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AN: Ah, finally the next chapter. Hope you enjoy this one! I don't know exactly how many are left but there aren't many. One day I plan on revising this thing too (sniff) it's one of my fav. B/Vs!…with Pan fitting in it somehow! Remember, just check my bio for the update list! Now that summer is on, it's new and MUCH improved! As always, enjoy!

Last Time: Vegeta was interrogated by Bulma, Bra, and Trunks about the little "detail" about Pan - and how her parents weren't really dead - that he never told them. He and Bulma began arguing right before he told her off and left, but Trunks was more worried about Pan leaving than all of them, and he's determined to find out if she's going to or not. So he went up to her room to ask.

Chapter 22: Why Does It Matter?

"Pan, are you…are you really going to leave us?" Trunks asked her once more.

"Trunks, I…I don't know-"

"You wouldn't, would you?" Trunks moved closer to her. His eyes seem to get sadder as the seconds rolled by without an answer coming from Pan. He had always had feelings for Pan, true, but the thought of her leaving made him want to die. He touched her cheek, wiping a tear from her face.

"Trunks, don't do this," Pan turned away from him, back to the window. She hated to see him when he was sad. Ever since they were kids, she always felt like it was her job to make sure he was never sad, even though she was only one year older than him.

She remembered back to the times a girl hurt him or the occasional girl stood him up because she thought she was too good to date him or the girls who only dated him because he was rich. She would always tell them off and sometimes even get violent with them, then fix him a snack and they'd talk till all hours of the morning or at least until Vegeta came in and told them to go to sleep.

When she thought about it, Trunks was the same way with her and her dates. Once he put one of her boyfriends in the hospital for trying to force himself on her. She could have gotten him herself, but Trunks, who was spying from the roof on them the whole time, obviously got to him first. After she had a bad time, he'd always drag her around flying with him until all hours of the night or until Bulma forced Vegeta to go find them.

Only a few seconds had went by, but a whole lifetime of memories went through her mind. But all she could think about during that time was how much of a lie her life was.

"Pan, you can't leave us. You know that," he said with almost anger in his voice. Pan turned around and glared at him; she suddenly went from depressed and sad to angry and fed-up.

"Don't tell me what to do! I'm grown and I'm older than you! I'll leave anytime I want to and there's nothing any of you can do about it!" she had begun shouting now.

"I didn't ask you how old you are! Anyway, it's only one year and that's not even the point! How could you leave us after all we've been through?" Trunks countered in the same manner.

"How could he lie to me like that?! You probably knew too, didn't you?"

"If I did, I wouldn't have kept it from you for 18 damn years! And it doesn't matter what we know or didn't know, the point is that you're part of our family, not theirs!-"

"They're my parents, Trunks!" Pan flung her hand around, knocking a lamp over and breaking it, "How am I suppose to feel when I find out I've been lied to this whole time?!"

"It was one lie!"

"It was a big lie!"

"An old lie!"

Neither could think of anything to say for a moment. Pan stomped off and sat at the end of her bed. Trunks stood behind her, nearly about to break down. He didn't want her to leave, and he couldn't understand why she wanted to leave him.

"Just tell me, Pan. Please," he looked down at the floor, ashamed for her to see him about to cry,  "Why do you want to leave me? What did I do to you?"

"It's not you, and you know it…it's your father," she said coldly, without even looking at him.

"You make it sound like you didn't enjoy living with us…"

Pan felt angry. All she could think was of how he dared to tell her what she sounded like or what she wanted to do. She felt enraged, and when she spun around to face him, it all came out.

"What the hell do you know?! And what do you mean I didn't enjoy it when I lived with you all?! I never said I was leaving! You always have to assume every kami-damned thing!" she shouted in his face, pushing him back into the closet. She went to hit him but he grabbed her fist before she could make contact with his stomach.

"Maybe I want to leave! Maybe I don't want to see you or Bulma or Bra or that liar again-"

"How can you talk about him like that?! He saved your life! You would be dead right now if it wasn't for him!" Trunks pushed her hand away.

"It'd be better that way! At least I wouldn't have been lied to!"

"Why does it matter? Why does it matter whether he told you that your parents didn't give a damn about you or not?!-"

"They do! They do, damnit!" Pan screamed at the top of her lungs. Her face was red, as were her eyes. She felt faint coming to her.

"Then why did they leave you to die?! Why do you have to put all of us through hell over people that never wanted you, and probably only want you now because you're known as one of the surviving saiyans or some bullshit like that, because of my father, by the way!"

"Well, why do you care so much about it, damnit?!"

"Because I love you!" Trunks blurted out. Pan was taken back. She always knew that Trunks loved her but for him to say it was somehow overwhelming for her.

"T-Trunks, I…I-"

"At least I thought I did…but I didn't fall in love with you. I could never love a girl who would give up a family that cares about her for her stupid, so-called parents who threw her away like she was trash just because she was angry that she didn't know about them. I don't know why or how a person could change in a matter of minutes like you have, but I don't care because as far as I'm concerned, you can go have your damn 'family'. Leave us alone," and with that he left.

With every step he took, it felt to Pan like he was stomping on her heart, but Trunks didn't feel any different.

"Fine! I don't care! I'll leave, then!" she screamed out of the door. She ripped the closet door open, grabbing a huge suitcase and all her belongings. She slammed and paced around the room, grabbing anything she could fit into it. Then she came across it.

The bear.

The one she had gotten so long ago, when they first came to Earth. It was her first Christmas.

'Daddy…how could you?' she started crying again, her tears soaking the black bear's fur. She snapped out of her trance, throwing the bear to the ground.

'You're not my daddy anymore.'

She closed the suitcase and opened up the window.

Uh oh! I think Pan's about to leave! Will she actually leave them, or will someone stop her? Maybe she'll stop herself. Oh well, we'll find out later, won't we?^^ Remember, check my bio for the update list! And read my new fanfiction, "Tell Me You Love Me"(A Mirai T/Pan, Alternate Universe) and (when it comes out) "The Good Ol' Days" (A B/V Alternate Universe)!! Peaces Reeces!

~*Veggie-Trunks*~