I don't own DBZ and all characters in it, but I love them. This is a Trunks and Marron fic, I think her age fits Trunks more than Pan. Please tell me if you like it or not.
Learn to be Faithful
Chapter 1
Trunks leaned his back against his leather chair, in the President Room of Capsule Corporation Headquarter, releasing a heavy sigh out of his breath. What his secretary had just informed him annoyed his thought.
"Miss Pan is waiting for you in the waiting room right now, sir. She said she had an appointment with you for today lunch."
It had been the fourth in a week. Trunks knew what Pan wanted from him, but he didn't know how he had to deal with a teenager puberty hormone. He still had ten minutes before lunch time to think what he would do, but suddenly a cherry voice came across his room.
"I hope, I'm not too early for our lunch." She said with a small and cherry voice.
She had been standing before his table, with her usual costumes; a pair of middy jeans and a casual red shirt, her head was wrapped in small red veil that her ponytail emerged almost covering both her eyebrows, her haircut hung above her shoulder. Nothing special, but Trunks knew, she planned on something.
He frowned, losing the word to say. Her eyes were teasing him. "How did you get in?" he finally spoke.
"That's none of your concern. Or may be you like me sneaking through your window more?" That was not an insult. She just was still teasing him.
"Of course that is. This is my office."
"I'll tell you when I get my ice cream. Come on." She pulled Trunks hand, raising him from his sitting position.
"Pan! Actually I can't go with you for lunch this afternoon. I'll have lunch with my clients from Dubai…"
"Lie! Your secretary told me that you're free now. Let's go! I'm hungry!" Pan was still holding his hand and pulling him out of his room.
Trunks surrendered as he followed Pan walking through the door. Most of the employees were glancing at them as the couple walked before them, and they started to whisper each other behind their back. Pan walked in confidence, Trunks' right hand in her hold. "It will be more difficult…Good, the last thing I need is that my employees think I'm a pedophile ,"Trunks thought.
They were still sitting at the restaurant; Pan was still finishing her dessert. Actually Trunks had lost his appetite, the Saiyan appetite of course and he only ate about twice human normal portion. His eyes were staring at the ceiling while Pan kept talking and finishing her dessert at the same time. There was still a bowl of ice cream sundae on his table before him. He spooned some with a lazy gesture.
"You know, uncle Goten's wedding remains two weeks again."
"Hm…Hm.." Trunks was not too listening to her. He didn't bother about his early question to Pan on about how she could manage to get into his room office. He knew that stubborn tomboy girl would always do anything to get what she wanted.
"My mom insists that I should wear a nice dress at the party. She doesn't want me to wear jeans. What do you think?"
"That sounds good." His mother's voice annoyed his thought, "If you keep treating her that way, sooner or later she'll fall in love with you."
He'd already known about that, he was not stupid.
"Do you really think so?"
"Yeah, why not?" Since the day she met him as a teenager, Trunks knew that that tomboy girl always looked at him with adoring eyes. Her teenager puberty hormone or might be her lack of experiences didn't bother to hide her feeling to him. He had managed to react as normal as he could. Not too sweet that would lead her to a misunderstanding, but he knew he couldn't act too bad that would hurt the falling in love teenager too much.
"Okay, if you really think so, what about you take me shopping to choose me the outfit?"
"I have to talk to someone," he thought.
If only she were just an ordinary friend or just an ordinary fan, it would be very easy to him to say no. But she was the daughter of one of his family's closest friend. He could not just break her heart without facing the consequences. He had to find way out quickly!
He didn't realize that the spoon he used hung above the table with melting ice cream falling down. Pan stared at him quizzically, hurt look in her eyes.
"Trunks! Trunks! Are you listening to me?" Pan waved her hand before his face to get his attention.
"What?!" He turned his head and surprised by his little messy thing, "I'm sorry." He grabbed few sheets of tissues to overcome the problem. It was embarrassing of course for the president of the greatest company on earth to be so improperly mannered.
"Well, it is not only about the ice cream."
"Excuse me?" He looked at her eyes and saw that hurt look and felt guilty.
"Well, since you said it's nice if I wear dress to uncle Goten's wedding, so what about you take me shopping to choose me the outfit?" Pan repeated her sentence with emphasized patient tone.
"Um..um.." He was loosing his words, "Why me?" He asked stupidly.
"I…I want to know what you really like."
Pushing her too far to this matter would like giving her a clue to admit her feeling out loud to him. He was not ready for the answer yet. "Oh..well, Why don't you just go with your mom? Can't she choose you the outfit?"
"I don't think her choice will suit with you."
"Go with Bulla then. Oh, well I think I'm running out my lunch time now. I have to go to work back Pan. I'm sorry." He stood, leaving Pan in disappointment and half eaten dessert, on his halfway he added, "And don't worry about the bill. I tell them to charge it on my account."
He half run through the crowd to reach an empty gang to fly off.
There was always time for Trunks Vegeta Briefs to run from his boredom routine in Capsule Corp. Headquarter and indulge his sentimental fantasy even in the mid of the day. Sneaking out through his window office and just flying off in height gave him a great pleasure. He was his father's son; however, he gave himself a reason for one of his slack attitudes, it didn't mean to say that Vegeta was an irresponsible man of course; everyone could say that he was a religious in his training routine. It was just that everybody knew that he would see an office room as a worse place than hell. So would his son. But even his mother had to admit that she herself had given contribution to this attitude. Bulma Briefs was once a crazy adventurer wasn't she?
