Disfigured

Written by Ladybugg

Author's Notes: Hey I know I haven't been writing in months...um...ok...years, but this was something that I just had to write. But fear not, I am working on all of my other stories. Anyways I hope you enjoy this one. Let me know what you think. I hate my new keyboard by the way, which was another reason why I haven't updated in so long...plus I'm soo lazy. Oh yeah ignore any misspellings. I'm 31 now, and I am getting old. So please forgive me since I have Alzheimer's...um however that's spelled. See I told you. Anyways enjoy.

Ages:

Trunks: 40

Pan:26

Goten:39

Bra:27

Marron: 38

Uub:38

The parents are gonna be old...eh who cares about the ancient ones.

Blood and Roses

Chapter 1

( Beauty is only skin deep, but true beauty comes from within.)

Pan Son

Heavy raindrops fell unmercifully, as lightening danced it's way across the sky. The storm had appeared from out of nowhere, and it was unrelenting in it's descent. For the weather to be as bad as it was, it was an unusually beautiful day. Who could know that such a beautiful day could turn out to be so ugly. For this night was a night of great tragedy and peril, and it all started with this surprising storm...

Monday June 5, 2000

(Pan's POV)

The party was in full swing, as I sat back and watched my family and friends. The party was held for Trunks Vegeta Briefs, to celebrate his engagement to one of my best friends Marron Chestnut. Trunks and Marron had been dating for years, and he had finally popped the question to his beloved. I was happy for them both, because they both deserved to be happy. To say that I didn't love Trunks would be a lie. He always had a special place in my heart, but when he begun dating Marron I had to let my feelings for him go. To let him go was one of the hardest things that I ever had to do in my life, but it was something that needed to be done.

So I feigned happiness so that no one could tell that I was really hurting inside. My life up until this point had been filled with nothing but lies. I lied to my family, friends, the man I loved, but most importantly I lied to myself. I told myself that no matter what, I'd be able to live without Trunks Vegeta Briefs in my life. Now the day was here where he pledged his life and heart to another, and there wasn't one thing that I could do to change that.

I just want the best for him, and I know that Marron will provide that for him. I see how she looks at him, and I know that she's in love as well. Sometimes I wished that I was her. I wished that I could captivate Trunks's heart like her, but I would never be pretty enough to catch his heart. You'll never know how much having that knowledge hurts, but still I wish him nothing but the best even if I'm not it. That's how much I love him.

I continued to watch the happy couple on the dance floor, both in their matching outfits. Dende please don't ever let me get that mushy. I don't think that I would be able to handle that, but in it's own perverse way it was kinda cute. I couldn't help but smile at the thought, as I slowly stood up from my seat. I smoothed out the wrinkles in my dress, and I made my way over towards Trunks and Marron.

It had gotten unbelievably late, and I wanted to head home before the storm got even worser than it already was. Unfortunately my parent's had already left the party earlier when it had just begun raining, but I decided to stay longer just so that I could look at what I could never have. I must be a glutton for punishment, and right now I'm chastising myself because of it.

I inched my way up to Trunks and Marron, and I quietly waited behind them until they noticed me. Marron jumped a little in surprise when she turned around, and Trunks turned around with a huge smile plastered all over his face. Why couldn't I have made him this happy I wondered.

"Panny, what are you trying to do scare us half to death?" Marron said placing a hand on her racing heart.

"Sorry about that. I just wanted to tell you guys congratulations once more before I go."

"You're about to go out in all this rain?" Trunks said.

His eyes had nearly popped out of his head when he said that, and I couldn't help the small chuckled that escaped my lips.

"It's just rain Trunks. I'll dry off eventually, besides I have to go home and grade some papers."

"Why don't you stay here? Those papers can wait."

"I wish I could, but I need have those test graded by tomorrow. I have 32 seniors that are anxiously waiting to see if they passed their mid-terms."

"I still can't believe you're a teacher." Marron said.

"Yeah. I always thought that you would have your own dojo or something." Trunks blurted out.

He plopped down in a nearby seat, and peeked up at me from behind the curtains of his hair. His smirk sent shivers down my spine, and I had to literally remind myself that Marron was standing right next to me. My heart was caught somewhere in my throat, as I fumbled for the words to say. Man did he have to be so friggin sexy?

