Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Love's Complications ❯ Birthday Party ( Chapter 9 )

Birthday Party

 

Several years have passed now, and Pan is now about to turn twenty. She has been busy with her training with Vegeta, and she occasionally trains with her father. She is a beautiful teenager with long black hair and deep black eyes. Due to her training she is very toned. She is extremely strong, in fact stronger than Goten and Trunks. This only makes Vegeta more proud of his student.
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"I'm going now!" Pan yelled as she walked toward the front door. She placed a stray hair behind her ear as she looked in the mirror over the table in the entranceway. She sighed to herself. She wished that she looked older. She was almost twenty, and yet she looked many years younger. People also treated her like a child.

"Wait! Wait!" A voice yelled from the kitchen. Videl ran out of the kitchen somewhat out of breath. Pan turned quickly in shock.

"What is it?" Pan asked concerned as she walked toward her mother.

"Nothing really, just about your birthday," she started. Pan lifted an eyebrow at the statement as she became intrigued. Pan nodded. "Well Bulma and I have been talking, and we are going to throw you a huge formal party at her place," Videl told her happily.

"Great," Pan sighed unenthused. Videl sighed. She had thought that it would make Pan feel older having a formal party. All her hard planning had been for nothing. Her face fell. "I'm off," Pan stated before running outside and taking off into the sky at top speed.

Pan flew above the clouds as she watched them speed passed her. The air was cooler here as she closed her eyes and began to dream about a better life. Several minutes later her eyes shot open as she felt him coming. She was surprised that he was meeting on the way as he never did that.

She suddenly became nervous and slowed down. She began to fiddle with her clothes and fix her hair, trying to make herself presentable.

"Sensei," she spoke politely trying to sound more adult. Vegeta laughed.

"Brat," Vegeta retorted. Pan's face fell at the comment. She thought that he would at least treat her differently than the others.

"What!" Vegeta snapped her back to reality. Pan looked up at him sadly.

"Why do you still call me that?" Pan asked quietly. "Am I really a child?" Pan questioned him further while trying not to get agitated.

"Come on," Vegeta said before taking off back to Capsule Corp. Pan was silent. She thought he was different, but he was like everyone else.

"Gravity Room then?" Vegeta got straight to the point as they landed.

"I suppose," Pan continued to remain quiet. She shoved her hands into her pockets annoyed as she stepped into Vegeta's shadow. She followed behind looking at the floor as she sulked.

Vegeta stopped by the door, but Pan unaware of where they were, walked straight into him, before falling to the ground. "Brat!" Vegeta spoke up. She looked up sadly. Vegeta offered his hand. Pan placed her small hand into his rough one. She watched him carefully as he pulled her to her feet.

"Thank you," she spoke quietly and embarrassed.

"Just watch where you are going," Vegeta spoke sternly as he opened the door to the GR. He stepped in and immediately transformed into a Super Saiyan. Pan looked up as she felt the huge increase in his power level. She nodded slightly as she recognized the challenge. She burst into golden flames herself as she saw her master smirk proudly.

Pan stepped out of the GR after several hours of training. Vegeta walked out after her. Sweat was pouring off their bodies after the radical training session in 300 times earth's normal gravity. Pan headed toward the kitchen for a huge drink of water, which she desperately needed. Also some food would be nice. Vegeta thoughts were on the same thing.

As they entered the kitchen, she stopped suddenly. Vegeta stopped quickly as he looked at what had caused her to pause. Gohan was sitting at the kitchen table with Bulma. Gohan stood up suddenly and walked toward his daughter. Pan's body went rigid in nervousness. Gohan grabbed her arm as he pulled it toward himself roughly for a closer inspection.

"Your wrist is broken," Gohan spoke without caring. He released her as her arm fell at her side. She screwed her face up slightly as she winced in pain. Bulma got up from her chair as if all was normal and went to the cupboard. She took out a small jar and took out two beans and placed them in Pan's hand. She swallowed them quickly as her wrist mended magically.

