Here's part three of Siege And Assist. I know this story doesn't sound much like an AU T/P fic, but don't worry I'm getting there, I'm just building up the storyline. =)
Part 3
By: Christina
At six in the morning, Pan was already over at Goten's waiting patiently for seven o'clock to roll around. Knowing Goten, he wasn't going to be awake for another half an hour, so Pan sat in the living room and watched cartoons. She hadn't gotten much sleep last night due to the sheer excitement of what was going to happen. She couldn't wait! She had stayed up all night picking out the perfect outfit, the perfect things to say, and practically studying to make sure that she didn't sound stupid. There was no doubt going to be other doctor's there that would know a thing or two about medicine.
Pan couldn't wait any longer for her Uncle. She had grown impatient in the last five minutes she was there. She went into the kitchen and began to cook a riot.
"5…4…3…2…1…" Pan counted down as the table was officially set. "0"
And there sat Goten, eating like a mad man…or a mad Saiyajin for that matter.
"Good morning." Pan smiled bearing her pearly whites.
"What are you doing here so early?" Goten asked in between bites.
"What do you think? This is going to be the best experience of my life, and I don't want to be late for it. And besides, I don't want you to be late for it either."
"I guess so." Goten belched as she finished the last of the meal that sat on the table.
"I'm gonna go get ready. We can leave then." Goten stood up as he excused himself and thanked Pan for the wonderful breakfast.
Pan gingerly cleaned up and waited for Goten to get back downstairs. At 6:50, he was down and ready.
"Let's take a taxi." Goten said as he picked up his phone.
"Why don't we just fly?"
"Hmm, let's see about that. Flying to the Palace where the King and Queen of our people reside. It really doesn't sound very proper does it? We may be third-class, but we don't have to show we're that third-class."
"Fine, fine, fine." Pan muttered. She rarely enjoyed taking a taxi because it was an overused luxury.
"We're here." The taxi driver sputtered as he halted at the corner of the palace.
"Thank you." Pan said as she got out.
"Anything for you sweet cheeks." He winked.
"No tip." Goten said as he gave the needed fair.
The driver sneered at Pan and Goten and drove off in a frenzy.
"That's why I don't like taxi cabs, you catch?" Pan rubbed in.
"Yeah Pan, salt in a wound." Goten muttered as they made their ways to the front gate where the guards stood.
"Yes?" They inquired harshly.
"I'm Son Goten, I'm the doctor here to see the Queen."
"Kind of young aren't you?" The guard interrogated.
"Yeah well, you're looking at one of the best." Pan said in Goten's defense.
"And just who are you?" He said bending down so he was eye to eye with the sassy girl.
"I'm his assistant." Pan said holding her tongue a bit.
"So let me get this straight, a doctor who is as young as the Princess, and an assistant that is as young as the Princess' dog?" He laughed viciously.
'The dog? He compared me to a dog?' Pan fumed inside.
"That's right sir." Goten said politely. Pan looked over at her Uncle and wondered how he could be so polite at a time like this. The guard shook his head laughing and checked his roster. His laughter stopped once he saw Goten's name on the list.
"Ahem." The guard cleared, "Here are your clearance cards."
"Thank you." Pan snatched the card and attached it to the white button-up shirt she wore. Goten also nodded his thanks and proceeded through the gates.
"Pan, you can't do that! Hold your tongue!" Goten seethed.
"Sorry, I let my temper get the better of me." Pan admitted.
"Don't do it again. Next time they'll have your head for it."
"Right."
Pan and Goten made their way through the Palace corridors and eventually made it to the throne room where the King sat giving royal edicts.
"Wow." Pan whispered in awe at the finely furnished room. The thrones and room itself was made of pure gold. The King's red cloak was made of a fine fabric that Pan had never seen in her life.
"And I thought the corridors were nice." Pan whispered to Goten. He nodded his agreement and walked forward to the King.
"Your Majesty, Son Goten and his assistant are here to see the Queen." A guard introduced.
Goten bowed before the King as Pan took suit. She looked over at Goten and noted he was looking down, so she did as he did.
"Guard, call my son and daughter into the room." The Kings strong voice called out. Pan's curiosity got to the better of her, and she looked up at the King. He really did look the part. Before she was caught, she looked back down like her Uncle.
"What Father?" A whiny voice inquired. A dog bark was followed after.
'That must be the princess.' Pan thought again as she was reminded of her position as the dog.
"You called?" A third voice inquired. It was so forceful and pure that Pan had to look up to see where it came from. The prince stood next to his father in his red cloak also. His armor pended to his body in every tiny nook and cranny.
"Assist the doctor and his assistant to your mother's quarters. I have better things to attend to." He said harshly. "One of you is to stay there in case there are any new developments, understood?"
"Yes sir." They both nodded. The King stood and left the room to the conference room where he had another meeting to attend to.
"Are they at least going to introduce themselves." The Princess inquired as she looked at the two.
