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Journey to Planet Vegeta – Chapter 21
Pan roused the next morning, when sounds of birds squawking reached her ears. Her eyes slowly drifted opened somewhat, noticing the morning light straight away. They closed shut once more, her brain not fully awake just yet.
As she made a move to turn over and failed, it suddenly registered in her head that she was trapped in an embrace, a warm embrace that is. Memories of last night came rushing back to her, making her smile. She opened her eyes again, turning her head to face the love of her life. He was still very much fast asleep, looking ever so innocent, though his actions were far from it, last night.
Seeing the desire burning in his eyes had surprised her, there was no doubt about it. She hadn't thought he'd miss her that much.
When they'd made love last night, his touches and kisses had been persistent, driven by sentiment, as well as need. She'd clearly sensed the anguish he'd suffered, due to their separation. It was like they'd been apart for years, not a few hours. Even after they'd settled down to sleep, he'd held on possessively, as if she would disappear.
It made her happy, obviously, though she couldn't help but worry. What if her dad didn't approve of their relationship, then what? Knowing her mum knew, and approved, was a big relief, but the main issue was her dad. He could be scary, when angered. However, it was his disappointment, which she feared the most. After getting a taste of it, a few years back, she had vowed it'd be the last time ever. Seeing the dissatisfaction in his eyes had pained her drastically.
She sighed; it wasn't going to be easy talking to him about it. Suddenly, the arm around her waist tightened to some extent, snapping her out of her thoughts. She turned to face him, only to see he was wide awake. Their eyes met, instantly causing all her worries to vanish.
"Hey," he leaned his face closer, to brush a soft kiss on her cheek, "What's got you worried, so early in the morning?" She snuggled closer to him, closing her eyes.
"Nothing," she replied, not wanting to worry him.
"Are you sure?" He tightened his hold on her, "Judging from the look in your eyes, it definitely looked like something."
"I'm sure," she answered calmly. Silence followed, as they enjoyed each other's closeness.
"I should get going. Mum said to get back before dad wakes up," she announced several minutes later, her tone clearly reflecting her displeasure. She heard him sigh, instantly feeling guilty.
"I'm sorry," she whispered. He pulled back, to look at her face.
"Don't be silly, Pan. You don't have to apologise. None of this can be helped, at the moment," he mentioned, brushing a few strands of hair off her face. She smiled, leaning forward to place a kiss on his cheek.
"Thanks for understanding, Trunks. I'll talk to him soon, that's a promise," she said, looking into his eyes. He nodded, leaning forward to kiss her…
She reappeared in her room, half an hour later, silently praying that her dad was still asleep. Luckily he was, making her exhale out loud in relief. Glancing at the wall clock, she saw that it was 6.50am. Ten minutes was a very close call, she realised, shaking her head in wonder. Her dad always woke up at 7am, even on his days off from work.
She quickly headed towards her cupboard, picking out some clothes to wear. She needed a shower, to get rid of the smell of sex, from her body. Grabbing her towel, she walked towards the bathroom.
After she'd closed the door and locked it, she relaxed. Without wasting any more time, she removed her clothes before stepping underneath the shower. As she shampooed her hair, her thoughts drifted to what'd occurred, just a while ago. It was funny how a kiss had led to them making love once again. She hadn't been able to resist, not one bit. Not even the risk of her dad finding her missing from her room had been enough to prevent it from happening. It wasn't like she could help it. Whenever she was around Trunks, it was as if her brain stopped working. All she could think of was him and only him.
Fifteen minutes later, she stood in front of the full length mirror, a look of pure horror on her face. Her eyes, widened in disbelief, were locked on her neck.
"Trunks…you idiot," she muttered, as she gazed at the love bites covering her neck and collarbone. There was no way this was going to go unnoticed by her dad, or anyone else for that matter.
Uttering curses, she hurriedly got dressed in her undergarments, heading back to her room. Pulling open her cupboard, she looked around frantically for a polo-necked top. Finding a red, sleeveless one, she slipped it on and almost ran back to the bathroom. Peering into the mirror, she nearly passed out with relief. The love bites were covered.
She returned to her room, deciding to wear her jeans with the top. As she pulled them on, she could hear sounds coming from the kitchen. Her parents were both up, most likely getting ready to eat breakfast.
