Pan Son's Diary 3
Author's Notes: Chapter 3 is up, and I'm positive that you're going to like this chapter. Also watch out for the latest plot twist and turns. I don't want you guys to get hurt in the process.
Disclaimer: Toonami. Funimation. Whoever DBZ belongs to, I claim no ownership of any of these characters. They belong to somebody, and no it's not me.
Pan tried to remember the reason why she let her mother talk her into coming back home. Ever since she walked through those doors, it seemed like everybody was intent on giving her a hard time. Even the bartender gave her a hard time, and she didn't even know the man.
She hated the way her family and friends treated her. From the moment that she decided to leave, her family and friends treated her like some sort of black sheep. She reached inside her purse that was sitting in her lap, and she pulled out her journal. She opened up her book, until she turned to a clean page. She reached back inside her purse to get a pen, and immediately set to writing her feelings in the big book.
Dear diary
So I'm at the place formerly known as my home. I really wished that I stayed at my pad. I can't believe that everyone has been so mean to me. I can't believe that Trunks hates me. I mean he really hates me. What happened to all that time that we spent in space together? We were close then right? So when did all of that change? How could he have changed? I can clearly remember that there was a time when Trunks was caring. He used to care if I got into trouble, and he used to care if I was hurt. Now all he cares about is himself, his job, and that wench Christy.
God, I can't stand that woman! I don't know why I'm being so cruel. It's just that this life is totally unfair. First my only true love dies on me. Now my parent's are mad at me, and have been for the better part of the last few years. I don't care about people talking about me, or behind my back. At least be up front about it. I mean don't talk behind my back if you have something to say. Get some nerves, and tell it to my face. Yeah this goes out to that snobby little rich kid Trunks. Man the nerve of him, and my mother always wondered why I didn't ever try dating him. I never wanted the jerk in the first place. It had always been Piccolo, and as long as I'm breathing it always will be.
Diary I will admit that things haven't work out the way that I wanted them to. I don't want my daddy angry with me anymore. He's been angry, at me for too long. Maybe I should go and talk to him. Maybe he can find it in his heart to forgive me?
I think I'm going to stop writing, because I'm drunk. I probably won't even remember today, and I truly do hope that I forget this unbearable pain that these people have me put me through. Until later Pan.
Pan closed the book, and stuck it back in her purse. She had to find her father. She wanted to talk to him ever since she walked through those doors. He had been so angry with her, and she didn't even have a clue why. There had to be something else bothering him, and she was sure that it wasn't because she moved to L.A.
She stood to her feet unsteadily, and made her back towards the party. Her head felt like it was about to explode, and her mouth felt heavy and dry. She silently prayed that she could make it back to the party without passing out. She knew that she was going to feel worse in the morning, and she wasn't looking forward to that at all.
She made it back to her parent's house, and she stood at the door as a sudden wave of apprehension hit her. For some strange reason she wasn't exactly comfortable with going in at that precise moment. However, she chose to ignore her feelings, and she walked into the wooden door.
She stared at all of her family and friends dancing and having a good time. She wondered why she couldn't have any fun like everyone else. She ignored the crowd, and then she scanned the room for her father. When she couldn't find him anywhere in the packed room, she made her way to her mother. Videl was standing at the punch bowel, and she was currently filling Marron's cup with some fruit punch. Once her mother was done with her miniscule task, she looked at her daughter with a hint of surprise written all over her face.
"Pan where have you been? Bra has been looking for you for the last few hours. It's a shame that you're always ignoring that girl the way you do. She's one of your best friends, and it's wrong how you treat that girl."
"I'll find her later, but I need to find dad. Do you know where he is? I need to talk to him." She said
"I believe that he's up in his room. Do you need me to come up with you?" She asked with concern.
"No. I think that I can handle it from here. Thanks mom."
