Nihao!




Yes, here I am again! I did not spare you! ^^ Thanks to my two glorious commentators (* g *) I struggled to torture you again .. (Weeds don't go away * laughs *) Actually, the story should be a Trunks / Pan FF, but I'm probably busy still with Pan's Family & Friends problems! Oh yes, I shouldn't forget, Trunks and Goten are 17, Pan, Bra and Marron are 16! I can see you're not thrilled! ^^




If there are still a few tired of life who write a comment on this, I will continue to write this story! * smile * I've already thought about a new FF ...




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Your


Akane_chan






Chapter 2




Nice memories and a phone line for grief


Pan was devastated. First the problems at school, with her friends and now with her parents. How should it go on?She had noticed in the previous weeks that there were often arguments, but wasn't that the case in every relationship? You didn't have to divorce right away, surely it would definitely go with a conversation, right? "..Or ..?" Pan whispered it to herself over and over again, not wanting to hear it at all; the word that only reinforced their doubts. But it was like an order, a fierce request, as if some higher power were forcing it to do so. Was it Dende? Did Dende want Pan to torment himself like that? But it was utterly impossible. She had known Dende for a long time, the others even better, and had found over time that he was far too good-natured to fight. Then how should he torment someone like that? It only slowly became clear to Pan: Her parents were going to get a divorce, nobody was to blame, nobody could do anything about it ..> But maybe ...

A loud voice interrupted her brooding. What she was hearing made her even sadder, but at least it had turned her off from her gloomy thoughts. "There's no point, Son-Gohan! Admit it! I'll definitely stay at Eraser's first!" A door rattled open and Pan was sure that it had been the bedroom door. A loud crash was heard, and a low voice seldom drowned out the noise. "But Videl, honey .. Think about Pan .."> Yes! Pan shot through the head, "Think of me .." For a moment there was silence; a little hope germinated in Pan; but a little later, the noise started again. "I do, Gohan, I do! I avoid worse things by moving out!" "Oh, yes ?! And a divorce is probably not bad, is it ?!" "Exactly! You got it! Divorce is not as bad as if we argue every day! "Pan heard a suitcase being closed and couldn't hold it. She crept quietly to the door and opened it a crack. There they stood, their parents. The dim light of the corridor lamp only sparsely illuminated Videl's wrinkled face; with her one free hand, in the other she held the suitcase, she threw a coat on. She jerked around and grabbed the door handle as Gohan desperately held her shoulders back think about it once? ", he asked timidly. But Videl shook his head vigorously and tore himself away." Believe me, it's better that way ... "The next moment she was gone, the door slammed and Gohan stared after her like a pillar of salt Pan couldn't believe it, her mother was gone, she wouldn't be back anytime soon ... She slowly closed the door and collapsed onto her bed.



Videl actually did it ..


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“Juhuu!” Pan threw up his arms and enjoyed the wild descent. She was sitting in a roller coaster with her parents, wasting none of her thoughts on upcoming problems, but rather on cotton candy, pony rides and ice cream ... The vehicle suddenly stopped and Pan slammed against the handle. She only grimaced for a moment, then immediately jumped out in anticipation of a nice carousel ride. Videl and Gohan struggled slowly, the roller coaster ride hadn't been to their liking .. "Come on, faster!" The little girl jumped up and down impatiently and occasionally tugged impatiently on her mother's dress. Her parents tried desperately to put a smile on their faces. Pan smiled back happily, it had been a sign that everything was okay. was. Gohan sighed heavily and looked after the little one who had picked up her grandfather at a hot dog stand and was now pulling him towards the carousel.Soon afterwards he saw Chichi and Son-Goten who joined them. While Son-Goku and Pan turned a round on the carousel, the others sat down tiredly on a bench and looked at the two of them. Except for one; Chichi. She hid her face under the Son-Goths hat. You could tell that her Son-Goku, who kept waving cheerfully over to her, was embarrassed.


