Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Love's Complications ❯ Pain in the Neck ( Chapter 18 )

Pain in the Neck

"Trunks what's up with you lately?" Bra threw herself on Trunks bed as she kicked her feet in the air. Trunks was sitting at his desk furiously typing down some research notes on his laptop. Trunks swung the chair around to face his annoying younger sister.

“I should lock my door you know," Trunks smirked as he watched his nosy sister playing with her hair, curling it around her index finger, her eyes seemingly crossed as she looked at the blue strands. Bra looked up at him as a result of his comment.

“I'm serious, you are always angry at the moment and I can't figure it out. Not to mention this morning," Bra swung herself around to sit facing brother, her usually simple and happy expression changing to a stern one.

“Don't even start on that, Bra," Trunks groaned as he shut his laptop without turning around, before standing up and walking to the door. Bra followed suit and stood up walking behind him.

“Come on Trunks, talk to me," Bra moaned.

“Did mum put you up to this?" Trunks turned to face her.

“Trunks," Bra moaned loudly. Trunks grunted and began to walk away. Bra of course followed. She wasn't a fighter, but she could read ki, and she could feel her brothers rising quickly.

“Fine, but I'll find out what's eating you, I will!" Bra yelled from the spot she had stopped outside her room.

Trunks walked downstairs in a bad mood yet again. Bulma watched as her son threw open the door and took into the sky. Was she losing everyone? Everyone was changing so much. Even Vegeta. Why had he moved out of their room? What triggered it? Was it someone else? Bulma's thoughts were suddenly interrupted as Vegeta walked in the door, with Pan following close behind.

“Pan honey, your back!" Bulma stood up and rushed toward Pan. Bulma pulled the younger woman to her and hugged her tightly. Vegeta began to walk to the kitchen, but stopped. Pan watched Vegeta over Bulma's shoulder. Vegeta turned to watch Pan. Her ki had just risen quickly. He was curious as to why that had happened.

“Bulma, please I'm fine," Pan growled. Straight away she regretted her tone. Bulma was only concerned and she almost bit her head off. Bulma released Pan and tried to keep a strong stance. Vegeta watched Pan and her strange behavior.

“Well okay Pan, I just thought you needed a hug," Bulma put on her most impressive smile. Pan nodded as Bulma walked away to do some work. Vegeta grabbed Pan's arm after his former partner left the room. He roughly pulled her closer; he had an annoyed expression plastered across his face.

“You like it rough?" Pan giggled. She stopped laughing as she looked at Vegeta's face. He was serious.

“What was that just now?" Vegeta growled slightly angry.

“What?" Pan played ignorant, as she began to play seductively with his shirt. Vegeta brushed her hand aside.

“Your attitude with Bulma, not to mention your ki increase," Vegeta growled as he moved her hand again.

“Okay, well I didn't mean to be nasty to her, it's just I'm sick of everyone feeling sorry for me," Pan sighed as she crossed her arms and stopped touching him. “I'm not some doll you know, I don't need protecting, and I have plenty of my own strength to protect myself. I don't need anyone," Pan growled.

“What has gotten into you?" Vegeta was deeply confused by the sudden change in her demeanor.

“What about you, you'll all caring suddenly, now what's up with that?!" Pan snapped back.

“I am... not," Vegeta stopped to think about his last comment. Pan looked at him and watched him think it over.

“It's you," Vegeta looked back into her eyes.

“Me? What do mean me?" Pan asked offended.

“Bonding," Vegeta said simply.

“Bonding?" Pan was suddenly interested. Vegeta nodded as he continued to think about it. “You mean, we shared our pasts and our feelings?" Pan thought about it too.

“Well that's logical," Vegeta nodded. “You're acting like me, and I'm acting like you," Vegeta made the connection.

“You're right, I mean I would never speak to Bulma with such disrespect," Pan was shocked thinking back to a few minutes ago.

“I shouldn't have cared, but I did," Vegeta continued.

“Wow, I never even imagined bonding would affect us so badly. I mean did you know this would happen?" Pan asked him curiously, wanting to know if she should expect any more surprises.

“Not to my knowledge, but then I didn't know that I would see your whole life through my own eyes," Vegeta explained his lack of knowledge. “I only ever heard of bonding, I didn't know anyone who was bonded," Vegeta explained further.

" Well this is great, we are totally in the dark and these are our bodies, our lives that are effected and we now have no control over this," Pan was becoming increasingly upset.

Vegeta pulled Pan to him and held her tightly. Pan hugged him back lovingly in the middle of the Brief's family home. She loved the warmth she received from him, and since bonding, she felt closer to him than ever.

“I thought I felt your..." Bra stopped at the top of the stairs as she caught sight of Pan and her father embracing. Pan whipped around to see her friend.

“Bra, hey," Pan tried to sound upset as she squeezed Vegeta's hand tightly.

“Oh Pan, what's wrong," Bra came rushing down the stairs to comfort her friend. Pan smiled on the inside as she squeezed his hand again before releasing it and walking toward Bra. Vegeta finally got the gist of Pan's cover up as Bra hugged her.

“I guess, I'm still shook up from the whole Trunks thing,” Pan lied her little heart out, not knowing any other way. “Your dad was just making me feel better," Pan continued, but cringed inside when she said 'your dad'. I mean it was her best friend's father for god's sake.

“Do you know what you need?" Bra's face immediately lit up.

“What?" Pan was regretting her plan.

“I have credit cards needing to be burnt, you in?" Bra giggled. Pan nodded, deep down she was a woman as well, and couldn't deny an awesome shopping trip.

