Whisper

Disclaimer- I do not own Dragonball Z or any of the characters. Yadda yadda copy write Akira Toriyama.

Rating: R for violence, adult language, and sexual situations.

Pan-16
Trunks-18
Bra-16
Goten-17
Marron-17


 
Whisper
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Chapter 4
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Picture Perfect

 
June 5, 2003, Saturday

 
Bang, bang, bang! Trunks rolled over in his sleep.

Bang, bang, bang! His eyelids twitched.

BANG, BANG, BANG!!

Trunks jolted awake and fell of his bed with a thud. He flew up from behind the bed with both fists in the air expecting to find Goten, but was alone in his old room.

“What the hell?” He said looking quit ridiculous. His hair was a mess, sticking up in the back with a retarded look on his face.

“Why are you still sleeping!” Vegeta’s voice came booming through the bedroom door. BANG, BANG, BANG! Pounding his fists down on the door.

“Ahhhh!” Trunks shouted cupping his hands over his ears. He threw himself down on the bed backwards, squirming around in pain. He had a massive headache from drinking last night.

“What’s wrong with you boy? Been drinking again!!” Vegeta yelled cracking the door as he pounded.

Trunks sat up and glared at his father through the door. “What do you want?”

“Thanks to you the woman is pissed! Your missing that damn picnic with the clown and his family.” Vegeta shouted roughly.

Trunks’ hand flew up and slammed it to his forehead. “That was today?” He asked getting out of bed and struggling to pull his pants on.

“Yes, today! Maybe if you weren’t fucking around like the lazy nobody you are you would have been up at a decent hour to know that!” Vegeta growled becoming annoyed at the door in front of him.

Trunks jerked his head to the side and cursed his father. He got his pants on after almost losing the battle and violently ed hed his door open. “I’m only a nobody because I have worthless parents!” He yelled back.

Vegeta’s eye twitched and before Trunks knew what was happening Vegeta hand was around his neck squeezing. “How dare you! After everything your mother and I have done for you!”

Trunks choked and grabbed his father’s hand. He managed to pull himself free and fell back to the ground holding his throat and coughing. He took deep breaths trying to regain his breathing pattern.

Vegeta frowned at his son. “Get dressed and come downstairs. We’ll talk about this later.” He said turning and disappearing from site.

Trunks cursed some more and got up slamming the door. He walked to his dresser, pulling out a shirt, and a bag with an herb in it. He pulled the shirt over his head and opened the baggie. He put his hand into his pant pocket and pulled out a pipe in the shape of a snake.

“Think I’m a nobody…” He said loading his bull with the herb. “I’m the lazy one, right.” He continued as he lit the end and took a hit from the pipe. He held it for a few seconds and let the smoke out in a straight line. He repeated this until the bull was dry and his head was swimming.

He slammed the pipe down on top of his dresser and continued getting dressed. He sprayed himself with Axe Body Spray and went downstairs to meet his father by the front door.

“What took you so long, boy?” Vegeta spat.

“Just catching my breath.” Trunks mumbled darkening his eyes on Vegeta.

Vegeta frowned again. “Just go! I’m sure they’re waiting.”

“Aren’t you coming?” Trunks asked.

Vegeta looked a little shocked. “Why should I? It’s not like anyone wants me there.”

“That’s not true. “Trunks said softening his eyes. “You like to believe no one wants you there. You know, Pan actually thinks you can be pretty cool.”

Vegeta’s bottom lip stiffened. “What makes you think I care about that girl or her family?”

Trunks narrowed his eyes. “You know what-”

“Or may be you have feelings for that clowns Grand Daughter.” Vegeta said smirking evilly. “Not that I blame you…she is cute.” He said chuckling.

A blast of energy formed around Trunks’ body. “Don’t talk about her like that!”

Vegeta fell silent and became serious. “Weather it be or not your mother’s going to have a cow if the both of us don’t show up soon. I‘ve learned not to piss that woman off. You should try the same.”

Trunks growled and walked out the door passed his father. Vegeta caught a put close glimpse of his son’s eyes.

“Why are your eyes all blood shot? Have you been smoking pot in my house, boy?!” Vegeta roared clamping his hand down on Trunks’ shoulder.

Trunks swung around and ripped himself from his father’s grip. “No, I haven’t been smoking anything in your house. I’m just hung over and lazy, right?” He said walking away.

Vegeta put his head down. “So I haven’t always been there for you.”

