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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 3 Fortunately for Pan the party and its guests were too intent on enjoying themselves to notice anything unusual, if they did they never commented, presuming the girl was just a little flushed from the alcohol and the evenings festivities. Midnight came and everyone joined together to sing Auld Lang Syne and see the new year in with a burst of fireworks. Pan was tired, the small amount of liquor she had consumed long gone from her body to leave her feeling empty and alone. She was still trying to sort through the myriad of emotions that threatened to overwhelm her and order them into some form of coherency. Finally her parents announced they were leaving and it was with relief that Pan said her goodbyes and climbed into the car for the trip home. She sat silently in the back, thoughts running through her head as the dark night sped past. "Are you okay Pan?" The question brought her from her wanderings. "Sorry, I didn't hear what you said." "I asked if you were okay." Videl's voice held a touch of concern. "I'm fine mom. Just a little tired that's all." "Didn't have too much to drink did you?" teased her father. "Dad! I only had a couple of glasses of punch." Pan tried her best to look hurt. "That's okay, I'm only teasing you sweetheart." "Yeah I know. I sure am tired though." "Well off to bed as soon as we get home okay?" "Yes mom." The rest of the trip was covered in silence and it wasn't long before they were pulling up outside their home. Pan climbed sleepily from the car and walked inside. She kissed her parents good night before closing the door to her room and after changing into her pajamas climbed into her soft warm bed. Despite her fears of not being able to sleep for the turmoil in her head she was out the instant her head hit the pillow. ~ oOo ~ The warm sun filtering through the curtains woke Trunks. He turned his head and groaned. Ohh god... why did he have to drink so much? It felt as if an entire army of androids was enjoying a disco in his head. His tongue felt furry and his mouth like it belonged to a sewer plant. //Just how much did I drink last night? // He rolled over and away from the teasing rays, closing his eyes he attempted to still the throbbing in his temples. It didn't work. His stomach gave a warning twist and he quickly leapt from the bed and ran to the adjoining bathroom. Crouching over the porcelain bowl he emptied the contents of his stomach. Wiping the back of his hand across his mouth he reached for the button and flushed. Pulling himself to his feet he shuffled to the sink and washed his face and hands. He looked into the mirror and gave a wry grin. "Trunks old man you sure did get smashed last night." The reflection stared back at him, eyes rimmed red, darkish circles underneath and a tinge of green around the gills. Trunks flipped the door to the small cabinet open and reached for the aspirin. Shaking a couple of the white pills into his hand he swallowed them quickly, chasing them down with a glass of water. He brushed his teeth in an attempt to remove the stale taste from his mouth. Deciding a shower would probably make him feel a little more normal he reached into the stall and turned the taps on. He began to remove his clothes. He must have been really drunk last night to have collapsed on his bed without changing into his pajamas. Stripping the shirt from his torso he tossed it into the laundry hamper. His pants soon followed and then his boxers. As he slipped the silky material down his legs he couldn't help but notice the slight stiffness in the fabric. His brow furrowed a little. Pushing them into the hamper along with his pants he thought back as to why they would appear stiff. He glanced down at himself and couldn't help but notice he smelled of sex. Running his fingers through the patch of stiff hairs his suspicion was confirmed. Yes he had definitely had sex last night. Moving into the shower he let the water run over the hard planes of his body as he searched through his fogged mind in an attempt to recall the events of last night. With a gasp he managed to piece together some of the puzzle. He remembered drinking the punch and going outside with Marron, Pan and Goten. They walked for a bit and then sat down. He began to wash himself as he searched for the rest of the pieces. Goten and Marron had gone back inside, he remembered taking Pan to the part of the gardens that he liked to term his own special spot and then the rest was a blur. Try as he might he couldn't recall what had happened next. Had he had sex with Pan? Or was it with someone else? He groaned as he rested his head upon the cool tile. He knew Pan was in love with him but he had vowed not to get involved with the girl until she was a little older and he had finished playing the field. He simply wasn't ready to commit to a relationship just yet. The memory of who it was he had lain with stubbornly refused to come back to him and in the end he gave up chasing it. Sighing he turned off the water and grabbed a towel. Moments later feeling much refreshed and the aspirin finally kicking in he made his way down to the kitchen to get some breakfast, the event that had taken place last night shoved to the back of his mind. If it was Pan he had made love to last night then it was too late to do anything about it now. He was pleased to note his father was absent, training no doubt. His mother too wasn't around but had