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This Chapter is rated M
Chapter 6
She closed her eyes at the undulating feeling of his soft, warm lips…She parted her own, an overwhelming sensation of wanting him to devour her, saturated her being. Then he stopped- all too soon… His lips, the warmth were gone, leaving her undone.
He sat up, turning away from her gaze… raking his hand through his hair before squeezing his eyes shut. He shifted slightly while trying to be discreet, shocked at what he had just done- more so at how his body reacted… He was hard to the point of bursting! He swallowed back the groan wanting to escape his lips at the throbbing sensation. He was so turned on, images of a naked Pan flashing before his eyes. He had tried his best to remain platonic, but his subconscious mind had other ideas. The sound of her voice jarred him out of his stupor…
"Trunks, will you stay with me tonight? I don't want to be alone…" She asked softly, her voice pleading and broken.
He sighed heavily. "Explain why I found you in that condition- covered in blood with my sword by your side." He dared not look at her, keeping his eyes focused on a spot near his feet.
"I-I can't right now… I don't want to talk- let alone think about it." She reached for his arm, but he shrugged her off.
"So, you expect me to just forget about it?!"
That stung, she didn't expect him to act so harsh after he had-, "Why did you kiss me then?"
"You were in a bad state… Don't you remember? I had to clean you. It was either a kiss or a slap! I chose the former; don't dwell on it- It won't happen again…"
"I see…" she whispered dejectedly.
"I guess I'm not going to get any answers out of you then… I need to work on the ship, it's nearly done. Come and find me when you're ready to explain yourself."
She could sense the anger and confusion in his voice and aura, watching as he stood abruptly before stalking out.
She had never seen him act like this before, not even when she had been bratty. He always tried to coax her into telling him her problems or feelings- leaving her be sometimes, but he always made her talk after a while. But, now she felt like he was drifting away- shutting her out...
She turned on her side and closed her eyes. Trying to focus on her 'happy place'… yet, all she could see was her sitting on Michael, stabbing him over and over. She needed Trunks, but he was off-limits right now, possibly forever when he found out what she had done behind his back…
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Trunks slammed the door shut, ripping off his boxers before turning on the shower. He stepped in, hissing as the cold water assaulted his hot flesh.
He rasped as he tried to control his need, grabbing his throbbing cock- knowing nothing else would help…
He cried out silently as his seed spilled forth, feeling utterly ashamed of himself and his forbidden thoughts.
While wrapping the towel around his waist, he thought back to when he first found Pan and her mother. Images of her flashing before him as she transformed over the years… He had gone from brotherly affection to a total pervert!
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She sat down on the chair opposite him at the kitchen table and watched as he filled his mouth with egg and bacon.
"Good morning…" she greeted while anxiously watching his every move.
He grunted in response, keeping his eyes focused on his plate.
She scanned the small kitchen; there were dirty pans and dishes, but no extra food for her. She knew he was furious and she couldn't blame him…
She bit her lip, suddenly feeling hot and bothered. Now or never, Pan… She sighed; mentally preparing herself for the onslaught she knew would come.
"I-I…" She couldn't form the words that her brain was processing…
He paused mid-bite, keeping his head bowed while looking up at her. "I don't have time for trivial chit-chat or apologies. I have work to do… Either you tell me what I want to hear or don't bother talking!"
He looked down, scolding himself for sounding so callous. However, she was frustrating him to no end… sitting there all innocent and sexy- What!-
"I killed him…" She voiced suddenly, interrupting his thoughts.
He looked at her dumbly as he tried to grasp her outburst. "Who…?"
"Michael…" She whispered looking at her hands while she twisted her fingers, nervously. "He was one of the men who killed mama, Bulma-San and grandma. I found out who he was a while ago, but yesterday I just snapped…" She continued explaining in detail about the store, the conversations she overheard and finally what she did…
He listened intently, eyes widening when she talked about dry humping the bastard before she stabbed him to death… His legs were literally shaking as he tried to control himself. His mind wondered to her, half-naked, on top of this 'Michael', kissing him…seducing him- Why was that the only thing he could think about!? A sense of possessiveness consuming him… He shook it off, replaying her whole explanation, and finally taking in the situation in its entirety.
She had done exactly what he had asked her not too! She knew for weeks… months- however long, who had murdered their family, but she never came to him. She never told him what she was thinking or feeling, and now she was riddled with guilt, apologizing profusely and feeling exactly how he told her she would!
He was beyond irate at that point. She made herself vulnerable to that man, not knowing what she was getting herself into- what if things had gone differently? They were not immune to everything, especially with their guards down, which she often did…
He walked out without uttering another word, afraid of what he would say if he opened his mouth.
Her eyes lingered on the chair he had occupied. She felt wretched, stunned by his reaction. She was anticipating his tongue-lashing, but his silence was worse…
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Trunks avoided her as much as he could over the next few weeks. He kept the radio on scanning the news for any leads as to what the humans were up too…
They had been searching continuously for the person who murdered Michael- Trunks name was mentioned, but some of them actually saw Pan as she fled from the house. They had enough of a description to recognise her anywhere…
He had to make haste, he wanted no more blood on his hands- luckily the ship was near completion- just a few minor adjustments and tests…
He dropped the wrench as the latest news broadcast caught his attention- They had begun searching the islands!
