Pan was walking out of the bathroom and almost screamed when she saw Vegeta standing at her door. For crying out loud, she was only in a towel!
"Who are you really?" he questioned.
"I assure you, sire, my name is Zana." She said a little shakily.
"Hmph...we'll see."
After saying that he left the room. Pan brushed it off and went to the dresser to see if there were any clothes she could sleep in. She opened the top drawer and found a lot of men's underwear.
~Oops...wrong drawer.~
She moved to the next drawer down. It was filled with different women's nightgowns. She started looking through them, and was disgusted at what she saw. Not a single decent nightgown. They were either too short, too revealing, or a combination of the two. Usually the latter. When she finally did find one, she put it on and went to look at it in the mirror. It was a satin lavender gown that went to the middle of her thighs. It didn't have straps, only two strings that tied around the neck. The neck line was very low. In fact, it showed off more of her cleavage than she would have liked. She turned around to look at her back. And there wasn't much to it. It went all the way down to the small of her back.
~Uugghhh...Ploom you perv...~
Pan's thoughts were interrupted when Trunks walked into her room.
"Pan, we need to t-" Trunks couldn't speak. He was captivated by the woman who stood before him. Pan, however, wasn't all that happy with the kind of attention she was getting from him.
"TRUNKS!!! SNAP OUT OF IT!!!"
"I'm so sorry, Pan. I don't know what came over me. It's just that you're so beautiful."
Pan blushed. For some reason, she liked the compliments he gave her. Usually, when men would say those things to her, it meant they wanted something from her. But when he complimented her, it was genuine. The truth was, she liked him. Something she'd never felt for anyone else before.
~What am I thinking...it could never happen...I could never be with him.~
"Now...is there something I can do for you, Prince?"
"Umm...yeah, right...well, you see I-"
"Trunks get out. I need to talk with Pan." Said Bulma as she entered Pan's room.
"But Mom...I have very important business to talk with her about."
~Yeah right, Trunks...I'm sure it's "business" you want to talk to her about.~
"Well it will have to wait. I need to ask her some questions."
"But..."
"LEAVE!"
"Yes ma'am."
Trunks got up and immediately left the room. Bulma took the opportunity to sit down on Pan's bed.
"So...how did you survive the 'assignment'? Did you run away?"
"No...he put me and my mother into slavery."
"HE DID WHAT?!?! That jerk is so dead! I can only imagine the kinds of tortures you were put through."
"No...you can't."
Bulma didn't know how to respond. She couldn't believe that her husband had put her best friend's granddaughter and daughter-in-law into slavery.
"I'm so sorry Pan."
"It's not your fault, but I must warn you...I plan on killing your husband. Not anytime soon, of course. I'm not strong enough yet. But someday I will catch up to him, and then I will kill him."
"Pan please don't do that. If you kill him, then you kill me too."
"What are you talking about?"
"There's a thing that saiya-jins have called a 'bond'. When ever a saiya-jin mates, a bond is created. If the saiya-jin dies, then the saiya-jin's mate will die too. It's one of those things where you literally can't live without them."
"Oh. But you're not a saiya-jin."
"I know, but I'm bonded to him. Don't ask me how, but I can feel everything that he does, pain and pleasure. Physical and emotional. That is the most recognized sign of a bond. It was actually kind of funny. Especially when i was having Trunks."
"You mean..."
"Yes. He felt everything. In fact, he wouldn't touch me for almost a year after that."
"Well, I don't want to hurt you, but I'm not gonna let him get away with this."
"I understand. So tell me...how's your mom?"
"She's not so good. They mess with her a lot. All because she doesn't have a tail."
"I don't know what to say. That's terrible."
"The funniest thing is that I didn't know what was happening to her until i was 14. That was when they made me watch. I guess it was their sick way of preparing me for what was going to happen next."
Bulma looked at Pan. There were tear stains on her cheeks. Bulma couldn't imagine the kinds of things that Pan and Videl had been put through. She didn't want to.
"Bulma. If you don't mind, I would like to be left alone."
"Of course. If you need anything, I'll be in my room. And I'm sure Trunks would be more than happy to comfort you. Don't tell him I said anything, but I think that he is bonding to you."
"What?! Bonding? To me? Are you sure?"
"Uh-huh...I can tell. Call it, mother's intuition."
