The Fourth of March

I trained with Vegeta today, I already feel much stronger. While my faith in my fighting has come back, I still can do little but think about today. It was about four in the morning when I first woke up. Although according to my mother, my alarm is loud enough to wake half of Hercule city, I still did not wake. She came into my room, distraught at woken up so early.

"PAN, its FOUR in the MORNING!" Slowly rising, Pan sat upright and turned her alarm off while rubbing her eyes. "Pan, please tell me, WHY you set your alarm for so early in the morning?" Videl pleaded.
"Vegeta's going to train me at five" Pan, resisting the urge to roll over and go back to sleep, tossed back the covers and headed to her drawers. It was a long time since she used her training Gi. Videl groaned.

"Pan…you know what your father will think about that..." Pan hesitated for a moment before stuffing some spare clothes into a bag.
"I want to train Mom, I want to be strong, like Grandpa was…" Videl sighed and went to sit on the end of Pans bed.
"I know Pan sweetie, but Vegeta isn't the most reliable person to train with." Pan was quick to interfere.

"He trained Trunks – Trunks hardly ever trains, and look how strong he is – AND – I'm turning eighteen next month, Daddy can't treat me like a child all the time…" Videl, too tired to argue, shook her head.

"You can tell him about your training session with Vegeta over tea tonight. Right now I'm going back to bed. See you this afternoon Pan." Giving her mother a hug, Pan made her way to the shower.

I left a little late, but as long as I flew, I knew I could make it on time. It was five exactly when I opened the door of the gravity room. Vegeta had already begun training, but I had second thoughts. Nothing was like fighting with Vegeta, would he take me lightly?

"You took your time" Vegeta scowled as Pan finally found Vegeta. 'Yeah right, I can't have been more then thirty seconds late.' Pan thought, while staring Vegeta in the eye. Vegeta just continued to scowl. "Ready, Brat?" Pan nodded and tossed her bag by the door, eagerly getting into a defensive mode. Before she was ready, Vegeta's fist struck her face. "Lesson one, brat, NEVER make me wait." Pan hit the back wall of the gravity room, and slid down. Her eyes narrowed, she wasn't going to lose this easily. As soon as she stood, however, it felt like she had the weight of the world on her shoulders.

Vegeta had turned the Gravity on when I wasn't watching, and I had felt nothing like it. Most of the planets I visited with Grandpa Goku and Trunks had a similar gravity to earth. It was something I had yet to understand.

"What the?" Vegeta ignored her, and started to power a ki blast up "VEGETA? WHY CANT I MOVE!" Vegeta let the ki blast go and hit pan, face on. A slight shriek was heard as she tried to defend herself against the blast, but was forced back against the wall. 'I wish I was training with Grandpa Goku…' Pan thought 'He'd be able to help me'. Pans eyes narrowed at the thought of grandpa Goku, and let out a scream. 'If I ever see Grandpa Goku again – I'm going to show him how strong I really am.' She thought as she powered up. The more she powered up, the less heavy the gravitation room seemed to be. 'He won't think I'm a kid anymore. Neither will Trunks. Vegeta smirked at her attempt and prepared another ki blast. He'd teach her how to block ki attacks better when she was worn down more. Pan was to busy to pick up the almost inaudible sound off his lips.
"Think of it as the only favor you'll ever get from me, Kakarot."

He beat me quickly, sure enough. But he did not rub it in. I was a small fry for him, and as far as he was concerned, I was a weakling. But instead, he helped me to my feet, and he taught me. I had never seen a remotely gentle side of Vegeta. He did not treat Trunks like that. Perhaps if he was to train Bura, he would be this gentle? However, Bura would not train for her life. She was strong enough to get away from any attacker she may have on the street and that was all she cares for. While the unexpected lesson on deflecting and defense against Ki attacks was surprising, what came next threw me away.

"You're a stubborn Brat" He Smirked. "You have what it takes to be a true Saiyan."He then narrowed his eyes"But no-one will ever take you seriously, if you need to run whining to your Baka of a grandfather for help. If you act as a child, they will always treat you as a child. You act like you're not a young brat, and they will treat you like your true Saiyan self." He then stood, chucked her a Sensu bean and paused. "NOW HURRY UP AND GET OUT OF MY GRAVITY ROOM".

I am unsure what caused a sudden compassion in Vegeta. His voice was not gruff and commanding, it was softer. Somehow, I felt like something missing was filled. Did Vegeta want to train his princess of a daughter? Did they train the females on Vegeta-Sei? All I can assume is Vegeta felt what I felt. A hole inside of me was filled. I had someone to train me, who wanted to spend that time. I can only assume Vegeta had a small hole filled, too, where training his princess should be.