Disclaimer - I don't own DragonBall Z, Simple Plan, Simple Plan's 'I Don't Wanna Think About You', Yellowcard (though I am going to a concert featuring them in four days), or Yellowcard's song, 'Empty Apartment'

A/N: I'm on a roll!  Woo!!   Okay here's my Canadian with yet another attempt to give some words of wisdom *sighs heavily*

Canadian:  Are you 20, 50, 100 or more pounds overweight?  Well wait no longer!  Because today you will be receiving a new type of pill called *Eh?!* This pill will show great results in losing weight!  Many people have lost their exact weight and are still losing more!  Side effects include vomiting, STD's, an obsession for Der, shiny, eh, wiggling toes, burritos and other inanimate objects, worms, diarrhea, involuntary twitches of the eye, leg, thigh, chest, arm, hand, and toe, and will make you review this chapter and fall madly in love with Trunks and any other bishonen!  Woooooooo!!  Also a free Sephiroth plushy is included (w/ shipping and handling of $1,000,000) thus you have nothing to lose except weight!!!  Wooo!!  Weight!

Err…I don't know him…really…I don't...*cries* BUT I LOVE HIM!!!!  *embraces Canadian strongly.* I love you buddy!

*~*

Pan woke up feverishly; her hands were shaky, her face dripping with sweat, her face so pale.  She drifted her hands over her pursed lips as she rummaged to the bathroom quickly.  Pan puked up whatever was inside of her in the toilet.  Her breath shortened at her body forced her to throw up its contents once again.  She wiped off her mouth with a hand towel that had been promptly placed on a towel rack.  Pan walked over to the bathroom mirror to examine herself.  She gasped at what she saw, she had received four scratches on her left cheek and a mixture of dark blue and purple was stained under her right eye.

"What the hell?" Pan asked herself aloud.  When did she receive all of this damage to her face?  She could logically imagine the scratches were from her cat, but the bruise?  And why did it feel like someone kicked her about a hundred times in the gut?  Pan's hands rushed back to her mouth as she quickly found herself in front of the toilet once again, throwing up her insides or at least that was how it felt.  A few moments later Pan arose from the bathroom.  Her pale hands clutched onto the hallway wall as she steadied herself into the kitchen. 

Normally she saw her grandpa cooking one of his infamous meals, today was not normal though.  Pan frantically searched the room for her grandpa with her eyes. 

"Grandpa?" she asked wearily.  Swallowing a lump that formed her throat, she hollered his name again.  Nothing.  Pan shoved her pain aside and frantically called her grandfathers name.  Her breath came short once again; she fell to the ground immediately after throwing up.  Pan groaned slightly as her eyes attempted to stay open.  The last thing she saw was two light green eyes approaching her before she was forced to fall asleep.

*~*Half an Hour Later*~*

"Pan?  Panny wake up." A deep rough voice questioned.  Pan's eyes fluttered open to become face to face with Goku.  She groggily glanced around the room to take in the setting.  It was her father's room.  She hadn't been in here since his death.  Pan closed her eyes to hold back her hears.  Thinking about Gohan killed her on the inside.  Goku patted pan on the shoulder to grab her attention.  She looked into his eyes showing that her attention was on him.

"Pan do you want to stay home from school?" Goku inquired.  "You don't look to well." Pan nodded her head in agreement to Goku's ordeal.

"Grandpa, what happened to your face?" Pan asked, not knowing she was changing the subject.  Goku's face was bruised badly.  He had about five bruises on his face, one on his eye, one on his forehead, tow on either side of his cheeks, and one on his chin.  Goku shook his head delicately and placed his hand on Pan's shoulder in a father like way.

"Don't worry about it." Goku said.  "Just stay home today, don't let anyone in the house, and have fun." With that said Goku stood up and left Pan utterly confused.  Pan left the room and passed by the kitchen and walked in her room; she was greeted by her kitten like cat, Toby.  Pan rubbed under his neck, causing him to purr loudly.  Pan sighed heavily and glanced over at the calendar, December 3rd, she sighed once again.

'I should have gone to school its been a week and a half since Trunks said he was leaving.' Pan thought to herself and lightly punched her twin sized bed.  'But I feel like shit, so I guess it's good that I'm staying home.'  Pan argued and debated with herself for a few moments.  Pondering thoughts about Trunks

Can you leave me here alone now?

I don't want to hear you say that you know me

That I should be always doing what you say

'Cause I'm trying to get through today

And there's one thing I know

I don't wanna think about you

Or think about me

Don't wanna figure this out

Don't wanna think about you

Or think about nothing

Don't wanna talk this one out

Won't let you bring me down

'Cause I know

Don't wanna think about you

Don't wanna think about you

Can I wake up here tomorrow?

