Disclaimer: I do not own DragonBall Z, so please do not sue me.

Ages: Pan: 15 Trunks: 16 Uub: 16 Marron: 15 Roaue: 17

Before You Read: Bra isn't even supposed to be born in this story, because it will just screw up my whole idea! Sorry for Bra fans! But Goten's in here...and he's not related to Pan, it's confusing but hopefully you'll figure it out.

A/N: I have posted this story before, but as I read over it recently, I realize that it had terrible grammatical errors, and the plot was not as good as I first remembered it as being. So, here is a new version of:

LOVE WILL FIND US

Chapter 2

The end of the school day was approaching, and Pan was not welcoming it one bit. Today was the best day of her short life, and the last thing she wanted was to meet the beginning of the end of it. Sighing, she glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that the final bell was going to ring in less than two minutes. she was not happy in the slightest.

All the normal people in the classroom sat on the edge of their seats, anticipating the bell ringing, after all, it was a Friday. So, what made Pan so unwilling to leave school? It was just one simple word; Uub.

It had began at the breakfast table, when he had gently tapped her on the shoulder to greet her in the morning. She had been on cloud nine since that moment, but thereafter, Uub even continued communication with her. He joined her in the hallway after each class let out, and he kept subtly flirting with her, causing Pan's pale face to turn cherry red.

Lost in her thoughts, she barely heard the final bell. As all the students pushed past her in order to leave the building, Pan slowly gathered her belongings. She was not expecting Uub to be waiting for her outside of the classroom door, and the bus did not leave until ten minutes after the bell rang, so she knew she had plenty of time. Just as she pushed herself out of the desk, she was greeted with intense blue eyes.

"Trunks! You scared me!" she said, gasping for air. He chuckled in reply of her frightened expression and started to open his mouth to speak.

"I wasn't expecting to see you here, I was actually waiting on Goten. We have plans for after school." he said, rubbing the back of his head in a nervous manner. The brown eyed girl glared at him with animosity, but eased off when he pleaded with his. "I'm sorry for scaring you though."

"Yeah, I bet." she replied, grabbing her books off the desk. "Well, good luck finding Goten. I'll see you around."

Pan waved idly at the lavender haired teenage boy as she walked out of the classroom. Just as she expected, there was no Uub to be found. Knowing that the odds of him actually being there were slim and none, she sighed quietly and found her way onto her regular bus.

Upon arriving at her house, Pan felt exhaustion from her overwhelming day of Uub. Instead of doing her homework, she found a comfortable place on the couch and curled into the fetal position. Soon, she was sound asleep.

"Panny, Panny wake up." Gohan said as he gently stirred Pan from her sleep. He watched as his young daughter's brown eyes opened slowly to adjust to the light in the living room.

"What is it dad? I'm sleeping..." She murmured. Pan attempted to push her father away with a wave of her arm, but it seemed not to evade the older man. He grabbed her arm in mid-swing and sat it down beside her somewhat lifeless body.

"And how long have you been sleeping anyway?" he asked, suspicious of his daughter. She peeked open a guilty eye and looked up at him deviously before planning what to say.

"Well, what time is it?" She said. The raven haired girl had finally stirred completely from her nap and sat up from the couch.

"It's nearly seven thirty, so when did you take your-"

"Oh no! I have to finish my homework!" Pan yelled, interrupting her father. She pushed past him and picked up her backpack that was carelessly thrown by the front door after she arrived from school. She sheepishly grinned at her father as she pulled out various books that contained her homework.

"Panny," Gohan said. Disappointment was thick in his tone. "You were supposed to do that earlier, I had plans tonight."

"I know, I know, I'm sorry okay! But if I don't get this done Mr. Sposato will kill me!" Pan said as she quickly jotted down notes from the one of the books she had. She gave her father a pleading look with her eyes. "I need at least half an hour to finish all this up dad, I'm really sorry."

"You're going to be given a maximum of forty-five minutes, because we have to be out of here. I made us dinner reservations tonight." Gohan sighed, still frustrated with what his daughter had done.

"Okay." Pan reasoned.

"I'm going to sit here in the living room while you do your homework. If you need me for any help, just call for me. Come back in here when you're ready to go." The raven haired man said. He ruffled his daughter's short dark hair and sighed as she ran with three books and two notebooks in her arms to her bedroom.

