Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Forgotten Legends: Silver Saiyan Queen ❯ Sweet Dreams ( Chapter 4 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: MysticRose 
Everything is settling down for the moment. Sarrow thinks on his past, and Pan has an interesting dream.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 05.07.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 449 | Status: Completed
Everything is settling down for the moment. Sarrow thinks on his past, and Pan has an interesting dream.
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 05.07.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 449 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I have not, do not, and will not own DB/Z/GT.
Ok, thus far I've had two suggestions for me to use Brolli as my bad guy. I must admit I don't know all that much about Brolli, but I will keep that option open (Especially if someone would be nice enough to email me about some of his characteristics). At this point, I'm kinda thinking about bringing back several of the old enemies and letting them try to tag-team the Z-team. Sooo, I guess what I'm asking is: Who all do ya'll want me to bring back? I will admit I'm not totally sure I want to go in this direction, but if I get enough feed back from you guys, there is a VERY large chance that I will use it. Now, on with the story.
Sweet Dreams
It was just after 3:30 when Pan and her father got home. As soon as they stepped in the door, they were greeted by two exuberant 2-year-olds. Tempo leaped into his Papa's arms while Medley latched onto Pan's legs. Once they got their hugs they switched, Medley to Gohan's legs and Tempo to Pan's arms. Then, just as suddenly as they had appeared, they disappeared; running into the kitchen, announcing at the top of their lungs that Papa and Pan were home. Gohan and Pan looked at each other and smiled before following them.
Gohan sniffed the air as he stepped into the kitchen. "Mmmm, something smells delicious. What are you cooking, hun?" he asked as he nodded at his mother, and went up behind Videl to wrap his arms around her waist.
"Your dinner. It's a surprise. You'll see what it is when it's time to eat," she answered, continuing to stir whatever was in the pot before her.
He sighed, "Do I have to wait THAT long?"
"Yes, you do," she said with a smirk.
Gohan sighed again. "If I must," he said, pouting. He, then, kissed her on the cheek and went over to the kitchen table to give Chichi a proper greeting.
Pan smiled at the scene before greeting her mother and grandmother, each receiving a kiss on the cheek from her as well. Then she sat at the table, across from her siblings, and watched them color a vibrant picture together. Another smile came to her lips as Medley began to fuss at her brother for drawing on her side of the paper. He moved back over to his side and looked up at Pan.
"Draw?" he asked, holding out a blue crayon.
"Sure. Thank you," she said and took the crayon.
Tempo and Medley pushed the paper to the center of the table so that their sister could reach it, and all three leaned over the table to color.
"Knock, knock!" a call came from the front door.
"We're in the kitchen, Goku," Chichi called back.
Goku walked in with his usual grin. "Hey, guys!" he greeted cheerfully.
"GRAMPA!!!" the twins yelled and leaped into his arms.
He laughed as he caught them and gave each of them a squeeze before setting them back down in their seats. He went over to Chichi and leaned down to give her a hug and a kiss. Goku said hello to Videl, then sat down beside Pan to watch his grandchildren color their picture. Medley passed him an orange crayon after he sat down, so he began to color with them.
And so, evening descended peacefully on the tranquil family; with Videl and Chichi fixing a gargantuan dinner while they chit-chatted with Gohan and Goten, once he arrived; and with Goku, Pan, and the twins coloring several extravagant pictures.
Sarrow had been wandering aimlessly through Capsule Corp. since about an hour after the last of the Son's had left. That was about four hours ago, and he had gotten lost about 30 minutes into his plundering. But he didn't mind too much, he enjoyed going to new places and seeing what all they had to offer; and this gargantuan building had plenty to offer. So far he had found three libraries, two indoor gardens, four kitchens, one lab (all others were locked), two indoor pools, five living rooms/dens, one huge game/rec room, and numerous bedrooms and bathrooms, including those that were used by the Prince's family. He had just opened to door to another indoor garden and was about to go in to explore it when he heard Trunks calling his name. Sarrow stepped out of the doorway, shut the door, and waited for the young Prince to find him.
