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Trunks: 25

Pan: 21

"When we are unable to find tranquility within ourselves, it is useless to seek it elsewhere."

-Francois de La Rochefoucauld

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Mistakes

Chapter Four: Her Sight

By: Blood-in-the-Stars

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Everything was secret and oh so private. Nothing was said or told, just an agreement by the body language of two people. No words, attachments, or emotional drawbacks: The Perfect Deal. Or was it?

How can something be so perfect, but yet so wrong? Is that a question or an answer? All anyone would have to do rearrange the sentence a little and make it: 'Something so perfect can be so wrong.' Others can't rearrange it no matter how hard they try. This is the story of one who could and one who couldn't.

The other would try and make an answer to this question. One could say it is perfect or one could say it's wrong, another could say it's too confusing. Those who take the confused route eventually change and rearrange the words to fit what they think is the truth.

He answered…It's perfect.

'Something so perfect is so wrong.'

That was hers.

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If there was ever a day that Panela Katherine Son ever regretted wearing high heeled shoes to work, today was the day. Today she first cursed god and then cursed her best friend Bulla Vanessa Briefs for this hell. God was cursed when all of the elevators broke down. The workers told her it was a computer error in the system, but she knew god must have hated her. Her office was on the two hundred and fifth floor. The highest floor she shared with the CEO's and the President himself.

Bulla was cursed for each staircase step she had to take the whole way up because five years ago she claimed "high heels will make us look sexier and more sophisticated." Sophisticated her ass! All the way up the stairs she prayed Bulla would just appear in front of her so she could shove her four and a half inch high heel shoe up her ass.

When she first entered the building, one of the workers had told her about the elevator and offered her to go out back and take her for a ride in the helicopter to the top. She of course refused. Just because she had a higher position than someone on the two hundred and fourth floor didn't make her better. They probably weren't getting helicopter rides. She replied a quick "no thank you" and took the stairs. Now she was wishing she had taken the helicopter and screw the guy on the two hundredth and whatever floor she didn't care.

When she finally reached the top her secretary immediately offered a foot massage and a cup of coffee to her. She accepted them gratefully and her feet regained their bliss after a half an hour massage treatment and her dulled alertness increased after the cup of coffee.

When Pan realized what shoes Rin was wearing she hopped out of the chair and ordered her secretary into to it. Then she went to the coffee machine and filled a cup for her and gave it to her. "It's your turn, Rin."

"Miss Son that's okay! Really I'm fine!"

"You've been massaging my feet for a half an hour. It wasn't until a few seconds ago that I realized that you have heels on just like me today. And how many times to I have to tell you to call me Pan?"

Rin was about to protest but Pan had already started on her feet and moved up in circular motions up to her ankle and then back down to her heel. Rin looked at Pan strangely. She thought it was weird when she had first met her that she had insisted to be called Pan but now she was feeling guilty for not giving her secretary a massage?

"Uh…" Rin started out and then thought about her words, "Pan I would just like to say thank you."

"It's not needed you gave me one already and I'm returning the favor."

Rin smiled and said, "I never expected you to be like this. When I heard that you were one of the most powerful and prominent family on Planet Vegeta besides the royal family I thought you would be," she paused to pick her words, " …I don't know…snobby."

Pan smirked and shook her head through a chuckle, "That maybe so but you can thank my parents for that one. They never spoiled me and that's why I turned out this way. I started to work when I was fourteen and after I graduated high school they paid for my college but I still worked part time because I paid for my own personal expenses.

My best friend is the princess and her mother spoiled her for a long time until she got to be about sixteen. She wasn't snobby before, she was just demanding and her mother didn't really like it that much. So she started working with me and I have to say she's just like me except I don't go shopping once a week and get a new wardrobe." She laughed at the last part. She did have to admit she missed her comical best friend.

"Why did you come to earth? I mean you seem like you're far away from your family. Was it just for this job?" As soon as Rin finished her question she regretted asking it. She could tell that the pain in her boss's eyes was one that had been there scarred and imbedded from something that had happened.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you sad!" Rin said taking her feet out of Pan's hands and standing up abruptly. "Would you like to get you some chocolate or something because that always helps!"

The heavy gloom in Pan's eyes disappeared as she started laughing at her secretary's frantic attempts to make her happy, "Rin it's alright! Slow down! It's okay I'm fine!"

"But…" she stuttered back.

"I wasn't upset," Pan said trying to convince Rin and maybe a little bit of herself, "I actually received this job offer right out of college and my father set something up so I should be here eventually. My family just didn't think I would go to earth this soon."

She sighed in relieve, but still gave Pan some chocolate when she heard that, "Then may I ask one more time?" She waited for her boss to nod and she did, "Why did you come here if it wasn't only for the job?"

"My father betrothed me to a man who eventually wants to up living here. He actually was elected to be Ambassador of the northern Pacific and Asian relations planet for Planet Vegeta."

Rin looked taken back, "They still betroth people! I had no idea!"

Pan gave a small smile, "It doesn't happen really anymore. It hasn't been in practice for at least a couple hundred years. My father set it up because I'm an only child and he wants me to lead on our family after he's gone. He basically wants me to have an heir. The problem is that I don't want to marry someone. I never want to get married. I want kids but I don't want to get married. A marriage, I believe, would hold me back from a career.