Pan felt extremely guilty about not finishing her homework, and on top of that, her dad got dinner reservations! This had to have been some special night if her dad got a dinner reservation when they generally go visit a buffet. Anxious to know where her father was going to take her, she hurriedly finished her homework and did not even double check it. Luckily, she was done in roughly twenty minutes.

As Pan walked down the hallway toward the living room, something did not feel right. It was too quiet, the television set had been turned off. Cautiously, Pan peeked into the living room to see if there was anything suspicious. No, there wasn't. All that was in the living was her father's shadow in his recliner.

Pan did not feel the need to be cautious anymore. She sauntered into the living room and as she approached the chair, she noticed something that was not there before.

A red stain.

When she faced the front of the chair, she gasped in horror. What she saw before her was horrifying. Sitting in the recliner was her father's lifeless body, he was covered in his own blood, and had been stabbed in the chest. Crying, she grasped his body and fell to her kees as more tears fell from her face. What had began as the best day of her life, now had taken a turn into the worse day of her life.

A creak in the floorboard caused Pan to twitch away from her father, and her eyes scanned the home.

'What if the person is still here?' she questioned herself as she stealthily glanced around. She heard a small sound coming from a closet. Fear washed over her, Pan cautiously walked to the closet, prepared to attack what was behind it.

She opened the closet only to find their cat, Toby, trying to get out.

"Oh its only you Toby." Pan said and smiled at her cat, she casually pet it before picking up the telephone to her left to dial nine-one-one.

"This is nine-one-one emergency, what is your situation?" a woman answered.

"I was doing my homework and when I went back into my living room to tell my dad I was done, I found...him...dead." Pan screamed as she cried to the woman over the phone. She paused for a moment before continuing with her story. "I mean, he's covered in blood, and he's been stabbed in the chest. I'm so scared right now, I don't know what to do."

The woman on the phone asserted authority and began to question Pan on specifics. After giving a thorough description of the scene of the crime over the phone, Pan then gave the woman her address. She was informed that someone would be there within minutes, and then the phone call ended.

After Pan hung up the phone she started to cry again. "Dad, you're so strong, and here you get killed just by watching the television." Pan said as she sat herself in a corner. "How could that happen dad?"

Caught up in crying, she did not hear the front door open, instead she merely sobbed more and moved into the fetal position. As she calmed herself slightly, she opened her eyes from her crying and was faced with two dark brown eyes.

She screamed.

"Pan, calm down. It's only me." the man said, embracing the young girl within his arms. "Sh, it will be okay. The Police Department called me because I am the first relative on your father's will who is granted custody. Are you okay?"

"Oh, Grandpa Goku, it's just horrible what happened. He looks absolutely dreadful, it was like he did not even know he was being ambushed or hurt. The look on his face was so serene. Who could have done such a wretched thing?" The raven haired girl fell into her grandpa's arms as if she had no one left in the world, and at a time like this, Goku could understand why.

"It's okay Pan, just let it all out." The loving grandfather replied, stroking his granddaughter's hair soothingly. Upon his request, he received an endless amount of tears, but it was what his granddaughter needed, and he just allowed her to dampen his t-shirt.

"Am I going to have to move?" She quietly questioned, afraid to know the answer.

"Not if you don't want to." Goku replied. He thought that Chi-Chi - his wife - would understand the situation at hand, and realize that his granddaughter needed him. "I'll stay where you want to stay and I will go where you want to go."

The front door burst open and EMTs and Police Officers entered the home. Startled by all the ruckus, Pan buried herself into her grandpa's chest and waited for some kind of direction of where she needed to be or go.

"Panny, we need to leave while they investigate the crime, they may want to question you right now, but I don't want for you to have to think about it." Goku said. He started to urge the brown eyed girl to the front door. "Now, come on, in the meantime we'll go have a nice dinner, okay sweetie?"

Pan merely nodded her head in response, remembering how her father had made dinner reservations just for the two of them. The whole night at dinner, it was all Pan could think about, about how her father rarely made dinner reservations in the first place, or how important something could have been that he needed to tell her.

If only she would have done her homework when she first arrived home.

