Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Uninvited ❯ The Pain and Consequence of Bonding ( Chapter 13 )

The Pain and Consequence of Bonding

HaHa!!! You knew I wasn't going to repost this story without at least one new chapter!!!! Come on people!!! I've been gone much too long but I think I'm back… Well I hope I'm back. I hope you all review like you did before. But if you don't, I just cry. But I'll also get over it… maybe.

No more disclaimers for me!!!! Because I disclaimed my boyfriend once and I haven't seen him since.

Pan looked at her father with full of awe as she saw the pure energy crackling around him. She had always heard the story of when he became a Super Saiyajin 2, but could never truly imagine him as one. Her father always seemed so mild mannered about everything, well everything but the subject of Trunks Vegeta Brief. She squeezed out of Trunks' embrace and slowly stepped towards her father, hoping she could calm him down and said,

"Daddy, please calm down. Everything will be okay." Gohan looked at his only child and powered down to Super Saiyajin and said angrily,

"No Pan, everything is not going to be okay. You've been duped by this arrogant son of a bitch and have probably ruined your life. He played on your infatuation for him and trapped you into a bond!" Pan felt the anger rise up within her but held her composure. She continued to walk closer to her father and said as calm as she possibly could but it was easy to see she was getting angry,

"Dad, I have not been duped or trapped into anything. I wanted this just as much as he did. We've loved each for a long time. It was bound to happen." Gohan looked past his daughter and roared to Trunks,

"You've filled her head with what she wanted to hear from you to satisfy some sick, little fantasy you have!" Trunks' ki rose although his posture remained calm as he hissed,

"If I only wanted to fuck her Gohan, I would have done that a long time ago! Don't you think I knew Pan was in love with me? If I didn't love her back, I would have fucked her when I initially had a chance three years ago? Remember the room of spirit and time? Hell, even the sleepovers at my house! It wouldn't have taken much back then." Pan turned to look at her mate with a shocked expression as tears lined her eyes. He looked back at her with his hereditary stoic expression and said through their bond,

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"Panny you know I love you. I'm proving a point to your dad. I would have never done that to you." As she blinked, a tear fell and she asked,

"But did you think about doing it?" His expression softened slightly as he replied,

"Only when I wasn't in my right mind. Sorry."

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Pan was about to reply but their mental conversation was interrupted by a gust of wind and a blur flying past her. She heard her mother scream her father's name just as Trunks went crashing through the door. Her eyes went wide as she saw her lover land in the rubble of the wall, door, and glass. Once Trunks stood up from the blow, she released a sigh, although she knew he wasn't hurt.

*This is just what I need today. Great.*

Gohan watched Trunks stand through the lightening crackling around him. His mind was racing with a variety of emotions. He was uncontrollably angry with a man who has been a part of his extended family for over 30 years but at the same time he felt betrayed. He wanted to protect his only child but knew it was too late. For these feelings, someone had to pay and that person was Trunks.

"You're not so smug now are you." Trunks blew his trademark stands from his eyes and said,

"You haven't seen smug yet Gohan," and powered up to Super Saiyajin.

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Vegeta watched Bulma type assiduously on her laptop while still in bed. He was standing at the foot of their bed directly in front of her but he knew she didn't realize he was there. He slammed his hands on the bed to get her attention, causing her to jump in surprise. Vegeta sneered at his wife's reaction and said in his arrogant tone,

"You know, it's a wonder you've survived so long with you not being aware of your surroundings. I have been standing here for over five minutes now." Bulma glared at Vegeta as she gathered the papers that scattered across the bed as she asked,

"Shouldn't you be training or something?" Vegeta sat on the bed as he asked,

"Do you know where your children are at?"

