Chapter 1
By: Bellchan
Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ/GT characters.
Author Notes: First, don't forget reading the prologue. This is my first Alternative Universe fic. Actually, from this chapter on, it's timeline will shift between the present (7 years after GT series) and about 200 years in the past. I know it's weird but, as I told you, it's an A/U (only the past timeline part). Do you believe in reincarnation? Neither me. But if in DBZ/GT world aliens exist, pigs and dogs can speak, Enma Daioh exists, why not? Anyway, I was only writing this fic to entertain myself, and I didn't intend to make it long, but I think I won't resist... Please forgive me for any mistakes, I gave up with the dictionaries, they were making me speed down. And by the way, people, sometimes I feel you expect too much on my work, but I can only write simple stuff with nothing special. I'm not a writer, I'm just a T/P big big BIG fan who babbles a lot! ^_^
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"The first time I saw him, he was there standing in the rain. A young boy with lavender hair. He was like an angel. Celestial."
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The party on Capsule Corporation was about to finish when people heard a thunder roaring outside. They quickly rushed to gather their families and go home before they could be caught by the rain. Pan just hugged her friends once more before leaving with her parents. Then she took a quick glance at Trunks and Aya, as they both waved their hands at her. She sighed and took off.
When the Sons had just stepped inside their house, the sky seemed to have cracked down above their heads. Someone up there should be furious... But Pan didn't even pay attention to the storm. Normally she would be complaining about all that noise hurting her sensitive ears, but she didn't. Actually she was very quiet.
"Pan-chan, are you all right?" asked Gohan, with a look of concern on his face.
"Yeah, dad, I'm just a little tired. I'll get some sleep now, okay? G'night, dad, mom!" she said, as she went up the stairs.
"Good night, dear!" said Gohan and Videl in unison.
Her old bedroom. Everything was still there, untouched. Her sound player, her desktop, her Teddy bears. She quickly changed her clothes, brushed her teeth and then fell on her bed, exhaust. She thought about her dancing with Trunks. Yes, she still loved him. She wasn't sure when it had begun, but the deep hurt she felt every time he appeared with a girlfriend was there to prove it couldn't be a sisterly love. She and Trunks were always so close. So close. Maybe he was also afraid. After all, he was so much older than her. She didn't care, but he... Who could ever know what was up in that handsome head? Kind, gentle, arrogant, irresistible, smart... His face kept showing on her mind. Slowly, the soothing melody of the rain falling outside made her drift off to sleep.
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It was raining hard outside the castle. A tall, middle aged man paced nervously around the room, while his servant watched him walk towards the huge window with a desperate look in his eyes.
"Oh, God! Didn't Lady Pan arrive yet? Look at the lightening! And that rain! If something happens to her Lord Julian will have my head served in a tray!" he stated.
"Don't be worried, sir. She's a smart girl. Besides, Miss Brenda is with her." said the servant.
"God, please protect her!" whispered the man.
Not too far from there, two girls were having a hard time while trying to ride their scared horses. The younger one was short, had shoulder length black hair and was very beautiful. Her companion was about her age, and had light blue hair.
"Gosh, Lady Pan, I told you it would rain! We shouldn't have left the castle in this weather condition!"
"You don't need to repeat that, Brenda! But I had to see if my lilies would be okay!" justified the brunette girl.
"You and those lilies! Why are you so obsessed with them?" asked the other one.
"They were my mother's favorite flowers. They always remind me of her..." explained the young lady. Suddenly, a strong ray hit a tree nearby, making Brenda's horse go off at a top speed. She completely lost control of it, letting herself being carried away.
"Brenda!!" shouted Pan, trying to reach her companion. However, another ray made her horse also go hyper, and she fell on the muddy floor. Fortunately, she hadn't broken anything, just got some scratches, but she was left all alone in the middle of the road.
She was getting dizzy from walking during hours under that unstoppable rain. Her clothes were all soaked and her lips were starting to get blue because of the cold. She slowed down her pace as her vision became all blurred. The only thing she remembered before passing out was the image of a young purple haired man coming into her direction.
