This are the revised chapters from Pain of Loss. I decided that the first chapters were very difficult to read, so I changed some parts of it. I tried to get rid of the mistakes and hopefully it's easier to read.
Pain of Loss is Vegeta/Pan story, people. Just as a warning.
Disclaimer: This counts for the entire story, I don't own DBZ/GT or any of the characters related.
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Pan noticed the kick too late. She got smacked against the wall and fell down on the ground. She stayed down for a second, trying to focus.
She opened one eye and looked at her opponent. He smirked.
"You're still no match for me brat" he said.
Pan crawled back up.
"I'll just keep on trying" she said with a faint smile.
She started kicking and punching him, but as usual, he blocked every one of them. Still, she didn't mind. With him, she had to push herself to the edge. He wouldn't hold back, like her father always did.
Suddenly she hit him, to her surprise. He stepped back and growled.
"Lucky punch brat.." he muttered. Pan frowned.
"Of course it was a lucky punch, I mean, I couldn't POSSIBLY hit the might Prince of all Saiyans!" she replied with a sarcastic voice.
But before she could attack again she was hit down.
'Damn he's fast' she thought.
Pan decided too stay down, sure that she had enough.
"So we're done now?" he asked.
She nodded. That was enough for him, he turned of the gravity machine. Vegeta walked up to her and reached out his hand. She grabbed it and pulled herself up.
They walked to the door of the room. Suddenly her stomach rumbled and she sweat dropped. Vegeta smirked again.
"There's still some Saiyan in there!" he said. Pan punched him playfully in the side.
"I'm just hungry, breakfast was a long time ago!" she laughed.
The two stepped outside and Vegeta walked into the house. He looked at Pan, but she shook her head.
"Be right there.." she said softly while looking at the sky.
It was getting dark already, she had been sparring the whole day again. That's what they did, her and Vegeta. They didn't do much else anymore. Ever since that cursed day, when everything in their normal happy lifes changed. Tears filled up her eyes, thinking about it.
'Oh mom, dad, grandpa, grandma.. I miss you so much'.
She sighed and fell in the grass on her knees. The tears came out, although she didn't want to. She hated crying.
"Damn.. why.. I don't.. I'm just so weak!" she cried.
"No." a stern voice sounded from behind.
She quickly dried her tears. She didn't want Vegeta to see her cry.
"There is no weakness in sorrow brat." he said, softly this time. Vegeta's eyes looked at her. She looked back at him and they stared at each other. No words were needed, she understood and nodded.
Vegeta smirked. "Let's go inside, I'm hungry." He said, turning around.
Pan got up and followed him.
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As she lied in bed, thoughts were going trough her head again. This whole situation wasn't her fault. She couldn't blame anyone, even if she wanted to. It came as a surprise. This wasn't even a real fight.
It was a stupid virus. A virus was able to kill even the strongest warriors in no time. All her loved ones caught it by surprise, and they could only watch. Helplessly. Unable to do a single thing about it.
She turned around and grabbed her pillow. She punched it down, and punched it again. The frustration was killing her, she couldn't take it, sometimes.
Pan sat up for a moment and took a deep breath. But then the thoughts came back and she cried again. She cried softly, for an hour or so. She didn't want Vegeta to hear her, she wanted to be tough in his eyes, someone to be proud of. So she cried softly.
Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder. Someone took her in his arms and hugged her.
"Oh Goten.." she sighed and let her tears go again.
"Shh.. I know Panny, I know." He said softly.
They both just sat on the bed, embracing each other, while a third figure entered trough the window. It was Trunks, of course. Where Goten was, Trunks was. He sat next to Goten and her, and he looked at them. He took Pans hand and squeezed it. She smiled a little.
"Hey squirt, I'm here for you." He whispered.
The raven-haired girl nodded and closed her eyes. They treated her as a child, still. She didn't mind. At those times, she didn't care if she was vulnerable. She wanted to curl up and die, sometimes.
Eventually, she fell asleep. The guys tucked her in and were about to leave when Pan woke up.
"No.. please don't go again. Why can't you stay?" she whispered.
Trunks kneeled down at the bed, explaining what he had explained many times before. "There are so many people out there, Pan-chan. They are helpless and afraid. We have to check on them. The world has changed too much, we're the only ones left who can help."
Trunks touched her cheek. "But I need you to stay here, with father. He needs you more than anything right now Pan, so please forgive us."
Goten nodded as Trunks got up. He bended a little and said: "We'll be back soon, I promise."
He smiled a little and continued : "I'll always be there for you, you know that. I knew that you needed me tonight, so we came. And we'll always come, right Trunks?"
Trunks smiled. Goten pressed a soft kiss on his nieces forehead. The girl sighed and closed her eyes, reluctantly. She didn't want the boys to leave, but fell asleep before she could protest any further.