Vegeta walked to the fridge and grabbed two bottles of water and tossed one to his student. Pan smiled before walking out of the kitchen. "I'll see you tomorrow night then," Bulma yelled after her. Pan stopped.

"What?" Pan asked as she came back into the kitchen. Bulma smiled happily as she prepared to tell her news.

"Well for your party tomorrow night, of course," Bulma smiled happily. Gohan couldn't help but smile at his old friend. Vegeta watched the two of them and laughed at how pathetic they were while Pan just rolled her eyes. "You have your dress ready right?" Bulma asked concerned. Pan nodded. Vegeta turned at looked at her. He could not imagine her in a dress. Pan wasn't the type of girl to wear a dress.

”Yea mum took me out the other day, saying that I will need it one day, and that is was my birthday present,” Pan rambled out. She felt awkward talking about dresses in front of Vegeta. However she couldn't wait to see the look on his face when he saw her.

 

"Well good," Bulma smiled as turned back to Gohan to continue with their work. Pan and Vegeta both took it as a sign to leave. They walked outside and into the garden. Trunks was sitting outside reading a book as he looked at the pair. Pan waved politely as she walked passed. Trunks smiled as he watched her leave, he couldn't wait to see her the next night.

Pan walked up to the building that had appeared from nowhere over the last couple of days. "Can I go in?" Pan turned to Vegeta. He nodded. Trunks was out of sight now.

"You're not suppose to, but I won't tell," He smirked. Pan smiled for the first time that day. She walked in and her jaw dropped. He smiled at her reaction. She turned to Vegeta excitedly.

"Did you help?" Pan asked him happily. He nodded. "What did you do?" She asked curiously, doubting that he would have helped.

"I told them to put that there," Vegeta spoke proudly as he pointed to the table where the food was going to be put. Pan laughed.

"Come on, we better get you out of here, it is supposed to be a surprise," Vegeta spoke annoyed at her laughter. Pan continued to laugh but nodded as she followed after the prince.

"I better go," Pan started. "Can we train tomorrow before the party?" She asked. Vegeta looked off into space as if he was thinking about it. "Oh come on!" Pan said loudly as she punched him in the arm.

"Well I was told no training tomorrow, because they don't want you to turn up with bruises," Vegeta told her. Pan pouted.

"I'll meet you at the ridge," Vegeta spoke up finally after a long silence. Pan jumped up happily and smiled before taking off into the sky back home.

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"Pan hurry up!" Videl yelled from the bottom of the stairs. Pan sighed as she placed the stray hair into place. She had spent hours putting her long locks into a fashionable up-do. She attached the final touch, a silver and diamond clip she borrowed from Bulma.

 

"Come on, your hair in fine!" Videl yelled again. Gohan laughed to his wife.

"Maybe she really is a normal teenage girl," He joked. Videl rolled her eyes. The pair stood silently as they looked to the top of the stairs to see their little girl, who now looked like a beautiful woman. Videl turned away as she felt tears coming to threaten her perfect mascara. Gohan smiled at his little girl proudly.

"We're going to be late, aren't we?" Pan laughed as walked down the stairs gracefully.

 

“Fasionably so,” Gohan stated. Pan took her fathers arm as he took Videl's arm also. The three happy family members walked out of the house and towards the car.

"I'm a lucky man," Gohan started. Pan looked up her father confused.

"Why are you so lucky?" Pan asked him curious sensing him about to make a lame joke.

"Well, I'm going to the dance with the two most beautiful woman in the world," Gohan laughed to himself. Pan punched her father in the arm playfully as Videl got in the car on the other side. Pan flinched slightly in pain from punching him. Gohan looked at her curiously. "What's wrong with your arm?" Gohan asked.

"Umm, nothing," Pan tried to get out of the conversation. Gohan looked unhappy with her answer and wanted to question her further.

"Gohan, hurry up and get in the car," Videl pushed him. He looked to his wife and got in the car. Pan sighed with relief, thanking her mother secretly for distracting him.

Gohan had cheered up on the car ride over to Capsule Corp. He got out of the car and took Videl's arm. Pan strode ahead of her parents eager to see everyone.

