Discoveries of Love
Chapter 10
*Please, wake up, Pan!*, Trunks thought desperately. He had only been sitting next to the regeneration tank, which held her, for about fifteen minutes, but it seemed like hours. She was breathing now and that brought him a little hope. Why did he have to let his anger get the best of him? His father had always told him not to get carried away in his emotions. Had he listened? No.
The machine beeped and Trunks was in front of it in less than a second. He pressed his hands to the glass and stared in expectantly.
"Patient stabilized.", the computerized tank voice reported. Trunks sighed and sat back down in his seat to wait some more. What would he do if she didn't make it? How would he go on? Trunks was worried about his mother and sister, too, for they loved Pan just as much as he did.
~*~
Shonlie charged at Goten out of pure hatred and anger. Goten crouched down and awaited Shonlie's next move. He hadn't really watched him fight, so he didn't have that good of an idea of what to expect. But he figured that just gave him more of a challenge.
Shonlie's fist shot out to punch Goten in the gut. It was easily blocked and counter-attacked by a swift kick to the side of the head. Shonlie was sent flying into the concrete-like wall. He jumped back up quickly and shot towards Goten again. When his opponent was a short distance in front of him, Goten shot a blast that seemed to have came out of nowhere. Shonlie saw it just in time and ducked. As he ducked, he was punched square across the jaw, shattering the bone. He groaned in pain and glared at Goten.
Goten yawned and patted his mouth mockingly. He thought he was going to have a challenge, but he could see now, that would not be the case. The only battle he had gone SSJ in was his exhibition match with Trunks. They both had and he knew that Trunks had enjoyed the awe-strucken looks of the crowd just as much as he had. He never realized how weak the rest of the population was compared to him and the rest of the royalty, save for Bulma. Goten knew that the queen was just as powerful in the sense that she could control the king in any way she desired.
Shonlie growled and threw a series of punches and kicks. Goten blocked them all easily and once he saw an opening, he punched out viciously. He crossed his arms over his chest as Shonlie fell to the ground, holding his stomach and coughing up alarming amounts of blood.
"Wow! Goten's not even trying!", Bra exclaimed. She had been rooting him on silently the whole fight.
Vegeta nodded. "Hn."
~*~
"Pan, I'm so sorry. Please, forgive me. I had no idea that you were Malo! Had I known...", he trailed off sadly. Trunks gazed at his lover as her hair floated around her in the water, angelically.
*Why did you blast me, Trunks? Don't you love me?*
Trunks's head shot up and stared into the tank. He shook his head. *She can't communicate with me while she's unconscious. It's just my guilty conscious.*, he assured himself grimly.
He heard the doors slide open and turned to glare at the intruder. How dare they intrude on his time of sadness?
Sansoir strode into the room quietly. She sat across from Trunks next to the tank.
"How is she, Prince?", she asked with real concern.
He gazed at her suspisciously. She didn't seem to want to start any trouble. He shook his head. "I don't know if she'll make it or not. She's stabilized now, but...", he trailed off.
She frowned. Then she smiled brightly. "I've got it!"
Trunks nearly jumped out of his skin at her outburst. He raised an eyebrow questioningly.
"If you'll trust me, I can help her.", Sansoir informed. She cocked her head and looked to the ceiling in thought. Trunks figured he didn't have anything to lose, so he decided to allow her to try. There wasn't anything more he, himself, could do to help her. He had a feeling Sansoir wouldn't try to hurt her. She was loyal to the throne.
Sansoir jumped over and trotted over to the controls.
"You know, it's funny. A lot of the scientists don't know this little trick.", she giggled to herself. Her fingers began flying across the control panel.
"Ok, now I just have to add some hidropoxie.", she murmured to herself. Trunks looked on with interest. She poured a little bit of the purple liquid into the regeneration tank and smirked to herself.
"It should only take about thirty minutes now.", she said and sat back down across from Trunks.
He was astonished. "How.. where did you learn that?"
She smiled. "Well, I used to watch Grandpa Bardock all the time when he'd work in the infirmary."
