Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Saiyajin Training ❯ Two Surprises For Pan-chan ( Chapter 7 )

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

Author's Note: OMG!!! OMG OMG OMG!!! YOU GUYS!!! *sobs* I'm SOOO Sorry to keep you in suspence for like...*checks last time she's updated* FOR MANY MONTHS!!! But I promise I didn't do it purposely! I had a serious case of Writer's Block for this story, but I'm back at least, and as of lately I've had lots of free time on my hands, so I promise I won't do this to you EVER EVER EVER again!!! Okay?? Oh, and to show how sorry I am, I added yet ANOTHER lemon in it just for you guys, cause' I love yas!!! ^.^ I just hope you still loves meh!!! ;_; Eep!!! Well...anywho...

Oh, and if you really like this story? You might wanna check out the new story I've been working on, "Musical Dreams", cause...it's cool O.o; And cause' I said so o.O; ^.^;; Um...no, but seriously...cause, I'm kinda pissed I'm not getting lots of reviews on it so that's why I'm kinda "advertising" it right now. It's about Trunks wanting to be a singer, but nobody really cares or believes in him except little Pan-chan, but only getting encouragement from a 5 year old isn't exactly enough to keep Trunks going. Years later, the dream forgotten, and now taking on the duty as the President of Capsule Corporation, Trunks finds himself depressed about something. Is it because he lost out on his chances of fame as a singer? Pan tries to help, and in the end you get a romantic musical story all in one! Oh, and I don't wanna spoil the big surprise of what happens in it, but just letting you know that you WILL find out that ALL the Demi-Saiyans happen to have musical talent...*hint hint*. T/P of course, G/B, and even a little U/M (though don't expect for me to do a lemon on U/M, sorry...their minor characters, just mentioning that their in it though at least...).

Okay, well, anyway, enough of that, here's the next chapter of "Saiyajin Training"!!! And again, I'm soo sorry!! *bows over and over again* Gomen Gomen Gomen...*sweatdrops*...

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Pan smiled as she felt the first few rays of sunlight of the new day fall upon her face as she flew threw the early morning sky. She couldn't sleep very well, so decided to get up early so she could take in a short, relaxing flight.

"I can't believe it. Today I'm 21," Pan thought to herself as she kicked back and floated above a light, orangy-pink cloud. She gazed at the sunrise before her, rising over the sea. It made the ocean glitter and sparkle with white light, reminding Pan of the stars in the dark, peaceful night sky. Pan smiled. "How beautiful," she said quietly.
"Not as beautiful as you of course," a voice said from behind her. Pan's eyes widened as she flipped in the air and whirled around. Her fiery auburn eyes met with a pair of crystal blue ones. The young Saiyajin woman smiled.
"Trunks, what the hell are you doing here? And do you get a kick out of scaring the shit out of me?" Trunks laughed and wrapped his arms around Pan's narrow waist, planting a soft, sweet kiss on her cherry-red lips.
"To answer the first question, I've stayed up late all night doing work at the office so I could be at your birthday party today, I just finished, and I'm too wired on all that coffee I've been drinking all the while to get some sleep so I thought I'd take in a little flying. While I was doing that, I felt your chi and decided to say hi. As for the second question, no, I don't do it intentionally, but it is pretty damn funny." Trunks chuckled as Pan playfully hit his arm after that last little comment of his.

Pan sighed as she floated down into Trunks's lap and snuggled up against him as they stayed afloat in the sky. They stayed silent there as they both watched the sun slowly rising up into the sky and turning it different colors, from orangy-pink, to a golden yellow, and slowly but surely, turning into the clear, bright sky blue that it normally was. Pan looked up.

"Hey Trunks, what time is it?"
Trunks looked down at his watch. "Um...It's 7:00."
Pan yawned and floated up out of Trunks's lap, stretching a bit. She turned and looked at him smiling. "How about getting some breakfast with me? I'll make it. I'm in a mood for some pancakes and omelettes."
Trunks's sapphire eyes brightened up as he nodded. "Sure! That sounds great! And I'm really, really hungry too..."
Pan giggled and nodded her head in the direction of her home, giving Trunks the hint to follow her as they both flew off together, side by side, to Pan's apartment.

