Disclaimer:

Sadly I do not hold any rites over Dragonball, Dragonball Z or Dragonball GT (all movies included) they all regrettably belong to Akira Toriyama-sensei. If I did have the rites, I would own more manga. Among other things. I own nothing! Except a nifty Batman action figure…I love Christmas…Joyeux Noël et bonne année!

A word from an Angel:

OK, this is beyond sad. I updated this story in May. Argh, its official I suck at updating. I worked like crazy over the summer and then BAM! University started and the craziness began. And to think I used to lament over organic chemistry. To answer my last question, I did not grow up.

Paris makes her debut, any coupling you'd like to see her with. I know she appeared in the anime only and her role was small…well very small. I just want to remain canon with the characters at least and not be branded a marysuer. The story is already OOC. But hey. The last time I watched DB was two years ago, and that was when my sister wasn't there to laugh at me. Such a cruel girl, to think I was the one to tell her about FullMetal Panic! and Saiyuki.

That brings me to another problem, I need a beta. Someone to read my work and has some knowledge, well more than me, of DBZ characters. That and my sister has no inkling to read anything to do with DBZ. I guess I should write some Harry Potter fanfiction for her… Anyway, if anyone is interested tell me and leave your email. Who knows, you could be the crucial decision maker on whether Pan meets Trunks sooner…I kid. Really, I do. That and for the longest time I have been writing a story, one my sister actually reads…gasp, I know.

P.S. School takes up a lot of time.

P.P.S. I do pretty well for a person with only four DB manga! And if I don't it's cause I only have that many.

Much Appreciated Thanks to:

I want to say thanks to everyone. I mean you all have been super patient. I have even got some new fans. And like that weird movie, while I was gone, this new fangled communities things started. I don't understand the idea but it sounds spiff. And I am proud and surprised that I am a part of two of them. Much thanks to all the gang at the Eternal Love: Trunks & Pan community (Wings of Marvel, DbXconfessional, pakku, rain-on-my-soul, RemaraofRathausak and Wind-Guardian) and at the Ladybugg's lair of love …TP style (ladybugg and Amon's Angel of the Darkness). You really like me!

I want to say thanks to everyone. I mean you all have been super patient. I have even got some new fans. And like that weird movie, while I was gone, this new fangled communities things started. I don't understand the idea but it sounds spiff. And I am proud and surprised that I am a part of two of them. Much thanks to all the gang at the Eternal Love: Trunks & Pan community (, l, and ) and at the Ladybugg's lair of love …TP style ( and ). You really like me!

Shout out to:

gohanslover: I clearly have given you the most near death experiences for not updating. Thanks for the constant support.

kim: Thanks.

Crecy: Cool you say? Well ain't that spiffy. )

professionaldooropener: For five minutes, I was a professional door opener. That was until I realised that I had a basketball game to play. Awesome possum.

xellacard: A returning fan! I shall drink an iced tea in your honour. I must mark it on my calendar. I made a favourite's list. My spine tingles. Thanks a bunch.

SlvrKitsune2004: Independence Day was a good movie. Well, I did like the whole aspect of Will Smith with his shirt off. I won't take on anymore projects though…I can barely finish the ones I have. Differently how? Another pocky fan, awesome.

Kecroket1: Thanks. I will.

Skyflame2: Another dream…an idea…hmmm…

Astra: Intriguing, ace.

v son sayain: True Pan does not know that she is a saiyan, neither does Goku. Trunks and co. do cause problems. Pan will not believe him. Any life would be simpler if the manga and the show coincided. Will she go with him? Dunno…well I do…do I?

kitty-jinxx: Yay procrastinator!

Raven Kitsune: Thanks dude. )

Trunksmybaby: I try. And another favourite's list! Ace.

Syaofan: Dunno about ASAP…I'll try.

Artmis Cangee and Teo: You reviewed more than once and that's special. You both also write awesome Inuyasha fanfics.

Bunny Sailor Moon: You also reviewed more than once! I can't get over that… Your fics are awesome.

Hikaru8: Moi? Talented? For a science geek like me that's music to my ears…

All those anonymous people (or person): Thanks!

Phoe: I do need more Trunks. )

siren7 & skye atreides: Favourites! I made favourites!

And all those I forgot and everyone else! Woot! I updated…must be a full moon.

Chapter five: Hello Goodbye a.k.a. You smell like coffee

The physics lab was a wash. Something about using the centrifugal force of a washing machine to find out the rotation of a carnival ride. Pan was hoping for a pass, it would help if Marron wasn't the poster girl for physics. Why couldn't she have the mother who was a physicist? Then again, she doubted that she'd like to live in a house with Marron's mom even if her father was a really nice guy. The fact that Marron's mother's nickname was a number was disturbing enough.

