Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Love's Complications ❯ A New Student ( Chapter 1 )

A New Student

 

It was early in the morning and Pan could feel the heat from sun on her face as it shone through the window into her second storey bedroom. She could hear the birds singing their beautiful morning song. The world was waking up another day.

 

Pan slowly walked down the stairs rubbing her eyes trying desperately to rouse herself. She let a huge silent yawn as her body made one last attempt to go back to bed and continue to slumber. She suddenly saw her father standing at the bottom of the stairs, in his suit with his briefcase hanging lazily in his grip by his side. He must have been talking to her mother who she knew had to be in the kitchen sending her farewell before he left, not to return until long after the sun had left us.

 

Pan rushed down the stairs two steps at a time, suddenly wide awake. He must have heard that fifth stair creak as it always does as he turned around and smiled warmly at his daughter. Pan quickly closed the distance between them.

 

"Daddy, where are you going?" Pan asked her father while she pulled on the leg of his trousers. Gohan turned around and look down at his daughter who was fighting desperately for his attention. He picked her up quickly and held her under her arms in front of him. Pan giggled and smiled innocently at her father. She was only four and yet she had complete control over her father.

"Pan honey, I'm going to Capsule Corp," Gohan told her matter-of-factly. Pan's grin widened tenfold at the mention of Capsule Corp. She started squirming around in excitement. "I wanna come, I wanna come!" She started a continuous childish chorus. Gohan sighed defeated, he knew there was no point arguing. She would just start crying and Videl would get angry. Better to just agree.

"Okay, okay, you can come," Gohan told her defeated. Pan immediately stopped her whining and smiled widely in triumphant. She jumped out of his arms and ran out of sight. Gohan watched her confused. She ran up the stairs as quickly as she could and ran back into her room.

 

She immediately started pulling clothes out of her drawers and upon finding her favourite dress roughly pulled it free. She then began to struggle to get her tiny head and arms to fit into their appropriate holes. Next she pulled on her socks and grabbed her shoes from the closet. Finally she picked up her favorite doll off the bed and ran back down to Gohan. She stood in front of him and looked up and him smiling even more satisfied with how quickly she managed to get herself ready without any help, despite the fact she could hardly breathe from over exertion.

 

“Ready," she announced. Gohan struggled not to laugh, and managed to smile down at her before getting down on his knees. He took Pan's red bow and fixed it neatly in her hair before straightening up her dress and tying the sash at the back. Finally he got her to sit down as he slipped her shiny red shoes onto her feet and buckled them securely. Once he thought Pan was presentable he picked her up and stood her on her feet, before he got back to his feet.

“Pan Princess, why are you bringing your doll?" Gohan inquired after noticing it propped under her arm. Pan looked up at her father confused as if he was stupid. Gohan was taken aback.

"I'm going to play with Trunks and Goten," Pan told him as if pointing out the obvious. Gohan quickly placed his hand over his mouth to stifle his laughter. She looked up at him puzzled with her hands on her hips.

 

"What?!" Pan asked in frustration.

“Pan, I don't think that the boys want to play with dolls," Gohan told her. Pan's face fell immediately. Gohan kneeled down on one knee so that he could be at her level. He lifted her chin with finger so he could see into her sad eyes. "They are too busy training, Pan," Gohan continued. Pan nodded as if she understood, but inside she was screaming with confusion and anger.

"Well let's go then," Gohan stood up cheerfully. Pan nodded and sniffed. Gohan bent down and lifted Pan into his arms and held her close to his chest. Pan did the same with her dolly. She still wanted to take it with her, despite what her father told her.

“Bye Mummy!” Pan yelled from her father's arms, as she began to cheer up. Videl yelled her farewell from the kitchen. Gohan opened the door and looked up into the sky. The white clouds were passing slowly over the sun and it cast a shadow over them. Gohan sighed almost silently to himself before taking off and passing the clouds until they hung below them.

Gohan held her closer to him still as he sped up toward the Capsule Corp Compound. He had to do some extra work for Bulma over the weekend. He was an important member of her engineering team. He was the chief engineer in charge of new projects. He was a high position manager of sorts who only answered to Bulma and her father before he passed away. They were about to a have a huge breakthrough and they could feel it. Bulma and Gohan were very alike in their commitment to their jobs, and so in feeling so close to a solution in this new project they wanted to continue until it was solved. If that meant working in the weekend, neither one would refuse to give up their spare time.

Finally they touched down and Gohan carefully placed his daughter on the damp grass. Pan giggled as she looked at her hair. Flying at high speeds was not a good idea if you wanted to keep your hair neat. The wind has caused knots and debris to stick in random places.

