Disclaimer: I do not OWN DBZ

idea from the story crystal hearts. This is my version of the story! So it's.. gonna be a lot different! o

A/N: Hello everyone!!! I'm Back!!! So I might not have finished Hurt One Last Time... but hey... I need a lot more time to work on it.. So here is a story that I do plan on finishing thank you very much! I have the story line all planned out!!! So HAHAHAHA!!! Yeah... I'm not sure about how long the whole story is going to be... but I'm gonna try and make it long okay??? I hope you all enjoy!!! o

Ages:

Pan: 17

Trunks: 20

' ' thoughts

" " speaking

Crystal Hearts

5 years ago . .. .

Son Pan ran for her life as three of her father's killers chased after her down the battered streets of Kasan City, the only thing that lite her way was the moonlight that blanked the entire city of Kasan. Her cloth shoes wore to the very sole, as she continued to run for her life, her face smeared with dirt and tears as her long tangled pony tail lashed behind her as she turned the corner to find her face to face with the end of the ally way. She ebony eyes widened with horror as she heard their footsteps grow louder as the approached closer to her whimpering form.

"Mommy... Daddy...!" She screamed when one of the thug's foot contacted with her back, sending her hurling to the brick ally wall.

"Daddy.." Another painful kick was sent to her side, causing blood to be coughed up as she tried to call for her parents.

But that was no use since her father was dead and her mother was gone, her mother had ran off with the precious treasure that her father had given her out of the love of his heart.

Her world was growing darker by the minute as the abuse continued, blood had gathered at the corners of her mouth, there was a trail of blood that had lead to her weaken, tattered body.

Can't anyone see that she needed help? How come no one would come and save her?

But suddenly a loud sickening crack could be hear echoing through out the ally way. Pan squinted her eyes close as she thought that they has finally broken her spine with all that kicking. But awkwardly there was a silence. The only movement that could be heard was the rising and falling of their shirts as they breathed in heavily. What broke the silence was the fall of one of the men. He had fallen right beside Pan. She opened her eyes since she thought she was no safer then she was before, realizing that she was staring into death it's self. She wanted to scream but nothing came past her lips, her ebony eyes were filled with shock as the dead man stared back at her. Splattered blood from the fallen man covered her frightened face and yet she could still easily read all the emotions that were left in his eyes, they were opened like the pages of a soft bound book.

And it scared her. He had died a very unpleasant death.

Slowly crawling into the corner of the ally wall, she watched the gory, brutal site before her unravel. She tried to listen in to what they were saying but she couldn't make out what they were saying. Those bustards must have broken one of her nerves then.

The two remaining killers had decided to stay and fight for their fallen friend's honor, even though nothing about him was honor able as they were the ones that tried to murder her whole family and had almost seceded. As Pan continued to watch the battle and struggle between the two men that had tried to kill her and someone other guy that had popped up out of no where, but what puzzled her the most was the she couldn't see the boy that they were fighting, she only saw his outline, tall, well built, she was guessing that he was around the ages of 15 and 17. Short hair that was in the mushroom cut. Every so often she would see a little more of his face as he was pushed a bit into moonlight but he quickly dodged back into the shadows of the ally. After all the men had fallen and the only one standing was him, the young man had averted his gaze to Pan, walking slowly in her direction stopping ever so often as Pan began to huddle back into the disgusting corner.

Now he stood in front of her, towering over the pathetic lump that Pan was. Carefully squatting down to Pan's eye level , they stared at each other eye to eye, ice blue met ebony. It was a quick moment before Pan stared to whimper. The boy was taken back by this action, he didn't know what had come over this boy.

Yup he thought that Pan was a boy. I mean who could tell? At the age of twelve, Son Pan wasn't much of a looker, she hadn't started to develop yet and besides, everyone in the city of Kasan that was upper class had long hair.

Suddenly a gentle hand came and grasped her shoulder, taking her into a warm embrace that quickly quieted down her sobs. She was shocked to find that a stranger would could be so kind.

The strangest thoughts ran through Pan's mind. ' WHAT THE HELL IS HE DOING?!?! Is he going to strangle me to death?'

The young man slowly pulled back to look at the 'boy' in the face as he spoke with him.

