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Happy 4th of July

Gohan was whistling happily as he walked towards his daughter, Pan's, room. Suddenly, a loud thud could be heard. Blinking, Gohan walked a little faster and upon reaching the doorway, peaked through and blinked.
"Pan?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. His gaze slowly moved to a heap on the floor. It looked like a bunch of blankets, with no sign of Pan. The blankets started to move, which made a small grin play across Gohan's face as he walked into the room and kneeled, lifting a blanket up slightly and saw his daughter's sleepy face.
"Wha... oh," Pan said yawning, "Good morning dad." She said then yawned again. A soft buzzing noise could be heard, and was heard even better by Gohan with his sensetive hearing. He glanced over to Pan's desk where her computer was still on and sighed, then looked back to her.
"You were up all night on the computer, weren't you?" He asked, trying to look stern.
"No! I mean... well, I guess I stayed up a little late.. but, I didn't know the time until I was tired enough to go to bed." She said as sweetly as she could and gave him the puppy dog face. It always worked for Bra when she wanted something from Vegeta.
"Hm..." Gohan could never be really stern with his daughter, and smiled a little, taking the blanket off her head.
"You realize you're on the ground, right?" He said tilting his head a bit and smiling more. Pan blinked and raised a brow, then glanced around. She grinned a little and put a hand behind her head, rubbing her already messed up hair.
"Hee hee." She giggled as she stood up, one blanket still around her. Gohan stood as well and crossed his arms.
"I bet you forgot that today's the 4th of July, eh?" Gohan tilted his head down slightly, allowing his glasses to slide down on his nose so he could see past them. Pan blinked and then smiled.
"Of course not! Even though it is an American holiday... I remembered!" It was obvious to any human she had forgotten. Gohan chuckled lightly and shook his head, then turned and walked out of her room, but stopped at her doorway and glanced back to her.
"Hurry up and get ready, Pan Chan." Gohan smiled to his daughter and walked back towards the hallway.
"Yeah, yeah..." Pan tossed the blanket on her head and looked to the computer. It still looked pretty new, and it was only a few months old. She walked over and patted the computer top.
"Ah yes, the wonders of a computer. Don't worry, baby, I won't let anyone hurt you." She giggled and patted the computer again. Then she stretched out a bit and yawned, still trying to wake up fully. Walking over to her closet, she looked for a different outfit. It does get a little boring wearing the same thing over and over. As she was looking through her closet, tossing clothes out all over her room, Gohan had sniffed the air once and started to drool.
"Food!" He grinned as he walked towards the kitchen. Peaking around the cornor he noticed that nobody was around and tip toed towards the helpless food. His eyes sparkled as he slowly reached his hand for the plate of delicous smelling food.
"HA!" Suddenly Videl appeared and smacked his hand with a whip like twig. Gohan yelled in suprise and jumped back, rubbing his red hand.
"Ow! Geez, I wasn't going to do anything, hun! Honest! I was just... inspecting it, yeah thats it! Inspecting it for... for poison! Yeah, wouldn't want you or Pan to get sick, nope!" He said as a sweatdrop formed on the side of his face.
"Likely story, Gohan." Videl said as she crossed her arms, guarding the food. Her fingers drummed on the opposite arm as she grinned, glaring at Gohan playfully.
"Heh, heh, heh!" Gohan quickly exited the kitchen and sighed. For a regular human, Videl sure did have spunk in her! Maybe that's how he fell in love with her. Meeting in high school and having her chase him all the time, trying to discover who the Great Saiyaman was. He smiled, old memories returning to him. Pan, who had thrown most of her closet out into her room, finally found an outfit she approved of. A black tank top, which had the four star dragonball on it and regular pair of jean shorts, including her chain, gloves and bandana. She looked herself over in the mirror and smiled, but her gaze suddenly turned to the dragonball on her shirt. A sad look appeared on her expression as she sighed softly.
