Chapter 7
"My own Uncle." Pan whispered hugging her pillow. Angel, who was playing his flute stopped to stroke her hair. After the mess in the kitchen he told Gohan and Videl that Pan wasn't feeling well and suggested that she be taken home to rest. Pan was rushed home and Angel was now "taking care" of her.
Videl opened the door and popped her head in suddenly. "Are you feeling any better honey?" Pan nodded smiling slightly for proof.
"Yes, thanks to Angel." She half lied. Videl looked at him and nodded approvingly. He turned and grinned at her, his hand was now tickling Pan's neck causing her to let out a giggle.
Videl smiled back. "Well, if you need me I'll be down the hall."
"Yes ma'am." One they were alone again Pan cursed angrily, punching her pillow and causing Angel to look at her strangely.
"Sorry, didn't mean to piss you off." He said.
"I hate them both."she muttered suddenly, her voice rising. "I can't stop thinking about it!"
Angel shook his head. "Stop saying that. You know you don't hate them." He pulled back the covers of her bed and motioned for her to get under the blankets. "I think you've had enough excitement for one night. And remember.you're supposed to be sick. What kind of doctor would I be to let go on like this?" Letting out a defeated sigh Pan snuggled under the covers and watched as Angel laid down next to her, his head prompted in his hands. After a while of silence Pan turned over and looked at him to find him sound asleep. He looked so peaceful sleeping there. She reached up and played with one of the idle locks of hair that had fallen in his face. His face frowned up then relaxed suddenly after a sigh.
*~*~*~*~*~
Pan looked down at the sparkling city below. From the building she was on she could see the dark dome of Capsule Corporation. She was going by her favorite rule: don't get mad.get even. She wore a pair of old hip hugger blue jeans and a sleeveless purple shirt that was cut high, shoving most of her stomach. She was protected from the wind by a black jacket. She wore boots, black of course but her work ones instead. She planed on using these.Dark shades covered her eyes and a smirk covered her red lips. If you're going to do something why not do it in style, ne? Flipping off the pillar she was standing on she floated down a bit before bursting off full speed.
Trunks' room was located on one of the upper floors of the house in the back. Luckily the window was open for her to sneak in through. Standing up she looked around, taking in her surroundings. The prince's room was very large, as expected, with his bed facing the wall left of the large window. His dresser sat opposite of the bed with a door to it's right leading into his bathroom. On the wall opposite to his window sat a large desk, cluttered with papers. Walking to the bed she crawled onto it grinning when she saw him sleeping on his back. An evil plan in mind she threw her leg over his side and sat straddling him. "Trunks." She whispered. The boy face faulted in his sleep but made no major movement. Next she lent over running her hands through his hair. "Trunks." she breathed into his ear.
Slowly his eyes fluttered open slightly, still drunken with sleep. "What.Pan? What are you.?"
She pressed her finger to his lips to silence him. "You know why I'm here don't you?" Receiving no answer she sat on him tracing her fingers across his chest. "Don't you?" He moaned softy, letting his hand trail along her legs until they reached their final resting place on Pan's hips. "Well.don't you? I'm still waiting for an answer." She taunted. The urge to kill him on the spot was strong, but she held out letting him have his moment.
She was sitting on him, not that he minded, but now wasn't a good time. He could fell the heat build up, begging for release and it was really starting to get to him. "N.no." he managed to gasp eventually. Pan stopped her movements, satisfied with his answer and got off standing by his window. He watched her with drunken eyes as she begin to play with her jacket, sliding it off one of her bare shoulders. "You should know Trunks." She replied sweetly, licking her lips suggestively. Get out the bed...just do that and I'll take care off the rest.
He sat up with a grunt. She was toying with him, not that he minded but it was really starting to bother him where it counted. He'd show her; after all he could just toss her back down on the bed and make her pay for all her taunting. Suddenly the thought of having Pan writhing beneath him was extremely pleasing. He got up to put his plan into action. She would pay double of what she gave him. Trunks smoothly walked towards her and wrapped an arm around her waist pulling her near. "Pan, what a pleasant surprise. I thought you hated me?" He closed in for a kiss.
