Welcome to my new story! I hope everyone enjoys it :)

Pan- 18 (Goku & Chi Chi's daughter)

Trunks- 24

Gohan- 33

Goten-23

Bulla- 17

Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball or any of its characters. I'm just borrowing them & making them do what I want. Also, I do not own the songs I use as my story title & chapter titles.

Chapter One: Welcome to the Family

Pan stared at her reflection in the floor length mirror in her best friend- & soon-to-be stepsister- Bulla's bedroom. Today was the day Pan's father married her mother & it was a day she had been dreading since she & her brothers were told the "happy" news. As the young Saiyan looked with sad eyes at the girl staring back at her with her beautiful blue bridesmaid dress & perfectly curled hair & flawless make up, she couldn't help but think of that terrible day three months ago.

Flashback

"We're getting married!"

Pan blinked, not really sure what was going on. "Who's getting married?"

Her father, Goku, rolled his eyes. "Me & Bulma, Panny."

Her eyes went wide with shock & she stood abruptly from her seat on the couch at Capsule Corp. "What?! I didn't even know you two were dating!"

"We've been keeping our relationship a secret because we didn't want to upset you or the boys." Goku explained.

The raven-haired girl looked to the side where Goten & Gohan were standing. Her brothers definitely didn't look like they approved. There mother had only died less than a year ago from some illness the doctor couldn't identify. The Son family were all still mourning her death; or at least Pan thought they all were. Apparently, her dad decided to shack up with a woman who was like an aunt to her.

"I don't know what to say," Goten mumbled.

"Yeah, me neither," Gohan said.

"Well I do," Pan chimed in. "I can't believe you would remarry so soon after putting Mom in the ground. That's disrespectful to her memory."

Goku sighed. "Pan, I miss your mother very much. That's how Bulma & I ended up together actually. She's been lonely since Vegeta left her & I've been lost without Chi Chi. We found comfort in each other."

"Congratulations then," she spat. "I hope you two are very happy together." Not.

With that, Pan walked out of the room. Goku called her name, but she kept walking. Angry tears stung the girl's eyes but she refused to let them fall. She hated crying, especially in public. She couldn't understand, though, how he could move on so fast. Her parents had been married for over thirty years. How could he so easily replace her only months after her death. It didn't seem right.

Pan was so lost in thought as she stormed away that she didn't see the man in front of her until she ran right into him. His arms shot out, catching her before she fell. Looking up, Pan found herself staring into the blue eyes of Trunks Brief.

He smirked down at her & that was when she realized he was still holding her. His smirk grew when she pushed him away & took a step back.

"Hey, Son. Nice to see you again."

"I can't say the feeling is mutual, Brief."

Trunks & Pan had hated each other for years. They used to be really close growing up, she even had a huge crush on him at one point; but as Pan got older, he became more distant. When they saw each other at parties & group sparring sessions, he would always have a snide comment ready or he would make some cruel joke at her expense. At first, it made her burst out in tears, but after a few years, she grew numb to it all & cold towards him.

"You're especially bitchy today; why's that?" he asked, still smirking.

"Because I ran into your dumb ass," she shot him a glare. "That's enough to ruin anyone's day."

He snorted. "Please, Son. I'm sure you ran into me on purpose. You know if you want to touch me, all you have to do is ask." He proceeded to wink at her again & Pan pretended to gag.

"Don't make me sick. The only time I'll ever want to touch you is when I'm kicking your ass."

Trunks chuckled. "Fat chance. You've never been able to kick my ass, Panny. You're just a child."

Her nostrils flared at being called a child. That was her biggest pet peeve & he knew it. "Fuck you," she snarled.

"Sure, why not?. That sounds like a fun way to spend the day. I'm free right now if you want."

Heat spread across the young woman's cheeks. "You're disgusting & I really don't have the energy to deal with you right now."

She started moving around him when he stopped her by grabbing her arm. "Oh, by the way, I heard the happy news. Welcome to the family, sis."

Trunks laughed loudly as he walked away, leaving Pan standing in the middle of the hallway, stunned. She was so angry at her dad that she didn't realize what him marrying Bulma would actually mean…but now it was becoming clear. Their marriage meant that the person Pan hated most in this world would become her stepbrother. Fan-fucking-tastic.

End Flashback

Pan sighed loudly as she turned away from the mirror & slipped on a pair of plain black heels. It was time to plaster on a fake smile & head downstairs. As much as she hated what her father was doing, she didn't want to ruin his & Bulma's big day. So, aside from not showing up, which was a big negative, her only choice was to pretend to be happy. Too bad that was easier said than done.