Trunks stopped in his tracks. “You never taught me about life other then to protect myself. I had to learn everything on my own.”

“You must hate me.” Vegeta said truly being disappointed in himself.

“I don’t hate you. You’re my father and always will be. I-I just wish you would have been there for me when I needed you…you were once I’ll admit, but all the other times.” Trunks said forcing tears back.

Vegeta slowly flouted into the air above him. “Don’t bring your drug into my house and I think we can work around our problem.” He said disappearing again.

Trunks sighed. “If that were true I wouldn’t.”

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Goten yawned laying in the cool grass next to Bra, his arm draped across her back. Pan wasn’t very far away arguing with her mother on weather or not she should start buying her more dresses.

Goten chuckled. “Your going to get it from her good this time. I’ll never figure out how you managed to get her into a dress.”

Bra smiled happily raising her feet into the air, swinging them back and fortI haI have my ways.” She was leaning down and kissing him on the lips.

Goten smiled and put his mouth to her ear. “You told your family we’re dating again when you went home this morning, right?”

Bra’s smiled faded and she looked to the side. “Yes, it’s my dad is in such a foul mood.”

Goten sighed. “Well, I was expecting that from him. He’s always hated me.”

“He doesn’t hate you. He just…well, I don’t know.” Bra said shaking her head in annoyance.

“He’ll just have to get over it.”

Bra laughed softly. “You serious? My father get over something? HA!”

Goten shrugged. “True, but we are together and always will be.”

Bra left out a sigh of relief and turned herself to her back. “You have no idea how good it feels to hear you say that.”

Goten kissed her again as Pan got up from the table leaving her mother angry. She had lost the argument.

“Hey, Bra. Did Trunks say anything about if he was coming or not?” She asked looking heart broken.

“No, he was still in bed when I left. Sorry, Pan.”

“Well, that’s understandable. He needs his sleep.” She said looking away from them as Trunks landed next to his mother knocking the potato salad to the ground. “Oops, sorry mom.”

“Trunks! Now, we don’t have any potato salad!” Bulma shouted hitting him over the head.

“Ahh…I said I was sorry!”

Trunks put his hands over his head and took a few steps back. Krillin and Master Roshi snickered in the background. Pan caught sight of him and ran over stepping on Goku’s hand.

“Ahhhh!!!” Goku yelled holding his hand. “Hey! Watch where your walking, Pan! Your liable to hurt someone!”

“Sorry, Grandpa! Didn’t see you there!” She replied not paying attention and ran right into Trunks. She hit his chest with a thud and fell over landing in the grass.

“Pan, there you are.” He said putting his hand out to help her up.

Pan took his hand and stood up. She went to hug him, but stopped as Bulma, Chichi, Goku, Videl, and Gohan were all staring at them.

“Yeah, just being clumsy like always, right?”

Trunks chuckled. “Yeah, you’ll always be clumsy.”

Pan turned and looked at Goten and Bra who were lost in each other at the time. When she returned to Trunks everyone had lost interest in the both of them and were back to doing their own thing.

“I’m glad they got back together. Bra already looks happier.” Pan said feeling stupid.

“I knew they would.” Trunks replied turning his gaze from her.

Pan frowned. She didn’t quit understand what was going on. They shared something so wonderful last night and he was acting like nothing had happened and they were just friends. Was Bra right? Did Trunks just take what he wanted and then threw her away?

“Well, no one really seems to care weather I’m here or not so I’m just going to sit by the pond for awhile.” She said not waiting for a response. She took a short cut through the Weeping Willow trees and sat down on a bench in front of the pond.

Trunks frowned. He knew what she was thinking which angered him because it wasn’t true. He knew what everyone thought of him and couldn’t let them catch on to the feelings they had for each other.

When no one was looking he snuck off into the Weeping Willows. Pan became more angry then hurt and stood up. “That’s it! I’m talking to him! I‘m not some play toy!”

Pan walked around the bench, back into the trees only to be yanked down roughly landing in delicate arms. Pan gasped as she was consumed by Trunks’ lips. She ran her hands up his chest and rapped them around his neck.

Trunks broke the kiss for air. “I’ve missed you.”

Pan blushed and put her face agents his chest. “I missed you too. I couldn’t sleep last night. I wanted you with me.” She cooed. Trunks closed his eyes and put his face in her hair smelling her. Everything about her consumed his senses. He was never happy until he had her in his arms.

Pan curled up next to his warm body. He always made her feel safe and wanted. Everything seemed so perfect. She had Trunks and that’s all that mattered.

