Disclaimer: I do not own any of the DBZ/GT peeps…*thinks*…but I wouldn't mind owning Goten when he's older…hehe….but I don't!

Author Note: Okies this may very well be me last chapter to this ficcy *sniff * Well it's been fun…thanks every1 for the reviews…this is still dedicated to Eden and Knix…my best friends… Mirre…that's just a few to mention…thanks…xx

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Chapter 10: In Memory of Panny

Bra sat on her bed. She hugged her knees; her face rested on them. He shoulders heaved as sobs escaped her lips. She was dressed in black.

"Bra?" Bulma opened the door slowly; "do you want to come down? Everyone's here."

Bra shook her head, "No," she whispered.

"Okay, then," Bulma closed the door quietly.

It was Pan's funeral day. The party, which normally follows after funerals, was been held at Capsule Corporation.

Bra couldn't believe her that best friend was gone. It came as big shock to her, that Pan committed suicide. And all because of Trunks and Marron. She remembered when pan had said something about that, but she didn't believe her.

*flashback *

"So Panny who do you like then?" Bra nagged at her best friend.

"No one," she lied.

"Oh come on there's gotta be some one?" Bra wouldn't give it a rest, "Well…? Oh come on Panny I told you who I like."

"Yeah well that was obvious," she tried to change the subject, "but what's Goten going to do about…"

"Hey, don't change the subject…tell," Bra interrupted.

Pan turned away, "Trunks," she said lowly, "but he has Marron."

"Trunks?!"" Bra blinked at Pan, "Oh your such a joker, Panny," she burst into laughter.

"Well I did tell you," Pan whispered to herself. Bra was too busy laughing.

"You like Trunks?" Bra said still laughing.

"Nah," Pan placed a hand behind her head (A/n: she got it from Goku) and started laughing, "Of course I don't like Trunks," she lied laughing with her friend.

*End of flashback *

Bra started crying more loudly as good and bad memories flooded her mind. She remembered one memory, which caused he to look at a photo standing in its frame on her bedside table. Bra wiped some tears away and picked it up. She weakly smiled and then more tears rolled down her cheeks. Her chin started to tremble.

She looked at herself and Pan in the photo. It was taken when Pan was thirteen and she was fourteen, they had just been to the fair,

"I'm so sorry for not believing you Panny," Bra broke down into more tears.

Marron walked out the capsule Corporation building. She saw her fiancée standing in the little flower garden. He just seemed to be standing there. She paused and looked at him wondering what he was doing. She slowly walked over to him.

Trunks stood in his grandmother's flower garden. He was now only wearing his black trousers and white shirt from the funeral. He was deep in thought.

He remembered the last sparring match they'd had. She'd pulled some sneaky attacks in it, but then so did he. He loved when they sparred, he found it funny. But now he wouldn't spar with her anymore, all that was gone. She'd gone. And all because of him. He remembered when she transformed into a super saiyajin. She had because he kissed Marron. He didn't know that at the time. He figured it out after Pan killed herself. She had killed herself on the day he said Marron and himself were getting married he learned that Bra had told her about the wedding. Then Pan committed suicide that's what had destroyed Pan the most. He then thought of Marron. He was calling the marriage off. Everything. He didn't want to marry the woman that caused his best friend to kill herself. He just couldn't. Not now! Not ever!

"Trunks? Honey?" Marron said behind him, placing and on his arm.

He jumped, his thoughts been invaded. He turned round, Marron smiled at him. He didn't smile back; Marron's faded then.

"Marron, there is something I need to tell you," he said with a stern voice and expression.

"Yes?" Marron asked a little confused by his harsh tome and expression.

"I can't marry you."

"Uhh…" Marron took her hand of his arm. Her eyes filled with tears. Her mouth trembled. She couldn't speak. Her throat fell dry.

"I'm sorry," he then flew off, not knowing where he was going.

Marron watched him leave, tears falling down her cheeks.

Videl sat on the couch in the Capsule Corporation building. She stared straight ahead of her. The TV was on but she wasn't watching it. She didn't blink, she didn't move. She just sat there like a statue.

She couldn't believe her little baby was gone. That she committed suicide. She couldn't understand why? She couldn't believe her little girl was gone. She just couldn't, wouldn't. Panny seemed all right when she was leaving the house in the evening. Panny always seemed to be happy except one time they found her crying, but Panny said turning super saiyajin shocked her and that's why she was crying. Was that the real reason? 'Why did you do it Panny?' she asked herself over and over in her mind, she got no answers.

