Lucky Me
Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball, Z or GT. If I did, I'd be rich and wouldn't have to post this thing here. But this story is mine, and only mine. So leave me alone and read. (^_^)
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Author's Note: I'm really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really sorry that I haven't updated in so long. The chapter is fairly long and I hope you like it. I hope your not mad!
An angry mob of people appear out of nowhere throwing things at the author. Ouch! Ouch! I said I was sorry. She says before getting thrown into the crowd. AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Well on with the fic!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Chapter 9 - Rooms
Pan couldn't help but smile as she left the gravity room, followed closely by Trunks. As she walked she took her cracked armor off, unbuckling the two yellow buckles, she hadn't noticed them earlier. She tossed the armor over her shoulders to Trunks. He didn't notice it until it made contact with his head, knocking him down onto the white floor. Pan stopped and turned around "You know, you should really pay more attention to what's going on around you." As she continued down the hall, she wondered just how big each room must be if she still hadn't reached the second door down from the gravity room. When she finally reached that second door she was not very surprised to see only a toilet and a sink. "Trunks this isn't the kind of bathroom I needed!" Already she could see him sneaking off somewhere else. "Oh no you don't!" Trunks turned around, his expression like that of a guilty child caught trying to steal cookies from a cookie jar. "I'm giving you this warning: Take me to my room or die!!!"
Trunks straightened himself up and said "Well that's just too bad, I am prince of this planet and I refuse to give in to some third class saiyan's whims!" "Trunks I think you ought to choose your words with more thought!" she growled. "Oh please! And what would you do about it anyway? You have no power here, to all the others on this planet you might as well be dirt, they'd use you as a slave, and you don't even want to know what some of the men would do to you!" Trunks shouted. "Well it's not like I couldn't take care of myself anyway! It's not like I came here by choice! Do you know how it is to have everything you've ever loved and known stripped from you?! Have you ever been taken away from your family?!" She shouted back. Trunks was surprised and quickly shut his mouth, he felt bad for screaming at her. "I didn't think so!" They stood there in silence for quite a while until a smirk appeared on Trunks mouth. "What now?" Pan snapped. "Nothing" he said, sniggering. "What?!" Pan's face began to turn red with anger.
Out of nowhere Trunks began to run, making a mad dash for a separate corridor, skidding as he turned the corner. "Oh no you don't! I still need to find my room!" Pan took off after the young prince. Left, right, left, left, right, left, right, right and on and on they went, sliding down the halls of the palace, acting like little kids playing tag. Pan was surprised at the speed at which this lavender haired wonder boy was running. She wasn't used to running so much, but she let her saiyan blood takeover and sped up a bit. Pan was now right on Trunks tail when he power up for a desperate get away. Pan pushed herself beyond her limits in order to catch up to him, powering up as much as she could. Suddenly Trunks pulled himself to a stop in a cobalt blue and silver passage. The passageway was beautiful, intricate patterns of silver were engraved on the rich blue. The floor was now a deep cherry wood, glossy with sheen. When Pan realized his sudden stop she tried to stop as well, but kept on skidding on the waxed floor. Bumping into him she knocked them both down.
"What in the world is wrong with you deserting me after everything you said?!" Pan emphasized this statement by waving her arms and slapping him on the head. "Well sorry, but YOU are the one who said you wanted to know where your room is!" Trunks huffed. "Well here it is!" "You idiot! I can't believe you!! I don't even know anything about this planet or people! You are so immature." and on and on she drone with her complaints. ~Man this girl really has to learn to shut up! ~ He thought, drowning her out. Trunks stood up and pressed the keypad to the left of the doorframe to open the door. She waited patiently for some small conservative bedroom, like the one she had at Chickyuu to appear, but what she saw was nothing of the like. A vision of grandeur met her gaze. Pan was stunned. A four-poster bed, cherry wood gleaming in the light was adorned with a scarlet canopy top and crimson sheets. The burgundy walls were accented with gold ornaments. A wonderful floor to ceiling window showed a view of the entire city. Pan stuck her head out the door where Trunks was waiting for her response. "Hold on a sec. This is MY room? Not any one else's? Not yours, not the kings?" "Uhhh, yeah, actually, your room is pretty modest" Trunks replied
"Aaahhh! Oh my god! Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod!" She squealed like a little girl. "I love it!" She was ecstatic, and with nothing else to relieve her overwhelming ecstasy she subconsciously gave Trunks a big hug and a peck on the lips. While she ran in to her room, bouncing on her silken sheets, laying on the gold colored area rug, Trunks stood there, in shock at her doing such a thing. He was amazed at the impact that that little action had on his emotions. Standing there, motionless in the hallway, jaw agape, he thought about it, the moment playing itself continually in his mind. (Long sentence! To many long sentences!) How she smelled, how she felt, the sound of her voice, her happy smile, the touch of her skin, her lips on his. A moment that while it was only seconds long, felt like an eternity. When he finally came to his senses, he smiled. The first smile of pure, raw happiness he had in a long while.
"Um," he said, finally opening his mouth "Do you want me to show you your bathroom now?" He asked Pan who was now playing with a giant stuffed bear in a corner of her new room. ~Damn Bra and her stupid teddy bears~ "I have my own bathroom?" "Of course." "YAY!" He showed her to a door on the wall opposite of the bed, it was almost unnoticeable. The floor in here was a ruby marble, with flecks of gold and black, in the light it shined even more brilliantly, the walls a subdued gold. As he looked down at the floor the black made him think of the way her hair would swish with her gait, with the bounce in her step, or the gleam in her eyes. He shook his head to clear away those thoughts as he guided down the narrow hallway to her closet.