"Happy Birthday!" Everyone shouted as she entered the building. Everyone was dressed up in formal attire and dancing happily to the music. Pan searched for him, but to no avail. She lost interest and decided to get a drink.

"What do you want, Pan?" A male employee at Capsule Corp asked. Pan smiled at him while she thought.

"How about a wine?" Another male employee asked her eagerly. She spun around and these men surrounded her. She smiled happily not quite familiar to the attention. She stepped back nervously.

"A wine will do," She laughed as all the men thrust a glass at her. She happily took the one closest to her and walked away.

"Do you want to dance, Pan?" A young man asked her. Pan swung around and recognized the man immediately. He was a good friend of hers and an employee of Bulma's. He was always fixing up small problems she had with her fighting equipment. He had blonde hair and deep green eyes. He was always smiling with his pearly whites. He was the kind of guy, who all girls loved.

"Of course," Pan answered happily as she took the arm he offered her. The pair danced happily around the dance floor with all her family and friends. Man after man she danced with them. She was happy to be finally recognized from the opposite sex. Vegeta stood away from everyone else as he watched all the males that were beneath her, whirl her around the floor to the music.

Pan finally got an opportunity to sit down for a few minutes as she took in a large bottle of cool water. Trunks had been watching her from afar with keen interest. He walked over to her and took a seat beside her.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" He asked her curiously. Pan smiled happily and nodded. "You're finally alone," Trunks laughed, but she sensed some annoyance.

"I know, I had no idea how many people noticed me," Pan smiled proudly.

"It's because you look so adult tonight," Trunks told her matter-of-factly. Pan looked at him frustrated. Another person who thought she still looked like a child. Another person who only noticed her tonight because of this dress, she thought. "Do you want to dance?" He asked her politely.

"Sure," Pan smiled as she got up and walked toward the dance floor behind her friend. Pan smiled happily as he spun her around and around. She couldn't help but smile tonight. Everyone that was here was here for her. She relaxed more with Trunks; he was more like her older brother than anyone else was.

"May I have this dance?" A familiar voice asked Pan from behind. Trunks nodded as he smiled before stepping away from Pan. She turned around slowly. That voice was so familiar.

"Grandpa!" She squealed as she threw her arms around him. Goku smiled happily as he hugged his granddaughter tightly. "What are you doing here?" She asked happily. She looked at him closely from head to toe to take it all in. It didn't even seem real. He had been dead for many years now.

"Where's your halo?" Pan asked curiously, trying not to get excited about something that may not be real.

"Happy birthday, Panny," Goku said happily. Pan started to cry happily as she leapt at him and hugged him tightly again. "I've missed too much of your life already, so I came back," Goku put it simply. Pan pulled away and smiled.

"Now how about that dance?" Goku asked his granddaughter. She nodded as he took her hand. "Stop that crying, I thought you were tough," He teased her. Pan nodded as they began to dance around and around. After several songs, Chi Chi arrived to see the two of them dancing.

"Goku!!" Chi Chi yelled. "You didn't even tell me!" Chi Chi was yelling. Goku moved away awkwardly as Pan was left to stand in the middle of the dance floor alone. Vegeta had been watching his student for most of the night and noticed that she now stood alone. He slowly made it across the room and onto the dance floor for the first time tonight. Trunks got the same idea as he saw her standing alone and made his way toward her also.

"May I have the next dance?" He asked her politely. Pan smiled at him happily.

"Yes you may, Sensei," Pan answered him as she placed her small, pale hand in his own rough, tanned one. She looked at their hands joined together before looking up into his eyes. Trunks watched his father take hold of Pan and gritted his teeth. He missed his opportunity.

"You look beautiful tonight," Vegeta spoke nervously. He was not used to speaking in such a manner. Pan blushed.

"You look great too, Sensei," Pan complimented him back.

"You are not a child anymore, you may call me by my name, Pan," Vegeta stated. Pan looked at him amazed. She had never called him Vegeta in all her life. She also noted that he had called her by her name. She could not remember him ever doing that either.

