Chapter 5: Preemptive Strike

A/n: Another weird moment for Vegeta and Pan! And Trunks confronting Vegeta about it! :) I know this chapter is a bit shorter than normal... so I apologize.

Gist of this timeline: Goku died when he was supposed to, because future Trunks never appeared. Also, instead of Vegeta dying, I altered it to where he lives. In essence, this story is like the alternate timeline that appears in the series, but because of a single change (Vegeta living), it is completely different in several aspects

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ!

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Age 786

Because she had learned her lesson, Pan was on her way to training the next morning. She woke up long before the sun rose, and was dressed and out of the door minutes later. Yesterday when she had gotten back home, Chichi had been upset to learn about Vegeta spanking her and was about to drive to Capsule Corp to give him a piece of her mind when Pan informed her she deserved it. And after telling the older woman why she got spanked, Chichi's eyes narrowed on her.

Frightened, she apologized, though nothing seemed to get the older woman talking to her again until after dinner and Pan called her grandmother. She had been walking over to the sink, preparing to do dishes for the night when Pan, feeling guilty, tugged on her shirt lightly to get her attention and when Chichi looked at her, said, "I'm sorry grandmother."

Seconds later, there was a crash as the dishes Chichi had been carrying dropped to the floor, startling Pan. She was even more startled when the older woman's arms went around her in a tight embrace. After that, Chichi seemed to forget about her getting in trouble earlier until just as they went to bed and she told Chichi that she had to meet with Vegeta in the morning for training.

Her eyes darkened and Pan quickly told her she would make sure to be home for lunch so they could eat together and maybe afterwards, they could go shopping or something. She winced when she said it, but it appeased her grandmother. And she knew that she needed some new clothing anyway. Her hips were coming in and she was beginning to develope breasts, not to mention she had grown another few inches since the last time she had gotten clothes.

At least Chichi was appeased, and she went to bed needing as much sleep as she could get for the morning.

Her bum still had a phantom like ache at the thought of the spanking she recieved from Vegeta yesterday, and she absently rubbed at it as she flew towards Capsule Corp. She wasn't going her top speed, not wanting to wear herself out before she got there, and she didn't even know if he was up yet. Taking her time, she arrived at Capsule Corp just as the sun was rising.

Landing softly on the grass, she scanned the area for Vegeta's ki.

Frowning, she located him inside the house and she let herself in. If she was going to be here for training this early in the morning, he wasn't allowed to sleep through it. She wasn't missing her precious sleep to do sit ups and other useless things. She here to do battle with him. And why not start out with a preemptive strike.

With a giggle, she crept into the kitchen and filled a bucket of water, also dumping in ice to get it as cold as she could. After it was full, she snuck upstairs. She made sure to keep from making any noise as she made her way to Vegeta's room. She even hid her Ki as best she could so he wouldn't be able to sense her coming.

Once the door to his domain was in sight, she had to restrain a giggle from bursting forth and ever so slowly, she crept to the door.

Slowly gripping the doorknob, she twisted the handle, opening the door. Thankfully Trunks kept the house well maintained and nothing creaked. Once the opening was large enough for her to fit inside, she slipped in, bucket in tow. A slow, sadistic smile found its way on her face as she came closer to the bed. And once she was beside it, lifted the bucket, preparing to throw the water on him when his hand snatched her hand, pulling her roughly into bed with him.

Startled, she dropped the bucket onto the floor, which thankfully didn't spill, and struggled against the man.

"V-vegeta!"

"Onna, why are you coming to bed so late?" His voice was husky with desire, and the sound he was making in his chest was causing her to blush. It was like a purr, but distinctly not that of a felines.

"Veggie-head!" She blinked, a bit frightened when his lips trailed down her throat. She stilled when his teeth grazed her neck. "V-vegeta?"

With a husky laugh, his teeth sank into her skin. Crying out, she renewed her struggles. He must have mistook them for something else because he was rubbing his erection against her. It was only when she started hitting his back that his eyes snapped open. The look of horror was would have been comical had she not have to press a hand to the wound he had given her. It hurt, so much.

"Y-you! What are you going here!" He screeched, after he fell out of the bed.

"I was going to pull a prank on you, and then you pulled me into the bed and bit me!" She pouted, tail twitching like crazy. She blushed and looked away from his almost naked form. All he wore were boxers, and the large bulge that was pushed against her was standing at attention, forming a tent in front of him. When he felt the slight draft, he remembered what he was wearing and blushed himself.

"Out!" He roared, and she scurried along to do his bidding.

Knowing she wouldn't have a lot of time, she quickly bandaged the bite mark, spraying herself silly with disinfectant spray. It stung and burned like no other, but it had to be done. She didn't want to get sick or something because he didn't know how to brush his teeth. She knew he didn't because once when she used her toothbrush after dinner, he asked her what it was she was sticking in her mouth.

Shuddering, she fought the urge to scrub the skin raw but she knew it wouldn't help. She sat down on the couch in the living room, turned on the t.v. and waited.

Thirty minutes later, Pan found herself sparring with the prince.

Once he was fully dressed and showered, she could tell he had from his slightly damp hair, he stalked into the room and ki blasted the television away. Startled, she turned to him and gulped at the dark look on his face.

"Gravity Machine. Now." She hopped off of the couch and ran outside.

When he met her inside, she was cowering a bit at the other end of the room, fear drenching the air. He scowled at her, and proceeded to power up a Ki blast. She was a bit surprised at their training. It wasn't as intense because before most of his attacks, she caught his eyes wandering towards the bandage on her neck and he would hesitate.

