Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Dragon Ball/Z/GT. The story is inspired from MC's Romano, my friend. :)

Chapter 1

Pan hoarded her car on the parking area of CC Tower located in the heart of Satan City. Her boyfriend didn't know that she would drop by today and hoped that he was still in his office. He called her earlier during lunch time telling her they wouldn't meet as he was rushing his clients' traveling demands. She looked around the parking lot of the 80-storey building and was hoping to see her boyfriend's car. But that was foolish. There were lots of cars around and Jake's might be parked in the basement.

In just three weeks, she would be graduating from college. Dean Yamashita already confirmed her status being Cum Laude of the graduating class. She happily called her mother about the good news and she couldn't wait to tell it to Jake personally. She gazed down on her left hand and smiled. Jake gave the engagement ring yesterday evening. He made it formal after six months of their relationship. Last night, he asked her mother's permission to take her out on a dinner in which Videl didn't decline.

"Be sure to come home before midnight, Cinderella." Videl smiled jokingly.

Pan laughed. "Sure Mom!"

"Is she joking?" Jake asked her when they were on their way.

"Half-half. Half is true and half is just a joke." she answered him. "You know I'm her only family, you can't deny her being over-protective."

"But you're almost twenty one. You should be independent and shouldn't always babied you, asking always what time you are coming home."

"I don't really mind, Jake." she said sweetly and leaned down her head on his shoulder.

Jake took something from the compartment of the car. A small red velvet box and gave it to her. "This is for you."

"W-what is this?" Pan was mixed with emotions, happy and yet nervous. It wasn't hard to guess what could be inside that small box.

"Open it." Jake smiled and took a glimpse on her direction before concentrating on driving.

She opened it slowly and was welcomed by the spark of the solitaire when the lights of the passing cars reflected on it.

"Oh, it's beautiful Jake!"

"I'm so glad that you like it Pan." He said tenderly.

"I-I like it Jake, thank you…" she was overwhelmed by gazing on her engagement ring.

"Here, let me put it on." Jake told her when the red light was on the intersection. He reached for her hand and put the ring. "There. It suits you."

She was smiling at his handsome profile. Jake was older by eleven years. She met him last year while she was taking her internship in CC Tower where the travel agency he partially owned was located. Jake owned half of the company and the other half by a friend she hadn't met yet. Jake was the epitome of her dream man. Neat, clean and sophisticated. She didn't mind the age between them. For her, it was a plus factor. She preferred older men, matured and responsible. And one thing that impressed her more about him, he wooed her at home. Very traditional and old-fashioned.

"Where are we going to eat?" she asked as she noticed that they passed several finest restaurants.

"In my apartment." he looked on her direction and smiled enticingly. "I asked my maid to cook for us."

She answered with uncertain smile. She had slight doubt. This was such a beautiful night, she didn't what to ruin it. Jake already invited her before but she refused. She was twenty, turning twenty one in few months and even had a boyfriend before too. She only stopped entertaining suitors when her Mom got a mild heart attack. She wanted to look after her and having a serious relationship would only take much of her time from taking care of her mother.

And now for the second time that Jake invited her, she didn't want to think of him getting angry if she would refuse again.

"Here we are." he slightly laughed and opened the door on her side. He ushered her on his front door and pulled her inside. "Feel at home, honey. Mi casa y su casa, in Spanish."

She sat on the couch while he went to the adjacent dining room and took champagne from the wine fridge. "Sweet wine for the sweet lady."

He poured the wine on the two goblets and sat beside her. He put his arm on her shoulder as she jerked. "Why are you so stiff, Pan?"

She coughed. "W-where is your maid?"

"She's not stay-in. She will come back tomorrow." he gulped his wine and placed his goblet on the center table. "C'mon, drink your wine. Sip it."

She was forced to sip a little. "There's my girl.." he embraced her and kissed her lips. She responded obligingly. He was kissing her deeply and she could hear his rugged breathing. Suddenly, she felt his hand lowered, reaching above her chest. Still, she let him. She then felt his hand moved on her back and reached on the zipper of her dress, she broke free from him.

"Jake…" she said while grasping for air. "Please, this might lead to something…"

"And what's wrong with it? We love each other. We're engaged and soon to be married."

"If it is that soon, there is no reason for us not to wait, right?" she answered logically with determined voice.

Jake deeply sighed. "You're not that old-fashioned, Pan. I can see that-"

"Yes", she briskly said. "But there are things that I do believe in, including that sex is for married people only." She remembered what her mother told her: Being pure on your wedding day is what makes wedding night worth remembering by, Pan.

"I hope you understand Jake…" her voice pleaded.

Jake nodded and sighed. "Of course." He smiled at her and stood up. "Let's see what my maid cooked for us. Wanna help?"

"Sure", she smiled and followed him. Although she knew something had changed in the atmosphere but still thankful that Jake was very understanding.

It was already six in the evening and most of the people are gone for home. Six people emerged out of the elevator and she was the only one who went in. The elevator boy was also gone. She pressed the button to eight floor. That was where Blue List Travel and Tours International located.

The elevator opened on the eight floor. There were two people who went in after she stepped out. Perhaps from the other company who also occupied the floor. The hall was deserted. She walked straight in the office and smiled seeing that there were still lights inside the room. Possibly, her boyfriend was still working with her secretary, Maya.

She pushed the door. It was open. She walked in and found all vacant desks. She strode to Maya's table which was located just in front of Jake's private office. It was clean which only meant she went home also. Jake must be working alone.

She smiled. She wanted to surprise him. She slowly turned the knob, opened the door and peeked. But she was the one who was surprised. Jake was on top of someone she couldn't recognize as his body covered her face. Their clothes were scattered on the carpet. And if not only because of their obscenities, they might hear her loud gasp.

Pan felt the numbness of her body. She couldn't remember how she was able to close the door. All she knew was she ran and grateful that she was wearing rubber shoes and that it didn't make any noise. She didn't know she literally stopped breathing as she was catching her breath when she was already outside of the office. She leaned on the wall as if she was from a tiresome run.

Only when a man came out from the adjacent office, looking curiously towards her, she recovered and composed herself. She slowly walked to the elevator knowing he was on her back. When the elevator door opened, she quickly jumped in. Slightly perplexed as the man didn't join her while she was the only one inside the lift.

She rested her back on the elevator wall but she felt like a melting candle and gradually glided on the floor. She wanted to cry but there were no tears to fall. When the door opened, she quickly stood up and emerged out. She already took few steps when she realized that she wasn't on the ground floor. She hurriedly ran after the lift but it was already closed.

She looked around and groaned when she concluded that she was on the 80th floor. Opposite to the elevator was a door with the logo of the owner of the building.

Capsule Corporation.

The elevator was going up and the reason why the man didn't walk in. She drastically pushed the elevator button for it to go up but ironically as if jesting on her, the lift stopped at every floor. Pain, shock and anger were all put together inside her head.

"Damn!" she said aloud and kicked the elevator door. "Damn all men to hell!"

"You're singing a lonely song, sweetheart, that I want to cry along," as she heard an amused voice from her back. "Who broke your heart?" he added.

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