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Chapter 4, SEDUCTION.

Last time:

He stood up and ran his hand nervously through his hair. "We should stop, Pan. I… I need to check the… I'll be in the control room."

Her face was flushed and she felt a hot wave of embarrassment inside her. She nodded and stood up, straightening her clothes.

They didn't talk about the kiss that night. Both avoided the subject.

Trunks was confused. What had he done? He had kissed Pan… he had kissed her more than once. He thought all this would be over when they talked about it, but it didn't work that way. He didn't want to hurt her but he just couldn't do this. The first kiss they shared had been awkward, the second had been a little bit weird, he couldn't say the same about the third… it had felt almost normal and he couldn't let that happen.

He shook his head as his hands rose to the sides of his head and pressed it hard. He was a failure. Gohan trusted him, everybody expected he would look for her, not to take advantage of her. She had a crush on him, but she was a teenager, all teenagers had crushes. He should make her understand, but how? He had tried and it wasn't working. His father would say he was too soft… his mother would say he was acting childish, Goten would say he had let this happen when he didn't establish limits in their friendship. Gohan would just kill him or say he should have stopped her no matter what.

Pan knew she had to change her strategy. She wasn't going to win him with tricks, she wasn't going to win him begging for a kiss, besides, she couldn't go on the improvising, and she had to plan when to act and what to say. Bulma did it… and Vegeta was by far harder to win. She was feeling like a loser right now, a slutty loser. She had to have it all figured out.

THE PLAN.

She walked slowly to the kitchen and avoided his gaze, grabbing a bowl.

He cleared his throat. "Good morning, Pan."

She shrugged and sat down. "Good morning."

His eyebrows knotted together. She wasn't acting as usual, she wasn't talking to him, she wasn't smiling and she wasn't flirting or trying to be close. Why? Maybe she was upset, maybe she was expecting him to talk or kiss her, or ask her out. He chuckled at the thought. Ask her out? The space was affecting his brain… ask her out where? Out to the next galaxy for the night? Stupid.

She pretended not to hear his laugh and asked coldly. "I'll be training if you need me, Trunks."

He blinked repeatedly. "Are you mad at me, Pan?"

She shook her head and gave him a small smile. "No. Why should I? I'll be in the GR."

He stood there, dumbfounded. What the hell was happening? She had just forgot everything? Why was she acting that way?

TACTICS.

She had been training two hours when he appeared wearing the spandex. She cursed him in silence, he had worn THAT today, and as if it wasn't enough to be handsome he had to show himself… on top of that he had a terrific body. Maybe she should do the same… No… she didn't like to show herself… and it wasn't like she had a terrific body… her chest was almost flat!

She frowned at the memory of her grandma Chichi always saying her chest was flat because she was always training… as if she didn't know how much her mother and grandmother had trained… Her friends at school always told her that she had plenty, but she never believed them. How could she believe that when at home all women were busty?

A Ki ball woke her up from her reverie. She gritted her teeth, it had been close.

"Pan, wake up!"

And there he was, smiling… "I'm done for today, Trunks. See you at supper."

He watched her leave not knowing what to do. "What's wrong, Pan? I didn't hit you!"

She looked at him over her shoulder. "Nothing's wrong. I just want to rest."

He stood there while she walked downstairs. Rest? Pan? Yeah, sure. Something was wrong and it had something to do with those kisses.

She laid on her bed thinking about Trunks. Maybe wearing the suits Bulma had packed wasn't a bad idea. She hated to show herself, but he needed to realize she wasn't a kid and she would do everything to prove it, even if she needed to wear a very revealing suit.

She jumped out of bed and ran to the closet. She found the suits and hurried to the bathroom. She tried them all and looked at her reflex in the mirror. She looked good, slutty but good. The suit showed every curve of her body. She slammed her head against the tiles of the wall behind her. Her chest was flat. How could she win his attention when she didn't have a woman's body? She looked at herself again, her butt looked bigger, true… but her chest was still flat, well, her breasts looked bigger, but not as she wished.

