Hello, did I not promise this up soon! Hey, hey. Here it is sexys enjoy. A twist of lime, not a lot I haven't hit that point yet, getting there.

The song is Trouble by Coldplay.

Note: (m.s.) memory sequence...for those who were a bit confused before...when the sequence ends it reads (e.o.m.s)...I know this is strange, but isn't letting me do the symbols so you have to deal with this crap. - loves.

PEACE OFF!

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Oh no, I see
A spider's web is tangled up with me
And I lost my head
The thought of all the stupid things I've said

The electricity crackled as his fist connected with mine.

My fist was already throbbing even seconds after the punch.

His glare could be clearly read. "Vegeta, stop."

"Move damn it!" He swung again only to have the man behind me strike him with an energy ball. I flipped my hair over my shoulder so I could get a good look at him.

"That means you to." Goku flew up behind Vegeta grabbing his shoulder, which Vegeta only shrugged off.

"Who the hell is he? Why does he look like me?" I looked at Goku who looked just as confused as Vegeta yet less angry. But hurt?

"I can't answer that. All I can tell you is that you can't hurt him." Vegeta moved to strike again, but Goku grabbed him once more.

"Vegeta you have to listen to her." There was a tension coursing through the air that was very much tangible. The group floating not to far away clearly had not snapped out of it.

"I want to know the hell is going on!" I sighed this time, realizing this was going to cause a huge problem.

'It already has.' His voice rung in my ears, though he hadn't spoken a word. The electricity from his words crept across my skin forcing, to my displeasure, my muscles to tense.

I refused to look at him right now. I needed as much control as possible over my emotions. Oh kami, what have you done?

"Goku, can you take everyone to Capsule Corps." His lips parted, but I continued. "Listen I can't explain right now, I will soon, but I need to speak with…" I saw Vegeta look up furiously. "…him."

"You think were just going to let you-" Again Goku stopped Vegeta, this time vocally.

"Vegeta, I think she's right. Let's just go back to Capsule Corps." Vegeta batted at Goku, only striking air.

"I don't take orders from you Kakarot."

"Damn right." The almost identical voice sounding from behind me.

"I don't think you should be speaking right now." The words clipped and harsh, I didn't mean them to come out that way, but I wasn't in the situation to be bothered by it now.

"And I especially don't take orders from you." Twitch. Every word matched my earlier tone.

"Brat, you watch yourself." Their gazes had the same coldness, perfect midnight. Apparently some things don't change with time.

Even with Vegeta's comment to Goku, he shot off into the horizon.

"Pan." Goku nodded at me understanding, though at the moment I was clueless. He moved towards the others, saying a few words and they all headed off, Bulma cradled in Yamcha's arms, staring blankly at me.

I continued to follow their slowly shrinking figures as they head off towards their destination. Trickles of energy still danced in the air.

I couldn't move. I knew if I turned around I would melt. My heart couldn't take seeing him again.

I didn't even need to turn around; I could feel his eyes resting on my back, the sun's warmth not even close to the heat that ebbed from his onyx gaze. He always knew how to burn holes into me.

What was going on? He shouldn't be here. He shouldn't be alive. I mean, it's not that I'm not grateful, I sigh. It was then I noticed I was holding my breath. Really I'm happy. My heart stopped. I am happy, aren't I?

(m.s.)

There he stood sulking, leaning firmly against the wall, expecting. I stared at my feet, the cuts from the glass still fresh. As I flexed my foot I grinded my teeth together, I swear there were still pieces in there, but I couldn't see them.

He'd been standing there for an hour now. What the hell was his problem? I shifted the pillow I was leaning on uncomfortably. Seriously this was going to far. I would say something to him, but after our recent run-ins I was feeling…anxious. No, that's not quite right, flustered, maybe, a little exposed I suppose.

What was happening? The vibration shook me a bit; I look up to find Vegeta sitting on the couch staring at my foot. I was feeling tingly again, not again.

"Do you need help?" I'm sorry is he speaking to me?

"What?" Apparently that wasn't very polite because the look that he is now modeling is one of a very annoyed sayian prince. Is that even a categorized look? I mean there is the pissed look, the puppy dog eyes, you know generic-

"Ow, fuck! What the hell, Vegeta?" He was laughing, smug prick. The bastard had taken my foot and pressed his thumb into my open wound. Hygiene anyone?

