It's "For the Best"

Disclaimer: Don't own DBZ, wish I did tho… I also wish I was a mad scientist that way I could genetically create Trunks in real life! Ha! I'm not crazy…I swear… I just have a split personality! So do I!

Author's Note: Hiya! I haven't written anything in like nearly a year… I've been too absorbed with reading all the fics you guys made! Anyways, enjoy the fic. And I would like sum constructive criticism if you have any. But don't be too harsh coz then you'll hurt my feelings! This is a song fic! It's on that amazingly sweet song by Usher, "U Got It Bad", well the next chapter will be… I love Trunks and Pan, and I wish more fics about them were out! This is a story about me and my ex!

            Pan shut her bedroom door behind her and fell to the floor crying. "Why, Trunks? Why do you always have to hurt me? I can't take it anymore! I made a mistake! You said you forgave me! When you forgive someone, you don't shove it back in their face every chance you get!" cried Pan through her muffled tears. She reminisced about the events that happened just 2 months ago…

~*Flashback*~

            "Pan…are you sure this is what you want?" Trunks asked. Trunks suddenly wore the face of a tortured puppy.

Pan could tell, no- feel he was fighting back tears and holding all the pain inside. "He always tried to protect me. So sweet," Pan thought.  "Yes, Trunks. I'm sure. I think we would be better off as friends. We're both starting a new time in our lives, I'm going off to college, and now that Bulma's stepped down, you're finally the President of CC! We would only be a distraction to one another," Pan replied. Never had she been more confused in her whole life. All she wanted was Trunks. She knew he was the only reason she kept on living. He was the only man she'd ever need, want, or ever has to know. Why was she leaving him? The question that she was screaming to herself continuously through this whole ordeal. Perhaps she thinks this is the best for the both of them. Perhaps she's just testing their love. Perhaps she's just doing this to see if he'll come back to her.

"Okay," Trunks said. Surprisingly, the sorrowful look on his face washed away into his sea blue eyes. He was calm, cool, and showed no sign of remorse. "Whatever makes you happy Panny-chan."

With that last comment, he walked away. No other words, smiles, or tears. This hit Pan straight through her heart. If he truly loved her, he wouldn't want her to leave him. He'd fight for her, just like he always said he would. She thought that he would never want to leave her side. She thought wrong…

~*End of Flashback*~

            "You... you didn't even care," Pan whispered. "YOU DIDN'T EVEN CARE!" Pan screamed. She crawled herself to her bed, not being able to pull herself up because she was too pain filled. Still laying in the clothes she worn that day, she pulled the covers over he body, crying herself to sleep. All through the night she constantly screamed to herself, "Why did you leave him?"

The next morning…

            Pan woke up to a black smudge on her ghost white pillow. "Ugh…My mascara must've leaked," Pan noted to herself. "I need to get out of these clothes. Ahh…" suddenly smelling herself, "I need to take a shower!"

            Pan took off her clothes and walked into the black and white tiled bathroom. As she took off her orange bandana and released the clip that held up her messy bun, her hair flowed down her back, like cascades of sparkling black waters. She turned the faucet and let shower's waters stream over her silky white body. Pan rubbed the soap on her skin, hard, as if she was trying to wash something off her that she knew she really couldn't. She opened her eyes let the water wash away her tears, and opened her mouth, attempting to drown herself in the clear fluids.

            Knock knock knock. "Pan! Open up the door! I've got a lunch date with Paris today!" her Uncle Goten barked.

            Pan laughed to herself, "Oh Uncle Goten. Such a ladies man…"

            "Pan??? What are you doing in there? Trying to make yourself look like me?" Goten said out loud.

            "Of course Uncle Goten! It's what I've always dreamed of. But I don't think I can fulfill that dream. Unfortunately, I was born beautiful…" Pan knew she won.

            "OH!!!! HURRY UP!!!" Goten shouted.

            Pan turned off the faucet and pulled on her orange bathrobe, picked up her things, and opened the door.

            "It's about time Pan" Goten said exasperatingly.

Pan chuckled. "Your bathroom awaits prince!" Pan slowly made her way to her room when Goten suddenly stopped her.

"Oh! Wait Pan! I almost forgot! When you were in the shower, Bra called. She told me to remind you that you promised to go shopping for clothes with her for some ballet thing today." Goten said.

            "Oh… how could I forget?" Pan replied to her Uncle Goten, winking.

            "Good luck!"

            "Thanks…this is going to be a long day." Pan sighed to herself. She quickly put on a red tank top, blue jeans, and a dash of mascara and eyeliner and left the house.