"Grandpa... I miss you." She stayed looking at the dragonball and it's four stars, remembering the huge trip in space they had together. Suddenly, a small smile creeped over her lips. The words "Till we meet again..." repeated in the same voice as Goku's, as though he was saying it to her right then. Pan walked away from the mirror and towards the kitchen, smelling breakfrest. Gohan who was already there with a fork in his hand, was about to dive into the food when he stopped at Videl's glare and the sight of the whip type twig in her hands.
"Mmm!" Pan munched happily away at the food, having took the chance of the two being pre occupied to fill her saiyan hunger. Gohan and Videl blinked and looked slowly over to Pan, who burped and then grinned.
"Oh... um... I didn't you two were eating, since you hadn't already, so I thought i'd help myself." She got up and patted her belly.
"Well, I better be on my way, I promised to meet Bra at the fair!" She ran out the door and jumped into air, taking flight before she could get in trouble. Back in the house, Videl laughed softly as Gohan cried patheticly.
"All the wonderful food! Gone and eaten by my own daughter." Gohan groaned, as his stomach made noises.
"And i'm still hungry." He pouted. Videl couldn't help but laugh more as she made her way back to the kitchen.
"She reminds me of you, Gohan. Remember when you were just a kid and always getting into trouble? Oh! Remember how we were the Great Saiyaman Team when we were teenagers?" She giggled.
"Ha, I remember alright. You stalked me for hours on end trying to figure out my true identity." Gohan chuckled lightly. Videl giggled more and went back to fixing him something to eat before he got any more upset. Pan, who had been flying through the air, soon came into the city part of the town and decided to stop by Capsule Corp itself. Instead of going through the door like any normal human, she flew up to the president's window, which wasn't unusual for her.
"No, I can't go to that meeting, I have this one to attend to. Yes, no, I mean no! Stop sending those complaints to me, they go to the complaint department! Agh!" Trunks' head hit his desk as his secratury walked out, leaving him with a ton of papers on his desk.
"This job bites... I wish mom wouldn't make me do all this, I don't even want to be president." He grumbled. Grabbing a pen, he started to sign and glance through papers that concerned new products and things that had to do with Capsule Corp., when he suddenly heard a rapping at the window. He looked to the side quickly, although he already knew who it was.
"Pan! Thank Kami!" He stood up and walked over to the window, undoing the lock and opening it, allowing her to float in, which she did.
"Hiya Trunksie." She giggled, always teasing him when she had the chance.
"Yeah, hi to you too." He said, crossing his arms in a very Vegeta like way.
"Wow, someones in a bad mood today." She said, meeting his gaze and somehow getting lost in his eyes the more she looked at him.
"Yeah, well, you try being president of Capsule Corp. for one day, signing all these papers, going to all those meetings, talking to people you don't even know. Sometimes you can't even tell what they're saying, they talk so fast, and..." Trunks suddenly stopped babbling as he realized that Pan was staring at him.
"What? Something on my face?" He said, raising a brow. Pan blinked and hid a blush while shrugging.
"It's hard to understand what you're saying when you're talking a million miles per hour." She said in almost a challenging type way. Trunks grinned and grabbed her shoulders suddenly, pinning her against the wall.
"Challenge excepted... for another time of course. And next time, you won't get off so easy." He said with almost an evil tone to his voice. Pan grinned and didn't even try to struggle as she was pinned against the wall.
"Uh huh... you do that." Suddenly their eyes locked and a silence passed between them. Pan looked into Trunks' ocean blue eyes, while Trunks looked deep into her own. Suddenly, Pan remembered what had happened a few nights before. She had almost told Trunks the truth, about how she really did like him more then a friend and more then a brother. Little did she know that Trunks was thinking the same thing. Out of nowhere, the secratury walked in and gasped, looking at the two. Pan and Trunks hadn't realized how close they were to each other and suddenly seperated, both blushing badly.
"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh! I'm so sorry, Trunks!" The secratury almost squealed. Trunks and Pan looked at each other and then to the secratury. Both putting their hands up in defense.
"No! It's not like that!" They both said. The secratury blinked and then grinned.
"Right... i'll let myself out." And with that, she left. Pan and Trunks sighed softly and then casted low glances at each other. The silence lasted for a while and both became a little uncomfortable.
