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Chapter 53. The Royal Wedding.
Bachelor's Party.
They had no time for a Bachelor's party, they decided to have a small gathering among Bra, Uub and his wife, Marron and her husband, Goten and Umiko, Pan and Trunks.
The first thing they noticed was that Uub didn´t bring his wife, but when they asked him, he answered she had a cold and she didn´t want to fly under this circumstances.
They had dinner and played games. After a while they started the advise session of the night.
Goten bit a sandwich and when he swallowed the last piece of it, he looked at them with a serious look on his face "Instead of a love advise, I would like to give you my martial arts advise"
Trunks rolled his eyes at his friend and nodded, he would rather take a martial art advise than a love advise, he knew it would be better to hear about fights right now, that everyone seemed to have their attention on them, he didn´t want to be an object of ridicule.
Goten cleared his throat holding back a chuckle "First, you have to set the rules of the fighting, when you finish your argument, you will have to decide who is going to be the boss in your relation ship... and then, do everything Pan says, because there's no way she will give you permission to be the boss. Secondly, you will have a trainer, and again, that's going to be her, you will only follow orders, from now on, get it?"
Their friends were laughing, the joke wasn´t that good, but the look on Trunks face was hilarious.
Goten chuckled and mimicked Trunks "thirdly, never forget to say the magical words... You are right Pan"
Trunks clenched his teeth and shook his head, why in Hell he had chosen the most clueless and naive friend on Earth...
Uub laughed "It's not so difficult Trunks, you just have to admit when you are wrong, and whenever you are right, that probably is going to be never, just say nothing!"
Bra gulped her drink down her throat "It's going to be very easy bro, I can make a list of things-to-not-do for you, if you want me to, I know her very well, she is going to try to be your boss, your wife, your guardian and your mother"
Pan narrowed her eyes "Shut up Bra"
It was Marron turn to give them an advise "Don't you dare to buy her flowers because she will see through you and she will find you guilty of something, besides, she will remember the reason why you bought her flowers"
Bra sipped her glass of wine "Just remember to don't waste your time worrying about every women with a crush on him, believe me, there are plenty of them, you would need more than your saiyan strength to get rid of all of them"
Ubu sighed and everybody turned to see him.
Ubu sighed again "I'm sorry man... enjoy your last day, this is going to be the last time you have the upper hand on her... you know, if you thought Vegeta would be scary sometimes, you have no idea what you are getting into"
Goten laughed evilly "Pan, to be happy with a man you must understand him a lot and love him a little, but to be happy with a woman..." he paused glancing at Umiko "you must love her a lot and not try to understand her at all"
Trunks laughed this time, looking at Pan. Umiko slapped Goten's head and Pan elbowed Trunks, Bra turned to see Uub and punched him lightly, laughing at his face
Uub's jaw dropped "Why did you do that for?"
Bra chuckled, "your wife isn't here and neither my husband, so I considered it was my duty to give you a taste of what it would be if she knew you laughed at that silly joke"
Goten complained rubbing his head "Hey, that was a good joke"
Bra rolled her eyes "Yeah, sure"
The couple wasn´t that satisfied with all the comments of the night, behind their back, they knew this night was reserved to make fun of them.
They had been getting used to the kind of presents this kind of party included... thongs, baby dolls, lace lingerie, with all the fun they could have out from the embarrassed couple. They weren´t so shy, of course, but talk about sex was one thing and have everybody in the party laughing of you was another side of the conversation.
The party finished early, they had a lot of things to do, the wedding was going to be in two days. Pan promised them to organize another gathering as soon as they came back from their honeymoon, they were planning to take a three weeks honeymoon in Hawaii.
The wedding Day.
The strong sound of the alarm clock sounded like a thunder inside her head, Pan opened her eyes at the annoying sound and stretched an arm slamming the palm against the clock. It seemed that everyone knew her good enough to know that even in this day she was going to act like this, because she heard her mother shouting from the stairs "time's up girl, start fixing yourself"
As soon as her mother's words entered and were collected by her brain, she closed her eyes again, but then, she felt a strong grip, shaking her body and pulling her out of the bed, a woman with a loudly voice shouting at her, made her jump out of the bed and took a fighting stance, with her fist ready to hit the aggressor in front of her. She saw Bra narrowing her eyes at her. The moment she realized it was Bra, she relaxed her arms and smiled sheepishly getting into the bed again.
Bra twisted her lips in an evil smile and put her hands on her hips "Wake your ass up! I thought that you wouldn´t sleep on... this day, Dende! I can´t believe you don´t realize this is the most important day of your life, of our lives. Move and take a shower!"
Bra's high pitched voice startled her and she rose from the bed again. Pan mumbled something under her breath, gritting her teeth and walked lazily towards the bathroom, opening the door. She turned around looking at Bra "Have you realized, that lately, you are in a bitchy mood trying to dominate every thing or people around you?"
Bra smirked and moved a hand pointing to the bathroom, snapping her fingers in order to rush her.
Bra was not going to worry about Pan's words, she knew Pan was nervous, she had to be sure that Pan was doing everything she had to do, the way she had to do it, and knowing her, she would be willing to forget on purpose something that her mother and Videl had arranged. She had to be sure that Pan was going to be gorgeous this day.
She opened the door of the dressing room and pulled out the suitcases that contained everything Pan had packed for her honey moon. With a mischievously smile, Bra threw a capsule on the bed and started folding several lingerie sets that Videl, her mother and she had chosen for Pan, this lingerie was going to kill her brother... Bra chuckled enjoying the thought of Pan's face when she opened her suitcases... but best of all, her mind pictured her friend using that kind of lingerie.
Bra caressed softly the fabric of the lingerie, she had picked two sets in satin, romantic and bold, to be fair with Pan, because she knew Pan was shy, but her mother, Dende! She couldn´t believe what her mother had chosen... bold was nothing compared to the kind of things Bulma had bought for Pan... to tell the true... those sets were not for Pan, probably for Trunks, after all, he was the one who was going to enjoy the sets. She knew very well that the three sets that Pan had chosen wouldn´t be enough for a three weeks honeymoon, in a place so romantic and aphrodisiac... probably, she was going to use them all, and who knows? Maybe she would thank her later.
Pan showered, soaping her body and applying a perfumed shampoo on her hair.
The water stopped and Bra hurried to put the suitcases inside the dressing room. She picked a shirt and a matching skirt, they would have to go to the manicurist and the pedicurist, and it didn´t matter if she had to fight with Pan, she was going to drag her out of this house to go to the mall.
She finished quickly and dried herself, smoothing a perfumed lotion into her skin. After ten minutes she walked out of the bathroom, with a small towel tossed on her head and a bigger one wrapped around her body. She looked in the mirror and sighed, frowning at herself, it was going to be a long day.
"Uff" Bra sighed, it was not going to be an easy task, after all, Pan was the most stubborn woman on Earth, and maybe in the universe... and not so girly as everyone thought she was now, inside her, she still liked the tomboyish style.
She sat down for a moment looking at the clothes Bra had picked up for her.
Bra sat down next to her and smiled."Are you nervous?"
Pan rolled her eyes playfully "What do you think?"
Bra decided to give her some space and walked out the room to have breakfast with Videl.
Slowly getting to her feet she put on the shirt and started buttoning it. Pan took her time and dressed very slow, contemplating her image in front of the mirror, definitely, she didn´t know where to start.
She headed back into her dressing room, taking out her wedding dress to spread it on her already done bed. For a moment she thought of Bra... No, it couldn´t be Bra, but she was wrong, it had been Bra who did it, she would have to thank her friend later.
She was still frighten, her nerves were destroying her mind, certainly she was in loved with Trunks, she wanted to marry him, but currently, all the things to do were giving her a headache.
