I am back. Sorry it took so long for me to update. I was a little busy with school, but I promise I will not stop this story. I hate it when authors do that and I will not. Just in case you guys start thinking that I will. I can't. I'm majoring in Creative Writing, so I can't give this up. It's too much fun for me. Thank you all that reviewed. I'm still not 100 percent sure where this story is going, but I'm like 93 percent sure. I know what I want, but as I've said before, I don't want the secret to be the main storyline. But if it is, it won't be too long of a sequel. I love you all and thank you for sticking with me.

Another thing. I know many of you are guessing that the secret is incestual (sp?). Well, truth be told, I have something to say about the last chapter regarding that, but if I did say it, then it would give some stuff away. So I won't say anything. If I can't find anything else to write about, then I will probably reveal it in the next two or three chapters. Maybe not. I love you all!!!

Chapter 5: Hiding From You

Have you ever tried to be honest? Honesty may be over-rated, but in the end it is the only thing holding the world together. There are enough lies that control the world, but it is the truth which weave the threads of life. The very foundation of existance. Honesty is not the easiest thing in the world to do. It means taking the fault and admitting you were wrong. It goes against all human nature as the honest person is the one that is always punished. Honesty can tear lives apart and force everything out of proportion. It is the lies that can hold a life together. But life has always been the biggest lie.

-From the Diary of Son, Pan

I sat in my seat before class began, trying to think of a way-any way- to tell Trunks. The truth needed to come out. But the truth was never easy. I had fought with myself the whole weekend trying to think of something to say to him. He had called me the day before wanting to hang-out, but I had declined making up some excuse of something that needed to be done. I knew that if I saw him, I would have the urge to tell him again; but I didn't know how. How do I tell the one I love something so personal? How do I tell him I made a mistake I wish I could take back? But I can't. It is over. It's been over for a long time, and yet it still haunts me. Even taking away the whole Uub thing, it was still a mistake. Perhaps if I had never left that party with Uub, Goten would have never had to make the decision for me. But then I would have never made it through that part of my life.

The bell rang as students entered the class. My lavender-headed fiancée was among them. As usual, he came over to sit next to me. I couldn't look at him and I knew that he knew there was something wrong. I had been avoiding him, and now I couldn't even look at him. I truly was dispicable. He tried to get my attention but I did everything I could to ignore him, and I thanked my lucky stars that day that our teacher chose at that moment to begin class.

The next hour was boring, as usual, but this time I actually paid attention. Or at least looked like I was paying attention. It fooled Trunks enough, but it didn't stop him from passing me notes all through class; all of which I tried to answer with as little words as possible. When the bell finally rang for class to let out, I tried to hury my way out, hoping he wouldn't catch up to me. I hoped, but I had failed.

He grabbed my arm just as I had made it to my locker and he spun me around to face him.With my eyes downcast, I didn't have to look into his gorgeous blue eyes. That was until, he grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him.

"What's wrong, Pan?" he asked me. His eyes showed true sincerity, and I knew he really wanted to know. He was really worried.

"It's nothing Trunks. Honestly." I tried, but failed.

"Pan, don't tell me it's nothing. I know something is bothering you. He dropped his arm from my chin and placed both around my waist, bringing me to him. "I love you, Pan. Why are you avoiding me?" I wrapped my arms around him, and although he were getting a few looks from the others in the hallway, neither of us noticed.

"Tell me what it is Pan, please." He kissed the top of my head as we faintly heard the bell ring. Those around us hurried off to class, and I desperately tried to do the same.

"Come on Trunks, we're gonna be late for class," I said as I tried to pull away from his grasp. He wouldn't let go. I tried to get away as I heard the late bell ring through the almost empty hallway.

"Pan, tell me what's wrong. Please!" Damn it. He was begging now.

"Trunks, we're late for class. Just let go." He grabbed me with both hands and held me still. He was looking straight into my eyes, making sure I couldn't look away. He was looking at me with so much concern and yet so much anger. He truly cared and I was just brushing him off because I was afraid.

"I-I-It's complicated," I finally said, not sure what else to say.

"Then explain it to me." Tears started to form in my eyes again but I wouldn't let him see that. I wasn't supposed to be an emotional person and yet crying was all I seemed to be doing lately. Damn my Saiyan pride.

"I want to explain it, Trunks. But it's hard to say."

"Why is it so difficult?"

"Because I don't want you to hate me," I said trying to be honest.

"Pan, I could never hate-"

"You two, over there!" A voice broke through our thoughts as we realized it was one of the staff members. "You two should be in class. Come with me to the office, now!" I sighed with relief. It was hard to tell him, and I had been spared. If he had finished that sentence, I would have believed him. And I would have told him everything, but then he truly would have hated me.

Thank you for reading, and please review!

Oh, and I do promise to have a lemon in this story. One between Trunks and Pan.