Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ There's no such thing as half love ❯ Battle won, but the war is far from over ( Chapter 4 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Hey u guys im skippin skool coz I can't b arsed 2 go since its pointless coz ive finished my exams, and I thought of u nice ppl n decided 2 write u up an update
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And lastly I wont abandon this fic, jst love the idea of that 1
Ive changed the ages to fit with he story Pan: 18 Trunks: 21
This is in Trunks pov
`Bond talking'
`Thinking'
“Talking”
Battle won, but the war is far from over
I'm sitting in complete darkness and silence waiting for the return of my mate, Yes I'm calling her my mate, any other word used for our relationship does not convey the full extent of my love and passion for her, as soon as she realises my love for her, she will trust me with her heart.
I just wish that she would stop shutting me out, but if I follow my father of the past's instructions, we shall bond and form a beautiful union cemented by 20 children
Flashback
“Father!”
“What is it boy, you know I don't like to be interrupted during my training” Vegeta said agitatedly shutting of the gravity system.
“I'm sorry father, but I've been meaning to ask you something before I go back to the future” Trunks wore a flushed expression and was struggling to get his words into context.
Vegeta looked in interest at his son's demeanour, he was red and fiddling a lot
“Well out with it boy, I haven't got all night”
“Well father, you see there's this, O Kami I thought this would be easier to say” Trunks said running his hand through his long lavender hair, he would get it cut when he went back to his future home.
“GET ON WITH IT, OR WOULD YOU RATHER I BEAT IT OUT OF YOU!!!!!!” Vegeta roared in clear annoyance with his future son's stalling
“ThereskindofthissaiyangirlbackathomeIhavestrongfeelings forbutIwantmorethenjusttomarryherIwanttomateherbutIdon'tknowenoughaboutsaiy anmatinghabitsorheritagetocourtherpleseteachme” Trunks immediately flushed more red and turned around in shame
(For those who didn't catch it here is what he said: “There's kind of this saiyan girl back at home I have strong feelings for but I want more then just to marry her I want to mate her but I don't know enough about saiyan mating habits or heritage to court her the proper way please teach me”)
Vegeta looked at Trunks thoughtfully before turning his back on him
Trunks was holding in his breath, his father was taking too long with his judgement
“Well boy, I'm surprised you even had the guts to face me with that problem” Vegeta smirked
“Will you help me then?” Trunks looked anxiously
“Well it depends, if you can speak between breaths and slow that mouth of yours maybe I could understand you”
Trunks fell anime style
Vegeta smirked; he just loved messing with people's heads
Trunks took a deep breath, still with red-hot blush present
“ Ok father, ummm there is this saiyan female, and I love her, the thing is I have strong feelings to do certain type of things to her, but I don't understand them, I never had so much feelings invade me like this, I mean I felt for her but never as strongly as I do now”
Vegeta look in confusion before answering “First off tell me how is it possible for a saiyan female to exist in your time”
“ My mentor Gohan had mated a human female named Videl then they had a beautiful child they named her Pan”
Trunks got a dreamy look as her name passed his lips; he licked them over and groaned her name out again
After hearing a snort and a look of disgust graced upon his father's princely features, the pink hue returned to his cheeks and looked down in shame having been caught doing it.
Vegeta scoffed before answering, “ Well its obvious the little one has taking over your thoughts” before he started viciously laughing at his son
“I don't know what you mean father” Trunks just wanted to drown he didn't deserve this
Vegeta laughed some more “ O” he flicked an eyebrow up amusement present in his eyes “ Well your little buddy or should I say be buddy says different, in fact he is saluting me as we speak”
Trunks was confused at his father ranting `Big buddy? O no he doesn't mean' he directed his attentions towards his groin and saw his erection evident.
Vegeta roared with laughter “Boy go take a cold shower, or perhaps I could assist you to the lake” (A/N: We know veggies form of assistance is dumping u face down in the dirt ahahahaha cough cough sowie 4 interrupting on with the fic)
Trunks just wanted someone to end his life just there, anything but this
“Boy stop covering, your face and answer me!”
“What?”
“How old is the female?”
“Um 15?”
Vegeta contorted his face into a frown after hearing the information, `Trunks, won't like what I'm about to tell him?'
“Brat, you cannot mate her at this time she is not ready”
“What?? What do you mean she is not ready”
Vegeta sighed before answering, “ The woman of the future is just as brainless as the one of this time, never bothered to find out about saiyan heritage”
Trunks snarled at the comment but let it slide, after all his mother of the future wasn't exactly a saint with her words when she referred to her dead lover.
“The female would be scared if you approached her about mating and bonding now now, she as well as mentally and physically cannot handle a mate at this age”
“Well what age is best to mate with her and what's bonding?”
“Shut up and stick to one subject, I'm only going to say all of this once, so pay attention or lose her to a pathetic human”
Trunks growled at the thought before allowing his father to continue
End flash back
She has reached the appropriate age, according to saiyan law is ripe for the taking
I grinned, my canines showing, after 3 years of waiting I can't wait to make her mine.
