The Perfect Disaster

PxTxMThe wedding was perfect. Perfect husband, perfect wife, perfect honeymoon. All of this could only lead to the perfect disaster...

I don't know if I should make this a TM or TP. Can someone please help me out? I really am not sure. Please submit a helpful review.

Disclaimer- Don't own it. I won't say it again.

Chapter One- Down On My Knees

Marron sat in the very back, watching the two gaze into each other's eyes, her mind wondering off into what could have been if she hadn't fallen so hard for Mike. Mike was no an ex of her's. The two broke up after Marron caught him sneaking money from her jacket on their date.

Not only did her heart break, but she let go of the perfect man - And she let it happen. She let her best friend, Pan Son, become Pan Briefs. Pan had asked Marron if she could like Trunks. Then if she could date Trunks. Then if she could kiss Trunks... And months later, was it ok for Pan to accept his offer for marriage?

Being foolish, Marron had said yes. Marron just waved Trunks away when Pan fell into his arms. If only Marron knew what she had really let go of. She let go of the perfect man. She let go of the chance to have a perfect life. So what now? Congratulate Pan? Hate her? Try to win Trunks back?

It all was harder than it sounded. Her best friend did the right thing by asking, but Marron did the wrong thing by not thinking twice. Or by not thinking at all is more like it.

While these thoughts caressed like sandpaper through her mind, she looked down at her hands, not even daring herself to object when the priest asked. She wouldn't do it - She couldn't. She can't do it. She won't.

"I won't..." Marron bit her bottom lip and leaped from her seat.

"I object!"

Trunks, Pan, and the whole room turned and gazed at her. Some with anger, and some with curiosity. A few chuckles were heard, but Marron ignored them. Pan had tears in her eyes, but the confused gaze behind the wall of tears is what made Marron blush. Trunks just looked over, his eyebrow raised and a frown on his face.

"Please speak of your reason," the priest asked.

"I-... I-" Marron tripped over her words, realizing what a fool she had made of herself. She played with the pink linen on her dress and began again. "Well- I didn't. . . I'm sorry. I was just thinking of something else. Please continue."

Pan watched Marron stand there with an unreadable look in her eyes. Why did she object? How could she? What was her problem? Pan wanted to ask, but Marron just canceled her objection with a fake excuse, and the wedding continued.

The priest talked some more, but Pan paid no attention to him - but to the precious man in front of her. Her heart began to pound when those words escaped from his mouth.

"I do."

Marron watched in horror. She shut her emotional blue eyes, reopened them after a minute and picked up her purse. She needed to leave. She couldn't deal with this. She wouldn't allow herself to watch the man of her dreams fall out of her grasp.

And by her best friend....

BGIRL