That One Night

Disclaimer: I don't own DragonBall Z/GT or any characters in this story, I don't know why you would want to sue me but if you are then pick someone else, I have no money

Ok so I have updated, you people got lucky, I have been sick for the last 3 days, and today I got out of school early because of someone threatened it. But like you'd care so here is the next chapter of the story...

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In the last chapter...

Trunks and Pan had just broken their first kiss to find a very pissed Goten.

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"Goten, it's not what it looks like." Pan quickly snapped out of her pleasured daze into her serious mode, "It was an accident, it didn't mean anything, I was just worried about you coming and I don't know....." Her sentence trailed off as she looked to Trunks for moral support.

"Oh please Pan, I'm not that stupid. I call just like twenty minutes ago and Trunks is denying everything I say, I come over here to find you in his clothes, your hair is wet and Trunks in nothing but his underwear, and what are you doing, making out in his room."

His voice cracked mid sentence, and turned into a yell.

He stood there, his face completely red, taking deep breathes.

"So Trunks," his tone was sarcastic, "got a better story."

"Uh.... um.... Well," was Trunks reply.

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Meanwhile.....

Gohan and Videl paced the room, looking at the blinking answering machine.

Sighing Gohan pressed the play button for the eighth time.

"Hey bro, Pan didn't come home last night, I know who she was with though and I am on my way over right now, just stay calm I'll call ASAP."

Gohan yanked the machine out of the wall, raising his ki enough to set it a flame, he through it out the window.

"Honey," Videl took her worried husband into her arms, "I'm sure she'll be fine, Goten is probably on his way home with her right now."

"Yeah you're probably right." He pulled away from her and walked into the study to read, he couldn't help but note the uncertainty in her voice.

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Pan stepped out of the bathroom with her original clothes from last night on.

Stomping down the stairs, she frowned at Goten before turning to Trunks.

Sighing she looked into his blue eyes, "call me."

The words escaped her lips just in time before Goten grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the apartment.

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Trunks looked out the window to see the two ride away in the air car. He stayed there, just starring out the window for a couple minutes, only to be interrupted by the ringing of his phone. He walked towards the phone, her words still in his mind, it didn't mean anything.

He picked up the phone.

"Hello."

"Trunks, what happened, what went on with you and Pan, what did Goten do?"

It was Bra, a sick feeling suddenly planted itself in his stomach.

"I don't want to talk about it." It was an emotionless request, Bra couldn't do anything but comply.

"Are you going to be ok?" She was worried, not knowing what went on last night, but more importantly not knowing what went on that morning.

"I'll live."

The doorbell went off in the background.

"That should be Pan and Goten, I'll let you go."

"Bye Trunks promise me you'll call me later today."

"Yeah, bye."

He hung up the phone.

It didn't mean anything

His vision suddenly blurred, wiping his tears away from his eyes he looked the clock, eight forty-five.

"I guess I'll put in an extra day at work."

Walking up the stairs he went to get dressed.

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Bra hung up the phone, seeing Pan and Goten walk in the door she headed out of the kitchen and into the living room where Goten sat down.

Pan rushed out of the room, almost smashing into Bra as she ran by.

"What happened?"

She faced her love, looking into his eyes, she sat down next to him, taking grasp of his hand.

"I got there just in time," he looked away, getting up he walked past her into their room.

Confused and angry at his attitude towards her, she sat up and walked into Pan's room.

She was sitting on her bed, starring blankly at the wall, tears streaming down her face.

"Pan what happened over there?"

Pan stayed in her position, still starring at the she emotionlessly replied to her friend's question.

"Trunks kissed me, Goten walked in, I didn't know what to do so I told him that it didn't mean anything."

Bra paused, she didn't want to push it but then resumed her role as nosey friend.

"Did it?"

This time Pan turned her body to face her friend, her face was pale, her black eyes hollow, she looked down at the floor when she spoke before but this time she looked strait into Bra's eyes.

It scared Bra, she wanted to get out of there as fast as she could but she didn't, she asked the question again.

"Did it mean anything?"

Pan's body erupted with sobs,

"I don't know."

Bra placed her arms around her crying friend, she knew that it wouldn't lessen her pain, but it would make her feel confronted and that could really make a difference.

"Oh Bra, what am I going to do?"

"Shh," she hushed her friend, "don't cry, it won't do any good, I'll talk to Trunks and Goten, I promise I'll try to fix everything."

With those words spoken she pulled away from Pan and exited the room, shutting the door behind her.

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Bra slammed the door of her room shut to get the sleeping Goten's attention.

"What the hell did you do?" Anger was written across her face.

"I...uh.....well Gohan...." his sentence trailed off, there was the problem, he had listened to Pan's overprotective father.

He smacked himself on the head.

"Oh man."

"You stupid, stupid, stupid saiyan," Bra jumped on the bed and began to smack him over the head with whatever she could find, this object just happened to be one of her books.

"Goten, I think you've done enough, I want you to apologize to both Pan and Trunks by tonight, and then you know what I want you to do?"

Goten winced at the sound of her voice.

"What?"

"BUTT OUT!" Her voice boomed throughout the apartment walls, knocking over a few bottles on the dresser.

"Anything you say, Bra." He knew better than to disagree with her now. He was just glad that he left out a few details when explaining to his brother where his only daughter had been.

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Bra rode over to Trunk's apartment, after banging on the door for half an hour, she decided that he probably wasn't there.

It clicked in her mind, Capsule Corp. Man Pan you must have really got him bad if he went to work...willingly, she thought to herself on the way over.

Walking through the halls, she heard a commotion in Trunk's office, he was yelling, but there wasn't anyone here on Saturdays.

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Trunks looked at the stack of papers on his desk, he had been working away for at least four hours now.

Her word still haunted his mind

It didn't mean anything

It didn't mean anything

It didn't mean anything

It just kept on replaying over and over again. Until......

"I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE," with one quick swipe all the papers on his desk were sent flying all over his office.

He looked up to see Bra, she sighed bending over to pick up some scattered papers at her feet.

She looked up at him, he was a mess.

"You too huh?"

Well.....its not the end yet, but hey the more I write the closer I am, right? Good then please review my story, it's the only thing that keeps me going, and I want to thank all of you that suggested ideas and everyone that reviewed. ^.^ I want to hear your comments, review or email me Clownpants@antisocial.com

I know it's a strange address but I am reachable at it.

~*Rayne*~