A/N: Hi everyone! Welcome to my story. ummm... Let's see... oh right! I don't own Dragonball, that honor belongs to Akira Toriyama. Just to warn you further, this is NOT a Trunks/Pan story, it's a Vegeta/Pan story. If you have a problem with that I suggest you not read this. There is also going to be a decent amount of lemon a bit later on, and just for heads up, Trunks is pretty mentally unstable in this fic... (but for good reason).

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"Hey Vegeta-sama!" I called as I walked through the kitchen of Capsule Corp.

He growled back at me, but I ignored him and continued on.

"I'm going out to the park for a few hours, but I'll be back to train before noon. I promise to be careful."

"You should be training now, gaki." He answered back to me, but the look on his face said that if I got into any trouble, I'd better call for him. "Keep out of trouble." He growled again.

"I will! Arigato Ouji-sensei!" With that I ran outside and flew off towards my favorite park.

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Today was sunny. The sun was a bright new key unlocking a myriad of blues across the sky. It warmed the air as well as my pretty little park. A light breeze ruffled through my hair. I smiled as I watched the children play around me. Some of the children of Satan City squealed as they scampered barefoot over the endless emerald green carpet of grass, and others giggled as they played between the flowering trees. However the majority of them were splashing around in the clear, brilliant pond. I loved that pond. It sparkled and shone like a jewel, with only sweet sakura marring it's glittering surface.

I came to this park quite often, mainly because it reminded me of my parents, and the times they brought me here as a child. I missed them a lot... It hurt so much not to have them around me; supporting me as I grew up.

Five years ago, they had taken a vacation to outer space. The going away party Bulma just had to throw them was the last time I saw either of them. I started to blink away the tears forming in my eyes. The banner above the doorway was so pretty. It read "Bon Voyage, Gohan and Videl!".

The trip was only supposed to last 2 months. But as a year rolled by after that, everyone began to say they might not come back. I asked Vegeta-sama once if he could feel my parents ki anywhere. After all, he was the strongest being on Chikyuu. He responded that he didn't waste good training time doing useless favors.

Still, the next day I saw him in deep meditation, and when he came in for lunch he told me that he could feel the sightest glimmer of my otousan's ki, but it was very far away, and he wasn't sure if my father would ever make it back. I was so devastated when he told me that, I wanted to scream at him and call him a mean liar, but the finality in his voice stopped me. He wasn't being mean, and he wasn't patronizing me, which made me respect him a whole lot more.

Vegeta also decided I should stay with them for the time being. He cited the reason that he wanted to train me, but somehow I don't think that was the only reason. Much to my surprize, though, he's a very good teacher. I'm so much more powerful now than when I started training with him.

The fact is I respect Vegeta a lot. He's so collected and powerful and commanding. He's also been through quite a lot in his lifetime, and subsequently has gained a good amount of wisdom. Everything he does is for a purpose, or has a meaning to it. He commands respect with every ounce of himself. I like that.

"Konneechwaa!" A small boy that had just run up to me stated.

"Konnichiwa!" I answered right back. "What's your name?"

"Isanji Touka. I just turned yon!" He seemed inordinatly excited.

"Well Touka-chan, hajimemashite. How would you like to go play on the swings with me?"

"Fun! Fun!!" he replied.

I laughed as I got up and sat on a swing nearby me, next to the one Touka-chan had perched himself on. As I did, I felt His presence. It was a powerful, dark, evil, disturbed ki, that was nothing like Goten-ojisan or Ouji-sensei's. I shivered. I only knew one person with ki that cold. Trunks. He was watching me.

"Touka-chan, you need go to your kaasan. Now." I said as quickly and quietly as possible. The tone in my voice had just the right mixture of authority and fear. He ran away, crying a bit.

"Tsk, tsk, Pan-chan. You've made him cry. That wasn't very nice of you." I heard the cold laughter that accompanied it, and knew Trunks was intent on playing with me.

He had been interested in me for awhile now, and it scared me. Only Vegeta-sama had enough power to protect me from Trunks. Goten-ojisan spent his time in the dojo he owned a few towns over. He didn't want anything to do with Trunks anymore, and for good reason. Trunks wasn't sane.

It all started when Bulma-san died three years ago. After her funeral Trunks just wasn't the same. At first he became really quiet, and tunneled himself in work at Capsule Corp. We didn't exactly know what to do. He had been much closer to her than any of the rest of us had been. His emotions were very much like the Chikyuu-jins, and he liked running C.C. much more than fighting now. As we left him alone to sort out his feelings, he developed another persona. It was such a contrast to the aloof quietness we had come to associate with him. It was moody and violent.. and sick.

"Cat got your tounge?" he whispered against my neck. I tried to repress the fear induced shiver that ran up my spine.

"Go.. away.. Trunks.." I choked back at him.

Too bad for Paresu and I he was also female-hungry. Up until last year, Paresu was dating my uncle Goten. They really liked each other, and I guess that just snapped something in Trunks' head. He decided he had 'fallen in love' with her. Trunks began stalking her and harrassing her until she filed a restraining order. I can remember Goten-ojisan being indecisive about who he should side with: his best friend since childhood, or his girlfriend. Poor ojisan was crushed when she broke up with him for sympathizing with Trunks. But all of us thought this whole thing was a stage he would get over if we just gave him enough time.

I remember ojisan crying in his room for two weeks afterward. He missed her so much that he started to really hate Trunks for what happened. His hate then was nothing compared to his reaction from what Trunks did a bit later...

Paresu was found beaten in her apartment before the end of the week.

I still get nightmares from the way her blood coated everything in the room, and the choked sobs my uncle belowed when she died three days later.

I heard another whisper in my ear that made my skin crawl.

"Pan... my darling... I miss you... don't you want me?.." His voice grated through my head, as his hand began to stroke my face and neck.

"Go away Trunks." I stated more firmly this time. I was thoroughly disgusted.

"That's no way to respect the love of your life, Pan." He spit out my name like it was castor oil. "I'm going to have to teach you how to properly honor me." Trunks was angry now. He grabbed my arms roughly, and I could see in his ice blue eyes that he wanted to see me in pain.

I noticed he was still talking, but then my mind blanked out.

Oh kami please make him stop the pain hurts Dende make him go away my arms numbing hes choking me now I cant breathe my lungs are burning kami stop him why wont you help me why wont anyone stop him stars in my eyes I cant see him anymore the pain is killing me stop stop I want to live stop I cant feel my body Then...

Air. Sweet, beautiful air. I noticed I was on the ground wheezing. I could see him standing over me now, not too far away.

"See what happens when you disrespect me?" He was laughing now. It was high and peircing, and it made my head throb.

"I'll see you soon my love..." He breathed into my left ear as he dragged me up off the ground. With that he walked away leaving me to collapse on to the swing. I was taking in deep gulps of air, trying to calm myself. Only one thing ran through my mind.

'I need to get home...'

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A/N: Anno, what did you think? I want to put some Lemon in the next chapter, but I'm not sure it would work. I have a couple more chapters planned out for this already, but after that, I'm open to suggestion. If you don't like my story, I'd love it if you reviewed and told me, but I only take good criticism, where you tell me why you don't like it.

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