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A/N: All right, this chapter is longer than the previous, love me. Trunks comes home! Yay! (not until the end of chapt.) It's still not a very happy chapter but it's not overly depressing. I have to warn you, the next two chapters (which I'm in the process of) are nothing but filling. The T/P interaction isn't all that great but there are some humorous moments. But someone told me to stop saying I sucked at writing so I'll spare you. ;) Here you go:
That damn law again
Pan was on the phone with Bra that night, talking about the whole 'Marron and Ubuu' thing. She hadn't known they were a couple, much less that they were in love. And how do you go from one person to another so quickly and then decide that one person is the one for you? Especially since they'd only been together for about two months, according to Bra.
"Well," She began to explain the relationship. "You know Marron is slightly flighty. She got tired of waiting for Trunks to come around and get the guts to ask her out." Pan could in vision Bra shrugging on the other side of the phone as if that were all there was to it. But Pan knew you couldn't fall out of love with someone that easily and then find yourself 'suddenly' in love with someone else. It just didn't work that way. If it did, she wouldn't have been so miserable when Trunks left.
"Marron doesn't love Ubuu." Pan stated affirmatively. She was positive of it, but she didn't know Marron. It was completely possible that the girl was in love with Ubuu. For she'd never claimed to love Trunks, simply to like him.
"What do you care? And what makes you so sure?" Pan thought for a second, what did she care? She shrugged it off. Bra was right, it didn't matter to her what Marron felt for Ubuu. She wasn't after Trunks or with Trunks in any way. Marron was out of Pan's hair and that's all that mattered.
"So I guess you're going to be the bridesmaid, huh?" Pan spoke skeptically and Bra sucked her teeth.
"Why are you being so negative about this, Pan? Just because you two don't always see eye to eye doesn't mean you can't be happy for the girl." Pan rolled her eyes and sighed.
"I'm only saying." She defended herself. "The haven't been together long enough to decide that."
"If you and Trunks got together tomorrow, could you tell me next week whether or not you loved my brother?" Bra questioned. Pan raised an eyebrow and moaned over the phone.
"You're not still on that me and Trunks rampage, are you?"
"Could you?" Bra persisted, ignoring her friend's complaint.
"Of course I could." Pan stated, slowly and quietly. But Bra had heard her regardless.
"That's what I thought." She said matter-of-factly. "It doesn't matter how long they've been together. Goten and I are in love and we haven't been with one another that long…" Bra paused, as if suddenly realizing something. "Just as long as Marron and Ubuu."
"Yeah, and what makes them think they're ready for some kind of commitment at this age, and you and Goten aren't?" Pan could have kicked herself after she asked the question. She didn't know it, but later she would. She was merely trying to point out the flaw in Marron and Ubuu's relationship not in Bra and Goten's.
Bra whimpered and thought on the question for a few long seconds. She knew it was rhetorical, but something inside her hurt. What was special about Marron and Ubuu that wasn't about her and Goten? They loved each other.
"Bra," Pan called, making sure she was still connected. "Are you there?" She heard the girl clear her throat and cough before answering her.
"Yeah Pan, but I've got to go. I'll talk to you tomorrow."
"I'll see you tomorrow. Remember? We're looking for apartments in the morning." She reminded the girl before she hung up. Pan sighed, laying down on her bed and stretching out. She was in no mood for disappointment again. She was coming home tomorrow, knowing where she was going to stay for the next few months of her life, or she was not coming home at all. She was going to have an apartment if she had to stay out all night looking at the good ones and the price ranges.
This was the only thing left in her life that had to be put in order. Setting aside her love life. She was already fulfilling part of her dream by going to design school. She had gotten out of high school alive. What more could a girl ask for? A husband and two kids…but that would come later. She was only 18. Suddenly, thinking of love and life, a picture of Vegita popped into her head. He'd told her something about Saiyans being different when they fell in love, told her….She searched her brain but for the life of her, couldn't remember. It had something to do with being connected to a mate.
She wrinkled her brow, she didn't even remember when he'd told her. Or why. It was out of the blue, one day. He said, as he often did, something strange concerning her and love. Something about a bond. Maybe he caught a side glance that she was giving Trunks. Maybe he understood how she felt for him. More than likely it was the latter. He always seemed to pick up on things that no one else knew. Her grandpa Goku used to do it too….before he….She let out a breath of air to relax her mind and ease her thoughts, as sleep evaded her senses.
