I am hiding behind Vegeta in case anyone wants to throw heavy objects at me! Life interfered again. Gomen.... Here is the last installment of Past Perfect. I hope you all enjoyed it!

Warning...Major lemon in this chapter...bad lemon cuz I don't write them well....but I feel it is a necessity in order to complete the bonds.

I'm not going into the Cell thing. It is assumed that he will take care of it. I will mainly focus on the Trunks and Pan. And since I kinda feel sorry for Jinai, I gave her new love interest.

I would like to take this opportunity to thank my reviewers...again...but once or even ten times is not enough. You have raised my self esteem a few notches. Thanks for putting up with this turtle.

Usual Disclaimer...I do not own DBZ or it's characters....sniff...sniff....I guess I own Jinai and Sego....mine... mine...mine....




Past Perfect - Chapter 6: Homecoming - Part Two
By: Moonraven


Jinai surveyed the mess that was formerly Capsule Corps. Trunks and Pan was no where to be found but she felt sure that they were not trapped under this colossal heap of concrete (or whatever the material they used). It has been over a week since the defeat of the androids, the destruction of Capsule Corps and the disappearance of the two heroes. She was still trying to get use to the peace and the loss of a dear friend. Despite the fact that Trunks had chosen someone else, she still care deeply for him. With a forlorn sigh, she turned to her companion who was still searching around the debris. She had to smile at the lanky form crouching among the bits and pieces of the former home of their comrade. Sego was covered in dust and dirt and his usual raven black hair is now semi-white. Only Sego can manage to make a simple trip into a series of mishaps. If he had spend as much time on his feet looking rather than on his butt from stumbling, they may actually find something. Sego, Jinai and Trunks had been working together for years. Since before Gohan's death which had brought Trunks around more often and then he joined them permanently as the leader of the small resistant group.

"Ne, Sego. I don't think we'll find anything. Maybe we should just leave." Jinai suggested to the tall teen, suppressing a smile. He really was a case.

Sego looked up and flashed her one of his brilliant smiles. His grey eyes almost match his now greyish hair. "Are you sure? We've only been trying for a couple of days. I have a strong feeling that we'll find something today. A really strong feeling." He almost sounded giddy.

"You and your feelings. You've been having feeling for days. We still didn't find anything. And if you trip and fall one more time...."

As if on cue, Sego tripped and fell one more time. Jinai rolled her eyes skywards and groaned "I knew that would happen."

Gingerly she picked her way to her fallen comrade and help him up. "Sego, how did you ever survive your childhood? Better question yet, how did the people around you survive your childhood?" Finally having him steady on his feet, she looked up at him and said with mock sternness, "Next time I come across a villain, I'm going to throw you at them and you can 'accident' them to death."

Sego had the grace to blush. "Sorry." He mumbled. Then with another flash of his grin, "But Jinai, today is the day. I can feel it. Something important is going to happen today."

"Okay, fine." Jinai sighed, giving up. He was so tall if she keep looking up at him, her neck with cramp up. "A few more minutes. Just let me move out of your way so you won't fall on me when you decide to take another trip and kiss the floor." She laughed at his attempt to look shock and duck as he took a playful swing at her. She really was glad Sego was here with her. He can't replace the pain she felt when she loss Trunks but he sure can make her feel better. Looking at him now, she wondered why she hadn't noticed before what a good looking guy he was.

After 'a few minutes' had passed, it was more like an hour, she tugged at his sleeves. "Sego! I'm hungry and the floor is all bruised from your falls. Let's go." She almost whined. Being here, at Capsule Corps., was taking a toll on her emotionally. She can't handle it anymore, no matter how contagious her friend's good mood was.

Sego studied her intently with those grey eyes for a moment then smiled his consent. "Alright, I guess my feelings are wrong again." Scratching his head in confusion and embarrassment, he murmured, "Well it's not the first time."

Feeling sorry for her friend, Jinai reassured him, "Nonsense. Your feelings were right many times. Like when you told me not to go to Sector 7 because you had a bad feeling....and the whole place collapsed. You saved my life."

Sego gave her a weird look. "How did I save your life? You went to sector 7 any way. TRUNKS saved you life."

She brushed his comments away, "Technicality! You told Trunks to go check on me, right? So YOU saved my life."