"Hey, Sarrow. I've been looking for you," Trunks said as he walked up to him.
"Oh?" Sarrow asked and raised an eyebrow.
Trunks smiled, "Yea, dinner was about an hour ago, and Mom thought you might have gotten lost since you didn't show. She sent me to find you because she knew you were probably hungry."
Sarrow grinned as he became aware of his empty stomach. "She was right," he answered. "I am. Thank you for coming after me, Prince."
Trunks just shrugged it off. "Any time, but you don't have to call me Prince."
"As you wish, Trunks. Now," Sarrow began, "which kitchen shall we use?"
"The one that already has food prepared in it. Come on," Trunks motioned for him to follow. "It's not too far from here, just down the steps."
Sarrow leaned back in his seat happily, having gorged himself to capacity. He patted his distended stomach and smiled. One thing was certain, he loved Earth food, or at least all that he had had thus far. Sarrow got up as the kitchen robot came to clear the table and left the kitchen to see if he could find his way back to his room.
None of the family had been in the kitchen when he and Trunks had arrived and Trunks had left Sarrow as soon as he had shown him there saying something about being late for a "date", whatever THAT was. Sarrow used his senses to find the other members of this interesting family. Vegeta was coming back inside through a window upstairs. Bulma was somewhere in the west side of the building, in one of the lower levels. He remembered having been told that the lower levels were labs for the Corporation itself, and that Bulma was the owner and one of the main inventors. ~She must be working,~ he decided. Bra was no where to be found inside the grounds. Sarrow wondered if she had one of those "dates", as well. He'd have to ask Bulma about it later.
As he looked around he realized he was already on the story that held the family's, and his own, bedrooms. Sarrow knew his was directly across from Vegeta's, and he was in his room, so it was extremely simple to find Sarrow's. When he opened the door, he smiled as he realized he was correct.
Sarrow sighed as he collapsed on the bed. He made himself comfortable on the bed, kicked off his shoes, and stared at the ceiling as he went over the events of the day. He had never dreamed it would turn out like this. As intriguing as this planet appeared, it wasn't Vegetasei, and already he was beginning to miss his home.
He sighed again as he thought of his long deceased clan, and his family. Sarrow and his three siblings were the terror of the clan when they were little. They were really close in ages (his sister Rasha was two years older than him, and the twin boys were one year younger than him), so they worked really well as a team, especially the twins. The funny thing was that his siblings' children had turned out to be the exact same as their parents. Sarrow smiled as he thought of all the things his nieces and nephews got into. They pulled the exact same stunts that he used to pull. Of course Rasha blamed Sarrow for giving the new generation the ideas. The kids loved to hear stories of their parents childhoods, and Sarrow was more than happy to tell them. It had been no secret that Sarrow adored his nieces and nephews; the secret was why he never seemed interested in finding a mate in order to have his own cubs.
Sarrow rolled over onto his stomach. He himself didn't know exactly why he never chose a mate. There had been plenty of females vying for his attention, and he had given a rare few a try; but none of them had really held his attention for more than one night. He just wasn't interested in any of them. He thought about the few that he had bothered to get to know, and then his thoughts went to one of the females he met today. A small smile appeared on his face as an image of Pan came to his mind. Strangely enough, that small teenager seemed to have gotten more of his attention in a few hours than the couple of women had gotten put together. Sarrow may not know all that much about Pan at that moment, but he did know she was something special, and he was determined to know more about this intriguing female.
He fell asleep with that last thought.
Pan flopped onto her bed and looked out the window. The recently restored moon shined brightly, almost full. She knew she would have to be careful now that she had a tail. She didn't want to transform accidently and cause any problems. Especially since she forgot to tell anyone about her new tail.
She looked down at the furry appendage, currently draped across the bed in the moon light. She allowed it to twitch lazily, and smiled. Pan liked her tail. Though it would be interesting to explain the appendage to any future boyfriends.