"Pan... I..." Trunks almost choked as he tried to find his words. Pan looked to him for a few minutes and then smiled slightly, deciding to work on another subject.
"Hey, you and Bra are invited to Uncle Goten's BBQ. I know Bra's going, but I stopped by to see if you could go." She said almost hopefully, wanting him to be around. Parties were always a blast with Trunks. Trunks blinked and glanced to his paperwork, but looked back before Pan could tell and smiled.
"Yeah, i'll be there after work. Think you manage without me for a while?" He asked teasingly.
"Eh... I suppose I can." Pan giggled a little and walked towards the window.
"I better get going, Bra will have a fit if i'm late." She said, opening the window. Trunks walked over and grabbed her hand softly, helping her float out. A small blush appeared over Pan's cheeks and she smiled.
"Thanks, Trunks..." Trunks smiled back and winked.
"C-ya later on tonight, Pan Chan." Pan nodded, a silver aura appearing around her as she blasted off. Trunks sighed, watching her until she was out of sight.
"Tonight..." he said outloud, but to himself. "Tonight, i'll tell her."

   Bra tapped her foot impationtly and checked her watch several times as she growled to herself. Pan knew she was late and was preparing herself for a lecture as she landed next to Bra a few moments later.
   "Sorry i'm late, B-Chan!" She said sympatheticly. Bra did a little 'hmph' and crossed her arms. Was it just Pan, or did Bra and Trunks seem very much like Vegeta when they did that?
   "It's alright, i've only been waiting here 30 minutes is all. Where've you been?" She asked, eyeing Pan as she waited for an answer. Pan shuffled a little nervously and grinned.
"Nowhere really. I just decided not to fly very fast this time, thats all." Bra tilted her head and raised a brow.
   "Uh huh... Like I believe that." She examined Pan's facial expression, blinked, and then giggled uncontrollably.
   "Ah! You were with Trunks, spill it!" Pan blinked and anyone could tell Bra was right from the blush that appeared on Pan's face.
   "Fine fine, I went to go and see Trunks to see if he was going to go to Uncle Goten's tonight. He said he would and that was that. You're still going, aren't you?" Pan asked. Bra nodded a little more faster then usual as her eyes lit up.
   "To see Goten, you know i'll be there!" Pan fell over, but then stood back up and sighed.
   "I swear, you care more about getting Goten to like you then you do about clothes." She grinned, but Bra cocked her head to the side and hmphed.
   "So? It's the same thing about you and Trunks, you love Trunks! It's obvious!" Bra pointed an accusing finger at Pan, who blushed even more. Having quickly regained her senses, she put a hand over Bra's mouth and glared a little.
   "Would you keep quiet?" This made Bra giggle more.
   "It's true, it's true!" She muffled from behind Pan's hand. Pan sighed and moved her hand.
   "Please don't tell him I like him? He probably doesn't even like me in the same way, besides, we've always thought of each other as brother and sister." She glanced down a little, then looks back to Bra.
   "I don't think so, Panny Chan, Trunks likes you." She smiled reassuringly, "Trust me, he does." Pan smiled at her friend and nodded.
   "Yeah... maybe. Let's just enjoy the fair, eh?" They both smiled and began to walk down the streets, which were filled with booths, people selling things, and the great smells of food.
   "Hey! Pan, Bra!" Both of the girls blinked at hearing their names and looked around. Pan saw a waving hand and looks towards the owner. Bra did as well.
   "Ubuu! How are ya?" Pan smiled a little. She didn't like Ubuu more then a friend, but he liked her more then a friend would. Bra walked up next to Pan and also smiled at Ubuu.
   "I'm fine thanks, and how are you two lovely ladies doing?" He asked, looking more at Pan then Bra.
   "We're fine, just enjoying the fair and all." Bra said, still with a smile.
   "Oh, me too. Mind if I hang out with you guys?" Pan sighed to herself and pretended to be looking at a food stand, although, she was getting kinda hungry.
   "Nah, you can hang, it's fine! Right, Panny?" Bra looked over to Pan, or where she thought Pan was and blinked as she wasn't there. "Pan....?" Bra looked around confused, as did Ubuu.
