Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Katana ❯ Chapter 11

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

"Marron, I'm really sorry." he tried to comfort her, but he didn't know how.

"I don't need your pity, Goten." Marron told him.

"Pity? You think, I'm pitying you? I'm not, if anything, I'm sympathizing with you." Goten kneeled down in front of her.

Marron looked at him. "Sympathizing? How so?"

"I just found out, that my girlfriend is cheating on me with my best friend Uub." Goten confessed.

"What? Bra is cheating on you?" Goten nodded.

Marron closed her eyes. "I'm really sorry. Goten, I wouldn't think Bra would do that. I have known her for years."

"Well, I found her and Uub in a very compromising situation." Goten exclaimed.

"Now it looks like we are both single." Marron sighed, as more tears came. Goten wiped them away with his sleeve.

"You know something? Bra and Trunks Briefs don't deserve to be cried over, now let’s dry our tears and show them that we can be more mature than them." Goten smiled, Marron tried to smile back.

"You know something funny?" Marron laughed.

"What?"

"I thought he would ask me to marry him." She said.

"Oh, look Trunks Briefs is a jerk. If he can't see what a beautiful woman he's giving up, then he is an idiot."

Marron laughed as Goten tried to cheer her up.


/Pan's room/

"Trunks, what are you doing here?" Pan asked yawning.

"I was just watching you sleep." Trunks said, "You hungry?"

"Famished."

"I'll have Marron prepare some soup for you." Trunks said. He then turned around. "Anything else you want." Pan shook her head as she watched Trunks leave.

Pan looked down at her stomach, 'I can't believe that I'm pregnant.' She thought as she put a pillow under her shirt so she could see what she would look like pregnant.

Pan sighed as she looked at profile in the mirror. She whimpered a bit, "I'm gonna be a house." She sighed as she removed the pillow. She decided that while Trunks was downstairs getting her some food, she would take a hot shower.

She pulled out some clean clothes and undergarments from the armoire. Trunks had bought her all new clothes or rather had Bra buy her all new clothes. Pan pulled out the clothes. She looked at the shirt that was a size extra small and the skirt with a 23 inch waist, “Not gonna be that for long. Might as well wear these clothes when I can cuz’ won't be able to do it much longer.” She went into the bathroom and turned on the hot water. She stripped down and got into it.

"Oh, that feels so good." She sighed as she let the hot water run down her body. She picked up the soap and lathered it all over her body. She then picked up the shampoo and lathered a palm full into her raven black hair. She then again stood under the shower as she let the water rinse her off. She turned off the water, stepped out of the shower, pulled on some undergarments: panties, bra, stockings, and slip. She then put on the skirt which was a beige colored skirt that went to the knee and had a slit up the side. Then she put on a white silk shirt and a beige jacket that matched the skirt. She had to admit, Bra sure had a taste for fashion, she would have never picked this out for herself.

She looked at herself in the full length mirror. "Not bad, I actually look like I belong here."

"You do belong here Pan." Trunks replied as he walked through the door carrying a tray of food.

" Yeah. You know what I mean."

"No, I don't. Would you care to collaborate?" Trunks smiled.

"Well, you see Trunks, while I was in the shower, something dawned on me. Neither one of us is married-"

"-wonderful observation, Pan." Trunks cut in.

"Trunks,"

"Sorry continue."

"Well, as I was saying before I was rudely interrupted...." She took a deep breath to continue, "Alright, now anyways, we are not married, I'm pregnant, Trunks you are the wealthiest man in the world. Surely the news of my pregnancy will get out, than the news that we aren't married will get out. It will be one of the biggest scandals, the news, media and associated press will eat this story for breakfast, lunch, dinner and even a midnight snack." Pan explained.

Trunks creased his brow, "What exactly are you getting at Pan?"

"Well to avoid any form of bad press or badgering news reporters and even, the flack from the immediate public, I say we forget about what I said the other day and just get married."

"Married? You want to get married?" Trunks stood there dumbfounded,

"Yes, so what do you say? Trunks want to take the plunge?" Pan smiled.

Trunks got up, "Will you excuse me for a moment Pan?" Pan nodded, Trunks went out into the hall, and entered his own bedroom.

/Trunks Bedroom/

Marriage, was that what he wanted? Did he want to get married? Sure, he was in love with Pan, but did he want to marry her? It would make a family, a home for his child, but did he love her enough to want to get married? The answer was yeah he did, but was that what she wanted?

/Living quarters/

Trunks got up and went downstairs. He entered the living room and saw Goten sitting on the sofa. "Goten?”

Goten shot up, "I'm sorry, Mr. Briefs. I'll get back to work." Goten was about to leave, when Trunks gestured for him to sit back down.

"Stay and please call be Trunks. I mean we are practically related." He said.

"Oh, how so?" Goten said

"She's carrying my child and she asked me to marry her."

Goten coughed in shock, "What? She asked you to marry her?"

Trunks nodded. "Yeah,"

"What do you plan on doing? Do you want to marry her?"

"Yeah, I want to marry her, but does she really want to marry me?"

"What do you mean?"

