Break- Chapter 3

By Tanyaneko



Disclaimer: Er… I own… *sigh*… nothing.

A/N: Big happy thank you to everyone who reviewed: Brandon, R, ObsessiveOne, neko, brattyangel, beth, Lady Lotus, JuuhachiEighteen, Bunny, Lady of Flame, Bra Briefs-Vegeta, Lady Dark Tiger's Eye, Someone, Chris/crisis, meiyume, maria, Cute Lil Star Angel, Baby, Lady Pan, V-chan, and delia. It's so nice when people review; it's very encouraging. ^.^



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"What? Did you say 'broken'? As in a pile of little pieces that could fit in a decorational glass bowl tiny enough to put on a bookshelf?" Bra questioned, trying to suppress her look- the look that said she'd just gotten an idea.

Trunks recognized it anyway, and turned to his sister, hope shining in his blue eyes. "What is it, Bra? Do you know something?"

The clone of her mother flipped her light blue hair and shrugged. "No."

"Bra! You do know something, or else you wouldn't have been so specific about it! Tell me!" Trunks was almost on the verge of insanity. He needed to get his present for Pan, and if Bra knew something, then gosh golly jeepers (A/N: My new favorite phrase, lol.) she was going to tell him!

"Okay, okay, Trunks. In Pan's room, on her bookshelf, there's this pile of broken ceramic she keeps in a little glass bowl." Bra admitted. "But you don't really know if they're from the dragon. They could be something else." She paused. "Pan never did tell me what was in the bowl. It almost seemed like it was too painful for her to even talk about."

Trunks felt horrible. I hurt her. I hurt my angel. "I-"

But Bra wasn't finished. "And even if they are, how are you going to get into Pan's room? You can't fly into her window and hide your ki from her parents at the same time."

Trunks shook his head. "But they might be, and I'll find a way. They just have to be."

Trunks shrugged and raced Goten out, not noticing the dragon was lying in broken pieces on the floor. In fact, no one noticed- no one but Pan, who stared silently and tried her hardest not to cry.

When she was positive nobody was looking, Pan took her bandana out of her pocket. Clashing or not- it didn't matter that she wasn't wearing it- Pan never went anywhere without her bandana. She used the orange cloth to gather up the pieces of the dragon, just as she was gathering up the pieces of her broken heart. Maybe someday someone would put them back together. Until then, she would shelter them in glass, for everyone to look at but for only her to really see. She wasn't sure if she was thinking of the little dragon or her heart anymore.

"So Trunks, how are you going to get in?" Goten asked.

Trunks shrugged and ran a hand through the light strands of his lavender hair. "I don't know, Goten. Let's go to the kitchen and think about it there. I'm hungry."

A few minutes later, after raiding the fridge for the second time that day, the three half saiya-jins sat at the table, eating and thinking.

All of a sudden, Trunks quickly swallowed what was in his mouth and announced triumphantly, "I have an idea!"

Okay, everybody, what did you think? Tell me! What is Trunks' idea? You'll have to read the next chapter to find out… I wonder how fast I can write it…

~Tanyaneko