I do not own Dragon Ball Z.blah blah blah.I'm just borrowing the characters.

Waiting for the Moon Chapter 2

The darkness was so warm and safe, but the voice kept calling to her.

"Pan? Pan, come on open your eyes. I need you to wake up."

She struggled to open her eyes just to make the voice go away, so she could sleep again. Finally, she managed to open her eyes and took in a deep breath to tell the voice to go away, but the only thing that escaped was a silent scream of unbelievable pain. The darkness threatened to grab hold of her again, but the voice pulled her back.

"Relax, Pan. If you relax the pain will ease up."

She took a few shallow breaths, anything else felt as if she was being stabbed all over her chest. Slowly, she relaxed as the pain subsided some. She opened her eyes again only to be pierced by a pair of blue eyes she could have lost herself in. She opened her mouth to question him, but no sound came out. She watched as he took a piece of cloth and dipped it into a cup of something. He touched it to her lips, wetting them; she opened her mouth as he gently squeezed cold, sweet water into her parched mouth and throat.

"Better?" he asked softly as his eyes searched hers for any clues to the answer of his question.

"Trunks?" she finally managed in a scratchy whisper. "What happened?"

He pushed himself back from her and stood, making her realize that he had been sitting next to her.

"I'll answer your question in a minute. I need to get some pain-meds in you, I didn't want to give you any while you were out." he replied as he left her line of sight.

Taking the opportunity to look around while he was gone, she recognized the room, actually space, she was in as the inside of Trunk's tent. Feeling around with her hand she determined that she was laying on his bed mat (futon?). She brushed the spot where he had been sitting; it was still warm, making her smile softly as she realized that her mate was taking care of her. Her mate, she thought to herself as she tried to push herself up some, but stopped as the pain returned and a lavender colored head came through the tent door.

"What do you think your doing?" Trunks asked knowing that she wouldn't get far with her injuries.

"Trying to get comfortable, your bed is too hard!" she shot back.

"Hmmm, whatever you say. I happen to know for a fact that the bed is very comfortable. Or maybe it's just the pain saying that."

She was quiet since what he said was the truth. Sensing that she was hurting worse than she let on he put the cup he was carrying down and kneeled next to her. She held her breath as he slid his arm under her neck and whispered to her "I'll help you, okay? If you move suddenly the pain will come back and you could possibly hurt yourself worse. I won't lie even me moving you now is going to hurt, so I need you to be strong. Can you do that?" She gave him a small nod. "Okay on the count of three.one, two, three."

She gasped at the pain wrapped around her chest as he moved her up to a more upright position.

"That's my brave girl." he responded as he brushed a few stray pieces of hair from her face. He placed a light kiss on her forehead, watching her reaction. Much to his relief she closed her eyes and seemed to relax a bit more. She opened her eyes again looking at him questioningly.

"Oh, your meds." he stuttered as a small blush crept across his cheeks when he realized he had been caught staring at her. " Well, since swallowing a pill is out of the question I had to mash up it up and mix it with some water. It's not the greatest tasting stuff, but it will make you feel better."

She waited for him to tip the glass to her mouth while looking over his face. He looked tired as if he hadn't slept last night. As she went to ask him if he had slept he brought the glass to her mouth. She choked down the bitter mixture, all the while glaring at Trunks as he laughed at her expression.

"The pain should ease up in a little while." he finally managed.

"Good, now are you going to answer my question as to what happened, now? Or am I going to have to try and get up and beat it out of you?" she joked quietly.

"No, I'll tell you now." he grinned as he settled himself down next to her. " Most of last night was a blur once you showed up here but, the last thing I remember was that I had slammed you into the rock cliff with my ki blast. You faked passing out so I would come over and check to make sure you were ok, well when I did you caught me completely off-guard. And you went ssj2 when you came at me. By, that point I was pretty badly beaten and I remember you hitting me one last time and then everything going black. When I came to it was close to dawn and I could see you crumpled in a ball on the ground with blood pooling around your mouth. Some how I managed to make it over to you; I turned you over and checked you for any head injuries but I didn't find any. Then I remembered slamming you. You had put up a weak ki shield to make it seem like you were tired and that I could win, so I but everything I had into the blast. Anyway, the impact of the hit and the stone cliff caused all but a few of your ribs to break, actually it shattered you lower ribs too I think. So, the blood was coming from you lungs being bruised and such, so I cleaned you up and bound your ribs and brought you in here."