   "Two of those... one of those... and some of those, please!" Pan smiled happily, both her hands hanging onto the cart as the young man who owned it got all she asked for, putting it onto a plastic plate.
   "That'll be..." He typed a few numbers on a small calculator. "12 dollars and... 15 cents." He extended his palm to collect the money Pan had given to him. She recieved her change and stuffed it in her pocket, already munching on the meat, which was on a stick. She held a plate with the rest of her food on it, walking towards Bra and Ubuu.
   "Wow, even 1/4 Saiyans have appitites!" Ubuu observed, blinking several times, "You even eat more than Bra does! And she's more Saiyan than you are!" Pan attempted to talk back, but all Ubuu and Bra could understand was that she was mumbling and her mouth was full of food. Ubuu sweatdropped and raised a brow. Bra rolled her eyes, putting her hands on her hips.
   "At least I care about my figure..." Bra smiled, flipping her hair back. Pan nearly choked on her food and swallowed finally.
   "Well... at least I don't starve myself!" And with that, Pan ate more that was on her food, "And I DO have a good figure!" Ubuu and Bra laughed and so did Pan, after she finished eating anyway.
   "So.... Now what do you guys wanna do?" Pan tilted her head.
   "Hmm... Well, we could just walk around and see what's here. Maybe we can buy some stuff." Bra closed her eyes and Pan nodded quickly. Bra peeked an eye open, "Besides food, of course." Pan slowly stopped nodding. Ubuu laughed and shook his head.
   "Come on you two, let's go have some fun!" With that, the two warriors, and the shopping fanatic, ran off together towards anything they found entertaining.

Back at Capsule Corp.........

   "Woman! Did you hear me?!" Vegeta's voice echoed throughout the enter building it seemed. Bulma crossed her arms and leaned against a wall, her glasses fell just slightly on her nose, exposing her still bright blue eyes.
   "Baka... After all these years, he's still got a temper and manages to address me as 'Woman'." Bulma sighed and shook her head, opening her eyes and moved forward, walking back towards her lab. She smirked as Vegeta's yells stopped and then sighed, taking off the work gloves she had been wearing. Closing her eyes again, she took off her Capsule Corp jacket and tied it around her waist, leaving her in a blue Capsule Corp. t-shirt and a pair of jeans. Suddenly, and out of nowhere, two strong, tanned, and scarred arms wrapped themselves around Bulma's stomach. Bulma tensed just a little and stared forward, smiling some as she remembered the familure feeling of her Prince.
   "Usually when someone calls for you, you answer them." Vegeta said coldly. Bulma sighed and moved from his grasp, getting ready to put her gloves back on when Vegeta walked up from behind her again and gently took her gloves, tossing them behind his shoulder. "Woman, you're always so difficult."
   "Like you aren't?" Bulma turned to face him, glaring some. Vegeta stared back into her eyes, his own narrowed, but his hands finding their way to her hips. Bulma didn't even bother to glance down and kept staring at him. Slowly, Vegeta's expression softened, very slowly at that. In fact, only Bulma could notice his change sometimes. Vegeta smirked some, remembering when Bulma had first asked him to stay with her at Capsule Corp. and how she had said he was cute.
   "Now what?" Bulma raised a brow. Vegeta usually had something ammusing to him on his mind when he smirked.
   "Nothing, just thinking that you were a lot better looking all those years back." Bulma's eyes just about flared up and she began hitting his chest. Vegeta just glanced down, blinking some at her faulty attempts at hitting him and smirked more... Until she hit him full force in the chin, making his head fling to the side. He slowly looked back at an enraged and teary eyed Bulma.
   "I still DO look good, baka!!" She turned, fuming and headed towards her office once more. Vegeta ignored the throbbing in his lower face and appeared in front of her, his hands moving up and down her sides thoughtfully. Bulma sniffed some, glaring at him. For her age, she actually did look very good. Vegeta smiled some for once and leaned closer to her, kissing her ear.