"Well, this is your closet, okay?" ~Please don't freak, please don't freak, please don't freak~ Trunks repeated mentally as he opened the door. "It's huge! How cool!" she looked at her walk in closet, lines and lines of different colored spandex and multicolored armor met her eyes. "But I don't know if they'll fit." "Of course they will!" "How do you know?" she asked. "Because I had some of the maids you saw while we were running bring in clothing for you, they have to fit, they were made to fit you, those cameras in the corners aren't for anything. Your stuff was made to fit people with your body type" "Oh, cool"
"Your bathroom is just down the hall, " Trunks said leading her to it. The floors were the same scarlet and the walls were white. The bathtub was in the very center of the room on a raised platform that was shaped like a star, the platform itself was a topaz like stone. An extended shower covered an entire wall. There were two floor to ceiling windows, matching the color of the platform. The light from the windows cascaded down onto the scene before her. The toilet was in a separate room, and the sink was porcelain, stretched across a granite countertop. Above it was a mirror, crossing the entire wall along with the sink. The most eye-catching thing in the room was not the porcelain, granite or marble, but the little rubber ducks scattered across the room. Their blue eyes and yellow beaks the epitome of cute. Her eyes went wide with happiness, and as she opened her little mouth to scream with joy, Trunks quickly covered his ears. "YYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!! HOW KAWAII!!!!!!" Trunks sensitive saiyan ears heard her loud enough to make a normal person's ears bleed. (Lucky for him he had his ears covered, ne?)
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~A room across the hall and one door down*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A girl with aqua green hair lays stomach down on her downy bed, one with rich amethyst sheets in a room with light purple walls. She was turning the pages of a magazine filled with women in saiyan armor, she flipped the pages 'till she got to a section with women in beautiful gowns and dresses and all manner of accessories to match. All of a sudden she heard a girls voice scream out. She fell off of her bed and onto the plum colored carpet in surprise, coming up disheveled. "Arg! What the heck is going on now?!" she asked no one in particular out of agitation. "I bet it's Trunks, stupid boy disturbed my reading. Daddy will hear about this!" ~Dumb ass Trunks better quick bugging me. No not Bra Vegeta Briefs! Bra climbed out of her bed and stormed out of her room.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Back in Pan's new room~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Pan lay curled up in the bathtub, which was big enough for about two people, as Trunks sat on it's edge and looked at her tired form. She was nearly asleep when a screaming Bra made her way into the room. Looking around the room she did not see anyone so she then proceeded to the bathroom. What she saw shocked her, all she saw of Pan was her head above the tub, her tired eyes fluttering ever so often and Trunks playing with the girls feet. "Oh" she said with her hand to her mouth. Trunks looked up and saw a shocked sister standing in the hall, hand on mouth. He looked at the expression on her face and quickly stood up and walked to her. "Well Trunks, I didn't know you to be the type. I didn't think you were partial to romance." "No Bra, you don't get it." "Oh I think I do" "No, look." He grabbed her wrist and pulled her over to the tub. Just then Pan woke up completely and stood.
"Well, I fell asleep in all the excitement" she smiled with a sheepish look upon her face, it looked somehow familiar. Bra cocked an eyebrow at the way she said it. "Well with showing her her new room and everything" Trunks put in. Still Bra did not get it. "Pan, this is Bra, my sister. Bra, this is Pan, my new sparring partner." "Ohhhhhh!" Both Pan and Bra said simultaneously. "Pleased to meet you." Bra said warmly. "Same here." They shook hands, and an instant friendship was created. A curious sight it was, a curious friendship, one in black spandex, the other in a purple dress.
"Well, I guess we should go and let you bathe and get changed," Trunks said. "Cuz I still say you stink!" He added laughingly. "Hey! I resent that! And again you really ought to watch your mouth." "Oh , like you could do anything about it!" He said sticking out his tongue. "Oh? A challenge? I don't think you want to do that," she said as she crossed her arms, with a trademark Vegeta smirk. While they were bickering, Bra stood stunned, she had never seen Trunks act like this before, with anyone. He was not his somber, solemn self, not full with formalities, as he was with anyone besides his mother, father and herself. He was happy, casual, Bra was happy for her brother. ~Even idiots should be happy~
The floor shook and low grumbling noise escaped from Pan's stomach. Both Bra and Trunks looked over to Pan. "Umm, I think I'm hungry," Pan said sheepishly, a grin on her face and an arm behind her head. ~She really is saiyan.~ Trunks thought. "Okay, well you can come to my room, it's the third one to the right, once your done and I'll take you down to the dining hall for dinner I'll have the door unlocked." Trunks said. "Thanks!" As Trunks and Bra turned to leave she called to them "Thank you guys for everything, it's been great meeting you both." "See you at dinner Pan" Bra said before pressing the button to lock the door behind them. "Trunks?" Bra asked her brother. "What?" "She said that she met us both today, how? I thought she was one of the people training for those kind of jobs, isn't she?" "No. Well you see. . ." And as they walked down the hall to their rooms he explained the happenings of the day.
