Friction and Lace 3
Author's Notes: Before you get mad hear me out. My computer had a virus on it thanks to my brother downloading some crap on the computer. All of my files were deleted, and I have to rewrite all of my stories. I also wanted to point out that I've lost Microsoft Word, because I had to restore my computer back to factory conditions. So please ignore any misspellings, because I have to use WordPad, and it doesn't have spell check. Anyway here's the latest chapter. Enjoy and don't forget to review.
Disclaimer: Nothing here belongs to me, with the exception of the character Ora who is briefly mentioned.
Last Time: Vegeta watched as Gohan walked out of the room, and then he turned towards Trunks. He quickly brought his hand into the air, and then he slapped Trunks roughly across the face.
"That was for the brat. Now let me tell you exactly why you tried to kill her."
Trunks watched his father walked off in the direction of the kitchen den, and he began following him all the while rubbing his tender cheek. As he headed towards the den, he reflected on how his father had slapped him, and he could feel an inner rage beginning to course through his body. He had the urge to pull out his hair and scream his lungs out. He didn't know why he was getting so angry, but he was trying everything he could to retain his building anger.
As if his father could sense his son's inner conflict, he immediately came to his son's side. Vegeta noticed that Trunks was heavily perspiring, and he noticed that his son's eyes were tinted with an unearthly red gleam. Vegeta stood as still as possible, because he knew that one wrong move could've possibly set his son off. He stared at his son, and let out a long sigh when he noticed that Trunks eyes had finally returned back to normal.
Trunks blinked his eyes in confusions, as all traces of his anger faded away. He looked down at his dad, and questioned him with his eyes. Vegeta just nodded his head, and began to head back towards the den. Trunks reached out and grabbed his shoulder turning the old man around
"Dad what's wrong with me?"
"Let's go to the den, and I'll explain it all."
"All right."
They headed to the den, and Vegeta watched as Trunks sat in the tan recliner. He took the seat that was opposite of his son, and made sure that he wasn't within striking distance of his son's massive fist. Vegeta leaned back in his seat, and studied his son before speaking.
"Why did you hit the brat?" Vegeta asked roughly
"I don't know! All I know was that I was mad enough to hurt her. To kill her, but I don't know why. I thought that you knew what was wrong with me." Trunks screamed.
"Actually I know exactly what's wrong with you boy. You're a Saiyan."
"Really? Thanks for stating the obvious dad."
"Brat! Don't get smart with me!"
"I'm sorry Dad. I just want to know what's happening to me."He said as his eyes fell to the ground.
"And I'll tell you if you shut up long enough to hear. Now like I said you're a Saiyan. You have something that sets you aside from all of the other Saiyan's here. This includes myself, Goku, Gohan, Goten, Bra and yes even Pan. You're different."
"That sounds cryptic."
"More than you know boy."
"So why am I different?"
"You're different because you are my son. Right now your body is going to go through a lot of changes, and they won't be changes for the good. Right now your body is fighting an internal fight, and there's really nothing that you can do about it."
"Internal fight? What do you mean?"
"Let me put this where even a genius like yourself will fully comprehend what I'm saying. You are a hybrid. Part Saiyan, part human. You have mixed blood, and right now your human genes, and Saiyan genes are fighting each other for dominance."
"That's not scientifically possible Dad. You can't tell me that my genes, are fighting some kind of unnatural war with each other. That's just not possible."
"Well son, that's where your wrong. You see Saiyans were born to fight, dominate, and kill. We live to kill. It's what we as Saiyans were created to do. It's a very natural thing for us. It's in our blood. You are my son. We are the royal family to all Saiyans, therefore the blood that courses through your veins is more powerful than any other Saiyan on this planet. More specifically to you because you are heir to the Saiyan heritage."
"I don't get it. I mean Bra is half Saiyan, and she is a member of the royal family. Why isn't this effecting her too?"
"Bra isn't effected because she is a female. This is something that only happens to the men of the royal family. We call this "the rage." This has only happened once to a man named Ora."
"Whose Ora?" Trunks asked confusedly.
"He was my uncle. He was my Dad's oldest brother. He wasn't a full bloodied Saiyan like my father, due to an affair my grandmother had with an Earthling prisoner. I never met the man, but I've heard many stories about him. He was killed right after he went into a rage. He killed his wife, his kids, and his parents. After that there was a lot of animosity between the two brothers, until the day my dad finally snapped. My father King Vegeta killed him, and Ora's name was never mentioned again. No one wanted to talk about Ora, but I threatened a few of my minions to tell me all about my uncle. After awhile I learned all that I needed to learn about Ora, but never did I ever think that my own son would suffer from the same thing as he did."
"So how do we stop this from happening?"
"You can't. Either your human side will become the victor, and you'll continue living your normal life. Or your Saiyan side will become the victor, and then you will become a living, breathing killing machine until you're eventually stopped."
"So, what do I do now?"
"There really is nothing that can be done. We just have to wait to see what happens. You'll probably have to wear a kai shield that will prevent you from using your powers, until all of this blows over. I'll have to watch over you at all times. I don't want you to hurt anybody else."
Trunks mind instantly flashed to the image of Pan's beaten and bruised body, and he dropped his head in his hands immediately feeling guilty.
"Will Pan be all right?" He asked worriedly.
"Yeah. She'll be fine. She'll be good as new once she leaves the rejuvenation tank."