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Pan sighed. How beautiful it was back when she was little, a happy, happy five-year-old child. But now everything had changed ... These were all just memories, fond memories ... Suddenly she had an idea. She had to talk to one of her friends about it. Right away. She didn't want to sink into gloomy thoughts again. As quietly as possible she opened the door and crept into the hall to get the phone from the dresser. On her way there, she passed the living room. Briefly she peeked through the crack in the door and saw her father.He sat on the couch with a sad expression on his face, he only glanced at the switched on TV, otherwise he would have buried his head in his hands. She felt sorry for him. How much she would have loved to help him, comfort him, cheer him up, but she was desperate herself. She closed her eyes energetically, then quickly grabbed the phone and disappeared into her room. For a brief moment she hesitated, but then she dialed Marron's number. She called Marron first, after all, she was still angry with Bra, even after everything that had just happened. She waited impatiently forever and was about to hang up again when someone finally answered. "Hello, this is Marron. Who's it?" "Hi Marron. It's me, Pan .." "Oh, Pan. What do you want?" "I have to tell you something ... Do you have time today?" For a short time there was silence. Pan's hope waned. "No, unfortunately not .. Sorry .. Is it that important?" "No, no .." Suddenly someone in the background laughed mockingly."Well then .. Bye, Pan .." "Yes, bye .." Pan hung up the phone sadly. So Marron didn't have time. That's it ... She thought she could call Bra, but she couldn't. Again this higher power. Besides, who was laughing in the background? Was it Brawn? Pan quickly suppressed the thought that it hurt too much. She thought for a while, but then decided to pay the letters a visit. If Bra wasn't there, maybe she could talk to Bulma. Otherwise she was always there for everyone ..


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A little later, Pan hovered over the Capsule Corporation. She didn't care if people saw her flying or not ... should they think she was a bird or not. Slowly she landed in the front yard and went to the large iron gate that the C.C. protected from burglars. A small camera followed Pan's every move until Bulma greeted Pan in a friendly manner. “Oh, hello Pan, come on in!” The gate opened and Pan marched straight through.Bulma was already standing at the door and smiling. Pan smiled back, but got straight to the point. "Hi Bulma, is Bra there?" The addressed only shrugged her shoulders. "You don't have to ask me that, I just got out of town. You better turn to Vegeta or Trunks." With that, she turned around and disappeared into the kitchen. Pan sighed. She felt sorry for Bulma. With a Saiyan like Vegeta in the house, everyday life was definitely not easy ..> Oh .. apropo Vegeta .. who should I ask where Bra is? Pan thought. She decided on Trunks, he didn't like his sister very much, but she preferred him to Vegeta. She quickly ran up the stairs to his room. How comfortable it was all here .. The runner was soft, the stairs made no unnecessary noise and there were photos on the walls. More precisely, family photos ... Pan swallowed, shook her head vigorously to get the photos out of her mind, and finally went straight to Trunks.She stopped in front of his room, but then entered. It was only when she was in his room that she realized that she had only been here once or twice. Approximately. The room was guaranteed to have been furnished by Bulma. The walls were light green, the carpet dark green. Simple and easy. A bed, a desk, a closet, a shelf ... and of course trunks. He was sitting at his desk, raised an eyebrow in question and mumbled in Pan's direction: "Pan? What do you want here?" "Uh .. I .." She looked into his blue eyes and didn't have to try desperately in them to sink in. "He has beautiful eyes .." Pan thought dreamily, but immediately pulled himself together again. The thought was quickly pushed aside. "So, I..Is Bra there?" "What ?!" "Bra." "Oh, Bra .." He sighed. "My sister's snipe is with Marron .." He wanted to turn to something on his desk again, but stopped moving and covered his mouth with his hand.He stared at her, startled. > I know it! The laugh in the background was Bra .. <"Uh, no, I meant she's with another friend ..", Trunks stuttered, embarrassed, and waited for a reaction from Pan. He got it. Pan made a defensive gesture and sat down on his bed. "I thought she was at Marron's. I called her and suddenly someone was laughing in the background .." Trunks rolled his desk chair over to her and looked at her invitingly. He always noticed when someone was sad. He slowly put his arm around her shoulder. Pan studied her hands intensely, but then looked up. She already knew what was coming. His face was a bit away from hers, she looked straight into his eyes. Without wanting it, she sank into them and could no longer hold on. She burst into tears and told him everything; Her problems at