Hey guys! This is my fourth story. Same rules apply, read and review. I'm on my new laptop (Second) all thanks to my mom! Luv ya Mother! Anyway's please read one of my story, Hard to believe: My Prince, My Best Friend, My Mate.

Summary: Being a foster kid is hard. Being in Orange Star High is hell. After being put up with all the torment ever since they was little, thing's change but not only for a certain teen, but everyone around her as well. And who's this mysterious boy that's tailing her? Will things change back to the way they was suppose to be or will things stay the same, This hatred, slowly destroying the bond they never knew of, And what was that promise made before they born again? Will the tall man with black hair and cold blue eyes help her through her toughest times, or will she have to fend for herself like she's been doing and failing? All secrets will remain hidden until the day she meet's a tall man with a big heart.

Note: Age's will probably change during the story. Pan is a run away foster kid and current name is "Hitomi Kiyuki"

Pan: 15

Trunks: 16

Bra: 15

Goten: 15 turning 16

Marron: 15

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She was woken up with a firm hand shaking her lightly on the shoulder. She cracked open her eyes to see a blurry version of the owner of the house. She slowly sat up and yawned, stretching her arm's above her head. The man walked over to her night stand to turn off the noisy alarm clock.

"I don't know why I bother to buy you a alarm clock if your just going to ignore it." The man muttered. He set the alarm clock back down before turning to the door. "Be ready in an hour for school." He spoke and with that, he left, closing the door behind him. She ran a hand through her tousled hair, sighing. Today she would be starting school in the middle of the school year. New teacher's, new students, new enemies. She was sure that was to come. It always did.

Sighing once more, she hopped out of bed and walked over to her closet. She pulled out some clothes before heading to the hall way bathroom. Closing the bathroom door behind her, she walked to the sink to place her clothes on top. Looking away, she started to peel the clothes from her form which consist a black tank top, boxer shorts and under garments. She soon started the shower and hopped right in. Taking the soap and cloth, she worked up a lather and started to scrub herself with the soapy substance.

Half an hour later, she was freshly cleaned and dressed. She was dressed in a short corset dress that had short sleeves and came down past her thighs. Black fish-net stockings with some combat boots. Two black bracelets supported her wrist as she rocked black finger-less gloves. Black nail polish was colored on her nails. Her hair reached the middle of her back. The end's curled outwards as her bang's was swept to the side, covering her left eye. Putting eye liner on, she was ready to go.

She ran down stairs and into the kitchen. When she entered the kitchen, he was already sitting at the table with a cup of coffee. She sat in the chair with the hot plate of food and dug in.

It was silence between the two. The only noise that was heard was her fork scraping off her plate as she continued to eat. Minutes later, she stood up, taking her plate and putting in the sink and began washing it. Once done, she turned around, leaning back on the counter. She looked towards the man that seemed to be thinking.

"Thanks." She muttered, knowing he heard her. He turned his cold blue eyes towards her before they soften a little. He nodded at her in return. More silence.

She drifted her eyes to the side, avoiding his stare. He eyed what she wore for a few moment's but didn't say anything. If she wanted to dress like that then it was her choice, he had no input to it. Taking one more sip of his now warm coffee, he set the cup down before standing. He started to head out the kitchen and she followed.

Picking up her bag, he hand it to her. She placed it on her back as she followed him out the house.

They was across the street from the school. All different student's wandered around the building like parasites. It disgust them. She looked up at him with pleading eyes. He rudely ignored them, looking straight ahead. She did this every time she goes to a new school, which was a lot. Always getting suspended for fight's and such.

She sighed as she knew he wasn't going to change his mind. She looked back straight ahead and slightly glared at the students. She had a feeling this was going to turn out for the worst.

"Hitomi" She looked back up at him.

"Try not to get into trouble this time. You remember what happen last time you disappointed me, correct?" He threatened, eyeing the student's that looked their way. She brought a hand up to her arm at the mention of that. Memories of her last punishment was horrible.

"Yes." She said weakly. She looked down. She hated disappointing him but she had no choice. It's what she's best at anyways.

She felt strong finger's bring her chin up and she soon seen those cold eyes from this morning. She gulped silently, shaking slightly.

