A/N: Hey people sorry for yet again another delay. I think that should be my new name "Panny 'delay' girl" what do you think? Anyways I'm really sorry for the delays and stuff. I found some inspirational CD's and it gave me some new inspiration. One main reason why I haven't updated in so long is because I ran out of inspiration, my mind just froze and chose not to function anymore, nice right? Well whatever I won't delay this chapter any longer, please read and enjoy!

Disclaimer: I own nothing of DBZ and Beauty and the Beast!

Credits: Beauty and the Beast fairy tales!

(In the first scene with Pan I suggest you play the song "Gravity of Love" for a really hott effect)

Chapter 14

Pan went down the hall after dinner, the beast left her rather suddenly after her invite to join her at her favorite spot tomorrow. Pan was a little discouraged by it but she chose not to ponder on it so much for then she would not be able to concentrate on anything else. She didn't wish for her mind to be consumed by just one thought, she was never very happy when that happened. As Pan roamed the long halls and marble corridors she ran into the dark hall were the painting of the young prince was, she felt in the mood to look at it again to get a better look since the beast had jumped in front of it last time. As the door closed slowly behind her several candles lit up instantly giving the room a small bit of light just enough for Pan to see a few feet in front of her. She slowly began walking further into the room as she did so a few more candles lit up to her right and there was the painting but to Pan's dismay she found that it had been ripped up in three places, as if it had been clawed with three fingers diagonally across. Pieces of the canvas hanged over each other covering the prince's face, but there was one thing Pan figured she could do, and that was lift the canvas up into place so she could make some things out. She slowly approached the painting and as gently as she could she lifted the top layer of canvas back up revealing two amazing blue eyes. Pan began having the strange déjà vu feeling again as she gazed at the eyes; with her other hand she proceeded to lift up the second tear of canvas and she got half of his face together but she could not lift up the third piece at the bottom without releasing one of the other two.

"Who was he? He is more of a mystery to me now then he ever was. I feel as though I am not supposed to know who he is, yet why…why do I feel like he's…no what am I saying. This is just a painting…nothing more to it." Pan said with a sad sigh. This painting invaded her thoughts.

Why did the Beast step in front of the painting before when I was trying to look at it? In fact…when I was looking at it…

Pan then remembered back to that night…when she first saw the painting. The face of the Beast came into her mind and she remembered when she glanced back and forth from the Beast to the painting.

What was I doing then? What was I trying to find?

Pan remembered the Beasts dark mane and how it had tints of lavender, the same lavender that was the Prince's hair.

Was that the similarity? Or was it…something else?

Pan escaped the thought suddenly and she stepped back from the painting, she then softly touched the huge rips in the painting and she then said in a low whisper, "Why Beast?"

~~Another part of the Castle~~

Trunks was in his room on his chair, he looked like he was in deep thought. Bra and Vegeta were in one corner of the room just watching him.

"What do you suppose he's hearing? He looks strange." Bra asked her father who was also staring at Trunks.

Vegeta sighed, "Who knows, that girl always seems to have that effect on him lately."

Bra looked down at her father, "I wonder if she knows that he can hear her and see her whenever she is not with him, I wonder what she would say?"

Vegeta crossed his handles together, he was grateful that he had a way to still have something close to arms considering when he was human he crossed his arms often, even though now his arms where little handles he was content in being able to use them.

"Hard question." Vegeta replied simply.

"Hard answer too." Came a voice from behind them, the two of them looked around and saw, ChiChi who was now a little white teapot with a gold handle and rim around her spout.

"Oh hello ChiChi…didn't think you were here." Bra said with a smile.

"I just got in from the kitchen and fixing up breakfast for tomorrow morning." ChiChi replied, she had no eyes or nose or mouth. Yet you could hear her voice the same as if she had mouth to speak out of and whenever she needed to move she merely hopped on her stand below her.

"I think I've forgotten what its like to eat with a knife and fork." Replied Bra.

"I've forgotten what it's like to simply eat. I haven't needed food for thirteen years." Vegeta replied gruffly.

"Same goes for most of us Vegeta, no need to whine about it." ChiChi said in a motherly tone.

Vegeta merely mumbled something under his breath as always and walked away.

"Come Bra let us leave Trunks alone." ChiChi said as she began nudging Bra with her spout towards the door.

"For what ChiChi? I'm not bothering him." Replied Bra getting out of ChiChi's way.

"He should just be alone right now, besides I need your help in the kitchen."

"For what?"

"For help!" Hollered ChiChi.

Trunks suddenly growled and looked over at ChiChi and Bra, "What are you two doing? He asked in a low rumble.

"Nothing, we were just leaving." ChiChi replied and then her and Bra exited the room as quickly as possible.

Trunks sighed as they left and leaned back into his chair, "What am I going to do? How can I make Pan see the real me? The me on the inside, the me she is so fascinated with but doesn't even know it," Trunks then sank deeper into his chair and growled softly, "It's hopeless."

~~Another part of the castle~~

Pan left the dark painting room and decided to go to her room and turn in for the night. She opened her door slowly and silently undressed and redressed into her nightgown. She then snuck herself nice and cozy under the covers and fell fast asleep.

~~Dreamtime~~

Pan found herself swinging back and forth on the swing under the cherry blossom tree. It was early in the day and the sunrays divided through the branches of the trees and shone down on everything illuminating it with a golden white light. Pan smiled softly and decided to continue swinging, suddenly she was stopped and she didn't even choose to guess by who.

