Author's Note: Hey guys and gals. Here's the sixth chapter of my story. Not really much here, but an impotant part to my little saga. I won't say much more as I am in a hurry to finish the next part. Please review and tell me what you think.
Disclaimers: I don't own DBZ/GT (no matter how much I want to ( . , . )
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The Angel Of Death
Part 6
Pan sat in Bra's room, tidying up all the bedding she used for the night before. Bra walked in after knocking on the door.
"Pan?" she asked. Pan looked up and acknowledged her friends presence, but soon went back to her chore. "You wanna talk about dinner?"
"No," Pan answered quickly.
"You sure?" Bra tried again.
"Yes," Bra stopped asking after that and walked over to help clean up. Once they had got everything back into the cupboard they went outside: Pan completely avoided everyone. They walked to the end of the garden and stood in front of the large lake. "Why did I have to say all that?" Pan suddenly burst out. Bra turned, surprised, to look at her friend. She knew Pan had been crying and there were tears present in her eyes still. "Why did I have to open my big mouth?" Pan slumped to the ground and sat on her knees. Bra say down beside her friend and put her arm around her shoulders.
"Come on. It wasn't that bad," Bra said in a loving voice. "I think Vegeta needed to be told off for once by someone other than this family." Pan looked up at Bra and smiled. She needed that; someone there just to tell her everything was all right, everything was fine. She hugged her friend and Bra hugged her back.
"Well I think it was excellent," came a voice from behind them. Pan and Bra turned to see Trunks standing there. Pan pulled away from Bra and walked a few feet away. Trunks walked towards Bra. "He needed it, really. Plus he didn't look that mad at what you said, he actually looked kinda pleased if that was possible," Trunks sat down and crossed his legs: as if meditating.
Pan looked at him over her shoulder. He looked so quiet and … well… handsome. Pan shook the thought from her head. 'Why do I suddenly feel like this?' Pan asked her mind. 'I thought I had gotten over my crush on him!'
"Pan?" Bra asked; breaking into her friend's thoughts.
"Mmm?" Pan asked. She couldn't be bothered trying to form words.
"You ok? You look kinda pale." Bra's face was full of concern and Pan had the funny feeling she had caught the look that Pan gave Trunks. Pan blushed.
"I'm just fine. Just a bit blown away because of dinner I guess." She looked down at her feet and tried to ignore Bra's stare. Bra nodded in agreement and then turned to her brother.
"Trunks could you leave us alone a minute?" Trunks nodded and flew away. Pan knew he hadn't gone far, she could still feel his power level - and it was close by. "So," Bra started. "Why do you keep looking at my brother? Do you still have a crush on him?" Pan was surprised at Bra's question, but she had known Bra would ask it sooner or later. Pan slowly nodded and Bra's face lit up. "I knew it!" she said triumphantly. "I knew it all along and Maron wouldn't believe me! Wow! She owes me big time-"
"What do you mean she owes you big time?" Pan asked before Bra could say anything else. "Did you bet on me?" Pan demanded.
"Well…no…not exactly…" Bra stammered.
"How can you not exactly bet on someone?" Pan asked, the anger showing in her voice.
"Well…we did make a bet…but it wasn't completely, one-hundred percent about you liking Trunks. Half of it was that I could get you to admit it before she could." Bra twisted a lock of her hair between her thumb and forefinger. Pan was about to charge at Bra when Goten appeared at the scene.
"Hey guys," he called out to them, "have you seen Trunks?" Pan's ki calmed down and she pointed off in the direction Trunks had gone in. "Thanks." He called and flew off.
"You're so lucky that my uncle Goten came along at that moment," Pan said turning to Bra. She looked at her friend and realised that Bra wasn't listening to her. "Bra?" Pan asked and Bra turned to her.
"Huh, what? Sorry Pan did you say something?" Bra asked shaking her head. A large smile started to appear on Pan's face.
"You like Goten don't you?" Bra's face immediately went crimson. Pan burst into a fit of laughter. "You do!" Pan screamed and Bra lunged at her.
"Ok, ok! So I do! But I know you love Trunks!" Bra screamed out. Pan's eyes went as wide as saucers and she flew into the air to look for Trunks and Goten. No sign of them. 'Thank Dende!' Pan thought and then she looked down at Bra.
