To die for
Chapter 1


A/N: I'm back, luvries. (say it out loud, kids, say it out loud...) I told you it wouldn't take that long for chapter 2 to come out! I have all day to sit around and write, since we don't have school today (bless thee who made teacher conferences! ^.^) So here you have it. Chapter 2. R&R if you like it! Also, I recommend listening to the song, "Everything I do (I do it for you)" by Brian Adams. It's the song I was listening to when I wrote this fic, I think it fits perfectly. Well, that's my opinion. Read on! Warning! Okay, If you didn't get this before, here I go again: This fic is tragic. And it involves suicide attempts. this may seem like T/M at first, but be warned, this will turn to T/P in the next coming chapters. This is depressing (I think I've already said this) so you may want to get your tissues ready. Rated 'R' for swearing, suicide themes and adult themes (later on!). I'm really sorry T/M fans, I promise I'll have something out for you soon! Some sappy romance, I suppose. But you know, I'm really best at angst, as crazy as it sounds.

Disclaimer: Dragonball and co. are all (c) Akira Toyiama, Bandi, Bird Studio, TOEI and FUNimation. If I'm missing any, I'm sorry. I don't own any of the characters, I'm just using them for the fic.

P.S. Let me explain how this works. The first chapter is Pan's POV (point of view). This chapter is Trunks POV. The next chapter will be something else, I haven't decided yet. ^.^;

P.S.S. Bon appetite!

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To die for - chapter 2
a fic by Hachimitsu
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She looks at peace, although her face is a ghostly shade of pale and her eyes are now dark and swollen. Her eyes. Those are what I can't get over the most. Once upon a time those eyes were bright and full of laughter, they lit up the whole room when she entered. She was such a bright soul, you could see it in her chocolate-brown eyes.

But they are no longer warm, you can no longer see the light to her soul.

Her once beautiful brown hair is now a mess, framing her shallow face. Her breathing is slow and rigid now, but no longer coming out in choked gasps. Choking on her own blood. I close my eyes, the sight coming back to me like an unpleasant dream. A nightmare...

*Flashback*

"Pan! Pan, where are you!?"

I ran down the hallway. Something isn't right, her ki is fading...

"Pan! Answer me, please! Where-"

I opened the door. My mouth falls open as I lay my eyes on the most horrendous thing he had ever seen. Pan's lying on the floor in a puddle of blood. Her eyes were open with a mixture of horror, pain and pleasure. I felt my knees go out.

"Oh GOD! PAN!"

She laughed, a cold, cruel laugh. Almost lifeless. She brings the glass up to her arm and slices the skin. I watch in horror as her life spills before my eyes.

"Nooo! Pan, stop it!"

She laughed again, tears streaming down her face. Then she stops. She bows her head, for a minute it looks like she fell asleep. Then she raised her head up again, her brown eyes flashed with pain.

"Why Trunks?"

*End flashback*

I opened my eyes and cringed. It was my fault she did this. But, why? What pushed her over the edge? From what I knew, she was happy...

I looked down at my hands, still covered in her blood. The blood she had shed because of me. All my fault. And, for the first time in a long time, I put my head in my hands and sobbed.

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I didn't know what time it was when I awoke, but I knew it had at least been several hours. I must've fallen asleep. I blink rapidly, my eyes trying to adjust to the light. When my vision came back into focus, I noticed there were other people in the room with me. Videl and Gohan were standing by the hospital bed; Videl was crying into Gohan's shoulder. Everyone else were staring at Pan with expressionless faces.

"I don't get it," I heard Videl whimpered as Gohan pulled her closer. "Why would she do something like this? What made her try and end her life?"

"I don't know," Gohan whispered, his voice wavering. "I don't know."

"Trunks," Goku said finally, his voice soft, "The nurses said you found her. Do you have a clue to why she'd-"

"No," I said firmly. My eyes were locked on Pan's arm, which were no longer bleeding, but many scars had taken place. Goku shut his mouth abruptly. "Oh...okay."

I couldn't take it anymore. I felt too sick beyond words. I rose quickly and headed to the bathroom on the other side of the room. The image of Pan's pained expression played in my mind as I threw up. I could still see the blood...Oh, I'm going to be sick...

"Trunks!?" I heard my mother cry, pounding her fist on the door. "Trunks, are you all right? What's going on in there?"

I couldn't hear her. She seemed so far away. The sight of Pan sitting in that puddle of her own blood is playing over and over in my mind. I can't take this. I can see the light bouncing off of the piece of glass as she raised it in her hand…I feel sick again.

Why did she do this? I don't understand. I wish I could talk to her, ask her what she was thinking. But she never explained, just looked at me with her eyes filled with pain and made the final slice… v
I rose up with much effort and walked back out into the hospital room. I took a quick glance at Pan from across the room, but my eyes didn't stay there, it was too painful. I noticed that a nurse had walked in when I was in the bathroom, and she was explaining something to Gohan and Videl, who wore identical anxious expressions. I caught on to what she was saying quickly.

