Author's Note: As background information, Pan is NOT Sayian. I repeat, she is NOT Saiyan. The Briefs and the Son's do not know each other. The Briefs are Sayian and the Chestnuts are their close family friend. ALSO!! There will be Marron bashing, not because I hate her but because it goes with the plot. Marron lovers shouldn't read this if they find it offensive. Like I said, it goes with the plot so I had to use her. It's not too bad but you have been warned. Other questions will likely be answered in the story, you just have to go with it for it is AU.

Chapter One: Deception

"Tricks and treachery are the practice of fools, that don't have brains enough to be honest" – Benjamin Franklin

Shin-Shin's Café is a cozy little coffee shop located a few blocks down from Capsule Corporation. It was a hang-out spot for the employer's of the big firm including the neighborhood. Designed in rich Earth colors such as cream, brown, tan, and mahogany on the inside and a simple brick building on the outside, the architecture of it gave the café its special homey feel as a finishing touch.

Thus, one simple young woman sat inside, consuming the atmosphere as she poured her heart out through her tears.

Pan sat numb in a little corner wrapped in her wintery outfit. Her eyes stayed unfocused while she held a random magazine she picked up at the entrance in front of her face. She faked interest so the customers inside did not glance her way. If they saw what a mess she was in – her entire dignity would be torn and her pride had taken enough hits because of him. All she could do now was to blame him for everything. The one man responsible for her lonely state and silent tears. The man responsible for her heart breaking into irreparable pieces.

It was a shame, to think that a boy could break her until she could no longer function correctly. She scolded herself for being so caught up in the happiness, obliviously ignorant. Something that great was, in fact, too good to be true and she found out the hard way.

Pan sniffed, rubbing her nose with the back of her hand. Her eyes burned from the tears, her nose stinging from wiping it so much. Never had she felt so deceived in her life. She felt completely idiotic just thinking about it. But there is always a first time for everything.

Her lips thinned as another sob racked her body. By then, people began whispering - muttering questions of her behalf. Pan frowned. The last thing she needed was pity from strangers. Though a comforting hand would have been nice, her pride was damaged enough and she couldn't take anymore blows to her integrity.

Closing the magazine, she stood up to leave. A sudden chill spread through her body, making her shiver and hug her warm fur coat to her chest tightly. Her eyes glossed over in pain. It was the same fur coat he bought her on their first year anniversary.

She sighed miserably. It was time she began forgetting about the memories. Because that's all they were. Unattainable thoughts of the past.

She pulled the hood over her head and left the coffee shop, hearing a ding as the door closed behind her.

The icy wind blew on her face as she slowly made her way back to the place her so-called boyfriend worked. Capsule Corporation. With each step came a flooding memory of what she witnessed earlier.

Making her way through the corridors of Capsule Corp., Pan ran to catch the closing doors of the elevator. She was running late for her lunch date with her boyfriend and waiting for another elevator was like waiting for world peace. Nearly impossible. Luckily someone saw her and stopped the doors from completely closing.

Who knew she was blindly walking into a disaster?

Pan ran in and panted heavily, "Floor twelve, please."

There was a deep chuckle, making Pan blink and stare at the person. It was none other than Trunks Vegeta Briefs. Her boyfriend's boss and somewhat close friend.

Over the year Pan had dated Uub, she found herself talking to the President of Capsule Corp while waiting for her Mohawk man to finish. Trunks was usually available around the time Pan showed up due to his one hour break before Uub left.

Uub was the Vice President of the company, falling under Mrs. Briefs, the Chairwoman and mother of Trunks Briefs. During the time, Pan found herself amused and entertained by Trunks.

She had expected him to be a grouch or perhaps a stuck up business man, or even a womanizer but she found herself to be completely wrong. Trunks was one the most down to Earth person she had met. Pan even found herself slightly, no, completely impressed, by his modesty. Something Uub was beginning to lack.

Ever since he became Vice President, Uub was cockier than ever. Ordering her around like a slave and whatnot. But Pan pushed those thoughts away. Uub had his sweet side he rarely showed anyone and Pan was glad that she was the one of the few who saw it.

"You're in a hurry today," he commented playfully.

Pan grinned sheepishly, "Yeah, I'm actually running late. I'm doing one of those "surprise" lunch dates. But you have so many people working here that I can't get through the crowd, much less catch an elevator."

