A/N: Hello! This story is *not* planned out, I am just writing
it off the top of my head. So it may not end out very well. All
I ask is that you R&R, and please don't flame me!
Thank you for all the wonderful reviews! :oD Oh yes, and to answer your earlier question, Saiyan Serpent: I'm using Mirai Trunk's looks (^-^), attitude, and so forth.
Yay! I got this chapter up kinda fast... Hopefully I won't slack off anymore... x_x
Oh, and please visit my new site, Mirai Prince! The title... doesn't it sound familiar? ::foot taps the ground impatiently as crickets chirp in the night:: Duh! It's talking about Mirai Trunks! You know, the Prince?... Okay, so maybe Vegeta's the Prince, but hey... Vegeta should be the king, and Trunks should be the prince... ::keeps on babbling:: Anyways, visit it at... http://miraiprince.vze.com . Who knows? You might just learn something there! (Yeah right. o.O;)
"..." = talking
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*...* = emphasis
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any of it's characters. Only the ones I make up, like Emos. I do not make any money off this fic.
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Love Knows No Bounds
Chapter 3: "Ready for Escape"
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Pan sat on her bed, wondering. That slave of hers would be very useful... for her 'pleasure.' She didn't think much about Emos, but her slave was on her mind every single day since he came a week earlier. Pan had done nothing with Emos, though she made quite a few gestures to her slave, who didn't respond back. She decided tonight would be the night with her slave. She was a virgin; but since she was 25, her Saiya-jin instincts were telling her to mate, and she was three times more horny than she was when she was 24. Her new slave didn't help much either. His strong muscular build, his light lavender hair, his intense cerulean eyes... Pan had to wonder why she had waited until now to 'play' with him. Both men (Trunks and Emos) had stayed in their rooms, only coming out to eat and go to the bathroom. They had no training-- yet. Pan was sure her lavender-haired slave would need no training for now.
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Trunks had tried to get in touch with his mother, but the guards wouldn't let the 'slave' do anything. He was sitting on the bed. It had been a week since he arrived at the palace and the princess hadn't wanted anything to do with him. He sighed. I'm doing nothing here... making nothing out of my life. Mother wasn't joking when she wanted me to mate with the princess. But I couldn't do such a thing. I'm a low-life slave... He shuddered. Maybe when my mother said 'slave' she meant... a slave for 'entertainment'? It can't be... But it made sense. No... I'm *not* going to have sex with the princess... I'm her personal slave... not a sex slave.
A guard knocked on his door and came in. Slaves did not have right of speech. The guard bowed, and spoke. "The princess wishes you to go to her quarters tonight after dinner."
Trunks nodded, and the guard left. Her quarters?! I hope this doesn't mean what I think it means...
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Emos was pacing around in his room. I am the princess' mate! Me! Emos Najoh! *I* am going to be the future king of Planet Son! He smiled with pride. I've been here this whole week, and the princess hasn't called me for anything yet. He frowned. How long will I, the future ruler of Planet Son, have to be cooped up in this tiny room?!
Emos Najoh came from a poor family, but he always took pride in his Saiya-jin heritage. The strongest race in the galaxy could overcome anything... or so he thought. Now that he knew his future, he was even more self-absorbed and was too prideful for anyone (sound like Vegeta?).
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Pan smiled. Soon, that half Saiya-jin will be here tonight in this very room... making love to me. She shuddered with excitement. She could hardly wait. She had never seen a man naked, and didn't know anything about sexual intercourse. Maybe that was why she was so drawn to him. Besides the fact she was now 25, maybe the human part drew her to attraction to her slave.
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Another knock greeted Trunks. In walked Goten-- I mean, Prince Goten. He stood in front of Trunks.
Goten cleared his throat. "Hello... Trunks."
Trunks nodded. "Goten."
"I hear the princess has called for you to come to her tonight."
Trunks nodded again.
"Does that mean... you and her...?"
"I hope not. I mean-- I'm willing to do whatever the princess wishes me to do."
Goten shook his head. "You're crazy. You know, you *will* be the father of that child. Not Emos Najoh."
"I know."
"Escape."
"What?"
"Escape from this place. If you don't want to do this, you don't have to. My father is living on Planet Earth, and he doesn't want anything to do with the Saiya-jins."
"But if I'm caught I'll surely be beheaded or worse!"
"But if you don't," Goten countered, "you'll be the father of my niece's son, her life-long mate, and the heir to the throne of Planet Son."
Trunks thought for a moment. Escaping sure sounded better than mating with the princess. He didn't actually like her, because of the fact she was like her father. "You're right," he admitted. "I *do* want to get out of here."
Goten clapped his hands. "All right! I've got a pod all set up for you. I'll distract the guards. You make your way toward the pod. It's already set up for heading to Planet Earth."
Trunks raised an eyebrow. "You had this all planned out?"
Goten laughed and clapped a hand on Trunks' back. "Of course! I need some excitement going on here! It's so boring!"
Trunks chuckled.
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A/N: Sorry this is such a short chapter... Looks like Trunks is planning an escape and Goten is helping too. If Trunks *does* make it to Earth safely, what will happen to his future as a human? Find out soon, and please R&R so I can tell if I want to continue or not! Arigatou, ja ne!