left him a note telling him his breakfast was in the oven. He withdrew the plate and filled a glass with orange juice before sitting down to eat. As he ate so he mulled over the thought of his mysterious love making once more. Okay, he wasn't ready to settle down in a steady relationship just yet so if it had been Pan he bedded what was he going to do about it? The soft nature that was his true persona told him he should contact her and apologise for his forwardness. The dark part of him that was his fathers Saiya-jin inheritance told him not to be so weak. Females were there to be used and she had been more than willing to accept his advances. But Pan was a girl he really liked and if he was open about his true feelings she was the one he really wanted to get to know with a view of taking her as his mate in the future. The dark side again spoke informing him that he was far too young to think about a mate yet, he should continue with his ways of loving and leaving them, playing the field and getting the most from his body before he confined himself to just one. But Pan was something special. If she was that special then why was she so willing to give him what he wanted? He groaned again feeling the headache returning with a vengeance. Dumping his plate in the sink he returned to his room. Maybe a little more sleep would ease his head. But what of Pan? // What of her?// his dark side asked. She was more than willing and if she was that eager with him what was to say she wasn't that way with others? Now there was something to think about. The more Trunks tossed this thought around the more he convinced himself it was true. Pan certainly didn't put up a fight when he took her. In fact she seemed to delight in his touches and was eager to return them to his own flesh. The fact that he couldn't clearly recall the event only added to his conviction that Pan was the one that had wanted him. The gentler side of his conscience was buried as the dark side took over. Falling asleep again Trunks was by now thoroughly convinced that it was Pan that had instigated the little session, that the girl he had so often thought of as sweet and innocent was just another quick easy lay that wanted him for his name and status and nothing else. Well she would soon find out that he... Trunks Briefs was not one to be swayed by a quick roll in the hay. In fact quite the opposite... he could be as cold and as ruthless as his father when it came to people trying to take advantage of him. ~ oOo ~ Pan woke to the sounds of birds singing. Rolling over to look at the clock she was stunned to find it was mid morning. Sighing she sank back into the pillow as her head was flooded with the memories of the previous evening. Trunks.... She had been with Trunks. Part of her was happy and yet another part was ashamed. Her love for the lavender haired demi saiya-jin had clouded her judgement and allowed him to take advantage of her. She frowned as she thought back to what they had done. Her body tingled with the memory of his hands upon her skin, the feelings he had given her and the ultimate pleasure she had reached. Then the guilt set in. Her parents would be so mad if they ever knew. Angry and disappointed but she couldn't help the little thrill that passed through her. She had wanted Trunks for so long. She knew he was looking around for the right girl, how else would you explain the number of females he seemed to date? The thought that he was just simply using them for his own sexual satisfaction never entered her mind. Finally he had noticed her and wanted to spend some time alone with her, not as the group they usually hung out in. To say his advances had come as a bit of a shock was an understatement and while she knew it was wrong to do what she did she couldn't have stopped herself. If giving herself to him in that way meant she would have him forever then she would happily do it all again. Pan rolled out of the bed and grabbed her clothes. She left her room and took a shower. Feeling refreshed she returned to her room and dressed. making her bed and tidying up she went down for breakfast and to greet her parents. She just hoped that what had transpired could not be detected from her actions or appearance. Videl looked up from her coffee as Pan entered the small kitchen. "Morning sleepy head." "Morning mom. I guess I over slept." "You could say that." Videl smiled. "It was rather a late night though so it's to be expected." "Where's dad?" "He's gone over to grandpa's." "Oh." Pan frowned a little. "So what are you up to today?" Pan helped herself to tea from the pot. "I hadn't made any plans." "Good. Then you can help me. I want to give the house a good clean." Pan groaned. She hated anything to do with housework. A thought came into her head. "Bra is back today mom, is it okay if I go over later to see her?" "Sure honey. Give me a hand first and then you can call to see if she's back." "Thanks, I will." Pan helped herself to some breakfast while her mother got out the cleaning things. Soon they were both busy with mops, dusters and vacuum cleaner. It didn't take long and the house was sparkling from top to bottom. "Can I call Bra now?" "Sure. Thanks for helping me out." "Any time mom." Pan went through to the lounge and dialled the number for the capsule corp home. She longed to see her friend again, she also wanted to see Trunks. They needed to talk. The phone was picked up and Vegeta's harsh voice boomed down the line. "You had better have a good excuse for