Disclaimer – I don't own DragonBall Z, so please don't sue me. And I don't own any songs in this chapter!!!

A/N: I'm ALIVE!! I liiiiiiiiive!!!

Canadian – eh! I ehed!

Is that even possible?

Canadian – Der!

Right…anyways…this is the last chapter! *gasps!* I didn't know I was gonna end it here, but…alas, all good/bad/okay/weird/queer/odd/unusual/-

Canadian – I think they get the point

Right…things must come to an end………okay! I'm done loathing! Now onto the last chapter!!!!!! dun, Dun, DUN!

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Trunks' ki rose by every second as Pan's heart rate also rose by every second. Pan dashed as hard and fast as her legs could carry her. She was abruptly halted when Trunks' demonic super saiyan eyes met with her pure brown ones.

"Trunks!" She yelled and ducked before Trunks could inflict any pain on her. The energy coming from Trunks kept on growing. The half saiyan cackled and approached Pan slowly. He lightly shoved her and scoffed.

"What's this? Too weak to fight are you." Trunks said and laughed insanely. Pan smacked Trunks on the cheek, earning a cold glare.

"You're not the Trunks I knew! Bring him back!" Pan cried and flung half of her weight onto Trunks causing him to collapse onto the grass. Trunks' eyes flickered from the bright green to blue, shaking his head slightly they turned back to green.

"Get off of me you puny saiyan." Trunks said and pushed the dark-headed girl off onto the ground. Pan gasped and stood up next to Trunks.

"Trunks, please come back." Pan said and held onto Trunks' arms. Trunks shook his head and attempted to pry her off. Pan gripped on to Trunks even stronger and cried into his red plain t-shirt. Trunks growled at Pan and shoved her off quite rudely.

"Don't touch me." Trunks said. He successfully removed Pan off him and charged his ki into his hands. He created a yellow energy blast about the size of a basketball and aimed it at Pan.

'I know…' Pan thought to herself as Trunks released the energy blast at her. Pan closed her eyes and reached both hands out in front of her face, both connected at the thumbs. Pan felt the impact of the blast; she screamed loudly and somehow shoved the energy blast out of her face and reach.

Pan, shocked by her power, attempted to charge up her own ki and create an energy blast. Succeeding, she managed to muster up a yellow 6 foot wide and long energy blast that contained almost all of her energy. Weak, she aimed it at Trunks and released it. Pan fell to the ground with close to no energy left and watched her energy blast barely miss Trunks and lightly graze his shoulder, not even leaving a mark.

Trunks' eyes returned to their normal color, his hair streamed down on his face after it reverted to light purple. He ran to Pan's side and wrapped his arms around her thin body.

"Pan are you okay?" he asked. His fingers gently ran through her tangled hair as Pan slightly groaned underneath him. Pan's eyes wandered around for a moment until she fixed her glance on Trunks. Her eyes widened in shock when she saw the desperate look on Trunks' face.

"G-g-get away from me!" She stuttered and flailed her arms around for a moment until her arms gave out and dropped into her lap. Pan attempted to squirm out of Trunks' grasp but failed when she had realized that all of her energy had almost dwindled down to nothingness. Sighing she looked up at Trunks and began to scream at the top of her lungs.

"Pan, calm down, pleases." Trunks said and caressed Pan's face softly. Pan discontinued her cries at Trunks' soft touch. The feel of his smooth skin on her face had made her involuntarily flinched at it. Pan's eyes gradually closed and let her body fall into unconsciousness.

"Pan...Pan! Wake up Pan!" Trunks pleaded and gently shook her shoulders. Pan didn't make a sound, only her breathing could be heard. Trunks picked up the unconscious girl as though she was a baby and carried her back to her home. He opened the screen door and the front door and let himself into the house.

Trunks hurried to the living room and laid Pan down on the couch. He rummaged to the kitchen to find some water. He found a glass in the cupboard and ran water out from the sink. He walked back into the living room to see Pan, sleeping as though she was an angel.