She looked at her wedding dress, it was beautiful, her mother, Bulma and Bra had insisted this was the perfect wedding dress for her, it was worthy of a princess, and very, very expensive, she never thought the day she would marry someone it would be like this, with so many pomps and elegance, everything was so fast and unexpected... well, her pregnancy had been the unexpected event that had rushed her wedding... The Press would be monitoring every step, every word... shit! She didn´t want the Press there, but she knew The Briefs and her family... both families were famous, she couldn´t avoid the Press.
She was not going to allow her grandfather to do any kind advertising in her wedding, she loved him but she knew him very good, and he was going to take every chance to promote himself as the savior of the universe. "pff" she spat angrily, she was not going to let him make an scandal, he was not going to make her feel embarrassed in public, she was not going to tolerate her grandpa Satan to take advantage of her wedding and take the credit off her father.
Royal Blood.
At C.C. Trunks had waken up early, he had everything ready, he didn´t know exactly what else to do or what to do first. He was nervous too, pacing in the room, nevertheless, something was tormenting and hunting his sanity, he didn´t know what it was, but he was still afraid of losing her.
His mother knocked softly on his door and opened it. He sat down in front of his desk to revise again his list. She walked in smiling when he told her to come in. Bulma poured him a cup of tea and placed the cup on his desk, looking lovingly at her son. She didn´t know why he was so stressed... mating and staying away from Pan, marrying or fatherhood, that had already changed his life. She put her hands on his shoulders and began to give him a light massage. She didn´t say anything to him. After a while, she smiled and gave him a kiss in the cheek and walked out the room, standing for a moment by the door "You don´t have to hurry Trunks, you have enough time".
Trunks smiled shyly and nodded his head.
Bulma replied from outside the room "The new house will be ready in two weeks"
Trunks walked down stairs to have breakfast, he walked further down the hall and walked into the kitchen, he noticed his father standing by the door, looking directly into his eyes.
Vegeta leaned in the wall next to the door, with his typical smirk on his face, "You are a Prince, pull your shoulders back, arch your back boy! You are not a weakling to be that nervous, she is already your mate, what are you afraid of?
This time, Trunks couldn´t hold his father's gaze and he didn´t know why. Trunks nodded and slowly looked up to face his father.
Vegeta continued "Hold yourself brat, I don´t care if you have to suck in your stomach, hold your head up and back, remember you are royalty"
Trunks blushed embarrassed and regain his confident posture, clearing his throat "You are right father, thank you"
Vegeta narrowed his eyes "Don´t thank me, do what I tell you, and that funny voice you have today... your voice had more bass, what the hell happened to you? Act like a mainly man!"
Trunks gritted his teeth together "FINE!"
The prince smirked and relaxed his arms, narrowing his eyes, now the boy was acting as stubborn as always, that was all, he was done with him, just a little cocky and the boy returned to his usual self "Remember that you are a prince, you have royal blood running through your veins, behave as one, not as a little brat who does not know what to do"
Vegeta walked out of the kitchen and up stairs, headed to his bedroom.
Secrets.
Vegeta opened the door of his bedroom and found Bulma there, preparing everything "Everything is ready?"
Bulma smiled and ran a shaky hand across her forehead "Just in time"
Vegeta smirked "The boy doesn´t know anything yet?"
Bulma shook her head "No"
Vegeta nodded pleased "Good"
Extra help.
The morning passed quickly, Bra had to return to Pan's house, making sure the beauty staff was there, she was going to fix up herself there, Kenzao was at his parent's house and he was taking care of Kenji, so she would have a little extra time to fix her hair and her make up.
Bra helped Pan to put on the white bodice and a bathrobe to let the staff began to work on her image. When they sat down at Pan's vanity table, some pictures of Pan were obstructing partially the mirror. They looked at the latest bride's hairstyle that the beautician had made the last session, they had taken pictures of Pan to guide themselves the wedding day and don´t waste time.
The sound of voices made them turn around, in time to see the staff walking into Pan's bedroom with a lot of stuff. They had chosen an upswept hair, timeless style for Pan. The beautician pulled Pan's hair in a high pony tail, she broke it into three sections, wrapped and twisted loose pieces molding them into a shape, very done and secured the ends with hair pins.
Getting ready.
Trunks put on a silk shirt with french cuffs, designed by Emanuel Ungaro, as everything else. He chose carefully his underwear and after a while, he decided for something classic. He put on a double pleated pants lined to the knee with the customary satin stripe down the leg, looking at the mirror he adjusted the fixed waistband. He put on the jacket fully lined that had been adjusted previously because of his shoulder and back size. He looked at the mirror again, the interior breast pockets were invisible, he put the artificial orange blossom (Azahar) in the front pocket and his cell in the lower pocket inside the jacket. The jacket was a two button notch lapel. He looked just great in a tuxedo and he knew it.
Distracted.
The staff left as soon as they finished. Pan's hair was pinned up, she looked in the mirror, a thin layer of make up on her face, discreet and elegant. She began twirling her finger around her necklace, definitely, she looked like somebody else, she could hardly recognize herself, not even when her friend had changed her look for that bet she looked so pretty. She looked her reflection in the mirror and asked herself "Can you honesty believe you are the kind of woman he would be interested in? You are not this woman, wake up, someone like you would never catch his attention..." But soon, she realized she was just nervous, she got his attention because she was, more than pretty, natural and authentic.
She put on her Prada silk stockings, the wedding delicate lingerie that made her look sculptural, a pair of white sandals from Helmut Lang. She stroke softly the romantic flowing fabric of her dress, made of chiffon, organza and silk. Her mother came in at her request, she had to help her, she wasn´t used to wear this kind of big dresses.
She looked like a princess in the chiffon and organza full dress with long traslucent long sleeves, she had fell in love with this dress, a mixture of Le spose di Gio and Enzoani. The waist was dropped, the hem-line was floor length and the queen Anne neckline showed just a slightly amount of cleavage. She turned around to see her almost bare back, her silhouette shaped beautifully, the train was chapel, not very long. The fitting waist dress added to her slim, yet muscular body and the tight seamless hidden wire bustier, made her look gorgeous. She noticed how the bodice hugged her hips gently and firmly. The molded cups, with wires too, created the mirage that she had bigger breasts. Her mother put on the tiara, the veil on her head and left, to let her cool down a little and get rid of her nerves.
She put on the satin garter, blushing a little at the thought of Trunks hands sliding inside her dress to remove the bridal garter.
Her father walked up stairs, the door was open, he stopped by the door and called her twice. She didn´t hear the soft knock on her door, she was feeling like a real princess in this dress. Her father leaned smiling against the frame of the door and coughed, trying to be noticed, but she seemed to be lost in her thoughts. Pan came back to reality and looked at the mirror one last time, she turned around smiling and blushing because she had been caught daydreaming.
Gohan smiled and offered her his arm, Pan smiled shyly and Gohan chuckled and hugged her, deciding to took Pan's hand instead. He led her down stairs, just in time to hear Videl shouting nervously "Pan, it's time to go, come down immediately!" Pan chuckled, shouting playfully "I'm gone"
Outside the house, a limo was waiting for them. Videl fixed her tiara and Pan followed her father outside with Videl behind, grabbing her bouquet in the way out. It took them almost half an hour to reach the temple.
Courage
At C.C. Trunks couldn´t wait longer, he took off towards the temple. It didn´t take that long for him to reach the temple, he flew slow, but five minutes later he had landed in the back yard of the temple and stepped into the groom's room.
He knew he was early and stepped in front of the mirror to fix himself. After a while he walked out the room and spent 15 miutes walking around the place, smoking cigarettes and checking his wristwatch. It was time for someone to come... Trunks nervousness had increased, despite his futile attempts to relieve the tension.