"She gave a good argument about the press and how they will turn this into the most scandalous story in United States history. Can't you hear the headlines now, Goten?" Trunks made a fist and held up to his mouth and said in a deep announcers voice, "Trunks Briefs, the CEO of Capsule, is shacking up with his unwed and pregnant horse trainer, who's name is unavailable at the moment, more on this tantalizing and scandalous affair later on the Six O'clock news." Goten laughed.

"Well, I don't think she would want to get married just because of that." Goten said.

"What do you mean?"

"Look, I know my niece. I grew up with the kid. She has never been in a serious relationship. She never had anyone before you."

"I know, but does she love me?"

"She loves you."

"How, do you know?"

"As I said, I grew up with her and I never have seen her smile so wide or have her eyes seem so bright. The girl is madly in love with you. She just doesn't know how to show it."

"You really think she loves me?" Trunks asked.

Goten smiled, "Yeah, I do. I’ve never seen her this way."

"Alright, but I have to ask you a question."

"Shoot, what is it?"

"Well since you are the closest relative to Pan, that I know, do I have your permission to marry your niece?"

"Yeah, you do." Goten smiled. "Look Trunks, I don't think I could find a better man for my niece. Just keep her safe."

"I should say the same thing about you and my sister."

Goten's eyes dropped.

"Did I say something wrong?"

"No, it's just that I don't know whether I should tell you this."

"Tell me what?"

"I found Bra and Uub together-"

Trunks was confused, "-yeah so."

"-in a very compromising situation."

"Are you insisting that my sister is cheating on you?"

"Yeah, I am. I'm sorry."

"Don't be."

"Huh?"

"Look, I love my sister and all. I mean, she is smart in some subjects, but when it comes to love, she is what one would call a floozy. She can't keep a serious relationship without getting bored."

"I loved her, Trunks. I thought she loved me."

"Does she know, you know?"

"No."

"What do you plan on doing?"

"Well, I'm seeing her tonight. I'm going to break it off."

"Good for you, what comes after that?"

"Well, would you mind if I asked Marron Chan out?"

Trunks laughed. "Mind? Why would I mind? I think it would be great."

"You wouldn't get mad that I'm dating your ex?"

"No, I think it would be just the thing Marron needs to forget about me."

"Now that we have that all settled, what do you say we go and tell our significant others our life altering decisions?”

"Yeah, I have to go and pick up Bra anyways. Good luck with my niece."

"Yeah, good luck to you too with both Bra and Marron."

Goten smiled.


/Upstairs/

Trunks walked back upstairs. He entered his bedroom, walked over to a man’s jewelry case on his dresser. He opened the bottom drawer and pulled out a small velvet box. He opened it. Inside was a ring that had a pearl setting and nine 1 carat diamonds encircling it. He smiled as he put it in his pocket and retreated to Pan's room.

He knocked on Pan's door. "Pan?"

"Yeah," Pan called from inside.

"Can I come in?"

"Yeah,"

Trunks opened the door. "So, you decided."

Trunks went up to her and kneeled down, as she took out the box. He opened the box to reveal the ring, which caused her to gasp. "Pan, I realize that I do love you and wouldn't mind marrying and living out the rest of my days with you. Will you do me the honors of accepting my acceptance?" Trunks smiled. Pan nodded. He slid the ring on her finger.

"It's so beautiful."

"It was my great-great-great-grandmother’s wedding ring. It has been past down to the oldest child of the family to give to his spouse or wear for herself, like my mother did."

"I love it, thank you."

Trunks kissed her passionately on the lips. He lifted her up and laid on the bed where he made love to her.

"Trunks make love to me now." Pan commanded.

"Pan, you sure?"

"Yeah, " she said kissing down his neck. She unbuttoned his shirt and ran her hands against his broad chest. She pulled him into another kiss, "I want you Trunks." She laughed through the kiss, as she tried to unbutton his pants.

Trunks slipped a hand down her pants and rubbed her vagina. "Trunks," Pan smiled as she grabbed him and stroked him. Trunks could feel that he was getting hard. Pan also felt it and smirked.

"Trunks?"

"Pan?" The two then erupted into a fury of passionate kisses. After a few minutes of foreplay, Pan was riding Trunks, like there was no tomorrow. "Trunks, oh god!This feels so good,” she said as she moved up and down on his hardened penis. Trunks then turned both of them over and started thrusting.

"Trunks, faster please." Trunks looked down and smiled at the request Pan was giving. He proceeded to go faster.

After fifteen minutes of thrusting against each other, Pan and Trunks had both come at a fiery explosion.

Trunks collapsed onto Pan. He pulled out and fell to the side of her where he succumbed to a deep sleep.

"I love you Pan."

"I love you, Trunks. Uhm, Trunks."

"Yeah,"

"Have you told Marron, we are getting married?"

Trunks shot up. "You want her to know?"

"Yeah, Trunks if I'm going to be Mrs. Briefs, she is going to have to know. So, will you tell her?"

Trunks kissed Pan on the nose. "I'll tell her in the morning. Right now, I'm too tired." Pan smiled as her and Trunks fell asleep.

/Downstairs./

Marron had just finished her shift and was about to retire to her quarters, when the doorbell rang. "Who could that be?" She opened the door up, to reveal. "It's you."


Who is at the door?