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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 8 As Pan flew closer to her home so her trepidation grew. She knew her parents had the right to know but it was finding the right place and time to let them know. Why oh why did life have to suddenly become so complicated? The tears began to well again and she hastily fought them back. If her mother saw her puffy eyes she would know something was wrong and she wouldn't get a moments peace until she told her. The roof of her house came into sight and she descended slowly. Touching down in the front yard she scanned around, sensing her mother's ki in the kitchen and no sign of her father as yet. Good he hadn't come home from work yet. "Is that you Pan?" called her mother from the kitchen as Pan entered. "Yes it is." "Dinner will be ready soon so don't go off anywhere will you?" "No. I'm going to take a shower, I'll be in my room okay?" "Okay honey." Pan climbed the steps to her room and shut the door. Flopping on the bed she thought again how best to tell her parents. Hearing the front door opening and the sound of her fathers voice she reluctantly got up and went to take her shower. Stripping off she stepped into the warm spray and let it run over her tired body. Her eyes slipped shut and her head rested against the tile as the water eased the kinks from her sore muscles. She reached for the soap and wash cloth and began to lather herself, scrubbing over arms and legs she reached her belly and paused. A hand caressed her stomach slowly. She found it nearly impossible to believe there was another life growing within her body but the doctor had confirmed it. Eyes looking skyward she wondered idly if the child would be a boy or a girl, if it would have her hair color or Trunks', would the eyes be blue or black? "Pan... Pan! Hurry up in there will you, your dinner is on the table." Gohan's voice and knock at the door jolted her back. "Coming dad." She listened as his footsteps retreated and then turned off the taps. She stepped out and grabbed a towel, drying herself quickly she slipped into her favorite pair of jeans and t shirt. She grabbed her orange bandanna from her room and wrapped it around her head. She hadn't worn it for some time but it gave her comfort now; a sort of security blanket for her to anchor to in the coming storm of emotions she knew she couldn't avoid. Slipping downstairs she walked into the dining room and took her place at the table. ~ oOo ~ Marron chewed her food thoughtfully, unaware that both her parents were watching her intently. She glanced up and saw her father look away. Her mother continued to stare. "What? Do I have something on my face?" asked Marron. "No dear you don't, but you have something on your mind." replied Juuhachi. "What did Pan want earlier?" asked Krillin as he placed another forkful of mashed potatoes into his mouth. "She just came over to talk that's all." Marron avoided her parents gazes. "Marron. Is something wrong? You can talk to us you know." Juuhachi's voice was calm and soft. Marron sighed and placed her fork on the edge of her plate. "I know I can mom, I really appreciate the fact that I can talk to you guys about anything but this time it's different." "Oh? Why is that?" "I promised Pan I wouldn't and I can't break that promise." Krillin reached over and patted his daughters hand. "I understand. I don't expect you to break your friends confidence or your word but please Marron, think. If it is something really important or something that could be dangerous and cause harm you need to weigh up in your own mind if it is worth breaking the trust for. Use your common sense." Marron nodded. "I want to tell you both... really I do, but trust me on this please. I will tell you, when Pan is comfortable for me to do so." "Fair enough." The meal resumed in silence. Marron thinking about Pan and Krillin and Juu wondering what it was that was going on in their daughters head that she couldn't tell them. ~ oOo ~ Pan was also quiet throughout dinner. She noticed her mother casting the odd glance in her direction but she tried to ignore it and pretend that she hadn't seen the look. She finished her meal in silence, forcing the food down her throat even though she wasn't hungry. Once finished she cleared the table and began to do the dishes. Videl watched her daughter closely, there was something up, Pan's unusual silence through dinner had confirmed that. She only hoped that Pan would feel comfortable enough to talk to her about whatever it was that was bothering her. She took a look at her husband who was engrossed in the evening paper, if he had noticed anything unusual about Pan he wasn't giving any clue. Videl went out to the kitchen on the pretense of helping with the clean up. In reality she was hoping to gain some clue as to what was going on in her daughters head. Picking up the tea towel she began to dry the washed plates. Racking her brain she tried to find a way to start a conversation. "So what did you get up to today Pan?" Pan swallowed. This was what she had been dreading. Her mother knew as if by instinct that something was up and like the proverbial dog with a bone she wasn't about to let it go until she got some answers. While Pan wasn't about to lie to her, she