"How bad did I hurt her?"
"Do you really want to know the truth?"
"Please." Trunks said as he look down at his feet guiltily.
"She clinically died four times, but your mom was able to bring her back each time. She would've had some pretty bad scars, but thankfully the rejuvenation tank healed them all up. No, it's not her physical scars that I'm worried about, it's her emotional scars that she's going to have after all of this. We just need to make sure that we're there for her. She's going to need all the support that she can get, especially from you."
Upon hearing about the damage that he caused to one of his best friends, Trunks crumpled to floor and began to cry. He wailed loudly, and Vegeta's heart went out to his only son. Vegeta stood from his seat, and kneeled down to Trunks side. He got down on his knee's and then pulled his son into his arms. They hugged each other tightly, and Trunks continue to let out all the grief, anguish, and pain that he felt.
"That's it son. Let it all out. Embrace your human side son. Embrace your human side. Please embrace your human side." Vegeta said as soft wet tears coursed down his face as well.
Pan was lying in the rejuvenation tank, when a light beeping noises brought her from her slumber. She slowly opened her eyes, trying to focused on the moving figures that were outside the tank. Her mind was instantly transported back to the scene between Trunks and herself. Inwardly she flinched as she recalled the viciousness that was in Trunks eyes as they fought. She knew that without a shadow of a doubt that things were about to change between herself and the lavender haired hunk.
She was brought out of her reverie when the rejuvenation tank door was opened, and she was pulled to her feet by Bulma. Pan glanced around the room, as Bulma placed a long white cotton robe around her naked form. Her body begun to shake violently, and she wasn't sure if it was because of the cool air or something else. She looked around the room expecting to see Trunks, but when she didn't see him relief flooded through her body. Her mind suddenly flashed back to the fight that she had with Trunks, and she couldn't stop the tears from falling fast enough before Bulma noticed.
"Awwww sweetie...don't cry. Everything's alright now." Bulma said as she engulfed the girl in a tight hug.
Pan could feel her legs fall from underneath her, and Bulma fell softly down on the ground with the young girl still holding her in an tight embrace.
"No...it's not. Don't you see..Trunks...he...he hates me now." Pan sobbed.
"Trunks doesn't hate you Pan."
"YES HE DOES!!!" Pan screamed
"Look Pan I don't know what happened between you two, and I don't know why you two were fighting the way you were. What I do know is that Vegeta brought you in here near the brink of death, and my own son was the one responsible for it. He's been beating himself up because of that, and I can tell you with all honesty that he doesn't hate you. If anything...he hates himself right now."
"You weren't there Bulma. You didn't see the look in his eyes. He...hates me."
"Maybe you two should talk. Do you want me to go get him, so that you two can work things out?"
"No!!! I can't talk to him...at least right now. I just want to go home."
"You'll have to talk to him sometime Pan." Bulma said worriedly
"I know."
"Well let's get you cleaned up, and then I'll take you home."
Pan took a quick shower, anxious to get out of the house that held so many memories of her friendship with Trunks. After her shower was over she dressed, and walked out of the bathroom in search of Bulma. She found the aging woman talking on the phone with her mother. As soon as Bulma noticed the young girl standing before her, she ended the call and stood up on her feet. She grabbed her set of keys, and her purse. She looked at the young teen sadly, and made her way towards the door. She glanced back at the raven haired teen, and proceeded to talk to her.
"I guess I'll take you home then. You're parents have been going crazy over there, and running up my phone bill calling to see if you were ok."
"Why do I find that hard to believe?" Pan asked sceptically.
"Pan is everything alright with you and your parents?" Bulma asked after noting the sarcasm of Pan's statement.
"Everything's peachy. I just...I just want to go home, and pretend this day never happened."
"All right. Let's go."
The ride over to the Son's had been a quiet one. Pan could do nothing but stare out the window, and think about the fight between herself and Trunks. However as soon as her house was in sight, Pan started thinking about what Bulma said about her parent's worrying about her. She found it hard to believe that her parent's were actually worried about her. For the past three years, her parents had been trying to run her life for her. She was almost 18 years old, and she couldn't believe that her parent's still treated her like a kid in diapers.
"Well we're here. You call me if you need anything dear. All right?" Bulma suddenly said.
"All right. Thank you Bulma for everything. I owe you one."
"Well you can repay me by talking things over with Trunks when you're ready."
"I'll think about it. Bye Bulma." Pan said sheepishly.
"Bye sweetie."
Pan watched as the red Porsche drove away into the night, before she walked towards her front porch. She was aware that she could easily walk away, and leave this life behind without ever returning back. However she was aware that her father knew that she standing right outside the door, because she had forgotten to mask her kai when she arrived.
"Hmph. I guess Bulma was wrong. They don't seem to be too worried to me." Pan thought bitterly.
As soon as that thought left her head the front door was thrown open, and Videl swooped her daughter into a crushing hug.
"Oh Pan you're alright!! I was so worried that we'd lose you. Your father told me what had happened between you and Trunks. Do you want to talk about it?"
"No mom. I'm tired. I just want to get some sleep."
"Well first you need to eat something. Come on I just finished cooking dinner. Let's get you cleaned up"
They walked into the house, and Pan went to the bathroom to wash her hands. As soon as that task was over, she joined her father at the dinner table. She looked over at her father who was unususally quiet, and she figured that Trunks had told him the truth about the arrest. So she lowered her eyes in shame, and played with the silver fork that was lying on the table.
