Disclaimer- I am so unfortunate. I don't even own Dbz. Well; I can always build a time machine, go back in time, kill Akira Toriyama, and remake Dbz... my way. *Evil grin* Uggh, too bad I'm not a genius. :-P

A/N- I took this story down earlier because I noticed that I had a made a LOT of mistakes and I figured that I might as well rewrite it. In my opinion, this is much better written, but that's only my opinion. If you liked this before, read it again. Chances are, you'll probably find it more interesting. I also changed a LOT, so you might want to at least skim the chapter. It's a page longer, too. Anyways, I hope you enjoy it. -^.^-

The vast sky stretched over the land, dark gray and very unpleasant. The strong winds blew past with intenseness, bending over trees and propelling random small plants and particles of litter across the ground. As if indicating a powerful, upcoming storm, the air held a musty ambiance, and almost all people took this warning seriously and stayed locked up in their homes. Except for one person. Someone no one would expect. After all, it's not everyday that a princess is allowed outside on her own, especially on a day like this.

Pan searched around frantically. Earlier during her study session, her tutor had given her an assignment and then went off to take a small nap (he had probably bored himself to sleep). Pan took this opportunity to escape and she had spent most of her time exploring the some-what desolate town. Not noticing the dark sky, Pan was panic-stricken when a kind stranger pointed out to her that a storm was coming and suggested that she return home at once. She immediately took his advice and now… now she was lost.

Unexpectedly, the cloud barrier broke and the rain came down, first in soft drizzles, but then it intensified into harsh, giant drops that stung a little as they ruthlessly pounded down on her. The once thirsty and cracked dirt road was gradually becoming softer and muddier beneath her feet and the disgusting muck splashed upon her skirt and shoes, leaving large brown splotches. Although this was the least of her problems.

"This is ridiculous!" Pan screamed out loud to herself. However, this did very little good, because the fierce winds simply carried her words away and she couldn't even hear herself in the first place. As Pan turned around obliviously, she noticed two large lights headed towards her. She quickly scampered off the road and soon, a large carriage was besides her.

"Hey," A voice greeted her as the large carriage door opened and a bright wave of light washed over Pan. She was pulled into the carriage and her eyes promptly adjusted to the brightness.

"Thanks," she said gratefully to the young man. The young handsome man. Pan watched in interest as he pushed a short strand of lavender hair behind his ear.

"What are you doing here anyways? In case you haven't noticed, it's pretty much flooding out there." Pan said in a voice that sounded more sarcastic than it was meant to be. The man glanced at her with an almost irritated expression.

"I have to go to an important meeting. What were you doing out there?"

"I was…I was just…Oh, it doesn't even matter!" He rolled his eyes and stared at her.

"So where are you heading?"

"The castle," she replied, hoping he wouldn't ask anymore. Her father had always told her to never reveal her identity to anyone and yes, that would include good-looking guys who saved young ladies from the abusive raindrops.

"Are you the princess?" He inquired, noticing her would-be fancy dress, if it wasn't wet and muddy.

"Err…no, I'm her maid, umm…Marron? Yah, Marron," she said as an excuse, hoping her best friend wouldn't mind.

"Oh," he said almost disappointedly. She was really beautiful and he sort of hoped that she might have been the princess.

"So, can you tell me anything about the princess? Is she pretty? Is she nice?" Pan looked at the man with disgust.

"Why do you need to know,? You pervert."

"Pervert? I'm not a pervert!"

"Well, then stop asking perverted questions about me…I mean, my friend!" The two growled at each other for a few moments before Pan agitatedly whipped her head towards the window, trying to get a glimpse of the surroundings, but the thick downpour prevented her from seeing much. After a long moment of silence, he made another remark, well…insult, actually.

"Is the princess a loud, snobby person who gets easily insulted like you do?" He asked rudely.

"Grrr…stop insulting the princess! She's a great person, pretty, nice…" Pan continued describing herself (exaggerating a lot) to the point where the man was almost sickened.

"Are you gay or something? You seem to know too much about the princess." He asked, although this wasn't meant to be an insult.

"Of course I'm not! I mean, look at you! You have purple hair and I'm not complaining!"

"There's nothing wrong with my hair! And anyways, it's lavender, not purple!"

"You are so infuriating!" Pan yelled and she opened the door, despite the fact that the carriage was still moving at a rather swift pace.

"I'm leaving and I hope that I never see you again!" She jumped out, gracefully landing on her feet. He stuck his head out the door and watched her run off with amazing speed. The powerful wind slammed the door shut, pushing in the man during the process.

"I hope I never see you again either," he muttered, while rubbing his sore head.

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Pan dashed rapidly through the deep mud. She was almost positive of the way home now. Besides, it was better than being stuck in the carriage with that stupid jerk. What was his problem anyways? She breathed a sigh of relief as she observed the distinct outline of the castle.

She scurried up the steps, praying that no one noticed her absence, although this was very unlikely.

Quietly pushing open the heavy wooden doors, she looked around slyly.

"I made it!" she whispered happily, as she headed for the staircase that led up to her room. No such luck.

"Pan!" The half-worried, half-angry whisper echoed across the giant hallway. Pan turned to find her personal maid and best friend, Marron standing there with her hands on her hips.

"I was looking for you everywhere. Do you know how upset your father was when he noticed you were missing? In this weather, nonetheless." Pan smirked.

"Don't nag, Marron. It doesn't suit you." She winked mischievously at the upset girl and ran up the staircase. "Come, I don't want to face father just yet. I should let him calm down first." Unfortunately, she was too late. Gohan came bursting in through the doors of his study, frowning disapprovingly. He looked up at his daughter on the staircase and shook his head.

"Pan Son, what am I going to do with you?" He asked, looking angry, but sounding amused.

"I don't know, Daddy," Grinned Pan, walking down the staircase towards her father, "What are you going to do with me?"

"Force you to marry a prince?" Pan started laughing.

"Father!" She stared at him, confused, when she noticed he didn't laugh. "Father?"

He pointed to his study. She obediently followed him into it, leaving behind a very perplexed Marron.

"I wonder what that's all about..."

A/N- So did you like it? I really thought this was much better than the original version. Well, tell me what you think in a review. ^_~ I really love reviews…

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