AN: Aurelia Lothlorien SSSssshhhhhh!! No one is suppose to know that yet!!! ^_^

But I'm not promising anything, yet; I aim to shock and amuse with the unexpected ^_~. Domo arigato gozaimasu, inca-dove for this chapter's quote!!

Ack! School starts Aug, 12th for me (: P) I won't have as much time to work on TFRA but hopefully I'll be able to establish a schedule where I can update on a regular basis. Thanks a million.

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Chapter 11-For every action, there is a reaction

Trunks didn't get much sleep that night Goten's lecture had him thinking too much about things he didn't want to think about; namely Pan.

Visions of a certain dark haired beauty clouded his dreams. They were both dreamlike and realistic. He could almost feel her smooth skin beneath him as- He felt blood rush to his cheeks making him feel a bit light headed. 'Got to stop thinking those kinds of things.'  He felt silly blushing even though someone was around. Pan would never let him live it down if she ever found out. That was one human trait he could assuredly live without.

He yawned and sat up in bed. Space travel gave you too much thinking time, next trip he went on he was using a pod. His tail swayed sluggishly behind him as he stood and stretched, sleepily making his way to the shower. The shower was standard size and circular, like an upright tube, completely separate from the toilet facilities. The semi opaque screen was curved to fit the strange shape.

The warm water was as revitalizing as it was soothing. 'Wonder if she even likes me.' The thought hadn't occurred to him before and now made him feel...nervous?

Since when does the Prince of Beijita-sei get nervous? Stupid girl made him feel too many things, confusing things. It would be better just to ignore the little female; he was starting it slip up, like yesterday. Luckily for him Pan was too angry to notice the little error.

"You can't let one relationship ruin your life."  Goten's words rang through his head. Saika... Pan wasn't like her at all.  Pan would never....  His tail fluffed up three sizes just think about...

Finishing his shower he toweled off and dressed in the usual blue suit. His tail curled at the tip so as not to drag, he smiled remember Pan's face when she realized that it was his tail. It was the same color as his hair, a real oddity. There weren't many hybrids on Beijita-sei so few in fact it was rare to find any, a lot were treated as second class or lower before his father married his mother. She changed lots of things especially his father. Vegeta was never quite the same after the treaty incident. After all this time they would have their family restored.

A knock at the door interrupted his thought. Trunks habitually wrapped his tail securely round his waist. "Enter."

His sister strolled in wear much the same thing as he but fitted for women. She looked way too happy, cruse all morning people...

"You look rather chipper this morning. What are you so giddy about?"

He didn't like that gleam in her sapphire eyes, he'd seen it one too many times before. "Or should I ask what are you up to?"

"Dear brother of mine, what ever do you mean?"

'Yup, definitely up to something.'

"Goten is absolutely incredible! I was just planning things me and Goten-"

"Say no more! I really don't want to know about my best friend and my little sister. If that's alright with you. Is there any particular reason you decided to grace me with you presence this morning?"

She stuck out her tongue childishly, Trunks swore she never acted past the age of five sometimes.

"You're such a grouch. I just came to tell you that breakfast will be ready in a few and Pan wants to see you."

"Pan?"

"Duh that's what I said isn't it? She is in her room. See ya."

Bra strolled out just as cheerfully as she had bounced in. Weird. 'I wonder what Pan wants.' Trunks wondered his mood suddenly a lot lighter than it had been moments before.

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Admiral Menneth adjusted the tractor beam for the nth time this morning. That stupid little saiya-jin was going to fall right into his hands. It doesn't matter how powerful they are, if their ship goes bye bye so do those pesky brutes. The Reliance would be out of Zion space midday today and he had to make sure that they wouldn't escape. The little Prince was lucky last time the war ships he and T'kal had been traveling in were powerful but unfortunately very slow, this time they were on a Neg'Vah cruiser, one of Reenye's best. Neg'Vah technology was far superior to the inventive humans and light-years ahead of the saiya-jin (however efficient they may be). 

"There will be no escape for the Prince this time." He muttered gleefully to himself. All he had to do now was wait. Menneth considered himself a smart man. If you saw a storm coming your way wouldn't you take shelter? What better shelter to take than behind the storm itself. Son was a fool as well as the rest of the saiya-jin race. Humans wouldn't have been dragged into such a mindless war if not for saiya-jin. He had a healthy respect (and fear) for the awesome power and strength for that race but they (along with the humans and the Neg'Vah) were so caught up in the battle to annihilate each other, they were completely oblivious to the growing empire that would annihilate them. Such fools.