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~Well that was interesting~ Bra thought. "Finally there's a girl my age that I can talk to" she thought aloud as she flipped through her magazine. A beautiful lavender dress caught her eye. Glancing at the clock she dog-eared the page and ran to get ready for dinner. ~I'll be damned if mommy sees me looking casual at dinner.~ Skipping to the bathroom she threw her magazine on her nightstand.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Pan's Bathroom~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Pan was lying back in her tub enjoying a nice long soak. Well. Not exactly.actually she was playing with all the little rubber duckies! Bubbles all around her, Pan enjoyed pulling the little ducks on a string of floss she found somewhere in one of the cabinets. Her long hair was pinned up above her head with stray strands falling into the foamy white. She liked this little life of hers so far, she was enjoying it for all it was worth, though somewhere in her heart she missed her parents, she didn't miss the secluded life, the confinement, she would never miss it. Rising out of the tub she pressed a button on the keypad and the tub drained. (Gotta love technology! *_*) She grabbed a towel and began to walk to her closet, drying herself off along the way
She grabbed dark purple suit and mauve armor. (Weird colored stuff) And walked down the hall to Trunks room. She pressed the button and opened the door. There, Trunks lay on the cherry floor wearing only a pair of boxer shorts while doing sit-ups in her direction. She just stood there watching him. She hadn't noticed how handsome he was, his chiseled features tense in concentration. His blue eyes were staring at the hunter green ceiling focusing only on that. She stood there studying his features, from his rock hard abs to his deep eyes, it was amazing. Realizing just how hungry she was she snapped out of it. He didn't notice her standing there until she cleared her throat. "Oh, sorry" he said standing up, his hand behind his head, a candid smile on his face. "Um, you can just sit on my bed for now, I'll be right back, I have to go get dressed." "Yeah, I think clothes would be nice," she said laughingly. He walked to his own bathroom as she went to sit on his bed.
Lying down she looked around. The room was huge, even larger than her own. The walls were a rich green, looking not unlike marble in the way they were painted. The bed on which she was now lying was covered with emerald sheets and a jade canopy. The windows had curtains of the same colors and the light they threw in seemed to give the entire room a surreal glow. All in all it was a beautiful room. ~Good thing there aren't any teddy bears. ~ Pan thought relieved.
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Trunks hopped into the shower thinking about the girl lying on his bed. ~I wonder how long she was there for~ He quickly got out and picked out a black spandex suit and gray armor. Pulling on his boots he went out to take Pan to the dining hall.
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Trunks guided Pan down to the dining hall, but not without a warning; "Pan?" "Yeah?" "I gotta warn you, my mom is quick to jump to conclusions, so she's probably going to bombard us with questions. She might seem a little crazy at first, but she's nice once she knows you." Pan began laughing at this little remark. Trunks looked at her weird. "I'm serious" "Okay, I think I'll be fine" she said giggling.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Down Several Flights Of Stairs And Many Turns Later~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Okay, we're here" "Dende that took FOREVER!" Pan said exasperated. "Dende?" Trunks asked confused. "Never mind, it's an Earth thing." The first thing she saw as she entered the double doors to the dining room was the chandelier. It was magnificent, gold with diamonds, rubies, amethysts and many other precious jewels accented it, making the room shine in an array of different colors. The long, elegant table was made of a lighter wood than that in her room, it might have been oak or some saiyan equivalent. The table's legs were intricately carved to look like dragon feet and the tabletop was engraved with all manners of things, writing, people, animals, fighters, and in its center the royal emblem. The floor seemed to be made of the same wood as the table, Pan might have been able to tell if the table wasn't standing on a gigantic area rug. The walls were a crème and multicolored trinkets added color.
Bra was the only one sitting down at the table. ~How kawaii is that? They're wearing each other's hair colors! ~ She thought as she greeted them. Trunks pulled out a chair for Pan and took his own after pushing it in for her. "Mom'll be here in a little while, something happened in the lab and she's running a little late." As they waited for their mother, they began a conversation. "How do you like Vegeta-sei so far Pan?" Bra asked cheerfully. "I've only been here a day but I like the Palace, I haven't been outside it yet to meet more people, but so far so good. I don't know what it's like on the outside." "Neither do I." Trunks said soberly. "What do you mean?" She asked confused. "I've never been outside the palace walls." He answered. "Well, what about Bra?" "Well, she gets out whenever she wants. All she has to say is 'Please Daddy' and she gets whatever she wishes." "Well, there IS an advantage to being the only daughter." She said with a smile. A maid passed by. "Good evening. Miss Bulma will be here in a moment." She said. "Thank you Linda." Bra said dismissing her.
Just then an exhausted Bulma burst in through the double doors. The aqua dress complimented her hair and eyes. She was looking at the floor as she entered the room and as she took her seat across from Trunks and next to Bra. Only when she looked up did she notice the girl sitting next to her son. She looked from Trunks to Pan, Pan to Trunks over and over again. Se did this three times before jumping over the table and grabbing her son into a bear hug. "It's about time! But I knew you wouldn't let me down! Finally found a mate! I'm finally going to have grandkids! What's her name? Where's she from?" On and on she questioned. Bra was not surprised at her mother's behavior, but she was very embarrassed. Pan had fallen on the floor with the surprise and was now sitting there giggling despite it all. Finally Bra got up and pried her mother's arms from Trunks. "Mom *cough* it's not like that!" he said finally able to breathe.
"No?" his mother asked disheartened. "No, she's my new sparring partner." He said, cradling his abdomen. "Then..?" "No." "Well then you'd better hurry up and find a mate! Well, in the mean time, introduce me to this pretty girl." Pan blushed. "Mom, this is Pan, Pan, this is my mom." Before Pan could say a word Bulma grabbed her into a huge hug. "Um, pleased to meet you to." Pan said in an attempt to breathe. Bulma let go and as she began walking around the table back to her own seat she called for the maids. From the corner of her eye she saw her son going to help Pan off the floor, and she heard Pan reprimand him as she slapped his hand. "What? Don't you think I'm strong enough to pick myself up off the floor?" "Hey, can't a guy be nice?" as he said this she grabbed his extended hand and pulled as hard as she could making him land on the floor beside her. They both began to laugh. Pan stood up and dusted herself off, extending a hand to help Trunks up. "You keep pushing your luck girl." Trunks said through gritted teeth taking her offered hand just as she was about to pull it back making them fall over again. "Tomorrow Pam, I'll pay you back for this" he said. He pulled out her chair and pushed it in for her while she sat, this time she did not object. "IT'S PAN! P-A-N!!!!!! And why tomorrow? Why not now? I think I still have enough energy to beat you AGAIN!" she said taunting him. "YOU GOT LUCKY!" he said defending himself. "And THAT is why I'll get you back tomorrow." He said pointing to all of the maids who were bustling in the room.
