Chapter Sixteen
Pan tried to zoom away but it was difficult when a persistent male wouldn't leave you alone.
"Where are you going?" Zarah flew in front of her, forcing her to slow down of run into him.
"Home," she zipped around him.
"You're going the wrong way," he told her in a knowing voice.
Pan glanced over her shoulder, "What?"
He flew closer to her, "Your home. It isn't that way, it's that way."
He pointed in the opposite direction.
She didn't know what to think about that she knew where she lived but she could feel that somehow . . . he was right too. Pan had a feeling it had to do with the mark on his cheek, she wanted no more then to follow him, and let him show her were their- her home was.
Pan shook her head and put more power behind her in an effort to get away from him and the weird feelings he produced in her.
"Pan," Zarah's voice floated to her ear.
Pan ignored the shiver that went down her spine, "What?"
"Why are you running?"
Pan glared at him.
"I'm not running."
"Could have fooled me," Zarah snorted.
Pan swung at him but missed terribly.
"Leave me alone!"
Zarah grasped her arm lightly, "Why?"
Pan met his eyes defiantly, though, strangely enough she couldn't find any will to support it.
"Pan," he said her name like he was savoring it on his tongue, "We are one now-"
She jerked away from him.
"Pan-"
"No! Leave me alone you freak!" She reached desperately for any insult that would make him leave.
"You monkey tailed abomination!"
Zarah's lips quirked with amusement as he watched her fly away.
"You're a monkey abomination too so what's your point? She must need space."
He nodded to himself, he would follow the advice of his father.
"When women start acting irrational and you know for sure it wasn't your fault, just leave them alone."
Besides, he had to prepare the cave for her arrival.
**
Vegeta glanced up startled as his bloody daughter slammed her way into his gravity room.
"Bra?"
"Zarah is mated to Pan," she snapped in explanation and winced at her tone.
"Hn," Vegeta inclined his head and motioned to her damaged body, "and this?"
"Sasoli."
"I see," Vegeta frowned, "I take it you want to spar."
Bra nodded, grateful she didn't have to ask.
A small smile crossed Vegeta's face as adjusted the gravity. His daughter could be so hot tempered when it came to her cousin Sasoli, no one exactly knew the reason they didn't get along but Vegeta had an idea it was same reason Trunks and Zarah didn't get along. He watched his daughter warm up with the ease that spoke of long practice and experience. Sasoli had been Bra's sparring partner when they were young and the small gap had only widened since then. Vegeta knew from experience that a competitive edge grew between two sparring partners that would leave close friends into edgy company, he had seen it happen a few times before he had been drafted by Frieza.
So little Pan was now Zarah's mate, how . . . interesting . . .
Vegeta eyed his daughter's ragged appearance and the deadly look in her baby blues.
"Do I want to know what Sasoli looks like?"
A laugh escaped her, "No."
"Good."
**
Pan slipped into her father's house like a thief in the night. She couldn't risk being seen by anyone, and as luck would have it, she could feel her Great Grandfather Bardock in the kitchen.
She shut her bedroom door and grimaced as she caught a reflection of herself from the mirror on the door. She was covered in dirt, leaves, and the cut on her cheek looked like it needed cleaning.
She sighed and started to disrobe, a shower sounded nice.
**
"They're married!" Goten gasped.
He had finally managed to get the whole story from Android 17 or his new brother-in-law.
"Mated," Ava corrected and served him some more meat.
"Thank you," Goten smiled and continued eating.
He was in no hurry to go home and confront everyone about Pan.
"Hey Ava," 17 grinned suddenly.
She continued to eat but they could tell she was listening.
"Now that Goten's our in-law, brother-in-law to be exact, do you realize what that makes Goku?"
"Kakarot is Kakarot," Ava shrugged indifferently, and took another bite.
"No," 17 winked at Goten, "Goku is now your father-in-law. Ava? What's wrong? Why are you choking?"
Goten just watched confused as 17 patted his wife on the back to dislodge the food. Why would she react so strongly to Goku being her father-in-law?
Ava's eyes watered but she managed to glare at her mate anyway.
"Ava, don't give me that look," 17 scolded playfully, "Incest is never in."
**
Pan sighed as she wrapped a towel around her torso. The water had been heaven on her filthy skin and so, in her new content state and mind, the last thing she expected to do was scream.
But scream she did and when her heart finally stopped pounding she glared at the figure on her bed.
Zarah.
He had glanced up curiously at her startled voice but his eyes had quickly sharpened with interest. His mate was clad in only a damp towel that clung to her every curve that she liked to keep hidden from the world. It would him wonder how she would look without it.
"What are you doing here?" Pan hissed at him.
She tightened her towel around her body unknowingly enhancing her cleavage. Zarah noticed her action and the result, he wasn't displeased.
"Well-" Zarah was interrupted as the door swung open.
"Dad!" Pan clutched her towel even tighter, Zarah studied the results.