Things will never be the same

'Cause I won't wait

'Cause you won't change

And you'll always be this way

Now I'm gonna get through today

And there's one thing I know

Don't wanna think about you

Or think about me

Don't wanna figure this out

Don't wanna think about you

Or think about nothing

Don't wanna talk this one out

This time

Won't let you bring me down

Won't let you shut me out

This time I know

Don't wanna think about you

Run away, run away

I'm running as fast as I can

Run away, run away

I'll never come back again

Run away

Don't wanna think about you

Or think about me

Don't wanna talk this one out

Think about me

Don't wanna talk this one out

While listening to the lyrics and music, Pan had fallen asleep once again.  Only this time, it was a soft sleep.

*~*School*~*

Trunks waited impatiently for the bus driver to pick up Pan.  He growled inwardly when the bus driver took a different random route, picking up Marron.  Marron sat down in front of Trunks and promptly turned around to face him.  Trunks lowered his head causing Marron to eye him awkwardly.

"Where's Pan?" Marron asked.  Trunks shrugged his shoulders and sighed.  Marron eyed Trunks again causing him to involuntarily twitch.  Marron giggled slightly as Trunks pulled his glance away from her.  "What's wrong Trunks?" a grin tugged at her lips.  Trunks shot her the death glare causing her to slightly shudder.

"I don't wanna talk about it…yet." Trunks stated.  Marron shot him another awkward glance.  Trunks bashed his fists against the bus.  "Just leave me alone." Trunks turned away from Marron and stared out the bus window in an attempt to ignore her.  Marron sympathetically glanced at Trunks; she turned around in her seat, waiting for Goten and Pan to arrive on the bus.

"Hey!" Goten said rather happily.  Trunks weakly smiled back at his friend, earning a soft punch in the arm.  "What's eating you?  Why are you so down?" Goten asked as he sat down next to Marron earning a glare from her.

"No reason…err…I mean I ain't down." Trunks responded, he swallowed a lump in his throat.  Goten grinned up at Trunks as did Marron.

"You like Pan don't you?" Goten bluntly asked earning a cold glare from Trunks.  "Ha!  I knew it!" Goten stood up on the bus and cheered for a while until the bus driver and Marron told him to sit down and shut up.

"I never said that." Trunks retorted and crossed his arms.  Marron and Goten grinned at each other then rolled their eyes.  Trunks glared at the two of them and sighed heavily.  The three sat in silence until they drove past Pan's stop.  Trunks wanted to scream out loud, yell for her to get on the bus, anything to see her…this one last time.

"Trunks…you okay?" Goten asked noticing that Trunks was clutching onto the bus seat hard.  Trunks shook his head no and turned towards the window and murmured something that Marron and Goten didn't quite catch.

"Go talk with him Goten, he and you are best friends…right?" Marron asked.  Goten sighed heavily and nodded his head.  He glanced up at Marron and grinned.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Marron asked as she cornered herself as Goten giggled, he had yet another perverted plan.   His rear end inched its way closer to Marron as he embraced her in a hug.  He gently caressed her back, eventually letting one hand slide in the front while the other hand continued to inch its way lower.  Goten grabbed her breast and her rear-end at the same time.

 After being hit three times, he still didn't learn his lesson.  Goten leaned back over to Marron and barely grazed his lips over hers until he shoved his tongue in her mouth and placed his hand on her face, deepening the kiss.  Marron didn't hesitate to wrestle her tongue with his.  Both had fun teasing the others tongue. 

Marron felt Goten tongue slide to the back over her mouth, feeling every little groove in it.  Shortly after that he slid his tongue down her throat slightly causing her to nearly choke, the two pulled away from their kiss completely out of breath.  Trunks' mouth dropped open afterwards, causing Goten and Marron to blush tremendously.

"Did I just see what I thought I saw?" Trunks inquired as his mouth was quickly closed by Goten, who just nodded at his dumbfounded friend.

"Where the hell did you learn to kiss so damn well?" Marron said. She licked the inside of her mouth where Goten's tongue had previously been only moments ago.  Goten wrapped his arm around Marron's thin waist. He gently nipped at her ear and licked the inside of it.

"I have my skills." He whispered in her ear causing her to slightly shudder from his breath.

"Hey you two lovebirds, we're at school." Trunks announced. Goten and Marron began blushing tremendously yet once again. Goten shook off his blush and picked up his backpack, and walked ahead of Marron and Trunks leaving Marron completely infuriated. Marron stormed off of the bus, while Trunks easily walked off.

"Hey guys, there's something I gotta tell you." Trunks said catching the attention of Marron and Goten. They nodded their heads in attention. "Today is my last day of school." Marron gasped and Goten's eyes watered.

"Why! Why today?!" Goten cried into Marron's chest. Marron tapped him on the back sympathetically.