Out of all directions the maids came, with platters and dishes in hands and in trays. Pan's eyes went wide with glee as she watched the maids set the platters down in front of her. Bulma and Bra stared in amazement as Pan dug in just as wholeheartedly as Trunks. Bulma turned to her daughter to get her mind off of bad saiyan manners. "Thank Dende that at least one of my children got my good table manners!" "Dende?" Bra asked. "Nevermind."
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By now nearly all of the food was devoured, only one corndog was left. Pan and Trunks both looked at one another and made a frantic grab for it. "It's MINE!" Trunks screamed. "No it's MINE!!!" Pan said angrily. Pan was the first to get it and sat there drooling over the last tasty morsel. As she lifted it to her mouth Trunks grabbed it from her and ran to the other end of the dining hall to eat it in peace. Seeing her come closer he licked it. "Now do you want it?" "Yes!" she shouted running at him. Seeing the threat he ran again, but she was quick to follow. She made a jump and grabbed him around his waist. She took it from his hands and sat on his back crushing his sides with her legs. Trunks wriggled under her trying to turn around, finally managing to just before the corndog touched her lips. He started to tickle her sending the corndog rolling, she got up to get it but he pulled her foot making her fall. Seeing his opportunity he crawled to get it. "Oh no you don't!" Pan said standing up and stepping on his butt. Trunks stood up and made a dash for the corndog, which was now in her hands again. Pan seeing that he might get it thought of something to make sure he didn't. A thought came to mind as she flashed him! (How she flashed him with the suit on I don't know, but she did!) He fell to floor with a nosebleed as she took a bite out of the long awaited food. Trunks recovered and sat up just in time to see her do so. He began to whine, begging her for it. "No!!" she shouted. He put on the biggest puppy dog eyes he possibly could. "Please?" he said in a low voice. Who could say no to those eyes! "Fine!" she said throwing him half the corndog, the bitten half. He looked at it. "Oh well!" he said throwing it into his mouth.
Mother and daughter had sat and watched their little game. "Wow, I've never seen him act like that," Bra said. "I've never see anyone act like that," Her mother replied. They watched as Pan helped Trunks up. "What? Do you think I'm not strong enough to help myself up?" He asked. "No, I don't think you're strong enough!" she laughed. "Oh really?" "Yeah!" "I'll show you!" He grabbed her by her waist and threw her over his shoulder, walking to the table and their seats, with Pan screaming at him and pounding his back with her little fists. "This is sexual harassment! You hentai! What are you doing?! Put me down now!" He finally set her down in her chair. "There! Would you like to continue saying what you were saying before?" "I'm smaller than you are, so I weigh less, it's different." she said. "No, it's not! You LOOK small, but you weigh one hell of a lot more than you look!"
"Well, I don't know anything about what's going on here. Would someone care to fill me in?" Bulma asked. So Trunks went through the events of the day once again, having to answer all of his mother's questions. By the time they were finished Pan had fallen asleep at the table. "Trunks, you'll have to carry her to her room." Bulma said. "Why me?" "Because you're the only one strong enough! AND NEVER QUESTION YOUR MOTHER!" she shouted. "Wait, she can't just sleep in that!" Bra said. "Okay, so take her to Bra's room and she'll change her and then you can take her to her own room. I'll have someone bring in night clothes for her tomorrow and whatever else she needs." Bulma said, solving their problem. Trunks picked Pan up and carried her in his arms like a child.
~Man she's heavy ~ Trunks thought as he gave his mother a kiss goodnight and took her through all of the hallways and passages and up all the stairways to his sisters room. Setting her down on the plum sheets, he sat down as well. "What are you doing in here?! I'm going to change her clothes! Leave!" "Fine, all you had to do was tell me!" So Trunks sat outside his sisters door and waited. 15 minutes later Bra put her head out the door and said "Okay, you can come and get her now." He walked into the room and looked at Pan's sleeping form, she was in a white silky nightgown and her hair was braided. She looked angelic. Picking her up he carried her, cradled in his arms to her room. On the way there she cuddled up against him, enjoying the warmth his body gave off. This little startled him, he nearly tripped over himself, but he made sure to keep steady not wanting to drop the girl in his arms.
He pushed the button to open the door with his forehead and went in, setting her down on her crimson sheets. She recoiled at the touch of the cold blankets and her face contorted into a frown as she left the warmth of his body. He lifted he up once more and moved the bedspread back, laying her down once again. He pulled the blanket over her small frame and sat down beside her, watching her breathe. He gave her a light kiss and left her room, turning off the lights and locking the door. In his own room he pulled off his clothes and pulled on a pair of boxers and lay down to bed. He fell asleep quickly with only one thing on his mind, or better said, one person.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ So whadya think? I think I did okay. Again I'm so sorry about the long wait. Please Review. If anyone wants to get e-mailed about updates since I'm such a procrastinator, I will be glad to. (Sorry Z, I didn't get to see your review, but I think she forgot about the story. I gotta be more attentive. )
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CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT I ACTUALLY UPDATED?! WOW!
