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YaY!!! I'm back to my fav Vegeta and Pan ficcy!^^ Woo hoo! Sorry guys, had a lil problem with putting it up yesterday (Sunday) but it's up now! Awe, they're so cute! Like old man and brat :D you know, he just seems like a father type to me for Pan! But anywayz, lol, back to the ficcy! As always, enjoy!

Chappy 6

            "Oh, Panny-chan! You poor baby!" Bulma snatched her from Vegeta and cuddled her. Pan wasn't exactly happy about Bulma smothering her but decided not to complain; she couldn't anyway, since her voice was shot for a while.

"What's wrong honey? Why aren't you talking?"

"She's been training for hours, woman; she doesn't have the energy to talk." He explained, rudely. Bulma glared at him. "Well if you wouldn't have let her run off and sit out there for hours killing herself, she wouldn't be in this shape right now!"

"All she needs is a damn bath and some sleep, not a miracle! A little dehydrated, granted, but nothing life-threatening; she didn't become any more human out there, after all," he sneered. "I'm tired of you making fun of humans, monkey! At least we know when to stop!"

"Well then I must be getting the wrong impression, living with you!" "Ass-" Bulma was stopped by Pan moaning in pain from her shoulder but didn't have enough strength to rub it. "Awe, don't worry, Vegeta will go give you a bath and fix you right up, won't you, monkey?" she glared.

"Grr!" Vegeta replied. "You got her in this condition, now get her out! And she better be alive in the morning!" Bulma put her back in Vegeta's arms, scoffed at him, and walked away.

"Damn brat," he looked at her. She looked down, not wanting to look at him in the face. For some reason, she suddenly felt ashamed again. 'I couldn't even train for a few hours!' tears started coming down her eyes. Vegeta could hear, what was as close as you could get to a moan when your voice was gone, come from Pan.

'Ugh.' "Come on," he decided to ask her why she was crying later, when she could answer him. He figured the warm mist in the shower would help clear her voice and she may be able to speak a little before she went to sleep for the night.

"Is Pan, okay?" Goten asked. Him and Trunks were sitting at the kitchen table eating dinner. "She'll be fine, but she needs some rest. I'll have to go put something in her stomach before she goes to sleep, too," Bulma sighed. She knew it wasn't serious but it bothered her that Pan would work so hard like that for hours with no stop, or even just run away like she did.

'Vegeta, are you sure she's okay?' she thought, warily.

'She'll be fine, woman. I didn't know she'd do all this; I'll talk to her about it. Satisfied?'

'I just don't want to have to deal with another half-dead saiyan like when you blew yourself up in that damn gravity room. That took enough out of me; I still haven't gotten over it!'

'Heh.' Vegeta rested Pan's head up against the end of the tub to keep her from sliding in and drowning.

"You know, this is just your first time training; you can't train like me for hours and walk away from it. You understand?" Pan looked down, tears still staining her face. "And stop that damn crying," he wiped her face with the rag. "Why are you crying?"

Pan opened her mouth to speak but could only cough. "Well, it's getting better," he figured. Coughing was more than she could do when they got in there. He tried to get some of her hair out of her eye but she jerked her head away. Vegeta looked at her, annoyed. "It isn't my fault you're half-dead," he grunted, "I never told you to go out there and kill yourself, you know."

Pan suddenly started pouting along with her tears, whining incomprehensibly to Vegeta.

"You wanted what?" he raised his signature brow.

"I wanted to make you proud (sniff) and daddy proud and grampa (sniff) but I can't do it and I'll never be able to do it because I'm weak and dumb!" she muttered, crying, just loud enough for him to hear; she couldn't go much higher. Now she was crying harder than before. Vegeta growled under his breath, sighing.

"I told you, you did good, damnit," he argued.

"You're just lying cuz you wanted me to shut cuz you know Trunks and Goten are way better than me and I'll never be able to do it and they will then they'll save the Earth and you'll be proud of them and not me then you'll all send me off to some unknown planet so you won't have to look at my ugly, dumb, weak face again and I'll never see you AGAIN!! WAHH!!!" Pan really started bawling after that, despite her voice impairment.

