Disclaimer- I do not own Dragonball Z/GT or any of the characters. Yadda yadda copy writes Akira Toriyama.

Ok, people…I hate repeating myself, but this story like all the others is totally mine! Anyone who says otherwise can take it up with me or be shot!

Ok, some of you might now that this was originally a Bra and 17 fan fiction titled "Results May Vary", but I like this story so much I wanna turn it into a Pan and Trunks because they're my favorite couple.

This story is totally AU and everyone is way WAY out of character! I'm just going to post this first chapter and see how things go.

Erm…I fixed this chapter 'cause I still had Bra's name written in places and it was confusing people…sorry about that.

Pan- 18

Trunks- 21

Bra- 19

Goten- 20

Juunanagou- 19

Marron- 21

Make up other ages as you please.

So Far Away

Chapter 1

Moon Baby

Saiyans: A might race of fools consumed with pride, they know nothing. Saiyans are almost like children if you think about it. Something doesn't go the way they want and they throw a fit, destroying everything that they get their hands on.

Saiyan men are the worst, thinking only of themselves. No love for their wives or children. The main reason for claiming a mate wasn't for love, but reproduction and pleasure. Saiyan's are truly a sad race of cold hearts, though they always came out on top in whatever they came up against.

Saying such things could have a person sent to the torture chamber to have they're tongue removed. Who would have the guts to speak so ill mannered of the Saiyan race then Son Pan.

After the death of her parents and grandparents, King Vegeta adopted her and her uncle even though he hated Goku with a passion. Being Saiyans, he accepted them as his own. What better way to stick it to Goku then turning the last living members of his family into cold killers?

They also filled a missing gap in his heart. Both his children where long lost to him. Princess Bra and Prince Trunks. They were traders by nature. They left Planet Vegeta to join the Human Resistance force on earth. They didn't think it was right turning them into slaves on their own planet. He hadn't seen them in more then 4 years.

To Pan, living on Planet Vegeta was no picnic. Being the adopted daughter of the king of all Saiyan's wasn't easy, constantly having someone fallowing you, catering to your every need. It sounds great, but after while you find yourself feeling like a helpless child.

Naturally, she was taught to fight and control her Saiyan powers, but not long after her 16th birthday, she found herself to be more powerful then half the King's personal bodyguards.

Of course, she was expected to be powerful, after all she was the child of Gohan, grand daughter of Goku, earning her a spot in his Top Assassins List, but no matter what she did or how hard she tried, she could never beat her uncle.

Goten was the leader on Vegeta's Assassins, leaving Pan 2nd in command. Something she didn't take lightly. Ever since she was little, she was used to winning. She ruled in everything that she did until it came to her uncle. Soon Vegeta was no longer sending her out on missions.

Whenever there was a problem, Goten was always called and Pan was left in her room staring at the ceiling, wondering why she bothered to breath anymore. Killing herself was more tempting then her mother and fathers constant bellowing of marriage to a young Saiyan man.

The idea of marrying a Saiyan made her nocuous, but marriage to another race was forbidden even though her own father had broken that law when he married her adoptive mother. Disgrace should have come to the family when he married a weak human woman, but he didn't care. Unlike most Saiyans, Vegeta loved his wife.

He took her adoptive mother, Bulma, after the destruction of the human race on Earth, turning it into a slave planet where humans dug up natural minerals for Saiyan prophet. They lived like animals, being sold to the highest bidder. Pan found it to be disgusting.

Nothing was pleasurable to her as the days passed, having to sit around the dinner table listening to Goten tell Vegeta how he's got the human resistance on earth on the run. Soon she stopped showing up for dinner entirely, not that anyone noticed.

Living the life of a Saiyan Princess just wasn't everything it's cracked up to be…

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"You there, boy!" Vegeta shouted from her throne at a nervous looking human slave, who jumped and fell into a table.

"Yes, sir!" He replied, fumbling to keep a glass vase from hitting the floor and shattering to pieces.

Vegeta took a deep breath in annoyance as the vase did indeed shatter at the young boy's feet. "Summon the princess at once! I must speak with her and I'm not taking no for an answer from her!"

Yes, my lord! Of course, my lord! I've very sorry, my lord!" The boy rambled loudly, trying to pick up the pieces of the broken vase.

"Just leave it and summon my daughter!" Vegeta yelled, getting to his feet in a fury.

"Sorry my lord! How stupid of me!" The boy stuttered, running for the throne rooms doors.

When the doors closed, Vegeta took his seat next to his wife. "I don't see why you insist on keeping these young human kids as slaves. They would do better in the mines."

Bulma smiled as a thick vein popped out of Vegeta's forehead. "Calm yourself, you know what happened last time."

Vegeta grunted and turned his gaze from her. "These humans…they bring more trouble then they're worth."

"Your forgetting I'm human, Vegeta. I hope your not implying that I'm more trouble then I'm worth." She said coyly.