Bulma stood up and left. After a few moments, Pan laid down and tried to go to sleep, but the memories kept coming back. She finally relaxed enough to get to sleep, but right before she dozed off, Vegeta burst into her room.
"Who are you, girl?"
Pan shot up from her bed.
"S-Sire?"
"Who are you? There are no records of any 'Zana'. Who are you?"
"I assure you sire. My name is 'Zana'. I'm probably not in your records because I am new."
"If you're lying, I WILL find out."
With that, Vegeta left the room. Pan shook it off and tried to go back to sleep, but no matter how much she tried she couldn't.
~I need to talk to Trunks...I hope that he doesn't mind me going to his room.~
Pan got up and wrapped a robe around herself. She then proceeded to Trunks' room down the hall. The two guards at his door were giving her a problem, though.
"Let me talk to the prince. This important."
One of the guards gave Pan a dirty look.
"Listen, Girl. Prince Trunks is too busy to handle a girl like you. Besides, sleeping with him isn't going to get you anywhere. He actually believes that achievements are more important than how good a screw you are."
Pan wanted to kill that guard.
"How dare you assume that I am here for that. I have half a mind to kill you right now."
"Look here. We are not as stupid as we look. Why else would you be here wearing something like that?"
"No. You look here. If you don't let me pass, I'm gonna push my way through."
"Oh yeah? Try it."
Pan was just about to knock the guard down the hall, but Trunks' door suddenly opened.
"What's going on here Perehi? Halep?"
"Sire, this whore was trying to pass. We were merely trying to stop her. We apologize if we have disturbed you."
"Whore?"
Trunks looked over to Pan. She looked pissed. Then it dawned on him.
"I sincerely hope that you weren't calling this woman a whore. Because if you were, you're in big trouble."
"I don't understand my prince."
"This woman is a trusted advisor of mine. Not to mention that she is your superior. If she wants to enter my quarters you had better let her. Is that understood?"
"Yes Sire. Forgive us ma'am."
Trunks moved aside and allowed Pan to enter his room. She looked around. The room was huge. The bed alone was as big as her room.
"Wow...your room is so big."
"Yeah...my mother insisted on me getting a large room. Something about it being the lifestyle a crown prince deserves. So what did you need to talk about?"
"Well, I couldn't sleep, and I hate being by myself. I guess it's because when ever I was by myself before the taskmasters were always watching me. This may sound weird, but I feel really safe when I'm near you."
"So do you want to stay here tonight? Because if you do, then you're more than welcome to."
"Oh no... I don't want to intrude."
"Look at the size of this room. I don't think you could intrude on my space if you wanted to. You can sleep on the big bed. I'll take the small one."
"Are you sure? I mean it is your bed and I don't want you to sleep on the little one."
"It's okay really...I usually sleep on the little one anyways."
Pan sat down on the bed and Trunks sat down right beside her.
"You know," she started, "I think that Vegeta is on to me. He came into my room tonight and told me that he couldn't find any records of a 'Zana'. I'm scared Trunks. What if he finds out."
"Look at me. You know how you said earlier that you felt safe around me? Well, the reason you feel so safe is because you are. I won't let anything happen to you. If he wants to hurt you he's going to have to kill me first. You are safe. Don't worry about it."
Pan smiled a little and looked at Trunks.
"Thank you so much Trunks. I really appreciate all that you have done for me."
"It's not a problem. Good night Pan."
"Good night Prince."
Trunks smiled and went over to his bed. They both layed down and went to sleep. Two hours later, however, Trunks woke up to the sound of someone crying. He looked over and noticed that Pan was sitting up in her bed sobbing uncontrollably. He immediately got up and sat down next to her on the bed. He wrapped his arms around her and she cried on his shoulders. He tried to soothe her the best he could, but she wasn't calming down.
"Pan what's wrong?" he said worriedly.
She didn't answer. She just kept crying. Trunks felt sick to his stomach. His chest hurt too. Then he realized something. He was crying too.
"Please, Pan. You have to tell me. I can feel that you're hurting. Please. This is killing me."
Pan still said nothing and continued to cry. Trunks felt helpless. He just sat there and held her. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Pan started to calm down. She looked up to Trunks and was surprised to see that he had been crying too.
"I'm sorry Trunks. I didn't mean to wake you."
"Pan...what just happened? What's wrong?"
"I relived it Trunks. In my dream."
