Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Love's Complications ❯ Perfume is a Hassle ( Chapter 12 )

Perfume is a Hassle

Pan woke up the next morning with a huge hangover. Due to the stress of the evening, it was no surprise that after the perfume incident, she started to drown herself in alcohol. She was on high alert to any Saiyan male that approached her. No matter how much more she drank, she kept a careful feeling for the power levels as they neared her. Trunks still seemed to watch her from afar, but she couldn't understand why.

She had glanced at Vegeta throughout the rest of the evening, but he still only stood in the corner of the room watching her and everyone else. That is except for the few times that Bulma or Bra dragged him to dance with them. Pan had wished she had asked him to dance too, but keeping their distance was too important. If anyone found out, well she didn't really want to think about what would happen. Her father would kill her.

She stood up out of bed and immediately sat back down as she held her head tightly. The pain was excruciating, her head was pounding. After a few minutes she got up again, slowly this time, and walked to the bathroom. She turned on the shower, before turning to the mirror and glancing at herself in the mirror. She looked closely at herself, as she removed her clothes.

 

She looked at her bare chest as thought back to the Gravity Room with Vegeta last night. The way he had played seductively with her nipples. She became a little turned as she shook the thoughts from head, before getting in the shower. The hot water washed over her as she let the past evening flow away with the water. She leaned against the wall of the shower and closed her eyes as her thoughts again carried her back to the evening prior with Vegeta.

Does he really see me in that way? Does he love me as I love him? Was he just using me for sex? Questions were flying through her mind. But one thought remained; he saw her as a woman and not as a child. Everyone else still treated her like child, even Trunks.

Pan sighed as she pushed away from the wall and got out of the shower. She dried herself quickly, trying not to look outside at the bright sun. She threw on a tight black crop top and a tight fitted dark denim knee-length skirt. She was about to put her hair in a ponytail, but stopped and left it out, thinking about how Vegeta liked it out. She smiled and left the bathroom.

"Are you hungry, love?" Videl asked as Pan was fiddled around in the cupboard.

"No Mum!" Pan yelled back as she found the aspirin bottle. Pan sat at the table with a glass of water and downed her pills. She wished they worked faster. I wonder if sensu beans would help in this situation, she thought to herself.

"I told you not to drink so much," Videl spoke to her daughter as placed some dry toast in front of her.

“I'm not hun..." Pan started but didn't see the point in continuing. Her mother still treated her like a five-year-old.

"Good morning, Pan" Gohan walked into the kitchen with the paper and his nose buried very deep in it. He looked up suddenly and looked directly at her as his eyes glazed over. Pan looked concerned and confused as she watched the immediate change in his composure.

"Dad?" Pan asked as he walked toward her hurriedly. She stood up and ran out of the room as fast as she could up the stairs and slammed her door shut. She waited a moment behind her door, as she focused on the silence, making sure that she could not hear footsteps.

Why is this happening to me? Pan asked herself as she threw herself on the bed. She opened her eyes and saw a bottle of perfume on her dresser. She sat up and looked at the bottle again, before going to get it. I'm going to have to this everyday? She asked as she began to turn around and around to cover herself in a thick layer of perfume. She coughed and spluttered as the disgusting smell overwhelmed her senses.

She threw a few things into her bag, including some perfume, and flew out of her window toward Capsule Corp. She felt disgusting. She felt dirty. Her father had come on to her again. How long would this last? She was determined to find a cure to her serious condition.

"Pan!" Someone yelled from behind her. She turned quickly; hoping it wasn't her father. She was pleasantly surprised.

"Grandpa!" She yelled excited as he caught up to her with his superior speed. "What are you doing?" Pan asked, thankful that the perfume had worked again. "I thought you would be at home with Grandma, um, catching up," Pan said, embarrassed immediately after she had said it.

"I promised you I would train with you," Goku replied. "Chi Chi understands by now," Goku laughed. "I felt you leave home, and then I realized you going to Capsule Corp, right?" He asked her. Pan nodded.

"Yeah, I was going to train," she lied. Goku nodded. “You're amazingly strong,” Goku smiled proudly, before becoming more serious.

"I watch everyone down here occasionally, and you and Vegeta are the only ones who have trained in the last few years," Goku commented as she was playing with her hair. The wind had been throwing it all about as she wished she had tied it up. It was going to be a mess by the time she got to Vegeta. The thought of appearing ugly in front of him made her angry, as she fought more to hold the length of her hand in hand to keep it still. Even so, Vegeta had seen her in pretty bad situations. Why should she worry about something as trivial as knotted hair, when he had seen her bloodied, broken and bruised a thousand times. Things had changed though, she had to realize that.

"Like Vegeta said, people get soft in peace times," Pan finally quoted her teacher, her lover. Goku laughed.

"You've turned out just like him," he laughed again. "I guess that's what happens when you're around someone for a long time. In fact I wished Gohan had trained you. He's your father, he should have done it," Goku went off on his own tangent.