*Unless the boyfriend was already Saiyan,* her subconscious piped up.
An image of Sarrow appeared in her mind. Tall, only an inch or two shorter than Grampa Goku. Broad shoulders tapering down to lean stomach and hips, and long legs. Every bit of him that you could see was extremely well muscled, and the mild bulk of his chest under the armor gave hint that the part under it was just as well formed. His tail was thick and deep brown in color. His hair was a jet black mane of spikes that fell midway down his back, a few short spikes coming forward to frame his face but didn't hide it, with the exception of one obnoxious strand that stubbornly refused to stay out of his eyes. His slightly slanted eyes were so dark, you couldn't distinguish the pupil from the iris. His face was smooth, finely chiseled, yet held no sharp angles. And his smile was to die for! Perfectly shaped lips that suited his face exactly and looked extremely kissable.
Pan blushed at that image, vaguely aware of the excited twitching of her tail.
~Calm down!~ she told herself and her tail. ~I just met the guy. We don't even know if he's safe or not. Though...he does seem to be nicer than Vegeta. . . .~
Pan sighed and rolled onto her stomach, resting her head in her arms. ~How strange,~ she thought, ~I've never been THIS attracted to anybody since Trunks. But I still don't even know Sarrow!~
*Yet.* She blinked at that last thought, then shook her head and laughed lightly at herself and her school-girlish thoughts.
A knock sounded from her door.
"Come in," Pan called, as she rolled over and sat up.
"But we can't reach it," came a childish whine.
Pan chuckled, got up, and opened the door for her siblings. The twins smiled up at her adoringly.
Pan grinned down at them. "Yes?"
"Can you read us a night-night story?" Tempo asked.
"Pleeeeaaaase!?" Medley added.
Pan laughed again, "Of course. Let's go."
"Yay!" they responded exuberantly, and all but ran to their bedroom, dragging Pan along behind them.
Thirty minutes later Gohan peaked through the twins' bedroom door and smiled. All three had fallen asleep on Tempo's bed. Tempo was already under the covers curled up next to Pan, who was slouched in the middle with the forgotten book in her lap, and Medley was pressed up on Pan's other side with one arm draped across her sister's waist. Gohan slipped quietly into the room and folded back the covers on Medley's bed before picking her up and relocating her. After tucking her in he left to go ready Pan's bed for when he would bring her in. He came back shortly and gently scooped Pan up, failing to notice the silvery black tail that slipped from her waist. However as he was pulling the sheets up, he saw it twitch. Gohan looked at it in surprise then smiled slowly and finished tucking Pan in.
"Good night, my Silver Saiyan Princess," he whispered as he kissed her on her forehead. He gave one last look at his sleeping daughter as he smiled and turned off the light, before shutting the door behind him.
Sequence~*
The room was dark. Pan couldn't see much, but she didn't mind. Her attention was focused on the figure pressed intimately against her back. She didn't know who he was just yet, but she felt strangely relaxed and safe as his arms wrapped around her upper arms and chest. His head came down and she could feel his breath on her neck. Pan shivered as she felt his lips brush lightly across her sensitive skin as he spoke something to her in a language she didn't recognize. His tone, however, she did recognize; his voice was low and husky, seductive. She felt a tail wrap around her waist and felt hers wrap around his waist in response. He purred happily at this and nipped lightly at her ear lobe and neck. Pan tilted her head to the side to give him better access. She moaned softly as his fingers on one hand began to brush her sensitized nipple over her shirt and bra.
"Ra Cortre," he whispered seductively in her ear. He turned her around to face him and looked deep into her eyes. "Rame," he growled and kissed her roughly at first, then softened as his hands began to wander across her body.
Dream~*
Pan awoke with a jump just as his hands were beginning to work their way under her shirt. She felt a distinctive feeling of loss, but also surprise. The man in the dream was Sarrow, and she had understood what he'd said just before he kissed her.
"My Queen," his deep voice echoed in her mind. "Mine."
