Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ You're where I belong ❯ friends and lovers ( Chapter 12 )

You're whereI belong

 

Friends and lovers

 

Saturday-Sunday

 

Trunks were watching as Pan was dressing. He loved how her body moved. So perfectly shaped. Her shyness before hand had always made him smile, but now she was boldly showing him herself, and he was just awestricken... His Pan.

 

“Didn't your mother tell you that straining your eyes like that will cause blindness?”

 

“Nope, I am not straining not when you so boldly do that up close and personal”

 

Smiling at each other, Trunks thought how like his father and mother they acted. OMG I can't believe I thought that…

 

“Really Trunks that kinda grossed me out a bit”

 

“Yeah, sorry about that, but you know we do act like them, you are pretty mean at times”

 

`Only because you bring out the worse in me!”

 

“Well you're just too ugly not to mess with!”

 

“You think I'm ugly?” Pan's eyes started to tear up

 

“No! o shit! I was only kidding” Trunks jumped from the bed and tried to put his arms around Pan...

“Don't touch me you ass!” Pan bolted and ran to the huge window opened it up and flew out.

 

Trunks grabbing whatever clothes he could find followed and tried to put clothes on and fly after his beloved…

 

He heard her before he saw her; she was on the roof of the building laughing her ass off. Not liking to be a joke he went up to her, “I don't think that was so funny!”

 

“Oh Trunks you should have seen your face and what trying to get dressed too! I think you need more clothes on, someone might think badly of you!”

 

“You're evil Pan Son!”

 

“Trunks you love it!”

 

Smiling, he grabs his Panny and devoured her mouth before she could mess with him anymore…

 

Pan and Trunks flew back down to his room, it was early Saturday morning and she needed to check in with her mom. After talking to Videl, making sure she knew all was good, she called over to her grandfather's house. Chichi explained that Goku was spending time with Goten, so Pan sighed and explained that she would call back later...

 

Trunks then decided to give his mother a call and to check on Bra. Bulma seemed vague about his sister conditioned but assured his that he was not missed too much. Trunks could hear his mothers smile while he explained about himself and Pan. He smirked when he heard his dad in the background “About time brat!” HE said goodbye then looked at his Panny.

 

“I think that we need a vacation.”

 

Not sure of where his train of thought had went, Pan only nodded. She watched while her CEO began to make plans… In a no nonsense manner, Trunks began to order his life, First he called for his CC limo, next he ordered breakfast, then he called the airport for the CC Lear jet to be fueled. Watching him act this way was fun! Every so often he would come over and give Pan a kiss or a smile. Getting tired of just sitting there Pan went to go take a bath...

 

She loved the Jacuzzi tub, but soon the smell of the food wafted in and she toweled off and put on Trunks bath robe to eat. After they ate Trunks went to shower and change. Pan had wondered around the Penthouse, noticing how much of it was not yet decorated expect the kitchen, dining room and living room. There were 3 more full bathrooms, and five bedrooms, a patio area and the penthouse pool. While wondering around there was a ring on the intercom. Going to the front door she flicked the screen on to see whom was there. Trunk's personal chauffer was calling; he looked into the screen and smiled at Pan,

 

Good morning Miss Pan,” Said Remy “I have some items that Trunks ordered.”

“Hold on”

“Trunks! Remy has some things you ordered!”

 

“Okay Pan let him up!”

Pan buzzed in the man and waited to see what it could be.

 

Remy stepped off the private elevator and pressed the bell, Pan threw open the door and welcomed the wizened man in. He had been Trunks chauffer for as long as Pan could remember. He placed the items down tipped his hat and explained that he and the car were waiting for whenever they needed him.

 

Curiosity getting the best for Pan, she looked at the beautiful packages that Remy had brought up. However, she noticed the name of the stores for which they came from. Eliciting a squeal, Pan tore into the packages to see what Trunks had ordered from the elusive shop that Bulma owned. (She loved the shop so much she bought it)

 

Not wasting time she changed into the simple little dress that Trunks had asked for along with the shoes and panties and bra, all kinds of little things.

 

Quietly he snuck up to Pan and wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her ear.

 

`Trunks how did you know what to get for me?”

 

“Easy, the shop knew your size and likes, mom always made sure that you and Bra and Marron or any of her friends and special customers' wants and likes was always available. It was a matter of calling down and sending it out.”

 

“Your mom is always that kind of person, so are you.”

 

“However, (taking a small box from his pants pocket) this, this is not from that shop...”

 

Pan noticed the Aqua and silver paper. This small box was gifted wrapped. Pan leaped to it and shakily opened the little box…There was a simply the most beautiful ring.