The raven-haired girl chuckled darkly. "I know I said that.and that's why I'm here." She brought her hand up and ran it through Trunks' hair, their faces only inches apart. "I still hate you." With that said she closed her hand around his hair causing him to scream out with pain. Suddenly she pushed him to the side with force, slamming him through the window and listened as his body hit the cement ground with a sickening thud. Satisfied by her little trick she followed his path floating down and landing by his head. She stood there smirking down at him. The night was quiet and the only sound came from the swimming pool behind them, the waves gracefully lapping against the edges.
With a low groan, he sat up and glared at her, rubbing his head. "What's your problem?"
"You know damn well what my problem is, you bastard!" she spat back.
"Pan I told you it was a harmless joke!" She had to bring that up again.
"Well I'm not laughing! Tonight was the last time you'll ever hurt me and I'm gonna make you pay." she stepped towards him slowly, the look of disgust growing with each step. Trunks really didn't want to fight her, the thought from before wandered across his mind and Pan thought she saw something flash in his eyes as he looked at her. Was that.lust? Pan could have died laughing, he wanted her and she could tell, in more than one ways. His eyes were haunting and unnerved her a bit, but she shook it off. She was here for revenge, not to cower.
*~*~*~*~*~
It didn't take Angel long to find out that something was wrong, he felt it. Muttering silent curses, he sat up and looked around to find that Pan had left, just like he had thought. He tried their link but found that she had cut if off, something else to add to his furry. Angel sat there for a moment wondering whether or not to transform. No...oo much. He was only going to drag her back home before she got caught.but then again if Trunks saw him he might have to anyway. But then again...maybe not. Finally he pulled on a wind suit, some shoes, tied back his hair and flew out the window and into the night.
*~*~*~*~*~
Trunks dodged another punch and kicked her away. Since when was his Pan- Chan this fast? He teleported suddenly, appearing behind her grabbing her and lifting her into the air.
If only she could reach she could kick him in the face and continue kicking his ass! But nothing, he would dodge when she came to close anyway. "Put me down now!" she yelled.
"Why should I? I like you this way." He muttered.
"I swear.if you don't put me down." Trunks shrugged and tossed her over his shoulder and into the pool. It was her turn to be thrown, payback!
It took her a while but soon her head popped up on the surface dripping wet and angry. "You little." Trunks threw her one of his sweet smiles then smirked. The dirty bastard! She thought she sensed something in the distance and turned to look but stopped as a ki blast flew at her. Letting out a small gasp the girl ducked under the water avoiding the cheep attack. Frowning she looked up, knowing that the first time her head surfaced Trunks with attempt to lit it aflame. Suddenly another one of her brilliant schemes came to mind and with a silent chuckle Pan let herself carelessly float to the top of the water. He watched her come up and blinked when she didn't move.
"Pan? Oh shit, Pan!" He rushed to her side dragging the body halfway from the water. She was under there for a long time; what if she was.Gohan wouldn't be happy. Pan's arms slowly crept up Trunks' arm, caressing every muscle until they reached his shoulders. She felt him tense and her eyes snapped open, a smirk on her face.
"Got ya!" she half whispered as she yanked him in with her. He swam back up to the surface and glared at her. "Lighten up Trunks! You remind me of one of those kids that don't like taking baths." He brushed some hair from his face, spitting water from his mouth and splashed her with water. She dived under the water, grabbed him by the legs, and yanked him down until he was eye level with her. Suddenly Trunks swam at Pan, grabbed her by the arms and pushed her up against the wall of the pool. Trunks smirked when she started struggling. They faded and appeared in air above the pool. It was Trunks's time to smirk. She was right were he wanted her, well not really but kinda. His fingers were clamped tightly around the collar of her jacket. She glared up at him with one of her I'm-gone-kick-your-ass looks. In return Trunks threw her one of his that-may-be-true-but-I'll-love-ya- anyway looks and dropped her. Pan teleported just before her skin touched the water.
"Damn.she wasn't supposed to do that." he pouted. Pan appeared above him and kicked him from behind. Trunks flipped forward and landed face first in the water below. Pan didn't admit it but she was finding it harder to stay mad a him. She was actually having fun. He burst from the water and flew at her tackling her in mid air, holding her close to him. His heart beat rhythmically and she soon found herself laughing.
