March 3rd- Well, I'm in a new set of dorms in a different country. You would think I would be out exploring it, but I can't until the end of the month because of what previous generations of military people did _. So, that gives me quite a bit of time to write the next chapter, because Dende knows when that ban is up, I'm off to go scuba diving!
"Hi!" Pan hugged Goten as she opened the door, making him laugh. "I'm glad you came!" Goten nodded and followed her inside.
"Thank you for calling me. Where are the children?"
"That's who you came for, truthfully. I felt your energy and came to meet you at the front door; they're in the backyard, playing with Shadow." Goten followed his niece to to the backyard and laughed as he saw one of the children go flying by him.
"Wait a moment..." Goten looked confused. "When did you have four more?"
"It's been how long?"
"Not long enough to have four more!" Goten crossed his arms as his eyes fell on the two with purple and black hair. "I'm sure you will explain that in due time."
"That's Kakurine and Vesper. They are the two you never got to meet. I don't think you ever knew the names of my first two. The two older children are Packie's siblings that I took over with me." Goten looked at her, realizing that she was avoiding the topic he wanted her to bring up. "They are Setsuna and Gokiro. I wanted to keep up with the 'Go' tradition this family seems to have." Pan looked at Goten as he watched the children and she cleared her throat. "Oh so I lied to him! He lied to me all the time!" Goten stared at his niece and sighed in disgust.
"Really? That's the reasoning you're going to have? Wow, for some reason I always thought you were smarter than that. Maybe the lies he told you back then were kind of bad, but they are absolutely nothing compared to this! This is a life-changer!"
"Well, he can come see them whenever he wants to."
"About that," Goten started. "Trunks is definitely not the same person from five years ago. Amaya left him probably six months ago, but not before making his life miserable for the entire time. She spent her time cheating on him while he worked and even though people tried to tell him, especially me, he didn't want to hear it. He was worried that he wouldn't have anyone if he left her. So when you left all those years ago, you most certainly fucked up something in that kids mind." Goten looked back at the children and sighed. "So, are those other two..."
"Packie's children."
"They look a lot like him. I see a little of you..."
"Ha, ha." Goten walked off the porch and headed over to the kids, who stopped and looked up at him.
"This is your great-uncle Goten. Just call him uncle Goten."
"Uncle Goten!" the four of them tackled him, knocking him to the ground and making him break out laughing.
"Wow! These kids have some power to them!"
"Of course we do! Momma trains us everyday." Goten ruffled their hair and watched as they ran away from him to go play with the wolf once more. Goten walked back to his niece and sighed, smiling as he gave them another look.
"Hm, you actually make me want to have children but I have no plans on doing that. As fun as it has been seeing the little ones, I'm actually busy today. I will try to stop over longer and with Bra."
"Why don't you two have children?"
"Pfft, no thank you. We're quite busy to have children right at the moment. Besides, you and Trunks beat us which just makes the whole related thing weird now. If I can find the man, I'm going to have him come over to talk to you. You should tell him the truth." Pan nodded and cleared her throat as Goten started to walk by her.
"What do you mean by find him?"
"Exactly what it sounds like. Trunks doesn't work at Capsule Corp anymore, Bra took over when he flipped his lid and disappeared. Once a week, the two of us take turns coming to your house to make sure no punk ass teenagers are occupying it, but I never actually see him. I will send Trunks a message, and whether he responds to it or not actually depends on how much he's been drinking." Pan frowned, staring down at the ground. "I'm not trying to guilt you, you didn't know he was going to turn out like that, none of us did."
"When was the last time you saw him?"
"The last time I saw Trunks? About a year and a half ago. I try to run into him here, but he always sneaks off before I get the chance."
"I don't know if I want that unstable man near my children."
"Trunks has never hurt you nor would he hurt children and you know this. He is likely to get pissed off once he hears that these little ones are his."
"Two of them are his.""
"Don't worry, when I send the text telling him it's his turn to come here, I'll hide my power level and hang around outside."
"That makes me feel better."
"It should." Goten kissed her cheek and took to the sky, catching the attention of the children.
"Momma, when is uncle Goten coming back?"
"Oh, I'm sure he'll be back soon. He still has plenty of questions he wants to ask me, I know he does." she turned and smiled at Setsuna, getting an ear to ear smile in return.
"Damn, when was the last time I was a hundred percent sober?" Trunks groaned, hovering in the sky and looking up at the moon. "Oh Goten, what do you want from me now?' he pulled his phone out of his pocket and sighed.
Hey,
Don't forget that it's your turn to make sure everything is kosher.
"It's not like she couldn't fix it herself if she ever came back." Trunks headed for the house reluctantly. Although the two of them were there to keep kids from crashing at the house, that's exactly what Trunks had been doing for the last few months. "Why waste a perfectly good house?" he dropped out of the sky as he came to the forest and stretched. When he walked toward the house, a light turned on and he smiled to himself.
