DESTINY OF THE COUPLES 10
"Thanks Bulma." Pan complimented after dinner. She may have been mad, but she knows better than to dissobau an adult.
"Your welcome. Trunks, you're finished as well, up to the room you two." Bulma said.
Bra gave Pan a sympathized look as she left. Trunks and Pan sat down in the spacious Royal Room. The reason it was called the Royal Room was because it had the throne chairs of the King and Queen. Kinda like a living room. Pan sat on couch, and Trunks sat on a couch facing her. They just sat for a few minutes, so Pan uncapsulized her CD player and listened to it. Trunks noticed this, annoyed, and wondered how they were going to work things out if Pan wasn't cooperating. So he mouthed to her to take the head phones off, so she did.
"What the hell do you want?" Pan snapped.
"What's your problem?" he asked, surprised at her mood.
"Do you think I want to be here? No, I don't! There's nothing to talk about, cuz frankly, you're not getting those pictures."
"Listen, Pan.I want to get things straight. If you give me the pics, I promise I won't be mean to you."
"Won't be mean to me? Trunks Vegeta Briefs, not being a jerk to me? It will never happen because we hate each other." Pan finished. Trunks felt sad. But then angry because he had Vegeta's blood in him for Christ's sake!
"Pan, stop making this hard for me." Trunks wispered.
"What did you say?" Pan asked.
"What can I do to make you give me those pictures? By the way, where are the pictures?"
"Still in my bra. Won't feel safe without em. Hmm....what can you do to get those pictures......you have to be my slave. Get me whatever I want, when I want it." Trunks all of a sudden had nasty ideas in his head but dismissed them.
"How long do I have to keep this loyalty to you?"
"Until my birthday, which is in 2 months."
"2 months! You'll torture me!"
"I know. Deal, or no deal?"
"No deal!" Then Trunks smirked misheviously. "I bet you wanted me as your sex slave or something."
"NO FUCKIN WAY!" Pan dived at him and started to kick the shit out of him when Bulma entered the room.
"How is- PAN, TRUNKS! Explain!" Bulma said.
"I tried to make a comprimise!" Pan said.
"Ya, me be her slave for 2 weeks!" Trunks glared.
"If I catch you two fighting again, I'm going to keep you in here longer until you settle this!" And she left. Pan went back on the couch, as did Trunks.
"Stupid brat." Pan said.
"Me?! You won't give me those pictures! If you gave me the pictures everything will be fine."
"Trunks, you've hated me for so long. And I want revenge. You've never been nice to me, I've had to put up with your crap!" Pan was yelling, and getting a little teary eyed.
"Oh...."Trunks didn't know what else to say.
"Oh? That's all you're going to say is 'Oh'. No apologie?!"
"Yes, that's all I'm going to say. The reason I pick on you is because you're fun to tease. You strike back with yells and it amuses me. I can't exactly do that to my sister or she'll send dad on me."
"That's a shitty excuse to be mad at me! Trunks you are so rude and mean, I promise you I will want you dead till the day I die!"
'God, she's really mad!' Trunks thought. 'Must be P.M.S'ing.'
"Are you going to give me the pictures? Because we're not getting anywhere."
"Only if you become my slave."
"No."
"Then no pictures."
"ARGH! That's it!" Trunks dived at Pan and held her arms down. Pan kicked him in the lower region, but he didn't let go.
"You're not going to do it! I'll kill you!" Pan said, slighty afraid that he might.
"Give me the pictures!"
"................." Pan didn't know what else to say. Give her the chance of getting sweet revenge or having Trunks reach down her shirt?
"1.....2.................................................................... .3!" Pan bit his hand. Trunks cursed and tried again.
"Get off me!" Pan squirmed.
"No, I'm getting the damn pics!" The two wrestled on the ground. At one point Pan ended up on top of him and Trunks smirked. "Wow Pan. These feelings for me are going to have to be kept inside."
"Fool!" They wrestled some more.
