Evil's Bride
Chapter 5: Father, Daughter disappointments.
'What's taking so long?' FTrunks asked himself, while passing at an incredible speed. 'Marron never takes this long to heal……Gohan must be so disappointed…….How does he expect my past self to be able to take care of his little girl? More or less, how he feels about me? My Pan is still his Pan, his only child, his pride and joy, and…………I couldn't save her…………'

"Hey kid."

FTrunks turned around to see the source of the voice. He nearly jumped out of his skin when he saw who it was.

"Uh……Hello, Gohan." He peered down to his feet, trying to avoid contact with him. 'Dende isn't the only one who knows what Gohan is capable of *sigh* I hope he isn't going to kill me'

"Any news?"

"No." he answered. 'Dende! Why must he pull this on me?! Does he not realize I'm killing myself with guilt? I mean Pan did nothing! And it's my fault she injured, maybe dying, and I………But why her?'

"Oh." Gohan started to walk away.

"DAMN YOU DENDE!" He shouted and slammed his fist through the wall.

Gohan turned around and looked at him in shock. In all of his life he never heard Trunks damn Dende. Gohan peered into his eyes, which glimmered with unshed tears, and were full of guilt.

"It's all MY FAULT!" FTrunks cried out and fell to his knees. "Why HER? She is innocent! She has done nothing to receive this treatment!"

Gohan backhanded him across the face. "STOP IT NOW!" He ordered. "Going into hysterics isn't going to help he AT ALL!"

FTrunks looked up at the older man, "Don't you get it Gohan? They thought my Pan, my wife, my best-friend, my life mate, was the younger one, your Pan. Don't you see it? They didn't want Gogeta and Vegetto to be born! That's what she said, the twins aren't allowed to be born!"

Gohan was speechless, he new the younger man was right. But the question that was still unanswered was, why Pan?

"I…….I should have been paying more attention. Then this never would have happened, and she would've been safe."

"Don't blame yourself, Trunks."

"Don't say that Gohan. I know you are keeping great control in not ripping me limb from limb. And it isn't the first time I haven't been able to save her……….."

"What do you mean?"

He let out a heavy sigh. "Do you remember, when we first arrived, Gogeta and Vegetto saved her, saved Pan, because I was too busy playing hero and getting myself knocked unconscious. In my timeline, you saved her….That's how you died…….You were killed because I wasn't there to save her life."

"…."

"I know you probably hate me. But I want to tell you that I am, truly, sorry that I haven't been the best man I could be. A man that is more worthy of your daughter's love."

Gohan placed a hand on his shoulder. "Don't be sorry, Trunks. I'm glad it is you my daughter decides to marry. She loves you, and you her. That is enough for you to be a man that I'd give my only child to."

FTrunks was now crying freely. But they weren't the same tears as he shed a few minutes earlier; They were tears of joy. "You have now idea how that makes me feel, Gohan. I thought you were going to come in here and decapitate me."

Gohan let out a small chuckle. "I was considering it." He gave FTrunks a wink to show him he as joking. "Anyways I'm off to bed. It's been a tiring day."

FTrunks nodded. "Good night Gohan."

After Gohan left the room FTrunks gave a deep sigh and delicately placed himself on the couch.

"Good to get it off your chest?"

"Yeah." He answered his friend.

"Well I have to tell you something, that I know you are going to take hard."

"What is it Marron?"

"Did Pan tell you anything recently…………anything at all? Has she been acting strange?"

He frowned. "She didn't tell me anything. But she's been different for about 3 months. Why?"

"Pan is pregnant."

There it was. It hit him like a tone of bricks. His Pan was pregnant. Was that why, the woman attacked her. Because she could somehow sense it…..It's ki? Who knew. But if his Pan was carrying only one child, why did wouldn't she attack the stronger ki reading. Gogeta and Vegetto together would have been a lot stronger….Unless……."What was it?"

Marron looked confused. "Huh?"

"The baby. Was it a boy or a girl?"

Marron raised an eyebrow at him, and placed her hands on her womanly hips. "The baby IS a girl. And how dare you even think that I would not save them both! Hello! If you thought I'd just let it die you do not know Marron Ubuu Chestnut!"

