Disclaimer: all dbz belongs to akira toriyama! I wish it was mine tho…gohan wat a hottie…=9

A/N: NOOO!!! I'm NOT READY FOR COLLEGE!

Wishing

By: Lotus

            She was alone.  Her eyes shifted to the side as she sadly breathed in the crisp winter air.  The run down houses seemed so lonely, so cold, and so unhappy.  This Christmas was going to be awful.  She thought as she continued walking.  She fought back tears as she remembered years ago, how happy they were.

            "Otousan!" The little girl with black hair exclaimed as she ran up to a tall well built man.

            "Panny! Are you being a good little girl?" He asked as he kissed her nose.

            "Hai!" She giggled.  "Okaasan and I made wishing cookies!"

            "Wishing cookies?" Her father sat down on a chair with her on his lap.

            "Mm.." She dugged in her pocket and produced a oddly shaped cookie with a smiley on it.  "You make a wish and eat it."

            "All right.  Let's give it a try."  He closed his eyes for a moment and popped it in his mouth. 

            "What did you wish for?" She asked.

            "Happiness."  Her father smiled as he kissed her head.

            "Happiness."  Her voice seemed loud in the quietness.  She kicked aside a pile of debris and a cat ran out from under it.  "Gomen."  She murmured.  Christmas was her favorite time of the year, even more than her birthday.  But this year, there was no reason to celebrate it.

            "Pan, I'm sorry."  The woman with black hair and blue eyes looked up at her as she held onto her hand.

            "What for, Okaasan?" She whispered as she brought her hand to her face.

            "I can't spend Christmas with you."  She said.  "It's your favorite holiday."

            "Okaasan, don't say that."  Pan laughed.  "You'll pull through! It's just a cold."

            "Hai."  Her mother smiled as she closed her eyes.  That night, Videl Satan passed away.

            Her eyes began to tear as she sought not to cry.  Saiyains don't cry.  She shook her head as she fell to the ground, trying to stop the tears.  "I'm sorry, Otousan.  I can't stop."  She said as she sobbed.  "Everything went wrong.  Happiness never came." 

            "Happiness?" Chibi Pan looked up at her father and cocked her head to the side. 

            "Yes.  What do you want to wish for?" He asked as they entered the kitchen.  Her mother turned around and produced the last batch of cookies from the oven.  Videl took a cookie and knelt down to her level. 

            "Snow."  She smiled as she took the cookie from her mother and popped it in her mouth.

            Something cold brushed her cheek and she opened her eyes.  They fell one by one, until the sky became dark and it started falling by the thousands.  She stood up as they fell on her face, each one icy cold.

            "Snow."  Her father laughed.  "How about you, Videl?" He asked, turning to her mother.  He picked up a cookie and handed it to her.  She looked at the star on the oddly shaped cookie and she looked up at the two of them.

            "I wish for hope."  She said as she popped it in her mouth.

            "Hope."  Pan opened her eyes and twirled in the snow, laughing as she danced with the falling snowflakes.  Her black hair swung about in its long ponytail and her cheeks became rosy.  Breathless she fell on the ground and she sighed.  Exhaustion had been getting to her and she fell on her back as she stared up at the sky.  She heard footsteps approach her and she wearily glanced at the boots that stopped beside her.  She noticed the familiar logo on it and she smiled weakly.  "Capsule Corp."  She breathed as her eyes closed.  A pair of strong arms picking her up was the last thing she felt.

***

            She awoke in unfamiliar surroundings and she sat up at once.  Her eyes roamed the room she was in and she clutched the warm blanket closer to her.  The atmosphere seemed so familiar.  "You're awake."  She jumped when she heard a voice from the door and her eyes darted to the speaker.  His hair was lavender and his eyes a beautiful blend of blue.  He crossed the room and sat down on the bed.  He raised a hand and she cringed as he touched her forehead.  "Good, you're not running a fever anymore."

            "Where am I?" She asked, feeling stupid.

            "My house."  He replied as he got up.  "Are you hungry?" He asked.

            "A little."  She admitted. 

