Thirty Eight- Start Over

The room smelled just like her. No matter where he went, her smell followed. It was torture. Smelling her and knowing that she didn't remember him or the last days they had together. That she didn't remember him at all... Tony wanted him to suffer, and he was. Sparta and Yoshii knew something was wrong with him too because they stayed close by him and whined frequently.

Pan had been sent home from the hosptial a few days ago, Trunks knew this because Bulla and Goten were keeping him up to date. He never thought he would be so thankful for the two, but he was. They even came over to his apartment and told him how Pan was doing. He hadn't done much since that day; honestly, he probably hadn't even left his house. He hadn't been to work in at least a good soild week, so there would be tons of paper work to catch up on. He would find a way to work through it, he always did.

With a sigh Trunks stood up and headed to the door. Two days without seeing Pan was two days too long. He had to see her or speak to her. He couldn't stand not being close to her. She may not remember him but he remembered her.

Trunks arrived at the Son's house to see Goku and ChiChi being the only ones there. He didn't mind it though, honestly, he would prefer it only being them, because if the others were there they would more than likely try to easedrop.

"Hey," Trunks said softly. "How is she?"

ChiChi smiled softly. "She's good. She's still trying to get use to the idea of being pregnant and not remembering somebody she's suppose to."

"Do you think it would be okay if I talked to her? Could you ask her if she would...?"

"Sure," ChiChi nodded.

"How are you hanging in there?" Goku asked the young man.

"The best I can," Trunks sighed honestly. "Do you ever think she'll remember me, Goku?"

"I hope so Trunks. Gohan and Goten are actually searching for the Dragon Balls. Pan agreed that if we find them, she's okay with restoring her memory. I have a feeling she knows who you are somewhat... Don't ask me how I know, I just do. She's not as freaked out as she was about being pregnant; she's just a little different than how she was when she first woke up."

"I hope she remembers... Couldn't I send memories to her since we're mated?"

Goku frowned slightly. "You could... If she remembered being your mate. You both have to be aware of your bend for that to work."

"I don't know what to do without her," Trunks whispered.

Goku placed a hand on the younger man's shoulder. "You're dealing with it exceptonally well."

Trunks laughed without humor. "I'm just remember what my mom told me before Tony even kidnapped her... I stay calm for her."

"That's a good moto," Goku smiled.

"Pan?" ChiChi opened her daughter's door to see her reading a book at her desk.

"Who came in?" Pan asked curiously.

"Trunks," ChiChi said, looking at her daughter carefully.

"Oh..." Pan said, unsure of what to say.

"He wants to know if he can talk to you... It's up to you."

Pan looked around her room, noticing how messy it was, but if her and Trunks were mates he wouldn't mind. "Okay," she finally said. She had a few questions to ask him herself...

"Trunks," ChiChi said when she came downstairs. "She said okay."

Trunks breathed out a sigh of relief as he nodded his head and made his way up to her room. As he opened her door he saw her watching him as he came in. Carefully, he sat on her bed across from her chair and looked at her. She didn't look any different, except maybe glowing lightly. He wanted nothing more than to pick her up in his arm and kiss her. His heart was yearning for her.

Pan looked at Trunks carefully. He was indeed the same man she saw before she passed out. He was handsome... extremely handsome.

"So..." Pan said, hating the uncomfortable and awkward silence. "You're Trunks?"

The man nodded. "I am."

Pan bit her bottom lip slightly. She could see the bags under his eyes indicating sleepless nights, and she knew she was responsible for it. "I'm sorry for forgetting you..."

"It's not your fault," Trunks told her softly. "I'm sorry for scaring you like I did."

"You were killing Tony, right?"

Trunks nodded, "Yeah..."

"And he was bad?"

"I don't think he was necessarily bad, just messed up in the head. He believed that you and he were meant for each other. As soon as I met him I didn't like him, and in a way, we competed for you back then- all those years ago."

"How old was I when you two met?"

"Thirteen, I believe."

"I was still in New York?"

"Yes, you went there when you were ten, and went because of me."

"What do you mean?" Pan asked, confused. She only remembered going to New York becuase she wanted to go.

Trunks looked down shamefully. "We got into a misunderstanding of sorts so you left."

Pan nodded lightly. "Have we always been friends? Well, friends before we were in a relationship."

