Could This Be True: Chapter 10 - Hate Every Beautiful Day
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Dragonball, Dragonball Z, or Dragonball GT!
The plot and OG charaters and history of OG characters are creations of entirely my own.

*Pan's POV*

I rubbed my temples as I sat in the cool dark room, I guess coming off Losa would give me a headache. Absently, I rubbed the spots on my arms where the cuffs of the chains had been, Artemis agreed to let me come back in here so I could get feeling better. My head throbbed and I sighed, I had accepted his proposition of getting revenge on my family. My dark eyes glared holes in the wall, they deserved whatever was coming for them. "How could you.." I whispered to the empty room. My eyesight of the dark room became distorted as tears glazed over, They're sorry. The positive voice in the back of my head answered. "No they're not. But they will be." I grumbled my response and layed back on the bed that I was sitting on.

Artemis had promised to help me get revenge on my family. I wanted to believe him, but he'd broken his promise before and to me, trust is like virginity; once its gone it isn't coming back. I frowned, but maybe he would help me. But I don't think I really want to hurt them. "Yes I do." I growled at the voice in my head, "They hurt me. Now its their turn to feel some pain." I smirked, it would have made Vegeta proud but at this moment I didn't care about his respect. I didn't care about anyone. Trunks, the voice whispered at me. Frustrated, I balled my fists and rose back to a sitting position, "I don't care about him either! He doesn't care, if he had of cared about me he wouldn't allowed our families to just give me away!" I screamed in sheer frustration, my fists tightened. "I hate you Trunks!" I screamed again.

*Trunks POV*

The words she screamed at me in my dream made me jerk awake. Gasping, I clutched my chest and felt my eyes water. "Panny," I whispered into my pillow. She'd screamed that she hated me. My heart felt torn, because I really believed she hated me. Afterall four months ago, I just kissed her and walked away. I'd hate me too. My breathing slowed back to normal and I sat up. "When did I fall asleep?" I mumbled into the darkness. I sat up and frowned, it was dark out. "How long have I been asleep."

With a sad sigh, I swung my legs off the bed and stood on the carpeted floor. My head throbbed, as did my heart. It took a while before I started walking toward the bedroom door. Downstairs, I heard voices so I decided to crash the party.

"Yeah, but what if they are," my mother's hushed voice urged, "what if.."

"It won't kill them." my father spoke, obviously not trying to whisper at all. "Yet." he stated simply.

Several gasps could be heard, they all sounded female but I couldn't guess at who they belonged to.

"If they've not mated, then they'll die slower but its certain they will die." I furrowed my eyebrows as I tried to figure out what they were talking about, it was crazy how my father seemed to actually care.

My footing was horrible on the stairs, mainly because I was leaning toward the doorway of the kitchen and because I was still pretty groggy, so it was no surprise when I fell forward and tumbled down the stairs. I came to a rolling stop right smack dab in the middle of the kitchen doorway, "Oh man.." I frowned and rubbed my face. Sheepishly, I looked up and over at the group around the table who were looking at me like I'd grown three different heads. I peeked to the side to make sure I hadn't.

"Trunks?" Goten looked like he was trying his best not to laugh.

"Uhhh.." I looked around for an excuse to use. "Umm.." I frowned in frustration.. I need a good alibi! "Whats up?" I chuckled nervously, then mentally slapped myself, great alibi Trunks.

That set Goten, Ubb, Goku, and Bra into fits of laughter. "Uhh.." I scrambled to my feet and observed the sight before me. Goten, Ubb, Goku, and Bra had calmed themselves down and were now just looking at me with small smiles. My mother and Videl were wiping frantically at their cheeks and Chi Chi was sobbing into her crossed arms that her head lay on. My father, of course, was planted in a chair, leaning back on the legs and looking rather bored. No surprise there.

"Where's Marron and her parents?" I looked around, they seemed to be missing.

Goten was the one to answer, "Marron has testing tomorrow so they went home. Which reminds me," he looked pointedly at Bra, "you should go to bed. Considering you both go to the same school and you'll have testing too." My sister just stuck her tounge out at him and crossed her arms.

"Oh." I nodded a bit and decided to make my way into the kitchen. "So.." I looked around and rocked back and forth on my heels, hoping someone would tell me what the conversation, that I interrupted, was about. No one spoke. They wouldn't even look at me. Subconciously, I sniffed my shoulder then looked down to make sure I had clothes on. Frustrated, I sighed heavily and leaned against the counter, "Is someone going to talk or what?"

"Trunks, shouldn't you be sleeping?" Bra looked over at me with an innocent smile plastered on her face.