As she popped her eyes open and slowly rolled over in bed, the thought came to her. Saiyans were different when they fell in love. If they cared for each other deeply enough, if it were true, they would almost become one person. Feel each other's feelings, think each other's thoughts. She hadn't known if he was being literal of figurative then…she still didn't know. But it was probably a figurative thing.
She turned her head to look at her clock, it was two a.m. Way too early to be getting up. Was that thought what woke her? Was it something else? She strained her senses and concentrated on the one feeling lingering in the back of her head. She squinted her eyes, confused. Trunks was coming? He was on his way home? She could feel his ki, but should she be able to? He was far away, and he certainly wasn't powered up…
The phone was ringing loudly and repeatedly in her ear. She groaned and picked it up, slowly clearing her throat and answering the call.
"Hello?" Pan's groggy voice rang to the mystery person on the line.
"You're late." Someone spoke with agitation. She forced her eyes open and let the blurriness fade away. She rubbed her eyes and thought. What was she late for? First off, who was she talking to?
"Bra?" She asked, unsure of what was going on around her.
"Duh." Bra groaned with annoyance. "Get your ass up!" She yelled. "And come over here, I have something important to tell you."
"What am I late for?" They had gone apartment hunting all yesterday and decided not to go again today. Just to take a break and see if anyone called them back to say they got the apartment. They were going to relax and hang out. But there was no set time.
"Just come over here!" Bra yelled. Pan groaned and slid out of bed, clicking the phone off. She knew Bra had her mouth hanging open right now, wondering how Pan had the guts to just hang up on her. She laughed softly to herself and pulled on some sweatpants and a thick sweater. She glanced at the clock before going to brush her teeth. It was only nine o'clock in the morning. What the hell was she late for? Bra was never up this early.
Just as she was about to head out of the door, she paused. Her hand was just about to touch the knob when she felt it again. Trunks' ki. It was closer now than the first time she'd felt it, the night before last. He really was on his way home. He'd said it in that letter he sent to Bulma, so she didn't know why she was surprised. Maybe because it was taking so long. But day after day she could feel his ki increase.
When she got to the Briefs' she would ask Vegita and Bra if they could feel his ki. She was wondering if she was going insane at first but the feeling hadn't gone away. His power level was too far away, though, and pushed down too far. She shouldn't be able to sense him…
She walked into the house, without so much as pausing to ring a doorbell, and hunted out Vegita. He was in between the kitchen and the door out, heading for the gravity room. She called out to him and could hear him outwardly groan.
"What do you want, girl?" He growled at her and turned with an annoyed glance.
"I was just wondering if you…if you feel it?" She asked him, feeling somewhat stupid for asking now.
"What are you babbling about?" He tapped his foot on the floor and glanced anxiously at the door. -This girl had better get on with it- He glared at her.
"Trunks. Can you feel his ki?" She spoke as if he should know what she were talking about. As if the question were posted everywhere for everyone to view.
"Don't fool with me, Trunks is in America and he's not powered up."
"Is that a no?" She challenged him, taking the same tone. He stepped closer to her and tightened his fists but she knew he wouldn't act. Only she, Bulma, and Bra could get away with talking to Vegita that way, and only on certain days. Today was one of them, apparently, for he stepped back and crossed his arms.
"Do you mean to tell me that you can feel it?" He smirked, as if he knew something she didn't.
"Well yeah, he's coming home." She shook her head, nostrils flaring. Why wouldn't he answer her question? Why did he counter with his own question? Suddenly she was angry at herself for asking Vegita. Even if Trunks were powered to the maximum and right outside that door, he would be fooling with her like this. Whether he felt it or not was anyone's guess, for he simply shrugged and walked out the door. She clenched her jaw and tilted her head upward with indignation.
Just then Bra came running into the room with a squeal. She was jumping up and down as she grabbed Pan and pulled her out of the kitchen.
"I knew that's where you were." She spoke, her tone was cross but her face betrayed the emotion. She was absolutely glowing. Then she broke into a smile from ear to ear and Pan tilted her head.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Pan asked, rather shortly.
"I'm in love with Goten!" She squealed again as Pan cringed. "And he's in love with me!" She yelled it as if it were the best news in the universe. Pan shook her head and crossed her arms; Vegita was rubbing off on her.
