Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Saiyajin Training ❯ The Training Begins - A New Found Power ( Chapter 5 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

It took about 30 minutes for Trunks and Pan to arrive at the house. They both got out of the car, Trunks making sure he locked it before leaving it. They walked into the house, making sure nobody was home.
"Wait here," Trunks told Pan quietly, "I'm going to make sure my father is done with his training…" He quickly walked off down the long hallway over towards the training room, checking to see if it was occupied or not. Pan sat on the couch in the living room, sighing, waiting for him to return. Within a few minutes, Trunks had walked back, smiling, obviously finding nobody in it. "Yeah, looks like dad left a little earlier then I thought."
"Well, it has been about 4 hours, you know," Pan said, looking at Trunks. "He would've been done anyway, wouldn't he?"
Trunks shook his head. "Have you forgotten about how he gets, Pan? After that whipping he took from the party that day from Goku, he's been training non-stop ever since. Heh…he still is so stubborn. But anyway, go upstairs and get dressed, I left you out a clean gi to train in on the bed in the guestroom next to my room, okay? Armor and all…"
Pan smiled, going upstairs and finding a gi, like Trunks said. She got out of her clothes and slipped it on. It was the usual training gi, only a bit more fashionable, and designed for a woman. It was all black, with a light blue stripe going down the sides, sleeves, waist, and legs. The armor was white and plated with silver around the edges, covering her chest. She slipped on the white gloves and silver-tipped white boots, then took a look in the mirror. Pan smiled, pleased, the suit showed off her well formed body very nicely, curves and all. It actually made her more defined, she thought, trying to think of the right word for it. She shrugged, taking the headband out of her hair, brushing her hair all the way up into a high ponytail, a few loose strands of hair hanging loosely around her neck and face, giving sort of a sexy look to it. Pan then took off her earrings, deciding it was best if they were left off, then made her way downstairs again to the training room.
Trunks was in the training room waiting, all ready dressed in his usual blue gi, white armor, gloves, and boots, although his armor was gold plated and the boots were gold-tipped. He looked up at Pan, smiling warmly, fighting off all of those thoughts he was getting yet again as best as he could.
"Okay Pan-chan, you ready?" He asked, grinning, knowing that he called her by that nickname. Pan's eyes narrowed down.
"Yes, I'm ready, and I'm going to ignore that comment, you ass," she said glumly, glaring at him with a look that could kill. Trunks chuckled.
"Alright, alright, sorry, God help me if I even just kid around with you," he said, folding his arms across his well-built, muscular chest. "Okay, let's get started then. We'll start off with the basics…"

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Months had passed by, and Trunks and Pan spent almost every day together, training in private, continuing to keep the training lessons a secret. Whether it was training over at the Brief Residence in their high-tech training/gravity room, or just out in the forest near the mountains, the training continued on. Today they found themselves stuck training in the forest, for Vegeta was currently occupying the training room at the moment, but they didn't really seem to care. Pan was getting stronger day by day, but had not yet turned into a Super Saiyan. Trunks could tell she was getting frustrated, and he was even surprised by now that she hadn't reached her goal yet. Trunks himself had gotten stronger as he trained along side by Pan, helping her, trying to give her tips and advice. Nothing seemed to work. It all came together finally when Pan broke down, crying, frustrated.
"DAMNIT!" She shouted, slamming her fist into the ground, a huge crack running through the spot where she slammed it, running into a few trees and rocks, splitting them in half. "THIS ISN'T WORKING!" Pan sobbed, sitting down, head buried into her arms, tears pouring down her face. Trunks felt his heart break, looking at how upset she was. He kneeled besides her, taking her into his arms.
"Don't cry, Pan," he said softly, stroking her soft hair with his fingers. "It'll be okay, don't cry. You'll turn Super Saiyan in no time, you'll see."
Pan sniffled, wiping her eyes with her gloved hand. "That's what you said 7 months ago Trunks! I'm getting impatient! My power level has more than doubled over the period of time, and at full power I'm even stronger than you are when you're in your first Super Saiyan level form! So don't give me all of this "no time" shit, I quit!" She continued to cry, burying her face into Trunks's arms.
His eyes widened. "Pan, no, you can't quit! Not after all you've done! You just can't! You've put too much time and effort into it, you gotta believe in yourself." Trunks held her closer, trying to comfort her.
Pan stopped crying. "You…you think so? Maybe like, just a little while longer? You promise me?" She looked into his eyes. He stared back, blue eyes facing golden auburn ones.