*Vegeta watching the intercom of Pan and Trunks*
"Fuck my life!" Vegeta yelled frustrated. "My boy's a pervert who wants kakkarot's brat!"
Vegeta had been watching what was going on so far. And switched on the T.V right when Trunks dived at Pan.
"Horny little bastard." Vegeta said disgusted.
He saw Trunks try to reach down Pan's dress and his eyes widened.
"I swear to Kami I didn't have anything to do with that boy when he was younger to lead him to do something like this."Vegeta turned off the intercom.
*Back to Pan and Trunks*
"Stay still!" Trunks complained.
"And let you reach down my dress? I don't think so!"
"O ya Pan, you're turning me on." Trunks said sarcastically.
"Shut it! This is a fight to the death!"
Pan kneed him in the gut, so Trunks pushed her against a table which had an expensive looking vase on it. Remembering Bulma's words of having to pay for damages, Pan reached out to grab it. Trunks used this chance to reach down her bra, blushing furiously. Pan screamed and let the vase fall, trying to pry Trunks's hand out of her shirt.
'O my Kami. O my Kami!' Trunks kept muttering as he searched around. 'Well, I guess Pan does have boobs, not very big ones though.'
He grabbed the capsule and quickly took his hand out of her bra. Pan said so many bad words, while she covered her chest. Trunks showed her the capsule and sat back down on the couch. Pan became speechless. Trunks looked at her when she didn't start arguing. Surprisingly, Trunks saw a tear run down her cheeks.
"I hate you! You are nasty and violated me!" Pan wispered. (A/N: Dude, I'd feel the same way if someone did that to me. Though, maybe not Trunks.....)
Trunks looked at the ground in shame. Pan broke down the doors and headed to Bra's room, crying.
'I didn't think she would get upset....' Trunks thought, depressingly.
Pan slammed the door shut after she arrived at Bra's room and jumped on her bed, sobbing. Bra looked worried and sat by Pan.
"What's wrong?" Bra asked. Pan continued sobbing but then spoke up.
"Your brother........he reached down my shirt to get the capsule! You're brother's a frickin sick son of bitch!" Pan said. Bra covered her mouth in horror.
"No! Pan, are you okay?"
"He violated me! Why would he be so sick as to do this! I......."Pan stopped sobbing, "I don't feel so up to spending the night tonight. I'm going home." Pan ran out and opened the windows. Then she flew home. (A/N: I really don't think Pan would give up, but she will get her revenge. Just not today...)
*a few days later*
Pan hadn't come over. She stayed at home. Ever sice Bra's birthday, Pan was becoming paranoid.
'I don't feel the same. I'm so insecure now.......'Pan thought bitterly.
It was true. Pan wasn't acting the same. Whenever her parents or uncle hugged her, she freaked out. Then she became depresed.
'Trunks.....he took my pride from me....." Pan said to herself.
Over at the castle, Trunks was feeling depressed as well.
'I got the pictures back, and what for? To have Pan never speak to me again.' thought Trunks.
After those few days, which turned into a week, which turned into a month, Bra was getting worried about her friend. She had tried to call, Pan would answer, sounding dull. Then Bra did something she was afraid to do, talk to her brother about it.
"Trunks. You are very sick! Doing that to a girl!" Bra yelled at him as she walked in on him training.
"*Sigh* She wouldn't give me the pictures! She wanted me to be her slave to get those pictures back. But you know she would kill me." Trunks pointed out. He had a point.
"You should have been her slave instead of getting those photo's from a very secluded area! Doing that, is like reaching down my-"
"Bra! That's disgusting!"
"Is it more disgusting than you reaching down and getting those photos?" Trunks kept silent.
"I didn't think so. Now I want you to go apologize to her. You're so lucky no one else knows about this."
"Grrrrrr.......I'll apologize for her birthday. That will be her birthday present." Trunks finally said.
"Alright. But no later than that." Bra turned and walked out the door.