"Ok. Let's make a deal. I won't say anything about you liking my uncle, if you don't mention anything about me and Trunks, huh?" Bra looked at her friend and nodded. She put out her hand and Pan took it.
"Deal!" they both said as they shook hands.
"We'd better get back," Bra said, "It's getting late."
"Yeah. I'd better get home soon too or dad'll kill me!" Pan and Bra walked back to Capsule Corps. and went up to Bra's room to collect Pan's stuff. Pan came back down stairs and said a few quick goodbyes before heading out the front door. She saw the lights on in the gravity machine and wondered if she should say goodbye to Vegeta or not. Suddenly a hand fell on her shoulder. Pan spun round and saw Vegeta standing behind her. "Vegeta, you scar-" she cut herself off. She didn't want Vegeta to have the pleasure of knowing he scared her. But Pan already knew he could tell she was scared.
"Well done brat," Vegeta said. Pan looked confused.
"What do you mean?" she asked. Vegeta turned around so as not to face her.
"You got rid of that weakling and I can tell there's someone else on your mind right now," Pan blushed. 'It's not possible for Vegeta to know about what me and Trunks done, is it?' she pondered that thought until Vegeta interrupted her. "I know you like my son." He said as if discussing the weather. Pan was taken aback.
"What?!" she screamed.
"It's obvious - well to a full saiyan - and there is the fact that he is my son and nothing goes past me." He paused after his sentence and paced back and forth for a second. "And even though I may not like the idea of being related to any of Kakarrot's family, I would rather my son found a semi-saiyan to please himself instead of stupid humans." Vegeta walked off and left Pan standing in the middle of the garden. 'How did he know?' Pan asked herself. She shook her head and started to gather her ki to take off. She got home and went in her bedroom window instead of the door. Her father instantly felt her power level in the house and went upstairs to inspect.
"Pan?" he asked as he knocked the door. He waited for a 'come in' and when Pan issued the command he opened the door. She had quickly gotten changed into her short cut off jean shorts and a long sweatshirt that reached the top of her thighs. She was sitting on the bed with a book on her lap. "So," Gohan began. "How are you tonight?" Pan looked up and shrugged her shoulders.
"I don't know." She said. "Fine I guess."
"Well do you want to talk to me about you and Robert. Or would you rather I go and bust his nose for leaving you?" Pan managed a laugh. Gohan leaned over and hugged his daughter.
"Thanks dad. I feel better now. But I'm a bit tired so I'll talk to mum in the morning, ok?" Gohan nodded and left his daughter alone. She turned over in her bed and shut her eyes. She was just about to drift off when Vegeta's words came back to her head. 'I would rather my son found a semi-saiyan to please himself instead of stupid humans.' Pan tossed and turned for a while before finally settling and sleeping for a few hours of the long night.
Trunks sat in his room. Why did he still feel for Pan? He too turned in his restless sleep. Pan was four years younger than him. How could he feel for her? She was also a good family friend! "Why is this so complicated!?" he shouted out. Suddenly he heard a knock at the door. "Who is it?" he asked.
"It's Bra. Can I come in?" She asked cautiously. Trunks grunted a response and Bra entered the room. "I swear Trunks you're getting more like dad day by day." Trunks looked at her.
"If you just came here to point out something I wish you would never say, then you can leave right now!" he said dangerously. Bra put her arms up in front of her.
"Come on big brother. I know what's bothering you," she said to him, sitting down on the chair beside his table. Trunks looked extremely nervous and he tried to look away from his sister. "Fore God's sake Trunks just admit it!"
"Admit what!?" he yelled at her. "I have nothing to admit!" he stood up and stared out of his window, trying not to let Bra see the smirk on his face as he thought of what Pan could possibly know. Bra sighed.
"Come on Trunks." Bra tried again, then she thought of something. "She likes you too," Trunks looked back round at Bra.
"Who likes me too?" Trunks asked.
"Who do you think?"
"Ummm…Marron?" He lied; he knew perfectly well who Bra was talking about. Bra hit herself on the forehead with the palm of her hand.
"God Trunks! Sometimes your stupidity amazes me!"
"Well who then, Pan?" Trunks pretended to make the suggestion sound absurd.
"Bingo!" Bra shouted and Trunks had a look of surprise stretch across his face.
"PAN!?" he screamed. "Pan likes me?" he sat down on the end of the bed.
