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Chapter 6 

She smiled as she sat down in front of the Namek.

He had been watching her for the last few days. She reminded him of Gohan, in a way. But he had the idea her mother gave her the big attitude. It was a strange thought, Gohan's daughter.

But then again, only three years ago he received the shocking news of Bulma and Vegeta's son. Vegeta, who would have ever thought he would end up with Bulma. The two of them were both ..

Perfect for each other, in a way.

Bulma was a strong woman, just for the fact she could stand Vegeta. It was a shame Vegeta didn't treat her with respect. It was a shame Vegeta never acknowledged his own son. If only Vegeta would have lightened up and listened. Listened to Bulma, Mirai Trunks or him.

Then things would have never come this far.

"He won't always be like this, you know." she suddenly spoke.

Piccolo looked at her with surprise, but then shook his head.

"I don't know about that."

"Well, I do. I've been there. He has changed a lot. Or will." she added. "I.. this will change him too, I hope."

Piccolo narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean, exactly?"

Pan tried to explain to him that her inteference with the fight changed a lot. She came too soon. Before Gohan could unleash his true power. Before Trunks got killed and Vegeta showed he cared. Before Goku gave his life in order to safe the earth.

The Namek just stared blankly upon hearing this.

"In a way, you saved us a lot of trouble, then."

She nodded. "But I also prevented things from happening. I don't know if Vegeta will become.. like mine" she said.

"That's not your worry. It has already happened and right now, we have to focus on the Dragonballs. Why don't you tell me more about them?"

Pan nodded. "There isn't much to tell about them." she said, as she picked up the dragonball and studied it closely.

"You see, we had a lot of trouble gathering them in my time." she started. "And after we collected all of the, earth was attacked by Bebi, another enemy. It was very chaotic in that period. I wasn't of much use back then. Only 14 years old, not nearly as strong as I am now."

Pan put the dragonball away and watched the map. "The Black Star dragon balls took a lot of time to gather, but afterwards, we focused more on earths own dragon balls."

"Why is that?" Piccolo asked.

She sighed. "Well, I guess there is no harm in telling. We used the balls too much, to put it like that. When we wanted to make another wish, the balls cracked due to the negative energy and.."

Pan shuddered. "Evil Shenlong appeared and trouble began. After that, we weren't able to use the dragonballs anymore. Grandpa left on Shenlongs back. He hasn't returned since."

"Goku's really gone?" Trunks suddenly interupted.

The girl nodded sadly, not very surprised by the sudden appearance of the boy. "He.. It was very confusing. And very hard, on all of us."

"But things didn't stop after that, then?" Piccolo continued. "Something must have happened after Goku left. Or else, you wouldn't be here."

Trunks leaned against the wall, watching Pan taking a deep breath. He could see the girl had trouble with the subject. She was hurt. Pan looked at Trunks for a short moment, then turned to Piccolo.

"Vegeta and I were training." she began, but before she could continue, a harsh voice interupted.

"Pah. I was training YOU?"

Vegeta had joined the group also, and took place next to Pan, looking at her with a frown.

"I can't possibly see myself training you. A spawn of that weakling Kakarot." he snorted.

"The same Kakarot who saved your life plenty of times. The same Kakarot who's son would have defeated Cell, and who's granddaughter did that without breaking a sweat." she said, a smirk appearing on her face.

Vegeta paused for a minute, but a dark look appeared on his face as he said :

"Then why isn't that same Kakarot here?"

Pan opened her mouth, but couldn't find the right words. Damn him. He had done it again. He could crush her in a fight. But he could also destroy her with words.

At that point, Pan realized Vegeta was right. Why wasn't Goku here? Because, once again, he had left. And this time, it was permanent. He wasn't coming back and she had to solve her problems alone, this time. This whole journey was a fluke. It wasn't the same thing, it would never be. She could try to ignore it, but one glance at the people around her was enough.

A mean, evil Vegeta, who showed no respect and didn't care. A suspicious, silent Piccolo. And a different, younger Trunks. It wasn't the Trunks she knew. The one she had spend almost a year with. It wasn't Trunks-kun who gently tapped her shoulder when Goku left and asked her if she was going home too. This one was different. All of the sudden, she missed her Trunks. She missed her home.

Piccolo and Vegeta began to argue, but Pan didn't notice anymore. For a while, she just stared into the distance, thinking on Vegeta's words. And thinking on her future. When the two finally calmed down and noticed Pan still wasn't talking, it became quiet.

Trunks got down on his knee in front of the girl. He wasn't quite sure what to say. He never had any friends before. He didn't know how to react in these circumstances. And with a father like Vegeta, he didn't have a great example. But this was Pan.

Gohans daughter.

His mentor, his friend, would have had a daughter. A young girl. To think on how his future could have been, were it not for Cell and the androids. Gohan would have a family. And his father would have remained with his mother.

He mentally silenced himself. It was wrong to think like that. He knew he had come back to prevent a future like his from happening. Not to make things right. To prevent. To protect.

But Pan, why did she came back?

"Pan? Are you all right?" he asked softly.

She shook her head. "Don't you want to go back?" She asked him, her voice sounding almost desperate.

 "Back? Of course. Eventually." He knew what she was talking about. He understood her doubt, in a way. Pan gave a distant smile.

"I miss my home. Everything here is so different. You are" she continued.

Vegeta snorted. "You have some nerve to come back in time and accuse us of being different! You brought us in this mess in the first place!"

Her eyes widened as the Prince continued to talk.