Taadaa! It took me forever to figure out what I wanted to do with this chapter. Anyways, please review and tell me what ya'll want to see as this story goes on, maybe that way any future writers blocks want last as long since I'll have something to work off of. Until next time, Mystic Rose.
Ok, thus far I've had two suggestions for me to use Brolli as my bad guy. I must admit I don't know all that much about Brolli, but I will keep that option open (Especially if someone would be nice enough to email me about some of his characteristics). At this point, I'm kinda thinking about bringing back several of the old enemies and letting them try to tag-team the Z-team. Sooo, I guess what I'm asking is: Who all do ya'll want me to bring back? I will admit I'm not totally sure I want to go in this direction, but if I get enough feed back from you guys, there is a VERY large chance that I will use it. Now, on with the story.
Sweet Dreams
It was just after 3:30 when Pan and her father got home. As soon as they stepped in the door, they were greeted by two exuberant 2-year-olds. Tempo leaped into his Papa's arms while Medley latched onto Pan's legs. Once they got their hugs they switched, Medley to Gohan's legs and Tempo to Pan's arms. Then, just as suddenly as they had appeared, they disappeared; running into the kitchen, announcing at the top of their lungs that Papa and Pan were home. Gohan and Pan looked at each other and smiled before following them.
Gohan sniffed the air as he stepped into the kitchen. "Mmmm, something smells delicious. What are you cooking, hun?" he asked as he nodded at his mother, and went up behind Videl to wrap his arms around her waist.
"Your dinner. It's a surprise. You'll see what it is when it's time to eat," she answered, continuing to stir whatever was in the pot before her.
He sighed, "Do I have to wait THAT long?"
"Yes, you do," she said with a smirk.
Gohan sighed again. "If I must," he said, pouting. He, then, kissed her on the cheek and went over to the kitchen table to give Chichi a proper greeting.
Pan smiled at the scene before greeting her mother and grandmother, each receiving a kiss on the cheek from her as well. Then she sat at the table, across from her siblings, and watched them color a vibrant picture together. Another smile came to her lips as Medley began to fuss at her brother for drawing on her side of the paper. He moved back over to his side and looked up at Pan.
"Draw?" he asked, holding out a blue crayon.
"Sure. Thank you," she said and took the crayon.
Tempo and Medley pushed the paper to the center of the table so that their sister could reach it, and all three leaned over the table to color.
"Knock, knock!" a call came from the front door.
"We're in the kitchen, Goku," Chichi called back.
Goku walked in with his usual grin. "Hey, guys!" he greeted cheerfully.
"GRAMPA!!!" the twins yelled and leaped into his arms.
He laughed as he caught them and gave each of them a squeeze before setting them back down in their seats. He went over to Chichi and leaned down to give her a hug and a kiss. Goku said hello to Videl, then sat down beside Pan to watch his grandchildren color their picture. Medley passed him an orange crayon after he sat down, so he began to color with them.
And so, evening descended peacefully on the tranquil family; with Videl and Chichi fixing a gargantuan dinner while they chit-chatted with Gohan and Goten, once he arrived; and with Goku, Pan, and the twins coloring several extravagant pictures.
Sarrow had been wandering aimlessly through Capsule Corp. since about an hour after the last of the Son's had left. That was about four hours ago, and he had gotten lost about 30 minutes into his plundering. But he didn't mind too much, he enjoyed going to new places and seeing what all they had to offer; and this gargantuan building had plenty to offer. So far he had found three libraries, two indoor gardens, four kitchens, one lab (all others were locked), two indoor pools, five living rooms/dens, one huge game/rec room, and numerous bedrooms and bathrooms, including those that were used by the Prince's family. He had just opened to door to another indoor garden and was about to go in to explore it when he heard Trunks calling his name. Sarrow stepped out of the doorway, shut the door, and waited for the young Prince to find him.
"Hey, Sarrow. I've been looking for you," Trunks said as he walked up to him.
"Oh?" Sarrow asked and raised an eyebrow.
