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 7

~~~~* Pan's POV~~~~

We all went back in the house. Soon after Trunks was escorted off the property happily by my father and Vegeta. I'm sure they probably used unnecessary force but I couldn't bring myself to mind. Bulma also had use for the security part of her new invention, and set it to keep Trunks out.

I felt extremely nervous in front of everyone, now that they new what had happened, but they did everything to alleviate my worries. In fact, it almost felt as if I was being smothered in their love. Soon, though everyone started to go home, the party mood definitely gone.

My parents decided it was time to leave, but I asked if it was okay if I stayed there. I could tell at first they wanted to say no, they would prefer me safe at home. But finally they conceded and let me stay.

Soon everyone had left or gone to bed leaving only me and the Saiyan Prince. He stood in the corner of the room, his arms crossed staring at him. For a few minutes I just stared back at him. Finally I walked over to him, "We need to talk."

Vegeta just nodded at me and led me to his room where it would be private. I was unsure where to go after that. "How do you feel about me?" He just quirked a brow at me. Then the next thing I new I was in his arms, his mouth devouring mine, invoking passion that I had never experienced before. I wanted to give into it, but I still needed to hear the words. I was sure that he loved me, it was like I could feel it, but a part of me had to hear him say it to me.

I pulled away and repeated my question. He pulled me back and growled low in his throat. "Can't you tell." I just looked at him, my eyes pleading with him. "Onegai? (Please)"

Finally he gave in, "Aishiteru, Pan." He said it softly and hesitantly as if he hadn't said it to anyone in a long time, if ever.

"Aishiteru, Vegeta-kun." This time when are lips met, it was more gentle, the passion still their but controlled now. I shivered from the delicious feelings coursing through my body and my knees began to feel weak. He pressed butterfly kisses down my neck, but then pulled back and looked into me eyes.

"Are you sure about his? It can't be undone. You'll be part of me, and I'll be part of you." I looked it his eyes and for once could see the emotions there. They held a hint of vulnerability that I had never expected the Saiyan Prince to show, but they also held love.

"Hai." I whispered softly. He then bit down on my neck, causing a brief moment of pain, followed by a staggering amount of pleasure. I returned the favor, and felt a rush go through me. I could feel his emotions, could see his memories. I saw what shaped him, what made him act the way he acted. I saw the pain he had felt and the pain he had caused. And loved him all the more for it and knew that he felt the same for me. He was part of me now, and I was part of him. Two halves making a whole.

The End

Does anyone else think that it's weird that I waited until the last chapter to add Japanese. I do. For some reason it's more believable to have Veggie-chan say 'Aishiteru' than 'I love you.' even though they mean the same thing. I must have a complex. ^^ Does anyone else feel this way? I thought of doing a short sequel, but I wouldn't count on it. Thanks to all the people that reviewed!!