In this story Bulma dies and Vegeta gets upset. Pan just had a bad break up with android 17 so she meets Vegeta... This story will eventually become a lemon so no little kiddies. Enjoy.
‘...’ Represents thoughts
"..." represents speech
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Vegeta sighed as he stared at the blue sky. "Damn it! Why did you have to leave me Bulma? I never did tell you how much I loved you! And now, now it's too late." Vegeta yelled. He pounded the ground with his fist and tried to force the growing lump in his throat down. Tears prickled his eyes and he squeezed them shut. ‘She found a way to unintentionally screw me over.’ Vegeta thought.
Meanwhile Pan was flying around, looking for someone to spar with. ‘Damn 17 to the depths of Hell!’ Pan thought bitterly, recalling how she and him just had a huge fight and were no longer together. ‘It's over for good, 17 even said that he loved another. How come I can never find the right guy?’ Pan landed at Cap Corp, looking for Trunks or Goten to spar with. Even though Trunks and Bra had gotten married to their life mates and moved out of Capsule Corporation they still hung out there. She tried to sense their power levels to see if they were close but she didn't sense them. ‘There's Vegeta's power level, he's all alone. I kinda feel sorry for him, Bulma died three years ago and he still is heart broken. Maybe I could keep him company for a while.’ Pan thought.
All of a sudden she heard Vegeta yelling. She walked over to the oak tree he was sitting under. He looked up at her and she could clearly see that he had been crying. He scowled at her and wiped his tears away.
"Vegeta-sama, I was wondering if you would like to spar or maybe talk a little." Pan asked softly. ‘Why is she being so nice? I am always rude to her or I ignore her. Peh, she has a good heart just like Kakarrot and Gohan.’ Vegeta thought.
"Well, Kakarrot's brat's offspring, you know that you are playing with fire." Vegeta said. Pan cocked her head at him questioningly. "If we spar, I could hurt you very badly. If we talk you know that you won't get much out of me." Vegeta said. ‘Now hopefully she'll leave me alone.’
"Well, I'm upset right now and need to relieve some stress by sparring. Are you in or are you out?" Pan asked sharply. Vegeta chuckled.
"I'll pummel you into the ground." Vegeta said standing up. Pan took it as a yes. She pulled off her jacket and got into fighting stance. Vegeta stretched momentarily and also got into fighting stance.
"It's been a while since I spared against a Saiyan, I'm looking forward to this." Vegeta said. "As am I." Pan said. They began to spar...
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Three hours later...
Pan wiped the sweat off her brow and tried to stop panting. She noticed that Vegeta was also panting heavily. ‘She has a lot of hidden power; she should be able to reach the Super Saiyan level. If her father and grandfather did then why can't she? She is very strong as it is. All I have to do is find the trigger to get her to become a Super Saiyan.’ Vegeta concluded.
"That was a good spar Vegeta-sama." Pan said wiping the blood that was trailing from her mouth. Vegeta caught his breath and smirked.
"At least you have respect for the Prince of Saiyans, unlike that stupid Kakarrot." Vegeta said. Pan blushed at the compliment. "Thank you Vegeta-sama." Pan said looking at the ground.
"I expect to see you every morning at six o'clock. I have decided to train you to become a Super Saiyan. Be there." Vegeta said.
‘Oh my Kami! I always wanted to become a Super Saiyan, but no one would train me.’ Pan thought. She smiled and looked at Vegeta. ‘But why would he teach me?’ Pan asked herself. She dismissed her question and looked at Vegeta again.
"Yes sir!" Pan said.
"You are to tell no one of this. Is that understood?" Vegeta asked.
"Yes, thank you Vegeta-sama." Pan said. She saluted Vegeta and flew off.
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The next morning at five thirty Pan dressed into a tank top and a pair of sweat pants. She pulled her hair into a ponytail and pulled on some gym sneakers. She flew to cap corp. and landed in front of the building. She walked inside and saw Vegeta sitting at the kitchen table clad in a pair of boxers. He was sipping coffee out of a white mug and staring off into space.
‘Oops, hope he doesn't mind that I saw him in his boxers!’ Pan thought frantically. She looked at Vegeta wondering what he was doing.
"Bulma." He whispered. He looked down at his mug of coffee. "I still can't believe it. You've been gone for three years and I'm still upset over your death. I'm becoming soft." He said softly. Tears stung at his eyes and Vegeta let them drop into his cup of coffee voluntarily. Pan felt her heart break.
‘It hurts to see a grown man cry.’ She thought sadly. She watched as Vegeta covered his eyes and sniffled a little. Pan walked quietly into the kitchen and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Vegeta-sama, do you need some time alone?" Pan asked softly. Vegeta looked up at Pan.
"No I don't." He said crossly. Pan sat in a chair next to him.
"Do you need to talk?" Pan asked. Vegeta looked at his coffee and didn't answer. "Do you miss her?" Pan asked. Vegeta looked at Pan with sad eyes full of wisdom.
‘You would never know just how much I miss her.’ Vegeta thought silently.
"Yes Pan, very much." Vegeta said.
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