"Duh!" Bra shouted back at him. "And I know you like her too. I've seen the way you look at her. Don't try to deny it any more!" Trunks looked at her and a smirk spread across his face.
"Fine. I'll say I like Pan if…you say you like Goten!" Bra instantly blushed. "What? Afraid of the consequences?" Trunks laughed at his sister's face and Bra tried to get herself to stop blushing.
"No, I just-"
"You just what? Need to think of what to say?" Trunks looked at her sympathetically. "All you need to say is 'I love Goten'. See? Simple." Bra nodded. When she didn't do anything Trunks looked at her. "Well?"
"You say it first," Bra said. "Or I won't say nothing." Trunks sighed.
"Fine," he took a deep breath. "I like Pan." A smile spread across Bra's face and she tried to control her laughter. "What? Your turn." Bra didn't stop smiling. Trunks studied her; she looked like she was pointing behind him. Towards…the door! Trunks spun round at a million miles an hour expecting to see Pan standing at the door. Steam coming out of her ears. He turned and seen…Bulma. "MOM!" he shouted as he stood up quickly.
"So you finally admitted it." Bulma said.
"Admitted what?" Trunks tried to lie, but his blush on his face told Bulma she had heard correctly.
"Trunks, you don't need to be embarrassed in front of me. It's your father you should worry about. He's the one that hates Goku and doesn't want anything to do with him or his family." Trunks nodded. He knew she was right, but he couldn't help feel embarrassed about what he had just said. "Plus," Bulma said, breaking his chain of thoughts. "Everyone knows you love her anyway." Bulma left the room leaving Trunks standing in the middle of the room, stunned to the core and Bra laughing in the background.
"Bra leave me alone please." Trunks said as he went over to sit on his bed.
"Awww. Come on, I wanna stay and ask more questions-"
"Bra! I need to think. Leave me alone." The tone in Trunks' voice sent Bra towards the door. She shut the door quietly after her and walked back to her own room. Trunks lay down on the bed and left his feet hanging off the end. He rubbed his temples and tried to think what had just happened. He stayed still for the best of thirty minutes and then decided to get some sleep.
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Hey! What'd ya think of that? Please review and say what you want. Please no flames.
Anyway, I'll finish the next chapter as quickly as I can and I'll post it up A.S.A.P.
Seeya!!
Disclaimers: I don't own DBZ/GT (no matter how much I want to ( . , . )
^
The Angel Of Death
Part 6
Pan sat in Bra's room, tidying up all the bedding she used for the night before. Bra walked in after knocking on the door.
"Pan?" she asked. Pan looked up and acknowledged her friends presence, but soon went back to her chore. "You wanna talk about dinner?"
"No," Pan answered quickly.
"You sure?" Bra tried again.
"Yes," Bra stopped asking after that and walked over to help clean up. Once they had got everything back into the cupboard they went outside: Pan completely avoided everyone. They walked to the end of the garden and stood in front of the large lake. "Why did I have to say all that?" Pan suddenly burst out. Bra turned, surprised, to look at her friend. She knew Pan had been crying and there were tears present in her eyes still. "Why did I have to open my big mouth?" Pan slumped to the ground and sat on her knees. Bra say down beside her friend and put her arm around her shoulders.
"Come on. It wasn't that bad," Bra said in a loving voice. "I think Vegeta needed to be told off for once by someone other than this family." Pan looked up at Bra and smiled. She needed that; someone there just to tell her everything was all right, everything was fine. She hugged her friend and Bra hugged her back.
"Well I think it was excellent," came a voice from behind them. Pan and Bra turned to see Trunks standing there. Pan pulled away from Bra and walked a few feet away. Trunks walked towards Bra. "He needed it, really. Plus he didn't look that mad at what you said, he actually looked kinda pleased if that was possible," Trunks sat down and crossed his legs: as if meditating.
Pan looked at him over her shoulder. He looked so quiet and … well… handsome. Pan shook the thought from her head. 'Why do I suddenly feel like this?' Pan asked her mind. 'I thought I had gotten over my crush on him!'
"Pan?" Bra asked; breaking into her friend's thoughts.
"Mmm?" Pan asked. She couldn't be bothered trying to form words.
"You ok? You look kinda pale." Bra's face was full of concern and Pan had the funny feeling she had caught the look that Pan gave Trunks. Pan blushed.