"You're so beautiful Pan." He whispered under his breath and smiled. His cool hand traced over her features as he sat down on the arm of the couch. After he admired Pan for a while, he leaned down to pick her up once again and moved her off the couch into a bed.

He wondered through Pan's house, trying to find what room seemed to be hers. Down the long corridor, was the last room. He opened the door to reveal a trashed room, glass was shattered on the carpet, her bedspread was flung onto the floor, and sheets were hung in various places around the room as well. He sighed heavily and reluctantly found Pan's bed. Laying her down, he found her a pillow in the trashed floor without hurting himself in the progress. He picked up the thick twin sized bedspread and shook it a few times, making sure there was no glass, and gracefully laid it down on Pan's sleeping figure.

Trunks watched Pan for a few moments then glanced around her room once again. Trunks, being queerly nosy, began to rummage through all of her loose items that were 'coincidentally' lying out. After about five minutes of finding nothing, Trunks yawned in defeat of Pan having nothing interesting about herself or anything in her life that was hidden in this room at least.

'She sure does look cold all alone under the covers.' Trunks thought to himself and grinned sheepishly. He shook his head and groaned. 'No, I will NOT get under the covers with her.' Trunks shook his head once again and cursed a few times as well.

A few moments later, Trunks found himself crawling into the bed with Pan and wrapping his arm around her waist. He snuggled close to her and breathed in the scent of her hair. Content with his actions, Trunks fell asleep with Pan in his arms. He felt very guilty about what he did, but enjoyed the moment while it had lasted.

*~*Hours Later*~*

Trunks woke up and turned to his side, to his surprise Pan wasn't there. Shocked, he glanced around the room, seeing that she wasn't even in the room at all. Trunks began to worry about the well being of his friend and quickly progressed out of the bed to find out where Pan had wondered off to.

Like a Saturday night I'll be gone
Like a Saturday night I'll be gone
before you knew that I was there

Trunks speculated down the hallway and searched for Pan. The first room, the bathroom, he opened the door to reveal various pimple creams scattered across the floor. The toilet seat was promptly down with a tissue box on top of it. Trunks shrugged his shoulders and continued down the hallway.

So you wrote it down
I'm supposed to care
Even though it's never there
Sorry if I'm not prepared

After searching every room down the hallway, he searched the kitchen and living room and to no avail found her. He groaned under his breath and angrily searched the living room once again. Beyond the living room was one more room that was secluded off, almost as though it wasn't supposed to be there. Cautiously, Trunks opened the door to the room.

Is it hard to see the things you substitute
For me and all my thoughts of you
It's eating me alive to leave you

"Pan, what are you doing in here?" Trunks inquired, he glanced over at the raven-haired girl and saw that her face had been stained with many tears. He sat down next to her and placed a loving arm around her shoulder. She shrugged it off and turned away from him. Trunks lowered his head in rejection and glanced back up at Pan. "Are you okay?"

Maybe it's childish and maybe it's wrong
But so is your blank stare in lieu of this song
Maybe it's childish and maybe it's wrong

"No Trunks, I'm not. I-I can't…I can't love you." Pan stated and shut her eyes in utter pain. Trunks' heart broke in half at Pan's words. He resisted from begging Pan and telling her that he was madly in love with her and all he did was shake his head in pain from Pan's hurtful words.

"Pan, can-can I explain myself?" Trunks questioned Pan and placed his hand on top of hers. Pan glanced down at her hand, then back up at Trunks. Hesitantly, she nodded her head in agreement.

Don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong
You're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this song
Don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong
You're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this song

"Pan, my father told me of a fate that was passed down to me. My family is cursed to kill every saiyan." Trunks stated.

"What's a saiyan?" Pan inquired.

"You, your grandfather, me, and my father are the only saiyans left." Trunks said. "We were among a great race, the strongest in the galaxy…until a witch bestowed a curse on the family. The curse was on every other generation to have a secret passion to kill every living saiyan who wasn't a close relative, such as my father or grandfather for instance. And Pan, unless the curse it lifted, I'll try to kill you." Trunks said and glanced at the now crying Pan.

