Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Love's Complications ❯ A New Ki ( Chapter 3 )

A New Ki

 

This is hard, Pan whined to herself. She was furiously punching and kicking the air, but she was beginning to grow tired. The weights on her wrists and ankles were making her moves sluggish as the pressure they put on her joints was just too much to bear. Gradually small droplets of moisture began to form at her hairline. Finally they dropped and ran down her forehead. She wiped at them with the back of her hand and got back to her exercises.

After a few minutes passed, it happened again and she wiped it away as before. When it happened a third time she growled impatiently. She sat down on the grass and just panted for air. She had overheated and was dehydrated. Finally she struggled to her feet and sighed. She looked from left to right for a sprinkler or a hose, but there were none in sight. She decided to go to the house for a drink instead. She walked slowly all the while continually wiping the annoying sweat from her brow.

Upon reaching the huge house, she found that it was empty. There was no one to be seen and no one to be heard. Not even Bunny who was usually always in there to squeal and hug Pan tightly. She sighed in relief at that fact. Pan always thought Bulma was cool. She was a role model who was beautiful and smart. What Pan could not understand was how Bunny could be Bulma's mother. That elderly woman was annoying and stupid, and smelled musty.

Pan sighed in frustration as she looked up at the cupboards that were located far above her head. She stopped and thought about what she should do next. She wished now that perhaps Bunny was here. At least then she would be able to get a drink. She quickly shook her head, nothing could make her want Bunny be here. I wish I could fly like Trunks and Goten, she thought to herself, at least then I could reach the cupboard.

She sighed again as she turned around. She looked at the six chairs that surrounded the circular table. She walked over to the closest chair and pulled it toward the cupboards as it scrapped across the linoleum floor. Pan climbed up onto the chair and stood on the tips of her toes to reach the cupboard handle. Her movements were labored due to the weights on her wrists as she fumbled around blind for a glass.

Pan carefully got off the chair so that she wouldn't break the glass and she placed the glass on the floor at a safe distance away. After she was satisfied of the glass's safety she dragged the chair over to the sink. Once the chair was in position she ran over to the glass in the far corner, picked it up and returned to the chair. Carefully and slowly she stood on the chair and pulled on the tap. The cold, sparkly liquid filled the glass as her eyes lit up with excitement. The moving of the chair had made her more exhausted than she was before. Finally after returning the chair to its' rightful spot at the table, she decided to return outside.

Once Pan was standing in the spot where she had been training she began to hungrily devour the glass of water. She gasped for breath when she stopped and the whole glass of water had vanished. She licked her lips as she smiled in satisfaction. She placed the glass a few yards away and began to train again.

Vegeta was training heavily in the Gravity Machine at 600 times Earth's normal gravity. He had clumsily destroyed the training bots in frustration, so he had to train alone. His mind just wasn't on training today and this added to his frustration. He was thinking about Pan and her training. He realized that he could make her as strong as Trunks and Goten, maybe even more, and this excited him, but he was getting ahead of himself. Perhaps I should have stayed with her, he thought. Vegeta growled angrily as he shook the thought from his mind. Growing impatient with himself he decided to increase the gravity to 625.

After a few minutes he recognized that there was no point in trying to put Pan out of his mind. He went to the Gravity Machine controls and turned it off. The whole room shook with the pressure being released. Finally all of the commotion had ceased and he sighed in defeat.

The sweat was pouring off him, running down his naked torso and finally dripping to the metal floor. He walked over to the cupboard and pulled out a fresh, fluffy white towel and mopped the sweat from his body before wrapping it around his shoulders. He then walked slowly toward the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water. He downed half the bottle before he suddenly stopped. He quickly whipped his head around and stared at the door. He took a few steps toward it and he could still sense it. He couldn't believe it.

He felt a small ki; it was clearly a lot higher than any human's was. However it was very weak compared with Trunks and Goten. He suddenly realized. It was Pan. She had a power level that could quite easily be felt. Vegeta checked the time on the gravity machine. It had been four hours since he had left her. He estimated that her power level was about 100, which was a feat indeed. Quickly he grabbed another bottle of water from the fridge and walked outside all the while smirking to himself.

Trunks and Goten were fiercely training outside as before. Both boys were fighting in Super Saiyan, and both were soaked in their own perspiration. Goten came flying at Trunks as he just waited for the attack patiently. Trunks was quite a bit stronger than Goten now. He had Vegeta to train him, but Goten had only Trunks. Goten had no one else. His mother, his first trainer, was too weak and old for his onslaughts now. Goku was too busy training his new apprentice Ubuu and Gohan had his new family and his job and was therefore was too busy to even keep himself in shape, so Goten was alone.

"Stop!" Trunks yelled suddenly. Goten stopped mid air and froze in place.

"What?" Goten asked curiously. Trunks was never scared of his attacks, so he couldn't understand why he had to stop. Goten relaxed his body and just floated in the air.

"Can't you feel that, man?" Trunks asked his best friend. Goten went still and concentrated on what his friend was talking about.

"Who is that?" Goten asked surprised and slightly excited, as he turned his head this way and that trying to find someone, he could tell they were close. “No human could be that strong,” Goten pointed out the obvious.

"You're right. Well hey it seems to be close by," Trunks told him. Goten nodded.

"It's only us and Dad out here, oh and Pan," Trunks listed off who was present.

"Pan!!" They both yelled together in utter surprise.

"Wow she has a power level!" Goten said proudly as he smiled wide. Trunks just looked at his friend.

“No way, she is just a baby, it's not possible," Trunks said annoyed. He refused to believe it.

”She's four," Goten said, angry that Trunks had insulted his family.

"Whatever," Trunks shrugged uninterested in being corrected. "Well let's go check it out," he quickly said to change the subject. Goten gave Trunks an angry look, but then nodded as they took off toward the new ki.

