Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Love's Complications ❯ Painful Memories ( Chapter 17 )

Painful Memories

Pan woke up slowly as the sun was pouring into her room, through the large window. She groaned as she rolled over to protect her eyes from the blinding rays. As she turned, her body seemed to creak in pain, from the day before. Throwing back the covers of her bed, she placed her feet slowly on the floor and pulled herself off the bed. It was early, so she quietly grabbed her dressing gown and tiptoed down the corridor.

She stopped by the door that opened to Vegeta's dark, lonely room. She placed her hand gently on the door as she thought about him in there alone. She wished that she could join him in there. Snuggle up to him to get warm. She sighed to herself, as she thought back on yesterday. Her parents disowned her, she transformed and she found out about bonding. So much pain in one day.

But today was another day. Pan looked at the door again before walking away. She slowly crept down the stairs, as the stairs did the annoying thing they always seem to do. They squeaked. She continued to walk into the kitchen before she stopped dead in her tracks.

"Get out!" Trunks growled angrily as he was disturbed by the sound of footsteps on the tiles. He sensed her ki immediately. One draw back of transforming, was the increase in her ki, and the more difficult it had become to hide.

"Trunks..." Pan stumbled with her words in shock.

"Just get out, I got up early to avoid you," Trunks growled again, returning back to his cereal. Pan continued to walk into the kitchen. She pulled a chair out from opposite him and sat down.

"Trunks I'm sorry that I have to stay here, but I have nowhere else to go," Pan spoke desperately.

"Well, that's just not true," Trunks smiled. His composure changed. This wasn't the kind Trunks that she grew up. She had changed even him. She was destroying everyone.

"What, you mean turtle house or something?" Pan was confused.

"No," Trunks looked up at her and smirked. "I mean I'm sure you can another man's bed to sleep in," Trunks smirked. Pan looked at him crushed.

"Trunks why do you to make this so hard," Pan wept. He stood up and walked around the table. He grabbed Pan's wrists and pulled her off the chair. The chair tipped over and hit the floor loudly. He shoved her against the wall roughly, crushing her between the wall and himself. She was taken off guard. Although she was stronger, his speed was what surprised her.

"Trunks! Get off me!" She screamed angrily yet afraid, as she struggled in his grasp trying desperately to escape.

"I thought you'd like this," Trunks smirked as he forced his lips onto hers. Pan struggled as her mind screamed. I didn't put the perfume on. This is what Vegeta meant by Saiyan's being forceful. She continued to struggle, but she was pinned, her mind was racing, and couldn't control her ki. How far was this going to go? Was she about to be raped? Why couldn't she overpower him? Was she still weak from her transformation the previous day?

 

She squirmed against him, as he forced his tongue roughly into her mouth. She heard the terrifying sound of material being torn. She felt his hand graze forcefully over her delicate skin. She tried to scream, but all she could manage was a desperate whimper. This was it. She was going to be raped, and by her oldest friend in the world. This couldn't be happening.

Suddenly Trunks released her as he hit the floor forcefully. Pan looked up to see Vegeta standing over her. Bra and Bulma were standing several metres away. She began to cry as she slipped to floor and sat there weeping and shaking violently.

"Trunks what were doing?!" Bulma yelled as she came running in to see her son. Bra walked toward Pan as she pushed her father out of the way. Vegeta was glaring at Trunks as he looked back him with the same anger. Trunks rubbed his face where he had received the saving blow.

"Pan you smell awful," Bra whispered. "You don't smell like perfume," She continued. Pan nodded.

"What did you just say," Bulma looked to her daughter. "Do you mean...?" Bulma couldn't finish her sentence as she looked back at her son. Pan looked up at Bulma surprised. Did she know about bonding? Or did she know that she was sexually active? The latter would be better. If Bulma knew about bonding did that mean... no Vegeta said they weren't. Pan's mind was zapping through the thoughts in her head. She sniffed and wiped her eyes as she looked at Trunks. He was smirking.

"Trunks? Were you forcing yourself on Pan?" Bulma demanded an explanation from her horny son. Trunks shook his head to break himself from the trance he seemed to be in. He looked up to his mother as he began to get up.

"No, why would I?" Trunks seemed repulsed by the idea itself.

