Behind Closed Door

By: Buggi or aka Anti-Depressant

Author's Note: Sorry about the long wait my friends. I've been under a lot of stress with working and friends and family and blah blah blah. Anyways. I hope you like the chapter. So on w/ the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own the series DBZ/GT or its character. Only the plot. Thanks you.

Morning brought the sun leaking through the partially opened windows and the mere thought of waking up was a disgust to the young sleeping beauty. Letting out a breath, she groaned and opened her eyes to meet the soft gaze of the prince. He was smiling down at her and with the gentlest touch, he brushed his palm against her forehead. He couldn't help but think how innocent she looked right before she woke up. It was as if a flower had opened up and delivered her to him, like a little fairy. She stared at him questionably, the childish look on her face causing him to chuckle softly. "What...?" She asked groggily, shoving her forearms under the cushion of the pillow she was laying on and hid her face.

"Can I quietly lay here and watch you sleep, madam?" His eyebrow was raised and the teasing smirk on his face was inviting.

"Not like that your highness..." She replied, nuzzling closer to his side.

"And why not? You did not mind my eyes on you last night." He cooed, finger tips brushing the hair off her shoulder.

"Well because,..." She shifted against him, "I was hoping that I would receive a goodnight kiss, but I did not."

"I cannot read your mind...however much I wish to do so." He whispered, his finger tips lifting her chin.

Before their lips could touch, the door was swung open and the King stood, shoulders back and head held high with confidence in the entrance. Pan watched as he strut into the huge room, his eyes taking in the well-furnished living quarters of his son and his women. He had never been into his son's room before and he wasn't surprised. Trunks' room was at the other end of the palace along with his sister's and he was usually always too busy to come down there way. His gaze traveled to the huge Queen sized bed the two lay watching him in and couldn't help but smirk. Pan lay behind the Prince, the thick warm cover bunched in her fist as she tried to cover up the skimpy material of the silk night gown she was sporting. His gaze dwelled on her for a few extra seconds before he nodded. "Maiden Son...I believe you should be rising soon? You do not want my daughter to beat you to the arena." His voice was deep and vibrated roughly like brass through the air.

"Ay your highness." She smiled, nodding respectively, "But my handmaiden, Ayana, has not come yet this morning."

"I see." He nodded slightly, "My son. I would like a private word with you in an hour. You shall meet me in my study." With that King Vegeta turned and disappeared through the double doors, his thick blue and black cloak fluttering behind him as he left.

"I guess that kiss will have to wait, my sweet." He cooed, fingering her cheek.

She couldn't help but grin as she watched him retreat from the bed and disappear into the bathroom. Last night had been marvelous, despite what she wanted to think. He had been so charming. They talked for what seemed like hours about different odds and ends and he even held her hand. It was as if time stopped just to let them bond. Around midnight was when sleep began to get to them and even though she knew she would be waking up early the next morning, she still urged him to speak more. 'I enjoy the sound of his voice.' She found herself thinking that the whole time he was telling about his past. He had done so many things too. From helping his father conquer opposing planets, to all the intense training and lessons throughout his life. He was such a multi-talented person and in the past couple months he had grown on her like a weed. Of course she wouldn't tell anyone that. For all she knew, it could be a fling or something. "Iy… He does not even know about me…"

She waited for the prince to leave the room before she lifted her body from the comfort of the bed they shared. She gave out a long cat like yawn and stretched out under the covers. Today was the day. A smirk came to her face as she thought about how everyone would react when she beat the princess. There was no doubt in her mind that they would all be shocked, but she hoped that it wouldn't be too bad. She knew she wouldn't even have to break a sweat. Bura was absolutely no match for her. The girl couldn't even fly for Kami's sake, which was a disappointment. "All royals should be taught to fly…and she calls herself a warrior." Pan made a disgusted face, "I shall beat that 'princess warrior' shit right out her system.."

As she laughed, the door to the room was cracked open. She heard the alien girl before she saw her and immediately a grin came to her face, "Mornin' Aya.."

"Mistress!" The girl gasped as she padded quickly over to the bed, "All the workers are buzzin'…is it true? The rumor they speak?"

"How did you find out?" Pan couldn't help but to be amused by the shocked expression on the younger girls face, it was absolutely priceless.

"Mama…I hurd't from one of the bed chamber maidens. So I run to ask mama and she confirmed. You're a royal mistress?"

Pan gave her a patient look. She didn't know whether to tell the girl or leave her hanging. After all, she didn't want the King and Queen, let alone the Prince find out her true origin yet. "Aya…it's fa' more complicated than that…"

"Mistress! Why don you tell the King and Queen? Why are you even a concubine. If the King knew of your background, he could help you..."

"Aya… I am sure that after today, things will be different." She paused briefly, apparently thinking something over, "You will stay by my side through it all will you not?"

"I 'ave been wit ye since ye first come." She gave her a warm smile as she cupped her hands, "I will be by your side 'til the end, mistress."

"Good. Now…come. And tell me more about this Ebizo."

---

Bra stood in the mirror, her sea blue eyes gleaming with hate as she glared at her reflection. She stood stiffly, moving mechanically as her lady's in waiting dressed her. They looked as irritated as their princess did. Irritated because she was in a bad mood. "Would you like your hair up or down my lady?" The blue skinned alien girl asked softly, after they had finished getting her dressed. In return, the princess glanced at the girl and nodded. She hadn't said a word all morning. One of them wanted to ask her if she was alright, but they knew better. Past experiences had shown that their mistress could be violent when someone did even the littlest thing. "My Daughter…"

She turned around to see her mother standing with her Mistress of the Robes. The older women stood behind the Queen, a clipboard clenched to her chest, her head held high. Blue ringlet curls hung loosely from the bun they seemed to spill out of. The younger girl couldn't help but let a smile come to her face as her mother smiled back at her. "Good morning mother." Bra spoke softly, standing up from the stool in front of the mirror and walked over to her mother. She took her mother's dainty hand in her own small hand and they took turns kissing each other's fingers and standing in that peaceful, mother-daughter stance.