"Thanks Bulma." Pan complimented after dinner. She may have been mad, but she knows better than to dissobau an adult.
"Your welcome. Trunks, you're finished as well, up to the room you two." Bulma said.
Bra gave Pan a sympathized look as she left. Trunks and Pan sat down in the spacious Royal Room. The reason it was called the Royal Room was because it had the throne chairs of the King and Queen. Kinda like a living room. Pan sat on couch, and Trunks sat on a couch facing her. They just sat for a few minutes, so Pan uncapsulized her CD player and listened to it. Trunks noticed this, annoyed, and wondered how they were going to work things out if Pan wasn't cooperating. So he mouthed to her to take the head phones off, so she did.
"What the hell do you want?" Pan snapped.
"What's your problem?" he asked, surprised at her mood.
"Do you think I want to be here? No, I don't! There's nothing to talk about, cuz frankly, you're not getting those pictures."
"Listen, Pan.I want to get things straight. If you give me the pics, I promise I won't be mean to you."
"Won't be mean to me? Trunks Vegeta Briefs, not being a jerk to me? It will never happen because we hate each other." Pan finished. Trunks felt sad. But then angry because he had Vegeta's blood in him for Christ's sake!
"Pan, stop making this hard for me." Trunks wispered.
"What did you say?" Pan asked.
"What can I do to make you give me those pictures? By the way, where are the pictures?"
"Still in my bra. Won't feel safe without em. Hmm....what can you do to get those pictures......you have to be my slave. Get me whatever I want, when I want it." Trunks all of a sudden had nasty ideas in his head but dismissed them.
"How long do I have to keep this loyalty to you?"
"Until my birthday, which is in 2 months."
"2 months! You'll torture me!"
"I know. Deal, or no deal?"
"No deal!" Then Trunks smirked misheviously. "I bet you wanted me as your sex slave or something."
"NO FUCKIN WAY!" Pan dived at him and started to kick the shit out of him when Bulma entered the room.
"How is- PAN, TRUNKS! Explain!" Bulma said.
"I tried to make a comprimise!" Pan said.
"Ya, me be her slave for 2 weeks!" Trunks glared.
"If I catch you two fighting again, I'm going to keep you in here longer until you settle this!" And she left. Pan went back on the couch, as did Trunks.
"Stupid brat." Pan said.
"Me?! You won't give me those pictures! If you gave me the pictures everything will be fine."
"Trunks, you've hated me for so long. And I want revenge. You've never been nice to me, I've had to put up with your crap!" Pan was yelling, and getting a little teary eyed.
"Oh...."Trunks didn't know what else to say.
"Oh? That's all you're going to say is 'Oh'. No apologie?!"
"Yes, that's all I'm going to say. The reason I pick on you is because you're fun to tease. You strike back with yells and it amuses me. I can't exactly do that to my sister or she'll send dad on me."
"That's a shitty excuse to be mad at me! Trunks you are so rude and mean, I promise you I will want you dead till the day I die!"
'God, she's really mad!' Trunks thought. 'Must be P.M.S'ing.'
"Are you going to give me the pictures? Because we're not getting anywhere."
"Only if you become my slave."
"No."
"Then no pictures."
"ARGH! That's it!" Trunks dived at Pan and held her arms down. Pan kicked him in the lower region, but he didn't let go.
"You're not going to do it! I'll kill you!" Pan said, slighty afraid that he might.
"Give me the pictures!"
"................." Pan didn't know what else to say. Give her the chance of getting sweet revenge or having Trunks reach down her shirt?
"1.....2.................................................................... .3!" Pan bit his hand. Trunks cursed and tried again.
"Get off me!" Pan squirmed.
"No, I'm getting the damn pics!" The two wrestled on the ground. At one point Pan ended up on top of him and Trunks smirked. "Wow Pan. These feelings for me are going to have to be kept inside."
"Fool!" They wrestled some more.