Her stomach suddenly growled, at the thought of food. She hadn't eaten last night. Using a towel, she dried her hair quickly before brushing it back, with her hairbrush. After a quick look in the mirror, she slipped her feet into some flat sandals before leaving the room…
Videl looked up, as did Gohan, when Pan walked into the kitchen.
"Morning sweetie, did you sleep well?" Videl asked, as she piled Gohan's plate with food.
"Sure did!" Pan replied, settling down at the table. She grabbed a plate, helping herself to breakfast. Videl observed her daughter, as she sat down. Her face was practically glowing. She definitely looked happier than she'd done, when they came home last night.
Noticing the polo neck, she smiled. It was best to keep her relationship with Trunks quiet, until the right opportunity to talk to Gohan came. There was no doubt that it would be difficult, since Gohan was concerned, but she would support her daughter, no matter what. As if sensing her thoughts, Pan looked up, meeting her eyes. Videl smiled reassuringly, when she noticed her daughter's eyes hinting concern.
"So, what's the plan for today, Pan?" Gohan asked, as he reached for his mug of coffee.
"I was thinking of going to see Bra later, you know, take her out, and show her around," Pan replied, after swallowing her food.
"That's a good idea," he nodded approvingly, "I'm sure she'd like that."
"I might tag along as well. Bulma seems like an interesting person, from what I've seen so far," Videl added.
"Sounds like a good plan. Maybe you should ask mom, just in case she wants to go too," said Gohan, with a smile. Videl nodded, returning a smile of her own.
"I was just thinking the same thing. I'll give her a call, let her know what time we're going," she said.
"Great. Well, that's it for me. I'm stuffed! I best get going, don't want to be late for work," Gohan set his empty mug of coffee down, and got up. Videl got up too, following him out of the kitchen. She helped him put on his jacket, fixing his tie for him.
"Hmm, looking handsome, as always," she mentioned. Gohan grinned, his hands materialising around her waist. Pulling her close, he leant down to kiss her. He pulled back, seconds later, leaving her flushed.
"I'll see you later then, have fun." She followed him to the front door, watching him leave, a smile playing slyly over her lips, as she stared at his ass. He turned back, as if sensing her gaze. She looked up to see the mock disapprovingly look on his face. She blew him a kiss, making him smile.
"Oh come on, you love birds. Can't you get enough already!" Pan appeared out of nowhere, startling her. Turning back to Gohan, she noticed he'd already disappeared. Videl closed the door, ushering Pan inside.
"Now, now young lady, I'll be having none of that. One day you'll be married and doing exactly the same thing, even after you've had kids," Videl scolded teasingly, as they wondered back to the kitchen.
"Whatever!" Pan shot back, as she began gathering the dirty plates, carrying them to the sink. Videl settled down, to finish her breakfast.
"So, what time did you get back, last night," she asked casually, watching her carefully. Pan froze, her back tensing, as she faced the sink.
"Um, I can't remember. I didn't check the time," she replied nervously. Videl arched a brow, clearly seeing through the lie.
"You were there all night, weren't you?" she asked. Pan sighed, knowing she'd been caught.
"I'm sorry," she turned back around, looking straight at her, "I only got back a while ago." Videl nodded, looking thoughtful. Her eyes suddenly turned serious.
"Are you sleeping with him?" she asked, voicing the question, which had been bothering her since yesterday. There was a moment of silence, as mother and daughter stared, unblinkingly, at one another. Finally, Pan nodded, admitting that she was.
Videl wasn't surprised, already expecting that she was. After she'd seen the mark on her neck yesterday, for the first time, she'd been shocked. It took a while for it to sink it, the shock quickly turning into disapproval. Luckily, Gohan hadn't noticed, otherwise all hell would've broken loose.
Watching her daughter after that, she'd quickly picked up on the occasional looks directed at Trunks, who'd never, not even for a split second, taken his eyes off her. She'd quickly put two and two together.
Observing the young man after that, she'd sensed the love and worry emitting from his eyes. The disapproval she'd felt earlier, gradually disappeared. The two were madly in love, she realised. Seeing the looks in their eyes, any one would've noticed. It was then she decided to support her daughter. It wasn't like any one could do anything about it anyway. They'd mated, in a bond, which was unbreakable. Only death could separate them. The only option left was to support them.