"Ran out of ideas?" she asked.
"No.as long as I have you like this I could always finish what you started earlier." he answered grinning.
Pan narrowed her eyes. "You disgust me."
"Oh really?" Trunks chuckled nuzzling her neck a little. He felt her tense at his touch and knew that when he let her go there would be hell to pay, but would said he was going to do that?
"Have anything heavy or sharp hanging around out here? I plan on using it." She hissed at him.
"Have you forgotten that you can't move? And kicking would get you nowhere, I'll just squeeze harder." Pan mentally cursed herself. He would be the one to do it to.
"You know I could always scream rape." She really wanted to beat the crap out of him. She was aching to do it and he was asking for it.
"Go ahead, scream all you like. There are many places I could take you where no one would hear you." He replied grinning. Yep, that was Trunks, the boy with the answer to everything.
/Angel.? /
/Pan what the hell? / he sounded angry and Pan almost regretted leaving him alone like she did. It's true she could've left a note for him so he wouldn't worry, but who thinks about stuff like that when they're mad?
/I know...remember when you said I didn't hate him...you're right, I can't / she said softy. She should have listened, but if she had her night wouldn't have been as interesting as it was. /Wait for you at home? / she asked after a pause.
/Sure, all right, but you better get back there fast before your mom busts in asking where my patient is. / Angel closed the link. He'd talk to her when she returned.
"Pan, you have the right to hate me...but at least let me try to make it up to you this time, for real. No joke." Trunks said breaking the silence that had settled between them and letting her go. "How about I take you out tomorrow?" Pan opened her mouth to protest but Trunks placed a finger to her lips silencing her. "I'm not taking no for an answer...not this time. I'll pick you up around 7:00pm, and I won't be late." He planted a kiss on her lips then turned and started towards the house leaving Pan to start at his retreating form before she turned to leave herself.
Topazia: what a weird chapter...^^'
Next Chapter: won't give away much but I will say that you learn a little more about Angel. ^^
"My own Uncle." Pan whispered hugging her pillow. Angel, who was playing his flute stopped to stroke her hair. After the mess in the kitchen he told Gohan and Videl that Pan wasn't feeling well and suggested that she be taken home to rest. Pan was rushed home and Angel was now "taking care" of her.
Videl opened the door and popped her head in suddenly. "Are you feeling any better honey?" Pan nodded smiling slightly for proof.
"Yes, thanks to Angel." She half lied. Videl looked at him and nodded approvingly. He turned and grinned at her, his hand was now tickling Pan's neck causing her to let out a giggle.
Videl smiled back. "Well, if you need me I'll be down the hall."
"Yes ma'am." One they were alone again Pan cursed angrily, punching her pillow and causing Angel to look at her strangely.
"Sorry, didn't mean to piss you off." He said.
"I hate them both."she muttered suddenly, her voice rising. "I can't stop thinking about it!"
Angel shook his head. "Stop saying that. You know you don't hate them." He pulled back the covers of her bed and motioned for her to get under the blankets. "I think you've had enough excitement for one night. And remember.you're supposed to be sick. What kind of doctor would I be to let go on like this?" Letting out a defeated sigh Pan snuggled under the covers and watched as Angel laid down next to her, his head prompted in his hands. After a while of silence Pan turned over and looked at him to find him sound asleep. He looked so peaceful sleeping there. She reached up and played with one of the idle locks of hair that had fallen in his face. His face frowned up then relaxed suddenly after a sigh.
*~*~*~*~*~
Pan looked down at the sparkling city below. From the building she was on she could see the dark dome of Capsule Corporation. She was going by her favorite rule: don't get mad.get even. She wore a pair of old hip hugger blue jeans and a sleeveless purple shirt that was cut high, shoving most of her stomach. She was protected from the wind by a black jacket. She wore boots, black of course but her work ones instead. She planed on using these.Dark shades covered her eyes and a smirk covered her red lips. If you're going to do something why not do it in style, ne? Flipping off the pillar she was standing on she floated down a bit before bursting off full speed.
