Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball Z. Sorry to say it.

Chapter 4

Trunks was still in his same position 5 minutes later. He still couldn't believe what had happened. Pan had actually come on to him.

He realized that he had been tricked. Trunks, the prank master, had been tricked. He wasn't just going to be tricked like that. 'So much for karma' He thought. No way in hell was he going to be used liked a tissue.

Pan came back, not knowing what to expect. To her surprise Trunks was on the horse sitting in the same spot, the same way she had left him nearly ten minutes ago.

'Hmm…' Pan thought as she started to sneak away, 'Maybe I can ...'

"Where are you going?" a voice butted into her thought, as she slowly turned her head, "My horse is right here." She heard a masculine voice behind her speak again.

She had already turned around to the smirking face of the prince.

"Umm, yeah I thought I heard a noise... yeah yeah I thought I heard a noise!" Pan said matter factly, she knew she didn't sound very convincing.

"Well then come on, I plan on making back to the castle tonight." He said and patted to Pan's previous seat in front of him. He was planning on getting some serious revenge.

Pan climbed on the horse, which immediately took off when Trunks had pulled the reigns when she sat down.

This time Trunks decided to close the space. He had made sure Pan had no room to move forward on the horse for she would practically be sitting on its neck if she scooted up any more.

Pan was very uncomfortable. Trunks was a lot closer then before, and she could tell that she was in for a very different horse ride then before.

Trunks had better access to her then she had had to him before. He used it to his full advantage, leaning his chin down to rest on her shoulder. She tried to move her shoulder but his big head was too heavy and she could hardly move.

"I'm tired, do you mind if a lay my head here?" Trunks asked raising an eyebrow, while inhaling his breath slowly which made the hairs on Pan's neck stand up.

"How much longer to the castle?" Pan asked, trying to avoid the question and sniffing in Trunks manly scent by accident.

The scent was overwhelming her and she couldn't help but take another whiff. Trunks was having the same feeling about Pan. Her scent was just too strong.

'Must be getting close to mating season.' Trunks thought.

He wasn't done with his torturing yet.

He couldn't use his hands, to his disliking for they were to busy directing the horse. He let his lips softly press against the skin on her neck, letting his butterfly kisses run down the side of her neck to her collarbone and settling his lips there sucking lightly.

Every now and then the horse would jerk and cause Trunks and Pan to look up or one of the guards would whistle something about waiting till the got to the castle.

This caused Pan to turn her head away or scowl at him, but he would always start again with his soft lips on her again.

This time Pan couldn't help herself and unconsciously bent her head over more to give him better access to her neck. He was on the move again as he took the collar of her dress in his teeth and moved it off her shoulder, letting the soft fabric rub against her. She felt the chills come up her spine as he started to attack her shoulder.

The horse was moving at a slower pace now and the castle was in full view. The sun was almost down now and Trunks unwillingly stopped when they were about to enter the castle gates.

Pan snapped out of her daze that she was in when the horse stopped moving. She tried to jump off, realized that Trunks' arms were in the way.

Trunks only looked at her and shook his head with that same smirk on his face that she wanted to slap off so bad. Pan scowled at his smirk.

"And where do you think your going?" He asked Pan.

Trunks snapped his fingers and a masculine guard with spiky black hair and forest green eyes came up him and bowed to one knee with his fist over his heart.

"Do you see how to bow before your prince?" Trunks whispered in Pans ear. All he received was a very unlady like snort and heard her mumble something along the lines of "…never…bow...jerk...hentai…smack…you."

He just ignored her and acknowledged the guard in front of him.

"Take Miss Penelia…was it…to the chambers." And he let her off only for her to be grabbed by a strong pair of hands and dragged off to a corner of the massive castle.

Trunks rode off to put his horse in the stables. He wasn't done with her yet. He was going to show her the true meaning of this game.

A/N: Yeah so I hope this chapter was good

Response to my reviews:

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Bonze – I tried to get 3 chapters but I kind of got a little writers block with chapter 4, but I kind of got an idea of where the story is going

Phantasom- Ha-ha that's the same thing I thought…so I let him get some revenge. (Evil laugh)

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Okay so I'll try to update at least 3 chapters a week cause I gotta go to school next week but I'll try to get in a chapter tonight or tomorrow.

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