Ten minutes later, he was pacing nervously inside the room, he was feeling worst each minute, he knew he was early but he was beginning to lose his patience. He sprayed on cologne and checked his hair and his tie. He took one last look at himself in the mirror, everything was perfect, including his expensive perfect designer's black tuxedo.
As the Best Man, Jerry was worried that something might go wrong. Mike, on the other hand, seemed to be taking everything in stride--considering that he was the Groom.
His father shot open the door and came in, closing the door with his feet, Trunks rolled his eyes waiting another lecture from his father, but amazingly, his father was there to talk, so unusual of Vegeta to do this, probably his mother had something to do with all this father and son chat.
In fact, Vegeta was there to assure that his son would behave as a prince. He knew in what kind of stressed state his son was in. He approached and looked at him fixedly "Look at me boy, her hormones will drive her to you. You are an alpha male, act like one, I don´t know what's wrong with you, the court ship is over, she is yours"
In his own way Vegeta encouraged him.
Vegeta turned around and left, shooting the door closed behind him. Trunks told him in a whisper "thank you".
His best friend, Goten opened the door and came in, he didn´t even bother to knock, he smiled at Trunks and started joking with him to lighten the moment. He knew Trunks was worried that something might go wrong, he, on the other hand, was very relaxed, knowing everything was going to be fine. When they hear people was beginning to arrive, Trunks paled.
Goten smiled at Trunks and patted his back with a light hearted sense of humor "Hey, nervous?"
Trunks chuckled worriedly with pre-wedding nerves. "No need in denying it"
Goten patted again his back "Calm down, she is on her way over"
Trunks grimaced "I haven´t seen her all day"
Goten chuckled "You are acting like a child, Trunks, relax, she loves you"
Trunks tightened his lips and nodded, looking at the ground.
Not enjoying the tension that comes from silence Goten smiled standing by the door "Good luck you have fallen in love with the right person"
The Wedding.
Trunks walked through the door looking everywhere, she hadn´t appeared, but after a few moments, his face lit up the moment he saw her. He sighed relieved when she walked through the front door, a beautiful bride, he didn´t find enough words to describe her, checking her from head to toe. He took a deep breath, still staring at her and stood there, completely shocked, she was gorgeous, he couldn´t bring himself to look away. A light cough made him come back to reality and he turned around, just to see his father smirking.
Pan stopped in the hallway, uncertain, and wondered whether this was the right thing to do, she was pregnant, the Press could find out and she knew the Press would turn the news into gossips about the real reason of their marriage, but she shook her head ignoring her fears. She built up the courage and kept walking to met her father, who reached a hand out to offer her an arm. She placed her left hand around her father's arm while Videl fought with her right arm that carried the train, to make her release it, the train was trapped between her arm and her ribs. Pan had a firm grip on it, but Videl murmured softly to let go her train and finally, she smiled nervously and dropped her arm. Videl couldn´t help to fix her hair a little and brush off her dress.
Gohan took the arm of his daughter. As soon as Pan noticed Trunks was looking, she looked back at him, realizing he was checking her out. For a moment she feared he was disappointed, but that special look in his eyes told her she was wrong, he was pleased with her appearance, or more than pleased. He didn´t look away until after she did, smiling at the blush that had appeared on her cheeks. He turned his head slowly just to find the suspicious look on his father's face. He brushed his hair back with his fingers trying to control himself and with slow calculated movements he stepped beside his mother.
When Bulma placed softly her hand around Trunks'arm she whispered softly "Accomplish one thing at a time"
The organ started to play the wedding march, a sign from the minister was enough to start walking, There was a line of chairs, the public raised to attend the procession, Bulma entered with an arm wrapped around Trunk's arm. Vegeta scolded and stood outside the temple with folded arms, but when he saw everybody else was inside, he decided to join his family. He remained next to Goku until he found where was his wife seat. The Briefs and the Sons, were separated by tradition. The press had not been invited to this celebration, there were just family and close friends. All the people in there, shared something: they all knew the secret of both families, the secret best kept in all times.
Pan walked slowly, her long white wedding dress moved along with her, the train covered the floor behind her, her face was slightly covered in a veil, she was carrying a bouquet of roses, behind her, Bra and Marron, her bride's maids were walking slowly with matching dresses.
Gohan walked her down the aisle until they reach the Minister at the altar. the guests were watching the procession. Once they reached the altar Gohan handed Pan to Trunks. Pan stood next to Trunks, startled, looking at the minister. Everyone took their places, Pan turned to look into Trunks eyes for a long period, their faces aimed directly at each other and if the minister hadn´t spoken, Bulma would have sworn Trunks was going to close the space between them and kiss her.
The ceremony began when the Minister spoke slowly. "We are gathered here today..."
Goten was playing with the cushions and the wedding bands, Umiko pinched him lightly in the arm whispering "behave yourself Goten, stop playing"
The Minister shot him an angry look and Goten lowered his eyes, putting his hand inside his pocket. Umiko elbowed him again "take out your hand Goten"
Goten smiled sheepishly and regained his composure.
After a while, when the ritual of purification had ended. The Minister started the vows service, the couple had to repeat everything he said with their own words. The minister motioned Trunks to take Pan's right hand in his. "Do you, Trunks Briefs, take Son, Pan to have and to hold, to love and to cherish, to honor, in sickness or in health, for richer or for poorer, for better or for worse, until death do your part?"
Trunks whispered "Yes, I do". He turned around to face her, he had already memorized his words "I take you, Son, Pan to be my wife, my partner in life and my one true love, I will cherish our friendship and love you today, tomorrow, and forever, I take you to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part"
They loosed hands, and the minister turned around a little to see Pan's face and looked at her pointing to their hands. Pan took Trunks right hand in hers.
The Minister nodded "Do you take Briefs, Trunks, to have and to hold, to love and to cherish, honor and obey in sickness and in good health, for richer or for poorer, for better or worse, until death do your part?"
The moment the minister said for richer or for poorer, the crowd laughed lightly, thinking that specific word had to be omitted, it was an irony.
Pan swallowed nervously "Yes, I do, I, Son, Pan take thee, Briefs, Trunks, to my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in good health, to love, to cherish and to obey, until we are parted by death, this is my solemn vow."
Trunks smiled and raised his voice, even when the Minister looked at him in shock.
He leaned closer to the microphone "I will trust you and honor you, I will laugh with you and cry with you. I will love you faithfully Through the best and the worst, Through the difficult and the easy. What may come I will always be there. As I have given you my hand to hold, so I give you my life to keep"
Pan's eyes watered and she was about to hug him but the Minister cleared his throat.
The Minister continued. "Treat yourselves and each other with respect, and remind yourselves often of what brought you together. Give the highest priority to the tenderness, gentleness and kindness that your connection deserves. When frustration, difficult and fear assail your relationship - as they threaten all relationships at one time or another - remember to focus on what is right between you, not only the part which seems wrong. In this way, you can ride out the storms when clouds hide the face of the sun in your lives - remembering that even if you lose sight of it for a moment, the sun is still there. And if each of you take responsibility for the quality of your life together, it will be marked by abundance and delight."
The Minister paused for a moment, running his eyes over the public "If there is any objections to this marriage, speak now or hold forever their peace"
The silence remained for a moment until the Minister spoke again "You will never have the opportunity again to object"
Another silence followed the Minister's words.
The Minister gave them a glass with sake to seal the union of the couple, they both drank from the same glass, (San san kudo) symbolizing they were going to be indivisible from now on. After this, they expressed with their own words their commitment to each other.
