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A/N: Okay, Artifex Epistulae, I took your dare and wrote this chapter, even faster than you wanted! But I hope that you'll let me now write the next chapter of The Treasure of Power, which I had already started, but then I read your dare and had to write this chapter.
BTW thank you guys soooo much for your reviews and I know that you all hate me for the last chapter, but that won't stop me from being evil in the future… *evilsmirk*
@ Spectro Chan: Yes, Takeo will appear soon, maybe another two or three chapters… If he does mess things up with Pan and Trunks, well… I WON'T TELL YOU!!! You just have to wait and, well, read…
Just for your information. Due to fanfiction.net changes in the rating area I took the lemon part of this chapter out!
Chapter 13: Full moon
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Nervously Pan paced in her living room, her arms wrapped around herself, occasionally glancing out of her windows every few minutes. The sun already began to set and was nearing the point to disappear at the horizon with every passing minute. Her whole body was tense. It wouldn't take long and the moon came up. And Trunks still wasn't there. She had to get over with this before the moon rose. She had to tell him before… something happened.
She had no real idea what would happen when the full moon was up, how her body would react. Would she just act after her instincts or would she be able to keep a cool head and maybe prevent this from happening? No, she couldn't prevent it. According to what Vegeta had told her, the mating would be inevitable. At least she hoped that she wouldn't just be driven by her instincts, but also by the love she felt for him.
Did he even know what would most likely happen tonight? Pan asked herself. No, probably not. She didn't think that he understood what exactly was going on between them. Hell, even she didn't understand everything, even though she knew what was going on. Maybe Vegeta talked to him. No, he had promised her not to tell anyone. And she knew for sure that Vegeta always keeps his promises.
Pan sat down on her couch and wiped her sweaty palms in her dress. It was the same sky-blue dress she already wore on their first date. She ran her hand through her hair and took a few ragged breaths, trying to calm down. But in vain. She got up again and went out on her balcony. Just a few more minutes and the sun would be gone, replaced by the moon. If she wasn't human, Pan could've sworn that she was in heat or something like that. But, wait a minute. She wasn't completely human. A part of her was Saiyajin. Could a Saiyajin female go into heat? Maybe she should have asked Vegeta, as she still had time to do that. But now it was too late. She just hoped that Trunks would arrive in time.
"Damn it, Trunks… Where are you?" she muttered under her breath, when the last glimpse of the sun disappeared at the horizon.
"Hey! Already waiting for me?" she suddenly heard a husky voice on her left.
Startled, she let out a small scream and turned around, just to come to face Trunks. He was floating on the other side of the railing, holding a bottle in his hands.
He climbed over the railing and softly landed next to her. "I'm sorry that I scared you. I thought flying up here would be faster, since I wanted to watch the sunset with you, but I guess I'm too late."
Yeah, Trunks, you're too late… Pan thought, taking a quick glance at the now faster darkening sky. She felt the urge to be near him, with him, growing with every passing moment.
"I really wanted to come sooner, but mom held me up," he told her. "You should have seen her. She wanted to throw a party for me, but I told her that I had a date with you. Well, and now, here I am, complete with some champagne to celebrate my success with the person, who helped me over all those days and who I love dearly." Not paying attention to why she didn't say a world the whole time, he leaned down kissed her. It began as a soft kiss, but soon developed into something more passionate.
They first broke apart as both were in desperate need of air. Don't look into his eyes, don't look into his eyes, Pan chanted to herself, as she recovered from the intense feelings this kiss alone had caused in her. "Trunks," she finally managed to choke out, avoiding his gaze. "I have to talk to you…"
He gently stroked her cheek. "Okay, but first, let's go inside. It's kind of getting cold here, don't you think?" Without waiting for an answer, he put his arm around her shoulder and led her inside, where she sat down on the couch and Trunks put the bottle of champagne on the table. "Wait a minute, I just get two glasses and after we drank to the deal, you can tell me what's so important." He kissed her on the forehead and disappeared in her small kitchen.
Pan closed her eyes, trying to concentrate on what she wanted to tell him. A quick glance outside told her that there were already some stars up. She wished she could look out of the other side of the building to see how high the moon stood. But maybe this idea wouldn't be that good. She could hear Trunks rummaging in the kitchen for glasses and soon heard the noise of something breaking on the kitchen floor. She wondered, if Trunks was as unfocused as she was.
What was it she wanted to tell him? Pan shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts. She had to tell him the truth about her.
A short time later Trunks came back with two champagne glasses. He put them on the table and after he opened the bottle, he poured some of its content into the glasses. He took them, sitting down next to her on the couch and gave her one glass. "A toast to my personal assistant, the most beautiful and breathtaking woman on this planet, without whom I probably would have never managed to make this important deal. To the woman who had captured my heart with one single dance. To Pia Shen, who I love more than anything else in this world." They clinked glasses and after both drank a bit, Trunks put his glass back on the table. He moved closer to Pan and gave her a small kiss. "So, and what was it you wanted to talk to me about?" he asked, their noses just a few inches away from each other.
"Trunks, I…" she started, but suddenly stopped, not knowing what to say anymore. She knew there was something important she had to tell him, but being so near to him, being able to inhale his manly scent was driving her wild. The only thoughts that were running through her mind were that she wanted him. That she needed him. That she loved him. "I love you Trunks…" Pan finally said and their lips met again in a passionate kiss.
Trunks didn't know what suddenly was happening to him. Okay, it didn't come that sudden. The whole day he had felt kind of nervous and edgy, but put it back on the deal. But now he knew that he had felt this way because of this woman. Right at that moment she had not just captured his heart, but also his mind and his soul. He didn't care anymore what she wanted to tell him. As he heard that she said that she loved him it just proved him what he already knew in every fiber of his body. Her sweet scent intoxicated and he felt himself hardening. Trunks began to place butterfly kisses on her forehead, her nose, her lips and traveled downwards to her neck. He gently stroke the spaghetti straps down her arms and continued his trail down to her breasts. He wanted to remove the clothes further, but Pan's hand stopped him.
"Not here," she moaned under his kisses. "Bedroom," was the only thing she managed to say.
Without saying a word Trunks obeyed and picked his loved one up, carrying her to the room in the back of her apartment.
Both were covered in sweat and panting hard, both trying to catch their breaths. Trunks lazily stroke her damp hair down her back, as she cuddled up next to him, burying her head in his neck and licking the small trail of blood, where she had left her bite mark in his skin.
"I love you Trunks…" she said barely above a whisper.
"I love you, too, Pia…" Trunks answered and kissed her on her head. He put his arms around her and pulled her closer, not wanting to let her go. Soon, he noticed how her breath deepened and finally allowed his exhausted eyes to close and follow her into sleep.
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I know that you still hate me, because Pan still hasn't told Trunks about herself… Well, I guess there'll probably be many more things you'll hate me for in the future…
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