Could This Be True: Chapter 12 - If You Miss Me Have No Fear
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Dragonball, Dragonball Z, or Dragonball GT!
he plot and OG charaters and history of OG characters are creations of entirely my own.

A/N: I'd like to add that I've changed Trunks, Gotens, and Uubs' ages.
Current ages are:
Trunks: 22
Goten: 21
Uub: 22

I changed these because I felt uncomfortable with the age differences.
I apologize to anyone that dislikes this, but I felt it needed to be done that way I could write a more productive story.

Enjoy the chapter.
Reviews please.

*Trunks POV*

I stared down at the food piled on my plate and felt like I was going to vomit. I sighed and pushed a pea into the mashed potatoes and buried it there. Everyone had been talking but I didn't want to listen, they were acting too normal. They were acting like she wasn't even gone. They were acting like she was just off to summer camp or something and would be back in a couple months.

"So Trunks, how're you feeling?" Gohan asked.

I had to fight back the urge to choke him with his own tie, "Better."

Gohan chuckled softly and cut his steak, "Better now that you crushed in Goten's face?"

I knew he wasn't serious and expected it to be a joke but I still felt pretty bad about lashing out on Goten like that, "Yeah, about that," I looked at Goten and started to apologize.

Goten shook his head and swallowed a mouthful of assorted food, "Don't worry bout it,"

Bra stabbed her fork through her steak and through her plate too. She shot me a cold glare and ripped the fork from the table without a word. I looked over at Goten and he just simply shrugged before shoveling more food into his mouth. Gohan seemed to have excused himself from the conversation as well and Videl made herself look busy trying to cut the steak on her plate. Father was eating his food without talking, he never really talked much anyway so that wasn't much of a shocker and mother was eyeballing Bra and trying to maintain a fake little smile.

It made me sick.

I scooted my chair back and left the kitchen without being excused or even eating a bite, I'd pay for that later but I just couldn't stand watching them act so normal. The living room was quiet as I reclined in the window seat at the back of the room. Pan always liked this seat for some reason, she would sit here for hours whenever she came over and just look out the window. Mainly the only time she done this was at night, she had some fascination with the stars. I looked out the window, the sun was just setting which gave the sky a pink and orange hue.

"Trunks is worrying me," I heard Gohan say. He sounded as if he didn't even know I was still in the living room.

I heard Bra scoff and heard another plate crack, I guess she's still mad over Goten. "He's just menstrual."

"Bura!" My mother scolded.

"What, it's true. He's been like this for months now. Not just since a couple days ago when Pan disappeared. It's been MONTHS." I could hear the emphasis on 'months' as Bra talked. I had to agree there, I had been in a bad mood since that happened with Pan. I just wanted to re-do everything.

"I'm serious though," Gohan started to speak again, "I can understand being worried, but Pan is Saiyan afterall." He paused for a minute, "I can't believe that I'm not as nutty as he is that she's gone. But I can't help feeling that Pan is safe, wherever she might be. I just know it."

Several minutes of silence passed before my mother spoke, "Videl have you talked to Chi Chi today?"

"No, actually." Videl spoke rather softly, "I haven't talked to her since last night. I suppose she's slept in all day today, she really wore herself out worrying yesterday."

Gohan and Goten both laughed and Goten spoke cheerfully, "Yeah, you know mom."

I frowned as their conversation just turned into small talk. Part of me was glad they didn't say anything other than that and part of me was a little disappointed. But reguardless, I was confused. About everything. I frowned and looked out the window, the orange glow was disappearing and being replaced by the blanket of darkness. As stars started appearing in the sky, I counted them and wished on every single one. I wished for Pan to come home.

"Oh hey Trunks, I didn't know you were in here," Gohan spoke cheerfully and I turned to look.

"Yeah, I came back downstairs after I figured there wasn't anything else I could do." I lied, but I didn't want him or anyone else to know that I was down here, listening in. It would make me feel too much like a liar. 'Heh, too late for that Trunks.'

Gohan nodded and walked over to where I sat and looked out the window, "Yeah," he looked over at me and sighed. "I know I was rough on you when you first told everyone about your feelings for her," he paused and I inwardly frowned. Somehow I knew this conversation would come up. "But it's just instinct. She's my little girl and I don't want her to be with any boy. I guess I should be happy about you two, but I'm worried too."

