Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Love's Complications ❯ Utter Pain ( Chapter 19 )

Utter Pain

"Bra!" Pan yelled in complete shock. Bra stood in front of her best friend in the world in pure disgust. She was physically shaking. Her mind couldn't absorb the whole concept of what this situation meant as her mind was screaming through a whole list of different scenarios.

Pan stepped toward her friend as she looked to Vegeta for some help with his daughter. Bra stepped back from Pan as if she was poison. "Bra," she begged to be heard; to be given a chance to explain at least.

"Don't say a dam thing. What could you possibly say to me to make this better?" Bra was almost screaming now. Pan stepped back in fear, and in hurt.

Vegeta growled as he stepped toward his daughter. "Don't come near me, father!" Bra yelled at him. She felt like throwing up. Her father and her best friend were together. It was just wrong. So horribly wrong.

“Bra, shut your mouth," Vegeta growled at his daughter, fully aware that Bulma was in the house. Bra starred daggers at her father. How could he say that to her?

“I will not! That's why you don't sleep in the same room as mum anymore isn't it?!" Bra yelled as she began to cry. All of this was finally fitting together. He sleeps in a different room, he's always training and even his attitude has changed.

"Yes, that's true," Vegeta tried to calm himself down in order for Bra to feel more comfortable. Pan watched Bra and Vegeta fight. This was all her fault. How did this whole thing start in the first place? Maybe if she hadn't trained with him so often. Perhaps if she had stopped training when she was younger. Or maybe if she had never even started. Yes, if she had never started training with him, it wouldn't have all turned out like this.

“How could you?! She loves you, she always had!" Bra yelled again. Bra turned to her friend again. “And you?! How could you do this? He is older than your grandfather!" Bra yelled as she walked closer to her to address her personally. Pan looked at her friend and began to cry. First she lost her parents and then Trunks and now her best friend. She never meant to hurt anyone. “You disgust me!" Bra yelled again.

Pan and Vegeta looked up as they felt the power level outside. Bra watched them curiously before she too picked up on it. The three Saiyan's went silent as Trunks opened the door and walked inside. He looked at Pan and his father before looking sadly at his younger sister. He noticed that she was crying as he walked toward them. Pan was weeping too.

“You know?" Trunks asked sadly as he pulled his sister into a protective hug. He glared at Pan angrily.

“Wait. You knew?" Bra pulled away after her realization. “Why didn't you tell me?" Bra wept. Trunks looked down at his sister whose eyes were beginning to go red.

“It was better you didn't know," Trunks reasoned.

“It's not your job to protect me," Bra yelled. Her mind was so mixed up, that she even turned on Trunks. He was only trying to help and yet she was pushing him away as well. He was her only ally in this situation.

“Yea, well who is suppose to? Him?!" Trunks pointed at Vegeta. He didn't mean to lash out his sister, but he was furious.

“That's why you've been acting so weird lately isn't it?" Bra looked up at Trunks. He simply nodded his reply. Trunks sighed. It felt like some of the weight of carrying the lie had been lifted. The weight was halved as Bra took the other half.

“So you did it. Are you happy, Pan?!" Trunks was raising his voice.

“What?" Pan spoke quietly. Vegeta stepped toward his mate as his children cringed.

“You destroyed your family and now you have destroyed ours!" Trunks yelled. Pan began to cry.

“Your parents know?" Bra was confused. Pan looked to her friend sadly and shook her head.

“You two are the only one's who know," Vegeta answered his daughter's question.

“How long? How long has this been going on?" Bra asked. Trunks nodded. He was interested in this answer as well.

“My birthday," Pan answered quietly as she looked at Vegeta.

“Your formal?" Bra asked disgusted. That was months ago.

“When you two disappeared. That's where you were, that's what you were doing. That's disgusting," Trunks was growing angry as he did the numbers in his head. Thirty minutes they were gone from her party, the months since then. It came rushing into the foreground of his mind.