"I'm sorry, Jinai. I was sure there would be something today that'll help us put this behind us. Something that'll help you let go of Trunks. I'm sorry." His usual cheerful face was clouded with pain.

"Stop it!. YOU are not going get depressed on me! Sego, you're the only one I count on to cheer me up so don't go all icky on me now. Besides," she looked at her feet with resignation, "I've felt the distance between Trunks and I for awhile now. I think even before Pan showed up. So you see, I've already let him go." She looked up and smiled.

"Come on." Sego tilted his head towards his hover craft. "Let's get out of here and get you that lunch."

"Huh! Lunch? We missed that hours ago. You, owe me dinner as well, buddy!" She jabbed his chest playfully.

As they approach Sego's hover craft, they heard a booming noise in the sky above the Capsule Corp. debris. Turning on their heels, they found themselves looking at a descending space craft of some sort. As the craft landed, Jinai gasped. "That's Pan's time machine."

She broke into a run toward the said machine as Sego found himself running after her. They came to a stop in front of the door and wait for it to open.

"Um, how do we know what's coming out of that?" Sego asked. Before Jinai can answer him, the door slid opened. Without thinking he put himself before the door and Jinai.

A tall figure emerged from within the chamber behind the door. He was wearing a black tank top tucked inside black pants. His soft lavender hair was tied back with few errand strands cropping his smiling face.

"Hey guys! Missed me?"

"TRUNKS!" Jinai flew past Sego and into Trunks arms. "I was so worried about you! Where have you been? Why didn't you say anything to us?" Peering at him with suspicion, she added "and how long has it been this time?"

"Always full of questions, Jinai." He smiled down at her. "I took Pan home and it's been only a week or so."

Jinai gasped, looking behind Trunks into the time machine. "Why?" She was sure they were so in love.

"It's a complicated story. Maybe another time." Turning to the young man next to him, Trunks smiled even bigger. "I see YOU haven't changed. If I hadn't known that the building was already destroyed, I would have thought YOU did it."

Sego laughed unabashed. He came forward and gave Trunks a warm hug. "We missed you alright. I'm glad you're not hurt." Then he turned to Jinai grinning triumphantly, "See? I told you we'll find something today."

Trunks found that being with his friends again made him feel good. He missed Pan terribly and he knew that the pain associating with bonds breaking will hit him soon. He was surprised that it hadn't already. Frowning in concentration, Trunks tried to figure out why there was no pain, not even discomfort. Maybe his father was wrong. Impossible. Vegeta would probably break a few of his bone for even thinking that.

Muffled noises coming from the time machine had all three youngster looking around in confusion. They followed it to a service hatch in the back of the machine. The noise was louder as they got close to the hatch door. Flipping open his pocket knife, Sego pry the hatch door open.


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"GOHAN! Gohan, calm down!" Videl grabbed on to her husband's arm but Gohan was having none of that. With little effort, he shook her off of him.

"CALM DOWN? You want me to CALM DOWN?" He turned to face her, eyes flashing with fury. "Pan is missing - again, and YOU want ME to CALM DOWN?"

"Well....at least we have a pretty good idea where she went this time." Videl mumbled. She didn't like it anymore than her husband did but two screaming people can hardly be more effective.

"And how is that suppose to make it better?" Gohan was no longer yelling but the soft, deadly tone he took was even worst than the shouts. Videl cringed involuntarily.

"Gohan." She tried again. "I love her too but you knew that this is one of the two possible outcome. We discussed this---"

" I don't have to like it." He interrupted his wife coldly.

Videl sighed and turned toward the door. "I'm going to see Bulma. You can stay here and yell at the wall if you want, but I don't think it can help you." With that she was out the door and into the air.

"UGH!" Gohan let out another frustrated shout then took after his wife.

They got to Capsule Corps. and found the time machine gone, again. Bulma was cradled in Vegeta's arms while he smoothed her hair whispering something in her ears. If they hadn't seen the tears on Bulma's face, they would have thought that they were intruding on some other tender moments between the saiyan prince and his mate.

"I'll talk to them, Gohan" Videl told her husband firmly. Gohan grunted noncommittally.

The embracing couple ignored their 'guests' and continued to hold each other until Videl was only a few feet away.