After a few seconds of silence I cleared my throat, "You know I wouldn't do anything at all to hurt her."

"Not on purpose," he looked at me then back out the window. "If she would have left for college next month, I'm sure it would have crushed you. But you'd get over it and go see other women, I know that. You wouldn't do it on puropse, you'd do it because she was gone and you were filling the hole she left."

I frowned and looked out the window too, "No I wouldn't have." I sighed, "I could never get over her or even want to be with someone else than her. She's the most beautiful woman I've seen. The smartest, funniest, most wonderful girl I've ever known. Thats why those four months that passed, I never stopped thinking about her. Sure there was all kinds of other girls trying to be with me, but not one of them compared to Pan."

"I'm sorry Trunks," Gohan gently shook my shoulder in an act of comfort.

"For?" I looked over at him.

"For underestimating you." He smiled warmly at me.

"Oh there you are," Videl chimed in from the kitchen doorway, "I was wondering where you got off to." She shook her head and put her hands on her hips, "Classic Gohan, always there for the food but disappears when it's time to clean up." She laughed softly, "Anyone know where Goten has ran away to?"

Gohan and I both chuckled, but it was Gohan who answered her, "Who knows. He's always where cleaning isn't." I chuckled at this and nodded in agreement.

Videl smiled, "Gohan, would you care to come help clean up? Vegeta ran away too. It's just me, Bulla, and Bulma in there cleaning that big giant mess. You wouldn't mind would you?"

"Sure," Gohan smiled warmly at her, "I wouldn't mind at all." He patted my shoulder one last time before he walked over to join his wife. As they walked away I heard Videl mumbling about how Saiyan males were so eager to create a mess and leave it for someone else to clean up. I laughed softly to myself at that comment even though she was directing it at all Saiyan males, including me. It was true, I hated cleaning up giant messes but I could keep things tidy.

I looked back to the window and stared out it for a few minutes and before I knew what I was doing, I was up the stairs and opening the door to the room Pan stayed in. The room hadn't been touched since the last day she was over here. I walked over to the desk and pulled the drawer open and stared down at the contents. There were pens and pencils lying ontop of a wallet sized picture of myself and her and a wallet sized picture of her, Bra, Goten, and myself. The pictures lay ontop of a brown leather notebook and under it were pappers scattered out. I picked out the pictures and the notebook then sat down on the bed and stared at the items for several minutes.

'What if it's a journal. Maybe she wrote something in here that we should know..' I thought to myself as I looked at the notebook. 'Well the only way I'll know is if I look..' and with that thought, I flipped open the book and stared in awe.

*Pan's POV*

"Ah, Miss Pan.." a voice greeted me from somewhere in the room.

I looked around curiously before choking out, "Yes?"

"Please, come on in." The man spoke cheerfully.

'Right, well I would. If I knew where in was.' I backsassed in my mind. Something told me that I didn't want to cross wires too much with this "King Duelca."

"Oh, where are my manners," a figure stepped out from one wall, it was holding what looked like a small package as it strode toward me, "Please, come this way." He turned and walked off toward the shadows.

'Yeah Pan, go follow him to Kami knows where so he can...' I blinked and furrowed my eyebrows, 'Wait, he can't do anything to me. I'm a Saiyan.' I smirked and shook my head at my own thoughts and followed him off. Lights turned on the further we got into the room and I could see a long table. It looked like some kind of council meeting place. I followed him through a door all the way at the back of the room, which surprisingly wasn't that large to be a community hall.

"Have a seat, dear." He spoke softly and gestured to the chair closest to me then sat down in the chair across from mine and looked at me from across the table. As I sat down in the seat, he slid the package across the table to me, "Go ahead, open it."

I blinked at the package and then back up to the man, he nodded once and I looked back down at the small box. 'What harm could it do?' I questioned myself before opening it.

I gasped softly and pulled from the box a lavander colored, silk dress. It was absolutly gorgeous. The dress felt smooth and cold to the touch but was extremely elegant and beautiful. I noticed that it wasn't as long as the one I was wearing now and it had a V cut neck. I looked up at him and started to speak.

"No, no. No need," he cut me off as soon as I opened my mouth. "An apology gift. For badly mistaking you for someone else." He nodded his head toward the box again, "Keep looking, there is more."