"That's not what it looked like Trunks!" Bra yelled. "I know about the scent, and Pan forgot to cover it, so you didn't know what you were doing!" Bra yelled again as she protected her friend's reputation.

Pan stood to her feet and watched Bra protect her. She didn't deserve it. Bulma watched Bra carefully.

"So it is true, the scent thing I mean," Bulma spoke up as she turned to Pan. She nodded and so did Bra. Bulma looked immediately at her daughter.

"No, I haven't had sex yet, jeez calm down," Bra yelled embarrassed. Bulma seemed to sigh in relief, but turned back to Pan.

Bulma walked over to Pan and placed an arm around her. She walked her out of the room, trying to comfort her, acting like the mother Pan did not have right now. Pan didn't look up at Vegeta as she brushed passed him. She couldn't bear to see the look on his face. Bulma sat Pan and herself on the couch and continued to hold her.

Bra sat down at the table, as Trunks did the same, and finished his bowl of cereal in silence. Bra was staring at him. How could he be so calm after something like that. Vegeta turned and watched his two loves, past and present deep in conversation.

"Pan honey, when did it happen?" Bulma asked concerned as she handed her a much needed tissue from the coffee table in front of them. The box was still sitting there from yesterday. Pan wiped her eyes.

"It was a while ago, up until now, I've been able to cover the smell," Pan spoke quietly in shame.

"Ahh, that's why you were wearing all that perfume," Bulma spoke somewhat excited over the explanation, as if there had been a scientific break-through. Pan nodded.

"Do you know how to fix it?" Bulma asked. Pan nodded again. "Well why has nothing been done yet?" Bulma was confused.

"Well its hard, I mean how do approach such a thing?" Pan was speaking more to herself, as her mind was ticking over with a plan of action.

"Well you'll figure it out," Bulma rubbed her arm reassuringly. Pan nodded and stood up.

"Thank you, Bulma," Pan was grateful for the uncomfortable conversation. She looked up to see Vegeta had been watching, and no doubt listening the whole time. Bulma nodded.

Pan walked up the stairs towards her bedroom for some much needed perfume. She sensed his ki following behind her. He was stalking his prey. No doubt her scent had set him off too. She had to cover it, and quickly. She was stopped as he suddenly dragged her into his dark, lonely room.

"Vegeta!" Pan gasped. What if someone had followed them? Vegeta sat her on the bed. Pan looked up at him sadly, thinking back to Trunks and the accident downstairs. Why couldn't he end her pain?

 

"Seriously, Vegeta, what if someone followed us?" She began to nervously play with her nails as she looked at the closed door. She wasn't in a good mood, in fact she couldn't recount the last time she was. Looking back up to Vegeta, she couldn't help but feel angry toward him. He could stop all of this. The question was, why wasn't he? What was stopping him from bonding to her?

"Should we go somewhere else then?" Vegeta sat beside her as took in a breath slowly and seductively. Pan stood up immediately and went to the door. "Where are you going?" Vegeta growled frustrated as he stood up and tried to stop her as she quickly opened the door and shut it in his face behind her. Vegeta growled from his side of the door.

Pan ran to her room quickly as she felt Vegeta's ki rise and fall quickly. He was angry. She grabbed the perfume bottle and covered herself in it. Pan gasped again as Vegeta almost ripped her door off its hinges in his rage, and unsatisfaction.

Vegeta wrinkled his nose in disgust as the overwhelming smell of the perfume hit his sensitive nostrils. "Again with the perfume!" He wasn't happy. She stared at him in disbelief. How could he say that? It was like he didn't care. She wished he would just end her suffering.

"Excuse me! Were you not downstairs before to see what had happened? Trunks attacked me," Pan was becoming furious. "It's all your fault," she quieted her voice so no one would hear her. Vegeta smirked to himself.

"It took two," Vegeta spoke sharply. Pan was shocked. Immediately her hand, as if self-possessed slapped him hard against his face. He was surprised by her reaction. He didn't even notice her running out of the room.

Pan was beginning to well up with tears as she ran down the stairs and sped out the door and into the sky. She had to learn a better way to show her anger, than just running away. At least she could make sure that she was dressed first. He watched from the window as his student took to the sky to escape him.

Vegeta walked down the stairs to find his family staring at him. Bulma and Bra looked concerned after seeing Pan flee the house moments ago, Trunks however looked angry. Bulma rushed toward Vegeta.