"Relived what?"
"The day that Vegeta killed my family."
"Who are you really?" he questioned.
"I assure you, sire, my name is Zana." She said a little shakily.
"Hmph...we'll see."
After saying that he left the room. Pan brushed it off and went to the dresser to see if there were any clothes she could sleep in. She opened the top drawer and found a lot of men's underwear.
~Oops...wrong drawer.~
She moved to the next drawer down. It was filled with different women's nightgowns. She started looking through them, and was disgusted at what she saw. Not a single decent nightgown. They were either too short, too revealing, or a combination of the two. Usually the latter. When she finally did find one, she put it on and went to look at it in the mirror. It was a satin lavender gown that went to the middle of her thighs. It didn't have straps, only two strings that tied around the neck. The neck line was very low. In fact, it showed off more of her cleavage than she would have liked. She turned around to look at her back. And there wasn't much to it. It went all the way down to the small of her back.
~Uugghhh...Ploom you perv...~
Pan's thoughts were interrupted when Trunks walked into her room.
"Pan, we need to t-" Trunks couldn't speak. He was captivated by the woman who stood before him. Pan, however, wasn't all that happy with the kind of attention she was getting from him.
"TRUNKS!!! SNAP OUT OF IT!!!"
"I'm so sorry, Pan. I don't know what came over me. It's just that you're so beautiful."
Pan blushed. For some reason, she liked the compliments he gave her. Usually, when men would say those things to her, it meant they wanted something from her. But when he complimented her, it was genuine. The truth was, she liked him. Something she'd never felt for anyone else before.
~What am I thinking...it could never happen...I could never be with him.~
"Now...is there something I can do for you, Prince?"
"Umm...yeah, right...well, you see I-"
"Trunks get out. I need to talk with Pan." Said Bulma as she entered Pan's room.
"But Mom...I have very important business to talk with her about."
~Yeah right, Trunks...I'm sure it's "business" you want to talk to her about.~
"Well it will have to wait. I need to ask her some questions."
"But..."
"LEAVE!"
"Yes ma'am."
Trunks got up and immediately left the room. Bulma took the opportunity to sit down on Pan's bed.
"So...how did you survive the 'assignment'? Did you run away?"
"No...he put me and my mother into slavery."
"HE DID WHAT?!?! That jerk is so dead! I can only imagine the kinds of tortures you were put through."
"No...you can't."
Bulma didn't know how to respond. She couldn't believe that her husband had put her best friend's granddaughter and daughter-in-law into slavery.
"I'm so sorry Pan."
"It's not your fault, but I must warn you...I plan on killing your husband. Not anytime soon, of course. I'm not strong enough yet. But someday I will catch up to him, and then I will kill him."
"Pan please don't do that. If you kill him, then you kill me too."
"What are you talking about?"
"There's a thing that saiya-jins have called a 'bond'. When ever a saiya-jin mates, a bond is created. If the saiya-jin dies, then the saiya-jin's mate will die too. It's one of those things where you literally can't live without them."
"Oh. But you're not a saiya-jin."
"I know, but I'm bonded to him. Don't ask me how, but I can feel everything that he does, pain and pleasure. Physical and emotional. That is the most recognized sign of a bond. It was actually kind of funny. Especially when i was having Trunks."
"You mean..."
"Yes. He felt everything. In fact, he wouldn't touch me for almost a year after that."
"Well, I don't want to hurt you, but I'm not gonna let him get away with this."
"I understand. So tell me...how's your mom?"
"She's not so good. They mess with her a lot. All because she doesn't have a tail."
"I don't know what to say. That's terrible."
"The funniest thing is that I didn't know what was happening to her until i was 14. That was when they made me watch. I guess it was their sick way of preparing me for what was going to happen next."
Bulma looked at Pan. There were tear stains on her cheeks. Bulma couldn't imagine the kinds of things that Pan and Videl had been put through. She didn't want to.
"Bulma. If you don't mind, I would like to be left alone."
"Of course. If you need anything, I'll be in my room. And I'm sure Trunks would be more than happy to comfort you. Don't tell him I said anything, but I think that he is bonding to you."
"What?! Bonding? To me? Are you sure?"
"Uh-huh...I can tell. Call it, mother's intuition."
