Unexpected Developments

Dear Diary,

Two months of sheer torment and still the pain does not lessen. I knew I loved him, I know I love him but I did not realise the depth of my love for him. Of course though we only went out for a month I have loved him all my life. To have such a bitter end to all my hopes and dreams is... but I can't just give him up. I know I should but maybe, maybe if am patient maybe one day he will realise... no he will never love me. He has made that ardently clear. But I can't stop loving him. Not like this.

Bra comes over a lot. I still can't bare to look at her face. So I keep my back to her but her company goes a long way towards helping me forget the pain in my heart. Even if it for a moment. She tells nothing about Trunks though. I asked her once. She made the cryptic remark that Trunks was not immune to the pain of a torn heart either. I don't know what's going on any more. I haven't left my room unless I had to for the last two months. I think my parents are starting to suspect something though I try and maintain a happy face when I am around them. Which isn't that difficult. I mean my father's always busy with work and my mom's always doing something. They aren't here often enough to notice anything different about my schedule. But even they are beginning to suspect things and that isn't good. I do not want anything else to happen. But, but... I still want to... I want to talk to Marron. Just for a little while, I want to ask her what it is exactly she has, what it is exactly she does that makes Trunks go back to her time and time again. Maybe, maybe than I'll know why I will never be the one for him. -Son Pan


'How is the wedding prep?' asked Trunks casually. A little too casually. This was not the conversation Goten wanted to have with Trunks when he dragged him out of his office for an extended lunch break.

'Fine.' Said Goten, 'It's a bitch trying to keep a secret from our families but neither Marron nor I particularly want our parents going overboard with this. We already have a place picked out and stuff now all we have to do is think of a way to get them there without arousing any suspicions about what's actually going to happen once they get their.'

'Just throw a party or something.' Said Trunks indifferently.

'Yes, but what occasion?' challenged Goten.

'Plans for extending your dojo.' Trunks offered. 'I don't think it going to much matter. They don't suspect anything and I don't think they will ask too many questions about why you or Marron suddenly decided to throw a party.'

Goten starred at his friend of a moment. 'You are awfully keen to get the love of your life married off to your best friend.' He commented. It was true about him at least Trunks had been acting very, very strange.

It was than that Trunks smiled that singularly unpleasant smile again, 'I still have hope that my little pact will yield results.'

'Trunks.' Goten drew out his name in a hint of reproach.

Trunks laughed, 'Don't worry my friend, I wish nothing but good health and long life for your brat. But...' His expression changed into one of a slightly savage mockery, 'I can't speak for the universe.'

Goten turned away. After a pause he said bluntly, 'Enough of this. What will happen will happen and right now what is planned on happening is that in a weeks time Marron will become my lawfully wedded wife for all eternity.'

Trunks smiled again. That smile was beginning to give Goten the creeps, 'You are of course right. What will happen will happen.'


She was lying on the sofa with her head on his shoulder and her hand on his chest. She had fallen asleep while they too of them where watching some DVD she rented. Uubu never really made attention to any the actual DVD unless he felt that she really wanted him to see it. Most of the time he sat watching her. Seeing the expression on her face as she saw things she liked or saw parts that she felt were really lame. The expressions on her face were in essence more interesting than the actual movie to him. She appeared to have so many. Her face was always a wash with some many emotions that Uubu wondered if some part of her Saiyain heritage meant that she felt more than the average human. Probably not, after all Vegeta and Goku only had the standard set of emotions. Some might even say that they lacked a few. But she might indeed feel more, more than him anyway. That was one of the first things he noticed about her.

The occasion was most ordinary, she saw a flower that she really liked but on her face Uubu saw more emotions played out than that. It was when he feel in love with her. He did not fall in love with Bra after she made the first move than asked him out. He was already in love with her. Starting to go out with her only made him fall ever more deeply in love with her. It was than the thought that had been haunting his waking and sleeping moments came again. 'I don't want to lose her.' his mind whispered. The hand he had around her tightened slightly. Not enough to wake her but enough to make her squirm to get comfortable again.

He of course knew who her soulmate was. Gifted with the ability to see aura's he had seen the patterns of hers in the aura of another. Fortunately for him so far the other had his head so full of love for another he would never notice her. She too had her head so full of love for him she did not notice her real soulmate and Uubu hoped she never will. A slow smile curved up his lips. Of course if things went according to plan than she would forever be his.


Marron stood on her balcony looking up at the stars. Just wondering what it would have been like to see Vegitasei. What it would be like to be taken back there as the wife of the Prince of all Saiyain? What it would be like to be taken back there as the wife of a peasant as powerful as the Prince but a peasant non the less. She once heard Vegeta say that while power mattered in Vegitasei, rank was still rank. She sighed. Of course Vegitasei was long gone and as much as anyone wanted it was not coming back. Even the Dragonballs have their limits.

It was than that she felt the Ki of one of the few remaining inhabitants of Vegitasei, 'Pan.' She said without bothering to look at her as Pan landed behind her. Blocking the door back into her apartment. 'What can I do for you?' Marron wondered.

Silence. 'What is it about you?' Pan asked finally.

Marron turned around to face her, 'Excuse me?' She asked.

'What is it about you that makes Trunks come back to you time and time again?' Pan clarified.

Marron smiled, 'You are asking the wrong question Pan. What you really should be asking is what is it about Trunks that makes me take him back time and time again or rather what is it about Trunks that makes you love him despite what he has done to you.' She informed her.

Pan turned away, 'Yes but the point is that Trunks goes back to you. Begs you to take him back. Why would he do that unless he saw something truly unique in you.'