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Pan watched in silent amusement as her handsome boyfriend gobbled down every single bite of his breakfast within seconds after she first served it, then asked for seconds. She giggled and served him another large stack of pancakes and omlette, then sat down to eat herself. After a little while longer, both Saiyans finished their meals and lay back in their chairs, sighing in satisfaction. After a moment or so of silence, Pan spoke up.

"Trunks?"
"Yeah?"
"Um..." Pan struggled to find the right words to say about what she wanted to talk about. "Well you see, I've been thinking and, I kinda wanted you to talk about..."

Just then Trunks's cell phone rang.

Trunks reached into his jacket pocket and pulled it out, flicking open the receiver and held it up to his ear. "Hello?" He held up his finger to Pan giving her an apologetic look and then returned back to his phone call. "Yes? Yes? Oh...Oh? Oh, I see. Well, okay then. I'll see you then. Bye."

"Trunks?" Pan looked at him concerned. Trunks finally seemed to snap out of it after a brief moment or two.
"Wha...? Oh, yeah, sorry Pan. That was my secretary. It seems that some business agreement that I made with another major company didn't fall through...we just got slapped with a law suit...and our company is down a few millions..."
Trunks continued to stare blankly out at the wall while Pan looked at him, blinking. "So, I guess this means you gotta go back to work?"
Trunks looked at her, then nodded, a sad look in his eyes.
"Well...then I guess you'll have to miss my party then..." Pan trailed off quietly looking down. Trunks jumped up suddenly and rushed to her, putting his arms around her waist and pulling her close.
"No Pan, no way! I don't care how much the company is in trouble! You come first, and I've been promising you that I'd attend this party no matter what! Besides...I'm sure I can straighten things out with this other company, and get our money back..."
Pan looked up. "Trunks, now you know I think you're a good president for Capsule Corporation, but how in the hell are you gonna do all that in a matter of..." She looked at her watch. "Eight hours?!?"
Trunks smirked and stood up straight. "Might be easier than you think, my dear..."

Pan looked questionably at Trunks.

"...It just so happens that this other company's president is a woman..."
Trunks gave a laugh as he dodged the fist that went for his face. Pan glared at him.
"AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT? WHAT ARE YOU PLANNING TO DO??"
Trunks blinked. "Oh come on Pan-chan, your acting as if I'm intending to sleep with this woman in order to help out the company! I'll just simply take her out to a nice lunch at a fancy restaurant, charm her, talk deals, and then everything will be fine." Trunks smiled reassuringly at her.
Pan stared at him hard.
"Pan, lemme' put it to you this way...If I can talk my dad outta making me train with him for some other reason that he finds non-important, especially compared with his precious "training", then I can talk my way outta anything."

The raven-haired Saiyan blinked.
He had a good point.

"Okay then, fine, but promise me that you'll be there!"
"Deal."
Trunks kissed her gently on her cheek and walked out of the door, waving. Pan looked at the door that he closed behind him, and sighed. "You better keep that promise Trunks..."

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A few hours later, Pan found herself trying on different outfits for the party. While trying to decide between a cute little dress she picked up a few weeks ago or a pair of pants, the phone rang.

"Moshi-moshi, Son Pan's Residence," answered Pan as she held the receiver up to her ear.
"Pan, honey?" Came a voice from the phone. Pan's eyes brightened up.
"Mom! Hi! What's up?"
"Hi dear, listen, I'm just calling to ask if you could come a little earlier and help us set up for your party," Videl said.
"What? Oh, sure I'll help! Um...what time do you want me there? Now?"
"Yeah, now's good," Videl responded.
"Okay then, I'll see you in a few," Pan said as she ended the conversation and hung up the phone.