Gohan frowned as he took in the situation. His only daughter was nude with the exception of a piece of cloth while a young man sat on her bed like he owned it and didn't show any alarm or remorse at being caught.
"What the hell is going on here?!" Gohan demanded with all the fury of a father.
"I was taking a shower," Pan explained quickly, "and when I came out he was sitting on my bed."
"Who was on her bed?" Another distinctly male voice asked.
Gohan reluctantly moved to allow his Grandpa Bardock in the doorway.
"Ah, Bardock," Zarah grinned, "When are you coming to visit us in the labs again? Bra and I almost have the invisibility formula down but we could use another mind."
"Soon," Bardock almost smiled in return when he saw the mark on Zarah's cheek.
The older saiyan's eyes darted between the two and shock settled on his facial features.
"Pan, did you mark him?"
"Mark?" Gohan questioned knowing he wasn't going to like the answer.
Pan's eyes flitted to Zarah nervously.
"Do I have permission to use this blood for the mark?"
"Yes," she bit her lip uncertainly.
"I see," Bardock frowned, "Zarah, we need to talk in the kitchen now."
Zarah was on his feet in the next moment and by his side with a cheerful smile for Gohan.
"What does that mean?" Gohan demanded.
"We'll explain in the kitchen," Bardock ushered Zarah ahead of him, "Pan come."
Gohan turned back to his daughter.
"Put some clothes on," he snapped and left the room.
**
Sasoli sighed as she finally made her destination in Canada.
"Hello Ms. Briefs, we are pleased to receive your company," a handsome business man tried to take her hand.
He was met with a cold expression.
"I am sure to inspect the security and make sure it is up to date," she told him in an no nonsense voice, "You will show me your labs, security system camera, offices, cafeteria, restrooms, break room, and anything else I forgot to mention."
The man swallowed nervously, "Wouldn't you like to get a bite to eat first?"
Sasoli narrowed her eyes at him before marching past him. He was obviously a diversionary tactic to stall her while they planted fake cameras to pass inspection. She had run across such delays before and knew what to expect. Any minute now the man would panic and try to guide her away from the main offices, it was too bad she already knew the layout of the whole building.
"Wait," the man grabbed her arm desperately, "Don't take off on me."
"Listen to me Mr. . ." a quick glance at his name tag, "Himbon. I'm not here to play games, I have a job to do and that is what I am going to do."
Panic flashed in his eyes, "I'm not playing any games. I just noticed you were looking a little stressed and wanted to . . . show my concern . . ."
Sasoli snorted lightly, that was a blatant lie if she ever heard one.
"Pardon me for saying so but I noticed your arm . . ."
Sasoli automatically covered her bandaged arm from view.
"My arm is none of your business," she looked at his hand, "Remove it or lose it."
His eyes filled with anger and his hand tightened.
With one expert move Sasoli was free and he was on the floor struggling to stay conscious.
"Have security remove this man from the premises," she ordered as she walked away, "He's fired."
**
Gohan paused in the entrance of the kitchen as he caught his grandpa's words.
". . .disappointed in the Vegeta line."
Zarah hung his head, a bit repentant about not waiting to claim her but the situation had been so perfect. He couldn't just let her get away . . .
"What's going on?" Gohan eyed Zarah suspiciously.
Bardock motioned for the angry father to take a seat.
"Does Pan understand what she's done?" Bardock frowned.
"I . . ." Zarah's brow creased as well, "I'm not entirely sure."
Bardock shook his head.
"I tried to warn her," Zarah defended himself, "but she wouldn't listen and then it was too late."
All eyes swung to Pan as she entered the room. She slowed her steps until she wasn't moving. Honestly. she had been stared at all day long, it was getting annoying.
"Grandpa Bardock?" Gohan's tone begged for an explanation.
"They're mated."
"What?!" Gohan and Pan's voice melded together with shock.
Zarah stiffened as Gohan gave him the a murderous look all fathers give when they lose their little girls.
Pan couldn't believe what she just heard. She was now married to the jerk under saiyan law! She glanced at him with disbelief this man was now her husband and she didn't even realize she had gotten married! No wonder he was in her room like it was no big deal! In his eyes he had every right to be there since she was there.
"Gohan," Bardock's voice was meant to soothe, "Zarah is and is not at fault."
"Explain," Gohan was shaking with rage.
"Pan issued the proposal and while Zarah should have waited to accept, he did not."
Pan cringed as her dad's glare swung her way. She had never been on the receiving end before and she didn't like it. It was scary.
"Is this irreversible?" Gohan clenched his fists, trying to control the rage within.
"Yes," Zarah announced cheerfully.
Without a word Gohan left his chair and was gone.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
They all felt Gohan's enormous power sky rocket and released into a blast.
Zarah tilted his head, "Was it something I said?"
End of chapter Sixteen
AN: HA! This update isn't too late!