wasn't going to be quite honest either."I went over to Marron's for a bit." Videl thought on that. "So how are they all?" Pan shrugged her shoulders. "Okay. I didn't really talk to Krillin or Juuhachi, just Marron." "I really should give them a phone call. We haven't seen much of each other since the holidays." Videl's brow furrowed as she thought. Then on a lighter tone she continued. "It's back to college for you in a couple of weeks so I guess we should go into town and see about getting you some new clothes and the books you will need." "I guess so." "Pan?" "Yes mom?" "Are you all right? Look I don't want to pry and I respect your privacy and the fact that you are independent enough to make your own decisions, but you haven't been yourself these past few days." Pan lowered her head and hid her eyes. She knew she couldn't keep anything from her mother. Videl continued, "I am hear if you need to talk Pan. I can't promise to make it all better for you but I can and will try to understand and help you where possible. I hate to see you like this, it hurts me to see you unhappy. Please tell me what is wrong." The sound of concern and pain in her mothers tone stabbed through Pan's heart and brought tears to her eyes. Slumping forward in defeat she knew she had lost the battle, she had to tell them. "Mom?" "Yes honey?" "I promise to sit down with both you and dad once the dishes are done and talk to you." Videl reached out and placed a soothing hand upon her daughters arm. "Okay sweetie." Dished done and kitchen tidy mother and daughter went through to the lounge room. Videl carried a tray with coffee on it and handed one to Gohan before passing one to Pan and taking her own. Pan sat in the armchair opposite her father, Videl sat on the couch, Gohan looked up a little puzzled at the graveness he could feel in the air. He looked at Videl who smiled back. "Pan has something on her mind that she wishes to discuss with us." "Oh." Gohan folded his paper and sipped at his coffee studying his two female companions while he did so. Videl, he sensed was a little uneasy, more curiosity than anything. Pan on the other hand was radiating trepidation. She looked for all the world like a deer caught in the headlights and would bolt at any second. Gohan frowned, this looked to be serious. Pan looked at each of her parents and then lowered her eyes. Folding her hands in her lap her coffee sat on the table untouched. She really needed a good stiff shot of scotch and not coffee she thought. Taking a deep breath she knew it was now or never. "Mom, dad, please listen to what I am about to say. Don't break in once I start or I'm afraid I may never have the courage to finish. But please more than anything else don't hate me for what I am about to tell you." Now Videl was concerned. What on earth had Pan done that she should doubt her parent's love for her? Gohan opted to keep his mind neutral and hear what his daughter had to say before drawing his own conclusions. He nodded for her to begin. Keeping her head bowed lest her eyes betray her inner turmoil Pan began. "I just want you both to know that I love you dearly and I wish with all my heart that what I am about to tell you isn't going to hurt you. But that would be a lie. I know I am going to hurt you deeply and I don't blame you if you get angry and upset, but please don't hate me, I already hate myself enough." She took another deep breath and continued. "I haven't been feeling too good these past few days as you already know so I thought I would go and see the doctor to find out what was wrong." The silence could be cut with a knife. Gohan's mind was ticking over but still drawing no conclusions. Videl felt a spark of fear in her heart. "He... He did some tests and checked me over...." Videl's mind was racing. Her daughter had some sort of fatal disease... that had to be why she was so troubled. ".....I-I-I'm pregnant." There she had said it. The tears welled again as she waited for the response. Silence. Videl's mind was in a turmoil. In one sense she felt overwhelming relief that it wasn't some sort of life threatening disease. But then Pregnant? The relief turned to shock as the revelation hit home. Gohan was simply stunned for want of a better word. His blood ran cold as the ramifications came to him in a flood. His little girl was pregnant? How?.... Who?..... When?.... The questions tore through his head. Finally he found his voice and stared at his daughter. "Pan? Look at me." Pan raised her eyes slowly and the tears spilled over. She knew she had hurt them both deeply, destroyed what trust she had built between them and there was nothing she could do to erase that. "I won't pretend here. To say I am shocked is an understatement. I thought we could trust you. I thought we brought you up better than that. I thought you knew what could happen to girls that just jump into bed without second thought..." "Dad! I didn't just jump into bed.... I'm not like that." "Really?" Gohan was angry now. "So tell me, who is the father?" "I can't tell you that." Pan's voice was hushed. She knew if they found out it was Trunks who fathered her child that Gohan would kill him... well maybe not kill him but certainly do a lot of damage and despite what had happened between her and Trunks she still held