" Once So Blue"

Disclaimer: I do not own Dragon Ball GT.

Rating: R

Warnings: angst, sap

Summary: The night before Pan leaves for college in the states, she admits her feelings to Trunks, causing the two to spend a night of passion together. The next day, Pan leaves for college, leaving Trunks a note. Five years later she returns.

Authors note: Pan is 23, Trunks is 34, Bra is 22, Marron is 29

"Once So Blue"

Chapter 2

Pan hated hospitals. They were always a downer. So bland and white, not to mention, you could literally smell illness in the air. It was hard to describe what illness smelt like, it was the type of thing you would just have to experience for yourself.

Since she had been living in America, Pan had been feeling sick. Throwing up in the mornings, having horrible headaches, often feeling very weak. It was a living nightmare. She had been experiencing her described symptoms for at least three months now.

She was finally sick and tired of being sick and tired. Pulling her wits together, she made an appointment with the local hospital.

Now she was in the doctor's office, waiting on the results to her medical tests. She was feeling very apprehensive. Whatever was on those results would effect her life greatly. Her impatience was getting the better of her and Pan started pacing her room.

"Pan Son?" a voice asked as the door opened. Pan hopped on the bed, acting as if she had been sitting all along.

"This may come as a shock to you. But according to the tests. You're pregnant."

With those two small words, everything in Pan's world shattered. Everything stopped. It was as if everything was in slow motion.

Nothing seemed real. She left the doctor's office in an automated way. Her shock was so immense.

Making her way to her apartment, she opened the teal colored door.

The moment she entered her apartment, her floodgates opened and tears started sliding down her cheeks.

"I'm pregnant," she whispered.

The only time she had been intimate with anyone was Trunks Briefs. He was the only male she had ever been with, meaning he was the only possible candidate to be the father.

Leaning against the wall, she cried more. How could this happen to her?

'I'm pregnant,' ran over and over in her mind. Her heart began racing.

'I can't go home with child. Maybe I can find some way to support myself and my new child,' she thought.

Calming herself, she sighed relieved. 'Yes that's it. I'll raise my son or daughter here in America. My family and Trunks never have to know.'

Smiling slightly, Pan walked to her bedroom to take a soothing bath.

~--~--~

Five Years Later

~--~--~

"Where is she?" a male voice asked impatiently.

"Patience Trunks," Bra said, "Her flight could be late or maybe she got on a different plane."

"No Bra, her parents paid for tickets for her to be on THAT plane," He said through clinched teeth.

"Calm down tiger," Bra said waving her hands as if putting out an imaginary flame, "I'm sure it's all one big mix up."

"I doubt it," Trunks grumbled.

After waiting in the lobby chairs for another hour, Trunks finally gave up on it.

"Trunks, where are you going?" Bra asked, following her brother.

"Home, where else," he answered.

"Trunks, Pan's family and our parents are expecting us to come home with Pan. We can't just leave. What if she shows up?"

"She isn't coming," he said irritably, "she won't be coming back. She probably found some man back in America," he spat the words out as if they were the bitterest of acid.

"Trunks, what's wrong? You've been acting like a jerk since Pan left," Bra asked, pulling on Trunks' arm, stopping him.

He looked at her with a hateful glare, "Nothing, Bra, now let me go."

His tone intimidated Bra. Her brother had never spoke to her in such a manner. Shocked, Bra let his arm go and he stalked off.

'What is wrong with you, brother. You've been this way since the day Pan left,' Bra thought, then her eyes widened. She had walked in on him naked that exact day Pan left. 'Could it be something happened between Trunks. . . and. . . . Pan.'

The car ride home was spent in a tense silence. While Bra was thinking things over in her mind, Trunks was brewing. He had been waiting on this day for five years for her to come back and for her not to show up, that meant something. It hurt Trunks. It effected him where it hurt the most. His heart.

The Briefs siblings pulled into the immense driveway of Capsule Corporation.

"What are we going to tell Gohan and Videl?"

"She didn't show up plain and simple," Trunks said smartly.

Bra sighed and got out of the car. She and Trunks opened the door to their home, only to be bombarded by Chi-Chi, Bulma, Marron, and Videl.

"Pan we're so glad you're finally home!" Chi-Chi yelled joyfully.

