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Summary: She was convinced it was a mistake from the beginning so she packed her bags and kissed his lips for the final time. Her intension was to never return, but he had another plan in mind…

AN: This is an AU story. The pairing is Trunks and Pan. Trunks, of course, is a prince. For those of you who read Forgotten Pleasures the setting will be partially the same. Part of it is on earth and the other part is on Planet Vegeta.

Trunks: 25

Pan: 21

Sometimes things that were supposed to be nothing start to become something. Sometimes people accidentally fall in love.

Mistakes

The crisp air welcomed her small frame through the doors of the palace and lead her into the car that would take her away from this world from what she thought was the last time. She was wrong. She had kissed his lips for the final time just ten minutes ago in his silk cushioned bed. He had groaned and reached out for her in his sleep but for the first time she denied him of her delicate touch and immediately exited his room.

She left a note for her entire family when she passed the Son mansion that she knew her homesickness would soon be the cause of. Something told her it was time to leave, it was beating in her chest commanding her to go back to the planet of blue skies and leave the one of pink. It was never a plan, just a spontaneous idea that would break hearts and end confusion.

From the beginning it was only supposed to be lust and a mere natural instinct of attraction between two people of the opposite sex. The line between sex and making love has always been a thick one but they had broken that line several times. The original plan had been complex and not so spontaneous like the heart so commonly starts; it was something that was planted in their souls long before they were ever aware of it.

All they wanted was to get rid of the lust and cravings that they had for each other but they found something more that tore her from him. Desire was never a question they both knew it was there but there was never a moment of certainty that connected between them. Doubt was prominent and in power while certainty was a peasant.

Communication was limited and one thought it was a terrible mistake from the beginning while the other never even had the thought cross the mind. The one who thought of the mistake was always ignoring the thoughts while the other remained deep in their conscious trying to control the uncontrollable. It was never supposed to get out of hand but somehow it did.

The loose ends of their hearts were never tied and he was determined to make things right again. Some mistakes are made for a purpose…

What she did was right and she was sure that there was no other option than what she had done. The rain pounded on the tinted windows wildly and the thunder was just beginning to shake the foundation of the road below her when the car stopped. She noticed instantly and began to sit up in her seat and smoothed out her black dress with one hand and removing hair from her pale face with the other.

"We are at your terminal Miss Son. I hope you'll make it to earth in this storm," her driver said with a black umbrella looming over his head while opening the door for her.

She grasped his hand and carefully placed a foot out on the wet cement side walk, "I hope the lightning doesn't start because I must leave today." Her stoic expression did have a streak of worry in it as she took her bag from the driver still sharing the umbrella with him.

"I do hope you come back soon Miss Son," her driver said pleasantly despite the weather that was pictured around them.

Pan bowed her head at him darkly and stepped out from underneath the umbrella she was sharing with him, "I'm sorry Percy but I shall not return to planet Vegeta willingly. I hope you do come and visit with my father next year when he comes to earth."

His face dropped immediately, what he heard was obviously unexpected, "Has something terribly dreadful happened Miss Son?" He tried to put the umbrella over her to keep her dry but she waved her hand as a signal to keep it away from her.

"No, just a mistake," she said with her head still down in a small whisper but she soon looked up in more of an up- beat manner, "I'm sorry but I will not be returning I stand by my word. Say goodbye to your family for me and I hope to see you again and if not- I wish you a good life Percy," with that she proceeded inside the building to catch her flight off of this planet and out of this life.

Her driver was left stunned without a word to reply to one of his long time masters.

This is the last boarding call for space flight 2-2-6 to planet Earth; please have your boarding passes ready.

A voice rang out from the large PA system through out the terminal. Percy tipped his hat to the building and entered to limo that she had just exited. He waited patiently to see a dull silver machine depart into the sky. Three minutes later he saw it just barely as it burst into hyper speed carrying his master with it.

I wish you a good life, he thought while pulling out of his parking space at the terminal.

A jolt of thunder rumbled through the palace and shook it like an earthquake. It was still early in the morning and whoever was asleep was now awake at the current hour including him. He stretched out his arms to the other side of the bed and when he didn't catch anything his eyes opened and searched around the room.

