Disclamier: id not own DBZ. Never will.

Few things, this was supposed to be an excerpt from the first chapter of my very first fanfiction ever. Please critic. I am having it be a bit vague up until probably chapter 3. Then things shall reveal itself, like how is that shopping for a ring and such. This story involves Bra, Pan, Marron, Goten, Uub and Trunks. Hexagon of love. Hope you enjoy. It's a mix or first person and third person

Chapter 1: I'm an Idiot

"Sir, how about this one? It is one of a kind, I guarantee you no other will have it in all of Satan city" said the store clerk.

"That is not what I am quite looking for."

"Of Course sir."

"Can I see that one? Yes the one with the ruby's and diamond. Hhhffff" He sighed. This was proving to be much more tricky than I thought. Two weeks of searching and he still didn't seem to find the right one. But he had this eerie feeling that finding the right one wasn't the problem. The problem was him. But he just pushed that feeling aside. Maybe he should ask his friends for help. Get there opinion. They would know which one she wanted well at least what style she would absolutely love.

God he thought. Who knew ring shopping would be so hard. Now he knew why women took so long shopping for jewelry. It had to be perfect. He was 27 soon to be 28 about to take the deep plunge as some of his guy friends would say, fall willingly to his doom. No freedom, only commitment. But he has been committed for a very long time. It's not like anything would change. We would just promise to be together forever. He knew they were going to be together forever. He knew they would not break up so why not get married? He new he loved her and she deserved to get married. After all isn't that why people date, to find the person they are to spend the rest of their lives with? He was certain he found her, its just he never thought she would be the one he would end up proposing to. Huh. Fate works in mysterious ways he thought. Suddenly his mind wandered, wandered to the day that changed his life forever.

Two years prior

She wanted to cry. But why? It's not like it was the first time she was stood-up. But she thought this time would be different. He promised it would be. She even went out and bought new lingerie. How foolish she was to believe it. Well at least it wasn't something special like an anniversary, she attempted to cheer herself up and chuckled. Anniversary. She was beginning to think they would not have a third. He was growing distant lately. At first she thought it was his work. That is what he told her it was. His company was on the brink of finishing a breakthrough invention. He had to supervise the project, wanting to make sure it would be perfect with no flaws and would be ready before the deadline.

Well actually he didn't want to, his mother wanted him to. He actually wanted to be with her is what he said. But that was not it. Call it womens intuition but something was up. What if he had enough of her? What if he stopped loving her? What if he found someone else and was cheating on her? God maybe that's the true reason he was working late hours and used this so-called new invention as an excuse. She thought about it. Thought some more. Nahhhhhh. That can't be it. He wasn't the type. She new he was working on the invention, she was merely trying to concoct outrageous reasons beside the invention to be angry at him. Maybe if she was able to get angry at him, she could use it as an excuse to leave. No she didn't want to leave him leave him. She just thought they needed a break, and well after tonight's events she knew they did. It was inevitable. Good for both of us she tried to tell herself.

He was too busy, and she respected that, but she was sick of being sad about it. Plus she was offered an opportunity to work abroad for a couple of months. Maybe if they took a break, they could focus full heartedly on their jobs and not be distracted about their lovers. This invention was important, and her constant complaining would only distract him from focusing his full attention on it... She didn't want that. And well she had a great opportunity to add to her resume. Yes when he got home tonight she would tell him. She took her out her MasterCard and handed it to the waiter. He tried to start conversation once more and make a joke.

"Oh really, hahahaha, I know what you mean" she laughed halfheartedly.

God, she hated it when waiters tried to start up conversation. It's not because they wanted to because they were interested in what the costumer had to say, but because they wanted a larger tip. God were they fake. Well she was too for faking a laugh. Oh well we are all hypocrites she thought.

"Here you are Marron. That's a nice name. One of my friends' name is Marron you'd like her but she is not nearly as pretty as you" She only smiled and left a generous tip, not because she felt obligated because of the conversation they had or that he was attempting to flirt with her, but because she knows how it is to be a waitress. It was hard. She hated it. You always had to be fake. She got up and left. When she was at the door, the waiter that served her quickly came up to her.