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Pan jolted awake as her room shook violently. Quickly, she stumbled off her bed and headed towards her door. Her heart was beating fast, she had to find Trunks. Although, she was fairly certain that he already knew. The humans... They couldn't have already found them!
Pan rushed into the small living room, and came to a sudden halt. There sitting on the couch was Trunks, smoking a cigarette…? Since when did he start smoking? She hoped he wouldn't keep up the habit. The smoke was practically gagging her.
"Trunks, what's going on?" she asked as the walls continued to shake.
He blew out a puff of smoke before stubbing out the cigarette. "The humans are drilling on the island."
Pan's eyes widened. It was her fault- all of it. If she hadn't been so hell-bent on making Michael pay, her and Trunks wouldn't have search parties after them. "I'm sorry," she whispered, knowing it was useless.
Trunks stood up, ignoring her comment. "Get your bags ready, we're leaving tomorrow."
"So soon?!" she asked frantically.
Trunks walked past her, heading towards his room. "We can't stay here- they'll find us sooner or later. The ship is finished; I would have liked to have had a few more weeks to test it out..." he shrugged his shoulders. "But plans change."
Pan didn't have time to respond back as his door shut. She flinched at the sound. The whole time she had lived with Trunks, he had never shut his door on her- that was until recently. It used to be her shutting him out, and now the roles were reversed. He never once mentioned or scolded her for what she had done, and she felt like she was walking on egg shells around him. She rubbed her arms lightly to give her comfort- he couldn't even look her in the eyes!
The seventeen-year-old let out a shaky breath as she looked around the small space she had called her home for the past eight years. For so long she had wanted out of this 'prison', and now that she was breaking free she felt lonely. True, Trunks would be with her, but he didn't talk to her like he used to. She was lucky if he answered her questions. Pan felt horrible for doing what she did, and she knew he was disappointed in her. If she could, she would take it all back in a blink of an eye. Having revenge wasn't worth losing Trunks- nothing was.
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The next morning came too soon for Pan. She stood quietly, dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep. Trunks checked the outer part of the ship, and once it was good he nodded towards Pan to let her know that it was time. Neither of them spoke a word as they looked around the small apartment together. Everything they needed- clothing, toiletries and other items were all capsuled. Leaving wasn't supposed to be this hard. They were supposed to be happy, but neither one of them could smile. They would be leaving Earth for how many years to find New Namek-? A mission that seemed more impossible as the seconds ticked by...
"Let's go," Trunks said curtly, turning and walking up the ramp. Pan sighed one last time before following his lead.
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The spaceship was small; of course, it couldn't have been bigger because of the limited resources Trunks had. Despite that fact, what he had accomplished was amazing! The ship had two major levels- On the first level was a small kitchen that was also a dining room, bathroom, two bedrooms, and a control room. Pan didn't see what was on the top level, because she followed Trunks into the control room. It seemed to be the biggest space yet, and she could understand why... Everything that was operating the ship and keeping it together was in there!
"You might want to sit down," Trunks took a seat, his eyes focused on the device in front of him. "We're about to leave."
It was silent between the two, except for Pan's footsteps. As soon as soon as she made it to her seat and buckled in, Trunks pressed a button. Suddenly, the roof opened above them. Pan was shocked! She never knew that was possible, but she should have figured it would- how else would her and Trunks leave in a spaceship?
The ship jerked, ready to take off. Pan glanced over at Trunks to see him looking extremely calm. The ship gave another jerk- this time more forceful. Pan closed her eyes tightly, not wanting to see them take off. There was one last jerk before it felt like gravity was trying to push her down.
Pan couldn't move. She didn't even think she could breathe. Her stomach was in knots, and her heart was beating fast. She bit her bottom lip to keep her screams in. This was terrifying to her! She wondered how Trunks was reacting... She couldn't open her eyes.
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After what seemed like forever, it was calm. Pan waited until her breathing calmed down before opening her eyes. Trunks looked composed as always. Slowly, she glanced around. Her eyes widened and she gasped when she looked out of the window. They really were in space!
She unbuckled herself quickly, and rushed to the window. There seemed to be millions of stars laid out in front of her and Trunks. She was in awe, but it soon disappeared. All those stars...! All those planets…! She and Trunks may never find New Namek.
"How long do you think it will be before we land on a planet?"
"I don't know, Pan."
The girl felt herself growing cold. There it was… She was just Pan to him now. She would never be his Angel again... Her eyes felt watery, and she wanted to sob. Keeping her head down she started to walk to her room.
"Where are you going?" Trunks asked, not really wanting to be alone.
"To my room," Pan spoke softly. "I don't want to get in your way... and I need to catch up on some sleep. Please wake me up if we land on a planet."
Trunks listened to her leave, and when her door shut he let out a sigh. He threw his head back, shutting his tired eyes. He had no idea what he was going to do...?
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Pan wrapped herself into a tight ball in her bed. Her room was modestly furnished, and she even had a window. The stars were shining brightly on the other side; it was almost as if they were teasing her...
She moved her arm slightly, a faint sound catching her attention. Moving her wrist up, she saw the bracelet Trunks had given her many years ago... The small angel and sword sparkled in the dark room. Tears welled up in Pan's eyes as she touched the sword softly.
"I thought you were always supposed to be with me, Trunks..." she whispered.