The birthday girl decided that since she'd be working around a lot by putting up decorations and what not (not that it would take much effort with the ability to fly...), she would wear a pair of jeans and a shirt, then wear the dress later on when the party started and all the guests arrived. With that in mind, she quickly got dressed in her dark blue flared jeans and a red tank top. Pan then looked at herself in the mirror. Ack, wait a sec. Pan lifted her hand and rubbed a certain spot on her neck, and made a face. Her mating mark. It's not as if it was extremely noticeable or anything, but if one was to get up close, they could just make it out. Gee, yeah, right, that would be so great if everybody saw her with that mark on her neck! Thinking quickly, Pan soon found a thick black choker necklace, studded with red and white gemstones, and put it on. Well, that takes care of that.

Hmm...something wasn't just quite right. Sure, she was dressed, she had her make-up on, she took care of making sure that mark was covered up...now what else?

At that moment something caught her eye sticking out of one of her dresser drawers. Something orange. She walked over to it and pulled it out. Pan looked down at what she held, then smiled.
"Well,this sure brings back memories..."
She walked back over to her mirror, and looked at herself. She then pushed her long, shoulder-length ebony black hair behind her ears, and moved the orange material on top of her head, her bangs flopped over her forehead, then tied it tightly in the back. She took a step back and smiled at herself; Pan just wasn't Pan...without her orange bandana. She smiled gently. Gee, why did she stop wearing this thing? She couldn't remember.

Oh...wait...yes she could. It was the symbol of her "tomboyishness", so to speak, and after all the mocking over the years she couldn't take it anymore, so she ditched the thing. Getting rid of the baggy clothes and everything and now becoming a Bra Jr. with her new style of clothing, Pan had just totally forgotten about it, and just stopped wearing it all together.

It really did add a nice touch though, especially the way it blended in well with her bright red highlights. The way her dark hair gently lie across her bare shoulders and the bandana there...it looked great. Besides, she needed something orange to wear. Orange was one of her favorite colors along with blue, red and yellow. This didn't surprise her...after all, it was kinda a family thing.

With one final last mirror check, Pan quickly packed away her outfit for that night along with black high-heels into her black sports bag, then opened her balcony window, closing it and locking it behind her, then sped off into the sky towards her Grandpa Hercule's (A/N: Okay, yes, dubbiness evil, but Hercule IS actually Mr. Satan's first name, and why would his own granddaughter call him by his last name?) huge mansion, where her party was being held at.

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Pan landed right in front of the doors of Satan Manor. She moved her finger up to the doorbell and rang it. With that, she heard her grandfather's theme song play throughout the whole house. Pan just rolled her eyes. She still couldn't believe he had his own THEME SONG for crying out loud. But, then again, he was looked up to as the most famous and most popular guy around, with him saving the world from Cell and all.

Pan snickered. "Pssh, yeah right," she said to herself. No offense or anything, she loved her Grandpa Hercule, but come on, she could knock out the guy when she was 3. Pan still kinda disliked the fact that he took all the credit for saving the world from Cell when he knew damn well that a 12-year-old boy did. Yeah, her own father none-the-less. When she found that out from her mother when she was around 4ish, 5ish, she wouldn't speak to her grandfather for a whole month. She was angry with him for taking the credit from her father. She believed that he should've gotten acknowledgement and graditude from the world, but, as her parents explained, it was better off anyway because then the media would have never left Gohan and his family alone, and her grandfather did seem to enjoy all the attention. After taking it into thought for a while, Pan eventually forgave her Grandpa Hercule.

Suddenly the huge Cherrywood doors creaked open, but when Pan walked inside, she found that nobody was behind the door. She closed it behind her, and looked around the main hallway. "Weird," she muttered to herself, looking around. It was dark and seemed empty. "Hello? Is anybody here? Mom? Dad? Grandpa?" Pan called out looking for her family, or anybody for that matter. Still wandering around, she rounded the corner and came to the large enterance for the ballroom. The doors were huge, and was almost impossible to move by anybody with no real strength. Well, it was simple enough for her grandfather, and for anybody of her family? Yeah...right...enough said...