My great grandmother married my great grandfather at nineteen. My grandmother married my grandfather at seventeen. My father knocked my mother up two months before they got married and they were eighteen. Those three women ended up being house wives. I grew up with all three of them and decided that I would be nothing like them and I'm succeeding thus far. I'm twenty-one with a college degree and I'm unmarried."

"But you're getting married anyways?" She asked her superior with a raised eyebrow.

"He's a respectable man who can give me children without them being bastards and who wont stay up late and yell at me for being late from work. We would only have arguments about children we would have. That's it. No strings attached," Pan cringed at the end and knew what was coming from her slightly younger secretary. Most would think this was an awful resolution and a horrible idea.

Rin blinked for a few seconds and shook her head. She had never heard anything like this before in her life. It was odd but when she thought threw it all it made sense. Women had been long suppressed over the thousands of years and there was nothing wrong with a women standing up saying she didn't need a man to complete her life.

"So you think I'm crazy? That's what my father told me," Pan said looking away from Rin.

"No," Rin said suddenly, "I think it's brilliant."

Pan turned her head and her eyes widened, "You what?"

"I think it's brilliant," Rin repeated, "It's a good way to get what you want. Did you expect your father to do something like that in response though?"

Pan shook her head, "No I didn't it came as a surprise. Normally dad is predictable but not this time. He worries a lot about the family though so I guess he should do things like that."

"It's amazing to me though that he did it when no one else has done in a couple or so hundred years right?"

"Well it's no longer traditional but the law is no erased from the written laws of planet Vegeta so my father can do that legally."

"So have you've seen this guy before right?"

Pan nodded, "Across the room a couple times and I shook a hand at a party one time. He's very handsome. Although, I can't imagine why he would agree to his father and settle down with me."

Rin gasped and shouted, "But Miss Son…"

"Pan," she corrected.

"Right, Pan. You are beautiful! Of course he would agree to marry you any children you would have would be wonderful just by your looks because at this point I cannot judge on his."

Pan giggled, "I don't agree, but I'm sure my children will be beautiful on the inside and out. But let's not talk about children right now! I'm not even married yet! Let's get to work! We only have a few more things to do on the Ling account and we're finished!"

Rin nodded her head eagerly to Pan to show her boss that she was ready to talk any work she would dish out.

Pan walked into her office and handed her a list of things to do before she finally sat down at her desk chair and quickly started to finishing paper work that would eventually be submitted to the President of the company.

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"Sir, are you sure you are up for this meeting today?"

"I'm fine; don't worry so much about me Franz."

"You haven't been well for the last couple of weeks. I doubt you are ready for this trip to earth in a few days. But you've already demanded to go on this ridiculous trip! Don't you think you should rest before you go?"

Trunks sighed and rolled his eyes at his worrying butler, "I'm fine stop worrying about me! I have to go to this meeting today it's important. In fact, you yourself know that all council meeting need to be attended to by the royal family. I'm going to be king one day and this is my responsibility."

Franz wiped his forehead that was sweating from the frustration for his master. How could he be so stubborn?

"Fine young master, you always know what is best. But please allow me at least to do your packing for earth?"

Trunks smirked, "No."

"Sir-!"

"That's enough Franz. I thank you very much for caring about me but I would like to pack my own things for earth. In fact you can have a vacation for however long I'm gone." Trunks said simply.

Franz sighed. It was time to bring out the 'big guns'. As the master's butler he had been assigned to the prince for many years. He came to Trunks whenever he needed him. Normally Trunks would call him when he needed him but today he went to him. He felt he had an obligation: To save his prince's sanity and heart.

"Sir I found your paper on your desk this morning. Excuse me for 'snooping' but I felt that it was an obligation that could not be ignored just as it is now for me to be obligated to tell you that you must leave that girl alone." He was very stern with his last three words and he had meant it.

Trunks froze as he was in the middle of putting his jacket on. He knew. He turned towards his servant and gave him a hard look for a few moments. Franz knew that the look meant 'never mention it again', however it was too late not to discuss it now.

"I did a little research on this man you are going to mud rack today at the council's meeting. You are making yourself look like a buffoon if you do this Trunks. You have to understand that this cannot be avoided. He is arranged to be with her, it's not like he stole her from you. No one truly knows master." He assured him.

Trunks glared through slits in his eyes, "Then how did you know Franz! You were not supposed to go through my stuff!"

He was afraid this was going to happen. He knew the prince would be angry, "There was those nights where you were not careful. You kept on calling on me less and less. I become worried. I came to check on you and I found Miss Son and you…well…together."

"Have you told anyone?" Trunks said while turning away.

He shook his head wildly, "No sir. No one knows except for me."

"Well I trust you not to tell anyone else. I love her. If I didn't love her then I wouldn't fight for her. If I can stop him from going to earth and get the council on my side then she will have no excuse or reason to stay on earth." Trunks reasoned with his butler.

"Does she love you in return, sir?"

"If she didn't love me she wouldn't have kept coming back."

Author's Note: I will be continuing this story. As long as your interested.