"Pan…" he called out groggily rubbing his eyes with his hands in fists. When she did not answer he slid out of his bed naked and went into the bathroom to see if the shower was on. There was no luck and he could tell that his sheets were long cold of any lingering body warmth or perfume that was there before.

She probably went home, he reasoned with his conscience. He still vaguely wondered why she would go home; normally she would stay with him. He pulled out his favorite pair of black boxers out of his drawers and a black wife beater of his head before he left his room for the dining room. He guessed that the rest of his family may have awoken as well and went straight to breakfast.

The servants opened the large double French doors to the spacious dinning room for him, when he entered parents, and sister were already there waiting for their breakfast. He groggily yawned and stretched his arms before sitting down next to his sister who appeared just as tired as he was. The wind howled outside and struck wind chimes in the garden outside but it was not a pleasant sound the came from them.

"This is storm is incredible. Did you feel that thunder earlier?" Bulma said staring out the window in awe.

Vegeta rolled his eyes and grumbled. He took a roll off his plate and said, "Woman I think that's why we're all here obviously."

Bulma glared at him and snatched the piece of bread from and shoved into her mouth making Vegeta more agitated that he already was. Bra gave a smirk that she had inherited from her father and shook her head lazily. Trunks was about to do the same when someone came rushed into the room, soaking wet, with an evident look of worry across his face.

Trunks recognized him as his best friend and stood up from his seat to walk over to him, "Goten what's wrong? You're soaking wet! Didn't Percy drive you over?"

Goten took a breath while the servants took his jacket and gave him blankets while he walked over to his prince and friend. He then wearily took out a piece of paper from his jean pocket, "Well he would have driven me over but he wasn't here this morning. I think he was taking Pan to the spaceport."

Trunks furrowed his eyebrows together and spread the look of infinite confusion across his face, "Why would Pan go to the spaceport?" The rest of his family directed their attention to Goten. Bra's eyes were now wide awake and eager to hear news of her best friend.

"She left a letter to everyone back at my house. She also left letter to you and Bra," he said pulling two envelopes out of his back pocket with the other free hand he had. He gave the letters to Trunks and Bra while opening up the piece of paper he already had in his other hand.

"I'll read you mine first and you guys see if it says the same thing on yours," he looked over at them for permission. Both of them nodded their heads and readied their letters.

"Dear Uncle Goten,

I didn't have the heart or courage to tell everyone in person that I'm leaving for earth and I will not be returning to our beloved home planet of Vegeta. I do hope you visit earth next year when Dad comes to see Great Grandpa Ox-King.

I have received a job in Capsule Corporations to work as the head of Asian relations and I will reside in West City, Japan with my office. It's a fantastic job with great benefits and a high pay that will get me a decent apartment in the city and maybe one day I'll buy a house.

You must be wondering why I've left you and basically packed up in one night to go to earth. I'm sorry things have to be this way. I'm even more sorry that I cannot tell you why I refuse to come back home ever. I have told no one why I have left in any other letter. So please do not feel offended on why I didn't tell you.

I love you my loving goofy uncle and I hope to see you next year.

Love,

Pan"

He folded his letter precisely as it had been before and held it in both hands while he sighed. He looked back up to collide with surprise faces that shook their heads in disbelief. No one in the room could believe what was happening.

"My letter says nothing of the sort," Trunks started with a little rising fury in his voice, "she didn't even leave an explanation to me! She at least left you a little information!"

Goten sat down with his friend, "Trunks what does it say?"

He calmed down slightly and cleared his throat but it would not help with the hoarseness of his voice, "Trying to grow up is hurting, you know. You make mistakes. You try to learn from them, and when you don't, it hurts even more…" (AN: This is a quote and I don't own it!)

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" he said throwing the paper on the table crossing his arms that had veins pulsing on the sides of them. He didn't know what to feel at the time. He couldn't decide on confusion or utter anger.

"Bra what does yours say?" Goten said earnestly moving on to her.

"Dear Bra,

I hope it does not offend you when you find that I will not even tell you why I'm leaving. You've been my best friend and when I was younger you were my only friend. I'm sorry that I didn't tell you that I was leaving a head of time but this was just something I had to do.

