Trunks and Sakura where at a nightclub, dancing. As Trunks pulled
Sakura close, they started grinding, making Trunks moan. When the song
ended, Trunks dropped a kiss on Sakura's lips and pulled her over to the
bar.
"I'm so glad you called me tonight," Sakura said as she felt Trunks nuzzle the back of her neck.
"I needed to see you," Trunks said, thinking about what had happened earlier this evening. ~I needed a distraction from Pan, that's what I needed. Wait, where did that thought come from? I needed to see Sakura. I needed to see Sakura. I needed to see Sakura. I need to see Pan!~ "Sakura, baby?"
"Yes, Trunks? Oh, you want to dance some more? Sure, let's go!" Sakura pulled Trunks along behind her, Trunks watching her full butt swaying in front of his eyes, and when she turned around, her D-cup breasts bouncing. She leaned in and whispered, "I'm really drunk, so do you want me to do what I do for you sometimes?"
"Yeah, baby, go ahead."
Reaching up and kissing him passionately, she grabbed the closest girl next to her and kissed her passionately too. The girl was obviously drunk too, so she didin't protest. The girl had black hair in a low ponytail and Sakura grabbed the ponytail, taking the girl over to Trunks. They bumped and grined right in front of him, kissing the entire time. Trunks could feel himself being turned on, and then suddenly repulsed. He realized how much the second girl looked like Pan, and wanted to slap Sakura. She had chosen the one girl in the entire room that would repulse him. He cut in on the two, and pulled Sakura away. "I'm taking you home," he said gruffly, grabbing her by the arm hard enough to bruise.
"Ow, Trunks! You're hurting me! I was just having a good time! You said I could!" Sakura whined, pulling against his force.
"You will do what I say, and you will stop struggling, or you will wish that I had just left you in that club." Trunks' voice was low and threatening, and Sakura was so frightened she screamed.
"HELP!! THIS MAN IS HURTING ME!! PLEASE! SOMEONE! ANY-"
"There's no one to hear you, Sakura, so please stop yelling. I'm sorry I frightened you, but I have other things on my mind than watching you make a slut of yourself. I'm going to take you home, and I'm going to call you in the morning. Nothing will have happened, do you understand me?"
Sakura nodded, pertrified with fear. Trunks popped his Capsule red convertable and drove her home. She tried to kiss him goodnight, but Trunks held her off, and she walked to her house crying.
Trunks thought, ~Well, at least that girl knew when to shut up. Pan, on the other hand...Ah, Pan must be home by now. Why should I worry about her? It is almost two in the morning. There's no way she's childish enough to still be running. She must have come to her senses and gone home.~ With that comforting thought, he popped his convertable and flew the short flight home.
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When Trunks arrived home, he found Bulma frantic. Her hair was all a mess and she had every servant in the house awake and searching.
"TRUNKS! Have you seen Pan? She disappeared and I haven't seen her since dinner! When I went to check on her ten minutes ago, she wasn't in her room! Did you fight with her or something that made her want to leave?" Bulma, a small woman, had her 6 foot 5 son by the arm and was pulling him down. He sat with her on the couch and tried to calm her down.
"Yes, Mom, Pan and I did fight a little. But I'm sure she should be home any second now. I would know if anything was wrong oka---" Suddenly Trunks dropped off mid-sentence. He could hear Pan crying out for him, wanting him to come rescue her.
"TRUNKS! TRUNKS! TRUNKS! TRUNKS! HELP ME!!!!" he could hear her scream as something dropped down on her lips so she couldn't scream anymore.
"PAN!" shouted Trunks, powering up on instinct. He had to find her!
"Trunks! Trunks, wait, tell me what's going on!" Bulma had tears running down her cheeks, trying to get her son to tell her what was wrong.
"Just let me go, Mother! Pan needs me!" With that, Trunks leaped into the air, chasing after the sound of Pan's struggling.
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Trunks' instincts led him to broken down part of Tokyo, somewhere where no one who didn't sell or buy drugs or themselves went. He suddenly remembered to switch on his disguising device so he could search safely for Pan. As he walked by, a blonde who reminded him faintly of Sakura said, "Hey big man, I know you want me. Only $100 a fuck."
Trunks cordially grabbed her arm and whispered, "I have better trash than you underneath my shoes. If you don't leave me alone and tell all your friends to, I swear I will skin you alive. I have more important things to do tonight than waste my time with you." He let her go, throwing her down to the ground. He knew she would have bruises, but all he could hear was Pan's little voice screaming his name. He had to help her!
