Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ A different World ❯ Hi, I'm Pan! ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: Sure, I know I should have claimed that I made the errors in the prologue, but my muse, Chibi-Dacra, decided it would be funny if he did the typing, not me. And so, with my dictation while being tied up in a corner, he has managed to write the first chapter for one of my stories without my help. Anyway, I don't own DBZ but if anyone manages to find my muse hopping around their stories, please contact me so I can beat his little demi-saiya-jin butt.

Chapter One: I'm Pan!

Lounging along side of her pool, Kathi sighed and flipped through her sketchbook absentmindedly then watched from the corner of her eye as two demi-saiya-jins shot by her, laughing at the top of their lungs. "Goten, Trunks, if you two don't stop that right now, I swear to god I will make you pay in the training room."

The two slid to a stop, their eyes wide with fear and apprehension when the full-blooded saiya-jin woman set her sketchbook on the small table beside her.

Noticing their expressions, she smirked then stood up and stretched absently, her ki rising sharply. "And I mean it."

Nodding, the two dashed out of her line of sight and into the house. At least inside, they had Kris to watch over them.

Shaking her head, she flopped back onto her chair and flicked her tail in agitation while feeling around for the other fighters. In the distance, she could feel Vegeta sparring with Goku and Gohan, obviously a new fit of boredom had caught them while fishing. She sighed again then rolled onto her stomach and stared at the ground. It had gotten very boring around here since they had defeated Mirjai. Of course…she grinned ferally and sent a small blast across her pool, singing Joe's butt and causing him to leap into the air with a yelp of pain. She could always ask the great dragon to bring them some entertainment. They could always use another good fight.

Rubbing his rear gingerly, the odd saiya-jin, known as Joe, glared in her general direction then returned to his meditations with Piccolo. He too, was bored since they had defeated the fire-demon and was looking forward to something exciting to happen. Unfortunately, he wasn't as tuned into the joy of fighting as his small friend and, quite frankly, couldn't wait for her to have something to do so that she would quit taking pot shots at him. It wasn't his fault that he hadn't reached her fighting level and he definitely didn't deserve having his ass fried by an irate saiya-jin woman.

"You're such a weakling baka Kakarot, can't you fight any better than that or has you're body gone as soft as your head while you were dead?" Onyx eyes twinkled in evil delight as the younger saiya-jin powered up and attacked him again. He was finally hitting some nerves these days, although he wondered about the cause of the other's change. Spreading his arms, he welcomed the new attack and dodged it, his grin filling with malicious intent. Of course, he looked forward to fighting with him, it made his veins sing with the glorious feeling of bloodlust.

Yawning, Pan watched her grandfather fighting with her father and the man she so lovingly dubbed, Uncle Fluffy. Laying back and staring up at the trees, she stuck her thumb into her mouth and watched several birds flying against the blackened sky. Her eyes narrowed for a second as she pulled out her thumb and lifted above the tree line, unbeknownst to the three men below her.

Opening her startling blue eyes, Bulma looked around uncertainly, expecting the horrible things she had seen upon closing them to appear before her at any moment. Seeing only blue skies and trees surrounding her, she let out a sigh of relief then loosened her hold on her mate. "We're finally away from that hell."

Grunting, Vejita scanned around with his senses, frowning when he picked up several familiar energy sources several miles away. Feeling a smaller energy level approaching, he looked up then blinked in surprise when a little girl dropped out of the sky and latched herself to his leg.

"How did you know I had stopped watching you fighting with grandpa?" Pan smiled even wider and buried her face in his leg. "Darn Uncle Fluffy and you're ki sensing abilities." Lifting her eyes above his thing, she stared at the blue-haired woman standing beside him. "Oh…you're doing something bad aren't you?"

Blinking in confusion, he turned his gaze towards his mate, who shrugged and looked down at the girl curiously.

"Do you know him honey?"

"Oh yeah, he's Uncle Fluffy and my daddy and grandpa Goku are supposed to be sparring with him but…he was there when I left, so how did he get here so fast?"

"Uncle Velvet?"

Rubbing her nose with her hand, she nodded then did an awkward curtsey for them. "I'm his little Pan-Chan, but mostly he calls me pest."

"I'm confused…" Frowning, Bulma tried to figure out what was so familiar about the girl when she noticed the tail slithering from around her waist. "Oh…you're a saiya-jin?"

"Nope, only a quarter saiya-jin…my daddy is half saiya-jin and my Uncle Goten is a half saiya-jin and his friend Trunks is also half saiya-jin. You look a lot like Trunks' mommy…but I was told to stay away from the house for awhile because she's expecting another baby…gosh, I wonder what this baby will be? I hope it's a little girl so I can have a friend to play with besides Marron…she's bossy." Pan started scuffing her shoe on the ground. "But Kris said I couldn't play with the baby until it got bigger…he's worried about Auntie Bulma because she's life…she's his new mate. Uncle Joe hates both of them and likes to hang out with Uncle Piccolo, or at least that's what he told me when he was teaching me how to meditate. And I'm going to be six next month." She grinned cheerfully and waited for the two, extremely shocked, adults to say something about it.

"But…" Lost for words, the blue-eyed genius stood there, her mouth agape as she tried to come up with something to say.

Undeterred by their lack of answering, she went on in their stead. "And Auntie Meghan said I could have all the candy I wanted when I came over to her house but not to tell my mommy because mommy wouldn't like that. I don't know why mommy doesn't want me to eat candy, I always finish my dinner. Do you like my new shirt, I got it yesterday when Uncle Fluffy took me out shopping for Auntie Kathi's sketchbooks. He also told me not to say anything to anyone when he gave me five dollars for ice-cream. Do you like ice-cream? I love it, especially mint ice cream but it has to be the green kind, not the white because then it doesn't taste the same. Have you ever had the green mint ice-cream, it's really good, so I'll bet you did have some." She took a deep breath and started speaking again, this time playing with her tail nervously. "But I guess that since you're standing here with Uncle Fluffy I shouldn't have told you about the ice-cream. Don't make me train again Uncle Fluffy, last time you put the gravity at sixty I couldn't stand up and my chest hurt, but don't tell mommy because she'd get upset that you set the gravity that high. I like training with him because he's a lot nicer to me than he is to Trunks and Goten, they always get into trouble and he yells at them a lot. I don't know why he always yells at them but I saw them put a skunk in the gravity machine this morning…gosh…I wasn't supposed to say anything abut that either…"

"Pan!"

Losing interest in her conversation, she looked up then waved cheerfully at her father, not noticing that two figures were following him instead of one. "Hey daddy, I was just talking to Uncle Fluffy and the lady he was talking to. I told on Trunks and Goten, am I going to get in trouble?"

Landing beside his daughter, he scooped her up into his arms and stared, in absolute shock, at the group of people standing before him while she wriggled around in his grasp then smiled when she realized all of the others standing nearby. "Hi, I'm Pan!"