Disclaimer: I don't own Dragonball Z.
A/N: I'm sorry for the long wait. Read.
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It was impossible. It always had been impossible. You can't love your uncle in that way. You're not allowed to. And then, if you give in, if you ignore the rules, you can't expect everyone to accept it. Accept the fact you slept with a relative. With the brother of your very own father. You can't expect your father to simply acknowledge the fact you want to be with his brother. With Goten.
How could she ever think it would be okay?
Rain poured down from the sky. The raindrops, her tears. No one could tell the difference. She shouldn't be out here. She should be with her parents. With her friends. She should live a normal life. She should have never gave in to the feelings.
She should have picked Trunks.
How could she ever make things right? Everyone she knew hated her for the fact she slept with Goten. It nearly killed Chi Chi, it disgusted Bulma and Bra. Vegeta, who never showed he cared anyway, turned his back on her. And Trunks.
Trunks was beyond reason.
And who was to blame him? She did something wrong.
But why couldn't they see it her way. Why couldn't they just overlook the fact it was absolutely impossibel to stay with Goten, and just let the two of them be.
Why was she so sure, after spending one night together, that they were meant to be? Could this not just be some crush. A wrong one. But just a simple crush? That aching feeling she had, was it love? Was it lust? Was she just so confused she took the one person she trusted her life with and turned him into a lust object?
Pan knew.
"Goten. I'm only 18"
There was no goofy smile. There was no comforting look. Insecurity. Fear.
"I can't possibly continue this. I can't be sure of what this feeling is."
Not even a respond. A sign he agreed? Or just didn't know what to say.
She screamed, from the inside. Why didn't he try to stop her from saying this. Stop her from making a big mistake.
"We ruined everything. We were both wrong." Lies, she knew. All lies. It felt right. To her. But to the others, to Goten? Who knew. Not her.
"This can't go on. It's killing me. It's killing you. It has killed us."
He nodded. "I know."
He knew? All that he said was, he knew? He agreed? The truth hurt more than anything. It was nice to dream. It was nice to think that everything was okay. That one night, it didn't matter what people would think. They never cared.
They should have.
"There are too many reasons for us not to be together, Pan" he said, softly.
Pan stood in front of him. They didn't touch, they avoided eye contact. They simply stood there, in the rain. Tears, pouring out of her eyes. And his face, without emotion. Not the usual Goten. A heartbroken man. Or did she just imagine that?
"What now?" she asked, scaring herself with her harsh tone.
Silence. They didn't know. She knew what she wanted. But what did Goten want? It didn't matter. They couldn't have it anyway.
Because it was wrong.
"We should both leave." he suggested.
"I know we should. I am going to." she answered. The moment was near, she had been waiting for it.
The last few weeks had been torture. And he wasn't there for her. He had fled. She faced everyone on her own. She emberassed herself and her family. They all blamed her, and hated Goten. In one night, she lost her family and her friends. She lost her life.
"What about you?" she dared to ask.
"Oh." he shrugged. "I'll find something. Away from home."
Again the silence.
"Good. This never should have happened, right?"
He shook his head. "Never should have, but did. And I would lie if I said I didn't enjoy it. Didn't want it to happen again."
A smile appeared on her face. He stretched out his hands and touched her face. She cringed, knowing that touch was wrong. And it would never happen again. But she wanted it to. But it couldn't.
Whiping a tear away he whispered: "I'm sorry Pan-chan."
Pan stepped back. "Me too, Goten-kun."
Now you should leave. It ran through her head. Turn around. Don't look back. Just take off, go somewhere far away and start over. You can do it. You can forget.
He wasn't right for her anyway. Trunks wasn't. Goten wasn't. Eighteen. She was only eighteen.
"Damn this!" she sighed. He laughed nervously. It sounded so wrong at this moment.
"Goodbye Goten. Goodbye." she said.
He nodded. And nodded again. He couldn't stop her. It wouldn't be fair. Not meant to be. That night was wrong.
They embraced in one last hug. Their lips touched for a last time. For a brief moment, they both thought they could never let go.
But she pulled back. And with that action, she made it clear. This was not going to work. And as they both turned another way, as they both did not look back, as they both left to never return, they remembered.
They remember what if felt like that one night, when everything went wrong. In the arms of the one you love.
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Oooh. Yes. You hate me. How could I end it like this? It's unfinished! I never read such a horrible ending! It's wrong, totally unexpected and I hate myself for it! I'm sorry!! But I tend to go on and on and on with one fic, and eventually it turns out really really bad. I rewrote chapter 8.. and again and again. And this morning I told myself screw all. I'm ending this fic. And the way I ended it is HORRIBLE. I know. Hate me now.
But I'm going to work on some other fics now :(
This, my dear readers, was the ending of In the arms of the one you love. AND TO THINK THAT I MEANT IT TO BE A ONE SHOT GOTEN / PAN FIC! It's your fault. *points at no one in particular* YOUR FAULT! *sobs and clings to vegeta*
A/N: I'm sorry for the long wait. Read.