Most of his missions as an officer had been in deep space, unexplored territory, Thanks to Son. A man he once considered a friend and leader. That was how he stumbled onto Frieza's empire. He'd been young then but it didn't take much to realize that neither of the saiya-jin empires could hold a candle to Frieza's might nor could the secretive but technologically advanced Neg'Vah. He was no fool, he saw which way the wind was blowing and he'd been a spy for Freiza since then.

Freiza for all his power didn't have very good space travel capabilities.  It had taken decades for him to reach this galaxy (with various planetary pit stops along the way) during that time

Freiza left him and several others to cause small amounts of havoc, including the disruption of the treaty attempt twenty years ago...

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Trunks knocked on the door, "Come in."

He stepped in and did a double take seeing her nude shadow in the shower.

The poor Princes gaped finding himself speechless, feeling his blood rush to his head (and a few other places).

"I'll be out in a second."   His eyebrows shot up and he nodded dumbly, unaware she couldn't see him. His eye bulged out of his sockets when Pan stepped out in nothing....

but a towel.

His eye traveled upward taking in her tiny feet, sculpted leg and body fitting towel that went too high on the bottom and too low on the top, not that he really minded. He lingered over her chest and continued up to meet a flushed face and fiery dark eyes. Trunk was starting to feel more than a little lightheaded and was sure his face could match a tomato.

She frowned at as he continued to gape at her.

"Trunks was are you doing here?!" she barked. His mouth work but nothing came out. She would have laughed at his embarrassment but truth be told she was just as uncomfortable as he.

"I... I... I was...You just...." She interrupted his mindless babble when she noticed his problem and moved closer to him, ignoring the fact that she was only wearing a towel. It wasn't like she could change in front of him.

"Trunks, you're bleeding!"  He touched his upper lip and looked at the blood stupidly.  She huffed exasperatedly and attempted to tilt his head back, accidentally knocking his chin slightly.

"Watch your fingers!"  He complained as she held his head back forcefully with one hand and a tight grip on her towel with the other.

"And remove my eyes from a sick pervert like you?" she snapped glad they were talking, (well sort of talking).

"Sick pervert?! I'm not the one calling people in the their room while they're taking a shower. It nice to know you can't take your eyes off me."

"That's not what I meant. Jerk! And I didn't call anybody! Perv!"

They could be standing here for a while till his nose bleed stopped, she really wanted to sit, her towel was slipping and she rather not lose her towel whether he was looking or not.

"H- Hey what are you doing?!" He protested as she forced him to sit on her bed. He fought off her hand and looked at her, suddenly his eyes rolled back in his head and he promptly passed out.

"Trunks? Trunks!" she looked down at herself her towel had slipped some more showing a risqué amount of cleavage. She started to giggle, 'the almighty Prince of the saiya-jin passes out from seeing a little too much eye candy I wonder what would have happened if wore earth swimwear?' she finally all out giggled till her sides began to hurt.

She shook her head ruefully starting to get dressed, she would never let him here the end of it.

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Bra snickered outside Pan's door. 'I am a complete genius! Bra the goddess of love and beauty does it again.' she crowed silently. She hoped her brother had gotten over that stupid shyness of his and uses this wonderful opportunity. The blue haired princess continued to revel in her own genius until she felt eyes on her back.

She jumped seeing the Neg'Vah right behind her watching her intently.

"Is something wrong with Pan and the Prince?"

"Aah No! No nothing is wrong!" she squeaked twirling her blue hair vapidly with one finger. The ditz trick usual worked on most, but this guy had such a straight face. 'Remind me to never play poker with this guy.' He deliberated for a moment than turned to go, satisfied.

'That is one strange man.' And she thought her brother was a stoic ice cube. The handsome green haired bird boy could give him and her father a run for their money in that respect.

'I'm glad Goten is never that serious.' Her saiya-jin hearing picked up Pan calling Trunks name,  'I can't wait to tell him the good new! He'll be sorry he missed this!' Her mission completed the self-proclaimed goddess of love and beauty slanterd off to find her mate.

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From the moment Trunks' REM kick in he knew that this was going to be one of those weird ones. He was walking in the carmine marble halls off Beijita-sei's Palace, his home. It was deserted the only thing that could be heard were the padded steps of his boots on the red carpet. The silence didn't bother him, it was a dream he knew and realized that and let the dream lead him on whatever strange path it would take. The saiyajin Prince turn into an outer corridor.

