DISCLAIMER: DON'T OWN DRAGONBALL/DBZ/DBGT OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY.
WARNING: Before I start I have to say that I love ALL the characters in DB/DBZ/GT and anything you might think as insulting or OOC for them is just for the sake of the story. I know that some of this story is VERY damaging to at least one character but I don't want to reveal who for the sake of the plot line. Also, I want you to know straight out that this is V/P (VEGETA AND PAN). If you can't handle that then don't read it. If after all this you still flame or complain, I'll just assume you're extremely stupid and ignore you. Thanks.
Chapter 3
~~~~* Pan's POV~~~~
I had always thought that achieving Super Saiyan would be the ultimate goal for me, but now that I had finally reached it, it wasn't enough. There was no way I was done there, I was not going to just settle for that. I had a lot of rage and pain that still needed to be harnessed. I clung to it, welcoming it, forcing myself to remember every single slight that had ever been done to me. All the insults, the jokes at my expense. From the trivial things to the pain that would make a lesser person crumple, I drew it to me and as I did I felt my power grow. I brought it all forward until there was nothing left and I was hollow inside. The last thing I was aware of before everything turned black was the tears running down my face.
~~~~* 3rd person POV~~~~
Vegeta rushed forward as she fell to the ground, managing to catch Pan the second before she hit the ground. He couldn't believe it, the power in the brat was astonishing. He had known that she was powerful but had had no idea. But that wasn't the most shocking thing. The look on her face as she was screaming was so inconsolable, her beautiful face streaming with tears, it was soul rending. Not to mention her scream, the pure anguish had caused the hairs on the back of his neck to stand on end. What on earth could have happened to cause so much pain to someone so young.
He picked her up and carried her into CC, to the regeneration tanks. It would help with the physical damage, the emotional damage, however, was beyond his control.
He removed her training gi and hooked her up to the machine. The machine filled with liquid and her body floated up and her hair floated around her. With one last look he reluctantly turned and left the room.
~~~~* Pan's POV~~~~
I awoke to a faint beeping in my ears, and the feel of liquid draining from my body. It took me a second to get reoriented with where I was. When I finally realized I was in the Regeneration tank I couldn't help but wonder what had happened. The last thing I remember was Vegeta really pissing me off but that wasn't anything new. The Saiyan Prince really knew how to push my buttons.
I stepped out of the tank and couldn't help but groan . Although it had healed my wounds, my whole body was stiff and sore. I looked around and saw that no one was around, which in a way was a relief since I new I was looking less than my best. I saw my gi was sitting on the table and put it back on, refusing to think about who would have had to of taken it off in the first place.
I felt sticky from the RT so I went to Bra's to see if I could borrow some clothes to take a shower. When I got to her room, I saw that the door was open. Bra was inside typing away on her computer and muttering swear words every once in awhile. I knocked lightly on the door and she spun around.
"Pan, thank god your here!" I wasn't quite sure what I was supposed to say to that enthusiastic response. "You have to stay the night so you can help me with my computers homework." Now I understood why she was so enthusiastic about me being here. It was a little known fact that I was a whiz with computers, and since Bulma wasn't around, she turned to me for support. Someone might wonder why someone as computer illiterate as Bra would take a computers class in college but I knew that she was working on a masters in business management and economics. I don't think very many people knew this, but I think Bra wants to be president of CC. I know that her mother had never even considered her for the job, instead just pushing Trunks into it as soon as he graduated. And even though I really didn't think it was a good idea to stay under the same roof with him, I couldn't let my best friend down.
"Sure," I told her. "Hey, do you have some clothes I can borrow so I can take a quick shower?" That's when she noticed my state.
"What happened to you?' She asked while going to her closet to look for an outfit for Pan. She held up a red leather mini skirt and discarded it and went back to rummaging through the mounds of clothes.
"I just got out of the RT. I think your dad must have beat the shit out of me or something because I can't really remember anything after he pissed me off.' Bra smirked at that and I went over and reached in and grabbed a pair of black hip huggers and a red shirt that said 'Sponge Bob Nudy Pants" on it and a picture of the character without any pants on the front. I loved that shirt, which might have something to do with the reason I gave it to her.
