Rise and Shine
By Duran the Gladiator
Chapter 9: Pure emotions
Warning: This is… the lemon! If you cannot handle that, skip the chapter. Those who can stand to read it, hope you like it!
Tora stood at the front door, waiting a bit impatiently for Pan to join him so the two of them could leave for Bulma's welcoming party. He looked at his watch again: 21:15. They were definitely late.
"Pan, your father will start to worry by now…", he said as he saw her rush down the stairs, take her coat and purse, and run to the car. He smiled and sat down next to her as she sought for her keys. "I got them, you gave them to me to avoid having to search your purse."
"Thanks. Now, let's hurry! We're lucky it's just in Capsule Corp., only five minutes there…"
They arrived last. Pan capsulated her car, as she saw no other cars around, and went inside. Videl came running to the two as they entered.
"Hey Pan, Tora, come with me! Bulma isn't here yet, she went to Goku first, Chichi and him are gonna be here any minute. We're planning on surprising her… Goku called her this morning, telling her that there wasn't going to be a party after all. By the way, your father was worried sick about you." Tora blinked in the darkness hiding the waiting friends. Pan chuckled.
"Tora told me so. By the way…"
"Introduce us to each other when the lights are on, otherwise it'll have no use, won't it Tora?"
"I'm sure you look most beautiful, miss Videl, and that Pan takes after you…" Suddenly, someone shushed them all. Goku's car had stopped in front of the building. A conversation was heard faintly.
"The laboratory is still open, it seems", said Chichi.
"Dad hasn't changed a bit then: still working all the way through the night!", came a different female voice – Bulma's, Pan realised. The door opened, and Goku and Chichi stepped in.
"Doctor Briefs?", he shouted, a secret sign for the inventor to come out of the lab and go to his daughter.
"Dad, put on the light, I can't see where you are." The doctor flicked a switch and suddenly, to Bulma's surprise, she saw the room was filled with her friends and family.
"Surprise! Welcome back, Bulma!", everyone shouted. Bulma was obviously touched by the attention.
"You guys shouldn't have! Goku, Chi, you planned for this, didn't you?"
"Actually, we didn't do it alone. Not only Gary and Annabelle helped, but Eighteen and Krillin lended us a hand as well." Eighteen curtsied, mumbling a very humble "It was nothing".
"But enough of these thank-yous and stuff", stated Goku in an amused tone, "let's party!"
After a while, most of the partiers were a little drunk – Goten had happily given the cocktails a "new ingredient" so they became twice as strong, which he himself enjoyed the most. Pan had tasted it right away and had complimented her uncle with it.
"Great one, uncle, and very original!" However, neither she nor Goten could suppress a few chuckles when they saw Videl pinch Gohan in the ass. Goten had noticed Pan's sudden change of mood – she had drunk some glasses as she, Goten and Tora had observed the others – and Tora's trouble to walk straight amusedly and was scheming to get a laugh with them as well. He decided to get them to dance, just to see if their drunk state would make them go all lovey-dovey over each other as well. He went to the DJ and asked him to play a slow. Pan had no idea of the set-up and asked Tora if he wanted to dance.
"Sure, Pan-chan…", he said as he took her hand and led her outside, onto the dance floor. He gently held her close to him, admiring just how beautiful she was in the light of the moon, and taking her proximity in with all his senses. Her scent made his mind slip, and he found himself pulling her even closer. Pan, meanwhile, had looped her arms around his neck and was enjoying the dance as much, if not more, than her partner. She hadn't expected herself to react that strongly to his appearance, his closeness. As he pulled her closer, she made sure to use the opportunity to take his scent in, and found her instincts gradually take control. When the dance ended, they didn't even notice the others anymore.
"You dance really good.", said Pan, too charmed by him to even realise what she was saying. Tora didn't notice, but leaned into her and kissed her, pushing whatever reason the two of them had left away to replace them with blind desire. Pan eagerly started to kiss him back when she was lifted. When they stood in front of the building, in silence, she decapsulised the car and drove back to the house without caring about anything else but getting there as fast as possible. Tora ki blasted the lock, not even bothering to think about the key, and carried a shivering Pan to her room, put her on the bed.
"Take off the dress, it's too nice-looking on you to be torn.", he said as he took off his jacket and T-shirt. Pan nearly tore it off anyway, but managed to leave it in one piece. Her emotions were raging, her breath was ragged, her body ready for what was to come. She motioned for him to come, knowing she's jump on him if he didn't hurry. He neared her, tail flailing wildly, pushed her onto the bed and quickly positioned himself. In one liquid motion, he entered her. Pan screamed, but was immediately soothed as he started thrusting into her, roughly, and kissed her cheek, her neck, her shoulders. She knew what he was about to do and braced herself , moving her hand over his shoulder, wiping his hair away from the spot where she'd mark him. They both bit at the same time, eagerly tasting each others blood. Trunks sped up his thrusts, driven mad by her scent and the lingering savour of her blood. The two entwined legs and tails as they felt they were close to exploding. Trunks nearly howled in delight as he let all care go and gave in to the pleasure flooding his senses. Pan came right after him, screaming his name as she felt everything but Trunks and herself fade.
The both of them lay limp and satisfied in each others arms, regaining their senses a bit. Pan was first to speak.
"My dad is going to have us both killed."
"He won't", replied Trunks. He looked at her, realising what they had just done, and added: "I love you too much to have you taken away from me, or me from you."
