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"Stolen Youth"Written By: Debs-Dragon Disclaimer: I don't own the DBZ gang, a rich Japanese man does. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: Angst, sap, Lemon, violence, nasty Trunks. Notes: A New Years eve party is in full swing at Capsule Corp. Goten and Trunks sample the punch which gets them drunk. Pan has admired Trunks for some time and when he makes his advances she doesn't resist. What happens destroys her trust and faith? Alone and hurting Pan disappears. Authors Notes: I have taken a few liberties with the timeline. Pan is older in this in order for the story to work, I'm afraid that under age sex is not something I condone and as such I have tweaked the time lines to make all characters of consenting age. :) Feedback: Is craved and adored. "Stolen Youth" January 2003 Debs-dragon
Chapter 12 It had been two weeks since Pan had left and no amount of searching had turned up and sign of the girl. Videl was on the point of emotional collapse and Gohan wasn't much better. They had searched every day, taking their attempts even further afield but it was as if Pan had disappeared off the face of the earth. Goku had suggested to Gohan that maybe Pan had left the earth and that raised a whole new side to the search but the only way for her to leave would have been with space transport of some kind and the only place to get that was from Capsule Corp direct. A check with Bulma revealed no space transports had been ordered or sold for the past two years. Gohan continued his search, each day his hopes fading a little more. Marron and Bra clung to their secret, not sure if they should speak up or not for fear of betraying Pan as well as adding more stress to the already overcharged atmosphere. Even Trunks was affected by Pan's disappearance. Once he had learnt of her leaving he hadn't thought too much about it, but when the days dragged on without any form of contact he couldn't help the feeling he had been trying to deny from welling up again inside him. His days of loving and leaving came to a halt as he found himself assailed by more emotions than he could deal with. Pan meanwhile had settled into a routine in her new life. Each morning she would rise and shower before making a cup of tea, her pregnancy unable to be ignored as morning sickness took over. Once the morning ritual of shower, tea and discharge of her stomachs contents into the porcelain bowl were dealt with she was able to eat some toast and manage another cup of tea and this time have the contents remain where they were supposed to. The morning was her own and she usually spent it tidying up, going to the Laundromat or shopping for necessities. She changed into her uniform and went down to the diner for eleven thirty and worked the lunch shift with Martha. She enjoyed the work and while it was a fast pace during the lunch rush she loved every minute of it. Martha was patient with her and taught her the ropes while Joe always had a kind word for her despite his grumbles of being a slave over a hot stove. The customers were fun too. Pan soon learned the regulars and what they ordered and was always there with a welcome smile. Martha was pleased that the girl settled into the place rapidly. The customers adored her and she was quick and efficient but despite the cheery air she projected Martha could see there was something underneath that Pan was hiding, something that was causing the girl pain. Martha didn't want to pry but her motherly instincts told her Pan would need someone to talk to soon and so she made sure that Pan knew she was there if she needed her. Pan had finished her evening shift and was helping Martha to finish off. Topping up the salt and pepper shakers she was placing them on the tables when Martha broke into her thoughts. "Pan honey... I don't mean to pry but you're looking a little pale these past couple of days, are you okay?" Pan whirled around and faced Martha. "Yeah, I'm okay. I just find this morning sickness a little hard to deal with at times." She gave a rueful smile. It wasn't the morning sickness that was Pan's pain... She missed her family. "If I can help you know where I am." Martha studied the girl, it wasn't the pregnancy causing those eyes to contain the sorrow they did. Martha moved over and took the tray from Pan. Setting it down she enveloped Pan in a hug. "Come on honey, I'm taking you back upstairs, make you a nice cup of tea and talk." Pan nodded, all the weariness both physical and mental catching up with her. She was tired and ached for some affection. She missed her mother. Martha took the girl back to the small apartment over the diner and made her sit in a chair while she fetched them both a cup of tea. Placing the cups on the small table she turned to face Pan. "It's more than just the baby isn't it?" Pan bit her lip to try to hold the tears. "Pan I like you, Joe likes you and you're a fine worker, but you're unhappy. Oh I know that when you are pregnant your hormones all go out of whack and you find yourself getting upset and teary at the most trivial of things but there is something deeper here. Want to tell me about it? I promise I won't interfere, I will listen and