Disclaimer- I don't own Db/DBZ/DBGT. If I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfics. I would be at the store spending my million dollars on chocolate. Lots and lots of chocolate. -^.^-

A/N- I'm starting another fic. Ya'll probably think I'm crazy now, but I just can't help it! This weird idea has been stuck in my head for a long time and I've been dying to start it.

Like the summary says, yes, this is a Pan/Yamcha. Why? Because Pan is my fave character and I think that Yamcha deserves some slack. I have seen so many fics with summaries talking about Yamcha cheating on Bulma, Yamcha being such a player, blah, blah, blah. I know he makes the perfect bad guy and all, but wasn't it actually Bulma who cheated on him with Vegeta? (Not that I blame her) Well, I'm not so sure so if I'm wrong, someone tell me.

Anyway, for the ages let's say….

Pan- sixteen

Yamcha from the past- Err…twenty? Yea, I know that's wrong, but oh, well.

Yamcha from Pan's regular timeline- Old! Is he even alive??? Anyway, he will be alive in this story although he won't do much anyway.

So on with the fic!

"Yamcha! You jerk!"

"What? Eh?" The dark-haired boy was snapped out of his reverie as he bewilderingly stared at the angry girl in front of him. "What did I do?"

The girl rolled her large, indigo-colored eyes as she firmly placed her hands on her hips. "Don't you even dare try and act all innocent! I'm sick of this!"

"Sick of what? Bulma, what did I do?" He repeated desperately.

"You were staring at that girl!" She complained, flinging her finger mindlessly towards a large mob of people as she tried to point out his wrongdoing.

"Bulma…that's a guy…"

"Not him!"

"That blonde woman?" Yamcha asked, raising an eyebrow for emphasis.

"Yes, her! You were totally checking her out! Why do you always do this to me? I think I can trust you and then you go and stay something stupid or do something stupid and we always end up arguing!"

Actually, you always end up yelling at me, Yamcha thought glumly, but he knew better than to say so.

"Look, I swear, I wasn't checking her out, I wasn't even looking at her!"

"Yes, you were!" Bulma argued stubbornly, flipping back her cerulean hair with an arrogant look.

"But…I-" She held up her hand, signaling him to stop and continued walking forward with a swift, and obviously furious, pace.

Yamcha sighed. Bulma was right, this always happened. He would do or say something that was somehow offensive to her and she would end up yelling at him and leaving him. It was just…she was so obstinate! He couldn't argue with that. As a matter of fact, he downright hated their long quarrels. On the contrary…she seemed to enjoy it. But did she expect him to suddenly disagree with everything she said and just stop listening to her? That would never happen- they had too much in common.

But on the bright side…they always made up in the end and he felt that all these immature arguments were only a small sacrifice to pay for the value of their love.

"Yamcha, get over here!" He sighed again as he heard that oh-so-familiar voice, demanding him away from his thoughts.

"Coming!" Yamcha gritted his teeth.

'A small sacrifice…' Right…

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"Hello? Pan? This is Bra." Bra was sprawled across her giant bed with her head dangling off the edge and the telephone on her stomach. She absently twirled the cord around her slender finger while listening to Pan's response.

"Yeah, anyway, I was wondering if you wanted to come over and hang-out for a while. I'm sooooo bored. It should be fun. Trunks is inviting Goten and Marron, too." Picking up the telephone, she plopped it next to her and rolled over onto her stomach, running frustrated fingers through her tousled hair.

"Yea, I said Marron. I don't know why. They've been hanging out lately. No, she is not staying the night." Bra rummaged through a drawer, looking for a brush. "Why do you care so much, Pan?"

"Uhhuh, whatever. So I guess I'll see you soon? Good, okay, bye Pan." Placing down the phone, she swiftly brushed her hair.

"…But she is right. Trunks and her have been spending a lot of time together. I wonder if…No, never mind." She strongly shook her head. "That wouldn't be right."

A/N- Ermm…So…what did you think? Good? Bad? Interesting? Nothing much really happens yet so it can't be that good, but for once; I actually know where this story is going. Anyways, all feedback is appreciated. ^_^