"There, there Goten." Marron spat out sarcastically. Goten sniffled a few times and eventually wiped off his eyes in Marron's T-shirt.

"I'm gonna miss you Trunks!" Goten exclaimed and threw himself in Trunks' arms, sobbing once again. "Promise that you'll keep in touch." Goten wiped his eyes with his hands.

"I promise Goten...oh and Marron, can you tell Pan I'll miss her?" Trunks asked, focusing on Pan more than Goten. Marron nodded her head and the three of them headed to the cafeteria to have their lunch.

*~*3:45 P.M.*~*

Pan woke up for the fourth time that day and ran to the bathroom.  She spilled her throw up in the toilet for the sixth time.  After she wiped off her face, Pan checked the clock.  Seeing that it was 3:52 she decided it might have been smart to call Marron and ask her what homework she had.  Pan promptly picked up the phone and dialed Marron's number and placed the phone against her ear.

The phone rang a few times until Marron eventually answered the phone.

"Yeah?" Marron asked as she answered the telephone.

"Marron it's me Pan, I was wondering what we had for homework."

Marron immediately shot up out of her bed in shock.  "Forget the homework; I have something MAJOR to tell you." Marron said.

Pan gulped down hard.  On one hand she didn't want to know what Marron was going to tell her, yet on the other hand she was anxious to know.  Inhaling heavily, Pan forced herself to talk.

"What is it?" Pan asked as she exhaled and inhaled once again.

"Today was Trunks' last day." Marron simply stated.  She heard her best friend gasp on the other end of the phone line.  After sitting in silence with neither girl saying a word, Marron finally spoke up again.  "Pan, you okay?"

Pan attempted to hold back her tears.  Her eyes shed two tears that softly grazed down her baby smooth skin.  She punched her bed in anger, pain, and grief.

"Pan?" Marron asked.

"Yeah…I-I-I'm fine…" Pan choked out.  Marron could here the anguish in Pan's voice.  "Marron, I gotta go, m-my grandpa's calling for me." Pan sniffled a few times before handing up on her friend.  She then threw the phone along the window pane, causing a crack to appear on the window.  Knowing that her grandfather wasn't home, Pan screamed loudly and threw her pillow on the floor.

"Damn you Trunks!  Why did today have to be your last day?!?!" Pan screamed.  She stalked up and ripped her bedspreads off of her bed and dug her face into them and began to cry heavily.  She dropped to the ground, feeling the carpet hit her knees.  Pan kicked the bedspreads over and over, cursing loudly.  "Don't you know I love you?" Pan huddled herself in a corner and pulled her knees up to her chest, crying herself into a horrible nightmare.

*~*Trunks' House*~*

"Hurry up Trunks; we need to leave by 4:30." Bulma said as she stuffed her bag in the trunk of the car.  Trunks also stuffed his bag in the Trunk along with a few loose items.

"Wait!" A familiar voice hollered out right before Trunks sat in the car.  A soft silver limo pulled up directly beside the 1997 Nissan car that was somewhat run down.  "Trunks, you're not leaving without a respectable goodbye." Goten ran out of his limo and approached Trunks angrily.

"Of course not."  Trunks said sarcastically.  Goten grabbed Trunks in yet another emotion filled hug.  Not those kinds you pervert!! (A/N: oops!  How did that get in here?)

"I'm gonna miss you…even though you're a complete idiot." Goten said and sniffled he pulled away from Trunks and quickly reached into his pocket and found a CD in there.  "Here take this, its Yellowcard.  Pan recommended them to me.  They also have a bad ass violinist!" Goten's arms danced around acting like a he was playing the violin.

"Cool!" Trunks said.  Goten handed him the CD and smiled.

"Bye Trunks, keep in touch." Goten said and gave his best friend one last hug.  Goten opened his limo door and, before sitting down, he turned back around.  "I recommend number four!" Goten then shut the door and sped off in the limo, leaving Trunks dumbfounded.

"Come on Trunks, we have to go." Bulma said and signaled for Trunks to get his rump in the car, sit down, and shut up.  Trunks sighed heavily and sat down in the worn car seat.  Bulma glanced over at Trunks.  "Are your ready?" Trunks nodded his head promptly.  Bulma started the car and pressed her foot on the gas pedal, speeding out of the driveway.

"Mom, where are we going to live?" Trunks asked worriedly as he began to twiddle his thumbs.  Bulma smiled warmly at her son and placed her right hand on his two hands, halting his twiddling.  Bulma eyed Trunks quickly and turned her attention back to the road softly sighing.

"Wherever the road takes us." Bulma replied coolly.  Trunks rolled his eyes.  Not wanting to hear anything else foolish, he planted his headphones on his ears and placed the Yellowcard CD in it.  He skipped through the first three tracks, remembering that Goten had recommended number four.  Trunks leaned back in his chair and watched as rain began to patter against his window.