"Its fine, grandpa, everything turned out great," she smiled. “Vegeta is a great teacher, and I've learnt so much. He even tells about the Saiyan race, the culture and stuff,” Pan explained. Goku nodded.

 

“Does Gohan train you at all?” He pushed the issue with his son further. She could tell he was disappointed with his son. Pan nodded, but she was annoyed.

 

“Sometimes, but its not a challenge. He treats me like I'm weak. And even when he does train me, its on a tight time-frame, like I'm keeping him from doing something else,” Pan rambled on without thinking. Her grandfather always had a way to get everything out of her.

 

“I still think its strange. When he was young he always wanted to keep training. He was always trying to make me proud,” Goku smiled, as he thought back to the old days.

 

“I know, I just can't understand why he doesn't want me training,” Pan sighed as she saw the Capsule Corp building looming in front of them. Pan made one last ditch effort to straighten herself out. The two warriors landed on the Capsule Corp lawn as Trunks walked toward them.

"I thought I felt you coming," Trunks spoke to Pan. "You too," he then acknowledged Goku.

"Trunks, you look good," Goku commented. "But you should train more," Goku lectured as Trunks blushed.

 

“I know, but there doesn't seem to be any point to it anymore,” he tried to explain.

Kakkorot!" Vegeta yelled suddenly as he strode toward the group. Goku smiled as Vegeta arrived.

"Hey Vegeta," Goku smiled.

"Why are you here?" Vegeta asked annoyed. Pan was watching him closely, hoping he would acknowledge her. She smiled at him, hopeful to receive the sentiment back. Trunks watched Pan, thinking that she was only amused that the two older fighters were fighting. He had no idea why she was really smiling.

"Pan was on her way here, when I found her," Goku said. "So I gave her some company," He finished. "Besides I'm training her today. Actually you can come along, both of you," Goku pointed the last comment at Trunks.

"No thank you, Goku, I'm busy," Trunks mentioned.

"I'm in, I want to see what you have to teach her, that I can't," Vegeta said seriously, staring angrily at his old rival.

"Well let's get going," Goku spoke before speeding off into the air. Vegeta looked at Pan, somewhat annoyed, before taking off too. It wasn't her fault her grandfather had followed her along this morning. It wasn't her fault that he had destroyed their plans. She growled in frustration as she took off after the older warriors.

The three Saiyan's landed in a dry desert landscape with huge rock formations in the surrounding valley, and a small lake in the middle. Goku and Vegeta landed on one of the rock formations. Pan slowly landed after them, as she glanced at Vegeta apologetically. He still seemed annoyed. She sighed to herself before watching her grandfather.

"Out with it Kakkorot," Vegeta told him angrily still.

"All right, Pan, what is the one thing that I can do, that no one else can? I'll give you a clue, it's a very useful and convenient move," he asked his granddaughter. Pan looked confused until suddenly she realized what he was talking about.

"Instant transmission!" She yelled excitedly, she immediately forgot about Vegeta. Goku nodded.

"My birthday present to you," Goku laughed as he poked her in the stomach.

"It's late," Vegeta growled. Goku laughed uneasily at his comment.

 

“Lighten up Vegeta, I was dead,” Goku laughed more whole heartedly.

 

“That's no excuse,” Vegeta smirked, before turning his back to them.

"Okay, let's see, where do I start?” He spoke to himself.

 

"Vegeta, can you please give us a minute," Goku asked.

 

Vegeta growled and flew down to the lake, and began to throw rocks in absent-mindedly. How dare the clown disrupt his training with Pan. Was more angry at the fact that he didn't have her to himself? She looked good today. But she was wearing a skirt; she mustn't have come to train today. Goku must have interrupted her plans, whatever they may have been. Did she want a repeat performance of the events from the previous evening? If so it wasn't very clever to come to Capsule Corporation, without at least an alibi. She should have worn her training gear to be safe. He couldn't help enjoy the fact that she was wearing the skirt though. It was a nice touch.

 

He growled at himself in frustration. He shouldn't even be thinking about a repeat performance. It was bad enough that he had acted to his feelings for her last night, he shouldn't let it happen. It couldn't continue. It was wrong. He thought back to the night before, and how she had been in pain, from his ministrations. He should have been more careful. He cursed himself now. She didn't deserve that, it was her first time. He felt himself become aroused as he thought about it. He had been the first. He turned to watch her up above.

 

“First you have to feel out where you are going, like a person's energy, or a place you know. That's your destination," Goku ignored his comment.

"Okay Pan, now you have to concentrate your energy and try to divide it up..." Goku continued.

Vegeta watched Pan closely as Goku taught her everything she had to know to be able to use the instant transmission. Suddenly she vanished. Vegeta was shocked. She had managed to learn the technique in only a few minutes. Suddenly she appeared again with something in her hand. Vegeta flew up to the rock formation again to see what was going on.

"What's that?" Goku asked as he looked at Vegeta then back to Pan.

"It's my son's scarf," Vegeta spoke up. Goku looked at Vegeta, then back to Pan. She nodded proudly.

"Well done, now just practice on greater distances, and smaller ki," Goku laughed.

