No One Can Deny

by: trunkslover1

Disclaimer: I don't own anything but the nice little plot.

A/N: This is a T/M and I am just warning you. (Pan-16, Uub-16, Trunks-17, Marron-17, Bra-15). Also, I want to thank all the peeps who wrote Mulan Rouge. I saw one of the scenes in the beginning that I got the idea for the play...anyway on with the fic. Enjoy!

Pan walked up to the form that was hanging on the Orange Star High Schools' main board. She looked around the abandoned hall just to make sure no one happened to be watching her. She forged her boyfriend's name onto the sheet and ran off. This was the only way he would find another person to love...just like she had.

It had been a few months since she and Uub expressed their feelings toward each other. It had happened when they had run into each other at the mall a few weeks prior. After spending the whole day shopping, eating, and talking, Uub was the first to crack. He had told her how, ever since they were young, he had loved Pan. She had decided she would tell her boyfriend about Uub and the sheet incident tonight. These past four month she felt so guilty and now was time for him to face the reality. Pan's phone rang as she was walking to her car. She dug through her purse until she finally got a hold of it. 'Stupid thing. I need to get a smaller bag.' Pan flipped it open and answered it

"Hello?"

"Hey, baby!" Trunks sounded cheerful. Pan had been neglecting him lately due to all the guilt she felt. He was probably just happy to hear her voice.

"Hi, Trunks." She replied. She did her best at trying to sound like she was glad that he called.

"I was wondering if you would meet me at Oliver's Cafe at three?" He questioned.

"Uh...sure, Trunks. See you then." She hung up the phone without even saying good-bye. She needed to tell him or else she was going to go crazy with shame.

Pan got into her car and started heading to the mall. She wanted an outfit that made her look alright, but screamed, 'I just want to be your friend!' After an hour, she stumbled across a white, linen dress. It was beautiful, but not sexy. The dress' scoop neckline came up to just beneath her collarbone. As she was paying, she looked at her watch. 'Crap. It's already ten till three.' Pan grabbed the receipt and bag from the cashier and scrambled to her car.

Pan got to the café fifteen minutes late, but it looked like Trunks didn't mind. As soon as he saw Pan, he kissed her on the mouth, or at least tried to. Pan turned her head swiftly and Trunks came in contact with her cheek. He looked at her with hurt as she darted her eyes from his gaze. The couple sat down awkwardly and a few minutes later Trunks broke the silence,

"Is something bothering you? You've been acting weird lately."

"I'm fine. I guess." Pan tried to keep up a friendly conversation so that breaking the news to Trunks wasn't so hard. The waitress gave the couple their check and Pan asked if they could step outside, hoping Trunks wouldn't make any sort of scene. Trunks opened the door for Pan and the two took a walk outside in the freshness of the springtime.

"Trunks, these past two months I haven't been totally truthful with you." Trunks stopped walking. She could feel his mood change suddenly. He had begun to put two and two together. Pan had to admit that he had received excellent logical reasoning between his parents.

"What do you mean?" He stuttered out with a disbelieving smirk. He didn't trust his conclusion.

"I mean…" It was harder to get out now then it was when she had admitted her feelings to Uub. "I have been wanting to see Uub."

"What?" Trunks' response came in a dark whisper.

"We told each other how we truly felt about the other last was and we've been waiting to see each other. That is, we were waiting until I told you about us. Trunks I think I'm in love, and I'm really sorry it couldn't be with you." She looked at the man in front of her, he looked pale and had stopped breathing.

"I am so sorry, Trunks." That's all that she could think to say. Pan started to tell the rest as fast as she could. "Look, I signed you up for tryouts for the play they are putting on at school, you know 'No One Can Deny.' I really think it will help you get back with girls who would die to be with you." Pan looked down as she heard Trunks let out a devastated sigh. "Come on, you are the most popular boy in high school. You could have any girl you wanted!"

"I really don't want anyone else." His jaw was clenched so hard, he almost broke his teeth. The smoldering, livid look that he shot Pan made her melt in guilt. She thought that this was going to end the remorse, not bring more on.

"Right now, maybe not, but later…Look I've got to go." She kissed his cheek in a bittersweet last kiss and he clenched his fists.

When Trunks walked through the door of his home, it was apparent what had happened. Bulma felt the pain that was expressed in his face. No mother wants to see their child hurt.

"Oh, Trunks…" She started, but she was cut off. Trunks shot her a warning glare and put his hand up to show he didn't want to talk. He then proceeded to barge on up to his room. Bulma looked at Vegeta who was sitting at the table having a snack. Motioning to the door with her head she gave him a glare.

"Oh! And what do you want me to do?" He sent sarcastically to her over their bond.

"Talk to him! Vegeta, I think that he might need you on this one!" Vegeta just sighed, knowing that it was no use trying to argue and sauntered upstairs. He stood before the closed door of Trunks' bedroom before finally knocking.

"Trunks, open up. It's me."

"Dad, now is defiantly not the time."

"I came all the way up here, so the least you can do is let me talk."

"I just can't, okay?"

"You seem to be talking fine right now boy. Let me in."

"Dad! I really do not want to talk." Trunks' voice had an edge that Vegeta knew all too well. Vegeta knew that he just needed to let the boy cool off for awhile. Finally he just shrugged to the door.

"Suit yourself. " He then strode down the stairs and shook his head at Bulma before turning on the TV. She bit her lip, knowing this had to have been bad for Trunks to act like this.

A lovely blonde had been going for her weekly run outside Capsule Corporation at six that night. She had been thinking about Trunks since she hadn't seen him in awhile, and that's when she noticed she had arrived to her best friend's house. Thinking that subconsciously she had been drawn there, she went and knocked on the front door.

"Hello, Marron!" () Bulma greeted the girl with glee. Perhaps she was just what Trunks needed to take his mind off of whatever was bothering him.

"Hi! I came by to say hello to Trunks and Bra and see if they wanted to hang out."

"Both of them are home, but Trunks is up in his room with his door locked. He won't eat or talk to us, but I think you're just the person he needs." Bulma told her with a mischievous glance. Marron smiled and walked in the doorway. She looked into the kitchen and saw Bra pouring herself over a project.

"Hey Bra! What's up?" Marron smiled at her younger friend.

"Ugh. School is such a killer! I have this project for Mr. Chou's class due tomorrow, and I still have a lot to get done!" Bra sighed and rubbed her forehead.

"So I guess that means you aren't available for hanging with me or your pathetic brother." Bra laughed.

"Yeah. I'm sorry, Mar. I really wish I could."

"That's alright. Your project needs you." Marron smiled at Bra before exiting to head up to Trunks' room.

"What?" Asked an irritated voice on the other side. 'When will my family give it a rest?'

"Trunks? It's me, Marron. Can I come in?"

Okay! There you go. The first chapter. The next one will hopefully get more exciting. I promise. So what will happen? (NO THIS ISN'T A LEMON!) Will Trunks let her talk to him or just shut her out like all the others? Read and find out!

TL1