"I promise Pan." He smiled, laughing a little. "You know, you're already drop-dead gorgeous now, I can't imagine what it's gonna be like when you have golden hair and shining aqua green eyes…" Trunks gasped, cutting himself off. His eyes widened…had he just said that out loud? He felt his cheeks get hot.
Pan blinked. "Is…is that what you think of me? Trunks-chan?" She smiled, looking at him as his face turned yet another shade of red.
Trunks sighed, looking down, his lavender bangs hanging over his eyes. He smiled, embarrassed and shy, all at once. "Y…Yes Pan, I do. I really do think you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen before in my life." He looked up. "Pan, I've had these feelings towards you since I first saw you after those long 5 years, and, I don't know how to put it into better words than this, and maybe I'm overstepping my limits here, but…Pan, I…" He choked on his words. "I…"
Pan's eyes were wide, shining with unshed tears, smiling brightly, "You…?"
Trunks took a deep breath. "I love you."
Pan couldn't take it anymore. She moved her lips to his, sharing a deep, passionate kiss. She felt those unshed tears now, slowly rolling down the sides of her cheeks. Trunks was in shock at first, not expecting the kiss, his sapphire blue eyes widened, then after a moment or two, he closed his eyes, kissing back. Their tongues met one another, exploring the other's mouth. Soon they found themselves lying down, Trunks on top of Pan, holding his weight up with his elbows, continuing to kiss his beloved Pan. After a long while they finally broke the kiss, the both of them gasping for air.
"Trunks, I love you too. I've loved you since I was just a little girl, but now…" She was cut off by his lips pushing against hers again, kissing her long and hard. Slowly Trunks found his hands moving around her body to where the armor covered her chest, grabbing it and sliding it off her body. Pan allowed him to, and found herself moving her hands to where his armor was, doing the same. Trunks had moved his mouth from her lips to her neck, making a trail of butterfly kisses, slowly unzipping her training gi, moving the material down her shoulders to her waist, exposing her bare breasts to him. He gazed at them hungrily, taking in their beauty, then kissing her neck once again down to them, tracing his tongue over her now-hardened nipples. Pan let out a soft moan, as she allowed him to continue teasing her breasts, taking off her gloves and tossing them to the side. Trunks licked at her right breast, moving his warm mouth around it, massaging the opposite one with his hand, then switching his mouth over to the left one and moving his hand to the right. Pan let out another moan, a little louder this time, and started to move her lower body against him, getting him harder then he already was. He growled low in his throat, taking off his gloves, throwing them somewhere unknown, at the moment he really didn't care, and pulled off Pan's gi, along with her boots. All that she had on left was a pair of black, lacy panties.
"Hey! I'm almost naked here, and you still got your clothes on! What is this?" Pan giggled, moving her hands to Trunks's back and unzipping his suit, sliding it off along with his boots, smiling, gazing at his rock hard chest, then looking down at the bulge in his boxer-briefs (Hey, the gi is too skin tight for him to wear his usual baggy boxers! ^_~). She grinned evilly, moving her hands against his growing arousal, making him twitch and groan, gasp and moan.
"Ah! P…Pan! You can't tea…ah…tease me like this! It's not right!" Trunks complained, closing his eyes together tightly, letting out a soft moan as her hands continued to tease him through the annoying material in its way. Pan chuckled, licking at Trunks's lips. "Patience, Trunks, I'm getting there," she whispered seductively into his ear, licking at his earlobe.
With those words, she slowly moved down his body with her tongue, encircling her warm mouth around each of his nipples, making him shudder with pleasure. She continued traveling down slowly, then, getting to the boxer-briefs, she grabbed the waistband with her teeth and pulled them off, his length standing up, as hard and aroused as it could possibly get. With a hungry look in her eyes, Pan licked her lips, then took his hard dick into her hand, playing around with it at first teasingly, sliding her hands up and down it slowly, grinning when she saw Trunks's face, then took it into her mouth. She smiled at his reaction, a loud growl and moan somewhat mixed together as his hands pressed against the back of Pan's head, pushing her gently closer to his body. She continued to lap and lick, suck and tease at his length, Trunks continued to moan and gasp, bucking his hips forward, shoving more of it into Pan's mouth. Just as she tasted the first few drops of his pre-cum, she stopped, licking her lips, smiling at him. He whimpered, wanting more, but Pan wouldn't give it to him.