try to help if I can." Pan's eyes welled and try as she might she couldn't hold the tears. They spilled over in a torrent and Pan found herself pulled to Martha's ample bosom while Martha gently rocked her and stroked her back. "I miss my mom." she hiccuped out as her tears began to slow. Martha continued to stroke her back and rock her as she stayed quiet and thought. "I miss my friends too." "Ohh honey... Let me guess, you told your parents you were pregnant and they got a bit upset. Am I right?" Pan nodded. "It was awful. We had a big fight and I left. Oh Martha... I can't go back, my dad hates me." "Shhhh... It's going to be all right. I'm sure your father doesn't hate you Pan. In fact he's probably worried sick about you, not to mention your mother." "No Martha, you're wrong. He hates me, why else would he have said the things he did to me?" "Parents can say the wrong things too Pan, it's not easy raising children. Parents try their best but sometimes it isn't enough. They have their failings too and I'm sure that your father loves you deeply and misses you terribly." "You don't know my dad Martha. He never fails, never makes mistakes. He's just so good and I let him down." Pan began to cry afresh. "Hush now child, he wouldn't be thinking that. Just take a look at yourself, you're a fine young lady with lovely manners. If anything I'd say your parents are really proud of you." "But I let him down Martha. I'm not the pure innocent child he thought I was. I'm pregnant Martha... how much lower can I go?" "Honey this pregnancy is not your fault. From what you have told me of the circumstances I'd say it was the young man who took advantage of you who should be copping this guilt trip and taking the blame, not you." "But I am just as much to blame... I should have tried harder to stop him..." "We all make mistakes my dear." While Pan knew deep in her heart that Martha was right she still couldn't let go of the vision of her fight with her father. "Why don't you call them Pan? At least if it's only to tell them you are okay." "No!" Pan swallowed. "No Martha. I don't want them to know where I am. I got myself into this mess and now it's up to me to get out of it." Martha sighed. "I won't force you too Pan and you know you are welcome to stay here and work as well as live for as long as you want, but please think about it." Pan sniffled and wiped her eyes. "Okay. I'll think about it." "That's a good girl. Now come on and drink your tea, it's going cold. Then it's off to bed with you." Pan managed a watery smile and did as she was told. ~ oOo ~ Bra was listening to some music when the phone rang. Her mother was in the Lab and Vegeta training, Trunks had gone out so she was the only one around to answer it. She skipped down the stairs and picked up the receiver. "Hello Capsule Corp, Bra speaking." "Hello Bra." "Pan! Is that really you? Where are you? What are you doing? Why did you run away? Are you home?" "Hang on a minute Bra and let me speak..." "Sorry Pan, but we have all been so worried about you, your mom and dad are out of their minds with worry and everyone has been searching for you for ages." Pan went quiet as Bra spoke. Her parents were worried about her? She had an idea they might be after her talk with Martha. "Bra I'm ringing to ask you a favor." "Sure Pan." "Could you please let my parents know I'm okay....." Bra detected the hitch in the voice. "I can let them know no problem but why don't you do it yourself?" "I...I can't Bra.." "Pan, it's okay. I know what happened, Marron told me. Please don't be angry at her it wasn't her fault, she was being eaten up with guilt and needed to talk to someone." "It's okay Bra. Look if you could tell my parents to stop looking for me, that I'm fine and there is no need to worry about me." "Sure..." "But I'm not coming home Bra." "Pan..." "No Bra. I can't. My dad was so angry at me and I don't think I could live with seeing the pain and hurt I caused them both. Besides I don't need Trunks gloating either." "Pan, Trunks doesn't know and believe it or not he is also concerned for your safety." Pan fell silent again. "I know he's an asshole Pan and what he did was unforgivable but we all miss you and have been worried sick about you, even Trunks...." "Bra I have to go. Please just let my parents know I'm okay and I will call you again soon. Bye." "Pan... Pan wait.." The line was dead. Bra stood holding the receiver locked in thought at the call. She didn't hear Trunks come in and jumped when he touched her on the arm. "What you standing there staring into space for sis?" Bra spun around. "Oh it's you." she hissed. Trunks took an involuntary step back at Bra's tone. "Hey, what's wrong with you?" With Pan's phone call still fresh in her mind all the hurt and pain for her friend came rushing forth and Bra let fly with a torrent of words. "That was Pan.... She asked e to let her parents know she was okay and for people to stop looking for her. She won't come home Trunks and you know why? No you don't 'cause you're a selfish low down son of a bitch Trunks. You're the reason she ran away in the first place." Bra closed the distance between herself and Trunks as her eyes narrowed and her voice took on a