I hope you forgive me one day for this but until them you can send me as many "Fuck you" letters as you want. I'll completely understand.

All my love to you BFF,

Pan"

Silence was a compelling factor in the room as Bra dropped her letter and let her eyes be fazed over with clouds of confusion. Pan was always the one to tell her everything over everyone else. Now she was gone with no explanation but a letter to tell she had left. The only comfort she had given by writing these letters is that she had not been kidnapped during the middle of the night.

She forced her eyes to avert to her brother who was sitting adjacent to her with a solemn but proud look on his face; this was something he had inherited from his father. She then threw her attention over to her parents who had seemed to still be trying to comprehend the situation before them. Her father's face with like Trunk's except it was not solemn, the emotion that crossed his face was confusion like she and Goten were having at this point. Her mother looked like she was trying to solve a calculus problem in her head.

"Gohan has already bought tickets to catch up with Pan next month," Goten said breaking the silence, "He cannot make the trip now because of the storm and for the next month an asteroid and meteor shower is delaying travel. There are no flights available after today. But next month anyone who wants to come to earth is welcome to."

Her parents nodded their heads given a look towards Goten that they would consider it. Trunks looked on with a strong expression apparent on his face; his jaw was locked in what looked like an uncomfortable position and his eyes looked frozen with an iciness that was too hard to miss. Without saying a word he left the table and didn't wait for the servants to open the double doors for him. He slammed them both as he exited the room.

In the distance thunder seemed to be passing over the house slowly as if it were calming itself before the anger returned. Thick black clouds rolled on through the sky covering the normal florid color that overlooked her planet. She looked back down at her letter and sighed. She was defiantly going to earth next month to see Pan. There was no question about it and she was absolutely determined to know what was going on in the world of Pan. Unknowingly she let the letter slip through her hands and fall to the floor when she realized she dropped it she bent over her chair to retrieve it. Her eyes widened slightly when she noticed that the letter was now backwards and it had numbers on the back. She hadn't left an address or number in the other letters; Pan must have wanted to talk but was in too much of a hurry to stop and see her.

A slight skip of the heart in her chest told her this was serious. This would be the most serious conversation that they would ever have and maybe it would change something in Bra's life as well. Something told her the problem was so close to her but she could quite grasp it.

The Terminal was busy and it took at least a half hour to get a taxi from outside the airport. Earth had blue skies and a bright yellow sun to match Pan's mood. She smiled at some children playing leap frog on a lawn as she passed them. She now decided she was free of everything. There would be no arguments and there would be no more pain; she had the rest of her life in front of her on this planet and she intended to live it to the fullest.

She already knew her apartment would be furnished when she arrived there. Dr. Briefs and his wife had really loved her resume enough to do her such a big favor. She had taken no stuff with her from planet Vegeta except her clothes. The Briefs understood that she couldn't bring all of her stuff to earth so they told her they would help out considering she was the granddaughter of their daughter's best friend.

Deciding to enjoy her day she told the taxi to stop a couple blocks away and walked to her apartment from the terminal; it was a short walk anyways. The warm air had very welcoming to her when she left the taxi. She took off her jacket and felt the yellow sun's beams on her shoulders it had been a long time since the last time she was one earth and now she could call it her permanent home.

She came in into view of her apartment building and a large smile spread across her delicate face. When she walked in she found that there was a bell boy at the bottom and the lobby was spread in a sea of red carpet and marble. Wow the Briefs really must love me to put me in such a fancy apartment building, she thought.

"Can I help you m'am?" A teenage looking bell boy asked.

She took her eyes off the marble walls she had been staring at and looked at him, "Yes I'm a new tenant to this building. My name is Pan Son and Mr. and Mrs. Briefs have been furnishing my place for the past week."

His smile widened and he bowed his head slightly when he had heard her name, "Of course Miss Son," he had understood her importance, "let me take you to your new apartment."

"Thank you very much," Pan bowed back while she handed him her bag. They entered a golden elevator and inside there was enough room for at least fifteen people to be roomed comfortably. The bell boy pressed the button that had the letter 'P' engraved across it. After twenty floors he opened the elevator doors and rolled his cart with her bags on it across the hallway to her room which was the only one on her floor.