"Arise." The Prince ordered to the two figures. Goten was the first to rise. His broad shoulders and stiff stature followed. He kept his face emotionless as he awaited for his orders. He graciously nodded towards the Prince and Princess.
Pan was next to rise. She stood next to her Uncle with a bit of a cocky stance.
"Pan." Goten warned her. Pan rolled her eyes and stood tall and waited also for the Prince and Princess to speak. She saw the Princess hide a smile at the girl.
"State your name, age, and position." Trunks briefly stated.
"I'm Son Goten, I'm 28, and I'm a doctor." Goten said in his wistful voice.
"And you?" The Prince adverted to Pan.
'And you? Why I outtah…' She thought.
"I'm Son Pan, I'm 21, and I'm the doctor's assistant." She replied in an equal tone.
"You share the last name, are you related or married?" The Princess asked.
"He's my Uncle." Pan stated.
"Ah, your Uncle…interesting." Princess Bra said as she allowed her eyes to trail the young doctor.
"Bra, stay here and await for Nappa. I will take the Doctor and his Assistant to the medical ward."
"But father said he wanted at least one of us to stay with them." Princess Bra informed.
"I know, and that will be me. You stay put." Prince Trunks said sternly.
"I don't want to stay here!" She pouted.
"Tough." Prince Trunks said looking at his sister. "This way." He said to Goten and Pan.
"Good bye your highness." Goten bowed.
"Bye." Bra said pensively.
Goten ran his tests over the Queen. She was just as Chi Chi had described her. The Queen had her eyes open and seemed to be scrutinizing both Pan and Goten.
"Have you been experiencing any nausea?" Pan asked as she wrote this all in her clip bored.
"Yes, some." The Queen replied half-heartedly.
"How about dizziness?"
"Quite a lot."
Goten looked up and smiled. "Well your highness, I think we've figured out what's wrong."
"What?" The Prince inquired.
"She's pregnant." Pan smiled looking up at the Prince. She seemed entranced with his shocked features, but quickly turned away for fear of being caught staring.
"Oh Kami, again?" The Queen sighed as she leaned back in the bed. "Trunks, go get me some water."
"I can call a servant to get it." The Prince said ready to push the intercom.
"No, go get me some water." The Queen pressed.
"Yes Mother." Prince Trunks caved in.
After he left the room, Pan couldn't help but stare at the Queen. She had just ordered her son out the room when it was very likely that one of the servants could have gotten it for her.
"You both look so familiar." The Queen said looking at both. She more or less focused a lot of her attention on Pan. "Who is your mother?"
"My mother is Satan Videl your highness." Pan answered truthfully.
"Oh, and you?" She said directing her attention to Goten with less enthusiasm.
"Son Chi Chi your highness." He said looking down at his shoes.
"She lives?" The Queen said sitting straight up in her bed. Both a stunned Pan and Goten looked up at the Queen.
"She has lived and has had grandchildren, me your highness." Pan said.
"Oh my Kami, she lives." She cried. "I'm not sure if it's the hormones of the sheer joy of knowing my best friend lives, but I'm crying."
"Here your highness." Pan said giving the Queen a tissue.
"No, call me Bulma. You understand?" She enforced.
"Yes Bulma." Pan smiled.
"Here mom, your water." Trunks said with irritation at having to walk all the way to the other side of the Palace.
"Thank you Trunks." She looked over at the two. "Thank you so much for coming down. I know you're one of the best at what you do. My regards to your family." The Queen said.
"Thank you your highness." Pan said with a bow. Goten followed suit and allowed the Queen some time to rest.
Trunks walked them to the main door of the palace. "This is from my father." He said with an appreciative smile. Giving them a small burlap pouch, he smiled and turned on his way.
Pan starred after him. 'What a piece of work.' She thought. She disposed of that thought and continued with her Uncle home.
They got out of the gate and went into a taxi that had been called for them. They stayed quiet and just relished in the experience that they had just had.
"That was so awesome!" Pan yelled once she was sure they were out of hearing range for anyone near the Palace, especially those outside of it.
"I don't know, I wasn't really paying attention. I went there to do my job, and that's all there is to it. I don't normally like to associate with anyone in other social classes." Goten shrugged.
"But Goten! We're all people!" Pan pointed out.
"Pan, you have to understand that they're part of a different breed. If anything, I took you along so you could learn a lesson from all this, to not be like them when you grow up." Goten reasoned as if he had actually intended her for that reason.
By that time, Pan was already in her own world. A world filled with imagination and fantasy. She was in a world where social statuses didn't matter, where money was never a focus.
"Pan, we're home." Goten nudged. Pan blinked her tired eyes as she realized that she had dozed off. Opening her eyes, she was greeted with her rundown home and unpaved streets.
"Some day." She murmured.
"What was that?" Goten asked unsure if he heard her right.
"No, nothing." Pan said as she moped into the house.
Well, I got this part out a lot faster than I thought. =) Don't be shy, leave a review! Ja ne!
-Christina
