Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Deviant ❯ chapter three ( Chapter 3 )

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Chapter three:

 

 

The Z fighters sullenly loaded the bodies back on the ship they came on. It was obvious that Trunks was in charge now. “Alright everybody, Bulla has a ship so she can head back on her own, right now I think that we'll all just get in the way. I have a ship so we'll send the …. fallen on this ship.”

“No.” Pan said steadily. “She's upset, real upset, you all saw it. I'm not leaving her here alone.”

Being her only male relative present, Gotten got a controlling look on his face and yelled, “That's suicide Pan! I know she's your best Friend but you have to let her go.”

Trunks turned showing his pale face and hopeless eyes, “You have no idea what you're talking about Gotten. She's not some monster, she's our friend, and my sister. This discussion is over. Pan take out your ship, I want to see it before you leave.” Pan showed it to him, even took it out to prove it was still there.

“Don't hang on to false hope. I don't want to lose any more family members. If you need to; run.” Pan was encouraged by Trunk's declaration of her as a family member.

“I will.” Trunks gave the order to leave and everyone got on the ship, leaving Pan alone as both ships blasted off. She sought out Bulla's ki, but couldn't find it, instead she looked for Brolly's and headed toward that. When she found a weeping wreck she got discouraged. She turned to leave, but he reached for her leg. She dodged out of the way in time.

“Wait.”

“What do you want.”

“I want to tell you, I'm sorry for killing them.”

She looked down into his eyes. “You can't make up for it with an apology Brolly.” He just kept sobbing and she turned again, running straight into the demon. The next thing she knew she was sprinting away. She knew Bulla was right behind her, she still felt cold. “I saw what you did to him” She screamed shrilly terrified and ... excited?

Then she ran into the demon again. This time she fell backwards on impact. “Damn! How did you get in front of me so fast?”

She was answered by a playful punch on the arm. “God, what a day!”

“You're telling me.”

“Let's spar.”

“Wa wa wait! Are you out a your damn mind?”

“What?”

“You're all psycho demon, uber freezing, no ki, and you think I'm going to spar you.”

“I need to get some of this out! You know?” She sent a nervous fist from into her open palm. “I got all kinds of crazy energy, and this kind of tension right here.” She pounded a fist above her breasts.

“Take it easy on me B.” She powered up to SSJ. Right away the demon pounced. She punched every Son's weakness (the stomach), and Pan stole herself from keeling over. Tears in her eyes, and determination written on her face, she unleashed a flurry of hits, all blocked or dodged.

For some odd reason fighting Pan was only increasing the tension, making it spread. `Maybe it's because she's not fighting for real yet.' Bulla turned this fight around. She began bone crushing strikes.

Pan heard her arm snap before she felt it, and then her hip, followed by her shin. When her other leg was taken out she fell on her back. “B, serious…” Bulla wasted no time straddling her. Pan knew she was more turned on right now than she had ever been in her life. It felt like ice was swirling around her belly.

“Pan it's getting worse, I think this demon is going to explode.”

Pan pushed thoughts of sex aside, and began to summon more power. She knew this had to be SSJ 2. Bulla began to attack her again, and before long she was on her back again. “B, could you set the bones you broke, that might make it easier on me.” Sighing she pulled the bones back into place.

This time she started the attack slowly and moved up in speed. Pan ascended to another level. Amazed with herself, she was momentarily distracted. Bulla took this opportunity and gathered energy into blasts, sent straight for her opponent. Pan dodged one right into the other. Again she fell on her back.

As Bulla straddled her she giggled, “I'm beginning to think you like it on your back.”

Pan gasped before she could stop herself, and Bulla hadn't seemed to notice. She also didn't notice the way Pan was gripping the ground to keep from tackling her. “Is that rib still hurting?” her fingers ran along the skin only to find it had already healed. She retraced it just to be sure.

Pan was trying to ignore the tingling this caused to run into her belly and between her legs. She grit her teeth, trying to stop herself, but she moaned out loud. Bulla retracted her hand immediately, “Did that hurt?” Pan moaned again in desperation. How could this be happening? How could the smartest girl in the world be on top of her, acting like a bimbo. She hit another level.

Pan didn't wait, she grabbed both sides of Bulla's face and pressed their lips together. Bulla pulled away, and looked extremely confused. She looked around and then right back into Pan's eyes. Then the punch came, straight to the jaw. “Stop it, I need you, I need to fight you.”

The fight continued passed more and more levels. Pan grasping out to the planet for energy. Now it was Bulla's turn to get on her back. Pan was straddling her before she hit the ground, running her hand up Bulla's arms before leaning down for another kiss. Bulla arched her chest until she felt pan's. Pictures pf them together started flashing before her eyes, she want pan writhing, moaning, screaming, beneath her. She threw Pan right off of her and straddled her again.

Pan opened her mouth against Bulla's whose tongue began rippling across her's. Bulla's hands rested on her belly and began to move upward, under her tank top. Not wanting to break the kiss she ripped it clean off. Pan broke the kiss to object, but stopped when hands went under her sports bra. Being a woman, and knowing how special a bra is, Bulla took the time to pull this over Pan's head. She started walking with fingers all along Pan's torso, and as she got closer to the nipple Pan moaned, and so she backed off. Pan's got her head up, and looked at Bulla angrily. She cried out loud as Bulla took a nipple into her mouth.

She held one arm above Pan's head while using the other hand to message the neglected nipple. All of the energy was going straight between her legs. Taking her head up to Pan's ear she whispered, “I know how I feel now, I have never been so horny in my life.”