"Pan just left in a hurry. I think that she's upset," Bulma tried to get his attention. Vegeta just grunted his response as he looked in the direction that Pan had flown.

"I think you should go after her," Bulma urged him further. Vegeta turned and looked at her. Would she care for Pan this much if she knew the truth? Vegeta turned to look at Trunks who was visibly furious. "She'll listen to you Vegeta, you're her sensei," Bulma was becoming worried for Pan's welfare.

"Fine," Vegeta walked toward the door. Bulma followed as he opened the door. He turned to watch Trunks as Bulma kissed him on the cheek. His eyes returned to hers. When was the last time they showed each other affection? He was caught off guard. Trunks furiously pushed his chair over as he got up from the table and left the room. Vegeta took it as a chance to leave as he took off into the sky after Pan.

As if on schedule, Pan felt Vegeta's ki coming up fast behind her. Did he ever just leave her alone? Pan slowed down and hovered above the trees to wait for him. Vegeta felt her stop. When he arrived at his destination, he would be on the receiving end. Of what he didn't know. Words or fists. Pan came into view as she stayed there waiting for him. She hadn't attempted to power up; so he realised it would a barrage of words.

"Vegeta," Pan spoke calmly and softly. He watched her cautiously. "How dare you try to take me Bulma's home? That was low, lower than you, or so I thought," Pan continued as she slowly floated toward the ground.

"You thought I couldn't resist you," Pan smiled as Vegeta joined on the ground.

"No, your wrong, it's me who can't resist you when you smell like that," Vegeta smirked although he was serious.

"Is that why you haven't done it? The smell? You like it so much that I must live my life in this pain?" Pan stepped toward him. Vegeta stayed silent.

"How selfish. If only I knew that a few months ago," Pan looked to the ground. She couldn't even look him in the eye. She saw two feet in front of her suddenly as she felt the warmth envelop her. The strong arms that she had missed. She rested her cheek against his shoulder as he held her tightly.

"It's not that I'm selfish," Vegeta whispered in her ear. Pan began to cry.
"I was taught that bonding is a weakness, that it's a trap," Vegeta spoke honestly. She pulled away to look him in the eye.

"A trap? Monogamy a trap?" Pan laughed at his attempt to explain, he was making things worse.

"If we were bonded and one of us died, the other would perish as well," Vegeta ignored her laugh.

"I'm not about to die, Vegeta. And how do you that it's even true. We are both Super Saiyan's, we would be strong enough to survive," Pan smiled sweetly, and apologetically.

"Emotions are a weakness as well, and I would be telling the universe that I have feelings for you," Vegeta continued.

"That's what you were taught, but honestly, Vegeta, aren't I proof enough that emotions can also be a terrific force. Emotions helped me get to place I am now. I'm stronger than ever, and it's because of loving you," Pan stepped toward him and kissed him passionately on the lips.

"Very well, that it true," Vegeta spoke as her lips released his.

"Do you not love me, Vegeta? That's the only possibility that I can think of," Pan became serious again. "Is it Bulma, do you still love her?" Pan was confused and quickly becoming upset again.

"No and no," Vegeta answered simply.

"Vegeta I love you, and I want to be with you," Pan was upset now. Vegeta pulled her roughly to him and into a deep kiss.

"And you will be with me," Vegeta whispered before kissing her again. Pan was deliriously happy as she kissed him desperately. She released him as she smirked. Quickly, faster than able to be detected, she took out his knees as he fell onto his back on the wet ground.

Pan straddled him as she pulled off her top. It was early morning and she hadn't dressed yet, so there was no need to discard a bra. Her nipples became hard as the crisp air sent a chill down her back. She began to kiss him again, but more fiercely. She could feel him smirking against her lips as she tore off his shirt.

Vegeta quickly flipped them as Pan's naked back touched the wet grass. She gasped at the coolness of it, yet she was burning hot. He stripped her of all other hindering garments as she began to return the favour. It had been weeks since they had experienced passion like this, and both craved it painfully.

Their lips met again as Vegeta almost held her up from the ground. Pan held on tightly to his shoulders as he plunged into her. He collapsed forward again as she began to work her hips against him. He groaned deliriously with the pleasure. He drove into her harder and faster as her moans met his groans.

