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DragonBall Dilemma
Chapter 3
They all sat down to hear what the two mysterious people had to say.
"All right, that vehicle in the lab is actually a time machine. Pan and I are time travelers. We're from the future and we need to repair the time machine, so we can go home," explained Trunks.
"Well, why did you bring it to me? Did my dad build it in the future or something?" asked Bulma.
"Actually you did," replied Trunks.
"Wow, you mean in the future I actually build a time machine. Well what can I say, it's not everyday you find brains and beauty wrapped into the same package," boasted Bulma. The others simply rolled their eyes. Talk about arrogance.
"Okay brats, why don't you tell us who you really are?" spat Vegeta.
"We can't reveal our real identities, because it will disrupt the timeline even more than we already have," said Trunks.
"Feh, I think I know who you are," said Vegeta. Trunks and Pan visibly tensed. Vegeta's saiyan instincts had discovered them.
"You are half-breeds from the future. I can smell a saiyan bond a mile away," said Vegeta. Trunks and Pan were speechless.
"I think I can also guess your lineage, because of your coloring. Who would have thought that me, the prince of all saiyans, would father a half-breed human looking son. And you girl, must be the daughter of that low-class idiot.
"Actually, I'm his granddaughter. My father isn't born yet, and he was very young when he fathered me," said Pan.
**I can't believe he figured it out,** Pan told Trunks.
**Yeah, this day has really sucked,** Trunks replied.
**That's the understatement of the century,** Pan told him in a salty tone.
"What are you saying Vegeta? He's your son from the future?" asked Bulma who was very confused.
"And yours baka," he replied.
"OUR son!" she exclaimed.
Yamcha silently seethed. He liked Bulma, but he didn't like Vegeta or this Toran guy.
"Okay brats, what are your real names?" Vegeta asked rudely.
"Well, her name really is Pan and mine is Trunks," said Trunks.
"Pathetic names for saiyans," spat Vegeta.
"Oh pipe down monkey boy," replied Bulma.
'How dare she speak to the prince of all saiyans in such a manner. I should blast her. But what is holding me back from obliterating this entire planet. Nothing has ever stood in my way, why her?' Vegeta thought to himself.
"Well, I'll take a look at the time machine and I'll have my dad check it out too. But until then, you two are welcome to stay here as long as you want," said Bulma.
"Thank you Bulma," replied Pan.
~*~*~*~*~*~
"My lord, we do not know where the prince has gone. He just disappeared," Nappa told the white-horned alien.
"Just disappeared huh? Stupid monkeys! Find the prince or I'll let Zarbon here use you're sorry tails for target practice!" yelled Frieza.
"Yes lord Frieza," replied Radditz as he and Nappa exited Frieza's chambers.
"How the hell are we supposed to find Vegeta!" spat Nappa.
"Calm down Nappa. We will find the prince. Let's go visit some of the scientists. They may know how to locate him," said Radditz. Nappa followed. The scientists worked diligently trying to locate the prince. A few days later, the scientists presented their report to Nappa and Radditz.
"Sir, we have scanned the universe for the princes' signature and we were finally able to locate him. Prince Vegeta is on a planet called Earth. But we do not understand how the prince got there. Earth is nearly a year's travel from here," the scientist said.
"Earth is where my baby brother Kakarot was sent. Looks like we need to prepare for a trip to earth," said Radditz darkly.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Bulma and doctor Briefs worked on the time machine. Progress was slow, but the time machine would be repaired.
Trunks sat on the roof of CC. Pan hovered up and sat down next to him.
"Are you okay Trunks?" asked Pan.
"Yea, I just hope mom isn't worrying too much," he replied.
"She'll be fine Trunks, and we can explain everything to her when we get home," said Pan. Trunks smiled and wrapped his arms around her. She leaned her head on his chest and breathed in his scent. They kissed passionately underneath the stars and enjoyed the simple touch and feel of the other.
Vegeta looked up at them.
'Well at least my lineage will be carried on and with a saiyan female' he thought. Mentally he growled.
'What the hell am I thinking?! I am not staying here with this woman. I am the prince of all saiyans! But I do have my freedom from Frieza on this planet. Arrgh.. stupid emotions! Why the hell do I feel something for that stupid girl! I need to train. Punching things always relieve stress' Vegeta thought to himself.
Meanwhile, during this time, Goku had been training with Master Roshi. A boy named Krillin had also been taken as a student and he and Goku were becoming companions. No one really seemed surprised that Goku was an alien. It basically explained why he was so different from others. Goku and Krillin were training for the World Martial Arts Tournament that was coming up in a few months. Master Roshi's training consisted of many unusual things such as finding Roshi women, delivering milk, working in construction sites, and finding a specific rock. Although these were rather obscure, Master Roshi did teach the boys what he knew about martial arts.
Vegeta trained daily as usual(some things will never change.) Bulma built a chamber that could manipulate gravity for Vegeta. Trunks had suggested it. Vegeta was up to fifty times normal gravity(I know that seems weak, but remember Veggie-pants is only sixteen here). After another grueling workout, Vegeta came out grumbling and hollering for food.
"Girl I hungry!" he yelled.
"So go to kitchen and fix yourself something to eat," said Bulma.
"I am a prince! I do not cook for myself!" yelled Vegeta.
"OH! Well pardon me your highness! Give me a sec and I'll roll out the red carpet! We wouldn't want your princely feet to get dirty now would we?" mocked Bulma.
"GRRRRR....." growled Vegeta as he stomped out of her lab.
"I'll find someone else to cook for me. Your cooking tastes like rat poison anyway!" he yelled back. Vegeta stomped into the living room, where he saw Trunks and Pan sitting on the couch.