Author's Note: I'm really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really really sorry that I haven't updated in so long. The chapter is fairly long and I hope you like it. I hope your not mad!
An angry mob of people appear out of nowhere throwing things at the author. Ouch! Ouch! I said I was sorry. She says before getting thrown into the crowd. AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Well on with the fic!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Chapter 9 - Rooms
Pan couldn't help but smile as she left the gravity room, followed closely by Trunks. As she walked she took her cracked armor off, unbuckling the two yellow buckles, she hadn't noticed them earlier. She tossed the armor over her shoulders to Trunks. He didn't notice it until it made contact with his head, knocking him down onto the white floor. Pan stopped and turned around "You know, you should really pay more attention to what's going on around you." As she continued down the hall, she wondered just how big each room must be if she still hadn't reached the second door down from the gravity room. When she finally reached that second door she was not very surprised to see only a toilet and a sink. "Trunks this isn't the kind of bathroom I needed!" Already she could see him sneaking off somewhere else. "Oh no you don't!" Trunks turned around, his expression like that of a guilty child caught trying to steal cookies from a cookie jar. "I'm giving you this warning: Take me to my room or die!!!"
Trunks straightened himself up and said "Well that's just too bad, I am prince of this planet and I refuse to give in to some third class saiyan's whims!" "Trunks I think you ought to choose your words with more thought!" she growled. "Oh please! And what would you do about it anyway? You have no power here, to all the others on this planet you might as well be dirt, they'd use you as a slave, and you don't even want to know what some of the men would do to you!" Trunks shouted. "Well it's not like I couldn't take care of myself anyway! It's not like I came here by choice! Do you know how it is to have everything you've ever loved and known stripped from you?! Have you ever been taken away from your family?!" She shouted back. Trunks was surprised and quickly shut his mouth, he felt bad for screaming at her. "I didn't think so!" They stood there in silence for quite a while until a smirk appeared on Trunks mouth. "What now?" Pan snapped. "Nothing" he said, sniggering. "What?!" Pan's face began to turn red with anger.
Out of nowhere Trunks began to run, making a mad dash for a separate corridor, skidding as he turned the corner. "Oh no you don't! I still need to find my room!" Pan took off after the young prince. Left, right, left, left, right, left, right, right and on and on they went, sliding down the halls of the palace, acting like little kids playing tag. Pan was surprised at the speed at which this lavender haired wonder boy was running. She wasn't used to running so much, but she let her saiyan blood takeover and sped up a bit. Pan was now right on Trunks tail when he power up for a desperate get away. Pan pushed herself beyond her limits in order to catch up to him, powering up as much as she could. Suddenly Trunks pulled himself to a stop in a cobalt blue and silver passage. The passageway was beautiful, intricate patterns of silver were engraved on the rich blue. The floor was now a deep cherry wood, glossy with sheen. When Pan realized his sudden stop she tried to stop as well, but kept on skidding on the waxed floor. Bumping into him she knocked them both down.
"What in the world is wrong with you deserting me after everything you said?!" Pan emphasized this statement by waving her arms and slapping him on the head. "Well sorry, but YOU are the one who said you wanted to know where your room is!" Trunks huffed. "Well here it is!" "You idiot! I can't believe you!! I don't even know anything about this planet or people! You are so immature." and on and on she drone with her complaints. ~Man this girl really has to learn to shut up! ~ He thought, drowning her out. Trunks stood up and pressed the keypad to the left of the doorframe to open the door. She waited patiently for some small conservative bedroom, like the one she had at Chickyuu to appear, but what she saw was nothing of the like. A vision of grandeur met her gaze. Pan was stunned. A four-poster bed, cherry wood gleaming in the light was adorned with a scarlet canopy top and crimson sheets. The burgundy walls were accented with gold ornaments. A wonderful floor to ceiling window showed a view of the entire city. Pan stuck her head out the door where Trunks was waiting for her response. "Hold on a sec. This is MY room? Not any one else's? Not yours, not the kings?" "Uhhh, yeah, actually, your room is pretty modest" Trunks replied
"Aaahhh! Oh my god! Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod!" She squealed like a little girl. "I love it!" She was ecstatic, and with nothing else to relieve her overwhelming ecstasy she subconsciously gave Trunks a big hug and a peck on the lips. While she ran in to her room, bouncing on her silken sheets, laying on the gold colored area rug, Trunks stood there, in shock at her doing such a thing. He was amazed at the impact that that little action had on his emotions. Standing there, motionless in the hallway, jaw agape, he thought about it, the moment playing itself continually in his mind. (Long sentence! To many long sentences!) How she smelled, how she felt, the sound of her voice, her happy smile, the touch of her skin, her lips on his. A moment that while it was only seconds long, felt like an eternity. When he finally came to his senses, he smiled. The first smile of pure, raw happiness he had in a long while.
"Um," he said, finally opening his mouth "Do you want me to show you your bathroom now?" He asked Pan who was now playing with a giant stuffed bear in a corner of her new room. ~Damn Bra and her stupid teddy bears~ "I have my own bathroom?" "Of course." "YAY!" He showed her to a door on the wall opposite of the bed, it was almost unnoticeable. The floor in here was a ruby marble, with flecks of gold and black, in the light it shined even more brilliantly, the walls a subdued gold. As he looked down at the floor the black made him think of the way her hair would swish with her gait, with the bounce in her step, or the gleam in her eyes. He shook his head to clear away those thoughts as he guided down the narrow hallway to her closet.
