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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 19
Two months had passed since Pan returned home. Bra and Marron had been overjoyed to see her again, Bra especially. She had missed her friend in so many ways and the pair had been together almost daily since Pan's return. They had caught up on all the things that had happened during Pan's absence, Bra was especially keen to know all about Pan's job and living in the apartment. Pan thought this was due to Bra's being rather restricted in her freedom. With Vegeta as her father and given the fact that he positively doted on his daughter, Bra while enjoying the usual freedom was not even allowed to consider the possibilities of moving out and living by herself. Bra had wanted all the facts on Pan's home away from home and Pan cheerfully supplied them, but she was careful to let Bra know that it wasn't all just a bed of roses either. There was a lot more responsibility that went with it and Pan was grateful to be back home, even if she wouldn't come right out and admit it. Pan would lie awake at night sometimes and run over the past few months in her head, the job, Martha and Joe, her tiny apartment, and while she had enjoyed their company and the freedom of making her own decisions and choices she had to admit it was hard as well. Coming home after a particularly long and hard shift when all you wanted to do was sit down and relax but you couldn't. It was times like those that had brought back to Pan just how much she had taken her own parents for granted. She hadn't really thought about it before but she would come in and there would be a hot meal waiting for her, laundry done and the house clean. When you were by yourself you had none of those luxuries, you had to do them yourself and this is what Pan tried to get through to Bra. Pan was now into the fifth month of her pregnancy and she was beginning to show. Her belly was swelling and no longer could the fact of her child be hidden. Pan didn't want it to be hidden anymore though. She had come to terms with what had happened and was looking forward to the birth with a mix of joyful anticipation and dread. Her family and friends were all very supportive when they had all the facts and she found she was relieved to know they were all behind her in her decision to carry the child and raise it. Her grandfather had been her greatest ally though, and for that Pan was grateful. When Goku had been given the news, especially who the father was and the circumstances of the conception, instead of flying off the handle and promising all sorts of hideous deaths to Trunks, he had calmly sat down and talked to Pan in great detail. He had wanted to know how she felt, what it was she wanted to do, and Pan had opened up her heart to him. Goku had been a savior to her, able to take her through the minefield of her emotions and help her to work out just where she wa heading with her life. Pan stared up at the warm blue sky. She was sitting in the garden reading a book. Trunks was due to arrive shortly and she knew that today would be the day they would finally talk and straighten things out between them. Trunks had been visiting her constantly since her return. He had thrown himself into his job at Capsule Corp, proving he was worthy of the position he held within the company. His days of going out and playing the field were gone. He still went out occasional with Goten but he hardly drank and turned down all advances. Pan had to smile at that. She was being shown day by day that Trunks really did care for her and was trying his hardest to atone for his mistake. All it needed now was for Pan to forgive him and then he could be truly free from his burden of guilt and start to live anew, hopefully with Pan. A shadow approached and drew Pan's attention. She dropped the book to the side and looked up as Trunks walked over the grass towards her. She allowed a smile to grace her lips as she watched his slightly hesitant steps. For a warrior as strong as Trunks was, she found it amusing that he should be so frightened of her. "Hey there. How are you today?" Trunks inquired politely as he sat on the grass next to Pan's chair. "I'm fine Trunks. What about you?" "Yeah, okay." Trunks absently began pulling at the blades and tossing them aside. "Trunks if you keep that up we won't have a lawn left." Pan teased. "Oh, sorry." Trunks gave her a sheepish grin. "Want to go for a walk?" "Sure." Trunks stood and offered Pan his hand. Pan took the hand and allowed Trunks to pull her to her feet. She took her sunglasses out of her pocket and put them on. They set off along a track that took them through the woods. They walked in companionable silence for a while, each locked in their own thoughts. Birds chirped overhead and the woods were cool and peaceful after the glare of the sun. They came upon the small pond that resided in the center of the