Chapter One is here!! I feel like a really big dumbass thought. I was so excited when I typed out my author's notes for the prologue, I forgot about the dedication. This entire story is dedicated to Burned Vamp. Here's your drama. And maybe even your angst.

July was always a really beautiful time. Everything was just so-- full. All the flowers were in bloom and all the trees were so green and rich. It was always a time I looked forward to.

It was even more beautiful up in the mountains where Gohan and Videl lived. Goten and I were up there one afternoon, and Videl and I were sitting in the backyard while the boys sparred.

"You know, Marron, I really don't think I've ever seen Goten so happy. I guess you have that affect on him," Videl commented.

I smiled. "Thanks." I held in a laugh. I had always thought it was Goten who had that affect on me. I took a sip of my soda. "I want Pan to be my maid of honor."

Videl gasped. "Really? Oh, she's going to love that! Do you want to call her? She's over at Bulma's."

"Nah, I'd rather tell her in person. You don't mind if she spends the weekend with us, do you?"

"Won't Goten mind?" I could hear her smirking.

We both burst into laughter. Hysterical laughter.

"What's so funny?" 'Ten asked as he and Gohan landed in the grass next to us.

I stopped laughing long enough to answer him. "Pan's spending the weekend with us."

"And that's funny how?" Gohan asked, taking a seat next to his wife.

I shook my head. "You missed the joke. Don't worry, you two wouldn't think it was funny anyway."

"Let's just say someone has someone else wrapped around their finger," Videl said.

And those were my in-laws.

~

It's strange. I mean, me and Pan had been really good friends for years, and all of the sudden I had become this authority figure over her. I was her aunt. When she came to spend the weekend with us, it was the same as if she were spending the weekend with Goku and Chi-Chi.

But when she showed up at our door with an overnight bag slung over her shoulder, I knew it was going to be just like old times.

I gave her a hug, and we threw her stuff down on the floor and plopped down on the couch.

"Where's Uncle 'Ten?" she asked, glancing toward the kitchen.

"I sent him out to get pizza, soda, ice cream, and some movies. He ate all our ice cream." I rolled my eyes and smiled. "I'm really glad you're staying here Pan. I have something to ask you." She nodded. "Well I was wondering. How would you like to be my maid of honor at the wedding?"

Her eyes lit up and she nodded her head enthusiastically. "I'd love to!" Then she laughed. "And I used to think that Paresu would be my aunt."

I cringed at the mention of 'Ten's ex girlfriend. She was a sweet girl, no doubt about that, but since I was the reason 'Ten dumped her, she didn't exactly love me.

"Well," I said in mock insult, "maybe you liked Paresu better than me."

She crossed her arms and stuck out her tongue before laughing.

"No, but really, I'm glad you're staying here. It's going to be exactly like old times."

"Yeah, except instead of a pillow next to you in your bed, you have my uncle," she pointed out.

I grinned. "Who knows? Maybe you'll wake up in the morning and find 'Ten on the couch."

"What do you mean ''Ten on the couch'?" 'Ten asked as he walked through the front door.

Pan and I jumped up instantly. "Pizza!" We grabbed the boxes and took them back to our spots on couch.

"My two favorite girls are here, and I didn't even get one hug," he said with his head drooping.

"Awww, come here poor baby," I said, patting the couch cushion next to me. He sat down like a lost puppy, dropping all the bags he was holding. I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

Pan giggled. "Here Uncle 'Ten, have some pizza."

"That's better. I knew I deserved more for bringing you two food," he mumbled through a mouthful of pizza. "Hey! I have an idea!"

I laughed. "Should we be afraid?"

He pretended to ignore me. "Why don't we call those Briefs kids and have our own little party?"

"Yeah! We should!" Pan agreed. "I haven't talked to Bra in ages!"

"Actually, it was yesterday," 'Ten pointed out.

We ignored him. I grinned. "I'll call. I bet if I talk to Bulma, I can get Trunks out of work." I grabbed the phone and dialed. "Hi Bulma!"
"Marron! Hi sweetie! What can I do for you?"

"Well, Pan's spending the weekend with us, and we were just wondering if Trunks and Bra wanted to come and hang out with us." I gave 'Ten and Pan a wink.

"Oh! Trunks is working right now sweetie. I'm sorry."

"That's too bad Bulma. I was really looking forward to hanging out with him."

"Well, I guess just one night wouldn't hurt---"

I cut her off. "That's great Bulma! Thanks a bunch!" I hung up the phone and grinned. "Order some more pizza baby. We're going to have a party!"

~

I think I had more fun that night than I ever had in my life. The five of us stayed up until around six in the morning, just talking, laughing, telling jokes, doing impressions, and going over some infamous events. We made fun of Pan; her grandfather being the man who took credit for defeating Cell when actually it was her father who did. We made fun of Trunks; his future self coming to warn Goku about the androids, and that led them to making fun of me. My mother, the killer android.

I took out my photo album, which had pictures as old as from when Daddy and Goku were training at Kame House. There were pictures of them, Grandpa Roshi, Yamcha and Bulma, Turtle, and a blonde who we found out was Lunch. There were shots from Goku and Chi-Chi's wedding, followed by ones of baby Gohan. Soon came an elder Gohan, with Daddy and Bulma before leaving for Namek. Then a teary-eyed Bulma in the arms of a teary-eyed Yamcha. Baby Trunks. Pregnant Chi-Chi. Baby 'Ten. My parents' wedding. Pregnant Mom. Baby me. And so many others.

Around six, we all just kind of collapsed where we were. I closed the curtains as the sun rose so we wouldn't be disturbed in the wee hours of the afternoon. It had been an amazing night.