"You still have glass in there." Thanks for reassuring me. I tug at my leg not in the mood for his attitude. The tingling hadn't completely disappeared, but I wasn't about to let that allow me to take his crap.

As I pulled back again, he held my leg still.

"Vegeta." I growled trying to make him let loose. He pressed his finger in again and my eyes squeezed shut in pain. My foot curled causing him to push harder.

"If you would hold still it wouldn't hurt so much, Onna." The sound of the nickname made me relax, my foot flexing to allow him more access. I watched his brow wrinkle in concentration and I smiled. The man was nearly 4 decades older than me, but you couldn't tell. Not a gray hair had touched his flame like mane. There wasn't even a less than perfectly toned spot on his body. Here come the tingles again.

His hand moved away from my foot, between his index finger and thumb he was holding up a piece of glass.

"You should be more careful brat." Brat, it looks like we traveled the never ending circle and started back at the beginning.

"As far as I remember if it hadn't been for you my feet would be perfectly fine." My foot tuck back underneath my other leg so I was now sitting Indian style on the couch.

"Brat don't blame me for your stupidity." Excuse me! All right fine, I don't have to listen to this. I swing my legs over the edge of the couch walking passed him.

My knee grazed him as I brushed by. I wasn't prepared when I felt my arm tugged back down. My body falling rightly on top of him, my legs spread so his were between.

My eyes falls onto his lips, I bite mine wishing it were his. I can still remember the satin texture of them, but it was the taste, oh the taste. That's what I wish I remembered the most.

When I watched his form sulk through the halls of the building since then, I've wondered if he thought about it. If it kept him up at night, him trying to re-do the ending. I wanted to see what he had dreamed of, what would have happened if the sensed hadn't kicked in.

The heat between my thighs was obviously noticed by my captor, and he leaned in so our foreheads rested upon each other. His arm snaking behind pulling me tightly against him, so the beating of is heart could be felt in my chest.

His hand cups my cheek, brushing a few strands from their resting state. I can't control myself when I lean into the touch, whimpering longingly. My breaths are shaky and labored, his eyes amused at my position, an actual smile forming on my lips.

As the storm raged on in the ebony abyss of his eyes, I didn't hear the footsteps. I didn't hear the heart broken cry of our on looker. I did hear the shattering plate against the wall, and the knowledge come crashing down when I realized the way we had placed ourselves here.

The glaze the covered his once clear eyes, the rage. Before the fear kicked in, I felt disappointment…I had lost him again behind that wall.

I shook my head, lifting myself from him. I stumbled backwards, continuing to move until my back hit the wall, it wasn't far enough away.

He had stalked over to Bulma, he words unintelligible, but the tone was enough to make me fall to the ground in sorrow. Her hand rose in anticipation to strike, but he caught her wrist forcing it back to her side, her struggle useless against him. Her rage fueling the never ending tears. She screamed at him, cursing him all the while my body shaking uncontrollably.

I heard the smack and the silence afterwards, the sound of his shoes against the tile as he walked away. When I lifted my gaze to the woman I had betrayed, I found a pathetic site.

Her hair had fallen about her shoulders, shielding her pale face. Her red nails were concealed in her fist that was gripped so tight you could see the blood drain from them leaving them a ghostly white.

With her hair still parted over her face she spoke. "Stay away from him." My words were chocked, not sure if I had any right to respond. I had hurt her. The feeling of disgust and guilt that washed over me was unbearable.

Heels clicking against the ever frozen floor, I expected her to have left, only to hear her voice sound out in a finisher. "You'll save yourself from a world full of hurt."

(e.o.m.s)

The minutes passed in hour lengths. I could literally feel the world turn, the both of us never shifting. And then he said it.

"I'm sorry Pan." One streak, another, and then the flood; all the tears breaking to the surface.

His hand slid around my waist pulling me back against him in a familiar embrace. I raised my head my face lifted high to the sky so he couldn't see the tears, but as my body shook, I couldn't hide them anymore.

