By: Sassy Bulma-san
Chapter Eleven
Pan pounded endlessly on the Saiya-jin before her. Her fist clenching with every move, her speed increasing as her anger rose. Her strength beyond its normal limit, yet it still wasn't good enough. Everything had crashed down on her, she basically left her family. She knew it was right, but was it too soon.
"Pan, stop it now!" Trunks yelled finally grabbing those tiny bruised wrist.
"No, you don't understand!" she yelled back trying to wiggle her way out of his grip. Trunks only held her tighter, flinging her to the ground as he pinned her down.
"Pan, I do! You’re apart of me, just as I'm a part of you! Now listen to me!"
Pan saw something for the first time in those eyes, anger at her. She felt somewhat uncertain of him now, but would say nothing of it as his body weight pushed her more on the ground to where there was no getting away.
"You can not keep doing this to yourself, look at you! I will not allow it anymore! You have to talk to them, it's been two months! You have to get over this, and they have to get over us! You have to do it!" His voice so harsh as he stared before her.
"I can not be you!" she yelled at him with a growling tone, as something sparked within her. His grip was starting to hurt, his harsh tone driving into her mind. She was feeling something new for the first time towards him.
Trunks looked at her, he saw something he never saw before, actual fear mixed with anger. "She starting to become scared of me, no she is..." His hand still griped her tightly as held her down, his weight keeping her down.
"Pan, I…" he voice dropped as he hung his head.
"Let me go!" her voice hissed through her teeth. Trunks got off her as she stayed down looking at him with hate.
"Don't ever touch me again..." she said slowly getting up, her heart beating hard and steady against her chest.
"Pan-chan, I'm sorry.. I didn't realized that I was hurting you." he said, his voice soft and steady. Pan could only look at him as she walked off, her head turned back one more time, the last time.
"Never again Trunks." she said softly, as it echoed through Trunks ears. His head darting up and seeing her no more.
Krillin looked at his wife, something was bothering her after Juunana-gou left. They had sparred, or so that's they said they would do. It looked more like war. He seamed so different, like he was enjoying every minute of it, ever time his distorted something his smile grew more.
He had been watching her, just laying there on the grass for an hour. She looked confused, maybe scared. He wanted to ask her, but he knew she would only say it was between her and Juunana-gou. That was a subject she kept close, their past is something she would not speak off. It seemed as if though, for a moment, he was living his past.
Finally he walked out there, he looked at her before saying something. "Hey, everything ok?" he asked, trying to sound cheerful.
She looked at him, her husband. He showed her happiness and new things she never felt before. "No, that man was not my Niisan." she said.
"I was watching you and him, he seemed like he was himself when you two first came here. Could something have changed him?" he asked sitting next to her.
"That's what I'm afraid of, that he's a machine again. That he is, what we us to be. Maybe I will end up the same. Maybe we where never meant to have this." she said looking away from her husbands eyes.
"Eighteen, you’re not that anymore. Don't think that. You’re my wife and mother to my child. I love you." he said hugging her.
She felt herself give into him, her arms gathering him too.
"Bra, I will tell your Tousama today. " Goten said as Bra slipped into her clothing. She looked at him, his voice was stern and set on his words. The words played in her head, "Yes, I'm yours. I have surrendered myself in the only way possible to you forever.."
"He will hate you, and when the time is right, he will see it is right." she said so simple looking at him.
"I know." was all he could say. He knew she was right, though he knew Vegeta would know he could not stop it. He knows already, he could feel it. He thought to tell Bra, but was uncertain when.
He thoughts turned back to Bra as she watched him, maybe she knew already. Last night, when he made love to her something happened. He saw into her, an could feel her in his mind. He moved to her and just held her face. His forehead leaning on hers as he closed his eyes.
"Goten, I know already. Our bond is strong, that is what you felt last night when touched each others minds and souls."
Goten's eyes open at her words, "Bra I felt it, when I held you. Somehow I could see into your mind, or at least feel it. I don't know what we should do. All I know is what you saw is to come and I think you know it to."
"I know Goten, when we marked each other I felt as if a new power awakened within me. A power that had been asleep since I was born and was waiting for you to open it. That's how I knew right then and there we are soul mates. That fate had made us for each other and left us to find each other, to only make us stronger." she said clinging to him now.
"Tell me what you saw, the future that awaits us." he said holding her.
Pan flew through the air, she had no where to go as thoughts played through her head. She had left her parents to live with Trunks, and now she left him to live without her.
She thought of Bra, but how would she face Bulma and Vegeta. Let alone Bra now. Her options had soon run dry as everyone would only bring her misery and endless reminders of Trunks and how she was wrong and still a child to the world.
"Flying alone with no where to go Pan-chan, seems so familiar." Pan's body stopped in mid air as she froze. She knew that voice, but a face wouldn't show in her mind. She slowly turned around to find blue eyes looking at her through smoldering black hair pieces that hung down against bronze skin with define cheek muscles.
"Name yourself!" Pan said staring at the one before her, her body already in stance for a fight.
"I thought you would be glad to see me, maybe you should come closer and
get a better look." Juuana-gou said. "And now the game begins"
he thought to himself.