"So I guess Trunks told you why we were fighting?" Pan asked quietly.
"That among other things." Gohan said sternly.
"I'm sorry dad."
"Sorry won't help the fact that you were arrested Pan! I mean indecent exposure! What in the hell is wrong with you Pan? Have I been that bad of a father that you ignore all the morals and values that we taught you, that you'd have to go out and do something like that!"
"So Trunks didn't tell her father the whole ugly truth about her arrest." Pan thought happily to herself.
"Right now I'm disgusted by the fact that you are my daughter." Gohan said harshly.
"Gohan!!" Videl screamed from the kitchen. Videl made her way into the dinning room, and glowered down at her husband. Disbelief washed throughout her body when she realized how heartless her husband was being to their only daughter.
"That's not fair Gohan. We almost lost our daughter, and you can't even say anything that's a little positive?"
"Videl stay out of this! Pan has to take some responsibility for her actions..." Gohan yelled.
"And you downgrading her isn't the way to teach her responsibility Gohan." Videl interuppted.
"And I guess that whatever you've got to say will?"
Videl suddenly slapped Gohan harshly across the face, and stared at him in disbelief.
"You know what? Right now I'm disgusted by the fact that you are my husband Gohan. Pan could you please go to your room. I need to talk to your father privately, and what I'm about to say won't be quite appropriate for you to hear."
"Yes mam'e." Pan said.
"No don't you move. I'm not done talking to you young lady!" Gohan yelled as he pointed a crooked finger towards her.
"Oh yes you are Gohan!" Videl yelled.
"No I'm not Videl. Pan you're grounded. No phone. No parties. No TV. No dates. No company...nothing. You are grounded for two months!"
"What! That's not fair." Pan yelled.
"And it's not fair that I have to pay Trunks back the money that he used to bail you out of jail. Now is it?"
"I hate you!!" Pan screamed in rage.
"Now that's four months. Get out of my face before I make it five."
Pan quickly left the room heading towards her bedroom, trying to force the tears back in.
"Gohan!!" Videl shouted.
"Don't Gohan me, because I have a few choice words for you too Mrs. Son." Gohan yelled.
Pan closed her bedroom door quickly and tried to ignore the sound of her parents fighting. As the fight continued, Pan pulled out her cell phone and dialed Dan's number. The phone ranged for a while, and then Dan finally answered.
"This is Dan tha man...what do ya want?" Dan sanged as he anwered the phone.
"Hey Dan it's me." Pan said.
"Hey baby. Where have you been? I've been calling you like crazy."
"I was...um...grounded."
"Damn. You got in trouble for that?"
"What do you think?"
"You don't have to be a female dog in heat ya know."
"Yeah whatever.."
"So are you still locked up...they won't let me out. They won't let me out. Nooo they won't let me out." Dan joked in reference to his favorite song.
"Shut up Dan!" Pan laughed.
"Seriously though...are you still grounded?"
"What do you think?"
"Well I was just wondering, because you know we have that live party tonight."
"What party?" Pan asked confusedly.
"The one that Johnny Boy's having. You know the man that you dream about, want and seriously need to hook up with."
"You jealous?" Pan asked.
"No Leslie's the only woman I need. So you coming or what?"
"What time is it?"
"Ten minutes."
"I'll be there, but I have to sneak out. First I have to wait for my parents to go to sleep. My dad has this uncanny ability to know when I'm sneaking out."
"Well do what you have to do, and get your skinny butt down here. Do you want to talk to Les?"
"Naw. I'll talk to her later. Holla."
"Holla." Dan said as he hung up the phone.
Pan hung up the phone, and went to pick out her outfit. She waited for 45 minutes before she noticed that her parent's kai's were calmed. She realized that they were indeed asleep, and so she quickly got dressed. She also stashed a hidden bag of ecstasy in her pants pockets. She decided to leave her purse at home, so that she wouldn't get caught with it.. After that task was over she snuck out the bedroom and crept down the steps as quietly as could.
Normally she would've used her bedroom window to sneak out of, but unfortunately her dad had nailed her window shut. Therefore she had to use the lesser conventional methods of sneaking out of the house, by going through the front door. Once she was downstairs, she was surprised to see that her parents were asleep on the livingroom sofa. So as she quietly made her way towards the door, her mother suddenly sat up straight.
"Pan what are you doing out of your room?" Videl asked.
"I just needed something to drink."Pan lied.
Pan silently cursed her luck, and stalked into the kitchen to get the drink, that she didn't really want."
"Pan could you bring me some soda please?" Videl asked her
"Sure mom. Coke or Sprite?"
"Coke."
Pan went to the refrigerator, and pulled out the 2 litter bottle of Coke. She took out a glass from the cabinet, and began to fill the glass to the full. Then she suddenly got an idea that would work on getting her out of the house. She reached into her pocket and pulled out the Ecstasy from her pocket. She dropped two pills in the glass of soda, and used her finger to stir the dark colored drink. She suddenly stopped when she heard the voice of her father calling out to her.
"Pan could you bring me a coke too, and when you're through I need to have a word with you." Gohan said.
"Darn it!! He just had to wake up too didn't he?" Pan thought bitterly.