"What Vegeta? Trunks is 31 years old. Therefore, I'm not concerned about where he is. He knows how to handle himself. As for Bra, she's most likely over at Pan's house. Why do you keep asking me all this silly questions? You're acting like an old lady!" Vegeta gave his wife a slight smirk as he replied in a nonchalant manner as he said,

"Woman these are our offsprings we are talking about. As catty you are I'm not surprised you didn't notice the boy leave with Gohan's whelp and Bra leave right after Goten's 'scene'. Even Kakkorot took notice and he's most likely the dense being on this planet." Vegeta got up from his initial sitting spot on the bed and walked over to the balcony, checking his children location via their ki. Quickly, he noticed Trunks was in Super Saiyajin form just as Gohan was.

*So Gohan has finally caught on, well at least acknowledged the bond. It took the idiot long enough.*

Bulma watched Vegeta walk to the balcony and frowned. She moved the computer to the nightstand on her side of her bed and walked over to where her mate was standing. Once she was about five feet away from him, Vegeta turned and gave her his 'I'm holier than thou' look. Bulma placed her hands on her hips and asked in a confrontational tone,

"What are you insinuating Vegeta? That Trunks and Bra are with Pan and Goten respectively? You and I both know that is not the case. Yeah, Trunks and Pan are developing a 'thing', but that been developing since Pan was a child. Even if they did confirm their feelings to one another Trunks would have never spent the night with Pan, even if Gohan approved! Which he wouldn't I might add," she shifted her weight on to her other leg and continued.

"As for Bra and Goten, they are just friends, nothing more, nothing less. Bra looks at Goten in a big brother way, just as Goten looks at Bra as a little sister. The two of them haven't expressed any type of attraction to one another." Vegeta stared at Bulma with calculating eyes and simply said,

"Okay Bulma, you just might be right." Bulma beamed and said,

"It's good that you agree with me for once." She then turned to go back to her work. As she sat back on the bed a flashback of Goten and Bra's little interaction from the night before played in her mind. She quickly dismissed the thought and went back to her work.

Vegeta watched her go back to her work and shook his head. He knew the thought of Bra and Goten being together played in Bulma's head but he also knew she was in denial. He said to himself,

*Fine woman, I'll allow you to delude yourself. But when the truth comes out you shall not have the surprise ticket to play.*

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Bra looked through the clothes in Pan's old room to see if there was anything she could wear. Unfortunately for her, she wore the only good outfit Pan had there yesterday. The only thing left was pajamas and two pair of jeans that should be burned according to Bra's standards. As she held the jeans up to examine them she thought idly

*Pan will keep clothes until they're so shredded and ripped that it would be indecent exposure if she wore it. Hopefully Goten has something small enough to fit me.*

She slid the strands of wet hair plastered to her face behind her ear as she held the towel close to her body and went to Goten's room. As the entered the room, the images of she and Goten's lovemaking popped into her head but she quickly pushed the memory out of her head. She went to the man's chest of drawers and pulled out an old orange suit. As she held it up she realized the suit looked like Goku's training gi, it was just a little smaller. In the back of her mind she saw an eleven-year-old Goten crying by a stream. It just so happened he was wearing the suit.

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"Why do I have to look like him!!!!" Goten wiped the tears from his eyes as he looked down at his reflection in the stream. The young boy frowned as he harbored a deeper hatred for his naturally wild and spiky black mane.

He made his mother cry again. He's not quite sure what he did but he knew it had to remind her of his estranged father, Goku. Ever since he was a young child, he knew his mother cried because of him. He tried his best to be a good son by not running off like Goten and Trunks seemed to do but his mother's tears always seemed to shed but of him.

As he looked at his reflection, he said out loud to no one in particular,

"I'm going to make it so that I never make mom cry again." The boy grabbed a pair of long sharp scissors that were sitting next to him and looked at them with deep interest. He brought the scissors closer to his face as he grabbed a lock of his hair and carelessly cut it. With each cut he took his anger towards the curse of his fathers looks out on his hair.

As his anger subsided, Goten looked down in the stream and saw a different boy; one with extremely cropped hair. No particular style, just short hair, totally opposite from Goku's hair. The preteen ran his hand over his new mane and smiled, he finally looked somewhat different from the one that makes his mother cry.

"Never again will I wear my hair like his, no matter how much I have to cut it."