"So?" She asked with agitation. "I already knew that, it's nothing new." She rolled her eyes as Bra continued to dance around.
"Oh, but it is. You see…" Then she stopped, stood perfectly still, and got really quiet. Whatever it was that she was about to say, it was really important. She moved Pan farther to the stairs with a devious glint in her eyes and happiness ringing throughout her whole body.
"I can't take this." Pan said in aggravation. "What's got you so happy?"
"Oh, Pan! The greatest thing has happened. Just the greatest thing!" Pan had no way to prepare herself for the blow that she was about to be dealt. She had no forewarning and no reason to even suspect that she needed any. The last thing she expected to hear was bad news. The last thing she expected was for her entire world to come falling around her, happiness slipping from her very grasp before she even got the chance to close her fist around it. She didn't know four words could change her life. All of her plans, and even as she was delivered the news, it didn't click.
"We're moving in together!" Bra jumped up and down but Pan felt her knees go weak. She sat down on the floor, before she could get lightheaded and faint. The dictionary should put warning labels that say: Use with caution and handle with care! She felt her face go pale, never knowing, before now, that words could actually hurt. Her best friend was deserting her for her…for her….uncle!
"Pan," Bra said, slowly and cautiously. She touched her shoulder lightly and helped her off the floor. "I know what you're thinking. I remembered it this morning, when Lady Golver called and told me that you and I got the apartment. I felt terrible. But then I worked out a plan." Pan eyebrows cocked up, wondering what plan her friend could have devised. What could she possibly do to fix this? And why hadn't she told Pan they got the apartment?
"What is it?" Pan finally asked, her throat cracked.
"I'll stay with Goten but I'll pay rent on the Golver place until you can get a new roommate. You don't even have to be affected by this. I'll even help you decide who to stay with. I know, the plan was always to stay together after college but even you said that it was ridiculous to think things would never change." Bra was talking a mile and minute and Pan began to drone out her words. She mentally kicked herself for thinking things would work out her way. Things never did.
She never had her dreams fulfilled, she always got disappointed. But she couldn't blame Bra, this wasn't her fault. She was in love. Pan had to remind herself of that. If she were in the same situation she would more than likely do the same thing. No, she wouldn't. She wouldn't leave her best friend high and dry for some guy that couldn't wait another year or two before he took her away. She wouldn't run off and desert someone she cared about so much, especially after knowing what this whole thing meant to her.
It wasn't about the rent money. It wasn't about finding another roommate. It was about living with Bra. She wanted to room with her best friend and there was no ulterior motive behind her plans. It wasn't just going to college and starting a new life. It was supposed to be the longest and best sleepover party ever. It was supposed to be just them.
Maybe she was being childish. Bra was staring at her now, a look of worry on her face. And though Pan wanted to slug her she couldn't be mad at her friend for being happy. It wasn't right. But she did have a legitimate case…didn't she?
"Pan…say something…" Bra timidly twirled her fingers through her blue hair. "Please don't be mad…I know it's a lot to ask and drop on you all at once."
"Whatever." Pan found her voice. "I should have known better anyway." She shrugged as Bra stepped away from her friend, moving back as if the comment stung her soul. She wasn't trying to disappoint Pan, but then again, no one ever tried.
Trunks hadn't tried to disappoint her when he left without sending so much as a post card. Or when he told her that the kiss under the mistletoe meant nothing. Goten hadn't tried to disappoint her when he explained that he was serious about Bra and they were completely in love. She still felt like a third wheel, even though he hadn't tried. Her father hadn't tried to disappoint her when he told her she was too old to be running around in boy's training gear and spitting; that he wouldn't train with her anymore. But he had. And now Bra, she wasn't trying to disappoint her. She never was trying to. But somehow, someway, by someone, it always happened. She was always an afterthought and nothing Bra did or said could make up for that.
Sometimes she truly hated her life. Just when things were looking up something had to go wrong. Just when she was feeling like she owned the world, Dende had to come down and remind her that she was simply a girl. She hated it when everyone else had the best luck and she was left in the dust. But the one thing that she hated most about this situation was that Bra was in love. Though she hated to admit it to herself. That was the one thing that bothered her more than anything else. Bra had found it. Marron had even found it. Most of her friends and schoolmates were happily involved with someone, somewhere. Everyone was with someone else, and she was the only one wishing she wasn't alone.