Pan proceeded to pour another glass of coke into the glass, and then this time she decided to add 6 pills of ecstasy in her father's cup. She figured that if they were both on a high, then they wouldn't even notice her sneaking out. She was still stirring her father's drink, when she suddenly heard her father's voice from behind her. She quickly removed her finger from the drink, thankful that he didn't notice.
"What's taking you so long?" Gohan asked.
"I was trying to figure out how I was going to carry all three cups into the dining room, without having to make another trip back in here again."
"Why don't I just grab my soda, and you take that one to your mother." Gohan said as he grabbed a cup from the counter.
"Yes sir."
Pan grabbed the other glass, not noticing that her father had picked up the wrong glass. So she proceeded to give her mother the glass of coke that had the 6 pills unknowingly. Pan could do nothing but watch her parents drink their drug infested drinks, and she inwardly smirked thinking that her plan was working. All three sat in the room in silence, and finally Gohan spoke up.
"Pan I want to apologize for some of the things I said to you earlier. Some of the things I said was out of line, and I should have never even uttered those words to you."
Videl suddenly blanched, and Gohan thought that she was choking on her soda. He walked over to his wife, and then he started to pat her back.
"Honey are you alright?" Gohan asked concerned.
"I can't breathe." She said.
Suddenly Videl's body began shaking with violent tremors. Gohan rushed to her side, and grabbed her in his arms before she could fall on the floor. He held her in his arms trying to figure out what was wrong with her. Then she suddenly started foaming at the mouth, and his eyes turned towards the cup that she was drinking from.
"She was alright before she drunk that soda, the same soda that Pan gave her." Gohan thought bitterly.
"What did you do?" He asked as he turned his attention back to Pan.
"I don't know. I....I...I"
"WHAT DID YOU DO!!" Gohan screamed in anguish.
"I gave her only two. She's not supposed to....I...don't...know what...happened."
"What did you do?" He asked her again.
Only this time he was shocked to see that his wife had stopped convulsing, and upon closer inspection he noticed that she was no longer breathing. She was dead, and all he knew for certain was that his daughter was the cause of it. He placed a tender kiss on his mate's lips, and then placed her gently on the floor. He slowly stood up on his feet, and then his hair suddenly turned blonde and his eyes green.
He turned to look at his daughter, and in rage he pulled back his fist and punched her. He quickly powered down back, and looked at his own hands in disgust. Was he no better than Pan who had just killed her own mother, while he actually hit his own daughter with enough force that would kill an ordinary man. He concluded that he was no better, but he also concluded that he would try to kill his only child if he was forced to look at her for any longer.
Once Pan stood back on her feet she stared at her father, unbelieving the scene that was playing right before her eyes. She wished that Vegeta was here, but she knew that he wasn't going to come because Gohan powered down too fast to even know that she was in trouble. She was also afraid to raise her own kai in fear of what her father would do to her. After several painful minutes of silence, her father looked in her direction with eyes even colder than Vegeta's
"I want you to get the hell out of my house. I don't want to see you EVER AGAIN! GOT THAT? From this moment on...I have no daughter. Any love that I had for you vanished the moment you killed my wife. Take nothing from this house, because everything under this room belongs to me. Oh and don't even think about going to your grandmother's or grandfather's house, because if you do I'll kill you myself. You are disowned from this family, and I'm sure that even Granpa Hercule wouldn't want to see you after that inhumane thing that you've done to your own mother. Get out and never come back, or so help me that even Dende won't be able to save you."
"But daddy...maybe we can find some dragon balls."
"WHAT DRAGONBALLS PAN? THERE ALL GONE! GOKU MERGED WITH ALL OF THEM, AND THERE ARE NO MORE LEFT. DON'T YOU GET IT?"
"Daddy." Pan said as she broke down and started crying.
"GET OUT!!!" Gohan shouted.
Pan took the threat at face value, and she walked out of the door. As she headed out the door, she kept telling herself that she was finally free, and that she could finally do what she wanted to do. But at what cost? Her mother was dead, and her father didn't want anything to do with her. The more she thought about it, the more she realized that she didn't want to go to the party. Not now after all of this. So she headed back to the only place that she knew that she'd be accepted, and that was at the Briefs residence. She couldn't go to any of her grandparents for the simple fact that they would hate her just like her father. Hot tears fell from her face, and by the time she made it to Capsule Corps her shirt was soaked with tears. She raised her hand to knock on the door, but before she could even knock the door suddenly opened.
"What's wrong Panny?" A voice said breaking her out of her reverie.
Pan looked up into a pair of bright blue eyes, and then she noticed that he opened out his arms to her. She immediately rushed into his waiting embrace, and hugged onto him tightly as she cried into his shirt. She was glad that she had at least one person that she could rely on, and so she tightened the hold on Trunks as he lead her into the quiet halls of his home.
That's it for this chapter. I hope you guys/gals liked it. I'm also working on my other stories. For real this time.
Next chapter. Pan comes to terms with the death of her mother. Gohan disappears, and Trunks battle with this new war his body is waging. Also without the proper supervision, Pan takes another walk on the wild side, and this time it involves her closests friend Bra. It's also going to be the cause of Trunks breakdown, and not even Vegeta will be able to help his son. What happens to Bra? Will Trunks let his Saiyan side take over? Is Vegeta immune to the rage, or is he hiding something, and what will Pan do when Bulma has had enough of the young girl. Stay tuned for the next chapter of Friction and Lace.