"I love you too. I love you enough to bond myself to you for the rest of my life." Tora wrapped his arms around her again as she kissed him. She's such a sweet kisser, he thought, before they started to make love again – taking their time to do everything properly.
Gohan awoke the next morning remembering little from the party – he didn't even recall being brought home by Seventeen. Videl was awake already, but not too long, he assumed from the warm but empty space next to him. He propped himself up a bit, knowing she had gone to get them breakfast.
"Here it is – eggs, bacon, everything the hungry and still tired mind needs to fully wake up and get new energy from!", said Videl happily as she got back under the cover.
"Why the good mood? Was it something I did yesterday evening?"
"You acted all romantic all of a sudden… you carried me to bed…"
"Yes…", he said, getting the romantic feeling back a bit, "I just don't let you know how much I love you enough!"
"It was really sweet though. Not that we were the only ones: I recall your father dancing with Chichi in mid-air. Heck, even Pan and Tora slowed at a certain point!" Gohan just grumbled to that, not wanting to spoil the feeling of the moment. Videl decided to let it rest and brought up something else. "Remember what happened about twenty years ago?"
"Yeah, like it was yesterday…", said Gohan, cuddling up to his wife. "I don't remember what made you fall off that building, but I do remember me diving down after you and catching you a few feet above the ground…"
"Yes, and then we started going out… the best feeling I ever had!"
"But then, your father found out, and he locked you away…"
"Yes, I became sick by having to miss you!"
"…and then I snuck away, freed you, and we eloped (sp?) and…" Gohan suddenly grew quiet. He remembered the party, and more specifically, the way Pan had danced with Tora. He had danced that way with Videl before, and that had led to their bonding.
"And nine months later, Pan was born.", concluded Videl. Then, she too thought of the slow. "History has a tendency to repeat itself, doesn't it?"
"He saved her life, and they went to live together, they… Why haven't I seen before?!" He thought of what Goku had said. "Dad was right when he said "I saved Chichi's life too once": he knew. He saw it and he realised before me. But that means…" Gohan got out of bed and dressed, a fierce look in his eyes. "I'm going to pay our daughter a visit."
"Gohan, don't!", screamed Videl, but he didn't hear her anymore, he was long gone.
Tora awoke feeling renewed. He wasn't at all surprised to find himself in Pan's room, with Pan still lying next to him, but what he was surprised of was that he felt something tingle in his mind.
"Pan? Pan-chan, wake up, it's morning!"
"Mmh? Morning already? Okay, let's wake up…" She got out of bed and went to take a shower. When she returned, fully clothed, her lover was still naked. "Tora, you'd better get something on you as well, as I refuse to make breakfast for a naked guy…"
"Why Pan, I thought you'd like to have me for breakfast!", he said, grinning evilly as he stretched.
"No thanks, I had a pretty good meal when we got back from the party." She went downstairs, leaving Tora to take a shower and get dressed. When he came downstairs, he was met by the best-looking breakfast he had ever seen.
"Pan, do you expect me to get all this finished?"
"Nope. But since we have three fridges with food that's nearly spoilt… it's going to get thrown in the garbage anyway. Grab what you want. Oh, and remember we have to go to work this afternoon… wait a while.", she said as the phone interrupted the conversation. "Hello, Pan Son. Hey mom! …Huh? He what? Yes… Okay… Oh no… I understand… yes. We'll cloak, he won't find us… bye!" She turned to Tora, who didn't look surprised at all.
"Gohan found out, and he's coming here to spare no one, right?"
"Yep. Mom told me to go to gramps, she said he can probably understand… C'mon, we'll have to go cloaked. Here, in this car…", she said as she decapsulised a yellow and green van that said "Flower delivery service – South City" on the sides. "Get in, he won't know it's us…"
They left via the road behind the house, and drove slowly to the "palace". Goku had been notified of their coming, and was aware of the reason as well. He waited for Pan already.
"Gramps, dad's going to kill me!", she sobbed as she ran to him. Goku comforted her.
"He isn't, not as long as I'll live! We'll talk this over with your dad, and he won't harm you or Tora." He brought them inside, to the dining room. "You're probably hungry, aren't you?" Pan nodded and ate the food Chichi had cooked for them. Tora rolled his eyes – they had left their breakfast, and now she was eating here – but Goku grinned. "You'll learn, Tora, that if there's one thing that makes us Sons famous, it's our appetite! We're on nearly every restaurant's black list since we eat them out of house and home on family dinners… especially Goten and I!" He motioned for Tora to sit down as well as Chichi brought in more delicious-looking things.
"Chichi, aren't we asking too much of you? I mean…"
"Nonsense!", she replied, "It's always so nice to be able to cook for someone beside me and Goku!" She went back to the kitchen to bring Goku his food, and after a while, they all sat quietly at the table eating breakfast. When they were done, the maid knocked the door.
"Mister Gohan is here, sir, to see you."
"Wait a minute!", he addressed the servant. "Chichi, take Pan and Tora to the kitchen for a while. Mary-anne, you can let Gohan in now…" Goku mentally braced himself, for it was going to be a tough battle – one he had never faced before: the battle of a father for his daughter…
AN: It's done! I don't think I can update tomorrow, but I will try. Week vacation is nearly over, so I'll try to update every two days from now on. Any questions/remarks/criticism? Review and tell me what you think. Oh yeah, please forgive me if the lemon is too much (whatever you think), I am not used to writing them… Greetings!