"I trust you slept well and are rested…" Queen Buruma smiled tenderly at her only daughter as the rest of the maids took this as there cue to leave the room.

"I slept fine mother." Bura nodded slightly.

"I still wish you would reconsider about this fight. Let someone else face Pan." She didn't want to sound like she was holding her back.

But Bura saw through the act and just smiled, "Mother…I will be fine! I have been trained in battle too.." Her voice softened a bit before she went on, "I at least want to try…I am strong."

Buruma smiled softly, "Fine then. But you will be fighting hard. So be careful…" She pulled her close and stared into her eyes, "And I mean that."

"Yes mother. I will come back alive!" She smiled cutely before giggling at herself. "No…I really will.." And with that she bowed to her mother and the older women took her leave.

---

Millions of people filled into the huge dome shaped arena. It was almost impossible to hear anything important over all the noise. Everyone, nobles and commoners alike were bustling with talk of the on coming bout. It would be at least an hour away, but people had already begun to fill the seats. "I hope this is a good fight, otherwise I'm wasting my time when I could be training…" The man crossed his arms in mild irritation as he sat beside his mother.

"Do no complain Goten. You sound like a child." His mother scolded, sitting back in the comfortable chair, fixing the dark fabric of her dress.

"I was not complaining mother. I was simply stating that…" He stopped short when he caught the glare in her eye. He could tell she wasn't in the mood to have him start with her today.

"Where is your father?" She asked suddenly, looking around the area.

"There…" He replied slightly, watching as his father approached followed by his brother and his wife.

The three took there seats along side their family. They sat on the more comfortable side, where they were shaded by silk canopies and the seats were cushioned. None of them were really in the mood to watch a fight, except the small boy in Videl's arms. But of coarse it was because he was only 5 and didn't know any better. She let out a sigh and looked at her husband. She frowned at the hard look on his face as he scanned the arena. It had been so long since she had seen him smile, smile with his whole being. Ever since their oldest daughter had been taken they had both seemed depressed. He had never given up trying to look for her, to bring her back to them, but she couldn't help but think it was hopeless. She was starting to believe that they would never find there first born.

"Dear…" He heard his wife speak softly and felt her warm hand cover his. "Please do not look so distraught.."

How could she even say such a thing? It was like she didn't even care about their missing child. He sighed softly, regretting the thought as soon as it came. He knew he was just too frustrated to think straight. His wife had taken it as hard as he had. "I am sorry my wife…I do not mean to be this way." She smiled when he covered her hand with his own, "I will try to enjoy this day."

"So who do you think this mysterious girl that is fighting the Princess is?" ChiChi asked, leaning forward so she could see her daughter-in-law and son.

"Maybe an arrogant alien?" She replied, shrugging slowly. "I heard she might be a match for her."

"The princess will not stand a chance. She was not even taught to fly." Goten mused, shaking his head, "The only thing she has is agility…in other words, she is pathetic.."

"You shouldn't speak about our princess, Goten Son…" His mother scolded, shaking her finger at him.

"Eh Goten, I am surprised you are not saying what you would usually say about a 'beautiful' women." Goku joked, rubbing his nose as he smiled.

"Hey…I didn't say that she didn't have a hot body." A sly smirk came to his face as his mother glared at him evilly.

"You are absolutely horrid Goten." The women huffed, hitting him on his arm with her fan.

---

Pan's eyes lit up as she stood in the hallway that would lead her into the dome shaped battle field. Ayana stood near by, arms folded patiently in front of her. She had been watching her mistress for a while now and couldn't help but be surprised by the way she was acting. Her fingers twitched with anticipation, her eyes flashed from black to red in a way she had never seen before. She could tell that the thrill of a fight was making her itchy. Not to mention she felt the intense waves of power emitting from her body. The thought of asking her what was wrong, if anything was, crossed her mind, but she decided against it. It was better to just leave her be to stress or whatever it was she was doing, "Pan."

They both turned to see the lavender haired prince walking towards them. The hard look on her face, faded into a soft smile when she saw him. Pushing herself away from the wall, she stepped up to meet him and had to catch herself from blushing when he placed his hands on her hips. "Go easy on her…she's a cocky little brat and I'm pretty sure she won't last but an hour against you."

"Trunks…there is something I must tell you before I go out there…" She started, but was cut off by Ayana's timid voice.

She coughed nervously, bowing her head, "Ma'am, the signal had been made. Your bout will begin soon."

He gave her a secret smile, "Good luck." With that he left, leaving the lingering feeling of his hands on her body.

She blinked in shock. How did he always manage to do that to her? She didn't even get a chance to tell him. It was too late now anyway. He'd just have to find out in a while. When she saw the concerned look on Ayana's face, she couldn't help but smirk. It was a wonder the alien girl hadn't asked her what was wrong yet. There was no doubt in her mind that she could feel something different about her. "Ayana…I hope you have a good seat."

"I do! All of th' lower servants and maids will be at th' door on th' other side! That is where I will go after ye enter the arena." She smiled back softly, before kissing her hand, "Do your best, my lady."

"Oh don' worry.." Pan smirked, an evil, sure tone in her voice as she cracked her knuckles, "The princess won' even know what hit her…literally."

Author's Note: To clear some more things up: Yes, they are on Vegetasei. I was looking at some of my old reviews for this story and someone asked that question (no matter how stupid I thought it was). But anyways yea. Please read and review. I'll try to work on the other story and update soon! Ja'Ne!

Buggi