Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Saiyans can't fight destiny. ❯ The fight and the tears. ( Chapter 1 )

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Saiyans can't fight Destiny

Chapter 1

Pan was walking through the school grounds in her usual attire jeans, t-shirt, and orange bandanna not paying attention to any thing in particular. She heaved a heavy sigh. There were signs posted every where about the senior prom Friday night it came two weeks before graduation. It was the event of the year and she did not have a date. It was not from the lack of invites though. Next to Bra, she was the most popular girl at school. Bra because she was unspeakably rich and her because she was the granddaughter of hercule "the savior of the Earth". Which she had to laugh at every time she thought about it. If the world only knew the truth.

It seemed half the boys at school had asked her to go with them and she turned them all down flat. There was even rumors starting to go around about her and Bra being gay because Bra was also turning down all her invites as well. Pan new the truth however, Bra was going with her uncle, Goten and was trying to keep it a secret from her father. Vegeta would be killer mad if he knew his baby was going out with Kakorot's brat. Pan did not care what they thought she knew it wasn't true. Therefore, she let them believe what they wanted. Oh great she thought here comes the star of the football team heading my way.

"Hey Robert "she said not even looking at him. She had no time for these games she had a sparring session to get too.

"Hey Pan I was wondering since you did not have a date for the prom yet if you would go with me? " There it was, pan thought she tried to let him down easy though.

"Sorry Robert but I can't go to the prom with you." His look of shock quickly turned to anger over his hurt pride.

"I see. Therefore, the rumors are true, you are gay. No wonder you have not been seen with any guys hanging off you. You know what? I bet you have never even been touched by a man such as me," he said running his hands through his greasy hair.

"You are no man by my standards, "Pan laughing replied.

"You wouldn't know a man if he came up and did you right now," he quickly shot back, smacking her on the butt. A smirking crowd drew closer around them.

"You lucky dog, how did it feel? I bet she hasn't felt something like that before," Robert's best friend yelled from the crowd.

That was the last straw for Pan. She would allow no man to touch her except from either her family or the Briefs'. She balled up her fist and punched his face; then slammed her fist into his stomach, and for good measure kicked him right in his balls. While he was lying on the ground clutching himself in extreme pain, she started laughing and in the sweetest voice said, "Do you have any more comments about me or my body?" All poor Robert could do was shake his head no.

When Pan turned to leave the crowd parted, trying to stay out of her way. She flung over her shoulder as she flew off, "By the way don't worry about my man, you should worry about your girl when you can't get 'it' up to par and she walks out on you."

On Pan's third trip around the earth, she came to the realization that is why the other half of the boys at school scared of her. Why she will never fit anywhere. She will never get married and have kids. Not with her strength and temper, any human man would be scared of her. She stopped in mid air completely lost and helpless for the first time in her life. Her a saiyan, feeling so weak and vulnerable. Vegeta sure would try to beat some sense into her, and her father would remind her you are only a quarter saiyan, so don't worry about it.

At that moment, she felt the familiar ki of her best friend heading her way. Pan felt tears sting her eyes, the only man that she ever wanted was untouchable by her, he has and will always treat her like a child. She has loved him her entire life and sometimes it seemed beyond that. Him being eight years older then her and dating Marron, Krillin's daughter didn't help either.

There are even rumors going around about a special ring that he had made for their engagement. In his short adult life, he has earned the reputation as being a playboy, seeming to like blondes the most. It would infuriate her every time she seen another blonde airhead hanging off him, she just wanted to blast them all to hell to play with her Saiyan family members. After all, they were all just after his body and money even Marron. She knew it so why couldn't he see it too.

He was almost upon her; she could barely make out his outline in the distance. She tried to make the tears stop the but the same thought kept repeating in her mind, 'the one man she wanted thought of her as a child and the boys at school were scared of her.' He quickly closed the distance between them and came to a stop in front of her. "Hi Panny. You ok? I felt your ki spike and you pass over like three times. Are we going to have our sparing session or not?"

"Yes I'm fine, "she choked out squaring her shoulders and smiling her best fake smile.

Trunks instantly knew that he was not getting any were with her without a spar. One of his father's trademark smirks crossed his face and replied, "Are you ready for me Panny?"

With a smirk that matched his she practically purred, "I'm always ready for you Trunks." They flew at each other fazing in and out, as they fought. Trunks matched his pace to Pan's; they traded blows, few getting past each other's defenses. While Pan blocked on of his low punches to her stomach he threw another that caught her cheek sending her crashing into the ground below making a large creator. Trunks froze in mid air, realizing what he had done. He shook himself from his dazed state and dived towards her unmoving form.

He dropped down beside her calling her name. He gently turned her over and started scanning her body for injuries. The only thing he could see was a large dark bruise forming on her cheek, making him sick to his stomach. He softly called her name while patting her uninjured cheek. A look of complete shock crossed his face, when he had his feet swept out from under him. Pan and Trunks rolled across the ground fighting for dominance. They came to a stop with Trunks on top pinning her to the ground, both breathing hard.