Author's Notes: Before you get mad hear me out. My computer had a virus on it thanks to my brother downloading some crap on the computer. All of my files were deleted, and I have to rewrite all of my stories. I also wanted to point out that I've lost Microsoft Word, because I had to restore my computer back to factory conditions. So please ignore any misspellings, because I have to use WordPad, and it doesn't have spell check. Anyway here's the latest chapter. Enjoy and don't forget to review.
Disclaimer: Nothing here belongs to me, with the exception of the character Ora who is briefly mentioned.
Last Time: Vegeta watched as Gohan walked out of the room, and then he turned towards Trunks. He quickly brought his hand into the air, and then he slapped Trunks roughly across the face.
"That was for the brat. Now let me tell you exactly why you tried to kill her."
Trunks watched his father walked off in the direction of the kitchen den, and he began following him all the while rubbing his tender cheek. As he headed towards the den, he reflected on how his father had slapped him, and he could feel an inner rage beginning to course through his body. He had the urge to pull out his hair and scream his lungs out. He didn't know why he was getting so angry, but he was trying everything he could to retain his building anger.
As if his father could sense his son's inner conflict, he immediately came to his son's side. Vegeta noticed that Trunks was heavily perspiring, and he noticed that his son's eyes were tinted with an unearthly red gleam. Vegeta stood as still as possible, because he knew that one wrong move could've possibly set his son off. He stared at his son, and let out a long sigh when he noticed that Trunks eyes had finally returned back to normal.
Trunks blinked his eyes in confusions, as all traces of his anger faded away. He looked down at his dad, and questioned him with his eyes. Vegeta just nodded his head, and began to head back towards the den. Trunks reached out and grabbed his shoulder turning the old man around
"Dad what's wrong with me?"
"Let's go to the den, and I'll explain it all."
"All right."
They headed to the den, and Vegeta watched as Trunks sat in the tan recliner. He took the seat that was opposite of his son, and made sure that he wasn't within striking distance of his son's massive fist. Vegeta leaned back in his seat, and studied his son before speaking.
"Why did you hit the brat?" Vegeta asked roughly
"I don't know! All I know was that I was mad enough to hurt her. To kill her, but I don't know why. I thought that you knew what was wrong with me." Trunks screamed.
"Actually I know exactly what's wrong with you boy. You're a Saiyan."
"Really? Thanks for stating the obvious dad."
"Brat! Don't get smart with me!"
"I'm sorry Dad. I just want to know what's happening to me."He said as his eyes fell to the ground.
"And I'll tell you if you shut up long enough to hear. Now like I said you're a Saiyan. You have something that sets you aside from all of the other Saiyan's here. This includes myself, Goku, Gohan, Goten, Bra and yes even Pan. You're different."
"That sounds cryptic."
"More than you know boy."
"So why am I different?"
"You're different because you are my son. Right now your body is going to go through a lot of changes, and they won't be changes for the good. Right now your body is fighting an internal fight, and there's really nothing that you can do about it."
"Internal fight? What do you mean?"
"Let me put this where even a genius like yourself will fully comprehend what I'm saying. You are a hybrid. Part Saiyan, part human. You have mixed blood, and right now your human genes, and Saiyan genes are fighting each other for dominance."
"That's not scientifically possible Dad. You can't tell me that my genes, are fighting some kind of unnatural war with each other. That's just not possible."
"Well son, that's where your wrong. You see Saiyans were born to fight, dominate, and kill. We live to kill. It's what we as Saiyans were created to do. It's a very natural thing for us. It's in our blood. You are my son. We are the royal family to all Saiyans, therefore the blood that courses through your veins is more powerful than any other Saiyan on this planet. More specifically to you because you are heir to the Saiyan heritage."
"I don't get it. I mean Bra is half Saiyan, and she is a member of the royal family. Why isn't this effecting her too?"
"Bra isn't effected because she is a female. This is something that only happens to the men of the royal family. We call this "the rage." This has only happened once to a man named Ora."
"Whose Ora?" Trunks asked confusedly.
"He was my uncle. He was my Dad's oldest brother. He wasn't a full bloodied Saiyan like my father, due to an affair my grandmother had with an Earthling prisoner. I never met the man, but I've heard many stories about him. He was killed right after he went into a rage. He killed his wife, his kids, and his parents. After that there was a lot of animosity between the two brothers, until the day my dad finally snapped. My father King Vegeta killed him, and Ora's name was never mentioned again. No one wanted to talk about Ora, but I threatened a few of my minions to tell me all about my uncle. After awhile I learned all that I needed to learn about Ora, but never did I ever think that my own son would suffer from the same thing as he did."
"So how do we stop this from happening?"
"You can't. Either your human side will become the victor, and you'll continue living your normal life. Or your Saiyan side will become the victor, and then you will become a living, breathing killing machine until you're eventually stopped."
"So, what do I do now?"
"There really is nothing that can be done. We just have to wait to see what happens. You'll probably have to wear a kai shield that will prevent you from using your powers, until all of this blows over. I'll have to watch over you at all times. I don't want you to hurt anybody else."
Trunks mind instantly flashed to the image of Pan's beaten and bruised body, and he dropped his head in his hands immediately feeling guilty.
"Will Pan be all right?" He asked worriedly.
"Yeah. She'll be fine. She'll be good as new once she leaves the rejuvenation tank."
