Phew! Turns out I had this chapter 90% done already! I should have another one soon!

Enjoy!

A dark shadow flew out of her body and began manifesting in a twisted and gnarled, but humanoid figure. Pan whipped around angrily, her eyes glowing. Her power level shot up, making the ground quake. Two balls of ki glowed at her hands. She thrust them together and shot a massive energy blast at the creature. The blast seemed to go right through it, but then the figure dissipated.

Pan's hair faded back to black. She panted heavily and then her eyes rolled back into her head. Vegeta caught her before she hit the ground.

Trunks ran for her, but out of the corner of his eye he spotted a cloaked figure on a building in the distance. He blinked and it was gone.

'Maybe it was nothing.' He thought

He ran to Pan and his father. Pan was alright, just completely worn out. Vegeta carried her into the house. Before Trunks walked in, he shot another glance across the city.

Unbeknownst to Trunks, there really was someone there. The cloaked figure scowled at the city below him.

"Damn it all! I had no idea she was that strong! No matter, it was only a test."

He jumped off of his perch and disappeared into the shadows.

Trunks sat by Pan's bedside, dozing off. Bulma had been in and out of the room fussing over her, so he agreed to keep an eye on her. Of course, he did want to watch over her.

Pan stirred, causing him to jolt awake.

"Where…" she started, looking around.

"Hey, how you feeling?" Trunks asked

"Trunks! What…what happened?"

"Relax, Pan. Take it easy."

She sat back against her pillows.

"What do you remember?"

"I remember being angry and just losing it, but that's all."

"Well, that's about it," he chuckled, "you let loose massive amounts of energy, knocked yourself out."

"What was that….thing?"

Trunks looked serious.

"We don't know. It was almost like it wasn't real. It just…disappeared." He left the part about seeing a figure in the city out.

"Well, whatever it was, it's gone right? I was so scared when it was in my head." She said, her voice shaking slightly.

"Yeah, it's gone."

"Well, you need to get some more rest…you look beat." He sat up.

"Wait, Trunks…" She said quietly. "Did you mean it, when you said you loved me?"

"Of course I do Pan, you know that" Trunks said, putting his hand on top of hers.

She sighed. "Don't play games with me. You know what I mean."

Trunks sighed, pulled his hand away from hers and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Yes Pan, I meant it. I know it might be wrong thinking of you that way, I've known you since you were born. …You're not the child I went off across the universe or played around with on the weekends. You're a mature, beautiful woman and I just can't help but feel this way towards you. I'm sorry that I had to put this on you…I know it wouldn't work. "

He started to get up, but she grabbed his arm and said, "Why not?"

He took a double take at her.

"What did you sa–"

That was all he could get out before Pan grabbed him by the shirt and crushed her lips against his.