Authors Note: You'll notice I changed a few things in the Dragonballz storyline. Gohan doesn't get together with Videl; however Goten marries and has Pan. (A/U). She's born when he is 20 (Trunks 21). Pan has a slightly different personality of course because of Gotens laid back personality and his wife.

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Chapter One-Problems in Brief House

Trunks flopped onto his bed. He had graduated from college and immediately his mother had enrolled him to be the successful heir to Capsule Corp. His day had become routine, waking up at 5:00am sharp by his father to do training. Just in case some threat to the world came again, then at 8:00am he was working in the office with his mother then there were board meetings and more paperwork. When he got home at 6:00 or later he was exhausted and miserable.

Trunks cellphone began ringing and he checked the caller Id; Goten. Goten was still in high school and having love problems with his off again, on again girlfriend Reiko. With a diluted sigh, Trunks answered the phone,

"What's up?"

"Reiko broke up with me, it's for good."

Trunks didn't respond, he didn't have the energy for his best friends love problems when he didn't have a girlfriend himself.

"I got a date with this new girl, you remember Kakyo?"

"Uh…yeah" Trunks lied.

"Yeah, so, I'll have to cancel our spar tomorrow"

"Alright, have fun." Trunks said

"Okay man, we'll spar soon though, bye."

"Bye" Trunks hung up the phone and began changing into his sleepwear. Goten and him had always been the popular guys that every girl wanted to date. But several dates and girlfriends later, he hadn't found a girl worth dating. He was only eighteen and already starting to feel pressure to settle down from Bulma, though she didn't marry father until she was thirty. Trunks thought ironically before slipping under the covers and falling asleep.

A large crash woke him up followed by footsteps from his mother,

"Trunks come down stairs now!"

Trunks looked at his clock groggily, "Mom, its 2:35 in the morning."

Bulma reached out and grabbed her son by the ear, "March!" Trunks reluctantly followed her in only his boxers and a white shirt. Bulma led him to the lab where she had been experimenting on some sort of time compressor. Bulma turned and whispered to Trunks at the bottom of the steps.

"I turned on the machine to test it, and instead of making me younger, some black haired teenager popped out, she looks so much like chi-chi did!"

Trunks yawned and peeked through the door. Sure enough, a girl with black hair and dark eyes was wandering around the room casually, unaware that they were watching her.

"So, who is she?" Trunks asked.

"I don't know…but she called me Bulma." She started, "I was alarmed."

Trunks sighed and opened the door and met the girl in the middle of the room. The girl stopped for a moment and looked at him before saying softly, "Trunks-san?"

Trunks and Bulma were taken back and Bulma spoke again first, "How do you know Trunks?"

"Because he's your son, Bulma, just like Vegeta is his father."

Trunks looked at his mother, "What's your name?"

"Pan, but how did I end up here?" Pan said curiously.

"I'm sorry…my machine brought you here." Bulma apologized.

"Don't be sorry, now is a better time than the future." Pan looked at Trunks and stuttered, "I'm sorry, I haven't even introduced myself."

Trunks took note of the girl, she looked to be about 14 and something was oddly familiar about the aura…but that aura it couldn't be.

"My name is Pan, I'm fourteen years old and champion in the junior vision of martial arts, my mother is Ayla, but she is deceased…you both know my father of course."

Bulma stopped, "I'm sorry Pan…who is your father?"

"One guess! I'm ½ of what trunks is!"

Trunks thought a minute, 'I'm half a sayian, are you saying that you're a sayian?" Trunks had always been considered clever and cunning and quick to reach conclusions, a trait he shared with his father.

"Yes," Pan nodded happily, "I'm Goten's daughter!"

Trunks and Bulma's mouths dropped, "But, then in the future you were here with your family…this is bad…we need to get you home…"

Pan looked at the destroyed machine that had brought her there and then at Bulma who looked at Trunks, "Then, you're here until I can get this fixed."

Bulma examined the machine and sighed picking up loose and broken parts, 'This could take weeks, maybe a month…" Pan nodded, "its ok…doesn't worry about it, this way I can see everyone when they weren't old..." Bulmas face turned red with rage, "OLD?!" Trunks stepped in to intervene, "Mother, she didn't mean it like that..."

Bulma brushed herself off and calmed down, "Well, then Pan, I guess you're stuck with us for a while, Trunks can help you find a room upstairs to stay in, if you don't mind, Goten might not be happy to find his daughter bugging him, and it'll corrupt the timeline." Pan nodded and turned to Trunks who led her up the stairs to a spare bedroom next to his.

"Here, mom and I will get you some clothes tomorrow when we go shopping." Trunks rummaged through a drawer and found a small set of pjs that fit Pan and she blushed, "Thank you, Trunks..."

Trunks nodded. He was curious as to what everyone would be like in the future, but knew that learning such details could alter the future. He checked to make sure everything was alright with Pan one last time before telling her goodnight and slipping back to his room.

When all was quiet Pan was restless. In her timeline, trunks was over 30, he wasn't married but because of his sayian blood he could easily have passed for a man in his mid-twenties. She had always been fascinated by him, just from the pictures and stories about him she had heard. Now only a few feet away he slept soundly as a teenager like her. Vegeta had intrigued her as well; the gruff man had a soft spot for his daughter, Bra. However, when it came to others, excluding Bulma, he was a different case; from the stories and videos of him she had seen and heard. Pan heard Bulma coming up the stairs and quickly snuggled under her covers. She tried not to remind herself what was happening so fast. In only a few minutes she had been sparing with Trunks and the next she was in the past with a Trunks her own age. It excited her, and at the same time made her heart skip a beat. Without another thought she drifted off to sleep, waiting the next morning when her and Trunks would go shopping.

Chapter two

"Please mom,