   "I was kidding, woman. You take everything so harshly these days." His hands trailed all the way up her sides and moved back down just a little bit past her hips. "I still happen to like your figure." Bulma looked at him and Vegeta leaned back and gazed in her eyes.
   "Vegeta..." Bulma smiled some and hugged him close. Vegeta picked her up easily in his arms and floated in the air, heading towards a flight of stairs and floated up them. Trunks stood wide eyed and sweatdropping, coffee overflowing his mug as he kept staring at where his mother and father just were.
   "So... he does show her some feelings once in a while..." He eeped as he realized hot coffee was pouring on his hand and moved the coffee container up. Grabbing a towel, he cleaned up the mess he had accidently made and sipped from his mug thoughtfully. His mind trailed past all the work he had to do here, to tonight at his best friends BBQ. The food would be great and plenty, as about half of the people going would be part Saiyan. That made his mind drift to Pan. "Pan..." He closed his eyes, setting the coffee mug down on the table and sighed, moving his hair back with one hand. He was on his lunch break and sat down in a chair.
   "I have to tell her, if I don't... Agh, I just can't hold back my feelings for her anymore." Images of Pan seemed to flash in front of him. Everytime she gave him the peace sign with that cute smile. How she showed the pride of a Saiyan every time she got mad. When as a child, she had started to ask him to train her, which he did, almost too good, because Pan had come close to beating him and she wasn't even a Super Saiyan. Her orange bandana, her black gloves, her chain. She had grown since their trip in space. She was taller, her hair was a little bit longer and she had noticable curves. Trunks felt a strong feeling in the pit of his stomach and closed his eyes. Everything just seemed to scream out 'Pan'.
   "Stop it! What if she doesn't like you like that? Think things through Trunks!" He told himself, staring forward as he slumped in his chair. Even if he did tell her, which he would... And she did return his feelings... How would they tell everyone? Gohan would flip out, Vegeta... uh... Would be glad she was at least part Saiyan... Bulma and Videl would be happy for both of them. Goten would tell him to treat her well, Bra would tell him she knew it all along, Chi Chi would be thrilled that her family would be married into a rich one, and Goku's spirit would of course be happy. The thing that worried him most was Gohan and Vegeta. And the fact that maybe people would dislike that they were together because of their age. Pan was 16, and he was 28. Some people would probably think he was a pervert, but he didn't care. He truly loved Pan, with all his heart. Sure, he flirted with other girls, and he had dated several and even.... with a few, but he was trying to fall out of love with Pan. It didn't work, in fact, he ached for her more and more each day.
   "Well... even if Gohan decides to kill me... and Vegeta disapproves, than oh well... I have to tell her, I want her to know... even if it ruins what we have now." Trunks sighed deeply, looking at his watch.    "20 minutes left... then back to work..." Trunks tilted his head, remembering Pan had said she was going to the fair with Bra. He instantly stood up, the chair going back some as he ran out of the house, glanced around and jumped into the air, flying as fast as he could towards the park where the fair was being held. He could try to see Pan and hang out for a while. It wasn't very long before Trunks had arrived and landed on the ground. He walked fastly through the park and blinked, hearing a familure tune of song, not to mention the cheers from the crowd.
   "Go Pan! Whoo!" Bra waved her arm towards the stage and Ubuu, his ahdns were cuffed around his mouth, yelled as well.
   "Alright Pan! Sing for us, babe!" That made Trunks kinda glare and he walked over towards Bra and Ubuu, standing next to his younger sister.
   "What's Pan doing?" Bra nearly jumped and then smiled.
   "Karaoke. Now be quiet! If she knows you're hear, she won't sing!" Trunks smirked and looked forward to the stage, listening to Pan begin to sing. It was all in Japanese, but translated....

   "Here I am with open arms, waiting for my boy to come to me..." Pan walked across the stage some, smiling to the boys who cheered her on and looked to all the faces of the crowd. "And when my baby's here with all his charms, I'll whisper to his ear in secrecy... baby... Funny how all dreams come true, like a fool I'm into you.." She walked back across the stage, moving a little to the beat of the music, which was pretty upbeat. "The day we met I lost my sanity.... Funny how I feel for you, Like a fool, I'm into you, you washed away my insecurity...." She winked to smiling boys and giggled as as background music played for a few moments and started to sing again, "Here we lye, heart heart, a perfect place for keeping you so near... And we'll let all the world drift far apart as I let you whisper to my ear... Baby.... Funny how all dreams come true, like a fool, I'm into you, the day we met I lost my sanity..."