"Let's train," Vegeta spoke up. She nodded, happy that he was finally trying to get them alone.

"Well, I've got to go, you two have fun, and Pan, feel free to use the new move," Goku yelled before speeding off into the horizon.

Pan waited until she could no longer see the vapour trail, before she threw her arms around Vegeta and began to kiss him. He was stunned by her sudden move, yet he pulled her more roughly toward him. Pan moaned against his lips. He suddenly grabbed her tightly, before jumping with her in his arms off the rock formation. Pan struggled in his grip, afraid of what he was going to do.

She screamed as they hit the water and he dragged her further and further down. Vegeta smirked as he saw how he had frightened her. As they went deeper, he felt her desperately trying to get free of his grasp. Once he had gone down deep enough, and she could take no more, they immediately reappeared back on the rock formation.

 

"Damn it, Vegeta!" Pan screamed angrily, as threw a hard punch at his jaw. He wasn't ready for it as he hit the ground from the force. She stood there soaked and holding herself, as she looked down at him annoyed

"Nice trick," Vegeta laughed at the fact that she had used instant transmission. "Well you smell better," Vegeta licked his lips seductively as he picked himself off the ground and stepped toward her.

"What? You took me down there to clean the perfume off me?" Pan asked, half smiling, upon realizing his intent. She let him pull her toward him.

He leant in to smell her neck before kissing her hungrily on the mouth. She let Vegeta guide her to ground where he held his weight above her. He ripped her top until it was clear off her in a pile to the side. Pan gasped as the air hit her wet body. Pan giggled as he tore her bra at the cleavage and tossed it off her. Vegeta began to tickle her nipples with his tongue until out of frustration Pan ripped off his tight shirt, and discarded it on top of her pile of clothes.

Vegeta smirked as he took a deep breath to take in her scent. Pan tugged at his pants as Vegeta discarded the few remaining articles of clothing from her fragile form. Both were dripping wet and naked as Vegeta gazed into her eyes with pure lust. Although he told himself not to do it, his animalistic lust betrayed him as he plunged into her, much less kindly even than last time. The smell was driving him crazy.

Pan screamed in shock and in pain. "Vegeta," Pan said his name in a whimper. Vegeta looked down at her and kissed her on her forehead before kissing her passionately on the mouth as he began to thrust in and out of her.

The two Saiyan's rocked together as the pace began to quicken and Pan began to not only relax, but even demand more. They both climaxed at the same time and she sighed in pure pleasure. Vegeta collapsed on top of her before rolling away to the side. He cringed as his back touched the rocky ground beneath them. He rolled to his as Pan looked to see what was the matter. He had long streaks of line blood down both sides of his back. A few small rocks and pebbles were embedded. Pan moved toward him as she tried to brush the rocks away.

 

“I'm sorry,” she whispered embarrassed as she looked again at the strips she had torn in his back with her fingernails. She turned away from as she heard him shift behind. She felt his hands at her back as she brushed off some pebbles from her back.

 

“Then I'm sorry for these,” He whispered back softly. The force at which he had continue to thrust into her had forced her roughly into the ground, and onto the rocks. Pan turned and smiled at the naked man kneeling in front of her. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she kissed him softly on the lips. He leant back pulling her on top of him as she held her close by her waist. She rolled off him and rested her head on his shoulder. Vegeta placed an arm possessively around her as he held her close.

"Vegeta?" Pan asked after awhile. Vegeta made a noise to let her know he was listening.

"Does my smell, make you like that?" She asked ashamed. She had realized a huge change this time from the first time. It was like he was desperate this time, more forceful and last time he had been restrained.

"It is the smell," Vegeta answered. "Did I hurt you?" Vegeta asked as looked down at her head as she lay there.

"Just at first," Pan answered as she looked up to see him looking at her concerned. She had never seen him be concerned about anyone. He must care for her if he is concerned, she thought.

Pan leant up and kissed him sweetly on the mouth, before lying back down against his shoulder. Vegeta kissed the top of her head, before lying back down again too.

"What's the time?" Pan asked suddenly, after a few hours. Vegeta groaned and shrugged, before stretched out his muscles.

"Did we fall asleep?" Pan asked quickly as she searched for her bag. She crawled over and grabbed her bag. Pan dragged her tiny denim shorts over her legs and pulled on a tiny dark green crop top. She was about to start spraying the perfume as Vegeta appeared behind her and grabbed the bottle.

"Vegeta?" Pan asked as she let him take the bottle, yet she was afraid he was about to destroy it. He pulled her toward him from behind, as she turned her head to kiss him. He stopped and took in her smell again. This time she smelt of him as well, which he liked. Vegeta gave her back the bottle she began to turn around and around again to cover herself. She was getting used to the smell now, but she laughed when she heard him cough.

"Can you smell me?" Vegeta shook his head disappointed. Pan smirked and stepped toward him before throwing her arms around him and hugging him tightly. Vegeta, who only hugged Bulma when she forced him, felt strange. But this time, he hugged her back; he wanted to hug her and he didn't want to ever let go.