Note: It's been over 10 years since I've written any fics. Thank you to all my readers who still read these. It has motivated me to write again after all this time. I really do appreciate reading reviews and seeing people who favor my work. It really means a lot!

After completing Convoluted, I decided to re-write this and with the help of one of my good friends, the entire story has been edited. Most of it is the same, there were some changes here and there with the dialog and all. But the sequence of events and what happens is the same, if you've already read this... if not... ENJOY!

Revised- 09-2017

Chapter 1: Welcome Home

The fall crisp breeze shot goosebumps on my bare legs as I stood outside of an old friend's home. If only Bra didn't come over and dressed me to her liking, I would've been in some jeans and a nice sweater. But here I am, in a mid-thigh-matted black leather skirt, matching black boots and a loose striped sweater. Not sure if I'm trying to make an impression with this outfit or just tried to look cute.

"Marron, you look fine!" Bra said confidently when she saw me freeze at the walk way, staring at the house.

I took a deep breath "Ok, here goes nothing."

Bra grabbed my hand to pull me forward till we reached the door. She knocked and I started feeling knots in my stomach. Someone was going to answer the door, I could only hope it wasn't going to be him. Yes, we did date for a little over six months back then, which to some people is not that long at all. But why was I so nervous?

Just then the door opened and I recognized a face I hadn't seen in years, but this was not him.

"Hi Goten!" Squealed Bra as she gave him a big hug.

"OH! Hey guys! Long time no see." Goten's eyes glanced slowly from my feet, all the way up to my face as he continued hugging Bra. I just gave him a slight smile and wave, awaiting my turn to greet him properly.

"Hi Marron." He said once Bra waved off to me and went inside. His arms welcomed me in for a hug, squeezing me in his strong and solid arms. His taut chest, squishing onto the side of my face. His frame was thick and cut with muscles which always grabbed the attention of many gawking girls I remember seeing him with when we all used to hang out. Sure, I guess it was impressive but it was never a surprise, he always looked this way to me.

He continued his hold, lifting me off my toes like I was the one who went away these past five years.

"Hi Goten." I said, restrained, using with whatever air I could push out from his embrace. He set me down slowly and placed his hands on the shoulders as he took a step back, watching him look me up and down with detective like eyes.

"You look really..." he paused a moment and with an impressed look on his face he finished with, "nice! Wow!"

"Um, thanks..." I said shyly. Partially embarrassed.

"You look good as well. It sure has been a while." I lastly said as we stood there just staring at each other for a second.

"It has?" He said as his eyes darted up as if he were trying to remember.

"At least a couple years Goten." I said, shaking my head and quietly let out a sigh, "I've seen your dad more than you."

He placed a hand behind his head playfully and laughed, reminding me of how silly and carefree he always was. You would think he was the blonde one in some cases, "Ha, I guess so! Anyway, come on in!"

He moved aside, allowing me to enter first. My heart began pounding hard again as I walked in glancing at the room full of familiar faces and searching the room for his face. Acting distracted, I went around saying hi to the older folks that seemed to settle into the front end of the living room, making small talk as I made my way around, wondering if I'd catch him in my peripheral.

"Marron!" I turned around to Bra's voice and saw her at the partition, waving me over toward the kitchen. I excused myself and began walking toward her.

"Lets have a drink!" She patted me on the shoulder just as I turned the corner and I tripped over my feet. I let out a small yelp and felt someone catch me mid-fall. My eyes shut tightly, I had one hand grabbing hold of the familiar rigid traps of his thick neck, his recognizable arms, still bold and firm. The smell of a familiar cologne. My favorite of his. Shit! My nerves took hold of my fear. I looked up and of course, there he was. Soft purple hair, parted down the middle of his crown, resting on the sides of his face. Clear blue eyes that held me in my place as he held me with one hand, drink in the other.

"Whoa! Are you ok?" he said, his voice was clarity. My heart raced as I straightened up myself, smoothing my hair to one side so I didn't look as much of a mess as I felt. I couldn't believe he was here and still looked so... hot. Just as I remembered.

"Oops, you ok Mare?" Bra said flippantly.

"Long time no see Marron!" He said once I seemed stable.

"Hi Trunks, sorry about that, but welcome home!" I said and gave him a proper hug, quickly taking in the feeling of every muscle wrapped around me. I bit my bottom lip and grimaced. How embarrassing. Way to give a first impression right out the gate.

"You look nice." He said once we separated and his eyes glanced at me in that same gesture as Goten's earlier.

"Thanks." I gave him a quick glance- dark jeans, gray shirt and a black matted jacket that basically matched the skirt I was wearing, like we were both coordinating our wardrobe.

