Trunks dropped back on his bed with a satisfied smile on his lips. Pan
was his, at last. There was no longer any avenue of escape left open to
her. All he had to do now was wait and destiny would do the rest for
him. In his mind he could still see her lounging back on the blanket
basking in the earth’s sun. How could her family have left her so
unprotected again was baffling to him. Still it had been a lucky break
for him. He had walked over to her expecting her to anytime open her
eyes and protest his presence. Instead she had slept peacefully. Even
when he lowered his body next to hers she had hardly stirred. Only to
moan, to his great surprise, his name. She wanted him, and badly. He
drifted back to her sweet touches and gentle pleading. He had not meant
to bond with her like that. Still as he had felt her warmth engulf him,
and he found could not stop himself. He had to taste her life’s blood.
There was no fighting the urges that beset him in that moment. She had
reacted to it with basic animal instinct. Still she had refused to
drink. He had used his body to make him make her comply. The rest of the
bonding had been overly powerful. He trembled in remembrance. He hated
to leave her there alone, but what else was he going to do. Things had
not happened as he planned them.
“Trunks?” a man’s voice filtered through the room “Trunks are you home?
Trunks shot off his bed and opened the bedroom door “I am here, gramps.”
he walked out to see his grandfather holding some new invention in his
hands.
“I thought I heard you come in. How are things going at the office?” Mr.
Briefs smiled at he grandson that until recently he had never know. When
the boy had first arrive baring nothing but a note from Bulma and the
cloths on his back Mr. Briefs had been in shock. He had long since given
his daughter up for dead, now to know that she was not only alive, but
Queen of an entire planet. Trunks quickly adapted to earths life style.
His hair cut to the latest style, his clothing purchased so that he
blended in with the local community. No one was the wiser that this boy
was the Prince of Saiyans come to earth.
“I finished up the Burley accounts. There is a meeting in the morning
with Anderson electronics, but I do not expect any problems with them.”
Trunks answer off hand. The family business Capsule Corps was easy
compare to the rigors of running an entire planet let alone the
planetary systems that fell under Vegeta’s control.
“You work to hard.” His grandfather smiled “You know I was getting to
old to handle the business part of the company any more. Having you here
is like a miracle to me.” Mr. Briefs regarded Trunks with a bewildered
look “But I still have no idea why you came here?”
Trunks was rapidly learning that his grandfather was no fool.
“To be truthful with you it has to do with my life mate.” Trunks
answered his arms crossed. Thinking of Pan as his life mate brought a
smile.
“Life mate? You mean you have a wife?” His grandfather stared at Trunks
in shock.
Trunks nodded. As of tonight I do. He thought but said “Yes she is from
earth as mom was. I have come here to reclaim her.”
His grandfather looked uncomfortable “Does she want you like you want
her? There are laws on this planet.”
Trunks nodded “She does. She is merely unhappy with the idea of living
on and other planet. Especially anyone as war like as Vegeta. That is
why I am trying to determine how I like the earth. If I decide I like it
here well enough I will remain here so that I maybe with her.”
“So you are giving up your planet for the girl?” Trunks nodded “Well
then she is a lucky girl indeed.”
Marron looked across the table at Pan as she ate. “Umm. EWW.” She made a
gross face “Could you at least come up for air?”
Pan looked up with a mouth full of noodle and sucked them into her
mouth. ‘I am sorry Marron. I am just starving. I think it has to do with
being so late for dinner.”
“Well if you would stop lazing about in the sun it wouldn’t happen.”
Marron looked around and realized they were alone “Are you feeling
alright?”
Pan nodded as she shoved more food in her mouth. “Umm”
Marron dropped her head on the table “Note to self: make sure Garron
learns table manners.”
Pan’s shoulders shook with laughter. “It’ll do you little use.” Pan
tossed her hair back. “All Saiyans eat like this and..” Marron’s face
paled. Pan stared at her “What.” She looked around. “What.”
Marron rose shaking to her feet and stepped around the table “Your neck,
Pan. Your neck!!”
Pan dropped her chopsticks “My neck?”
Marron reached out and touched the marks there “Those are bond marks,
Pan.” Marron knelt beside her friend “Where… no when did you get bond
marks?”
Pan gasped and clamped her hand over her neck. It was still sore and
tender. Pan rose to her feet and raced though the house to the bathroom.
Skidding to a stop in front of the mirror she pulled her hair to the
side and screamed. “HOW? HOW DID HE DO IT?” She turned to see Marron
standing behind her. She rushed into Marron’s arms and cried against her
chest. “I don’t know how he did it, Marron.” She sobbed as Marron stoked
her hair “I don’t want to return to Vegeta.”
Marron cradled her friend. “I will never let you leave. They wont take
you.” In her mind she was scared though. Marron knew she was not strong
enough to stop Trunks from taking Pan, and if they took Pan, Garron
would be next.
Gohan walked up to the desk and smiled at the secretary. “HI I am Son
Gohan I have a meeting with the President of Capsule.”
The woman looked up “Yes. He cleared the entire morning for you, Mr.
Son.” She hit the intercom “Son Gohan is here to see you, Mr. Briefs.”
She smiled “You may go in now”
Gohan walked into the large office and stared at the chair turned to
look out the window. “It has been a long time, Mr. Briefs” Gohan spoke
happily to the old man “Although I am a little curious as to why you
suddenly wanted to see me?”
The chair swung around and Trunks came to his feet “I summoned you here
Son Gohan to discuss the fate of your daughter, my life mate.”
Gohan dropped his brief case and glared at the young man “You life mate,
over my dead body.”
Trunks chuckled and showed Gohan his neck “The you are looking rather
well for a dead man.”
OK as of today Vegeta is gone! Yup, he has been tricked into slavery by
Trunksgurl2. AMCM74 is currently lounging on the couch with Goku and
playing Nintendo. AMCM74 and Trunksgurl2 decided to leave Vegeta’s fate
up to you. Should he return to AMCM74 and the closet? Or should we make
him stay in his current position as the new SLAVE of Trunksgurl2? AFTER
ALL THE REVIEWERS WHERE THE ONES WHO SENT HIM HERE TO GUARD THE CLOSET
TO BEGIN WITH!! bwhahahhahahahha