"PAN!" he screamed, "WHERE ARE YOU, PAN? YELL SO I CAN FIND YOU!"
"HELP ME!!" came her little voice. Trunks went Super Saiyan without even thinking about it and busted into the building that he heard the scream come from and was confronted with his worst nightmare.
Pan was tied hand and foot across two poles. The men had stripped her to her underwear, and were getting ready to gang rape her. Several men already had erections and were looking at Pan like she was a piece of meat. Their leader, a large man, already had his pants down, and looked up at Trunks. "Hey, man, we found this one. Go get your own. Or, you can pay to watch us if you want to. This fat-ass broad was just wandering down the street when I asked her, real nice, to fuck with me and she said no. We're going to teach her not to say no to the Rat gang, ain't we, boys?"
"Yeah, boss," chorused the boys, numbering in about ten.
"I think I have something to say about that," said Trunks, with his blonde hair and his blue eyes glowing. He dropped the disguise and could hear Pan gasp.
~He really came for me!~ thought Pan
"What kinda freak is this man?" said the leader of the gang. "Didn't you have black hair a minute ago?"
"Yeah. My hair turns blonde when I get really pissed at some full-of- himself jackass screws with my woman." ~Where the hell did that come from? She's not my woman!~ thought Trunks.
"Your woman, eh? Well, do you think you can come and get her?" The leader stood to his full height, a full 7 foot, and looked down at Trunks. "Why don't you just try it?"
"You really don't want me to. I can gurantee you that. You might just want to give me Pan and give up." Trunks stood to his full height, still a good 7 inches shorter than the leader.
"What, this bitch has a name? I'm amazed. I thought she was just another street rat."
"That's it, you asshole. You're dead."
Trunks stopped holding back his energy. He could see Pan's eyes widen in fear at all the energy he now possessed. He flicked the leader in the nose and he fell dead, his face smashed into his brain. Before the others could react, he did the same to them. When he had finished, there was no blood on him anywhere, and he looked as clean as he had when he started. He reached and took the gag out of Pan's mouth. "Are you okay, little sis?"
"Trunks, what are you doing here? I thought I told you I could take care of myself! Oh, why am I so dizzy?" Trunks reached down and untied one of her arms.
"Oh yeah, you can obviously take care of yourself. There's no way I'm letting a good girl, a virgin no less, be gang raped. You may think you're tough and strong, but obviously not enough."
"I can take care of myself! Thank you for untying me. Now I'm going to..." Before she could finish what she was saying, Pan had fainted in Trunks' arms. He gathered her up in his arms and flew her towards their training area. He didn't want Bulma to see Pan like this, or she'd have a heart attack. ~Our training area? It was always just mine until she came along...~
When they landed, Pan didn't even wake up. She just sighed and snuggled in closer in his arms. Trunks sat down on a nearby rock and just looked at her. He could see the beginning of a bruise across the back of her neck where the leader must have hit her to knock her out. It must have been a suprise attack, or she never would have been hit by it. He saw marks where the ropes had tied her down, and bruises all along her arms and breasts from the men touching her. ~I'm so glad I killed those men. They deserved worse than that, but torture isn't my style. At least I saved her before they could take her virginity.~ What made him want to cry was when he was a bruise across her cheek where he himself had slapped her earlier that evening. ~I can't believe I did that to Pan...~ When he brushed away his tears, Pan was jostled and slowly opened her eyes.
"Hmmm..." said Pan, starting to wake up. "Minoru?"
"No, sweety, it's Trunks." Trunks looked down into her eyes as she woke up. He had never noticed them before, how big and dark brown they were. They looked like doe's eyes, and he decided they were the prettiest eyes he had ever seen. ~Who's Minoru? Oh, never mind, I'll find out later."
"Oh..." Pan tried to sit up, but Trunks held her down. "What happened, Trunks?"
"Don't try to sit up, sweetheart. You were just drugged by a few nasty men and I came and saved you." Trunks knew that lying would be the best for both of them right now.
"Oh... Thank you Trunks... for saving me..." Pan reached up and pulled his head down and kissed him on the cheek.
~WHOA! What is that feeling? I've never felt it before!~ Thought Trunks as he lifted a hand to touch the spot where she had kissed him.
"Are you ready to go back now, sweety? Mom will be frantic. Here, I saved your clothes, let's get some new ones on you. Ready?" Trunks carefully stood and hoisted Pan into his arms. She was no burden at all, barely weighing anything.
"Okay..." said Pan, sliding back into unconciousness.