"You're welcome!" Bra whispered as she passed from behind me. My eyes turned to follow her, narrowing suspiciously to her. Did she plan this? Trunks cleared his throat and I darted my eyes back into his deep, blue eyes. I always loved that about him, remembering how I'd always get lost in them when we were together. One of my favorite features.

"How've you been?" he asked, breaking the ice.

"I've been good. How's business?"

"Good. I mean, we'll see how this next branch works out. Five years was a lot longer than I anticipated... It's really good to see you Mare." He lastly said, patting my arm as if I were nothing more than an acquaintance before walking off to where Goten and Bra were.

I felt dumb, embarrassed and overwhelmed by some sort of expectancy about seeing him again, worried and nervous for nothing. I slowly followed behind and whispered to myself "good to see you too."

We all stood around the table and I saw the drinks of alcohol spread around in shot glasses. I stood between Trunks and Goten as their topic of choice was who could beat who now. A typical topic. I still felt nervous standing next to him. Every minor touch or graze from him shot an electric current through me. Then Goten placed his arm around my shoulders.

"Right Marron?" He said, pressing his fingers into my arm.

"Huh?" I glanced over at him.

"Don't you think he's gotten soft over the years?" He said, turning his eyes to Trunks and I just looked over as he smiled at me, making me melt as I smiled right back.

"That's between you two." I said. Just then Bra passed out some shots to each of us.

"To my brother, welcome home!" She raised her glass up as we followed and I looked over at him, taking him in one more time.

"Thanks!" He added, as we all clinked glasses and took down the bitter drink.

The rest of the night kind of went like that. Small talk and catching up with these old friends over a few drinks. All I gathered from the conversations that night were that Trunks had a hard time setting up the next Capsule Corp. overseas which is why he was gone so long. Goten was still Goten, dating as much as I did shopping. The only information I had divulged was that I was working at a law firm as an assistant and that my current dating situation was ho hum compared to all three of them. Bra was the only one I had really gotten close to since her brother left and she was maturing into a beautiful and smart woman, similar to her mother at her age. Trunks only seized to make fun of her of course, seeing as how the last time he saw her she was going through puberty. I started feeling more comfortable around these two, like nothing changed.

"Marron!" A male voice called out to me as I was just leaving the bathroom. I turned around and saw Goten walking toward me.

"Goten!" I said playfully back at him. Once he was next to me, he draped his arm around my shoulders as I wrapped my arm behind his waist and we walked toward the living room. By this time, all the other guests had left and it was just us four.

"I'm glad you came, I guess I really haven't seen you in a long time." He confessed as we walked clumsily down the hall. I agreed.

"You seemed to have changed from the last time I remember," he continued.

"I have? How so?" I asked as I thought back on what he could have possibly noticed. Was it the clothes? Because for sure, this was not something I usually wore unless I was going out (better yet, unless I was going out of my way to try to impress someone). But nonetheless, I didn't think I changed much. At least not in the last two years since I last hung out or saw him.

"I don't know exactly, but you seem... different." He said, looking like he was trying to pin point it out in his mind. I cocked my head and looked at him confused. Did I get fat, ugly, weird, what?

"Good different, good different." He finished quickly with a hand up in defense.

"Oh-kay? I guess." I said blankly, not understanding what that meant. Was it a compliment?

Trunks: I saw Marron and Goten come down the hall laughing with each other and his arm around her. She looked really good. I can't believe I've been gone this long and didn't notice this before. Why was it we broke up again?

"Right Trunks?" Bra interrupted.

"Huh?" I said as I leaned my ear toward my sister, keeping an eye on Marron. For some odd reason I felt a tinge of jealousy seeing their arms around each other. My jaw tensed subconsciously. But it was Goten, he's always like that without meaning to be. I began to space out, wondering how close they became while I was gone. Did they date at one point like we did? Were they dating now? Did she date anyone else while away? If so, who? All these kinds of questions poisoned my mind and it made me wonder what is it that I'm missing about her?

"I said, I did a good job picking Marrons outfit didn't I?" Bra repeated, louder this time.

"Yes." I looked over to my sister and narrowed my eyes at her annoyance, "why'd you pick that though?"

"I wanted her to look good!" she snorted.

I grunted as they made their way over to us and sat on the floor across the coffee table. I continued just watching her wondering what to bring up next just so I could make conversation. Bra continued to talk to Marron, although about what, I wasn't sure. Half listening to Goten make jokes as I just kept my eyes on her. She was beautiful in ways that I couldn't find in the other girls over the years. She was also cute without realizing it, as I remembered the time I got her a little figurine from a collection I noticed she had over the years. She was also sexy in a way that wasn't so obvious, especially in her outfit tonight. Sure it wasn't all that revealing, but it sure got me to notice.