Trunks smiled softly. "We actually became friends when you were five, before then I thought you were just Goten's little sister."

Pan couldn't help but smile too. Even though she couldn't remember the memories, she could imagine them and it made her happy to see him smiling.

"How did we become friends?"

"We teamed up together to prank this horrible babysitter."

Pan laughed. "Did we get in trouble?"

"Only a bit," Trunks said.

Pan took in a deep breath. "When did we start going out?"

"On your seventeenth birthday."

"So... Have we been mated for a while or...?" she didn't finish the sentence because she was blushing so bad.

"We mated a few days after your eighteenth birthday."

Pan nodded as she tried to control her blush. "And now I'm pregnant..."

Trunks didn't know what to say. "I'm sorry that it happened the way it did."

"It's okay, I guess. I'm reading books," Pan held up the pregnacy book she had been reading. "Although, Vegeta says that Saiyan's grow faster than humans in the first stages. He figures that when I'm at my four month mark it will be six months for the babies."

Trunks whistled lowly. "That's quick..."

"Yeah..." Pan nodded softly. "I don't remember you, but I want you to know that I comprehend that you're my mate, and the father of my babies. Not just because everyone has told me, but because of these dreams I've had a few times."

"What kind of dreams?" Trunks asked, curiously.

Pan blushed red again. "Well... Um..." how could she tell him that she had been having R-rated dreams about him and her?

Trunks chuckled lightly, having an idea as to what she had dreamed about. "I'm going to make you remember me somehow, Pan. I promise."

Pan knitted her eyebrows together. "Don't you call me something else?"

"Huh?"

Pan shrugged. "Don't you call me a nickname or something...?"

Trunks smiled, "Panna?"

"That's it," Pan nodded.

"I didn't want to call you it and you get freaked out or anything..."

Pan played with the bottom of her shirt. "Well... You can call me it if you want." She didn't know how to explain it, but she liked the way the name sounded on his lips.

Trunks smiled. "Okay, I'm happy you're okay with it. Just saying Pan sounds kinda foreign to me..."

"So, can we start over?" Pan asked. "I know everyone is going to try to get me to remember, and I'm going to try hard to remember as well. But, I would like it if we could be friends... We can be friends, right?"

"Of course," Trunks nodded. If getting her to remember meant being in the friendzone again then he would do it.

Pan smiled. "Will you come visit me?"

"As much as you want me too," Trunks responded.

Pan smiled. "As often as you can..."

"Then I'll be here," Trunks promised.

A few days later, the Sons and Briefs gathered outside of the Son's house. Although, it had only been about a week since Tony wished on the Dragon Balls, Dende had stretched the rules to give the Saiyans permission to use the orbs, although it hadn't been a year. Gohan and Goten had done a great job at finding all of them, and they were laid out on the grass as a slight breeze blew through.

"Shall I start?" Goku asked. Everyone nodded and the Saiyan turned towards the balls. "Rise Shenron!"

All seven Dragon Balls started glowing brightly, and a light shot out from all of them before they joined together to make a single light. There formed the Eternal Dragon, as green as ever. He towered over the Saiyan's as the air became magical. Pan had a strange feeling as she looked up at the dragon with wide eyes.

"Wish?" Shenron asked in a deep, rustling voice.

It took Goku a few seconds to shake out of awe. "Shenron, please restore the memory of Trunks into Pan's mind."

"I cannot," the Dragon said immediately.

Trunks and Pan shared a frantic look. "Why not?" Bulma demanded angrily.

"Once I take someone's memory, I cannot restore it."

"But they're mates!" Goku shouted.

"If they are truly mates- then she will remember on her own. If she doesn't then their bond was never strong," spoke Shenron.

Everyone looked at Pan, and she slowly looked down. She had to remember Trunks all on her own...? How would she be able to do that?!

"Wish?" Shenron asked impatiently.

"No," Goku shook his head softly. "I don't guess so." Shenron didn't speak as he started twisting around before he vanished with the Dragon Balls into the sky.

Pan took a deep breath as she kept her eyes down. Everyone was expecting her to remember, but how could she?

"Panna," Trunks said softly as he drifted her away from her troubled thoughts. "Would you like to go on a date with me?" Pan looked at him confused so he explained, "Maybe if I take you on a date and make it similar to our first one, you might remember something..."

Pan nodded. "There's no harm in trying."