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E-mail: vanessapinay@yahoo.com
AIM: Azn Anime Z
Thank you for all the wonderful reviews! :oD Oh yes, and to answer your earlier question, Saiyan Serpent: I'm using Mirai Trunk's looks (^-^), attitude, and so forth.
Yay! I got this chapter up kinda fast... Hopefully I won't slack off anymore... x_x
Oh, and please visit my new site, Mirai Prince! The title... doesn't it sound familiar? ::foot taps the ground impatiently as crickets chirp in the night:: Duh! It's talking about Mirai Trunks! You know, the Prince?... Okay, so maybe Vegeta's the Prince, but hey... Vegeta should be the king, and Trunks should be the prince... ::keeps on babbling:: Anyways, visit it at... http://miraiprince.vze.com . Who knows? You might just learn something there! (Yeah right. o.O;)
"..." = talking
... = thinking
*...* = emphasis
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any of it's characters. Only the ones I make up, like Emos. I do not make any money off this fic.
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Love Knows No Bounds
Chapter 3: "Ready for Escape"
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Pan sat on her bed, wondering. That slave of hers would be very useful... for her 'pleasure.' She didn't think much about Emos, but her slave was on her mind every single day since he came a week earlier. Pan had done nothing with Emos, though she made quite a few gestures to her slave, who didn't respond back. She decided tonight would be the night with her slave. She was a virgin; but since she was 25, her Saiya-jin instincts were telling her to mate, and she was three times more horny than she was when she was 24. Her new slave didn't help much either. His strong muscular build, his light lavender hair, his intense cerulean eyes... Pan had to wonder why she had waited until now to 'play' with him. Both men (Trunks and Emos) had stayed in their rooms, only coming out to eat and go to the bathroom. They had no training-- yet. Pan was sure her lavender-haired slave would need no training for now.
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Trunks had tried to get in touch with his mother, but the guards wouldn't let the 'slave' do anything. He was sitting on the bed. It had been a week since he arrived at the palace and the princess hadn't wanted anything to do with him. He sighed. I'm doing nothing here... making nothing out of my life. Mother wasn't joking when she wanted me to mate with the princess. But I couldn't do such a thing. I'm a low-life slave... He shuddered. Maybe when my mother said 'slave' she meant... a slave for 'entertainment'? It can't be... But it made sense. No... I'm *not* going to have sex with the princess... I'm her personal slave... not a sex slave.
A guard knocked on his door and came in. Slaves did not have right of speech. The guard bowed, and spoke. "The princess wishes you to go to her quarters tonight after dinner."
Trunks nodded, and the guard left. Her quarters?! I hope this doesn't mean what I think it means...
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Emos was pacing around in his room. I am the princess' mate! Me! Emos Najoh! *I* am going to be the future king of Planet Son! He smiled with pride. I've been here this whole week, and the princess hasn't called me for anything yet. He frowned. How long will I, the future ruler of Planet Son, have to be cooped up in this tiny room?!
Emos Najoh came from a poor family, but he always took pride in his Saiya-jin heritage. The strongest race in the galaxy could overcome anything... or so he thought. Now that he knew his future, he was even more self-absorbed and was too prideful for anyone (sound like Vegeta?).
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Pan smiled. Soon, that half Saiya-jin will be here tonight in this very room... making love to me. She shuddered with excitement. She could hardly wait. She had never seen a man naked, and didn't know anything about sexual intercourse. Maybe that was why she was so drawn to him. Besides the fact she was now 25, maybe the human part drew her to attraction to her slave.
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Another knock greeted Trunks. In walked Goten-- I mean, Prince Goten. He stood in front of Trunks.
Goten cleared his throat. "Hello... Trunks."
Trunks nodded. "Goten."
"I hear the princess has called for you to come to her tonight."
Trunks nodded again.
"Does that mean... you and her...?"
"I hope not. I mean-- I'm willing to do whatever the princess wishes me to do."
Goten shook his head. "You're crazy. You know, you *will* be the father of that child. Not Emos Najoh."
"I know."
"Escape."
"What?"
"Escape from this place. If you don't want to do this, you don't have to. My father is living on Planet Earth, and he doesn't want anything to do with the Saiya-jins."
"But if I'm caught I'll surely be beheaded or worse!"
"But if you don't," Goten countered, "you'll be the father of my niece's son, her life-long mate, and the heir to the throne of Planet Son."
Trunks thought for a moment. Escaping sure sounded better than mating with the princess. He didn't actually like her, because of the fact she was like her father. "You're right," he admitted. "I *do* want to get out of here."
Goten clapped his hands. "All right! I've got a pod all set up for you. I'll distract the guards. You make your way toward the pod. It's already set up for heading to Planet Earth."
Trunks raised an eyebrow. "You had this all planned out?"
Goten laughed and clapped a hand on Trunks' back. "Of course! I need some excitement going on here! It's so boring!"
Trunks chuckled.
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A/N: Sorry this is such a short chapter... Looks like Trunks is planning an escape and Goten is helping too. If Trunks *does* make it to Earth safely, what will happen to his future as a human? Find out soon, and please R&R so I can tell if I want to continue or not! Arigatou, ja ne!
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E-mail: vanessapinay@yahoo.com
AIM: Azn Anime Z