“Let’s just get through his stupid picnic so we can be alone together.”

Pan blushed again. “Alright.”

A few minutes later Trunks came out of the trees shortly fallowed by Pan. Trunks turned to say something to her, but was drug away by Goten to the men‘s bathroom.

“So, where’d you and Pan get off to last night?” Goten asked.

Trunks ripped his arm free and fell over landing in the grass, crossing his arms under his head. “Marron upset her so I took her home.”

Goten raised his eye brows at him. “That’s a big fat lie.”

“No, she did get upset and I did take her home. I just left out the details.” Trunks told him as a giant grim whipped across his face.

“Details huh? I wanna hear.” Goten said plopping next to him in the grass.

“Well, needless to say I got her home…it just took her a few hour to get inside.”

A retarded expressions formed across Goten’s face. “I’m not getting it.”

Trunks shook his head. “You really wanna know what happened between your gneiss and I?”

“Yes, well no, you can at least tell me if you two-”

“Yeah, we had sex alright.” Trunks blurted.

Goten fell silent then sat up tall. “Yeah, me and Bra, too!”

“Eww!” Trunks yelled getting to his feet. “Just because you wanted to know doesn’t mean I wanted too! She’s my sister!”

Goten laughed and stood up as well. “Get over it. You knew it was going to happen sometime.”

“Yeah, but now I just have bad images!”

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Later that night.

Trunks leaned forward and kissed the sensitive skin on Pan’s neck. She sighed and pulled away.

“Pay attention, Trunks. If you don’t make a decision your not going to have any classes when you go back to school.”

Trunks rolled his eyes, signed, and rested his arms on the table in front of them. “This is boring.” He whined as a smiled came across his face. “Besides…I have more important things to attend to.” He leaned over and claimed her earlobe nibbling on it. Pan shivered, but still resisted him.

“I’m serious, Trunks!” She snapped.

“Err, fine!”

Trunks grabbed a book and opened it. He flipped through the pages then slammed it shut. He looked at Pan and threw it down on the table. “Boring! New book!” He said reaching for another one on the other side of her.

He purposely bared his neck and pressed his body agents her’s. Pan jumped in surprise, but was calmed when she caught his scent. She leaned forward, her lips almost touching his neck. Kami how gorgeous he was.

Pan arched her back and pressed into him as he grabbed the book. He smirked and brushed his arm across her breasts before sitting back, hardening her nipples. She shivered again then became angry seeing the smug look in his face.

“You did that on purpose!” She shouted angrily.

Trunks laughed leaning back holding himself up with his arms. “What are you talking about? I’m trying to pick classes for school.”

Pan glared with little effort as Trunks smiled seductively at her. She hated when he did that. She could never stay mad at him. Why did he have to be so damn good looking??

“Oh screw it!” She shouted jumping on top of him. She forced her lips over his parting them. She then slid her tongue in his mouth. Trunks’ body jerked in shock at her roughness which he kinda liked.

Trunks rapped his arms around her wastd hed held her tight. Pan then broke their kiss feeling his growing erection.

“Errm, wait.” She said pushing agents him.

Trunks grunted in displeasure. “What?”

Pan frowned and put her head down. “Your moving too fast for me. I don’t think I’m ready for all this.”

Trunks smiles and shook his head. “If you love me then your ready and besides what’s the biggie? We’ve done it once already, so there’s nothing to be afraid of.”

Pan became hurt and closed her eyes. If she loved him she was ready? That didn’t make any sense at all, but one thing she was sure on was he wasn’t going to stop pressuring her which didn’t seem like the Trunks she once knew. Guess college changes a person.

“But I just don’t think-”

“I know why. You won‘t have sex with me again because your afraid of orgasming” He said calmly.

Pan opened her eyes and gave him her famous death glared. “I’m not afraid of anything!”

Trunks smirked. “Then why won’t you-”

“Because I’m not really I told you!” Pan snapped angrily.

Trunks sighed and kissed her neck. “I ret tht that then.”

Pan then smiled and kissed him on the lips. “Your so great, Trunks.”

“Yeah, I know.” He said rolling over so she was now under him. He locked her in a passionate kiss. Pan could feel this throbbing member as it jabbed into her thigh. It was becoming quit painful as he shifted his weight.

“Pan,” he gasped. “I need you so bad.” he said moving himself between her legs. “I need you now!”