Vegeta caught her playfulness and turned back to his blue haired beauty. "Your worth all the trouble in the world, my love."

Bulma smiled as Vegeta fed into her ego. "That's what I thought." She said, putting her hand out to him.

Vegeta took her hand and placed a single kiss upon it then looked up at her. "Can't we rid ourselves of humans after we've sucked their planet dry?"

"You're thinking ahead of yourself once again. We've only just begun to tap the natural minerals the Earth has to offer. I'd give it another 5 years then maybe you can do away with the humans." Bulma said, sneering in the opposite direction on her husband. She really did love Vegeta, but she was human after all.

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Somewhere deep within the palace walls the young human boy made his way to a mass of giant doors reading "KEEP OUT!" written in red spray paint. Leave it to Pan to be the rebel.

He knocked, but no one answered. He slowly cracked one of the doors to Pan's room and was hit hard with the smells of burning incense of jasmine. He slid into the room curiously and felt a warm tingling sensation growing inside of him.

He fallowed a strand of red lights when he hit a set of five red steps. He walked up them slowly, coming to a large bed with giant, red silk bed curtains hanging freely around it. The young boy gulped and moved one side of the curtain out of the way to peer inside the dark mass of red and black silk sheets.

In the mess of pillows and blankets, he found the soft flesh of the Princess' back as she lay on her stomach, a silk sheet hanging loosely around her waist. The young boy began to shake with nervousness as he realized she was naked.

"Um, Prin…Princess." He stuttered.

Pan groaned and turned to side as two Saiyan males appeared on both sides of her. The boys face became pale as he turned to leave the room in embarrassment when a hand gripped his shoulder tightly.

"You're not getting away with coming in and waking me up without telling me why." Pan said in a husky voice.

"Sorry, Princess." He said, turning back to face her.

Pan was sitting up in bed, clutching the sheet to her breast lazily. "Let me guess, my father sent you?" She asked coldly, sliding off the side of the bed.

"Yes, he wished to speak with you." He answered, fallowing her down the steps.

"Haven't spoken to him in weeks. Probably wants me to do some shit job." She mumbled, slamming her hip into the side of her vanity mirror in the dark. "Goddamn it!" She growled, hitting the light switch on the side of the wall.

Everything in the room lit up as the red lights faded. Pan sat down in front of her mirror and pulled a cigarette out of it's case.

"Smoking isn't good for you Princess."

Pan laughed, lighting it. "You only live once." She said, blowing the smoke in his direction causing him to cough. "If my father wants to see me, he's going to have to wait. Tell him that, will you?"

The boy bowed and left Pan's sight.

"Poor kid, this place has him scared shitless." She said, chuckling to herself. "Imagine that."

"What do you mean, I'll have to wait!!" Vegeta shouted, getting to his feet.

"That's what the Princess told me to tell you, my lord." The boy said, cowering before him in hopes of not getting a lashing.

"Who does she think she is! I wait for no one!" Vegeta barked slamming his fist down on his arm rests. The blood vein in his forehead was being to bulge like never before. You could actually see the blood rushing through it.

"Vegeta! You're going to have a heart attack if you don't calm down. Maybe she has a good reason for making us wait." Bulma said in her daughter's defiance.

"We'll see about that!" Vegeta growled, sitting down. "You may go!"

"Yes, sir!" The boy squeaked, running from the throne room.

Not long after, Pan had dressed and was making her way through the halls.

"Get the hell out of my way!" She shouted, knocking Saiyan guard to the side as if they were nothing. "Why the hell are you standing in the halls anyway? Don't you have something better to be doing like kissing my father's ass, so he doesn't rid himself of you!" She shouted slamming the throne room doors open.

Servants already in the room grabbed the doors and held them open as Pan stood before them with her hands on her hips. "You called." She snapped, glaring at her father.

"Pan, how nice it is for you to grace us with your presence." Vegeta said, trying to control his temper.

"Huh!" She chucking, walking towards her mother and father. "What is it this time?" She asked.

"Since your bringing it up so soon, I'm sending you off on a job." He answered.

Pan nodded her head and put her hands back on her hips. "I should have guessed. You always send me off one some bullshit assignment when Goten gets all the important ones leaving him to claim all the glory."

Vegeta just about jumped out of his seat when Bulma grabbed his arm. "That's not true, Pan." She said, narrowing her eyes on him. "The human rebels on Earth have taken another mining camp. Goten has been unable to track the leader-."

"Oh, so you're asking me to bail out your great leader, huh? Ha!" Pan snapped.

"No, that's not what we're asking. Goten doesn't need bailing out, he just needs your help." Bulma said calmly.

"Goten is good at taking things by force. He's not an assassin like you. We haven't needed you in such a long time because we never knew where the leader of the Human Resistance Force of Earth was, but we think we've found him." Vegeta explained.