She quickly realized that she didn't have shirt on like she thought but instead was covered by the bandages Trunks had used to bind her ribs. "What about the sensu bean I had?" she queried as a blush appeared on her face.

"I found it when I cleaning you up. I split it in half; I had some deep lacerations that wouldn't stop bleeding and a few fractured bones courtesy of SS2 Pan. I gave you the other half, but I think your lower ribs were mended more or less since they were shattered."

"Oh.so what happens now?" she asked softly, but her stomach answered that question for them with a loud growl. Causing both of them to smile at each other.

"I think I'm going to make some lunch for us, but I want you to sleep while I make it. We can talk more later, besides we have the rest of our lives to talk to each other." He replied, answering the hidden question.

He leaned over her again pulling the sheet up around her better, making sure she was comfortable. He stopped to look into her eyes again as if needing permission to do what they both wanted. He leaned in slowly and brushed his lips against hers in a soft kiss, deepening it for a few seconds, then ending it before it went any further. Caressing her cheek he whispered "Sleep well, my princess." as she closed her eyes.

Trunks watched as her breathing evened out into a slow, shallow rhythm. He could still feel her lips brushing against his from when he had kissed her a few minutes ago. It amazed him that she had thought he wouldn't be her mate since she was injured so badly. The look of relief that had swept over her face when he had said they had the rest of their lives to talk had been heart wrenching. He decided that later he would tell her how he felt about her and that he had, and still was, in love with her. Because of the age difference and Gohan he had had to wait for her to come to him. Hopefully, she wouldn't think that he had pulled himself in the fight. He hadn't. She really had beaten him; the combination of the full moon and her saiyan heritage had been more than he bargained for. His train of thought was interrupted when Pan gave a soft moan that was laced with pain. "I better get you something to eat so I can get you back to the regen tank." he whispered to himself as he stood.

The pain was back, but it was different than before. It was deeper somehow and on a different level. She tried to call out to him, but he wouldn't come back to her. "I need you Trunks, help me please!" she cried out. She had to go after him, she struggled to sit-up. But the real pain cut through her subconscious this time, jolting her awake as Trunks came rushing back inside the tent.

"Trunks!?" she rasped as she tried to get air to her lungs. She couldn't breath; it was like an iron claw gripping her chest. "I can't.you weren't there." she trailed off as the tears welled up in her eyes. She had to get up, had to make him see that she wasn't weak. But her arms wouldn't move, as if she was being held down. She managed to clear her head and instantly knew that Trunks was sitting astride her holding her down. She let her head fall back to the pillow and stopped struggling. Looking up at him she saw him relax and release the hold he had on her wrists.

He spoke first breaking the silence. "Are you all here now? he inquired. She nodded her head as another tear ran down her face. He brushed it away carefully. "Do you feel up to eating some broth? Again she nodded. "I'll be right back." as he moved off of her.

He reappeared in a few minutes with a bowl of broth in hand and what looked like a roll of bandages. "Kami, she looks worse now than she did earlier." Trunks thought to himself. Her face had turned almost as white has it had been when he had first found her and the brightness in her eyes was the unmistakable sign of a fever. He set the broth down and slid his arm under her as he had done earlier all the while never breaking eye contact with her. "One, two, three." he said to her. But this time there was no gasp of pain, instead it overwhelmed her body and radiated off her. It was so strong that even Trunks could feel it. 'Shittma, she's getting worse!" as he cursed himself in his mind.

"Pan?" She opened her eyes to look at him at the sound of her name. "I need you to eat some of this, ok? Then we're both going to take a rest; after that I'm taking you back so you can get in the regen tank." He brought the bowl of broth to her side and lifted a spoon to her. She obediently opened her mouth as he tipped the broth in. She swallowed and opened her mouth again. After about 12 spoonfuls she shook her head at him, telling him she didn't want anymore. With a sigh, he drank the rest of the broth himself and reached for the roll of bandages he had brought in with him. She watched as he pulled down the sheet that had been covering her. He moved astride her again and leaned forward, he slid his arms under her armpits and wrapped them around her shoulders.

