Into the Void

Flutter

"Oh my gosh," Pan laughed. "Are you seriously getting turned on?" She accused him.

Trunks let out a huff and shrugged his shoulders. "Panna, you could try to seduce me wearing a potato sack, and I'd still get turned on."

"I'm not trying to seduce you," she pouted. "I just wanted to show off my high school uniform."

Trunks held up his hands innocently. "Fine, I'll behave," he promised. "Do a twirl and show it off, Panna."

Pan turned slowly at first, and when her back was facing Trunks, she turned the rest of the way quickly, causing her skirt to flutter and rise just enough for him to choke on a surprised gasp.

"You -" he pointed an accusing finger at her. "You liar!"

Pan laughed and stuck out her tongue. She picked up her skirt just enough for Trunks to confirm what he already knew. She didn't have on any underwear underneath that skirt. He could feel his blood rushing south as his heart pounded in his ears.

Trunks huffed loudly. "On my lap. Now," he held out his arms to her.

Pan gave a little jump as she let go of her skirt. She gave a salute as she ran to his lap, "Yes, Sir!"

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Pan fought back her yawn as she finished wiping the down the bar to the cafe. It had been raining for over a week, and Pan wondered if the weather was starting to get to her. She felt as if she were coming down with something, which was strange since she hardly ever got sick.

"Pan?" She looked up and saw Perse looking at her worriedly. "Honey, you don't look too good."

"I fell like I got ran over by a truck," Pan admitted.

Perse's frown deepened, "why in the world did you come in? You should have stayed home and rested!"

"But what if you needed me?" Pan pouted. She worked hard, and she wanted to be dependable.

"Pan, we've had maybe fifteen customers all day," Perse said gently. "Everyone's staying in because of the yucky weather, and honestly, I'm probably going to close up early." She reached over and patted Pan's shoulder with one of her pink hands. "Go home and rest, okay? Trunks will worry if he knows you're straining yourself while feeling sick."

Pan sighed and nodded her head. "Okay," she said. She took off her apron and used the backdoor of the cafe to reach the stairs that led to her and Trunks' apartment.

As soon as Pan stepped into the familiar apartment, she felt the exhaustion hit her like a ton of bricks. She shuffled towards her and Trunks' bedroom and crawled onto their bed.

Pan's eyes were lulling to a close as she thought of the same thing she did every night before she went to bed: her family.

Her Mama and Papa. She couldn't wait to see them again and tell them everything. She just hoped her Mama wasn't too angry with her for sneaking onto the ship. Pan would apologize until her knees gave out if she had to. And she hoped her Papa wasn't too disappointed in her for everything that happened. Pan knew he wouldn't blame her for his death, but the fact was that she had been the one to pick out the planet.

Pan missed her brothers too. Gohan had always been like a third parent to her. He had taught her how to fly and how to tie her shoes. He had spent many nights helping her learn equations in a way that made it simple for her. And Goten - though he aggravated her more than anyone - she missed him too. They had more moments of getting along and enjoying things together than they did anything else. Pan didn't know how many times they had cooked ramen at one in the morning together and just hung out.

Pan missed her friends, too. Marron and Bulla, both girls who had always been there for her. She couldn't wait to tell them everything. She knew Bulla would demand a shopping spree, and Pan promised herself she wouldn't complain. If Bulla wanted a hundred shopping sprees, Pan would do it to make it up to her.

Suddenly, Pan felt a Ki right on top of her, and she gasped loudly as she sat up. Her heart was frantic inside of her chest, and her body shook as she got off the bed. The Ki was low and almost fluttery. It felt familiar, and Pan could feel her heart thudding inside of her chest.

The front door opened suddenly. "Panna?" Trunks called. "Perse said you were sick. Are you okay?" He asked, his voice growing louder as he walked towards their room.

Pan was frozen as her eyes widened. The Ki felt familiar because it was similar to Trunks'... and her own Ki. Her chest felt tight as her legs shook. The Ki wasn't on top of her - it was inside of her. Nausea bubbled up inside of Pan, and she gagged just as Trunks opened the door.

"Panna?!" His eyes widened in worry as she rushed past him and into the bathroom.

Trunks followed her, and he held her hair as she emptied her stomach. Her body was shaking by the time she finished, and she was crying. They had been so careful, and there were only a few times they had forgotten to use condoms. They had so much on their plate already- they had a spaceship to build and a home to get back to. What we're they going to do now?

"Panna," Trunks was squatting down in front of her. He had a cool rag pressed against her throat as he stroked her hair. "What's wrong? How bad does it hurt? Do you need to go to the doctor?"

"B-baby," Pan managed out between her tears.

"What?" Trunks asked gently. "What is it, Sweetheart?"

Pan shook her head and sucked in a shaky breath to calm herself for a moment. She grabbed the front of her shirt. "Baby. There's a baby inside of me, Trunks. I'm pregnant," she sobbed. "What are we going to do, Trunks? What are we going to do?"

Trunks' eyes widened in horror. His face drained of color, and he stumbled back onto his bottom. He opened and closed his mouth several times. "Are you sure?"

Pan nodded her head and lowered her Ki. It only took him a few seconds to sense it, and his eyes widened more. He seemed frozen, and panic was wild inside of Pan. She was so scared. How were they going to raise a baby while searching for Namek in space? They were expected to leave in five months. Did that mean that she would have to give birth out in space?

"What are we going to do?" She asked him, begging him to give her some sort of answer.

Trunks seemed to shake out of the shock, and he grabbed Pan and pulled her towards him, so she was resting on his lap. "Shh," he soothed as he patted her hair. "It's going to be okay, Panna," he said. "We'll get rid of it."

Pan's eyes widened as terror gripped her insides. The baby was unexpected and unplanned, and it was a terrifying horrific thought, but not once had Pan considered or even thought about getting rid of it. But Trunks was. What other choice did she have? How would they be able to take care of a baby in space anyway?

Pan couldn't speak. Her throat constricted and all that came out were sobs as she clutched Trunks and held him tightly.

Spoiler warning (because I know how this can affect some people, myself included) : the lil bean isn't going anywhere. We just need some angst.