Vegeta stopped suddenly as Pan went silent. "Are you sure you want this? Are you sure that you want me?" He was deadly seriously, although he was almost gasping for precious air. This was it. He was revealing more of himself than ever before. She could visibly see the concern, and the love that he felt for her.

"Forever," Pan smiled as the sweat was quickly forming over her body. Vegeta again plunged deeper, deeper than he had ever dared to go. She gasped almost in pain. But that pain was nothing compared to what was next.

Pan screamed out in pain as Vegeta bit down hard into her neck. The pain subsided quickly and was replaced with the most amazing heat. Instinct kicked in as Pan immediately took his salty neck and bit down into his flesh. Vegeta groaned against her neck as the pain and then the euphoria kicked in.

Suddenly Pan's mind was filled with the most surreal and disturbing images she had ever seen. Little tiny green men were laughing as they seemed to be mocking her. The images flashed again to a beautiful day, blue sky and the warm sun, and her grandfather. Goku was standing on a cliff face facing her as the slight breeze caught his hair. He was younger as well. Her father was there too, but he was just a child. Another flash to another planet, just as beautiful with its green sky. Bulma was standing there, but she was deeply afraid, Krillin was there too. Flash. A white, disgusting lizard, was laughing evilly. Pan was suddenly in pain. Had the lizard harmed her? Earth again. The images began to all merge together as Pan saw her father grow up, Trunks was born. Another evil foe, an ugly pink blob. Again the burn surged through her body as saw the monster being blown away in bits. Bra was born, and Pan saw herself as a child. She saw herself training and smiling. She was happy. She saw herself transform as if through someone else's eyes. All of the images, they were seen through someone else's eyes. This was someone's life. She felt their pain. Experienced all that this person had, in their terrible and cruel life. Vegeta!

Vegeta was shocked to be face to face with Videl and Gohan, they were smiling and they were beaming proudly as they looked down at him. There were dolls and bears, and ribbons and dresses everywhere. The colour pink consumed every possible space. He saw himself looking down and smirking. He watched himself as he slowly aged in the flashing images. He saw himself soften. He saw his eyes glowing amber as he looked on. Suddenly he felt great pain as he looked at Gohan and then again to Videl. Her heart was breaking. The pain was unbearable, as again Vegeta looked at himself with his eyes again, amber and a huge, proud smirk on his face. This wasn't his life, this was someone else's. It was Pan.

Pan screamed as she reached her peak, at the exact same moment as Vegeta reached his. She gasped as realised what had happened. She rolled to the side away from Vegeta and began to cry uncontrollably. Vegeta watched as he realised what had happened. If he had just quickly lived her life, she had seen his life.

"Pan? I'm sorry," Vegeta spoke sadly as he pulled her quivering body to his. Pan continued to cry in pain. "Pan, Pan!" He tried to shake her back to attention.

"Vegeta, I died twice," Pan cried against him. Vegeta held her more tightly as he pulled away the hair from her neck. The deep gash in her neck was healing already.

"No, I died twice," he whispered soothingly and reassuringly. Pan felt her neck where Vegeta was gazing.

"But I felt it, all of it. The people I..you killed, and the beatings you received and your deaths, I felt them all as if it was me," Pan was coming back to her senses. "My father told me, warned me about you, he saw everything you did. I never believed that you were that bad," Pan was shocked as she looked up into his eyes. He was weeping.

"I'm sorry, if I knew...I wouldn't have.." Vegeta stuttered. He hadn't meant to hurt her. If he knew that would have happened, maybe he wouldn't have bonded with her. Pan kissed his cheeks lovingly as she wiped away his tears.

"All I'm saying is I now know where he was coming from," Pan smiled. "You saw my life..." Pan trailed off as she thought back on her own life.

"And now I know what you were going through with Gohan and your mother," Vegeta stood up and pulled Pan from the ground. She was beginning to shake. He grabbed his shirt and wrapped it around her shoulders before pulling her into his body.

"It's nothing to what you've..." Pan stopped as she noticed the deep gash in his neck. She pulled away as she looked more closely. She reached up and ran her finger over the mark. "It's almost healed," Pan was surprised. Vegeta again lifted her hair away.

"So is yours," Vegeta smirked as Pan immediately felt hers. She smiled. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him lovingly.

"Thank you so much, Vegeta."

 

 

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