"So-so that's why my father is dead?" Pan asked and began to wipe away her tears. Trunks stopped her from wiping away her tears and used his own index finger to wipe them away. Grinning at Pan, he kissed her lips softly as he felt more of her tears fall down on both his and her face.

I'm breathing in your skin tonight
Quiet is my loudest cry
Wouldn't wanna wake the eyes that make me melt inside

Pan pulled away from Trunks' kiss and cried heavily into his red shirt once again. Trunks rubbed her back to help ease her pain, but this action only caused Pan to completely pull away from Trunks. She stood up from the bed and walked over to her father's armoire and picked up a small necklace that had a heart on it.

And if it's healthier to leave you be

may a sickness come and set me free

Kill me while I still believe that you were meant for me

"Trunks, its best if you just go." Pan said and examined the necklace. She then walked over to him and handed him the necklace. "Take this with you, please, as a memory of me." Pan's eyes watered once again but she resisted from crying as Trunks received the heart necklace.

I'm finding my own words, my own little stage
my own epic drama, my own scripted page
I'll send you the rough draft, I'll seal it with tears
Maybe you'll read it and I'll reappear

"Pan, but I-"

"Trunks, please, just go." Pan said.

"Pan, I won't leave you."

"Trunks leave now!" Pan exclaimed at Trunks and pointed to the door of her father's room. Trunks drooped his head down to face the maroon carpet and began to leave Pan. His heart was breaking in half with every waking movement that his body had been forced to make. Trunks' body trembled before he took his last step. Turning around, he took one last glance at Pan.

From the start it was shaky and the characters rash,
A nice setting for heartache where emotions come last
All I have deep inside, to overcome this desire
are friendly intentions and fair-weather smiles

He made his way to the front door slowly, remembering back on every moment that he had cherished with Pan. Smiling at the many thoughts that came to his mind, Trunks opened the front door to the house and let one tear fall down onto the carpet. Trunks carefully shut the front door behind him and quietly walked away from Pan's house with the heart necklace in hand.

And I don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong
you're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this song
Don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong
You're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this song

Trunks thought of one particular moment in time with Pan. One that he wish he could of forgotten.

*~*Flashback*~*

"Lets get your mind off him, off everything." Trunks said and wiped away one of Pan's stray tears.

"How do we do that?" Pan asked.

Trunks eyed the hill that dropped southward. He tugged at Pan's hand and led her to where the hill began.

"Like this." Trunks said and laid down on the grass. Pan laid down next to him.

"Hold my hands." Trunks said. Pan reluctantly held his hands. The two laughed as they rolled down the hill. Near the end, Pan rolled on top of him, yet at the end, Trunks ended up on top of her. Pan blushed madly below him.

"Trunks! I hate you!" she said jokingly as her blush slightly faded.

"Know what? I've always wanted to kiss the girl who hates me." Trunks said and grinned at Pan.

*~*End Of Flashback*~*

Trunks choked up for a moment then continued his walk home. He was leaving his only love behind. All that he had left to remember her by was the cherishing moments they had together and the heart necklace. He glanced at the necklace once again and turned the back of it around. In small print there were a few words.

"Trunks, I love you."

Trunks grinned at the message that Pan left him and delicately positioned the necklace around his neck and hooked it in the back. Trunks stopped in an instant and turned around. The house was completely out of sight. Sighing, Trunks resumed his long walk home.

Like Saturday night I'll be gone
Like Saturday night I'll be gone
Like Saturday night I'll be gone
Like Saturday night I'll be gone before you knew that I was there

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That's it! That's the end! I'm serious!

Canadian – but ain't you writing an epilogue?

Yep I sure am! Expect the epilogue in about…eh, I dunno, 3 or 4 days. My mind still needs some rejuvenation! Wooooooo I love that word rejuvenation! Okay I'm done now! I hoped y'all liked the ending and DON'T WORRY! The epilogue is gonna sort everything all out! But I can't guarantee a happy ending! There is no SUCH THING as a HAPPY ENDING! So it will be REALISITC to some extent. Okay I'm done now! I gotta go cuz me mom is callin for me! Later! And also in the epilogue I'll put my thankies!