Bulma stood up and left. After a few moments, Pan laid down and tried to go to sleep, but the memories kept coming back. She finally relaxed enough to get to sleep, but right before she dozed off, Vegeta burst into her room.
"Who are you, girl?"
Pan shot up from her bed.
"S-Sire?"
"Who are you? There are no records of any 'Zana'. Who are you?"
"I assure you sire. My name is 'Zana'. I'm probably not in your records because I am new."
"If you're lying, I WILL find out."
With that, Vegeta left the room. Pan shook it off and tried to go back to sleep, but no matter how much she tried she couldn't.
~I need to talk to Trunks...I hope that he doesn't mind me going to his room.~
Pan got up and wrapped a robe around herself. She then proceeded to Trunks' room down the hall. The two guards at his door were giving her a problem, though.
"Let me talk to the prince. This important."
One of the guards gave Pan a dirty look.
"Listen, Girl. Prince Trunks is too busy to handle a girl like you. Besides, sleeping with him isn't going to get you anywhere. He actually believes that achievements are more important than how good a screw you are."
Pan wanted to kill that guard.
"How dare you assume that I am here for that. I have half a mind to kill you right now."
"Look here. We are not as stupid as we look. Why else would you be here wearing something like that?"
"No. You look here. If you don't let me pass, I'm gonna push my way through."
"Oh yeah? Try it."
Pan was just about to knock the guard down the hall, but Trunks' door suddenly opened.
"What's going on here Perehi? Halep?"
"Sire, this whore was trying to pass. We were merely trying to stop her. We apologize if we have disturbed you."
"Whore?"
Trunks looked over to Pan. She looked pissed. Then it dawned on him.
"I sincerely hope that you weren't calling this woman a whore. Because if you were, you're in big trouble."
"I don't understand my prince."
"This woman is a trusted advisor of mine. Not to mention that she is your superior. If she wants to enter my quarters you had better let her. Is that understood?"
"Yes Sire. Forgive us ma'am."
Trunks moved aside and allowed Pan to enter his room. She looked around. The room was huge. The bed alone was as big as her room.
"Wow...your room is so big."
"Yeah...my mother insisted on me getting a large room. Something about it being the lifestyle a crown prince deserves. So what did you need to talk about?"
"Well, I couldn't sleep, and I hate being by myself. I guess it's because when ever I was by myself before the taskmasters were always watching me. This may sound weird, but I feel really safe when I'm near you."
"So do you want to stay here tonight? Because if you do, then you're more than welcome to."
"Oh no... I don't want to intrude."
"Look at the size of this room. I don't think you could intrude on my space if you wanted to. You can sleep on the big bed. I'll take the small one."
"Are you sure? I mean it is your bed and I don't want you to sleep on the little one."
"It's okay really...I usually sleep on the little one anyways."
Pan sat down on the bed and Trunks sat down right beside her.
"You know," she started, "I think that Vegeta is on to me. He came into my room tonight and told me that he couldn't find any records of a 'Zana'. I'm scared Trunks. What if he finds out."
"Look at me. You know how you said earlier that you felt safe around me? Well, the reason you feel so safe is because you are. I won't let anything happen to you. If he wants to hurt you he's going to have to kill me first. You are safe. Don't worry about it."
Pan smiled a little and looked at Trunks.
"Thank you so much Trunks. I really appreciate all that you have done for me."
"It's not a problem. Good night Pan."
"Good night Prince."
Trunks smiled and went over to his bed. They both layed down and went to sleep. Two hours later, however, Trunks woke up to the sound of someone crying. He looked over and noticed that Pan was sitting up in her bed sobbing uncontrollably. He immediately got up and sat down next to her on the bed. He wrapped his arms around her and she cried on his shoulders. He tried to soothe her the best he could, but she wasn't calming down.
"Pan what's wrong?" he said worriedly.
She didn't answer. She just kept crying. Trunks felt sick to his stomach. His chest hurt too. Then he realized something. He was crying too.
"Please, Pan. You have to tell me. I can feel that you're hurting. Please. This is killing me."
Pan still said nothing and continued to cry. Trunks felt helpless. He just sat there and held her. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Pan started to calm down. She looked up to Trunks and was surprised to see that he had been crying too.
"I'm sorry Trunks. I didn't mean to wake you."
"Pan...what just happened? What's wrong?"
"I relived it Trunks. In my dream."
"Relived what?"
"The day that Vegeta killed my family."
