Secret last names

Authors note: I guess I'm giving writing fanfiction another try. I've never written anything other than Bulma and Vegeta fanfics so getting into Trunks and Pan's characters have been a bit challenging and I apologize if they are out of character and If you don't like my fanfic. If you don't like it I would really appreciate if you kept any reviews rated Teen…not mature. The last thing I want to do is offend (or be offended) people…it's just some people don't know how to be nice and keep mean comments to themselves. (sorry… I had one reviewer who I had to report for abuse and I ended up blocking him/her from my account…so I don't want any of you to be offended in any way)

I would like to give many thanks to Princess of all saiya-jins who helped me come up with the idea for this fanfics and gave me lots of support to continue. (though I must admit I don't care much for TrunksxPan (no offence to the people who do like them together)) Many thanks :3

Trunks

I awoke to the sound of my alarm clock. I rolled over and glared at it hoping it would shut up and let me get ten more minutes of sleep…I sighed and shut the contraption off.

I showered, dressed and went downstairs for breakfast. Today was my first day as a senior at high-school, my last year…finally.

I still don't understand why my mom made me attend a public school…I mean she's always telling us how she is a genius and how wonderful she is so can't she just teach me what I need to know…I am the smartest in the school by the way.

Oh and just in case you haven't guessed who I am yet…My name is Trunks. Trunks Briefs, heir to the capsule corporation…my mothers business. My mom's Bulma Briefs in case you didn't know. My dad…Vegeta is a strange man to say the least. He has a tail and can fly and shoot laser beams and…well you get the picture. Then there is my annoying younger sister Bulla. She looks just like mom…but acts like dad…She's starting high-school this year.

I quickly ate breakfast and grabbed my backpack.

"Bye Mom. Bye Dad." I said, before running outside and flying off towards school. I land a couple of blocks away from the school and start to walk. I didn't want any more attention than I already got. Everyone knew I was the heir to a really rich company and everyone wanted to be my friends because of it…if they knew I could fly…well…I think you understand.

I reach the school and walk inside. As I walk through the halls a lot of people I don't know and don't care to know wave and say Hi.

I ignore them.

I go to my homeroom class and sit down, hoping no one will come to talk to me.

"Luckily" for me…two boys sit down, one next to me and the other across from me. I sigh and look at them.

"What?" One thing I inherited from both my parents is their impatience.

"So you hear about the new girl we're getting?" So they are bugging me about some new girl!?

"No…I didn't…" I may hate these boys…but I try to be nice to them…sometimes…

"Apparently she's really cute." I groan in my head…when will they get the hint and leave?

"Really?" I ask through clenched teeth.

"Yeah! Hey do you think she'll like me?" I had had enough of these two and I was about to yell when (thankfully) the bell rang.

The teacher came in and did attendance and most people talked afterwards. Homeroom always seemed like a waste of time. The bell rang again and everyone set off to their next class. I have math first, I liked math at least…

The day went by really slow and thankfully lunch came.

I always ate alone, I liked it that way.

Pan

I hated this new school…all the people in it are so…normal. I grew up with some strange people, one's that could fly…so seeing these people was strange. Sure, the people were nice…but they were too weird.

It was lunch time and after I got my lunch I looked for a place to sit. I looked around the lunch room and saw a sea of many hair colors. Black, brown, blonde, purple…Purple?

I've never seen anyone with purple hair before. It was a pretty lavender color and I wondered where that girl had found her hair-dye…I walked over and tapped her on her shoulder. She turned her head and I learned something new about this girl.

She is a he.

"What?" I stared at him, not registering that he asked me a question. "What do you want?" He sounded angry and I snapped out of my daze.

"I'm sorry…I kinda mistook you for a girl…" Wow Pan…good first impression…

Oh! I must have forgotten to introduce myself. My name is Son Pan, granddaughter of Son Goku and Hercule Satan and daughter of Son Gohan and Videl Satan. I love martial arts and I like to think I'm pretty strong.

The strange boy with the purple hair just raised one eyebrow, then he started to chuckle.

"What is so funny?" I asked him, starting to get mad because truthfully…I was confused.

"Yeah…I get mistaken for a girl all the time…what was it this time? My feminine figure? Or maybe my pound of make-up I constantly wear?" Man…this boy was strange…he wasn't like any other guy I had ever met before.

"Truthfully it was your hair." I told him while sitting down across from him.

"My hair…?" He looked confused.

"Yeah…its lavender so I figured only a girl would dye her hair that color…obviously I was wrong…" I wanted to know why a boy would dye his hair lavender…all the guys I knew had black, brown, or blond hair…

"I didn't dye it…this is its natural color."

"…really?" I was surprised…should I believe him…or is he lying?

"Yep!" I liked this boy. He was strange but he was different than all the other people at this school.

I realized I hadn't introduced myself.

"My name is Pan." I decided to not include my last name because I hated it when people learned I was granddaughter to Son Goku…one of the greatest martial artists. They figured I'd be rich and wanted to be my friend just so they could have a rich friend. The thing is I'm not rich at all. Now my friend Bulla though…she was rolling in the dough.

In other words…she was rich.

Her mother was Bulma Briefs, the millionaire. I wasn't her friend just because she was rich; I liked her for who she was. She had told me about her older brother and how much of a weirdo he was…but I had never met the guy.

