Hi Minna-san

This is the new chapter 6. I think it's better than the other one. I'm so darn close to making this one of those fics that goes under the dreaded list of things that ALWAYS happen in a fic to T/P to make it T/P. Inochi's been havin' a tough time figuring out how to go about this pair off thing... But I think I finally got it.

This one ain't a songfic.

Disclaimer: nopey nope nope.

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There was darkness everywhere. No light. No love. No feeling to the place what so ever. There she stood. Alone. With no one. She looked around closely. She looked at herself. She wore tight black spandex shorts, a long white T-shirt that was clipped at the side with an orange star, and her long raven black hair was clasped in ponytails. She was... her mother... She herself had dressed in a similar outfit in her days of high school, but this was different. Somehow. A figure walked in the distance. She, for some reason, feared it. It had the face of a fear, proud prince of the Saiya-jins. She knew this prince more than she wanted to anymore. She cared for this prince. She was bonded to this prince. She was MAD at this prince. This prince had left her alone. Alone to sulk. Alone to herself. Alone to hurt. She had hurt in pain for ten years, and she refused to become lonely enough to return to the pain of the thought of never being the one for this prince. She would never be more to him. And she would never let him be more than he had to her. Never again.

"Pan-chan," the Prince called.

"Go away," she responded sounding more and more like her mother.

"But Pa-"

"GO AWAY!" She screamed running at him, "Leave me alone NOW!"

"Pan-chan,..." he said as a noise came into her mind, "Run away!"

It was too late...

"NOOO!"



"NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Pan screamed as she sat up in her bed. That stupid dream again. She was her mother. Trunks was in the form of a Saiya-jin prince. She felt the pain again. 'Maybe,' the back of her mind told her, 'Maybe you feel that pain because you refuse to believe that you're the one Trunks wants...' "Shut up," she mumbled to herself, "Stop thinking that..."

She wiped the sweat off her forehead, "Just... sleep... that's it... sleep away the pain and trouble..."

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"Hey! Mornin'!" Bra said cheerfully as she flipped a pancake.

"Good Morning..." Pan mumbled as she looked at Bra quizzically, 'I wonder why she's so happy...'

"Good morning sis," Trunks said as he zombie-walked into the room, "I trust you slept well..."

"Didn't sleep a wink, Goten said he had somethin' to tell me this morning, that and Pan kept yelling at herself..."

Pan blushed, "Shut up Bra..."

"What was that Pan-chan?"

"I said shut up Bra!"

"I thought that's what you said!"

"Grrrr..."

Bra laid the plates in front of her brother and friend, "Eat up!"

Goten peaked his sleepy head around the corner, "Psst... Bra, come 'ere..."

Bra jumped up and ran over by Goten.

Trunks waited for them to leave, then he started to poke at his food, "You think we can... eat this stuff?"

"I gave her the recipe..."

Trunks pushed away the plate, "Guess not!"

"Hey! Stop that TRUNKS! I told you I learned to cook!"

"And I should believe that...?"

Pan growled, "If you can here to insult me I'll leave!"

Trunks looked at her out the corner of his eye, "Oh come on Pan-chan, you know you like my company."

Pan could only growl. He was always right. Why did he always have to be so damn right? "Leave me alone Trunks, just leave me ALONE!"

"Pan-chan..."

"GO AWAY!" Pan shouted as she stood, and walked quickly from the table.

Trunks watched dumbfoundedly as Pan left the room.

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Pan wanted to clear her head. She really did. But to her, there was nothing to be discussed or even thought about. She had been wrong to be so mean to Trunks. But that was what she had to do. She couldn't... wouldn't let him know.

A banging came from the door, "Pan-chan! Pan-chan, you in there?"

"How many times must I tell you to go away?"

"As many times as you like, but I'm not going to."

"Thank you for informing me, but I won't be letting you in."

"Fine," the voice said as the door opened, "Then I'll be letting myself in," she said as he let the door shut behind him."

"Trunks..."

"Tell me!"

"Trunks..."

"Now Pan-chan!"

"Trunks!"

"WOULD YOU SPILL IT!"

"THE DOOR IS LOCKED YOU IDOIT!"

Trunks turned and tugged on the door, "Why is this ship locked?"

"Because this room was not supposed to be used for training, it was for torture or stamina."

"I see...," Trunks pondered, "And why are you in here?"

"To think."

"And potentially never come out?"

"You would have eventually found me. And besides, what if I don't like what I decided?"

"Why would you decide it?"

"Because it was the truth."

"And what where you deciding?"

"That I was Bon..." Pan trailed off.

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Tell me."

"No."

"You're bonded to someone?"

"Maybe..."

"Who?"

"What would you care?"

"I myself have bonded before."

"Oh really," Pan said walking closer to Trunks. She had an odd GI on. It was like a vest, it crossed in front of her, went half way down her thighs, and tied at the waist. "Whom were you bonded to? Marron?"

"No!"

"Well, who then?"

"Why should I tell you?"

"BECAUSE IT WILL AFEECT ME YOU BIG FAT IDIOT!"

"What?"

"Because..." Pan said as she felt herself begin to sob, "Forget it. You're my friend Trunks, I don't what to see you get bonded to someone who doesn't feel for you in return..."

Trunks was silent.

"Just... I dunno, just KI blast the door or something. I don't care, just get me out of here."

Trunks looked around, "Spike your KI, maybe Goten or Bra will be able to get us out..."

"NnnnnNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Pan shouted as the ship rocked from side to side, "What the hell was that?"

"I think we've been hit..."

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Okay, I think this one was better. What do you think? Hit or miss?

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