Revised!

My Love For You Is Insatiable

Trunks led the way outside. It was quite chilly so Trunks put his arm around Pan as they were walking. She accepted it with her high class act, but pictures of her stupidity in the gravity room kept returning to her. She wanted to kick herself, but she knew she would have some problems.

"Do you enjoy science?" asked Trunks as they walked along the grounds.

"Yeah. It's interesting," she said and it was true. After all her years studying it for her plan, she had grown on the subject and liked it.

"What do you think of my annoying sister?"

"Annoying? Well, she can be a bit annoying when it comes to going out shopping, but otherwise, she's great."

They walked along little stream and then settled down on a bench overlooking the city.

"Isn't the view wonderful?" asked Pan.

"Yeah."

They were quiet for a minute or so.

"Pan, why did you train regularly when you lived at home?" asked Trunks.

Pan wanted to see his face when she told him that the answer was to kill him, but she thought that it should wait for just before hand.

"I liked training. It would sometimes relieve great stress on me and it would make me stronger as well," she answered.

"I think, that if I train you a lot from now on, that you could turn into a super saiyan in, let's say, a few weeks," said Trunks.

Pan nearly paled when he mentioned turning into a super saiyan because she could already do the transformation.

"I can?" she said playing the act.

"You're strong and you like to train. You could be a super saiyan like my sister."

"Bra is a super saiyan!" said Pan.

"Yes. My Father has been training her since the age of nine. Before that, she wouldn't go near any weights. At the moment, my Dad is trying to get her to the next level," said Trunks.

"Next level?" asked Pan.

"Yeah. There are four levels of super saiyan, five if you include the ascended form. At each form, your hair changes and your eyes go different colours; not the greeny blue it goes on stage one. Your power and speed increase at each level, but it takes determination to get there. Turning super saiyan was easy for me; I just did it one day.

"Level two was a little harder and I managed to do it after intense training. But level three was really hard. When I did transform, the gravity room blew up and the whole of the west side of the palace had to be built again, but my Dad was pleased.

"That was three years ago and I can still remember how I did it. My Dad sort of logged into my memory and put a scene in there of hundreds of saiyans dying, blaming me for it, blaming me for being weak and it clicked.

My Dad is at the last level and he told me that when I want to go up to the last level, to ask him so that he can help me. The stronger we are, the more protection we have against future wars…and that feeling I have."

Trunks looked to the sky and didn't see Pan's scared face. She had had no idea about the four levels of super saiyan, and she was on the first when he was on the third. That meant that he was stronger than she was.

'What am I to do? Will I still be able to murder him? I'll have to think of how.'

Trunks looked back down at her.

"Pan, have you enjoyed your stay at the palace so far?" asked Trunks.

"Yeah, it has been really fun and I've made some great friends," she lied, but part of it was true.

Silence filled the air for a few more minutes. Pan, deciding to play up to the plan, leaned in on shoulder. Trunks put his arm around her and held her tight in his grip.

'I must be the luckiest man alive...'

But Pan was going over the recent events in her mind.

I' think that he fancies me like hell, but I want to make it better, as if I like him myself. But that's true…Pan! Stop thinking that! You've got to concentrate girl, no messing around saying that you like him. Remember their faces; their faces'

Images of her Father and Grandpa came to her mind and she decided to make it more interesting right now. Slowly, but surely, she unwrapped her tail from her slim waist. She looked at his tail and saw that it was not wrapped around his waist.

'Go for it'

She moved her tail towards his, cuddling him even tighter and slowly rubbed her tail against his. Trunks immediately felt the nice sensations going through his tail and he blushed furiously as he worked out what was happening. Pan saw this and pulled her tail away, smiling at her success at making him think that she liked him. He looked down to her, and then he wrapped his tail completely around hers, just like mates and close girlfriends/boyfriends did. Now that made her blush. She had no idea that he was going to do that, but at least it was success.

'I just hope that you tell me more soon. You've already told me about the evil coming here and I might use it to my advantage, but it would be better if I knew more'

Trunks looked at her blushing face from above. She was an angel, no other way to describe her.