At the end of the ceremony, Goten approached and gave them the rings, the couple exchanged the rings and the Minister proclaimed them Man and Wife. "you may kiss the brid..."
Trunks didn´t wait, he was standing in front of her, glassy eyed, with a sincere smile on his face and dilated pupils. Pan was ecstatic, finally they were married. He pulled her close and wrapped an arm across her back and gave her a gentle kiss on closed lips, keeping his eyes closed. Pan closed her eyes and melted in his kiss.
The Minister frowned at their actions, they didn´t even let him finish... what a couple... disrespectful and rude... they weren´t so young to act like this.
The Minister thanked the guests and turned around to leave, walking slowly to his chamber.
Saiyan customs
Their family and friends rose from their places to leave and let the couple sign the wedding register, the ceremony had finished, but Bulma raised her voice telling them to wait, there was another ceremony that had to be completed and asked them to sit down again.
Pan and Trunks interchanged confused looks, not knowing what was happening. They had turned around to leave but Vegeta stopped them.
Vegeta had chosen to wear his fighting suit and a long red cap with the royal family shield of Vegetasei in the front.
He approached and gave Trunks a red long cap and another to Pan, both caps had the royal symbol of Vegetasei.
Vegeta sighed trying to calm down, he never thought he would be doing this, but Trunks was his son and he had claimed a Saiyan, someone had to perform this ceremony and there wasn´t anyone besides him, who knows the ceremony and the proper words to celebrate it. Third and second class Saiyans didn´t have a ceremony, not even elite, unless they mated with royalty, this ceremony was reserved just for the royal house, he had read all the protocols of the royal house, it was his duty as a child to learn everything he could about his future kingdom. Saiyan rules were specific about the knowledge of their Kings.
Anticipating something, Pan started biting her lip and Trunks placed a hand in her middle back to soothe the growing tension in his mate.
Trunks of Vegetasei
Vegeta stepped back with a solemn face, his voice molded to the solemnity of the event and rolled out under control, relaxed, confident. "I wouldn´t be doing this, but there's anybody else who can do it, and it's my duty as a Prince, to honor properly my heir in his bonding ceremony, the Prince, Trunks of Vegetasei"
Trunks blinked several times, his blood started running faster through his body, he swallowed, looking at his father in awe. This couldn´t be true, his father was willing to take part in his wedding, with one of the traditions of Vegetasei. Pan squeezed his hand and grinned, she couldn´t be happier, a Saiyan wedding! Her characteristic smile grew bigger, almost matching her grandfather's.
Bulma, Videl and Chichi were already crying. Bulma joined her hands and raised them at the level of the heart, her tears running freely down her cheeks. Chichi hugged her husband, burying her face in his broad chest, finally the damned Prince was showing something of common sense and heart. Goku grinned, he was not longer against his Saiyan heritage and he knew Pan was happy, very happy.
The Prince leaned closer and extended his hands, grabbing softly the hands of the couple, he place the hand of Pan over his sons, and he kept their hands between his own hands.
Trunks turned to look at his father and draped an arm over her waist, knowing that she would be enable to speak, her eyes were teary and red, he knew she was a breath away to cry.
Vegeta breathed deeply "You have decided, Prince Trunks of Vegetasei, to choose her as your mate forever, and you Pan Son, worthy warrior, you have accepted his claim on you. Now, the bond has been completed, both of you have mated, now your King will certify this commitment to the world and to the people who is here.
The stress was hidden beneath Pan's features. Trunks held his breath for a moment and listened to his father's words.
Vegeta closed his eyes concentrating in his speech "Now you are two saiyans but you are bonded in one, you will be the shelter to the other, you will be the warmth to the other, you won´t feel lonely, each of you will be companion to the other in life and death. You will respect and protect the other in the journey ahead and through the years. May peace be long upon the earth to keep you safe. You will produce healthy and worthy offspring, to carry with honor the royal blood of the Royal house of Vegetasei"
Vegeta breathed deeply and squeezed their hands "Where you go Prince Trunks, you will go..." he paused for a moment, this was really hard for him "future princess... his people will be your people and his rules will be your rules".
Pan gasped at the name Vegeta had given to her, her upper lip was trembling, and she had to bit her lip to hold back her tears, she was not going to show weakness in this moment, not in front of Vegeta, in a royal Saiyan ceremony.
Vegeta pulled back his hands "The binding is made, join your hands and keep them joined"
Trunks held Pan's hand in his, caressing her fingers with his.
Vegeta draped a cord across Trunks and Pan's hands "You will receive the blessings from Vegetasei, you must use your efforts together to create what you seek in this union, from now on, you will share each other's pain and you will seek to ease it, you will share the laughter and the burdens of each, so your union will grow, you will share your dreams, do you accept this bind willingly?"
Trunks turned to look at her and smiled "Yes, I do"
Almost at the same time, Pan looked up to see Trunks blue eyes "Yes, I do"
Yamcha's jaw was hanging open, he couldn´t believe he was watching Vegeta, the cold murderer, performing a wedding. Weird and bizarre, he couldn´t even think of this as funny, who in their mind, would accept his word?
Piccoro remained silent, looking at them, he knew this had to be the maximum challenge for Vegeta, but it had to be really important to make the proud Prince lower himself to realize this rite.
Bra was very excited, but she couldn´t help to feel a little displaced, she knew her father loved her more than Trunks, but he didn´t do anything close to this in her wedding, maybe this ceremony could be performed just among Saiyans or... maybe all this was because Trunks was the Prince heir to the non-existed throne of Vegetasei.
Vegeta cleared his throat "This cord means the strength of this union and the unbreakable honor, but the knots of this binding is not formed by the cord, it's formed by your vows, the cord will drop and will disappear, your mental and physical union won't"
The ritual.
Vegeta removed the cord and threw it up to the left, burning it with a Ki blast. He turned around again looking at them "Now, Trunks, Prince of Vegetasei, mark her as yours again, and drink her blood, when you are done Prince, you will do the same to him Pan of Vegetasei"
Pan paled, was he intending to say she had to bite Trunks and drink his blood, right here in front of everyone?. She blushed at the memory of their first bite, the sensations that bite produced through her body when Trunks bit her the first time... it could be very embarrassing if she couldn´t control herself from feeling those waves of passion.
Vegeta narrowed his eyes, reading perfectly well her emotions.
Trunks pulled her towards him, the heat of his breath caressing her neck. She started to close her eyes, not able to resist the feeling his closeness was producing inside her, Trunks started kissing and licking her neck, until he felt her skin was red, with enough blood under the spot he was going to bite.
He laved his tongue along the cord of her neck and bit down again, on the tendon of her neck. Spikes of pleasurable pain danced along her nerves and she cried out and moaned, while he was licking up the blood afterwards.
Vegeta nodded pleased. Gohan stiffened at the sight and clenched his fists, wanting to rip Vegeta's head in two and beat again Trunks for this public show of lustful affection, but Videl grabbed his arm and narrowed her eyes lowering her voice "You better control yourself Gohan and don´t dare to ruin this ceremony, it's a saiyan ceremony, don´t be immature, they are married and you are a saiyan too"
Goku and Chichi swallowed, they couldn´t believe what they were watching, their little Pan was moaning against Trunks, they blushed and for a moment, just for a second, a glint of anger shone in Goku's eyes, but it was soon replaced with surprise when Chichi smiled, realizing what was happening to Goku and leaned closer to whisper in his ear "Why you never did that to me? It would be really interesting"
Goku blushed crimson and grinned sheepishly, putting his hand in the back of his neck "Wow Chi, I never thought you liked that kind of things"
Chichi grinned evilly "Get use to, I like them"
Videl heard her mother-in-law and smiled evilly, she would have to thank Chichi for this brilliant idea against the temper of their Saiyan husbands... a brilliant way to turn them into shy humans...