Pan opened the large ballroom doors and peered inside. It too seemed abandoned. She walked in, closing the door shut behind her. "Hello?" Suddenly, out of nowhere, a large bang was heard, and little pieces of confetti softly descended from the ceiling. With that, the large crystal chandeliers above lit up, illuminating the whole room. Everybody spang out from under tables and behind curtains, screaming out "SURPRISE!!!" Pan nearly fell over with shock.

"HEY!!! WHAT THE...OH MY KAMI!!!" She exclaimed happily, still half in shock. She looked around trying to see who was there. It seemed that everybody was; her parents, her grandparents (including both grandfathers...), her Uncle Goten and Aunt Marron (which still seemed odd to her because Marron was one of her best friends, so she didn't really call Marron "Aunt Marron". Hell, she didn't even call her Uncle Goten "Uncle Goten", he was one of her good buddies too), the both of them holding each of her new little infant twin cousins; Goten was holding Amber, and Marron was holding Onyx (A/N: Yeah, the Son family has a thing for naming people after food and such, the Briefs, well, nuff' said, and Marron is french for "Chestnut" I think, which was a play on Krillin cause of the baldness and...well...you know. Yes, now the new quarter Saiyan, quarter Android, half Human children have Jewel-themed names! I'm so clever...*coughs* o_o;; heh...). Along with her family she saw Krillin and 18, Piccolo, Vegeta and Bulma, Bra and Ubuu, Yamcha, Tien and Choutzu (A/N: Did I spell his name right? ~.~; Sorry if I didn't...), even Master Roshi, the old turtle hermit. There was also a whole bunch of other people that their families have met over the years that had attended. Just the thought that all these people being there just for her was just so cool! But there was one familiar face among the crowds who she didn't see; Where was Trunks?

Just as she was looking around for him, everybody then rushed over to her to greet her (well, besides Vegeta and Piccolo, though they both had smiles on their faces). Pan greeted everybody happily, yet still concerned on Trunks's where-abouts. Suddenly she felt a familiar chi behind her, and whipped around just as she saw Trunks about to give her a hug from behind. She giggled and smiled, giving him a big hug.

"So I'm guessing you're happy to see me," chuckled Trunks. Pan smiled and nodded. Just before they were about to pull eachother in for a kiss, Trunks snapped out of the little trance and gave her a quick peck on the cheek. Pan realized why he had and just smiled a little, looking around at the bunches of people around, noticing the figure in shadows of the ballroom watching. Ack, Vegeta!

"Oh well, I'm sure he doesn't suspect anything..." Pan thought to herself. "Well, so who cares if he saw? You want everybody to know about Trunks and yourself anyway, right? Huh? No! I don't want to have to suffer and watch Trunks die by the hands of my own father! Wait, would dad do that? No...but Vegeta would!" Pan growled to herself. It was enough that she hated hiding her true feelings from Trunks in public, and now she was having mental fights with herself.

Pan then pulled away from Trunks's embrace, she smiled and gave hugs to everybody else, then excused herself from the ballroom to go and change. She felt so under-dressed, but at least everybody was suspecting that. "I mean, come on, it was a surprise birthday party for Kami's sake!" Pan heard herself say in her head. She then flew up the stairs and ran into one of the many large luxurious rooms that Satan Manor had, closing the door behind her. Pan threw her bag onto the large King-Size bed and unzipped her bag, pulling out the delicate silk that was her dress.

Just before she was about to go and get herself dressed, there was a knock at the door, with a familiar chi standing on the outside of it. Pan opened the door and pulled Trunks in.

"What's wrong?" She asked. Wait...oh no. No, no it can't be.

Trunks had that...that..."look". And...and...that "grin". Oh Kami no, why the hell does his hormones have to kick in now?

"No, wait, don't tell me," she said, as Trunks grinned even more, eyes narrowed, frighteningly resembling his father, only a more handsome version of him (that was Pan's opinion at least. She didn't think Vegeta was half bad, but that damn hair...and could he get any shorter? Pssh...and all that time people mocked Krillin's height...). "Trunks, I know that look. No, not here, not now! And how'd you get so horny all the sudden?"