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As Vegeta turned in his empty bed, he sensed the two ki's leaving. He smirked. 'They always come back..' he thought. And then fell asleep.
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The next morning Pan woke up early. She walked into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. She was 21 now. She was a grown up. She sighed as she looked at the scars on her body. If Vegeta kept on smacking her down, she was going to look like a monster.
She smirked and grabbed a brush. She brushed her long hair and tied it together. She splashed some cold, fresh water in her face and dried of. Grown up, sure. She didn't feel like one. She felt ancient.
As she left the bathroom she walked passed Bra's room. It was so incredibly empty, like every other room in the Capsule Corporation. She quickly walked by and entered her own room again, to change.
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"Morning, Vegeta" she mumbled as she entered the kitchen. She didn't realise Vegeta was awake.
"If you can call it that.." he replied annoyed.
She looked at the Saiyan Prince, and chuckled when she saw he was making an attempt at cooking. He was *trying*, yes. Vegeta had his own fight with the eggs and made a mess of the kitchen while he tried to prepare breakfast.
She stood next to him and pushed him out of the way.
"Here, let me." She said with a smile.
Vegeta nodded and stepped back. Grabbing two plates from the cupboard he walked to the table and asked:
"Have you been sleeping well?"
Pan looked down at the frying pan and remained silent. Of course he knew she lied awake at night. Typically Vegeta.
"I am not stupid brat. I know you cry some nights. And I also know the brats always come to comfort you." he said.
She looked at him, with a frown.
"I can't help it.." she said as she pushed the pan in his hands and sat down. She stared at her breakfast, not really hungry, but afraid to look anywhere else.
"I'll admit, I feel so helpless at times. Even responsible, even though that doesn't make sense. It's stupid and weak and I know it. But don't you have the same thing"? she asked.
She didn't expect a real and honest answer. She just tried to ignore those tears she felt burning in her eyes. She never cried before, actually. She was a though girl, and even when Goku disappeared with the dragonballs, she did not cry.
But so much happened, and eventually she couldn't stop. She changed, and cried for all the times she didn't, and she hated it. It made her feel sick, weak and helpless. Someone like Vegeta never cried. She sighed and looked at him.
He just stared blankly for a minute, but then he placed a hand on her shoulders.
"Listen brat, I know that you're sad. But I cannot help you there."
He grabbed the last piece of bread and stood up.
"But I know that somewhere deep inside of you, there's also guilt and anger. I can help you with THAT. Bring that out, and it will help too."
She frowned as he turned around.
"You know what to do brat." He said and walked to the gravity room.
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Pain of Loss is Vegeta/Pan story, people. Just as a warning.
Disclaimer: This counts for the entire story, I don't own DBZ/GT or any of the characters related.
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Pan noticed the kick too late. She got smacked against the wall and fell down on the ground. She stayed down for a second, trying to focus.
She opened one eye and looked at her opponent. He smirked.
"You're still no match for me brat" he said.
Pan crawled back up.
"I'll just keep on trying" she said with a faint smile.
She started kicking and punching him, but as usual, he blocked every one of them. Still, she didn't mind. With him, she had to push herself to the edge. He wouldn't hold back, like her father always did.
Suddenly she hit him, to her surprise. He stepped back and growled.
"Lucky punch brat.." he muttered. Pan frowned.
"Of course it was a lucky punch, I mean, I couldn't POSSIBLY hit the might Prince of all Saiyans!" she replied with a sarcastic voice.
But before she could attack again she was hit down.
'Damn he's fast' she thought.
Pan decided too stay down, sure that she had enough.
"So we're done now?" he asked.
She nodded. That was enough for him, he turned of the gravity machine. Vegeta walked up to her and reached out his hand. She grabbed it and pulled herself up.
They walked to the door of the room. Suddenly her stomach rumbled and she sweat dropped. Vegeta smirked again.
"There's still some Saiyan in there!" he said. Pan punched him playfully in the side.
"I'm just hungry, breakfast was a long time ago!" she laughed.
The two stepped outside and Vegeta walked into the house. He looked at Pan, but she shook her head.
"Be right there.." she said softly while looking at the sky.
It was getting dark already, she had been sparring the whole day again. That's what they did, her and Vegeta. They didn't do much else anymore. Ever since that cursed day, when everything in their normal happy lifes changed. Tears filled up her eyes, thinking about it.
'Oh mom, dad, grandpa, grandma.. I miss you so much'.
She sighed and fell in the grass on her knees. The tears came out, although she didn't want to. She hated crying.
"Damn.. why.. I don't.. I'm just so weak!" she cried.
"No." a stern voice sounded from behind.
She quickly dried her tears. She didn't want Vegeta to see her cry.
"There is no weakness in sorrow brat." he said, softly this time. Vegeta's eyes looked at her. She looked back at him and they stared at each other. No words were needed, she understood and nodded.