"Well, this is your closet, okay?" ~Please don't freak, please don't freak, please don't freak~ Trunks repeated mentally as he opened the door. "It's huge! How cool!" she looked at her walk in closet, lines and lines of different colored spandex and multicolored armor met her eyes. "But I don't know if they'll fit." "Of course they will!" "How do you know?" she asked. "Because I had some of the maids you saw while we were running bring in clothing for you, they have to fit, they were made to fit you, those cameras in the corners aren't for anything. Your stuff was made to fit people with your body type" "Oh, cool"
"Your bathroom is just down the hall, " Trunks said leading her to it. The floors were the same scarlet and the walls were white. The bathtub was in the very center of the room on a raised platform that was shaped like a star, the platform itself was a topaz like stone. An extended shower covered an entire wall. There were two floor to ceiling windows, matching the color of the platform. The light from the windows cascaded down onto the scene before her. The toilet was in a separate room, and the sink was porcelain, stretched across a granite countertop. Above it was a mirror, crossing the entire wall along with the sink. The most eye-catching thing in the room was not the porcelain, granite or marble, but the little rubber ducks scattered across the room. Their blue eyes and yellow beaks the epitome of cute. Her eyes went wide with happiness, and as she opened her little mouth to scream with joy, Trunks quickly covered his ears. "YYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!! HOW KAWAII!!!!!!" Trunks sensitive saiyan ears heard her loud enough to make a normal person's ears bleed. (Lucky for him he had his ears covered, ne?)
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~A room across the hall and one door down*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A girl with aqua green hair lays stomach down on her downy bed, one with rich amethyst sheets in a room with light purple walls. She was turning the pages of a magazine filled with women in saiyan armor, she flipped the pages 'till she got to a section with women in beautiful gowns and dresses and all manner of accessories to match. All of a sudden she heard a girls voice scream out. She fell off of her bed and onto the plum colored carpet in surprise, coming up disheveled. "Arg! What the heck is going on now?!" she asked no one in particular out of agitation. "I bet it's Trunks, stupid boy disturbed my reading. Daddy will hear about this!" ~Dumb ass Trunks better quick bugging me. No not Bra Vegeta Briefs! Bra climbed out of her bed and stormed out of her room.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Back in Pan's new room~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Pan lay curled up in the bathtub, which was big enough for about two people, as Trunks sat on it's edge and looked at her tired form. She was nearly asleep when a screaming Bra made her way into the room. Looking around the room she did not see anyone so she then proceeded to the bathroom. What she saw shocked her, all she saw of Pan was her head above the tub, her tired eyes fluttering ever so often and Trunks playing with the girls feet. "Oh" she said with her hand to her mouth. Trunks looked up and saw a shocked sister standing in the hall, hand on mouth. He looked at the expression on her face and quickly stood up and walked to her. "Well Trunks, I didn't know you to be the type. I didn't think you were partial to romance." "No Bra, you don't get it." "Oh I think I do" "No, look." He grabbed her wrist and pulled her over to the tub. Just then Pan woke up completely and stood.
"Well, I fell asleep in all the excitement" she smiled with a sheepish look upon her face, it looked somehow familiar. Bra cocked an eyebrow at the way she said it. "Well with showing her her new room and everything" Trunks put in. Still Bra did not get it. "Pan, this is Bra, my sister. Bra, this is Pan, my new sparring partner." "Ohhhhhh!" Both Pan and Bra said simultaneously. "Pleased to meet you." Bra said warmly. "Same here." They shook hands, and an instant friendship was created. A curious sight it was, a curious friendship, one in black spandex, the other in a purple dress.
"Well, I guess we should go and let you bathe and get changed," Trunks said. "Cuz I still say you stink!" He added laughingly. "Hey! I resent that! And again you really ought to watch your mouth." "Oh , like you could do anything about it!" He said sticking out his tongue. "Oh? A challenge? I don't think you want to do that," she said as she crossed her arms, with a trademark Vegeta smirk. While they were bickering, Bra stood stunned, she had never seen Trunks act like this before, with anyone. He was not his somber, solemn self, not full with formalities, as he was with anyone besides his mother, father and herself. He was happy, casual, Bra was happy for her brother. ~Even idiots should be happy~
The floor shook and low grumbling noise escaped from Pan's stomach. Both Bra and Trunks looked over to Pan. "Umm, I think I'm hungry," Pan said sheepishly, a grin on her face and an arm behind her head. ~She really is saiyan.~ Trunks thought. "Okay, well you can come to my room, it's the third one to the right, once your done and I'll take you down to the dining hall for dinner I'll have the door unlocked." Trunks said. "Thanks!" As Trunks and Bra turned to leave she called to them "Thank you guys for everything, it's been great meeting you both." "See you at dinner Pan" Bra said before pressing the button to lock the door behind them. "Trunks?" Bra asked her brother. "What?" "She said that she met us both today, how? I thought she was one of the people training for those kind of jobs, isn't she?" "No. Well you see. . ." And as they walked down the hall to their rooms he explained the happenings of the day.
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~Well that was interesting~ Bra thought. "Finally there's a girl my age that I can talk to" she thought aloud as she flipped through her magazine. A beautiful lavender dress caught her eye. Glancing at the clock she dog-eared the page and ran to get ready for dinner. ~I'll be damned if mommy sees me looking casual at dinner.~ Skipping to the bathroom she threw her magazine on her nightstand.