Yes! I've wanted to bust kids so badly! He chuckled to himself and cracked his knuckles.
"Why the hell were those kids so hard to put to sleep tonight?" Pan asked herself as she poured herself a glass of red wine. "They're usually out in seconds, and they're not this big of a pain!" she headed for the living room and came across a tall man with lavender hair and a matching a beard. Without missing a beat, Pan kicked him square in the stomach which made him fall to his knees.
"Ow! What the hell was that for?"
"Why are you just walking around in my house?"
"Why are you even here?" Trunks looked up at her from the floor and she sighed.
"You were there when I told my mother that I would be back and forth from the States so that they could see the children."
"Pfft, this is the first time you're coming back in five years! It's just so like you to just up and disappear, leaving broken promises in your wake." Pan put her fingers to her lips to make him shut up and he grunted. Trunks looked like he had aged about twenty years, but the beard probably had something to do with it. He now had lines on his forehead, which she could only guess were from worry and stress, making her frown. "Why are you looking at me like that? You're giving me a look like you feel bad for me. Don't do that, don't feel bad for me."
"You look horrid and I don't feel bad for saying that."
"It's called stress. It changes a person."
"If you wake my children up after I got them to sleep, I swear to Dende I will beat you like a red headed step child."
"Your power level is lower than mine, you're never going to beat me."
"So you think." she finished her glass and walked back into the kitchen to put it in the sink. Trunks dragged a chair noisily across the floor and she glared at him.
"My bad, I've been drinking."
"Doesn't surprise me since that is all you ever did in the first place." Shadow came bounding into the room and took a seat next to him, making him laugh.
"Look, the wolf knows how to greet a person!"
"Trunks, do you have a place to stay or would you like to stay here? Goten said you haven't been home and that..."
"Yes, Amaya and I are having problems but that doesn't concern you. The only person you care about is yourself and Packie. I'm not sure how you feel about the children, but I guess I will find out in the short time I know you'll be here for. Speaking of Packie, where is the man?"
"Do you want to see the children? I know Goten only just got to see them, and I know they're sleeping but maybe if you see that they really exist, you will be quiet. Please do me a favor and go use the damn razor that you left in my bathroom first. You look like a goon and the last thing I want is for one of them to wake up and see a caveman hovering over their brother or sister." Trunks nodded and waited for Pan to lead the way. She stood in front of the kids' door while he went to the bathroom, surprising her that he would even listen.
"Ta-da! Happy?" he held out his arms and she sighed, nodding. She looked back at him as he came to the door and he rolled his eyes, putting his finger to his lips to let her know he understood. Since the door was already cracked open, she gently pushed it, which made Setsuna roll over as the light fell over her bed. "That's Setsuna and Gokiro is right next to her." Pan knew that as soon as Trunks saw that the top half of Setsuna's hair and the streaks in Gokiro's hair was lavender, that he would know the truth.
"There are six. You two didn't waste any time!"
"Kakurine and Vesper." Trunks squeezed past Pan and walked over to Setsuna, staring down at the little body that was curled up in a bed that looked way too big for her. He knelt down beside the bed, and ran his fingers through her hair, looking back at Pan who stood silently in the doorway. Setsuna's tail made him jump as it hit him trying to wrap itself around her body. Trunks pointed down at the child as he stood up and Pan nodded. Pan uncrossed her arms as Trunks stormed toward her, waiting to get hit. He closed the door, backing her up against the wall and got centimeters away from her face, unnerving her instantly.
"Get the fuck downstairs." Trunks commanded, and without stalling, Pan did what she was told and virtually ran to the kitchen. She grasped the sink, keeping her back to him as he walked in right behind her. "Oh no you don't, turn around and face me." she shook her head and he slammed his fist down on the counter beside her. "You owe me a fucking explanation, so you best turn around and face me before I throw you out the fucking window!" when Pan still refused, Trunks grabbed her arms and threw her to the ground. She rubbed her forehead and stared up at him as he stood there with his arms crossed. "I'm waiting!"
"What do you want me to say?" Pan said quietly, getting to her feet and Trunks slammed the palm of his left hand against his forehead.
"Are you serious? What do I want you to say? Why did you lie to me? That is the best place to start or so I think! You told me right there in that hospital that those children were Packie's kids. I can see that the other two are clearly his, but not Gokiro and most certainly not Setsuna! I'm so mad that I could..." Trunks stopped suddenly, lowering his hands and Pan wasn't sure if she should move or if it would make him go into another rage. "Hi there." she turned around and spotted Vesper staring with wide eyes from the doorway, peeking around the corner.
"Hi." he said softly.
"Vesper, what are you doing out of bed?"
"I wanted to get a drink of water. You forgot to put some on the nightstand."
"I apologize."