 

As Pan took the ring with the Square cut diamond (Princess cut!) out she looked at Trunks and notice him go down on he knee, gasping as she realized his intentions happy tears began to run down her cheek..

 

“Pan, I know you might think this is sudden but last night I told you that I was not your challenge. I am yours. You have held my heart forever, and I want he world to know it. You are my lover, my best friend, you are my home my shelter my love my life. I would be honored if you would be My Princess my wife my other half.”

 

Her Saiyan mind was telling her that she was his mate, but now her human mind yelled for joy as she threw her arms around her purple haired Prince and kissed him.

 

“I hope this is a yes?”

 

“Baka Yaro!”

 

`Good, then let's get moving we have lots to do!”

 

“Trunks, this ring is From Tiffany's, you did not just order it”

 

“Panny, I have had this ring for a while now, I think I just kept hoping I would not screw up, so I could ask you right and not have you laugh at me.” Looking quite like a little boy.

 

Pan came to her Prince and kissed him so lightly, “Trunks I would never laugh at you, not about this.” Trunks took her hand and admired how beautiful it looked even more so now that she wore his ring. It made his heart just about burst from the happiness it gave him.

 

They stepped out into the midmorning sun and hoped into the waiting limo. Eyeing Pan he smirked knowing that this day was going to be the second best day in his life. They came to the private entrance of the airport and moved to the terminal for CC. They boarded the jet, one of the attendants handed Pan a fluted glass of champagne and she sat very close to Trunks in one the leather loveseats. His Pilot came in the back and shook Trunk's hand. Trunks gave him a flight plan and the captain tipped his hat and prepared for the flight.

 

The lull of the engine put Pan to sleep and she dreamed of her and Trunks dancing on the clouds…..

 

While she slept Trunks hoped that Pan would be up for the adventure he had planned….

 

 

They arrived in Tokyo, another limo was waiting for them, they sped away to the center of the city, and Trunks checked them into the Plaza hotel. The couple went to their room, they had no luggage to speak of, but Pan watched Trunks take out a notebook case. Inside she noticed that it had 15 empty Capsules. “Trunks what do you have planned?”

 

“Well, WE are going to go on a shopping spree and fill these capsules up!”

 

“But what…”

“Ssh, we are going to do this, I know you hate shopping but we are going to need to get things, you have to be the part of a Princess, and it would just not do with just ordinary things, we need to get some very special items!”

 

`Okay, I understand that, but wouldn't your mom or my mom…”

 

“Just let me spoil you this weekend. The sky is the limit!”

 

Pan let out a breathless, `Yes!”

 

`Good, now let's go and eat!”

 

Laughing the couple strolled out of the room and headed into the big city…

 

Many hours later……

 

Pan and Trunks retuned from a hectic day. Pan was moody, so Trunks let her go up to cool down, it took three porters to load and bring up all the purchases…, The suite had three rooms and Trunks was organizing the items and preparing to capsulate them when Pan called from the bathroom…”Trunks can you come here..”

 

Striding to their bathroom, “Hey how are you doing?”

 

“I am sorry Trunks; it's just that some people are such asses!”

 

`I know babe, just relax.'

 

“Relax; they looked at me like I was some whore!”

 

“No, Pan they're just jealous over the fact that I was buying all of this for you. Look the sales manager straitened it out, no harm done.”

 

“You should have let me blast her.”

 

“Pan, you know what kind of things that my family has had to deal with, this is not the first time you have been with me out. You just can't get mad and go off the handle like that. Tomorrow is going to be better and tonight I am taking you out for dinner. So take your bath and wash up I have another surprise,”

 

The door bell rang….

 

Trunks held up a finger asking for a minute, Pan heard the muffle noises from the door, curiosity getting the best of her she climbed out of the Tub and put on her hotel rode, no sooner then that she was bombarded by three women… Glaring over their heads one was looking at her hair another had her hands while the third was scrutinizing her face, she glared at Trunks…, He waved good naturedly and left thee room with a promise to return…

 

Hehe, she is going to hate that… Trunks had decided to go to the salon downstairs and relax while those women pampered an unwilling Pan. Hoping that the building wouldn't need replacing if she lost her temper… just as he was sitting in the barber chair for a shave and cut, he heard Pan (You are so in trouble when I see you)

Smiling to himself he thought back, (Panny, it would not do for you to be so grumpy, how people would feel if the soon to be Mrs.Vegeta-Breifs was such a grump! You are a Princess, you are above getting so worked up over these petty things, be a good girl and try to enjoy it. I love you for you, but just this once enjoy all this pampering!)

