes..."

'Fuck.' Goten hissed, 'If he's homeless, he moves into the apartment three doors down from us.'

Pan nodded without hesitation, "Fucking aye."

A/N: Sorry for those who think this coupling is disgusting as well. It's a free world and criticism is more than welcome. It's not going to stop me from writing this story however. If you don't like it, then sorry, harden up and move on.