Hello everyone! Welcome to Chapter Five of Naked Tears. Sorry its sooooooooo late, school has proven to be more of a hassle than I'd expected. I have also had some extreme health problems, finding myself in and out of hospital for two months, stuck in hospital for two weeks continuous then going in for surgery earlier this week. Luckily I made it home today! This has been quite a challenge to get done but here it is! Chapter Five! Short and sweet abut quite important and emotional.

Anyways I thought I'd answer the reviews I got from last chapter so people realize I do really appreciate all of their comments. I have answered them all at the bottom of the chapter.

Anyways I don't own DBZ/GT bleh bleh bleh. Now…ON WITH THE STORY!


Naked Tears
By Kelandra Surisha
Chapter Five


The night grew steadily closer to an end, but still Pan didn't sleep. She gripped tightly on the rail, leaning over, staring out at the city from her fifteenth floor balcony.

This had always comforted her before, but somehow, this time, it didn't seem to make anything better. Inside her soul she felt – empty.

This wasn't how it was supposed to be. Vegeta never told her she'd feel this way.

Was this what Trunks had meant when he had called her a fool? Was this her punishment?

No, something told her it was something much deeper, more…sinister if that was the right word. It was something darker that pulled at her soul and sat at the back of her mind but she could not decipher.

She wanted to turn to Vegeta, but how could she? What if she had made a mistake and he was angry with her? What if he had changed his mind and not wanted them to be bonded?

This was a mistake; this entire mess was a mistake. How could she have believed his words? How could she have believed she saw love in those deep blue eyes? She was sure it had been there, but had it really been there?

Pan leaned her head down onto her arm on the railing. Her knees shook and rattled, knocking together feverously and her breath became shallow and she gasped for breath. Something inside of her ached and festered deep within her core and a sudden faintness swept over her, calming her sudden panic and forcing her eyes shut as she collapsed onto her knees and feel backwards unconscious.


Trunks didn't know quite what to do or say. He felt his core boil and fester as the pain deep inside of him devoured his soul, or at least what was left of it. He knew what was happening; his father had warned him when he first became an adult in Saiyan terms, which was the equivalent of fourteen human years.

Mating between two Saiyans had to be a mutual bond; something they were both willing to give into or else Juanita would punish both more severely than for any other action.

The horrible feeling deep in his soul was only the beginning and he knew it. There were few ways to rectify the situation and he didn't think he was willing to do any one of them.

How could she have done that? His angry eyes bore down upon the city lights that seemed to burn holes in his retina in the starless cloudy night from his office window. She should have known what she had done.

Then again she was still a girl. She was barely an adult, hadn't been brought up knowing anything about Saiyan heritage. Had she been frightened? Somehow, deep in the pit of Trunks stomach, he knew the answer to that question. She had been frightened; she knew she was going to die because of him unless she did what she did. But he was too blinded by the lust to remember that, and even if he had remembered he doubted if he'd have cared.

It was so stupid. They shouldn't have ever been dragged into that situation. He had loved her, she had loved him, and it was supposed to be a mutual thing. They'd never discussed marking each other before than night a year and a half previously. They had been making love previous to that, but it had been out of love, not lust. True it probably came more frequently because of his heat, but it hadn't been all about the lust.

What had changed? That stupid night had changed everything! He didn't know why he had done it. He had been so in control all those other times, forcing himself back against his urges to mark her. He had been so stupid, so blind and just didn't want to fight it any more. He had devoured her neck in his moment of weakness as they climaxed together and somehow he had expected her to do the same. Perhaps she had been too frightened. Perhaps she had been too shocked. Whatever the reason was, once their climax was over, sorrow pored through him as he pushed himself away from her. In his dreams the lust began to creep and claimed his weary being and by morning's first light he had to take her again.

It was such a perfect feeling for him. It was a pleasure he couldn't explain. It was a continuous rush that needed satisfying. It would have been painful; however, he had control of the one thing that could satisfy it. Pan.

She had belonged to him, which was the most satisfying feeling he had ever had.