"How bad did I hurt her?"
"Do you really want to know the truth?"
"Please." Trunks said as he look down at his feet guiltily.
"She clinically died four times, but your mom was able to bring her back each time. She would've had some pretty bad scars, but thankfully the rejuvenation tank healed them all up. No, it's not her physical scars that I'm worried about, it's her emotional scars that she's going to have after all of this. We just need to make sure that we're there for her. She's going to need all the support that she can get, especially from you."
Upon hearing about the damage that he caused to one of his best friends, Trunks crumpled to floor and began to cry. He wailed loudly, and Vegeta's heart went out to his only son. Vegeta stood from his seat, and kneeled down to Trunks side. He got down on his knee's and then pulled his son into his arms. They hugged each other tightly, and Trunks continue to let out all the grief, anguish, and pain that he felt.
"That's it son. Let it all out. Embrace your human side son. Embrace your human side. Please embrace your human side." Vegeta said as soft wet tears coursed down his face as well.
Pan was lying in the rejuvenation tank, when a light beeping noises brought her from her slumber. She slowly opened her eyes, trying to focused on the moving figures that were outside the tank. Her mind was instantly transported back to the scene between Trunks and herself. Inwardly she flinched as she recalled the viciousness that was in Trunks eyes as they fought. She knew that without a shadow of a doubt that things were about to change between herself and the lavender haired hunk.
She was brought out of her reverie when the rejuvenation tank door was opened, and she was pulled to her feet by Bulma. Pan glanced around the room, as Bulma placed a long white cotton robe around her naked form. Her body begun to shake violently, and she wasn't sure if it was because of the cool air or something else. She looked around the room expecting to see Trunks, but when she didn't see him relief flooded through her body. Her mind suddenly flashed back to the fight that she had with Trunks, and she couldn't stop the tears from falling fast enough before Bulma noticed.
"Awwww sweetie...don't cry. Everything's alright now." Bulma said as she engulfed the girl in a tight hug.
Pan could feel her legs fall from underneath her, and Bulma fell softly down on the ground with the young girl still holding her in an tight embrace.
"No...it's not. Don't you see..Trunks...he...he hates me now." Pan sobbed.
"Trunks doesn't hate you Pan."
"YES HE DOES!!!" Pan screamed
"Look Pan I don't know what happened between you two, and I don't know why you two were fighting the way you were. What I do know is that Vegeta brought you in here near the brink of death, and my own son was the one responsible for it. He's been beating himself up because of that, and I can tell you with all honesty that he doesn't hate you. If anything...he hates himself right now."
"You weren't there Bulma. You didn't see the look in his eyes. He...hates me."
"Maybe you two should talk. Do you want me to go get him, so that you two can work things out?"
"No!!! I can't talk to him...at least right now. I just want to go home."
"You'll have to talk to him sometime Pan." Bulma said worriedly
"I know."
"Well let's get you cleaned up, and then I'll take you home."
Pan took a quick shower, anxious to get out of the house that held so many memories of her friendship with Trunks. After her shower was over she dressed, and walked out of the bathroom in search of Bulma. She found the aging woman talking on the phone with her mother. As soon as Bulma noticed the young girl standing before her, she ended the call and stood up on her feet. She grabbed her set of keys, and her purse. She looked at the young teen sadly, and made her way towards the door. She glanced back at the raven haired teen, and proceeded to talk to her.
"I guess I'll take you home then. You're parents have been going crazy over there, and running up my phone bill calling to see if you were ok."
"Why do I find that hard to believe?" Pan asked sceptically.
"Pan is everything alright with you and your parents?" Bulma asked after noting the sarcasm of Pan's statement.
"Everything's peachy. I just...I just want to go home, and pretend this day never happened."
"All right. Let's go."
The ride over to the Son's had been a quiet one. Pan could do nothing but stare out the window, and think about the fight between herself and Trunks. However as soon as her house was in sight, Pan started thinking about what Bulma said about her parent's worrying about her. She found it hard to believe that her parent's were actually worried about her. For the past three years, her parents had been trying to run her life for her. She was almost 18 years old, and she couldn't believe that her parent's still treated her like a kid in diapers.
"Well we're here. You call me if you need anything dear. All right?" Bulma suddenly said.
"All right. Thank you Bulma for everything. I owe you one."
"Well you can repay me by talking things over with Trunks when you're ready."
"I'll think about it. Bye Bulma." Pan said sheepishly.
"Bye sweetie."
Pan watched as the red Porsche drove away into the night, before she walked towards her front porch. She was aware that she could easily walk away, and leave this life behind without ever returning back. However she was aware that her father knew that she standing right outside the door, because she had forgotten to mask her kai when she arrived.
"Hmph. I guess Bulma was wrong. They don't seem to be too worried to me." Pan thought bitterly.
As soon as that thought left her head the front door was thrown open, and Videl swooped her daughter into a crushing hug.
"Oh Pan you're alright!! I was so worried that we'd lose you. Your father told me what had happened between you and Trunks. Do you want to talk about it?"
"No mom. I'm tired. I just want to get some sleep."
"Well first you need to eat something. Come on I just finished cooking dinner. Let's get you cleaned up"
They walked into the house, and Pan went to the bathroom to wash her hands. As soon as that task was over, she joined her father at the dinner table. She looked over at her father who was unususally quiet, and she figured that Trunks had told him the truth about the arrest. So she lowered her eyes in shame, and played with the silver fork that was lying on the table.