Called me out you stayed inside

One you love is where you hide

Shot me down as I flew by

Crash and burn I think sometimes

You forget where the heart is

'Empty Apartment, hmm.' Trunks thought to himself as his eyes softly closed, enjoying the music that generated from the CD player.

Answer no to these questions

Let her go learn a lesson

It's not me you're not listening now

Can't you see something's missing?

You forget where the heart is

Trunks felt a lump form in his throat.  This song was starting to remind him how he treated Pan sometimes.  He gulped down hard and shook his head lightly, ridding any thoughts of Pan.

Take you away from that empty apartment

You stay and forget where the heart is

Someday if ever you love me you'd say

Its okay

Trunks peeked out his eyes to see that rain was rapidly falling down.  'Since when does it rain in California?' He thought to himself.  He leaned over to the window and tapped his fingers on it and pulled away.  The fog on the window disappeared, revealing three fingerprints.  Trunks sighed as the lyrics started up again.

Waking up from this nightmare

How's your life?  What's it like there?

Is it all that you want it to be?

Does it hurt when you think about me?

And how broken my heart is

Take you away from that empty apartment

You stay and forget where the heart is

Someday if ever you loved me you'd say

Its okay

Trunks grinned and placed his index finger on the window and began to scribe something.

It's okay to be angry and never let go

It only gets harder the more that you know

When you get lonely if no one's around

You know that I'll catch you when you're falling down

We came together but you left alone

And I know how it feels to walk out on your own

Maybe someday I will see you again

And you'll look me in my eyes and call me your friend

Trunks had successfully written 'I love' he was beginning to write Pan.

Take you away from that empty apartment

You stay and forget where the heart is

Someday if ever you loved me you'd say

Its okay, its okay, its okay

Trunks' writing fiasco was suddenly halted when the car stopped.  Trunks flew into the dashboard, slamming his nose hard.  'Damn I should have put my seatbelt on.' Trunks cursed himself as blood quickly dripped from his nose.  Trunks hovered his hands over his nose to stop the bleeding but it didn't stop. 

"Trunks, when I unlock my door, I want you to get out of the car and run fast.  Any direction." Bulma said, her face showed utter shock at something in front of her.  Trunks didn't look up, but nodded his head in agreement.

CLICK.

Trunks unlocked his door too and opened the door and bolted out and began to run.  He ran for only thirty seconds until he ran into something.  Trunks gasped as his gaze ran over something…no someone.

"Why the hell are you here?  You're not supposed to be here!" Trunks exclaimed as tears flooded the back of his eyes.  "No!" Trunks' knees collided with the cement as he buried his face within his hands.  His elbows hit the cement as well as Trunks broke down into tears.  "It can't be…you."

*~*

A/N: Mwhahahahahaha!!  Like where I ended it? *Giggles insanely* I hate cliffhangers but I love to write them at the perfect opportunity!  And I'm sure a lot of people are mad because Trunks and Pan didn't confess their love to each other, well just hold on to yer horses okay!  I had to change the ending for this yet a THIRD time!  So don't worry!  It will end just as I planned it, might not be the best ending, but still a decent one.  Now here he is y'all!  Your favorite sexy, luscious, gorgeous, pretty, beautiful, bishonen like, stunning, spectacular, astonishing….Canadian!

Canadian – Eh!

Couldn't you just kiss him cuz he's just so cute? *giggles* and look at those deep blue eyes *drools* and that nicely sculpted body, should length light silver hair, and those lips…*stares at Canadian lovingly* Hey vipper902 I'm taking him back!  The magic 8 ball lied to you!  Me and him are soul mates!

Canadian – cool!  I have a NEW soul mate!

Know what Canadian; you are the perfect candidate for a bishonen!

Canadian – *eyes water* really?

Yes!  And if you reviewers click the little button you will have the opportunity to vote for my Canadian or…dun, Dun, DUN!! My Mexican!

Mexican – Hey!  How did I get here?

Canadian - *gasps* you brought him here in MY domain?

Err…sorry?  Well anyways pick who you want to be elected as my A/N bishonen! And vipper902, my Mexican is all yours!

Canadian – Please, please, pick me!  I really do deserve it!  I've been here almost this whole time!  And anyways, *starts to cry* *sniffles* eh, is so much better to listen to than-

Mexican – Hey listen!  I have a story about a lion and a burrito okay listen you see this lion went to go hunt and, hey listen, he saw a wild burrito running as fast as, are ya listening?, it could.  It was going at least 65 miles per hour!  Listen, the burrito slowly…

Err…lets just leave him alone for now…thanks for reading and reviewing!!