Trunks nodded. "I see. What did Radditz think of that?", he smirked, already knowing the answer.
"Oh, daddy didn't like it! He said I should've been out training. But, as you can see, I'm an elite and he's third-class, so I think I did pretty damn good about my training.", she bragged. Trunks chuckled and continued to stare in at his mate.
*If this "hidropoxie" works like she says it will, I really owe her one.*
~*~
Goten panted and wiped a trickle of blood away from his forehead. Shonlie had just knocked him halfway across the arena. He had lost the upperhand when he had been staring at Bra. No matter; Goten still had the advantage. He was stronger and had more power stored. He just had to summon it.
*If I power up just a little, I should be able to finish this.*
He stood up and began to power up. Shonlie sensed this and would not allow him to finish. He hammered him into the ground, literally. Goten lay semi-conscious in the crater. He was about to give up when he heard it.
*Come on, Goten!*
He forced his eyes open and gazed at Bra. She looked stoic and emotionless, just like her father. He wouldn't have been able to hear her voice from this far away. Only one conclusion: he heard her thoughts.
"Great, now I'm bonding with someone who treats me like shit.", he said to himself. He forced himself to stand up and growled in rage. He would not lose. He had to prove to everyone that he wasn't just some "third-class piece of shit."
He glared up at Shonlie and noticed he was preoccupied. Goten followed his gaze to Bra. He growled and began to power up. This might be his best chance, yet.
Once powered up as far as he saw needed, Goten disappeared and reappeared behind Shonlie and blasted him right in the back of the neck. He fell to the ground unconscious.
The crowd cheered and Vegeta arose from his throne. He strode towards Goten in a royal manner. He stopped a few feet in front of him and gazed down at him. Goten bowed his head and got down on one knee. Vegeta stared out at the crowd.
A fully-recovered Pan, Trunks, and Sansoir came running into the arena. They stopped by the thrones and looked down at the ground to Goten and Vegeta.
"I, King Vegeta of Vegetasei, hereby declare the raising of third-class warrior, Goten's, rank. I hereby declare that Goten is, from this day forward, an elite-class warrior of Vegetasei.", Vegeta boomed.
There were cheers of approval and Bra stood from her throne. She strutted down the stairs and floated over to Goten, arms crossed and looking very much like her father. She glared at Goten almost hatefully. He looked at her confused.
Bra tilted Goten's head and smirked. Then, she bit down into his neck. He exhaled in relief. She licked the wound and he took his turn. He bit down on her neck and lapped up her blood greedily.
The crowd broke out into screams and whistles.
"Yeah!", Trunks called out and Goten smirked.
~*~ Three days later...
Bra and Goten linked arms and lapped up the blood dripping from each other's wrists. Trunks and Pan did the same.
Bulma was crying on her throne and Vegeta was trying to shut her up.
The King's advisor announced, "I, the King's trusted advisor, hereby pronounce Princess Bra and Prince Goten, and Prince Trunks and Princess Pan lifemates."
The, once again, gathered crowd was silent. They were all awaiting what they all knew was to come.
Vegeta stood up from his throne and commanded his son to kneel down. He did so. Vegeta's hand began to glow with energy. He waved it in front of Trunks's face. The Prince gulped in anticipation.
"I, King Vegeta of Vegetasei, hereby pronounce Prince Trunks of Vegetasei the new King of Vegetasei. My son, do you agree to be a fair and just King? To lead your people well?", Vegeta recited.
"I will," Trunks responded.
Vegeta looked out to the crowd. "People of Vegetasei, do you swear loyalty to your new King, Trunks?"
They all were down on one knee with their right fist placed over their heart in an instant. "We do. ALL HAIL KING TRUNKS!"
The Throne Room broke out into cheers and screams. Trunks arose and placed his hand in his mates. King Trunks and Queen Pan.
Bulma and Vegeta smiled. Bra and Goten were too consumed in themselves to notice.