She sighed, touched Bra's shoulder lovingly, and gave a weak smile. She hadn't intended to hurt the girl's feelings. "I'm sorry." Pan finally spilled. But she was apologizing for so much more than the comment. For all of her harsh and jealous feelings as well. Sorry that things hadn't worked out. Sorry that she wasn't happy for her right now. Sorry that Bra was feeling bad for being happy. But most importantly, she was sorry that it wasn't her instead of Bra. Sorry that things weren't working out for her.
That was the most selfish thing she could think. She knew it, but it didn't matter to her at the time. She was only trying to resolve, in her mind, how to make things work. How was she going to let Bra be happy and not resent her for it for the rest of her life? She was going to have to take Bra up on the offer of her paying rent in the place. For Heavens knew, the Golver place was her last chance. There was no other apartment complex that she and Bra hadn't tried, and if she had to do more interviews now there would only be her. No one was going to rent an apartment to a girl who could only pay half the rent.
Then she would have to get a roommate. But she didn't want to move in with some complete stranger. Them not knowing her and her not knowing them. They might have habits that she detested and what about her saiyan abilities? How would some complete stranger react to that? She couldn't risk it. But she wouldn't hide it. Not to mention her temper. Who was she going to find that would live with her and still be living at the end of the day? It was so hard for Pan to get along with people. And she hated slobs. She wasn't one and there was no reason for anyone else to be. That was why she and Bra would be good living together, they knew each other's pet peeves and secrets. And Bra was clean and organized, that was a definite plus. They were best friends, they were supposed to be together. Pan couldn't help but pout. What was she getting herself into?
"I think your idea about finding a new roommate was a good one. Anything's better than nothing." Pan gave her a supportive smile as they headed up the stairs. "So…aren't you going to tell me details? How did he ask you to move in with him? What does it mean?" She smiled as Bra giggled.
"I thought you'd never ask!" She yelped as they flew into her room and slammed the door. This was girl talk, they didn't need people walking in on them while they shared their secrets. Pan assumed everything would be okay after all…At least now she had a place to stay, considering she would be leaving in a few weeks. And that was a step farther than she had been this morning. Despite the little set back of Bra's news, as long as Pan had some kind of back up plan everything would be fine. Things couldn't get any worse. She sat up as Bra began to tell her the story.
"Well, it was after you talked to me about Marron and Ubuu." She was beaming as she talked, Pan was listening and trying to comprehend what was being said. She remembered talking to her about Marron; how could she not? She was still upset over the whole thing. How could Marron find someone that was so ready to marry her? Marron, who drifted from one guy to the next without a second thought. And here this guy was, thinking she was going to stay with him for the rest of her life. Yeah right.
"You see…what you said kind of got to me…Marron and Ubuu aren't more in love than me and Goten. So why should they be practically engaged when Goten and I were still 'casually dating'? It wasn't right somehow." She paused, wondering what Pan's reaction would be. At that moment Pan just nodded her head dumbly and waited for her to continue. She smiled and went on with it. "Well, I asked him about it and he didn't really say anything at first. So I just kind of brought it up again and…I don't know…Somehow he thought I wanted to get married." She laughed and so did Pan.
"I wonder how he got that idea." Pan shook her head, knowing how pushy Bra could be when she wanted. Bra always got her way.
"Well, anyways." Bra found the breath to continue. "He said he wouldn't mind getting married, if I was serious!" She laughed more and then found a way to continue. "Well, that kind of freaked me out and somehow we decided on something in the middle. So we're moving in together." She snapped her fingers as if she were completing some kind of difficult mathematical equation. Pan shrugged, laughed, and sighed. She was happy and upset at the same time. Bra knew but hopefully time would heal the wound.
"So, you turned down marriage, huh?" Pan teased her.
"I'm just a little too young for that." She spoke quickly.
"Oh, and Marron's not?" Pan countered, rolling her eyes.
"What's your problem with her? It's only a promise ring. And she knows she's going to spend the rest of her life with him, so there's no problem with her taking the next step. I simply wasn't ready to move that fast. But Marron, she does everything fast." Bra shrugged. "You just don't understand her. If only you two got along, you'd make great friends. She just as short tempered and sarcastic as you are. And she can be really nice. And, believe it or not, she's not as self absorbed as you think she is. Really, Pan."
