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CHAPTER 5. GIVING IN.

Last time in "Seduction".

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, she was going to take a shower anyway. "Fine. Call me when you are done."

She regretted her stubbornness when she felt a sharp pain on the shoulder, but she had to take a shower. She put on a sleeveless top and some jeans. She knew he would be by her side at any second with the aid kit in his hand.

""May I come in now?"

She giggled when she saw his arm waving. "Sure, Trunks."

He sat down on the bed and disinfected the wound again. She winced in pain and he smirked, getting close and blowing softly on her shoulder. "Is it better now?"

She gritted her teeth. "I don't need that, Trunks!"

He chuckled and took out a big adhesive bandage, rubbing softly but without touching the pad. He had to be careful to prevent the bandage from sticking. "It seems there's a committee outside, waiting for us, Pan"

She raised an eyebrow. "Who? We still are in Gurmedh, right?"

He nodded his head, standing up and putting the bottle inside the first aid kit. "Are you going to change?"

She raised both eyebrows with a questioning look on her face. "Am I not presentable like this?"

He ran his eyes down her body, even when he didn't need to. "You are perfect. I thought you would be cold, that's all."

She gave him a look of incredulity and waved her hand. "Yeah, sure… Have you seen a cold saiyan lately?"

He blushed and shrugged, turning around to leave. "You could be the first one, Pan… I thought I would never see a saiyan whining for a little wound and I was wrong…"

Her face reddened and she jumped out the bed landing on his back. "How dare you?"

He yelped before his mouth hit the floor. "Ouch."

She rose to her feet with a grin. "Now I'm ready to leave, Trunks."

THE CHALLENGE.

The Gurmedhians thanked them and threw a big party for them, insisting they should stay a couple of days more to rest, but Trunks refused. They had no time to lose and he still had to get a hold of the key that Pan hid inside her blouse.

He smirked looking at her top… where could it be? She wasn't wearing a necklace… the cut of her top was too low to have the key inside… he blushed… yes, it was too low.

They got in the ship and Trunks started the engine, the course was already set. It seemed Pan programmed the course when he was asleep, but she won't do it this time…

When he walked in the bedroom, she was there, waiting for him. "Trunks… I need to talk to you…"

He nodded and sat on his bed, in front of her. "Do tell, Pan. What do you want to talk about?"

She gulped and stood up, walking to his side. She sat up beside him and raised her hand, placing it on his cheek. "I didn't thank you for saving me."

He shook his head grabbing her hand in his. "You know you don't need to thank me, Pan. I look after you, the same way you look after me."

Her eyes watered and she threw her arms at him, wrapping them around his neck. "I'm sorry, Trunks. I was so mean before we landed in Gurmedh. I didn't mean t…"

He cut her off, wrapping his arms around her waist. "Hey, Pan. It is okay. I'm not mad. You just told me the truth, it is okay."

She pulled away slightly looking at him with big questioning eyes. "Which truth?"

He shrugged, lowering his voice. "You know… that… about my kisses, I mean it is okay, really. It's not a big deal."

She narrowed her eyes. "I wasn't talking about that…"

He blushed and hugged her again. "Then forget it. I didn't notice you were mean."

Although he was laughing, she blessed the opportunity she had. "No, you thought I was mean when I told you about your way of kissing."

He shook his head, still holding her. "It doesn't matter now."

She pulled away again. Their noses almost touching. "I didn't mean it, Trunks. I know you can kiss better than that."

He breathed deeply, tightening his lips a bit. "We should leave it there, Pan. Really… really."

She lifted an eyebrow, smirking. "Afraid I might find the truth?"

He narrowed his eyes. What kind of apologize was that? "Absolutely not. Afraid you might like it more than you should."

She came closer, pressing her nose to his. "I'm not afraid, Trunks. I'm almost sure of what it will be like… maybe it's you… maybe you are afraid of what it feels like…"

He smirked back, holding her gaze. "I'm not the one with doubts about your kissing skills… I already know what it feels like…"

She pressed her lips together and spoke softly. "oh, yeah?"