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Pan was lying back in her tub enjoying a nice long soak. Well. Not exactly.actually she was playing with all the little rubber duckies! Bubbles all around her, Pan enjoyed pulling the little ducks on a string of floss she found somewhere in one of the cabinets. Her long hair was pinned up above her head with stray strands falling into the foamy white. She liked this little life of hers so far, she was enjoying it for all it was worth, though somewhere in her heart she missed her parents, she didn't miss the secluded life, the confinement, she would never miss it. Rising out of the tub she pressed a button on the keypad and the tub drained. (Gotta love technology! *_*) She grabbed a towel and began to walk to her closet, drying herself off along the way
She grabbed dark purple suit and mauve armor. (Weird colored stuff) And walked down the hall to Trunks room. She pressed the button and opened the door. There, Trunks lay on the cherry floor wearing only a pair of boxer shorts while doing sit-ups in her direction. She just stood there watching him. She hadn't noticed how handsome he was, his chiseled features tense in concentration. His blue eyes were staring at the hunter green ceiling focusing only on that. She stood there studying his features, from his rock hard abs to his deep eyes, it was amazing. Realizing just how hungry she was she snapped out of it. He didn't notice her standing there until she cleared her throat. "Oh, sorry" he said standing up, his hand behind his head, a candid smile on his face. "Um, you can just sit on my bed for now, I'll be right back, I have to go get dressed." "Yeah, I think clothes would be nice," she said laughingly. He walked to his own bathroom as she went to sit on his bed.
Lying down she looked around. The room was huge, even larger than her own. The walls were a rich green, looking not unlike marble in the way they were painted. The bed on which she was now lying was covered with emerald sheets and a jade canopy. The windows had curtains of the same colors and the light they threw in seemed to give the entire room a surreal glow. All in all it was a beautiful room. ~Good thing there aren't any teddy bears. ~ Pan thought relieved.
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Trunks hopped into the shower thinking about the girl lying on his bed. ~I wonder how long she was there for~ He quickly got out and picked out a black spandex suit and gray armor. Pulling on his boots he went out to take Pan to the dining hall.
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Trunks guided Pan down to the dining hall, but not without a warning; "Pan?" "Yeah?" "I gotta warn you, my mom is quick to jump to conclusions, so she's probably going to bombard us with questions. She might seem a little crazy at first, but she's nice once she knows you." Pan began laughing at this little remark. Trunks looked at her weird. "I'm serious" "Okay, I think I'll be fine" she said giggling.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Down Several Flights Of Stairs And Many Turns Later~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Okay, we're here" "Dende that took FOREVER!" Pan said exasperated. "Dende?" Trunks asked confused. "Never mind, it's an Earth thing." The first thing she saw as she entered the double doors to the dining room was the chandelier. It was magnificent, gold with diamonds, rubies, amethysts and many other precious jewels accented it, making the room shine in an array of different colors. The long, elegant table was made of a lighter wood than that in her room, it might have been oak or some saiyan equivalent. The table's legs were intricately carved to look like dragon feet and the tabletop was engraved with all manners of things, writing, people, animals, fighters, and in its center the royal emblem. The floor seemed to be made of the same wood as the table, Pan might have been able to tell if the table wasn't standing on a gigantic area rug. The walls were a crème and multicolored trinkets added color.
Bra was the only one sitting down at the table. ~How kawaii is that? They're wearing each other's hair colors! ~ She thought as she greeted them. Trunks pulled out a chair for Pan and took his own after pushing it in for her. "Mom'll be here in a little while, something happened in the lab and she's running a little late." As they waited for their mother, they began a conversation. "How do you like Vegeta-sei so far Pan?" Bra asked cheerfully. "I've only been here a day but I like the Palace, I haven't been outside it yet to meet more people, but so far so good. I don't know what it's like on the outside." "Neither do I." Trunks said soberly. "What do you mean?" She asked confused. "I've never been outside the palace walls." He answered. "Well, what about Bra?" "Well, she gets out whenever she wants. All she has to say is 'Please Daddy' and she gets whatever she wishes." "Well, there IS an advantage to being the only daughter." She said with a smile. A maid passed by. "Good evening. Miss Bulma will be here in a moment." She said. "Thank you Linda." Bra said dismissing her.
Just then an exhausted Bulma burst in through the double doors. The aqua dress complimented her hair and eyes. She was looking at the floor as she entered the room and as she took her seat across from Trunks and next to Bra. Only when she looked up did she notice the girl sitting next to her son. She looked from Trunks to Pan, Pan to Trunks over and over again. Se did this three times before jumping over the table and grabbing her son into a bear hug. "It's about time! But I knew you wouldn't let me down! Finally found a mate! I'm finally going to have grandkids! What's her name? Where's she from?" On and on she questioned. Bra was not surprised at her mother's behavior, but she was very embarrassed. Pan had fallen on the floor with the surprise and was now sitting there giggling despite it all. Finally Bra got up and pried her mother's arms from Trunks. "Mom *cough* it's not like that!" he said finally able to breathe.
"No?" his mother asked disheartened. "No, she's my new sparring partner." He said, cradling his abdomen. "Then..?" "No." "Well then you'd better hurry up and find a mate! Well, in the mean time, introduce me to this pretty girl." Pan blushed. "Mom, this is Pan, Pan, this is my mom." Before Pan could say a word Bulma grabbed her into a huge hug. "Um, pleased to meet you to." Pan said in an attempt to breathe. Bulma let go and as she began walking around the table back to her own seat she called for the maids. From the corner of her eye she saw her son going to help Pan off the floor, and she heard Pan reprimand him as she slapped his hand. "What? Don't you think I'm strong enough to pick myself up off the floor?" "Hey, can't a guy be nice?" as he said this she grabbed his extended hand and pulled as hard as she could making him land on the floor beside her. They both began to laugh. Pan stood up and dusted herself off, extending a hand to help Trunks up. "You keep pushing your luck girl." Trunks said through gritted teeth taking her offered hand just as she was about to pull it back making them fall over again. "Tomorrow Pam, I'll pay you back for this" he said. He pulled out her chair and pushed it in for her while she sat, this time she did not object. "IT'S PAN! P-A-N!!!!!! And why tomorrow? Why not now? I think I still have enough energy to beat you AGAIN!" she said taunting him. "YOU GOT LUCKY!" he said defending himself. "And THAT is why I'll get you back tomorrow." He said pointing to all of the maids who were bustling in the room.