The next chapter will be the last. I hope you've all enjoyed it so far. ^^
Chapter 10
*Please, wake up, Pan!*, Trunks thought desperately. He had only been sitting next to the regeneration tank, which held her, for about fifteen minutes, but it seemed like hours. She was breathing now and that brought him a little hope. Why did he have to let his anger get the best of him? His father had always told him not to get carried away in his emotions. Had he listened? No.
The machine beeped and Trunks was in front of it in less than a second. He pressed his hands to the glass and stared in expectantly.
"Patient stabilized.", the computerized tank voice reported. Trunks sighed and sat back down in his seat to wait some more. What would he do if she didn't make it? How would he go on? Trunks was worried about his mother and sister, too, for they loved Pan just as much as he did.
~*~
Shonlie charged at Goten out of pure hatred and anger. Goten crouched down and awaited Shonlie's next move. He hadn't really watched him fight, so he didn't have that good of an idea of what to expect. But he figured that just gave him more of a challenge.
Shonlie's fist shot out to punch Goten in the gut. It was easily blocked and counter-attacked by a swift kick to the side of the head. Shonlie was sent flying into the concrete-like wall. He jumped back up quickly and shot towards Goten again. When his opponent was a short distance in front of him, Goten shot a blast that seemed to have came out of nowhere. Shonlie saw it just in time and ducked. As he ducked, he was punched square across the jaw, shattering the bone. He groaned in pain and glared at Goten.
Goten yawned and patted his mouth mockingly. He thought he was going to have a challenge, but he could see now, that would not be the case. The only battle he had gone SSJ in was his exhibition match with Trunks. They both had and he knew that Trunks had enjoyed the awe-strucken looks of the crowd just as much as he had. He never realized how weak the rest of the population was compared to him and the rest of the royalty, save for Bulma. Goten knew that the queen was just as powerful in the sense that she could control the king in any way she desired.
Shonlie growled and threw a series of punches and kicks. Goten blocked them all easily and once he saw an opening, he punched out viciously. He crossed his arms over his chest as Shonlie fell to the ground, holding his stomach and coughing up alarming amounts of blood.
"Wow! Goten's not even trying!", Bra exclaimed. She had been rooting him on silently the whole fight.
Vegeta nodded. "Hn."
~*~
"Pan, I'm so sorry. Please, forgive me. I had no idea that you were Malo! Had I known...", he trailed off sadly. Trunks gazed at his lover as her hair floated around her in the water, angelically.
*Why did you blast me, Trunks? Don't you love me?*
Trunks's head shot up and stared into the tank. He shook his head. *She can't communicate with me while she's unconscious. It's just my guilty conscious.*, he assured himself grimly.
He heard the doors slide open and turned to glare at the intruder. How dare they intrude on his time of sadness?
Sansoir strode into the room quietly. She sat across from Trunks next to the tank.
"How is she, Prince?", she asked with real concern.
He gazed at her suspisciously. She didn't seem to want to start any trouble. He shook his head. "I don't know if she'll make it or not. She's stabilized now, but...", he trailed off.
She frowned. Then she smiled brightly. "I've got it!"
Trunks nearly jumped out of his skin at her outburst. He raised an eyebrow questioningly.
"If you'll trust me, I can help her.", Sansoir informed. She cocked her head and looked to the ceiling in thought. Trunks figured he didn't have anything to lose, so he decided to allow her to try. There wasn't anything more he, himself, could do to help her. He had a feeling Sansoir wouldn't try to hurt her. She was loyal to the throne.
Sansoir jumped over and trotted over to the controls.
"You know, it's funny. A lot of the scientists don't know this little trick.", she giggled to herself. Her fingers began flying across the control panel.
"Ok, now I just have to add some hidropoxie.", she murmured to herself. Trunks looked on with interest. She poured a little bit of the purple liquid into the regeneration tank and smirked to herself.
"It should only take about thirty minutes now.", she said and sat back down across from Trunks.
He was astonished. "How.. where did you learn that?"
She smiled. "Well, I used to watch Grandpa Bardock all the time when he'd work in the infirmary."