"I...um...hey! Just for your information, I happen to like teaching."

"Yeah I know that, but I just thought that you would spend your life teaching karate or something." Trunks said as he folded his arms across his chest.

"Maybe one day, but for now I'm content with molding young minds any way I see fit."

"Now that's a disturbing thought." Marron said.

"What's even more disturbing is the fact that you want to go out in this rain." Trunks said as he shifted nervously in his chair.

"It'll be better if I leave, besides I know that you two want to spend some time alone. You've been having guest in your house all day, and I'm certain that you're sick and tired of seeing us."

(Especially me) I added on silently.

"Baloney!" Trunks shouted with his bad impression of a British local.

"I'll never get tired of you Panny, and you know it."Trunks continued.

"You see that Mar, and he wonders why I hate him!"

"What! What I do?" Trunks asked innocently.

"You know what you did B.B.B."

"B.B.B. What's that mean?" Marron asked.

"It's Trunks's nick name. Boxer Boy Briefs.

"Oh that's it Panty Liners."

"Purple haired fairy."

"Pots and Pan's"

"Bratty Briefs."

"Putrid Pansy."

"Kids...kids settle down." Marron interrupted.

"Bad breath Briefs." I added on for good measure.

I smirked inwardly when I saw the frown on Trunks's face. I knew then that I had won that verbal sparring. I rarely if ever lose one of those fights, and Trunks knew it. I guess that was why he had such an sour expression on his face. He looked so adorable, that I had to bend down and give him a sweet kiss on the cheeks.

"Aw I'm just playing with you Briefs. You know that I still love you though right?"

"Huh. You sure have a strange way of showing it." Trunks said moodily.

"Look I better go before this storm gets out of hand."

"Let me take you home." Marron said.

"No I think it'll be better if I fly."

"What! You can't be serious Pan. You'll catch pneumonia out there in all that rain. I'm with Mar here, let us drive you home." Trunks said.

He stood from his chair, and walked closer to Pan, with a stern look on his face.

"No it'll be better if..."

"I'm not going to take no for answer Miss. Son. Besides there's 32 seniors that are anxiously awaiting their grades from their mid-terms, and if you're sick you won't be able to grade them. Now am I right or wrong?"

Trunks had that look of triumph victory written all over his face, and I just wanted to bash that little adorable face to bits.

"Well yeah, but..."

"No but's. Go grab your coat, and we'll take you home."

"Trunks..."

"Ah ah ah. No arguments. Now get your coat before I decide to charge you for gas and mileage girl."

"Mar?" I turned to Marron hoping against hope that she would be on my side.

"Nope. I'm with my honey on this one. Go get your coat."

Feeling defeated and teamed up against, I went to retrieve my coat from the coat rack. Once I had my coat on I returned to where the engaged couple waited. I looked up at Trunks, and tried to plead my case once more, but he wasn't having it. He looked down at me with a scowl plastered all over his face, and then he took his umbrella and bopped me over the head.

"Will you stop it! We're taking you home, and that's the bottom line because Trunks Vegeta Briefs said so!"

"You are such a dork."

"Hey! Don't be talking about my man like that, or it's going to be on!"Marron said as she balled up her fist to play slap boxing with me.

After our little mini sparring, I grabbed the umbrella out of Trunks hand and ran. He chased me down the hallway, and we stopped short once we came to the door. Trunks then pushed my shoulder into the wall, and grabbed the umbrella out of my hand with his other free hand. He stared into my eyes, and neither one of us said a thing. The only sounds that could be heard, was the sound of our breathing.What was going on?

"I haven't done that in years." Trunks panted.

"What? Running? I told you that you needed the exercise old man."

"Nope I wasn't talking about that Miss. Son."

"Well what were you talking about old man?"

"I was talking about this."

At the same time that he said "this" he bopped me on the head with the umbrella again. This time he hit me harder, and I had to blink away the tears before they fell.

"That's it dirty brown Briefs, it's on now boy!"

