~*I'll never forget*~
This chappie is dedicated to: L@DyFiCtIoN for being so freakin' cool, go Sugar Cubes! Go Swiss Cheese!
Chikababe for putting me on her favourite authors' list and for writing, in my opinion, one of the best fanfics on the net ~ The Illegal Affair
mistY AnGel for loving 'Romance in the Rain'
Oh, and all you people who wondered where Goten was in the Prologue, he'll be in this Chappie.
Chapter 1 ~ How could you?
"Happy birthday, Panny!" Goten sang in an opera voice.
Pan gave a sweet smile, "Thanks, Uncle Goten!"
Goten made a face, he hated being called that, "You're welcome, Niece Pan!"
Bra ran up to Pan and gave her a bear hug, "EEEEE!! Pan, you're now 17 years old!"
Goten laughed, "Sure, that's real old, Pan, you're practically an old lady now."
Pan stuck out her tongue, "Well, Uncle Goten, you're 29! That's like ancient!"
Goten pretended to look cross, "Well, I'm way more mature than you!"
Pan laughed, "In your dreams!"
Bra watched the two with amusement, "If you guys weren't relatives, you'd make a great couple!"
"Yeah right!" Pan yelled, "You'd probably be jealous, Bra!"
Bra glared at Pan, who clamped her hands over her mouth, "Opps, I mean it's just you're so irresistible and all, Uncle Goten."
Goten flexed a muscle, "You got that right, Panny."
Bra and Pan both bursted out giggling.
It was Pan's 17th b-day, and the gang were all over at Hercule's house celebrating.
Bulma waltzed over to Pan, with a glass of wine in her hand, "Pan! Time to open presents!"
"Ooooo! Pan! Come and see what you got this year!" Bra dragged Pan to the large oak table, which was covered with presents, all different shapes and sizes.
Pan smiled, "Okay, whose should I open first?"
"Mine, of course!" Marron called out.
"Alrighty then." Pan tore open the red and blue wrapping paper off the box, she opened it and saw a denim miniskirt with a white sparkly tube top that said across it Boys: Dogs that can argue. Pan laughed, "Thanks, Marron! I love this!"
Goten crossed his arms and muttered something. Pan looked up, "Yeah, Uncle Goten?"
Goten grumbled, "Don't call me that." And handed Pan a small purple-striped box.
Pan opened the box to reveal two bottles of perfume called 'To Die For'. "Thanks, Uncle Goten!" She beamed.
Goten glared at Pan who gave the most innocent look ever seen on DB history, "I'll let it pass because it's your b-day, Panny."
After a tiring half hour later, Pan's present count was:
Twin dragon bracelets that were made from sterling silver with rubies as the eyes from Bulma. Exact replicas of Vegeta's gloves from Vegeta. "For sparring." Was all he said.
A gorgeous faux fur coat from Videl, a Baby Grand piano from Gohan. A Dodge Viper Convertible from Hercule. Pan gasped when she saw it, "Ohmigosh! Thanks gramps!"
Diamond earrings from Chichi, a lime green gi from Krillin and Juuhachigou. "To blind the enemy." Was Krillin's explanation for the bizarre colour.
Pan opened Bra's present last because she had insisted on it. It was a beautiful silk dress that was the exact same colour as Trunk's hair. Pan gasped and carefully lifted the dress out of the box. Bra beamed, "You like it?"
Pan nodded, "I love it! Thanks B-chan!"
Bra smiled, "I knew you'd like it!" She turned around and smiled at Goten, "That's 10 bucks that you owe me, Pal."
Goten grumbled and reached into his pocket for his wallet, "Panny, I thought you'd didn't like girlish dresses."
Pan was still gaping at the dress, "I don't know, it's just that there's something special about this dress. It's so-so-so"
"Perfect?" Bra suggested.
"Right." Pan nodded.
After dinner, Bra exclaimed, "Hey! You can bring your dress on the trip! Just incase there is a dance!"
"What trip?" Pan looked confused.
Bra rolled her eyes, "You know, that school trip to Paris, France?"
"Oh! I completely forgot about that, when is it?" Pan slapped her forehead.
"You forgot?!" Bra's eyes opened wide, "It's next Thursday!"
Pan yelped, "Yikes! I didn't even tell my parents about that!"
Bra's eyes opened wider, "Well? Go ask them now!"
Pan ran down the stairs, "Mom-mom-mom-mom-mom!"
Videl asked, "Yeah, Pan?"
Pan started talking really fast, "Well-there's-a-school-trip-to-Paris-next- Thusday-but-I-forgot-to-tell-you-about-it-and-there's-this-permission-slip- that-you-have-to-sign-along-with-800-bucks-before-Monday."
Videl looked at her with a confused look, Pan gave her Bambi eyes, "Please, mom?"
Videl asked, "The whole school's going?"
Pan laughed, "No, of course not, it's just a student council trip, you know, for organizing everything for the school the whole year, it's sorta like the school's way of saying thank you. And we'll get back right before summer vacation."
Videl still looked puzzled, "Well, the 800 bucks is for?"
Pan explained impatiently, "The school's paying for most of the expenses for the trip, but each person has to have a bit of money with them."
"And you really need that much money?" Videl asked.
Pan nodded. "Alright then, I guess." Videl said.
"Yay! Thanks Mom!" Pan ran up the stairs to tell Bra.