Marron laughed, 'Maybe he thinks that I am really good in bed.' She offered.

Pan flashed her a frustrated, angry look, 'Don't toy with me Marron.'

'I am not toying with.' Marron bit back, 'What Trunks sees in me only Trunks knows. He only showed me those feelings he felt I needed to know. He doesn't share his feelings with anyone but Goten and even then there are limits. Only Trunks knows what he sees in me, how he feels about me.'

Pan shook here head, 'No, you can't be that ignorant of it. You know, you know what is it about you that makes Trunks love you. Tell me.' She commanded.

'I know what is it about me that doesn't put Trunks off.' Said Marron, her patience running out, 'I am not a love sick girl so full of love for him that I can't help but throw myself at his feet.'

'I never threw myself at his feet.' Pan screamed.

'I am not so love sick that I dress up completely unlike myself just to catch his attention.' Pan's eyes widened, 'You are not the only person Bra is friends with.' Marron reminded her. 'Maybe he likes me because I am always myself. I did wait for him but I never went out of my way to get him. Maybe he likes the fire he sees in me. Maybe he likes my beauty. After all I have never known Trunks to go for the tomboyish look before.'

Pan turned away, 'Enough.' She said.

But Marron continued, 'Maybe he likes me because I am so different from you in every conceivable way that he can't but help love me.'

'I said shut up.' Screamed Pan as she began to power up. Normally Marron would have powered up as well and held her ground. But she did not. After all she had no idea what it would do to the baby. It occurred to her too late that perhaps powering up was not the worst think for the child within her as the force of Pan Ki threw her out of the balcony and slammed her against the wall of the building opposite to hers.

'Pan!' came a scream that Pan dimly realised as her Uncles. Horrified at what she had done Pan stood still as Goten flew down and caught the unconscious Marron just before she hit the street below. Without sparing her another glance Goten took of towards the hospital, almost by reflex calling Trunks as he flew there.

For the longest time after the incident Pan stood on Marron's balcony wondering what had happened. She had hurt Marron, she didn't mean to. She was not even sure how she did hurt her. All Marron had to do was power-up as well. But she didn't. Why? That of course did not matter. The point was that she did hurt her. Shocked to her core Pan sank down to floor as a terrible guilt rose up inside of her.


Trunks rushed into the hospital with Bra close behind him. Without bothering to talk to the nurses at the reception desk Trunks tracked down Goten's Ki outside the hospital emergency room. His friend was a sight to see indeed. His face was suffused with anger and confusion. But there was a surprised mixed sadness in his eyes that made Bra's heart cry out for him. His posture was tense, his gaze fixed on the door of the emergency room. Trunks laid a hand on his shoulder. Goten flinched but soon relaxed under his friends touch, 'What happened?' asked Trunks.

'It was Pan.' Said Goten, 'She powered up. Marron didn't. They were on Marron's balcony. Marron got slammed into the wall on the building opposite to hers.' Guilt found itself into his heart, 'I was there, I couldn't move fast enough. I let her get hurt.'

'Stop that.' scolded Trunks, 'This is not your fault.' Trunks just stopped himself from laying the whole blame on Pan. Although right now he wanted to beat Pan to a pulp it did sound as if it had been an accident.

'Perhaps.' Said Goten, 'But I can't help but think that had I been just a little faster. Marron would not be in there.' His gazed fixed even more on the door.

'I can't believe Pan would do something like this.' Bra whispered to her brother, 'I blame you for this. If you didn't dump her they way you did she wouldn't be acting so unlike her.'

'Perhaps. I'll ask her about her reason's when I see her.' Trunks stated.

'Do us all a favour and stay away from Pan. I'll talk to her.' Bra told him.

Trunks' reply was cut off when the door opened and the doctor stepped out. 'Mr. Son?' he asked as he looked at Goten's general direction. Everyone of course knew who Trunks was.

'Yes.' Replied Goten. 'How is she?'

'She is fine.' The doctor assured him. 'She is a very strong lady and should recover in no time. However...' Goten's heart leaped up into his throat as he had a bad inclining about what the doctor was going to, 'the baby didn't survive the incident.... I am sorry. She is conscious now, you can see her if you want.' With that he was gone.

Goten stood there stock still as the implications sank in, 'Goten.' Whispered Trunks, 'I am so sorry.'

'No your not!' screamed Goten as he turned to face Trunks. 'You win.' He whispered as tears welled up in his eyes, 'You win.' Enable to stay there a moment longer Goten took off towards the door.

'Goten.' Trunks cried as he took a step towards the direction his friend went, fully intending to follow him.

'No.' Bra pulled him back, 'Go to Marron, I'll go after Goten. I don't think he want's to see you right now.' Trunks nodded and watched his sister go after Goten. But he did not go to Marron immediately. Instead he sat down on the nearest chair trying to determine his feelings about these unexpected developments. Surprisingly the first thing that popped into this mind was, 'Poor Uubu.'


Author's note: Following is a review I received for Torn.

rage against pan and trunks () Date: 2001-11-24 Ch: 2 Anonymous I am getting really fucking tired of that white boy trunks always being the center of attention. All you trunks and pan writers are fuckin ignorant mother fuckers. Try something different use fucking OOB motha fuckas. Yeah, Pan was born to love fuckin white boys. Fuck ya all.

*scratches head* I am a Pan and Trunks writer. Huh, you learn new things everyday and here I thought I was doing different things and not following the usually pattern of fics. Well, I guess I am just going to have to try harder.