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It was impossible. It always had been impossible. You can't love your uncle in that way. You're not allowed to. And then, if you give in, if you ignore the rules, you can't expect everyone to accept it. Accept the fact you slept with a relative. With the brother of your very own father. You can't expect your father to simply acknowledge the fact you want to be with his brother. With Goten.
How could she ever think it would be okay?
Rain poured down from the sky. The raindrops, her tears. No one could tell the difference. She shouldn't be out here. She should be with her parents. With her friends. She should live a normal life. She should have never gave in to the feelings.
She should have picked Trunks.
How could she ever make things right? Everyone she knew hated her for the fact she slept with Goten. It nearly killed Chi Chi, it disgusted Bulma and Bra. Vegeta, who never showed he cared anyway, turned his back on her. And Trunks.
Trunks was beyond reason.
And who was to blame him? She did something wrong.
But why couldn't they see it her way. Why couldn't they just overlook the fact it was absolutely impossibel to stay with Goten, and just let the two of them be.
Why was she so sure, after spending one night together, that they were meant to be? Could this not just be some crush. A wrong one. But just a simple crush? That aching feeling she had, was it love? Was it lust? Was she just so confused she took the one person she trusted her life with and turned him into a lust object?
Pan knew.
"Goten. I'm only 18"
There was no goofy smile. There was no comforting look. Insecurity. Fear.
"I can't possibly continue this. I can't be sure of what this feeling is."
Not even a respond. A sign he agreed? Or just didn't know what to say.
She screamed, from the inside. Why didn't he try to stop her from saying this. Stop her from making a big mistake.
"We ruined everything. We were both wrong." Lies, she knew. All lies. It felt right. To her. But to the others, to Goten? Who knew. Not her.
"This can't go on. It's killing me. It's killing you. It has killed us."
He nodded. "I know."
He knew? All that he said was, he knew? He agreed? The truth hurt more than anything. It was nice to dream. It was nice to think that everything was okay. That one night, it didn't matter what people would think. They never cared.
They should have.
"There are too many reasons for us not to be together, Pan" he said, softly.
Pan stood in front of him. They didn't touch, they avoided eye contact. They simply stood there, in the rain. Tears, pouring out of her eyes. And his face, without emotion. Not the usual Goten. A heartbroken man. Or did she just imagine that?
"What now?" she asked, scaring herself with her harsh tone.
Silence. They didn't know. She knew what she wanted. But what did Goten want? It didn't matter. They couldn't have it anyway.
Because it was wrong.
"We should both leave." he suggested.
"I know we should. I am going to." she answered. The moment was near, she had been waiting for it.
The last few weeks had been torture. And he wasn't there for her. He had fled. She faced everyone on her own. She emberassed herself and her family. They all blamed her, and hated Goten. In one night, she lost her family and her friends. She lost her life.
"What about you?" she dared to ask.
"Oh." he shrugged. "I'll find something. Away from home."
Again the silence.
"Good. This never should have happened, right?"
He shook his head. "Never should have, but did. And I would lie if I said I didn't enjoy it. Didn't want it to happen again."
A smile appeared on her face. He stretched out his hands and touched her face. She cringed, knowing that touch was wrong. And it would never happen again. But she wanted it to. But it couldn't.
Whiping a tear away he whispered: "I'm sorry Pan-chan."
Pan stepped back. "Me too, Goten-kun."
Now you should leave. It ran through her head. Turn around. Don't look back. Just take off, go somewhere far away and start over. You can do it. You can forget.
He wasn't right for her anyway. Trunks wasn't. Goten wasn't. Eighteen. She was only eighteen.
"Damn this!" she sighed. He laughed nervously. It sounded so wrong at this moment.
"Goodbye Goten. Goodbye." she said.
He nodded. And nodded again. He couldn't stop her. It wouldn't be fair. Not meant to be. That night was wrong.
They embraced in one last hug. Their lips touched for a last time. For a brief moment, they both thought they could never let go.
But she pulled back. And with that action, she made it clear. This was not going to work. And as they both turned another way, as they both did not look back, as they both left to never return, they remembered.
They remember what if felt like that one night, when everything went wrong. In the arms of the one you love.
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Oooh. Yes. You hate me. How could I end it like this? It's unfinished! I never read such a horrible ending! It's wrong, totally unexpected and I hate myself for it! I'm sorry!! But I tend to go on and on and on with one fic, and eventually it turns out really really bad. I rewrote chapter 8.. and again and again. And this morning I told myself screw all. I'm ending this fic. And the way I ended it is HORRIBLE. I know. Hate me now.
But I'm going to work on some other fics now :(
This, my dear readers, was the ending of In the arms of the one you love. AND TO THINK THAT I MEANT IT TO BE A ONE SHOT GOTEN / PAN FIC! It's your fault. *points at no one in particular* YOUR FAULT! *sobs and clings to vegeta*