"Trunks' gone." Bulma said quietly. "We couldn't make him happy, I guess." She looked up at the younger couple. "I'm sorry that Pan will be suffering for this. I really am. Breaking bonds can be very painful. I'm sorry."

Gohan and Videl looked at each other then back at Bulma. "Pan didn't go with him?" Gohan asked, frowning.

"No. She didn't come here at all." Bulma moved within the circle of Vegeta's arms. "What made you think she went with him?"

"Her ki is gone again." Vegeta commented under his breath.

"Yes, just like the last time." Gohan confirmed.

"But we were here, to see Trunks off. I didn't see Pan. And I was working on the machine all morning. How could she have gone with him without us knowing?" Bulma looked at her lifemate.

"The same way she did the first time she took off with Goku and Trunks?" Videl suggested.

Vegeta started to laugh. He looked over to the younger couple and said, "I changed my mind. That brat of yours is definitely good enough to help further my bloodline."

Bulma socked the love of her life in the left arm and swore loudly. She must have fractured a few fingers. "How can you laughed at a time like this?"

Vegeta shrugged. "Look. They were clearly meant to be together. They love each other and you humans, of all races, should understand what's happening better that a saiyan. Even I know better than to stop love sick teenagers. It's like trying to hold in a supernova." Staring at their collective dropped jaw expression, he continued with a sigh, "Woman, go get you radio and contact Trunks. Make yourselves feel better." He continued to chuckle as he strode back toward the house.

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A pair of sneakers greeted the trio as the hatch door fell open. Attached to the sneakers were a pair of very shapely calves clad in black tights. Higher than that they could not determine for they rest was hidden under wires and general darkness of the compartment.

The sneakers wiggled nervously as if trying to figure out how to explain the situation. No sound came.

The trio looked at each other and then at the sneakers and with an exasperated grunt, the lavender hair hunk grabbed the ankles of the owner of the sneakers and pulled.

Eeping noises were heard from within the compartment and within seconds, a very dishevel young girl was lying outside the machine. She gave them a small wave and smiled nervously at Trunks.

"Pan." It was Jinai who found her voice first. "How...nice to see you again." She sneaked a peek at the very angry looking Trunks.

"What the hell are you doing in there?" He grated through clench teeth while helping her up.

Pan took her time dusting herself off, swallowing hard before answering. "Checking wires." She said softly.

Trunks now knew why he did not feel any pain from the separation, there was NO separation. He was glad in a way because being apart from Pan was breaking his heart. On the other hand, how can she stay here in this miserable timeline?

"Checking wires, my foot!" he thundered. "I suggest you get back into the time machine and go home."

Hurt beyond believe at his words, Pan looked up at him with tear filled eyes. "I thought you loved me." She whispered achingly.

Sego tucked on Jinai's arm and motioned to his hover craft. She understood what he meant. This is clearly none of their business and the two lovers needed some privacy. She followed Sego silently, marveling at how he hadn't tripped yet.

Trunks chest ached tremendously at the site before him. She looked so lost and alone that he had to maintain all of his control just to keep from touching her. His whole being longed to hold and comfort her.

"I DO love you, Pan. That's why you have to go back." He said this gently. Willing her to see his love and his will to protect her.

"No Trunks. I want to stay here with you." Pan moved closer, almost touching him. She looked up at the face that haunts all her daydreams, as well as many hot and heavy nighttime dreams, and pleaded, "I can't live without you. I don't care where it is you call home. That's where my home will be. Please don't send me away to die, Trunks. Because that's surely what will happen to me."

With an anguish cry, Trunks pulled her into his arms. Holding her tightly as if he can absorbed her into his own body, he whispered his love for her.

After awhile, they parted enough to look into each other's eyes. "Are you sure, Pan? It's going to be rough. You parents are going to be very upset. I can't give you the comfort you could have had in the other world."

Pan put a finger to his lips, stopping him, "Shh. You are all that I need. If I have you, I have everything." Before he can reply, Pan pulled his face down to hers and their lips met.

All the emotions and feelings they felt were poured into the kiss. Trunks probed into her waiting mouth and drank her sweetness. Their tongues danced gaily, glad to be with each other at last. As the kiss deepened, their tongues were no longer the only part of the body to participate. Trunks had one of his hands cradling her head firmly in place while his other hand roamed up her back, under her shirt. The feel of her smooth skin further fueled his already raging desire and with a muffled groan, he ground his harden arousal against her.