"Brat! Fix me something to eat!" he yelled at Pan.
"Vegeta, all you have to do is turn the cooker bots on. Besides, I don't think you want to eat my cooking. I'm not related to Bulma, but I took after her in the cooking department," said Pan. Trunks nodded his head in response, only to get swatted by his future mate. Pan turned the cooking robots on and they began to prepare a meal.
"Hey Pan, wanna go spar in the gravity room?" asked Trunks.
"Sure, we might as well while it's not occupied," replied Pan as they headed off for the chamber.
Trunks tossed a burning attack at Pan, who countered with a kamehameha. Pan launched herself at Trunks and gave him an uppercut to his jaw. Trunks flipped over and elbowed her in the stomach. She fell back, but recovered quickly and launched at her opponent again with a fury of punches.
Vegeta finished his enormous meal quickly. He remembered that the brats were using the gravity chamber. He smirked to himself. A perfect opportunity to see the extent of the brats' power. They were hiding their power and he knew it. He quietly padded towards the gravity chamber and began to silently watch through the glass.
Trunks punched Pan back. She flipped over and landed. She smirked at him and he smirked back.
"Shall we spar as super saiyans?" she asked.
"Good idea," replied Trunks with a smile as his hair turned gold and his eyes emerald. Pan also transformed. Her hair turning a wavy silver, and her eyes emerald to match his.
Vegeta gasped in amazement.
"WHAT!? Are they... no they can't be. There hasn't been a super saiyan in three thousand years. But he is the future prince. But she is just a third class weakling. How could these half-breeds be super saiyans? So you don't have to be pure blooded. Maybe mating with humans could be beneficial. Grrr.... Here I go again, what the hell is wrong with me?! Then again, maybe the saiyan race isn't doomed after all," he said to himself.
Vegeta busted into the gravity room and fell to his knees. The gravity was horrible. He managed to glance at the controls.
'400?! How are they withstanding this? How could they be this strong?' he asked himself.
"All right! Tell me now! How the hell are you two super saiyans? No one has reached super saiyan in over three thousand years, and you are both half-breeds!" screamed Vegeta.
"Okay Vegeta, but it's kind of a long story," said Trunks.
**Man Trunks, now he knows we're super saiyans too,** Pan told him
**I know Pan, but knowing my father, he probably already sensed we were stronger than we were letting on,** Trunks told her. Pan agreed and followed him out of the gravity chamber.
Trunks and Pan proceeded to tell Vegeta about their past and how each of them had become a super saiyan. Trunks had become one when Gohan had died and Pan when Cell had killed Trunks just recently. Vegeta listened, but didn't concern himself with their emotions. He couldn't understand how such powerful warriors had such weak emotions. Yet they were the super saiyans. Everything about this planet was conflicting with everything Vegeta had been taught and it frustrated him to no end.
After Pan and Trunks had told Vegeta about their past, he stormed off to train.
"That was nerve racking. I could go for a fly," said Pan. Trunks smiled and swooped her up and took off.
"Trunks, I can fly you know," she said.
"I know, but I like it this way," he replied. She smiled and snuggled closer to his chest.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Nappa and Radditz were about a third of the way to earth.
"Hey Nappa, let's stop and stretch our muscles and maybe have a little fun. That tiny planet looks like a nice specimen," smirked Radditz. Nappa agreed and the two saiyans landed on the tiny planet.
A few hours later, Nappa and Radditz hovered above the tiny planet they had visited. With a blast from each, the tiny planet and its people were no more. Nappa and Radditz resumed their course to earth. They would arrive on earth in approximately eight months.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Vegeta finished training and left the gravity room for the night.
Bulma decided to call it a night. The time capsule was coming along nicely. She shut the computer off and turned out the lights. She walked out to the kitchen to get a snack. She found Vegeta in the kitchen trying to figure out how to work the cooker bots.
"Girl, how do you work these damn things?" spat Vegeta. Bulma rolled her eyes, pressed a few buttons on the robot's console, and the robot went to work. Bulma expected a thank you, but only got a "humph" from him.
"What's your deal, aren't you going to even say thank you?" she asked.
"The saiyan prince pays regard to no one," said Vegeta.
"Well fine, Mr. Macho. I'm just glad that our son from the future seems to have some manners. That he obviously didn't learn from you," replied Bulma.
"Humph, I don't know how you and I end up having a child, when I can't even stand you," spat Vegeta. Bulma scowled, but for some reason, his insult seemed empty. Almost as if he didn't really mean it. Was he actually telling her the opposite? Bulma decided if they were to get anywhere in this relationship, she would have to be the bold one. Bulma walked up to him. She was so close that Vegeta could feel the heat of her body behind him. He turned around, only to feel her warm lips planted on his own. Time seemed to stop around them. Bulma broke the kiss, smiled at him, and padded quietly upstairs for the night. Vegeta stood stiff. He was unable to move. His breath was caught in his throat. These emotions were something he just couldn't quite grasp the concept of. Her lips were so warm, her body was so warm. But saiyans weren't supposed to have emotions. Yet it puzzled him to no end. These emotional demi-saiyans seemed to have a well of power at their very will, yet his pure, royal saiyan blood couldn't surpass their power. Were something as foolish as emotions be the key to their power? He didn't know. He was, to say the least, confused. He sighed heavily and decided to call it a night. He was asleep the minute his head touched the pillow.
(PLEASE READ) AN: There it is! What do you think? Veggie is confused, or is he in love? And where did Trunks and Pan romantically fly off to? I need the reader's input on this one. Do you guys want a T/P lemon???? Please review and tell me. And for all you B/V fans the future has potential. Please review and give me your input. When I get enough results, you shall receive the fourth chapter. Bye Bye for now!