 

"Oh come here," Gohan laughed as well as he tried to fix her hair, by pulling out the twigs and leaves. Pan kept hitting her father's hand away in annoyance as he pulled her hair. Finally he believed that she was presentable and stood back up. Pan was playing with her doll's hair in the manner and stopped as well.

Pan looked up at Gohan smiling wide as she grabbed his hand so they could walk in together. Gohan had to lean down to hold her hand as he was a very tall young man. Pan skipped happily at his side until they made it inside the Brief's home. They both heard quick steps getting closer and closer until she appeared around the corner.

 

“Hey Bulma," Gohan said cheerfully as he looked at a very stressed out Bulma. "I guess I am really needed then," Gohan added up the situation. Bulma just sighed loudly and nodded.

"Gohan, thank kami you're here. Come on," Bulma burst out as she grabbed his hand and lead him away quickly. Gohan was pulled free of Pan's grip. Pan blinked a few times in bewilderment as she was left standing alone in the kitchen. Eventually curiosity set in and she began to walk around the kitchen and then moved on into the lounge.



Pan spun around suddenly after she heard a huge noise. With her dolly held close she walked to the entrance-way and opened the door. She stepped outside and began to run in an attempt to find the source of the very loud noise. Most young children would be afraid of such a thing, but Pan was a very stubborn and curious little girl. After a few minutes of running she slowed to a walk in an effort to not be noticed. Finally she saw Trunks and Goten and they were playing. Pan ran toward them excited, because she wanted to play too. However they were not playing, only in her eyes in was.

“Stop, Goten!" Trunks yelled suddenly at the top of his lungs. Goten came to an immediate halt midair when he heard Trunks call out. He looked down and saw Pan standing below him on the grass. Goten returned to the ground as Trunks reached the ground as well and ran over to them both.

“Pan, what were you doing?!" Trunks yelled angrily at the young girl. He and Goten were teenagers now, and they both saw Pan as an annoying obligation that got in the way of their training. They were both occasional babysitters, and it was a chore they both not fans of. Pan sniffed as she fought back her tears, after Trunks' angry burst.

“I just wanted to play too, Trunks!" She yelled back upset, but she was really confused. Trunks looked at Goten as if was his fault that she was here because they were related. Goten just shrugged before Trunks' eyes returned back to the distraction.

“Pan we weren't playing. We were training," Trunks explained to her. Pan looked even more confused now. Which made Trunks sigh; he wanted to get back to training.

“What's training," Pan suddenly asked after she had thought about. Trunks just looked at her as if she was stupid.

“It doesn't matter, you're too young to understand," Trunks pointed out to her. Pan's tears began to reappear as Trunks sighed again. He was always getting told off for upsetting Pan.

“Are you hungry, Pan? Trunks asked her to change the subject, and an attempt to get rid of her.

“No," Pan sniffed. Trunks looked at Goten and smiled as he raised his power level. Goten got the idea and raised his level as well. Pan was too young to read power levels; she didn't even know what a power level was.

Trunks and Goten shot up into the sky and looked down at Pan. “Hey, that's not fair!" Pan screamed loudly. “I want to play!" She yelled again.

“You can't, you're too young, Pan. Go and play with your dolly," Trunks laughed before launching an attack at Goten. The two boys were laughing stupidly as they continued to spar. Pan couldn't reach them up in the sky, and after a few seconds she couldn't even see them as they were moving too fast for her eyes to see.

Eventually Pan walked off crying as she held her doll extremely close for her own comfort. She walked back to the house alone watching her shoes shine in the early morning sunlight. She went inside and made her way back to the kitchen and sat down at the table. After awhile she became bored with being alone and she decided to look around again.

She crept up the stairs as quiet as a mouse and tip toed down the corridor. Pan was busy looking at the pattern on the roof as she bumped into something hard in her path. Pan looked down frightened that she had done something wrong or broken something.

“What the hell, Gohan's brat," Vegeta spoke to himself. Some tiny giggling interrupted his thoughts.

“You said a naughty word," Pan laughed. Vegeta hmphed and looked down at the tiny girl. If he engaged her in conversation now he would never get rid of her, and Bulma would probably make him watch the girl for the rest of day, and that meant restricted training time.

“I know lots of naughty words," Vegeta smirked as he told her, before attempting to push passed her. Pan giggled even louder now. Vegeta couldn't help but smile down at her. He stopped in his tracks as he had been roped in by her innocent charm.