calling and interrupting my training." "Umm Hi there Vegeta, it's Pan here. I was just calling to see if Bra was back yet." "Yes she is." "Can I speak to her please?" "I suppose so. Wait." Pan held onto the receiver as she heard Vegeta thump the phone down. Her eyes twisted as the sound of his voice yelling hit her ears. "Bra! Bra! Phone for you. It's Kakarott's brat." Pan couldn't help the small chuckle at the reference to her grandfather and herself. Vegeta would never change. She had heard the stories several times and witnessed the Saiya-jin princes methods of communication on numerous occasions. She wasn't scared of him, it was just his way and she accepted that Bra bounded down the stairs. "Thanks daddy and I wish you would call her Pan. That is her name after all." Vegeta just humphed and went back to his training room. "Hi Pan, sorry about dad, he gets like that." "No worries Bra, I'm not offended I know what he's like by now." Pan giggled. "So what have you been up to? When did you get back?" "I got in about an hour ago. It was great, I had a really good time but I did miss all of you." "Same here." "Why don't you come over Pan? I can show you all the photos and we can catch up on the gossip." "Okay, if that's all right." "Of course it is. So I'll see you soon then?" "Yep. I'll just check with mom and be right over." "Great. I look forward to it. Bye." "Bye." Pan hung up and stared at the phone for a moment. She got to her feet and went in search of her mother. "I'm going over to Bra's for a bit. What time would you like me home?" "Dinner will be at 6.30 so be back for then." "Thanks mom." Pan went out the front door and into the early afternoon sunshine. Gently she levitated off the ground and once high enough she flew in the direction of the capsule corp dome. ~ oOo ~ Trunks had slept for another three hours and was now feeling a little more like himself. He heard the sound of a car door slamming followed by the unmistakable noise that was his sisters voice. Bra was back. He stood and went out to greet his sister. "Hey bro, you look like death warmed over. I take it the party was a success." Bra stood and grinned at her brother. "Hello to you too sis. Nice to see you're looking well." Trunks couldn't help the tinge of sarcasm. Bra raced forwards and enveloped him in a bear hug. "I missed you guys." Trunks returned the hug. "We missed you too. No one to do the washing up." he teased. "Thanks a lot." "So how are the old folks?" asked Trunks as he lifted Bra's suitcase and carried it inside. "They're fine. Gramps is still tinkering around with odd bits and pieces and gran'ma is well.... like she always is." "Yeah still a bit ditzy?" Bra chuckled. "She's not ditzy." "Oh? Then what would you say she is?" "Ummm... a bit eccentric that's all." Trunks rolled his eyes. "Come on, lets get a snack and you can tell me all about the visit." "I'll just go unpack and change first if that's okay." "Sure, I'll go start on the snacks and meet you in the kitchen." A short while later Bra appeared in the kitchen. She helped herself to a sandwich and sat opposite her brother. The sound of the phone followed by Vegeta's bellow for his youngest offspring delayed her chat with Trunks momentarily. Returning she found Trunks pouring them both a coffee. Bra sank into a chair and grabbed a handful of peanuts from the bowl. "So anything exciting happen while I was gone? How was the party?" Bra asked as she chewed. "Party was okay. The usual guests of mom's, you know ... all stuffed shirts." Bra giggled. "She has to associate with them Trunks for the sake of the business." "Yeah I know but the way they swarm around her and do their sucking up routine... It's enough to make you sick." "I'm surprised dad didn't have a go." "I think he's given up by now. Every time he opens his mouth to say something mom shoots him down in flames." Trunks gave a wry smile and rolled his eyes. "Yeah, know exactly what you mean there." Bulma's temper was legendary and both siblings had been on the receiving end of her tongue several times. "So anything else new?" Trunks thought about his minor altercation with Pan and then decided not to say anything. "Nothing earth shattering. Just the usual boring day to day stuff." "So no new girl in your life?" Bras eyes twinkled with mischief. Trunks looked up sharply. "No." The word came out a little more harshly than he had intended. Bra looked a little shocked at the forcefulness of his tone and then her face screwed up in thought. She didn't have the chance to think much though as the doorbell rang and Pan was escorted to the kitchen. Pan entered the Capsule Corp dome and followed the butler to the kitchen. She stopped short when she saw Trunks sitting with Bra. Trunks' eyes narrowed as he stared at the slender girl. "Pan!" Bra jumped up out of her chair and raced to embrace her friend. Pan returned the embrace. The scraping of a chair brought them back to the kitchen and they turned to see Trunks stand and make his way towards them. Pan smiled at him but was shocked to receive a cold look in return. Trunks strode past without a word and left the two stunned girls still standing there watching his retreating form. Bra turned to Pan and looked at her quizzically. "What brought that on?" Pan smiled weakly back. "I have no idea." Bra's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Pan? Just what is going on here?" ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~
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