Miles away
Pan was settled in and was actually kind of happy. Gohan and Videl were happy Pan forgot about Trunks, at least they thought so.
Deep inside Pan's mind Trunks was still number one. She did manage to find a few friends. But they experienced her as weird and absentminded. But they, of course, didn't know the reason.
Interlude: I miss you
Trunks:
"I'm
wearing a mask and if my friends ask me how I feel I tell them I feel
wonderful, although I'm not.
I took your pictures of my wall like I can just for get
How I miss you, how cold it is, how empty my life is without you being near me.
I just can't let you go, even though I know I have to. I just can't handle it,
I miss your arms around me. No I won't live in a world with out you."
Pan:
"I've
tried everything, everything to forget about you. I lie when people ask me how
I feel. I read a lot of books and I watch t.v. But that doesn't change
anything.
I still feel
Still long
Still think
Only of you."
"No
I can't let you go, even though I tell myself it is for the best. I just can't
take it any more. I miss the touch of your hands. I can't live in a world
without you. Time is frozen, the time that heals all wounds, it just won't go
on without you."
(This interlude was based on the beautiful lyrics of Marco Borsato and Trijntje Oosterhuis, of the song 'Een wereld zonder jou' (A world without you) The words here belong to them and them alone!!! I just… borrowed them ^^)
Gohan came home, his face white as a sheet. He plunged down on the couch staring in to oblivion.
"Gohan? Gohan?" shouted Videl as she pinched Gohan's shoulder.
Gohan looked up at her, smiling vaguely as if he just noticed she was there. But his eyes were lost in…
nothing.
"Gohan what's wrong? Tell me, you're scaring me."
"It's Bulma…" started Gohan.
"Is there something wrong with Bulma?" said Videl shocked.
"She's… dead…"
Videl's eyes grew large and she covered her mouth with one hand to muffle the shocked sigh.
"How…? When? I…"
"Some burglar, he broke into Capsule Corporation labs and he stabbed her," Gohan's eyes went wet with tears. Videl hugged him tightly.
And at the exact same time Pan arrived in the living room.
"Hi I'm ho…me…" her voice faded as she saw the display on the couch.
"Mom… what is wrong?" Videl looked up at her with puffy eyes.
"Honey sit down…"
Fear filled Pan, she could feel her heart beat in her throat. Obedient she sat down, never taking her eyes of her parents.
Gohan and Videl got themselves back together and they sat tightly on the couch. A long, painful silence fell.
Finally Gohan decided to tell Pan about Bulma.
"Pan… I don't know how to tell you, but I'll try," Gohan sighed deeply. "Bulma… died yesterday," he said in a low voice.
A shiver ran through Pan's entire body. This could not be happening, It just couldn't!
"How..?" managed Pan to ask, although she didn't want to know, it didn't seem important at the moment.
"Someone broke into CC-labs, and she was there, and…" Gohan couldn't finish.
"… she got killed" finished Pan softly. Videl nodded.
Finally the tears came, Pan ran upstairs and she fell on her bed. And she cried until she fell asleep…
a deep dreamless sleep.
Bulma meant a lot to everyone, so it was only natural to go to the funeral. This was too important not to do. Even though Pan and Trunks would be reunited.
And so it happened. Three days later they went towards Capsule Corps. All dressed in black and a sad look on their faces. None of them wanted to say anything. So a deep silence filled the car.
When they arrived it didn't take all to long for Pan and Trunks to notice each other. It was a emotional reunion between them, tears were shed. They were happy to see each other again, but this beautiful event was overshadowed by the loss of Bulma; a great mother, wife and friend.
The ceremony began.
Everybody was present, all her friends and family. Her father had prepared a speech, and he read it slowly and in between of his tears. It was a beautiful speech indeed.