Vegeta cringed, not because she was loud, but because he couldn't stand bawling. Bulma used to do that a lot when she and Yamcha were going together, and ever since then, he couldn't stand the sound.

"Grr, for Kami's sake brat, what do you want me to say?!"

Pan got louder.

"Look, I never said you were weak and we were going to send you off to some unknown planet so we wouldn't have to look at your ugly face-"

"WAHHH!!!!!!!!"

"Ok, ok! Your….nice (gag!)….(gag again!) face ever again…"

"(Sniff) (pout)."

"And I wasn't lying when I said you did good."

"(Sniff)," she looked up at him.

"And um…er…you'll save this Kami-forsaken piece of shit one day too."

"(Big smile!) Really Uncle Veggie-chan?" she smiled as big as her face would let her.

"I see you got your voice back…" he said, as if he couldn't tell she was getting it back while she was screaming.

Pan crawled over in the tub to him and hugged his leg.

"I love you Uncle Veggie-chan!"

"Shut up."

"Hey, Pan, are you okay?" Goten climbed up into the bed beside her and sat Indian style. Trunks stood on the side nearest her and just looked up, not really wanted to get too close. "Yeah, I'm okay," she assured.

"We're sorry about earlier, we didn't mean to make you angry-"

"Ahem!" Trunks cut in.

"Well, I didn't mean ta make you angry, at least," Goten scratched his head.

"Thanks, Uncle Goten. At least you're nice enough to apologize," she shot a quick glare at Trunks. Trunks rolled his eyes at her.

"Alright, get your asses in bed! Hurry up, damnit!" Vegeta walked in to 'inform' them. "Awe, can't we stay a little while?" Goten pouted, sticking his lip out. 'Gr, damn kakkobrat!' "We're going to be training early tomorrow, so you all need your rest, especially her! Now get to sleep, damnit!" Vegeta ordered. "Don't have to tell me twice," Trunks walked out of the room, not wanting to stay near Pan any longer.

"Okay, okay," Goten sighed, jumping off the bed and running out the door, "Night Pan! Night Mr. Vegeta, sir!" he went out of sight. "Prince Vegeta, spawn!" Vegeta correctly, angrily. "Uncle Vegeta," Pan called him. "Stop calling me that. What?" "I love you," she smiled, once again reminding him of her love for him.

"Pan."

"Yes, Uncle Veggie?"

"Shut up."

"Love you too. Goodnight," she waved, sweetly.

"Go to sleep, brat." Vegeta walked out the door.

Now for our commercial break!

"Vegeta, how could you?!" Goku cried, burying his head in his hands.

"Oh, Kakkarot, I'm sorry! She forced me to marry her!" he pleaded for mercy.

"But why did you mate with her, why?!"

"Well why did you marry Chi Chi?! HUH?! Speak now, damnit!"

(deep intake of breath) Why did Vegeta mate with Bulma if he didn't love her?! Why did Goku marry Chi Chi if he wanted a piece of Vegeta?! WHY is Vegeta acting a damn fool?! Find out next time on All My Saiyans!

And now back to the story^^.

"Get up, all of you!" Vegeta screamed at the top of his lungs from downstairs, waking everyone in the house. It was just 6:30 in the morning, which Vegeta thought of as late, but he decided to let them sleep a little 'longer'.

"Coming Uncle Veggie-chan!" Pan was the first person to come downstairs, hoping down the stairs still trying to put on one shoe. 'What the hell?'

"How did you get dressed so damn fast?" he narrowed his eye. "Well, er…I kinda got up early, hehe," she did the traditional Son scratching of the back of the head. 'Well there goes letting her sit up there to sleep…oh well,' Vegeta really didn't like having 'off days', as he would call them, like fighting was a job.

