His Weakness

Chapter 8: Geta

By: Dark Kitten Saki

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters. Big thanks to the Vulcan dictionary since I couldn't find how to say some sentences and phrases in the Saiyan-jin language.

After the craziness that is boarding the plane, Vegeta was ready to kill someone. People shoving and others were tripping over luggage. Vegeta is sure that one of the ladies back on the tram was either trying to trip him or hit on him. Pan gave a little laugh at this of course setting off a glare in her direction to which she laughed even harder at. He huffed annoyed.

"Geta don't be like that! It was just the look on your face…." Pan said as she tried to smother her giggles. He snarled quietly at her making her laugh harder. "I'm sorry!" Just then a man in an official looking uniform came up to them and the look on the officer's face wiped the smile from her face. "Geta?" Her voice was almost frightened and without a doubt alarmed. Vegeta turned to glare at the man for making her uncomfortable.

"Vegeta Briefs?" the man's voice was hard and official sounding. Pan latched onto Vegeta's arm.

"Is there a problem sir?" Pan's voice was composed. Vegeta was not happy. At least before, she was laughing when he was irritated, now she wasn't happy that vexed him even more thoroughly - this was supposed to be her vacation after all.

"We would like to do a formal search through your bags, sir," he said completely disregarding Pan. Vegeta's patience with the man wasn't very good to begin with, then he went and ignored Pan, only to treat him like a criminal? Not acceptable.

"Calm Geta…" Pan's voice was I his ear when he was ready to pounce on the offensive man. She turned to him. "May we see your badge, sir, to know that this search would be official?" He seemed startled. As if Pan's intelligent question was one he'd never been asked.

"Sure, kid," he said reaching for the certified badge.

Vegeta growled low in his throat; his body tensed. "She's nineteen." In the Saiyan culture, to undermine an adult, especially one with a companion(s) or someone you didn't know from Eve, was one of the crudest offenses you could utter. To do so to a companion of the prince in front of him was unforgivable, very nearly treasonous.

"Easy, Geta," Pan was trying to calm him again. She settled her hand on his forearm. "Pid-trensu, a'ing dungi puthrap-tor. Hayal." (High Master, I am not offended. Calm.) Pan's whispered words and soft touch seemed to work to an extent.

"Gla-tor nash-veh," (I see.) They looked at the very confused man, who had lost a bit of his cocky demeanor, and agreed as long as they could still catch their flight. Once he arranged that to happen, they complied.

Soon enough they were on their way though Vegeta was still sulking a bit. Pan, trying to pacify him, made him play cards with her and let him win.

To Vegeta, the flight seemed to take forever. He just wanted to be there and see the look on her face! They could have gotten there faster by flying but Pan was enjoying this even if it was a form of slow torture to him. He hoped she would be pleased. It wasn't hard to put together but for him to do something so spontaneous, to have him leave Capsule Corp. for any period of time was a fight waiting to happen. Then again, it was Pan; the smallest gesture by him never seemed to be lost on her. Perhaps that was why he had a soft spot for her.

The whole plane ride had Pan almost jumping up and down in her seat. She was dying to know where they were going! The free drinks came and went without incident this time much to Vegeta's relief. Who needed a repeat of the first flight? Though this one didn't start out very well either…. His frustration was mounting at the planes. Who liked these flying buses anyway! They just caused undue stress.

"Geta? Are you still upset?" Pan's voice was almost timid and he felt a tinge of guilt for the tone in her voice. It wasn't as happy. "I'm really happy right now, Geta. It doesn't even matter where we're going, I'm just happy to go on vacation. That my vacation is with you makes it just that much better."

He smirked halfheartedly. "Sure, Kosu," (woman.) She looked at him trying to read him; though she quickly gave up knowing if she tried too hard, she read him wrong and annoy him. "We'll be there soon." He said after a moment.

"Really!" Her tone became ecstatic again. Her charcoal eyes sparkled with exuberant amusement.

She looked like she was tempted to look out the window but didn't and it seemed to make her curiosity that much worse. Then for some unknown reason to him she pulled down the window covering.

"Why don't you just look out the window already if it's buggin' you that much?"

"Because that would ruin your surprise to me! I'd like to see it once we land so only you can see my reaction. Besides, I'm probably going to make a fool out of myself so I'd rather only you witness it…" Pan laughed nervously. The seatbelt light then came on and they buckled themselves to the seat again. Neither of them wanted a repeat of Aiko.

"Hagik, Pid-trensu, ak," (Easy, High master, soon.) Pan's voice was soothing in his ears.

"Punar-tor," (agreed) Vegeta acknowledged annoyed nonetheless. Her laugh eased the anxiousness a little and some tension left his form.

"Oh! I can hardly stand to just sit here! I really want-"

"Attention passengers, we will be landing in Oslo in 10 minutes. Please remain seated until we come back on to tell you it is safe to stand. Thank you and have a great day!"

Her mouth dropped open. Norway? "Oh you wonderful man!" He turned to her a little startled. "Norway! You know I love the place!" He chuckled at her.

"Thought this would be the best place to take you on a vacation… make ya relax."

Finally, they landed.

Well... Yea! They're in Norway! (A random place to have them go for a lot of people at least where I'm from, but I have a love of Norway and a dream to go there one day.) Please let me know what you think!

Have a great week!

Saki