One side was made up of huge columns that became great arcs at the top beyond the columns were the palace gardens. The silence was deafening there were no birds singing nor was there the rustle of the wind. Everything silent and alone. So very alone.

"Trunks..." An annoyed voice called from the inside the gardens. He stop walking and tilled his head, the voice sounded familiar.

A different voice called him suddenly he was little again and-

"Trunks!" His mother snapped at him bringing his attention back to her. He griminced. Tail hanging limply down Trunks bowed his head in shame, skipping his lessons had seemed like a good idea at the time and he did get the chance to talk to Goten. But was Mom ever mad. Bra stood behind Bulma's legs grinning, the little snitch! His tail fluffed in anger. "Well do you have anything to say for your self?" He winced his mother's voice could be a weapon at that volume. A faint sound of ticking could be heard behind his mother reprimanding voice.

"Well?"  Chibi Trunks lowered his head when he looked back up he found himself back in the garden and grown again.

"Trunks are you well today?"

Trunks took a step out side the hall and his surroundings became that of Old Earth's lush forest. He was standing next to a familiar tree; the ticking sound was louder here. It gave the saiya-jin a feeling of urgency like he had to do or see something important. He snorted wishing his subconscious would just get to the point. The incessant ticking was considerably louder now. Trunks scowled his eye looking for the source of the nuisance.

An ancient looking clock of human origins sat precariously in the branches of the tree he was standing under. 'That was the branch Pan watched the sunrise from.' The steady tick tock speed up a bit, his lavender tail flicked back and forth with disquieted anxiety.

"...well today?"

Beijita-sei again, the gardens...Or what was the gardens. Trunks gaped in shock. Masses of bodies were strewn randomly over the floor of the once beautiful place. Behind him the palace was nothing more than smoldering rubble, thick with the scent of decaying and burning flesh. The stench of it (had it been real) was enough to burn his eyes and lungs. 'A battle.' That much was obvious the two prominent colors Red and Blue mixed in with a darker shade of blood that generously drenched the ruins.

"Are you..."

Looking in all directions ruins and death were all he could see. He was all alone so very alone...

"Pan?"

The dark haired girl suddenly appeared before him, dressed in bloody saiyajin armor. Throwing herself into his arms, burying her head in his chest. "Beloved..." cooed the little female heedless of the carnage around them.

 "Utsukushii?" asked concerned.

"Yes, beloved?"  Trunks' eyes narrowed in suspicion, something was wrong. The distant part of Trunks that knew he was dreaming argued that it was all a dream and everything was screwed up anyways. But that was a very distant part. Pan didn't willingly come at him unless she was trying to punch him (usually in the vicinity of his jaw), she didn't make it a habit to forget to express her dislike of the name Utsukushii and she certainly didn't call him beloved.

He pulled Pan away from him gently by her shoulders.

Her head hung low covering her face from view. "What's wrong beloved?" She purred her voice changing slightly, "Don't you trust me any more?" Saika hissed, Trunks released the navy haired wench like the snake she was. Saika laughed maliciously. 'The same way as when....' It still hurt sometimes.

"Trunks...are you?" That voice again. Pan's voice. But where?

He blinked and his eyes found peaceful blue-green pastures of Beijita-sei's northern mountains.  Somewhere near the Ubiishian Baths. He would like to take Pan there one day, just the two of them..."Jerk! I've been waiting for you all this time! I should punch just for being late!"  Now that sounded like his Utsukushii! She had her arms crossed and looked a bit miffed for waiting for him.

"I'm sorry bijin."

She stood before him in a sleeveless white dress that stopped above her knees and blew gently with the warm breeze. The frown on her face was replaced by a impish smile as she stepped closer to him.

"Well I guess I can forgive this once But you still haven't answered me." She whispered in his ear, nibbling on it while massaging his neck. "Huh?" he answered not really concentrating. How could he when she was distracting him?

"So are you Trunks? Are you well alone?"

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"Achoo!" Goten sniffed hoping he wasn't coming down with anything. Breakfast had already been laid out but nobody was there except him and his father.

"Gee I wonder where everyone is at."

"Yeah me too I'm starving!" Goten's stomach rumbled loudly and he chuckled sheepishly

"We should wait for the other's but...

"We're just so hungry...

"They won't mind." The two shared an identical Son grin, before attacking their food ravenously.

Few minute later...

"That was good."

"Yeah...But back to business. I've agreed to help Naav with the problems on Ewajima. So after we arrive on Beijita-sei I plan to go there."