"Leaving already Marron. I'm off in fifteen minutes. I don't suppose you would like to get some coffee and continue our conversation?" he asked hopefully.

Ahhhh how cute she thought and how lame at the same time. "Sorry Tyler, I think we have talked about chimpanzees to last me a life time, besides I don't think by boyfriend would approve. But thank you anyway."

Yes, this particular waiters tip securing conversation involved chimpanzees of all things.

"Boyfriend," he said skeptically "You mean the guy that stood you up."

Excuse me Marron thought but before she could say anything he continued.

"If I was dating an angel like you," he continued "I would never leave you waiting at a restaurant for two hours."

"Well Ty-ler. For your information I was meeting a friend, but something came up and she couldn't make it. Please never insult my boyfriend again. You got that. If I were you I would turn around before I complain to your manager you jerk."

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you angry. It's just while you were hear you looked so sad. I was trying to be friendly and cheer you up."

She hesitated for a second but than said "No I'm sorry. I know you only meant well. Goodnight Tyler."

"Goodnight Marron." And with that she got into her car a drive to the apartment.

It was 12:30 am. She couldn't hold her sleep off any longer and fell asleep. About an hour later he came in. Boy was he tired, but it was worth it. They were almost done, which meant he would be ahead of schedule by about a month, and that meant that he would have about a month to go on a nice relaxing vacation with Marron. Boy did they both deserve it, for her being so patient with him and for him working so damned hard.

He put his shoes on the shoe rack next to the door, hung his coat, started tacking of his suit jacket and threw it on the couch, loosened his tie, took it off his head and threw it one of the kitchen stools next to the kitchen island. He unbuttoned his shirt as he continued to walk to the bedroom. She was already asleep. Good he thought. He didn't want to have see her all sad again. He took off his pants, removed the covers and slipped in right next to her in only his boxers. He slipped his hand over her waist, leaned over her head and kissed her forehead. He then snuggled into the warmth of her body. How he loved her so.

She woke up around 6:00 am to the sound of annoying singing. Did he have to do this every morning? She slowly opened her eyes, turned her body around to face the bathroom, plopped up on her elbows and saw trunks putting on his suit jacket, singing "I say a little prayer for you." She rubbed the corner of her eyes with one hand and yawned.

He noticed her and stopped singing. "Morning sweetie," he said "sleep well?"

"Well I would have if it weren't for your horrendous singing."

"I thought you loved my singing"

"Whatever gave you that idea" she said trying to throw a pillow at him and he quickly dodged it and crawled onto of the bed.

"You have the worst voice I have ever heard." He mocked an expression of hurt and said "you wound me"

"O P-lease, nothing I say could ever wound your big ego."

"Is that so" he said and quickly pulled her elbow away from underneath her. She fell flat on the bed and he kissed her, but whilst doing so he stopped, laughing with his lips millimeters from her mouth.

"What's so funny" she asked.

"Your breath" he said "it's disgusting" he continued to laugh after looking at the expression on her face.

"She grabbed another pillow and started hitting it at him. He continued to laugh while she smiled. "I was…just…joking…" he managed to say between laughs while trying to dodge being hit.

"Well FYI, your morning breath ann't that great either. Now come here and kiss me."

"Do I have too?" He pouted.

"Why you jerk"

"I'm kidding. You get so angry so quickly you know I love you." Then he went to proceed to kiss her.

She pushed away and looked into his eyes "I know" she said. He kissed her again. She deepened the kiss. She was slowly leaning to a slant against the head board; he began to progress his hands from her neck down to the side of her stomach up her tank top. He then found what he was looking for and started to room his heads around her freely. She moaned and motioned her kisses down to his chin down his neck. He tilted his head so that he gave her better access to his sensitive spot. He placed his left hand down on the pillow for support.