She dressed up again and went to the kitchen. She didn't even wait for Trunks, she had dinner in a hurry and went to bed.

Trunks was confused. She didn't wait for him. He would talk to her in the morning.

TEENAGER OR WOMAN?

He dropped the fork when Pan appeared in the kitchen. She was wearing a spandex and he had never seen her wear something tight. She had grown up, that was for sure, even if he didn't want to admit it.

She smiled at him and sat down in a chair, in front of him. "Good morning, Trunks."

He picked up the fork and nodded his head. "Hi, Pan."

He couldn't help to stare; she looked good. He didn't know now if she looked like a very grown up teenager or a young woman, maybe both. Her laughs made him blink.

"Can you please stop staring, Trunks?"

He blinked three more times. "What?"

She smirked playfully and crossed her legs. "Stop staring at me, Trunks. I'm the same girl, you know?"

He faked a smile but couldn't hide the red that graced his face. "I'm not staring. I was just shocked because of your appearance."

Her smile grew bigger. "If it bothers you I'll change, Trunks. Your mom made some suits for me and I decided to try them… maybe I will be faster with them."

He nodded and kept eating. Sure, she would go and change… and he would be damned if he agreed. She was up to something, he just couldn't point out what.

She sipped her tea and brushed a strand of hair out of her face. "Do you want to spar after breakfast?"

He looked up at her and narrowed her eyes. Now he knew what the point of dressing like this was. She wanted to distract him and beat him up, but he wouldn't let her. If she thought that he would be an easy target just because she had bedizened herself like this, she was wrong and she was in for a big surprise. THAT wouldn't happen. "Sure."

After a while both climbed upstairs getting ready for a spar. She took a fighting stance, smiling all the time. She was going to fight him and maybe this time he would notice she wasn't a teenager.

He smirked and opened his legs while crossing his arms over his chest, and then he chose his next words carefully. "Show me what you have, Pan."

She arched an eyebrow. "You already know what I have."

He mimicked her face raising an eyebrow and then charged at her. She jumped out of the way and formed a Ki ball in her hand but he phased quickly and attacked her again.

After five hours fighting they were both tired. She knew he was holding back and that made her fight him with all her strength. He appeared behind her kicking her foot so she would lose her balance and she did. Her back hit the floor and she stood up quickly, just to receive a punch in her stomach.

She tried to stand up but he grabbed her wrists sitting on her lap. "It's over, Pan. Nice try."

She gritted her teeth, fidgeting with his arms and twisting restlessly trying to break free, but he had a very strong grip on her wrists. "Pan"

She pressed her lips together and stopped fighting. "Fine."

He chuckled and stood up, stretching out a hand to help her up. "Are we okay?"

She fixed her clothes annoyingly, but she knew he was looking at her every movement and took advantage, running her hands over her thighs and arms. "Yes."

He nodded and grabbed her hand headed to the living room. "Do you want to watch TV?"

She rolled her eyes and spat out. "TV? We can not watch TV, Trunks."

He sighed, she was upset. "I mean a movie."

They sat in the same couch and watched the movie in silence. When the movie was over they had dinner together. Pan stood up telling Trunks she was going to take a shower, but he grabbed her wrist and motioned for her to sit down again.

"What is it, Trunks?"

He cleared his throat and smiled childishly. "I know something's bothering you, Pan, and I know you don't want to tell me what, but I need to know."

She crossed her arms over her chest, pushing her breasts together. "What exactly do you want to know?"

His eyes diverted from her face to her chest and he blushed furiously. He wasn't supposed to be looking at her chest. "Well… You hardly talk to me and that's been happening since that kiss…"

She nodded her head, licking her lips with a serious look on her face. "I know that. In fact I wanted to tell you that you don't have to be worried now, that's not going to happen again, Trunks."

He nodded. Finally they will have an agreement. He was going to agree when something caught up his attention. Why? She had admitted something had changed since those kisses and now she was telling him that it wouldn't happen again. He should just take her answer but he wanted to know why. "I agree, but… can I ask what made you change your mind? You seemed pretty sure ab.."