"I'm just fine. Just a bit blown away because of dinner I guess." She looked down at her feet and tried to ignore Bra's stare. Bra nodded in agreement and then turned to her brother.
"Trunks could you leave us alone a minute?" Trunks nodded and flew away. Pan knew he hadn't gone far, she could still feel his power level - and it was close by. "So," Bra started. "Why do you keep looking at my brother? Do you still have a crush on him?" Pan was surprised at Bra's question, but she had known Bra would ask it sooner or later. Pan slowly nodded and Bra's face lit up. "I knew it!" she said triumphantly. "I knew it all along and Maron wouldn't believe me! Wow! She owes me big time-"
"What do you mean she owes you big time?" Pan asked before Bra could say anything else. "Did you bet on me?" Pan demanded.
"Well…no…not exactly…" Bra stammered.
"How can you not exactly bet on someone?" Pan asked, the anger showing in her voice.
"Well…we did make a bet…but it wasn't completely, one-hundred percent about you liking Trunks. Half of it was that I could get you to admit it before she could." Bra twisted a lock of her hair between her thumb and forefinger. Pan was about to charge at Bra when Goten appeared at the scene.
"Hey guys," he called out to them, "have you seen Trunks?" Pan's ki calmed down and she pointed off in the direction Trunks had gone in. "Thanks." He called and flew off.
"You're so lucky that my uncle Goten came along at that moment," Pan said turning to Bra. She looked at her friend and realised that Bra wasn't listening to her. "Bra?" Pan asked and Bra turned to her.
"Huh, what? Sorry Pan did you say something?" Bra asked shaking her head. A large smile started to appear on Pan's face.
"You like Goten don't you?" Bra's face immediately went crimson. Pan burst into a fit of laughter. "You do!" Pan screamed and Bra lunged at her.
"Ok, ok! So I do! But I know you love Trunks!" Bra screamed out. Pan's eyes went as wide as saucers and she flew into the air to look for Trunks and Goten. No sign of them. 'Thank Dende!' Pan thought and then she looked down at Bra.
"Ok. Let's make a deal. I won't say anything about you liking my uncle, if you don't mention anything about me and Trunks, huh?" Bra looked at her friend and nodded. She put out her hand and Pan took it.
"Deal!" they both said as they shook hands.
"We'd better get back," Bra said, "It's getting late."
"Yeah. I'd better get home soon too or dad'll kill me!" Pan and Bra walked back to Capsule Corps. and went up to Bra's room to collect Pan's stuff. Pan came back down stairs and said a few quick goodbyes before heading out the front door. She saw the lights on in the gravity machine and wondered if she should say goodbye to Vegeta or not. Suddenly a hand fell on her shoulder. Pan spun round and saw Vegeta standing behind her. "Vegeta, you scar-" she cut herself off. She didn't want Vegeta to have the pleasure of knowing he scared her. But Pan already knew he could tell she was scared.
"Well done brat," Vegeta said. Pan looked confused.
"What do you mean?" she asked. Vegeta turned around so as not to face her.
"You got rid of that weakling and I can tell there's someone else on your mind right now," Pan blushed. 'It's not possible for Vegeta to know about what me and Trunks done, is it?' she pondered that thought until Vegeta interrupted her. "I know you like my son." He said as if discussing the weather. Pan was taken aback.
"What?!" she screamed.
"It's obvious - well to a full saiyan - and there is the fact that he is my son and nothing goes past me." He paused after his sentence and paced back and forth for a second. "And even though I may not like the idea of being related to any of Kakarrot's family, I would rather my son found a semi-saiyan to please himself instead of stupid humans." Vegeta walked off and left Pan standing in the middle of the garden. 'How did he know?' Pan asked herself. She shook her head and started to gather her ki to take off. She got home and went in her bedroom window instead of the door. Her father instantly felt her power level in the house and went upstairs to inspect.
"Pan?" he asked as he knocked the door. He waited for a 'come in' and when Pan issued the command he opened the door. She had quickly gotten changed into her short cut off jean shorts and a long sweatshirt that reached the top of her thighs. She was sitting on the bed with a book on her lap. "So," Gohan began. "How are you tonight?" Pan looked up and shrugged her shoulders.
"I don't know." She said. "Fine I guess."
"Well do you want to talk to me about you and Robert. Or would you rather I go and bust his nose for leaving you?" Pan managed a laugh. Gohan leaned over and hugged his daughter.
