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Pan had finally finished her chores, it was a lot later than she had expected to finish but she still didn't want to go back to her room, not yet anyway, plus the fact she didn't want to walk past any more nurses, everyone she had past hadn't been very nice to her, she still couldn't work out why… Pan went with her original plan and headed for the training rooms.
'A workout should do me good; I'll finally get a goodnight sleep.' She thought as she changed into her sweat pants and sports shirt.
The moment Pan walked into the training rooms she was just like a little child in a candy store picking out the best sweets she wanted. Pan headed for the punching bag.
Punch, punch, kick, punch, kick went Pan's fists and feet.
She had been so infused in what she was thinking that she hadn't heard the other person come in, it was only after he spoke that she was startled by him.
"Your punches need to be a little higher." Vegeta said after a few moments of watching Pan.
"Sire!" exclaimed Pan "I'm so sorry, I didn't notice you come in!" she added with a bow.
"Don't worry about bowing, Your Commander Gohan's brat aren't you?" he said walking towards her.
"Yes… yes I am, Sire." She replied standing straight watching the King walk towards her. Vegeta circled her a couple of times before he spoke again.
"Your grandfather Kakarrot and father we're great warriors, it's a pity we lost them so tragically." He stood in front of her looking Pan straight in the eye. "Which one trained you, none of the other nurses know the technics you do."
"Both of them did, Sire" Pan was a little unsure of where this was heading. "Grandpa Goku did before he died, then my father carried on until he died… but since that I haven't had a teacher, just practiced." Pan broke the eye contact and looked down.
"They taught you well." Vegeta paused. "Let's have a little sparing session." He said walking away from her.
Vegeta headed towards the sparring ring, Pan followed him she hadn't sparred for a year, she was glad for the company.
So it started, Pan tried for the first punch she missed and Vegeta got her in the chest.
"Your rusty, keep your guard up." Stated Vegeta as he swung another punch but this time he missed and was kicked from behind.
This kept up for a good hour or so until Pan finally kicked the king on the back of his head, he fell to the ground but he smirked as he stood with a little laugh he said. "You may be a little rusty but you're still good. That's enough for today, same time tomorrow." With that he walked from the room.
Pan stood there confused, 'Did King Vegeta just tell me same time tomorrow?... Does this mean he's my teacher?... I think I need to sleep!... I'm defiantly day dreaming!" with that Pan headed for the showers still going over what had happened in her head.
By the time Pan got out of the shower she was sure of what had happened she was exited by it but worried all at once.
"Pan, pan, pan!" Maron yelled racing over to her "Where have you been? We need you in operation! The remaining troops are back and all of them are badly injured!" with that Pan was running next to Marron racing to the hospital wing
'Oh God Uncle Goten! Prince Trunks! I hope you two are alright!' the thought running as fast as her legs would let her.
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I wonder if Trunks and Goten are gonna be ok? Find out in the next chapter… whenever I update it!!!
There we go another chapter up and running.
I guess I better get to work on the next… or stare at a blank page for love's just a thought away!!!!
Until next time!
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