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Fire and Water Don't Mix
Pan Son sat at her desk, grumbling.
" That little fuck, ass fuck, dammit I hate him!" Pan mumbled angrily.
" Pan what's wrong? You've been mumbling all through class." Bra said concerned.
" Shut the fuck up Bra! Nothing is fucking wrong with me alright! Just leave me the fuck alone bitch."
Pan stood up quickly and almost knocked over her desk. She didn't care. She just wanted to get home and sleep her problems away. Or a better option would be to go home, sleep, and then be completely ready to kick his ass.
" Miss Son, where are you going? " Pan's teacher screeched from her place at the desk.
" Stay away from me! "
" Pan! Don't let your anger get the better of you. That's what he wants! " Bra seemed to have guessed the reason why Pan was so hysterical.
" I told you to shut the fuck up Bra! " Pan yelled at her.
" Miss Son! I will not tolerate such language in this classroom. Do you understand?! '
All of the students were watching the scene with interest. Pan distracted the teacher almost every week. That was one of the things that made Trunks famous, making people so angry that they would do rash things. Pan was a usual.
Meanwhile In Trunks' Class
" Yes! Hahahaha. Goten it worked again! Your niece is pissed in Nobuo's math class! "
" Dammit Trunks! Why do you have to get her so worked up? You are going to get her expelled."
" Oh what a pity that would be. " Trunks flicked his hair back casually.
They both heard an almost whisper. They realized that it was Pan, telling Bra to shut the fuck up. Then Trunks started to get mad. He didn't like it when anyone messed with his little sister.
" Damn her! I'll fucking kill her! No one tells Bra to shut the fuck up! " Trunks shouted, not noticing the strange looks that came his way. Although, his teacher didn't care so it was alright.
" Trunks, you told her in front of everyone that she slept with you. "
Trunks pretended that he hadn't heard Goten. " Well everyone knows that she wants to."
" Trunks my niece does not want to sleep with you!" Goten said, getting frustrated. Trunks believed that every girl wanted to sleep with him. He was usually right, but not about Pan Son. He was going to have to learn the truth soon enough.
Back In Pan's Math Class
Pan ran out the door. She was so angry she was almost crying.
" I am a saiyin. I-I don't want to be so weak! " She said to herself quietly.
" You will always be weak Pan Son. "
She bumped into Trunk's solid frame and fell down.
" OW!!! Why the hell are you standing there? Leave me alone."
" Hmmmm, hahahah you are weak. Only a quarter Saiyan. You insult our race."
Pan's power rose considerably, " Damn you! Shut the fuck up! I told you to leave me alone!"
" So? I don't take orders from weak, quarter lings."
" Well, maybe you should!" Pan's power was growing stronger. She hadn't been trained a lot while she was a child in what she called, Saiyan Fighting. She knew martial arts, but had no idea how to throw a ki ball, and she could not fly.
" No, I don't think I ever will."
" Just STAY BACK! Get the hell away from me! "
" You see, I just told you that I am not going to take orders from quarter lings! "
Unlike Pan, Trunks had been trained with Saiyan skills by his father, Vegeta.
" Do you really think that you can out fight me? I was trained by my father, the best, the prince of Saiyans. You have no chance of beating me. There is no point in fighting you."
" My Grandpa Goku is the best, and I was trained a little by my father, my father who beat Cell!"
" Impressive" Trunks said sarcastically, " Your father beat the big scary green monster."
" SHUT THE FUCK UP! " Pan's hair started to flash gold. Trunks stared at her hair, "You're going, going Super Saiyan?!" Trunks asked instead of stated, he couldn't believe it. He had first gone Super Saiyan this year. Pan was changing a whole year before him.
" Do you want to fight me now Trunks?"
" I suppose you might serve as a warm up before my after school training." Trunks cracked his knuckles. A disgusting habit in Pan's opinion.
Pan was feeling strong now. She didn't feel like the weak little girl she had felt like previously. She felt like a Saiyan, strong. Little did the two teens know, Vegeta was perched in a nearby tree, watching Pan.
" I am sure that she can become stronger than that. She is Gohan's daughter. wow, Super Saiyan at sixteen years of age. I will train her.