Out of all directions the maids came, with platters and dishes in hands and in trays. Pan's eyes went wide with glee as she watched the maids set the platters down in front of her. Bulma and Bra stared in amazement as Pan dug in just as wholeheartedly as Trunks. Bulma turned to her daughter to get her mind off of bad saiyan manners. "Thank Dende that at least one of my children got my good table manners!" "Dende?" Bra asked. "Nevermind."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~Half an Hour Later~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
By now nearly all of the food was devoured, only one corndog was left. Pan and Trunks both looked at one another and made a frantic grab for it. "It's MINE!" Trunks screamed. "No it's MINE!!!" Pan said angrily. Pan was the first to get it and sat there drooling over the last tasty morsel. As she lifted it to her mouth Trunks grabbed it from her and ran to the other end of the dining hall to eat it in peace. Seeing her come closer he licked it. "Now do you want it?" "Yes!" she shouted running at him. Seeing the threat he ran again, but she was quick to follow. She made a jump and grabbed him around his waist. She took it from his hands and sat on his back crushing his sides with her legs. Trunks wriggled under her trying to turn around, finally managing to just before the corndog touched her lips. He started to tickle her sending the corndog rolling, she got up to get it but he pulled her foot making her fall. Seeing his opportunity he crawled to get it. "Oh no you don't!" Pan said standing up and stepping on his butt. Trunks stood up and made a dash for the corndog, which was now in her hands again. Pan seeing that he might get it thought of something to make sure he didn't. A thought came to mind as she flashed him! (How she flashed him with the suit on I don't know, but she did!) He fell to floor with a nosebleed as she took a bite out of the long awaited food. Trunks recovered and sat up just in time to see her do so. He began to whine, begging her for it. "No!!" she shouted. He put on the biggest puppy dog eyes he possibly could. "Please?" he said in a low voice. Who could say no to those eyes! "Fine!" she said throwing him half the corndog, the bitten half. He looked at it. "Oh well!" he said throwing it into his mouth.
Mother and daughter had sat and watched their little game. "Wow, I've never seen him act like that," Bra said. "I've never see anyone act like that," Her mother replied. They watched as Pan helped Trunks up. "What? Do you think I'm not strong enough to help myself up?" He asked. "No, I don't think you're strong enough!" she laughed. "Oh really?" "Yeah!" "I'll show you!" He grabbed her by her waist and threw her over his shoulder, walking to the table and their seats, with Pan screaming at him and pounding his back with her little fists. "This is sexual harassment! You hentai! What are you doing?! Put me down now!" He finally set her down in her chair. "There! Would you like to continue saying what you were saying before?" "I'm smaller than you are, so I weigh less, it's different." she said. "No, it's not! You LOOK small, but you weigh one hell of a lot more than you look!"
"Well, I don't know anything about what's going on here. Would someone care to fill me in?" Bulma asked. So Trunks went through the events of the day once again, having to answer all of his mother's questions. By the time they were finished Pan had fallen asleep at the table. "Trunks, you'll have to carry her to her room." Bulma said. "Why me?" "Because you're the only one strong enough! AND NEVER QUESTION YOUR MOTHER!" she shouted. "Wait, she can't just sleep in that!" Bra said. "Okay, so take her to Bra's room and she'll change her and then you can take her to her own room. I'll have someone bring in night clothes for her tomorrow and whatever else she needs." Bulma said, solving their problem. Trunks picked Pan up and carried her in his arms like a child.
~Man she's heavy ~ Trunks thought as he gave his mother a kiss goodnight and took her through all of the hallways and passages and up all the stairways to his sisters room. Setting her down on the plum sheets, he sat down as well. "What are you doing in here?! I'm going to change her clothes! Leave!" "Fine, all you had to do was tell me!" So Trunks sat outside his sisters door and waited. 15 minutes later Bra put her head out the door and said "Okay, you can come and get her now." He walked into the room and looked at Pan's sleeping form, she was in a white silky nightgown and her hair was braided. She looked angelic. Picking her up he carried her, cradled in his arms to her room. On the way there she cuddled up against him, enjoying the warmth his body gave off. This little startled him, he nearly tripped over himself, but he made sure to keep steady not wanting to drop the girl in his arms.
He pushed the button to open the door with his forehead and went in, setting her down on her crimson sheets. She recoiled at the touch of the cold blankets and her face contorted into a frown as she left the warmth of his body. He lifted he up once more and moved the bedspread back, laying her down once again. He pulled the blanket over her small frame and sat down beside her, watching her breathe. He gave her a light kiss and left her room, turning off the lights and locking the door. In his own room he pulled off his clothes and pulled on a pair of boxers and lay down to bed. He fell asleep quickly with only one thing on his mind, or better said, one person.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ So whadya think? I think I did okay. Again I'm so sorry about the long wait. Please Review. If anyone wants to get e-mailed about updates since I'm such a procrastinator, I will be glad to. (Sorry Z, I didn't get to see your review, but I think she forgot about the story. I gotta be more attentive. )
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