She turned to face Pan, who looked worried.
"I'm not mad," she assured her, with a smile. Pan exhaled out loud, relief transparent on her face.
"However, there's one thing I'd like to know. Have you being using contraception?" Videl watched in silence, as her daughter's face dropped. She sighed, getting up.
"How many days has it been, since the first time?" she asked, unable to keep the displeasure out of her voice.
"It hasn't been over 72 hours yet, so I should be fine. I'll take the morning after pill," Pan finally answered, after mentally doing the maths. Videl breathed a sigh of relief.
"I've got some upstairs, so take one now. Make sure you use protection next time. I don't want you getting pregnant any time soon," Videl answered before leaving the kitchen.
She returned five minutes later, carrying a small bag in her hand.
"There's a box of condoms in the bag, and this," she handed a small packet over, "contains the morning after pill. Take it with water." Pan accepted the small packet, but eyed the bag with embarrassment.
"I could've brought my own, you know," she muttered.
"Don't be silly. You've nothing to be ashamed of!" Videl scolded her, placing the bag in her hand. Pan rolled her eyes, accepting it. She turned away, to get a glass of water before taking the pill. Satisfied that one problem was taken care of, Videl smiled…
Pan swallowed the pill before disposing of the empty packet. She still couldn't believe the conversation she'd had with her mum, mere minutes ago.
*How the hell did I forget about using contraception?* she wondered in disbelief. It was shocking, that during the best moments of her life, she'd forgotten such an important thing. It was, though she'd never admit it, a big relief that her mum had mentioned it. If another day or so had gone by, she would've been in a bigger mess, than the one she was in now. There was no way her dad would've forgiven her, or accepted her relationship with Trunks.
"Hmm, maybe we should get you on the pill, just in case," her mum commented, looking thoughtful.
"Don't worry, mum. I'll take care of it," she answered quickly.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Pan silently thanked Dende for the distraction, and made her escape, stuffing the small bag in one of the kitchen drawers on her way out. She grinned, when she sensed the familiar ki, on the other side of the door.
"Goten!" she cried out happily, after opening the door. Goten grinned back cheerfully, quickly grabbing her in a headlock.
"How's it going, brat!" he greeted her, as they walked into the house.
"Hey, Goten. You want some breakfast?" Videl called out, from the kitchen. Goten's eyes lit up, quickly letting go of Pan before rushing towards the kitchen.
"Yes, please!" he replied, settling down at the kitchen table. Pan rolled her eyes…
Trunks opened an eye, when his ears picked up sounds of knocking.
"Trunks get up! Breakfast is ready," Bra called out, from the other side of the door. He sighed, silently wishing she'd go away. Deciding it wasn't going to happen and even if it did, he'd have a bigger problem to deal with, his mother.
Groaning out loud, he pushed the covers back, and dragged himself out of the bed.
"I'm up!" he yelled back.
"Finally!" Bra replied impatiently before hurrying away. He resisted the urge to roll his eyes, settling for reminiscing about last night, and this morning, instead. A satisfied smile appeared on his face, as he headed towards the bathroom. He could still smell her beautiful scent, all around him. It invaded his senses, in a way no other smell had ever done. He turned the shower on, stepping underneath it. As the warm water hit his body, he welcomed it.
He'd wanted to get her in the shower with him, but she wouldn't. Though, it'd pained him to do so, he let her go. As much as he wanted her to be with him, there were more important things to consider. Her father was the main one, obviously. Like she'd pointed out, they needed to be careful, until she got the chance to talk to him. He'd agreed, letting her go, with a departing kiss. It wasn't like he wouldn't see her today. She'd promised to come over later.
Once he'd finished showering, he got dressed in the clothes his mother had given him, last night. They were Goten's, who'd dropped them off, after Pan's grandma had told him to, since he'd nothing else to wear at the moment. Luckily, they were the same height and build, so they fit. His mother's old clothes had come in handy for Bra, who had nearly passed out, when she saw the hundreds of different outfits.