"All of the men here have been looking at you tonight, with crude thoughts," Vegeta said to her. She looked at him with shock. He did not mean to get that reaction, he was trying to make a point.

"They notice you tonight, and will only notice you tonight," Vegeta continued. Pan began to feel horrible. Vegeta took notice of this and stopped the dancing as he stood with her.

"Tomorrow they will see you again as a child, as they always have. They don't treat you as the beautiful woman that you are. You think that no one has noticed that you have grown, but I do, I have," Vegeta wrapped up his point.

"Sensei," Pan said startled. “Sorry, Ve... Vegeta," she stumbled it out.

"You are the most beautiful woman here, everyone here thinks so, but you are always beautiful to me," Vegeta finished what he had been trying to say for such a long time. Pan felt as if she was going to cry. She had been right, he did think of her differently than the others did. And he was right, tomorrow she would be back to the same little girl everyone thought she was.

"Thank you," Pan struggled out. Vegeta smiled.

"However," Vegeta suddenly smirked, "You always have your hair up for training and you suit it more when it is down," He stated somewhat as a joke, yet he was partly serious. Without pausing for thought or speech, Pan reached up behind her head and pulled out the few pins that held her hair in place. Her beautiful long black hair fell down her back as a few strands fell around her face. Vegeta timidly moved forward and placed the strays behind her ear. Pan blushed. She quickly placed the pins in her bag, carefully placed Bulma's clip in last, before looking back at Vegeta.

Vegeta took her hand in his once again as a waltz began to play. Vegeta lead her around the dance floor gracefully. Bulma had forced him long ago to learn how to dance. All of her functions were formal occasions and he had to be polite. However at least once a year, usually a fundraiser, there was dancing involved. She told him that all royality know how to dance, and she finally sold him on the idea.

 

Vegeta and Pan were in sync with each other as a few people stopped to watch them. Trunks saw this and stormed away angrily.

Pan continued to dance with Vegeta for quite awhile as she became tired. She cursed herself for the secret training in the morning. She would have much rather kept her energy for now. Her head began to droop slowly until her head slightly touched his shoulder. Pan jumped almost from the suddenly contact. She was nervous and she felt everyone's eyes on her. Vegeta felt her touch him and he flinched.

Pan finally gave in as she rested her head against his shoulder. She moved closely nervously to keep her balance. Both of them were nervous. They danced closely for several songs, ignoring everyone else in the room. Pan suddenly heard her father's voice as she pulled away from Vegeta. He was surprised somewhat from her sudden movement.

"Vegeta, I'm tired, I may go and lie down in my room," Pan told him regretfully. Vegeta nodded. He watched her leave as the black skirt of dress swayed slightly from left to right with the movements of her hips. Her glossy black hair shone as it also swayed. It covered up some of her creamy, pale back that was shown off by her back-less dress. The corset like top, accented her tiny waist and trim body.

Pan made it to the door when she was stopped. "Pan honey, what happened to your hair?" Videl asked sadly as she saw her daughter's hair down her back. Pan turned around to see her mother.

"It just fell out," Pan answered without caring. Videl sighed sadly.

"It took you so long to do as well. That's a shame," Videl was upset as she knew how much effort Pan put into to it.

"It doesn't matter," Pan persisted as she tried to leave. She really didn't care that she pulled it out. She would do anything for Vegeta. Pan left the building. Vegeta's keen hearing had heard the conversation Pan had with Videl. He had no idea that she tried so hard to get her hair perfect. He was curious at how ready she was to pull it all out for him. It surprised him.

He began to walk toward the door through which Pan had just passed before he stopped himself. What am I doing? He thought to himself. Running after her, what is wrong with me? He kicked himself mentally. Trunks had watched Pan leave and now Vegeta had reached his viewing point as Vegeta too headed for the same door. Trunks was angry with his father, he had loved Pan for so long, and he had hardly spent anytime with her tonight because of him.