 

Guilt. She knew she would not argue, he knew it. He just guilted her into allowing this to happen. She was not really mad about getting pampered, it was just that he threw her into it; she hated anyone making a fuss over her. Too bad she was not like Bra or Mare. Pan had never wanted to be so silly. But she then remembered Vegeta's description of the court of Vegeta-sei. Her favorite fairy tales came from Vegeta describing the histories of the Warrior Planet and those stories had been her dreams. She remembered how he described the ways the fierce women could be but yet demanded respect for their beauty and regal ness. She knew she was a strong fighter, a SSJ2 no less, so why not have the best of both worlds… She was just handed her dream, why did she not see this before, she could play her kind of princess, a Saiyan Warrior, sneaking a smile, and she allowed the three women to continue. They all visible relaxed noting the change of the young women.

 

Trunks feeling the change in Pans demeanor snuck in a sigh, (I knew you would love this)….he heard a Humph!

 

An hour later Trunks made it back to his room, one of the ladies stepped out and asked him where they would be dinning that night, “Restaurant Joel Robuchon”

Noting this the ladies wasted no time in ushering Pan into the bedroom that had her new purchases in it. The picked out a Nicole Miller evening gown in deep plum, smooth silk satin; draped neckline; criss-cross straps in back with a slight draping of satin on back; seam detailing around back bodice. Stepping into this was like heaven. It was so light. The managed to put Pan thick luxurious hair in to a French Twist with tendrils framing her face. What seemed forever, Trunks was waiting in the living room dressed in his dark Tux. As soon as Pan graced him wither presence he let out a deep breath. His eyes were shinning. This was his Panny, unbelievable she was more exquisite then he could have imagined. The way she carried herself, he knew she had a demanding presence, but with this she looked regal. Scrunching up his eyes though he gave her a snarl “Not quite right”

“What!” Pan sputtered, “I have been pinched and prodded, painted and plucked and this is what you tell me???!!”

 

Moving out of the room Trunks proceeded into the bedroom and began searching out one of the purchases. Removing the box, Pan sneaked a peek over his shoulder. Trunks walked to Pan and told her, “I think this will do.”

 

As he opened the box he heard four gasps as he lifted the beautiful amethyst assemble. A pear shaped stone set in Platinum and matching earrings. Pan did not remember buying any jewelry and questioned when it was purchased.

“Well Pan every item you picked, I asked that a matching accessories and jewelry be picked as well.”

 

`Trunks this is just too much, way too much I can't...”

 

“Hush Pan, I know that you are not into all these finer things like this and well nobody in our family is, but we will be living in a different lifestyle. This is no longer our buddy time, you are my flower, and you will have all the finer things, I would bathe you in diamonds, I want you bejeweled in every stone, by comparison those fine things pale to your beauty. I love you Pan and this is just what you deserve, it would be what my family would expect from me to just begin to give a Princess.”

 

 

 

Retuning to the hotel, Pan was feeling kind of silly. She had stars in her eyes; due to the many flashes from the paparazzi. She had consumed a fair amount of wine too. Trunks ushered her upstairs and as they walked in to their bedroom which had a breathtaking view of the Skylight. Trunks held Pan around her waist and placed his chin on her shoulder, and began to assault her neck and ears kissing every spot, murmuring how much he loved her. Pan turned around and captured his lips in a lingering kiss. Taking a breath, Trunks steps back to give Pan a half lidded gaze. The bright blue eyes of her lover were now dark blue slits; she had never seen this side of Trunks before. Her mouth was still reeling from the kiss, but he noticed the surprise look in her eyes. He could recognize almost a fear, the question. He bent to kiss her again, drawing her into his arms and moving toward the bed. Slowly her unzipped the dress and slid the straps off her shoulders. Kissing her neck again then running his tongue from one ear, around her neck nibbling her skin then reaching her other ear, taking a small bite and gaining a hiss of pleasure and pain from Pan.

 

Pan's Saiyan senses kicked in and she could distinctly taste the air and the strong primal muskiness of the room. Her mind was in a blaze of what feelings that Trunks had aroused from her and the state of arousal he was in too. She couldn't speak, only stood there arching her body into his as he undressed her. He pushed her down to the bed, he smirked, very Vegeta like, and fear once again assailed from her. Tasting the air Trunks continued to stare at this creature, his mind in an overload, tensing for he had never been able to let this side show. He loved the desire and fear that was exuding off Pan. It drove him into a blind passion. His clothes were too restrictive and he nearly tore them off in a haste to be rid of them. He had to curb his anger. This surprised him for a moment, because it was an unknown anger. He was angry at the limit of time, the limit of clothes, and the fact that it was taken too damn long to take her. Pan's fear turned into surprise when she sensed the anger coming from Trunks, she began to increase her power incase he did something too rough. She could sense that he was teetering on the edge of the Abyss, and would only survive to meet him there at full strength. At this point it was like preparing for a great battle, one she only hoped to survive. The sweet kisses from the night before were missing, there were no words between the pair. Only growls were coming from her lover. She began to notice his Cerulean blue eyes were flickering to a deep teal, and his fine lavender hair was starting to glow. He was Power up to Super Saiyan, and she only prepared her body.