Pan made it to her father's room, and she quickly walked inside before she lost her nerve. Her father had his back turned to her when she went into his room. He quickly shoved something into his pants, and started to turn around. When he turned around, Pan immediately noticed that something was not right. Her father had a look of guilt plastered all over his face, and when she lowered her eyes she realized why. In his hands were shredded pieces paper, and they fell slowly to his feet. At first Pan couldn't figure out why her father was looking so guilty, that's until she realized exactly what he was holding in his hands.
She took a step closer to her dad, and grabbed one of his hands in one fluid motion. She stared at the papers that remained in his hands. She couldn't believe that her father had ripped up her passport up to pieces.
*Why would he do something like that?
Not wanting to curse her father out, Pan turned around and walked out of the room. She walked back towards the living room, with her father right behind her saying nasty things. However, she suddenly froze in her spot when she heard the cruel things that her father said. She turned around and looked at her father, and stared him in the eyes. She couldn't believe that he was being so mean and vicious.
"What did you just say to me?" Pan asked with a look of disbelief written all over her face.
"I said that I don't know why I even put up with you. I mean you're not even my daughter!"
"That's a very mean thing to say. How could you be so insensitive?" Pan said with tears brimming in her eyes.
Videl was suddenly standing next to her husband, and she was gently pulling on his arm. He looked at her with a look of absolute hatred and loathing. He quickly snatched away his arm from Videl, and turned around to face her. He looked like he was going to slap her at any moment, but he remained motionless.
"Videl I know!" He shouted.
It seemed like the party came to a standstill, and all eyes were on them for the second time that night.
"I know!" He said again.
He dug in his pocket, and fished out a wrinkled letter. He stared at the letter in his hands for a few moments, and then he thrust it right in Videl's face.
Videl snatched the letter from his trembling hands, and held onto it tightly.
"I know, and after all these years. You've lied to me. You've lied to all of us. Yeah that's right. I know everything. I mean why don't you tell your daughter the truth. Why don't you tell her that she's nothing but a little bastard!" He said as he turned around to face Pan.
Pan's hand instantly shot up, and she slapped her father as hard as she could. Gohan had to refrain himself from hitting the young girl back. He stared at her as tears fell from her face, and he turned back to Videl to see that she also had tears in her eyes. He had wanted them both feel the same pain that he was now feeling. It seemed liked he succeeded in doing just that, and that was making them both feel like their hearts had been ripped out. However this torture wasn't going to be complete until Pan knew the whole ugly truth.
"So Videl." He said with contempt in his voice.
"Will you tell her the truth, or shall I?" He shouted at his wife.
Videl couldn't move, and she couldn't believe that Gohan was doing this in front of all of their family and friends. She tried to find the strength to speak, but her voice was caught in her throat.
"I guess I'll have to tell her. I mean she deserves to know the truth. Right?"
"Shut up! Will you just shut up?" Videl shouted.
"Is that what you want? You want me to pretend like this never happened? You want me to pretend like you didn't have an affair on me? Is that what you want?"
"Gohan please, not here."
"Do you want me to pretend like I didn't know about your infidelity Videl, but why him? Out of all of the men in this room, why'd you choose him? You were supposed to love me Videl!"
"I do Gohan." Videl sobbed.
"Bull! You never loved me. Don't sit there and tell me that you loved me, when you slept with my father Videl. Don't you dare open your mouth to tell me that lie damn it!"
Off in the corner of the room, Chi Chi passed out, and the room filled with silence. All eyes were on him, as he turned his attention back to Pan. He looked at the young girl, and he looked at her as her body rocked from grief. Somehow, Bra had come from out of nowhere, and was now consoling her. She tried to pull her away from the scene that was playing before them, but Gohan grabbed Pan's arm. He turned her back around to him, and stared long and hard into her big brown eyes.
"You have his eyes you know. I always thought that you had my eyes, but they were my father's all along, our father's. That's probably the reason why you were so attached to Goku, and were never that close to me." He said as he sadly looked into Pan's eyes.