He replied with a smooth voice. "yeah."

She didn't wait and pressed her lips to his mouth. He accepted the challenge and kissed her back. They started moving their lips softly, almost sucking each other lips in every movement. Some seconds passed and she deepened the kiss, holding his head with a hand, while the other rested on his back. Both of his arms were around her waist. His eyes were closed and the kiss had grown in intensity and passion.

Neither of them wanted to lose, nor stop the kiss. Both were enjoying it. It was almost a competition between them. The deeper she kissed him, the deeper he kissed her back… with a plus.

A long time without kisses, her lips, her touch, her closeness combined with the adventure, the space, the spar, the sweat, the danger they had been through and their scents, pulled a trigger in him and he rolled them quickly, trapping her under him. She sighed into his mouth, feeling her blood boiling, adrenaline running like mad and his reaction to their kisses pretty clear on her mind.

He held his weight on his arms and elbows, feeling a bit dizzy, but the feelings lasted just seconds and he pulled away, placing a last kiss on her mouth. "I'm going to take a shower."

She didn't let go of his neck and pulled him against her face again. "Your shower can wait."

He blushed even more at her words. She was kissing him again and he just wanted to find an excuse to leave, but his brain was too worked out to think and he kissed her back again. How could he refuse when he was enjoying it so much? His hands tightened around the sides of her waist a little too hard and he let go off her. "I'm sorry."

She chuckled against his lips, tightening her arms around his neck to show him she was strong enough for him. "Don't be. I'm part saiyan too."

He blinked. What the… of course, she was. He felt her lips on his mouth again. Damn it… too bad. He had never had the chance to hold someone as he wanted to, afraid of hurting their body, too bad… she was holding him tight, with saiyan strength… and he liked it…

30 minutes later Trunks excused himself and stood up leaving a shocked Pan behind. He had lost control, damn it. They had only kissed and she could have been wrong about her statement about him… afraid of enjoying her kisses too much. Of course he had argued about it… but that was before they kissed, now… she was right because he was afraid of what he could feel… of what he was feeling… and afraid of what else was there to find. It wasn't the path he wanted to walk. He would be careful next time she tried to come closer or kiss him.

Pan cried more than 20 minutes before falling sleep. She didn't feel Trunks steps when he walked in and covered her, tapping lightly her back. He was still tired and fell asleep quickly.

MALFUNCTION.

The loud beeping of an alarm device woke them up. His eyes fluttered open and he jumped off the bed, running to the control panel. Pan shook her head and followed Trunks.

He was typing some commands and the screen showed the ship in a small scale. He tapped the red point on the screen and the computer zoomed the emergency door. In their way out they had forgotten to close the door and secure it.

The loose metal block and the fissure had changed the course of the spaceship. Trunks cursed out loud and rose to his feet, walking to the bedroom. He got in the tunnel and crashed his fist on the metal panel. It was sealed… of course… the computer sealed it… emergency commands of the security system.

Pan followed him stressed at the situation. "Trunks, tell me what's happening!"

Trunks shook his head. "We've lost pressure and we are out of course. We have to land somewhere to seal the emergency door properly."

She hovered off the floor and rushed to the control panel. "Damn! We are far from Gurmedh!"

Trunks sat down and looked in the screen, stretching out his hand. "The key, Pan."

She paled, placing her hand in her pocket. "Wh.. What?"

He groaned, narrowing his eyes. "I'm not playing, Pan. I need the key right now."

Something in his voice made her tremble and she took out the key and gave it to him. "But I…"

He inserted the key and tapped the screen. A stellar map filled the monitor. "not now, Pan."

He looked at the screen. A small planet was near, maybe they could land there. The lectures confirmed it was deserted. "We will land here."

She looked at his finger and then to the planet. The screen showed different views of it. "Any sign of life?"

He shook his head. "No."