"My name is Trunks." The boy said, purposefully leaving his last name out.

"Hi…so where are your other friends?" I wondered, usually boys would be hanging out with all their other guy friends talking about girls and sports.

"I…I don't really have any other friends…It's usually just me, my laptop, and my lunch." I instantly thought he was the kind of guy who would look up porn on his laptop and I got kinda nervous…

Trunks

I noticed the look Pan got on her face and realized she must think I'm a porn star or something along that line.

"I'm kinda a nerd but…I like to develop different software and practice hacking into different sites." She looked relieved and let out a little sigh.

"What sites have you hacked into?" I have a feeling now she thinks I hack into the schools mainframe and change grades.

"Oh…you know…Capsule Corp…" She looked shocked, so I stopped my list there.

"You…you broke into Capsule Corps database!?" She all but yelled.

"Yes…now keep it down will ya? It wasn't that hard…It took me about five minutes to find out my m…Bulma's password." I hope she didn't notice I had almost called Bulma my mother.

"Really! What's her password?" She looked excited, but I wasn't about to give out my mothers password to some girl I just met.

"Can't tell ya…so…are you new here?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

"Yeah…today's my first day…I haven't met any interesting people other than you. My family is really strange so all these people seem…really really strange." I smiled at that, I understood what she was saying…

"I understand. Both my parents are strange and my family is far from normal." She looked like she didn't believe I understood…I didn't know what her family was like, but being the son of a multi-millionaire and the prince of saiyans definitely classifies as strange.

We talked all throughout lunch, but one subject we preferred to stay away from was our families. The bell rang and we had to return to our classes. I had never talked to someone like her and I was surprised to realize that I was kinda looking forward to talking to her again tomorrow.

Pan

Trunks was an interesting guy and even though he doesn't quite understand how strange my family was, I like him. Not like…you know like like him…but as a friend. I was looking forward to seeing again.

I went to my next class, and the next one, and soon the school day was done. I was sad to see Trunks wasn't in any of my classes, but I had Language Arts with my friend Bulla.

I walked outside after school and I saw Trunks. He wasn't taking a bus or driving a car so I figured he must live near the school. I ran over to him and he seemed almost nervous to see me.

"Hey Trunks! Do you live near the school? If so can I walk with you?" He looked nervous and seemed to be thinking.

"Umm…actually I don't really live near here…" Huh? If he didn't live near here…then why was he walking?

"So…where do you live?" I asked, wondering if he was trying to get me to leave him alone or if he didn't live in the Central city where the school was.

"Well…I live in…far away…" Now I was suspicious. Why was he not telling me where he lived?

"Really…how far away?" I asked.

"WestCity…" Wait…did he just say WestCity? And he's going to walk all the way there?

"Umm…where's your car?" I asked trying to figure out what was going on here.

"Oh…I don't have one. I walk home." Yeah…I ain't buying it. There was no way a normal person could walk so far in a few hours. I'll see how he gets home if it's the last thing I do.

"Cool. I live in West city too! We can walk together." True…I didn't live in the WestCity, but it would be simple to fly home once I figured out what was going on with Trunks.

Trunks

Darn it! Why won't she leave me alone so I can just fly home? Sigh…I guess I'll have to find a way to lose her and sneak off before flying home…

"No…I don't think that's a good idea…" I said, trying to get her off my tail…well my figurative tail…she doesn't know about my real tail I inherited from my father.

"And why not?" Man…why is she so darn nosy? Well…I guess she is a girl so she would be nosy…how am I going to get her to leave me alone?

"Cause…I live in a…bad neighborhood…" I lied…maybe not the best lie…but you can't say I didn't try.

"I can protect myself." That's it…I took off running, not wanting to deal with her any longer. I looked behind me to check how far back she was…

She was somehow keeping up with me…well she was slightly behind…but still. I ran into an alley and before she could catch up I jumped to the top of the nearest roof. I waited a while and looked down to see if she was still looking for me. I didn't see her and I sighed in relief. I turned around and was about ready to fly off…

But lo and behold…there she was. I nearly groaned aloud.

"How'd you get up here Trunks?"

"I could ask you the same thing Pan." When I said that she seemed to grow nervous.

"Well…I climbed…up here…and you?"

"Same…what do you want and don't you have to go home to your mom or something?" I asked hoping she would leave so I won't be late. My father never is happy when I return late on days he trains me and today happened to be one of those days he did…and here I was going to be late thanks to some girl who can't keep her nose out of other people's business.

"Fine…if you want to be Mr. Mysterious then fine…but I will find out why you are acting strange." With that she slid down the drainage pipe to the sidewalk and ran off. Before she got too far though she turned around and looked up to me and waved. I waved back and watched as she disappeared from my sight and I sighed in relief. I took off towards home, hoping that dad won't be in a bad mood today…well any worse than it normally is anyways.

That girl is still confusing…then again…when aren't girls confusing.

A/N: That was the first chapter and I apologize if they were out of character or if you didn't enjoy the story. I've never written anything in first person before so I hope it wasn't too bad. I would like if you could review and tell me what you think and depending on how many reviews (or how enthusiastic the reviewers are) I get, I will continue on with this story…if not I'll take it down and return to the drawing board and start a new fanfics…It's up to you though…

And again thanks to Princess of all saiya-jins for the wonderful ideas and help.

~MellowDragon