"You didn't show yesterday" she said between kisses. "I was so angry."

He opened his eyes in a flash then moved away from her, looked deep into her eyes. He could not believe he forgot. "Oh Marron I am so sorry. I am so sorry. I forgot. I was at work and we got held ….."

"Shsshhh. I know. Its ok." she said knowing he was sincerely sorry.

"What can I do to make it up to you?"

"Well…," she said in a seductive tone, "I know one way" and she continued to kiss him.

Boy was he lucky. If it was any other girl they would have thrown a hissy fit for him forgetting to show up to their date that was suppose to make up for all the other times he was late or never showed up.

He then moved away to kiss her on the lips, pulled away and said "I've got to go. Work calls."

She pouted her lips and started to whimper like a dog.

"No Marron please. I have to go. Believe me, there would be nowhere else I would love, and I mean LOVE to be then here with you but I have to go…Corporate meeting today... I can't be late." He kissed her one last time and got off the bed. She sat up, curled her knees near chest and plopped her arms on them.

"Ok but I need to talk to you. It's important. Can I come by for lunch?"

"Yeah sure sweetie" He said opening the door and leaving.

"Bye" she yelled out, but knew it fell on deaf ears. She sighed. She hoped that she would get one more chance to make love before she left for two months. Guess not.

She got out of bed. She stretched her arms forward, up and backwards. She made the bed. Rinsed her mouth. Ate breakfast and then brushed her teeth. Yes she brushed her teethe after eating breakfast not before. It just didn't make sense to her to brush ones teeth and then have them be dirty two minutes later. She then took a shower. Got dressed and proceeded to pack her luggage. Whilst doing so, she picked up her phone and called her bosses cell.

"Hi Darlene. How are you?... That bad huh…Well I have good news…yes I do. I am going to Italy….I knew that would make you happy. I am packing right now….well I need to get away as soon as possible and clear my head. Don't worry, I will pay the ticket. No need to refund since it is last minute and all. Believe me I know how expensive tickets can be….Yeah, I jut to clear my head and figure some things out, plus it will give us time to focuses on our respective jobs….well its only two months right…its not that long time of separation. Wait a minute are you trying to convince me to stay after you tried so hard to convince me to go?….I am not running away from my problems, like I said a break will do us good….it is not a breakup just a break Darlene just a break…thank you. I will call you when I get there….in the meantime can you e-mail me the corporate address and inform them I will be coming….Yeah I'll let you know what time my flight gets there as soon as I find out….Thank you….you too, Bye!"

Well now that was taking care of she continued to pull her shoe drawer from underneath her bed. She smiled. How she loved her shoes. She would just take a few, maybe just 20, after all she was going to go to the shoe capital of the world. She would buy some more pairs when she got to Italy. She pushed her shoe rack back underneath the bed. Pulled down the bed sheets and moved her hands across them to smooth the edges of the bed sheets and blanket. She was sort of a neat freak, but she wasn't as mad as she was a few years ago. Had she gone to the doctors, she would have probably been diagnosed with OCD she thought. But she didn't go; she knew it was just a phase. It ran in the family she was told. Kuirrin himself didn't have it, but his mother did. She got over her obsession eventually, like everyone knew she would. It was almost noontime. She was done packing and ready to leave. She called a cab and headed for Capsule Corp. Now the hard part she thought.

"Well hello Miss Chestnut. How are you.," inquired the receptionist in her usual perky voice.

"Fine, Thank You Mookie and yourself?" she smiled

"Same as usual. I would be better if I got a raise. Could you put in a good word?"

Marron laughed while saying "I'll see what I can do."

"You know of all Trunks' girlfriends, I have to say you are the best."

"You're just saying that to seal the deal. But thank you anyway if it was…nevermind I have to see Trunks. He should be available.

"Go right in, you know the way."

She took the elevator to the 20th floor. Got out and was greeted by the presence of Trunk's secretary, Missy.

"Hi Mis, how have you been?" asked Marron in a Cheerful Manner.