I sense my mother's ki out side coupled with my love's no doubt they had gone shopping for this club thing.
I frowned, Pan had had done this to upset and anger me, I could just imagine all the males queuing for her they would ask her for a dance, ask to buy her a drink, ask her into their bed.
I growled then heard a crack and regarded the armrest of the chair, now shattered remains of it.
I will get a tongue lashing from mother, but that's another story, right now all that's on mind is how I could stop this club thing from happening.
I decide on just plain locking Pan up, but she would rebel and hate him more, I smirked that's my fiery mate, or blowing up the club was a good idea but Pan would know and therefore never trust me again, or I could convince mother that it would be a bad idea, but this was her fault in the first place so she would shut me down on my thoughts
` How can she ever be wrong it would be impossible' I thought sarcastically
But there was one idea I haven't considered, I could go with her and claim I'm trying to protect her from any over friendly guys.
I grinned yep nothing wrong with that plan at all I mean I'm not lying, the only thing I will be doing at the club is threatening any guys who approach or even touch her.
I hear door slam and the excited squeals of my mother, I feel sorry for Pan but serves her right, instead of a night with me she opted for a night of torture.
“O pan you'll be the envy of all the girls, and all the boys would want to be with you”
I frown at the latter comment; I wish my mother would stop encouraging her.
I see mother playing with her black tresses as it seductively falls though her fingers, I groan how I wish to touch her hair, but according to Pan I've lost that privilege since I started lusting after her.
I decide to make my presence known and take the opportunity to tell them my brilliant plan…….ahem I mean idea.
“Hello mother” My mother immediately blabs but I ignore her and lock eyes with my beloved
`Hi love'
I see the shocked expression flit around her beauty, as she looks at mother in fear that she heard, my mother remains oblivious and continues.
`Can you hear me?' she asks uncertainly
`Of course I can love, the bond letting us'
She feigns a shocked expression and gasps quite loudly, loudly enough to disturb my mother's book report on the right application of mascara.
“Pan are you feeling alright?” she asks in concern, she puts a hand on her forehead “Your burning up”
I decide maybe my great idea isn't needed
“Panny, if you're not feeling well, are you sure going to a club is such a wise choice”
Mother looks at her in uncertainty
“You have gone pale pan” I continue, her face contorts into anger and the red flushed back into her cheeks
“I'm feeling fine” she replies annoyed with my obvious assessing gaze
“Are you sure?” now I'm just plain pissing her off I can see it in her eyes.
“Deadly” she said emphasising her point with the clenching and unclenching of her hands
I bet she wishes her hand was doing that to my neck, but I would rather she was doing that to my now oncoming arousal, gosh I should just stop these thoughts I'm only punishing myself.
`I know what you're trying to do, Trunks it won't work'
I'm surprised she actually using the bond, o well that's good father said the more the bond is used the stronger it gets I smile I won't notify her of that information.
`Fine love, if you want to play this game then I promise you I won't lose'
I see the challenge in her black/blue eyes, I love that about her never scared always meets the battle head on.
`Do your worst'
I smile, it will be fun smashing down her defences.
“Mother I have decided to accompany Pan to her Club”
I saw Pan's eyes widen a scowl gracing her face.
“Well Trunks, that's a wonderful idea, it would give you both the chance to meet lovely people”
Pan face expresses rebellion
“But Trunks weren't you the one, who didn't want to go in the first place” Pan face smirks in triumph as she plays her trump card.
My mother regards me in confusion “ Yes you did say something, about it being pointless”
Pan showed nothing short of bliss when my mother asks the question.
I smirk at her, as her face falls she knows I have a plan and she will go down in flames.
“Mother, I have concern that there would be guys out there looking for trouble and what if their eyes stray to Pan”
Pan looks incredulous of what I said while my mother debated in her mind my proposal.
“But……….But I'm a super saiyan what can some puny guy do to me” she stammered in obvious horror I could even suggest she couldn't take care of herself.
Mother nodded in agreement, “She is right Trunks”
Pan again wears the look of victory, tut tut she will curse at me when I say this comment, and she dug it her self, that's the worst thing.
And I meant for her
“But Panny already shows signs of unwell, what if she were to collapse then who would take care of her?” I almost laughed at her expression
I bait my mother more “ So if Panny faints, you are going to allow some rogue to take care of her”
She starts shaking her head as if pocessed
Game set and Match Trunks: 1 Pan: 0
“Sorry Pan, Trunks is right I wouldn't forgive myself if anything happened to you, you're the last Son left and I'm not going to lose you because I didn't take precautions”
This is a victory dance moment and with every victory dance you always finish with the peace sign and a Son grin.
Pan growled and snarled like a vicious dog, I felt like telling her to save it for the bedroom, but that would be pushing my luck.
Mother is now pushing Pan upstairs to get her hair done
`You may have won the battle, but not the war'
I couldn't help but smirk at her challenge
`poor poor Panny, your running out of reasons and excuses, your falling for me and you know it'
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