"Chi-Chi, she isn't here," Bra said meekly.

"What, where is she?" Videl asked. Looking over Bra's shoulder frantically.

"She isn't here. She never got off the plane," Trunks said in an annoyed fashion, bumping past all the women and stalking to his room.

"What's wrong with him?" Marron asked.

"Come on Marron, I'll tell you," Bra whispered in her ear and the two women left to the kitchen to talk.

"So what's up?" Marron asked, eating an apple she had snagged from the buffet table.

"I think my brother had a thing going on with Pan, and something happened or was said."

Marron's eyes widened, "You think he's in love with Pan!"

"Shhh!" Bra hushed, putting her hands over Marron's mouth.

"What about Pan?"

"I'm not sure about her feelings but I think she feels the same way," Bra answered.

"What are we going to do? Trunks and Pan are our best friends. We have to help them."

"I know," Bra said, placing her finger on her chin, in deep thought, "We have to get them together."

"How Bra? Pan is in America, and Trunks a.k.a. Grumpbut, is here," Marron said, watching Bra as she paced back and forth.

"That's right. So we have to bring Pan back to Japan."

"I see," Marron said, "How exactly?"

"Simple, we fly to America and bring her back here."

"What if she is married or in a relationship?"

"She won't be," Bra replied positively.

"How can you be so sure?"

"Pan is my best friend and I know if she truly was in love with my brother, she wouldn't have moved on."

"I hope your right," Marron spoke optimistically.

"I know I am," Bra answered, sounding exactly like her mother.

~--~

"Two tickets to New York, please," Bra said pulling out her mother's credit card.

"Alright Miss Briefs, will that be first class?"

"As always," Bra answered.

Grabbing the tickets and handing one to Marron, the two women made their way to the flight terminal.

"Here we go," Marron said.

"Watch out, Pan, we're coming for you," Bra said softly.

~--~

"Mommy can I stay and play a little longer. Please," a little girl begged.

"Alright Mariko, but only for a little while," the woman said, sitting on a bench. The paint was fading and it was rusting in places, but it was comfortable nonetheless.

"Yay thank you, Mommy!" the little girl shouted. She was an adorable little one, appearing to be around four or five years old. Her hair was a dark lavender and it was pulled into pig tales. Her blue eyes sparkled with life, and she seemed to always be smiling. The air around her was cheerful and one could tell she was naturally a happy child.

The woman smiled at her child and relaxed on the bench, closing her eyes and welcomed the rest.

"Bra, we'll never find her. This city is enormous," Marron complained.

"Shut up, Marron. We have to find her," Bra snapped. The two women were walking in New York's central park.

"We've been here for a week, Bra, what are the chances we're going to find her here?"

"There is a chance, Marron. Don't give up hope."

The bickering women came across a child playing in the sandbox.

"Hello," the little girl said.

Bra looked down at the little girl, "Hello."

Something was strange about this girl. She looked so familiar.

"What is your name, hon?" Marron asked.

"Mariko," the little girl answered.

"That's a pretty name," Marron answered.

Bra kept staring at Mariko's face. She seemed so familiar. The lavender hair. Blue eyes. Round face.

'No it can't be. No way,' Bra thought.

"Mariko, where is your mother?" Bra asked urgently.

"Over there on that bench," Mariko said, pointing toward a woman who appeared to be dozing off.

"Mariko, could you take us to your Mommy. I would like to meet her," Bra asked sweetly.

"Okay," Mariko said cheerfully, grabbing Bra's hand, pulling the teal haired woman with her.

"Look Mommy, I made new friends!" Mariko said happily, pulling Bra and Marron in front of her mother.

"That's nice dear," the woman said, not opening her eyes.

Marron gasped. 'What are the chances,' she thought, utterly amazed. What were the chances she would find Pan in this park after searching for the raven haired girl for a week.

"Pan?" Bra asked unbelievingly.

Hearing her name, Pan opened her eyes, only to receive the biggest shock of her life.

"Pan? Pan Son?" Marron asked with tears in her eyes.

The woman shook her head up and down, her eyes were as wide as saucers.

"We've missed you so much!" Bra exclaimed, pulling Pan into the tightest hug the raven haired girl had ever experienced in all her twenty three years of living.

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