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Bra gasped as the alien memory faded to the back of her mind. She felt every emotion Goten felt and literally could not handle it. She mindlessly went to sit on the bed as she realized why Goten goes through such great lengths to make himself look totally opposite from Goku.

*That's why he deliberately wears his hair as a sloppy mop or really short. I could never really understand that. Wow, and you think you know someone.*

"Bra!!! Stop!!!" The Saiyajin princess looked up at a water-glistened Goten, who had a deep scowl on his face. " Why in the hell are you tearing my childhood gi? Why are you in my room?" The man wanted to add,

Since you claim not to care about me, but decided against it.

Bra looked at the gi that was now torn at the seam and said with tear-rimmed eyes, not really answering Goten's question,

"I…I didn't know. I'm sorry. I never imaged it was that hard for you." Goten looked at the woman with confusion written all over his face and replied,

"I can get my mom to mend it. Don't cry over it."

She looked up at the man and asked,

"Does it still bother you to look like him?" He replied cautiously, realizing she was not talking about the gi,

"Who?"

"Goku." Goten eyes now filled with tears as his answered softly,

"Sometimes, not as much since he's around for now." Bra stood before the man and hugged him, forgetting about the towel wrapped around her as she now fully cried,

" Goten, I'm so sorry you had to ensure such pain." He wrapped is arms around the young woman and said as tears fell from his eyes,

"It's okay, everything turned out fine. Dad's here and mom doesn't cry anymore." In the back of his mind, Goten thought to himself,

*Bra's right, we can't keep this bond.*

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You?

You're not allowed

You're uninvited

An unfortunate slight

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Gohan wiped blood away from the corner of his eye, wondering what was going wrong here.

*Okay, the last I remembered I was a lot stronger than Trunks when he's not fused with Goten. Why is it I'm getting my ass kicked?*

Trunks remained in a defensive stance as he patiently waited for Gohan to shake the stars out of his eyes. He was pretty thankful old man Satan, as he called him, was a private man who believed in extremely tall fences and open area on the estate. He snapped out of his little reverie just in time to dodge Gohan's fist. With ease he grabbed the hand and kicked the older man in the side causing him to fly a good twenty yards.

*Thank Kami dad 'insists' on my training. I didn't realize I had become a strong Super Saiyajin 2 in the mist of all the beat downs. I guess I should also thank Gohan for not training seriously for the past three years.*

Trunks didn't realize Gohan had fired a ki blast at him until it was too late. The energy wave caught the man square in the chest, making it feel as though someone has opened up his chest and attempted to rip out his lung. As he fell to the ground, he could hear Pan scream in the distance. He could also feel her fear. The hard ground seemed to come much too soon as he fell awkwardly on his shoulder. He felt the bone pop out of place and quickly popped it back in place. He tried to get up but the burning in his chest prevented him from doing so. He laid on his back with his eyes closed and thought,

*Okay, let me just get my wind back. Gohan won't attack me while I'm down. The Sons are too naïve to do such a thing.*

Just as he opened his eyes he saw Gohan standing over him with death in his eyes and a kamehameha forming in the man's hand. His eyes widened as he heard word he never imagined from his life long friend,

"Now I'm going to kill your self-righteous ass." Trunks closed his eyes and braced himself for the final blast but instead of feeling the heat of the turtle shot incinerating his body, he felt the slight pressure of weight on him.

"Pan move!!!" Gohan screamed at his only child. He looked at the girl and saw sheer determination of her face as she said,

"If you kill him, you might as well kill me too." Immediately, Gohan dissipated the kamehameha and stared at his little girl. At that point he realized he lost her to the one person he feared losing her to.

Videl ran to the area where her family, and now extended family, was at, in hope to finally get a chance to handle this situation in a civilized, un-Saiyajin manner. Just as she got about twenty feet from her husband, Gohan took off in flight.

"Gohan!!! Wait!!!" She knew he wouldn't stop, she just felt it. She also knew her husband was crying; she didn't need to feel that, she saw it.

It sucked, didn't it… Well even if it did review and flame me.

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