Author's Note: Well, here's part two! I don't really have anything to say here, except that I missed out the ages in part one.
This is an Alternate Universe fic so the ages are as follows:
Pan: 18
Trunks: 22
Bra: 18
Goten: 20
Ok. Now the dislaimers: I do not own DBZ, DBGT.
The Angel Of Death
Part 2
"I saw that." Bra said as she entered the room. Trunks looked up from the refrigerator. He had a bottle of orange juice in his hand and a sandwich in the other.
"Saw what, Bra?" he asked, putting a confused look on his face.
"The way you looked at Pan." She replied coolly. Trunks on the other hand almost choked on the mouthful of liquid.
"I don't know what you're on about." He said as he tried to walk past her. She intercepted and stood in front of him. "Get out of my way Bra," he said dangerously.
"Not until you admit it." She said just as coldly as him, although she had some humour in her tone.
"Admit what?" Both Trunks and Bra's heads spun around to look at the person who had spoke. It was Pan. She stood in the doorway with Bra's pyjamas on. They consisted of a long silk shirt like top, and a small pair of shorts, both items were dark blue in colour. Her raven coloured hair was up in a single bobble at the back of her head. It was still wet and her fringe clung tightly to her forehead as the water dripped down her face and wet the top she had on. Trunks gulped as quietly as possible.
"Nothing. It doesn't matter." He said, pushing Bra to the side. "I'll leave you two ladies to your supper-"
"No, why don't you stay Trunks?" Bra asked. It was more a statement than a question and he looked back from Bra to Pan. Bra had a manic, almost evil, grin on her face and Pan just smiled her famous Son Pan smile. 'How can I say no to that smile?' he asked himself.
"Fine I'll stay. For a while." He sat back down at the table and Bra took the seat opposite him. She got up and quickly brought some jam and bread over, spread a piece, and 'accidentally' dropped the piece of bread on the chair Pan was about to sit on.
"Ooops. Sorry Pan. You'd better just sit on that seat just now," she motioned with her hand to the chair next to Trunks. "I'll clean this up later." Pan shrugged and went to sit down. Trunks glared at his sister and tried to remain calm.
The meal passed by rather quickly, and soon there was a host of dishes covering the kitchen table. "Well, I'm stuffed." Pan said as she stretched out and yawned.
"Yeah. With the amount you ate you won't have to eat for another hour, is that correct?" Trunks joked. Pan half laughed half choked in the middle of her yawn. She hit Trunks on the head with her fist and he pretended to be hurt. Bra stared at him and gave him a look that said 'I know what you're up to.' He ignored her and stood up.
"What too tired to stay up and talk to us?" Bra asked with an evil look on her face.
"I'm going to do the dishes and then I'll see you two in the morning. It's already ten thirty; Vegeta will be in here in about fifteen minutes demanding food. I don't wanna get caught by him in the middle of the night, eating all 'his' food." Trunks hurried over to the sink with most of the dishes.
"He does have a good point." Pan spoke up, whilst carrying a few plates over to the sink. "Come on Bra, the quicker we clean, the safer we be," Pan turned around to give Bra a dishcloth, but she was gone. "Bra?"
"Goodnight guys. Seeya upstairs Pan." She called from the landing. Pan rushed to the doorway.
"Hey you get back here!" she called up the stairs. "There are dishes here with your name on them!" she was going to march up the stairs and drag Bra back down but Trunks spoke up from behind her.
"Aw just leave her. She never does the dishes." He quickly cleaned a plate and dried it then threw it quickly into its place in the cupboard. Pan sighed and walked over to the sink.
"Never has, never will," she said, as she picked up a cup and swirled the water around in it. She put it on the drying rack once she had cleaned the water out of it. She preceded cleaning more of the dishes.
"So," Trunks said.
"So, what?" Pan asked when he didn't continue.
"Why are you here? You know, instead of being out with…eh…Vegeta, is it?" Pan looked at the floor and thought about his question.
"Um…well…we-" she began, furiously thinking about the answer.
"You know what. Don't answer. I should never have asked." Trunks cut her off before she could say anything. There was an uneasy silence in the room and the dishes were quickly washed, dried and put away. Pan turned to go out of the room but felt a strong power level behind her. She turned just in time to see Vegeta release a small ki blast in her direction. She stood her ground and took the blow in the stomach.
It burned slightly but surprised her more than it hurt. She fell to the ground and gasped for air, as the blast had winded her. Pan looked down and seen the pyjamas she had on had a hole in the centre part of them, showing off her stomach. Vegeta smirked.
"Come on brat," he complained. "I came here for a challenge." Trunks held out a hand to help his friend, but Pan batted it away. She stood up and rubbed her stomach.
"You're lucky I've already had something to eat," she said, turning to leave. "Otherwise I might have been mad." She walked a few steps and Vegeta started to talk again.
"Ha!" he sneered "Running away from a fight. Just like one of kakarott's!" Pan froze. Vegeta smirked again he had hit his mark.
"I'm not running!" Pan said defiantly. "Just postponing our little game. I'll see you tomorrow Vegeta," she spat out his name. "Meet me in the gravity room. Six o' clock," she walked out of the room, and turned back to stare right at him. "Sharp!" She walked out of the room and upstairs. 'Now for a little talk with Bra about certain chores around the house.' She thought as she climbed the flight of stairs to the hallway. She opened Bra's door and stepped in.
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What will become of Pan's and Vegeta's battle in the morning? What will Bra have to say about not helping with the dishes? Will Pan have the courage to tell anyone about what happened between her and Robert?
Ok. There was a little T/P there, and I managed to get Vegeta in as well. Hopefully you ppl are liking my fic so far. And i apoligise once more about the length of my updates I'll try really hard to make the next one longer.