He ignored her lecturing about who she was, and walked right passed her into his wife's room. As soon as he entered he shut the door and locked it, making sure no one disturbed Pan.

When He laid his eyes on her, be felt sick with nausea. She looked pale and weak, Almost breakable.

When he approached her bed, her eyes opened, with a graceful fluttering.

"Trunks?" She asked in the dark, her voice barely audible. "Are you there?"

He placed his warm, moist lips over her cold, dry ones. "Don't talk, Pan."

"I'm sorry Trunks, my love………..I should have told you." She began to cry into the darkness.

"No, Pan." He said kissing her tears away with soft pecks. "It's my fault. I didn't pay close enough attention to you…..If I did I would have been able to tell………And I could have looked after you better."

"Oh Trunks."

The two lovers caught each other in a warm embrace, and fell asleep clung to each other for fear that they would lose each other.

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"Go-Chan?"

"Hmmm….?" The young teenager turned around to see her aunt approaching her. "Hi aunt Bra."

"How long have you 2 been out here?"

Go-Chan looked the sleeping form of her brother. "I've been here since I took off, as for Vegetto, he joined me here as soon as Marron kicked him out of Mom's room."

"I see." She brushed a few strands of lavender hair from his brow. "He must have been tired. He's out cold."

Go-Chan nodded. "He cried himself to sleep. He worries so much about mom. It's almost like he father's her."

The two sat in silence and star gazed. A shooting star passed over head.

"Did you make a wish?" Go-chan asked her aunt.

"Yeah…." She answered. "I miss your uncle, a lot. Every time I see my younger self with the younger him……….. I want to break down." She cleared her throat. "What did you wish for?"

Go-chan lowered her head. "Nothing."

'Don't worry. He IS proud of you.' FBra told her through telepathy. 'Why didn't you want to tell me about it?'

'I feel so………so………..unwanted, like an odd sock.' Go-Chan answered back, also using the telepathic abilities she had acquired.

'Hmmm……….Hey do you think we could talk normally, like through our mouths?'

"Sure." Go-chan answered her, with a smile.

"Good. Now why do you think he doesn't like you or, as you say, thinks of you as an odd sock.?"

Go-Chan shrugged her shoulders. "Because I'm a girl."

"You know what?" FBra asked, while placing an arm around her niece's neck.

"What?"

She smiled at the young woman. "The day you and Ve-Chan were born, your grandfather told everyone that you would be, what he called the 'Ultimate Warrior Princess'. You would grow to be skilled, both in fighting, and in mind, and beautiful as can be. I remember the time I walked in to yours and Golynn's bedroom to put your cousin to bed. Your grandpa was singing to you, to put you to sleep. And before he left he kissed you on the forehead and said 'Good night my little saiyan Princess'. That's when I knew his soft spot in his heart, had grown and extra size. Not only were your mother and I his little pets, but you had weaned your way in, so we were 2nd best."

"Yeah right." Go-Chan retorted rudely. "He was probably saying it was a pity that I wasn't a male, therefor, as his grand-brat, I would have been worth something. I'm sure if you said 'Pick one, any one' Between me and Ve-Chan, my brother would have won by a head."

FBra chuckled. "Actually, he thought Vegetto was a poor excuse of a living being. His exact wording:" She stood up, crossed her arms and turned her face as stony as Vegeta's. She began to imitate him. "'Pathetic brat! It is an insult to me! It has my face, and Kakarott's hair. Not to mention that feminine colour he inherited from his father. A genuine human.' Boy did your mom let him have it!"

Go-Chan laughed at that mental image.

"Better?"

"Yeah. Thanks aunt Bra."

"Don't mention it." She turned around and attempted to lift Ve-Chan to carry him to bed, but was failing miserably. "And as a returned favor, you can help me bring your two toned brother to bed."

Go-Chan lifted her brother carefully over her shoulder and entered the house.

With all of the grief and unsuitability of emotions settled, the group fell into the land of nod.

The end of Chapter 5:Father, Daugher disappointments
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