After dragging herself down the stairs, Pan went to the kitchen to get a drink to quench her suddenly dry throat. There she found Bulla chatting with Marron.

"There's my future sister!" Bulla squealed. "Are you excited for the wedding? I know I am."

"I sure am," Pan lied, fake smile firmly in place.

"I'm so jealous," Marron whined. "You two are going to become sisters & I'll just be your friend. I wish I could be your sister, too. It sucks not having any siblings."

Pan rolled her eyes at the blonde girl for the millionth time since they had met. She was always complaining about one thing or another & it got on her nerves.

"Well, you know," Bulla smiled slyly, "if you marry my brother, you'll become our sister."

Marron's face immediately brightened. "You're right, Bulla. I'm sure I'll be your sister in no time."

For some odd reason, listening to the two girls talk about Marron's & Trunks' supposed future marriage really annoyed Pan. It was almost like she was…jealous? Is that what I'm feeling? It couldn't be, though; I hate the guy's guts. In fact, he deserves to be married to a girl like Marron; to spend every day of his life with a girl that would bug him as much as he bugs me. Still…something about it bothered her to no end.

"I didn't even know you & Trunks were dating, Mar," Pan said nonchalantly.

"Oh, we're not," she replied. "At least not yet. We will be soon, though."

"I see. Well, good luck with that."

"Thanks, Panny, but I don't need luck."

Pan had to use all her control to not roll her eyes & scoff. She loved Marron, she really did, but the girl could only be handled in small doses & she had had more than her fill in the two minutes she had been in the kitchen. To be honest, she was almost looking forward to the wedding so she'd have an excuse to get out of there. Luckily for Pan, though, Krillin walked in at that moment to let them know the ceremony was about to begin.

"Hey kids, it's almost time to start this thing." Krillin suddenly appeared in the doorway, smiling wide at the three girls. "Marron, honey, come take your seat with me & your mom. She'll kill me if the wedding starts before we're seated & you know your mom; she's serious," he chuckled nervously.

"Okay, Daddy," The blonde girl hopped off the stool she was perched on & followed her father outside where the wedding was taking place. Bulla & Pan followed after the latter downed a glass of ice water.

"Since you're the maid of honor, you'll be walking down the aisle with Gohan right?" Pan asked her best friend. "He is the best man after all."

"Yup," she replied. "Who are you paired with? Goten?"

"Probably. I missed the rehearsal dinner, but it has to be him."

"That's where you're wrong, Panny," a voice said from behind them.

Oh no. Not him. Please, God, tell me I don't have to walk arm in arm with him. Pan slowly turned around, only to find that her prayers had gone unanswered. Trunks was standing by the foot of the stairs, a cocky smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth.

He was dressed in a form fitting black tuxedo with a blue tie that matched her dress. She hated to admit it, but he looked incredible. Of course, she would never tell him that to his face, so instead she said, "Brief, to what do I owe the displeasure?"

Trunks walked forward until he stood right in front of her. He looked down at Pan & smiled that obnoxious smirk of his. "You, my dear, have the coveted honor of walking down the aisle with me."

"Hell no! I'd rather light myself on fire. Actually, scratch that. I'd rather light you on fire."

"Son, you couldn't even light a candle, especially with those little ki blasts you call attacks."

She ground her teeth together while she tried to think of a good reason not to kill him; she couldn't think of one. Luckily, for him, though, Bulla jumped between them before she could do anything.

"As amusing as this is, we really have to get in position. The music is going to start soon I think. Behave you two. Do it for our parents."

"Yeah, sis," Trunks added, "you really should calm down. I know children are prone to tantrums, but try to hold it together, will you?"

"Child? Child?!" He just had to go there again, didn't he? "I am not a child! I am eighteen years old & last I checked, that means I'm legally an adult. If anyone's a child around here, it's you, you immature, pathetic-excuse-for-a-Saiyan prick."

"I'm immature?" Trunks raised a lavender brow, amused. "You're the one name calling."

"You started it," Pan hissed.

"I was just teasing my new little sister," he said & ruffled her hair.

She smacked his hand away. "Don't touch me; & I'm not your little sister. Where's Goten by the way? I thought I was paired with him."

"Nope. He didn't want to be a part of the wedding party. You'd have known that, if you'd bothered to show up to the rehearsal. I guess your early bedtime prevented you from making it, little Panny."

"I wasn't in bed, asshat. Not that it's any of your business, but I had a date & I refused to cancel for that stupid dinner."