Trunks smiled, "Yea, dinner was about an hour ago, and Mom thought you might have gotten lost since you didn't show. She sent me to find you because she knew you were probably hungry."
Sarrow grinned as he became aware of his empty stomach. "She was right," he answered. "I am. Thank you for coming after me, Prince."
Trunks just shrugged it off. "Any time, but you don't have to call me Prince."
"As you wish, Trunks. Now," Sarrow began, "which kitchen shall we use?"
"The one that already has food prepared in it. Come on," Trunks motioned for him to follow. "It's not too far from here, just down the steps."
Sarrow leaned back in his seat happily, having gorged himself to capacity. He patted his distended stomach and smiled. One thing was certain, he loved Earth food, or at least all that he had had thus far. Sarrow got up as the kitchen robot came to clear the table and left the kitchen to see if he could find his way back to his room.
None of the family had been in the kitchen when he and Trunks had arrived and Trunks had left Sarrow as soon as he had shown him there saying something about being late for a "date", whatever THAT was. Sarrow used his senses to find the other members of this interesting family. Vegeta was coming back inside through a window upstairs. Bulma was somewhere in the west side of the building, in one of the lower levels. He remembered having been told that the lower levels were labs for the Corporation itself, and that Bulma was the owner and one of the main inventors. ~She must be working,~ he decided. Bra was no where to be found inside the grounds. Sarrow wondered if she had one of those "dates", as well. He'd have to ask Bulma about it later.
As he looked around he realized he was already on the story that held the family's, and his own, bedrooms. Sarrow knew his was directly across from Vegeta's, and he was in his room, so it was extremely simple to find Sarrow's. When he opened the door, he smiled as he realized he was correct.
Sarrow sighed as he collapsed on the bed. He made himself comfortable on the bed, kicked off his shoes, and stared at the ceiling as he went over the events of the day. He had never dreamed it would turn out like this. As intriguing as this planet appeared, it wasn't Vegetasei, and already he was beginning to miss his home.
He sighed again as he thought of his long deceased clan, and his family. Sarrow and his three siblings were the terror of the clan when they were little. They were really close in ages (his sister Rasha was two years older than him, and the twin boys were one year younger than him), so they worked really well as a team, especially the twins. The funny thing was that his siblings' children had turned out to be the exact same as their parents. Sarrow smiled as he thought of all the things his nieces and nephews got into. They pulled the exact same stunts that he used to pull. Of course Rasha blamed Sarrow for giving the new generation the ideas. The kids loved to hear stories of their parents childhoods, and Sarrow was more than happy to tell them. It had been no secret that Sarrow adored his nieces and nephews; the secret was why he never seemed interested in finding a mate in order to have his own cubs.
Sarrow rolled over onto his stomach. He himself didn't know exactly why he never chose a mate. There had been plenty of females vying for his attention, and he had given a rare few a try; but none of them had really held his attention for more than one night. He just wasn't interested in any of them. He thought about the few that he had bothered to get to know, and then his thoughts went to one of the females he met today. A small smile appeared on his face as an image of Pan came to his mind. Strangely enough, that small teenager seemed to have gotten more of his attention in a few hours than the couple of women had gotten put together. Sarrow may not know all that much about Pan at that moment, but he did know she was something special, and he was determined to know more about this intriguing female.
He fell asleep with that last thought.
Pan flopped onto her bed and looked out the window. The recently restored moon shined brightly, almost full. She knew she would have to be careful now that she had a tail. She didn't want to transform accidently and cause any problems. Especially since she forgot to tell anyone about her new tail.
She looked down at the furry appendage, currently draped across the bed in the moon light. She allowed it to twitch lazily, and smiled. Pan liked her tail. Though it would be interesting to explain the appendage to any future boyfriends.
*Unless the boyfriend was already Saiyan,* her subconscious piped up.