"Hey kid... your gonna be okay" Flashing Pan his white smile. If you asked me I'd think that Pan was a bit scared since he had a 180 flip in personality change from thug killer to gentle stranger then to weirdo weird. But then something suddenly caught her eye, it was purple!!! She finally realized that his hair was purple! Or maybe her eyes were playing tricks on her again since the

moonlight was reflecting off his purple strands. Before she could say anything, Pan had blacked out from loss of blood.

The young man looked at her with wide eyes to find her bleeding from her back with deep cuts, quickly gathering Pan in his arms he made a mad dash home.

While rushing down the cold streets with the injured boy, he never thought once about why he was carrying a stranger back to his house, normally he wouldn't give a rat's ass to what happens to stupid boys that get beaten by the street thugs or that's what he thought they were, but this one just caught his eyes. There was just something about this young boy that cause him to save him. Shaking his head lightly before turning the next corner down the deserted street. Lavender locks bouncing wildly on the top of his head.

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Pan groaned as her clutched her left side in pain. She rolled onto her flat stomach to find it just as painful. Thinking to herself she thought she must have eaten grandma Chi Chi's stinky tofu again.

" Ah.... I think I need to use the bathroom... err... grandma Chi Chi and her dam stinky tofu..." she grumbled out loud.

As she lifted her aching body from the bed she dragged herself to the bathroom, slapping her feet lazily on the stone floor.

'Wait... since when did I have stone floors?' She asked herself.

As she turned the corner and walked into what was supposed to be a nice shinny bathroom, instead there was a hole in the ground where the toilet was suppose to be, what covered the floor wasn't soft velvet, the sink... wasn't a sink... it was ..a wooden bucket, the bath was nothing like a bath at all! It was some big wooden barrel!

"WHAT THE FREAKEN HELL!!! WHERE'S MY BATHROOM?!?!" She screamed as she opened her ebony eyes fully. Turning around in full circles to get a good look at the place. Eyeing every piece of furniture in the room, soon her ebony orbs landed on a familiar pair of slacks. Looking down at her waist she discovered that she wasn't in her normal clothes. These weren't even her clothes at all!

'Oh shit... they must have caught me last night then... oh great.. I guess they made me into a slave since I'm wearing these.... these... things...' As she arched a black brow at her 'uniform'.

'I wonder how I got here then...'

'What other way is there for someone to end up in some random place Pan? YOU GOT CARRIED HERE!'

'Oh YEAH!'

'I'm so impossible aren't I?'

"Okay... I'm feeling dumb now..." She stated out loud.

"So I see that your awake, I take it that you had plenty of rest since you've been unconscious for three days." Pan wisped around in surprise since she didn't even hear him enter. She quickly covered up her shock with a stern glare.

"Who are you?" Bitterness masked her normally sweet tone of voice. Quickly adverting into a fighting stance. It was a bad habit of hers.

"Is this how you thank your saviors?" Giving Pan his trademark smirk he started to walk around the room and eyed her with his blue eyes that studied her as he paced slowly around her in circles. Pan's eyes never left his ice blue ones. She stared back just as intently and curious as his.

" By the way I'm Trunks, nice to meet you too." Trunks said with a sarcastic tone.

"Oh.. I'm Pan.. I'm sorry if I offended you." She spoke softly, she really didn't mean to make him mad, now he was defiantly gonna sell her off.

Glancing at the look that coved Pan's face was enough to prove to him that he hadn't meant the glare earlier. 'Poor thing... awww... I must have scared him... hahaha... damn... I'm bad aren't I?'

"Hey kid." Putting his hand on Pan's shoulder, causing her to look up at him instantly.

"Let's start over." Giving 'him' a warm smile.

"I'm Trunks" sticking out his right hand as a greeting gesture.

"I'm Pan, nice to meet you." Grasping his hand with a firm grip and giving it a friendly shake.

That was the being of Pan and Trunks.

A/N: YAYA!!! That was the first chapter ladies and gentlemen!

Yeah it was kind of short... but.. Hey I couldn't help it!!! Please review!!! NO FLAMES!!! I stopped writing my last story because of that!!! THEY GAVE ME WRITERS BLOCK!!!!

So be kind and give me some nice advice and reviews! o