"You can come, little guy." Vesper inched his way in and gave Trunks a puzzled look as he walked over to the sink. Trunks stared at Pan as he spotted Vesper with a tail, and looked back at the boy as he cleared his throat.
"You are Setsuna and Gokiro's father?"
"Yes." Trunks glared at Pan, but softened up as he looked back over at the boy who stood in the kitchen with a monstrous sized glass. "How'd you know?" at this, Vesper smiled widely.
"Well, Setsuna looks just like you when she gets confused and you both have the same hair color. That and momma gave them a picture of you a while ago. The four of us are the same age, just separated by months is all."
"Vesper, you got what you wanted, it's time for you to head back to bed."
"Aw but mom, I wanted to hang out with Trunks some more!"
"I will be here when you wake up." Trunks invited himself to stay the night and Pan looked down, knowing that it was the least she could do after she lied to him for long. "Goodnight, little guy."
"Night!" he walked out of the kitchen and Trunks took a seat, looking up at Pan.
"Get me a drink." Pan listened once again, fetched Trunks the drink he requested and sat down across from the table at him. "There is so much shit to wade through, I don't even know where to begin. I guess I will start from the very beginning and work my way forward. Why did you lie to me back then? What possible motive did you have to do something that atrocious?"
"Trunks, to this day I can't even tell you why I lied to you that much back then. I guess I was more afraid of getting hurt by another guy, even though I knew you were going to be like the ones over in America. Even Brae scared me, and I was engaged to the man! You seemed to be happy with Amaya, even though you would have spats here and there, but that's what couples do, they fight."
"Not only did you lie about who the father was, but you ran away, Pan. That is something you have turned out to be very good at! Running! Run from this problem and run from that problem because you know they will probably never catch up to you! Well, this one did and you can't even look me in the eye and face what you did!"
"That's because I feel like a complete asshole and I know that's what I am! You didn't make it very easy on me while I was here last! You used me too, and you can't even say otherwise!" Trunks grumbled and took a long sip of the liquor he was given.
"Where is Packie? I think I owe that man a punch since I can't hit you outside of training." Trunks stated, and Pan sighed. "Oh what? Did you run away with his children too? That wouldn't surprise me, crazy whore." Pan winced as the words stung her, but she said nothing. "Going back to his children, why the hell do they have tails? He was human and I'm not sure a ΒΌ Sayian would be born with a tail. Well, I guess it might depend on whose genetics were stronger."
"Remember when I told you that I think Brae would have been able to take you in a fight? Well, apparently I wasn't wrong. That family had its own little secrets that I didn't know about until the birth of the twins." Trunks was interested now and pushed his glass away to pay attention to Pan. "His family were also Sayians."
"Oh that is a load of horse shit! My father and your grandfather were the only ones who managed to get off of that rock beside that nutter Broly. Besides, they had no power level!"
"His mother designed a special necklace that kept their power levels hidden. Packie's mother was the aunt of Broly and his father was also a full-blood Sayian. They had been booted off the planet weeks before its destruction. So yes, Packie, Brae and their two siblings that I have upstairs were full-blooded Sayians as well. Someone is hunting that family down, and is slowly but surely trying to kill every one of them. They got the parents while we had the two brothers in the bahamas with us, and Packie tried holding this person off while we escaped. So, that is why I sit here before you, back in the house that I really didn't want to come back to if I could help it."
"If what you're saying is true, you mean to tell me that I have four descendants of that beast upstairs with my children?" this time it was Pan's turn to glare at him. "Well, I suggest you keep that a secret if you have a brain." Trunks grunted and Pan looked at him. "What? I'm not about to have children killed for something their dumb ass ancestors did. I have a heart when it comes to kids." Trunks stood up, leaving the glass on the table and stretched widely. "Well, I'm going to go upstairs and pass out. You, your uncle and I are going to have a nice sit down tomorrow to talk about this killer that is supposedly going around wiping out some Sayians."
"All right. I will be here since I'm sure I won't be able to sleep."
"Like hell." Trunks grabbed Pan by the arm and dragged her upstairs into her bedroom. "Get in bed. You are staying right here because you are untrustworthy and I don't feel like hunting you down."
"I'm not going to..."
"Fucking do it. It's not an offer, it's a Dende damn order."
"I guess I will then." Pan crawled on the left side of the bed and curled up with her back away from him.
"Do you think I will hurt you? You're sure as hell acting like I just killed your puppy and I'm about to strap you down to the bed."
"You scare me, that's all."
"Good, I like that." Pan rolled her eyes and stared blankly at the wall, waiting to hear any signs that he was sleeping. "Goodnight." he threw his heavy arm across her and she grumbled. "I told you I wasn't about to let you go anywhere."
Author's Note: Wow, this one went by really fast! I'm actually surprised and thrilled at how fast it went! The next one might take a little bit longer, but I hope you enjoy this chapter while you're waiting!