"What are you, her lawyer? Stop arguing her case." Pan waved her hand, signifying the conversation was over.
"Oh," Bra gasped, as if she just remembered something incredibly important.
"What?" Pan paused and examined her face.
"You can't tell daddy or mention it in front of him. He doesn't know." She blushed slightly and shrugged her shoulders. Pan laughed.
"You're going to have to tell him eventually. More than likely he'll pick up on it. You know how Vegita is, always clued in on everything." She thought back on his rude behavior when she first came in the house. Funny, it seemed like years ago now. Everything she'd been thinking changed and shifted so suddenly it was like talking to him happened centuries ago and not just an hour. And Trunks was the farthest thing from her mind for just that minute.
Bra picked up the phone, rubbing her eyes and clearing her throat. She wiped the sleep off her face and spoke.
"Hello?" She waited for the other person to speak again. Pan perked up, sitting up on the bed and rubbing the sleep off her own face. She hadn't been aware that she'd fallen asleep on Bra's bed. What time was it? Well past six o'clock.
"This is she." She hear Bra speak again and looked curiously at her. She wondered who Bra was talking to. Her entire face brightened slightly as she smiled. "Oh, yes, Ms. Golver, how are you?" She laughed nervously. Pan waved her hands around in excitement and hoped there was nothing wrong. Quickly Bra's face dropped as Ms. Golver delivered some news. Pan clenched her chest, her heart pounding. This wasn't good. Surely, an second now, she was going to wake up. This was just a dream, she was still asleep on Bra's bed.
"I…I don't understand…" Bra stammered. "Well, yes…I'm sure you do…but you see, my friend and I, we were relying on this place. It was the last apartment complex left in that part of town….Yes, it's very important…Well, what you're doing, it's…it's just now fair." She softly complained with a pout. "No, thank you for calling Ms. Golver…Yes, I hope we do. Uh-huh. You too." She hung up the phone and gave Pan a sympathetic look. She wasn't sure if she should deliver the news or not. Her friend looked on the verge of tears and she hated to break someone's heart twice in one day. How was she going to tell her?
"What happened?" Pan asked cautiously, sharply.
"Nothing…It just…Pan, it didn't work out. You see, the old renter's lease was renewed. Apparently she hadn't planned on it. But they had it in her mail-box this afternoon, legally binding. They get the apartment for another two years." Bra shook her head. "I'm sorry."
"It was the last one." Pan murmured in disbelief. She had to have that apartment. "This can't be right!" Her eyes were gleaming with tears as she sat up more, afraid of what was happening. When she had thought her life was working out too well and it would have to come falling around her, she hadn't planned on this. She knew something bad was going to happen, but not her entire future.
Her hands were shaking as she gave Bra a pleading look. What was she going to do now? How was she going to work this out? She needed that apartment. She needed that place to stay. There was no other place. There was no other way. This was it. Her heart was caving around her as she felt a familiar ki enrapture her body, as if intended to comfort. What the hell was Trunks' ki doing so close to her chest?…Her heart?…This was no time to be thinking about Trunks. Her world was coming to an end.
"It's not that bad Pan. We'll just try and find another place. I won't move in with Goten until everything's settled."
"No, you don't understand. By the end of this week I have to have a place to stay. Otherwise, my scholarship goes to someone who lives closer in the area. Kind of like high school, where you can't attend a certain school if you don't reside in that area. It's all in the admission's letter I got." Bra was silent for a long time, looking at her friend with genuine pain…empathy.
"I'm so sorry, Pan. We'll figure something out." She tried to reassure her. Pan shook her head, fighting back the tears and licking her lips.
"This was the only way."
"What's wrong, Panny?" A familiar voice called to her. She snapped her head to the door, wondering when it had been opened. When the hell had he come in…when the hell had he come home? She shook her head in confusion.
"Nothing…Trunks. Nothing you can help." She hoarsely responded, shaking her head again, slowly.
"Maybe!" Bra perked, running over to her brother and hugging him. "Welcome home," She said quickly and looked at Pan, hopeful. "I just had the best idea!" She shrieked. "Pan and I just lost our apartment. She needs a place to stay near her design school, by the end of the week, or else she looses her scholarship." She smiled widely at Pan.
