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A/N: Please read and review for "In a World of Fear"!!

Don't Say I'm Out of Touch

When Pan came back down after her shower, she found that the kitchen was clean and the breakfast was set nicely on the table.

"Hey, Pan," Bulma said. "Come and have some breakfast." She grabbed the girl a plate and plopped it down on the table.

"Hi, Pan," Trunks took note of her presence. He gave her a weak smile. Pan fidgeted under his gaze.

"Where's Vegeta?" Pan asked sitting down across from Trunks.

"Gravity room," Bulma answered.

"Is he still angry?"

"Don't worry about him."

"How can you be so calm, Bulma-san?"

"Corporate Executives are great at putting on facades," Trunks answered for his mother.

"But your eyes give your emotions away," Pan noted Trunks and Bulma's forlorn looks.

"Eyes are the windows to one's soul," Trunks responded. She stared at him wide-eyed as he gazed into her eyes. Bulma noticed Pan and Trunks looking at each other, seemingly getting lost in one another's eyes. She began to smile mischievously, much like Pan before she attacked Trunks with the pancakes.

"You two just can't keep your eyes off each other. You must really like each other," Bulma smiled. Trunks and Pan broke their eye contact and blushed.

"Ummm... So, mom, did you contact the others?" Trunks asked attempting to change the subject.

"Oh, fine, ruin my fun teasing you two. Yes, I did. They said they'd be here around two o'clock-ish."

"What do we do until then?" Pan asked.

"You two should go rest or have some fun. Something tells me that this isn't going to be an easy battle," Bulma responded. Trunks came behind Pan and put his hand on her shoulder.

"Let's go out," Trunks said. "We'll hang out like old times." He led her to the front door leaving his mother to finish breakfast. "Bye, kaa- san."

"What did we do to deserve this?" Bulma asked herself as she watched the two walk out the door.

"What do you want to do?" Trunks said breaking the silence in the air car.

"Let's go to the park," Pan grinned.

"The weeping willows near the lake?" Trunks questioned. Pan nodded vigorously. "I should have known." Trunks smiled. That had been their spot ever since he took Pan there when she was little.

The car ride there was unusually quiet. Trunks looked over at Pan and found her staring out the windshield with a glazed expression. She looked like she was deep in thought.

"Pan?" he asked the girl, while placing a hand on her arm. The sudden noise startled her, and she jumped. "A little jumpy today, are we?" Trunks asked noticing her tenseness.

"Yeah, a little," Pan confessed quietly.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Do you think we're strong enough to win?" Pan sighed.

"What kind of question is that, Pan?"

"An uncertain one."

Trunks stopped the car in front of the park and opened the door. He went around the car and opened Pan's door as well. He took her hand and led her down to the willows around the lake. Pan sat down with her back resting up against a willow tree. Trunks sat down next to her.

"I had a dream last night," Pan said breaking the silence.

"I kind of figured," Trunks said. "You woke up kind of upset and distraught. Do you mind sharing?"

Pan looked up at him and said, "It was a dream that showed many outcomes of my life. And..."

"And what?"

"All the images included you in one way or another," she said, blushing.

It was Trunks' turn to look down at her with a bit of shock in his eyes.

"M...meaning what exactly," he stumbled over his words.

"They showed..." Pan was cut off by Trunks' phone ringing.

"Hold on one second," Trunks said to Pan. He then turned his attention to his phone. "Hello. Oh, hi.... They did.... Okay, we'll be there." He hung up.

"Seems like the gang couldn't wait very long. They all came early. My mom wants us back."

"Okay," Pan mumbled.

As the two entered the Capsule Corp. Compound, Videl ran up to Pan.

"Hey, Pan," Videl said. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay," she replied. "Where are the others?"

"They're all in the other room talking to Bulma about what happened," her mother responded. "Would you two like to join us?"

"Okay," Trunks said. The three of them walked into the other room.

"Pan! You're okay!" Gohan exclaimed hugging his daughter. "Did they hurt you?"

"Tou-san, I'm fine," Pan responded. "We better get ready for the battle."

"I don't think we're going to have a lot of time," Trunks said looking around at the rest of the Z-gang.

"What do you mean?" Goten asked his best friend.

"I don't think they want us to train hard enough. They want to take us down, and they want to take us down now," Trunks answered.

"Then we better get started," Oob said.

"Do your best, you guys," Marron responded.

The younger generation of fighter's and Vegeta began their training. Their training lasted for two days, until the day Vegeta burst out of the gravity room.

"It's time," he said, looking up to the sky.

A/N: And that is where I leave you guys for now. I'm sorry I didn't go in depth with the training. I just got too lazy... and I'm not really supposed to be on right now. I'm supposed to be cleaning...

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coolkitty2: I'm glad you like this fic. I updated "In a World of Fear" as you know. Hehe. No, I'm trying my hardest not to abandon these stories. I don't want to disappoint now, do I? You are one of my best reviewers, and I thank you for that. Keep up with your stories as well.

ladybugg: I'm sorry if I took too long with this chapter. I just got out of school last week, and I'm still trying to calm down...

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