She cut him off, waving her fingers in front of her face as if she was trying to find something interesting to look at in them. "It doesn't matter, Trunks. Maybe I was sure about it, but… it's different to dream about something that do it for real, I mean… reality can make you change your mind… after all, a fantasy is always goo…"

She trailed off, faking her words had slipped out and raised her hand to cover her mouth.

He looked at her in shock. What had she said? He just couldn't believe it… Was she implying that he was that bad? Was she implying that he had turned out to be a disappointment?

She stood up and left before he had time to react and he stood there, pale and shocked, not even watching her walk away.

She took a shower with a bright smile on her face, if this didn't work nothing would, but maybe she would be lucky and her words would reach his ego, tormenting him all night.

He went to sleep late that night. He just couldn't believe it. The kid had a crush on him, she had kissed him, she made him kiss her back, she acted hurt and now she was acting like a real bitc… He stopped before he finished the word. Pan wasn't like that, maybe she was just hurt… but then again… maybe she wasn't acting, maybe she liked him but she didn't like his… kisses…

What the hell was wrong? Had he lost it or what? No… it probably was that he didn't want to kiss her and he did… or maybe it was that the infatuation was over… that had to be the problem… Once she had her way with him, she realised he wasn't … what she… wanted…

He closed his eyes tightly, tired of thinking about kisses and Pan. He finally fell asleep two hours later.

NEXT MORNING.

After breakfast they went upstairs to train. She had changed her attire and now she was using another spandex, this time a short spandex that showed her legs.

They were in the middle of the spar when he stopped and stretched out his hand in a gesture to stop fighting.

She came closer with a puzzled look on her face. "What's wrong, Trunks?"

He motioned for her to sit down on the floor and he sat down himself. "I just wanted to ask what you meant yesterday…"

She raised her eyebrows in amusement and turned her head to the side, avoiding his eyes. "What I mean is that I wouldn't kiss you again, Trunks."

He swallowed and nodded his head. "That means you don't like me, right? That means we are friends again and you don't have feelings for me."

She shook her head and gave him a look of understanding. "No, that means I still like you, which means we are ONLY friends again and that means I won't kiss you again."

He nodded again, not sure if he had to thank her or to ask more. "It's a deal. We are only friends. I agree… did I scare you or something?"

She shook her head no and grabbed his hand, playing with his fingers. "No, you didn't scare me… it's only that I thought kissing you would be… different."

He almost pulled away his hand at her answer. "You mean you didn't like it?"

He ran her tongue over her upper lip as if she was in deep thought or didn't know how to answer. "It's not that Trunks. I just thought that… well, you have experience… it was supposed to b… What I mean is that I didn't feel what I thought I would feel."

He pressed his lips together. He wasn't BAD at it. No one had complained before. She was offending him. "I'm not that bad, Pan."

She chuckled lightly, caressing his palm. "I'm not saying you are bad, Trunks. Maybe it's just… well, you are older than me… maybe… it's going to be different when I'm your age."

He pulled away his hand, standing on his feet. Now she was saying that he was not only bad at kissing, but old. "You are nuts, Pan! I'm not bad at it and I'm not old. Maybe you are resentful but that's not a good reason to say those things."

She licked her lips slowly and stood up. "I don't want to hurt you, Trunks. Maybe it's just that I didn't feel your kiss real. I thought it would be passion involved, I thought I would feel something else, but maybe it's my fault 'cause I rushed you. I forced you to kiss me when you didn't want to."

He stared at her still in shock. "Forget it, Pan. Everything's okay. Thanks for your honesty. I just wish we can be friends again."

She panicked. She had screwed it all. She had not only lied, she had said horrible things, she had hurt him and now he wouldn't kiss her again. His pride would stop him from getting close to her again. "Wait, Trunks."

He smiled softly. "Pan, it's okay."