“Why Pan? She is so young. What is it about her?" Bra wiped away her tears. Her tears were too precious to cry over her father and his whore. Trunks ears pricked up at his sister's serious question.

His eyes returned to Pan who was visibly shaking. Was he jealous? How long had he loved her? Could he even remember the moment he realized that he had feelings for his father's student. All that had changed now. Perhaps that was why he was so angry now. Perhaps he was angry because he was so hurt. Maybe at one point he thought she felt the same.

Vegeta looked seriously at his daughter. Her question was just and it deserved an honest answer. It had surprised him that she was capable of asking such a relevant question. She had grown, and he seemed to have missed it. It made him almost sad. He looked to Trunks who was eager for his answer. He was a man now, and he was strong. Perhaps he had always under-rated him. Maybe he should have challenged his son to train with him more.

Vegeta looked back to his daughter as he prepared himself to answer. “Why Pan? That's your question?" Vegeta took a quick glance at Pan before returning his focus back to his children. “You make it sound like I planned to hurt your mother, but I'm telling you that I honestly did not, " Vegeta started. Trunks scoffed at his father annoyed.

"I never planned to abandon Bulma, but slowly as my training with Pan continued, I began to love her. Not in an intimate way, but as a daughter or a niece. Only as time passed that love changed. I no longer saw a daughter who needed protecting and training, but I saw a strong women, who could protect herself and who no longer needed my training, but who could go head to head with me. She became an equal, when once she was a pathetic girl. She strived for my approval, and she gained a lot more," Vegeta finished as he looked over to Pan.

Pan became to weep over Vegeta's words. Never had she heard him speak so highly of her. He was beyond proud. Pan smiled happily but immediately her face fell as she looked to Vegeta's children.

"Ok fine, you answered my question, but are you going to honestly stand there expect us to believe that was the truth?" Bra laughed. Pan looked to Bra scared of what was about to come out of her mouth.

"What do you mean?" Pan spoke up suddenly walking toward Bra, she had to fight back to impulse to hit her. Trunks stepped forward protectively in case Pan lifted a hand.

"I don't need your protection, Trunks. She doesn't have the INNER strength to hurt me," Bra smirked.

"What do you mean, Bra, about my answer," Vegeta attempted to defuse the oncoming rumble. Bra immediately turned to her father, still standing away from the other three.

"Well father, what I was going to say is, how do we know you didn't just want a young whore, who was as strong as you? Huh?! And who better than the girl who trusts you and who you taught to keep secrets from a young age. That seems reasonable right?" Bra looked at Vegeta angrily.

"Bra, how could say that?" Pan stepped closer.

"It seems more reasonable than what your 'lover' spoke of, Pan," Bra smirked. Pan stepped closer and raised her hand in anger. Trunks and Vegeta both immediately stepped forward to stop the fight. Pan didn't hit her, but she began to cry. Bra laughed as she pushed the broken girl to the ground.

"Get out of my house, slut," Bra hissed before spitting on her. Trunks was shocked as Bra turned and left the room. Vegeta looked to Pan on the floor before stepping forward and helping her up. Pan wiped the saliva from the corner of her nose as she looked to Trunks sadly.

All three heads turned abruptly to where Bra had just left at the sound of her gasp.

Bra almost fell over as she ran into her mother. Bulma stood there tears rolling down her cheeks, but she didn't move or acknowledge her daughter. "Mum!" Bra yelled as she shook her mother. Bulma seemed to be in shock after overhearing the whole event in the living room.

"Bulma?" Pan gasped herself. She couldn't believe it. Bulma must have been in the corridor the whole time. How could she have hurt her. Bulma was more like a mother than her own one. Bulma never judged her for the training. She gave her a room in her home, she welcomed her into her own family. And how did she repay her kindness and compassion? By stealing her partner, her life companion.

