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Chapter 9

Pan was taken back to her room. She wasn't going to except this fate without a fight. She let the well hidden tears that she had kept bottled up inside spill in the throne room, now she was going to let them spill in the safety of herself. She couldn't stand the prince, couldn't understand how someone could be soo cruel. He had touched her, kissed her with such passion and what seemed like love, but treated her as if she were nothing. What was the point of staying in this room?

For all she cared, let Marron have it. Marron had had high hopes on marrying him anyways. Pan didn't care if she never saw his face again, but something was tugging at her, telling her differently.

Goten hadn't been her prince in shining armour. He had broken his promise he had made to her years ago. This made her cry more tears, juicy, fat ones that ran down her cheeks to the corner of her mouth, giving her a taste of the salty, bitter sadness she was feeling.

What if she never got to see her family again?

Goten should have been there, he was her sworn protector, her sworn guardian angel.

'I have to stop.' Pan thought. 'Blaming Goten does nothing but keep me locked in the godforsaken room.'

She wiped the silent tears that had slid down her rosy red cheek. She had to be strong. She knew Goten, he wouldn't just let her go like that and she was planning on making his mission easier.

She wasn't waiting around, she had to come up with a plan.

Trunks POV

I couldn't believe I was that harsh, even for the son of Vegeta. Something had possessed me and I wanted her, in more ways than one.

I could tell that she despised me with every tissue, every cell of her body.

The look she gave me as they pulled her away I will never forget.

I felt like a home wrecker.

Actually I was a home wrecker.

I had pulled an innocent girl from her home, her village without so much as a warning and now I was refusing her family the privilege of having her back as their own.

But I wanted her as mine. The demon that had wanted Pan had possessed me to do take her, to do something that I had never done in my life, to kidnap.

The spiky haired boy stared as the throne door closed slowly and it was so quiet that you could hear the echo of the door clicking shut.

He turned back to us, eyes glossy from unshed tears.

"Please, reconsider my prince" He said in a low, begging whisper.

"I have spoken." I said and the authority in my voice sounded even false to me.

He looked at me, eyes boring deep into me. It was if he was trying to see if I had a soul, something that would possess me to hear his reasoning.

"If you have a heart, you will please think of something more stable, something where she won't have to spend the rest of her life as nothing but your personal whore, something where she will have all the dignity that dwells inside of her. This job you call her to do is nothing but degrading and it would bring dishonor to our family and she wishes nothing more than to honor us." Goten said more anger and unseen venom pouring from each and every word he spoke. He recited this in a quick breath hoping to get all of his rants out before he was thrown out of the palace by the approaching guards.

Something tugged at my heart as I saw the pleading face of my sister and mother, and I remembered the tear stricken face of Pan. I looked at Bra who gave me a seemingly understanding look.

"Halt," I told the guards approaching Goten, who immediately stopped and stood straight, shoulders back, chin held high.

I was about to continue until I was interrupted.

Bra's POV

This Goten fascinated me.

The love in his heart for Pan made jealously course through my body as I wanted to feel that love from him too.

The few glances we stole at each other set my heart on fire as I saw the determination in those beautiful dark eyes as he stared back at me.

I couldn't believe how unreasonable Trunks was being. It was clear Pan didn't want to stay here. No matter how nice it was to finally have someone to talk to, Pan had a family of her own as did Trunks and I.

The words being exchanged were drowned away as a looked Goten up and down for the umpteenth time.

When Trunks turned to me, I could see the mixture of emotions he was feeling. Trunks and I were close and though it didn't seem like it to others, he boar his emotions in his eyes. I wouldn't call the emotion confused, more unknowing than anything.

I knew he had developed high feelings for Pan, but he was stuck between what his heart wanted and what was the right thing to do.

Sure she had committed treason, but it wasn't at as serious level as those before her. I could see that he was thinking the same things as I, for his answers were drawn out, as if he were in thought.

It was as if the pressure was radiating off of him into me. Father's glares to him weren't helping either. He flashed me a look of despair and turned back to Goten.

Trunks had halted the guards.

He was getting ready to speak, but I quickly interrupted.

"I have something to say," I spoke and everyone turned a curious gaze to me.

"Why don't we hold this off until tomorrow so as to give Prince Trunks time to think about reconsidering?" I stated hoping not to make myself sound too stupid.

Trunks was about to speak again but I cut him off "And Goten can stay in a guest bedroom! It's perfect!" I shouted and the outburst earned me weird stares, but the thought of maybe getting a chance to talk to this gorgeous god was something to get excited over. My father 'hmphed' as I was sure I was glowing.

"Fine, we will continue tomorrow, the guards will show you to your room." Trunks stated giving in. It wasn't that late but I could tell that Trunks had a lot of thinking to do for he was already deep in thought. He stood up and bowed, then quickly exited the room, nearly running into the huge golden door from trying to concentrating. He recovered and continued on his way.

I was elated, a smirk intact on my face. I gave Goten a sly smile which he returned to my surprise.

This situation was looking on the bright side for me.

A/N: YAY! Dragon ball Z comes on tonight!! (at 10:30 on Cartoon Network)

Anyways...

Just for the record:

Personal slave is equal to personal whore, concubine, whatever (just a nicer word for them)

Don't hate me!

I know this chapter is gay so don't make me feel worse by flaming.

I don't know how many times I rewrote this chapter over.

Next chapter won't be so gay and I'll make this whole trial crap over with by then.

Trunks and Pan action is what I'm planning.

I'll update before Christmas hopefully

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