"Almost home, sweetheart. You're almost home..." whispered Trunks, wondering what on earth was making his heart beat so quickly and why it felt so natural holding Pan in his arms.
"I'm so glad you called me tonight," Sakura said as she felt Trunks nuzzle the back of her neck.
"I needed to see you," Trunks said, thinking about what had happened earlier this evening. ~I needed a distraction from Pan, that's what I needed. Wait, where did that thought come from? I needed to see Sakura. I needed to see Sakura. I needed to see Sakura. I need to see Pan!~ "Sakura, baby?"
"Yes, Trunks? Oh, you want to dance some more? Sure, let's go!" Sakura pulled Trunks along behind her, Trunks watching her full butt swaying in front of his eyes, and when she turned around, her D-cup breasts bouncing. She leaned in and whispered, "I'm really drunk, so do you want me to do what I do for you sometimes?"
"Yeah, baby, go ahead."
Reaching up and kissing him passionately, she grabbed the closest girl next to her and kissed her passionately too. The girl was obviously drunk too, so she didin't protest. The girl had black hair in a low ponytail and Sakura grabbed the ponytail, taking the girl over to Trunks. They bumped and grined right in front of him, kissing the entire time. Trunks could feel himself being turned on, and then suddenly repulsed. He realized how much the second girl looked like Pan, and wanted to slap Sakura. She had chosen the one girl in the entire room that would repulse him. He cut in on the two, and pulled Sakura away. "I'm taking you home," he said gruffly, grabbing her by the arm hard enough to bruise.
"Ow, Trunks! You're hurting me! I was just having a good time! You said I could!" Sakura whined, pulling against his force.
"You will do what I say, and you will stop struggling, or you will wish that I had just left you in that club." Trunks' voice was low and threatening, and Sakura was so frightened she screamed.
"HELP!! THIS MAN IS HURTING ME!! PLEASE! SOMEONE! ANY-"
"There's no one to hear you, Sakura, so please stop yelling. I'm sorry I frightened you, but I have other things on my mind than watching you make a slut of yourself. I'm going to take you home, and I'm going to call you in the morning. Nothing will have happened, do you understand me?"
Sakura nodded, pertrified with fear. Trunks popped his Capsule red convertable and drove her home. She tried to kiss him goodnight, but Trunks held her off, and she walked to her house crying.
Trunks thought, ~Well, at least that girl knew when to shut up. Pan, on the other hand...Ah, Pan must be home by now. Why should I worry about her? It is almost two in the morning. There's no way she's childish enough to still be running. She must have come to her senses and gone home.~ With that comforting thought, he popped his convertable and flew the short flight home.
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When Trunks arrived home, he found Bulma frantic. Her hair was all a mess and she had every servant in the house awake and searching.
"TRUNKS! Have you seen Pan? She disappeared and I haven't seen her since dinner! When I went to check on her ten minutes ago, she wasn't in her room! Did you fight with her or something that made her want to leave?" Bulma, a small woman, had her 6 foot 5 son by the arm and was pulling him down. He sat with her on the couch and tried to calm her down.
"Yes, Mom, Pan and I did fight a little. But I'm sure she should be home any second now. I would know if anything was wrong oka---" Suddenly Trunks dropped off mid-sentence. He could hear Pan crying out for him, wanting him to come rescue her.
"TRUNKS! TRUNKS! TRUNKS! TRUNKS! HELP ME!!!!" he could hear her scream as something dropped down on her lips so she couldn't scream anymore.
"PAN!" shouted Trunks, powering up on instinct. He had to find her!
"Trunks! Trunks, wait, tell me what's going on!" Bulma had tears running down her cheeks, trying to get her son to tell her what was wrong.
"Just let me go, Mother! Pan needs me!" With that, Trunks leaped into the air, chasing after the sound of Pan's struggling.
~***************************~
Trunks' instincts led him to broken down part of Tokyo, somewhere where no one who didn't sell or buy drugs or themselves went. He suddenly remembered to switch on his disguising device so he could search safely for Pan. As he walked by, a blonde who reminded him faintly of Sakura said, "Hey big man, I know you want me. Only $100 a fuck."
Trunks cordially grabbed her arm and whispered, "I have better trash than you underneath my shoes. If you don't leave me alone and tell all your friends to, I swear I will skin you alive. I have more important things to do tonight than waste my time with you." He let her go, throwing her down to the ground. He knew she would have bruises, but all he could hear was Pan's little voice screaming his name. He had to help her!
"PAN!" he screamed, "WHERE ARE YOU, PAN? YELL SO I CAN FIND YOU!"