woods and Pan sat by the edge, Trunks sat next to her. Pan thought she had better start to talk and sort this problem out now. Trunks had been showing her just how responsible he could be and it was time to make her peace with him. She turned to start to speak and then stopped. Trunks was gazing off across the pond and Pan took a moment to study the profile. His face was lean but lightly tanned, his slightly upturned nose and high cheek bones giving him a sort of regal air. His sapphire eyes staring off into the distance were like liquid pools that swirled with emotion. His mouth was set in a soft gentle curve, indicating a serenity about him and yet with the square cut of his jaw he could be most determined as well. The lavender hair fell lightly around his shoulders, framing his face. All in all he was a very beautiful man. Pan's breath hitched for a moment as she saw the real Trunks and not the one he presented to the world. And she found she liked what she saw. With a sigh he turned his eyes towards her as if feeling the weight of her gaze upon his form. He smiled. It was a genuine from the heart smile and Pan felt warmed all over. "Trunks..." she began hesitantly. "Hai?" "Look, this isn't going to be easy but I want to clear the air once and for all between us. I know we have briefly talked about this before but I think it is time to understand." Trunks nodded. "I have to know why you did what you did to me and why you are now so intent on making it up to me. I don't want your pity or your sympathy. Just your honesty." Trunks nodded again. "If there is ever going to be a chance for us we need to get all this out in the open and dealt with, we need to be truthful, no matter how much it may hurt." "I understand." "Then tell me Trunks, you knew I had a crush on you, you knew I really liked you and yet you took that love and twisted it, used it against me to get what you wanted and then tossed me aside without a second thought. Why?" Trunks swallowed hard. He had known this was coming and while he knew it wasn't going to be easy he hadn't expected it to hurt this much either. He folded his hands nervously in his lap and took a moment to compose his thoughts. With a look of sincerity on his face he faced Pan and began the hardest thing he had ever done. "My father..." he began. "My father sat me down a while ago and had a serious talk with me. He said I should go out and play the field, sow my wild oats and not be tied to one person. It was the way of the Saiya-jin race, to conquer and bed as many females as possible. It was as if it was expected of me." Trunks lowered his eyes. "I am not trying to blame my father here, just give you some insight into why I would go the rounds of the clubs with Goten and pick up any female at any time. It was easy to do. I know they liked my looks and my body and that made it as easy as taking candy from a baby." Trunks took another breath and continued. "I guess I was just following my fathers advice, bedding as many as I could while searching for the one I really wanted. I knew you liked me Pan, believe me when I say that the last thing I ever wanted to do was hurt you. I could see the looks of bewilderment and disgust you gave me each time I would take another woman home to my bed but I couldn't bring myself to admit that I wanted you. Not after all the horrible things I had done. I was a playboy, doing what was expected of the Saiya-jin race and I was ashamed of that." Pan reached out and placed her hand on Trunks' arm. Trunks gave her a weak smile. "That night of the party we.. we all got a little drunk I guess and you were right there. You came out into the garden and when I asked you to go into my secret place with me I knew you would because of the crush you had on me. The alcohol made me want what I had no right to touch. I guess I thought by taking you there I could overcome this feeling of honor and duty to my father and my promise, that I could end my search for the one I wanted as my mate but alas I made a very stupid mistake." Trunks paused for a moment as the memories of that evening came flooding back. Pan could feel herself hurting inside for the obvious regret Trunks was feeling. "When I kissed you it was the most intense feeling of my life. You were so soft, so warm and responsive. I knew I had found what I craved in you but instead of stopping there I let the alcohol take over and cloud my mind. I wanted you, I wanted you so badly it hurt and then when I tried to push myself on you and you asked me to stop I was too far gone with the poison in my system. Had I not had anything to drink I most certainly wouldn't have made those advances. But alcohol aside, I still should have been man enough to stop when requested." Trunks swallowed before continuing. "Afterwards when it was all over I felt so guilty, so ashamed of myself that I couldn't bring myself to face you. I slipped behind my mask of indifference and tried