Videl leaned closer to Gohan pulling his arm down. Gohan leaned down to hear her soft voice better.
Videl brushed lightly her lips on his earlobe "You will have to do that to me tonight"
Gohan opened widely his eyes and pulled away looking at her with his mouth open in a big O and a flushed face. He began to stammer "I... I... you mean..."
Videl chuckled and winked an eye to him, cutting him off "Of course I mean it"
They turned to see Pan biting Trunks neck, his reaction was stronger than hers, he closed tightly his eyes and opened his mouth, tightening his grip on her with shaking hands, drowning his moans down his throat. He tilted his head back enjoying the pleasure of her teeth ripping his skin, keeping in mind they were surrounded by people. She sucked harder, her fingernails had almost clad in his shoulders.
Vegeta smirked, he seemed quite entertained, she was more of a saiyan that the son's together, in fact, she had let herself go in the biting ritual... he wondered for a minute, if his son was going to be able to resist the damn pleasure she was giving him without losing control.
He knew he had to pull them away, but he wouldn´t dare to touch a couple in the middle of their ritual. Vegeta cleared his throat and with a loud voice pronounced "ENOUGH"
The couple ignored him and he gritted his teeth raising his Ki "We have to finish the ceremony, you will have time to do that later"
Pan and Trunks pulled away blushing furiously. Pan lowered her eyes, she knew her family was watching, Dende! Her father... her grandpa... her grandma... Bra was watching, she was going to be a real pain for a couple of months.
Trunks smiled at her and mouthed "maybe more"
Pan opened her mouth in disbelief, had he read her mind? Maybe he just knew what her thoughts would be...
Gohan almost fainted, Dende! His daughter! He couldn´t explain all the thoughts and feelings running in his mind, he just kept shaking his head in disbelief until Videl elbowed him "Time to go, Gohan" Then, she added playfully "You will know and feel, very soon... what is all that about"
When they came out of the temple the friends threw rice to the couple and wished them happiness.
They signed the marriage record and proceeded with the Civil ceremony, that took them ten minutes. Later, they climbed in the limo with their parents, headed to C.C.
Gohan kept silent all the way, he didn´t even know what to say. Vegeta was silent too, he was going to kill someone if he heard a word about his act.
The reception.
Non-family members or close friends usually attended the marriage ceremony, they used to go to the wedding reception. (Kekkon Hiroen). All the guest and The Press were waiting inside the reception area inside C.C. anxious for the couple arrival.
The reception was like a show, they wouldn´t stop taking pictures and Video until they had covered every news they could.This was the event of the year.
The guests had already given the cash gift to the girl who was seated in the reception desk and signed their names in the guestbook. The girl had a large amount of envelopes with thousands of dollars (Oshugi), a lot of people there were very rich and the amount depended on their relation ship with Trunks and Pan, or C.C. itself.
There were many female guests wearing the traditional dress, similar to a kimono, the other percentage of womens had chosen elegant and sophisticated attires.
When the couple arrived, the reporters surrounded them, Trunks said a few words and asked them very polite to let them greet the people inside there.
They sat down to observe the guests, seated according to their relation ship with them. It was difficult to watch them all, they were probably more than 300.
As a tradition the toast followed and the best man, Goten, called Gohan, who was going to be the first to speak.
The father of the bride's toast.
Gohan stood up and cleared his throat " Good evening ladies, gentleman, family and friends, I would like to say thank you to each of our guests for coming to the wedding of my daughter Pan with my friend Trunks. Our families have known each other forever, they were friends even before I was born, Yeah, I know, that's a long time. We have endured a lot of challenges over the years and Trunks family have always been there for us and vice versa. I'm proud that our friendship grew stronger, more than I thought, I never thought my daughter would be marrying Trunks, but I'm proud of him too, he is strong and honest and I welcome him to my family. I know he will take care of my daughter no matter the circumstances. My daughter have been always my biggest treasure, with a strong character, always fighting for her goals, well, I suppose she reached her goal." He paused for a moment and grinned to the couple "Welcome to the family Trunks" He paused again and smirked "I'm willing to give you a proper welcome at home when you get back from your honeymoon, the same way I did the last time I saw you... you know that never is enough"
Trunks gulped and Pan opened her mouth in disbelief... that was her father?.
The family and friends laughed at Gohan's comment, knowing perfectly well he was referring to the beating, even Vegeta chuckled. The guests just stared at them, trying to understand Gohan's statement, they knew that comment had been a private family joke.
Gohan raised his glass "I propose a toast for the happiness of Trunks and Pan Briefs"
Best man's toast.
Goten stood up raising his glass and gulped down the drink, grinning. He grabbed the microphone and turned to look at the guests "It is a great privilege to be here as the best man, you know, I asked him to be the best man in my wedding and he took the chance and made a lot of cheap jokes at my expense, so I thing this is pay back time"
The guests laughed and Goten nodded smiling "To tell you a little about us, I must say we met long before we can remember, our families had shared a great friendship, we are very close, there's nothing I wouldn´t do for Trunks, even not going berserk when I found out he was dating my niece, that beautiful girl in white that is seated next to him"
When people stop laughing he dropped his hand, not needing to point to the couple any more "Growing up together has been just great, we are like brothers, exactly like brothers are" Goten raised his eyebrows with an evilly glint in his eye "I was like an angel, no trouble to anyone, but Trunks... he was something else, he was pure evil and he dragged me all along his twisted games and behavior, even when everybody else thinks he is charming, intelligent and wise, believe me, he has another face under his childlike features... he can be really annoying"
Trunks narrowed his eyes looking at him with a look full of warning, Pan laughed and grabbed his arm, leaning against his chest.
Goten grinned again faking a worried look "Now I'm beginning to worry, because if you think about my sweat niece, so girly like, so sweat and kind, you could expect her to become arrogant and rough..."
It was Pan turn to frown, she raised her left eyebrow and grimaced in disgust, ("Son of a gun... he was mocking of her")
Goten couldn´t help to laugh at their faces "Even when you look at him and think he looks so young and innocent, he is much older than my sweat niece, I have huge amounts of entertaining stories about him, but I guess they are not appropriate for this wedding, I mean, we were inseparable, we went to school together, clubs together, holidays and training together, I could tell I know him like I had been inside of him..." He paused at the memory of Gotenks, their fusion." I would also like to thank him for admitting I'm the best man"
The people started laughing, but Vegeta just shook his head thinking what a pity excuse of a saiyan Goten was, but even he couldn´t help to chuckle at his son's face.
Goten was still laughing. He turned around a little to watch Trunks and Pan's faces "It gives me a lot o pleasure to say my niece finally found someone... enough man and brave to face her father, and to take her swings of mood"
This time was Gohan who frowned, making a mental note to thank Goten later, in a proper way.
Goten grinned raising his now empty glass, but when he noticed it was empty, he stole Gohan's drink and raised his hand, earning a furious look from his brother that would have to toast with the empty glass of Goten "So I would like all of you, to join me and stand once more to toast for Trunks and Pan happiness"
The Last Toast.
Trunks stood up smiling "Good evening ladies, gentlemen, First of all I'd like to thank each and everyone of you for the effort you made to be here sharing our happiness in our marriage celebration. I must say thank you to my ex best friend and best man" He paused grinning evilly. "His speech was so good, that if I had known he had that ability I would have asked him to write down mine too".
The guests laughed and Goten scratched the back of his neck with his classical Son smile plastered on his face.