An image of Sarrow appeared in her mind. Tall, only an inch or two shorter than Grampa Goku. Broad shoulders tapering down to lean stomach and hips, and long legs. Every bit of him that you could see was extremely well muscled, and the mild bulk of his chest under the armor gave hint that the part under it was just as well formed. His tail was thick and deep brown in color. His hair was a jet black mane of spikes that fell midway down his back, a few short spikes coming forward to frame his face but didn't hide it, with the exception of one obnoxious strand that stubbornly refused to stay out of his eyes. His slightly slanted eyes were so dark, you couldn't distinguish the pupil from the iris. His face was smooth, finely chiseled, yet held no sharp angles. And his smile was to die for! Perfectly shaped lips that suited his face exactly and looked extremely kissable.
Pan blushed at that image, vaguely aware of the excited twitching of her tail.
~Calm down!~ she told herself and her tail. ~I just met the guy. We don't even know if he's safe or not. Though...he does seem to be nicer than Vegeta. . . .~
Pan sighed and rolled onto her stomach, resting her head in her arms. ~How strange,~ she thought, ~I've never been THIS attracted to anybody since Trunks. But I still don't even know Sarrow!~
*Yet.* She blinked at that last thought, then shook her head and laughed lightly at herself and her school-girlish thoughts.
A knock sounded from her door.
"Come in," Pan called, as she rolled over and sat up.
"But we can't reach it," came a childish whine.
Pan chuckled, got up, and opened the door for her siblings. The twins smiled up at her adoringly.
Pan grinned down at them. "Yes?"
"Can you read us a night-night story?" Tempo asked.
"Pleeeeaaaase!?" Medley added.
Pan laughed again, "Of course. Let's go."
"Yay!" they responded exuberantly, and all but ran to their bedroom, dragging Pan along behind them.
Thirty minutes later Gohan peaked through the twins' bedroom door and smiled. All three had fallen asleep on Tempo's bed. Tempo was already under the covers curled up next to Pan, who was slouched in the middle with the forgotten book in her lap, and Medley was pressed up on Pan's other side with one arm draped across her sister's waist. Gohan slipped quietly into the room and folded back the covers on Medley's bed before picking her up and relocating her. After tucking her in he left to go ready Pan's bed for when he would bring her in. He came back shortly and gently scooped Pan up, failing to notice the silvery black tail that slipped from her waist. However as he was pulling the sheets up, he saw it twitch. Gohan looked at it in surprise then smiled slowly and finished tucking Pan in.
"Good night, my Silver Saiyan Princess," he whispered as he kissed her on her forehead. He gave one last look at his sleeping daughter as he smiled and turned off the light, before shutting the door behind him.
Sequence~*
The room was dark. Pan couldn't see much, but she didn't mind. Her attention was focused on the figure pressed intimately against her back. She didn't know who he was just yet, but she felt strangely relaxed and safe as his arms wrapped around her upper arms and chest. His head came down and she could feel his breath on her neck. Pan shivered as she felt his lips brush lightly across her sensitive skin as he spoke something to her in a language she didn't recognize. His tone, however, she did recognize; his voice was low and husky, seductive. She felt a tail wrap around her waist and felt hers wrap around his waist in response. He purred happily at this and nipped lightly at her ear lobe and neck. Pan tilted her head to the side to give him better access. She moaned softly as his fingers on one hand began to brush her sensitized nipple over her shirt and bra.
"Ra Cortre," he whispered seductively in her ear. He turned her around to face him and looked deep into her eyes. "Rame," he growled and kissed her roughly at first, then softened as his hands began to wander across her body.
Dream~*
Pan awoke with a jump just as his hands were beginning to work their way under her shirt. She felt a distinctive feeling of loss, but also surprise. The man in the dream was Sarrow, and she had understood what he'd said just before he kissed her.
"My Queen," his deep voice echoed in her mind. "Mine."
Taadaa! It took me forever to figure out what I wanted to do with this chapter. Anyways, please review and tell me what ya'll want to see as this story goes on, maybe that way any future writers blocks want last as long since I'll have something to work off of. Until next time, Mystic Rose.