A.N: This will be a TruMar story, in which Marron, Pan and Bulla are angels that guard Heaven, and Trunks and Goten are demons that watch over HFIL. This is the story of when Marron meets Trunks, and despite Trunks being a demon, Marron falls for him anyway. This is the story of their love.
"Daddy, when can I leave this palace?", Marron said, daydreaming about the day her prince would come and sweep her away. Her silky, white wings shone in the sunlight through the windows. Her father, the King of Angels himself, Lord Kuririn himself answered to Marron.
"Your duties come first, Marron. Then leisure. Now, do you see any troubles?", the king said. His wings were much bigger than Marron's, which were the length of her arms. The Queen of Angels, Eighteen, walked into the lookout of the palace.
"Marron, your father asked you a question. Answer him directly.", Eighteen scolded. Marron scowled and turned around.
"I see two romantic people together. I'm depressed, father. I need love.", Marron said.
"You will reach that point one day!", Kuririn snapped. Eighteen ran to him, her gown flowing behind her, her wings almost as large as Kuririn. She kept her arms gently upon her husband's shoulders.
"Calm down honey. Would you like some herbal honey tea?", she asked. Kuririn tensed, and calmed. He nodded slowly. Eighteen waved her hands gracefully, and a cup of tea over a saucer appeared. She handed it to her husband, and the King sipped it slowly.
"Marron, address the two who have appeared at the doorway.", the King ordered. Marron obediently followed orders, and she flew forward to the same couple she saw before, who were asking something.
"Princess Marron of the royal house of Heaven, we humbly ask ye permission to have us in holy matrimony.", the couple asked. The people in Heaven did this. If they wanted to marry, they would have to ask the royalty. The King must accept, or the wedding's not gonna happen. Marron, who hated being called "Princess", informed her father about the request. The King himself came to see. He examined the couple. He smiled at them.
"I accept. You two truly are meant for each other, and I know you did not meet in your lifetimes. Shame.", he said. He spread a necklace over the woman and man, over their white robes. The necklaces shined, and their wedding was held soon after. This is what Marron was forced to watch, day after day, as each happy couple came. And it never ended, the afterlife was eternal, and more people kept filing in. She visited the kingdoms around Heaven occasionally, only to end up not finding her one true love. It was a sad life...afterlife.
"Marron, time for sleep. Wear your nightgown.", her mother informed her. Marron obliged and put on her nightclothes, a comfortable cloth made from the clouds of Heaven themselves. She fell into a sound sleep soon after.
Meanwhile in HFIL, the demons Trunks watched over the horrible HFIL land. It was boring, simple and terrible. Everyone was so sour all the time, there was no joy in anyone. The one joy people found in their lives was random affairs with several other members of HFIL. Trunks, unfortunately had been forced to be part of these sometimes. Once he was blackmailed by an evil witch who slaughtered hundreds. Another time, trapped by a lady who had such an intense lust for him, he had seen no other. She trapped him, and swore she wouldn't set him free until he did it with her. The memories haunt Trunks, who feels guilt. Who could love him for who he was now? He definitely could not.
His father, the Demon King Vegeta and his mother, Demon Queen Bulma were always suspicious of him. It was tradition to find a woman, mate with her and end all this business. Vegeta had found Bulma, a beautiful sinner in her life, same afterwards.
"Trunks, what do you mean by staying here doing nothing productive?", Vegeta asked his excuse for a son.
"Dad, I don't want to find a mate, have an affair and just keep it that way. I want to find love, have a wedding and live happily ever after.", Trunks explained.
"RIDICULOUS!", Vegeta shouted.
"No, dad, I'm serious. You might be okay with this, but I'm not. You and mother both sell your bodies to whoever you want to, but I shall not do the same. I want a wife who will be faithful to me, and I will act likewise!", he explained.
"Why do you want to be like those weak, soft people of Heaven? That is pathetic, son! "Marriage"?! "Wife"?! What are these terms? And we do not sell our bodies. We merely give them to attractive others, who we wish to get pleasure out of. There is a trace of happiness in this horrible world, and this is it. You must accept it son, there is no another way.", Vegeta explained. Trunks hated his lifestyle so much. It was simply bad! It was terrible! He hated his black darkness HFIL clothes, he hated his parents, he just wanted to escape. And he did.
Usually, during his..."vacations", he never left HFIL, but today he was feeling extra rebellious. He bribed the HFIL guards. He was the Prince, he could do that. He walked out of the HFIL quickly, and continued onwards. He knew where he was going today. He couldn't get into Heaven, but despite his pleading they just wouldn't believe that he was pure of heart. Damn his parents. May they suffer in damnation, he sometimes thought. Then he remembered...they already are.
"Tch. There's no escape. And for all eternity. How long is that?", he often questioned himself. He found himself hiding, in the bushes of the great gates of Heaven. He does dare go in. And so he does.