Fire and Water Don't Mix
Pan Son sat at her desk, grumbling.
" That little fuck, ass fuck, dammit I hate him!" Pan mumbled angrily.
" Pan what's wrong? You've been mumbling all through class." Bra said concerned.
" Shut the fuck up Bra! Nothing is fucking wrong with me alright! Just leave me the fuck alone bitch."
Pan stood up quickly and almost knocked over her desk. She didn't care. She just wanted to get home and sleep her problems away. Or a better option would be to go home, sleep, and then be completely ready to kick his ass.
" Miss Son, where are you going? " Pan's teacher screeched from her place at the desk.
" Stay away from me! "
" Pan! Don't let your anger get the better of you. That's what he wants! " Bra seemed to have guessed the reason why Pan was so hysterical.
" I told you to shut the fuck up Bra! " Pan yelled at her.
" Miss Son! I will not tolerate such language in this classroom. Do you understand?! '
All of the students were watching the scene with interest. Pan distracted the teacher almost every week. That was one of the things that made Trunks famous, making people so angry that they would do rash things. Pan was a usual.
Meanwhile In Trunks' Class
" Yes! Hahahaha. Goten it worked again! Your niece is pissed in Nobuo's math class! "
" Dammit Trunks! Why do you have to get her so worked up? You are going to get her expelled."
" Oh what a pity that would be. " Trunks flicked his hair back casually.
They both heard an almost whisper. They realized that it was Pan, telling Bra to shut the fuck up. Then Trunks started to get mad. He didn't like it when anyone messed with his little sister.
" Damn her! I'll fucking kill her! No one tells Bra to shut the fuck up! " Trunks shouted, not noticing the strange looks that came his way. Although, his teacher didn't care so it was alright.
" Trunks, you told her in front of everyone that she slept with you. "
Trunks pretended that he hadn't heard Goten. " Well everyone knows that she wants to."
" Trunks my niece does not want to sleep with you!" Goten said, getting frustrated. Trunks believed that every girl wanted to sleep with him. He was usually right, but not about Pan Son. He was going to have to learn the truth soon enough.
Back In Pan's Math Class
Pan ran out the door. She was so angry she was almost crying.
" I am a saiyin. I-I don't want to be so weak! " She said to herself quietly.
" You will always be weak Pan Son. "
She bumped into Trunk's solid frame and fell down.
" OW!!! Why the hell are you standing there? Leave me alone."
" Hmmmm, hahahah you are weak. Only a quarter Saiyan. You insult our race."
Pan's power rose considerably, " Damn you! Shut the fuck up! I told you to leave me alone!"
" So? I don't take orders from weak, quarter lings."
" Well, maybe you should!" Pan's power was growing stronger. She hadn't been trained a lot while she was a child in what she called, Saiyan Fighting. She knew martial arts, but had no idea how to throw a ki ball, and she could not fly.
" No, I don't think I ever will."
" Just STAY BACK! Get the hell away from me! "
" You see, I just told you that I am not going to take orders from quarter lings! "
Unlike Pan, Trunks had been trained with Saiyan skills by his father, Vegeta.
" Do you really think that you can out fight me? I was trained by my father, the best, the prince of Saiyans. You have no chance of beating me. There is no point in fighting you."
" My Grandpa Goku is the best, and I was trained a little by my father, my father who beat Cell!"
" Impressive" Trunks said sarcastically, " Your father beat the big scary green monster."
" SHUT THE FUCK UP! " Pan's hair started to flash gold. Trunks stared at her hair, "You're going, going Super Saiyan?!" Trunks asked instead of stated, he couldn't believe it. He had first gone Super Saiyan this year. Pan was changing a whole year before him.
" Do you want to fight me now Trunks?"
" I suppose you might serve as a warm up before my after school training." Trunks cracked his knuckles. A disgusting habit in Pan's opinion.
Pan was feeling strong now. She didn't feel like the weak little girl she had felt like previously. She felt like a Saiyan, strong. Little did the two teens know, Vegeta was perched in a nearby tree, watching Pan.
" I am sure that she can become stronger than that. She is Gohan's daughter. wow, Super Saiyan at sixteen years of age. I will train her.