Pan was suddenly overwhelmed with a strange desire to hit Gohan, and she started throwing soft punches. She slapped him, and pounded a heavy fist in his chest. He stood there firmly, and out of anger he brought a heavy hand across Pan's face. She stumbled onto the floor, and was surprised to see both Vegeta and Trunks were now standing in front of her.
"If you lay one more hand on that child, I'll kill you." Vegeta shouted.
He looked down at Pan who now had tears in her eyes, and he wondered how things could be so bad.
Soon Gohan felt his tears stinging his very own eyes, and he couldn't stand looking at her anymore. So he turned away, and walked back towards the direction of his room. Before he walked up the long stairs, he turned back around to face Pan.
"I want you out of this house." He said sternly.
"But you tore up my passport. Where am I supposed to go?" Pan sobbed hysterically
"I don't care where you go, just as long as it's not here. That goes for you too Videl." He said
As he reached the top of the stairs, he called out once again.
"NOW!"
Pan stood there crying in Bra's arms. She still couldn't believe the things that were spiraling out of control so fast. So it would seem like the man that she knew as her grandfather, was in actuality her father. She couldn't believe that her grandfather was in actuality her biological father, and she wouldn't allow herself to believe that until she had the actual proof of her mother's unfaithfulness. So she snatched the letter out of her mother's hands. She started reading the letter in silence, as everyone stared at her. She noticed that her mother wrote the letter, and it was addressed to Goku.
Dear Goku,
I don't know how to start this letter, but I guess I'll start at the beginning. I don't know why we did what we did. I don't know. Maybe we were both lonely that night, and it hasn't been without its consequences. I don't know if I should be telling you this, but I thought that it was time for you to know the truth.
Pan is now fifteen years, and you've had the opportunity to spend a great deal of time with her in space. She's grown close to you, and I know that for you that's not strange. Everyone has a strange way of growing close to you. Even me.
Anyway as I was saying, Pan is really close to you. You may think that it's because of the time that you two spent in space together, but I know differently. How's that you may ask? Well I should have told you this; years ago when Pan was a child. However, I didn't want to ruin things with Gohan by telling him the truth. I wanted to keep the safe and secure family life that I had built up for myself. So in reality I lied not only to you, but I've lied to both Pan and Gohan as well.
Goku this is not easy for me to tell you, but Pan isn't Gohan's child. She is your child, and I've held this secret for far too long. I knew from the moment that I conceived her, but I couldn't reveal the truth at that time. You deserved to know, just as Gohan. I'll tell him one day, but now isn't the time. I hope that you can find it in your heart to forgive me, and that you'll always treat Pan the same way as before.
There's only one thing that I ask of you. Let me tell Gohan and Pan the truth in my own due time. Goku, I hope that you're not angry with me. We may have done a terrible thing that night, but making Pan was never a mistake. She was a child that was conceived of love, and that night I loved you as no other. I hope that you can forgive me for lying to you all these years, and I hope that you can find it in your heart to treat Pan as the daughter that was denied from you in all these years.
Videl.
*So that's why he started acting funny towards me, until his death.
Pan tore her eyes away from the damaging letter, and stared into her mother's eyes. She couldn't believe that her mother had lied to her all these years. Now she realized why Gohan had been so mad, but she couldn't figure out why he was so angry with her though.
"How could you that? How could you that to us? I never want to see you again! So don't call me anymore." Pan said as she turned to leave.
"Where are you're going to go?" Videl asked.
"That is none of your business. You'd be the last person that I'd give that information to." She said tearfully.
She walked out of the room, with Vegeta, Bra and Bulma in tow. Pan leaned on Bra's shoulder, and cried a billion tears. She could hear both Vegeta and Bulma talking to each other, and she could make out every word that she said.
"Ask her." Vegeta said.
"Alright, but what if she doesn't agree?" Bulma asked.
"She will. Now ask her." Vegeta said as he stared at the young girl.
"Umm. Pan would you like to stay with us? Maybe you and Bra can stay together. If you want a little privacy, we can fix up the gravity room for you until you're back on your feet."
