REVIEEEEEEEEEW!! PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZE
Bonded Chapter 1
By: Kawaii Panchan
18 years later (my how time flies)
(A note, Trunks is 21, Pan is 18 and Bra is 17. I know the ages are WAY off but its an AU fic and I can do whatever I damn well please!! There's no stopping me this time!!)
"Pan honey could you come in here please?" Bulma yelled out the window while Pan was in mid-punch during her sparring session with Trunks.
"Hmm hold it right there." Pan said to Trunks as she teleported into the house, scaring Bulma half to death. Bulma held her hand over her heart as she tried to recover from the shock of Pan appearing out of thin air.
" Pan, I told you to use the door." Bulma said, ever since Pan had discovered she could teleport, she seldom walked much anymore. "Anyways, bring this shirt to Vegeta, he needs to look nice for the council tonight."
"Yes Bulma." Pan said, giving Bulma a kiss on the cheek. Tonight was such an important night for the family, the council of martial arts was coming to declare Trunks a sensei to replace his father in the dojo. Plus, exactly 18 years before, Vegeta had found Pan on the steps of his dojo, so he was ready to announce to the world that she was a woman and old enough to court. Pan opened the door to Vegeta's room after hearing a growl of recognition from her sensei. She walked in to see him meditating on the floor. He had changed so much in the last year, he had contracted a heart disease that made it impossible for him to fight or train anymore, leaving him a shell of the man he was before.
"Sensei." She said quietly, bowing to her teacher.
" Ahhh Panchan." He said opening his eyes. He was always soft for her and Bra.
"I brought this shirt, Bulma-san wants you to wear it for the council tonight."
" Yes, the council." Vegeta said, a cloud covering his usually gleaming obsidian eyes. Pan knew how difficult it was for him to admit that he was weak. But the two of them knew that Trunks was more than qualified to head the dojo, and the family. "Just leave it on the chair." Vegeta had gotten to the point when he would comply with most of what Bulma told him to do, he knew he was almost totally dependent on her.
" Yes." Pan replied and closed the door behind her quietly.
" Panchan!!" A shrill voice yelled from down the hall. Pan shook her head, leave it to Bra to yell when her father was trying to meditate. She turned around to see Bra running towards her, obviously excited about something. Bra had changed very little while her father has been sick, she still looked like a carbon copy of Bulma, long aqua hair, blue eyes, and a beautiful figure. Pan looked at herself on the other hand, she was fairly short, with long black hair down to her waist and deep black eyes that flashed blue in extreme happiness… or anger. She wasn't as womanly as Bra but it didn't really bother her, she was positive that Bra's figure would be impossible for a warrior life.
"What is it Bra-chan?"
" Well the martial arts council is coming tonight right."
" You know they are, you would have had to be in a coma for the last two weeks to not." Bra just looked at Pan kind of confused.
"Anyways, so that cute sensei from Rocky Springs is coming correct?"
"Ubuu? Yes he's coming."
" Wait… YOU KNOW HIM??"
" Of course, he's a very skilled warrior…" Pan began but stopped as she realized that Bra wasn't listening anymore. Bra's eyes had turned into little hearts and she was practically floating around the room.
"He's such a dreamboat…. WILL YOU INTRODUCE ME!?!?" Bra yelled, getting right up into Pan's face.
" I don't know Bra, you aren't old enough to be courted anyways…"
" PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE PAN!!! YOU'RE PRACTICALLY MY SISTER! YOU HAVE TO INTRODUCE ME!!" Bra yelled clamping onto Pan's legs.
" Introduce you to whom?" Trunks asked, wiping the swear off his neck with a towel.
"Ummm no one!" Bra said as she turned crimson and dashed down the hall to her room. Pan and Trunks just chuckled, that was Bra.
" So are you ready to be called sensei?" Pan asked in an attempt to break the akward silence that always seemed to shroud her and Trunks' conversations.
"Not really, I don't think dad's ready to give up the position." Pan flashed Trunks a reassuring smile. "I guess I should be asking you if you're ready to 'become a woman' and be stalked by men all across the country." Trunks said slyly.