"You got into design school?" He smiled widely at her as well. She glared, wondering if he had even been listening to Bra fully. Hadn't he heard about her losing her scholarship?
"Why are you smiling about this Bra?" She forced to words out of her mouth, anger eating at her.
"Because Pan." She giggled. "Trunks has an apartment out there. It's where he's going to stay since he moved back home. Do you not?" She asked him, as if she were a genius. Pan smiled with hope but it quickly wiped away. Trunks wasn't going to let her stay with him. And even if he did, she wouldn't want to.
"What are you getting at?" Trunks asked slowly, a smile creeping onto his own face.
"Well, she could stay with you! Just until she can get a place on her own." Pan shook her head as Trunks began to reply.
"Oh, no. I'm not staying with him Bra. I know what you're up to."
"Maybe, but you don't have any other choice. You can't loose your scholarship."
"I think staying with me is a good idea…besides, it sounds as if you've run out of options." He shrugged as she glared at him.
"I don't want to stay with you, Trunks." She shook her head.
"Why not?" He asked, seemingly offended.
"Because it wouldn't be 'just until I could find another place', as Bra said. There is no other place." Trunks laughed.
"Oh, is that all?" He said as if that were nothing. "So?"
"Trunks," Pan tried again, because she didn't think he got it the first time. "I'd have to stay there for two years or until I got a better job."
"I needed a roommate anyways. I'm taking over the company, you know, so I'll be traveling a lot and there needs to be someone to watch the place. Keep it clean and such. It'll be just like I'm not there." He smiled happily at her.
"Trunks I just can't." She shook her head but he ignored her.
"Oh, and I have something for you downstairs." Pan perked her eyebrows and rolled her eyes.
"What is it? And didn't you hear me when I said I can't stay with you?"
"I heard you. But you're going to anyway."
"No I'm not." She crossed her arms.
"What did you bring her?" Bra asked, and there was something in her voice that Pan couldn't read. Was it annoyance?
"Come and find out." He walked into the room and grabbed Pan's arm. The touch was so gentle that it surprised even her. She let him guide her down the stairs. Something was different about him…something was…wrong? He was holding her hand and all kinds of emotions were fluttering though her. She was suddenly angry, and remembered her resolve to punch him but decided to wait until later.
When she got into the living room she spotted her 'present' lying on the couch. It was the dog she'd seen in the picture. She smiled but bit her lip, trying to hid the happiness.
"Damn." She heard Bra mutter, figuring that she wasn't getting the dog.
"His name is Knuckles." Trunks whispered into Pan's ear. "He's my apology, the one I promised you you'd get when I sent the first letter." His breath was tickling her neck and she tried not to laugh. The dog perked up when Pan walked into the room and ran straight for her. He jumped up his paws landing on her leg, wagging his tail. She laughed and wondered how Trunks got the dog to do that.
"I think he likes you." Bulma pointed out the obvious from the couch. "Trunks, I'm upset that you told Pan you were coming home today and wouldn't tell me." She pouted. Trunks lifted his eyebrows, confused, and looked at Pan. Pan looked at Bulma with the same confusion.
"Trunks didn't tell me he was coming home." She shook her head. Now Bulma was confused.
"But Vegita told me that you told him Trunks was coming home." She was adamant in her statement.
"Well….I did…but Trunks didn't tell me he was coming home. I could feel his ki." She said as thought it were perfectly normal. Bra gave Pan a confused look as well.
"What? I couldn't. It wasn't up or anything, the only way you could is if you were searching for his life force. And even then, there was no way you could have known he was coming home." Pan frowned. She could feel his ki approaching. She knew she wasn't crazy.
Trunks thought for a second and then laughed. Everyone looked at him, expecting an answer but he shook his head. He wasn't going to fill them in if he knew. He put his hands on Pan's shoulders with a smile at his mother as said,
"Pan's moving in with me." Bulma's eyes lit up but she forced herself not to ask them questions, not just yet. She saw the look on Pan's face. She wasn't happy about this…but why?
Pan groaned and mentally kicked herself. That was the absolute last time she would think her life couldn't get any worse. Damn Murphy and his damn law.
A/N: And thus, the climax of my story. It all starts to get a little interesting. Is Pan going to live with Trunks? Bwahahahahaha. I'm evil. That's why I love writing. Well, review if you want. Tell me what you think/want/are unhappy about, I'd love to know.
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