"Eeeee! This is going to be so much fun!" Bra screamed and ran down the stairs to bug her mom for more money.
Pan and stepped onto the balcony and stared out on to the lake, 'It's been almost five years since you left, Trunks. You've sent me letters for the first year, but you hardly even send letters to your family anymore, let alone me. You promised you'd be back in two years, but you haven't.' Pan thought as she stared at the moon's reflection, 'have you really forgotten about me?'
It was Wednesday night, one day before Pan would leave for Paris. She was packing her stuff for the trip when the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Pan, it's me Bra."
"Oh, hey B-chan, what's up?"
"Oh, I just wanted to know if you were packing any of your b-day presents."
"Un-huh, everything but the coat, the car and the piano."
"Even the gi and gloves?"
"Uh-huh, you never know when a fight could break out."
"You mean, when you start a fight."
"Whatever."
"Okay, well, I gotta go, see you tomorrow."
"Kay, bye B-chan."
"Bye Pan."
Pan finally finished packing, she didn't know why, but her heart was pounding furiously, like something exciting was going to happen. She let out a sigh and stared out at the moon. Little did she know, but Trunks was staring at the same moon on the opposite side of the world.
The next day, Pan woke up nice and early, well, actually Bra woke Pan up nice and early. "C'mon sleepyhead, you won't want to miss the plane."
Pan sat up, "Explain to me something, how is it that you're always in my house without me knowing?"
Bra giggled, "C'mon, we're gonna be late."
Pan groaned and she started to throw on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt before Bra stopped her, "Oh, no you don't. I got here extra early to make sure that you put on something extra special."
"Do I have to?" Pan moaned.
"Yes." Bra said firmly.
"But why?" Pan complained.
"Oh, Pan, this is a big thing! You might even get to see Rob on the plane." Bra explained.
"Who's Rob?" Pan looked confused.
"Yikes, well, you're definitely not a morning person. You know, Rob, the guy that you've had a crush on for the past year?" Bra rolled her eyes.
"Oh! That Rob!" Pan just wanted to go back to sleep.
"Yes, that Rob, now I'm going to help you decide what to wear." Bra fumbled through Pan's closet.
Pan yawned and said, "If you say so."
"Perfect!" Bra held out a tight black tank top.
Pan laughed, "Oh, Bra, I only wear that for training."
"Well, too bad, 'cause you're gonna wear it now." Bra insisted, "Now if I can find a pair of-PERFECT!"
Pan jumped in surprise, "What?"
Bra held out a pair of jean cut-offs, "This is perfect with that top!"
Pan protested, "But those, are just the remains of old jeans."
Bra laughed, "Oh, Pan. Trust me."
Pan said, "Alright then." She put on her top and cut-offs.
Bra picked up a brush, "Here, I'll do your hair."
"Can't I just tie it up in a ponytail?" Pan asked.
"No." Bra brushed Pan's ebony black hair carefully, "You know, Pan, you have really nice hair, if you can just stop tying up all the time, you'd look really good."
"Un-huh," Pan looked at Bra, "Your hair is tied up in a ponytail."
"Well that's because it matches my attire." Bra explained.
Pan stared at what Bra was wearing, a skimpy white t-shirt with a low neckline and a cow-print miniskirt. She had to admit, Bra was pretty stylish.
"There!" Bra said, "Go look in the mirror."
Pan smiled, "Yes, mom."
Bra scowled. Pan stared disbelievingly into the mirror, 'wow' she thought, her hair was now hanging loosely off her back, the ends gently curved inwards. The black tank top showed her figure perfectly and the cut-offs were just a touch of genius, showing off her long, finely tanned legs.
"Like it?" Bra asked.
"Un-huh." Pan nodded, still gaping in disbelief, being born a tomboy, she never was one to spend much time on her looks.
"Great, c'mon, we gotta go." Bra dragged her out of her room.
"Good morning, Panny." Videl called, "All ready for your trip?"
"Uh-huh, good morning mom." Pan chirped.
Bra stared at her watch, "Yikes! Now we really gotta hurry!"
"Okay, bye mom." Pan said.
"Bye, sweetie, see you in two weeks." Videl called.
"Bye, Videl." Bra called.
"All right, bye girls. Have fun." Videl gave a little wave.
Bra dragged Pan out of her house. Gohan was waiting with Pan's luggage. "Here you go, Panny, don't be late."
"Alright, dad." Pan gave Gohan a peck on the cheek, "See you."
"Bye, girls." Gohan smiled.
The girls stepped into Bulma's hovercraft. "Okay, are we all set?" Bulma asked.
"Yup!" Bra called.
Pan was cramped in the backseat, "Wow, Bra, how much stuff did you bring?"
Bra blushed, "Well, I like to travel in style."
"That's for sure." Pan couldn't even move her leg.
They arrived at the airport with 20 minutes to spare. "Bye girls, take care." Bulma said.
"Don't worry, we will." Bra smiled.
And with that, Bulma was off, Pan and Bra saw a small crowd near gate B. "C'mon" Bra tugged on Pan's arm, "There they are."
"Hey guys!" A couple of their friends called.
"Hello, Maria, hey Cheryl!" Bra waved.
"Wow, Pan, you look different." Maria complimented.
"Blame it all on Bra." Pan nodded.
Bra tugged on Pan's arm again, "C'mon, I want to go and sit down. Bra pointed to some chairs.