"So I guess Trunks told you why we were fighting?" Pan asked quietly.
"That among other things." Gohan said sternly.
"I'm sorry dad."
"Sorry won't help the fact that you were arrested Pan! I mean indecent exposure! What in the hell is wrong with you Pan? Have I been that bad of a father that you ignore all the morals and values that we taught you, that you'd have to go out and do something like that!"
"So Trunks didn't tell her father the whole ugly truth about her arrest." Pan thought happily to herself.
"Right now I'm disgusted by the fact that you are my daughter." Gohan said harshly.
"Gohan!!" Videl screamed from the kitchen. Videl made her way into the dinning room, and glowered down at her husband. Disbelief washed throughout her body when she realized how heartless her husband was being to their only daughter.
"That's not fair Gohan. We almost lost our daughter, and you can't even say anything that's a little positive?"
"Videl stay out of this! Pan has to take some responsibility for her actions..." Gohan yelled.
"And you downgrading her isn't the way to teach her responsibility Gohan." Videl interuppted.
"And I guess that whatever you've got to say will?"
Videl suddenly slapped Gohan harshly across the face, and stared at him in disbelief.
"You know what? Right now I'm disgusted by the fact that you are my husband Gohan. Pan could you please go to your room. I need to talk to your father privately, and what I'm about to say won't be quite appropriate for you to hear."
"Yes mam'e." Pan said.
"No don't you move. I'm not done talking to you young lady!" Gohan yelled as he pointed a crooked finger towards her.
"Oh yes you are Gohan!" Videl yelled.
"No I'm not Videl. Pan you're grounded. No phone. No parties. No TV. No dates. No company...nothing. You are grounded for two months!"
"What! That's not fair." Pan yelled.
"And it's not fair that I have to pay Trunks back the money that he used to bail you out of jail. Now is it?"
"I hate you!!" Pan screamed in rage.
"Now that's four months. Get out of my face before I make it five."
Pan quickly left the room heading towards her bedroom, trying to force the tears back in.
"Gohan!!" Videl shouted.
"Don't Gohan me, because I have a few choice words for you too Mrs. Son." Gohan yelled.
Pan closed her bedroom door quickly and tried to ignore the sound of her parents fighting. As the fight continued, Pan pulled out her cell phone and dialed Dan's number. The phone ranged for a while, and then Dan finally answered.
"This is Dan tha man...what do ya want?" Dan sanged as he anwered the phone.
"Hey Dan it's me." Pan said.
"Hey baby. Where have you been? I've been calling you like crazy."
"I was...um...grounded."
"Damn. You got in trouble for that?"
"What do you think?"
"You don't have to be a female dog in heat ya know."
"Yeah whatever.."
"So are you still locked up...they won't let me out. They won't let me out. Nooo they won't let me out." Dan joked in reference to his favorite song.
"Shut up Dan!" Pan laughed.
"Seriously though...are you still grounded?"
"What do you think?"
"Well I was just wondering, because you know we have that live party tonight."
"What party?" Pan asked confusedly.
"The one that Johnny Boy's having. You know the man that you dream about, want and seriously need to hook up with."
"You jealous?" Pan asked.
"No Leslie's the only woman I need. So you coming or what?"
"What time is it?"
"Ten minutes."
"I'll be there, but I have to sneak out. First I have to wait for my parents to go to sleep. My dad has this uncanny ability to know when I'm sneaking out."
"Well do what you have to do, and get your skinny butt down here. Do you want to talk to Les?"
"Naw. I'll talk to her later. Holla."
"Holla." Dan said as he hung up the phone.
Pan hung up the phone, and went to pick out her outfit. She waited for 45 minutes before she noticed that her parent's kai's were calmed. She realized that they were indeed asleep, and so she quickly got dressed. She also stashed a hidden bag of ecstasy in her pants pockets. She decided to leave her purse at home, so that she wouldn't get caught with it.. After that task was over she snuck out the bedroom and crept down the steps as quietly as could.
Normally she would've used her bedroom window to sneak out of, but unfortunately her dad had nailed her window shut. Therefore she had to use the lesser conventional methods of sneaking out of the house, by going through the front door. Once she was downstairs, she was surprised to see that her parents were asleep on the livingroom sofa. So as she quietly made her way towards the door, her mother suddenly sat up straight.
"Pan what are you doing out of your room?" Videl asked.
"I just needed something to drink."Pan lied.
Pan silently cursed her luck, and stalked into the kitchen to get the drink, that she didn't really want."
"Pan could you bring me some soda please?" Videl asked her
"Sure mom. Coke or Sprite?"
"Coke."
Pan went to the refrigerator, and pulled out the 2 litter bottle of Coke. She took out a glass from the cabinet, and began to fill the glass to the full. Then she suddenly got an idea that would work on getting her out of the house. She reached into her pocket and pulled out the Ecstasy from her pocket. She dropped two pills in the glass of soda, and used her finger to stir the dark colored drink. She suddenly stopped when she heard the voice of her father calling out to her.
"Pan could you bring me a coke too, and when you're through I need to have a word with you." Gohan said.
"Darn it!! He just had to wake up too didn't he?" Pan thought bitterly.