Trunks' face darkened, startling Pan. "A date? With who?"

Pan hesitated, the look on his face rendering her speechless as she tried to decipher it. Finally, she asked, "Why the hell do you care?"

Trunks opened his mouth to reply, but the sound of the processional music cut him off. The ceremony was officially beginning & they had to march down the aisle. Gohan & Bulla, Pan & him.

"Shit," Bulla cursed. "C'mon, we have to go."

Resigned to her fate, Pan followed Bulla outside where she linked arms with Pan's oldest brother & began the walk down the center aisle. Trunks offered his arm to Pan with an amused grin & she reluctantly took it, all thoughts of Trunks' weird reaction to her date forgotten.

They managed to make it to the altar without killing each other & then he went to stand by Gohan's side & she took her place at Bulla's. Pan caught her dad's eye & gave him a small smile. His returning smile was big & bright. He looked handsome in his tailored black tuxedo & bow tie. He cleaned up very nice, even though she knew for a fact that he hated suits.

When her mom was alive, she was always trying to get him to wear something besides a training gi & more times than not, she failed. Pan smiled sadly to herself as she remembered all the times her mother would chase her father around the house & he ran away like it was a needle in her hand & not a suit. I would give anything to have those days back.

A single traitorous tear fell from her eye & she quickly wiped it away. She glanced up & found Trunks staring at her. Something flashed behind his eyes, but he averted his gaze before she could figure out what it was. It looked like concern for a second, but that was impossible. He hated her & she hated him. There's no way he would be worried about her.

The music changed from the bridesmaid & groomsmen processional to the Bridal March in a perfect transition as Bulma made her journey to the altar & to her future husband.

As much as Pan resented her & her dad for their whirlwind romance so soon after the death of her mother, she couldn't deny the fact that the blue-haired woman looked stunning in her white dress. From the look on her father's face, he obviously agreed.

The gorgeous dress was strapless with a sweetheart cut neckline. It had a lace bodice & the waist was accented with a satin ribbon sash, which flowed into the beautiful organza trumpet shaped skirt. She was the epitome of elegance & beauty.

When Bulma's march came to an end, the nuptials began. With each vow exchanged, Pan found it harder & harder to keep her fake smile in place. The time was fast approaching when they would seal their marriage with a kiss & her mom would be officially replaced.

Tears formed in her eyes when that moment finally came. As soon as the newlywed's lips touched, the tears spilled over & ran down her cheeks. Gohan gave her a sympathetic smile when he caught her eye. Her big brother obviously knew the pain she was feeling & she could tell that he felt it, too.

The couple proceeded to walk back down the aisle amongst the applause & cheers from their family & friends. Gohan & Bulma followed them; Pan, however, stayed where she was & watched them go through blurry eyes.

She glanced away when she couldn't take the smiles on everyone's faces anymore. Her gaze landed on Trunks, who had also stayed behind & was staring at her with a peculiar expression. Pan had seen that look on his face before.

When she was about twelve or thirteen, before Trunks had become cold towards her & when he had first became president of Capsule Corp, Pan used to visit him at work when she wasn't in school. Sometimes she'd just sit in his office & read or do homework. She would glance over at him everyone once & awhile & he would sometimes have this look on his face. When Pan asked him what was wrong, he would say that he was having a hard time deciding what to do about a certain matter regarding the company.

He wore that same expression right then. The one that Pan now knew was a look of internal struggle & deep thinking. She was confused as to why he was looking at her that way & she told him as much.

"Why the hell are you staring at me, Brief?" Pan asked angrily. She was upset that her mom was gone, that everyone forgot about her, & that everyone was so happy. She was ready to take her anger out on somebody & who better than the person she hated the most.

Trunks blinked a few times & then shook his head as if coming out of a daze. "Nothing. I-it's nothing. Just thinking. We should, uh, probably join everyone else at the reception." He hurried away quickly, not even bothering to wait for her.

Why would he wait for me? Pan thought miserably. He's made it clear that he despises me. He was probably staring at me so hard because he was thinking of something mean to say about my crying. I'm sure he thinks I'm weak because of it. Dick.

Pan took a deep breath to calm herself & then wiped away the moisture on her cheeks with the back of her hand. When she was finished composing herself, she reluctantly walked back inside to join everyone else at the reception.

Author's Note:

There's chapter one. Did ya'll like it? Hate it? Let me know in a review. Constructive criticism only by the way. There's no official update schedule for this story yet, but I will come up with one soon. Until next time!

-Chels xoxo