"Okay, fine, just stop tugging on my arm," Pan said, "Bye guys!"
Bra and Pan sat down on the chairs, a couple of guys they know waved to them and gestured to where they were sitting. Bra pretended she didn't understand.
"Hey Bra," Pan teased, "They're calling you."
"Sorry, but I'm not interested in anyone but your uncle." Bra said.
Pan made a disgusted face.
Bra asked, "What's wrong with that?"
"Well, isn't he a bit too old for you?" Pan asked.
"Nope." Bra stuck up her nose.
"Okay then." Pan said trying hard not to laugh.
"Hey Pan."
Pan looked up and saw a tall blonde guy, "Hello, do I know you?"
The guy looked confused, "Uh, we were in the same homeroom for the entire year."
"We were?" Pan looked puzzled.
Bra smiled, "Oh, she's just kidding around, of course she knows you."
"I do?" Pan raised an eyebrow.
Bra whispered in her ear, "He's Rob!"
"Oh! Well, sorry, you see, I'm not much of a morning person." Pan explained.
Rob smiled, "That's alright, wanna come and sit with me and my pals?"
Pan stood up, "Sure."
Bra began to protest when Pan whispered into her ear, "I'll give you a picture of Goten if you come."
"Okay!" Bra jumped up, "Well, what are we waiting for?"
The whole trip to France went smoothly, and in no time at all they arrived in front of their hotel, 'Du fromage'
"Du fromage? What kind of hotel name is that?" Pan yelled.
Bra shrugged, "Beats me, but by the looks of it it's a pretty expensive one."
They chose their rooms, it's four to a room, so naturally, Bra and Pan and Maria and Cheryl shared a room.
"Hey, do you guys wanna come to the café with us?" Maria asked.
"No thanks, we're gonna go for a walk in the park." Bra sighed, "The parks in France are so romantic!"
Pan raised an eyebrow. "Romantic?"
Bra sighed again, "Un-huh."
Pan looked disgusted but still, she did want to see what a park in Paris looked like.
They called a cab and left.
They arrived in what looked like an empty park. There was a small lake in the middle of it, and the summer blossoms made the park look like a wonderland.
"See, I told you, very romantic." Bra sighed again.
"Whatever." Pan suddenly spotted something of interest, "Look Bra! A ice cream stand! Let's go!"
This time it was Pan who dragged Bra to the ice cream stand. "Two ice cream cones please!" Pan called cheerfully, "One double fudge chocolate and ummm, B-chan what do you want?"
"Plain vanilla." Bra replied.
They walked along the brick path, eating their ice cream cones. "So." Bra started, "Where's that picture of Goten?"
"I'll give it to you when we get back home, I don't always carry a picture of him around in my wallet." Pan said sarcastically.
SMACK! Bra dropped her ice cream cone. Pan stared at her, "Are you really that surprised that I don't carry a picture of Goten in my wallet?"
"N-no lo-look." Bra raised a trembling finger and pointed down the path.
Pan looked ahead and saw a beautiful swan swimming in the lake. "Yes, the swan's really nice, but that's no reason to drop your ice cream cone."
"N-n-no, l-look at t-the ben-bench." Bra was still trembling with shock.
Pan stared at a bench just meters ahead of them, "Yes, Bra, it's a nice bench."
"NO! YOU IDIOT! LOOK WHO'S SITTING ON THE BENCH!" Bra yelled.
Pan muttered, "I think I liked you better when you were still trembling." But she looked anyways.
SMACK! Her ice cream cone fell on the ground. There, sitting on the bench, was a man reading a book, with lavender hair!!
The two of them, Pan and Bra stood there, not knowing what to do. After no one knows how long, Pan finally croaked out, "You think it's him?" even though she knew it was, because no one else in this universe had the same beautiful shade of hair.
"Oooo!!" Bra screamed.
Pan jumped, "What?"
"Let's go and see if he remembers us!" Bra winked, "You know, just casually stroll over there and pretend to be looking at the swan and we'll see his reaction!"
Pan nodded, that was all that she could do.
Bra and Pan slowly walked towards whom they guessed to be Trunks. Bra pointed to the lake, "Look! Isn't it simply beautiful?"
Pan nodded, she tried her best not to turn around, but Bra went and sat on the bench also, "I'm soooo tired, I'm just going to sit here for a little while, it that okay?"
Pan nodded again, she was at a loss for words. The man whom they assumed to be Trunks did not look up.
Bra yawned and stared at Pan giving her a yup-only-my-brother-is-such-a- bookworm-look. They stayed there for another 5 minutes but the man whom they assumed to be Trunks did not look up. Then Pan did something so unbelievable that even she couldn't believe, she tapped the man whom she assumed to be Trunks on the shoulder. He looked up and Pan gasped, 'Those eyes! They were such a beautiful shade of cerulean! No one but Trunks has such beautiful eyes!' "Yes?" Trunks asked. That voice! Now Pan was absolutely certain that that was Trunks. She didn't know what to say. "Is there a problem, miss?" Trunks asked. Pan felt so awkward just standing there with nothing to say, but she couldn't say anything. Bra, thank goodness came to Pan's rescue, "Excuse me, my friend was just wondering if you knew the time."
Trunks stared at his watch, "Ummm. it's five to 6." He looked up at Bra and gasped, "B-chan?" "Hi boxer boy, where's my present?" Bra smiled.
