Liaisons

Liaisons



Pan takes a stand



An: I lost a chapter that I wrote… so I am going to fill what I remember in here…. Don’t worry though the rest of the chapters are secure…..



“Come on Pan its going to be great.” Bra twirled around her room as she talked to Pan on the phone…



“I don’t want a movie night or game night Bra.” Pans was firm in her resolution.



Bra whined her way through the conversation, “Oh come on everyone is going to be here, it won’t be the same without you here”



“I just don’t think so, I am too antsy and I can’t stand the mind games we’re playing.” Pan had to be blunt.



“Pan we are not playing games, we are just sending up a smoke shield for Monica” Bra hiss the girls name, “and bedsides tonight we can do whatever you want, the plan will work.”



“What makes you think I care about the ‘THE PLAN’?”



“Because it makes sense and besides it will work, then we can go on you can go on you and Trunks …”



“Bra stop, I will come by but I won’t play games….”



“Fine! You can spar…” Bra agreed



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“You Spar? Ha yeah I’ll come if you spar.”



“Whatever it takes…” Bra grumbled



“Why does it even matter to you?” asked Pan



“Because I want you to be happy.” Bra replied



“”I’ll try then.” Pan said gloomily….



“Just be happy,” Bra told her but Pan had hung up ….



The sway of the palm fawns blocked the view, but the five friends were all sitting down talking about the great sparring that had taken place that night. Even Trunks\' annoying girlfriend was easy to ignore. Bra sat closely to Pan and had uncle Goten at her other side. Of course, the whole thing had been planned…. Bra had made sure that Pan’s aggressive attacks on Goten had seemed purely jealousy driven than not. Pan and Marron knew that that premise was par for course, just to throw off Monica’s scent, but Pan really had some issues about it…



Bra was overly pleased; but Pan kept looking over her shoulder at the night sky hoping that the rest of the evening would not go awry.



Monica and Trunks walked the grounds of the garden walk. Trunks could hear the whispers of his friends but not the actual words…



“I can’t believe you all fight so hard... and did you see Pan? She was all over Goten... and Trunks I think she was jealous and not letting Goten win at all for Bra…” Monica staged whispered to Trunks…



“I don’t know Monica, we all spar like that all the time, you saw us before…” Trunks trailed off not wanting any of their conversations to lie too much on Pan….



“Hmmm it makes me wonder….”Monica continued…



Trunks said no more as he led her past the palm fawns that hung lowly over the last turn before the center of the garden maze… there he knew his friends were …



Bra struggled to contain her excitement... Trunks was coming and they would be in view soon. Moreover, Pan needed to perform.



Bra grabbed Pan’s hand and Pan finally turned her eyes to the Princess, she did not care anymore about Monica and this ruse so what did it matter anyway…. Trunks was not going to change his mind about her; not right now….



As the couple approached, Pan’s keen sense could count the steps left they would take to be where Uub, Marron, Goten, she and Bra were. And as on cue, Bra leaned to Pan … Pan took advantage and put into this kiss what she imagined kissing Trunks would have been like. Bra’s eyes and Trunks were almost identical, Pan closed hers as to not see the aqua hair and frenched the Princess in front he the entire gang…



Besides the rushing of blood that deafened Pans ears, she heard a little laugh from Marron, and a gasp from Monica and a distinct “see I told you so!” Moreover, before anyone could have said anything, Pan took flight in the direction of the night sky she had been watching only moment s before.



Trunks had left the scene with Monica, too bewildered to join his friends…



“Pan wait, it worked!” Bra cried out..., But Pan was too far up to care or hear…



“See Trunks I told you, that girl is manipulating everyone you and Bra and I don’t think she cares who she hurts… did you see Goten? He was shocked! I can’t believe she is one of your best friends, she’s a lesbian or something!”



Trunks did not want to hear anymore, No one talked about Pan especially her sexual orientation! Pan was off limits.