Then she stood up, straightening out her skirt.

"I'm going to head home. I'm beat."

"Are you ok? I can-"

"I'll take you." Goten interrupted and it irked me in some way, "You're on the way home."

"Ok." She said almost too cheerfully.

"Welcome home again Trunks." She said lastly as she gave me a quick hug and kiss on the cheek, making my face blush as I felt the impression left on my cheek.

"Thanks for coming again you two!" Bra exclaimed. "Let's all meet up again this week or something!"

"Sure." Marron and Goten answered in sync.

Marron:

"Come on, I'll fly you home" Goten said as we stood outside the Brief's house.

"Are you sure about this?"

"I'm fine, I promise. Just get on my back. You still live in the same spot right?"

"Yes."

"Here then." He said as he took his coat off and draped it around me.

"Thanks Goten." He turned around to give me his back as I climbed up behind him. Wrapping my arms across his broad shoulders, overlapping them as my hands were flat against his protruding chest. Then before I knew it, up we went. The air was chilling as we flew above the city lights. I closed my eyes to keep from drying in the cold air, burying my face in his back as his dark hair was becoming an annoyance, hitting my face.

"You know, I'm pretty sure Trunks noticed your little outfit tonight." He said as I blushed at the thought.

"Hmmm." I said as I looked down at my outfit "Bra picked it out for some reason."

"I'm glad she did. It caught my eye too, that's for sure." He said as I blushed at the compliment. I guess it wasn't that bad, after all, I was getting a lot of compliments for such a simple outfit. I guess I need to wear skirts more often. After about ten minutes, we arrived at my place. He slowly landed in front of my door as I got down, handing him his jacket.

"Thanks. Did you want to come in for a bit? Warm up a little before heading out?" I asked, thinking it was pretty cold outside and he could use something warm to drink before he flew back in the cold. Which I knew would take at least a good forty-five minutes to an hour if he still lived at Mount Paozu by his family.

"Sure!" He said nonchalantly. Afterall, it wasn't a big deal to invite him in. It wasn't anything out of the ordinary considering how close we were.

I unlocked the door and turned on a few lights as we got in. Then headed toward the kitchen as he followed. I could feel him glancing around taking in sight what everything looked like.

I opened up the fridge and asked him if he wanted something to drink. Just as I grabbed a couple bottles of water from the fridge, I gasped loudly, startled to find him standing behind me. I braced the bottles tightly against my chest. Our faces just inches away from each other.

"Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you." He smiled warmly at me and there was something about him in that moment. Something that made me look at him differently. We stood there staring into each other. His dark eyes piercing into mine. My mind went blank and my heart was still pounding hard from the scare or perhaps it was the lack of space between us. But I could feel this weird kind of pull I was getting from him, without him having to lay a finger on me. Was he moving? Was I moving? What was happening here? I watched his eyes slowly move back and forth, first staring down at my lips then back at me, looking for some sort of permission. I couldn't move. Not sure if I wanted to either. But slowly, and almost as if he was waiting for me to stop him, his eyes languidly began to close the closer he got till he pressed his lips onto mine. My eyes shutting the moment it happened. His lips were soft and still. I could feel myself melting beneath him. I wasn't sure what to do. I never thought about us ever kissing before.

Then slowly, as soon as our lips parted, leaving the smallest distance between our faces, I embarrassingly said, "Um? Goten."

I didn't know what to say. I turned my body slightly to place the bottles down as I could see his eyes dart down and looking just as embarrassed and apologetic as I was.

"I'm sorry. I-" Before he could say another word, I wrapped my arms around him and sealed his words with my lips. His hands landed on the refrigerator door to stabilize himself. I don't know what came over me or why or if I really wanted to do that. His hand then pressed against my back, pushing me closer into him. Conforming my body onto his, I could feel all the muscles on his torso. His hands began to trace my entire body, feeling around every curve of it and groping in places I'd never imagine him putting his hand on on me. There was a desperation in his kissing and the way his hands moved around. Almost as if it was something aching inside of him for the longest time.

Our breathing was ragged each time our lips parted. Taking in deep breaths before they touched once again. His body was pushing against mine till I was pinned against the refrigerator.

I wasn't sure of my actions just then. Was I doing this because I expected something more to happen with Trunks? Maybe a bigger reaction when he saw me. I wasn't so sure, but it felt nice to be kissed again. His kissing was more than I would've expected and in all honesty, I felt I wanted more...