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Chapter 10

Trunks was pulled from unconsciousness by the throbbing in his skull. He felt the soft bed under his form and as he turned he groaned as the pain came in waves through his head.

"Trunks!" The yelling of his mother was intensified by ten times and he squinted, putting his hands to his damaged head.

"Do you have to scream!?" He asked through clenched teeth. He opened his eyes fully to find several faces staring over him, concerned stares on each of them.

"We were so worried." She said a little softer, smoothing down his ruffled lavender hair. He cracked a smile at her but only for a brief second. "What happened to me?" He asked.

"You mean you don't remember?" Goten had made his way to the foot of his bed. Trunks shook his head softly. "You fell from the sky and hit your head on a rock." Goten said.

There was a coughed "Weakling." behind them and the sound of a loud slap at the back the head. "Woman I swear if we were on Vegeta-sei…" but Vegeta didn't have time to finish before there was another slap. "Dammit I'm tired of you abusing me." And the melodramatic prince stomped from the room.

After the show everyone turned their attention back to Trunks who was finding it very hard to control himself from laughing. He looked at all the faces, searching for a particular one. 'Goten, Chi-Chi, Bra, Mom, and Dad just left…' Trunks thought. Then it hit him, "Where's Pan?"

"We were hoping you knew." Bra spoke up.

"Shit," He said his memory coming back full force, "I gotta go."

"Trunks you're not well yet, you have to stay here." His mother called as he focused enough to make his way up the stairs.

'I'm fine. I need to go find Pan." He said exasperated, his breathing heavy as he climbed the stairs with throbbing in his every step.

"At least let me help you." Goten called out as he climbed the same steps with ease.

Trunks stopped for a second against a wall and sighed. His energy was too low and couldn't do this on his own. "Fine, let's go."

"Where are we going?"

Trunks looked at Goten dumbly then groaned sliding to the bottom of the wall and laid his head gently against it even though he was seconds away from banging his brains out. Why hadn't he asked himself this question before? He had no leads and no direction to fly whatsoever.

"What happened to her?" Goten tried again after getting no response.

"Her ex-boyfriend came back…and flew away with her." Trunks knew it sounded pretty stupid. I mean Saiyans, besides the birds, were the only beings known to fly right?

"So you're saying he's a Saiyan?" Goten asked looming over his appeared to be broken figure.

"His ki wasn't high enough." Trunks thought back hard, the waves of pain hitting again.

"So what is he?" Bra and Bulma cut in at the same time from the bottom of the steps.

"I don't know. All I know is that he took Pan and I have to get her back. I vowed to protect her and that's what I plan to do."

Trunks stood now with miraculous strength, clear death written on his face. He took out through the nearest window, Goten trailing behind at top speed.

Pan and Jeremiah

Pan had given up on escaping all together. It wasn't something that she did normally but the chains were just too tight. She felt like a complete failure.

Jeremiah had seemed pretty pissed off after the argument and she really didn't talk to him, she didn't want to fuel the fire. She was kind of angry though, he wasn't the one tied down unwillingly in a chair by chains that weighed more than his body.

Her stomach rumbled and she cursed her Saiyan appetite. She was hoping that she would have gotten out by the time this had happened but looking down at the chains it was obvious she was pretty stuck.

Jeremiah just so happened to be walking by when her stomach decided to betray her and he looked up at her with a smirk. She smiled innocently and he walked to her maliciously resting his hands on her armrest and his face mere inches from hers.

"Is somebody hungry?" He asked seductively.

She raised an eyebrow at his suggestive tone and simply replied, "Not for what you want." There was no emotion behind it whatsoever, just a simple statement. She just wasn't in the mood and wasn't about to waste more needed energy on him.

He stood up straight and crossed his arms, "What do you want to eat then?"

"I don't care, just bring me food."

"Thanks for being so picky." He called behind him and walked into the kitchen. She heard him rumbling around through cabinets and the microwave go off before he finally came back.

He had brought her a microwavable dinner and sat a stool in front of her taking a seat and placing the hot tray on his lap cutting away furiously.

She eyed the food disgustingly then looked back up at him. "That's all you could come up with?"

"I never was the one to cook remember?" He reminded her.

She thought back on the time when he had tried to bake a chicken for their two month anniversary. It was the funniest sight to walk in the door and see nothing but a burning chicken and your boyfriend blowing on it with all the breath he could muster and waving his hands frantically to supply air. Pan was on the floor dieing, did he not know that giving the fire oxygen would make it bigger? Her thoughts were tested as the flames grew huge and he let out a girlish scream. Apparently he didn't know he had to take out the insides first. After extinguishing the chicken and ordering take out, excluding the blow and hand job jokes, they had had a pretty good night.

Despite herself she chuckled and nodded her head. She took a glance at him and watched as his tongue curved over his upper lip and he worked hard to try to cut the 'meat' in squares. He looked up from cutting the half frozen 'object' through his long, black bangs that had fallen in his face and gave her the infamous lady killer smile. It had always made her melt. Her smiling seized and she cleared her throat avoiding eye contact with him. He was the enemy here. She loved Trunks more and she was sure of it, well pretty dang sure anyways.

He held the fork out to her mouth and it contained a gray brown substance on the end. "What is it?" She asked a fearful expression on her face.

"Country style steak with mashed potatoes." He chuckled, reading off the front cover.

"Ew. You can find me something better. You could have at least tried to cook me something that looks like food. I wouldn't eat that if…" She didn't finish before he took the opportunity to stuff the 'steak' in her mouth and cover it with his free hand.

"Chew." He commanded and that devilish smirk was back. Pan gagged and tried her best to force down the food. It was horrible and she didn't even think it was fully done yet. She licked his hand to 'let him know she was done' and she was sure that the bite of 'food' would be choking its way back up soon. "Don't tease me." He told her as he started his hard work back up again.

"Eck! When was the expiration date on that thing?" She asked with a revolted look, ignoring his statement.

"A month ago." He replied nonchalantly, dusting off Pan's lick.

"You feed me month old food?!" Pan asked appalled.

"Delicious right?" He said with a smile.

"You could have at least finished cooking it." She said clamping her mouth shut right afterwards as to not give him a chance at giving her a second taste.

"Well sorry I'm not a gourmet chef." He said sarcastically. "If you ask me it looks like you would like some more." He finished, holding up the dish to show her. If her hands were free she would have swatted it away but they weren't so she stuck to glaring at him. The fumes from the dish were nauseating and she rolled her eyes from the horrible scent.

"I hate you, you know that right?" She said through clenched teeth.

"I love you too Pan-Chan."

A/N: Aha it looks like Jeremiah got some revenge. (Does microwavable food even get old? I don't know just bare with me here.) Will Trunks and Goten get a lead in finding Pan? I don't know! You'll have to find out in the next chapter of...To Mend a Broken Heart!

Aha yeah it's been like a month. My bad. I'm sorry, I'm horrible with updating (you should know that by now). I know you guys wanted an update quicker but I haven't really been feeling any inspiration lately. I started this chapter like yesterday because a burst came to me but I had to do something and when I came back to finish it my idea was gone and it wouldn't come back. You won't have to deal with this story for much longer though. I probably have like 2 or 3 more chapters.

I'll really really try to update within the next week. I have plans for the next two chapters that I hope I don't lose. (I'm bad with remembering stuff.)

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