"Wow, that was easy. I thought that when Dr. Gero added the coefficient for kinetic friction that it would be impossible but you simply had to take the derivative," said Marron as they both walked from Annex B towards one of the many campus cafeterias. "Eh, Pan?"

The fact that Pan was walking was a feat in itself. She felt like curling up in a ball and sleeping for a hundred years. That or being sick. Tests usually have that effect on her, so did lack of sleep. Yet she was getting that familiar nauseous feeling, the one someone, usually a student, gets when they realised that they have failed so badly since everyone around them got a different answer. Like when you put down B for question 2 only to find out that everyone else put C. Yep, Pan's day wasn't looking so good.

"If you say one more thing, I swear, no amount of friendship will stop me," grumbled Pan.

Marron's response or gloating if you were Pan was stalled when Paris greeted them. Paris was their artsy friend. All science people have them. They're the ones that can't be bothered by calculus but for some reason find Mesopotamian farming fascinating. These friends are also the ones that drag you to see movies you would never pay to see. Paris was one of a kind. She also believed that aliens existed. On that note, she was the only university student at Black Star University who had a curfew.

"Hi Pan. Hi Marron. Guess what?"

"Martians have finally landed?" laughed Marron.

"No, that happened in Roswell in the 50s. Don't you remember my expose for the paper?" replied Paris.

"How could we forget, you made us stand in a field every Saturday night of junior year," glared Pan clearly not in the mood for small talk but for an iced mocha.

"Research. And it's not like you had anything better to do."

"Sleep would have been nice," said Pan dryly.

"The point Paris?" asked Marron who also didn't want to continue to stand in the quad for her break.

"Huh? Oh yes, someone committed suicide, jumped right off of Annex C. Or that's what the security guard says. Apparently they vanished."

"Vanished? Maybe he has been drinking on the job," said Marron.

"Suicide? Finals haven't even started. Jumped the gun then. And as fascinating as this is, coffee beckons," replied Pan skeptically as she walked towards the smell of coffee.

"What's up with her?" asked Paris.

"She hasn't slept for a couple of days," replied Marron as she and Paris followed Pan. "And is going the wrong way. Pan, wait up, the coffee is that way!"

The smell that she came across could only be described as coffee, really good coffee. Coffee that promised warmth, rest and piece of mind. It reminded her of a lazy summer when the heat was just right and the sky was blue. Her eyes drifted closed as she followed that smell.
Marron and Paris watched in horror, like someone watching a train wreck, gruesome but unable to look away, as Pan walked with her eyes closed on a crash course to rather good looking guy with purple hair.
The smell was getting stronger until she hit a wall. Funny walls generally didn't move. Or talk for that matter, and only in her uncle's case, fall down.

"Mind getting off me? Again?" said a rough voice.

Still under the hazy smell of coffee, Pan groaned. "You smell like coffee." And she burrowed deeper into the wall.

Marron looked like she was going to go into shock, either that or die. Her tomboy friend was sprawled across the guy and snuggling into him. Snuggling. Looking at Paris to see if she wasn't in some deluded dream where it only rained every Wednesday, she was met with a look of equal horror. Shaking it off, she ran towards Pan to save her from further embarrassment.
'Coffee? What was coffee? And why wasn't the earthling getting of him? He had been minding his own business trying to contact his errant sister and probably save Uub when this female crashed into him. And it was the same one from this morning. She smelt like oranges and vanilla. An odd but pleasant combination. Was she purring? He was the first prince of Vegeta-sei! No one but his beloved should be purring on top of him. Could it be? Maybe…'
"I am so sorry! Come on, Pan. Coffee is that way…" said Marron with the help of Paris was pulling Pan off the handsome guy.

"No, coffee is here…" moaned Pan resisting her friends.

"We really are sorry, she hasn't been sleeping much. Exams and all. Come on, Pan," grimaced Paris as she yanked Pan up and began force marching her towards the cafeteria.

"Sorry!" they chorused again leaving him in shock as the continued their weird frog march. He was about to follow when someone looked down on him.

"Napping brother? What a weird spot. Do earthlings commonly lie on the sidewalk?"

"No, I mean, I think I found her!" he sprang up and looked around only to find no trace of her or her bizarre friends.

"Really? Where?"

"She's gone. And it's your fault," said Trunks as he grabbed his head in frustration and sat back down.

"Don't play the blame game with me brother. I'm sure you'll find her again," replied Bra looking around.

"Bra?"

"Yes brother?"

"What's coffee?"

To be continued…
Okay this chapter was rushed…weird but true, not my best…but Trunks and Pan were there.
Typos aren't my fault. Honest.