"What are you doing?" she whispered. He looked into her eyes, a bit relieved that she had finally spoken to him again. "Your ribs need to be rebound, that little episode earlier loosed the bandage up." he explained. "Is it okay if I do that?"

"Yes." Came the response softly followed by tentative kiss on the chin from her. With that Trunks quickly pulled her up, not wanting to do it slowly and cause her more pain. He waited for her to gather her strength and lean back on her own; when she did he started to unravel the length of bandage around her torso and chest. When he was a quarter of the way done unraveling the bandage a livid bruise began to show up on her upper torso. "Damn." he muttered, the bruise was sure to cover her entire chest and back, and it was a sign of internal bleeding and bruising. He had to get her home, but she was too weak right now. "After we both rest." he sighed. He was exhausted he had stayed up all night watching her, making sure she was ok and he still wasn't fully recovered from the fight. With that he continued his task at hand.

As he unwound the bandage she closed her eyes, soaking in the feeling of his hands touching her so softly. When he stopped and cursed she opened her eyes to see what was wrong. She followed his gaze and looked down at her now bare stomach only to see a horribly bruised area. All she could do was stare at the bruise that covered her entire stomach and chest area. He had kept unraveling while she stared, he paused again and she looked up at him. He was at her chest; he had stopped so as not to scare her when she found herself half-naked. A blush crept across both their faces; she nodded for him to continue. She watched as her chest appeared, purple and blue. "Oh kami, I look awful. What does Trunks think? " she thought to herself.

"It's alright, Pan. Your still beautiful, you've always been beautiful. The bruise will fade in time." He said aloud as if reading her thoughts. He cupped her chin and placed a slow, sweet kiss on her lips. She couldn't help but respond to him. She kissed back, breaking away only to gasp for a shallow breathe. Seeing that she need to breath he ran a line of soft, fleeting kisses down her jaw and her throat. He paused on the spot where he would eventually mark her as his, earning a low growl from her. Pleased at her response he moved down further and kissed the top of each breast. She gasped, bringing him back. He pulled back from her, knowing if he didn't stop now he would hurt her.

"Why did you stop? Did I do something wrong?" she asked in small voice when he pulled away from her.

"No.no don't think that. I don't want to hurt you. If I hadn't stopped now there was no way I would have been able to stop later." Trunks answered his eyes never leaving hers. She remained quiet, seeming to be lost in thought at what he had said. He picked up the new roll of bandages and began to bind her ribs again. The only sound that could be heard was the occasional groan that escaped Pan when he touched a sensitive area.

When he had finished, he gathered the bowl and used bandage and placed them on the floor. He stood to close the zipper to the tent door and open the air vent on the wall of the tent. With that done he pulled off his shirt and slid in next to a now exhausted Pan. He supported her upper body again letting her relax. He asked her with his eyes if she wanted to sleep with him, she gave a small nod in reply. Using his ki he levitated enough so that he could turn her over so she could sleep on his chest. Finally he lay back down, pulling her up so that her body rested on his. He allowed himself to relax when he felt her relax against him and her hands began to slowly explore his chest. Finally, she lay still and her breathing evened out. "My mate." He thought to himself as he ran his hand through her loose hair and down her back, stopping just above the scar of where her tail had once been. With a soft sigh of contentment he too drift off.

She had almost lost it when he pulled off his shirt and got into the bed with her. She had wondered where he was going to sleep when he had said they were both going to rest. But she wasn't about to complain about it. The fact that he had asked her before he did anything else had been amazing; any other breathing male would have just gotten in bed without asking. But then again Trunks wasn't your average male either, she thought. She had tensed when he had levitated to turn her over and had lain back down again, but she found herself relaxing when he had pulled her up on to his chest. Just laying against him was enough for right now, her hands gently explored his muscular chest finally coming to rest with her right arm over his left shoulder, her left arm tucked underneath his right arm, and her head resting against his chest. She could feel and hear his heart beating in a strong steady rhythm that relaxed her even more and lulled her to sleep. A soft smile played across her face as she finally drifted off.

End Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Coming Soon!!!