Disclaimer: I just write this story for fun and I don't own any of the characters of Dragonball Z/GT! Oh, and I don't own the song "Saying goodbye".
A/N: I don't have much to say except thank you for all of your reviews! I really appreciate them!
Chapter 1: A new beginning
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She didn't know how late it was, as she arrived at the office building of Capsule Corporation. Trunks had told her that he had to work late that week, so she assumed that he was still in his office. And she was right; she could see the light coming through his window. She looked through it and saw the President sitting at his desk, lying with his head on it, definitely not working. She had to grin, when she saw this. Her mood quickly becoming better by just being near the young Saiyajin Prince.
She just wanted to knock at the window, when she saw that it was already a bit open, so she just entered it quietly. She carefully made her way over to the desk and came to a stop behind Trunks. She leaned over him to look what he was working on, and all she could see were paragraphs. She chuckled. No wonder he fell asleep.
She sat down on his desk and looked at his face. He had a smile on his face and she wondered, what he was dreaming about. She had to fight the urge to run her hand through his lavender locks. He was really cute, when he was sleeping. He still looked like a child and not like the President of the most famous corporation on this planet. That made her love him even more. She could just sit there and watch him for hours.
Pan had to bite back a tear. Why was love always so cruel? How could she fall in love with someone who would never love her back? Why was life so hard on her? She didn't want to leave him, but she had to. She had to get over this and going away was the only chance to forget him.
She wiped away the tear that had managed to escape her eye and took a deep breath. She had just remembered her true reason for being there. She wanted to talk to him about what had happened at home.
She shook his arm lightly, trying to wake him, but he mumbled just something about 'just five more minutes, mom', turned his head away and buried it in his other arm. Pan smiled. That was just like him. But as much as she wanted to let him sleep, she had to wake him. She nudged him again. "Trunks? Wake up."
Trunks turned his head back towards her and slowly opened his eyes. "Pan?" he asked confused, when his eyes had finally focused on the girl in front of him. "What are you doing here? How late is it?"
"It's half past twelve," she told him, as she watched him stretching his tired muscles. "And I'm here because I needed to talk to you."
"Really? What about?" Suddenly they heard his stomach rumble.
She giggled. "Trunks, when was the last time you ate something?"
"Breakfast, I guess," he answered grinning. "Uhm, Panny, what about that? I'll get us something to eat and then you can tell me why you're here, okay?" Pan nodded and Trunks went past her towards the door of his office, ruffling through her hair on his way. "I'll be a minute!"
About half an hour and several snacks later, Pan had told Trunks everything that had happened that night. Pan lay on her back on the office desk, letting her legs and head dangling down. Trunks sat on his chair in front of Pan's head, his head resting on his hands, his elbows put up on his knees, so that his eyes were on the level of Pan's.
"And you really got accepted?" he asked surprised, but the pride was evident in his voice. Pan nodded. "And after Gohan found the letter, he flipped."
Pan nodded again. "You can say that. He forbids me to go to this school. You should have seen his eyes. For a moment I thought that he would kill me."
"You know that he would never kill you, Pan. He's just a bit overprotective."
"A bit?" she snorted.
"Okay, maybe a lot." Trunks chuckled, but quickly grew serious again. "Pan, I know that Gohan will kill me for what I'll say now, but you should do what you really want to do. This school is a big chance for you. You'll get the best education I can think of. Go home, talk to Gohan again, when you've both calmed down. But, remember, whatever you'll do, I'll be on your side. I'll help you as much as I can."
"Really?" Pan asked, hope glinting in her eyes.
"Sure," the young Prince answered smiling, "what are friends for?"
Pan smiled back, even though it wasn't an honest smile. "Yeah, what are friends for…" she repeated quietly. "Trunks, thank you for listening. I guess I go back now. Maybe dad's still awake…" She walked over to the window and climbed halfway out of it. "See ya!" With that she took off into the sky.
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The whole house was already dark at the time Pan got home. She wanted to go through her window again, but found it locked. Maybe her mother saw that it was opened and closed it, she thought. So she landed on the front porch and slipped quietly through the door, carefully to not wake her parents. As she passed the living room, she suddenly heard something, causing her to nearly shriek.
"Where have you been?" her fathers voice asked.
She stopped in the doorframe to the living room and saw her father sitting in the armchair with his back to her. "I've been… somewhere. I needed some time to think," she answered uneasily.
"I was also thinking." Pan noticed that the voice of her father wasn't nearly as angry as it had been just an hour ago. "And I came to the conclusion that I can't stop you from going to this school. You've inherited the stubbornness of your mother, and as hard as it is to say, you were partially right. This school offers you everything we can't give you and I must admit that I'm proud that my daughter got accepted at this school."
"Does that mean you allow me to go there?" Pan asked, surprised by the sudden change of her father's heart.
"Yes, Panny. You can go to California."
"Thank you, daddy," she answered softly and went to her room.
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Two weeks later Pan and her parents were gathered at the airport. Pan just wanted them to come, to make saying goodbye less painful. She already said goodbye to the others at a party Bulma threw for her two days ago. A lot of tears were flowing that night and it was really hard for Pan, but she got through this…
Saying
goodbye means looking towards the future,
Knowing that we will soon be on our way.
But as time goes by, and the years begin to fly,
We'll treasure all the joy we've had today.
Saying goodbye
And there at the airport she had to cry again, when she hugged her parents. She knew that she would miss them and that they would miss her, but that didn't change anything at her decision. She just had to go. It was for the best.
Saying
goodbye means turning towards tomorrow,
Leaving behind the things of yesterday,
But the friends who care,
And the memories we share,
Means too much just to let them drift away.
Saying Goodbye
Suddenly she heard someone calling out for her. She pulled away from her father and saw Trunks running towards her. "Trunks?" she asked surprised. "What are you doing here?"
He grinned. "Did you really think I would just let you get away? I thought you knew me better," he said and hugged her tightly.
All the wonderful
moments,
We have known before,
We will keep within our hearts,
To live forevermore.
She felt again new tears coming to her eyes, as Trunks was holding her. She buried her head in his shirt. Please Trunks, don't make this harder for me than it already is, she thought.
Maybe the
road before us is uncertain;
Maybe we don't know where our fortunes lie.
But tomorrow brings
The chance to try our wings
and soon the time will come for us to fly.
Saying goodbye
Trunks wiped away a tear, as she let go of him. They stood there like this for a few minutes, until Pan's flight was announced. She grabbed her bag and was just about to go, as Trunks held her back. "Goodbye Panny."
Saying goodbye
She hugged him one last time and then turned to go. Goodbye Trunks, until we meet again. I love you.
Saying goodbye
~*~
Seven years later…
The sun was shining bright over Satan City, as a plane, coming from the United States, landed.
About half an hour later, the glass door of the airport opened, and a pair of black, high-heeled boots stepped out. They went up two long, slender but at the same time muscular legs and stopped at the knees. Shortly after followed a short leather skirt, held up with a silver belt. The flat stomach was decorated with a navel piercing and a dark blue halter-top showed off the woman's well-formed curves. Long black hair, which went down to her waist, was flying in the light wind and sunglasses were covering her dark eyes.
The young woman took them off and looked at her surroundings. "I'm finally home."
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So, did you like this chapter? I hope it was not too short, but as I already told you, I didn't want to write long chapters anymore. But shorter chapters do also have a positive side: quicker updates! *lol* But I'm sorry to tell you that you'll probably have to wait a little longer until I post the next chapter of this story, because I first want to write the next chapter to "The Treasure of Power".
Eternally yours
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