Carefully, I folded the dress and placed it next to the box before looking in it again. "Oh Kami," I couldn't believe my eyes. I held the next gift gently in my hand, it was a diamond cut necklace with an emerald, diamond, emerald pattern. It was the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life. But as I quickly noticed, there were matching earrings, a ring, a bracelet and... "A tiara?" I looked up at him in question.

"Of course," King Duelca smiled a wolfish smile, "For as long as you are to stay, you will be known as the Princess of Discennia."

"I.. I.. I don't know what to say?" I stumbled over my words.

"Dear, it is a gift. You don't have to say anything. I'm just glad that you like them. I was worried I picked out the wrong colors." He grinned again.

I shook my head, "No.. these are my favorite colors. Thank you." I smiled at him.

"I'm glad, you can leave now. If you wish. Or did you have anymore questions?"

I shook my head, "No, I just want to go back to my room."

King Duelca nodded, "Very well, Artemis will show you there." He stood and smiled as he walked over to the door and held it open for me.

Reluctantly, I gathered my things together and walked out the door to meet Artemis. He greeted me with a warm smile, which I returned. "How are things today, Miss Pan?"

"Good, but I wish everyone would quit calling me 'Miss Pan'. It's kind of irritating." I frowned as we walked on to my room.

"What would you like people to call you?"

"I don't care. As long as 'Miss' isn't in front of it," I laughed softly and shrugged. "I really don't like being called Pan anymore. Too many bad memories."

Artemis nodded, "Well then what would you prefer besides Pan?"

I shrugged again, "I'll let you know when I decide." I laughed softly again and so did Artemis.

It was several minutes before we reached my room and those minutes were passed in silence. I didn't really like the silence, I thought too much when no one was talking or anything was distracting me from my thoughts. I looked down at the lavander satin dress and smiled grimly.

*Flashback*

"Pan, what's your favorite color?" Trunks asked me when I walked into the living room.

I thought about it for a minute. Truthfully, I didn't think I had one. Favorite colors are supposed to remind you of good times and things like that, right? I bit my lip softly as I thought.

"Pan, its a simple question," Trunks teased, "it's not like I asked you the distance from here to Planet Hermis."

"2.36 Earth years." I peaked a small grin at him.

Trunks laughed and shook his head. His lavanderish purple locks swished and he pushed a few strands back out of his eyes. His ocean blue eyes and purple hair.

"Purple, green, and blue."

He looked over at me and grinned, "Why's that?"

"Because purple is a girly color, green is the color of grass and the grass in the summer is the most beautiful thing, and blue is the color of the ocean and it's home to tons of beautiful animals." I answered carefully. I didn't want him to know that two of the three colors named were because of him. A grin spread across my lips and I stuck my tounge out at him.

"That sounded really..." he stuck out his bottom lip as he thought, "cute?"

I laughed softly and rolled my eyes, "Cute? I'm a Saiyan! Saiyans aren't 'cute'."

He smirked, "Of course they are, well some of them anyways. I can think of one."

"Who? Yourself?" I asked with sarcasam.

"Awww, Panny you think I'm cute?" He grinned and rolled over on his elebows and made a kissy face at me, "And here I thought 13 year old girls thought 18 year old boys had cooties.."

"Shut up Trunks, I didn't mean it like that!" I mentally cursed myself for walking dead into that one and prayed to Kami that I didn't blush.

He laughed and gently shook my shoulder, "Aww c'mon Pan, you're gonna hurt my poor little feelings."

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms over my chest as I glared up at the sky, "Whatever."

"Awww, Panny. Panny-Pan-Pan. You can't stay mad at me," he fake pouted.

"Fine!" I sighed, "I'm not mad."

Trunks grinned, "Good, now lets go get some food. I'm hungry."

"When aren't you hungry Trunks?"

He laughed as we stood up, "What can I say Pan, I'm a Saiyan." He started walking toward the door and called out, "A cute one at that!"

"TRUNKS!" I screamed at him and chased after him.

*End of flashback*

"Pan?" Artemis' voice brought me back from my thoughts.

"Huh?" I asked and looked up.

"I said we're at your room. Do you need anything else?"

"No, no I'm fine. Thanks." I smiled at him and walked into my room. Before he could say anything, I shut the door and layed the clothes on the dresser then collapsed on my bed in tears.