 

Fearing for her life, she only thought of trying to survive, but before Trunks Plunged deep inside her, she felt one thing in her mind, (throes of battle). She accepted this thought, wondering where it came from. One does not usually equate those words with sex! And she also knew that Trunks had not sent her that thought. Pan would later ponder those three words.

 

To her ears it sounded like two wolves fighting. The growls coming deep from his chest only matched hers. Pan had arched her body to fully accommodate a Super Saiyan, an instinctive move that kept her from being torn in half. There were no Ki blast, instead Trunks was sending energy through his body to Pan. Her mind was screaming as shock wave after wave raked her body, though she cried from the intensity but not pain. Blood assailed her nose, the acrid coppery flavor piercing them both, driving them both in to a deeper frenzy. They battled for dominance, Pan feeling an urge unlike any before clamored to pin Trunks down and take over, only to find that his strength had not increased but definitely won out that move. It was a sadistic game of making each other cry out but to not stop. Some deep animalistic urge had pushed them beyond rational thought. They continued deep in to the morning, until at last they cried out in a complete release and blacked out.

 

Waking Sunday morning, Pan tensed. She could still taste the air. Blood was dried on her hands and she could taste it in her mouth. Looking over at her lover, she could see the scratch marks that covered his back, down his thighs and even his face. She noticed bruising on his arms. Shocked to say the least she rushed to the bathroom she took a survey of her own body. If Trunks looked that beaten, Pan looked into the mirror, a matching gasps meet hers. Standing stark naked Trunks could only stare at Pan's backside. Then he looked in the reflection. The fear he felt before was nothing compared to this. Not the Ki blast from when she was little, not the pranks he had pulled, not the recent spar they had could even compare to how horrible he felt. He walked slowly to Pan fearing the loss of his world, he came to her and feel to his knees, a sob reached her ears.

Surprise more then anything shook her. She had to assuage the pain coming from him. `Trunks, I m not hurt. Baby I'm ok”

“No, look what I did to you, I am so sorry!”

Getting mad at him she yelled, “Trunks stop!”

He looked into her eyes. Pan kneeled down to him and spoke very softly yet firmly,

“Trunks look at yourself, are you hurting this morning?”

He shook his head.

“Good, now I don't hurt either, we both look a mess, but we are ok, you did not hurt me. It is like any other battle or spar we had, even banged up and bleeding, we never really hurt each other right?”

He shook his head again.

Getting tired of his nonverbal motion Pan was irked, “listen boxer boy, don't act this way after last night, it was after all a glorious battle, and nothing does the soul justice to that which is in the throes of battle and only then we feel these animalistic tendencies of having Saiyan blood run through our veins…”

Trunks gave a startling look to Pan, noticing a questioning loom in her eyes.

“Pan what did you say, why did you just say that?”

“I don't know it was the words I could hear last night, the throes of battle. It made sense to what was happening. I was surprised at first then I heard that...”

 

“My dad told me that once. I did not know quite what he meant until recently.”

“Maybe it was a memory I heard?”

“Well lets hope so, I would hate for my dad to get involved with what happens between us!'

Cringing at the thought, both start laughing. Pan turned to take a shower and Trunks loud growling stomach made its presence known thus he went to ordered breakfast.

 

The knock at the door alerted them that breakfast was there, and Trunks began to drool from the smell, Pan reached to the cart and took up the Sunday paper, and before Trunks could take a bite…

“Oh Shit!”

Blue eyes locked with black. Turning the Front page to Trunks he could see the Picture of Trunks and Pan walking into the Plaza hotel after their dinner last night. Trunks Vegeta-Briefs-President of Capsule Corp celebrate engagement with Hercules granddaughter Son Pan!

 

Trunks only shrugged his shoulders, he knew this was expected.

Pan was fuming, the paper listed all the stores they had visited yesterday, and the purchases made what they had for dinner, and what time they had returned to the hotel. More annoyed than anything, Pan began to much her toast. She threw the newspaper down and tried to settle on the television, to her surprise, the Plaza hotel was on the news, and there downstairs was a swarm of reporters eager to bombard them. `Shit Trunks now what?”

Smiling at his lovely fiancée, he made one observation...” Well we need to heal up or they will think that I am some wife beater…”

Turning her head she muttered, “You are”

This only gained her pillow from the couch to her head.

Seriously Pan, I think we need some Sensu beans before we wander out today.”

“Good idea.”