Sweet Revenge

By Videl

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Chapter 2

-Training Day-


Pan stood outside the entrance to the G.R. and finished tying her hair back, before entering.

"I'm here!" Pan shouted as she entered.

"I'm right here! You don't need to shout, my hearing is better than normal!" Vegeta growled at her.

She stepped fully into the room; Vegeta couldn't help but stare. Here she was, clad in a tight old-fashioned Saiyan armor. He couldn't help but react, she looked too appealing.

"Where'd you get that armor?" He asked, sounding rougher than he meant to.

"Oh, you don't like it?" Pan frowned, spinning in a circle to show it off. "I thought it looked good!" She pouted.

"It does, I mean… err… it looks fine!" He corrected himself. "I just want to know where you got it."

She looked at him funny before answering "I got it from my grandpa. He got it from some aliens in space."

Vegeta nodded, her answer was sufficient. But he couldn't take his eyes off of her. She looked so saiyan. It had been a long time since he had laid eyes on a real saiyan female. He realized just now how saiyan her true nature was.

'More than my brats, and she's only 1/4 blood.' He shook himself out of his daze, only to find Pan looking unabashedly at him.

She examined him from head to toe, showing more than blatant interest.

'Snap out of it!' He told himself. 'She's just a kid. Spawn of Kakkarott's spawn!' He reminded himself. 'You hate her, you don't like her!' He yelled at himself for a while, finally concluding that it was okay to lust after her. He was, after all, an unattached saiyan male. It was only natural to be attracted to her. She was one of two females left of his species, the other one being his own daughter. It was instinct, and he couldn't go against natural instinct.

Pan watched him as he had this lengthy conversation with himself. 'I wonder what he's thinking about.' She thought, slightly amused. 'He does look really good today.' She added. 'Whoa! Where did that come from?' She thought in surprise. 'He's your best friend's father! Your ex-boyfriend's father! Your grandfather's best friend and rival! Don't even think about him like that!' She chastised herself.

'But he doesn't look all that old, and he is kind of sexy, And he is available since Bulma died.' She caught herself on that one. 'Bulma. This was Bulma's husband! Surely it was wrong to lust after a dead friend's spouse.' She shook her head to clear the thoughts, and got into a fighting stance.

"Are you going to talk to yourself all day or are we going to fight?" She asked.

He snapped out of his mental battle, and without delay he marched over to the control panel to turn on the gravity.

" Twenty-five times normal gravity. Its nothing really, but can a weakling baka like you handle it?" Vegeta questioned. A smirk formed on his face.

Pan was straining against it, but still stood. "It's nothing. I'm fine." She protested as sweat beaded on her brow.

"Nothing?" He asked, walking over to her. She started to power up, finding it much easier to handle that way.

"Perhaps I could raise it a little? Since this is so easy for you."

She growled at him. He smirked, enjoying the show of her saiyan nature. Suddenly, she attacked. Vegeta had to take a step back, as he wasn't expecting her sudden launch of an offense. However, he caught the punch easily, and swiftly threw her into the side of the wall.

" Don't put down your guard when on the offense." He advised, watching her struggle to right herself, returning to her original stance. "Here, correct your posture." He walked over to her, repositioning her legs.

"Easier?" He asked, he noted the fact that the gravity seemed to be affecting her less now.

His response was a growl. He smirked, so she hated being corrected? This was going to be a lot of fun, he decided. "Now attack again." He ordered, watching as she complied. She would improve. He would make sure of it.

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"Damn it, Vegeta! Stop moving!" She shrieked, throwing punches left and right.

"I'm hardly moving at all! Concentrate! Stop acting like a wild animal, you should really try to hit the target!" He growled back, a grin of amusement plastered to his face.

"Bite me!" She screamed, taking his advice. Suddenly, out of nowhere, came a flying fist. It hit him squarely in the nose. She pulled back; amazed that she'd hit him. And at the same time, completely amused that his nose looked like road kill. "Oh." She giggled. "I'm sorry Vegeta." She then cracked up, forgetting about the fight she was supposed to be in.

Suddenly a fist came flying at her "You forget." He said. "A bloody nose does not kill your opponent." Vegeta told the crumpled girl lying against the wall.

She looked up slowly, now sporting a bleeding lip. "That hurt." She told him before standing up.

"I suppose it would." He replied with a smirk. He looked towards her, but she was gone. "Damn it!" He cursed, searching for her ki. It suddenly reappeared behind him.

"Kamehameha!" She screamed. The blast shook the whole room. Vegeta was propelled forward with the force; he went face first into the wall. And right through it.

"Oops." Pan squeaked with an innocent look. "I didn't do it!" She then ran through the hole, stopping to check Vegeta's limp body for signs of life. Satisfied that he would be okay, she flew into the air. Determined to be far away when he woke up.


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"Daddy! What did you do?" An enraged Bra yelled at her father.