"Hey, lady!" he said, catching the small girl before she could hit the ground. "Lady, are you okay?" he gently held her in his arms, but he got no response.
Later that afternoon, the girl woke up in her bedroom, inside of the castle. Pan was living there since she lost her parents, one year ago. Her father was a close friend of the king, and when she became fifteen she was promised in marriage to the prince, Julian. Now she had grown up into a graceful seventeen year old lady, and her beauty could make people actually mistake her with a real princess.
"Lady Pan, thanks God, you're awake!"
"Galford? What happened? Where's Brenda?" asked the girl, while sitting up.
"I'm right here, lady." said Brenda, walking towards the other girl.
"I'll let you two talking alone. Brenda, just take care of her." said the man.
"Sure, Sir Galford."
When the man got out of the room, Pan approached the blue haired girl and asked her some few questions. "Brenda, what happened with me?"
"Well, I was coming back to find you, when I met that guy. He was carrying you in his arms. Then he told me you had just fainted and helped me to bring you here." she told her.
"Who was he? Where did he go? What was his name?" Pan shot.
"Hey, calm down, lady!"
"How many times do I have to say 'don't call me lady'?" said Pan, impatiently. When she had moved to the castle, Brenda was chosen to be her servant, her companion. However, their closeness made them even become friends, and Pan would always trust her to be her confidant.
"All right... Pan." said Brenda, pausing a little before speaking the girl's name. "Well, I don't know anything about that boy and I've never seen him before. But I must admit... He was quite handsome!" she observed, giggling.
"I know he was!" Pan quickly stood up and walked towards her closet.
"Pan? What are you doing?"
"I need to find him!" she spat, while changing her clothes.
"Are you insane? It's still raining outside and we don't know where he is. Besides, Lord Julian would be mad at us!" said Brenda, a little startled.
"But I need to thank him for helping me..." the girl complained.
"Listen, Pan, tomorrow we can think about something but, now, please don't get me into trouble and come back to bed!"
The brunette girl sighed in defeat and walked towards the window. Who was that handsome, mysterious boy? She didn't know why, but she felt an intense urge to meet him again.
The next day, Pan was walking down the large corridors of the palace followed close by Brenda. She stopped mid way as someone called for her from behind.
"Pan? Where are you going?" it the was prince's voice. Julian was a tall, strong man. He had short black hair and blue eyes and was surely very handsome. At least it was what most of the girls in the castle thought, but for Pan he was just the man she was forced to marry. She actually liked him, he was always gentle and polite towards her but that situation she got into since she was fifteen just seemed to complicate the things.
"I'm just going for a walk with Brenda... It's a beautiful day outside!" answered Pan, smiling sweetly at him.
"Pan, you shouldn't go out after what happened yesterday..." he stated.
"Oh, please, Julian..." said Pan, shooting her best puppy dog face, her favorite trick to get what she wanted.
"Okay..." he responded, sighing. "But if you ever get into trouble again you won't be allowed to leave the castle for a while!"
"I got it, thanks, Julian!" then she quickly grabbed Brenda's hand and rushed towards the gate. The prince just shook his head and walked inside. Sometimes she acted like a little child.
The two enthusiastic girls soon started to become aware of what was in front of them. A huge place. The world. Where should they go and what should they do to find a person they even didn't know?
"What should we do, Brenda? Didn't he say anything?" she asked.
"No, he didn't... What about we ask people if they know him? Actually, there isn't many purple haired boys out there..." Brenda suggested.
"Well, why not?" responded the girl.
But all their effort seemed to be in vain. People in the villages nearby would always give them a negative answer or even make fun of them. Pan was starting to feel hopeless.
"Pan, it's impossible to find someone in this huge place. Please, let's go back to the palace." insisted Brenda.
"But Brenda..." she pleaded. Then she moved her hand to reach her handkerchief but she didn't find it. "Hey, where's my handkerchief?" she asked, worriedly.
"You must have lost it while we walked by the villages." answered Brenda.
"Oh, no! It was my mother's! It was here a minute ago... Oh, Brenda, I want it back!" she complained.