“As long as lunch is involved," Pan smiled warming to the idea of getting a new outfit. In fact she couldn't even remember the last trip out to the mall she had with Bra. “You know, I think I really need this," Pan smiled.

“Well go get ready," Bra looked Pan up and down.

“Okay, Okay. I'm going," Pan laughed, also glad to have shaken off her Vegeta experience; she was herself again.

“Well, what are you doing today?" Bra turned to her father. Vegeta watched Pan walk up the stairs.

“Training alone now," Vegeta snorted as he walked into the kitchen to get a drink. Bra shrugged her shoulders before rushing up the stairs herself to get ready.

Pan stripped off and stood in front of her mirror. She smiled as she pulled a few strands of grass off herself that were stuck to her skin. She stepped closer to look at the mark on her neck. She scraped her hair away to get a better look. She ran her fingers over the scar as it sent a delicious chill down her spine.

Suddenly her stomach did a back flip as her mouth flew up to her mouth. Immediately she ran to the bathroom and began to throw up. She pulled her hair back from her face as she continued to lose her stomach. Pan wiped her mouth and quickly brushed her teeth to rid her mouth of the disgusting taste. Bonding must have really taken a toll on her body.

Pan went to the mirror and looked at the mark again. Obviously another bonding attribute, Pan sighed to herself. I wonder if Vegeta is feeling ill? Pan walked back into her room to get ready, she felt better already. Strange.

Pan entered the lounge a little while on, in a black boob tube and some faded jeans with some ridiculous black heels to impress Bra. Her hair was in a high ponytail as the long tail hung down her back. “You know, I'm so jealous of your hair," Bra laughed as she playful tossed it while walking passed Pan.

“Thanks for messing it up," Pan laughed half annoyed. Pan looked over to see Vegeta. She smiled as he watched her from a distance. He pointed to his neck and then pointed back at her. Pan frowned confused as she looked at Bra waiting by the front door. Pan touched her neck and realized what he meant. She was exposing the mark. Immediately she let her hair down as it covered the mark and framed her face again.

“Come on, lunch remember, I'm starving," Bra growled. Pan ran to the door and pushed her through before closing the door. “To the mall!" Bra yelled.

“To the mall!" Pan agreed with slightly less enthusiasm. The trip to the mall was short due to Bra's need for speed. Finding a park was easy as well, no worries there.

Bra smiled as several men yelled out to her. Pan watched quietly amused. “You enjoy the attention don't you," Pan laughed as they sat down in the café.

“Duh!" Bra smiled as she watched the cute males over Pan's shoulder. The meal was delicious as Pan was starving as well, which surprised her, despite the fact that she was Saiyan. The two friends were having a much-needed catch up, and it seemed so long since they just laughed together.

Bra was drinking her iced tea as she looked up at Pan playing with her neck insistently. “Pan seriously, what are you doing? You keep playing with your dam neck, stop it," Bra spoke up in irritation. Pan almost fell off her chair at the comment; she had been in a daze.

"What did you say?" Pan asked as she placed her hair behind her ear nervously.

"Omigod! What is that?!" Bra jumped out of her seat and came around the table to Pan. Pan started freaking out. What was she going to do? Placing her hair behind her ear must have exposed her scar.

“It's nothing," Pan placed her hand over it protectively.

“Is it what I think it is?" Bra giggled excitedly. Pan was growing red from embarrassment as people were beginning to turn in their chairs to look at what was causing such a fuss.

“Sit down, Bra," Pan begged. Bra shook her head.

“Let me see it," Bra pulled Pan's hand away. Pan was weak from shock as Bra saw the scar herself and gasped, as did the people behind her who were interested in what was going on.

“Honey what is that? Is that an animal bite?" The women spoke to husband as she shook her head in disgust. Pan became protective over her mark and the love it symbolized.

“Mind your own business, bitch!' Pan yelled. The woman gasped as her and her husband got up and left.

“Pan did it hurt?" Bra was concerned. Pan shook her head as she thought back to reliving Vegeta's deaths.

“But we were only talking about bonding yesterday, when did it happen?" Bra was suddenly curious. Bra began to do the calculations in head to make the connection. Pan watched in fear as realized what Bra was doing.

“You only left the house this morning when you were upset, and dad followed you to make sure you were alright. Did he not catch up with you?" Bra asked.

“Yeah, he did," Pan answered and kicked herself mentally after the words left her mouth. Bra looked even more puzzled.

“But I lost him after that, and then came home," Pan tried to save herself.

"And you guys arrived together," Bra butted in.

"Umm, yeah, he saw me ahead of him so he caught up with me after," Pan continued to lie.

“Cool, well hey lets go do some more shopping," Bra stood up. Pan smiled and followed after her. That was too close.

The two found several outfits each and the Visa was maxed out. Pan was quiet for the whole excursion. Afraid she would blurt out the truth, silence was a better solution. Bra didn't seem to mind, she just figured that bonding was hard on the mind, or head or whatever.

Bra opened the front door as Pan carried the bags and boxes into the living room. Vegeta was in the kitchen and walked in to see what the commotion was.

“Daddy, you could help Pan," Bra motioned to the bags on the floor. Vegeta looked as his daughter annoyed. Bra growled angrily as he melted in her hand as he always did. How someone so weak could take control of him was beyond him.

Vegeta walked over and bent down by his daughter to pick up heavy purchases.

Bra gasped as Pan swung around in shock. Bra was staring at her father. At his neck. Pan dropped her bags as she felt like she would faint. Bra swung around immediately and stared at Pan who was holding her own neck to cover the mark.

“You!" Bra spoke almost speechless as she pointed at Pan, with pure hate in her eyes.