"Marron," she practically screamed "where have you been. IK haven't seen you in such a long time. I'm good thanks and you?"

"Fine thank you.

"So where have you been, what have you been up too?"

"Work you know the usual. Sorry Missy, but I am kind of in a rush, may I go in and see Trunks?"

"No problem. Let me just let him know." She called his office, "Sir Marron is here to see you…certainly. Go right ahead."

"Thank you." She proceeded to go in when Missy called her "Marron when you have the time we should go out for coffee and catch-up"

"Sure" and with that she entered Trunks office, shut the door and was greeted with a passionate kiss. "You have no idea how happy I am to see you," he said and started kissing her again and moved down her neck whilst moving her across the room towards the desk.

"Yeah…me too…." She some how managed to say between breaths. And then she remembered why she was here. She had to do this.

"Trunks" she moaned. He didn't say anything and continued to kiss her neck down her shoulders while he tried to undue her buttons. Oh God it feels so good. But she had no time to waste.

"No Trunks….I have to tell you something" she managed to whisper. "Hmmm" he was done buttoning her shirt and was about to take it off when she stopped him.

"What is it?" he looked into her eyes concerned. She looked at him. She had to do it plus she had a running cab outside. Who cares if your boyfriend was a billionaire, those things were expensive and she could not wait up her for an hour or so, while the fair kept going OR Could She? What the heck, she told the cabbie to wait for her no matter how long it took.

"I love you" and then she kissed him passionately.

He kissed backed, lowered his hands to her ass and lifted her on top of the desk. He then proceeded to his unfinished business and took o her top. He then broke the kiss and started kissing her neck down to her shoulder. She pushed her head back and moaned, and then moved her head to the side. Trunks began to kiss her where her bra strap was, and moved it down her shoulder and continued to kiss her all the way to the end of her shoulder back up to her luscious lips. Marron then reached for Trunks jacket, pushed it off his shoulders and took it off. She then proceeded for his shirt buttons and he proceeded to move his hand under her skirt alongside her thigh. She moaned into his mouth.

They knew no one would disturb. Missy was explicitly told to never let anyone disturb him when Marron was in his office even if it was an emergency. She never had and she never would. Marron then took his shirt of his shoulders and down his arms and began kissing his chest. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back. "Marron…. I love" He moaned. She began to unbuckle his belt, unzipped his pants and pulled them down before she could do anymore, he grabbed her hands and pulled them to her sides and leaned in to kiss her. He leaned in further and she bent her back further.

He then took his right hand from her wrist and moved it under her skirt, up her inner thigh and began to play with her. She arched her backed and heaved. He moved up to look at her face. She was beautiful. He continued to play with her and she arched her back further until she had her head on the desk. "Trunks….Oooo…mmmm…" she moaned "Please…I need you…" he moved his other hand up her skirt and removed her panty. He pushed her skirt up, bent down to kiss her and entered her. "Ahhhhhh" she screamed and they both began to pant, moan and scream for another few minutes until they both collapsed on the desk kissing each other and telling each other how much they loved each other.

They lie there for a few minutes; trunks on her chest listening to her heart beat slowly steady itself, and her with her hand holding his head and neck to her chest. It was so peaceful. She wanted to stay like this forever but knew she couldn't. A minute later she picked up his up so it was facing her face, gave a quick soft kiss to his lips and one to his forehead. He then kissed her passionately and looked like he was ready for round two. Boy was he horny, she thought. Well it has been nearly two weeks she thought. They hadn't had time to see other. He began roaming his hand across her waist and the other to under her back. She parted from the kiss and said

"No. You have work and I have to be somewhere"

"O come on just a quickie," he pleaded with puppy dog eyes. How could he go from being so damn passionate to a little child in a manner of minutes?

She affirmingly said "NO!"

"Fine" he grudgingly replied. Kissed her on the forehead and got up. He then began to dress himself as did she. She then sighed. Now or never she thought.

"Trunks I have to tell you something."