"I'm sorry." His face buried in the crook of my neck. And there we hovered wrapped up in each other, sorry for leaving the other, but to afraid to admit it, afraid of what it would mean.

Oh no, what's this?
A spider's web and I'm caught in the middle
So I turn to run
And thought of all the stupid things I've done

As the storm of emotions that raged within me calmed for consecutive minutes, I finally spoke. "How?"

I felt the shake of his head against my neck his, upswept soft spikes grazing my cheek, and I smiled. My hand lifting to touch them, they always amazed me at how pliable they were yet they defied gravity.

Who brought you back to me? Why?

His head finally rose from my shoulder and his arm released my waist, I couldn't help but miss the feeling and long for it back.

"Pan, what is going on?" I moved to face him and his midnight gaze. I could only shake my head, a few more tears choking me, my voice resisting its call to speak. He waited a few more minutes as I relaxed, the words coming out easier this time.

"I'm in-We're in the past."

"I can clearly see that." Well, it was much gentler than saying 'thanks for the info captain obvious.' I started again.

"Well, I traveled here after you died. You died."

His jaw clenched, not quite sure whether to be annoyed by the fact that apparently that wasn't true, or he thought it was strange as well. "Well, I'm not dead."

"I know that, but I remember…I remember." Here it comes again.

"Pan…" I know, I know. I have to calm down, but what am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to think? Here he is very much alive, after I let him go. I let you go.

"It's just…" His hand reached out, the palm cupping my cheek gently, his thumb brushing a tear from it. "What does it matter? We're here aren't we? Together, that's all that matters."

"Pan…"

"Look now that you're here and we have all the others, we can beat the androids and-"

"Pan…"

"Then the earth will be safe and we won't have to be frightened anymore. We can start over. Vegeta-"

"Pan!" I came back to earth with what was surly a strange look on my face. "Listen to yourself. We can't be here."

And oh, I never meant to cause you trouble
Oh, I never meant to do you wrong
And oh, well if I ever caused you trouble
Oh, no I never meant to do you harm

"Why not?" It made sense didn't it. Why couldn't he see that? We could go back to training finally living normal lives, free.

"You know why. Both of us can not continue to coexist in this reality." I shook my head refusing to listen to him, but part of me did, knowing it had to.

"What do you think is going to happen when you are born here Pan? Do you really think that two of you can live here? Do you really think that two of me can?" What was this? I couldn't believe I was hearing this. My heart was sinking quickly and all I did was continue to shake my head. My hair swayed back in forth, the wind helping it along.

"Why are you doing this?" I looked up scolding him. He stared at me as though I were throwing a tantrum. "You want to leave? Go ahead! Where are you going to go?" There was no change in his facial expression, his calmness only adding to my despair.

"This is all we have now Vegeta! And I can't do this without you, so you can either fuck off, or…please…" My heart thudded in my chest, its pace quickened by the heated argument. "Please…"

Oh no, I see
The spider's web and it's me in the middle
So I twist and turn
But here am I in my little bubble

"Pan…" I noticed the way his hand grasped his ribs. How saying my name caused him pain.

"Your hurt!" I closed the distance between, placing my hand on top of his motioning for him to move his so I could examine his wounds closer. He refused.

"Vegeta, you need to be healed, lets go to Capsule Corps. and heal you." He made no motion to move. Stubborn ass, nothing changes.

"Vegeta, please." Then there was the smirk gracing his princely features. A challenge. I could use one at the moment. "If you don't come willing, I'll have to take you by force."

"Really Onna, you think you could do that." It was spoken as a statement only solidifying the offer. Fine.

My left hand slid up his arm making sure to lift slowly, I watched as the flame flickered in his eyes. I smirked back, my eyebrow lifting as I reached his shoulder, my fingertips touching his neck. My body pulled in closer to his so my lips grazed his ear.

"You loose." My right fist connecting with his stomach causing him to double over onto me.

"That was a cheap shot Onna." His voice was raspy the smirk still present in it, and then he collapsed in my arms.

"God you're heavy."

Singing and oh,
I never meant to cause you trouble
And oh, I never meant to do you wrong
Singing and oh, well if I ever caused you trouble
Oh, no I never meant to do you harm