Warning! Deals with drugs, sex, rape, hatred and a lot of vulgar language.

A/N: Hey! I'm back with the next chapter. I bet you're all wondering what's going to happen to little Pan-chan, right? Well, just read and see.

Disclaimer: Still don't own it…

Chapter 2: The NoBlues

"Dr. White to the emergency room. Dr. White to the emergency room." The sound of the women's voice was urgent over the intercom.

The Z fighters sat around the white room, expressions of worry and hope lined they're faces. Videl was near the corner sobbing heavily into Gohan's chest as she clung to her mate for dear life. Bulma and Bra were sitting on one of the couches, as Bra sat constantly blaming herself, while her mother tried to convince her it wasn't her fault. Vegeta leaned against a way close by, keeping a watchful eye on both his mate and his princess. Chi Chi had finally stopped crying after an hour of being at the hospital, but now she was sitting in total shock. Goten didn't know what the do because he couldn't snap her out of it, so he just rubbed her shoulder and sighed heavily.

Soon a doctor with a clipboard emerged from the emergency room doors, with a clipboard in his hand, "Mr. And Mrs. Son?"

"Is she ok Doctor?" Videl said almost immediately after she heard his voice.

He took a breath, moving his hair off his forehead and looked at her sincerely, "Actually Mrs. Son. Pan not only had an overdose but she was raped also. When you brought her in, Mr. Son, you said she was bleeding but didn't the cause. Well we found the problem and confirmed that her vaginal tissues were torn severely. It seems she might have been a virgin before then, but we must wait till she's awake to determine that."

Everyone stared in shock as he finished his explanation. No one had noticed the lavender haired demi when he walked in right after Videl had asked if Pan was ok. He stood fist clenched as he listened, trying hard to hold his temper. He had been in his office in England and felt Pan's Ki fall dramatically. He hadn't been home for a few months and this made for a good reason to come home. And to find out someone had harmed his Pan the way they did caused his blood to boil with rage. He knew she had changed because she still told him everything when he did talk to her, but he didn't know that she had turned to drugs.

"Pan was raped…" It was more of a statement than a question, and it flowed from Bra's lips like it was an omen.

Dr. White nodded in reply, "It seems that way. Right now she is stable. She had two seizers, so we had to sedate her. She is resting well now."

There was silence again, but it was soon broken, "Can we see her?"

They all turned to see Trunks, decked out in his business suit, with his tie handing loosely around his neck. His hair was a little disheveled, obviously from his flight here. He ignored the shocked gazes as he literally stared down the young doctor.

"I…suppose so. Follow me." The young practice doctor spoke a little uneasily and lead everyone down the hallway.

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"When she wakes up, we need to ask her who was the last person she was with." Gohan said as he paced the floor of Pan's hospital room.

"No. Pan will not want to talk about anything when she wakes up. Just leave her alone. Don't ask her why, how when. Nothing." Trunks stated knowingly, "She won't want to be interrogated."

"You know me…" A frail, whispered voice suddenly spoke out, "Too damn well, Briefs."

Pan sat up as much as she could as they all looked at her. She looked like death. All the color was drained from her once tanned, flawless skin; her brown eyes were now a lifeless dark color, lacking their usual flickering flame of mischief. As she looked over everyone in the room, her cute, but cold smirk came to her face. There was the Pan they all knew, well somewhat anyway.

"Hm…I aint realize so many of ya'll cared." She spoke, her voice still soft and raspy.

"Panny," Gohan started to say, his eyes full of fear for his only child.

"Dad." The warning was there, thick in her voice as her eyes narrowed in her famous glare, "Don't."

She took a deep breath, looking down at the I.V. in her arm. She didn't want to talk about what happened. It was the very last thing on her mind. When she was unconscious, she could faintly hear the doctors talking about how they had found out that she was raped.

"Damn." She sighed, looking at her twitching index finger, "I was really fucked up…"

How was she taking this better than they were? She was treating this like it was a simple shot that she had to come in for. Trunks just shook his head and couldn't help but let a smile slip through his frown. Pan wasn't the type to spas out about anything. Even it did have to do with her life. Maybe she was afraid or scared on the inside (which she was), but she never liked to show any of her emotions to anyone except anger. Gohan opened his mouth to say something more, but was once again interrupted.

"Pan? Do you want anything to eat, dear?" Videl asked.

She blinked slightly, and raised her eyebrow in suspicion, "I can eat."

"Then we'll all go to the cafeteria and bring you something back." She smiled, hauling everyone out, except Trunks.

If anyone were going to get any information out of her, it would be him.

"So…you gonna tell me what happened?" He asked, once the room was clear.

She watched him in silence as he sat in the chair next to her, visually preparing himself for her explanation. How did she know he was going to ask her that? But the only thing that was on her mind was the desperate need to come up with another topic to avoid the conversation. She absolutely didn't want to talk about this, even if it were Trunks.

"Uh…" Nice start.

"Pan don't make this harder than it has to be." His arms were crossed now, and he was leaning forward.

He was getting serious now.

"Why mom was acting like that?" A total subject change; good job.

"Pan!" Trunks yelled. He was getting irritated; he wanted her to answer him, "Stop fuckin' playin' with me."

"Iight! Damn." She huffed, folding her arms over her chest, "Remember that dude I brought to the Christmas party last yea'?"

"That guy you said was your friend from school, um, Mike?" She nodded, "I remember."

"Yea…well. He's aint in school. He actually 22 and…yea. It was him."

