Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Penitent ❯ evrything is good but... ( Chapter 9 )

PENITENT

 

Everything is good but….

 

Pan allowed him, without protest, to fly her back to CC. Gohan was close on their heels.

Piccolo sighed as he saw them leave…

She really could not get over the changes a few hours had made. However, there was a thought, a fear that lingered in her head. No matter what she did, since before her return there was a truth…a dark truth…

 

By her own reaction to the baby kicking, Trunks had become the man in charge. She laughed inside.

Bulma was still musing over the hollering that could be heard upstairs, and all over Capsule corp. She shook her head remembering fights like that… Bra and Goten had surely taken up where Hr and Vegeta left off….

 

Her reminiscing was interrupted by the slamming open of her lab door… She was not startled on the outside… such interruptions were quite common living with Vegeta. Except it was Trunks, not her errant husband…

 

Trunks was carrying Pan bridal style and had a perturbed Gohan on his heels… this was unexpected-

When this scene exploded on her, soon after the apprehension that she had felt became apparent on her face…

 

“What's wrong- what's happened?” she yelled coming toward the three Saiyan.

 

“Nothing, can't you let me go now!” Pan argued and tried to get out of Trunks grasp, as her lingering fear came back…

Bulma took a step to Pan, knowing well enough that what had happened was all about Pan…

Pan sensed Bulma's apprehension, and sighed her frustration if only to hide her aggravation and her fear….

 

After a moment of pulse, checking and prodding Bulma took the now quiet Pan by the hand to lead her away from Trunks and Gohan- whom were quiet but too much of a presence.

 

“You weren't sparring were you?”

 

Bulma asked out of earshot of Gohan and Trunks.

 

“Of course not” she replied indignantly.

“There is no `of course not' Pan I know you”

“Well I wasn't the baby just got very restless- that's all and Trunks and dad panicked!” Pan implored Bulma to understand.

Bulma nodded sympathetically- but continued her rudimentary exam.

 

Placing her hand on the top end of her bulge- a strong kick made Bulma, "oooh, a strong one!”

 

Both women smiled.

“I think he'll win the Boudakai, next year!” Pan affirmed.

 

“Sure Honey- I have no doubt-“

 

Smiling inside about the whole situation- however, Bulma pointed out the obvious…

“Panny- I know you've had no time, it's been almost three big days since coming home- but I want to see Dr Greaves- you might remember him- he's delivered at least four Saiyans, he knows us all pretty well.”

Leave it to Bulma to get to the point… she only lacked strength for want; she had more instincts then even the most astute Saiyan.

However, Pan looked embarrassed but nodded her head...

“Bulma San?”

“Yes, Pan...”

“I haven't told anyone- but…”

 

She looked at Pan again holding her breath knowing that Pan was going to say something vital.

“I know I seem ok, but I'm really scared- I don't know, I don't want them to know>”

 

“All of them” Bulma asked trying to clear up the request.

 

Pan only nodded her head yes.

 

“OH honey, everyone is scarred, especially the first time-.”

 

“I know- but I'm scared of afterwards- and I haven't told anyone but you!”

 

“Being a mom is a scary thing, I won't lie to you. And I think more so with a Saiyan.” Bulma smiled, “but you'll do fine- and Panny everyone is here for you.”

 

Pan smiled again, but it was a sad smile, “Not everyone” she said.

 

Bulma looked- Pan had teal pooling.

 

“Now don't cry- he's here Panny. He has always been here-“referring to Goku.

 

“NO- because if he was here this would not had happened-e would have found me- I thought I heard him telling me to run- that night- he told me to leave- as much as I love Trunks, Maybe I shouldn't stay…”

 

“But I thought you were glad to be home- with Trunks” She hesitated, not too clear of the conversation but trying hard to keep up with Pan and her apprehension.

 

“I think that maybe something is wrong, like I was supposed to leave but I don't know maybe not come back…”

 

“Ok hold it! When did you start this? Because if so then why make up with Trunks as you did this morning? Why make him think that you were back with him--- Listen Missy, do not play games with these lives… IF you are just going to leave- that's not fair Pan- No matter if Trunks was in the wrong………………….. I won't let you destroy that many lives….”

 

After a few breaths, both women were staring at each other…. Then Bulma stared over again…

 

“Now you go see Dr. Greaves and pay attention to your body- Be with Trunks or end it… Today! And you are not running off” Bulma shook her fist vehemently at Pan.

 

Pan's eyes widened in horror at how mad Bulma got.

 

“Bulma Please- it's just—“

 

“”It is nothing, its nerves. You had better think again… Don't play Pan.”

 

“I am scared,” she cried.

 

“Then do what you are told” Bulma reaffirmed

 

“I don't know if I can”

 

She looked sternly deciphering the plaintive tone, “Then do what I tell you and take care and Pan… relax.”

 

“I don't want Trunks to know.” She asked again...

“Know what?” Bulma asked as though she had no idea of what transpired.

 

Pan hugged her but said no more…