Okie, I still didn't get many reviews on the last chapter! But oh well, I guess I'll finish it. But I won't put the next chapter out until I get...6-10 reviews. More would be good, too! Thanks to the few who reviewed the last chapter. (Actually put a review on the reviews list.) I do like e-mails, but I like reviews better!

Well, read, enjoy, and REVIEW!

*-Michi-*

Disclaimer: nope, not mine.

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He raised his gun and pointed it at Trunks, laughing evilly. Trunks' eyes widened as the guard reached for the trigger. Summoning the rest of his strength, he jumped up, and away. Though, in Saiyan standards, it wasn't very fast, it was fast enough to get away from the blast.

Trunks watched the blast form a hole in the ground, and destroy the tree he was under and sighed with relief. He saw the look of surprise on the guard's face and smiled weakly.

In the castle...

Pan looked out the window as more and more troops left. The king had gone into the other room again. He was just coming back.

"Miss," he said, "it's getting late. I know Saiyans eat a lot, so I had someone bring you food. She'll be here shortly." Pan nodded, wondering why he was doing this. She also wondered which maid would bring the food. ...And of course, being a descendant of Goku, wondered what kind of food it would be.

::Pan,:: Trunks said. ::How many more troops are leaving?:: Pan jumped as his voice suddenly entered his head.

::Oh!:: She answered. ::I don't know exactly. But there was a lot.::

::Great...:: Trunks thought weakly.

::Are you okay?:: Pan asked, knowing it was a stupid question.

::I'll live,:: Trunks answered. ::But only if the troops stop coming! More and more are coming! We're still doing okay, but not for long if the king's guards keep coming like are now.::

::Oh...Well, take care...:: Pan said, and closed the connection. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. She got up to open it when a man jumped in front of her and opened it instead.

"Umm..." The girl on the other side of the door said. "I've brought the food the king requested."

"What food?" The man who opened the door demanded. Pan walked in front of him.

"The food the king requested for me." She said and opened the door wide enough for the maid to get through. Then she saw it was Ali. "Ali! How have you been?"

"Umm...." she said, looking uneasily at the guard standing behind Pan. He had a strange look on his face. "Normally, people don't talk nicely to maids..." Ali whispered. Pan's eyes widened and nodded.

"You may go now," the man said. Ali nodded and quickly walked back down the corridor in the direction she came from. After looking to make sure no one was watching, other than Pan, she opened a small part of the wall and disappeared into a passageway.

Pan turned back into the room and walked past the guard, glaring at him. She sat down in a chair after pulling a cart heaped with food over to it. It took very little time to finish. When she had, she stood up and walked to the window again. This time, there were no troops.

"That's good," Pan said out loud, then thought, 'I wonder how Trunks is doing...'

::I'm fine...:: Trunks answered, startling Pan. She had forgotten he could read her thoughts if he wanted, and she could read his.

::Oh! That's good...There's no troops here...They're either all where you are, or they're waiting until tomorrow.::

Battlefield...

::I'll bet they're all here,:: Trunks answered, looking around. There were a lot of men from the other side. ::How's it going with you?::

::It's okay...:: Pan answered. ::I haven't talked much to the king...he went into another room. I hope he comes back. I don't want you out there at night.::

::Really? Why not?::

::Because I can tell you're hurt, that's why. When you were hurt, I felt it too, though, I'm sure you felt it much worse than I did.::

'She felt it too?! If I had known that, I'd have been more careful! Oh man...' Trunks thought. ::I didn't-::

::I can read your thoughts, too. It's okay. Oh, the king's coming back, I'll talk to you later!::

::Alright then. Good luck!:: Trunks answered before closing the connection. He looked around and saw many of 'his' army falling. They were doing their best fighting, but they weren't trained at all. The king's army was. They had many weapons. They knew how to fight.

Trunks knew it wasn't fair. His army shouldn't have to fight to stay alive. Then he remembered a saying he noticed in the castle... "With out victory, there is no survival..."

In the castle....

The king was just walking back into the room. He sat down in a chair near Pan. He was lost in his thoughts. He was confused...lost. He knew he was supposed to rule this planet justly...but also take revenge for wrongs...he was confused...that's what he was.

Pan watched him. She could tell he didn't know what to do. She had to try to convince him again.

"Sir?" Pan said quietly.

"Miss? We'll talk more in the morning." The king said firmly. "My army will not attack anymore tonight. They do not usually do so, and I have sent a messenger to confirm that they don't."

Pan swallowed and nodded. She stood and started walking to the door. She was met by a guard. Pan passed him, looking strangely at him as she did so. And for some reason, he followed her.

"What do you want?" Pan demanded.

"I was told to escort you to your room," the man answered.

"Oh," Pan answered, "Okay then." She slowed her pace and let him catch up. As they were rounding a turn, they saw Jakub and Anya. When the prince walked up to them, the guard walking with Pan bowed.

"Bow, miss!" he whispered harshly. Pan raised an eyebrow but did not bow. Jakub did not mind.