"Don't you ever scare me like that again! Do you hear me?"

Pan shot back, "I'm nothing to nobody, and I wish that I was never born."

A look of horror crossed his face when her words reached his ears. "Don't you dare say that, you hear me Pan? You make this world bearable to everyone you meet." At that moment tears spilled from her eyes, she turned her head, trying to hide the evidence of her weakness. However, Trunks would have none of it; he cupped her chin, turning her to face him. "Don't hide those from me," he whispered wiping a few away with his thumb.

It unnerved him to see her cry, the last time he had seen tears from her was when she was a small child. Trunks shifted his weight from her, and rolled over so that she was on top. "I'm sorry trunks."

"What are you sorry for?"

"For being weak"

Trunks smiled down at her and replied, "You go ahead and cry. You cry for everything you've never cried for." Pan buried her face in the hallow of his neck and cried her heart out. Trunks wrapped his arms around and gently rubbed her back. The lengthening shadows singled to Trunks that darkness would soon be upon them. Pan had long since stopped crying but Trunks thought she felt to right in his arms to make her move, and she didn't seem to inclined to move either. Trunks didn't want to break the spell that had him holding his angel, but it was starting to cool down and they needed to get off the ground. "Are you asleep pan?"

"Yes." Trunks smirked down at her as she slowly pulled away from the comfort of his arms. A small smile graced her lips. "Thanks Trunks I feel a lot better." Trunks froze when he caught site of her severely bruised cheek. "What's wrong," Pan asked worriedly. Trunks gently touched her cheek causing Pan to flinch slightly. He knew he would be dead when Gohan seen her face.

"I'm so sorry Panny." Trunks knew it would be black by morning, it made him sick to think that he had done that to his Pan. Yes his Pan he had known she was his since the first time he held her in his arms.

/Flashback/

"Dad I don't want to go and see some stupid baby," and eight-year-old Trunks whined.

"Be quite brat if I have to go so do you."

"Shut up and go get in the car or no food tonight," Bulma shouted finishing the agurement. Vegeta and Trunks grudgingly walked out to the car and climbed in. A short drive later, they were walking through the hospital. "You both better be on you best behavior." Her boys just nodded their heads.

"Why didn't you bring Bra too," Trunks whined.

"Because she's to young." They walked up to a hospital room and knocked on the door. Hearing a muffled come in over the sound of the crying baby inside. They pushed the door open and walked in; the whole Son family had squeezed into the tiny room around Videl including Goku. Bulma ran over to Videl cooing, "She's so beautiful. Videl you're practically glowing."

"But she won't stop crying," Gohan said from Videl's side.

"Can I hold her?"

"Off course, If you want to have no hearing left" Videl replied handing the crying infant to Bulma. She held Pan in her arms rocking her, trying to get the crying to stop. Vegeta stood by the door looking for an a chance to escape, while Trunks stood bye the window lost in his own little world.

Trunks was snapped out of his daydream by his mother's voice. "What mom." he snapped in a voice much like his father's.

"Trunks I asked you if you wanted to hold her?"

"Do I have to with her crying?"

"Come on she's so pretty in her little purple dress. Come over her and sit down in the chair." Vegeta decided to break his silence.

"I don't think that is a good idea woman."

"What do you mean," Bulma said trying not to shout.

Vegeta just smirked, "Trust me no one will like the consequences of these actions."

"What are you talking about?"

"You all will find out someday."

"He is only eight years old he shouldn't hold her yet," Gohan started.

"I'm going to be standing right beside him besides he has held Bra before." Bulma carefully placed Pan in Trunks' arms.

Vegeta watched as his mate handed Trunks the crying brat. He just shook his head and commented under his breath, "At least she's a saiyan."

Trunks was scared but would never admit it when his mother laid the crying baby in his arms. His' fear drained away as he looked upon the tiny face that had stoped crying and stared at him in wonder. Bulma smiled down at her son, "Her name is Pan. Make sure your careful with her head just like with Bra."

"Ok mom." He may have been only eight at the time but in that, moment he knew his life had changed forever. Pan had on a little purple dress just like his mom said, it almost matched his hair. It was covered in lace with a matching headband and lacy panties that covered her diaper. All he could do was stare at her as she stared back, lost in their own little world. Trunks did not even notice his mom squat down in front of him.

"Isn't she pretty Trunks? You even got her to stop crying too! Trunks was unable to speak so he just shook his head ~yes~. When bulma started to take pan, he snapped back to reality.

"NO, SHE BELONGS TO ME." He said harshly, holding Pan in a firm grip. Bulma took a step back she had never seen this side of her son before amd it scared her. *It almost reminded her of the way Vegeta is towards her.* That's it, now she knows what Vegeta was talking about early. Best keep that tidbit of info to myself, for now.