Trunks raised his eyebrows and stepped back a little "I would like to thank my parents for their support, my sister who share the half of the responsibility in this wedding" He paused to bent down his head to his sister " You did a wonderful job supporting me and giving me advise, I wonder why you don´t have such wonderful ideas often Bra, but If something goes wrong I know who to blame"
Trunks grinned evilly and Bra narrowed her eyes mouthing silently "Son of a bitch"
Trunks moved behind Pan, placing his hand on her shoulder "I would also like to thank Gohan, the father of my wife, for his kind words..." he stop to smirk at Gohan "you know I feel in the same way about you" A hint of venom rolling out with his words, as he was looking fixedly at Gohan.
Gohan balled his fists, but after two seconds, relaxed and chuckled, whispering what a nerve had Trunks to tell him that in public.
Trunks squeezed a little Pan's shoulder "But what I really want to thank you, is for having such a beautiful, smart, strong and kind of daughter, and of course, for giving me so kindly and willingly the privilege of being her husband... we all know it has not been easy to give your daughter away... to a family friend... but I will make her happy"
Trunks had spoken with irony and honesty at the same time, he had to reply to Gohan's earlier words and he knew Videl could handle his anger, but, to his surprise, Gohan chuckled and laughed softly.
Trunks turned to look at Goten "Thank you brother, you are the best for sure, thank you for being my long term friend and a wonderful man... in the inside" He paused looking playfully at Goten "You have been my friend, my brother, my best man, what's next? We have a strong bond that could never be broken, not even after your kind words today"
Trunks started caressing Pan shoulders and running his gaze all over the guests "Now I'm sure most of you already know how we met, well, I met her when she was a whining brat"
Pan couldn´t help it and elbowed him in the stomach. Trunks winced a little and then chuckled "See what I mean" He faked a painful face "if you want the fixed true... I must say she became a beautiful and strong fighter, a rough teenager, but she grew up to be a wonderful, beautiful girl... a fighter outside and inside, I could say she could have stolen a ship to follow her heart and have an adventure"
Pan blushed, she knew he couldn´t talk openly about this, that's why he was making up all this.
Trunks grabbed her hand softly and looked at her "It was until four years later that I noticed who she really was, I didn´t know when it happened, but I fell madly in love with her, she makes me a better man, never before I have met such a special lady, with absolutely no common sense" Trunks smiled playfully helping Pan to get on her foot "She is my soul mate, my friend... I love her childlike quality, her enthusiasm for life and love, her laugh... I love the fun we have together and the way I feel around her. I would like to raise a toast for my beautiful wife"
The Sons and Briefs females were all crying, even Marron was crying. Gohan's features had softened after Trunks words, Goku was grinning as always and Vegeta was cursing under his breath for all the twee and ridiculous blabs.
Trunks turned around and kissed her softly in the mouth.
Pan kissed him back and grabbed the microphone "Mod, Dad, grand Dad, Grand Mom, I love you, thanks for everything, thanks to you two Uncle Goten and Bra, for your support, thanks to everyone. I just have one thing to say, I love you Trunks, just because you are you, you haven´t do anything to deserve my love but I love you"
She laughed heartedly "I'm still nervous, Dende! Me in a dress like this! I can´t believe it, take a good look because I'm not planning to dress like this again" She laughed again "I'd like to add how lucky I am to have those wonderful friends, a wonderful family and now, a wonderful husband. I'm very proud and honored to have you here"
She turned around a little to look at her grandfather Goku. " There are not words to say how much I love my family and friends, I'm proud to be here, I'm proud to be Trunks wife, finally"
Pan raised her glass and sipped it slowly, hugging Trunks happily.
People started clapping. They walked around the tables, lighting the candles. Pan had to change and left in a hurry to
change her clothes.
The hero.
Mr. Satan stood up, wearing a super hero attire. Trunks sat down in shock looking at him... no, he wasn´t expecting to grab the microphone... no, this was too much.
Videl almost spat her drink when she saw her father... to begin with, he was late, dressed as a clown, she was sure he had been late on purpose, to assure the Press and the guests were already there, she couldn´t believe her father's actions, in her own grand daughter wedding, attempting to put her under this ridicule. She knew he loved to get attention, but she was not going to sacrifice her daughter's comfort for her father's crazy ideas. Videl looked at him shaking her head no, begging him silently to don´t do this, to not bring shame to Pan´s new life.
Mr. Satan grimaced in displeasure, thinking they should be honored to have him there.
Videl gritted her teeth in anger and turned to see her husband.
Gohan's jaw had dropped, looking at the father of his mate, walking to the table to congratulate Trunks and to grab the microphone. Pan was changing in another room, at least, she wouldn´t have to watch this. Gohan didn´t know what to do, but he knew he had to stop him.
The reporters followed him immediately, trying to have a good shot of his hero.
He reached Trunks table and hugged him with a big smile.
Trunks hugged him back and blushed "Mr. Satan, I know you want to congratulate Pan, but she is changing right now, why don´t you sit down in your table and I will tell her, you are already here"
Mr. Satan agreed and went to say hello to his daughter and family-in-law. Goku was the only one that greeted him warmly.
Pan removed her wedding dress to change into a silk jersey red dress by Versace, the red bodice hugged her body tightly, the dress was draped in the waist and loose at the hips. The low necklace showed a hint of cleavage.
The entire male crowd's mouth was hanging open, she didn´t look as innocent as she looked in her wedding dress.
Trunks looked at her in shock, his eyes staring back into her eyes. He approached slowly and wrapped his arms around her waist, "You look absolutely stunning, you took my breath away".
Their faces aimed directly at each other. Pan smiled and muttered "Thank you"
He moved his face slowly forward and looking softly into her eyes he murmured "Finally, you are completely mine"
Pan blushed catching her breath and wrapped her arms around his neck "I love you"
With a little head turn, he aimed their lips, closing his eyes. Her body relaxed immediately and kissed him back.
Vegeta snorted, thinking about one minute to teach Mr.Satan what should be done. Vegeta knew Mr. Satan had been delighted when he find out the false news of the newspaper, and the rumors about him, saying he had taught Trunk's father a few techniques.
Vegeta was not sure about this, because if he had been sure, Mr. Satan would be dead by now, no matter if he was the grandfather of his son's mate. If they were not only rumors... he had torn into pieces his skull until he accepted it was a lie.
Mr. Satan hugged his grand daughter and congratulated her, telling her he was going to do the honors and tell the guests who they were.
Pan panicked "please grandpa, please, don´t say anything to the Press, please"
Mr. Satan smiled thinking his girl didn´t want to bother him and nodded, deciding to give her a surprise.
A Lesson to learn.
When Mr. Satan walked towards the platform, deciding to call the attention of the Press, Vegeta appeared instantly in front of him, fearing for his son's sanity, he wouldn´t let this clown to speak stupidities in the royal banquet, no matter if the stupidities were going to be about Trunks or about him.
The press was looking at them, Vegeta cursed under his breath, he knew the Woman was going to bitch him if he didn´t behave, so he applied strength enough to Mr. Satan shoulder making him wince in pain.
Vegeta looked at him "Turn around and walk down stairs clown, and do it slowly and with a smile on your face... and if you fail your face is going to disappear"
Mr. Satan nodded and smiled to the Press, walking down the stairs again. The Press turned around disappointedly.
Mr. Satan tried for the first time not to call the attention of the Press.