She threw her arms at him, holding him tight. "I didn't mean it like that, honestly."

He hesitated for a moment and then, grabbed softly her arms, pulling her away. "You are right, Pan. I didn't kiss you as I was supposed to. I was worried and I didn't want to hurt you. I'm sorry."

He left and she fell on the floor, pulling up her legs and holding them tightly, while she cried out her stupidity.

NEW GALAXY.

Three days later.

They kept training daily, but even when they had breakfast and dinner together an awkward silence filled the room.

That night Trunks had told her they needed to sleep early because tomorrow they were going to reach another galaxy and the radar had located many planets in it.

GURMEDH.

Early in the morning a communication device was activated when they reached Planet Gurmedh. A mathematical encrypted code was sent to the ship so it would be able to translate the language.

People of planet Gurmedh asked them to identify. Trunks hesitated for a moment and started typing the answer on the keyboard: Earthlings.

Trunks didn't want to waste more time, but his father had explained to him, many times ago, how refusal was interpreted through galaxies. He accepted to land and meet the ambassador and the group of scientist of Gurmedh.

After a quick landing and with the space suits on, Trunks and Pan walked out the ship to meet the welcome group. They looked strange. Humanoid figures with long legs and different shades of gray in their skin. Their eyes seemed gentle and their tongue was too long.

Pan looked at the ambassador hands. Long fingers with sharp short green nails. They had no tail and no hair. A big skull covered with moving antennas. They had no eyelids and huge wrinkles on their faces. Their body was covered with a knee-length tunic and their feet had some kind of sneakers on. Their back was curved, creating a visual effect of bending over.

The ambassador nodded his head to Trunks, who was wearing a mini translator device. After a short conversation, the ambassador turned to his people and gave orders to a couple of guards.

When Pan asked what they had said, Trunks explained the ambassador wanted to be hospitable and show them their planet. They wanted to see their ship too and know about their culture and home planet.

She nodded in response but kept an eye on the guards.

The ambassador had arranged a room just for them, thinking they were a couple. Trunks didn't deny it, thinking it was better this way. Trunks had declined the invitation politely, saying the suits were heavy and they had everything on the ship.

The ambassador seemed offended and insisted to have a party and celebrate they had visitors. Trunks couldn't refuse. Something had to be edible in the planet.

The guards escorted them to the ship, just in case the wild animals attack them. Trunks didn't tell them about their powers or their saiyan heritage, which would only make the kindness and hospitality disappear, due to the saiyan's fame and history.

Once they were in the ship, they noticed the guards were outside. Trunks raised his eyebrow. Either one, they were protecting the ship or watching them… the question was why?

Trunks crossed his arms still looking at the guards. "Why do you think they are here?"

Pan shrugged, humming happily. "They are just protecting us."

Trunks narrowed his eyes. "From what?"

She stopped humming. Right… what was out there? "Umh… I don't know… wild animals?"

She looked at Trunks and then to the guards. "Maybe really big, wild animals…"

He shrugged. He couldn't help to be suspicious all the time. "Maybe"

She pressed her forehead against the crystal. "Maybe they are afraid we walk out the ship alone"

Trunks frowned a little. "Maybe they are afraid we leave."

She narrowed her eyes. Memories of their first trip together flowing. "Or afraid we discover something."

Trunks raised an eyebrow. "Let's get out of the ship, Pan."

Pan glanced at him. "They are outside the door, Trunks."

He smirked, pointing out to the bedroom.

She squinted her eyes, trying to zoom up everything. "Is there another exit?"

Trunks grinned, grabbing her hand and walking to the bedroom, after putting on their helmet. Once in the bedroom he grabbed a sophisticated screwdriver and took off place a square of metal.

She opened her eyes wide. Once Trunks removed the metal square appeared a tunnel, it was probably the air system.

THE WOODS OF GURMEDH

Both got inside the tunnel and after advancing on their knees for three minutes, Trunks started to remove the protections of the exit. They stepped out just in time to see the beautiful red sun hiding in the horizon. They would have to hurry if they wanted to find what was happening in the planet.