“Enough” he said lowly…



“What, I know it must be a shock Trunks but honestly I think your friendship to that little thing has prejudiced your opinion.



‘I think its time to leave Monica.”



‘Oh, Ok yeah let’s leave.” She agreed.



“No, its time for you to leave, and I think that that should be a permanent thing”



“What Trunks I don’t understand, what are you saying?”



“I am saying good night and goodbye”



At that, Trunks turned and left, he had to find his Pan and see if she was all right…



He landed to where Pan had ventured. Her back was to him but the moon illuminated her silhouette . Her shoulders were not hunched. Trunks was grateful that she was not crying or anything, her Ki was low so she was not angry…



She was tired of hoping for it to happen it was not going to happen.



“Go away” she ground out frustrated…



He ignored her



“Don’t come any furtherer Trunks.” She replied to his first step from his landing….



But he had her where he wanted her, “Pan what did I say about running away from me/”



“I didn’t run away from you Trunks, I left for me and my own reasons.”



He walked toward her determined to find out why she had kissed Bra…. Hoping it had a lot to do with messing with Monica like it had… He had no questions as to her sexual orientation…. Moreover, most likely his wild sister instigated that …



“Why do you make it so difficult?” teeth gnashing as she growled at him.



Trunks was so close now able to touch her...



She knew he was close but she felt so used up, as if it was not worth all the effort… it was the reason why she did not want to come over tonight…. Trunks was going to tease her and let her down…



He placed a hand under her chin and tilted her face up to him… He dipped his head down and sealed her words with a kiss, sultry tasting what he had been dreaming about – what his sister had found—Amusing, Bra and her idiotic games she planed…



As angry as she had been as frustrated as he had made her, it tore at her to feel such heat and desire fore him. His lingering kiss warmed her soul, igniting that fire- a fire unlike any humans. A Saiyan type of desire where reasons squashed... age did not matter. He was upon her before she could react… she tasted so sweet- young- fresh- dew This blocked all senses and created pheromones that seasoned his senses too then she remembered to exist… they were in that moment blanketed with each others arms, soft velvety tongues one dominant the other pliant, whimpering, begging for consumption wanting release…. Laboring for breath



It was soft and silky abandoning… he could do anything he wanted, he could taste the change, feel her posture measure her stance… Pan wanted – needed him in the most intimate ways- releasing her lips her pleading the begging, “please, please, please don’t stop….. Please do not leave me please fill me…. Trunks….”



However, the sweet taste began to burn his throat like always… when all the reasons why he could not fulfill her pleas- choked him- stopped him, and this hurt more than anything had ever hurt him before; more than being beaten.



Large brown pained eyes struck him … anger and confusion and then at last a deadened stare and she uttered her prediction, “Things will never be right between us again.”



“Just go away Trunks” releasing her energy it ebbed back down….



He misunderstood her, “I sent her home” feeling as if he owed her something…



“Oh goody lets have a party.” She said sarcastically… Did he really think that Monica was her problem… it was him, he and his issues….



“She thinks you’re a lesbian…,” he told her



“So what is this you protecting my reputations? Because I do not really care what anyone thinks of me…. On the other hand, was this your proof? Did you have to find out for yourself how much I want you?”



She did not want to continue in this way… he was just too much… loving him as she did was too much… she had to stop this game. He was too difficult to try to win over outright- she felt old by comparison— at first she wanted this game enjoyed the attention and the feelings he aroused...s he wanted to please him, please herself—but he stopped short each time--- playing her---



She flew off, she knew it was going to happen and she allowed it, wanted it… now she was closing down, shutting off the most exquisite feeling her deepest need and the most wonderful love one could ever hope to find… It was not hers… it was the fantasy… and she had to leave him behind in the past…. She could not keep allowing him to pretend anymore…



He had no strength to carry after her- her wounds hurt more than his own pride. The piercing fear hidden deeply in his heart, and he knew… love would never reach for him again- except with Pan…