As soon as they were far enough from the platform and the dance floor, Vegeta scowled at him "Don´t you dare clown, to say a word to the Press, because if you do, I'm going to show them who you really are, a low life coward, remember I can kick your ass whenever you need it, and I presume you need it now"
Mr. Satan paled and shook his head nervously "N... n... no, I won´t Vegeta, but please, remember I saved your life, you should be grateful"
Vegeta spat angrily "You didn´t save my life stupid, you just moved me... and you wouldn´t have done that if you didn´t know I was going to protect this mud ball of a planet and your miserable life"
Goku shook his head thinking. ("Vegeta is not going to hurt him, Mr. Satan needs to face his words, he had been telling the Press he taught some techniques to Vegeta and he has to learn not to lie, he had been admitting they fought together and that's not true, he has to learn a lesson, Vegeta will scare him a little to shut him up.. but if I detect Vegeta's Ki changing I will have to protect Mr. Satan, but I know this lesson will only hurt his ego"
Goku folded his arms over his chest and watched them carefully while Vegeta was threatening Mr. Satan.
Vegeta had a big smirk on his face, he was pleased, he had told Mr. Satan all the possible types of torture which he would apply on him, if he speak again to the Press or ridiculize his son's celebration.
Mr. Satan panicked watching Goku was not going to help him. Videl sighed relieved, in this occasion, she had to thank Vegeta for stopping this insanity.
Mr. Satan walked back to his table and sat down defeated. He would have to dress like this again to have his own show with the Press. How can't they understand that you need publicity to succeed?"
Gohan smirked, Mr. Satan deserved more than that, but it had been good for a night. Goku returned to Chichi with a big smile on his face. He had feared for a moment Chichi stole a frying pan to follow Mr. Satan and slammed the frying pan on his head until she was happy.
The best man asked Trunks and Pan to have their first dance before serving the dinner.
for Pan's surprise the melody that Trunks had chosen, keeping it as a secret, it was Black Magic, the song they had listened when they were in the club.
While they were dancing he had confessed to have returned to buy the disc. He thought this was the indicated song because that song was on, the first time they danced and they first time they couldn´t stop thinking about each other. The next song was It had to be you
They all had some champagne and some couples joined them, enjoying the soft music. Trunks was beginning to feel desperate, everyone had stolen his mate to have a dance with her, he knew this was tradition too, but he couldn´t help gritting his teeth at the thought of others dancing with his mate.
Videl laughed at Trunks face and waved a hand in front of her daughter mouthing "Go for it" It took quite a lot of her concentration and will power not to laugh at them.
Pan smiled and excused herself walking forward Trunks.
When finally, he had a hold on her, he wrapped his arms around her waist. He wasn´t planning to let her go again, no matter who wanted to dance with her.
The Press had the best shots and even a short interview with Trunks, that only commented: "We wanted to be here with family and friends, and some important people including you, I do believe in commitment and family and constancy. Someone drew a crazy conclusion about my life and it was wrong. I love her, she is the woman of my life, my soul mate. I will love her forever"
When Trunks and Pan sat down at the table, Trunks grabbed his drink trying to concentrate in something else besides her scent. Pan stared at her drink, adjusting her clothes.
He whispered a few words into her ear and before she knew it, she was being passionately kissed. Everyone started clapping at them. The couple blushed and Bulma shook her head, this wasn´t planned... her son was not as calm as she thought he would be.
A Fancy Menu.
The full-course meal was served. The waiters gave the guests a menu to order the food of their preference. Of course Goku and Vegeta tasted everything.
The menu consisted in:
Spinach salad with japanese vegetables
Nasu Wasabi potatoes, grilled with beetroot and walnut dressing.
Salad of Crabmeat, with black pepper grissini and basil leaves.
Asparagus Bacon roll with Soba-tsuyu noodle dipping sauce.
Seared Sea scallops with tomato fondue.
Confit of pink salmon with cauliflower.
Seafood with shitake mushroms, egg royal flavoured with truffle oil.
Pot-au-Feu of Beef tenderloin
Lobster ravioli with cream sauce
Togarashi Tuile Poached Shrimps served with Tarragon chutney.
Filet Mignon, served with rice pilaf and toasted pecans
Dark chocolate cake with sesame seeds,
Green tea Mousse
Italian mini Pastries.
Cucumber-mango mousseline with hazelnuts
Entre. Fine patisserie made of puff pastry with tomato, mascarpone cream, olive oil and black olives with compote of tomato and fruits. From Paris.
Golden de mirabelles from Alsace. Souflé with plums.
Madeleine truffle from Norwalk, Connecticut with Valrhona chocolate, fresh cream and mexican vanilla.
The guest could choose from vines, liquors, sodas, tea, juice or cofee served with italian cookies.
The list of vines included Champagne, Whisley, Brandy, Cognac, Tequila, Umeshu Wine, Chardonnay de los andes, Dominio de Pingus, Tempranillo, Jacobs Creek Shiraz red wine, Perignon, ruinart, Jackson triggs Icewine, cabernet sauvignon, Baileys, Mint liquor, Sake, etc.
The wedding cake was something really fancy, called Sultan's Golden cake, the finest cake on Earth, original from Estambul, with 72 hours required to prepare it. It had a very thin edible layer of gold, with peachs, pears, prickly pears and more fruits previously marinated in a two years pure rum, and black truffles. It was going to be served with the Domme's truffle Ice lugar, consisted in Ice cream of perigord truffa with golden edible leaves original from Bangkok.
Hormones.
After the dinner. Trunks and Pan cut the cake. The waiters served the cake and the Ice cream, while Pan went to change again for the third time of the day.
This time the view was extraordinaire. She put on a beautiful green dress from louis Vuitton, silk chiffon halter gown, backless, open in the front with a bare line from neck to waist revealing the belly button, draped in the hips to the center, with a long slit from hip to ankle, semitraslucent. crystal sandals.
He walked forward, wrapping his arms around her waist, looking deeply into her eyes.
She tilted her head, revealing her soft neck, exposing her bare skin on shoulders, upper arms and back.
He looked at her from head to toe, scanning her fully. His brain chemicals had changed his perception of reality, making him focus in just one thing: mating.
The passionate look she gave him was enough for him, it was so hard to ignore the desire of his own body, his pupils were dark red with arousal. He moved a strand of her hair away from her face and shoulders, exposing her soft bare skin and gently stroking the back of her neck, trying not to look at her neck.
She breathed deeply in his musky scent, releasing hormones without notice, to prepare her body for bonding and mating.
The maddening scent filled his nostrils and turned him on. His earlobes were now enlarged with extrablood produced by the desire of his own body.
Her neck exposure made his limbic system kick into overdrive. The biological chemistry of each ot them was increased by the hormones circulating faster in their blood.
His firm grip tightened, guiding his behavior and he pulled her closer, pressing their softest parts together.
She gasped in anticipation and closed her eyes.
He leaned down and let his lips slide a little over hers, she opened her mouth granting access and Trunks deepened the kiss. She melted into his taste and kissed him back.
He was feeling an overpowering craving for release and dominance. His DNA was programmed as an ancient hunter, as an alpha male. She had blasted incounciously her pheromones out to him and his brain had scrambled.
Vegeta looked at them "Shit!" He walked hurriedly and stepped two feet away from them.
Trunks felt his presence and pulled away with an angry look on his face for being interrupted, for the million time of the day.
Vegeta folded his arms over his chest and looked at him with a serious look "Hold on Son, you have to control yourself"
Trunks bared his teeth and narrowed his eyes staring at his father, he didn´t even bother to answer.
Pan's eyes were fixated in Trunks, following every movement he made, without blink.
Vegeta looked at him with wide eyes, this was a very strong saiyan reaction, he changed his approach technique "Calm down boy, she is yours"
Trunks brows drew together and his muscles tightened around her waist, protectively.
Vegeta stepped back "You must go now" He turned around and left headed to the spot were Bulma was watching the scene completely awestruck. Gohan was shocked too, watching from afar.
Trunks features softened and turned to look at Pan "Let's go"
Vegeta told Bulma, they had to leave right now.
Bulma turned to look at him in shock, she was aware of the heated couple but she couldn´t help to ask "Why?"
