Hey you guys! I know I have stories to update, but I am working on them! But, this story here is a request from Charismatic Beauty, and I give them FULL CREDIT for the story idea, name, and basically that. I'm just writing it, so forgive me if my writing skills are bit rusty since all I've been writing recently are not-so-well-done crack fics. Anyways, enjoy!

When Goku returned to earth, his friends had been overjoyed, right? But considering the fact that that he had returned as a child and the earth was endangered again, this had been a less-than-exciting occasion.

Trunks, who was only 22 years old, had found Pan stowed away on the ship that he and Goku had taken to find the Dragonballs.

"Please don't take me back! I'll get yelled at!"

"We'll that's something you're just going to have to deal with!"

"Ahh, come on Trunks! Let Pan have a little adventure! I'll take care of her!"

"Will you really?"

"Uh-huh! Plus, you didn't take the garbage out like Bulma asked, and do you really wanna go back down there to deal with that?"

"Well..."

"It's settled then! I'm staying!"

And so she did. And along with that, Pan's bond with Trunks strengthened during their journey.

But, just as friends, right?

Six years later

"Marron, it's almost time to go!"

"Coming!"

Marron grabbed the keys to her and Trunks car, but Trunks swiftly took them from her hand.

"What? No fair!"

"Come on, honey, you always get to drive! It's my turn to return the favour!"

"No way, Trunks! Remembered what happened last time?"

"No?"

"You crashed into a pole!"

"I only did that because you distracted me!"

"Don't blame me for your poor driving skills."

"We could always just fly."

"We also crashed into a pole that time! I find I'm more likely to live if we drive!"

The blond dove for the keys, but the half-Saiyan floated easily out of her way.

"You know I'll always protect you right?"

"Yeah, yeah, but let's go already! We're gonna be late!"

Trunks sighed, and handed her the keys. She smiled and took his hand, leading them both out the doorway.

They drove up the driveway of Bulma's house, and parked near the garage. Exiting the cat and walking up the driveway, the door swung open before either could knock.

"Hey Trunks, Marron! How's it hangin'?" Goku's broad smile seemed to light up the whole room, and the two lovers smiled back.

"Hey Goku, everything's fi... What are you eating?"

Trunks pointed to a what seemed to be a mix of strawberry and garlic cake.

"Oh, this? This is 18's new recipe, strawberry and garlic cake! Your mom's a great chef, Marron!" Goku laughed, turning and heading for a table in the back of the room which had similar... Concoctions.

"Mom still doesn't understand human food." Marron shrugged, stepping inside. Trunks followed and looked around, and spotted a certain black haired woman.

A 20 year old Pan was talking to Bra, and without saying anything Trunks headed over there.

"Pan!"

"Trunks!"

They both hugged, leaving a confused Bra.

"Excuse me, I'm still here!"

"Oh, right! Trunks, me and Bra were just talking about heading to a restaurant tomorrow for breakfast! Wanna join?"

"Sure, I'd love to! Oh, but only if Marron can come with me."

"Of course!"

Bra handed Trunks some fruit punch from the table.

"Geez, you guys, with all these parties and outings, I won't be able to fit my bikini anymore!"

The other two chuckled, and Trubks took a sip of his drink.

"Hahaha!"

"What is it, Pan?"

"You have a mustache!"

Trunks felt the coldness on the top of lip, and when he brought his arm up to wipe it off, Pan stopped him.

"Wait, wait! It looks good on you! Do you have your glasses with you?"

"I mean, I have this glass of punch if you so desire."

"If you make any more bad puns, that punch won't be the only punch on your face!"

"You're one to talk!"

The two started laughing, and Bra shook her head and left to talk to anyone else except these 'immature baboons.'

When Marron had entered the house, the first thing she had spotted was Bulma, who looked to be throwing up in the trashcan, with 18 holding a plate of what Goku had been eating before.

"Trunks, I'm going to go see what's wrong with Bulma, knowing my mom it's probably food poisoning. Why don't you...?" She turned to see that Trunks had already left, and saw that he was hugging her.

Pan.

Marron knew about the close... Friendship between her husband and Videl's daughter. She hasn't really cared before, but lately, even the thought of the girl irked her.

'She did have a crush on him once...' Marron thought. Of course, that was a long time ago, and Pan says that she only views as a very close friend now; a brother figure, you might say. But for what Marron knew, Pan had always been a mischievous one, and LOVED hanging out with Trunks, and something about Trunks feeling the same way did not sit well with Marron.

'Should a married man really spend so much time with a girl other than his wife?' Marron though as she headed towards Bulma. 'I'll talk with him tonight.'

LATER

"I can't believe Bulma actually ate your mom's cooking! No offense though, you're always the one telling me stories about how she almost killed your dad every day at dinner. I still can't accept that he actually kept eating though, not even I'd do that!" Trunks rambled as he drove the car back. He had asked Marron if he could and she didn't put up much of a fight this time. Trunks thought it was weird but decide she was just tired.

But now, he was having his doubts. "Hey, honey? Are you okay? You didn't have any of her cooking did you?" He chuckled, but Marron just turned away. She hasn't said anything the entire ride.

"What's wrong, Marron?"

"Nothing."

"Don't lie to me. I know it when something's bugging you."

'It's you and HER.' She thought, but said nothing and curled up in her seat, looking out the window. Trunks didn't say anything else after that, and the rest if the drive was silent.

They entered the driveway and parked the car. Marron quickly exited the car and headed towards the door, opening it quickly. Trunks was right behind her, and lightly pulled at her arm.

"Now will you tell me what's wrong?"

Marron stayed quiet for a few, long seconds, but then turned to face her husband.

"Don't you think you and Pan have been spending too much time together?"

"Huh?"

"I mean, I know you two are friends, but you're married now! You're no longer single. I'm not... I'm not trying to keep you from your friends, or a life outside your marriage, but don't you think that you should at least have some boundaries?"

Trunks blinked, confused, taken back by the sudden outburst. "Marron, what are you even going on about? Pan and I... We're just good friends, and only that! Sure we goof off, and act a bit childish, but I'd never choose spending time with her over spending time with you!"

Marron looked away, feeling... Defeated?

"I just want you to know I love you and only you Marron, remember that, okay?"

Marron shrugged off his hand that was holding his arm. "I got it, thanks Trunks." She tried to sound reassuring, but her voice came out bland and sad. Trunks hugged her, rubbing his hand along her back.

"I love you, Marron. I really do."

Marron only wished she could believe that.