I just wanted to punch her. Who the hell did she think she was? "Shouldn't YOU be sleeping?" I furrowed my eyebrows and glanced around the room, "Seriously, what is going on? Why is Chi Chi crying her eyes out and why can't Videl or my mother look at me without crying?" I balled my hands into fists and glared at the first person to make eye contact, Goten. He'd tell me what was going on. "Hey Goten, c'mere. I got something I want to show you, I need your help with it."

"Erm, n-no. Not now, its too late." he dropped eye contact and looked away. Damn, that usually gets him.

"Ubb, would you care to help me?" I asked politely even though I knew he'd decline too. My two bestfriends, refusing to talk to me.

Ubb shifted in his seat, "Sorry Trunks, but you know I'm no good at making things. You're the wiz with mechanics."

I growled. "What the hell is going on?" I could have swore everyone in the room flinched, with exception of my father. My glare grew more furious by the minute. This silence was killing me more than not knowing why everyone seemed to want to avoid me. I reclined back against the counter and crossed my arms, if they won't tell me.. then I won't leave until they do.

Several hours past, or so it seemed. When I glanced at the clock it had only been fifteen minutes. Tiredly, I sighed and walked out of the kitchen. It wasn't like I really wanted to know what they were talking about anyway. My feet took me to the front door and I opened it. A light wind rushed past me as I closed the door and took off for the skies. Whenever I was all alone and had too much to think about, I always went flying. My mind drifted off as I sifted through memories and things Pan had said to me.

*flashback*

"Trunks, why do you always disappear when you get mad?" Pan asked softly. Her face was half-hidden in the grass as she looked over at me.

I thought about an answer. I ran my hand through my hair and sighed, "I don't know, I guess because I'd rather be somewhere else when I get mad?" It was ment to be a question to myself, but instead I said it just as I thought it.

"Are you not sure about that?" she propped up on her elebow and pulled up a few blades of grass as she spoke. Her eyes never left my face.

"I.. I don't know." A sigh escaped and I looked at her for a long while. A feeling of being nervous flooded my stomach and I layed back and stared at the sky, "I can think better when no one is there with me. I mean, I can better judge why I'm even angry in the first place."

She nodded, I noticed from the corner of my eye. It was a minute or two before she spoke again, "Do you run away when you're sad too?" Her face was tilted to where she was looking at the grass.

"Pan, I don't run away." I sighed and put my hands behind my head.

"Yes you do." she stated simply. "If its not running away, then what is it?"

I thought for a second, hoping to find something to replace the words 'run' and 'away'. "Running away." I sighed and looked over at her with a half smile.

She grinned and tossed a few blades of grass at me that didn't quite make it to touch me. Her black hair swung with her movements and I noticed she wasn't wearing her orange bandanna, "Hey, how long have you not been wearing your bandanna?"

"I asked you a question first." her onyx eyes glanced at me, then back to the grass.

Quietly I sighed, "I guess I do. I run away whenever I really have any encounter with any emotion." my heart skipped a beat and I looked away.

"What emotion was it this time?" it sounded like she was almost afraid to ask that question.

Well we were both in the same boat because I was afraid to answer it. "Hey, wait! I asked you about your bandanna. You first." I smirked.

"About two years now," she nodded a bit and laughed, "I'm surprised you didn't notice it before now." Her smile was different somehow, it seemed a little sadder. Before I could even come up with a lie about why I'd ran away this time, she was looking over at me. "I wish it would rain." Her eyes drifted to look at the sky.

"Why?" I sat up just as she did, which earned a laugh from both of us.

"Because I hate every beautiful day." she smiled again. But this one was different than the sad one, but it wasn't the same as her normal one. It seemed more mysterious. My head throbbed along with my heart, when did she get so many smiles and why hadn't I noticed her changing.

"That sounds.. sad?" I watched her as she stared at the grass. Pain was written all over her face and I felt the urge to pull her close and hug away all her fears. Neglecting my urges, I pulled up a piece of grass and folded it over a few times.

"Because it is sad. I am sad." she was still looking at the ground, "I don't.." she shook her head a few times. "I don't want to talk about it." With that said, she stood and looked down at me, "Lets go, they sent me out to look for you atleast two hours ago."

My heart ached as I stood and watched her ascend to the sky before me, it seemed like she didn't even want to look at me. When she was far enough away, I whispered, "I ran away because love. I'm afraid."

*end of flashback*

A drop of rain splattering on my cheek brought me back to reality. I noticed I was just hovering over a clearing in the woods. My vision became blurry as I faught back tears. Quickly, I noticed the sun rising. It was untelling how long I had been living in the past just hovering there, so I took off for home.