"W-what are you doing here?" Trunks asked, a look of pure surprise on his face.
"Oh, school trip, what are you doing here, aren't you supposed to be in England?" Bra asked.
Pan was surprised how Bra could act so natural.
"Oh, I got transferred a couple of years back." Trunks shrugged, "I've been meaning to call home but I guess it just kinda slipped my mind."
Bra nodded, "Right, your job comes first."
Trunks scratched his head, "Awww, come on B-chan you know what I meant."
Bra nodded again. Trunks asked, "So how have you been?"
Bra said, "Oh, not bad."
Trunks said, "That's good."
Now there was an awkward silence, Pan knew how both of them must've felt.
Trunks looked up at the pretty girl that he didn't know, 'She kinds of reminds me of someone, but I can't think of who'. "So B-chan, who's your pretty friend?" He didn't mean to say that but the 'pretty' kind of just slipped out.
Bra stared at Pan in disbelief, Pan said, "Trunks, it's me P-"
Bra coughed and interrupted Pan, "Pardon me."
Trunks frowned, "How does she know me?"
Bra answered quickly, "I told her about you."
Trunks smiled, "Ahh, so I guess I'm popular amongst your pretty friends." 'Shut up Trunks!' He thought, 'Stop saying that she is pretty!'
Pan felt like she was going to cry, she clenched her fists, 'He promised me!' Her mind screamed, 'He promised me he'd never forget!'
"So Bra?" Trunks asked, "How's everyone back home? How are Mom and Dad and Goten and Marron all doing?"
Bra looked up nervously at Pan, "Umm. they're all doing fine. But aren't you forgetting someone?"
Trunks smiled, "Oh, how could I forget my best friend of all!"
Bra sighed a breath of relief, and Pan's heart leapt a bit, thinking that he was going to ask about her.
"Have you taken good care Mr. Bones for me?" Trunks laughed.
Bra didn't answer, she just stared at Pan, who was like a volcano about to erupt. Trunks ask again, "Well, have you?"
Tears streaked down Pan's face, Bra yelled, "YOU'RE AN INCONSIDERATE, HEARTLESS JERK!"
Trunks looked hurt, "Why did you say that B-chan?"
Bra glared at him and Trunks shuddered, somehow during the 5 years that he was gone, Bra has inherited Vegeta's glare, which could scare even death.
Pan didn't know what to do, she didn't know what to feel, she had felt extreme pain when her Grandpa Gokou died. She had felt extreme anger when her dog had been run over by a drunk driver. But she didn't know how she felt right now, it was like she was only a shell, with no feeling or emotions inside.
Bra asked, "Trunks, how could you? How could you forget? This is just some mean joke, right? Tell me it is! TELL ME!" Bra pulled Trunks up and screamed at him.
"Whoa, Bra, what's wrong with you?" Trunks asked, "Look, you've scared off your friend."
Bra looked at Pan, who was slowly walking away. "Oh, now look what you've done, you bastard!"
Trunks watched as Bra ran up to catch up to her friend. "Gee, what's got into her?" He ran up to them, "Bra? What's going on?"
Bra couldn't take it anymore, "WHAT'S GOING ON? WHAT'S GOING ON? YOU TELL ME YOU FU-"
Pan stopped Bra, "C'mon Bra, it's not worth it, if he doesn't remember me, then I'll never remember him either. I'll treat you to another ice cream cone. Just please stop yelling."
Bra definitely inherited Vegeta's emotional genes, "No! You're right, he's not worth it, he's just a no-good, low-class piece of trash!"
Pan pleaded, "Bra, please stop."
Trunks now looked mad, "Bra? What the hell is wrong with you!, I don't know what you want me to remember, but I'm sure it's nothing important, you're just over reacting as usual, again!"
Pan covered her ears and screamed, "STOP IT! STOP ARGUING!"
Well, apparently Trunks had inherited Bulma's emotional genes, which are just as strong as Vegeta's, "Bra! I haven't seen you for 5 freakin' years! And the first thing you do is scream your head off at me! What's your problem?"
"My problem? MY PROBLEM?" Bra pointed at Pan who had just started crying again, "Who is this?"
Trunks shrugged, "Why are you asking me? She's your friend."
"Trunks! You moron, how many people do you know have black hair AND eyes!" Bra screamed.
Trunks started counting, "Well, let's see, there's dad, and Goten, and Gohan and Gokou, and Emmie, and Courtney, and Alisha and-"
"Could you shut up now?" Bra asked, "Do you even have a heart?"
"Of course I do." Trunks said, "Have you a brain?"
Bra gritted her teeth, "You think you're so smart, don't you, you jackass."
Trunks pushed Bra to the ground, "It doesn't matter if you're my sister or not, no one calls me a jackass!"
"LET GO OF ME, YOU FREAK!" Bra shouted.
"What did you call me?" Trunks asked, "Come on, Bra, I challenge you to a sparring match!"
"NO! I DON'T SPAR WITH LOW-LIFE SCUMS!" Bra yelled.
Trunks threw a punch and before it could hit Bra a blinding light surrounded him and before he hit the ground he heard a scream.
"KA-ME-HA-ME-HA!"
Well, how'd you guys like it? I'm sorry I left you guys on a cliffhanger. Please review! The second chappie well be put up soon! (but only if you review) . -Juunanagou4ever
This chappie is dedicated to: L@DyFiCtIoN for being so freakin' cool, go Sugar Cubes! Go Swiss Cheese!