He gave a faint nod before letting his hand drop to his side."Go." He softly commanded. With a shake of her head, she ran off. He watched as she quickly entered the building without giving anyone a look. He knew he shouldn't be hard on her but it's hard not to when her face bring's back so many memories. The look in her eyes, the eyes that use to sparkle when she happy were gone. Now they was filled with loneliness and more.

He's been with her most of her life now and could tell she was slowly dying on the inside. All the thing's she wanted, he could easily get except for one thing, the love of a family. That's the huge piece missing in her heart. And that was killing her. That and also the torment, the moving to house to house when little, the bullshit they put her through. He couldn't let that go pass him without a care. Over the years he thought he would never have to see their faces again but that all changed when she collapsed on his footsteps that night.

His heart was always cold, that was until he met her. He could never forget that day. He will protect her from any harm that comes her way. With one more look towards the school, he turned to leave. Getting inside the car, he drove away.

On the way back, his mind wandered for a bit. The two necklace's that was around her neck. One of them being a small silver heart locket. She never took it off as she was grateful for even getting it. The other one was half of a heart that had a small diamond on the bottom, a strange blue color. That one she also never took off either for some reason. He had to ask her about it later.

He speeded up slightly.

She had already went to the office to retrieve her schedule for the remaining school year. She just hope she'll actually be able to stay here without trouble. She was told to stay back a little so she could be introduce to the principle. So wait she did.

It was only a couple minutes until she heard the gossiping to die down in the hall, meaning everyone was in their first period class. She sighed. Why did she have to wait for the stinking Principle? Doing an introduction wasn't really necessary as she wasn't trying to draw that much attention to herself. Today was already starting to bite her in the butt.

15 in a half minutes later, that's when the Principle walked in. "Sorry to keep you waiting, had to settle some business with some troublemakers. I'm Mr. Hiroshi, the principle, and you must be Hitomi Kiyuki." The some what fat man stated. He had dark brown hair that was neatly combed in the middle. He outstretched his hand to her. She nodded and shooked the man''s hand. "Come, your classmates awaits you." A huge smile was present of his face as he held the door for the small girl. She didn't say nothing but walked out.

They walked down a few halls before they made it to their destination. 'Room 406...' She thought. The room read science in bold letters. Pictures of science was plastered everywhere on the door and wall next to it.

"Shall we?" He asked. She didn't say anything but stared through the glass window. She could see kid's talking, running around and object's being thrown in the air. Mr. Hiroshi seen this, smile gone from his chubby face as it was replaced with anger. He barged right in, his face seething red.

"WHAT IS GOING ON IN HERE?!" He yelled, furious. Pan just stood in the back watching as everyone frozed in their spot's. "IN SEAT'S, NOW!" They all scrambled into their seats and looked at the man. That's when they noticed the smaller child behind him.

He sighed heavily before turning his attention to quiet teen. He motioned for her to enter the classroom and she did. She stood a good distance away from the fat man as she looked around the room. All eyes was on her. A sudden rush of nervousness took over her form as she down-casted her eyes to her boot's, finding them very interesting.

"Everyone, Meet Hitomi Kiyuki. She's the new student we was expecting for some time now. And since everything's fine now, she's here, and to keep thing's fine, I want everyone to treat her with some respect. Show her around and get to know her." He placed both hand's on her shoulder's before continuing to speak. "She's a little quiet but once you get to know her-" He was suddenly interrupted when the door was slammed open.

"Sorry I'm late class..." His voice died down as he seen his boss in his classroom. He bowed in respect and gave him a confused look. "Am I interrupting something?" The man questioned. Pan eyed him up and down. He wore a black tie, white shirt that was tucked into his pants and black shoes. He wore glasses that gave him that look that screamed nerd. His hair in a weird style. It was up and leaning to the side.

Hiroshi shooked his head no before giving the tall man a smile. "I would like you to meet your new student, Hitomi Kiyuki" The man looked down at her and gave her a smile.

"Hi, I'm your science teacher, Gohan Son."

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Well that's it for now! Please tell me what you think. Review (Good one's!) And don't forget to read my other story, "Hard to believe: My Prince, My Best Friend, My mate." Well...Alaterz! n.n