Disclaimer: This is the only one I'm going to post. I don't own DBZ/GT/Anime. The only thing I own in this story are the names of Trunks and Pan's children. Thanks.

The moon is beautiful tonight. The trees and grass were glowing, lighting up the night. There was a small breeze in the warm night, and she welcomed it with grace. It had been years sence Marron had done this. The roof was cold on her bare legs but she ignored it. All she could think of was how much she loved that stupid boy that refused to see her as more than just a friend. And nothing in the world hurt more than that.

She inhaled deeply and contained her tears, just like she had been doing for the past to years. Needless to say, it hurt. Being too deep in thought, Marron was completely unaware of her best friend who was now sitting beside her.

"Marron?" Pan waved her hand infront of Marron's distant stare.

Marron's blue eyes snapped open and she looked to her side. She smiled, not suprised to find her best friend there. There hasn't been a moment in time where Pan had been absent in a time of need. Even when

Pan's heart had been broken for the first time, she still found time in her crying scheduel to comfort Marron while her father was in the hospital.

"Hey, Pan," Marron greeted.

"Are you okay? You've been up here for hours," Pan looked worried.

Marron looked back up at the stars, hoping to find a shooting one, just so she could make the same wish she had been making for the past two years. She didn't see one. Pan looked up at the stars with her and smiled.

"I haven't seen you this down in a long time," Pan nudged her friend. "What's been bothering you?"

Marron's eyes watered, and she hated herself. She was going on twenty-eight years old, and was in love with her best friend's husband. The terrible part was - Marron was the god mother of their two children.

"It's nothing, really," Marron lied. "It's just hard, you know? I'm twenty-eight years old, single, and live in a two bedroom appartment by myself. You're married, Bra's married, and I'm just -"

Pan threw a piece of shingle at her friend, "Stop it, Marron. You know better than that. You're beautiful, smart, unique, and you're a great person. No one can compare to the kind of person you are," Pan positioned herself in front of Marron, and looked her straight in the eyes. "Don't bring yourself down. Looking for love can only hurt you, ok? Let love be the one that finds you."

That was all it took before tears were spilling down Marron's flushed red face.

'I'm terrible,' Marron thought to herself. 'I'm an aweful person, damnit.'

"Marron, don't cry," Pan hugged her best friend in hopes to make her settle down, but that seemed to only make it worse.

"Pan, I'm so sorry," Marron sobbed into her friends shoulder. "I'm so sorry."

It was late, and the house was dark. Pan could barely make her way across the front hall to the light switch. Her hand slid over the cold wall for a few seconds before light filled the living room and kitchen. She was suprised to see her husband fast asleep at the kitchen table. She could see a little line of drool dripping down the side of his face. Pan couldn't help but laugh to herself as she made her way to the kitchen, tip toeing over the toys that were sprawled out on the floor.

"Hey," she shook Trunks' shoulders. "Wake up, babe."

Trunks' head shot up, and he looked at his wife. At first he smiled, but then his smile quickly faded.

"Where have you been?" he asked. He stood up and wrapped his arms around Pan's petit body.

"I went to see Marron," Pan said in a low voice. "She was really upset."

"What for?" Trunks stretched and ran a hand through Pan's hair.

"She..." Pan trailed off.

Trunks raised his eyebrows, "She what?"

Pan walked across the kitchen and began making coffee, "Trunks, I think she's in love with you."

Trunks coughed, "What? Why would you think that?"

Pan jumped up and sat on the counter top, "I've had this feeling for a long time. And tonight, she just... Ugh, I just know."

She seemed frustrated and worried. She never thought that she would have competition over her husband with her own best friend.

"Pan, you have nothing to worry about," Trunks could sence her fear. "I love you, and the life that we've built together."

Her eyes began to tear up, "I just don't want to have any kind of competition over my husband, Trunks. Marron is my best friend, and I know that things are going to get complicated."

"It won't, Pan," Trunks made his way to his wife. "I promise you that."

The two stopped talking when they heard small footsteps making their way down the hall. Pan looked over and smiled at her daughter who was sucking on her thumb and carrying her favorite pink blanket in her free hand. She was a little over two, had beautiful black hair and had taken Trunks' deep blue eyes. Pan picked her up and smiled at Trunks.

"Roxy," Pan soothed her daughter. "What are you doing up?"

Her daughter pressed her head against Pan's shoulder and pointed the the refridgerator, indicating that she was thirsty. Trunks opened the door and pulled out a full sippy cup of apple juice, and handed it the little girl in Pan's arms.

After Pan took Roxy back to her room and tucked her in, she decided to drop the subject of Marron and crawled into bed. It wasn't long before Trunks walked through the door, carrying two cups of coffee.

"Two creams and four sugars," he said as he handed her the mug with her name written on the handle. "Just how you like it."

Pan felt a warm rush in her stomache, something she hadn't felt in a long time.

Butterflies.

Yes, Marron was her best friend, but somehow Pan felt so betrayed. And now that Marron's feelings were out in the open, whats stopping her from taking it further than just keeping it a secret? Maybe competition would spice things up a little bit. Especially a competition that Pan couldn't lose. Pan laughed to herself as she sank into the softness of her matress. Then an image of Marron made its way into Pan's mind. When Marron wanted something badly enough, and tried, she would always get it. Pan felt uneasy.

'I can't lose, can I?'

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I am just the coolest. I was a TP fan back in 01 and 02, then I lost interest, and now I'm back.

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I want to know whether this should be a TP ending, or TM.

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