"HELP ME!!" came her little voice. Trunks went Super Saiyan without even thinking about it and busted into the building that he heard the scream come from and was confronted with his worst nightmare.
Pan was tied hand and foot across two poles. The men had stripped her to her underwear, and were getting ready to gang rape her. Several men already had erections and were looking at Pan like she was a piece of meat. Their leader, a large man, already had his pants down, and looked up at Trunks. "Hey, man, we found this one. Go get your own. Or, you can pay to watch us if you want to. This fat-ass broad was just wandering down the street when I asked her, real nice, to fuck with me and she said no. We're going to teach her not to say no to the Rat gang, ain't we, boys?"
"Yeah, boss," chorused the boys, numbering in about ten.
"I think I have something to say about that," said Trunks, with his blonde hair and his blue eyes glowing. He dropped the disguise and could hear Pan gasp.
~He really came for me!~ thought Pan
"What kinda freak is this man?" said the leader of the gang. "Didn't you have black hair a minute ago?"
"Yeah. My hair turns blonde when I get really pissed at some full-of- himself jackass screws with my woman." ~Where the hell did that come from? She's not my woman!~ thought Trunks.
"Your woman, eh? Well, do you think you can come and get her?" The leader stood to his full height, a full 7 foot, and looked down at Trunks. "Why don't you just try it?"
"You really don't want me to. I can gurantee you that. You might just want to give me Pan and give up." Trunks stood to his full height, still a good 7 inches shorter than the leader.
"What, this bitch has a name? I'm amazed. I thought she was just another street rat."
"That's it, you asshole. You're dead."
Trunks stopped holding back his energy. He could see Pan's eyes widen in fear at all the energy he now possessed. He flicked the leader in the nose and he fell dead, his face smashed into his brain. Before the others could react, he did the same to them. When he had finished, there was no blood on him anywhere, and he looked as clean as he had when he started. He reached and took the gag out of Pan's mouth. "Are you okay, little sis?"
"Trunks, what are you doing here? I thought I told you I could take care of myself! Oh, why am I so dizzy?" Trunks reached down and untied one of her arms.
"Oh yeah, you can obviously take care of yourself. There's no way I'm letting a good girl, a virgin no less, be gang raped. You may think you're tough and strong, but obviously not enough."
"I can take care of myself! Thank you for untying me. Now I'm going to..." Before she could finish what she was saying, Pan had fainted in Trunks' arms. He gathered her up in his arms and flew her towards their training area. He didn't want Bulma to see Pan like this, or she'd have a heart attack. ~Our training area? It was always just mine until she came along...~
When they landed, Pan didn't even wake up. She just sighed and snuggled in closer in his arms. Trunks sat down on a nearby rock and just looked at her. He could see the beginning of a bruise across the back of her neck where the leader must have hit her to knock her out. It must have been a suprise attack, or she never would have been hit by it. He saw marks where the ropes had tied her down, and bruises all along her arms and breasts from the men touching her. ~I'm so glad I killed those men. They deserved worse than that, but torture isn't my style. At least I saved her before they could take her virginity.~ What made him want to cry was when he was a bruise across her cheek where he himself had slapped her earlier that evening. ~I can't believe I did that to Pan...~ When he brushed away his tears, Pan was jostled and slowly opened her eyes.
"Hmmm..." said Pan, starting to wake up. "Minoru?"
"No, sweety, it's Trunks." Trunks looked down into her eyes as she woke up. He had never noticed them before, how big and dark brown they were. They looked like doe's eyes, and he decided they were the prettiest eyes he had ever seen. ~Who's Minoru? Oh, never mind, I'll find out later."
"Oh..." Pan tried to sit up, but Trunks held her down. "What happened, Trunks?"
"Don't try to sit up, sweetheart. You were just drugged by a few nasty men and I came and saved you." Trunks knew that lying would be the best for both of them right now.
"Oh... Thank you Trunks... for saving me..." Pan reached up and pulled his head down and kissed him on the cheek.
~WHOA! What is that feeling? I've never felt it before!~ Thought Trunks as he lifted a hand to touch the spot where she had kissed him.
"Are you ready to go back now, sweety? Mom will be frantic. Here, I saved your clothes, let's get some new ones on you. Ready?" Trunks carefully stood and hoisted Pan into his arms. She was no burden at all, barely weighing anything.
"Okay..." said Pan, sliding back into unconciousness.
"Almost home, sweetheart. You're almost home..." whispered Trunks, wondering what on earth was making his heart beat so quickly and why it felt so natural holding Pan in his arms.