"Is she okay?" Bulma asked Chi-Chi, looking over at a very still sitting Videl on the couch.

Chi0Chi looked over at her, "I think it hasn't sunk in yet."

"Well I can understand that. I find it hard to believe myself," Bulma looked at her friend.

"Hmm…" Chi-Chi agreed, still looking at her daughter-in-law.

"Where's Gohan anyway?" Bulma asked, looking for him.

"I'm not sure," Chi-Chi did the same.

Gohan stood by the burial place of his daughter. His only daughter. His only child. He stared at the soil, which covered her coffin. He didn't move, he just stayed there. He was finding it hard to come to terms with. His little princess was gone. His most precious thing in his life gone. Gone because of Trunks Briefs. Because of trunks and Krillin's daughter. He didn't know how he'd cope not seeing his daughter in the morning, at breakfast, at dinner. She her fly off to school. Hear her tell him, she loved him. Arguing with her about silly things. See her spar with Goten. Watch her mess about with him when she was supposed to be doing her homework. Every memory of her flooded his mind. He remembered her birth. The complications she caused due to being early. When she said her first word, 'dadda'. When she started school. Her first fight. The only thing he didn't witness was her turning super saiyajin, although he saw her spar with Goten while she was in her super saiyajin form. He remained to stare at the soil, not moving. He'd been through so many battles. The Saiyans. Frieza. Garlic Jr. Androids. Cell. Buu. But everytime he pulled through. He even saved the world a couple of times. But losing his daughter, was the only battle he couldn't get through. This time he couldn't save the world. Save his own world. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know how to cope.

Goten stood on top of the cliff where he once saved Panny, the first time she tried to do it. The wind blew in his face. It danced in his hair and around his clothes. His arms were by his side, his hands clenched into fists. He was also gritting his teeth. His face twisted with anger.

"Why, Panny?" he growled.

He was so angry with himself. He saved her the first time, but why not the second.

"Why didn't you let me save you?" he growled louder.

He heard a little girl giggle behind him.

"Huh?" he turned around. Stood before him was a girl of five years old. She looked at him with sparkling, shinny eyes. A massive smile was spread over her face. She was wearing a white dress. Goten reckonized her.

He closed his eyes, he thought he was hallucinating. He was sure he was.

Some-one tugged on his shirtsleeve. He opened his ebony eyes. This time he was staring into the dark eyes of an adult version of the girl.

He jumped back," What the hell is going on?"

The woman looked at him, "It's me uncle Goten. It's Pan," she smiled.

"No, it can't be. Panny's dead," he rubbed his eyes. A girl laughed at him.

"Huh?" he opened his eyes. He was now looking at a teenage version. She looked like Pan when she was thirteen. She was wearing Pan's clothes; she had Pan's features.

"Uncle Goten, it's me. Panny. Please believe me?" she looked at him.

"But you're…you're.."

"Dead." The five year old Pan giggled, "Yep Uncle Goten. You're right."

"If you're dead then why am I talking to you?"

"I have to come to tell you there's no need for you to be sad," the adult version Pan explained, "I'm much happier where I am now," the sixteen year old Pan continued, "Tell Trunks and Marron to be happy, that I don't hate them," sixteen year old Pan continues, Tell my daddy and mommy that I love them very much," the six year old Pan giggled, "And for you Uncle Goten," the adult version of Pan looked at him, "You marry Bra not paris. Bra's the one you love," she smiled, then turned around and started walking away, "I love you Uncle Goten."

"Panny? Wait? What if they don't believe me?" he called after her.

Thirteen year old Pan turned around to him, "They will," she winked. She then carried on walking.

Fog surrounded them and soon Goten couldn't see Pan.

"Panny?" he yelled out. He got no response. His eyes filled up with tears; he then flew off back to capsule Corporation with the message from Panny.

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Okies there you have it….my ficcy is finally finished…*sighs * or is it? What do you all think? Should I continue it? I'll only continue if you peeps think I should and want me to continue it? I might even do a sequel if I can think a reason and of course if you think I should? I'm sowwy if that was a little confusing or just plan crap…I mean the Goten n Pan conversation! Well Review please and we'll see…thanks for reading it….it means a lot to me…xx

Claire xx