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My Love For You Is Insatiable

When Pan woke up that morning with a shameful face. She immediately put her head into her hands and slowly pulled her hair.

I'm only supposed to make him infatuated with me, not fall for him myself. Get a hold of yourself Pan. Remember the plan

During the night, she had dreamed about him, imagining what he looked like without a top on; to see his muscles. She groaned as it came back to her head.

She looked at the clock beside her: 9:30.

"Damn!" she swore as she realised that she had overslept. She had planned to go into the lab to see if she could find out any information on the computer to do with Trunks.

She jumped out of her bed and raced into the shower. In ten minutes, she was dressed. She decided to wear her boots with a skirt that came up to her knees along with a light blue spandex top that had short sleeves. It again was low cut on the front of the neck and was short for her so it showed her tattoo on her belly. She put her lab coat, that Trunks had given her the day before, on, grabbed a brush and put her hair into a quick bun. It was messy, but stylish.

She slowly opened the door to the lab to find it empty. She smiled as she entered and for the next hour she explored the computer databases. There was nothing about Trunks or his family, so she spent her time looking at the latest findings. As she was about to read about the movement of the seven plates of Vegeta-sei, a tired Trunks came into the room.

He noticed Pan and his pulse rate rose. He looked at her as she set about reading. He admired the way her hair was; how whisks of it seeped down the side of her face and made her look heavenly. He noticed what she was wearing as well.

"Good morning," he said, yawning.

Pan turned to look at him. She could feel herself staring at him, so she turned back to the screen and said:

"You look tired."

"Rough night," replied Trunks, grabbing a chair and sitting down.

Pan told herself to calm down. She was fuming with Trunks for effecting her this much when she was supposed to be exacting revenge. Trunks was wearing a loose tee-shirt and black trousers (the ones future Trunks wears) with yellow boots. He rubbed his eyes then wheeled the chair towards the computer next to Pan's. Pan saw that he checked his e-mails and then shut it down.

"Are you hungry?" asked Trunks.

"Suppose so," Pan replied.

"Come on then. My Mum will make us something. She's eating now and she makes the best pancakes!"

Pan followed him to the kitchen in his parent's quarters. It was enormous and had a big round table in the middle. Pan saw Bulma and Bra enjoying breakfast. Bulma stood up to make breakfast so Pan offered to help. But Bulma politely said no. She had a fun breakfast with pancakes and syrup. Bra talked about nothing except her latest break up with her boyfriend so Pan said that she would find another soul mate soon. Pan had had a boyfriend for two years, but had called it off when it wasn't going anywhere. Bulma said that the damage to the lab was worse than expected and Pan rejoiced at this news: more time with Trunks, the closer she got to the kill.

For the next four hours, Pan and Trunks worked together on some circuitry on a bot. During the process, Pan dropped her screwdriver by accident and both Trunks and Pan went to pick it up. It ended up as Pan getting there first and Trunks putting his hand on top of hers. They both blushed, especially Pan, and got back to work, not talking to each other until it was lunch.

At lunch, King Vegeta wasn't there again because the conference was still on. Bra asked Pan if she wanted to go shopping later on and Pan agreed as she wanted to go home to see her Mum.

Later that day, while Pan was working in the lab, Trunks came in to talk to her.

"Pan, can I talk to you please? It's important," said Trunks. "Sure. What's it about?"

"The real reason I asked for someone like you in the first place."

"What is the real reason? I thought that you needed my help with maintenance of inventions and circuitry," asked Pan.

"I do need your help, but it isn't that," replied Trunks.

"Then what do you need my help for?" asked Pan puzzled.

"Something that I don't have a clue about…"

"What do you mean, Trunks?" Pan asked.

"Let me start from the beginning. Do you remember the War of Tyrants?"

Pan looked to the floor, her eyes daring to spill tears.

"Of course, who could forget the war…" said Trunks, "Anyway, just before the war started, I had this horrible feeling in my stomach and then the war started. Now I can feel it again, that same feeling: a horrible pain as if it is squeezing me inside out. If I had that pain years ago and a war started, then there's going to be another war or a bad being on its way to our planet."