"Oh, so that's your little game, huh?" Trunks sat up, grinning wickedly. "Well I'm just gonna show you how it feels to be toyed with, then…"
Pan didn't have time to protest as Trunks grabbed her panties and shoved them off of her, tossing them aside, then started to lick at her soft, wet pussy. She gasped, feeling his tongue slowly slide around her inner thighs, his thumb rubbing against her clit slowly, making her squirm and gasp. Finally he slid his tongue into her, tasting her juices as they began to flow from her aroused pussy. Her legs found themselves wrapped around his neck, her back arched, moaning in pure ecstasy. Just as she was about to be hit with an orgasm, Trunks stopped, licking up the juices that were on his lips. She growled, frustrated, wanting more. Trunks smirked.
"See? It sucks, don't it?" He chuckled, getting interrupted by Pan's mouth moving over his, her tongue getting pushed into his mouth. She frenched him for a long moment, then pulled away, nibbling at his ear.
"I need you now, Trunks," she pleaded, pressing her body against his. He smiled warmly, nodding in response, taking her legs and spreading them apart slightly, moving himself to her entrance. He pushed in slowly, feeling Pan tighten around him, her soft whimpering becoming a bit louder.
"This might hurt a little…" Trunks warned, kissing her lips gently, then pushing his full length into her, feeling her virgin barrier break. Pan cried out, tears forming in the corner of her eyes, sliding down her face. He kissed them away, slowly moving himself almost all the way out, then back in again. Pan soon got used to this, and shortly her pain turned into pleasure. Trunks groaned at how tight she was, her muscles tensing up and tightening around his dick. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he started to increase the speed, sliding back and forth, in and out, over and over again, faster and harder with each thrust. Pan moaned loudly, pinching her own nipples, causing more pleasure to arouse within her body. Trunks smiled, sucking at her breast once again, her back arching up as he did so. This continued on for a while longer, both exchanging lovingly glances at one another, both caught up in one another's gasps and moans.
For a short while it was all going fine, until Trunks's natural urges took over. With a loud cry, he powered up, his chi rising around him, a golden aura, his hair standing up straight with the power, flickering back and forth between a light purple to a bright gold, until finally staying at its golden form. Trunks's dark blue eyes changed from a dark blue to an eerie aqua green, gazing at Pan, her eyes widened. Trunks's thrusts began to increase speed incredibly, going as fast and as hard as he could. Pan whimpered and cried out, her power level also rising, trying to withstand his immense power. Trunks finally realized what he was doing, that Pan wasn't able to take it all, when suddenly it happened. Just as he began to slow down, Pan cried out, her energy level at her peak, and with one last final scream, her hair flowed up, a powerful burst of energy blew around her, the reddish-orange aura that usually surrounded Pan suddenly flickering to a hot white, then to gold. Her dark raven hair flickered on and off between two colors, gold to black, gold to black, and with one last flash of light, it flowed around her, standing up, a bright gold. Pan's eyes were narrowed, closed shut, until she opened them once more, as they changed from its normal golden auburn color to a bright emerald, aqua colored green. Trunks just stared at amazement, his thrusting coming to a halt. Pan had just turned into a Super Saiyan
"Well don't just stop!" Pan cried out, "MOVE DAMNIT!"
Trunks just held his mouth open, and with one shout at her order, he nodded, and continued thrusting, the pace going as fast and as hard as ever. The two Super Saiyajins cried out, moaning loudly with pure pleasure. Without warning, just before she reached her peak, Pan sat up, wrapping her arms around Trunks's neck, licking her way around his jaw line, then to his neck, where she sunk her teeth into him, marking him as her mate. He cried out, but calmed down after she started licking at his wound, tasting a few drops of his blood. Soon after he did the same, marking her as his mate for eternity, hearing the same reaction he gave her, then a soft sigh as he licked at the bit mark. After a few moments, they both came, moaning out loudly, their cries echoing through the empty forest. They both collapsed on top of eachother, powering down from their SSJ forms. After a few moments of rest, they looked up into one another's eyes and smiled.
"Pan," Trunks smiled, "You did it. You turned Super Saiyan."
Pan nodded, then kissed her new mate passionately. "I couldn't have done it without you, Trunks."
Trunks lied down besides her, holding her in his arms, sleep overcoming the both of them. He whispered into her ear softly, "I love you, Pan-chan."
Pan smirked, whispering back, "I love you too, Trunks-chan."
They both fell asleep.