"Be back in a few," I said and took off to the bathroom.
After I was finished showered and had changed into the fresh clothes I went to find Bra because she was no longer in her room. Luckily, there was no sign of him as I wondered down the halls of the vast CC.
I finally made my way down there and found myself in the kitchen and to my delight I saw Vegeta in there, get this, cooking! The prince of all Saiyans, was wearing a frilly pink apron, and stirring a huge pot of what appeared to be spaghetti sauce. Behind it was a big pot of boiling water. The site was just a little to much for me and I fell over laughing my head off. At my sudden outbreak of laughter the Prince swirled around and growled at me, "And what exactly is your problem!"
"Not… haha.. Nothi…hahaha… Nothing." I finally managed to get out, "You just look so domestic and cute!" I had to clutch my sides at the pain of laughing so hard. He looked away for a second and if it was anyone else I would have sworn he was blushing. "Shut up." He hissed at me. My laughter eventually died down to only a few giggles every now and again and I managed to pry myself back off the floor.
"Get out of my kitchen, Onna!" Though normally this would have sent me off into more peels of laughter, it was the fact that he had called me woman that brought me up short. In all the years I've known Vegeta he has never called me by anything other than brat. I wondered what had changed, what had made him suddenly realize that I was no longer a child and actually acknowledge me as a woman? "Vegeta." I looked at him searchingly for the answers. He gazed back at me and I thought I saw something in his gaze. Unconsciously, I stepped towards him and he did the same until there was hardly any space left between us. He leaned towards me and…
Nothing happened because Bra's chipper voice came from behind us, "What's up?"
We sprang apart and she just smiled at us innocently.
"Nothing," I replied guiltily, sure that I was bright red. "I was looking for you." If anything her smile just got more innocent.
"Oh, what for." She asked, this whole time Vegeta just stood there and smirked, not doing anything to ease my embarrassment. I really wanted to strangle him sometimes.
"I have to run home and grab my clothes and pick up my car." I told her, backing out the door, my face still red.
"Do you want me to come with you?" She asked me, the laughter apparent in her voice now. I knew that she would use this as an opportunity to grill me about the scene she had interrupted and at that time I had no idea what was going on myself so I declined. With a quick good-bye I took off out the window and headed home.
Did I like Vegeta like that? I guess it went without saying if you considered the fact that if Bra had walked in just a few minutes later she would of found us making out. 'Bra!', I thought to myself in panic. 'This is her father! My best friends father! And what about Bulma?' Well actually I think Bulma wouldn't have a problem with it at all. Currently she was away on vacation with a handsome young CEO and they seemed very happy together. But what about Trunks. That thought I pushed out of my head, I wouldn't even allow myself to think about him.
I arrived at my house and threw some clothes in a bag and wrote my parents a note since they weren't home again. I then went out to the garage and pulled out my car. It was a black convertible that I absolutely adored. I saved up forever to buy it, but when I drove it I knew it was worth every penny.
I got behind the wheel and took off towards CC with the top down blaring my Linkin Park CD. I arrived and went in, not bothering to knock since they were expecting me. I had barely gotten in the door when I saw Trunks and a girl locked in a passionate embrace. The site brought me up short, and then I realized who that girl was. Marron. I wanted to yell at her to stay away from him but resisted. Unconsciously, my ki soared but I quickly repressed it before they noticed, to rapped up in each other to pay any attention to their surroundings.
I spun around and got into my car and took off out of the driveway, memories creeping up. I pressed my foot down on the accelerator, all I could think was that I had to get away from all the pain. The speedometer steadily crept up as I went faster and faster passing cars and ignoring the howl of horns blaring. The words of 'In The End' blared from the speakers but all I could hear was his mocking laughter from the memories in my head.
I didn't see the huge truck until it was to late. I tried to swerve but that only caused me to spin out of control. My last conscious memory was flying through the air and the worst pain I had ever experienced. Then there was nothing.
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