Hi there - Shortly getting away from all the humor of Camping Chaos, I wrote this fic. Well, I know this pairing is unusual, but I really love it ^-^ ***

"She´s like the wind.", he thought to himself. "She truly is." Watching his younger sister slowly becoming a woman hurt, but seeing her heartbroken was just as bad as seeing her injured. The boy knew his sister could fight, that she was even as strong as he was. Though, he always protected her and he would continue with it. But he couldn´t protect her from being abandoned.

Trunks slowly made his way to his sister´s room, checking on her ki and noticing it was faint. Had she been fighting? No.she hadn´t. As he came to think about it, he remembered that she had been on a date with her now two-months´ boyfriend, and she wasn´t supposed to be back by now. It was only 5 p.m. Approaching her door, he heard her weeping which nearly made his heart break. The eighteen-year-old lifted his hand hesitantly before knocking gently. The sobbing stopped for a moment. "Yeah.?" Her voice sounded cracked. "It´s me. Can I come in?" "Yeah." Trunks entered the room, closing the door behind him before taking a glance at the figure that laid on the bed, clutching a pillow to her breast. Her room was darkened, though only the thin curtains of blue material were shut. It was darkening outside because the sun had set early.which was the fate of early january. "Bra-chan? .You okay?" He could had punched himself, it was obviously that she was quite far from being okay. The crumbled figure that was his sister looked up. Strand of soft blue hair hung in her face, and turquoise eyes were glittering with tears. Her face looked pale, and the delicate body of hers was shaking. Trunks noticed she still wore the outfit she went earlier, darkblue jeans and a lightblue turtleneck. If she weren´t crying, she would´ve looked pretty. Trunks sat down at the edge of her bed. "Why are you crying, sis? Aren´t you supposed to be at the movies with, what´s his name again.y´know, that boy of yours." "Heiiji.", she mumbled, still sounding as if she head a really sore throat. And then tears started rolling down her pale cheeks again. "Now, now.c´mon, tell me. What happened?" Bra sniffled again, slightly biting her trembling lower lip. Trunks lifted a hand to wipe the tears away, and as soon as he touched her, she threw herself at him and clutched at his waist as if she never wanted to let go of him again. He laid his arms around her still trembling body, running his fingers gently through her silky hair and thinking to himself as she refused to speak and remained crying. "She´s only turning fifteen next month.I wonder what makes a soul as young as hers suffer like this over a boy.", he thought. "He.broke up with me", she whispered into his now tear-wet shirt. "He what??" "Because.because he´s with Marron now." Trunks gulped hard. He knew, if their father would get to hear that some weak human abandoned his little princess because of the daughter of a friend of Goku´s, he would kill them both immediately. Vegita was extremely protective when it came to his little girl. "Don´t tell Dad about", she mumbled as if she had read his mind. "I won´t." "Arigatou." "You don´t have to thank me, Bra-chan. I don´t want Dad to kill anyone, just because some stupid guy doesn´t know what he lost now." Trunks knew that Marron hadn´t been one of Bras best friends, but they had to go along with each other because of their parent´s friendship. He, himself, never had thought of the option of making Marron his girlfriend. She was like a human though she had powerful parent´s, liked shopping and boys better than fighting, and couldn´t even fly. The blonde one wasn´t much different from his own sister, for Bra welcomed shopping and boys too, but as the Saiyajin no Hime[1] she did fight quite well and even could power up to super saiyan level. The only one not interested in clothes and guys was the third of the Z teen generation. Daughter of Gohan, and granddaughter to famous Goku, Pan. She preferred fighting above all, for she had took part in a budokai at the age of four the first time. She was about a year younger than Bra, Marron was about two years older. Lost in his thoughts, Trunks looked at his sister who was staring up at him, unbelieving. "Lost.?" "Sure, silly." He smiled down at her, leaving her as confused as before. "Y´know, no Marron in the world could take your place. Never." "I think I don´t understand what you´re up to." Trunks´smile widened. Now the girl looked like her mother with her brows nearly contracted. "Let me explain.though this Baka doesn´t know that your father´s a prince and one of the strongest beings in universe, which makes you a princess and strong as well, he still knows that your mother owns Capsule Corp. and isn´t only the richest but also the cleverest woman in the world, which leaves you being not only able to fulfill all your dreams at once but also being a genius on your own." She stared at him in confusion, but seemed to understand the meaning. "Know what I mean? Dende, you even jumped over two classes in school and still are working on a higher niveau than your classmates!" "Well.you did, too." Her voice seemed to get it´s original tone back as she responded. "Doesn´t matter now.what I am trying to say is, you should go on and forget about that idiot. Someone like him doesn´t deserve someone like you. Understood?" He smiled as she nodded. "Good. And now get rid of your tears, because Dad is gone to train with Goku, and I´m going to train with you now." Getting up and leaving the room, he was quite satisfied with himself. He didn´t like his sister crying, it made his heart break, though he didn´t know why. Sure, he loved her, because she was his little sis and because Vegita would kill him if he didn´t love her, would he?