"Pan! Where is Trunks?" Jakub asked.

Pan looked at the ground sadly and answered quietly, "he's on the battlefield." Anya put a hand on her shoulder. She knew Pan was worried.

"But I thought he was taken prisoner!" Jakub exclaimed. Anya glared over at him and he shut up.

"I'm going to bed," Pan said and started to walk away. Anya nodded and pulled Jakub off in their original direction. The guard, who had been silent almost the whole time, followed Pan. She came to the end of the corridor and stopped.

"What's wrong?"

"I can't remember which way..." Pan answered. The guard nodded and turned left, followed by Pan. About three more minutes of walking and they came to Pan's room. "Thank you," Pan said and opened her door.

"Welcome," The guard answered, nodded his head, and was gone.

Pan walked into her room and sighed. There were two beds...one was Trunks'. Trunks....Pan wondered if he was okay...and still alive. She walked into her bathroom and picked up her toothbrush.

As she was putting tooth past on it, she was wondering where Jakub and Anya were going. They seemed to be heading to the king's chambers, but she couldn't be sure. Maybe they were going to ask him if they could find her family. And come to think of it, where were they all day? They had left the room early on and hadn't returned.

She put her toothbrush in her mouth and started brushing. Back and forth. back and forth. Mechanically. After finishing this, she rinsed her toothbrush off and put it away. Then Pan picked up a brush and began to work through her hair. All the while, she had a blank look on her face. After brushing her hair, she washed her face and put on her p.j.s.

Pan was still out of it when she climbed into bed. She did snap back to reality when she felt the cold sheets against her arms and legs. Shivering, she curled into a ball and waited for the sheets to become warm. When they finally did, she closed her eyes hoping for sleep.

It didn't come easily, though. She tossed and turned, seemingly unable to get into a comfortable position. Pan sighed and laid on her back, her eyes closed. Sleep did finally come, though, but even then, it was a restless sleep.

****Enter Dream Sequence****

She flew...flew as fast as she could. Not exactly knowing where she was flying, but she still went on. Then she came to it. To the battle scene. It was day. The fight was raging.

Pan looked around frantically for Trunks. She saw him about 100 feet away from the battlefield. Laying on the ground. Not moving.

Now she ran, ran as fast as she could. But he never seemed to be getting any closer. In fact, he seemed to be getting farther and farther away. She tried to run faster, but instead, it seemed to her, that she was slowing down.

She barely seemed to be moving. She felt so heavy...unable to run. She slowed to a walk, then thought, 'No, I must keep running...he would do this for me...' And with that, she started running again, still, it seemed that every time she tried to go faster, she only slowed down.

The girl finally reached her destination, only to fine that he had stopped breathing. She, on the other hand was breathing heavily. She dropped to her knees and tried to catch her breath, staring at the still body of her love.

It finally hit her. He was dead.

"NO!" the girl screamed. "NOOOOO!!!"

****End Dream Sequence****

"NO!" Pan screamed. "NOOOOO!!!"

"Panny!" Someone else called. "Pan! Wake up!" The other shook her from her sleep. She was breathing heavily. Pan opened her eyes to see blue eyes. Blue eyes and purple hair.

"Trunks? But how? You died..."

"No, I'm right here." Trunks answered. He pulled her into his arms and hugged her against his chest, her head turned to one side so that she could still talk. "Now," he said quietly, "tell me about your dream."

"Dream? It seemed so real.." Pan said. "First...I was flying, top speed. I came to the battlefield and saw the war was raging. Then I saw you, laying motionless away from it. I ran as fast as I could, but it felt like my body was weighted down and every time I tried to run faster, I only seemed to slow down. But when I finally did reach you....you were...you were....dead"

"I see," Trunks said soothingly. "Well, it was only a dream..." Pan nodded into his chest and felt his arms tighten around her.

"Trunks? How did you get here? I felt your ki almost disappear." Pan asked.

"One of the fighters from my side knew the healing technique Anya knew. He healed me enough to be able to come here." Trunks answered.

"But why did you come?"

"I could feel your distress. But I couldn't figure out what was wrong and I had to come and find out."

"Oh," Pan said. "Thank you!" Trunks smiled, though she could not see it.

"Pan, It's late, and I have to go back to the battlefield....But I'll stay until you fall asleep." Trunks said.

"But-" Pan started, then just nodded. She laid back down on her bed on which Trunks had been sitting. Trunks moved closer to the head of her bed and ran his fingers through her hair. She slowly fell back asleep. This time, a peaceful sleep.

Trunks sighed. He stood up from the bed and flew out the window he had entered from, shutting it quietly. Looking at her one last time, he flew slowly back to the battlefield.

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Well, here's the end of chapter 9. I will be going on vacation this week, but I will write more then. I have chapter 10 started, but I won't work on it much until I get reviews! Also, I will soon be changing my penname to Mii-chan look for my fics under that penname. Okie? Okie!