"Brats, I said get your asses down here! NOW!!" he yelled again. Trunks and Goten came stumbling out of Trunks' room like two men that had got drunk all last night and was having a serious hangover. "Dad, what's your problem?" Trunks whined. "Yeah, Mr. Vegeta, sir!" In all the mumbling, Vegeta heard the words "man, you're nuts," and "he's lost it," somewhere between the two.

"Stop your damn whining and get dressed!"

"Vegeta, what the hell is your problem?!" Bulma came stomping out of her room. "You trying to wake up the whole damn house?!"

"Yes."

"Well let me tell you something, monkey, the rest of us 'normal beings' don't wake up at fucking six in the damn morning, so I suggest, NEXT time, you just bring your little sorry, LAZY, saiyan ass UP here and go INTO those rooms to tell them to wake up, instead of waking up the Whole FUCKING neighborhood! DAMNIT!!"

Bulma was very irritable. She hadn't gotten much sleep since her and Vegeta were um…(ahem) 'up' half the night, so the last thing she needed was him screaming through the whole house. Trunks, Goten, and Pan all were cringing.

"Shut up and get your damn beauty rest, bitch; you need it," Vegeta gave his usual insult for the morning. "Well see if I cook you ANYTHING today, you damn hoe!"

"Slut!" Vegeta growled back.

"Ass!"

"Bitch!"

"Goku's bitch!"

"WHAT?!?!?!?! HOW DARE YOU!?!?!"

"Mr. Vegeta sir is my daddy's bitch, Ms. Bulma?" Goten scratched his head. Bulma immediately regretted her words.

"N-no, honey, I didn't mean your daddy, I-I meant..um…Frieza! Yeah! Frieza's bitch!"

"GO AHEAD!! SAY THAT AGAIN!!"

"Frieza's…bitch."

"Why you little-"

"Hey, guys!"

"What?" Everyone turned around to see Goku standing by the door, smiling as big as ever.

"Grampa!"

"Hey Mr. Goku."

"Hey Goku!"

"Hmph."

"Daddy, is Mr. Vegeta your bitch-"

"Goten, hush up!" Bulma stopped him in his tracks.

"A what?" Goku cocked his head. "Nevermind, you idiot! What are you doing here so early?!" Vegeta growled. "Well I wanted to come train with ya, V, and knowing how early you get up, I'm actually surprised you haven't started!" Goku laughed. " Hahahaha- not funny," Vegeta glared.

"Awe, come on V, chill! Hey Panny, hey Goten, hey Trunks! Didn't see you yesterday!"

"GRAMPA!!"

"DAD!!" Goten and Pan rushed over to Goku's wide, open arms and gave the BIG Son hug.

'This is sickening.'

'Oh shut up Vegeta! I'm still angry with you!'

"Hey, why don't ya'll come over to our house, Vegeta? There's plenty of room in the country, and Chi Chi's already up and cooking!"

"Vegeta would be more than happy to go with you, Goku-son," Bulma said, coming down the stairs.

"And when did I agree to that?" he sneered.

"When you agreed that you wanted last night to happen again," she told him, silently, kissing him on the cheek. "You're cruel," he smirked, enjoying her mischievous side. "I know."

A few minutes later…

"Alright, let's go!" Goku picked up Pan, Goten and Trunks holding onto his pants leg. Vegeta walked over and went by Trunks.

"Grab my leg."

"Why?"

"I refuse to touch him," he looked at Goku, disgustingly.

"That's funny, V!" Goku slapped him on the back. "GRR!!!" "Alright, bye Bulma!" "Bye!" she yelled from the kitchen.

"Bye!" the three kids said together. Vegeta grunted, already getting in his goodbyes long before they left (  ;)  ;) woo hoo!). In a blink of an eye, they were all gone.

            ALLLLLLLLLLLLLrighty!!! Vegeta and the crew are off to train at Bulma's, but what crazy events will happen there? Find out next time on The Ultimate Friendship! Peaces Reeces!

Finished: 1/1/9/03

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