She bit her lower lip and stepped back. "Now, can I have the key back, please."

He glared at her and took out the key. "No."

She looked at him in horror. "What?"

He put the key in his pocket. "Look, Pan. We need to take care of the fissure. We have no time to argue about this."

With that said he turned her back to her and started typing in the control panel.

She nodded her head, fidgeting with her hands. "I'm going to take a shower. When are we landing?"

He stared at the data on the screen. "I'm not sure, three or four hours more."

She stared at his back and then turned around. "Great. I'll have my spacesuit ready."

He frowned and stood up, leaning closer to Pan. "No way! You are staying here. I'll repair the ship and you will wait for me IN HERE."

She crossed her arms stubbornly. "I'm not going to miss all the fun!"

He stared at her annoyingly . "You are staying in here!"

She lifted her head up and faced him, pressing her body close to his. She had dropped her balled hands to her sides. "I'm NOT staying, Trunks! I want to see the planet! Why should I stay? You are going out!"

He raised his arms grabbing her shoulders. "First, you are still hurt; second, you need to stay here and check the computer; third, last time you weren't careful enough and you got trapped."

She cut him off angrily. "Oh… I see… now its MY fault!"

He tightened his lips and continued. "and fourth, I don't want to lose you."

She blinked at his words and closed her mouth, which was ready to reply. She stared at him in silence as her cheeks grew red slowly. Her eyes watered and she hugged him; so quickly that he almost lost the balance.

He hugged her back, burying his face in her hair. "Promise me you will stay here."

She nodded, tightening her arms around his neck. "I will."

He smiled relieved and pulled away slightly, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear. Why hadn't he noticed before, how beautiful she was and how much he cared about her?

She blushed as his eyes scanned her features. "But just this time, Trunks."

He chuckled and let go of her. "Fine. Now hurry to the bathroom or I will."

She grinned and rushed to the bedroom. She grabbed a clean set of clothes and put it on the shelf, closing the bathroom door.

THE NURSE.

The wound still hurt. She thought a scab would be formed by now, but the skin was still raw. She would need to change the adhesive bandage again. She dried herself and put on some sweats and a sleeveless top.

She swung open the door and walked out of the bathroom. Trunks was waiting for her. He had been reading more than 20 minutes. He looked up from the operational manual he was reading and blushed, watching her walk out the bathroom. His eyes fell to her neck, then to her shoulders. "Do you remember what happened, Pan?"

She sighed and walked to her bed, opening the first kid aid. "I don't know. They did this to me and I can't remember, but it hurts."

He narrowed his eyes and stood up from the bed, walking to her side. "Why didn't you tell me before?"

She sat down on the bed with the bottle of antiseptic on her hand. "I didn't remember then… until I removed the suit."

He frowned even more, stretching out his hand to grab the bottle. "Let me look at it."

He insisted to check her shoulder and she agreed. She knew he would do it even if she said no.

He put the bottle on the bed and blew on the wound softly. "It doesn't look good, Pan."

She tilted her head to the side and raised a hand to push her hair behind her ear. "I know. I guess they took a sample."

He placed his hand softly on her shoulder and held her hair out of the way. "We still have to clean it everyday."

She sighed, some comfort invading her senses. "Yes."

He breathed deeply, trying to concentrate in the wound. "Is the skin of your stomach healing?"

She nodded, turning her head to the side completely. "Yes."

He grabbed a sterile gauze sponge and the iodine sterilizer. "I need to put some more."

He placed his right hand on her shoulder while his right hand squeezed the gauze, rubbing softly her wound.

She ouched softly and gritted her teeth, closing her eyes. "Just do it fast, Trunks."

He raised his eyebrows and looked at the wound again and rubbed harder. "Hold on, Pan. I'm just worried because it's not healing as fast as I thought it would."

She hissed as a shiver ran down her spine. "Hurry up."

He left her shoulder and grabbed a bandage. He leaned his face closer to the wound and blew on it softly.