Pan proceeded to pour another glass of coke into the glass, and then this time she decided to add 6 pills of ecstasy in her father's cup. She figured that if they were both on a high, then they wouldn't even notice her sneaking out. She was still stirring her father's drink, when she suddenly heard her father's voice from behind her. She quickly removed her finger from the drink, thankful that he didn't notice.
"What's taking you so long?" Gohan asked.
"I was trying to figure out how I was going to carry all three cups into the dining room, without having to make another trip back in here again."
"Why don't I just grab my soda, and you take that one to your mother." Gohan said as he grabbed a cup from the counter.
"Yes sir."
Pan grabbed the other glass, not noticing that her father had picked up the wrong glass. So she proceeded to give her mother the glass of coke that had the 6 pills unknowingly. Pan could do nothing but watch her parents drink their drug infested drinks, and she inwardly smirked thinking that her plan was working. All three sat in the room in silence, and finally Gohan spoke up.
"Pan I want to apologize for some of the things I said to you earlier. Some of the things I said was out of line, and I should have never even uttered those words to you."
Videl suddenly blanched, and Gohan thought that she was choking on her soda. He walked over to his wife, and then he started to pat her back.
"Honey are you alright?" Gohan asked concerned.
"I can't breathe." She said.
Suddenly Videl's body began shaking with violent tremors. Gohan rushed to her side, and grabbed her in his arms before she could fall on the floor. He held her in his arms trying to figure out what was wrong with her. Then she suddenly started foaming at the mouth, and his eyes turned towards the cup that she was drinking from.
"She was alright before she drunk that soda, the same soda that Pan gave her." Gohan thought bitterly.
"What did you do?" He asked as he turned his attention back to Pan.
"I don't know. I....I...I"
"WHAT DID YOU DO!!" Gohan screamed in anguish.
"I gave her only two. She's not supposed to....I...don't...know what...happened."
"What did you do?" He asked her again.
Only this time he was shocked to see that his wife had stopped convulsing, and upon closer inspection he noticed that she was no longer breathing. She was dead, and all he knew for certain was that his daughter was the cause of it. He placed a tender kiss on his mate's lips, and then placed her gently on the floor. He slowly stood up on his feet, and then his hair suddenly turned blonde and his eyes green.
He turned to look at his daughter, and in rage he pulled back his fist and punched her. He quickly powered down back, and looked at his own hands in disgust. Was he no better than Pan who had just killed her own mother, while he actually hit his own daughter with enough force that would kill an ordinary man. He concluded that he was no better, but he also concluded that he would try to kill his only child if he was forced to look at her for any longer.
Once Pan stood back on her feet she stared at her father, unbelieving the scene that was playing right before her eyes. She wished that Vegeta was here, but she knew that he wasn't going to come because Gohan powered down too fast to even know that she was in trouble. She was also afraid to raise her own kai in fear of what her father would do to her. After several painful minutes of silence, her father looked in her direction with eyes even colder than Vegeta's
"I want you to get the hell out of my house. I don't want to see you EVER AGAIN! GOT THAT? From this moment on...I have no daughter. Any love that I had for you vanished the moment you killed my wife. Take nothing from this house, because everything under this room belongs to me. Oh and don't even think about going to your grandmother's or grandfather's house, because if you do I'll kill you myself. You are disowned from this family, and I'm sure that even Granpa Hercule wouldn't want to see you after that inhumane thing that you've done to your own mother. Get out and never come back, or so help me that even Dende won't be able to save you."
"But daddy...maybe we can find some dragon balls."
"WHAT DRAGONBALLS PAN? THERE ALL GONE! GOKU MERGED WITH ALL OF THEM, AND THERE ARE NO MORE LEFT. DON'T YOU GET IT?"
"Daddy." Pan said as she broke down and started crying.
"GET OUT!!!" Gohan shouted.
Pan took the threat at face value, and she walked out of the door. As she headed out the door, she kept telling herself that she was finally free, and that she could finally do what she wanted to do. But at what cost? Her mother was dead, and her father didn't want anything to do with her. The more she thought about it, the more she realized that she didn't want to go to the party. Not now after all of this. So she headed back to the only place that she knew that she'd be accepted, and that was at the Briefs residence. She couldn't go to any of her grandparents for the simple fact that they would hate her just like her father. Hot tears fell from her face, and by the time she made it to Capsule Corps her shirt was soaked with tears. She raised her hand to knock on the door, but before she could even knock the door suddenly opened.
"What's wrong Panny?" A voice said breaking her out of her reverie.
Pan looked up into a pair of bright blue eyes, and then she noticed that he opened out his arms to her. She immediately rushed into his waiting embrace, and hugged onto him tightly as she cried into his shirt. She was glad that she had at least one person that she could rely on, and so she tightened the hold on Trunks as he lead her into the quiet halls of his home.
That's it for this chapter. I hope you guys/gals liked it. I'm also working on my other stories. For real this time.
Next chapter. Pan comes to terms with the death of her mother. Gohan disappears, and Trunks battle with this new war his body is waging. Also without the proper supervision, Pan takes another walk on the wild side, and this time it involves her closests friend Bra. It's also going to be the cause of Trunks breakdown, and not even Vegeta will be able to help his son. What happens to Bra? Will Trunks let his Saiyan side take over? Is Vegeta immune to the rage, or is he hiding something, and what will Pan do when Bulma has had enough of the young girl. Stay tuned for the next chapter of Friction and Lace.