I finally decided to get off my lame ass and get more stuff done. I'm currently working on nine stories at once so please be patient. Well, anyway, enjoy.***
The next morning, Pan got up and got ready to train with Vegeta. She quickly flew over to Capsule Corp. She found Vegeta waiting by the gravity room.
"It's about time you got here." Vegeta said. He turned and walked into the gravity room. Pan followed him, eager to get her training started. Vegeta crouched down into fighting stance and Pan did the same. Vegeta lunged towards Pan and landed a punch on her jaw. She retaliated with a kick to his stomach. He grunted and dodged the punch coming his way. Pan flipped over Vegeta and shot a small ki blast at him. He dodged it and glared at Pan.
"Better watch it." Vegeta threatened. He fazed out and reappeared behind Pan. Before she could even turn around he interlaced his fingers into a fist and rammed it onto Pan's back. She fell to the ground and tried to sweep Vegeta's feet out from under him. She grunted and stood up. Pan wiped the sweat from her brow and took off her orange bandana. She put it back on and looked over at Vegeta. He was standing there, a scowl upon his face and his arms crossed.
"What the hell are you doing?" Vegeta asked, his voice sounding like ice. Pan smirked and got into fighting stance.
"Just getting ready to kick your ass." Pan said confidentially.
"Oh, is that so?" Vegeta asked quirking an eyebrow at her.
"Yup, I'm going to kick your ass." Pan said. She lunged to Vegeta and slugged him in the face. Vegeta smirked and tasted the blood that was trickling from the corner of his mouth.
"Not bad." Vegeta said.
For the next two months this continued, Pan became stronger and stronger. She and Vegeta also became closer and closer. She could reach Super Saiyan; if she could trigger it...
Vegeta was resting his back against the trunk of the oak tree in his yard. Pan was sitting right next to him, asleep and her head rested on his shoulder. He fondly recalled how beautiful she looked when she was happy; her dark chocolate eyes sparkling and her full lips smiling. How her body full of womanly curves was as beautiful as it was deadly. Vegeta smiled a true smile for once. He quickly wiped it from his face. ‘I'm becoming soft. No, I've been soft.’ Vegeta thought. He looked up at the night sky. ‘Pan has become so strong. She should be able to reach Super Saiyan by now. I need to trigger her anger, make her break past the barrier.’ He thought for a few moments on how to trigger her anger and make her turn Super Saiyan. A smirk formed on Vegeta's lips when he figured out how to do it.
The next morning Pan awoke in her guest room of Cap Corp. She sat in her bed, recalling that someone had tucked her in last night. The musky and not at all unpleasant sent that was undoubtedly Vegeta. Her head rested against his hard chest. Hard, sculpted muscles under his tan, silken skin. How gently he had placed her down on her bed. As if she were a fragile piece of glass, something he considered priceless, valuable, worth his attention, his love. Pan blushed as she imagined impure thought of him...and her. Together. Pan furiously shook her head.
‘Can't be late for training!’ Pan thought as she jumped out of bed. She blushed as she thought about training with Vegeta. Over the past two months she developed a love and respect for him. He had told her things that he had never repeated to anyone, as she had done with him. They had an understanding of each other that no one else could ever dream of. They were a teacher and student, rivals, best friends, and oh, how she wished they could be more. Lovers maybe? Pan shook her head.
"Vegeta would never go for it." Pan whispered. She continued to dress and then ran out of her room and down to the breakfast table. Vegeta was already there, a pot of coffee made and at least 50 boxes of donuts stacked up on the table. Pan noted that at least thirty were empty. *He saved some for me.* Pan thought happily as she sat at the table.
"Good morning." She chirped. Vegeta grunted his reply and continued reading the paper. Pan quickly finished her 20 boxes of donuts. "So, what are we doing today?" Pan asked. She smiled and looked at Vegeta.
"You are going to train in the gravity room and I am going to work in the lab. I will join you after I finish my work in the lab." Vegeta said.
"The lab?" Pan asked, more to herself than Vegeta. Vegeta got up and went off towards the lab. Pan was a little disappointed that she couldn't train with Vegeta and spar with him. She sighed and went to go train.
Vegeta reached the lab and looked at the regeneration tank. He checked to see if it were working properly.
"If Pan reaches Super Saiyan as planned then one of us is going to need it." Vegeta said to himself. Once he was sure that it was working properly he sat back against the Regen tank. "Pan." Vegeta whispered longingly. Over these two months they had become closer. Vegeta sighed. ‘She probably doesn't love me.’ Vegeta told himself. He clenched his fist. ‘Hell, I'm old enough to be her grandfather, she could never love me.’ Vegeta thought sadly. He thought a little more.
"Damn, she made me fall in love with her without even knowing it." Vegeta said chuckling. He thought of Pan again. she was so Saiyan to him. Her love for battle, her muscular, yet feminine body. How he wished to take her as his mate and ravish that beautiful body of hers. He felt himself become aroused just from the thought of making her cry out his name, her voice full of ecstasy and lust. A shiver racked his spine from the very thought.
"Pan." Vegeta moaned softly. He remembered the day when the cleaning robots had taken her clothes and she came to his room clad only in a towel. Water glistening on her porcelain skin, the scent of tiger lily surrounding his senses. Pan always smelled of tiger lily, the name was fitting of her. She was like a tiger waiting to pounce, as dangerous as one. Yet, she seemed like a lily, as graceful as one, delicate as one. Even as beautiful as one. Vegeta had to resist the urge to just go to the gravity room and make her his then and there. She was everything to him, she had been slowly healing the pain of Bulma's death. They were alike in many ways. Both stubborn, both loud, and both had this intense fire burning in their eyes. Pan was not drop dead gorgeous as Bulma was but Pan was beautiful, like a Saiyan woman. Something he thought he could probably never have. But now, Pan, she was Saiyan. Yeah, so what if she was only 1/4 Saiyan? It didn't matter. In his eyes she was full blooded.
"I'll make her mine one way or another." Vegeta said decidedly. He got up and walked out of the lab. "You better watch out Tiger Lily, Veggie is gonna get you." Vegeta said with an evil smirk on his face.
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