Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Love's Complications ❯ On Heat ( Chapter 11 )

On Heat

 

Videl reached up and tucked a lose strand of hair behind Pan's ear. Videl had always did this to Pan ever since she was a young helpless child. Even now, she saw her daughter as exactly that. Pan smiled nervously as she hoped her mother didn't sense the significant change. She fidgeted with her hands anxiously, desperate to get away before her mother.

 

Videl patted her shoulder proudly as she looked at her daughter standing in front of her looking very beautiful. Pan felt like her mother was trying to start a long, drawn out heart-to-heart, and right now, she couldn't think of anything worse. She could barely look at her mother, after just a few moments ago being in the arms of a grown man more than three times her age.

"Pan would you like to dance?" Trunks suddenly asked her from behind. Pan spun to face him and blushed when she saw him. Trunks. Her friend. Vegeta's son. Vegeta's son! She blushed again, but let Trunks take her hand and lead her to the dance floor. Her eyes darted around the room desperately searching for Vegeta. She hoped that he would save her, and yet she knew she could not let people become suspicious of them. Trunks weaved them through all the people as they turned to watch. Everyone believed that Pan and Trunks would end up together in the end. Pan blushed with embarrassment again as she felt all the eyes on her. This was so very wrong.

Trunks held her close as he turned her gracefully to the music. Vegeta caught her eye as he stood in the corner away from everyone else. She finally caught sight of him again. He looked angry. Was he jealous, Pan thought to herself, but she wasn't interested in Trunks, She began to think about earlier in the Gravity Machine with Vegeta. She wished she was back there now. Her thoughts disappeared as Trunks turned them again in another direction fiercely.

He pulled her closer as Pan stiffened, she sensed he wanted more from her. She felt Trunks take a deep breath of her scent. He held it, and then released it slowly as Pan shivered. Trunks was crossing a line. He changed somehow as he pulled her roughly against him. He turned them again as Pan's eyes meet Vegeta's once again. This time she urged him desperately her eyes to intervene. This situation had to be difused quickly.

Vegeta received her plee loud and clear. He began to storm angrily toward her and his son. He was furious, as Pan could feel his power level spiking rapidly. Trunks didn't even seem to notice as he crushed her against his chest.

“Can I have the next dance?" Goten suddenly asked his niece from behind her back. Trunks turned them roughly so he could face him. He growled jealously like an animal postureing. Both of the young men began to raise their power levels. Pan stopped dancing and stepped away fearfully. She glanced around for Vegeta, yet she had lost sight of him yet again. Trunks and Goten looked as if they would rip each other apart, in an effort to dance with her.

Pan all of a sudden felt a rough tug on her arm as she was pulled away from the two unbalanced males and a rapidly approaching Goku.

"Pan!" Vegeta growled angrily as he pulled her to the corner of the room to get her away. Gohan was nearby as he turned around quickly and looked directly at Pan. Vegeta noticed this over Pan's shoulder as he growled and pulled her immediately out of the room.

"Vegeta what the hell are you doing?!" Pan yelled as she held her arm where it hurt after him pulling on her. Vegeta placed a hand over her mouth to quiet her. Pan went silent as she noticed the panicked nature of his composure.

"I forgot," Vegeta said quietly as he looked to the left and the right and left again before looking at her. He was very close and his warm breath on her neck provoked her. She licked the hand he held over her mouth, as he pulled away frustrated.

"Seriously," Vegeta growled angrily. Pan stopped her purring and became scared.

"What is it?" She asked fearfully.

"Saiyan girls, when they become...active," Vegeta stumbled on how to express the last word.

"Sexual active?" Pan faltered. Vegeta nodded as he tried not to look her in the eye.

“Well, they become exceptionally alluring to Saiyan males," Vegeta started. Pan gasped as she thought back to Goten and Trunks. "Their scent changes, that's how they know," Vegeta answered her obvious next question. She nodded, as she tried to grasp the severity of this new development.

"It will affect all Saiyan males," Vegeta told her. Pan gasped again at that point.

"Even my family?" She asked frantically, as she began to shake. Vegeta nodded.

"Kakkorot, Gohan, Goten, Trunks and...” Vegeta stopped.

"You too?" Pan asked as she stepped closer needing his comfort. He nodded as he stepped back, nervously. Pan smiled, she couldn't help it.

"Why are you smiling?" He asked angrily, still not looking directly at her.

"Well that's fine. There's no problem with it affecting you," she smiled seductively.

"It's a weakness!" Vegeta yelled angrily. Any sign of Vegeta weakness angered him behind belief. With his efforts to be the strongest being alive, he didn't want any sign of weakness to hinder him in his quest. Nothing was more important in life than strength and pride. Pan was shocked and scared as she thought about how her uncle was acting before. He was her family. Would her father and grandfather be the same? She shuddered at the very thought.

"How do you stop it?!" Pan yelled suddenly breaking the uncomfortable silence. Vegeta looked directly at her and shock his head before turning away from her. "Vegeta?" Pan questioned further. He wouldn't turn to look at her, he stayed silent deep in thought. He knew how to stop it, but I wasn't an option for him. He couldn't stop it. Too many people would, and could be hurt by it. Pan felt uneasy with his silence.

"Vegeta?" She questioned, fearfully. She wanted to change the subject. "What brat?" He spoke half sarcastically. Pan smirked, as she slowly walked over to him. She placed her arms around his neck from behind and held her. She lifted herself onto the tips of her toes and whispered softly into his ear.