Trunks nodded. "I see. What did Radditz think of that?", he smirked, already knowing the answer.
"Oh, daddy didn't like it! He said I should've been out training. But, as you can see, I'm an elite and he's third-class, so I think I did pretty damn good about my training.", she bragged. Trunks chuckled and continued to stare in at his mate.
*If this "hidropoxie" works like she says it will, I really owe her one.*
~*~
Goten panted and wiped a trickle of blood away from his forehead. Shonlie had just knocked him halfway across the arena. He had lost the upperhand when he had been staring at Bra. No matter; Goten still had the advantage. He was stronger and had more power stored. He just had to summon it.
*If I power up just a little, I should be able to finish this.*
He stood up and began to power up. Shonlie sensed this and would not allow him to finish. He hammered him into the ground, literally. Goten lay semi-conscious in the crater. He was about to give up when he heard it.
*Come on, Goten!*
He forced his eyes open and gazed at Bra. She looked stoic and emotionless, just like her father. He wouldn't have been able to hear her voice from this far away. Only one conclusion: he heard her thoughts.
"Great, now I'm bonding with someone who treats me like shit.", he said to himself. He forced himself to stand up and growled in rage. He would not lose. He had to prove to everyone that he wasn't just some "third-class piece of shit."
He glared up at Shonlie and noticed he was preoccupied. Goten followed his gaze to Bra. He growled and began to power up. This might be his best chance, yet.
Once powered up as far as he saw needed, Goten disappeared and reappeared behind Shonlie and blasted him right in the back of the neck. He fell to the ground unconscious.
The crowd cheered and Vegeta arose from his throne. He strode towards Goten in a royal manner. He stopped a few feet in front of him and gazed down at him. Goten bowed his head and got down on one knee. Vegeta stared out at the crowd.
A fully-recovered Pan, Trunks, and Sansoir came running into the arena. They stopped by the thrones and looked down at the ground to Goten and Vegeta.
"I, King Vegeta of Vegetasei, hereby declare the raising of third-class warrior, Goten's, rank. I hereby declare that Goten is, from this day forward, an elite-class warrior of Vegetasei.", Vegeta boomed.
There were cheers of approval and Bra stood from her throne. She strutted down the stairs and floated over to Goten, arms crossed and looking very much like her father. She glared at Goten almost hatefully. He looked at her confused.
Bra tilted Goten's head and smirked. Then, she bit down into his neck. He exhaled in relief. She licked the wound and he took his turn. He bit down on her neck and lapped up her blood greedily.
The crowd broke out into screams and whistles.
"Yeah!", Trunks called out and Goten smirked.
~*~ Three days later...
Bra and Goten linked arms and lapped up the blood dripping from each other's wrists. Trunks and Pan did the same.
Bulma was crying on her throne and Vegeta was trying to shut her up.
The King's advisor announced, "I, the King's trusted advisor, hereby pronounce Princess Bra and Prince Goten, and Prince Trunks and Princess Pan lifemates."
The, once again, gathered crowd was silent. They were all awaiting what they all knew was to come.
Vegeta stood up from his throne and commanded his son to kneel down. He did so. Vegeta's hand began to glow with energy. He waved it in front of Trunks's face. The Prince gulped in anticipation.
"I, King Vegeta of Vegetasei, hereby pronounce Prince Trunks of Vegetasei the new King of Vegetasei. My son, do you agree to be a fair and just King? To lead your people well?", Vegeta recited.
"I will," Trunks responded.
Vegeta looked out to the crowd. "People of Vegetasei, do you swear loyalty to your new King, Trunks?"
They all were down on one knee with their right fist placed over their heart in an instant. "We do. ALL HAIL KING TRUNKS!"
The Throne Room broke out into cheers and screams. Trunks arose and placed his hand in his mates. King Trunks and Queen Pan.
Bulma and Vegeta smiled. Bra and Goten were too consumed in themselves to notice.
The next chapter will be the last. I hope you've all enjoyed it so far. ^^