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The funeral was, of course, dark and depressing. Would anyone expect anything less from a funeral? Pan wore her best black dress to the event and sobbed her heart and soul out even moreso on the day her father passed away. It killed her to see her father's dead body, how he looked eerily peaceful lying in his casket. She hugged his lifeless and cold body close to her seconds before the burial of the closest person to her heart.

While the funeral had taken place on Monday, she could not make herself go to school all next week. It was the last thing she needed to worry about at the time, and she needed a break from the stresses from school anyway, but when one week had passed by, she finally built up enough courage to go back to school.

Standing in the cool weather, she waited quietly for the bus to come. The yellow bus slowly came down the road and made an abrupt stop directly in front of the raven haired girl. Nervously, she stepped onto the bus to be greeted by many sets of eyes boring into her. In an attempt to ignore them, she spotted her best friend Marron quickly and sat next to her.

"Are you okay Pan?" Marron asked, cutting to the chase. It was a very blatant question, and after the blond haired girl asked it, she already regretted doing so.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Pan lied. The last thing that she needed at this time was sympathy from her best friend. Pan was strong, she could manage her feelings on her own without gushing her soul to anyone.

"Okay." Marron said, shifting nervously in the bus-seat.

The old yellow bus made another abrupt stop and Trunks walked on with a rather solemn look on his features. It was rather clear as to what was on his mind, it was Pan.

"Hey Pan." he said. He sat in the seat in front of the two best friends. Shifting his way to face them, he began pulling something out of his pocket. "I'm so sorry about what happened last week, more importantly, I'm sorry how I treated you that day. I wanted to make up for it by getting you a little something. It's not much but," He held a necklace made from sterling silver in his hand. "I really hope you like it."

Pan accepted the necklace from Trunks and examined it closely. The pendant was made from peridot and it was in the shape of a star. Smiling up at her new friend, she nodded her head.

"This is beautiful." she whispered under her breath. "You did not have to get it for me."

"It was nothing." Trunks said.

Confused, Marron looked between the two teenagers, unsure of what exactly was going on. She narrowed her eyes and finally she came to a simple conclusion.

"You two are dating, aren't you?" she said sheepishly.

"What?!" the two exclaimed somewhat loudly. As if all the eyes on the bus weren't staring at them before, it was evident that they grew wider at the noise.

"Mar, we're just friends." Pan said, shaking her head at her best friend. She could not believe that the blond haired girl could even think of such a thing! Brushing it off, she glanced once more at the necklace in her hand and realized that she should probably put it on.

"Okay, whatever you two say..." Marron said. She was somewhat skeptical of what the two were trying to convince her, because the last time she checked, friends don't give friends really nice necklaces with their birth stone's on it.

The bus made its final abrupt stop at the high school the three friends attended. Marron was first off the bus - being eager to get off the wretched school bus - following Trunks and Pan. As the raven haired girl's feet touched asphalt, it seemed that even at school all eyes were on her as well. Nervously, she tried to ignore all the intense stares and make her way to the lunch room without being questioned.

"Hey loser." A tall boy with dirty blond hair said. He stood in front of the short statured Pan, surrendering her to face him against her own will. "So, I found out your daddy-waddy died last week, and I have just been waiting for you to get back to school to rub it in your face. You've got no one know, don't you?"

"Roaue, why don't you try not being a jerk every once in a while. It sucks when someone loses a family member, you shouldn't bring a person down because of that." Trunks said, standing up for his friend.

"Well, I can't say that I've lost a family member, but I sure as hell know what it feels like to beat up a shrimp like you." The boy who was identified as Roaue replied. He cracked his knuckles fiercely to intimidate the Sophomore boy, and when he went in to sucker punch him in the face, surprisingly Trunks evaded the punch.

"Come on Roaue, let's not do this." Trunks reasoned. But, his reasoning was met with a blow to the face. With blood flowing from his nose, the blue eyed teen glared at the older boy. "This is just ridiculous."

"Well, since you're not going to stand up for yourself, I guess it's time for me to beat up on the fatherless kid." He said. The dirty blond cracked his knuckles once more before getting ready to punch Pan. As he aimed to punch her, she closed her eyes, in fear of what was about to happen.

"No, don't do that!" Trunks begged. "Pan, watch out!"