*Vegeta watching the intercom of Pan and Trunks*
"Fuck my life!" Vegeta yelled frustrated. "My boy's a pervert who wants kakkarot's brat!"
Vegeta had been watching what was going on so far. And switched on the T.V right when Trunks dived at Pan.
"Horny little bastard." Vegeta said disgusted.
He saw Trunks try to reach down Pan's dress and his eyes widened.
"I swear to Kami I didn't have anything to do with that boy when he was younger to lead him to do something like this."Vegeta turned off the intercom.
*Back to Pan and Trunks*
"Stay still!" Trunks complained.
"And let you reach down my dress? I don't think so!"
"O ya Pan, you're turning me on." Trunks said sarcastically.
"Shut it! This is a fight to the death!"
Pan kneed him in the gut, so Trunks pushed her against a table which had an expensive looking vase on it. Remembering Bulma's words of having to pay for damages, Pan reached out to grab it. Trunks used this chance to reach down her bra, blushing furiously. Pan screamed and let the vase fall, trying to pry Trunks's hand out of her shirt.
'O my Kami. O my Kami!' Trunks kept muttering as he searched around. 'Well, I guess Pan does have boobs, not very big ones though.'
He grabbed the capsule and quickly took his hand out of her bra. Pan said so many bad words, while she covered her chest. Trunks showed her the capsule and sat back down on the couch. Pan became speechless. Trunks looked at her when she didn't start arguing. Surprisingly, Trunks saw a tear run down her cheeks.
"I hate you! You are nasty and violated me!" Pan wispered. (A/N: Dude, I'd feel the same way if someone did that to me. Though, maybe not Trunks.....)
Trunks looked at the ground in shame. Pan broke down the doors and headed to Bra's room, crying.
'I didn't think she would get upset....' Trunks thought, depressingly.
Pan slammed the door shut after she arrived at Bra's room and jumped on her bed, sobbing. Bra looked worried and sat by Pan.
"What's wrong?" Bra asked. Pan continued sobbing but then spoke up.
"Your brother........he reached down my shirt to get the capsule! You're brother's a frickin sick son of bitch!" Pan said. Bra covered her mouth in horror.
"No! Pan, are you okay?"
"He violated me! Why would he be so sick as to do this! I......."Pan stopped sobbing, "I don't feel so up to spending the night tonight. I'm going home." Pan ran out and opened the windows. Then she flew home. (A/N: I really don't think Pan would give up, but she will get her revenge. Just not today...)
*a few days later*
Pan hadn't come over. She stayed at home. Ever sice Bra's birthday, Pan was becoming paranoid.
'I don't feel the same. I'm so insecure now.......'Pan thought bitterly.
It was true. Pan wasn't acting the same. Whenever her parents or uncle hugged her, she freaked out. Then she became depresed.
'Trunks.....he took my pride from me....." Pan said to herself.
Over at the castle, Trunks was feeling depressed as well.
'I got the pictures back, and what for? To have Pan never speak to me again.' thought Trunks.
After those few days, which turned into a week, which turned into a month, Bra was getting worried about her friend. She had tried to call, Pan would answer, sounding dull. Then Bra did something she was afraid to do, talk to her brother about it.
"Trunks. You are very sick! Doing that to a girl!" Bra yelled at him as she walked in on him training.
"*Sigh* She wouldn't give me the pictures! She wanted me to be her slave to get those pictures back. But you know she would kill me." Trunks pointed out. He had a point.
"You should have been her slave instead of getting those photo's from a very secluded area! Doing that, is like reaching down my-"
"Bra! That's disgusting!"
"Is it more disgusting than you reaching down and getting those photos?" Trunks kept silent.
"I didn't think so. Now I want you to go apologize to her. You're so lucky no one else knows about this."
"Grrrrrr.......I'll apologize for her birthday. That will be her birthday present." Trunks finally said.
"Alright. But no later than that." Bra turned and walked out the door.