She got in a lot of hits on him this way, and after a while, he stopped their training, growing frustrated.

"Go home." He said abruptly after her last kick landed. She halted immediately, frowning at him.

"B-but training-" He snarled, interrupting her.

"Go."

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When his father had been causing a mess in the kitchen that afternoon, making lunch, it woke Trunks up. He'd had a late night last night, working on papers for the company. After all, he was the president now, and someone had to do the paperwork. It might as well be him... though the late nights were beginning to get to him.

He had been considering hiring someone to help him out. He knew he needed an assistant but he didn't know who he could trust.

And he had a day off today and was going to spend it catching up on sleep, but his father woke him up when there was an explosion in the kitchen. When he rushed down there, he fell over laughing at the sight of his father covered in flour.

"Shut up!" Vegeta snarled at his son, though his command only caused Trunks to laugh even harder, clutching his sides in pain. "Clean this up boy!"

Trunks watched as Vegeta stalked out of the room, most likely heading to his room for a shower. Once the giggles were out of his system, he started cleaning up the room.

But when the flour was no longer permeating the air in the room, he detected Pan's scent. Though faint, it was noticeable. Eyes wide, he scanned the area for Pan's Ki, wondering where she was if she was here, only her Ki wasn't on the property, rather it was fluctuating wildly at her new residence.

She was upset, and he knew it had to do with his father. It almost always was him. Scowling, he marched upstairs to his fathers room and banged on the door.

"Dad!" The door swung open a minute later, Vegeta was standing there dripping wet, clutching a towel around his waist.

"What boy?" His father growled out.

"What did yo do to Pan?" He demanded, crossing his arms.

"What business is it of yours?"

"I'll repeat myself once. What. Did. You. Do. To. Pan?" Trunks was like his mother in many ways, but he did take after his father in others, and being stubborn was something he aquired from both of them. And he would not back down. Pan was like his sister after all.

"I marked her, okay?" Vegeta bit out.

"You... marked her?" Trunks asked if unsure as to what he was hearing.

"Yes! I was asleep and thought she was your mother." Trunks frowned.

"Wait, what does it mean when you bit someone?" Vegeta blushed.

"It means, I made her my mate boy." Immediately it clicked into place. He might not have known everything about his father's culture, but he knew what a mate was.

"WHAT? Dad, how could you?"

"I didn't do it on purpose! The brat was in my room!"

"She's twelve!"

"You think I don't know?"

"It's sick!"

"I know! But I can't be undone!"

"Damnit Dad!" Trunks started banging his head against the wall, frustration eating at him. Vegeta sighed and after adjusting his towel, crossed his arms.

"Don't worry. The ritual isn't complete?"

"How?" Trunks blinked in surprise.

"She didn't bite me back." He let out a sigh in relief.

"Keep it that way."

"Tch. I plan on it."

"Good." There was a small silence before Vegeta started walking towards the bathroom.

"Now get out of my room." Trunks complied with his fathers wishes.

It had been a week since the incident had occured between Vegeta and Pan. Well, it was what Trunks had taken to refering to it. Since it happened, Pan had been by only once or twice, and that was to spar with Vegeta. He was saddened that they rarely got to see the girl, because it was like she was a part of the family, up until she started her period at least.

When that happened, father had begun acting weird around her. It wasn't as if he was entirely innocent either. Trunks felt oddly attracted to the girl and it freaked him out at first, then his father explained what was going on and it made a lot of sense. Though, it didn't stop him from distancing himself from the girl.

He knew she hated that they were being weird around her, but it wasn't something he could change. Just last week, he caught himself sniffing her! Him. Sniffing. Her! The moment he noticed he was doing it, he practically ran away from her. And in a way, he was kind of happy she moved in with her grandmother. She was safe... up until this morning.

He sighed, and pushed his paper work aside. Rising from his seat behind his desk, he walked over to the window, glancing out.

Thankfully, the city was being reconstructed and civilization was being rebuilt after the androids. The sight behold to him reflected that. Capsule Corp was one of the first building to have been rebuilt. And it was the headquarters of the city. Capsule Corp was like a beacon for many. Here, there were secure jobs for any who came looking, from cooking to construction. And those who worked recieved things they needed, like supplies and such instead of paper money. There was no more need for that since there weren't many people left in the populace. They fell back onto the trade and barter system humanity had used oh so many years ago.

This also helped get rid of any gangs in the area. Who needed to work for them when things they needed would be supplied with some legitimate work?

"Mr. Briefs?" Came the voice of Kimi, his new assistant. She hesitantly stepped inside, clutching a folder to her bosom. She was a few years older than him, about twenty three, and had long red hair that she kept in a ponytail towards the side of her neck, her hair lain the front of her blouse. Ever since he had interviewed her, he had an urge to run his fingers through her hair.

He fought the urge to do so now.

Trunks glanced at her. "Yes?"

"The President is on line one." She said, blushing. She was still shy around him, and he wondered briefly if her daughter had the nervous habit he'd noticed of her. The whole, picking at her clothing when taking in front of someone.

"Thank you Kimi." He smiled his thanks and walked over to his desk as she left his office, quietly shutting it shut behind her. He picked up the phone, and settled back in behind his desk. "Yes, Mr. President?"

So, what do you think?
I was trying to add some depth to Trunks as well as show some of his relationship with his father. And Vegeta isn't the only one having weird moments with Pan. ;) Trunks has them too.

Reviews are very welcome and appreciated. :)