She shivered again, but this time wasn't in pain. "Don't do that, Trunks."

He chuckled, blowing on the wound again. "Why not? Too old for this?"

She gritted her teeth. "Are you my nurse now, Trunks?."

He took his time, looking at the skin of her shoulder. He smirked amused at her childish reaction. "Um… maybe its still wet…"

She pressed her teeth together. "Please, hurry up."

He chuckled, blowing on her skin teasingly. "Why not? We have time."

She turned her head to the left and buried her eyes on his. "Just put the damn bandage on it!"

He blew on it one last time before putting the bandage on, and then stood up. "you said I was your nurse… I'm just acting as its expected…"

He walked to the bathroom with a smirk on his face, while Pan glared at him.

LET'S TAKE A BREAK.

Two hours later. The ship landed on an irregular surface. Trunks walked out of the ship to repair it. Once he repaired and sealed again the emergency door, he stretched out his arms looking at the planet.

Pan pushed the intercom, looking at the vast land in front of the window. "Can I get out now?"

He chuckled and looked at his wrist watch. She had waited to ask that… but he knew she would… anyway, the place looked deserted. "Yes, Pan. It's safe."

She squealed. She had the spacesuit on and she hurried outside.

Once he was sure the helmet wasn't necessary, he took it off, removing the space suit. It was deserted but it had some vegetation. They needed a break.

Pan took off her space suit and threw it on the ground. "I guess we deserve a break. Do you want to spar?"

He chuckled, shaking his head. "Pan… you are still hurt, remember."

She looked at the sky, making funny faces. "Oh… I have forgotten my nurse is here."

He sat down lowering his back to the ground. "This place looks safe, but space is dangerous Pan, we should return to Earth."

She opened her mouth and rolled on her stomach. "You don't mean it, do you?"

He looked at her in silence, putting his hands under his head.

She nodded her head. She needed a plan, she needed to steal the key so he wouldn't program the spaceship back to Earth. She stayed in silence for a long time until Trunks whispered. "We will get Goten or your Dad, Pan. We will come back, we'll find New Namek and we'll wish Goku back."

If she had to describe her feelings now, she wouldn't be able to choose between angry or disappointed, but she needed that key. She would have to take Trunks by surprise and take it out his pocket.

She stood up slowly, looking at the landscape while turning around slowly, and then she jumped on Trunks lap and held his wrists. "Got you."

Her eyes travelled to his pocket but he noticed. He arched an eyebrow and smirked. "Not so fast…"

He pushed her off him and trapped her wrists with a hand. "I know what you want, Pan."

She powered up a bit and rolled them over. "Do you?"

This time she was on top of him and she trapped his hips between her knees. She chuckled, he wasn't expecting this and she bet no one had done this to him before. He was strong and he was used to be in control, but not this time. She smirked playfully and bent down, her face close to his. Her eyes diverted from his eyes and stopped in his lips. She rolled her tongue slowly and whispered. "Too weak for me."

His shocked face changed immediately. The sound of her voice, her closeness, the position they were in, her eyes shining, her red lips parted and the challenge in her tone of voice triggered something inside him. His heart beat fastened, something inside him was overexcited.

He smirked back and powered up too, rolling them again, so he was on top. "Don't count on it."

This time it was him the first one to kiss, not letting her turn the tables again. He wanted to play the game too and if she thought he would only watch her play, she was wrong…

His kiss was demanding and she answered with the same passion.

His hands left her wrists and went down her back, holding her waist. Her tummy flip-flopped intensely and she held him tight. He let her rolled them over once more, enjoying the feeling of her dominant attitude. He had always fantasized with the thought of a woman overpowering him, at least for a moment.

She didn't even feel when he rolled them again. She was lost in his kisses and she didn't give a damn if he was on top as long as he kissed her.

Tired of holding his weight up, he let his body rest over her. She gasped at the feeling. This was fast… her stomach had turned up side down many times by now and for the first time in her life, she knew what being turned on was.