"I'd love that Bulma."
"Good then it's settled. Let's go home." Bulma said.
Gohan was lying on his bed, when a soft knock distracted him. He turned over in his bed, hoping to ignore the knocks. The knocks grew louder, and he covered his face with his fluffy blue pillow. Before he could protest the door was opened, and his mother walked in. He was about to protest, until he realized who it was.
He looked into her face that was now red and puffy, and he blamed his so- called wife for ripping apart this family. He sat up, and looked at his mother. It was quite obvious that she was hurt as well, and he had never wanted her to find out about the truth the way she did. He wanted to sit her down, and tell her the truth. However at the time he was so angry that he didn't think about the feelings of others until it was too late. He blamed himself for causing his mother tears. He should've been a little more discreet.
"Honey."
"Mom. How could she do that to me? I hate her!" He said as a new batch of tears sprang from his eyes.
"I wish that things could've been different, but it happened. Your father has done a very bad thing, and I wished that he could be here to explain himself. But he's gone. He's dead and gone. You can sit here and place the blame on everybody here, but that can't change the fact that you now have a sister instead of a daughter."
"She's no sister of mine!" He said with contempt.
"If Goku is her father, then yes she is your sister. Look honey, you can't blame Pan for this one. She's an innocent bystander in all of this mess."
"But she was supposed to be my daughter!"
"But she's not. I wished that I could turn back the hands of time. Maybe I could have been a better wife, or maybe I could of kept my mouth shut and not yell so much. Maybe I was the one that sent your father into the arms of another woman."
"My wife. Why'd it have to be my wife?" He said in disbelief.
"Maybe it was like Videl said it. Maybe they were both lonely."
"Lonely? I was always there for her. There wasn't a damn thing that I wouldn't have done for her. So tell me why did she cheat on me?" Gohan yelled.
"I can't tell you the answer to that one Gohan. Only Videl can answer those questions. You need to talk to her, and get to the bottom of this."
"I don't want to see her, much less talk to her."
"Look all I'm asking is that you give it a little time, and that you forgive her."
"Do you forgive her? I mean she did sleep with your husband."
"Even though this knowledge is really killing me inside, I still have a little room for forgiveness Gohan. All I know that there is a young girl, who was just, humiliated by the one person that she loves the most. She didn't deserve that, and deep in your heart you know that I'm right."
"But how can I look her in the face now, knowing that she will never be mine?"
"She may not be your daughter, but she is your sister. She is blood, and blood is always thicker than water. Don't let her leave thinking that you hate her. That wouldn't be fair Gohan."
Chichi stood up from the bed, and leaned over to give him a tender kiss on the top of his head. She wiped away the tears from his face, and turned to walk out of the room.
"Mom. I'm sorry. I never intended on telling you like this. Can you ever forgive me?"
"Only if you can find it in your heart to forgive your wife and your sister. Nobody is perfect Gohan." She said as she walked out the door.
He knew that his mother was right, but it was like she said. This would take a little time. He put his head back under his pillow and he cried. He cried for the duration of the night, and in no time at his entire throat was sore. He soon fell asleep, and he dreamed of all the loving moments that he and his father shared. He couldn't believe that his father would betray him like he did, and he knew that forgiveness would be a long time coming. Especially for his father, even though he was now dead.
That's it. Actually this story deviated from the original story line that I had planned. (Only slightly) I wanted to add a twist in this story, and I came out with this. So how'd you like that? I thought that this little secret would ruffle a few feathers. I like ruffling feathers. Anyway there's more to come. In the next chapter Pan lives with the Briefs briefly. (No pun intended.) She tries to find work, so that she can buy another ticket to go back to L.A. Of course Bulma offers the young lady a loan, but Pan doesn't want to take further advantage of their hospitality. So Bulma offers Pan a job with her, and she agrees. At her new job, she meets a nice young man, and he'll definitely have her mind away from her problems. Umm. Wait a minute wasn't she supposed to wait for Piccolo?