Vegeta shook the thoughts from head as he continued to move to the door. He passed Videl slowly without making eye contact as he grabbed the door handle roughly. He paused again as he heard his mates laugh. She was the centre of attention in the tiny group, which circled her. He watched for a moment as looked so happy. She was happy, but her body told another story. She was aging. Her body was getting old, and although she tried every product imaginable to slow down the process, she was not winning the battle. He sighed angrily as he pulled the door and walked out into the fresh, crisp air.

He began to walk to the main building, where his family lived. His family. Bulma and his two brats. He hadn't even seen his daughter this evening, and Trunks seemed angry at him. But this didn't matter to him. His mind was another place right now, and it was to do with destination.

 

Vegeta reached the front door to his home as he paused. He stood for a second contemplating what he should do. He thought of Bulma and Trunks and Bra as their faces popped into his head for a moment. He shook his head immediately to make them disappear. He reached forward and opened the door.

Walking to the stairs the floor creaked. He hadn't heard that sound in a long time. It used to creak when he came inside late in the morning after training in the gravity machine that was outside. He made it to the stairs as they creaked too. He cursed hoping that she would not hear him.

Vegeta entered her room and was taken away by what his eyes fell upon. Pan was lying on the bed asleep. Her hair was spread out on the bed like a lake of silk surrounding her face. Her skin looked even paler as the moonlight streamed through the window onto her body. Her dress was unwrinkled despite her sleeping in it.

Vegeta moved to the side of the bed and sat next to her on the edge. Some hair was in her face, and Vegeta began to think about moving it, but decided against disturbing her. As if she could read his thoughts her eyes began flutter.

"Sensei?" Pan spoke groggily as she swept the hair from her face.

"Vegeta," Vegeta whispered. He didn't know why he whispered. There was no one around and she was awake now, but he whispered anyway.

"Sorry, Vegeta, it's hard to get used to," Pan spoke nervously still trying to figure out why he was here. "What are you doing here?" Pan finally let her curiosity get the better of her. He shrugged.

"I can remember the first time you slept in this bed," Vegeta thought out loud. Pan looked up at him and smiled, she wanted to know about when she was younger.

"Really?" She asked him continue. He looked at her uncomfortably and decided to continue.

"You were four...” Vegeta began before being cut off.

"Four? Wow," Pan spoke, more for her benefit.

"Are you going to continue to interrupt, because if you are I'm going to leave," Vegeta spoke annoyed as he pretended to get up. Pan grabbed him quickly by the arm to make him stay. Vegeta felt a strange warmth spread through his body as she touched him.

"You were four and it was your first day of training. You were so tired you fell asleep outside on the wet grass, so I carried you up here and put you in this bed," Vegeta told her.

"You came to me in the morning after Trunks and Goten had been cruel to you. You said that they wouldn't let you play because they were training and you were too young and weak. So you asked me to train you," Vegeta continued as he watched her carefully.

"You were in a dress then too, like you are now. It was red, and your shoes matched. It was the outfit shameless parents make their children wear. Bulma did it to Bra too. I made you change, pulled out your ugly red ribbon and tied your hair with some clothe. You had a doll with you too. You seemed to be attached to it. But I wouldn't have it and I told you I never wanted to see again. You ran away and hid it behind a tree," Vegeta continued further with his story as he got up and went to the closet. He reached to the top shelf and pulled something down.

Pan eyes went wide as she saw what he had. Vegeta took his place on the bed beside her again and handed her the doll. "You left it here that day, it seems that the little weak girl you were died that day and you became the person you are now," Vegeta finished.

Pan sat up and Vegeta stood up to let her get off the bed also. "Do you want to train quickly?" Pan questioned him as she placed the doll delicately on the bed not wanting to damage it. Vegeta smirked as Pan stood up and stretched as she yawned loudly.

"Are you going to change?" Vegeta asked as she began to walk out of the room.

"I've got stuff in the gravity room," Pan replied from out of the room. Vegeta walked off after her slowly, giving her time to rush there and change. Vegeta couldn't get the image of her lying on the bed out of head.