"I miss you…" He whispered.
The small figure whose waist was being embraced suddenly turned her face to the lavender haired figure behind her. She didn't have time to be shocked by his sudden coming; it happened a lot, so why should she be shocked. She gave him her nicest smile and kissed him on his cheek, "What brings you here in the mid of day?"
"Is that all I get? After flying thousand miles distance here? A kiss on the cheek?"
"My apologize, your highness. So I think you deserve this." They kissed passionately for a long moment until she broke it first to gasp for air.
Trunks lifted that small body and she hung her hands on his neck on the way to the bed.
He probably didn't remember a name, but he knew he couldn't forget a figure. A freshman girl, slim, tall with long red hair past billow her shoulders. She stood before his bed in the dormitory room. And though she was trembling when she stripped the garments she wore one by one, he could see that there was no doubt in her eyes. There were only two shiny adoring eyes, with blushed cheeks that showed her embarrassment. She might never do it before, I could tell from her inexperienced gesture, he thought and he was getting more excited. After all her garments lay on the floor, that trembling perfect naked body walked toward him, who was lying on the bed. His eyes searched all over the body before him, full of lust.
"Are you ready?" he asked.
"Y-yeah…"
He pulled her hand and started to brush it with his kisses. He couldn't remember any detail more, but when he rolled his body to embrace her, her body turned into a dead one, blood expelled all over it and the thing shocked him most was when that small mouth shouted, "How could you?"
He woke up before she did and found himself released a heavy sigh; sweat drops over his forehead. It wasn't a girl with red hair who lay next to him, but one with blond hair. "Thanks, Kami, it's just nightmare" he shouted and then look at the figure next to him on the bed, "I won't let the same thing happen to you, I love you. But I don't know how long she will haunt me this way"
He admired the beauty next to him. Her naked body was under cover to her chest which rose and fell in rhythmic breathing. Her bare shoulders shined their pale color. He could feel the smoothness of her skin even without touching it. He brushed her cheek to lift a fist of blond hair upon that beautiful face. How he loved the image before him. She was so peaceful in closed eyes and the peace also flew over his whole body every time he saw them, and when they were opened, they were even more beautiful. Two bright sapphires eyes, always shiny in spirit and drove him crazy every time she glanced at him. He couldn't help to kiss her lips; causing her moan. She opened her eyes sleepily.
"Wake up, sleeping princess. I've kissed your lips."
"I know…" She watched him dressing through her sleepy eyes. He made teasing gestures on the way he put himself in his office suit. She laughed.
"Don't laugh at me princess…"he tried to look annoyed, but failed and sent her a wide smile.
"Didn't it what you mean to?" She shut her mouth with one hand.
"Yeah…but now you make it hard for me to leave…"He said in spoiled tone and jumped back onto the bed
She gave him a tight hug, "Oow….so don't leave…Stay here please?"
"You know that what I exactly want…But I have to go back to work. My secretary will be very suspicious if I leave too long…"
There was silence for a moment till he said, "Oh, I know…I'll be back here tonight, I'll stay over.."
"Really? Won't your mother look for you?"
"Oh come on, I am not a baby, I am almost thirty now. I'll give her a call. Besides, there is something I really want to tell you."
"Okay, ..but I won't be back till 10 pm. I'll be in the bookstore, it's my shift."
"I'll pick you there then…Come on, give me one more kisses before I leave."
She indulged him with one long deep tight kiss, "I love you sooo much, Trunks," she said as they broke the kisses.
"I love you too, Marron, I love you very much."
He answered as he jumped on his feet and flied through the window.
Things didn't walk so well for him today, except the great lovemaking he had with Marron of course. That nightmare followed him to his office when he was listening to a new marketing design presentation. The lady before the projector seemed to over talking or over acting, he couldn't tell. It wasn't any graphic or diagram he saw on the projector screen, it was that red haired girl. It was supposed to be a long time since the last time she haunted him. He knew it wasn't a real ghost, he wasn't supposed to be afraid of ghost of course. It was just a nightmare. It might be a warning, he thought, a warning that he had to start to be serious. He would talk about it to Marron later.
He was glad that there was no more things to do after 9 pm. The meeting had successfully taken some decisions without any contributions from him, except his approval nods for every suggestion his staffs gave him, of course, since he was deep in his own thought during the meeting. Trunks impatiently went out his office, met his chauffeur to tell him that he didn't need to be driven home tonight. After that old baldy man left him, he made a phone call to his mother to tell him that he would spent some time with Marron and would not go home. Since his mother had known about his relationship with Marron, she approved his permission without any complaints. He flied off to North City to the bookstore Marron had worked part time over this year.
They were sitting on the sofa, embracing each other. Marron's head laid on Trunks' shoulder, "I want you to be ready for everything I'm going to tell you." He said.
"Sure, I am ready."
"And please promise me that you won't hate me after this, that you won't stay away from me..."
She tighten her embrace as an answer and then he went on his story.
Author note; What would Trunks tell to Marron?
I hope you'll read the next chapter