"What is it sweetie?"

Just do it. It's not like it will hurt anymore less any way I do it.

"Trunks….I …I Think we need a break" she said gazing at him from the corner of her eyes whilst finishing the last of her buttons. He stopped dressing as soon as he heard break, turned around, looked at her with confused eyes and

he asked "whaaa…what are you talking about?" flabbergasted.

"Trunks…(pause)…I think it would be best. You are always busy. I never get to see you."

"I know that sweetie and I am sorry. You have been so patient, but I won't be busy anymore…..I am almost done….Just two or so more weeks…until the test results are ready and last minute changes…then I am done. I promise. Plus I am hiring someone to take up some of my heavy load, someone who can look to supervise most of our projects…mother said she was fine with it. She knows we aren't spending that much time together so she agrees. You see you have nothing to worry about," he tried to plead and sooth her worries.

"Its not just that Trunks," she whispered in a sad tone of voice, "Trunks I know you love me and I love you but we have to figure out if it is the type of love that will lead to marriage or just a convienience type of love until the right one comes"
"Maroon what are you talking about. Of course you are the right one you foolish girl," she said soft and slowly while he proceeded to her and grabbed her hands into his own.

She looked at him, he smiled at her "are you sure about that Trunks?" she asked him very slowly, "Am I the one you want to spend the rest of your life with? Am I the one you want to have children with, grow old with?"

"Marron …." He hesitated for a sec, just a sec and she knew his answer, he was unsure no matter what he tried to say to make her stay.

"Marron of course you are. I can't picture myself with anyone else besides you." She moved her head to the side and he picked her chin up to look at him. She looked into his eyes tears beginning to well up in her own.

"Trunks" she said barely above a whisper. He took this as an indication she changed her mind and went down to kiss her closing his eyes and she hers "…I'm not" he stopped centimeters from her lips, opened his eyes and say a few stray tears fall down her face. What is she saying? What is she talking about he thought.

"Trunks we need some time apart to think things over. I have a cap waiting outside. I will be gone for two months on an assignment. I think that shall be sufficient time for us both to realize what we want," she said half-heartedly in a shaky voice.

He was shocked. He couldn't believe it, "So you have been planning this for quit some time I see," he said. There was anger evident in this tone of voice. She said nothing... Just looked down once he removed his hand from underneath her chin and moved away from her. He began moving back and forth. Then looked down and chuckled. He then moved his head up with his eyes closed and chuckled again.

"Hhhaaaaa. Ohhhhh.chuckle Oh Marron."

"Trunks, I'm sorry"

"No your not," he said whilst looking at the ceiling. Then he faced her, hands on holding his sides and "no your not" he then switched footing and yelled "I know what I want Marron. I know what I want. I want you damn-it. I can't believe you. You have been feeling this way for quite sometime," he paused and then "What was this? Quick fuck goodbye?" he yelled angrily.

She slowly cried and said "No. Trunks I…"

"I never thought you would hurt me Marron…NEVER."

"Trunks I…"

"Don't" he said in steady anger. "Don't…..GO your cab is waiting."

She closed her eyes, breathed in steadily and went up to kiss him but he turned his face from her.

"Trunks," she whispered.

"Just. Go." There was deadly venom to his voice.

She walked to the door about to open, looked back at him-he was facing the window-and she let a few silent tears stream down her face and walked out. She wiped at her face. Missy saw her walking out. To the elevator

"Hope to see you so...Marron are you Ok?" she asked worriedly.

"Yeah, missy I am fine. I will see you soon ok bye," she said hurriedly. Missy took this as her sign not to meddle. The elevator door opened, she quickly ran in and pressed L. The door once more opened and Marron quickly rushed through the Lobby towards the receptionist.

"Marron did you put in a good word?" she asked but Marron didn't reply. She wanted to get out a quickly as possible.

