Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Windows to the Soul ❯ Super Saiya-jin? What's a Super Saiya-jin? ( Chapter 5 )

Chapter Five - Super Saiya-jin? What's a Super Saiya-jin?

Bulma set the last plate of food on the table. She looked at her watch, `Three, two, o…' Trunks zoomed past her and started shoveling food into his mouth. She frowned, "Trunks we have a guest so try to eat a little more delicately."

He wiped his mouth with a napkin and nodded just as Pan entered the room. She was dressed in gray sweat pants and a green capsule corp. T-shirt. Her damp hair was pulled back into a ponytail.

Bulma smiled, "You look better. How are you feeling?"

Pan sat down across from Trunks. "Much better." She looked up and met Trunks' gaze. Both looked away.

Their meal was in silence and it was beginning to annoy Bulma. "So, Pan, how long have you been on your own?"

Pan paused, chop sticks half-way to her mouth, "Since I was twelve."

"That's awful, who took care of you?"

Pan sat stone faced, "I took care of myself." She said, just as stony.

Trunks stood up, "Lunch was great, kaa-san." He left the room.

"Men." Bulma huffed as soon as he was out of hearing range.

Pan stared at the empty doorway. "Hello?" Bulma waved her hand in Pan's face.

"Huh. What?"

"Jeez, I thought I lost you for a second there. You really like him don't you?"

Pan blushed and looked away.

Bulma chuckled, "Don't worry your secret is safe with me." Bulma glanced at the coffee mug she held. "Pan? Would you like to meet your Grandmother?"

Pan looked up at her, "My grandmother?"

"Hai, Gohan's Okasan. She is still alive."

Pan rested her chin in her hands. "I don't know how she would react. She doesn't even know I exist. I don't even know if I could handle it."

Bulma placed her hand on Pan's shoulder. "Okay, another time then. I won't tell her about you until your ready."

Pan smiled. "Arigatou(thank you), Bulma-san." She stood to help clear the table.

"No, no, Honey. I have a secret weapon." Bulma took out her remote and pushed a few buttons. A cleaner robot appeared out of the shadows and proceeded to clean the mess.

Pan looked astonished. "You made that?"

Bulma smiled Triumphantly. "Yep, and that isn't the least of it." She led the teenage girl out of the kitchen.

*****

Pan sighed and flopped onto her bed. What an odd day that had been. She spent most of it with Bulma and just came back from dinner. She turned onto her side and faced the balcony and beautiful setting sun. She stood up and strode over to the sliding glass doors. She stepped outside and breathed in the crisp, summer air.

Something snapped in her senses and she leaned over the side of the balcony to get a better look. A few hundred yards away was Trunks. She squinted, he was training, no doubt, but what she saw next was astounding.

Trunks screamed and his hair flashed into gold and spiked up. His muscles slightly grew and a soft yellow glow surrounded him. Pan gasped and Trunks turned towards her direction. She instantly hit the floor. `Please, Kami, tell me he didn't see me.'

"What are you doing?"

Pan opened her eyes to discover Trunks floating above her. "What do you mean, what am I doing? Can't you tell that I'm getting some sun?" `Real smooth, Pan.'

He cocked an eyebrow, "Getting some sun? The sun is practically gone."

She frowned, "You wouldn't understand. It's more of a girl thing."

He shrugged and floated away, "Whatever."

Pan sighed and ran back onto her bed. She buried her head beneath her pillow, maybe she could suffocate herself. `Stupid, stupid, stupid!' She threw the pillow at the wall and it exploded with feathers everywhere. Pan sat on her bed dumbfounded. `whoops.' She picked a feather out of her hair. "It's not going to be easy here."

*****

Pan groaned and sat up in bed. She rubbed her tired eyes and yawned. Outside the sun was up and birds were chirping. She forced herself out of bed and changed into a red top and blue jeans that reached to her knees. She brushed her hair and bounded out the door.

She greeted Bulma with a smile and sat down at the table.

"Your cheerful this morning." Bulma placed her hand on Pan's forehead. "Your fever is certainly gone."

"I feel great." Pan's smile grew as Bulma placed two dozen pancakes in front of her. Pan drowned them in syrup, grabbed a fork and popped a few in her mouth. "Where's Trunks?" she asked after she swallowed her food.

"He's out training in the gravity room."

Pan finished her breakfast and stood. "That was delicious, arigatou." Pan was out the door in seconds.

*****

Pan stepped out onto the soft green grass. She crossed her arms and searched the area. She spotted a sphere shaped room a good few hundred yards away. She kept her ki low and crept over to the red tinted window.

She spied Trunks furiously fighting an unseen opponent. She noticed his hair was gold again. `Super Saiya-jin…' She ran away from the dome, making sure she was undetected.

She headed west towards fairly flat vast land. When she was a mile away from Capsule Corp. she took to the sky and flew for a few more miles. She found a comfortable spot and landed.

Pan studied her surroundings. Desert. A few rocks here and there and a small mountain about