Oh man... it's been almost a month, AGAIN! I keep forgetting the notebook that I'm writing in. So, instead of talkin at ya, I'm gonna try and do an extra long chapter. (Key term there being 'try').

Disclaimer is around here somewhere. It musta grown legs and walked away again.

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Last time:

"As I was saying," He stopped talking. "Oh... dangit I forgot."

"Sorry."

"It's okay. Anyway, let's eat!" He pulled out a capsule and inside was a blanket and several picnic baskets. I had an idea that we were going to be here for a while.

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We actually ended up staying there all afternoon. In fact, by the time we left, the sun was setting! We were about to leave when I said I wanted to stay and watch. So, we sat back down on our blanket and watched. I don't think I had ever seen a more beautiful sunset. Maybe it was because the sun always went through smog.

Right as it ended, Trunks stood up to collect our things. I folded up the blanket and he got the picnic baskets together. After putting them back into the capsule, we took off into the sky. Trunks wrapped an arm around me and pulled me close. I sighed contently, and leaned into his embrace. As we were flying, I started to feel tired. This caused me to slow down, pulling Trunks slower with me.

"What's wrong?" He asked in a worried tone.

"I'm just tired." I yawned. As soon as I said this, he scooped me into his arms. I snuggled into his chest as he continued flying.

"You can sleep if you want." Trunks murmured. I merely nodded into his chest in response and allowed my eyes to drift closed.

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I snapped awake probably five minutes later. I jolted so hard that Trunks almost dropped me and probably would have if I hadn't grabbed on to him. It took me a few seconds to figure out where I was. Then, I looked up at Trunks to find that he was looking worriedly back down at me.

"You know that dream where you're falling and falling and falling and when you're about to hit, you wake up with a jolt?" I asked; he nodded. "That's what happened."

"Oh okay."

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Again, I snapped awake. This time, however, I was in my bed. I looked over at the clock to find that it was 6:30 am. I remembered flying with Trunks and decided that he put me here. Then I realized why I had woken up. Bulma and Trunks were arguing. I couldn't quite make out what they were saying, so I crept out of my room and down the stairs. There, I sat silently at the base, listening to what they were saying,

"Trunks, you had tons of work to do! And you had a meeting with a man from Smith Inc.!!"

"I know, mom, but-"

"But nothing, Trunks! You're a grown man! I'd have thought you would have known better! And not telling anyone about the broken window!"

"Right Mom, but you didn't even let me explain why the window was broken-"

"This'll be good." Bulma muttered.

"Pan was outside, about to pass out! I didn't think I was going to be able to override that security system of yours, so I went right through! Now I found out that it was still down from before so I didn't even have to. But I don't regret it; Dad would have done the same for you!"

Bulma had waited patiently for him to finish. "Don't even think about bringing Pan or your father into this! Because of you, C.C. may not get the advertising it's going to need!"

"You don't understand, Mom!" Trunks yelled. I gasped when he started coming in my direction. I stood up, trying to think of an excuse, but I was too late. He was standing in front of me, his ki pretty high.

"Uh... good morning?" I said, hoping he wouldn't be mad. Already, I knew he would be and I felt tears coming to my eyes. I didn't even know why they were there, but I refused to let them fall.

"Were you eavesdropping?" He demanded.

"I'm sorry, Trunks! I woke up and wondered what was going on." I answered, still holding back the tears. I felt so bad that he had gotten in trouble for the broken window and leaving because of me. At the thought of him getting in trouble because of me, I looked down and the tears spilled over. I reached up to wipe them away, but Trunks beat me to it. He cupped my cheek with his hand, wiping the tears away with his thumb, and lifted my head so I was looking at him.

"Please, Pan, don't cry." He whispered. "I didn't mean it like it sounded. I was just angry with my mom for not letting me explain. I'm sorry,"

"No, Trunks, I should be the one apologizing. I shouldn't have let my curiosity get the better of me and listen in. And I'm sorry about the window. I should have known better.

"It's okay. I already told you that. And don't think any of this is your fault, okay? Because it's not." I nodded in return. "Good." He pulled me to him and kissed me full on the lips. He quickly pulled back, though, when Bra started coming down the stairs. I kissed him on the cheek just before she turned the corner.

"Why are you blushing?" She asked, looking weirdly at him. "Pan? Have you been crying?"

"I'm fine now." I answered. "Why are you up so early?"

"I have to go to school!" She answered. "I'm seventeen, just like you!"

"Oh yeah..." I was glad I didn't have to go.

"Yeah." Bra kept walking to the kitchen. After watching her go, Trunks and I looked at each other.

"Well, I have to go to work. See you later." Again, he kissed me, then he walked out the front door. I sighed and walked to the kitchen where Bra and Bulma were eating breakfast.

"Pan, why was my brother blushing like that?" Bra asked.

"Because I kissed him on the cheek." I answered matter-of-factly.

"Oh, okay." I used to do that all the time, so it wasn't really anything new. "Wait... he never blushed like that before."

"So?"

"So, I think he likes you!" Bra squealed. To tell you the truth, my heart skipped a beat at the thought. But wait, this was Bra... she'd do something like- "How about if I set you two up!" She squealed in delight again. Yep. I was right.

"Bra wait. How about you find out for sure he likes me before you do anything like that." She pouted when I said that.

"Fine, I'll do that. But if he does like you, do I get to try and set you up?"

"No."

"Why not?!"

"Because I'd like things to not be forced or anything."

"Okay... I know! After school, how about we go shopping! Then we can invite Marron, Trunks, Goten, and Uubu to go to a club!"

"Who's Uubu?"

"He's Marron's boyfriend."

"Oh, okay. The name sounds familiar."

"Yeah, your grandpa trained him."

"Now I remember. Anyway, about this club thing... what are you going to make me wear?" Bra had obviously not expected me to agree because she let out yet another squeal of delight. I covered my ears too late and it left them ringing.

"Oh my gosh! This is really happening! It's been so long that he's been on a date!"

"Really? How long?"

"Well... probably about four or five years."

"Wow! That's since before I left!"

"You're right! I wonder what that means..." She said thoughtfully.

"Gee, I wonder." I reply sarcastically. Suddenly a horn beeped from outside.

"Well, that's Marron! See you later!" Bra picked up her book-bag and ran out the door. As she did, she yelled back, "Tell Goten we're going to the club!"

"Okay!" I yelled back, even though I'm sure she didn't hear me.

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*Sigh* I'm SO sorry about how long this chapter took!! I really am! I've just been so busy... anyway, I'm REALLY going to try and update quicker this time! I may even update my fic Space and War, if you've read it or something.

Anyway, here's who reviewed the last chapter: Kutie_Pan, SSJ-Mirai-Trunks, blonde-e, meskup, LoNeLy*PaN, SSJ Son Kat, Lady Tomboy, and myluckyangel.

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Broken World by blonde-e

a/u, t/p in a world where there are rough gangs, all trying to protect their territory and the saiyans are separated 2 ppl will meet, 2 ppl from different gangs different places will they be able to come together? I like suck at summaries but please read and review.