Author's Notes: Chapter 3 is up, and I'm positive that you're going to like this chapter. Also watch out for the latest plot twist and turns. I don't want you guys to get hurt in the process.
Disclaimer: Toonami. Funimation. Whoever DBZ belongs to, I claim no ownership of any of these characters. They belong to somebody, and no it's not me.
Pan tried to remember the reason why she let her mother talk her into coming back home. Ever since she walked through those doors, it seemed like everybody was intent on giving her a hard time. Even the bartender gave her a hard time, and she didn't even know the man.
She hated the way her family and friends treated her. From the moment that she decided to leave, her family and friends treated her like some sort of black sheep. She reached inside her purse that was sitting in her lap, and she pulled out her journal. She opened up her book, until she turned to a clean page. She reached back inside her purse to get a pen, and immediately set to writing her feelings in the big book.
Dear diary
So I'm at the place formerly known as my home. I really wished that I stayed at my pad. I can't believe that everyone has been so mean to me. I can't believe that Trunks hates me. I mean he really hates me. What happened to all that time that we spent in space together? We were close then right? So when did all of that change? How could he have changed? I can clearly remember that there was a time when Trunks was caring. He used to care if I got into trouble, and he used to care if I was hurt. Now all he cares about is himself, his job, and that wench Christy.
God, I can't stand that woman! I don't know why I'm being so cruel. It's just that this life is totally unfair. First my only true love dies on me. Now my parent's are mad at me, and have been for the better part of the last few years. I don't care about people talking about me, or behind my back. At least be up front about it. I mean don't talk behind my back if you have something to say. Get some nerves, and tell it to my face. Yeah this goes out to that snobby little rich kid Trunks. Man the nerve of him, and my mother always wondered why I didn't ever try dating him. I never wanted the jerk in the first place. It had always been Piccolo, and as long as I'm breathing it always will be.
Diary I will admit that things haven't work out the way that I wanted them to. I don't want my daddy angry with me anymore. He's been angry, at me for too long. Maybe I should go and talk to him. Maybe he can find it in his heart to forgive me?
I think I'm going to stop writing, because I'm drunk. I probably won't even remember today, and I truly do hope that I forget this unbearable pain that these people have me put me through. Until later Pan.
Pan closed the book, and stuck it back in her purse. She had to find her father. She wanted to talk to him ever since she walked through those doors. He had been so angry with her, and she didn't even have a clue why. There had to be something else bothering him, and she was sure that it wasn't because she moved to L.A.
She stood to her feet unsteadily, and made her back towards the party. Her head felt like it was about to explode, and her mouth felt heavy and dry. She silently prayed that she could make it back to the party without passing out. She knew that she was going to feel worse in the morning, and she wasn't looking forward to that at all.
She made it back to her parent's house, and she stood at the door as a sudden wave of apprehension hit her. For some strange reason she wasn't exactly comfortable with going in at that precise moment. However, she chose to ignore her feelings, and she walked into the wooden door.
She stared at all of her family and friends dancing and having a good time. She wondered why she couldn't have any fun like everyone else. She ignored the crowd, and then she scanned the room for her father. When she couldn't find him anywhere in the packed room, she made her way to her mother. Videl was standing at the punch bowel, and she was currently filling Marron's cup with some fruit punch. Once her mother was done with her miniscule task, she looked at her daughter with a hint of surprise written all over her face.
"Pan where have you been? Bra has been looking for you for the last few hours. It's a shame that you're always ignoring that girl the way you do. She's one of your best friends, and it's wrong how you treat that girl."
"I'll find her later, but I need to find dad. Do you know where he is? I need to talk to him." She said
"I believe that he's up in his room. Do you need me to come up with you?" She asked with concern.
"No. I think that I can handle it from here. Thanks mom."
