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Summary: Vegeta was -never- blown up. No one died. Frieza was defeated and Pan and Trunks hate each other. What could possibly be more dangerous then two Saiyans roaming around the palace, setting things on fire, and causing much more chaos? How come they're always hanging out if they hate each other?

Friendly reminded, this story is AU :]

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Chapter Seven: Just Like Heaven

When Pan awoke the next morning she was on her side facing Bra, the room was illuminated and she saw a clock behind Bra that said it was 8:15. And then she realized that Trunks was gone and Goten was no longer laying behind Bra and she startled into a sitting position before Bra speaking stopped her from doing anything else, "They're still here, they went to see if anything is being made for breakfast." Bra said and Pan immediately calmed down. She didn't know why she thought Trunks and Goten would be gone but it was the first that came to her mind and it had scared her. Pan settled down and laid next to Bra again, noticing her best friend had tear streaks running down her face.

"Why can we never be left alone?" Bra suddenly asked and Pan was startled by the question.

Pan knew it was a rhetorical question, that Bra never expected an answer, but she still had to stop herself from answering even though she didn't have an answer. Pan knew what she meant, we being Saiyans in general. She had always assumed it was karma, retaliation for all the horrible things Saiyans had done long before she was born. Pan didn't have an answer for Bra and looked over at her. Usually by now she'd be primping herself but Pan guessed she didn't have the strength to go through with her normal routine that morning. Pan however, desperately wanted a shower. She needed to be alone for a few minutes to think things through.

"Is there a shower somewhere?"

Bra nodded and pointed to a door, "Right through there." She said, "Everything you need should be in there."

Pan watched as Bra closed her eyes and Pan brushed Bra's bangs from her face before kissing her forehead briefly, "Don't worry, Bra." Pan said, petting Bra's hair once more before standing and walking towards the door. Vegeta might have been hard-headed, stubborn, callous, rude at times, but his little girl had him wrapped around her finger. Bra was daddy's little princess and Pan knew that Bra was having a hard time dealing with the fact that Vegeta was gone.

Pan was relieved when she walked through the door and shut it behind her as she stood in the bathroom. She would finally have a moment to herself, even if it were only for five minutes, she was grateful. She was a little puzzled when she didn't see a shower so she opened a door but it only led to closet. That was when Pan noticed the room was sort of U-shaped and she walked around the corner to find a complete second bathroom that included a shower. Pan was amazed at the fact that the bathroom was so big if it was only for Vegeta and turned on the shower before walking back to the closet. Just as she had suspected, the closet consisted of clothes meant for Vegeta. Pan was disappointed, but ventured into the closet anyway to see if she could find something to wear. She was surprised to find a small section of the closet consisted of woman's jumpsuits and she almost jumped for joy. She didn't exactly want to wear a jumpsuit, but it would have to work because she didn't want to be stuck with the clothes she had on now.

Pan grabbed the jumpsuit and hurried off to take her shower before she was interrupted. She made sure there was a towel on the counter before stripping and eagerly stepping under the stream of hot water pouring out of the shower. She couldn't have been more relieved as the water washed away the past day's horrible events from her body and washed them down the drain. Pan was a minute into her shower when she heard the door open. She could feel the tension beginning to come back into her body and she sighed, slightly annoyed. She almost slapped herself at the feeling and chased it away from her mind. She shouldn't be annoyed right now. She quickly washed her hair and her body before turning off the shower and stepping into the cold air of the bathroom. She dried herself off and immediately knew it wasn't Bra who was in the bathroom because she would have already walked to the side Pan was on instead of staying on the other side. "Hello?" She asked, but she didn't receive an answer, which was weird. She finished drying herself and pulled the jumpsuit on over her body and walked with her bare feet to the other side of the bathroom, just now realizing she had forgotten to pick out a pair of boots.

When Pan turned the corner however, no one was there. Pan stopped and looked around the room making sure she wasn't missing anything and now for some strange reason her heart was beginning to beat harder in her chest. She knew she couldn't possibly be in any danger but she was still slightly scared. The planet wasn't exactly at peace at the moment and she didn't know who was turning against Vegeta. She walked towards the closet and yanked open the door and couldn't hold back her scream of surprise.

"Trunks! You shouldn't interrupt a girl while she's showering, you know." Pan said, trying to calm her heart.

Trunks had been startled when the door had opened while he was looking through his father's clothes and there stood Pan, her hair wet and tousled and a jumpsuit on. He hadn't seen her in a jumpsuit in a while and he couldn't stop himself from looking her over from top to bottom. It was a damn shame she didn't wear jumpsuits more often.

"Sorry."

Trunks quickly looked back to Pan's eyes and she hadn't even noticed that he was hardly paying attention to her words as she walked past him towards the far end of the closet before she knelt down. Trunks' eyes were everywhere; he didn't know where he should look. Her back was turned towards him and he would glance at her bottom before looking at a shirt, then her legs, before looking at a pair of boots, and then back to Pan.