Chikababe for putting me on her favourite authors' list and for writing, in my opinion, one of the best fanfics on the net ~ The Illegal Affair
mistY AnGel for loving 'Romance in the Rain'
Oh, and all you people who wondered where Goten was in the Prologue, he'll be in this Chappie.
Chapter 1 ~ How could you?
"Happy birthday, Panny!" Goten sang in an opera voice.
Pan gave a sweet smile, "Thanks, Uncle Goten!"
Goten made a face, he hated being called that, "You're welcome, Niece Pan!"
Bra ran up to Pan and gave her a bear hug, "EEEEE!! Pan, you're now 17 years old!"
Goten laughed, "Sure, that's real old, Pan, you're practically an old lady now."
Pan stuck out her tongue, "Well, Uncle Goten, you're 29! That's like ancient!"
Goten pretended to look cross, "Well, I'm way more mature than you!"
Pan laughed, "In your dreams!"
Bra watched the two with amusement, "If you guys weren't relatives, you'd make a great couple!"
"Yeah right!" Pan yelled, "You'd probably be jealous, Bra!"
Bra glared at Pan, who clamped her hands over her mouth, "Opps, I mean it's just you're so irresistible and all, Uncle Goten."
Goten flexed a muscle, "You got that right, Panny."
Bra and Pan both bursted out giggling.
It was Pan's 17th b-day, and the gang were all over at Hercule's house celebrating.
Bulma waltzed over to Pan, with a glass of wine in her hand, "Pan! Time to open presents!"
"Ooooo! Pan! Come and see what you got this year!" Bra dragged Pan to the large oak table, which was covered with presents, all different shapes and sizes.
Pan smiled, "Okay, whose should I open first?"
"Mine, of course!" Marron called out.
"Alrighty then." Pan tore open the red and blue wrapping paper off the box, she opened it and saw a denim miniskirt with a white sparkly tube top that said across it Boys: Dogs that can argue. Pan laughed, "Thanks, Marron! I love this!"
Goten crossed his arms and muttered something. Pan looked up, "Yeah, Uncle Goten?"
Goten grumbled, "Don't call me that." And handed Pan a small purple-striped box.
Pan opened the box to reveal two bottles of perfume called 'To Die For'. "Thanks, Uncle Goten!" She beamed.
Goten glared at Pan who gave the most innocent look ever seen on DB history, "I'll let it pass because it's your b-day, Panny."
After a tiring half hour later, Pan's present count was:
Twin dragon bracelets that were made from sterling silver with rubies as the eyes from Bulma. Exact replicas of Vegeta's gloves from Vegeta. "For sparring." Was all he said.
A gorgeous faux fur coat from Videl, a Baby Grand piano from Gohan. A Dodge Viper Convertible from Hercule. Pan gasped when she saw it, "Ohmigosh! Thanks gramps!"
Diamond earrings from Chichi, a lime green gi from Krillin and Juuhachigou. "To blind the enemy." Was Krillin's explanation for the bizarre colour.
Pan opened Bra's present last because she had insisted on it. It was a beautiful silk dress that was the exact same colour as Trunk's hair. Pan gasped and carefully lifted the dress out of the box. Bra beamed, "You like it?"
Pan nodded, "I love it! Thanks B-chan!"
Bra smiled, "I knew you'd like it!" She turned around and smiled at Goten, "That's 10 bucks that you owe me, Pal."
Goten grumbled and reached into his pocket for his wallet, "Panny, I thought you'd didn't like girlish dresses."
Pan was still gaping at the dress, "I don't know, it's just that there's something special about this dress. It's so-so-so"
"Perfect?" Bra suggested.
"Right." Pan nodded.
After dinner, Bra exclaimed, "Hey! You can bring your dress on the trip! Just incase there is a dance!"
"What trip?" Pan looked confused.
Bra rolled her eyes, "You know, that school trip to Paris, France?"
"Oh! I completely forgot about that, when is it?" Pan slapped her forehead.
"You forgot?!" Bra's eyes opened wide, "It's next Thursday!"
Pan yelped, "Yikes! I didn't even tell my parents about that!"
Bra's eyes opened wider, "Well? Go ask them now!"
Pan ran down the stairs, "Mom-mom-mom-mom-mom!"
Videl asked, "Yeah, Pan?"
Pan started talking really fast, "Well-there's-a-school-trip-to-Paris-next- Thusday-but-I-forgot-to-tell-you-about-it-and-there's-this-permission-slip- that-you-have-to-sign-along-with-800-bucks-before-Monday."
Videl looked at her with a confused look, Pan gave her Bambi eyes, "Please, mom?"
Videl asked, "The whole school's going?"
Pan laughed, "No, of course not, it's just a student council trip, you know, for organizing everything for the school the whole year, it's sorta like the school's way of saying thank you. And we'll get back right before summer vacation."
Videl still looked puzzled, "Well, the 800 bucks is for?"
Pan explained impatiently, "The school's paying for most of the expenses for the trip, but each person has to have a bit of money with them."
"And you really need that much money?" Videl asked.
Pan nodded. "Alright then, I guess." Videl said.
"Yay! Thanks Mom!" Pan ran up the stairs to tell Bra.
