Hello every1. Sorry for the wait, I kind of forgot I had an account with I'm in the psyche ward for a reason you know. But don't worry I won't forget again and if I do and you send threats, you have my permission to forgo all of them. My address, is room number 67, ward 21.

(On heaven)

Trunks had watched Pan sleep all night. He watched her move, in the bed. He knew every way her long dark hair and tousled; he had it memorized in his brain. She had him addicted. She had him locked away in an endless hole mixed of rhapsody and torment. He needed her. And she needed him. This parting could kill them. Despite the fact that he's already dead, him dying again seemed very possible at the moment.

"Trunks?" Goku asked nervously.

Trunks forced him self to move his eyes form the ball and turned to look at the saiyan.

"Yes?" He said aggravated.

"You've been watching that thing for the whole night, I'm starting to think you and my granddaughter we're more than just friends."

This statement was so amusing it was enough to make our cold heart smile. "Yes, Goku." Trunks exaggerated. "I have to admit we were, I mean we are."

"I thought so." Goku smiled. "Well you have my blessing."

"That's funny." Trunks smirked. "I don't recall asking for it."

Goku frowned a little, "Well when you get down there before you even think of looking at her much less touching her, your going to have to go through Gohan."

Trunks laughed, "I'm sure that's not much to worry about, this world's Gohan probably doesn't even come close to the great man our world had."

"How did you two hook up?" Goku asked trying to change the subject.

Trunks thought a little and he didn't know why he bothered to answer but he did.

"We were always together, from she was born, yeah there was the whole part that for until she was seven she didn't really start being nice to me, but besides that we were always in love, what your question should be is when we admitted it. We had a spot, she and I." he began softly, "Since she was five, I took her down to a lake at night, so we could get away from everything." Trunks relaxed his shoulders and lay back on the cloud. "The androids didn't know where it was, it was our secret. The moon shone through the covering trees, with the stars that surrounded it." He turned to Goku and smiled, "She liked that. I didn't care so much; I was always looking at her. One night, she was 14 and I was 23. The age difference was very notable but, in our time when loved managed to find itself, it was considered to be more of a miracle than anything else. Well anyways," He said slightly blushing, "that night was the night after Bra died. I was upset, very upset. She sat down next to me and leaned her head on my shoulder, she spoke in a sad voice, 'I know I'm not Bra, but you still have me. You think of me as a sister at least?' I was surprised and hurt that she said this to me. Me who had thought we loved each other so long. 'Is that what you want to be Pan?' I asked her. She buried her head between her legs and whispered a 'no'. I smiled. 'I don't want you to be my sister either.'" Trunks laughed out loud as he remembered how red Pan's face had gotten, "She was so upset, she brought her face to mine, at the point of tears 'then what the hell are we Trunks?' I took her heads in my hands, so grateful for her, 'we're us Pan, forever.' She grinned, and that would be the first night I had the pleasure of touching her lips."

Trunks turned to look at a Goku on the verge of tears. "I'm okay." He whined, "I've just got something in my eyes,"

( On earth at the Son house)

Videl woke up to dark narrow eyes staring deeply at her nose. She shrieked, and then calmed down when she realized the eyes belonged to her daughter.

"Mom." Pan said, "Would you wake dad up, we're going to breakfast at Bulma's this morning and I refuse to be late."

Pan took out some clothes and handed them to her mother. Videl stared at the outfit her daughter had picked out. "Who am I supposed to be impressing?"

"Me mom. This is what you wear to impress me." Pan said happily as she skipped off to get herself dressed.

Videl instantly remembered the incident with her husband last night and quickly began to shake him.

"I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU DIDN'T WANT ANY MORE CHILDREN." He grumbled mocking her.

"Gohan son, I swear to god if you don't get dressed in the next five minutes, I will use up the whole years wages on kitchen supplies." Videl yelled.
Gohan rushed out of his bed and saiyan speed, hopped in the bath, and got dressed in less than 10 seconds. Videl smiled, and then did it herself; it took her a little longer though.

(At the Brief house)

Pan slowly got dressed; she had a dream last night about her and Trunks and her at the lake. It was a very nice dream.

As she walked down the stairs she was immediately attacked by Bulma, who was holding papers in her hand. "Pan dear whats your middle name?"

"I don't know." Pan replied nervously, "Why?"

"I'll tell you, with Bra." Bulma said happily. She took Pan's hand and rushed her into the kitchen where Trunks, Bra, and Vegeta already were. They acknowledged her presence, and Pan pried herself free from Bulma's grip. She got some orange juice and then motioned to Bulma. "So what is it?"

"Whats what?" Vegeta asked grumpily.

"Bulma has something to tell me, in front of Bra." Pan replied dryly.

"Well," Bulma said holding up the papers, "I'm enrolling Pan in the high school, and I'm making sure she gets in all of Bra's classes."

Pan spat out her orange juice, "You're what? Already?"
"Well the sooner the better," Bulma said smiling, "You can't go anywhere in this world without a high school and college degree, and considering who you lived with I'm sure your bery intelligent."

"I am." Pan said politely, "And I'm not boasting, but high school and college would simply be a waste of my time."

Bulma went a little purple, "Nun the less, I'd like if you'd try it out first, before you dismiss it."

Pan knew it didn't make sense to argue, she shrugged, and let Bulma continue.

"Goten is taking Bra to the mall today you will be going along as well so you can get a wardrobe."

Bra smiled, "You'll love it at my school."

"Im sure." Pan smiled unconvincingly.

She took her breakfast away from the table and walked into the living room where she could get some quiet, Bulma was going to go after her, but Vegeta told her to sit down and leave the girl alone.

A few minutes later, the door bell rung. Pan who was closet to the door went to answer.

She stared into the eyes of her father, then glanced over at herself, and then into deep blue eyes she had never seen before.

"Who are you?" she asked in a quiver.

"I'm Videl." The woman said with an outstretched hand, "Don't you know me, I'm sure you had a mom."
Pans legs felt like they were going to shatter across the floor.

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