"What are you doing?" He asked her, as he came around from behind her and stopped in front of her, wearing tight black leather pants with black velvet boots and a white loose shirt that was open down to his chest and open slightly by a few laces of string, needless to say he wasn't dressed like the prince he always dressed like. Though Pan found him extremely handsome as always, she was rather upset with him, so she decided to get up from the swing and walked away from him. Trunks smirked and followed her.

"So are you angry with me?" He said following behind her, his gaze never leaving her and his smirk never fading.

"What do you think? After the way you treated Beast I'm surprised that I haven't taken your sword and stuck you down with it yet." Pan said quickening her pace.

Trunks chuckled and ran up alongside of Pan, he then ran around in front of her walking backwards to face her. He then stopped making Pan stop in front of him, "Care to try?" He said still smirking, Pan raised and eyebrow at him for she didn't know that he was referring to Pan's earlier remark. He then unlaced his shirt and opened it up all the way revealing his diesel chest to Pan.

"Try? To strike you?" Pan asked not believing Trunks.

"Of course. End my misery by all means, set me free." He replied and with that his smirk faded and he glanced at Pan with an intensity that burned brighter then the sun on a summer day. Pan thought she could almost feel the heat of his gaze inside her and it nearly made her shudder, she then stepped back from him slowly as Trunks continued looking at her.

"Stop it. I wouldn't strike you down," Pan said sounding almost guilty, "and what do you mean by set you free? Free from what?"

Trunks put his hands down from his shirt and walked towards Pan, "From myself." He said in the most sincere way possible, Pan could hardly believe what he was telling her and she felt a great swell of pity for him.

"I don't understand you." Pan replied feeling helpless, "But I would think that the only person that can save you from yourself is you."

Trunks just looked down at Pan not saying anything but just staring at Pan with a lot of pain coming out through his eyes and into Pan's, for a moment she thought she could feel some of his pain and it was the worst feeling she had ever felt in her life.

Trunks then looked away from Pan and turned his eyes and head away from her and down at the floor. Pan didn't know what to really do except reach out for him, so she placed her hand on the side of his cheek and gently moved his head to face her again. Slowly Trunks moved his eyes up to look at her and they shared a glance that could've melted an entire icy continent.

"Don't leave me Pan." Trunks said softly to her.

Pan nodded, "I shall never leave you, not as long as you need me."

Trunks took Pan's hand and kissed it, "I'll hold you to that promise."

Suddenly a bright white light surrounded them and Pan awoke in her bed.

Where do these dreams come from? Why do I dream of him every night?

Pan sighed and got up from her bed, as she approached the closet she saw on a nearby chair her dress that she wore the day she arrived at the castle. All at once Pan had the harsh reminder of the home she'd left behind, she gently lifted the light blue dress up with its white sleeves and she decided to wear it today. She wasn't ever really comfortable with dressing so elaborately and she felt like it wasn't her place to do so after all she wasn't royalty.

She decided to be who she was, a simple girl who was never anything but simple and wore the simplest clothes and was content with who she was and what she was, which was very modest.

She even tired her hair back the way she always had it back in the cottage, she took her matching blue ribbon and tied her hair back in a hanging down ponytail, she put on her black shoes and went out the door. On her way to her favorite place she stopped by the library and picked out her favorite story book, just incase she would be spending the day alone and the Beast would choose not to join her later.

Pan then headed out into the garden towards the fountain and just passed it was a hidden passage through a vine wall on the other side was thousands of roses of many colors, fountains, cherry blossom trees and her little pink swing underneath, right beside was a white stone bench. Pan took a deep breath of morning air and went over towards her swing and opened her book up to the first chapter and began reading. Suddenly a branch snapped and Pan looked up form her book to find the Beast at the entrance, she smiled and closed her book.

"Beast! I'm so glad you came to join me, please sit here by me." Pan said placing her hand on the stone bench. The Beast sighed and walked over to the bench and sat down.

"Thank you Pan, what were you reading?" He asked noticing the book on Pan's lap.

"Oh this is one of my favorite stories ever, I already read it but I can never seem to get enough of it." Pan said with a smile of delight. It was then that the Beast noticed the difference in Pan's clothing.

"You've changed your clothes?"

Pan didn't understand what the Beast meant at first until she looked down at her white apron and blue skirt, "Oh, well yes. I feel much more comfortable in this…plus it reminds me of home." Pan said with a rather sad smile. Trunks suddenly felt kind of guilty but he didn't really show it. Pan then had an idea.

"Beast? Have you ever read this book before?" Pan asked.

Trunks looked a little embarrassed at that moment, "Well…actually, I never…uh…well you know."

Pan arched an eyebrow, "Uh, what are you saying?"

"I'm saying that I uh, its kind of embarrassing." Trunks said and in shame he turned his head away. Pan without even realizing what she was doing put her hand on the side of the Beast's face and gently made him face her like she had done with her prince. They made eye contact and Pan then said, "You never read have you?"

Trunks sighed, "Yea, I don't know how to read. I wanted to learn but, I never cared to learn at the same time."

Pan smiled, "Would you like to learn now?"

Trunks smiled, "I'd like that, thank you Pan."

Pan just smiled back, "Your welcome."

With that they began reading under the cherry blossom tree, sharing laughs and getting to know each other better, and becoming closer friends.

Ok that's the end of this chapter, did you like it? Please let me know in your reviews! I shall try and update soon can't make any promises though, sorry. Anyway love you all, bye!