Vegeta's voice sounded wise and cold " The brats must leave NOW or he is going to talke her right here"
Bulma's jaw dropped and she hurried to the platform to state aloud "May I have your attention please, the happy couple is leaving now on their honeymoon, please, let's say good bye to them"
Bulma started clapping and soon all the guests, The Press, the family and friends joined her.
Trunks statement was clear, he grabbed her hand and dragged her to the exit, he picked up their coats and put on the Armany coat he had taken off early, helping her to slip on her coat.
The rough impatient demand in his voice made her giggle and glance at her husband.
He picked her up bridal style in his arms and started walking out of the room, his voice raising, just loud enough to form a whisper "You turned me on more than enough"
He tightened his arms around her, nuzzling her neck, seeking a skin to skin contact. Her skin triggered a shot of hormones in his body, he didn´t care how it happened, he couldn´t wait more.
Right Now.
Vegeta had been very close to them, his own hormones were running like crazy, he turned to watch his wife, she was still the most beautiful woman in the place, he knew he wanted her, he knew he cared for her, the true was that he would be lost without her.
She walked beside him with a smile on her face.
Vegeta pulled her close and leaned near her ear "Let's get out of here"
Bulma giggled, recognizing his lustful tone of voice. Electricity ran through her body and she nodded seductively. She knew very well that the hormonal state of the newly wed couple had inflamed her husband.
Unfortunately for both, in that moment, Gohan appeared with a serious and frustrated look to face Vegeta "I need to spar"
Vegeta grimaced ("Shit... right now") and his voice became cold "It has to be right now?"
Gohan gritted his teeth not wanting to reveal the need and the beg in his voice. "Yes"
Vegeta narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth to tell Bulma something, but she silenced him with a kiss and smiled, telling him not to worry about it, she would be waiting for his return.
With his chest out and his head up, Vegeta walked headed to the G.R. followed by Gohan.
Vegeta knew Gohan had been there for him when he needed it, and he was going to return the favor... Shit! Couldn´t he just choose Kakarott... he shook his head... no, it wouldn´t work, he couldn´t unload his anger with Kakarott, it had to be with him.
Trunks had decided to stay in a hotel, but Bulma knowing the strength of both and the fact that they could burn or make the building explode, she designed a small room, Saiyan Ki proof, it wasn´t very strong, but it could resist one or two times, it would fit perfectly in the wedding suite.
She had to prevent the scandal, she didn´t want to find out the next day, they had destroyed the hotel. The only thing they would have to do would be unencapsulate the fixed room and place it in the middle of the suite, they would have to remove the furniture off the way first, but that wasn´t a problem. She had explained the basic functions of the room and she had assured Trunks the new house would be ready in three weeks.
After Trunks and Pan departure, Umiko noticed the angry looks between Goten and Kenzao, it was evident that they hated each other. Goten wouldn´t excuse Kenzao and vice versa. Umiko was starting to lose her patience, she couldn´t understand why Goten was acting overprotective with Bra... unless... no... she shook her head, it couldn´t be... both were married and besides, she knew Goten loved her, probably, her mind was playing games with her.
The First Night.
Trunks opened the door nervously and lowered Pan softly to the floor, he locked the door and stared at her. She smiled at him and watched him walk into the bedroom. She bit her lip, she didn´t expect him to be so direct...
Trunks encapsulated the furniture in the room and threw the capsule, he opened the door of the Ki proof room and unencapsulated again the forniture.
When he walked into the living room, he looked at her, she was nervous, too nervous. He pulled his tie and threw it on the floor "I was getting tired of this"
Pan smiled shyly "I still need to get out of this costume"
She headed to the bedroom but Trunks stopped her from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist. He inhaled deeply the scent of her hair, and she tilted her head back, resting it on his shoulders.
Her soft hand landed on his hands, closed tightly around her waist, she could feel his pulse fastening.
Trunks started to nuzzle her neck, brushing slowly his lips on her skin.
She trembled at the contact and opened her mouth closing her eyes tightly. Enjoying the feeling of his lips on her skin.
Trunks pressed his body to hers kissing the back of her neck.
Pan felt a shiver down her back, her skin immediately showed goose bumps and she leaned back against his broad chest.
He slid his hands up to her chest and cupped her breasts breathing deeply in the back of her neck.
Pan gasped and held her stomach, feeling a burning need inside of her.
Trunks untied slowly with his mouth, the thin straps of her dress, holding the top of her dress, trapped between his hands and her breasts.
She felt the fabric sliding down her upper body and felt him pulled away a little.
Trunks was lost looking the creamy white of her bare back and leaned down to trace the outline of her spine with his tongue.
She shivered again, her womb clenched, need stabbing deep inside her. He began moving his hands and whirled her around capturing her lips in his.
She gave into the kiss, kissing him passionately. He slid his hands around her waist caressing up and down her back.
The top of her dress dropped and a groan escaped her mouth.
Trunks kissed her passionately, nibbling her lower lip. His tongue teasing her and turning her on. His hands fighting with the zipper, trying to pull it down.
She slid her hands tracing every muscle of his arms, pulling the jacket off him and fumbling with the buttons of his shirt.
After a while he slid her dress off her, bitting lightly her neck. She had removed his shirt, playing with his chest, her hands going down his navel, enjoying his body and the shivers she was producing in him every time she was near his lower part.
She slid her hands around his waist and caressed his soft spot, stroking him lightly and making him purr against her. In a rush of desire he pulled her hands and placed them down, past his navel, looking at her with a passionate look, almost begging her to touch him. She heard helpless hungry pants when she touched him.
Sweat was dripping from his brow, he was feeling a primitive hunger, and scooped her up in his arms, walking into the bedroom and closing the door of the Ki proof room.
He laid her down on the bed and removed his pants, joining her. They embraced each other in a fiery way, the need pulsating in their veins.
She began to strock slowly his tail spot, making him hiss, stroking each part of it.
He stiffened, wanting to feel it longer, she didn´t know what to think and pulled her hands back.
He moaned in her ear with a husky voice while he was caressing all her body. "Please, don´t stop"
She licked his neck again biting him sligthly, that movement made Trunks crazy and he bit her again.
Their bodies fought for release and when they got it, their climax hurtled through them with a primitive force, making them want more.
At C.C.
When the reception was over, the guest received a souvenir called Hikidemono and left early. All the saiyans sensed their Ki signatures, but soon, the Kis disappeared. Bulma smiled, her Ki proof room had worked just fine. When Vegeta and Gohan were panting of exhaustion, Videl called Gohan, they were leaving, along with Goku and Chichi, the rest had left early.
Bulma smirked on her bed when she heard the strong footsteps of her husband. After his bath, he walked to the bed and sat down next to her, she pulled the knot of his bath robe undone and smiled seductively.
While, in another galaxy, something inusual was happening. In the planet Furture, some people had expected forty years or more, to have a wise scientist who could analyze the cryogenic tanks. This was the moment. The scientist had deciphered the code, they could read the instructions and find out what kind of beings were in suspended animation inside the tanks.
End of Chapter 53. The Royal Wedding.
Author notes: Thanks for your reviews: Apolonia86, Vannya-Pan, limeygirl714, transformersfreak19, jazzyfizzler (5), anime-school-chick, ladybugg, azul55, Hermione-double.
Anime-school-chick, thank you for suggesting and remind me about Hercule's strong presence in that wedding.
I'm sorry I took a lot of time to update, but this chapter was very long and I didn´t want to divide it. I think it's better to read the whole chapter about the wedding. Next chapter is going to be: Honeymoon.
I hope you all liked this chapter, please write a review and let me know if you liked it. Thank you.