"Eeeee! This is going to be so much fun!" Bra screamed and ran down the stairs to bug her mom for more money.
Pan and stepped onto the balcony and stared out on to the lake, 'It's been almost five years since you left, Trunks. You've sent me letters for the first year, but you hardly even send letters to your family anymore, let alone me. You promised you'd be back in two years, but you haven't.' Pan thought as she stared at the moon's reflection, 'have you really forgotten about me?'
It was Wednesday night, one day before Pan would leave for Paris. She was packing her stuff for the trip when the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Pan, it's me Bra."
"Oh, hey B-chan, what's up?"
"Oh, I just wanted to know if you were packing any of your b-day presents."
"Un-huh, everything but the coat, the car and the piano."
"Even the gi and gloves?"
"Uh-huh, you never know when a fight could break out."
"You mean, when you start a fight."
"Whatever."
"Okay, well, I gotta go, see you tomorrow."
"Kay, bye B-chan."
"Bye Pan."
Pan finally finished packing, she didn't know why, but her heart was pounding furiously, like something exciting was going to happen. She let out a sigh and stared out at the moon. Little did she know, but Trunks was staring at the same moon on the opposite side of the world.
The next day, Pan woke up nice and early, well, actually Bra woke Pan up nice and early. "C'mon sleepyhead, you won't want to miss the plane."
Pan sat up, "Explain to me something, how is it that you're always in my house without me knowing?"
Bra giggled, "C'mon, we're gonna be late."
Pan groaned and she started to throw on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt before Bra stopped her, "Oh, no you don't. I got here extra early to make sure that you put on something extra special."
"Do I have to?" Pan moaned.
"Yes." Bra said firmly.
"But why?" Pan complained.
"Oh, Pan, this is a big thing! You might even get to see Rob on the plane." Bra explained.
"Who's Rob?" Pan looked confused.
"Yikes, well, you're definitely not a morning person. You know, Rob, the guy that you've had a crush on for the past year?" Bra rolled her eyes.
"Oh! That Rob!" Pan just wanted to go back to sleep.
"Yes, that Rob, now I'm going to help you decide what to wear." Bra fumbled through Pan's closet.
Pan yawned and said, "If you say so."
"Perfect!" Bra held out a tight black tank top.
Pan laughed, "Oh, Bra, I only wear that for training."
"Well, too bad, 'cause you're gonna wear it now." Bra insisted, "Now if I can find a pair of-PERFECT!"
Pan jumped in surprise, "What?"
Bra held out a pair of jean cut-offs, "This is perfect with that top!"
Pan protested, "But those, are just the remains of old jeans."
Bra laughed, "Oh, Pan. Trust me."
Pan said, "Alright then." She put on her top and cut-offs.
Bra picked up a brush, "Here, I'll do your hair."
"Can't I just tie it up in a ponytail?" Pan asked.
"No." Bra brushed Pan's ebony black hair carefully, "You know, Pan, you have really nice hair, if you can just stop tying up all the time, you'd look really good."
"Un-huh," Pan looked at Bra, "Your hair is tied up in a ponytail."
"Well that's because it matches my attire." Bra explained.
Pan stared at what Bra was wearing, a skimpy white t-shirt with a low neckline and a cow-print miniskirt. She had to admit, Bra was pretty stylish.
"There!" Bra said, "Go look in the mirror."
Pan smiled, "Yes, mom."
Bra scowled. Pan stared disbelievingly into the mirror, 'wow' she thought, her hair was now hanging loosely off her back, the ends gently curved inwards. The black tank top showed her figure perfectly and the cut-offs were just a touch of genius, showing off her long, finely tanned legs.
"Like it?" Bra asked.
"Un-huh." Pan nodded, still gaping in disbelief, being born a tomboy, she never was one to spend much time on her looks.
"Great, c'mon, we gotta go." Bra dragged her out of her room.
"Good morning, Panny." Videl called, "All ready for your trip?"
"Uh-huh, good morning mom." Pan chirped.
Bra stared at her watch, "Yikes! Now we really gotta hurry!"
"Okay, bye mom." Pan said.
"Bye, sweetie, see you in two weeks." Videl called.
"Bye, Videl." Bra called.
"All right, bye girls. Have fun." Videl gave a little wave.
Bra dragged Pan out of her house. Gohan was waiting with Pan's luggage. "Here you go, Panny, don't be late."
"Alright, dad." Pan gave Gohan a peck on the cheek, "See you."
"Bye, girls." Gohan smiled.
The girls stepped into Bulma's hovercraft. "Okay, are we all set?" Bulma asked.
"Yup!" Bra called.
Pan was cramped in the backseat, "Wow, Bra, how much stuff did you bring?"
Bra blushed, "Well, I like to travel in style."
"That's for sure." Pan couldn't even move her leg.
They arrived at the airport with 20 minutes to spare. "Bye girls, take care." Bulma said.
"Don't worry, we will." Bra smiled.
And with that, Bulma was off, Pan and Bra saw a small crowd near gate B. "C'mon" Bra tugged on Pan's arm, "There they are."
"Hey guys!" A couple of their friends called.
"Hello, Maria, hey Cheryl!" Bra waved.
"Wow, Pan, you look different." Maria complimented.
"Blame it all on Bra." Pan nodded.
Bra tugged on Pan's arm again, "C'mon, I want to go and sit down. Bra pointed to some chairs.