Pan made it to her father's room, and she quickly walked inside before she lost her nerve. Her father had his back turned to her when she went into his room. He quickly shoved something into his pants, and started to turn around. When he turned around, Pan immediately noticed that something was not right. Her father had a look of guilt plastered all over his face, and when she lowered her eyes she realized why. In his hands were shredded pieces paper, and they fell slowly to his feet. At first Pan couldn't figure out why her father was looking so guilty, that's until she realized exactly what he was holding in his hands.
She took a step closer to her dad, and grabbed one of his hands in one fluid motion. She stared at the papers that remained in his hands. She couldn't believe that her father had ripped up her passport up to pieces.
*Why would he do something like that?
Not wanting to curse her father out, Pan turned around and walked out of the room. She walked back towards the living room, with her father right behind her saying nasty things. However, she suddenly froze in her spot when she heard the cruel things that her father said. She turned around and looked at her father, and stared him in the eyes. She couldn't believe that he was being so mean and vicious.
"What did you just say to me?" Pan asked with a look of disbelief written all over her face.
"I said that I don't know why I even put up with you. I mean you're not even my daughter!"
"That's a very mean thing to say. How could you be so insensitive?" Pan said with tears brimming in her eyes.
Videl was suddenly standing next to her husband, and she was gently pulling on his arm. He looked at her with a look of absolute hatred and loathing. He quickly snatched away his arm from Videl, and turned around to face her. He looked like he was going to slap her at any moment, but he remained motionless.
"Videl I know!" He shouted.
It seemed like the party came to a standstill, and all eyes were on them for the second time that night.
"I know!" He said again.
He dug in his pocket, and fished out a wrinkled letter. He stared at the letter in his hands for a few moments, and then he thrust it right in Videl's face.
Videl snatched the letter from his trembling hands, and held onto it tightly.
"I know, and after all these years. You've lied to me. You've lied to all of us. Yeah that's right. I know everything. I mean why don't you tell your daughter the truth. Why don't you tell her that she's nothing but a little bastard!" He said as he turned around to face Pan.
Pan's hand instantly shot up, and she slapped her father as hard as she could. Gohan had to refrain himself from hitting the young girl back. He stared at her as tears fell from her face, and he turned back to Videl to see that she also had tears in her eyes. He had wanted them both feel the same pain that he was now feeling. It seemed liked he succeeded in doing just that, and that was making them both feel like their hearts had been ripped out. However this torture wasn't going to be complete until Pan knew the whole ugly truth.
"So Videl." He said with contempt in his voice.
"Will you tell her the truth, or shall I?" He shouted at his wife.
Videl couldn't move, and she couldn't believe that Gohan was doing this in front of all of their family and friends. She tried to find the strength to speak, but her voice was caught in her throat.
"I guess I'll have to tell her. I mean she deserves to know the truth. Right?"
"Shut up! Will you just shut up?" Videl shouted.
"Is that what you want? You want me to pretend like this never happened? You want me to pretend like you didn't have an affair on me? Is that what you want?"
"Gohan please, not here."
"Do you want me to pretend like I didn't know about your infidelity Videl, but why him? Out of all of the men in this room, why'd you choose him? You were supposed to love me Videl!"
"I do Gohan." Videl sobbed.
"Bull! You never loved me. Don't sit there and tell me that you loved me, when you slept with my father Videl. Don't you dare open your mouth to tell me that lie damn it!"
Off in the corner of the room, Chi Chi passed out, and the room filled with silence. All eyes were on him, as he turned his attention back to Pan. He looked at the young girl, and he looked at her as her body rocked from grief. Somehow, Bra had come from out of nowhere, and was now consoling her. She tried to pull her away from the scene that was playing before them, but Gohan grabbed Pan's arm. He turned her back around to him, and stared long and hard into her big brown eyes.
"You have his eyes you know. I always thought that you had my eyes, but they were my father's all along, our father's. That's probably the reason why you were so attached to Goku, and were never that close to me." He said as he sadly looked into Pan's eyes.