"Thanks dad. I feel better now. But I'm a bit tired so I'll talk to mum in the morning, ok?" Gohan nodded and left his daughter alone. She turned over in her bed and shut her eyes. She was just about to drift off when Vegeta's words came back to her head. 'I would rather my son found a semi-saiyan to please himself instead of stupid humans.' Pan tossed and turned for a while before finally settling and sleeping for a few hours of the long night.
Trunks sat in his room. Why did he still feel for Pan? He too turned in his restless sleep. Pan was four years younger than him. How could he feel for her? She was also a good family friend! "Why is this so complicated!?" he shouted out. Suddenly he heard a knock at the door. "Who is it?" he asked.
"It's Bra. Can I come in?" She asked cautiously. Trunks grunted a response and Bra entered the room. "I swear Trunks you're getting more like dad day by day." Trunks looked at her.
"If you just came here to point out something I wish you would never say, then you can leave right now!" he said dangerously. Bra put her arms up in front of her.
"Come on big brother. I know what's bothering you," she said to him, sitting down on the chair beside his table. Trunks looked extremely nervous and he tried to look away from his sister. "Fore God's sake Trunks just admit it!"
"Admit what!?" he yelled at her. "I have nothing to admit!" he stood up and stared out of his window, trying not to let Bra see the smirk on his face as he thought of what Pan could possibly know. Bra sighed.
"Come on Trunks." Bra tried again, then she thought of something. "She likes you too," Trunks looked back round at Bra.
"Who likes me too?" Trunks asked.
"Who do you think?"
"Ummm…Marron?" He lied; he knew perfectly well who Bra was talking about. Bra hit herself on the forehead with the palm of her hand.
"God Trunks! Sometimes your stupidity amazes me!"
"Well who then, Pan?" Trunks pretended to make the suggestion sound absurd.
"Bingo!" Bra shouted and Trunks had a look of surprise stretch across his face.
"PAN!?" he screamed. "Pan likes me?" he sat down on the end of the bed.
"Duh!" Bra shouted back at him. "And I know you like her too. I've seen the way you look at her. Don't try to deny it any more!" Trunks looked at her and a smirk spread across his face.
"Fine. I'll say I like Pan if…you say you like Goten!" Bra instantly blushed. "What? Afraid of the consequences?" Trunks laughed at his sister's face and Bra tried to get herself to stop blushing.
"No, I just-"
"You just what? Need to think of what to say?" Trunks looked at her sympathetically. "All you need to say is 'I love Goten'. See? Simple." Bra nodded. When she didn't do anything Trunks looked at her. "Well?"
"You say it first," Bra said. "Or I won't say nothing." Trunks sighed.
"Fine," he took a deep breath. "I like Pan." A smile spread across Bra's face and she tried to control her laughter. "What? Your turn." Bra didn't stop smiling. Trunks studied her; she looked like she was pointing behind him. Towards…the door! Trunks spun round at a million miles an hour expecting to see Pan standing at the door. Steam coming out of her ears. He turned and seen…Bulma. "MOM!" he shouted as he stood up quickly.
"So you finally admitted it." Bulma said.
"Admitted what?" Trunks tried to lie, but his blush on his face told Bulma she had heard correctly.
"Trunks, you don't need to be embarrassed in front of me. It's your father you should worry about. He's the one that hates Goku and doesn't want anything to do with him or his family." Trunks nodded. He knew she was right, but he couldn't help feel embarrassed about what he had just said. "Plus," Bulma said, breaking his chain of thoughts. "Everyone knows you love her anyway." Bulma left the room leaving Trunks standing in the middle of the room, stunned to the core and Bra laughing in the background.
"Bra leave me alone please." Trunks said as he went over to sit on his bed.
"Awww. Come on, I wanna stay and ask more questions-"
"Bra! I need to think. Leave me alone." The tone in Trunks' voice sent Bra towards the door. She shut the door quietly after her and walked back to her own room. Trunks lay down on the bed and left his feet hanging off the end. He rubbed his temples and tried to think what had just happened. He stayed still for the best of thirty minutes and then decided to get some sleep.
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Hey! What'd ya think of that? Please review and say what you want. Please no flames.
Anyway, I'll finish the next chapter as quickly as I can and I'll post it up A.S.A.P.
Seeya!!