"Sorry Pan-chan," apologized Trunks, his face dropping and moving into a pout, but still having that certain gleam in his eyes. "It's just...well, I kinda was thinking about what we did a few nights ago, and...er...your outfit..."
"What about my outfit?" asked Pan. Trunks merely just pointed to the mirror. The raven-haired Saiyajin beauty looked. Okay, so what IF her cleavage was rather noticeable with the low-cut of the tank top? Okay, so what IF her stomach was showing just a little, and her curves were absolutely perfect in that rather tight pair of pants, and...
Pan just sighed. Okay, point taken.

"Trunks, not now! You KNOW half the people in this place can read chi levels, and what HAPPENS when people..." Pan just merely trailed off and coughed into her fist a little. Trunks just grinned more. Oh no, that's not a good enough excuse for him? Dammit. Oh, crap, and WHY THE HELL does he have to look so FUCKING SEXY when he grins like that; all evil like? Dammit dammit dammit dammit!
"Well, you know we don't have to stay here..." Trunks stated, smirking deviously. God, he really didn't know why he had gotten so horny all the sudden either. Just the outfit, and his hentai thoughts. He couldn't help it, he was only Saiyan! And that's even WORSE than being only Human! He's got both sides to deal with...

"Trunks, we can't just leave the party you know. Especially the both of us missing at the same time? You've gotta be kidding me, oh yeah, like THAT'S not obvious..." Pan was cut off by a soft pair of lips pushing against hers, and a warm wet tongue pushing past her own lips and moving against hers. Pan couldn't argue; she just went along with it.
"Don't you think I know that Pan?" Trunks said as he pulled away, breathing rather deeply. Trunks smirked again. "I'll think of something, don't worry."

Pan looked up at him. Oh fuck. He was doing it again! His hair was all...perfect and such, the way it hung just perfectly croped up in it's little mushroom-cut and those two famous strands of hair falling into his eyes: SO SEXY!!! And his breathing was making his chest heave up and down...against hers...and...oh fuck it. She couldn't help it. She's only Saiyan too, ya know...

"Well," Pan smirked a little and licked at his lips, "As long as you know a good place where we can..." Pan was cut short for a minute with feeling his hardened erection pressed up against her from his pants. You could tell that he was already getting irratated with his pants suddenly becoming too tight; he was gritting his teeth just a little. She just merely grinned and continued to finish her sentence. "...Where we can take care of that." She laughed a little as she purposely rubbed against it more and heard him growl. With that, Trunks picked her up and grabbed her, phasing out of the house to the roof, then phasing to just outside of the perimiters of the manor, not wanting to cause too much of a scene with raising up his chi just enough so he can fly off; that would cause too much attention.

Just as they got out of a good range away from the party, Trunks flew up into the sky and blasted off to a certain place he had in mind...

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Trunks and Pan burst into the doorway of his little beach house a few hundred miles away from the manor, and it only took them a minute to get to with the help of that new invention Bulma had made especially for all the fighters. It was a little wrist-watch, and along with telling you the time, while flying, all you had to do was push a button and it made your speed match about 10 times more than the speed of sound.
At least at this range they wouldn't be noticeable to anyone, and the beach that the house was built upon was a private one.

They were all alone.

Shutting the door behind them, not being able to keep eachother's hand off one another, they continued kissing eachother hungerly and started tearing off the other's clothing. Meanwhile, trying to back up to the stairway, Trunks found it quite difficult to climb them and kiss Pan at the same time, so he tripped backwards and slammed his back into the stairs, still kissing Pan, only murmering a little "Ow" as he fell through the kiss, Pan's laughter getting muffled by his mouth pressed up against hers. By the time they got to the bedroom, Trunks and Pan were both only in their under garments.