He had been so blinded by that power, that lust, that pleasure, that it hadn't occurred to him her pain. No – that wasn't true, he had realized her pain. But knowing that he could inflict sexual pleasure and dominance on a creature that was in so much pain because of him was somewhat pleasuring in itself.

It was stupid now that he thought about it. Now the love between them was gone, and contempt had replaced it. Both lived half lives, their souls split in two because of one another.

The worst thing was Juanita would not let them seek happiness in each other, only lust that could not be satisfied. Pleasure would undoubtedly cause them pain for their lust would grow and never be satisfied.

Perhaps, even worse than the previous point was that now a child could be brought into the picture. That would undoubting cause more pain for a child born to parents of a cursed bond would never know a parents true love. Their child would be hurt, damaged, perhaps destroyed by their misery and discontent. As long as they were in their cursed bond, the child would live a life of pain and misery, beyond explanation, not just emotionally, but spiritually, mentally and physically.

For the first time since this all began, Trunks felt sorry.


Pan painfully forced her eyes open slowly. She felt a light yet warm white blanket cling to her body and she tried to sit up miserably but felt a strong hand push against her chest just below her collar bone, forcing her back upon the bed.

Her first thought was that it was Trunks, but as the hand eased off her chest and she forced her eyes open once more she realized it wasn't. She could make out the distinct hairstyle of black spikes that resembled the silhouette of sharp mountain peeks. She groaned lightly again before managing to speak.

"Vegeta…where am I?"

"Capsule Corps, stupid woman." He growled. "Got yourself damn near too exhausted and drained to continue living, which is stupid considering that damned brat in your womb needs you to live!"

Pan's eyes shot open wide, ignoring the pain of the bright lights and her pounding head ache. She forced herself to sit up and glared deeply into Vegeta's calm but angry black eyes.

"Baby? What baby? I can't be pregnant Vegeta, not yet! It hasn't even been a full day since I marked Trunks…"

"Saiyan fertilization takes a mere two hours, implantation within six after that damn woman, it's to insure the best chance of impregnating the woman. Also makes for more time for the brat to develop its powers before leaving the womb."

Pan's eyes began to water and she fell backwards, her heart aching suddenly at the thought of bringing a child into this mess between herself and Trunks. What was she going to do?

"Stupid woman, you should have discussed this whole thing with that god damn ass of a brat of mine! By Juanita's grave, you've damned yourself, Trunks and that stupid brat of yours good this time!"

"You told me to mark him!"

"Not without his permission I didn't!" Vegeta gasped loudly, shaking his head with furry, but somehow Pan knew it was directed at her. "This is your father's god damn fault, knew nothing about Saiyans when he had you. Should have told you all this! He should have found out!"

Pan knew Vegeta was making up excuses. He was angry with himself.

"I didn't tell you what happens when both sides of the bond are done without permission of one another, did I?"

Pan shook her head.

Vegeta sighed and explained to her about the half life, the destruction of half of their soul, the endless lust, and Juanita's punishment.

Pan felt the hot tears burn again against her cheeks as she fell backwards against the pillows.

"But…how…how do I…do I solve this?"

Vegeta shook his head.

"You have to break the bond."

Pan shot up once again.

"But…one of us would have to…" Pan couldn't bring herself to complete the sentence as she fought back the fears growing deep inside her soul.

Vegeta nodded as Pan felt her insides rot.


End of Chapter Five


Okay as promised, here are my responses to the reviewers:-)

Hana-maru285 – yay! Here's another chapter! Don't worry about the spelling mistakes, I don't care. :-)

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I'd also like to thank those people who e-mailed me. I lost most people's e-mails when I changed computers (sorry) so I can't name you individually, but it touched me that you took the time to write me a personal e-mail.

Again thanks everyone. I'm sorry I can't write more, I don't have a lot of free time on my hands these days. I would write to you all personally if I had time but unfortunately I don't…:-(. I hope this helps people realize I do value my readers input a lot.

Anyways I'd better be off, I'm tired. I'll try to write more soon. :-D

Kelandra Surisha