Bulma,
Bulma is, and always will be my daughter, my little girl. From the day she was born it was obvious she would be a great scientist. This all to her mothers annoyance, no mechanical appliance was save. She took everything apart, to study it. But the' putting it back together' part was a bit difficult. *He smiled. And the crowd snickered.*
And on the age of 12, she was a true man, or should I say, boyfreak. She brought many home with her and broke as many hearts too.
But my little girl grew big to an beautiful adult woman, although she never stopped to be my little girl. Not when she got married * nods to Vegeta* , not when my first grandson was born *smiles at Trunks*, neither when my granddaughter was born *smiles at Bra*.
And even now she will always be my little girl.
I am sure Bulma wants all of you to remember her, hold her in a place inside your heart. But I am sure none of you will ever be able to forget about her. She made a deep impression on all of you. One way or another.
Don't be sad, even though her body had left this earthly plain, her mind and work will go on. And she will always be among us.
Forever.
Everybody was touched deeply. And made it heard by a heartwarming applause.
The funeral was also beautiful, everybody was there to pay their last respects to Bulma. All of the gathered people was given a white rose with a bluish glow. Even Vegeta was clearly touched by the death of his wife, he even prepared a small speech, which he never got to read. He just didn't, couldn't maybe. He laid the piece of paper on Bulma's chest, and whispered softly: "Keep this close to your heart, I will be with you some day, for all eternity."
Interlude Vegeta:
How can I
just let you walk away,
just let you leave without a trace.
When I stand here taking every breath with you,
You're the only one who really knew me at all.
How can you just walk away from me,
when all I can do is watch you leave.
Cos we've shared the laughter and the pain,
and even shared the tears.
You're the only one who really knew me at all.
So take a look at me now,
'cos there's just an empty space.
And there's nothing left here to remind me,
just the memory of your face.
Take a look at me now,
'cos there's just an empty space.
And you coming back to me
is against all odds and that's what I've got to face.
I wish I could just make you turn around,
turn around and see me cry.
There's so much I need to say to you,
so many reasons why.
You're the only one who really knew me at all
So take a look at me now,
'cos there's just an empty space.
And there's nothing left here to remind me,
just the memory of your face.
Take a look at me now,
'cos there's just an empty space.
But to wait for you,
well that's all I can do and that's what I've got to face.
Take a good look at me now,
'cos I'll still be standing here.
And you coming back to me is against all odds
That's the chance I've got to take.
Just take a look at me now
The coffin was closed, Bra sought comfort at her fathers side. Vegeta lay an arm around her, squeezing her tightly against him. Pan and Trunks were holding their hands so tightly their knuckles were white. Gohan had his arm wrapped around Videl and saw from the corner of his eye how Pan and Trunks needed each other and how much they loved each other. It softened his heart, he couldn't bare to break them up once again, not after the loss of Bulma.
After the funeral at the assembly at Capsule Corps Gohan gathered strength and went to Trunks and Pan.
"Panny?" Gohan put a hand on the shoulder of his daughter who was cuddled up against Trunks.
"No dad, not so soon I want to stay with Trunks. Don't take me away again," begged Pan looking at him with pain in her eyes.
"You're mother and I had a talk… and we decided to…" Gohan couldn't finish his sentence.
"No dad I don't want to go!" cried Pan.
"You don't have to, we're staying here, we're moving back," said Gohan softly.
Pan's eyes widened.
"What…?"
"We're moving back."
"Thank you dad," tears of gratitude flowed over her cheeks as she hugged him firmly.
"Thanks Gohan," Trunks went up to Gohan to thank him. But Gohan freed himself out of his daughters grip and left.
"He just has to get used to the idea of us," comforted Trunks Pan who was upset about her fathers reaction. "He accepted the fact we're in love, that's a big step in the right direction."
"You're right" agreed Pan wiping the tears of her cheek.
From this point on things moved on fairly well, Gohan got used to the idea his daughter loved a man fourteen years older then herself. And if he was honest, this was the best guy she ever brought home with her. So the age-fact was not so bad.
Plus he had a great amount of trust in his daughter, she would do the right things.