He drew in a deep breath before he went on, "He raped you, Pan?"

She paused briefly, contemplating before she answered, "Yea. I didn't want it."

"You were a virgin?" Trunks knew. The smell her torn, bloody innocence plagued his nose and it was all he could do to keep his cool.

"Yea." Her voice cracked, as her eyes teared up.

He watched as she struggled to regain control over her emotions. He knew how she felt about things these days. He had to admit; he was quiet upset about Goku leaving also. They had both spent so much time with him when they went searching for the Black Star Dragonballs. Life hadn't been the same without his carefree ways. It was surprising that the Z gang still knew each other. And Pan, she had taken it the hardest. But, he couldn't grasp one thing.

"Why did you turn to drugs Panny?" His voice was smooth and caring as he stood and sat on the edge of her hospital bed, beside her.

"I..I don't know Trunks. It was the only thing that I found. I couldn't go to mom and dad because they were too busy for me. It was the only thing that could take the aching away." She sighed heavily and snuggled into his chest as he opened his arms to her, as a pounding between her eyes signaled an oncoming migraine.

They say that way you a while, content with the solace they found in the peaceful silence. She felt so happy that she had Trunks with her. She knew that he had come just for her, and it put a smile on her face to know that he cared for her. She hadn't seen or heard from him in so long, she was starting to forget what it was like to spend time with him.

"I missed you, you asshole." She murmured into his chest, secretly breathing in his scent.

He chuckled, running his hand through her lengthy, onyx hair, "Sorry Pan-chan. Being CC's President doesn't allow me to call or come home that often. I'm a very busy man, but I haven't forgotten you."

"Bullshit Briefs." She growled, pulling herself from his arms to look at him, "Half of my reason for being depressed is because I don't see you enough anymore. You left me…"

Their eyes met and he could see her need to be with him. Even if she didn't know that's how she needed him. And he could also see anger, and loneliness. He had left her when she needed him most and the fact the he didn't called, write, or even come home didn't make it any better.

"Trunks." Pan said causing him to recoil, "I read something in the news paper a month ago. Are you…really getting married?"

"Married? What the--?" He asked and then it came to him, "Ohh. You're talking about Juliana."

She nodded and he shook his head, "No. We were dating for a while, but she wanted commitment after only 3 months of dating and I didn't want that. Plus, she was only after my money."

"Had your self a gold digger, did you? But that's good that you aint together anymore. She's just a heifer anyway." She smirked, feeling her migraine fading.

"Plus. You know you're my favorite girl Panny." He said teasingly, knowing she didn't like the nickname, "Just don't tell Bra I said that."

"Don't call me that, Boxer Boy." She grunted, biting him in the chest.

"Hey, you animal." He laughed wincing under her and then got serious, "But really Pan-chan. Dr. White recommended that you went into Rehabilitation. I want you to go so you can get better. If not for anyone else, do it for me."

He had pulled her from his arms again, to look her in the eyes. She could tell he was dead serious about this, and didn't want to make him angry.

"Fine. But only on one condition." She said, forcing herself back into his arms.

"And that is?"

"Stay here and help me…don't leave me again."

He smiled and resting his chin on her head, "For you Pan, I'd do anything.."

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"I'm not gonna answer you dad. So shut the hell up and leave me the hell alone!"

Pan had been released from the hospital a couple of day before, after she had gotten a surgery for the torn tissues of her shaft. Now at home and without the protection of Trunks, Gohan went off on a round of interrogating questions. She even caught herself thinking that he father was a judge and she was just in the courtroom being prosecuted. She leaned back in her chair, her yellow and purple Lakers jersey shifting on her shoulders. She could feel the distressed glare her father was sending her from the other side of the table and it only made her smirk.

"We just want to know who the guy is, Pan." He was getting frustrated and she could tell by the way he pounded his fist on the table.

"For why?" So you can beat his ass? Don't worry, that's my job. Fasho!" She replied, reaching for her apple juice and bringing it up to her lips.

"Why do you talk like that?" Videl asked, completely changing the subject.

Pan smirked more, easily noting the subject change, "Cause, it's the way I choose to talk. Problem?"

"Look Pan," Gohan started, removing his glasses, "I don't like the tone or the words you're using. You're being extremely rude."

"Then shut the fuck up and leave me alone, dad. If I don't feel like tellin' you somethin' stop pressing. Shit."

She stood from her chair, stretching nonchalantly, pushing her chair back with her hip. Stepping away from the table, she walked out of the kitchen, totally disregarding her father's shocked gaze. It was getting rather annoying having him asking her constantly about what happened.

"I'm going. I have a date with this Rehab person and Trunks is dropping me off." She yawned, as she walked towards the door.

Her matching high top Converse Stars, squeaked quietly on the marble floor as she walked down the hall. He parents could do nothing but shake their heads in displeasure. Their daughter had changes so much. It brought tears to Videl's eyes when she thought of how carefree and happy Pan had been only two short years ago. What had happened to her?

"Where has our Pan-chan gone?" Videl sighed, as the front door was slammed shut.

"I guess you could say…she grew up." Gohan sighed, looking down at his plate of breakfast.

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A/N: Hm. That chapter's done. Doesn't Pan seem to be taking this whole rape thing and little…easy? Hm. I wonder why? Maybe we'll find that out in the next chapter. Ya never know! I hope you guys liked that! Whelp, don't forget to review my story! Oh and go read one of my other stories! Thnx!!

Ja'Ne!

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