Pan put her hand under her chain and smacked her lips together. "You want me to go behind enemy lines and kill the leader of the Human Resistance."

"Exactly."

"Why can't Goten just send his men in and do it?" Pan asked, not liking the idea.

"He'll catch wind of what's going on and flee before Goten and the others can reach him. It's a job for my top assassin. You're the only one who knows how to infiltrate the enemy and kill their leader before anyone notices."

Pan laughed hysterically aloud at her father. "All of a sudden I'm your top assassin! Oh, that's funny!"

Before Vegeta could say another word, the palace rooms flew open once again as Goten came walking in with a giant smile on his face.

Vegeta's face automatically lit up with joy. "Goten! Welcome home!"

"It's good to be home." He replied, walking up and standing next to Pan. "How's my niece? Did you miss me?" He asked, putting his arm around her shoulder.

Pan leaned away and narrowed her eyes. "You were gone?" She asked.

"You're such a kidder, Pan!" He said obnoxiously, slapping her on the back.

Pan was jolted forward and threw her elbow back expecting to hit him in the chest, but hit nothing for Goten had left her side to hugs his mother. "Dumb ass…"

"What was that?" Vegeta asked.

"Nothing…" She lied, crossing her arms.

'Look at them! Acting as though he's god! He's not better then anyone else!' Pan thought, feeling anger build up inside of her.

"We were just asking your sister if she would take the job." Vegeta said as Goten left the throne to stand next to his sister again.

"Really?" He said, turning to her. "Are you accepting?" He asked.

Pan felt like walking up to her father and strangling the life from him that very moment. She would have told her parents to kiss off, but not with Goten standing there. Knowing they needed her to do something he couldn't meant nothing to her, but having Goten know she could do something he couldn't…was glorious!

"Yeah, I'll accept." She said proudly.

"That's great!" Goten said, smacking her on the shoulder once more.

Pan clenched her teeth and returned the savor, knocking Goten forward, smiling stupidly.

Goten paid no attention as he turned back to their parents. "I almost forgot! I'm engaged for marriage!"

Pan's jaw just about dropped off as Vegeta and Bulma seemed to be filled with joy.

'What moron of a woman did he trick into marrying him?' Pan wondered as Marron came walking into the throne room.

"I know you wanted me to marry a Saiyan woman, but my heart tells me otherwise. Marron and I are in love." Goten said, pulling her into his arms.

"Are you sure about this, Goten?" Bulma asked.

"Sure as I'll ever be!" He answered.

Vegeta patted Goten on the back. "Then we'll have a celebration to congratulate the both of you!"

Pan would have reached up and torn the hair from her head if it wasn't for the pride she took in her looks.

'Of course! They celebrate when I'm leaving! That's just like them!' She through leaving the room in a silent tantrum.

Marron was the only one who seemed to notice and came running after Pan. "Wait!" She called.

Pan rolled her eyes and turned. "What?" She snapped.

"I know you're upset that I'm marrying your uncle, but-"

Pan's face crunched in disbelief. "I'm not upset because you're marrying my uncle!" She hissed.

Marron smiled. "It's ok, you can tell me."

God, she wanted to punch Marron in her stupid blonde head, but held herself back. "You're not getting it."

"If you're not upset why are you leaving?" She asked, stupidly.

"I've been sent on a mission because Goten can't handle it himself! Now, if you don't mind, I have to prep my ship!" Pan yelled, leaving her in the hallway.

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In the docking room of the palace, Pan chased every living soul from the area, throwing things at anything that moved.

"I should be glad to be rid of this place!" She shouted, turning to her ship.

"Jeez, I'm surprise dad hasn't given you to his precious son! I guess they left you alone because you're my pride and joy." She said, looking up at a giant red spaceship.

"I guess it's time to go, just the two of us like it used to be." She said, beginning to walk up the onramp.

"Pan, wait!" A young girl shouted, waving her hands into the air.

"Paris, what are you doing here?" Pan asked.

"I want to come with you." She answered.

Pan signed and shook her head. "I can't take you with me this time. It's too dangerous. I'll be going into the middle of the Human Resistance Force on Earth."

"I don't care. That's even more of a reason for me to go with you, so your not alone and don't get into trouble." Paris whined.

"I'm sorry; this is something I have to do on my own…to prove myself." Pan said, pressing a large red button on the side of the ship, which triggered the bay door to shut.

"Pan, it's not fair!" Paris shouted as the docking doors opened and Pan fired up the engines.

"I'd leave if you don't wanna become BBQ, Paris." She said, readying the ship.

Paris ran from the room as Pan's engines hit full power and she blasted out of the docking bay into the night sky of Planet Vegeta. Pan flopped down into her chair, letting one leg hang over the armrest, as Planet Vegeta got smaller and smaller from her window view from space. "Bet they don't even know I'm gone." She said turning to her controls.