"...and she has lost quite an amount of blood so far; it's a miracle she hasn't died yet." Everyone in the room exchanged glances. "But we're working on her, we're doing everything in our power to keep her alive." The nurse sighed. "Suicide victims who do not succeed are usually extremely upset afterwards. It is obvious she wanted to die, Mr. Son, she'll probably be upset that she's still breathing. If you don't mind me asking, do you know what caused this incident?"

Gohan shook his head. "We don't."

The nurse pursed her lips. "all right then. We're doing everything we can. But we can only have one person at a time in here, so I'm afraid some of you'll have to leave."

"Let me stay," I finally said after finding my voice. "I think I can help her."

Gohan frowned. "What?"

"Please," I said, looking up at him. "I think I can help her. I just need some time with her alone."

Videl looked at her husband before turning back to Trunks. "All right," She said softly. "You may stay. Com'n, Gohan."

He gave a nod to me and left. Everyone else followed him on the way out, all stopping by me to pat me on the back or give me a look of pity. Tousan was last, he just nodded and left. As soon as the door slammed, I felt the pressure build up in my chest again. How could I save this girl? It never struck me.

I sigh and pull up a chair next to Pan's bed. For a while I couldn't say anything. All I could do was stare at her, watch her struggle to breathe. The sigh brought tears up to my eyes again.

"Why Pan?" I said softly, running a hand through her bangs. "What did I do? You were like a little sister, Panny. I love you. You *can't* die, Pan, you've got too much to live for." I close my eyes and let out a shaky breath.

"Pan," I whispered. "I'm so sorry. I'm sorry I didn't see you were depressed. I-I didn't know. No one did."

I pulled back for awile. With my left hand I gently reached up and touched the side of Pan's face. Her skin was so soft, but it was as cold as marble. I lightly traced her cheekbone with my finger and let it fall to her chin. "You're beautiful, Pan. Why didn't I noticed that before?"

I froze. Oh god, did I just say that? No. Remember Marron? You're gonna marry her his summer. Marron, Marron, Marron. You love her, Trunks.

But I love Pan, too...

Stop that!

My mind snapped back to reality when I heard the door click open. I turned quickly, Marron was leaning by the door. Her eyes were red from crying. "I just heard what happened."

I nodded.

"So Pan's...?"

"No," I said in a voice just above a whisper. "She's still alive, but just barely."

"What happened?"

"S-She tried to kill herself."

Marron walked over to where I was sitting. She glanced over at Pan's unconscious form. Another tear rolled down her cheek.

"Oh, Pan-chan..."

A long silence followed those words. I couldn't keep my eyes off Pan, she really was beautiful. Even on the brink of death, she still was a sight that made your knees go weak. Before I even realized what I was doing, I reached up and ran a finger along her lips. I quickly realized Marron was in the room, and I snapped my arm back. Oh god, please don't let her've seen that...

Another silence followed my actions. Then, Marron spoke up. "You love her, don't you, Trunks?"

My head turned to look at her. She wasn't staring at me, but looking over at Pan. I didn't know what to say.

"Well, of course I love her...she's like the sister I never had."

"No, You *love* her, don't you?"

That time I didn't answer. Instead of getting angry, a small smile formed at her lips. "I knew you did."

"Huh?"

"I knew you've had feelings for her," Marron said, unwrapping her arms across her chest and putting them behind her back. "I could always tell. Ever since you got back from finding the dark-star dragonballs six years ago, I could tell."

"But - how?"

"Your eyes always lit up whenever she entered the same room you were in," She explained. "You would always listen hard when she was talking. You would have that love-sick grin whenever you made her laugh. It was so obvious. That's why it came as a shock to me when you asked me to marry you." She shook her head. "I should've said no. Pan is the right girl for you, Trunks. You just have been denying it."

I kept opening my mouth, then shutting it, changing on my mind on what to say.

Marron laughed. When she finished, she walked over and held out my hand and dropped something into it. When I opened my hand, the engagement ring was there.

"Marron, don't..."

"Shhh," She said, placing a finger to my lips. "Don't say anything. I know you'll make the right decision, Trunks-kun. Besides, we'll always be friends, right?"

I looked at her for a long time before I smiled and nodded. "Yes. You'll always be my friend, Marron." I reached up and kissed her on the forehead. "Thank you for leading me the right way."

She grinned. "Anytime, buddy." She stood back up and stretched, before giving me one last wave. The door behind her closed with a click.

Again the room was silent. I looked down at the engagement ring. It was true. I did love Son Pan. Now when I thought back on it, I have for a long time. Why did I deny it? Because I always thought of her as little? I looked back over at the demi-Saiyajin, she wasn't a little, stubborn brat anymore. She was beautiful and mature, tall and slim. I felt a terrible sadness wash over me again.

When I had a problem, I went to Pan.

I relied on Pan.

Whenever I was sad, I could turn to her.

She always made me smile
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She was my support.

She loved me.

My life revolved around her
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She completes me.

I love her.

I've always loved her.

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End chapter 2!

Woo! Told ya I'd start to get mushy. I think this chapter's okay, it's a bit longer then the last one, I think...Oh well, I hope you enjoyed it. Want more? You hafta review! Com'n, what's 10 seconds out of your day?? Please, it'll make me sooo much happier!


Hugz-n-stuff,
Hachimitsu

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