Pan was suddenly overwhelmed with a strange desire to hit Gohan, and she started throwing soft punches. She slapped him, and pounded a heavy fist in his chest. He stood there firmly, and out of anger he brought a heavy hand across Pan's face. She stumbled onto the floor, and was surprised to see both Vegeta and Trunks were now standing in front of her.
"If you lay one more hand on that child, I'll kill you." Vegeta shouted.
He looked down at Pan who now had tears in her eyes, and he wondered how things could be so bad.
Soon Gohan felt his tears stinging his very own eyes, and he couldn't stand looking at her anymore. So he turned away, and walked back towards the direction of his room. Before he walked up the long stairs, he turned back around to face Pan.
"I want you out of this house." He said sternly.
"But you tore up my passport. Where am I supposed to go?" Pan sobbed hysterically
"I don't care where you go, just as long as it's not here. That goes for you too Videl." He said
As he reached the top of the stairs, he called out once again.
"NOW!"
Pan stood there crying in Bra's arms. She still couldn't believe the things that were spiraling out of control so fast. So it would seem like the man that she knew as her grandfather, was in actuality her father. She couldn't believe that her grandfather was in actuality her biological father, and she wouldn't allow herself to believe that until she had the actual proof of her mother's unfaithfulness. So she snatched the letter out of her mother's hands. She started reading the letter in silence, as everyone stared at her. She noticed that her mother wrote the letter, and it was addressed to Goku.
Dear Goku,
I don't know how to start this letter, but I guess I'll start at the beginning. I don't know why we did what we did. I don't know. Maybe we were both lonely that night, and it hasn't been without its consequences. I don't know if I should be telling you this, but I thought that it was time for you to know the truth.
Pan is now fifteen years, and you've had the opportunity to spend a great deal of time with her in space. She's grown close to you, and I know that for you that's not strange. Everyone has a strange way of growing close to you. Even me.
Anyway as I was saying, Pan is really close to you. You may think that it's because of the time that you two spent in space together, but I know differently. How's that you may ask? Well I should have told you this; years ago when Pan was a child. However, I didn't want to ruin things with Gohan by telling him the truth. I wanted to keep the safe and secure family life that I had built up for myself. So in reality I lied not only to you, but I've lied to both Pan and Gohan as well.
Goku this is not easy for me to tell you, but Pan isn't Gohan's child. She is your child, and I've held this secret for far too long. I knew from the moment that I conceived her, but I couldn't reveal the truth at that time. You deserved to know, just as Gohan. I'll tell him one day, but now isn't the time. I hope that you can find it in your heart to forgive me, and that you'll always treat Pan the same way as before.
There's only one thing that I ask of you. Let me tell Gohan and Pan the truth in my own due time. Goku, I hope that you're not angry with me. We may have done a terrible thing that night, but making Pan was never a mistake. She was a child that was conceived of love, and that night I loved you as no other. I hope that you can forgive me for lying to you all these years, and I hope that you can find it in your heart to treat Pan as the daughter that was denied from you in all these years.
Videl.
*So that's why he started acting funny towards me, until his death.
Pan tore her eyes away from the damaging letter, and stared into her mother's eyes. She couldn't believe that her mother had lied to her all these years. Now she realized why Gohan had been so mad, but she couldn't figure out why he was so angry with her though.
"How could you that? How could you that to us? I never want to see you again! So don't call me anymore." Pan said as she turned to leave.
"Where are you're going to go?" Videl asked.
"That is none of your business. You'd be the last person that I'd give that information to." She said tearfully.
She walked out of the room, with Vegeta, Bra and Bulma in tow. Pan leaned on Bra's shoulder, and cried a billion tears. She could hear both Vegeta and Bulma talking to each other, and she could make out every word that she said.
"Ask her." Vegeta said.
"Alright, but what if she doesn't agree?" Bulma asked.
"She will. Now ask her." Vegeta said as he stared at the young girl.
"Umm. Pan would you like to stay with us? Maybe you and Bra can stay together. If you want a little privacy, we can fix up the gravity room for you until you're back on your feet."