"Wait a second" Pan breathed, trying to break free.

"I'm sorry Pan. I didn't mean to..." He stopped, looking at her in confusion as she fumbled for something in her pocket.

Pan gave his a heart stopping smile and said, "You better have meant it, Trunks Brief, I'm not finished with you yet. We just can't continue here." Looking around, she motioned to an area with the least debris. "Can you blast that area clear for me?"

With a shrugged, still not completely clear, he send a blast that left the area indicated fairly flat and clear. Pan clicked on the capsule in her hand and toss it to the clearing. Seconds later, her capsule house was set up.

Trunks grinned at her and practically carried her to the house. Inside her bedroom, they fell on each other with a sense of desperation. Never had Trunks wanted anyone more than he wanted his little angel right at this moment. They found themselves on the bed, san clothing. Pan didn't even wonder at how that came about, she just wanted to feel every part of him. Her hands reveled at the smooth hardness of his body. His scent was purely Trunks, it was heady and she felt warm liquid feeling deep inside her. Moaning loudly she rubbed herself against him while nibbling his shoulders.

Trunks was rapidly losing his control as well. Pan's small body writhing with pleasure underneath him was almost more than he can take. But he had to maintain control. Pan first time can't be rushed, it had to be special, so special that she'll remember it for the rest of her life. With renewed determination, Trunks deliberately slowed his movements. He claimed her lips again, delving his tongue deep inside her cavern, licking and probing. His hand ran down her chest and gently massage her breast. Pan moaned into his mouth as she arched her back, pushing her aching mound into his hand. Trunks lowered his mouth, grazing her jaw and nibbled at the crook of her neck.

Bucking almost wildly under him, Pan tried to push his head down to where his hand is. She was desperate to feel the hot moisture of his mouth on her breasts and nipples. "Trunks.." she moaned his name. "Hurry...stop teasing."

Trunks chuckled, "As you wish." And licked one engorged nipple. Pan nearly screamed. He flicked his tongue over one nub while he pulled on the other, eliciting erotic noises from his love below him. He then switch sides and did the same flicking, nibbling and pulling.

Pan was feeling an almost unbearable ache between her legs. It demanded fulfilling. "Trunks...please...lower..." She gasped as he bit on the underside of her breast. Trunks trailed wet kisses down her stomach and dipped the tip of his tongue in her belly button. Moving to position himself between her legs, he gently spread them and inhaled the scent of her arousal. That was almost his undoing. Concentrating on just giving Pan pleasure, he set to his delightful task. Trunks kissed the moisture between her leg gently then probe his tongue deep between the folds. Pan cried out and thrust into his mouth. Trunks held her hips steady and continued to lick, suck and nibble her nether lips. Pan was thrashing and crying out in coherently, desperate for release. Trunks finally took pity on her and clamped on to her clitoris, sucking in earnest.

"Trunks!" Pan screamed his name as she arched off the bed, trembling as waves and waves of pleasure took over her body. Masturbation was never this good.

Trunks climbed back up and took her lips into his again. Pan can taste herself on him and was surprise that it's actually quite erotic.

"My turn" she pushed him back on the bed and straddle him. Doing to him exactly what he did to her. She went from his chiseled chest, trailing hot kisses down his torso. As she moved slowly down his body, Trunks breathing quickened. ::That's a good sign, right?:: she thought to herself and heard Trunks chuckled. Looking up from her task, she realized he heard her thoughts. Smiling a little self consciously, she said shyly, "Well, I've never done this before and I wanted to please you as much as you pleased me."

"Pan, you'll always please me." He reassured her huskily.

Feeling more bold, she scooted between his legs and stared at his erected manhood. Pan swallowed hard. Cocking her head to one side, she studied her subject intently. It was big. She is pretty small. Pan swallowed some more. She's part saiyan, right? She can handle this. The engorged tip was wet with moisture and slowly, as if afraid to hurt him, Pan touched it tentatively with the tip of her finger. Trunks drew in a sharp breath and that encouraged her more. Rubbing the moisture experimentally around the head, she watched, fascinated as the thick shaft pulsed and twitched.