~*At the CC*~

            Pan walked up the last steps to the giant mansion. After ringing the doorbell twice and hearing yelling, "Probably Bulma-san and Vegeta-san," Pan thought to herself, someone answered the door. "Oh no!" Pan thought, "Of all the people who could answer the door, it had to be him! The very last person I wanted to see…"

            "Hey Panny-chan…" Trunks said coolly.

            "Don't call me that!" Pan said, fighting back tears.

            "Hmph, to think that after that party last night you'd be in bed all day. I mean, it was obvious you were having a great time with Brett…I mean; it's only been a couple hours Pan. Couldn't wait to see me again?" Trunks replied with a sly smile on his beautiful perfect face.

            "For your information I'm here to see Bra, and Bra alone! So you can get your freakish purple top ugly ass out of my way you obnoxious pig!" Pan shoved Trunks out of the way and ran up to Bra's room.

            Trunks felt a hand on his shoulder, "What happened honey?" Bulma asked, noticing the anger in Pan's tone.

            "Nothing, Mom. Nothing at all…" Trunks answered. He looked over at his father. He was smirking. "He probably heard everything that happened, and probably knows everything that's going on." Trunks thought.

            "I don't think that your mother and I are a very good influence. Just because your mother and I have a stable relationship arguing, doesn't mean that type of relationship is healthy for the likes of you and Kakkarot's brat's brat!" Vegeta said smirking.

            "Oooooh! Trunksie! You're in love with Pan? I knew it!" Bulma said giggling.

            "Calm yourself woman! You're making me sick!" Vegeta spat.

"Oooh Veggie-chan! You knew too. And you're trying to help him! That's so sweet of you!" Bulma squealed excitedly.

"AH! Woman! I DID NOT" Vegeta replied.

"You know… men who look out for their children are really sexy…" Bulma purred.

"Well, women who can scream "God" in 15 different languages are really sexy," Vegeta countered, returning the compliment.

"EW! I suddenly lost my breakfast. Why don't you two get a room for once? One that's sound proof so that Bra and I don't have to be tortured at night." Trunks exclaimed, with a very nauseus look on his face.

"Bite your tongue brat!" Vegeta roared.

"Actually… that's not a bad idea," Bulma said, drawing little invisible circles on Vegeta's rock hard chest. "Ah! Vegeta!" Vegeta picked Bulma up and left to their room.

"Bite your tongue woman…" Vegeta chuckled.

"How about I bite yours?" Bulma replied.

"I know! Why don't you both do whatever you want to do, in your room?" Trunks suggested. "Ugh, those two can make me sick sometimes!" Trunks thought.

~*Bra's room*~

"Pan are you alright?" Bra asked, as Pan burst through the doors crying. All Pan had to do was look at Bra, and Bra knew what was wrong. "It's my stupid brother isn't it? Oh, Pan! Why do you waste you tears and feelings on him? I knew you were lying to me when you told me you were over him! I knew I shouldn't have let you go to that party where Trunks was! What were you trying to do? What were you trying to prove? What were you thinking sweetie? C'mon, you're better than that. Where's the strong Son Pan we all know and love?" Bra asked. She was really worried about her best friend.

"I- I-…I don't know! Bra why didn't he come back to me? Why didn't he want to reconcile? Didn't he ever love me?" Pan cried. Bra held her friend tight to her. Swaying, as if trying to shake her best friend's pain away.

Trunks stood by Bra's door, hearing everything being said. "God Trunks… why cant you just tell her how you love her more than anything. Tell her that you just wanted to do what she wanted. Tell her that it kills him inside to see her cry. Every tear that spills down her faultless face is like a dagger through my heart? She left me. I had to respect her wishes. Why is she crying?" Trunks thought.

Suddenly, Trunk's thoughts were stopped as two demi-saiyajins stood right in front of him.

"Trunks Vegeta Briefs! We're you eaves dropping?!" Bra shouted.

"Pan… I-" Trunks was cut off.

"Am a jackass? Go ahead and laugh at me!" Pan screamed. She pushed Trunks out of the way and ran to the bathroom.

"Great! Trunks look what you did!" Bra yelled.

" I… didn't mean-"

"Well, you did!"

"Bra… I have something to tell you. It's about Pan and how I feel about her"

TO BE CONTINUED…

Author's Note: HA! I hope I didn't leave you hanging. This is based on a true story, with only a few changes! LOL welcome to my life! If I get enough reviews I'll finish the fic! Thanks for reading it!

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