He gazed at the full length mirror, taking in his appearance. It didn't look too bad, he noticed. He wore a body-hugging, black t shirt, with some dark grey combats. On his feet, he wore a pair of brand new boots, which hadn't been worn. Satisfied with his appearance, he left the room…
Pan flew with Goten, towards Capsule Corporation. It seemed that Bulma wanted the two of them, to take Trunks and Bra shopping. Whilst Goten finished eating his second round of breakfast, she'd gone upstairs to sort her appearance out. There wasn't much to do, other than tend to her hair, which was mostly dry. She just had to straighten it, with her hair-straightener.
Once she was ready, they left. Her mum, with her grandma, was going to come over later. There was no doubt that they were going to have a long gossip session. She was only thankful, that she'd miss it, having no interest in meaningless chitchat whatsoever.
It was going to be a good day, she could feel it. Even though she detested shopping with a passion, she was actually looking forward to today's outing. Clearly, the reason for that would be a certain male with lavender hair, and blue eyes. As long as he was with her, she'd be willing to do anything, even shopping.
They arrived in no time, landing outside the huge building. She led the way, Goten following closely behind her. Before her finger had even landed on the doorbell, the door opened instantly. Bra stood in the doorway, with a big smile on her face.
"Pan, you made it! I've been waiting for you," she turned to face Goten, suddenly all coy, "Hey, Goten." Pan cocked a brow, noticing the change in tone.
"Hey! How's it going?" Goten greeted her, completely unaware of the effect he was having on her. Pan sighed inwardly; sometimes her uncle could be so clueless, especially, when it came to the other sex. She left them to it, leading the way inside. They followed, exchanging small talk. She made her way towards the kitchen, where she sensed the others were.
Bulma looked up from the kitchen table, as did the others, when they walked in.
"Pan, so lovely to see you, my dear," Mr Briefs greeted her, with a smile.
"How's it going, Mr Briefs?" she replied brightly. Bulma got up to give her a hug, which she returned wholeheartedly. Mrs Briefs welcomed her warmly, as she carried a tray with coffee and biscuits to the table.
"Would you like some coffee, darling?" she enquired, with a smile.
"No, thank you. I've already had my dosage this morning," Pan answered, with a grin. She looked around, noticing Trunks and Vegeta were missing.
"Where's everyone else?" she enquired, looking at Bulma, as she settled down next to her.
"Trunks is trying to convince Vegeta to come out of the room. The clothes Chichi gave for him are apparently, preposterous, according to his Highness. He has refused to be seen in them," Bulma answered, shaking her head lightly. Pan chuckled, unable to help herself.
"It can't be that bad!" she remarked.
"He hasn't even shown me," Bulma answered, with a sigh.
"Hmm, maybe I can help," said Pan, getting an idea. However, before Bulma could comment any further, she'd teleported out of there. She reappeared at her house, almost giving her mum a heart attack.
"Pan, don't you ever do that again," Videl muttered, clutching her heart.
"Sorry. I need to look through dad's clothes. The ones grandma sent didn't fit," Pan told her. Videl nodded, leading the way towards her bedroom.
"I don't think he'll wear anything formal. Something casual will do nicely," she said. Videl pulled the cupboard open, looking through the hangers. Less than a minute later, she pulled out a pair of black combats, with a royal blue top.
"What about this?" Videl held them up, "They're brand new." Pan looked them over, nodding approvingly.
"They're perfect. I think they'll fit," she replied, with a grin. Videl smiled, handing them over.
"Thanks mum! I'll see you later," she waved, teleporting out of there. Seconds later, she stood outside Vegeta's room. Trunks was nowhere to be seen, most likely he'd given up. She knocked firmly on the door.
"What do you want?" Vegeta called, clearly not in the mood.
"I've brought you some clothes. I think you'll like them," she answered cheerfully.
"If they're anything like the hideous costume from earlier, then you're going to regret it," he responded, opening the door. A hand poked out, snatching the clothes she'd handed over. Resisting the urge to laugh, she decided to wait patiently. The door slammed shut, as she backed away, leaning casually against the wall.
Minutes ticked by, and still nothing. As she was pondering on whether to knock once more, the door opened…
A/N: I hope you liked it! I certainly did... Hmm, I'll bet you're dying to know what Vegeta's reaction is going to be. Please review, as I love getting them. I hope you're going to be as generous as you were with the last chapter! ^_^