            "Good, I just made some stew."  He smiled as he got up and she slid the blanket off her lap.  She blushed when she realized she was wearing a white nightgown.  "I got my housekeeper to change you."  He explained as he handed her a warm robe.  "Your clothes were wet."

            "Oh.  I'm sorry for the trouble."  Her eyes were downcast as she stared at her bare feet.  A pair of slippers was placed in front of her and she looked up.

            "Your feet must be cold."  He said.

            "Ah.  Arigatou."  She replied.  His eyebrows rose a bit and he escorted her down the hallway.  He was led into a kitchen and he pulled out a chair for her.  She blushed and sat down and he easily scooted her closer to the table. 

            "Trunks."  He said as he went over to the stove. 

            "What?" She stammered.  He laughed.

            "My name is Trunks."  He said.

            "Oh, I'm Pan."  She responded as she clasped her hands together.

            "Pan, eh?" He placed a large bowl of stew in front of her and her eyes widened.  He sat down across from her with an equally large bowl.  "Is there a last name to go with that?" He asked after a moment.

            "Son."  She whispered.  The spoon in his hand clattered on the table.

            "I'm sorry?" He coughed.

            "Son."  She repeated as she stared at him. 

            "Son? Who is your father?" He asked, softly.  Pan stared into her stew and clenched her spoon.  Tears gathered in her eyes as she hatefully tried to stop them.

            "He was Son Gohan."  She replied as the spoon in her hand snapped.  Trunks stared at her hand for a moment and his gaze turned to her downcast head. 

            "Panny, it is you."  He chuckled.  Her head rose up fast as she stared at him.  "I've been searching for you since forever."  He reached out and brushed the tears from her eyes.  "Ne, don't cry.  Saiyains don't cry."  Her dam broke and she collapsed on the table, her forehead on her arms. 

Trunks got out of his chair and wrapped his arms around her.  She sobbed in his shoulder as he stroked her back.  After a long while, she was quiet and Trunks thought she had fallen asleep.  He picked her up and carried her to her room and for the second time, he realized that she was abnormally light.

            "I don't remember you."  She said.  He froze in mid step and continued up the stairs.  "But I know you.  I know who you are.  There are a lot of things that I can't remember."

            "Are you sure?  Did something happen to your memory?" He asked.

            "I suffered a concussion when I was little and I had some amnesia."  She told him.  "I couldn't remember my name until a few days later."

            Trunks gently placed her on the bed and drew the covers to her chin.  "I'll bring you up some stew.  I'll be right back."  He touched her hair and quietly walked out the door.  Once outside, he leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

            "Gohan!" Videl screamed in terror.  Gohan and Trunks turned at her cry and saw Videl pointing at something in the sky.  Her eyes were wide and her hand was shaking.  Trunks looked up and narrowed her eyes.  Juunanagou and Juuhachigou stood in the air, watching them with interest.

            "Trunks-kun! You came to visit!" Pan giggled in delight as she ran toward them.  They stared at the young girl and Trunks ran towards her.

            "Pan, don't come any closer!" He yelled with fear.  She stopped in confusion and was suddenly knocked back; her limp body slid on the ground and stopped a few feet away.  Juunanagou stood in front of him with satisfaction all over his face.  Trunks shook with anger as he stared at her.  Blood ran down the side of her head.

            "Oh Dende!" Videl screamed as she tried to run toward her.  Gohan caught Videl in his grasp and threw a glance at Juuhachigou.  He clenched his teeth as Videl fought to get away from him. 

            "Sssh.  They might attack you too."  He said, softly. 

            Trunks narrowed his eyes.  "How could you?" He demanded in a harsh whisper.  "How could you hit an innocent child?"

            "She has to learn her place."  Juunanagou smirked.  "She has to learn that she is inferior."

            "You monster!" Trunks yelled as he slammed his fist into his face.

            She couldn't remember him.  He stood up slowly and walked down the stairs.  He searched for her in hope that she wasn't dead.  Now he had found her and she was sleeping safely upstairs.  He took the two bowls of untouched stew and placed it back in the pot.  He smiled to himself as he stirred it.

            "Pan…"

-to be continued ^_~-