Vegeta smirked. "Let's go inside, I'm hungry." He said, turning around.
Pan got up and followed him.
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As she lied in bed, thoughts were going trough her head again. This whole situation wasn't her fault. She couldn't blame anyone, even if she wanted to. It came as a surprise. This wasn't even a real fight.
It was a stupid virus. A virus was able to kill even the strongest warriors in no time. All her loved ones caught it by surprise, and they could only watch. Helplessly. Unable to do a single thing about it.
She turned around and grabbed her pillow. She punched it down, and punched it again. The frustration was killing her, she couldn't take it, sometimes.
Pan sat up for a moment and took a deep breath. But then the thoughts came back and she cried again. She cried softly, for an hour or so. She didn't want Vegeta to hear her, she wanted to be tough in his eyes, someone to be proud of. So she cried softly.
Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder. Someone took her in his arms and hugged her.
"Oh Goten.." she sighed and let her tears go again.
"Shh.. I know Panny, I know." He said softly.
They both just sat on the bed, embracing each other, while a third figure entered trough the window. It was Trunks, of course. Where Goten was, Trunks was. He sat next to Goten and her, and he looked at them. He took Pans hand and squeezed it. She smiled a little.
"Hey squirt, I'm here for you." He whispered.
The raven-haired girl nodded and closed her eyes. They treated her as a child, still. She didn't mind. At those times, she didn't care if she was vulnerable. She wanted to curl up and die, sometimes.
Eventually, she fell asleep. The guys tucked her in and were about to leave when Pan woke up.
"No.. please don't go again. Why can't you stay?" she whispered.
Trunks kneeled down at the bed, explaining what he had explained many times before. "There are so many people out there, Pan-chan. They are helpless and afraid. We have to check on them. The world has changed too much, we're the only ones left who can help."
Trunks touched her cheek. "But I need you to stay here, with father. He needs you more than anything right now Pan, so please forgive us."
Goten nodded as Trunks got up. He bended a little and said: "We'll be back soon, I promise."
He smiled a little and continued : "I'll always be there for you, you know that. I knew that you needed me tonight, so we came. And we'll always come, right Trunks?"
Trunks smiled. Goten pressed a soft kiss on his nieces forehead. The girl sighed and closed her eyes, reluctantly. She didn't want the boys to leave, but fell asleep before she could protest any further.
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As Vegeta turned in his empty bed, he sensed the two ki's leaving. He smirked. 'They always come back..' he thought. And then fell asleep.
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The next morning Pan woke up early. She walked into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. She was 21 now. She was a grown up. She sighed as she looked at the scars on her body. If Vegeta kept on smacking her down, she was going to look like a monster.
She smirked and grabbed a brush. She brushed her long hair and tied it together. She splashed some cold, fresh water in her face and dried of. Grown up, sure. She didn't feel like one. She felt ancient.
As she left the bathroom she walked passed Bra's room. It was so incredibly empty, like every other room in the Capsule Corporation. She quickly walked by and entered her own room again, to change.
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"Morning, Vegeta" she mumbled as she entered the kitchen. She didn't realise Vegeta was awake.
"If you can call it that.." he replied annoyed.
She looked at the Saiyan Prince, and chuckled when she saw he was making an attempt at cooking. He was *trying*, yes. Vegeta had his own fight with the eggs and made a mess of the kitchen while he tried to prepare breakfast.
She stood next to him and pushed him out of the way.
"Here, let me." She said with a smile.
Vegeta nodded and stepped back. Grabbing two plates from the cupboard he walked to the table and asked:
"Have you been sleeping well?"
Pan looked down at the frying pan and remained silent. Of course he knew she lied awake at night. Typically Vegeta.
"I am not stupid brat. I know you cry some nights. And I also know the brats always come to comfort you." he said.
She looked at him, with a frown.
"I can't help it.." she said as she pushed the pan in his hands and sat down. She stared at her breakfast, not really hungry, but afraid to look anywhere else.
"I'll admit, I feel so helpless at times. Even responsible, even though that doesn't make sense. It's stupid and weak and I know it. But don't you have the same thing"? she asked.
She didn't expect a real and honest answer. She just tried to ignore those tears she felt burning in her eyes. She never cried before, actually. She was a though girl, and even when Goku disappeared with the dragonballs, she did not cry.
But so much happened, and eventually she couldn't stop. She changed, and cried for all the times she didn't, and she hated it. It made her feel sick, weak and helpless. Someone like Vegeta never cried. She sighed and looked at him.
He just stared blankly for a minute, but then he placed a hand on her shoulders.
"Listen brat, I know that you're sad. But I cannot help you there."
He grabbed the last piece of bread and stood up.
"But I know that somewhere deep inside of you, there's also guilt and anger. I can help you with THAT. Bring that out, and it will help too."
She frowned as he turned around.
"You know what to do brat." He said and walked to the gravity room.
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