Pan put her head to the side and frowned. “Don’t think it’s because I don’t want you because I do. It’s just…”

Trunks hugged her tight. “It’s alright. You can tell me.”

“Well, it’s just it’ll hurt.”

Trunks eyes softened on her. Everything about her seemed so innocent and delicate which turned him on even more. “I can’t promise it won’t, but if we do it’s still going to hurt now or later.”

Pan nodded her head. “I guess your right.”

Trunks smirked looking pleased at how well he can take advantage of people. “Yeah, that’s right.”

Without another word Pan was over him again. He lifted his shirt off and worked her way to his zipper which was so restraining. Trunks laid back and watched as she undressed him all the way and then herself which made Trunks eyes grow bigger and bigger as more and more clothing came off.

Pan tosses her bra and underwear to the floor and blushed as she felt the weight of Trunks’ stare upon her. Trunks smiled and rapped his arms around her. He put her on the bed softly and ran his hands over her body causing a her to whimper.

Pan closed her eyes as Trunks spread her legs around him and settled himself between them.

“Trunks?” She asked opening her eyes and looking at him.

“Yes?” He replied.

“It means something to you right?”

Trunks face turned into mush as he looked down at her. “Of course. You’re the only one I will ever share this with. Your everything to me, Pan. You’re the only one.”

Pan’s eyes flooded with tears which Trunks whipped away. “I’ve never been very good at expressing my feelings, but…”

Pan put a finger to lipslips. “Shh, I know and it’s ok. I understand.” She said shifting her waste. Trunks got the hint and entered her slowly. He groan at the warm wet feeling around him once again. She was still so tight.

Pan rapped her arms around him and put her face in his neck. She whimpered feeling no pain what so ever which surprised her. She thought it was going to hurt like the first time though it didn’t.

Trunks lifted his head and looked into her eyes. “You ok?” He asked.

“Yeah, I’m ready.”

Now, around this time neither of them had noticed the bedroom door slowly opening and behind that door were the peeping eyes of none other then Vegeta. Bulma had heard a notice she didn’t like and sent him up to check it out.

Trunks smile even wider and pulled her arms from around his neck. He locked their fingers and lay them on the bed above her. He th him himself into her then stopped with a smirk on his face.

Pan moaned and thrust her hips up violently. “Trunks, don’t tease me.” She cried begging him to move inside her.

Vegeta smirked. ‘So, I was right. My son is fucking that Clown’s Grand Daughter.’ He thought to himself with a chuckle.

Trunks finally gave into her and thrust himself in her slowly lifting his massive body over her’s. Pan closed her eyes and pressed her head into the pillow. She moved louder with every slow grueling thrust.

Trunks released one of her hands and up his hand under her chin forcing her to look into his eyes. “Look at me, Pan.”

Vegeta decided things were getting far too serious between them and the stiffening in his pants told him it was time to go. He slowly closed the door and went off on a search for Bulma.

“What? Why?” Pan asked looking very confused.

“Because, don’t ask questions and look at me.” He said letting go of her chin.

“Ok, if you say so, but I really don’t see why.” She replied keeping her eyes locked on his.

Trunks then started thrusting himself faster and harder him side of her. Pan moaned and closed her eyes which only made Trunks grab her chin again.

“Look at me, Pan.” He said in annoyance.

“Well, I’m sorry! It’s hard!” She snapped moaning again shortly after still looking at him. She didn’t understand what the big deal was until Trunks moaned and she saw the expression on his face.

He wanted to be intement with her physically and emotionally. He wanted the both of them to see the looks on each others face and know how the other was pleasuring them.

“Trunks.” She whimpered.

He kissed her chin and moved harder inside her.

“Oh, Trunks! Don’t stop! You feel so good!” She moaned louder putting her face in the crook of his neck. She clawed and drew blood as she moaned.

Trunks grunted in pain, but kept going. He couldn’t help, but smile. He was taking advantage of a 16 year old girl.

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3 months later: Pan spends the night with Trunks in his apartment in the city. Will she learn she’s more helpless then she seems or will everything turn out to be a dream come true? Find out next chapter ~Strangers Touch~

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Well, I really hate his chapter…nope, I don’t like it what so ever! It just doesn’t fit the mood of the story and I did a crap job on the lemon. No, this just isn’t a chapter I’m proud of like the others…something must be wrong…I’ve been thrown off my groove!!

P.s. I didn’t have my editor edit this so if I’ve spelled something wrong or have bad grammar I’m very sorry!