Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Truthfully Yours ❯ To submit or not to submit ( Chapter 10 )

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A/N: I request that the reader tells me if he/she liked it, why and why not. If not… well I accept flamers too. I will write as I see fit, not because you review or not. To me it is often because I have no time or muse. So bear with me.

By the way, you should check out the following stories called:

"Forgotten tears of a Warrior" by:Star Spangle Mistress,

"The Story of You and Me" by fusionHA

"The story between you and me" by Akemi

"Puppy love series" by Slyhterinette

"Saiyan Troubles" by Kat

"Love's Labor" by Ryukodomo

"Fractured Fairytales" by SaintMe

"Caught between Two Worlds" by alfarrar

"Shattered and Scarred" by alfarrar

"The Kakarotte factor" by Echelon

Maybe by doing this they'll write more and I won't have to wait till next month for an update.

Ch. 10

Pan had heard briefly through the bond that she now shared with her grandfather through Goten that Sakura would probably be out for hours to come. Whatever had frightened her in her sleep was likely to leave her unconscious for a very large amount of time. She hadn't really expected to see her at one in the morning standing in her bedroom silently willing her to wake up.

"I thought you were going to be out until tomorrow."

"It is tomorrow, just a bit too early for others. This is the only other time I have to spare, so I might as well have that spar now with you. Unless you don't wish to."

"Let me get my gi on and we can leave to spar."

Sakura told her nothing of what had happened and made no intention to read her, but when they had fought for four hours straight just using their fists and kicks, she had signaled for a stop and said…

"I want you to understand something. Saiyans live a lot longer than any other species. Whilst male saiyans have more or less a life span - if they don't get killed in some battle of some sort - of three thousand years approximately, females will live for around four thousand years. I assume that once I turn you into a full-blooded saiyan, you will probably out live your father, your uncle and your mate whoever it might be. I want to make it clear to you that life alone can be pretty difficult, so if you choose not to accept this gift, I will not hold it against you. You have earned my respect and nothing can ever change my good opinion of you."

It took Pan a while to process this information quietly. Sakura had turned to look at the stars when Pan asked…

"How old are you?" "Really."

"I'm guessing I'm closed to 450. Why?"

"You look like you haven't grown older than thirty something. Is that going to be the same for me?"

"Probably. Maybe younger. You are twenty five right? You might not look older than that for the first couple of hundreds of years. All depending on how long it would go before you have to fight a new enemy."

"I will take it. It is my decision and my wish to protect the future of the world I live in ever since I was born. So I will not back out."

"I give you until sunset before you make your final decision. Because you have to consider that maybe in two thousand years from now, Earth might not be around. Are you sure you want to be semi-immortal?"

With that she left Pan alone with her thoughts. She was probably a few hundred of miles away and the sun was already setting up for the day to come when she felt Pan's presence behind her.

"I'm sure. I want to be a full blooded saiyan."

"Then I've got nothing more to do than shake hands with you."

Pan shook Sakura's hand and when she was about to retrieve it she found Sakura's hold too strong for her to make her let go.

When she woke up, she knew the arms that held her half upright were of her uncle. She murmured something that sounded like `Wow!, that was better than sex!' to which her uncle responded with a grunt of disbelief as he took his nieces' new appearance.

Trunks looked at Sakura who was currently looking at the stars for what simply seemed as no reason to him but it was actually to see if someone was calling her.

"How could you do that?!" - hissed a mad Trunks at Sakura who kept on looking at the soft hues of the soon to be morning sky the stars starting to fade.

"Trunks leave her alone!" - Pan shouted weakly. Trunks looked at Pan incredulous but Goten nodded briefly and he sighed in defeat.

"I warned her this would happen if she decided to be turned into a full blooded saiyan. Do not hiss at me brat for something I did not do." - Sakura said without turning to look at them at all just looking for clues that were not appearing in the now soon to be sunny sky.

She sighed when she noticed there was no one to call her away and felt very tired, but her work had just begun. She looked at the two young men standing next to Pan and said…

"I need a favor from you two." - Goten looked bewildered but he nodded anyway.

"What do you need us for?" - Goten asked.

"Oh not for me, but for your future."

"That is way too cryptic Sakura." - said Pan still leaning at her uncle for physical support.

"It's not. It's the truth. Listen Goten, I know what it is to want to make sure that you don't fall for the wrong person and hold on for a bit longer but the truth is that I want you to consider having Trunks as soon as possible."

Goten was suddenly angry at this woman.

"You mean that I must mate with him just because and loose my pride in the process of submitting?! No way. I love Trunks, but I will not back away from what I said before."

"I'm not asking you to submit. All I said is that you accept him as your mate as you have not done that before."

"He hasn't proven himself yet to me!" - Trunks was a little hurt that Goten thought it that way, but he couldn't say anything in response to that.

"Yes he has. If you think about it he already has, these past few mistakes mean that he has a heart and that means he can make mistakes. Those who don't have a heart can't realize that they had made a mistake to begin with. He is not a pure hearted soul, but then who is? You won't find anyone else who is as good as he is."

Goten growled out as what she said rang true in his heart and he expelled a sigh in resolve.

"I already accepted him as my mate."

"You didn't. You've yet to mark him and vice versa." - came the quiet response.

"Do I have to?" - Goten whined and Pan stifled a giggle as she started to get up from leaning into her uncle.

"C'mon uncle, you should feel lucky that you are going to get a true saiyan mate and not something that it might turn out to be something else."

"Like what?" - Trunks suddenly curious.

"Well, a human for example. I mean humans are not bad, they are great persons but they wouldn't understand half of the things we do."

"She's got a point." - Sakura said and she looked at the stars again suddenly lost in her own thoughts.

Goten turned to Trunks and looked into his eyes trying to see what he wanted to find in his soon to be lover's eyes. Trunks' blue eyes held a deep love for the man in front of him and suddenly Goten understood that it wasn't the bite that made it obvious that they belonged to each other but the bond that had always been there. His heart began to race and he walked up to Trunks and hugged him fiercely. He whispered in Trunks' left ear…

"Aishiteru Trunks." - Trunks embraced him in a fierce hug himself and licked Goten's lips before kissing him deeply.

Pan wished she had a camera to get this `hallmark moment' imprinted, but she shook her head as she turned to see Sakura who had a grim frown on her face.

"What's wrong? Aren't you happy that you made them realize that they loved each other a long time ago?"

"It's not that Pan. I fear things are going to get complicated from now on and somehow I wish that I didn't have to be here to witness it."

"Why do you say that? My uncle is happy and everyone else is on their own journey to reach happiness."

"I say that because I have a feeling that I might not want to be responsible for what is to come after me."

Sakura looked at Pan and sighed. She caressed Pan's cheek and thought to herself that Pan could've been her daughter if she had stayed with Gohan one more night. But she shook her head in response. An oracle was not supposed to fall in love and lead a normal saiyan life. It wasn't hers to grasp and for once in her whole lifetime of fighting and being on her own she wondered if she should have let it go. If she should have taken her mother's advice when she told her one day she would regret being an oracle.