Trunks gently pushed Pan onto the bed, still kissing her passionately, moving his hands down her neck, taking off her black choker. He then moved his tongue down to her neck, swirling his tongue in circles around the mating mark he had made when he claimed her as his own just a little over a year ago. Pan growled in response, shifting her body a little. Trunks smirked and moved his hands just around the small of her back, then traveling up a little, removing Pan's bra, then tossing it to the side, his lips delicately traveling down from her neck to her breasts, moving his left hand up to her right one and massaging it gently, while his mouth attacked her left breast's rosey pink nipple, flicking his tongue against it, then sucking on it softly. This only caused Pan's back to arch up a bit as she let out a soft cry, moving her hands to the back of Trunks's head, running her long fingers through his lavander locks. Trunks moved his mouth to her other breast, continuing his sweet torture on that one while his hands moved down her body from the sides, hooking his thumbs around her panties and pulling them off.

Pan, not wanting to be the only one totally naked, took control and managed to flip Trunks down over onto his back, kissing his lips rather roughly, then moving her hands down to the waistband of his silky black boxers (A/N: Ooh..silkyness *_*). With doing that, the seductive Saiyajin mistess made her way down his body with her tongue, tracing it along his well-developed abdomen, running her fingertips softly around the sides, making Trunks close his eyes, shivering a bit from her touch, his breathing becoming heavier. After a moment or so, Pan then stopped teasing her awaiting Saiyan warrior, and took his length into her mouth. Trunks gasped at the sudden warmth of her mouth wrapped around his erection, moaning and tilting his head back a little. The ebony-haired beauty continued her work, moving her tongue along his hard member back and forth, up and down, causing the Saiyan prince to growl and gasp, finally giving into Pan's tortures with a loud moan and exploding into her mouth. Pan slowly swallowed and lapped it up, then moved her mouth away from him, catching her breath, eyes misty with ecstacy, looking up at Trunks and licking her lips softly.

Seeing her lap up his little mess and slowly lick her soft pink lips only turned Trunks on once again, grabbing Pan from her waist and pulling her up to him, kissing her deeply, tongues wrestling with one another. Not wasting anytime, he then picked her up with his one arm with ease and gently lay her down onto his lap, his once-again hardened dick slowly pushing up into her.

Pan cried out softly, Trunks slowly sliding into her deeper. After letting her adjust for a few moments, Trunks slowly began his thrusting, sliding in and out of his sweet Saiyajin angel. Pan soon caught on, rocking her hips back and forth against his, their pace gradually getting faster and faster, going harder and harder. For a while they did this, both having soft whimpers and moans escape eachother's lips, before moving their lips upon the other's and kissing passionately. Soon enough, both started to feel a pressure build up inside themselves, knowing each was about to reach their climax. With a few more thrusts and grunts, the both of them came, all movements of their bodies ceasing to a halt, crying out the other's name before finally collapsing back onto the bed, breathing heavily, chests heaving up and down, trying to catch their breaths.

Trunks looked down at Pan, smiling softly and kissing her forehead, wrapping his arm around her.

"I love you, Pan-chan."
Pan looked up, smiling also, kissing his lips gently. "I love you too, Trunks-chan."

With that, they caught eachother again in another long, deep, passionate kiss. Soon after, Trunks sprang up from the bed, pulling his boxers back on, looking at Pan and smiling gently. "Well, if we don't wanna make anybody suspicious, we better start heading back."
"Yeah, okay."
The two love-sick Saiyans then got dressed, and within minutes were on their way back to the party.

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YAY!!! OMK!!! (Oh My Kami o.o;; ) YAY!!! I finally got another chapter finally posted up after a very very very long time!!! YAAAAAYYY!!! *confetti shoots from all over the place and DragonballGT Theme Song is heard blasting from a huge surround-sound stereo* YEAHH!!! PARTY!!! O.o;;; Okay...maybe I'm over reacting here, but i'm happy! And I already got great ideas for the next chapters after this, so don't ever worry about me not finishing up this story and keeping you in suspence for months ever ever again!!! *hugs all of you and gives you all candy* O.o;; I LOVE YOU GUYS!! ^_^ NOW REVIEW!!! REVIEW!!! REVIEEEWWW!!!!! *twitches* o.o;;