Trunks' room was located on one of the upper floors of the house in the back. Luckily the window was open for her to sneak in through. Standing up she looked around, taking in her surroundings. The prince's room was very large, as expected, with his bed facing the wall left of the large window. His dresser sat opposite of the bed with a door to it's right leading into his bathroom. On the wall opposite to his window sat a large desk, cluttered with papers. Walking to the bed she crawled onto it grinning when she saw him sleeping on his back. An evil plan in mind she threw her leg over his side and sat straddling him. "Trunks." She whispered. The boy face faulted in his sleep but made no major movement. Next she lent over running her hands through his hair. "Trunks." she breathed into his ear.
Slowly his eyes fluttered open slightly, still drunken with sleep. "What.Pan? What are you.?"
She pressed her finger to his lips to silence him. "You know why I'm here don't you?" Receiving no answer she sat on him tracing her fingers across his chest. "Don't you?" He moaned softy, letting his hand trail along her legs until they reached their final resting place on Pan's hips. "Well.don't you? I'm still waiting for an answer." She taunted. The urge to kill him on the spot was strong, but she held out letting him have his moment.
She was sitting on him, not that he minded, but now wasn't a good time. He could fell the heat build up, begging for release and it was really starting to get to him. "N.no." he managed to gasp eventually. Pan stopped her movements, satisfied with his answer and got off standing by his window. He watched her with drunken eyes as she begin to play with her jacket, sliding it off one of her bare shoulders. "You should know Trunks." She replied sweetly, licking her lips suggestively. Get out the bed...just do that and I'll take care off the rest.
He sat up with a grunt. She was toying with him, not that he minded but it was really starting to bother him where it counted. He'd show her; after all he could just toss her back down on the bed and make her pay for all her taunting. Suddenly the thought of having Pan writhing beneath him was extremely pleasing. He got up to put his plan into action. She would pay double of what she gave him. Trunks smoothly walked towards her and wrapped an arm around her waist pulling her near. "Pan, what a pleasant surprise. I thought you hated me?" He closed in for a kiss.
The raven-haired girl chuckled darkly. "I know I said that.and that's why I'm here." She brought her hand up and ran it through Trunks' hair, their faces only inches apart. "I still hate you." With that said she closed her hand around his hair causing him to scream out with pain. Suddenly she pushed him to the side with force, slamming him through the window and listened as his body hit the cement ground with a sickening thud. Satisfied by her little trick she followed his path floating down and landing by his head. She stood there smirking down at him. The night was quiet and the only sound came from the swimming pool behind them, the waves gracefully lapping against the edges.
With a low groan, he sat up and glared at her, rubbing his head. "What's your problem?"
"You know damn well what my problem is, you bastard!" she spat back.
"Pan I told you it was a harmless joke!" She had to bring that up again.
"Well I'm not laughing! Tonight was the last time you'll ever hurt me and I'm gonna make you pay." she stepped towards him slowly, the look of disgust growing with each step. Trunks really didn't want to fight her, the thought from before wandered across his mind and Pan thought she saw something flash in his eyes as he looked at her. Was that.lust? Pan could have died laughing, he wanted her and she could tell, in more than one ways. His eyes were haunting and unnerved her a bit, but she shook it off. She was here for revenge, not to cower.
*~*~*~*~*~
It didn't take Angel long to find out that something was wrong, he felt it. Muttering silent curses, he sat up and looked around to find that Pan had left, just like he had thought. He tried their link but found that she had cut if off, something else to add to his furry. Angel sat there for a moment wondering whether or not to transform. No...oo much. He was only going to drag her back home before she got caught.but then again if Trunks saw him he might have to anyway. But then again...maybe not. Finally he pulled on a wind suit, some shoes, tied back his hair and flew out the window and into the night.
*~*~*~*~*~
Trunks dodged another punch and kicked her away. Since when was his Pan- Chan this fast? He teleported suddenly, appearing behind her grabbing her and lifting her into the air.
If only she could reach she could kick him in the face and continue kicking his ass! But nothing, he would dodge when she came to close anyway. "Put me down now!" she yelled.
"Why should I? I like you this way." He muttered.