Pan looked at Trunks with solemn eyes. She quickly wiped her eyes.

"Is that what you need my help for? To help you find out what it is and help you stop it?" she asked him, again wiping her eyes.

Trunks felt sorry for her and realised that she must have lost someone close to her in the war, "Yeah."

Trunks told her to run a galaxy run through: a test to see if there were any ships on course to the planet while he checked the history file. He didn't find any cases such as his own in the file, so he asked Pan to help him run a health test. Trunks stripped down to his boxers and Pan attached many heat and pulse sensors onto his body as he didn't really know where they went. Pan admired his muscular chest, it felt so smooth as she brushed it with her fingers by accident. She turned towards the computer and mentally kicked herself.

She switched it on and checked him over. His temperature was normal and so was his blood pressure. She checked his pulse rate and found it to be going quite fast. She smirked to herself as she realised she was having a lot of effect on him. She went out of the room for a while to see if she was the reason why his pulse rate was high and it was.

She then checked the heart screen that showed the patterns of the heart. She then spotted something.

'What is that?' she wondered.

She looked closely. If she scanned her eyes, she could see that every time his heart made a pattern on the screen, she could see another pattern that was smaller just behind it, but only be a millionth of a second, she guessed. Pan knew that Trunks wouldn't be able to see it as females had better vision than males. But she dismissed it. There wasn't really anything wrong with him. But she did believe that something was on its way to Vegeta-sei, though she didn't know why she did.

'If there is a war, then I can kill him during it, in honour of my family' she thought happily.

At around 5:00, she set out to the shops with Bra. She found out that Bra was one of the saiyans that was very self-conscience about their appearance. She did talk a lot, but at least she had style. Bra told her that there was going to be a huge banquet for the people of the conference in two days time and that she was invited. They spent two hours looking for the perfect dress and eventually they found the ones they were looking for. Bra insisted on paying and in the end, Pan agreed to stop her from making her deaf.

As they were coming out of the shops, Pan heard a voice calling her. She turned around to see none other than Goten.

"Goten, what are you doing here?" asked Pan.

"Mum asked me to get her some material for something, what about you?" he asked.

"I came here shopping with Bra," she said and Bra stepped forward.

"Bra…the Princess!" exclaimed Goten.

"Yeah, that's me. But just call me Bra, cutie-pie," said Bra, winking.

"Okay then, hi Bra. So how's life at the palace?"

"It's great Uncle!"

"Uncle?" said Bra.

"Yeah, he's my Uncle," said Pan.

"Made any friends?" asked Goten.

"Yeah."

"Trunks thinks that your niece is cute," stated Bra.

Pan blushed and thought That proves it. If he does like me, he'll show me things that I won't usually be shown and I could get something against the King and Queen and see if Trunks has killed anyone else

"Does he? The Prince?" said Goten.

"Uh-ha," said Bra, "You're awfully cute too, Goten."

Now it was Goten's turn to blush: "Thanks."

"Goten," began Pan, "could you give this to my Mum please?"

"Sure. See you soon Pan," he said as he turned to walk away, "And... Bra? I think you're cute too!"

Now Bra blushed.

As they were walking back to the palace, Pan explained why Goten was her Uncle and was so young. She managed to say her Father and Grandpa's name without slipping up. Bra told Pan that Goten was really good looking and wouldn't mind going out with him.

On her way back to Trunks' quarters, she rounded the corner to see the King, Vegeta, walking towards her. She looked at him as he walked past and as he did, he looked at her with glaring eyes and stopped as she walked past him.

"Do you need something?" asked Pan sarcastically. She wasn't afraid.

"Are you one of Bulma's new lab partners or Trunks' future mate?" he asked.

"I am Trunks' new lab partner, not his mate," she said.

"When did you arrive?"

"Yesterday," she said.