We started sparring in the hallway, and then started knocking over pictures. We knew that we had gotten a little carried away when Marron came running down the hallway with a look of sheer panic on her face.

"RUN! OPEN THE DOOR, AND GET OUT OF HERE!"

"Why? What's up hon?" Trunks said as he held me in a head lock.

"YOUR PARENTS ARE COMING, AND BOY ARE THEY MAD! DON'T JUST STAND THERE, OPEN THAT FRIGGIN DOOR!"

We all bolted out of that room, as if we had fire on our heels. We ran to the car, and we all got into our normal seats. Trunks was the driver, and Marron was in the front passenger seat. I was sitting in the back seat, trying to close the door, when Trunks suddenly pressed on the gas and sped away. I was able to get the door closed after a few failed attempts, but I eventually was able to close it.

After awhile I tried to get my wet bangs out of my eyes, when I noticed that Trunks was staring at me through the rear view mirror.

"Watch the road Briefs. I know that I'm cute and all, but there's no need to stare."

There goes that scowl again. I swear that he looks just like his dad when he does that.

"Yeah you're about as cute as pus filled tumor you nerd." Trunks said.

"Lavender headed louse."

"Panty pooper."

"Trunks...twerp."

"And you're suppose to be a teacher? Shea right."

"Shut up Trunks, besides you know you love me."

"Just as much as love a hole in my head."

I ignored the last comment as I tried to make sense of my now ruined hairstyle.

"You really shouldn't worry so much about your looks Panny. You look fine, besides you're just going home."

"Still I hate looking like I'm a drowned rat."

"Hey you said it not me." Trunks smirked up at me.

"You must like getting beat down Trunks."

"Only by my future wife."

"Ewww. I really didn't need to hear that."

"Yeah she really didn't need to hear that." Marron repeated.

Soon the car was filled with silence, and the only sounds heard was the drumming of rain falling on top of the car. The rain began to fall down harder, and everyone was silent so that Trunks could concentrate. Suddenly everything changed. The car was filled with the sounds of muffled screams, and metal being crushed to bits. The taste of blood filled my mouth, as a searing pain engulfed my stomach The pain was unbearable, and I shouted out to Trunks to let him know that I was hurt. Still my mind couldn't process any other thoughts other than that of pain. The car was spinning out of control, and soon the car hit an old tree. The collision sent me flying out of the back seat, and into the front seat. I was literally sitting in Marron's lap, and I tried my best to move. The pain was unbearable, and was unlike anything I had ever felt before. I was in extreme pain, but my pain increased ten-fold when I noticed that Trunks appeared to be worse off than I was.

His face was torn to shreds, and blood was matted in his hair. There was also a heavy tree branch that had went through the windshield, and was now lodged into his shoulder and lower jaw. I swallowed the bile that was stuck in my throat, and I screamed. I couldn't bear to see him that way, and so I turned away from him. This action caused my eyes to turn towards Marron. She was just as bad as Trunks, and I tried to access the damaged done to her.

The passenger door was smashed in towards her, and I saw blood covering her outfit. I slowly got out of her lap, and crawled out of the shattered passenger window. I hobbled around to the driver's side of the car. I opened the driver's side door, and I had to pause when I noticed how extensive Trunks injuries were. I formed a kai ball,and blasted it into the middle section of the tree. I didn't want to remove the entire tree bark from Trunks body, out of fear that he would bleed to death. Once the tree was severed in half, I gently pulled on Trunks arm. He slid out of the car effortlessly, but he was not as light as I expected him to be. Therefore, when I pulled him from the car he landed on the ground with a sickening thud. Blood pooled around his body, and I quickly picked him up from the ground.

Just as I was attempting to perform the instant transmission, I heard a soft moan coming from the passenger side of the car. I looked into the car to see Marron attempting to sit up. Blood spilled from out of her mouth, but she attempted to talk nonetheless.

"Please help me."

"I'll be right back Mar. I need to get Trunks to C.C. I'll be back for you soon. I promise."

"Don't leave me Pan...please. I'm scared."

"I'll be right back Mar. I promise. Just let me I.T. out of here, and I'll come back for you. Just hold on O.K."

"Hurry...I don't know...how...long..."

