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A/N: sorry for the lack of update everyone. I've jus been so busy and all……Alright I was too lazy so sue me, no wait I'm poor don't!

Angel of Mine

    By,

       Devilstitan

Chapter One-Promise Made

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 Rubbing her sore head Pan looked around to see where she had crashed. Her blue and orange gi was ripped at the knees and the waistband on her left hand was missing.

 "Brat where are you?" an all too familiar voice shouted.

 "Uncle Geta! I'm over here!" she yelled cupping her hands around her mouth. Within moments Vegeta was landing the middle of the deserted plains. The top part of his spandex was ripped off exposing not only his chest but also the scars that were engraved there.

 "Are you alright?" he questioned in a tone that could have easily been mistaken for concern.

 "I'm alright Uncle Geta," Pan said giving him a toothy grin. A low growl escaped from Vegeta's throat as she stared harshly at the young child.

 "Brat, I am not you uncle. I'm your prince and as your prince I demand you show some respect," the prince crossed his arms and glared at the small girl as if daring her to defy him. Pan in return crossed her chubby little arms, straightened her back and looked intently at Vegeta.

 "No," she replied defiantly as if daring him to fight back. Vegeta with no doubt was taken back by this. How dare this puny runt defy him? He was billion times stronger than her.

 "Fine then, you can stay here for all I care. Probably starve to death in a matter of days anyways." Vegeta was about to take off when he felt something—or rather someone grasp on tightly onto his leg.

"Pwease domn't leaph me alone," Pan's muffled voice stated, "I won't call you uncle anymore," she pleaded looking up at Vegeta with puppy dog eyes. Shaking the little demi-Saiya-jin off he crossed his arms and got nose to nose with Pan. Narrowing his eyes at her Vegeta emitted a small growl. Chibi Pan never even wavered. She stood like a statue staring blankly ahead.

 "Ground rules," Vegeta began, "I am not your uncle, grandpa, brother, father etc nor do I have any relations to you, do you understand?" He paused expectantly waiting for her agreement.

 "I am and always will be your prince. Nothing more, you are to obey me at all times. When I tell you to do something you do it!" Vegeta barked in her face. Frowning slightly Pan nodded her head letting him know she'd negotiate.

 "All right then, where are we?" Vegeta tool a good look around. There was grass as far as the eye could see but something wasn't quite right.  "It's too quiet," he mumbled.

 "Took you long enough," Pan said rolling her eyes as if she had figured it out a long time ago. Earning a glare from Vegeta she made no further comment. Sighing the Prince looking up at the sky it was a dullish green sort of colour.

 "Unc-I mean Geta what is this place?"

 "How am I suppose to know?" he snapped at her. Lowering her to the ground the little Saiya-jin unexpectedly let out a yawn. Pan nervously looked back up at the grown man as if expecting to receive another harsh comment. A few moments passed before neither moved, it was the small girl that had sat down crossed legged. Rubbing her eyes tiredly, Pan was unaware of Vegeta watching her with one eye.

 The sight of his own baby daughter flashed through his mind as he glanced at his rival's granddaughter. Imitating Pan's actions he wearingly lay down on the soft grass never taking his eyes off of Pan. In his eyes he once again saw his own daughter rubbing her eyes tiredly for the first time when he held her. Vegeta knew he shouldn't have grown so fond of her, and when the androids found his wife, Bulma, and his baby girl, Bra, hiding in a closet and watched as they slaughtered them in front of him, he could do nothing. Couldn't protect them, just like he couldn't protect his son. Why? Because he was too weak to protect himself.

 Shaking his head roughly, Vegeta found himself drenched in sweat. Pan was fast asleep indicated by her slow rising and falling chests. It was clearly night time in this strange place. The silence was becoming too eerie for him now. Slowly getting up, made a small fire a few inches away from Pan's freezing body. Picking her up gently he laid her down by the burning fire then sat down by the fire himself. Heat engulfed him as he sat quietly.

 "Geta?" Pan's tiny voice called out. Merely gruntingly in reply Vegeta faced her. "You won't ever leave me will you?" What had possessed her to ask such a question? She went on, "you'll protect me won't you?" Vegeta was surprised she would ask this of him. He looked into her innocent eyes and couldn't help but see Bra pleading for help. He averted his eyes to the dancing flames. He vowed to himself silently that he would never allow any harm to her.

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A/N: short I know but like I said I've got a lot of stuff to do its better than nothing.

Devilstitan