"But we'll need your help. I don't think Vegeta and Gohan will work things out by themselves. Gohan stopped believing that there'd be a solution after mother and Videl..."

"They can and they will. This is mostly your doing and Trunks, I have faith that you two will see it through to the end." The older saiya-jin paused for a moment, thinking way back. When Chichi had died he had been completely and utterly devastated. The saiya-jin named Goku had gone temporarily mad with pain and anguish of having his wife suddenly ripped from him. A part of him knew that if he stayed in the palace he'd hurt somebody- that was when he learned the instant transmission.

But his mind wasn't focused on where he was going only need to get away, far away. That was how he got stranded on Old Earth.  For years with nothing to do but train until Goten moved to Zion and was close enough to feel. For a long while he hadn't known whom he was sensing.  And could only teleport to places he'd been on earth. Then he realized the familiar ki could be used as a beacon to which to teleport. He was surprised and shocked to find the person he'd appeared in front of was his own son, who he'd not seen since he was just a little boy.

Goten had been mad. Who wouldn't be angry when their father had disappeared right after losing their mother some twenty years ago when he was kid? And only his brother to raise him. It took a while to explain very thing but in the end Goten forgave him and told him of what he and Trunks had been up to. Namely sabotage, nothing harmful just preventing as many space battles as possible, without being noticed. Little things like delaying warships, redirecting vessels to the wrong battle coordinates. Little things to prevent more slaughter. But little things wouldn't do anything if the problem weren't stopped altogether.

Goten and the others would be fine. And with Bulma's help nothing could go wrong.

"Where is Videl?"

Goten blinked at the sudden and unexpected question, "Dead. I never saw her after that day either. Gohan never held a funeral; he doesn't talk about her much. Why do you ask?"

"no reason. It'll be nice to speak with Bulma again; boy will she be surprised when she sees her kids. Where is that medicine by the way."

"I'm carrying it on me. Pan made a slight mistake; she got enough for a saiya-jin. Way too much for a human but that's alright we'll just have to dilute it a bit. It would have done more harm than good if I hadn't checked it. Perhaps if-

Warning! Ship approaching on collision course! Warning! Ship approaching on collision course!

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~20years ago~

In the shadows of the lower bowels of the palace one nervous figure skitter across the halls. His breathing pounded in his ears as if it were trying to sabotage his mission. Would someone hear his footsteps? What if one of the saiya-jin caught him? He was only human; they would tear him to pieces in the blink of an eye! Or less... 'What was that?' the figure jumped, scan the empty hall for life as he tried to calm his breathing.  'You're becoming paranoid Menneth. Just hurry up so you can get out of here.' His fear of saiya-jin was strong but self-preservation was stronger; and self preservation was saying move it, now.

Ironically it was the same self preservation that had led him here in the very heart of the saiya-jin empire after he and his deep space recon team were captured by a being named Freiza. Freiza gave them a choice serve him or die. And when he offered the chance to exact revenge upon Son Gohan.....

Well one could guess how that turned. The Menneth rounded a corner his soft shoes making no noise on the hard marble floor of the palace. Maybe he shouldn't do this, was this too far. No Son was a fool to ally the Saiya-jin Empire, they'd stab him in the back just as soon ass the treaty was signed. And he would never forgive Son for sending him on the deep space mission, away form his life, home and V-

"Pan!"

Menneth jumped back into the shadows and observed as a tiny toddler run by in the awkward fashion that little kid do. The kid stopped and looked back the way she had come. A young woman decked in formal attire came and stooped beside the child. 'Videl!' Menneth bit his tongue to keep from calling out to her.

"Pan? When did you get to be so fast?"  The lovely dark beauty laughed kissing the child on the head. Menneth smiled as the child scrunch up her face giggling.  Videl had always had a way with children. Someday he would find a way back to his lovely Videl. "Mooommmyy!" the little girl squealed as Videl scooped her up. The smile on Menneth's face vanished replaced by pain. 'Videl...' Had he been gone so long that she had fallen into another's arms? There must be some mistake! The man forced his breathing to steady lest either should hear him.

"Oh there you are! I was looking for my two lovely ladies."  Son Gohan walked up with a bright smile. "It's about to begin." Menneth snarled at the sight of the man who'd doomed him to deep space research.

The girl wriggled out of her mother's arms and hugged the man on the legs. A sick feel rose to Menneth's throat, and a chill fell into stomach. 'No.' he silently prayed.

 "Daddy!"

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- Mark Twain

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