“What are you doing here, brat?" Vegeta asked her finally. Pan was still giggling and Vegeta got annoyed. He growled low in his throat and Pan shut up immediately. She knew not to make the angry man mad. Her father had always told her to leave the angry man alone.

“Daddy's working, so I came to play with Trunks and Goten," Pan said quietly. Vegeta looked down at the tiny confused girl. Stupid thing actually thought his son would play with her. Trunks was probably outside training right this minute, which is what he should be doing.

“Well why aren't you playing with them?" Vegeta asked frustrated as he began to walk away from her in attempt to get away and train in the Gravity Room. He heard the tiny footsteps behind him and cursed under his breath. He hadn't planned on her following him.

"They said they are training and that I can't because I'm too young and because I don't understand and then Trunks said I should just play with my doll and then he laughed and then they started fighting in the air and then..." Pan told Vegeta before he cut her off.

“Stop it!" He roared in anger. Pan sniffed quietly before she started to cry. Vegeta softened a bit as he looked down at the upset child. “Stop crying, brat," He told her a little less angry. Pan slowly stopped. Vegeta grabbed her doll from her and held it just out of her reach.

“Why aren't you playing with your doll then?" Vegeta smirked evilly as she jumped up and down trying to get the doll from him. Pan was getting very angry as he dangled the doll in front of her. Suddenly he felt a very small rise in her power level, even though her original power was extremely weak. Vegeta looked down at the girl surprised as an idea began to formulate in his mind; an idea that he should not be having; a thought in his minds eye that he should not have listened to.

“If you want it then you will have to hit me," Vegeta laughed. This was his test. Pan stopped jumping and looked at Vegeta confused. “Go on, hit me, brat," Vegeta pushed her further. “As hard as you can”.

”I'm not allowed to hit people,” Pan told him.

 

“And why not?” Vegeta goaded her.

 

“Because it's naughty,” Pan answered.

“Who told you that?” Vegeta pushed her further. Pan looked away from Vegeta. She was feeling intimidated. She began to play nervously with her hands. “Well?”

 

“Daddy and Mummy,” Pan looked at the wall now.

 

“Is that so?” Vegeta spoke really only to himself. Pan nodded silently as he watched her carefully. “Well it's not naughty if I asked you hit me?” Vegeta goaded her further.

”No,” she answered him politely.

 

“Well I'm asking you to hit me,” Vegeta pushed the subject.

 

“Okay,” she spoke very quietly. She knew she was doing something wrong, but she couldn't help it. He was forcing her to this naughty thing, so it wasn't her fault. She suddenly became angry.

 

Pan formed a fist, a sort of sloppy fist and swung it at Vegeta. She connected with his body as her doll fell to the ground. Vegeta also fell down to his knees as small tears began to form at the sides of his eyes. Pan grabbed her doll and hugged it tightly to her.

“Umm," Pan said quietly as she looked at the fallen man beside her. Vegeta raised himself up and sat back down leaning against the wall. Pan began to giggle. Vegeta was in excruciating pain. Pan had hit him in the one place where any man should not be hit. Vegeta was cursing under his breath in pain. He was furious. But she had not done it on purpose, it was just that she was a small girl and there weren't many places within her reach to punch.

Vegeta looked up slowly at the young child who was giggling. “Stop it!" Vegeta yelled in humiliation. If anyone came down this hallway he would never hear the end of this. Pan sniffed as she was about start crying again. Vegeta sighed frustrated again. “Never hit a man there, brat," Vegeta told her as he struggled to get to his feet. He began to walk or limp toward the stairs as Pan watched. She ran to catch up with him and slipped her hand into his. Vegeta looked down in shock. He did not release his hand, he remained holding hers.

The two of them walked down the stairs and through the kitchen and finally through the entrance way. They stepped out onto the lawn and walked around the building. Vegeta was walking toward the gravity machine, but Pan did not know this.
"Where are we going?" Pan asked sweetly. Vegeta looked down at her a little less annoyed.

“I'm going to train, brat," Vegeta snorted down at her. Pan stopped and tugged Vegeta to stop as well. Vegeta looked down at her and frowned. “Can I train too?" Pan excited. Vegeta sighed, but something changed in his composure and he softened. Although it was a lucky shot earlier, she did have some force behind that punch. But he had been told by Gohan that Pan was never going to be trained, and that she was destined to be a normal girl and live a normal life away from training, fighting and pain. Vegeta spoke Gohan's voice out of his mind. He looked down at the fragile girl and almost smiled.

“Sure," Vegeta told her.