" Ewwww I hope no one does come courting, I don't want to leave here anytime soon." Pan said making a face. "I don't think either of us should really worry though, everyone knows you'll do a good job and I'll be a cat lady so we'll both be fine." Pan said with a laugh. " Even your dad knows what a good job you'll do." Pan added. She knew how Trunks craved Vegeta's approval, something he couldn't get by just walking into a room like the girls could. "Anyways, we both better get ready sensei." Pan said with a wink and headed towards her room. Trunks found himself watching after Pan even when she was almost to her room, as if to make sure she made it there safely. Ever since the day he met Pan, he seemed to have the habit of looking after her. His whole life seemed to revolve around protecting that little smiling raven haired girl. And Kami she had a nice smile.
Bulma sighed from around the corner. She kind of had a habit of watching Trunks and Pan when they were alone. She didn't think Vegeta was wrong about the fact that the two had a bond, but she wondered how long it would take the two young saiyans to realize it. " four saiyans in one household, how do you do it Bulma?" Bulma thought to herself. She remembered the day she realized Pan was part saiyan and the look of joy on Vegeta's face. He wanted to keep the saiyan blood alive. She knew how good Pan was for Vegeta, she was the warrior daughter that Bra wasn't. It always scared her however when she thought of where Pan could be from. After analysis of the blanket she had been brought in, and the fact the only other full saiyan was the emperor all signs seemed to point to the imperial palace. Bulma moved these thoughts aside however like she always did and focused on the current Pan and Trunks crisis. She didn't like to admit it, but she knew Vegeta was dying and she wanted him to see his grandchildren before he left her. " They're 21 and 18 for kamis sake and I'm not getting any younger! I WANT GRANDCHILDREN!" Bulma said with conviction, she felt something bad was going to happen soon, and she wanted grandchildren, it was time to play matchmaker.
Uh oh, what's bulma got planned? How are trunks and pan so clueless? Why does my hand have that strange tingly feeling like it's going to fall off??? Hmmmm hopefully these questions will be answered in the next chapter. (which I will get out as soon as possible, permitting that my hand doesn't fall off.) REVIEW PWEEESSE!!!
Bonded Chapter 1
By: Kawaii Panchan
18 years later (my how time flies)
(A note, Trunks is 21, Pan is 18 and Bra is 17. I know the ages are WAY off but its an AU fic and I can do whatever I damn well please!! There's no stopping me this time!!)
"Pan honey could you come in here please?" Bulma yelled out the window while Pan was in mid-punch during her sparring session with Trunks.
"Hmm hold it right there." Pan said to Trunks as she teleported into the house, scaring Bulma half to death. Bulma held her hand over her heart as she tried to recover from the shock of Pan appearing out of thin air.
" Pan, I told you to use the door." Bulma said, ever since Pan had discovered she could teleport, she seldom walked much anymore. "Anyways, bring this shirt to Vegeta, he needs to look nice for the council tonight."
"Yes Bulma." Pan said, giving Bulma a kiss on the cheek. Tonight was such an important night for the family, the council of martial arts was coming to declare Trunks a sensei to replace his father in the dojo. Plus, exactly 18 years before, Vegeta had found Pan on the steps of his dojo, so he was ready to announce to the world that she was a woman and old enough to court. Pan opened the door to Vegeta's room after hearing a growl of recognition from her sensei. She walked in to see him meditating on the floor. He had changed so much in the last year, he had contracted a heart disease that made it impossible for him to fight or train anymore, leaving him a shell of the man he was before.
"Sensei." She said quietly, bowing to her teacher.
" Ahhh Panchan." He said opening his eyes. He was always soft for her and Bra.
"I brought this shirt, Bulma-san wants you to wear it for the council tonight."
" Yes, the council." Vegeta said, a cloud covering his usually gleaming obsidian eyes. Pan knew how difficult it was for him to admit that he was weak. But the two of them knew that Trunks was more than qualified to head the dojo, and the family. "Just leave it on the chair." Vegeta had gotten to the point when he would comply with most of what Bulma told him to do, he knew he was almost totally dependent on her.
" Yes." Pan replied and closed the door behind her quietly.