"I'd love that Bulma."
"Good then it's settled. Let's go home." Bulma said.
Gohan was lying on his bed, when a soft knock distracted him. He turned over in his bed, hoping to ignore the knocks. The knocks grew louder, and he covered his face with his fluffy blue pillow. Before he could protest the door was opened, and his mother walked in. He was about to protest, until he realized who it was.
He looked into her face that was now red and puffy, and he blamed his so- called wife for ripping apart this family. He sat up, and looked at his mother. It was quite obvious that she was hurt as well, and he had never wanted her to find out about the truth the way she did. He wanted to sit her down, and tell her the truth. However at the time he was so angry that he didn't think about the feelings of others until it was too late. He blamed himself for causing his mother tears. He should've been a little more discreet.
"Honey."
"Mom. How could she do that to me? I hate her!" He said as a new batch of tears sprang from his eyes.
"I wish that things could've been different, but it happened. Your father has done a very bad thing, and I wished that he could be here to explain himself. But he's gone. He's dead and gone. You can sit here and place the blame on everybody here, but that can't change the fact that you now have a sister instead of a daughter."
"She's no sister of mine!" He said with contempt.
"If Goku is her father, then yes she is your sister. Look honey, you can't blame Pan for this one. She's an innocent bystander in all of this mess."
"But she was supposed to be my daughter!"
"But she's not. I wished that I could turn back the hands of time. Maybe I could have been a better wife, or maybe I could of kept my mouth shut and not yell so much. Maybe I was the one that sent your father into the arms of another woman."
"My wife. Why'd it have to be my wife?" He said in disbelief.
"Maybe it was like Videl said it. Maybe they were both lonely."
"Lonely? I was always there for her. There wasn't a damn thing that I wouldn't have done for her. So tell me why did she cheat on me?" Gohan yelled.
"I can't tell you the answer to that one Gohan. Only Videl can answer those questions. You need to talk to her, and get to the bottom of this."
"I don't want to see her, much less talk to her."
"Look all I'm asking is that you give it a little time, and that you forgive her."
"Do you forgive her? I mean she did sleep with your husband."
"Even though this knowledge is really killing me inside, I still have a little room for forgiveness Gohan. All I know that there is a young girl, who was just, humiliated by the one person that she loves the most. She didn't deserve that, and deep in your heart you know that I'm right."
"But how can I look her in the face now, knowing that she will never be mine?"
"She may not be your daughter, but she is your sister. She is blood, and blood is always thicker than water. Don't let her leave thinking that you hate her. That wouldn't be fair Gohan."
Chichi stood up from the bed, and leaned over to give him a tender kiss on the top of his head. She wiped away the tears from his face, and turned to walk out of the room.
"Mom. I'm sorry. I never intended on telling you like this. Can you ever forgive me?"
"Only if you can find it in your heart to forgive your wife and your sister. Nobody is perfect Gohan." She said as she walked out the door.
He knew that his mother was right, but it was like she said. This would take a little time. He put his head back under his pillow and he cried. He cried for the duration of the night, and in no time at his entire throat was sore. He soon fell asleep, and he dreamed of all the loving moments that he and his father shared. He couldn't believe that his father would betray him like he did, and he knew that forgiveness would be a long time coming. Especially for his father, even though he was now dead.
That's it. Actually this story deviated from the original story line that I had planned. (Only slightly) I wanted to add a twist in this story, and I came out with this. So how'd you like that? I thought that this little secret would ruffle a few feathers. I like ruffling feathers. Anyway there's more to come. In the next chapter Pan lives with the Briefs briefly. (No pun intended.) She tries to find work, so that she can buy another ticket to go back to L.A. Of course Bulma offers the young lady a loan, but Pan doesn't want to take further advantage of their hospitality. So Bulma offers Pan a job with her, and she agrees. At her new job, she meets a nice young man, and he'll definitely have her mind away from her problems. Umm. Wait a minute wasn't she supposed to wait for Piccolo?