   Trunks smiled at hearing her beautiful voice. He could tell he wasn't the only one who was pleased to hear such a voice, especially from all the hoots and yells from the audiance, including Ubuu and Bra, who were cheering non stop. Trunks grinned and started to yell as well.
   "Alright Pan Chan!" Pan blinked in suprise at hearing such a familure voice, but put back on a smile and continued to sing.
    "Funny how I feel for you..... like a fool, I'm into you......." Background music played some more and she ended her song with echoing the same words over and over. "Funny how all dreams come true, the day we met I lost my sanity... Funny what our love can do, like a fool, I'm into you, boy..... Dreams Come True.... like a fool I'm into you, the day we met, I lost my sanity, Funny how I feel for you, like a fool I'm into you, you washed away my insecurity....." As she ended, standing shyly, the audiance ripped into applause and cheers. Pan bowed some and smiled, waving to the audiance and tilted her head cute like, looking over to Bra, Ubuu, and..... purple hair?!? Trunks?? Pan's mind went numb and her heart was caught in her throat. She blushed and ran off stage, smiling as people took her picture and asked her how long she had been singing. She politely excused herself from the boys and the rest of the crowd, walking towards Ubuu, Bra, and Trunks.
   "Trunksu! I thought you uh... had work?" She shyly looked down, wondering why she hadn't sensed him there before. Bra raised a brow and smiled at Pan's embarressment. She nudged Pan on the shoulder and then looked at Trunks cute like.
   "Don't mind her, Oniisahn. She just likes you so much that it's hard for her to do things without getting embarressed when you're around." Pan whacked Bra in the back of the head hard enough to leave a bump.
   "OW! What was that for?!" Bra rubbed her head. Pan glared, looking down, blushing.
   "You know what it's for..." Ubuu smirked and Trunks grinned, blushing slightly as his hopes were higher from what Bra had said and the way Pan reacted.
   "You were great, Pan Chan. Really! You could be famous some day if you kept it up." Trunks smiled truthfully, his blue eyes shining in her own.
   "Really? Thanks, Trunks...." She smiled back at him shyly. Trunks returned her smile and patted her once on the head. She was short compared to him, but not that short. Bra grinned, seeing the connection between the two and giggled, grabbing Ubuu by the arm and swinging him with her.
   "C'mon Ubuu! You're gonna win me a prize!" Ubuu blinked helplessly as Bra dragged him along towards another booth. This left Pan and Trunks alone and the two looked everywhere but at each other.
   "So.... you're on your break?" Pan glanced at him with a smile.
   "Yeah.." He checked his watch and sighed some, "But only for about 10 more minutes." Pan nodded some, hiding her disappointment.
   "You're still going to Uncle Goten's BBQ, right?" Pan looked at him hopefully. Trunks nodded and smiled reassuringly.
   "Of course, I'm getting pretty hungry." Trunks winked and took a few steps back, waving a hand and giving the peace sign. "You did great Pan, you'll have to sing for m... us more often, alright? Ja ne!" Pan didn't have a chance to respond before Trunks took off in the air without care. Nobody really noticed, as there had been soem pretty weird things in the past, so it was nothing new.
   "Trunksu...." Pan smiled as she watched him fly off, still in his work uniform. "Maybe tonight, I could..."

Okie... This ish meh first Fanfic ever for DBZ, so it'll be kinda crappy ^^;; Based on real events though... Anyway, read on! ~Ashy

Heh heh heh... Finally, all your complaints about me now writing more got me to... well. write more, lol. I had fun with this part. It's still not finished, and I decided that this fanfic will have two parts. Part one is almost over =P More to come! You can send me your comments, or complaints here and return back to the main page here! Thanks!