Pan couldn't help herself as she ran to the corridor to where Bulma had been hiding. She had to apologize. But she wasn't thinking clearly.

"Pan!" Trunks yelled as she was halfway there. Pan turned abruptly.

"Don't you dare! Get out! Get out before you do more damage!" Trunks yelled angrily.

Pan stood in place as thought about everything in a split second. She had no one except Vegeta now. She had destroyed so many people's lives. Pan looked at Trunks, then to the corridor entrance and finally back to Vegeta. Immediately she sped to the door and ran out of the house. She stood outside holding herself, while she sobbed and shook like a leaf.

Vegeta looked to Trunks, who snorted in disgust and moved to console his mother. Vegeta walked out the door that was left open by Pan, he could feel that she hadn't left the compound. He slowly made his way to his mate.

"Vegeta," Pan sobbed as she saw him walking toward her. "Oh god, Vegeta, you know that I wouldn't have hit her, right?" Pan pleaded with him. He nodded silently as he pulled her to his chest for comfort.

"I never doubted it," he whispered as he kissed the top of her head.

"You're all I have now, I have my bond with you, but I have broken all other bonds in the process," Pan wept. Vegeta just stood there and held her tight.

"Mother?" Trunks shook her to snap her back. Bra was sitting on the ground, leaning with her back against the wall with her knees up as she slowly rocked back and forth. Trunks looked down at her angrily. How could they do this to his family? Trunks punched the wall furiously as he dented it.

"Trunks?" Bulma was bought back by the sudden sound of the impact of his punch. Bra looked up at her mother, before getting to her feet.

"Mum, I'm sorry," Bra wept as hugged her mother. Bulma looked at her confused.

"Your sorry? What for? It's them who are going to be sorry," Bulma smirked as she moved her daughter aside before walking toward the stairs. Trunks looked at Bra confused before both of them ran to catch up with her.

Bulma stormed up the stairs as she came to Vegeta's cold, lonely room. She threw open the window and threw his pillow and dirty, torn training clothes out the window. Fair enough, there wasn't much in there to begin with. She threw one of bottle of deodorant out before leaving the room suddenly. Sounds in the bathroom could be heard as she rattled around in the cupboard before quickly returning. She produced some matches from her hand and quickly lit one. She smirked as she let it drop out the window and onto his belongings. They began to slowly burn as the deodorant caught and exploded.

Vegeta and Pan let each other go at the sound of the sudden explosion. Both took off to see what was going on.

Trunks and Bra were shocked to see their usually calm mother, acting insane.

"She's burning your stuff," Pan was shocked as she looked at Vegeta in fear.

"Your stuff," Vegeta spoke quietly. Pan looked at him afraid.

"My stuff?!" Pan yelled. Vegeta grabbed her hand as he shot around the building to Pan's window. Just as they arrived her door to the balcony was thrown open. Immediately Pan could hear her things being destroyed. Next everything was being thrown to the ground below.

"Bulma!" Pan yelled. She was ignored. "Bulma!!" She tried again. Bulma appeared outside with another load of her stuff in her arms.

"Don't tell my parents, please," Pan begged. Bulma only smirked as threw down the last load.

"What does that mean?" Pan turned to Vegeta. He shrugged as saw Bulma return with an arm full of Pan's glass bottle perfumes. She threw them to the ground as they shattered on impact. Bra suddenly appeared next to her as she threw the devastating burning match.

"Noooo!!!" Pan screamed as she ran towards her only belongings. Her battle clothing, the warrior uniforms and even her doll. Her whole life was about to be destroyed. Vegeta grabbed Pan back from the flames desperately.

"Now you have no need to ever come back here," Bulma smirked before turning around and slamming the door shut.

Pan sobbed uncontrollably onto Vegeta. He held her as she watched all her things burning. She leant back against him.

"I… `we' have nothing now. No family, no home, no clothes, nothing," Pan sobbed. “And we deserve it," Pan spoke coldly.