While, the ambassador was talking with a group of scientists. They had scanned Trunks and Pan' bodies to know their composition. They seemed friendly and healthy.

Everyone was running in the central City, getting ready for the party. A welcome party was exclusive, some of them had never seen one.

A bush moved faster than their eyes. The leaves moved softly while Trunks could sense sparks of energy everywhere, and then Pan saw it. The most beautiful fruit she had seen. It looked like a big pear. She stared at the fruit on the ground noticing a small movement on the surface. She bent down slightly, brushing her fingers on the fruit.

Trunks eyes popped up and he ran to her side, pulling away her arm as he murmured. "Don't touch anything."

Pan yelped in surprise and looked at Trunks. She returned her gaze to the trembling fruit and then she narrowed her eyes. Wait… a trembling fruit? She looked at Trunks pulling back her arm to stretch her hand and point her finger to the fruit on the ground. "It's moving!"

Trunks frowned, touching the fruit with the tip of his shoe.

The fruit stopped trembling but it was too late. Trunks moved it softly with his shoe, just to see the fruit lose its shape. Instead of a fruit now it looked like a small animal with a funny green and yellow body. Its shape could be easily taken for a fruit.

He used the translator device and Spoke slowly. "We are friends. Who are you?"

The pear like creature blinked, revealing two small dark spots instead of eyes. The spots shone with fear and then, a small arm separated itself from the body pointing to the woods.

Trunks and Pan followed the creature to the woods where they found a big community of fruit-like creatures. After entering some codes in the translator and many phrases of the creatures, the device started translating.

The Gurmedhians were mutant creatures, they were able to take the colour, flavour, shape and smell of the last food they had eaten. Their diet consisted on fruits. Their flesh changed constantly, acquiring the characteristics of the fruits, but keeping the flesh structure.

Gurmedhians needed two days to recover their original form and then, they could reproduce, bearing Gurmedhians. Those who didn't wait had genetically modified creatures. Their flavour, colour and smell didn't change, they preserved the characteristics of their parents and they couldn't reproduce.

The Darkens arrived to their planet more than ten years ago and started hunting them. Gurmedhians left their villages to hide in the woods. Soon, the darkens found their ability and used it to feed themselves.

They started cultivating, as they liked to say, Gurmedhians, forcing them to produce creatures with fruit flavours. They made flesh markets, selling the modified Gurmedhians. The owner of each Gurmedhian decided when and how to cook it.

Trunks and Pan were shocked. The darkens had been eating these lovely creatures. Trunks checked the atmosphere and took off his helmet. The air was thick but they could breathe.

The creatures told Trunks and Pan that the invaders called Darkens, would try to taste their flesh to see if it was convenient to breed them or not. Of course, the scientist team would do every possible test on them.

Gurmedhians had two legs, two arms and a little tail, their body was flexible and it was easy to turn their own body in any fruit or vegetable. Gurmedhians females warned Pan. They used to do all kinds of things to new species, including forcing her to mate and reproduce, and that would be after tasting her flesh. She panicked but didn't tell Trunks about it.

Trunks decided to leave immediately, but Pan persuaded him to help the creatures. Trunks agreed at the end but he warned Pan to do whatever he told her to do. He knew Darkens didn't have great powers but a good armament.

They returned quickly to the ship and changed. They left to the town, guided and followed close by the guards. They needed to fake everything was right to see where they had the armament and how many Darkens were.

As the Gurmedhians had said, all kinds of meals were served that night… all the food were creatures seasoned, but Darkens didn't say it.

Pan couldn't help to wince, telling the ambassador their diet consisted on grains and water. Composition of grains and water were almost the same in every galaxy. The ambassador frowned and ordered some servants to cook something edible for the earthlings.

As soon as the grains and the water were served, Pan started eating and Trunks sent her a disapproving glare. He barely touched his food, trying to find out everything he could about the darkens.