"Okay, fine, just stop tugging on my arm," Pan said, "Bye guys!"
Bra and Pan sat down on the chairs, a couple of guys they know waved to them and gestured to where they were sitting. Bra pretended she didn't understand.
"Hey Bra," Pan teased, "They're calling you."
"Sorry, but I'm not interested in anyone but your uncle." Bra said.
Pan made a disgusted face.
Bra asked, "What's wrong with that?"
"Well, isn't he a bit too old for you?" Pan asked.
"Nope." Bra stuck up her nose.
"Okay then." Pan said trying hard not to laugh.
"Hey Pan."
Pan looked up and saw a tall blonde guy, "Hello, do I know you?"
The guy looked confused, "Uh, we were in the same homeroom for the entire year."
"We were?" Pan looked puzzled.
Bra smiled, "Oh, she's just kidding around, of course she knows you."
"I do?" Pan raised an eyebrow.
Bra whispered in her ear, "He's Rob!"
"Oh! Well, sorry, you see, I'm not much of a morning person." Pan explained.
Rob smiled, "That's alright, wanna come and sit with me and my pals?"
Pan stood up, "Sure."
Bra began to protest when Pan whispered into her ear, "I'll give you a picture of Goten if you come."
"Okay!" Bra jumped up, "Well, what are we waiting for?"
The whole trip to France went smoothly, and in no time at all they arrived in front of their hotel, 'Du fromage'
"Du fromage? What kind of hotel name is that?" Pan yelled.
Bra shrugged, "Beats me, but by the looks of it it's a pretty expensive one."
They chose their rooms, it's four to a room, so naturally, Bra and Pan and Maria and Cheryl shared a room.
"Hey, do you guys wanna come to the café with us?" Maria asked.
"No thanks, we're gonna go for a walk in the park." Bra sighed, "The parks in France are so romantic!"
Pan raised an eyebrow. "Romantic?"
Bra sighed again, "Un-huh."
Pan looked disgusted but still, she did want to see what a park in Paris looked like.
They called a cab and left.
They arrived in what looked like an empty park. There was a small lake in the middle of it, and the summer blossoms made the park look like a wonderland.
"See, I told you, very romantic." Bra sighed again.
"Whatever." Pan suddenly spotted something of interest, "Look Bra! A ice cream stand! Let's go!"
This time it was Pan who dragged Bra to the ice cream stand. "Two ice cream cones please!" Pan called cheerfully, "One double fudge chocolate and ummm, B-chan what do you want?"
"Plain vanilla." Bra replied.
They walked along the brick path, eating their ice cream cones. "So." Bra started, "Where's that picture of Goten?"
"I'll give it to you when we get back home, I don't always carry a picture of him around in my wallet." Pan said sarcastically.
SMACK! Bra dropped her ice cream cone. Pan stared at her, "Are you really that surprised that I don't carry a picture of Goten in my wallet?"
"N-no lo-look." Bra raised a trembling finger and pointed down the path.
Pan looked ahead and saw a beautiful swan swimming in the lake. "Yes, the swan's really nice, but that's no reason to drop your ice cream cone."
"N-n-no, l-look at t-the ben-bench." Bra was still trembling with shock.
Pan stared at a bench just meters ahead of them, "Yes, Bra, it's a nice bench."
"NO! YOU IDIOT! LOOK WHO'S SITTING ON THE BENCH!" Bra yelled.
Pan muttered, "I think I liked you better when you were still trembling." But she looked anyways.
SMACK! Her ice cream cone fell on the ground. There, sitting on the bench, was a man reading a book, with lavender hair!!
The two of them, Pan and Bra stood there, not knowing what to do. After no one knows how long, Pan finally croaked out, "You think it's him?" even though she knew it was, because no one else in this universe had the same beautiful shade of hair.
"Oooo!!" Bra screamed.
Pan jumped, "What?"
"Let's go and see if he remembers us!" Bra winked, "You know, just casually stroll over there and pretend to be looking at the swan and we'll see his reaction!"
Pan nodded, that was all that she could do.
Bra and Pan slowly walked towards whom they guessed to be Trunks. Bra pointed to the lake, "Look! Isn't it simply beautiful?"
Pan nodded, she tried her best not to turn around, but Bra went and sat on the bench also, "I'm soooo tired, I'm just going to sit here for a little while, it that okay?"
Pan nodded again, she was at a loss for words. The man whom they assumed to be Trunks did not look up.
Bra yawned and stared at Pan giving her a yup-only-my-brother-is-such-a- bookworm-look. They stayed there for another 5 minutes but the man whom they assumed to be Trunks did not look up. Then Pan did something so unbelievable that even she couldn't believe, she tapped the man whom she assumed to be Trunks on the shoulder. He looked up and Pan gasped, 'Those eyes! They were such a beautiful shade of cerulean! No one but Trunks has such beautiful eyes!' "Yes?" Trunks asked. That voice! Now Pan was absolutely certain that that was Trunks. She didn't know what to say. "Is there a problem, miss?" Trunks asked. Pan felt so awkward just standing there with nothing to say, but she couldn't say anything. Bra, thank goodness came to Pan's rescue, "Excuse me, my friend was just wondering if you knew the time."
Trunks stared at his watch, "Ummm. it's five to 6." He looked up at Bra and gasped, "B-chan?" "Hi boxer boy, where's my present?" Bra smiled.
