They said I would never understand. They told me I was too young to comprehend. That he would only treat me as a tool, a mere toy. And at first they were right. I was his tool; I was his toy. But then...well, why don't we go back. I'll tell you our story...our story of a binding love. A sick and twisted love...Cause only two knows what happened...behind closed doors..
It was dark. I was gagged and the chains around my neck and confining my arms must've been turning my skin blue by now, because they were so tight. My whole body shook from the cold. If I didn't have something shoved in my mouth, I knew my teeth would be chattering. I felt so naked, and I probably was, considering my past experiences. They were trying to sell me again. Last month a wealthy widowed man, at least in his 30's, had bought and soon after sold me. He said that I was too hard to break and that I was horrible bitch, with the attitude to match.
I can't really blame him. I'm not the happy type anyway. I don't fall on my back and give it up that easily. Hence, why I'm still very much a virgin, no matter how much of a slave I am. I choke briefly and stumble forward as someone; most likely the guard jerks me forward to walk. I really do despise this life, that's why the second I get a new 'master' I'm going to kick his ass and escape back home. I still remember the day they came and took me from my home. I was so cozy living peacefully with my parents and grandparents. The worse part about the whole thing is that my Uncle witnessed the whole thing.
He could only watch in horror as they dragged my kicking and screaming form away from him. We had thought we were so safe in our 'secret' sparring spot in the woods. That was the day that hate was scarred into my heart. Instinct was a giving and I immediately put up a wall, not trusting even the kindest caretaker. But the incident I remember most vividly was seeing the Prince. Even thinking about it now, I can't help but narrow my eyes in pure hatred. I saw him, begged him to make his guard's put me down, to let me free. But he only walked past, his cold stare and smirk oozing into my core. The look on his face, pure delight, it made me shiver.
He was exactly like you'd imagine a Prince to be. Especially from the way they talked about his father, Kind Vegeta. I hated everyone that stood in my way or prevented me to get home again. "Pick up your pace," the grungy guard commands as I'm led up what I guess is a hallway. It's still pitch black dark and I can't see a thing in front of my nose, except for the shining armor of the man in front of me. Someone must've already brought me. They wouldn't be moving my like this unless I was going to my new 'home'. I don't really think it's fair, sending me to some un-expecting man. He'd only send me right back after only a day.
"The poor sap." I mutter, looking up as I'm thrown into a lit room.
I look around the neatly kept room. Where the hell am I? From what I can tell, it's a very clean bathroom. Well that's a change. Usually they only give me a bucket of water and a torn rag. They're...pampering me? My brow rises as two women walk into the room, one with a basket of bathing oils and the other carrying bundles of towels. I started to notice that the bathroom wasn't a regular bathroom when the women started to bathe me. The tub wasn't a tub at all. It was built into the ground and when you pushed some controls on the wall nearby, warm massaging bubbles formed in the water.
There were even golden-framed paintings on the wall and there were statues by the entrance. The widowed man that I lived with before wasn't this wealthy. Curiosity gets the better of me and before I can think, my mouth opens, "Where am I?"
At first no one said anything, so I sigh softly and sit there. That was mighty rude. They could have at least answered my question. "You are in the royal palace. The Prince awaits you in his chambers; you are to be his now. His highness brought you for his 24th birthday."
"Whoa, Whoa! Did I hear you correct?" I ask, as I'm lead out of the water.
They fall silent again as they toweled the water from my body. I guess I didn't hear wrong. Great, just my luck. I get stuck with the bastard that I said that I was going to get back at. A glint comes to my eyes as they start rubbing the scented oils into my skin. If I stayed around for a while longer, I could kick his ass and then escape. I smirk faintly, my tail swishing behind me. This could get really interesting. "What is your name...?" The youngest one asks as she pins up my hair.
"Uh...Pan. Son Pan." Well that threw me off.
"Pan. That's a lovely name. My mother and I will be taking care of you from now on. My name is Ayana."
The two women, Ayana and her mother Umi, finished the long transformation and sent me on my way. I felt so weird. I wasn't used to this kind of treatment. No one had pampered me this much in years. I smelt of different kinds of flowers and my skin was milky smooth. The casual blue dress hugged curves and cleavage that were usually unclothed. Even if it was a short skimpy dress, I still felt comfortable. Though boots and fighting Gi would be so much better. "Whiners can't be choosers, I guess."
I pause briefly and stop at the only double doors in the corridor, "Well hot damn...his room must be huge."
Sighing, I prepare myself to be molested or beaten. Both things weren't the best, but I could certainly deal with them. I'd fight him all night if I had to. Poor thing too, I hear I'm the first female that he's purchased. They say saiya-jin females can be bitches. I know exactly how I can be sometimes, so let's see. If he's a strong male than he'll have no problem handling me. He's supposed to be a saiya-jin too. After I take a deep calming breath, I lift my hand up and knock on the door. A shiver runs up my back as I hear shuffling from inside.
The door is pulled open and I stare in shock at the Prince toweling his hair nonchalantly. He stops for a minute, gives me a look over and then gives me that cold smirk of his. I blink as my breath catches in my throat and I can't help but stare at his half naked body, the other half concealed by a white towel. Damn, if only that thing wasn't there. I look back up at his face and he jesters me in with his head. I just noticed that his hair has grown considerably since the last time I saw him and he looks more masculine. But then again that was a while ago, so why wouldn't he look different.
"You're finally mine, eh Pan? I've been waiting for you for a while now girl." He purred, closing the door as I walked inside.
"I didn't know you were waiting for so long. You're not getting anything from me Prince Trunks so you can forget it..."
"I already know that, but you are mine, so I will break you...in time. But for now, we'll start things slow. This is our room, we share everything so get used to it."
"Hn...figures.." I snort, looking around the well-furnished room.
"You should get used to the fact that I will be seeing enough of your naked body soon, so you shouldn't try to hide from me. Ayana and her mother will probably come when you wake up to measure you for clothing..."
"What kind of clothing?"
He chuckled in amusement and walked into the bathroom, "Anything you desire, jewelry, trinkets, whatever you women wear..."
I blink in shock. Was he actually being nice to me? He sounded so proper, which was unexpected. I didn't really think he'd actually treat me this way. I thought he'd at least try to jump on me or something. I shake my head slightly as I walk over to the huge King size bed and fell onto it. The soft covers of the bed engulfed me as I covered myself with it and snuggled into warmth of the bed. I hadn't felt this comfortable; this relaxed...this cared for in a long time... Maybe the time I spent here would do me some good. Maybe I could live with that bastard for just a while...
A/N: Few! ((Wipes the sweat off of her brow.)) That took me a while! As you can see, I'm using a different writing style. I hope it doesn't bother anyone. I wanted to try the way they do it in a book. But that's my new story and I also hope that it seems interesting. It might take me a while to finish the 1st chapter because I want to make it nice and long. I also want to get another chapter for my other P/T story and my Non-DBZ story. Anyways...I have lots of faith in this story and I hope that it turns out really good. This is a story that I haven't really seen many people write about, but I hope it "Rocks your Socks". I'll go now! You...you can go and review my story and tell me if it sucked or not!
Ja'Ne!!