"Shh Mar. Save your energy. I'll be back soon."

I placed two fingers on my forehead and soon found myself in the C.C.'s main foyer. Before I could scream, Vegeta burst in the room like a wild man. He immediately grabbed Trunks out of my hands, and took him towards the rejuvenation tanks. I kneeled over in pain, and wanted to give in to the pain. However the thought of Marron being alone and scared prompted me to I.T. back to the accident site.

Once there I raced towards the passenger side door, and then I checked up on Marron. She was unconscious, and for a brief second I was relieved. I was relieved because I didn't want her to suffer any more than necessary. I knew that I would have to open the car door as quickly as I could. She had a sharp piece of metal that was lodged in her side, and once I opened the door the metal would dislodge therefore causing Marron more pain than what she was already experiencing.

So without hesitating I opened the car door, and then doubled over in pain. Unfortunately I was hurt more than I thought I was. To make matters even worse, Marron was still connect to the metal door frame. I tried pulling the door, but Marron wouldn't budge. My vision started getting hazy, but I had to keep trying. I had to try for Marron and Trunks. So I pulled that door as much as I could, until my vision faded out on me. Darkness hovered around me, and I welcomed it's dark nest when I felt a pair of strong arms around me. The only thought that I had in my head was that Trunks had come back for me, and I loved him for that.

June 5, 2005

(Pan's POV)

Five years ago. That was five years ago, and you wouldn't believe how much things have changed. Five years ago I was in a car accident, that was so severe that I now walk with a limp. I have a hideous scar that runs down from my right shoulder all the way down to my thigh. I can not use my right hand at all, and I found out that I would never be able to have kids.

My best friend Marron...well she didn't make it. Her injuries were too extensive. In my race to protect the man I loved, I had forgotten that Mar was only human. She should've been the one I took to C.C. first, but I overlooked her to save Trunks. I hate myself more than you could ever know because of that.

Speaking of Trunks...well I haven't seen him in five years. He has locked himself up in his room, and he hasn't been down since. No one has seen him, not even his own sister. I don't know if he's just wallowing in his own self pity, or if there was something more. The last time I saw Trunks in the flesh was at Mar's funeral, and even then he was covered from head to toe in bandages. I miss him. Heck, I miss Marron too. I can't help but to think that this is all my fault. If I had went home with my parents, Mar would still be alive, and I would get to see Trunks.

Sometimes I can still hear there screams, and even feel that same old pain of being opened up by a chunk of spinning metal. Man things used to be so simple back in the old days. You get banged up, and all you needed was a sensu bean to get healed right up. Then there was the Dragonballs. You could make a wish on them, and then everything could simply be erased. The days of things being simple were long gone. As far as the Dragonballs were concerned, there were no more. The Dragonballs disappeared when my Grampa merged with the Shenron Dragon. As for the sensu beans, those were gone as well. That darn cat decided that there would be no more use for the sensu beans, because the threat of Baby was no more.

Therefore when we had the accident, there was nothing we could do to heal fast. Well of course there was the rejuvenation tank which Trunks and I used, but still that machine didn't remove the scars that covered my body. It just healed the open wounds. I wonder if Trunks has any scars, even though I'm sure he does. I just don't know to what extent his injuries were.

I think I should go and see him today. Five years is too long to be hiding in seclusion, and I need to talk to him. I need to know if he blames me for all that has happened, but most importantly I need to know if he could ever forgive me.

I'm staring out of my window looking at my beautiful rosebush, all the while I'm trying to gather courage to make it through. I need a miracle, and I'm hoping that I will eventually find one. Right now Vegeta, and my Dad are traveling to Namek. They're hoping that the new Kami can create a new set of Dragonballs, but I still think that's asking for too much. They have yet to come back home, and I have now a new worry to be concerned with. They too have been gone for five years, and I wonder if they are all right.

I think the only thing that we can do is move on, but I can't do that if Trunks is not right there by my side. Therefore I need to be his shelter from the storm, and I definitely need to be there for him. I haven't been there for him in a long time. So he can avoid my calls, and lock me out of his room. I will talk to him today, and I will see his beautiful face once again if that's the last thing I do.