Disclaimer-I don't own any of the characters except for other original characters that will pop up later in the story. Everything else belongs to Akira Toriyama. I think that's how you spell his last name.

This is the story of one girl and how she found love in one man. She never thought that she would ever find love and she said she never needed it anyway. She was an outcast at her school and one boy took her and loved her. She wouldn't let him and eventually she changed and she loved him too. This dark angel is Son Pan. Different from everyone and nonchalant about everything around her. Never caring or showing emotion. She was like a stone or ice cold water until he came into her life. Let's start the story in Japan in West City.

"Pan, get down here now. You'll be late," Videl yelled from downstairs.

She called again and heard no answer and then she walked upstairs. She knocked on the door and called Pan's name, but still there was no answer. She opened the door and walked into the room. It was black and red and it seemed to be the theme of the entire room. Everything either had black or red or both colors on it. In the middle of the room there was a huge, crimson red bed with a matching comforter and there were black lace curtains around it and a body was underneath the comforter. Videl walked over to the bed and pulled the curtain back and shook Pan. Pan just grumbled and turned over and pulled the comforter over her head. Videl sighed and pulled the comforter off and walked over to the window and opened the curtains and the bright sun poured into the room. Pan started a string of curses and her mom walked over to her and popped her on the head.

"Watch your language young lady. Now get up. I'll have your father drive you to school."

"Whatever."

Pan got out of her bed and walked to her bathroom. She had short, black and red hair and brown eyes. She took a shower, brushed her teeth and washed her face and walked out of her bathroom with a towel on her head and a towel wrapped around her body. She walked to her closet and opened it. There were a ton of red and black outfits and occasionally a white shirt. She pulled out a long black skirt with chains and a white spaghetti strapped shirt. She put lotion on and put her underwear on and put her clothes on. She put some white socks on and put on some black skater shoes. She walked into the bathroom and dried her hair and then she flat ironed it and put hairspray so it would stick out. She put her makeup on and when she looked in the mirror she was ready. She walked out of her bathroom and picked up her backpack and a portable CD player. She walked downstairs and her parents were in the kitchen and her dad was reading a newspaper. She set her backpack down with her CD player and walked to the pantry and got some bread out and put it in the toaster and when it was done she ate it plain and waited for her dad. He put his newspaper down and looked at her.

"Are you ready," he asked.

"Obviously I am if I'm dressed."

"Don't get smart, Pan. Come on."

They both got up and walked out of the house. They got into his jaguar and drove off to Orange Star High School. When they got there, there were tons of kids waiting around outside and some kids were getting out of cars. It was the first day of school and Pan was furious. Her best friend had just moved and she was now alone.

"Are you riding the bus home or do you want me to pick you up?"

"I'll go to Bulma's."

"Alright I'll tell her so she can expect you."

"Bye."

She stepped out of the car and walked up to the school. As soon as she did, everyone started to laugh and point at her. The bell rang and all the kids walked in. Pan found her locker and did the combination and opened it. She took out a notebook and a pen and put her backpack in the locker and slammed it shut. As soon as she turned around, a bunch of girls started to flock to the doors. Pan knew who it was. It was Trunks Briefs and every girl was after him except for her. She didn't care about him because she thought he was an egotistical, little bastard. She walked to her first class and sat in the back at the top of the classroom. Other students filed in and two minutes later, the late bell rang to signal class to start. Everyone waited for the teacher to come in and she did. She had white, blonde hair and dark blue eyes and her hair was up in a bun.

"Good morning class. My name is Rikku. Everyone always has trouble pronouncing my last name so I convinced the school to let the kids call me by my first name. I'd like to welcome you all to Business Math. This is a senior class so everyone is a senior I'm assuming. Well I'd like to make a seating chart before anything."

The entire class groaned and Rikku smiled at them. She pulled out a chart and started naming off names. In less than thirty minutes the entire class was in his or her assigned seat. Pan was furious because she was sitting in between Trunks and some girl with red hair named Rei.

"Trunks."

Trunks turned his head and looked at Rei with a smile.

"What's up Rei?"

"I wanted to know if you wanted to go to The Hangout after school."

"Sure. Let me call my mom and I'll ask her."

Trunks pulled out a cell phone and started talking to Bulma and she said he could as long as he came straight back home. He put the cell phone away and Pan just stared at him. She took her CD player out and put the headphones on and started listening to the music. Rikku let everyone talk the rest of the period so she could get the lesson plan ready for the next week. The bell rang an hour later and everyone got up with his or her stuff and walked out. Pan put her stuff in her locker and was shocked to find out that Trunks' locker was right next to hers. This day couldn't get any worse for her but it would. By the end of the day, Pan had almost ended up in a fight, but everyone held her and the girl back. After school got out, she walked to her locker and put her stuff in the locker and slammed it. She took her CD player and put it on her belt she was wearing and walked out of the school listening to Linkin Park. She looked around at everyone and got even more pissed. She was a senior and didn't even have a car. She was turning eighteen in September, which was in a month, and she knew she wouldn't get anything she wanted from her parents. They were good at that since she had turned thirteen. She saw Trunks get into a red convertible and Rei got in and hung onto his every word. Pan rolled her eyes as they sped off and she started to walk to Bulma's house. When she got there, she walked into the house and called for her.