The growing reaction he got at the feeling of their bodies pressed together made him pull away. Shit… he hadn't counted on that… He didn't need to see what was happening… his hips were between her legs and his body had reacted fast… very fast… He never thought this could happen. He had wanted just a kiss, maybe to prove the point that he was in control, to prove he was a great kisser, but not this…

He pulled away and stood up quickly. He turned around hiding more than a flushed face. "I need to take a shower."

She blushed furiously. Had he noticed her arousal? She begged Dende he hadn't. She stood up quickly diverting her eyes from his back. "Go ahead… I will be in the be… kitchen."

He cursed himself silently. Why the hell had he mentioned the shower? Stupid… Why don't better tell her he needed a cold shower instead? The sarcasm of his thoughts disappeared when he watched her walk to the ship and he blushed again. Damn it! She had turned him on… bad… too bad.

He took a long shower and walked to the kitchen. He finished supper while she rushed to pick up the space suits that they had left outside the ship.

They went to bed early. Both knew they wouldn't stay more than two days in the planet.

A GOOD NIGHT KISS.

Trunks avoided her all day. He trained alone and went to sleep after she did. Next day he did the same, but this time she waited for him, pretending she was sleeping.

His footsteps alerted he was in the bedroom and she waited until she heard the soft noise of his body laying down on the bed.

He laid down on the bed, tired of training so much. At least it was helping him to keep her out of his mind.

She stood up and approached, sitting down on the side of his bed. "Can we talk?"

He nodded, startled at her actions.

She cleared her throat and brushed a strand of hair out of his eyes. "Are you mad at me?"

He shook his head, grabbing her hand softly. "Of course not, Pan. Why would I be upset?"

She looked at his hand holding hers. "Because I kissed you."

He blushed, squeezing her hand. "I kissed you too. Are you mad at me?"

She chuckled, loosening the tension between them. 30 seconds before she was stressed, but now the stress she had been under was gone. "Of course not."

He smiled softly. "Then, everything's clear. We are not mad with each other. Now go to sleep, we need to sleep as much as we can. We are leaving tomorrow morning."

She sighed, unsure of her next words. "I'm nervous, Trunks."

He straightened to a sitting position and reached out his hands, grabbing her shoulders. He pulled her close and hugged her. "It is okay. I won't let anything happen to you. Now go to sleep."

She hugged him tight, burying her face in the crook of his neck. "No, unless you kiss me good night."

He blushed. Damn it. That's why he had been avoiding her. He pulled away and moved his face until he was an inch away from her lips. "And if I do that you will go to sleep?"

She nodded, giggling like a school girl.

He chuckled and kissed her softly, pulling away almost immediately.

She stared at his eyes, slightly annoyed. "I didn't mean it like that."

He was getting used to this. His face was red but not as it had been the first times. He raised an eyebrow and stared back at her. "How did you mean it?"

She smirked, putting her arms around his neck. "Like this."

She closed the gap between them, kissing him passionately. He almost choked in his breath, surprised at her kiss. He knew she wanted a long kiss, but he wasn't expecting passion.

He held her tight by the waist and kissed her back. One of his hands moved to the small of her back and he started rubbing circles around it, in a caring way.

Her hands slid down his back reaching his waist. She squeezed his waist and kissed him deeply. He couldn't help it. He fell on his back pulling her with him. His right hand gripped her waist tight while the left hand slid up her back holding her neck.

Her lips brushed against his jaw and she kissed softly his earlobe. He breathed deeply and his hand moved to her hip. She trailed down soft kisses down his jaw line and moved to his neck, kissing him passionately. He held back a groan, gripping her hip tight.

She didn't know what happened but soon her back was against the mattress and he was kissing her with the same intensity. His mouth opened as his tongue caressed her neck. He started kissing her neck restless.

The spaceship was in silence, except for the sounds of their kisses. Neither of them cared about the loud moans nor the energy spiking in the bedroom.