Seeya.
Pan ^_^
This is an Alternate Universe fic so the ages are as follows:
Pan: 18
Trunks: 22
Bra: 18
Goten: 20
Ok. Now the dislaimers: I do not own DBZ, DBGT.
The Angel Of Death
Part 2
"I saw that." Bra said as she entered the room. Trunks looked up from the refrigerator. He had a bottle of orange juice in his hand and a sandwich in the other.
"Saw what, Bra?" he asked, putting a confused look on his face.
"The way you looked at Pan." She replied coolly. Trunks on the other hand almost choked on the mouthful of liquid.
"I don't know what you're on about." He said as he tried to walk past her. She intercepted and stood in front of him. "Get out of my way Bra," he said dangerously.
"Not until you admit it." She said just as coldly as him, although she had some humour in her tone.
"Admit what?" Both Trunks and Bra's heads spun around to look at the person who had spoke. It was Pan. She stood in the doorway with Bra's pyjamas on. They consisted of a long silk shirt like top, and a small pair of shorts, both items were dark blue in colour. Her raven coloured hair was up in a single bobble at the back of her head. It was still wet and her fringe clung tightly to her forehead as the water dripped down her face and wet the top she had on. Trunks gulped as quietly as possible.
"Nothing. It doesn't matter." He said, pushing Bra to the side. "I'll leave you two ladies to your supper-"
"No, why don't you stay Trunks?" Bra asked. It was more a statement than a question and he looked back from Bra to Pan. Bra had a manic, almost evil, grin on her face and Pan just smiled her famous Son Pan smile. 'How can I say no to that smile?' he asked himself.
"Fine I'll stay. For a while." He sat back down at the table and Bra took the seat opposite him. She got up and quickly brought some jam and bread over, spread a piece, and 'accidentally' dropped the piece of bread on the chair Pan was about to sit on.
"Ooops. Sorry Pan. You'd better just sit on that seat just now," she motioned with her hand to the chair next to Trunks. "I'll clean this up later." Pan shrugged and went to sit down. Trunks glared at his sister and tried to remain calm.
The meal passed by rather quickly, and soon there was a host of dishes covering the kitchen table. "Well, I'm stuffed." Pan said as she stretched out and yawned.
"Yeah. With the amount you ate you won't have to eat for another hour, is that correct?" Trunks joked. Pan half laughed half choked in the middle of her yawn. She hit Trunks on the head with her fist and he pretended to be hurt. Bra stared at him and gave him a look that said 'I know what you're up to.' He ignored her and stood up.
"What too tired to stay up and talk to us?" Bra asked with an evil look on her face.
"I'm going to do the dishes and then I'll see you two in the morning. It's already ten thirty; Vegeta will be in here in about fifteen minutes demanding food. I don't wanna get caught by him in the middle of the night, eating all 'his' food." Trunks hurried over to the sink with most of the dishes.
"He does have a good point." Pan spoke up, whilst carrying a few plates over to the sink. "Come on Bra, the quicker we clean, the safer we be," Pan turned around to give Bra a dishcloth, but she was gone. "Bra?"
"Goodnight guys. Seeya upstairs Pan." She called from the landing. Pan rushed to the doorway.
"Hey you get back here!" she called up the stairs. "There are dishes here with your name on them!" she was going to march up the stairs and drag Bra back down but Trunks spoke up from behind her.
"Aw just leave her. She never does the dishes." He quickly cleaned a plate and dried it then threw it quickly into its place in the cupboard. Pan sighed and walked over to the sink.
"Never has, never will," she said, as she picked up a cup and swirled the water around in it. She put it on the drying rack once she had cleaned the water out of it. She preceded cleaning more of the dishes.
"So," Trunks said.
"So, what?" Pan asked when he didn't continue.
"Why are you here? You know, instead of being out with…eh…Vegeta, is it?" Pan looked at the floor and thought about his question.
"Um…well…we-" she began, furiously thinking about the answer.
"You know what. Don't answer. I should never have asked." Trunks cut her off before she could say anything. There was an uneasy silence in the room and the dishes were quickly washed, dried and put away. Pan turned to go out of the room but felt a strong power level behind her. She turned just in time to see Vegeta release a small ki blast in her direction. She stood her ground and took the blow in the stomach.
It burned slightly but surprised her more than it hurt. She fell to the ground and gasped for air, as the blast had winded her. Pan looked down and seen the pyjamas she had on had a hole in the centre part of them, showing off her stomach. Vegeta smirked.
"Come on brat," he complained. "I came here for a challenge." Trunks held out a hand to help his friend, but Pan batted it away. She stood up and rubbed her stomach.
"You're lucky I've already had something to eat," she said, turning to leave. "Otherwise I might have been mad." She walked a few steps and Vegeta started to talk again.
"Ha!" he sneered "Running away from a fight. Just like one of kakarott's!" Pan froze. Vegeta smirked again he had hit his mark.
"I'm not running!" Pan said defiantly. "Just postponing our little game. I'll see you tomorrow Vegeta," she spat out his name. "Meet me in the gravity room. Six o' clock," she walked out of the room, and turned back to stare right at him. "Sharp!" She walked out of the room and upstairs. 'Now for a little talk with Bra about certain chores around the house.' She thought as she climbed the flight of stairs to the hallway. She opened Bra's door and stepped in.
***___***
What will become of Pan's and Vegeta's battle in the morning? What will Bra have to say about not helping with the dishes? Will Pan have the courage to tell anyone about what happened between her and Robert?
Ok. There was a little T/P there, and I managed to get Vegeta in as well. Hopefully you ppl are liking my fic so far. And i apoligise once more about the length of my updates I'll try really hard to make the next one longer.
Seeya.
Pan ^_^
