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My Love For You Is Insatiable

Pan awoke. She scrunched her eyes and yawned. She opened them fully to stare into blue orbs, looking at her in contentment. She gazed into them, and he gazed back. Trunks lifted his hand to caress her face. She snuggled closer to him, resting her head on his shoulder. He pulled her bare body close to his, taking in each other's warmth. Trunks sighed as she drew circles with her fingers on his chest.

:Are you okay: he thought to her through their bond.

:Yes. I'm just happy to be with you:

Trunks kissed her hair.

:We've been through so much: she told him.

:I know: he replied:but it was worth it to fall in love with you:

Pan looked at him and kissed him gently, yet overflowing with love.

"Ditto," she said.

Trunks looked to the clock and to the sunlight outside. It was still pretty early, only 9:07am.

Pan sat up and rubbed her eyes.

"Why are you getting up now? It's still early," asked Trunks, putting his arms behind his head.

"It's my internal body clock. I'm usually training by now," she replied.

Trunks got up and lifted her onto his lap, "Even after last night?"

Before she could answer, she yawned.

"See. You are tired," said Trunks.

Pan smiled. She got off Trunks and sat down next to him. She ran her fingers through her ebony hair. It needed to be brushed, but not now. Trunks pulled her back towards him. She wrapped her legs around his waist and leaned her head into his chest. He was about to lay back down when he noticed a stain on the bed sheets. It was blood. He looked down at Pan, guilt overcoming him. Pan turned to what Trunks had looked at and sighed.

"Did I hurt you a lot?" asked Trunks.

Pan saw the guilt in his eyes and caressed his face.

"Don't feel guilty Trunks. It was going to hurt anyway. You did nothing wrong. Last night was special. We're mates. Nothing can come between us."

Trunks smiled at her and lay down on the bed, bringing his mate with him.

And they both fell asleep once more, vanished in each other's embrace.

Bra giggled as Goten tickled her. They were both on the bed, tangled in the sheets.

"Stop," she said, but he continued harder.

She began to laugh increasingly, wriggling under Goten's hands.

"Stop," she cried.

No hesitation in Goten's ministrations.

"Stop," she breathed in the pain from her laughter.

"Beg."

"W…what?"

"Beg."

"Never!"

Goten smirked and stopped. Bra let out a held in breath, but Goten started tickling her again. She was totally unprepared.

"Stop! Okay…I beg you to stop, please!"

Goten stopped for good now and leaned over her gasping form. He slowly kissed her on the neck, working up to her ear.

"Did you enjoy that?" he whispered to her.

She smirked and caressed his face.

"Yes…of course not you dumbass! I don't like being tickled!"

Goten laughed but was silenced by Bra's lips.

"But I like you," she said.

Goten pulled her down onto the bed wrapping his arms around her body. They promptly fell back to sleep.

Bulma looked out at her kingdom from the balcony. The sun was shining brightly in the sky and the city looked at it's best. She loved peace. When she had been born, the War of Frieza had already begun. It went on until she was seventeen years old and Vegeta had destroyed him. The next war was the Tyrant War six years ago, and next was the most recent. They were going to name it the Conflict of Rebellion. Each was celebrated every year. The saiyans of the planet had an extra feast day next year.

Strong arms wrapped around her waist. She smiled up at Vegeta.

"The brat mated last night."

"Are you sure?" asked Bulma.

"I know."

:Then it's only a matter of time until Bra mates and they both have children. Only then can we pass the planet down to Trunks. It seems far off, but it will come: thought Bulma.

:And when it does: thought Vegeta :we know we ruled the best we could:

A few weeks later, Pan took part in the Coronation of Child. She was officially made a Princess and Trunks' and their bond made known to the planet. It was a time of great celebration and of love and unity between peace and hope. The saiyans hoped the peace would last.

As Trunks and Pan fell asleep that night, it was a reflection of their lives. From the moment they had first met, it had been love. It had sparked off due to Pan's will to avenge her family. She thought that the evil in people remained. She thought it was controlled. However, she was wrong. Only true evil can show such venom to kill. Only true evil can say such things…and only true evil can never be changed. She had thought that so many things were right, when it hadn't been. She had trusted her head instead of her heart. She had tried to do what she had expected other people wanted her to do. In the end, all she succeeded in was destroying the right person and finding love.

She needed hope in her life…and it was always there. She could never accuse Trunks of doing anything to her, as he loved her too much: he wouldn't do that in the first place. She could tell him that he had been controlled by Sheik…and made to kill innocent people; if she remembered of course. But she knew that their deaths were destiny.

And as she slept through the winter nights, a warm wind would always embrace her from the heavens above. A warm wind of her family. She knew there was hope: she, Trunks and her family above were living proof of that.

And when they joined the hope above, they would always be welcomed…………………………………

THE END

Thank you for reading this fanfic. It was started back in 2002 and has now been revised. Thank you for all the reviews that a lot of people gladly gave. I am forever grateful!

A lot of people may know that the sequel to this fanfic entitled 'Let Love be Your Energy' was written up to chapter 20 and then put on indefinite hold. I am happy to say that I will fully revise that fanfic and WILL finish it. Check the first chapter of the sequel for more information.

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Signed by an older and wiser dragon agility xx