"What do I smell like?" She asked seductively. Vegeta smirked, before turning around and placing his strong arms around her tiny waist, before pulling her closer.

"Delicious," he whispered with his hot breath against her neck. Pan smiled as he ran the back of his finger over her neck down to her collarbone. Vegeta kissed this point as his drew his eyes back to hers.

Pan threw her arms around his neck as she kissed him wholly on the mouth. The pair kissed passionately as she allowed his tongue to caress hers. She pushed herself toward him as he turned them around and forced her against the wall. She began to lightly moan as she jumped up and wrapped her slender legs around his waist. Her dress was getting very crumpled as Vegeta believed it would easier to just discard it.

"No," Vegeta pulled away suddenly as he let Pan regain her balance. She reached for him whimpering. She wanted more.

"No," Vegeta said again as he stepped away.

“What? Why?" Pan asked composing herself and smoothing out her dress.

"Not here, not now," Vegeta said as he pushed her back through the door they had just come through minutes ago.

Pan stumbled and almost fell as everyone turned to watch her. The flashing lights from above the dance floor were suddenly very bright, as she squinted to see everyone. "I think I had a little too much to drink," Pan giggled as she scratched the back of her head Goku style, after saying the first thing that popped into her as being believable.

“Maybe you should sit down," Goten spoke as he got up to give her his chair.

"No, take mine," Trunks spoke up glaring at Goten, and increasing his power level.

“Take Daddy's chair, sweetheart," Gohan spoke as he reached out for Pan's hand. Pan felt disgusted as her family and friend came on to her. She looked away, for any chance to get away from the difficult and emotionally scarring situation. She saw Vegeta was in the corner watching her once again. He looked as disgusted as she did, and yet he made no move to help her. Perhaps he was weary of people noticing them together now that this, complication, had arisen. She was going to have to help herself now. Finally something caught her eye on the table that held all of her gifts.

Pan ran toward the table ducking and weaving through all of the people dancing and having fun. They were all oblivious to the events that were happening around them. She was only a quarter Saiyan, these were really her people. She had thought all her life that she had all these benefits due to her Saiyan blood, and she never once saw a fault. Of course she did have a tail at birth, but that had been taken care of, just like Bra and Goten. But now she wished more than anything, that she a human like them, most of her peers.

Pan grabbed the new bottle of perfume from the table and ran to the bathroom at the far side of the room. Once inside she sprayed the perfume in the air and continued to spray as she turned around and around to soak herself in it. Her Saiyan sense of smell caused her to hate perfume, so this was like a personal hell. Once the bottle was almost empty she slapped it down on the bench in frustration, before kicking the door open and walking back into the party.

"Pan? My god, did you soak yourself in it?" A partygoer from school remarked. Pan smiled as she walked on.

"Less is more honey," Another person remarked. Pan smiled annoyed and embarrassed as she neared the Saiyan's.

“Whoa!" Another person remarked.

“I guess I went overboard, I've never worn perfume before," Pan lied as she sighted her destination, trying not to get distracted by the stupid comments. Again she felt a rough tug on her arm.

Pan turned to face Vegeta as he wrinkled his nose. “You smell awful," Vegeta remarked. Pan smiled as she threw her arms around him happily. She realized her mistake as let him go immediately. "Careful, Pan," Vegeta warned her.

“I'm just happy, I mean you can't smell me," Pan smiled and laughed as she spun around in a circle to see if he could smell her at all.

"No, I can I smell you, and you smell awful," Vegeta commented.

"You know what I mean. I'm going to test it on the others," Pan laughed as she quickly walked away. Vegeta smirked, she had covered it up. It was a good thing too, because Saiyan's get very forceful with the females when they become active.

“Hey Pan," Trunks smiled as he saw her approaching. He wanted to be close to her again. Pan stepped up to him and waited as his smile faded. “You smell, very strong," Trunks said as he wrinkled his nose, yet still attempting to be the gentleman. His sensitive sense of smell, made him repel the perfume as it did with Pan, who was only just cooping with the smell.

"I think your wearing a little too much there, Pan," Goku laughed as he patted her on the back. Pan turned around to face her grandfather. She reached up and hugged him tightly.

“I missed you," Pan whispered in his ear. Goku smiled as he hugged her tightly in return. “Don't leave again," Pan continued as she felt herself near tears. When he died after joining with the dragon, it really affected Pan. She was upset for weeks. She spent all her time in bed and would hardly eat. Training had come to a complete halt, as she didn't even have the desire to train. This had Vegeta hard. He believed she had given up on training because of what had happened. He was relieved when she finally showed up at Capsule Corp after a few months. However the first few times, she did not train, she just wept or went silent. She just wanted to be close to her teacher, her confidant. She was only fourteen when it occurred, and he had been such a huge part of her life. She understood why he had chosen that path, but she had missed him terribly.

“Don't worry, Pan, I'm not going anywhere," Goku told her reassuringly as he pulled away. “Do you want to train tomorrow?" He asked her trying to cheer her up.

"Of course!" She said excitedly. “But I'm pretty strong and I know a lot of Vegeta's moves," Pan tried to scare him.

"Oh really? Well I have something I can still teach you," Goku laughed as he looked up at Gohan. Gohan smiled as he watched his father and his daughter getting on so well. He knew that they had a lot of catching up to do.

“What?" Pan asked. “Tell me,” Pan pushed to issue.

“You'll have to wait and see," Goku laughed.