Chapter 19 is here! This is the last chapter, but I might make a really sweet epilogue. This chapter is the tournament I mentioned in the last chapter. Thanks to ~MarronFlowerJm~(Jonita) for helping me edit this. I hope you like it! I don’t own DBZ.

~PanHopeNvs~

"Oh, Pan!" said Bra gasping, "There are thousands of people out there!"

Pan nodded. Bra and Pan were standing on Bra’s balcony looking out on the stadium. All the greatest warriors of the Sons and Briefs had come to participate. Many of the people in the audience were friends and family of the competitors.

Pan and Bra regretted that they wouldn’t be able to enter the tournament. Gohan was feeling better and he was entering, as well as Goten, Vegeta, and Trunks.

"Milady?" Pan heard a voice say. She turned around and saw Agatha standing there.

"The tournament is about to start," said Agatha.

"Yay!" said Bra tugging on Pan’s arm, "Let’s go!"

"Oh, milady?" said Agatha smiling, "That dress looks good on you."

Pan frowned and Agatha started laughing.

* * *

Pan and Bra walked towards the stadium. Pan was still feeling terrible about what she had said to Trunks.

"Excuse me?" said Bra to a man, "Where are the Briefs sitting?"

"The Briefs are sitting on the left side of the stadium, princess," he replied, "You have a special seat reserved for you under your own coat of arms."

"Thank you," said Bra curtseying, "Let’s go Pan!"

"Wait a second Bra!" said Pan horrified, "My coat of arms is on both sides of the stadium!"

Bra gasped, for indeed, Pan’s coat of arms was on the Son’s side, beside her father’s, and on the Briefs’ side, beside her husband’s.

"But…Pan, you can’t think of sitting with the Sons!" cried Bra, "You are one of the Briefs now! What would Trunks think if you sat with the Sons?"

"I…" Pan looked at her father and mother, then she looked at Trunks. Trunks was looking straight at her, waiting for her to make her decision. Pan looked back at her mother and father. Where should I sit? I would hurt my parents’ feelings if I sat with Trunks, and I would hurt Trunks’ feelings if I sat with my parents…

"Princess Pan!" squealed Marron, running up to Pan and hugging her, "Come sit! Everyone is waiting!"

Marron pulled Pan into the Son side of the stadium before Pan could do anything. Soon Pan was seated beside her father and Goten. Marron who was seated behind her, with 18 and Krillen, never stopped taking about how cute the guys on the field were.

Pan looked at Trunks apologetically, but Trunks turned away sadly. Pan sighed. Bra was right. She should have sat with her husband. Stupid Marron! Why did she have to pull me onto this side? I don’t belong here!

"Ooh, princess!" said Marron giggling, "Isn’t that guy so cute? Look at his muscles!"

Pan snapped her head around, "Marron! Will you SHUT UP!"

Marron immediately stopped taking. "Sorry, princess," she said whimpering. Pan turned back around and fixed her eyes on the field.

Hours of battling passed until the battle that Pan wanted to see was about to take place. Trunks vs. Gohan. They stood on horses at opposite sides of the ring and got ready to charge at each other. The shot blew and the horses took off.

Pan suddenly got up. I can’t watch, she thought. She ran out of the stadium and bumped into someone. She shoved whoever it was aside and kept on running, but she felt an arm holding her back.

"Let go of me!" she cried trying desperately to get away from the stadium. She looked up to see who it was, and saw that it was Uub.

"Listen, princess," said Uub firmly, "Do you know what’s happening out there?"

"Yes," said Pan struggling to break free of Uub’s grasp, "My husband and my father are going to charge at each other with lances and one of them will be dismounted. The other will be declared the winner. Can you let me go now?!"

"No," said Uub, "You want to know what’s happening? Your husband is letting your father beat him to a bloody pulp. Why? Because he promised you that he wouldn’t harm your family! He’s dying for you!"

"No…" whispered Pan, turning around and gazing at the stadium. Sure enough, Trunks was on the floor, with Gohan pounding him. An uproar of boo’s rose from the crowd. Daddy, what are you doing?! This is a friendly tournament, with rules. There is no killing allowed! You are breaking the rules! You’re killing Trunks! Daddy, why?

"DADDY! STOP!" screamed Pan, but her voice could not be heard above the crowd. Pan screamed out again, but it failed. Oh, no! TRUNKS!

Pan ran. She ran onto the battle field, ran to her husband, to save him.

* * *

Trunks felt the waves of pain wrack his body. He was allowing himself to be killed. I’m doing this for you, Pan. I’m keeping my promise. Trunks saw a figure running towards him. The pain clouded his vision so that he couldn’t see clearly, but he could make out long dark hair. It’s Pan. She’s come to finish what her father started. She’s come to kill me.

Trunks struggled to stand. I’m right here, Pan, finish me off. End my miserable life. But instead of driving a weapon into his heart, as he expected, Pan threw her arms around his neck and buried her head into his chest. She sobbed against him.

"Trunks…Trunks, you’re okay!" she whispered. Trunks gasped. She still loves me?

Pan got down on her knees before Trunks and took his hands. She lifted her tear-streaked face to look at him.

"Please, Trunks, forgive me?" she asked, still sobbing. Trunks smiled. He yanked her up into his arms, and kissed her.

"I love you, Pan Son," he said gazing into her eyes.

"And I love you, Trunks Briefs," said Pan smiling.

The crowd applauded loudly. Soon everyone was standing up and clapping and cheering. Thousands of people were there to witness the end of the feud between Chikyuu and Vegeta.

(the epilogue will have lots of T/P and G/B!)