"Come on Trunks, let me have her. You're going to scare her or hurt her one, if you're not careful"

Bulma tried to bluff her son, but she could see pan was nither. Infact she looked completely happy in his arms almost as if she belonged there. Best keep that info to myself too.

"SHE'S MINE" Bulma looked defeated and turned to the rest of the room for help. Gohan decided to try.

"No. She's mine and she needs to go back to her mother now, Trunks." Gohan tried to reason. There was no way he was going to try and take Pan from him. He had her in a death grip, as if it was the end of the world or something. Pan might get hurt in the process.

"No one is taking her from me." Gohan and Bulma looked at each other, what was they going to do. During all of this Vegeta watched from the corner smirk plastered on his face. He pushed himself off the wall heading towards Trunks. He was proud of his son. Fighting for what he wanted and no one telling him other wise, it was very Saiyan.

"I told you so." Vegeta said, as he pushed pass Gohan and Bulma Smirk still in place. He stood in front of his son, arms crossed.

"You're not taking her either, father." Vegeta glared at his son. Now he was acting too much of a saiyan for his liking. Vegeta bent over to his son's ear, so no one else would hear him.

"She will be yours in due time, boy. Destiny has already set that in motion. Be warned, you had better prove yourself worthy and be strong enough to be her mate. For she has to accept you." With a determined look on Trunks' face he nodded his head yes. To everyone's surprise, Vegeta stood up with pan in his arms. He quickly turned, handed her to Bulma, not looking at anybody else in the room. Turning back to his son.

"Come boy, you have much training to do." With that, they both launched out the window, leaving a dumbfounded room behind them.Except for Pan who now stared out the window and Goku with a knowing smile on his face for he had heard every word.

/End Flashback/

Pan had noticed Trunks just staring at her and she got nervous. So she did the most natural thing in the world, to her and punched him on the arm. He snapped out of his memories, rubbing his arm.

"Ow Why did you do that"

"Because you were staring at me."

"Oh was I" Trunks said with a smile

"Yes you were."

"I'm sorry if I was."

"We seem to be saying that a lot to each other today." Pan laughed. Trunks just smiled again.

"I guess your right. Now seriously Pan why were you crying you haven't cried since you was five. That I know of."

"It was nothing. I just had a bad day at school that's all." Trunks pulled himself and her up in to a sitting position. He was tired of laying on the ground looking at her. Which had given him other ideas, which at the moment was not good to have. Now sitting Indian style with some space between them, Trunks said.

"I know better then that. Come on and tell me Pan." Pan shoulders slumped as she sighed in defeat and it all came rushing out.

"I really don't know what's wrong with me. I try hard to fit in at school, but I don't. Half the boys are after me to get me in bed and the other half is scared of me. I don't like any of them, so there are these rumors starting to go around that Bra and me are gay. All because we have turned down every invite to the prom.

There is even a betting pool going that me and Bra are going to be coming together or not at all." He could not believe all the sadness that was crossing her face as she went on in a rush.

"Today I snapped. Robert the star of the football team asked me out and I turned him down too. He got so mad he started yelling that I was gay and I wouldn't know a man even if he came up and did me right there. That's when he grabbed my butt." At this point Trunks was completely fuming. No one touched his Pan.

"I completely lost my temper. I punched him in the jaw, then in the stomach, and then I kneed him in the balls. As he was lying there, I told him now try to get his stuff up to par for any girl. That's when I left and have been flying ever since." Now Trunks was trying to keep from laughing serves him right, they all will learn not to mess with my Pan.

"Now I don't want to go home because I know the school done called my dad about the fight today."

"Pan it's not your fault. The boy should not have grabbed you or said them things."

"I know Trunks but my dad will not see it that way. He will just say I should had told a teacher and not lost my temper. I guess with this fight I probably won't get to walk with my class at graduation. You know I finally come to the conclusion I will never get married and have kids. No man would want me because I don't need protecting with my strength and me temper doesn't help the matter either." Trunks smiled

Because he new the truth. She already had a man willing to marry her and have kids. All she had to do was grab on with both hands and never let go.

"You will find your man someday, I promise." then he quickly changed the subject." How bad is that jaw of yours?"

"Not as bad as the balls of some boy I know." Pan smirked; they both burst out laughing at that one. It was starting to get dark so Pan stood up and Trunks quickly followed.

"So you want me to go home with you Pan and help explain what happened to your jaw?"

"No dad's going to be mad enough about school, but thanks." Then a thought struck Trunks

"What are you going to do about your prom pictures, Pan?"

"Remember, I don't even have a date. I'm not going to go even if I get to go. Bye Trunks and thanks for everything." With that, Pan took off and was gone from sight.

As he stood there, staring in the direction she left and the darkness closing in around him a plan started forming in his head and a smirk on his face.

"You're right father I will have Pan as my mate and the time is fast approaching." He lifted off and shot towards his home to set it all in motion.

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