menacing tone. Trunks backed away slightly, the blood pounding in his ears. He hadn't seen Bra this angry or worked up since the time he had put half a dozen toads in her bed. "When you took her out into the garden on New Years eve you took more from Pan than her virginity Trunks... You took away her self respect, her pride, her dignity and her life. You heard her ask you to stop... you knew she had a crush on you and would be happy to be close to you but that didn't give you the right to touch her like that. You raped her Trunks.. Yes raped her and now my best friend is off god knows where hurting and in pain, cut off from all the people she loves because of you and your quest to conquer anything in a skirt. She's pregnant Trunks... Pregnant with your child you bastard and all you could do was tell her to go away and leave you alone." Trunks felt the blood drain from his face and his knees buckled. Pan was pregnant? Oh shit! What a mess he had made. "She told her parents about the baby and they didn't take it too well, that's why she ran away." Noting the paleness of her brother Bra drove the knife in deeper. "Oh don't worry, she didn't name you as the father Trunks. I don't know why, Gohan would have ripped you limb from limb and I guess she was still too much in love with you to want to see that happen. Personally I think you deserve to be castrated for what you have done. I'm ashamed to call you my brother Trunks." With that last shot Bra turned and dropping the receiver she still held ran up the stairs to her room. Trunks was leaning against the wall, needing the support for his shocked frame. Gradually though his knees buckled and he slid to the floor. Burying his head in his hands he began to moan. "Oh what have I done? Pan...." Trunks picked himself up and went to his room. He had a lot of thinking to do. Flopping on the bed he tried to wrap his mind around Bra's revelations. Pan was pregnant and he was the father. Truth be known he had regretted his misadventure with Pan that night, he should have stopped himself, should have stayed in control. Fuck it! This was his own fathers doing, telling him to get laid as often as possible, to take what was offered without committing to anyone. How could he have been so blind? So stupid? Pan was all that he had ever wanted in a mate and now he had ruined everything. He finally let the emotion break free and sobbed into his pillow, the niggling feeling he had been hiding from and denying for so long bursting forth, refusing to be ignored any longer. Love He loved Pan. Plain and simple. He had always liked Pan, admired her for the sweet woman she was. He had tried to conform with his fathers wishes and be the son he wanted and in the process destroyed the one thing that he craved the most. Pan. He had to find her... he had to tell her that he was sorry, that he had been wrong and hope to god she would see it in her heart to forgive him. To ask for a second chance would be out of the question he knew, but somewhere in his soul the spark remained that Pan may give him that chance to redeem himself and prove himself worthy in her eyes. First though he had to pay a visit to Gohan and Videl. This would be the hardest thing he had ever done and he knew his chances of survival were slim, but if he could convince Gohan that he truly did love Pan and not because she was expecting his child, then he would have at least have some sort of peace for his soul. The next part would be finding and convincing Pan that he had been an idiot and that wasn't going to be easy. He went through to the bathroom and washed his face, running his fingers through his hair he went to Bra's room and knocked. "Yes?" "Bra, can I come in?" "What do you want Trunks? I really have nothing more to say to you." Trunks opened the door anyway and stepped inside. "I'm sorry Bra. I really am. Look it's a long story and I will explain it all to you later if I am still alive." "Pardon?" Bra stared at her brother. Trunks sighed. "I made a huge mistake Bra, one that hurt the only thing I really care about and I intend to try to right that wrong." "Trunks, what are you going on about?" "I'm going over to Gohan and Videl's place. I'm going to tell Gohan that I am the father, tell him what happened and then take whatever punishment he sees fit." Bra swallowed hard. She wasn't too sure what was going on in Trunks' head but she suddenly felt a sense of pride swell inside as she saw the genuine anguish in her brother's eyes. "I'm coming too." "No Bra. You stay here, I have a feeling this isn't going to be pretty, besides someone will need to tell the parents where to find my body." Bra placed her hand on Trunks' arm. "I am coming Trunks. She's my best friend and she asked me to tell them that she was okay." Trunks looked at his sister. "Okay." He placed his hand on top of Bra's and squeezed. "To be honest I think I could do with the support." "Okay. Just give me a minute and I'll get changed, then we can go." "I'll wait for you downstairs." Trunks rose and with heavy steps went back down to wait for his sister, his mind a jumble of thoughts and his heart heavy with the prospect of telling Gohan that he had pretty much raped his daughter. ~ oOo ~ |