PRISONERS.

A deep slumber took over Pan and she fainted falling off the chair. A couple of darkens females told Trunks not to worry, picking up Pan and dragging her out there. Trunks stood up immediately but his reflexes were slow, he was dizzy and his vision was blurry. He formed a ki ball on his hand but something hit his head and he fell to the floor.

Pan opened her eyes feeling a sting on her shoulder along with a sharp pain in her womb. She raised her hand to touch the offended skin and looked in horror it had blood flowing down her chest. She was confined in a cell made of metal. The cell had lights everywhere. She was a prisoner now.

Trunks reacted dumbly at first. When he regained his senses he panicked, Pan had been captured and he wouldn't let them eat her. They wouldn't die in this mud ball. He took a fight stance and glared at the guards. "Bring her back or I will kill you."

The darkens didn't back out, trying to capture Trunks with pinches and electrical weapons.

Pan's energy had been spiking trying to contact Trunks. She powered up but the metallic cell had resisted her blasts. Every time a blast was sent to the metallic bars, they reflected it to the interior of the cell. She had been hit many times for her own blasts, not been able to deflect every one of them.

Trunks had to confront all the guards, they were easy to defeat but their weapons were dangerous and had weaken his resistance and strength, draining his energy.

The darkens skin was hard to hurt. The antennas on their head controlled the electrical energy, he had hit many of them, but the antennas kept shooting unless he destroyed their heads.

He was worried about Pan. Her energy had depleted and he was getting weak. The ambassador himself was attacking with grey energy.

After two hours of fighting, Trunks killed the ambassador and the guards. He didn't like to kill, but those creatures were deadly dangerous and he wouldn't risk Pan's health or their life. If this race needed to be destroyed, he would have to kill them.

He knew where Pan was held and after he killed as many darkens as he could, he flew off to the laboratory, where she was caged.

He found her laying in the floor exhausted. He tried to break the metal bars but every time he pulled, green energy was shot through his skin. The Darkens had gathered outside the lab. They needed to fight this threat or their race would be annihilated.

Trunks left the building, trying to capture a darken, so he would know how to free Pan. Two hours later, darkens were all dead, even the children were dangerous and none of them revealed how to free the prisoner in the lab. He knew some darkens had escaped in space ships, but he didn't care, his only concern was Pan.

WAITING.

Trunks returned to Pan' side, telling her to calm down. He would find a way, but it wasn't until the Gurmedhians appeared that he found a way.

He spent the next two days trying to free her. Gurmedhians knew something about the darkens technology but they had to try many things until the cell was finally opened.

Afraid to be caught in the cell, he asked Pan to come near the bars. Once he could reach her, he grabbed her arms and pulled her out the cage, enveloping her in a tight hug.

She sobbed quietly on his shoulder. She had been afraid that no one could open those bars. He tightened his arms around her and dropped to his knees. The battle had been hard to fight and he had refused to rest or eat until Pan was free. He needed rest and food.

He regained what was left of his strength and scooped her up in his arms, walking out the lab. When they were out the building, Gurmedhians surrounded them saying thank you in their funny language, but he just wanted to get out of there.

Gurmedhians insisted they stayed with them for a couple of days. He didn't know what to do and told them they would accept their hospitality but they would stay in the spaceship.

He got in the ship carrying an almost unconscious Pan on his arms. As soon as the door was closed, he put on the shields of the ship and walked to the bedroom. He slumped himself on the bed, still carrying Pan and soon both were sleeping.

She woke up slowly and tried to move but Trunks' arms were holding her tight. She shook her head a couple of times and smiled, she could stay like this for an eternity… if she wasn't starving…

She moved him carefully and sat down on the bed, frowning at her clothes ripped, smelly and bloody. She pondered for a second if she had to eat or take a bath first. . She ran to the kitchen and put a pre-cooked meal in the microwave.

She walked to the bathroom and took off her clothes. She yelled when removing her top, the fabric was adhered to her skin and it hurt like hell. When the water touched her skin she shouted again and stepped out of the water. What the hell had they done to her shoulder?