"W-what are you doing here?" Trunks asked, a look of pure surprise on his face.
"Oh, school trip, what are you doing here, aren't you supposed to be in England?" Bra asked.
Pan was surprised how Bra could act so natural.
"Oh, I got transferred a couple of years back." Trunks shrugged, "I've been meaning to call home but I guess it just kinda slipped my mind."
Bra nodded, "Right, your job comes first."
Trunks scratched his head, "Awww, come on B-chan you know what I meant."
Bra nodded again. Trunks asked, "So how have you been?"
Bra said, "Oh, not bad."
Trunks said, "That's good."
Now there was an awkward silence, Pan knew how both of them must've felt.
Trunks looked up at the pretty girl that he didn't know, 'She kinds of reminds me of someone, but I can't think of who'. "So B-chan, who's your pretty friend?" He didn't mean to say that but the 'pretty' kind of just slipped out.
Bra stared at Pan in disbelief, Pan said, "Trunks, it's me P-"
Bra coughed and interrupted Pan, "Pardon me."
Trunks frowned, "How does she know me?"
Bra answered quickly, "I told her about you."
Trunks smiled, "Ahh, so I guess I'm popular amongst your pretty friends." 'Shut up Trunks!' He thought, 'Stop saying that she is pretty!'
Pan felt like she was going to cry, she clenched her fists, 'He promised me!' Her mind screamed, 'He promised me he'd never forget!'
"So Bra?" Trunks asked, "How's everyone back home? How are Mom and Dad and Goten and Marron all doing?"
Bra looked up nervously at Pan, "Umm. they're all doing fine. But aren't you forgetting someone?"
Trunks smiled, "Oh, how could I forget my best friend of all!"
Bra sighed a breath of relief, and Pan's heart leapt a bit, thinking that he was going to ask about her.
"Have you taken good care Mr. Bones for me?" Trunks laughed.
Bra didn't answer, she just stared at Pan, who was like a volcano about to erupt. Trunks ask again, "Well, have you?"
Tears streaked down Pan's face, Bra yelled, "YOU'RE AN INCONSIDERATE, HEARTLESS JERK!"
Trunks looked hurt, "Why did you say that B-chan?"
Bra glared at him and Trunks shuddered, somehow during the 5 years that he was gone, Bra has inherited Vegeta's glare, which could scare even death.
Pan didn't know what to do, she didn't know what to feel, she had felt extreme pain when her Grandpa Gokou died. She had felt extreme anger when her dog had been run over by a drunk driver. But she didn't know how she felt right now, it was like she was only a shell, with no feeling or emotions inside.
Bra asked, "Trunks, how could you? How could you forget? This is just some mean joke, right? Tell me it is! TELL ME!" Bra pulled Trunks up and screamed at him.
"Whoa, Bra, what's wrong with you?" Trunks asked, "Look, you've scared off your friend."
Bra looked at Pan, who was slowly walking away. "Oh, now look what you've done, you bastard!"
Trunks watched as Bra ran up to catch up to her friend. "Gee, what's got into her?" He ran up to them, "Bra? What's going on?"
Bra couldn't take it anymore, "WHAT'S GOING ON? WHAT'S GOING ON? YOU TELL ME YOU FU-"
Pan stopped Bra, "C'mon Bra, it's not worth it, if he doesn't remember me, then I'll never remember him either. I'll treat you to another ice cream cone. Just please stop yelling."
Bra definitely inherited Vegeta's emotional genes, "No! You're right, he's not worth it, he's just a no-good, low-class piece of trash!"
Pan pleaded, "Bra, please stop."
Trunks now looked mad, "Bra? What the hell is wrong with you!, I don't know what you want me to remember, but I'm sure it's nothing important, you're just over reacting as usual, again!"
Pan covered her ears and screamed, "STOP IT! STOP ARGUING!"
Well, apparently Trunks had inherited Bulma's emotional genes, which are just as strong as Vegeta's, "Bra! I haven't seen you for 5 freakin' years! And the first thing you do is scream your head off at me! What's your problem?"
"My problem? MY PROBLEM?" Bra pointed at Pan who had just started crying again, "Who is this?"
Trunks shrugged, "Why are you asking me? She's your friend."
"Trunks! You moron, how many people do you know have black hair AND eyes!" Bra screamed.
Trunks started counting, "Well, let's see, there's dad, and Goten, and Gohan and Gokou, and Emmie, and Courtney, and Alisha and-"
"Could you shut up now?" Bra asked, "Do you even have a heart?"
"Of course I do." Trunks said, "Have you a brain?"
Bra gritted her teeth, "You think you're so smart, don't you, you jackass."
Trunks pushed Bra to the ground, "It doesn't matter if you're my sister or not, no one calls me a jackass!"
"LET GO OF ME, YOU FREAK!" Bra shouted.
"What did you call me?" Trunks asked, "Come on, Bra, I challenge you to a sparring match!"
"NO! I DON'T SPAR WITH LOW-LIFE SCUMS!" Bra yelled.
Trunks threw a punch and before it could hit Bra a blinding light surrounded him and before he hit the ground he heard a scream.
"KA-ME-HA-ME-HA!"
Well, how'd you guys like it? I'm sorry I left you guys on a cliffhanger. Please review! The second chappie well be put up soon! (but only if you review) . -Juunanagou4ever