A/n: Hello everyone. I'm sorry about not updating in the longest time. I haven't been in the mood to write nor did I have any ideas for this story. Since I have some time off I decided to get to work since people have been asking me to update this story. So I hope you all enjoy it.

The tides change

Bulma looked down at her son and was relieved when she saw the instant change in her son's personality. He had finally broken through the darkness that had him imprisoned for so long. Bulma never thought he would be able to have a carefree life again after all the preparation his father put him through in order for him to become the future leader of his people. She smiled as she saw her son laughing for the first time in ten years. " This girl… she has the power to free my son from all the hardships he had to endure as a child. If anyone can heal the invisible wounds of his past, Pan can. Even now I can see an improvement, even something as simple as a laugh is significant. Pan must have inherited this ability to help others from her grandfather."

Trunks was sitting in his chair holding onto his sides laughing so hard. Pan frowned thinking he was still being a jerk, laughing at something like that. " That wasn't funny Trunks… sure laugh… be like that.." She hissed at him. Trunks fell on the floor and was just having a laughing fit, " I can't help it… it was just so funny… the look on your face… it was priceless." Pan growled slightly and turned around ignoring the laughing prince. She began to think back to what had happened to her.

Trunks was sitting in his chair and he was looking over the food that Pan had prepared from him… he opened everyone and began to think out loud about which one he should have first. He decided to go with the simplest dish, the rice balls. Pan reached down to take a sample of her own cooked beef stew, made with dinosaur meat and other delicious foods from her birth place. As she was about to lift up her spoon to take a taste a funny alien from jumped up onto her face. Pan let out a scream and feel backward, pouring the stew all over her. Her face turned a bright red when Trunks began to laugh. She was covered in stew not to mention she was now completely soaked after falling into the lake behind her. "Shut up you jerk!"

The young prince tried to catch his breath after a long laugh. Pan began ringing out her cloths, glaring at Trunks the whole time. "Why do you boys always have to laugh, not lending a hand, nothing?"

"You seemed like you were handling yourself well… come on it wasn't that bad Pan. But I'll tell you this whole thing made my day. I'm glad you came today Pan, I haven't had this much enjoyment in one day in so long, I don't even remember the last time I enjoyed myself this much."

Bulma continued to watch from her window as Vegeta walked into the room. Without turning around she greeted him, "Good afternoon Vegeta…If you are looking for Trunks he's outside. I'm glad you finally let up on him and you are starting to treat him better. I think that also has affected his relationship with Pan."

Vegeta's eyebrow rose in a bit of curiosity. The Saiyan leader walked over to the window and saw his son with a lightened expression on his face. He narrowed his eyes and Bulma began to sense he was getting angry again. Vegeta never approved of a carefree lifestyle, he always said it reminded him of that 'Clown Kakarot'. Bulma entangled her arms in her mates and looked up at him with a smile. "Listen Vegeta… I know you want Trunks to follow in your footsteps but I don't think that is how he should grow up. I've watched him for years and he is at his best when he is like this. Our son is a loyal boy and his true strength comes out when he wants to protect something. Just look at him…things are improving down there with them, there is no reason to spoil it. We should just support them and move this marriage along."

Vegeta huffed as he pulled away from his mate's grasp and walked over to the bed and laid down. "I didn't do it for him…I did it as a favor for… Kakarot. He convinced me to change my approach with him." Bulma smiled even more as she looked back out of the window and looked up at the sky. 'Goku, like always you find a way to help other people. You have been one of the only people to understand Vegeta and you are the only one who can get through to him and I'm glad you did. Thank you Goku.' Bulma walked back over to Vegeta and laid next to him, "It's all for the best Vegeta. Trust me on this, you won't end up regretting this… you may not admit it now but this is the right decision."

Vegeta's eyes snapped open wider as he heard his wife state that. He laughed to himself as he realized Goku said the exact same thing. Despite his only son not being exactly like he wished for things were working out and it seems as though the marriage he arranged was going to become true after all and in Vegeta's mind that was all that mattered at this point. "The tides have defiantly changed in this situation… and off course it's all your doing, Kakarot…"

Pan looked up at the sky and noticed that the hour was getting late. Trunks helped her pack her belongings. " You wouldn't mind if I escort you home would you?" Pan, who was not even facing Trunks, turned a beet red when she heard him ask that question. Her mind was racing and she pinched herself to see if it was all just a dream. 'I don't believe it, Trunks, he's being such a gentlemen, like the man I was always hoping for… things couldn't be going any better for me!' She began thinking.

Pan turned around, graciously taking the bag of stuff from Trunks, and smiled widely. " I wouldn't want to put you out or anything… but I would love to." Trunks nodded as he began walking beside her all the way back to her parent's house.

Videl was standing on the roof tending to the laundry and her eyes widened in shock when she saw the two of them walking up. She nearly down right fainted right there. She dropped the bag of paper clips she was holding and that got the attention of Gohan, who was sitting out in the kitchen with his tea. He rushed out to see what was wrong and then he smiled. "Well it looks like dad did it again… I don't know how but I'm glad he did it."

Gohan floated down to meet his daughter and future son in law. Trunks smiled as he approached, "Good evening Gohan." Pan ran over to her father and gave him a big hug. "Hello Papa!"

Gohan giggled to himself and rubbed Pan's hair. "Good too see you too sweetie… go say hello to your mother. I'm sure she will want to hear all about it." Pan nodded and went inside the house. Has Gohan was about to go inside Trunks addressed him again, " Gohan… I want to talk to you if we may." Gohan didn't know what to think of it but agreed walking a bit out of earshot.

Trunks leaned up against the house and looked directly into Gohan's eyes. "I wanted to thank you.. I don't know what you did, but I'm glad you did do something."

Gohan shook his head. "You shouldn't be thanking me. I barely did anything at all. I brought it up to my father and you know how he is. When he heard what was going on me decided to do something about it, wanting only the best for you two. So if you have to thank anyone, he's the person you should speak too."

"In any event I must say things have gotten easier on me and at long last I'm able to enjoy myself again. I feel so much more free then I was and I think things will work out between us. The tide of this marriage has defiantly changed and now I don't have any concerns at all." Trunks began walking off but before he was too far away, "By the way, Pan is an excellent cook. You guys taught her well and I noticed, as I'm sure you have as well, Pan is one of the only people who can help me, and I feel better already."

Gohan watched as one of his closest friends took off. A bright smile overcame his face, "Things are turning out for the better and this is all because of you father…"

As Pan was cleaning up the dishes she heard a familiar voice enter the room, " How's my favorite grand daughter in the world?"

Her eyes widened in surprise and she spun around to see her grandfather standing there. Tears of joy began to roll down her face; she threw down the plastic container and ran over to him. "WELCOME HOME GRANDPA!"

To be continued…

Looks like things are improving for Pan and Trunks. Will things continue to go smoothly for them or will they fall apart once again? Find out next time.

Trunks and goten