"I'm in the lab, Pan. I'll be out in a minute so just make yourself at home, ok?"

"Ok."

Pan sat on the couch in the spacious living room and turned on the TV. She flipped through the channels and sighed as she realized that nothing was on. For a TV with over a thousand channels it was odd but she didn't care. She turned off the TV and threw the remote to the side. She crossed her arms over her chest and looked around. Bulma came out five minutes later and walked into the living room.

"Hey Pan."

"Hey Bulma."

"Why didn't you go with Trunks and Bra to The Hangout?"

"Wasn't invited and didn't want to go anyway."

"Oh. Well do you want me to take you home now?"

"Sure. I don't care."

"Alright. Vegeta I'm taking Pan home!"

They walked out of the compound and got into Bulma's car and she drove Pan home. Pan got out of the car and walked into her house and up to her room. She went underneath her bed and pulled out a sketchbook, took her shoes off, got on her bed and pulled the curtains around and started to draw. She finished two hours later and looked at it with satisfaction. She had drawn a dog like animal with huge horns that curved and it had huge claws and a long snout. She inked it so it wouldn't smear and put a cover over it and put the sketchbook underneath her bed and as soon as she did, Videl walked into her room.

"Pan?"

"What do you want mom?"

"I just wanted to know if you were hungry. I was going to make a snack before dinner."

"I'm fine."

"Ok. How was school?"
"Just like any other day at school. Boring with dumb people."

"You know you really should try to make some new friends. The world isn't going to end just because Dylan left. I mean I know he was your best friend but you have to move on. He'll write and you guys can keep in contact with the phone and letters."

"Whatever mom. You act like I don't know anything about life."

"I'm just saying sweetheart."

"Whatever. Can you leave? I want to be by myself right now."

"Yeah. I'll call you when dinner's ready."

"Ok."

Videl left the room and closed the door and Pan fell back on her bed with a sigh. She rolled over and got a picture of her and a boy with black and red hair. He had it spiked up and he was dressed in all black. Pan was in there but her hair was a little longer and it didn't have red in it but she was dressed the same way as he was. She was sitting on his shoulders and they were both smiling. She sighed and put the picture back on the dresser. She turned her TV on and pulled the curtains back and watched a show. An hour later, her dad walked in the house and she heard him whispering to her mom. Pan paid them no attention and turned the volume up on her TV and two hours later, her mom called her to tell her that dinner was ready. She turned her TV off and scooted off her bed and walked downstairs. She sat at the table and Gohan stared at her. They got the food and started to eat.

"So Pan how was school," Gohan asked.

"Boring."

"Anything interesting happen today?"

"Nope."

"Well then can you please tell me what this is?"

He threw a piece of paper at Pan and she looked at it and read it. It was from her school and she knew what it was about.

"It's a letter from my principal."

"Don't get smart, Pan. I'm really tired of your smart aleck behavior," Gohan said.

"Well you were the one who asked me what it was."

"That's not the point. Now why did you almost get into a fight at school?"

"Because some girl got on my nerves."

"Who," Videl asked.

"Alicia Moore."

"Oh Pan. You two are always getting into fights. Ever since seventh grade. I wish you would stop," Videl said.

"Well I'm not going to stop until she stops messing with me. I don't like her."

"You know Pan I really wish you would try to find some friends at your school."

"I had a friend and he moved."

"Pan, you and Dylan always hung out and I let you, but I knew it was bad. You never made any other friends and now you're mad because you're only friend left. If you would've made other friends you wouldn't be in this mess," Videl said.

"Oh please mom. You don't know what you're talking about. And if I wanted to make friends no one would want to be friends with me anyway."

"Well you could be friends with Trunks and Bra."

"Oh please. The Ditzy Chick and the Japanese Idiot?"

"Don't call them names. You know they're good kids and Bulma would really like it if you guys were friends."

"Well it's not gonna happen so you can forget about it."

"Pan, just try."

"I'm not gonna try."

She got up from the table and walked out of the door and started walking around the neighborhood. She passed Dylan's house and looked at it. When he lived there she used to go into his house at night when her parents got on her nerves. Now she couldn't. She had no one to run to when someone made her mad. Her life just kept getting worse and she didn't think it would ever get better.