"Pan," he called to her. She looked up and he crushed his lips to hers. She was surprised and joined in.

But it hadn't any feeling like before. It was a kiss without passionate love or flames of desire. She had a clear head and was using it well to use him. She smirked to herself as they continued to kiss. Trunks entered his tongue into her mouth and she did the same, their arms snaked around each other. Trunks was kissing with feelings, no pretend and had no idea that Pan was pretending for revenge of her Father and Grandpa.

She continued, but she could feel her head slipping. After two minutes or so, she could stand it no longer. She switched from listening to her heart rather her head and joined in full force. Now it was passionate. Their tails coiled tighter and Pan moaned in her throat. She put her hands on either side of his face. As Trunks pulled away, Pan grazed her teeth over his lips, causing them to throb, but Trunks loved the feeling. Instead of going for her neck like the previous kiss, he kissed up her jaw line to her ear, which he sucked and nibbled. She moaned at the feelings running through her body and Trunks claimed her lips once again. When they parted, they gasped to catch their breath. That was when Pan realised what she had done. She was angry at herself so much. She had lost control.

As he was about to kiss her again, she put her finger onto his lips.

"Shouldn't we go inside for the closing ceremony?" she whispered.

"I guess so," he said, he was disappointed that it hadn't lasted for so long, but he loved it all the more, I think I'll wait for a bit longer before I tell her what I really feel for her

They walked back, hand in hand to the hall. Goten and Bra were gone. As they entered the room, Trunks saw that it was near the end of the night.

'Maybe I can tell her tonight, just us two, alone,' he thought. He smiled. Maybe tonight was the night when they shared a bed.

Pan though, was furious. She told Trunks that she was going to the bathroom. When she entered, she found it empty and looked at herself in the mirror. She saw the same face she had had for so long, except that her hair was long. She could feel rage pumping through her lungs and wanted to teach herself a lesson. She raised her ki slightly and made it travel to her head. This hurt her badly; a sharp stinging pain in her head, but she carried on. She only stopped at the moment before she passed out.

The evening ended shortly after that. As they walked out of the hall to their beds, she could hear Bra laughing along with Goten. Trunks and Pan both sighed and thought the same thing, that the two drunk lovebirds probably wouldn't get to sleep for a long time.

Pan could still feel the burning sensation in her head, but dismissed it.

"Did you enjoy tonight?" asked Trunks as he opened the door to his part of the palace.

"I had a great time," she answered.

They both walked towards Pan's door where she turned around.

"Thanks for letting me be your date for the banquet, it was great fun."

"No problem," said Trunks as he stroked her chin.

'I think it's time to play up a little' she thought.

Pan reached up and gave him a peck on the lips.

"Good night," she said, smiling.

Trunks was about to kiss her full force again, when he heard a knock on the main door of his part of the palace. He cursed to himself as he went to answer the door, Pan tugging behind. He opened the door to find a fully clothed armoured saiyan. He had a piece of paper in his hand.

"Er hi," said Trunks.

"Yes, Prince…"

"Trunks," Trunks corrected the saiyan.

"Right, Trunks; do you have a Pan Son staying at your address?" he asked.

"Yeah, that's me," answered Pan from behind Trunks.

"I have a message from your Grandma," he said.

"What does she need?" asked Pan worried.

The saiyan paused: "I'm sorry, but your Mother, Videl, committed suicide about an hour ago."

This struck Pan full force. She could fell an ache in her heart and it hurt so badly. Her heart rate and breathing quickened.

"No…" she whispered, a single tear coming down her face, "No…"

Pan searched for her Mother's ki, but it wasn't there. Trunks couldn't find the words to say to Pan. He now knew that she had lost both Mother and Father in such a short time. He put his hand on her shoulder.

"No…" she whispered again and broke down on Trunk's shoulder. The saiyan left with a solemn smile as Trunks was left to comfort his crying female.

Pan had such vivid scenes going through her head, but one shone out the most:

Trunks had not only killed her Father and Grandpa, but her Mother as well…

Please R and R! dragon agility xx