She grabbed a towel and put it around her body. The water was still running and she stepped in front of the mirror to look at her skin. She opened her mouth wide. They had taken a sample of her skin and even though she was part saiyan, the wound wasn't healing, it was infected. She cursed out loud soaping her skin, damn aliens, that would take time to heal and she would have a scar in her shoulder forever.

Trunks woke up when she yelled the second time. He stood up as fast as he could and sensed her. He walked to the bathroom and knocked the door a few times. "Pan, are you okay?"

She wiped her tears and secured the towel around her body, and then she opened the door. "Look what they did to me!"

He approached her and brushed her hair off her shoulder. "God, Pan. It's infected."

He closed his hand, digging his nails in his palm. What the hell were those aliens planning to do? Eat her piece by piece? Damn it. He cursed silently, while he looked for the first kid aids.

She leaned against the wall, the pain in her stomach still present, but she hadn't had time to check what had they done to her stomach.

Trunks pressed his lips together and arched an eyebrow. "Are you ready?"

She nodded her head in silence and he started cleaning the wound. He rinsed the raw skin of her shoulder and waited a few minutes until it was dry, but it was bleeding profusely. He shook his head and searched her eyes. "I'm sorry."

She shook her head avoiding her gaze. "Just do it, Trunks."

He opened a bottle and applied an antibiotic ointment. She hissed, closing her eyes but didn't say a thing. He knew she was part saiyan, and as strong as she was, the pain was showing in her face. He would need to clean that wound everyday until a scab formed.

When he finished he hugged her tightly. "I was so afraid, Pan. I'm glad you are fine."

She hugged him back, holding back her tears. "I'm sorry, Trunks. I should have paid attention to…"

He cut her off with a kiss on her cheek. "Its okay, Pan. You are okay now."

She sobbed quietly on his shoulder and hugged him tight, while one of his hands descended to her waist and pressed her against his body.

She screamed digging her nails on his shoulders. He pulled away looking at her in shock. "What? Did I hurt you? What's wrong?"

She shook her head while one of her hands went to her stomach. "No, I'm sorry… I just… I'm fine."

He narrowed his eyes looking at her hand pressing her stomach. "What else did they do to you?"

Her face panicked. There was no way that she would show him. "I don't know."

His eyes narrowed more and he scooped her up in his arms and started walking to the bedroom. "We are going to find out right now."

He put her on the bed softly while she shook her head vigorously. "No, no, Trunks. I can check it myself."

And then, he noticed she was only wearing a towel and blushed, turning his back to her. "Just… wait… I'll give you an extra towel. Just wrap it around your… well, you know what to do."

She smiled, still blushing. He was shy, absolutely. "Fine."

Trunks turned around when she told him she was ready. He couldn't help to gulp, there she was with a towel wrapped around her chest and another wrapped around her hips. Even when she was covered, he knew she wasn't wearing anything under the towels, her skin looked soft and pale. Her waist was small and her stomach flat… He cursed himself, how could he think of THAT when she was injured? His eyes stopped in her stomach, a small incision to the left… but he didn't know why they had done it.

He brushed his fingers lightly on her skin and she closed her eyes tightly. "I'm sorry, Pan. I know it hurts."

His warm fingers made her stomach flip-flop. Damn it. Couldn't she think in something else when he was touching her? "Can't you do it faster, Trunks?"

He bit his lip, it looked like they had extracted something, but what? Blood? Cells? Why from here?

He applied local anaesthetic and antiseptic, and then he stood up. "Done. Just keep it dry."

She sat down slowly. "What? No way. I still need to take a shower."

He turned around quickly. "You better not, 'cause if you do that I'll need to clean it again."

She held the towel against her chest and arched her eyebrows. "I'm not staying like this, Trunks. I need a shower"

He shook his head, it was useless, and she was going to take a shower anyway. "Fine. Call me when you are done."

To be continued.

Author Notes.

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