" Panchan!!" A shrill voice yelled from down the hall. Pan shook her head, leave it to Bra to yell when her father was trying to meditate. She turned around to see Bra running towards her, obviously excited about something. Bra had changed very little while her father has been sick, she still looked like a carbon copy of Bulma, long aqua hair, blue eyes, and a beautiful figure. Pan looked at herself on the other hand, she was fairly short, with long black hair down to her waist and deep black eyes that flashed blue in extreme happiness… or anger. She wasn't as womanly as Bra but it didn't really bother her, she was positive that Bra's figure would be impossible for a warrior life.
"What is it Bra-chan?"
" Well the martial arts council is coming tonight right."
" You know they are, you would have had to be in a coma for the last two weeks to not." Bra just looked at Pan kind of confused.
"Anyways, so that cute sensei from Rocky Springs is coming correct?"
"Ubuu? Yes he's coming."
" Wait… YOU KNOW HIM??"
" Of course, he's a very skilled warrior…" Pan began but stopped as she realized that Bra wasn't listening anymore. Bra's eyes had turned into little hearts and she was practically floating around the room.
"He's such a dreamboat…. WILL YOU INTRODUCE ME!?!?" Bra yelled, getting right up into Pan's face.
" I don't know Bra, you aren't old enough to be courted anyways…"
" PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE PAN!!! YOU'RE PRACTICALLY MY SISTER! YOU HAVE TO INTRODUCE ME!!" Bra yelled clamping onto Pan's legs.
" Introduce you to whom?" Trunks asked, wiping the swear off his neck with a towel.
"Ummm no one!" Bra said as she turned crimson and dashed down the hall to her room. Pan and Trunks just chuckled, that was Bra.
" So are you ready to be called sensei?" Pan asked in an attempt to break the akward silence that always seemed to shroud her and Trunks' conversations.
"Not really, I don't think dad's ready to give up the position." Pan flashed Trunks a reassuring smile. "I guess I should be asking you if you're ready to 'become a woman' and be stalked by men all across the country." Trunks said slyly.
" Ewwww I hope no one does come courting, I don't want to leave here anytime soon." Pan said making a face. "I don't think either of us should really worry though, everyone knows you'll do a good job and I'll be a cat lady so we'll both be fine." Pan said with a laugh. " Even your dad knows what a good job you'll do." Pan added. She knew how Trunks craved Vegeta's approval, something he couldn't get by just walking into a room like the girls could. "Anyways, we both better get ready sensei." Pan said with a wink and headed towards her room. Trunks found himself watching after Pan even when she was almost to her room, as if to make sure she made it there safely. Ever since the day he met Pan, he seemed to have the habit of looking after her. His whole life seemed to revolve around protecting that little smiling raven haired girl. And Kami she had a nice smile.
Bulma sighed from around the corner. She kind of had a habit of watching Trunks and Pan when they were alone. She didn't think Vegeta was wrong about the fact that the two had a bond, but she wondered how long it would take the two young saiyans to realize it. " four saiyans in one household, how do you do it Bulma?" Bulma thought to herself. She remembered the day she realized Pan was part saiyan and the look of joy on Vegeta's face. He wanted to keep the saiyan blood alive. She knew how good Pan was for Vegeta, she was the warrior daughter that Bra wasn't. It always scared her however when she thought of where Pan could be from. After analysis of the blanket she had been brought in, and the fact the only other full saiyan was the emperor all signs seemed to point to the imperial palace. Bulma moved these thoughts aside however like she always did and focused on the current Pan and Trunks crisis. She didn't like to admit it, but she knew Vegeta was dying and she wanted him to see his grandchildren before he left her. " They're 21 and 18 for kamis sake and I'm not getting any younger! I WANT GRANDCHILDREN!" Bulma said with conviction, she felt something bad was going to happen soon, and she wanted grandchildren, it was time to play matchmaker.
Uh oh, what's bulma got planned? How are trunks and pan so clueless? Why does my hand have that strange tingly feeling like it's going to fall off??? Hmmmm hopefully these questions will be answered in the next chapter. (which I will get out as soon as possible, permitting that my hand doesn't fall off.) REVIEW PWEEESSE!!!