"Can't you tell?" He asked in a grumpy voice. "I blew a whole through the wall!"

"No, You propelled something through that wall. You didn't kill anyone, did you?" His daughter, having taken over her mother's role in Capsule Corp as president and mechanic to repair his precious G.R., was very suspicious of the many ways he damaged the building.

"Honestly, I thought you knew to aim all major energy blasts at the south wall!" She groaned, taking out a palm computer and punching in a bunch of commands. Robots immediately streamed into the chamber, pulling out stray pieces of material and replacing them with new steel and brick. Vegeta grumbled a little, which Bra took as an apology, then stormed into the house. It was only 9 in the morning.

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"Pan!" Her father accused as she stepped into the house.

"Hi daddy." She immediately fell into the innocent daughter act.

"Don't 'hi daddy' me. Where have you been?" He frowned. "I went for a walk. I woke up early and couldn't sleep." She was now glad she stopped at a friend's house to shower and get on clean clothes.

"You should leave a note. By the way, Trunks called. He said to call him back." Pan growled low in her throat upon hearing his name.

"What was that about?" Her father asked, a worried look crossing his features.

"Nothing. We just got into a fight. He's probably calling to apologize." Well, it was close enough to the truth. This way her father wouldn't try to get revenge for her. She would do it herself.

"Alright. Tell me if you need anything." And he left to go upstairs to his study.

"I will." She called back sweetly. "God, he's so naive." She mumbled to herself.

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"Damn brat!" Vegeta cursed Pan over and over as he wrapped the many deep cuts. Despite how strong you may be, going through a steel enforced brick wall hurt.

"Well, at least she's improving." He said with a smirk. "It won't take long for her to overpower the brat." He stepped out of the bathroom, dressed quickly, and then went to see if the G.R. was fixed yet.

It didn't take long to find Bra, he knew she would be outside overseeing that the G.R. was being properly but put back together. She really did remind him so much of the women.

"No, daddy! You did a lot of damage. A lot of expensive damage! It'll take time to fix." Bra screamed out at her father when he asked if it would ready to use soon.

Vegeta turned away and headed straight back into the house. What was he supposed to do with the rest of his time?

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Trunks sat in his luxurious office. She would call, wouldn't she? I mean, she couldn't be all that mad. So she'd found him with another woman. It wasn't the worst thing he had done to her. If he apologized enough, he was sure she would take him back just like all the other times before. Trunks smirked, showing a shocking resemblance to his father.

"Mr. Briefs, a young lady is here to see you." Trunks' smirk changed into a genuine smile.

"Send her in." He spoke into the intercom. His secretary, Lana, didn't sound pleased. She tended to get jealous, even though she knew he had many female "visitors."

"I wonder who it could be…" The door opened a second later.

"Hey, Trunks!" The blonde giggled.

"Marron." He smiled. "What a lovely surprise. You just happened to be in the neighborhood?"

"Oh, I stopped by to see Bra, but she wasn't here."

"Of course." She giggled again, coming to sit on his lap. He helped her shove all the stuff, including his laptop, off his desk.

"You taste so good." He whispered, nibbling on her ear. She giggled. Pan's call could wait, couldn't it?

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"Damn it!" Pan cursed. She was well aware of what Trunks was up to. She could read his ki, and she wasn't dumb.

"Damn, damn, damn!" She screamed again, marching around her room. "That's it!" She shouted to the ceiling. "I'm going out! I can't stand being cooped up here while he has all the fun." She opened the window and jumped out, letting herself fall a good distance before flying off.

She tried to block the thought of Trunks having sex with whatever women it had been this time. Within a matter of minutes, she was flying Bulma's house. Bulma may have been dead, but everyone still considered the place as hers. She landed and approached the door.

"Hey, Vegeta!" She knocked on the door. He looked up from his lunch. He had several pizza boxes empty in front of him.

"Vegeta!" She yelled again, pounding. He got up and opened the door.

"You realize it was unlocked, don't you?" He asked her with a smirk.

Her eyes narrowed in anger. "Ass." She told him. "I want to train." She informed, cheering up noticeably.

"Can't." He responded before shoving an almost full slice of pizza into his mouth.

"Why not!" She cried in outrage. "You said you'd train me!"

Vegeta swallowed. "Because somebody broke the Gravity Chamber." He hissed.

Pan backed up a step in reaction. He looked very mean. "Well," she mumbled in a meek voice. "We can train somewhere else, right?" She looked up at him with big doe eyes. She'd learned this trick from Bra a very long time ago. Vegeta could never stand against it.

"Fine." He growled, shoving the pizza boxes into the trash, or at least attempting to. The pair took off toward a barren strip of land a few hundred miles away.

"Race ya!" Pan shouted, boosting her speed and disappearing from sight.

Vegeta shook his head and followed. "Too easy." He said, going super saiyan and quickly catching up.

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Too Be Continued…

-Videl