to pretend that I hadn't done anything wrong before. My mind twisted the evening around until it had me convinced that it was you that had done the seducing, you that had initiated the whole thing. I was so eaten up by guilt that I blocked it all out and retreated into the safety of a lie." "When I saw how much I had hurt you with my rejection and dismissal of what happened it tore me apart but I couldn't back down. If my father had found out I would be disowned by him." "And what of your father now?" Pan asked in her soft voice. "I don't give a damn what he says or does. This is my life, it's up to me how I live it and what I do with it. What he thinks of me doesn't matter anymore. Hell I don't give a damn what anyone thinks of me, except you." Trunks looked at Pan, pleading with his eyes for her to see the depth of his feelings. "When you left I was concerned but then I didn't think a lot of it. I thought you had just had a tiff with your parents and would be back once you had calmed down. When you hadn't returned after a few days I began to get worried. I missed you. Then Bra spilled about the real reason you had left and I felt as if someone had torn my heart out." "I had to find you. I finally woke up to myself and admitted my mistake. I vowed I would never allow myself to be controlled by such stupid ideas as my fathers like that ever again. I knew I had to speak with your father, to let him know it wasn't your fault but the blame lay entirely with me and accept whatever punishment he deemed necessary." "From what I heard he landed a pretty decent punch." Pan chuckled. "Yeah he did." Trunks smiled sheepishly. "But I don't blame him, I deserved it. I started to search everywhere I could think of, we all did but to no avail. My soul was tortured daily with the thought of what I had done and I wanted to find you so badly, to let you know how deeply sorry I was. When Bra got that call from you and Mom traced it, it was as if my prayers had finally been answered. Once I found you I wanted you to know how I really felt." "And how do you really feel Trunks?" Trunks turned his eyes to meet Pans. They shimmered with unshed tears. "I realized that I loved you. I'd always loved you and always will. I'm not saying this either because you're carrying my child, I'm saying it because it's true. Baby or not I would still love you. Pan I have a steady job, a good income and a broken heart. Can you ever forgive me? Can you see it in yourself to please give me a chance, give us a chance?" Pan felt her own eyes swell with salty water. A droplet escaped from the corner to run down her cheek. Trunks reached a finger out and wiped it away. She smiled at him. "Trunks, I do forgive you. What you have told me makes a lot of sense and I can see your side of it all. I feel sorry for you for being put in that type of situation and happy that you have now found the courage to stand on your own two feet. It shows me that you truly do want forgiveness. Your actions over the past few weeks have also increased my trust and respect for you. I can see you are really trying. And given that I still love you I am willing to give this a second chance." "Oh Pan!" Trunks cried as he reached to envelop her in a hug. "Thank you... thank you so much." Pan managed to pull herself from the strangling hold and looked into sapphire. "This is the only second chance you're gonna get though so if you blow it you won't ever get another." "I promise I won't blow it. I'll do anything you ask, I'll be attentive, supportive anything you want." Trunks' face was lit up with excitement. "Let's start by letting me go so as I can breath." Pan chuckled. "Oh... Sorry." Trunks released her. "I didn't hurt you did I?" "No you didn't. OW!" pan suddenly gasped. "Pan? What is it? What's wrong? Did I squeeze you too hard?" Trunks' face flooded with concern as Pan grasped in reflex at her swollen abdomen. Pan looked up and smiled. "No, no. It wasn't you Trunks... It was the baby. It just kicked me." Pan's eyes danced with excitement. Trunks' face lit up. "Really?" "Yeah, really. Here." Pan took Trunks' hand and placed it on the side of her belly and waited patiently. Moments later she was rewarded with another strong kick. Trunks gasped as the sudden pressure reached his palm and then he began to grin like an idiot. "He kicked... He kicked me." "Who said it was a he?" Pan laughed. Trunks looked so adorable when like this. "Errr.... well maybe she kicked me, damn I don't care either way but the baby kicked me!" Trunks beamed. "C'mon, lets head back home and tell mom and dad the news." Pan said as she made to stand. Trunks was instantly on his feet, helping her to stand. "You sure you're okay?" "I'm fine Trunks. I just want to go home and have a nice cup of tea and maybe a few cookies." "Okay." Trunks walked beside the woman that had given him hope, hope for a future. He smiled, truly happy for the first time in months. ~ oOo ~ |