"I swear.if you don't put me down." Trunks shrugged and tossed her over his shoulder and into the pool. It was her turn to be thrown, payback!
It took her a while but soon her head popped up on the surface dripping wet and angry. "You little." Trunks threw her one of his sweet smiles then smirked. The dirty bastard! She thought she sensed something in the distance and turned to look but stopped as a ki blast flew at her. Letting out a small gasp the girl ducked under the water avoiding the cheep attack. Frowning she looked up, knowing that the first time her head surfaced Trunks with attempt to lit it aflame. Suddenly another one of her brilliant schemes came to mind and with a silent chuckle Pan let herself carelessly float to the top of the water. He watched her come up and blinked when she didn't move.
"Pan? Oh shit, Pan!" He rushed to her side dragging the body halfway from the water. She was under there for a long time; what if she was.Gohan wouldn't be happy. Pan's arms slowly crept up Trunks' arm, caressing every muscle until they reached his shoulders. She felt him tense and her eyes snapped open, a smirk on her face.
"Got ya!" she half whispered as she yanked him in with her. He swam back up to the surface and glared at her. "Lighten up Trunks! You remind me of one of those kids that don't like taking baths." He brushed some hair from his face, spitting water from his mouth and splashed her with water. She dived under the water, grabbed him by the legs, and yanked him down until he was eye level with her. Suddenly Trunks swam at Pan, grabbed her by the arms and pushed her up against the wall of the pool. Trunks smirked when she started struggling. They faded and appeared in air above the pool. It was Trunks's time to smirk. She was right were he wanted her, well not really but kinda. His fingers were clamped tightly around the collar of her jacket. She glared up at him with one of her I'm-gone-kick-your-ass looks. In return Trunks threw her one of his that-may-be-true-but-I'll-love-ya- anyway looks and dropped her. Pan teleported just before her skin touched the water.
"Damn.she wasn't supposed to do that." he pouted. Pan appeared above him and kicked him from behind. Trunks flipped forward and landed face first in the water below. Pan didn't admit it but she was finding it harder to stay mad a him. She was actually having fun. He burst from the water and flew at her tackling her in mid air, holding her close to him. His heart beat rhythmically and she soon found herself laughing.
"Ran out of ideas?" she asked.
"No.as long as I have you like this I could always finish what you started earlier." he answered grinning.
Pan narrowed her eyes. "You disgust me."
"Oh really?" Trunks chuckled nuzzling her neck a little. He felt her tense at his touch and knew that when he let her go there would be hell to pay, but would said he was going to do that?
"Have anything heavy or sharp hanging around out here? I plan on using it." She hissed at him.
"Have you forgotten that you can't move? And kicking would get you nowhere, I'll just squeeze harder." Pan mentally cursed herself. He would be the one to do it to.
"You know I could always scream rape." She really wanted to beat the crap out of him. She was aching to do it and he was asking for it.
"Go ahead, scream all you like. There are many places I could take you where no one would hear you." He replied grinning. Yep, that was Trunks, the boy with the answer to everything.
/Angel.? /
/Pan what the hell? / he sounded angry and Pan almost regretted leaving him alone like she did. It's true she could've left a note for him so he wouldn't worry, but who thinks about stuff like that when they're mad?
/I know...remember when you said I didn't hate him...you're right, I can't / she said softy. She should have listened, but if she had her night wouldn't have been as interesting as it was. /Wait for you at home? / she asked after a pause.
/Sure, all right, but you better get back there fast before your mom busts in asking where my patient is. / Angel closed the link. He'd talk to her when she returned.
"Pan, you have the right to hate me...but at least let me try to make it up to you this time, for real. No joke." Trunks said breaking the silence that had settled between them and letting her go. "How about I take you out tomorrow?" Pan opened her mouth to protest but Trunks placed a finger to her lips silencing her. "I'm not taking no for an answer...not this time. I'll pick you up around 7:00pm, and I won't be late." He planted a kiss on her lips then turned and started towards the house leaving Pan to start at his retreating form before she turned to leave herself.
Topazia: what a weird chapter...^^'
Next Chapter: won't give away much but I will say that you learn a little more about Angel. ^^