She was pulling on a pair of boots she had found in her size and was looking through the clothes once more. She smiled happily when she found a light jacket and placed it across her shoulders, quickly buttoning it up and Trunks was disappointed when she turned to face him and her front was covered up, the jumpsuit no longer visible. Pan was glad when she found the jacket. It only reached the middle of her waist by design but it covered up her breasts and shoulders which she was glad for. She didn't mind Trunks' eyes on her but she had been growing quite uncomfortable under his gaze.

Pan watched as Trunks went back to looking through his father's clothing, "Why did you kiss me last night?"

The question shocked even Pan as the last word left her lips. But she had been wondering and she really wanted to know why he had kissed her. She really had no problem being so forward and honest because that was how she usually acted. She never really liked skirting around topics, she always wanted to get right to the point most of the time. Trunks stopped moving for a second and then continued on, shrugging slightly and looked at Pan with a sideways glance, "Because I wanted to." He simply stated, looking at her intently, not letting her eyes leave his. Pan curiously looked at Trunks as he went back to flipping through shirts. Trunks suddenly heard soft footsteps coming towards him and before he knew it Pan was next to him.

She had picked out a shirt and was holding it in front of her, leaning in towards him, "This shirt will do just fine." She said quietly.

Trunks took the shirt from her without any argument and looked at it to inspect it. He didn't see the sneaky grin on Pan's lips before she was leaning forward, up on her tiptoes and placing her lips upon his. He was shocked. He didn't think he would be kissing Pan this soon after their first kiss and he certainly did not think that Pan would be the one initiating it. He couldn't stop the groan that rose in his throat; her fingers were running through his hair, her nails scraping so lightly against his scalp and it felt so good. She was pressing against his body and he quickly let go of the shirt, which was useless because it was now trapped between their bodies. He wanted to make sure she didn't get away from him so he placed one arm around her waist, his hand pressing into her lower back, pushing her body closer to his; his other hand went to her neck where he could manipulate her head the way he wanted.

No, he was not going to let this be like the kiss last night, he had controlled himself then but today was going to be different. He turned her head so he could kiss her more deeply, his lips slanting against her own and it was just like last night as their mouths parted at the same time, tongues meeting in the middle and Trunks swore he had died and gone to heaven. She was gliding her tongue along his lower lip and driving him crazy so he forced her tongue back into her mouth and finally got a taste of her completely. She tasted so sweet, he didn't know how to describe it, he didn't know how he had ever gotten along without it, and he didn't know how he had never realized how he felt about Pan until just yesterday. But he knew now that he would never give her up, now that he had her in his arms. Trunks let his teeth graze her lower lip before they both heard the noise of the bathroom door opening at the same time and stopped their motions, open lips grazing one others as they froze and looked into each others eyes.

Pan gave a little smirk, "Hm...now we're even."

She said and felt Trunks tighten his grip on her and he had his own smirk on his lips, "Not even close." Trunks said before softly pressing his lips against hers and pulling away once more. He only let his grip loosen when he heard whoever it was outside the closet, hand on the door, twisting it open and Pan stepped away, the shirt falling to the ground between them.

She was already picking up the shirt as Goten appeared behind the door, "Hey, we were all wondering what you two were up to?" Goten asked more than stated.

"Oh I was just helping Trunks pick out a shirt." Pan said, handing the shirt over to Trunks before walking towards Goten and giving him a hug, "Is Bra doing okay?"

"She's all right." He said quietly, returning the hug, giving Trunks a quick glance over Pan's shoulder. Pan reeked of Trunks. That wasn't unusual at all, but when Goten had opened the door, Pan and Trunks were both blushing and Goten couldn't help but grow suspicious. Pan and Trunks blushing was not a usual occurrence.

"There's breakfast in Vegeta's office, Bra is already in there." Goten said as he pulled away from Pan. She gave him a small smile before walking out the door, turning only to give Trunks a wicked stare before closing the door. Even though Goten had missed Pan's look, he continued to stare at Trunks suspiciously which was making Trunks nervous.

Goten narrowed his eyes. Another odd occurrence. Trunks avoiding his stare.

"What were you really doing?" Goten asked, walking towards Trunks. Trunks rolled his eyes at Goten's tone of voice and was already pulling his old shirt over his head and pulling on the clean new one, the one Pan picked out. The shirt could have had hearts and unicorns all over it and Trunks still would have worn it.

"She helped me pick out a shirt." Trunks said innocently, "Now I suggest you change too, smelly pants." Goten could only scoff as Trunks walked out of the closet door, out of the bathroom and into Vegeta's office to have breakfast.

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How come my chapters always end with meals?

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