Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ The things we do ❯ saiyan it my way ( Chapter 4 )

The things we do

Saiyan it my way

 

 

The test proctor looked sternly at his testing group. Though he figured, half would fail- he knew one would not. What surprised him was why she decided to go this way? Her annoyed look changed his mind- when Son Pan was annoyed no one was safe! Quickly he handed out the test and then the answer sheets... Oh well, he thought, its her business anyway.

Pan was the first to finish. Now she had three weeks to pretend to go to school and then three weeks of holiday break--- then after that she could start living her life as she pleased!

 

Oh Trunks, she mused he would not have to worry about him and his overly brotherly protectiveness. Pan fumed over her father's departure but understood what Vegeta was trying to do—but she could not just sit around and wait for him to come back… what was left for her? Who could heal her bond that was severed from her mother and grandmother? The ones who could help were gone! There was no one to present a challenge either. No one to help her! Bulma, Dende love her, but she wanted her dad, her grandfather, her Sensei. However, now she had Trunks, and he considered her a kid, a nuisance. She did not need anyone pawning her off to the busy socialite executive. No, she needed her own challenge to live her own life…. No one could help her per se…. she would do it alone and deal with whatever comes her way…

 

In six weeks, no one would be wiser, and by then no one could do or would do anything about it. She would be finished with her school… yes she opted out to test out… then then do whatever she wanted! Her plan was solid enough…. She would act as if she was going to school, remain quiet, and then enjoy the holidays as much as she could---

 

Two weeks later…

 

Pan had managed to dodge any pestering from her care takers… that bugger Trunks was increasingly busy. Pan cried each night, the only time she allowed for mourning, missing her mom … Sometimes Goten would comfort her- but no one had asked how school was going… as she predicted.

 

During the third week, Monday morning began as well as the previous two. Pan prepared herself to go to school = however, after leaving the Capsule compound, she went to her own home on Mt Pao. There she roamed the rooms in her old house and that of her grandparents… searching for memories and ghosts to speak to her. Then Pan trained in her gravity pod. This helped her relax some and kill her time effectively. She tried not to think of all the things she might miss about school, or her mom, there was not a thing to do about it now. She knew she had to get use to being alone…

 

Earlier that Monday morning after Pan had left, the phone at CC rang… Bulma had about refused to answer when she annoyingly picked it up…. Surprisingly, it seemed that Pan Son had not cleaned out her locker…and the school was hoping that Ms. Son would please come in and return her books… Bulma assured them that Pan would do so- But Bulma wondered why they would call Pan at home… could not they ask her at school.

 

That evening Bulma searched for Pan and asked about the locker…

Pan did not look up immediately. One look in her eyes and Bulma would know something was wrong. Hoping to curb the gnawing feeling that edged in her stomach she shrugged, “ I dunno- we are supposed to clean them out before the break- we change classes when we return….” Pan congratulated herself on her quick thought and response. The answers seemed sufficient because Bulma began a tirade over the school waste of time and money-calling homes of students to remind kids of things better off handled at school when they were at school…

 

The words droned on and Pan breathed a heavy sigh of relief. Shew, I almost blew my plan, only three weeks to go and I cannot believe I forgot about my locker! Stupid stupid! Pan then banged her fist to her forehead. “Ouch” she rubbed it …. “Dende, only four more day of school that's all the time I need then I am off on holiday!”

 

The remainder of the week passed by with no other incident. Pan was in the clear. However, it became apparent that she had no idea of how to do what she wanted to do. Her plan hit a bump, and though she refused to say that she failed herself, she agreed not to be angry for asking for help…. Help her… She raced home on the last day of supposed school and was happy to have avoided Trunks, kept out of sight, and got through pretending. Her future lay ahead of her. She missed her family so deep inside but for once she was going to do things her way, and if they had never left she would not have gotten the chance She flew back to CC with her head a lot clearer and sought out an ally.

 

Eyeing Bra, Pan took the second step toward her new life. Once Bra was involved, Pan knew there was no turning back!

 

“Bra?” she questioned.

“Hi Pan- are you glad to be out of school for now?” asked Bra seeing her friend.

“Yes” she said, you have no idea, she thought to her self.

Bra's eyes seemed tired and sad. Pan knew how hard it had been dealing with Goten- but she also knew what to do to get her eyes blazing again with that spark.

“Hey Bra - I've been thinking- I need a change” Pan looked at her tied back hair, picked a piece and let it drop… she then looked down at herself noting that Bra followed her eye movement and looked at her clothes too…

“Bra lets do it- let's find out who I am--- I am tired of being this.” And splayed her hands out refereeing to herself again...

 

Surprise and joy flirted across Bra's face and she nearly squealed. Though gave a smirk then a real smile.

“Pan, you're a girl- no scratch that you're a young beautiful Saiyan Woman! That is something to be very proud of- you know I only wished to have half of the energy you have- Maybe you can spar with me and I can help you!”

 

“Really?” Pan asked truly happy for the first time in a long while.

“Sure, Goten needs more then a pretty face- he needs a partner- Daddy would help but….”

 

Pan smiled- yes, this was a good idea- Pan and Bra could complement each other… and Bra had everyone's best intention in mind…. Goten would benefit from it… If Bra could actually get him to spar with her, he would be like his old self again…

 

And I get to be someone new….