From above Trunks looked down and saw a figure go into a cap. He was sure it Marron. How could she he thought. How dare she accuse me of not knowing what I want! Sure I want to get married not just yet. I mean god I am still 25. For the next few hours he just passed back and forth, sat stood up, and thought. God I am a jerk he thought. I should have just been accepting. She has with me. Damn I made her cry and I can't apologize for another 2 months.

He sat down slapped his hands on the desk. Cropped his elbows on the desk and put his head in his hands.

"God I am an Idiot"

"I would agree with that." Said a new voice he turned around to see none other than his best friend Goten.

"Goten" he was shocked. "What the hell, how did you get in here? Missy is supposed to let me know of any visitors. Damn that woman. Doesn't she know procedure," he said angrily while going to pick up the phone to yell at her.

"Chill man, I let myself in through the window. He looked at Goten dumbfounded. "Oh" was all he managed to say.

"What the hell crawled up your ass?" asked Goten as he moved across the desk to sit facing Trunks who just sighed. "Goten I am an idiot"

"I thought we already established that" Trunks glared up at him but Goten wasn't looking at him. Instead he had his hands across the back of his head, eyes closed and was smiling up at the ceiling. There was something different about Goten.

"What the hell is up with you," he said glaring at Goten.

"I asked you first, so what happened? Why are you acting like Vegita?"

He sighed, "Marron…she …she thought we should take a break"

"what, why?" Goten yelled.

"I don't, I don't know," he paused and Goten waited fro him to continue "Because I am an idiot!?" Goten was about to say what trunks knew what he was going to say but glared at him with the famous Vegita glare, and he shut his mouth.

"She thinks we need space to figure things out. She doesn't think we are committed to one another for a marriage.

"What. That's ridiculous. You guys have been dating for nearly three years. You live together. You're practically married," said Goten matter-of-factly, smirking with a satisfied grin on his face, as if he solved a mystery.

"You know I think that is just it. I think that she feels it will never happen because we have been together for so long and I haven't popped the question. But I haven't asked her to marry me because I…because I…I…"

Goten was on the edge of his chair "Iiiiii what?"

"I'm unsure. I mean I want to. Not just yet at least."

"Well then she was right"

"NO SHE WASN'T," yelled Trunks knocking Goten of his chair frightened looking anime style.

"She suggested I didn't want to. That I wasn't sure it was her, but it is her and I do, just not yet," He tried to argue.

Goten got up, fixed his chair into position and asked, "Well what now"

"she went away for 2 months"

"TWO MONTHS," Goten yelled out.

" I know," said Trunks, "and I didn't ask her where she was even going, I just yelled at her to leave, " he sighed.

Goten took this as his que, got up and moved to stand next to Trunks placing his hand on Trunks' shoulder and said

"well if it makes you feel any better, I broke up with paris." Did he hear right. He turned his head to look at Goten's face. Goten notice he had a look of disbelief on his face. He knew Trunks would be shocked to hear that. Paris and Goten were practically together forever albeit Goten not loving her. But he soon found out the look wasn't disbelief regarding the break-up but Goten's thoughtlessness.

"How the hell is that suppose to make me feel any better Goten," he practically yelled and Goten jumped back.

"I don't know, I…its…just I thought…maybe Marron was right in leaving you," he shrieked and realized he probably provoked Trunks even more, "I'm sorry I didn't…"

"No you're right, she probably was."

He felt bad for him; he had to do something for his friend. He then remembered why he came here in the first place.

"Hey man, don't get angry or anything, but if you are up for it we are all going out tonight. I came here to ask if you and M… if you wanted to come with. Maybe it will help you get your mind of things. Tomorrow you can think about getting her back…..so what do you say?"

Trunks contemplated it. Maybe he needed to get out. It has been such a long time and if he wanted to get Marron back he need to see things in a new light and staying cooped up at work was not going to make that happen.

"Sure. Why not"

"Great. You think you can pick up your sister, I'll pick up Pan," trunks simply nodded.

"Ok excellent. We are going to the Mirage at 9. Your sis should know where its. See you soon." And with that Goten flew out of the same window nook he came in.