Trunks chuckled, "Well, you're in luck, because we're here."

Pan thanked him and was about to take off once again, until Trunks grabbed her by the arm. She spun around in confusion. Trunks grinned down at her and handed her an envelope.

"Something in the mail for him," he simply said.

Pan nodded and took the envelope, fingers slightly brushing his. A jolt of electricity swarmed her fingers as she made her way to the Vice President's door.

As she was about to turn the knob and walk in, she heard noises from his office. Figuring he was in an important meeting she took a few steps back allowing him privacy. Standing a few feet in distance, Pan hummed a tune.

Few moments later, she sighed, and began making strides back and forth between the President and VP's door.

Hands behind her back, Pan lightly kicked the floor as she waited for him to finish. He had told her before that walking in while he was in a meeting was very unprofessional . Not to mention the scolding she received about his image as a businessman.

Apparently, Trunks saw her walking around and invited her in his office.

"Are you the new security guard my mom hired?" Trunks teased.

Pan laughed at the idea and winked in a friendly way. "You know it! I kick ass!"

Trunks nodded his head, "Well, you look way more attractive than the last one, I'll tell you that."

Pan giggled nervously, blushing at the compliment. They continued talking for what seemed like hours until Pan looked at her watch.

Trunks suddenly seemed to realize something, "Weren't you and Uub supposed to be on that surprise lunch date?"

Pan sighed, "Yeah, but it's too late now. I guess that meeting is going to take up his lunch break."

Trunks seemed confused. "Meeting?" He repeated.

Pan nodded, not understanding Trunks' confusion. "Yeah, I heard a bunch of noises inside the office."

She saw Trunks turn to his computer and type in some combination of letters. He seemed to analyze the document until he leaned back, turning the computer screen to where Pan could see it clearly.

It was Uub's schedule.

"He's not in a meeting, Pan. Or at least, he's not supposed to be." Trunks bit his lip unable to give Pan a correct explanation.

Pan paled considerably at a second thought, but she laughed it off. Waving her hands at the man in front of her, she shook her head. Nah, he wasn't cheating on her. This was Uub. The man that made her wishes come true and dreams a reality.

"Maybe I should – " Pan got up to leave but was stopped by Trunks.

"Let me go in. If it is a meeting, he won't get mad at you for barging in." Trunks offered a smile and stood up as well.

Pan looked down, "You know?"

Trunks turned to her, his eyes reflecting unmistakable sadness.

"I heard," he corrected her.

Pan breathed in deep, as everything came back to her.

Standing in front of Uub's office door, Trunks leaned in to listen closely. It was very indistinct until he pressed his ear completely against the door. His eyes widened as he recoiled.

Pan didn't wait for him to explain – she opened the door completely and came to an abrupt stop with the sight in front of her.

Not bothering to register who the girl was, Pan left as swiftly as she had came in, dropping the envelope on the ground.

Her breath hitched in her throat as a sob developed. Gasping for breath, Pan stopped in front of the large dome. She wanted so desperately to go inside and demand an explanation from him. Then perhaps leave with a complimentary slap on his face, but she couldn't find the nerves to do so. How long had it been going on? Every time he told her he was in a meeting, was he out screwing a girl? How did she miss all this?

Pan smiled ruefully at the situation, "Too much trust."

A hand on her shoulder snapped her out of her revere. She looked up, puffy eyed at the disturber only to find the handsome lavender haired man looking at her with those sad blue eyes. She didn't recall anyone coming outside but she pushed the sudden curiosity away.

"I wanted to make sure you were ok – and if there's anything I can do." He offered a warm smile, but it didn't meet his eyes.

Pan shook her head and tried her best to return the gesture. She failed.

"I'm fine," her voice cracked.

He reached into his pocket and grabbed a business card. Turning it over, he pulled out a pen from the inside of his suit jacket and wrote down a number.

"Give me a call if you need anything," he insisted, pushing the card into her nimble, shaking hands.

On impulse, Pan hugged him with all her might. She wiped a tear away and smiled a brilliant, temporary, smile.

"Thanks."

Pan walked away, looking back at the man who desired to help her through her situation. He waved at her and walked inside the building. She turned her head back around, hugging herself close as tears brimmed her eyes once again.