"And what do you want me to do? Looking for a piece of cloth is even worse then looking for a stranger!" she spat.
"Please..." again, she shot her infamous look.
"Do as you wish." replied Brenda, shrugging.
"All right, you go look over there, and I will search right there." Pan instructed.
"Okay, but then we meet here within twenty minutes, even if we don't find it." Brenda told her. Then, the two girls walked into opposite directions.
The minutes passed by, and Pan was beginning to feel tired and thirsty under the sun. She spotted a river nearby and rushed towards it to drink some fresh water. While she did it, she cursed the world for her not being lucky that day.
"Shit! Damn shit! Holy shit!" she mumbled.
"Those dirty words don't fit such a beauty like you." She nearly jumped from her feet as she heard a voice behind her. She quickly turned into its source and opened her mouth in surprise. It was him.
"You... The boy... Yesterday..." was all she could manage to say, in her state of total disbelief.
"I see you're fine now..." he said, approaching her.
"Yes, thank you for saving me..." she spoke, standing up and looking into his brilliant crystal blue eyes.
"It's always a honor to serve a princess..." he replied, making her blush at his comment.
"Oh... I'm not a princess..." she said, still blushing.
"Well, I must confess I first thought you were a child, judging by your height..."
"What? I'M NOT a child, you moron! I'm already seventeen! By the way, how old are you?" she asked, in a demanding tone. In fact, it really pissed her off when people called her short.
"Er... I'm... I'm also seventeen..." he answered, giving her a sheepish smile.
"Great! And how do you dare to call me a child?" she yelled.
"I'm sorry..." he pleaded. "You're indeed a little... full... to be a child..." he observed, staring at her round breasts. Then she slapped his cheek.
"I'm sorry..." he rubbed the reddish spot on his handsome face.
"You pervert, idiot, jerk!" she shouted at him.
"I'm sorry..." he said, bowing.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm insulting you and you just say I'm sorry?" she grew impatient now.
"Please, forgive me, I didn't want to be unpolite... By the way, does it belong to you?" he asked, holding a small handkerchief on his hand.
"Yes! You found it! Thank you!" she said happily, taking the delicate cloth back. "Oh, I was just forgetting! My name is Pan, and I live in that castle right there. And you? What's your name?" she said, gracefully.
"I'm... Trunks." he responded.
"Trunks? It's a weird name..." she spat. He just smiled gently at her.
"Don't you ever get mad at me?" she asked, intrigued with his steady calmness.
"No. You're too cute and beautiful for someone to get mad at you." he replied. Her face was flushing badly with his gentle words. It wasn't that she had never gotten a compliment before, but coming from that gorgeous guy, it surely was making her melt. "Well, I've gotta go! Ja ne!" he told her.
"Wait, where do you live?" she was taken aback by his sudden announcement.
"Me? I live everywhere... Sometimes I live nowhere..." he informed.
"I'm serious! How can I find you again?" she insisted.
"Humm... Why?" he asked, smirking.
Now the girl was cornered. She certainly felt too embarrassed to confess she had liked him since the first time she saw him. She could still feel the warmness of his arms holding her protectively, in the rain. But before she could think up an answer, Pan heard someone calling for her. It was Brenda. Then, she turned to the boy again only to find out he was already gone.
"Trunks...
Will I ever see you again?" she whispered.
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Comments: Now you
must be thinking I went crazy, right? But I was always crazy, since I began
writing... ^_^ Well, this will be my only technical explanation for
the entire fic: "Coincidentally" (forced by the author) Pan and Trunks
had the same names on their past lives, although they didn't have an age
difference. They also weren't Saiyajins in that timeline, since Goku and
Vegeta would only come to Earth many years after that. But consider they
looked exactly the same. And the sudden timeline shifting is just the main
characteristic of the story. Plus, to be sincere, I'm not expecting things
to really make sense. As I told you, I'm just writing this fic for fun.
But thank you for reading anyway. If you also like it I'll post the next
chapters, otherwise they'll remain on my computer. It would really be a
pity, since I'd love to share it with you. PS: Burning Hearts part 8 is
on the way! Ja ne!