He bit softly her lip and slid his tongue along her jaw, biting her neck softly before he started kissing it again. Her hands were roaming his back, squeezing every muscle. She could feel her heart beat fastening.

The pulse of her neck quickened its pace and he felt her blood running fast. The vein of her neck throbbed and he groaned lowly, biting her a little bit harder this time.

She moaned loudly, fidgeting underneath him and clawing her nails on his back. He arched his back, hissing loudly. His eyes closed tight. His hands travelled to her shoulders, holding her in place while he pressed his body against her. A loud moan escaped her mouth as she dug her fingernails in his back even more.

He opened his eyes and blinked a couple of times, trying to slow down his breathing. He pulled away with a panicked look on his face. "Oh my God, Pan. I'm… I'm… I'm sorry. I shouldn't h…"

She slid her hand to his mouth and silenced him, placing a finger over his lips. "Calm down, Trunks. It is okay. I liked it."

He shook his head, covering his eyes with his hand and rolling to the side. "Please, Pan, go to your bed."

She blinked and her eyes watered immediately. She stood up and walked to her bed in silence. She was hurt, very hurt. He not only had rejected her… he had dismissed her.

Both couldn't sleep that night. She knew he was taken back for the moment, he didn't want to hurt her, he didn't want to take advantage and she knew where these moments were leading to. It wasn't right… but hell! She liked it and she loved him.

He was worried, ashamed and upset. He was ashamed of his actions, he was way too old and she was too young. He was upset because he couldn't get a hold on his actions, because it would be like taking advantage of her crush and he was worried, worried that he couldn't stop.

Next day he didn't change the course and in the following three days, they avoided the subject and each other's company.

METEOR SHOWER.

The alert went on and Pan ran to the control panel. "Trunks! Trunks! Come over here!"

Trunks cursed out loud and activated the high defense shields, but it was too late. They were in the middle of a meteor shower and one of them had hit the spaceship.

He stabilized the ship but he knew it was damaged, they wouldn't last in these conditions, if he didn't fix it, they would start losing combustible and they wouldn't be able to find New Namek, nor they would have enough combustible to go back to Earth.

When the meteor shower stopped, he checked the ship and returned to the control panel. "We need to find a planet, Pan. We are losing combustible."

She nodded and printed a map of the closest solar system.

After 10 minutes they had found a solar system close enough to go.

A CREEPY PLANET.

He narrowed his eyes a bit, they were approaching a deserted planet with a different atmosphere. No life, no thermal lectures, but it had something like water… it was strange.

Pan shook her head. "It looks creepy, Trunks."

He rolled his eyes to the back of his head and crossed his arms. "Any suggestion?"

She sighed, clearly annoyed. "No"

The space ship landed on the surface of the planet and Trunks hurried outside to repair the ship. He had almost finished when a sound made him turn around. Nothing, there was nothing but rocks.

He turned again working in the ship and he stopped in a halt. Another sound, this time closer. He scanned the surrounding area. The rocks seemed to be closer to the ship than ten minutes ago. He shrugged, maybe it was just a light reflection.

Pan put on a space suit and the helmet. Trunks had told her the air was thick and it would be difficult to breathe there. She opened the door and stepped out.

Trunks groaned and told her to get inside but she didn't listen.

To be continued.

Author notes.

Thanks so much for your reviews: Saiyan Hope, Strefe and Intrinsic. I really appreciate it, you were like a sunny day in winter, really. You'll understand it when you read all these notes. I know the last chapter was kind of weird, but I need to explain that they were creatures, mutants able to change their shape but not their molecular composition. Sounds funny, I know, but I'm trying to follow the GT pattern; and I mean the kind of adventures they had, the kind of weird planets and creatures, not the plot. Besides… different atmospheres and solar systems have weird creatures, isn't it? Lol. Yeah, I know… trying to justify myself. Lol.

I hope you like this more and if you do, please review, cause last chapter I just got 3 reviews, which means it was awful.

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