"Different, are we? It seems my future self has become a wimp. Training Kakarots grandbrat. Hah. Still living with the onna. Ridiculous."

He glared at his own son, who, like Picollo, gave him an angry look.

"Don't you even start." his father warned him.

Piccolo cleared his troath. "I think we need to land, quickly. We've been on each others lips for the last few weeks. There has been no sign of a Dragon ball anywhere. But we can't go on like this."

Trunks nodded in agreement. Pan merely sighed.

"Why not ask Yuri for a suitable planet to land?" she proposed.

Yuri bleeped.

"Location found. Dragon ball located."

The group looked up with surprise, and Pan let out a relieved sigh. Finally, outside. Fresh air. And a dragon ball

"This is insane!"  

Pan nodded in agreement with Vegeta, covering her body with her arms. She gritted her teeth and looked at Trunks.

"Couldn't you have warned us about the cold?" she asked.

Trunks smiled weakly at her.

The planet had enough fresh air, yes. They were outside, indeed. An icy blue planet welcomed the GT crew. Huge mountains of ice beautified the scenery, as geisers with hot water melted several layers of ice. A truly odd planet, almost completely deserted.

Yuri jumped around, unaffected by the cold. The others, however, were having trouble adjusting to the temperature. Everyone, except Vegeta, of course.

He left the group before anyone could comment on it. Pan turned to Piccolo, who was barely dressed. Her eyes widened in horror, but the Namek didn't seem to be bothered by the cold.

"Piccolo-san. Aren't you extremely cold?" she asked. Her voice sounded vain on the emptry planet. As Trunks tried to find something decent to wear, the Namek shook his head.

"I'm all right. I concentrate on other things, forget about the cold. Vegeta does the same." He stated, while he nodded over to Vegeta.

Vegeta stared in the distance. His cold look matched the scenery. With a frown he watched as clouds headed their way. He turned around and walked back slowly.

"Snow." he grunted.

"Fun." Pan grimased.

"We should hurry then," Trunks said as he handed his father and Pan a warm coat. "If the snow covers half the planet, finding the Dragonball won't be easier."

Piccolo nodded. "I agree. Since it seems like I'm the only one who's able to stand the cold, I propose someone joins me in the search. The other two remain with the ship."

Pan closed her coat and looked around. "The frozen planet. I remember." she said. "I could-"

"I'll join you, Namek. You act like you're the only one able to stand some cold weather. The brats are just weaklings."

Pan's jaw dropped. She was rudely interrupted by Vegeta. Trunks gave her a warning look, and she shrugged.

"Sure, go ahead. I'm not sure where to start looking, anyway." she said. "Just be careful, the snow banks here are dangerous. I remember my grandfather fell through one, it hurts pretty badly."

Vegeta snorted. "Your grandfather is a fool. Let's go. It's not like I'm enjoying the cold breeze on this puny planet."

"Just go already, Vegeta." she hissed, pushing Yuri, the awfully silent Dragon Radar, in his arms.

Piccolo smirked. "This I've got to see."

"Shut up." Vegeta scoffed and the two, with Yuri, took off, leaving a smirking Pan and a somewhat stunned Trunks behind.

"My father really hurt your feelings on the ship, didn't he?" Trunks asked when they returned inside the ship.

Pan rolled her eyes. "He has hurt me before. Or.. will." she added with a sigh.

Trunks grinned. "You're letting the time travel business getting to you, too much. You're really confused, huh?"

"Can you blame me?" Pan asked, smiling in return. "I'm from 33 years in the future, Trunks!"

"I know, Pan. I'm from the future, myself, you know."

She frowned, but her frown quickly changed into a smile.

Almost laughing she replied "What ARE we doing here, Trunks-kun?"

Trunks looked at her. He asked himself that same question a lot, lately. The situation on the ship wasn't pleasant at all. That wasn't the reason why he stayed. And this wasn't his fight. He did what he came to do. The androids. And Cell. His future was waiting to be rescued. He did his job in this time.

Then why did he volunteer to come along? He knew, of course. Because of Pan. It was something about her.

She nervously tugged a strain of her hair as he watched her. Her dark eyes blinked. The silence was making her uneasy.

"It was you." Trunks said.

"Pah, bad mistake you made." She commented. "You're really different." she breathed.

"You've said that so many times. What was so different about your Trunks then!?" he asked, still not sure if he should be offended or glad.

Pan shook her head. "I don't know. You're younger than him, and he's even less mature than you are. He doesn't like responsibility."

She paused. "In a way, you could say he sometimes acted like Vegeta. There was some arrogance in him."

Trunks was very surprised to hear all this. He could barely believe his other self would differ so much from him.

"But he was very sweet. Very funny too. And even though you look at me in a completely different way, he was just.. Trunks."

Suddenly, Trunks blushed. The way she spoke of him.. "Did you.. have a crush on him?" he said, his voice in a mixture of tease and curiosity.

Pans eyes widened and she bursted out in laughter. "No! It's easier to fall for uncle Goten then to feel something like that for Trunks! He's like a brother to me. We've been through a lot."

Still chuckling, she playfully punched Trunks. "Don't flatter yourself. Trunks is a dork."

Mirai Trunsk couldn't help but grin. "I guess we ARE different then." he said, as he stretched his legs and lay down on the couch.

Pan nodded, looking at Trunks who closed his eyes. "Very different." she mused.

A/N: have to warn you for a little evil idea I've been having for a while. Instead of the obvious T/P.. why not make it .. *dun dun dun* P/V? That would be a challenge, haha. It will take a long time before the relationship develops though, so be patient :)