He pulled a silver key out of his pocket and slid it in to the lock with perfect and. With one turn and a slight shake the door popped itself open and Pan gasped in awe at what she saw. The first thing she saw were large windows that were at least twenty feet high with electronic blinds to cover them during the night time. She next looked at all the furniture that had been placed in her apartment for her. It was so picturesque that she felt like she was in a magazine for Martha Stewart.

"Miss?" The bellboy asked after a few minutes while Pan still looked around her apartment.

Pan snapped out of her expression of awe and smiled gratefully towards him, "Thank you for showing me to my room," she pulled out her wallet and handed him a twenty, "it's very beautiful."

The bell boy gaped at his money; he had never received a tip so big in the two years he had worked in the building, "Thank you very much Miss Son! But you don't have to give me a tip this big."

Pan's smile widened and she took the twenty out of his hands and put it in his pocket, "I know what it's like to get minimum wage and have some rich bastards not pay you a cent for service. My first job was a waitress in a restaurant and that was the biggest rip-off job I've ever had."

The belly boy laughed at her and said, "Wow thank still. I really appreciate it! If there is anything you need Miss Son just call for me at the front desk."

"Please call me Pan. What's your name?"

"My name is Yuki. Anyways enjoy your apartment!" he handed her the key.

"Thank you very much Yuki!" The noise of the cart that had carried her luggage squeaked out of the apartment and the gentle sound of the door shutting gave Pan the signal that she was alone again. She looked at a note that the Briefs had left her saying that they hoped she would enjoy her new apartment. According to them it had two bedrooms and two bathrooms with a large kitchen and sitting area. There were three plasma screen televisions. Two were in the bedrooms and one in the living room.

Pan walked down the hallway and collapsed onto what was now her bed. Everything was perfect now. She had a job that paid seven figures and an apartment that people would kill for. Her new bosses loved her and she was far away from planet Vegeta. Even though she had everything she wanted she could not ignore a hollow heart that beat in her system. It felt as though blood would go in, but not enough, everything seemed so empty. She ignored the reason why because it was a mistake, a mistake that went to far for comfort.

Some people choose to welcome great mistakes while others ignore them in an attempt to forget. Pan thought she had finished and it was the end of an era in her life, in reality it was the opposite. This was just the beginning…

The man spread across his bed in desperation of sleep, but he felt anger as the energy from his body seemed to glow black. He didn't know whatever made him care enough to be upset but at the same time his heart pounded with the undeniable truth. He clenched his sheets and threw a pillow across the room that she had normally laid her head on at night in the after glow of their passion.

He hated fate in more ways than he could describe to anyone. He hated her scent all over his room, and he hated himself for being so stupid as to share nights with her. However, despite all the hate he felt he could not picture her in his head with the words hate written across her face. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't erase the word that was the complete opposite of his hate.

Out of his hate emerged something that tore his heart and pained his mind: sorrow. He wanted to scream and cry at the same time at how stupid he was. He never wanted to tell her and he never had the balls to do it in fear of rejection. If she rejected him his world would come crashing down and he had always known that. He realized that if he could keep their passion in the night and secret make-out session during the day, he would always have a little part of her that belonged to him.

Her enigma was everywhere, he could feel it with all the memories they shared. He had silently admitted to himself that all he wanted was her and he had to have her. If he saw a man flirt with her he would push him into a corner and ask him his intentions with Pan. He pushed every man away from her and she was only left in lingering thoughts with why nobody wanted her. There were so many men to chase away; it was hard for Trunks to keep up. There was no possible way that he would have allowed anyone to take away his Pan who he loved with every inch and fiber of his soul. He couldn't help it if he was possessive and over-protective; she was his and that's all he wanted.

He looked out the window at the thunder and lightning and imagined the blue planet beyond the clouds. He thought to himself, you can't escape me Pan Son. I'll be there in a month and there's nothing you can do about it.

Sometimes people welcome mistakes but are rejected. Sometimes these people will do anything to get thier mistake back...

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