"Pan" Trunks groaned. "Now who's teasing." He involuntarily thrust his arousal up, rubbing himself on her hand. Pan loves this new power she has over him and the way he was twisting on the sheets. Lowering her head slowly, she licked at the beads of moisture pooling at the tip. Trunks thrust up again, wanting more. Pan settled herself more comfortably and took the head into her mouth. She held him down gently, not wanting to loose her control. Pan kept just the head in the mouth, sucking gently at first then with more strength. Trunks moaned loudly and struggle with the urge to pump into the wet heat.

Pan withdrew and trailed her tongue down the underside of his throbbing shaft. Her hand gripped the column close to the base and squeezed firmly. She moved her hand up and down, caressing and enticing the hard flesh. Trunks bucked and gave up to the urge and pumped into her hand. More moisture weep from the tip and Pan engulf as much of his arousal as she could. Between Pan's hot mouth and her firm grip, Trunks could not stop himself from orgasm if his life depends on it. Shouting a warning to Pan, too late, he came in her mouth.

Surprised but recovering quickly, Pan had little choice but to swallow. It wasn't as unpleasant as she thought, somewhat tangy and bittersweet. She continued to suck on his softening shaft as if to drain him of the precious essence. That's when she noticed that it was hardening again.

Trunks pulled her up and kissed her. "I told you you'll please me. Are you sure you want what's next?" he looked at her with concern. "I can wait of you're not ready."

Pan loved him even more. "I can't wait. I want to be yours now and forever. Make me yours, Trunks."

Trunks moved and positioned himself between her legs. Kami, she's so beautiful. Still kissing and plunging into her mouth, he slipped a finger into the cleft between her legs. Rubbing and probing gently he tried to prepare her. Pan was not as patience as Trunks. She thrust herself on his finger, wanting to take more of it inside her.

"Mmmm....Trunks...more.....now..." she groaned.

Shifting himself smoothly, he place the tip of his penis at her entrance and slowly push in. Pan gasped as she felt him fill her. The sensation was difficult to describe, pain yes, but there is something else as well. Trunks took his time and continue slowly. When he felt resistance, he looked at Pan and said, "This is going to hurt."

She nearly laughed. Taking the initiative and because she didn't want him to feel bad, Pan wrapped her legs around his waist and thrust down swiftly. It HURTED. The pain was blinding and she paused to catch her breath. Trunks gasped, shock and concern filled his eyes. Around them the air shifted and crackled as the second bond was formed.

"Pan, are you alright?" He leaned down and kissed her gently.

"I'm okay. There...it's getting better already." She reassures him and moved her hips to illustrate. She was still sore but the tingling feeling that was building inside her wanted release. "Move, damn it!" she growled teasingly.

Reassured that she's alright, he slowly move in and out of her. After a few strokes, Pan was again writhing and moaning beneath him. Her legs grip his waist tightly and she used that as leverage and meet him thrust for thrust. Trunks reveled at the hot tight heat he was embedded in and fought to hold off the surge of pleasure threaten to overcome him. He moved in and out of her in long slow stroke and when he felt her tighten around him, pumped faster and harder into her. Trunks found the crook of her neck and sucked and nibbled there. As he pumped faster and harder into her, his sucking and nibbling became harder. When Pan cried out her pleasure, he bit down on her neck, drawing blood. The sensation of her blood on his tongue drove him over the edge, and he shot his seeds deep inside her. Engrossed in the immense pleasure, he didn't even feel her teeth sinking into his shoulder or her delicate tongue lapping at the blood. A warm glow and a sense of completion filled them both as they held each other.

The third bond was completed.

Exhausted, they fell asleep in each other's arms. Dreaming of peace, joy and love in each other's company.


The end....



"Trunks....Trunks? Come in, Trunks." Bulma's voice can be heard faintly coming out of the time machine.

"Well maybe he's outside." Videl's voice chimed in.

"Isn't there a message machine or something?" Gohan wanted to know.

"WILL ALL OF YOU LEAVE THEM ALONE?" Bellowed Vegeta.





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Thank you very much for your patience and support. I hoped this chapter was up to your expectation. I had a great time writing it. Although the lemon was not as good as some other's I've read, I hope it's not too bad.

I'm posting a Vegeta and Bulma story next week. I've written it already just have to post it. No true DBZ fan can write fics without these two right?

Thanks again....please let me know what you really think. Feel free to contact me at [email protected] or [email protected]

Arigatou!!!!

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