a faint hope he would one day see sense. "You can't tell me? Why? Could it be that you don't know?" Gohan's voice was getting louder as his anger took hold. It was Pan's turn to be shocked. "What are you saying?" "You won't tell me who the father is because you don't know yourself. Tell me Pan, how many men have you been sleeping with that you can't identify the father?" Gohan was trying to control his temper. Pan snapped. She jumped to her feet as her own anger came forth. "Is that what you think? That I just jump into bed with anyone? That I sleep around? Well as hard as it may seem to you to believe I don't do that Dad. I have never done that. There was only the one time and the details of that I am not prepared to go into for my own reasons." "And I'm supposed to believe that?" hissed Gohan. "Please. Stop this. Getting angry isn't going to solve anything. We need to calm down and discuss this rationally, the problem will not be solved while everyone is upset and at each others throats." Videl tried to calm her husband and daughter down. "The problem won't be solved until Pan tells me who the father is." "I already told you Dad, I'm not going to name him." "How can I ever trust you again Pan? You only give me half the facts and expect me to believe you and trust you on the rest... Well I'm sorry, I can't do that. You are confined to your room and may not leave the house until further notice. This is not the end of this by a long shot young lady." "You can't keep me locked up here dad." "Try me." Pan had never seen that look on her fathers face before and she cringed. His normally soft eyes were dark and cold, glittering with anger. His whole body was tense as if ready to kill the first thing that came near him. She knew she really couldn't blame him but it hurt her to think he had said the things he had. Her mind made up she cast one glance at him before brushing past and running up the stairs to her room, shutting and locking the door behind her. With Pan's departure Gohan slumped in his chair and cradled his head in his hands. "Why?" he muttered. Videl moved over to him and perched on the arm of the chair. She began to rub his back gently. "It's not as bad as it seems Gohan. There are things we can do, options to look into..." "None of it will do any good." "You don't know that. Gohan... You didn't need to be so angry with her. She is hurting just as much if not more than we are." "It's not the fact that she is pregnant Videl... It's that she can't or wont name the father." "I don't blame her." "Nani?" "Seeing the state you are in no wonder she doesn't want to tell you. You would be out the door and rip them limb from limb." Gohan lifted his head and gave his wife a rueful grin. "You know me too well." "Ahhhh. Think back Gohan, back to when we were dating. We didn't exactly wait until we were married either before experimenting." "Yeah I know but we did use protection." "Well we don't know the circumstances behind all this so let's not condemn until we have the facts. You as a lawyer should know that." "You're right as always." "I think we should calm down, give Pan a while to cool off and think then I will go and talk to her. In the meantime I suggest you also cool off." "Yeah. I think I will go out for a walk, clear the head, you know..." "Good idea. I'll stay here and try to talk to Pan." Gohan stood and fetched his jacket. He needed to be alone for a while, not only to calm down but to order his thoughts, get his mind around the facts and sort out what was going to be the best thing to do for all of them. Shutting the door behind him he walked out into the cool of the evening. Videl watched him go and then retrieved the cups from the lounge room. She took them through and washed them before making a fresh pot of coffee. Her mind played the events over and over again. While she was shocked herself her mother instincts had kicked in and not allowed her to go off the deep end like Gohan had. Instead they had sent through the signals that her baby was hurting just as much as they were and needed love, support and guidance to get through this. With a sigh she poured two cups of the rich black liquid and headed up the stairs to Pan's room. With Gohan out the way she stood a better chance of talking logically to her daughter. She knocked at the door. "Pan... Pan it's mom. Can I come in please?" There was no reply. Videl tried again with the same result. Frowning she set the cups down on the small table in the hall and tried to open the door. It was locked. "Pan! Pan open up. It's your mother, I want to talk to you. I'm not angry with you but we do need to talk and work out what you are going to do." Videl tried the door again. "Pan if you don't open this door in a minute then you leave me no option but to force it open." Still no reply. "Okay then. I'm coming in." Videl took a firm hold of the doorknob and twisted sharply. At the same time she pushed her shoulder to the wood and shoved. With a crack the lock snapped and the door swung open. Videl entered. "Pan?" She looked around. No sign of her daughter. The curtains flapped in the evening breeze and Videl raced to the open window. She stopped and went back to the closet. Pan's things were gone. Rushing back to the window she stared out into the night sky. ~ oOo ~ |