"Tell my son that I want to see him, immediately," said Vegeta, nose in air.

"Okay."

Pan began to walk away when he said something that grabbed her attention.

"You wouldn't be related to the Son's, would you?"

"Yeah…and?"

"You can go." And Vegeta walked away.

Well, I thought that he might recognise me and he did. But there's no harm in it. If Trunks finds out that my two of my family died it won't matter…because he'll die anyway she thought as she entered her room.

She went to find Trunks and found him training. She called him on the computer screen and told him that his Dad needed to see him. He emerged in the same way that she had first seen him.

'He's so good looking' she thought, but forgot to hit herself for it, as if she enjoyed the thought. She went to her room and decided to read her book.

"Dad, you wanted to see me?" asked Trunks.

"Sit down." They both sat down at the table opposite each other.

"Trunks, that new worker you have: what's her name?"

"Pan, Pan Son," replied Trunks, "Why?"

"She's a first class and part of an elite family," said Vegeta.

"I know, I've seen her tattoo. But I don't know anyone with that surname in the forces," Trunks said.

"You probably won't remember them. They were in the elite forces for many years but were killed during the war six years ago."

"Oh. I thought that she had lost someone close to her because she looked sad when I mentioned the war this morning," Trunks replied.

"She lost both her Grandfather and Father. I can see why you chose her. Her Father and Grandfather were very intellectual so she should be as well, along with a lot of strength. Why do you need her?"

"Well, just some help on maintenance around the lab," Trunks lied.

"You know that she meets the standards of being your mate," said Vegeta.

"Dad!" he said blushing.

"Do you like her?"

"Yeah. She's good looking, has a great personality and loads of muscles. She's clever and tomorrow I'm going to see how strong she is," he finished, once again blushing.

"Then take her as your mate, mark her," Vegeta said to his son.

"Dad, I don't even know if she likes me and at the moment, we are just friends. I might ask her to come with me to the banquet on Saturday. If she likes me, she'll say yes. But I personally think that she is perfect," said Trunks.

"You can go and I want to see you training with me tomorrow at 3:00," said Vegeta. He just had to tell his mate about it.

Trunks left his Father in immense thought. He felt sorry for Pan without a Dad.

Later that night at 11:00, Pan was tossing and turning in bed. Her mind was on Trunks. Trunks. That name stuck in her head like glue and wasn't going anywhere. She knew that she had a small attraction towards him - although she didn't like to admit it – and she hated herself for it.

"I'm failing you Father," she whispered, "and you too Grandpa."

She could fell her eyes stinging.

"I want to pretend that I like him, but I really do. Me, love a murdering bastard. I can't imagine what you must be thinking Dad and I know that Grandpa would be ashamed."

"Nukem nana huski day wantei sectinio ea ae grandtutem n kamanrei. Hola yay, seto," and she finished it by translating it into saiyan:

"May the bravery and strength be unleashed to help your fate, Grandpa and Father. Be one in all, seto."

She could feel the sting in her eyes fade away, "That didn't help that day. If it did, I might not be in this predicament."

She made herself comfortable and said the prayer once again to suit her needs:

"Nukem nana gie junacho lilalei hose tetonio ea rew der. Ai shiterei. Ea yay, seto."

May I be strong enough to help you rest in peace and shatter those who have done no justice. I love you both. In all, seto. And with that, she fell asleep.

Deep in space, but not too far away, a ship moves quickly to Vegeta-sei. On board, only one being. She has light red eyes and delicate, pretty features. Her mouth is covered in a white balaclava . She is wearing a royal blue bodysuit, with a darker blue bit from the hips to the top of the thighs. The top of the bodysuit is covered with a white patch of cloth that has a red sun on it. She is wearing long dark blue boots that come up to her knees and dark blue gloves cover her hands. A type of shawl covers her hair and short locks of blonde hair come out of either side from under the shawl. In her hand, she has a blue ki ball which has a dark secret hidden within. Even though she looks calm enough, she hides malice in her eyes. Her name………Shiek.

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