Both of the young warriors were extremely interested in this new power. Maybe it was someone who could train with them down the line. It could possibly be an enemy in the future if looked at the situation both ways. It could be good or bad. Either way Trunks and Goten raced each other in an attempt to solve the mystery first.

 

“Pan! It is you," Trunks yelled in surprise from where he was in the air above her. Pan looked up immediately. "What are you doing?" He asked curiously, although he knew the answer, he was just confused. Pan continued to look up and she was exhausted from what he could tell. Goten was just speechless, as he caught up.

“Go away, Trunks," Pan moaned frustrated and embarrassed. She had to stop her training when Trunks touched down in front of her.

“Are you training, Panny?" Trunks teased her cruelly, as he jokingly shoved Goten beside him. Goten laughed along with his friend, because it was just too funny for both of them.

“Go away!" Pan wailed angrily. She was about to start crying, but she fought against her tears.

“Why should we?" Trunks laughed as he folded his arms across his chest Vegeta-style. Pan sighed in frustration. Goten picked up some of the heavier weights from the ground and began to juggle with them. Pan was getting furious as her face began to colour red.

“That's mine," Trunks said as he pulled meanly at Pan's sash.

“Don't!" She wailed loudly as she pulled away from him. Suddenly Trunks was lying on his back several yards away from where he had been standing. Goten was the same a second later.

“What was that for!?" Trunks yelled in protest as he rubbed the back of his head to alleviate the pain.

“Leave her alone, boy," Vegeta said seriously. Trunks and Goten stood up and stood there silently.

"Sensei!" Pan shrieked happily. Vegeta looked down at Pan and couldn't help but smirk proudly. She was all dirty and sweaty, proving that she had been training hard. He threw her the bottle of water as she fumbled to catch it. Vegeta then walked over to her and looked at her again.

“Give me your arms," He told her. She set down the bottle and held out her arms obediently. Vegeta removed the weights from her wrists as she rubbed them in relief.

"Sit," he commanded simply. Pan obeyed. Vegeta took off her ankle weights as she noisily drank from her bottle.

“Stand up," Vegeta spoke. Pan obeyed again like a good student. He took the bottle from her and looked at her carefully.

“Do your exercises for me," Vegeta instructed. Pan obeyed. All three males watched carefully. Her ki with out the weights was about 200.

“No way!" Trunks said loudly. He refused to believe that such a small girl had a ki such as this, despite the obvious fact he seemed to be overlooking, that she was a Saiyan.

“Shut up, boy" Vegeta growled at his son. Trunks just looked at his father in disbelief. Vegeta glared evilly at him, as he finally got the message.

“So you're training her?" Goten asked Vegeta respectfully. He looked at his enemy's son slowly and nodded silently.

“What!?" Trunks yelled as he ran to his father. “What about me?!" Trunks asked jealously. Vegeta looked at his son for a moment.

"You longer need my training," Vegeta told his son simply. “You can use the gravity machine, and you have Kakkorot's brat here," he finished as he returned his eyes back to Pan doing her work.

“Father," Trunks began to argue further. Vegeta whipped his eyes back to Trunks roughly.

“Do not argue with me, Trunks," He warned. Vegeta never called his son by his name, that was unless he was extremely angry with him.

Pan stopped what she was doing and looked at the father and son fighting. She looked at Vegeta thoughtfully. Finally she walked over and pulled on his trouser leg for attention.

“What!?" He growled meanly. Pan immediately began to well up with tears as she sniffed.

“Sorry," Vegeta told her more calmly. Pan wiped her tears away and tried to smile. Trunks and Goten just watched the scene in disbelief. They were stunned. Vegeta never showed affection toward anyone. Everyone knew that he loved Bulma, but no one actually ever saw them together really. Trunks didn't even get affection from his father. He knew that he was proud of him, but that was the limit in Trunks's eyes. Now he had to watch his father take care of Pan. A mere weak female, who wasn't his daughter, not even family. In fact she was the grand daughter of his rival. He growled angrily in jealousy.

“Come on, Goten," Trunks told his friend. Goten looked sadly at his friend and nodded. Goten wanted to watch his niece practice some more. He knew that Trunks was jealous, but it was cool that Pan was getting strong. He didn't think Pan would ever get trained. Gohan must have changed his mind, he thought to himself. Both boys suddenly took off into the sky to continue their own training. Vegeta watched the boys leave before returning his glance back to his student.

“Put out your arms," Vegeta told her before lacing heavier weights on her wrists. After she sat down, he placed heavier weights on her ankles as well. When Pan stood up she stumbled clumsily. Vegeta grabbed her shoulders to steady her before letting go immediately.

“I want you to run around the compound six times for a warm up. You have to get balance," he told her. Pan nodded before taking off. Vegeta smirked to himself.

After a quarter of an hour she returned breathless. She took a large drink from her bottle and then stood in front of Vegeta who was sitting under a tree in the shade.

“Sensei, umm..." Pan trailed off. Vegeta opened one eye and looked at the child.

“Out with it," Vegeta said a little testy. He had been meditating. Pan fumbled with her sash nervously.

"Well?" Vegeta questioned a little easier.

“I want to fly," Pan burst out quickly. Vegeta immediately opened both eyes. He looked at her silently.

“Well..." Vegeta started. Pan smiled brightly as he looked at her curiously. “Not yet," he told her simply. Pan's smile vanished immediately.

“But I will teach you," Vegeta then eventually continued. Pan's smile returned and he sighed in relief.

“Thank you, Sensei," Pan bowed politely.

“Continue your training," Vegeta told her as he leaned back against the tree. He watched her for a few minutes until he started to doze in the heat.