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"En..Engaged? But how?" Kuririn stammered. Every jaw in the room dropped, except Goten, who kept his goofy grin. Marron buried her blushing face into her fiancée's chest.
"Well, after that whole incident in Central Park…" Trunks started. Juu glared at him.
"What incident?" Marron peaked out from Trunks' chest and frowned at her mother, who, of course, had to know everything.
"I did a stupid thing, Mom. I lied to you - I'm so sorry. It was at night in Central Park when Trunks and I re-met. I had a horrible day of school; I was failing my business class, and I needed to get out. So I went out for a jog. Some coked out ass hole decided to try to grab me." Kuririn gasped and tears flooded his eyes. Marron rushed to him and grabbed his hand. "I was okay Daddy, I promise. Trunks literally came out of no where and threw the guy off me." Marron glanced at Trunks. "Literally, threw the guy about fifty feet."
"How did you…?" Bulma asked.
"I felt her presence. I knew she was close, and in trouble. I had no idea she was in New York. I had barely gotten there a day or so before. It was that same feeling I got when we were little and Marron tried to fly, after we teased her. She ran off and hurt her ankle pretty bad. I just knew where she was." Trunks explained. Goten stood up abruptly and grabbed him in a half way hug.
"It was love ever since! When I came out there about four months ago, they told me about their relationship. I am so proud I kept such a great secret, didn't I buddy?" he grinned at his long time best friend. Trunks patted him on the shoulder.
"And I thank you for it, Goten. We wanted to make sure it was going to work before we decided to tell the whole family. We didn't want to cause riffs among people if it didn't work out," Trunks said. Marron let go of her father's hand and walked back to her fiancée.
"So, this is us. We are getting married in about six months, after we get settled into our new apartment…" Marron smiled and looked up at her future husband. They had finally done it and broke the news. Everyone seemed alright with it too.
"Trunks, does this mean you won't be living at home with me anymore?" Bra asked. Trunks smiled at his younger sister.
"Sorry." Bra folded her arms up to her torso and pouted. The couple looked around the silent room with their heads held high. Everyone was still a bit stunned.
"Well, if no one will pipe up and say it first, let me do it. Congratulations!" Goku walked up to them and hugged them both. "Kuririn and I swore when you kids were younger that Goten and Marron would end up together. But things don't really turn out the way you think they will, huh?" Chi-Chi followed her husband up towards Trunks and Marron and hugged them as well. Bulma shook her head and made her way to her son and future daughter.
"Well, we have a wedding to plan, now don't we?" she laughed.
As the night went on, congratulations were handed out to the happy couple. Bra was excited to finally have a sister. Kuririn was sad that he was going to have to give his only daughter away. Goten was just plain happy he didn't have to cover for the two love birds anymore. Pan's heart was a little broken since she had always had a crush on Trunks; but Uubu was there to comfort her a bit. Chi-Chi, Videl, and, especially Juu, who really had to hold her tongue, went to finish the food. Bulma pulled Marron into her study where she questioned her to death on what she wanted for her wedding, since it was to be the Briefs' event of the year.
After dinner, without question or a reminder, both Vegeta and Trunks disappeared to the Gravity room.
"I do not approve, boy." Vegeta spat.
"Your approval isn't necessary. I love her."
"Prove it," he commanded as he powered into Super Saiyan. Trunks followed suit as he powered up.
Vegeta did not hesitate or hold back when it came to sparring with his son. He considered Bulma a strong mate, strongest he could achieve while living on this planet. But Trunks was not as determined as a fighter as Vegeta was. He was more into a different kind of power - corporate power. That was not the saiyan way. Vegeta's disappointment with Trunks grew every time he saw his only male offspring in glasses and a suit. Trunks was indeed, stronger than the youngest offspring of his fellow saiyan, but not the eldest. Now Mirai Trunks. He was a fighter down to his core. Only half saiyan by blood, but full saiyan in his soul. Vegeta acknowledged his power and knew it was more substantial than his own son's. If only his Trunks would train more and gain more physical power, they could rule Earth together as father and son.
Now that his only son was about to mate with that short human and android's offspring, Vegeta was furious. She is weak. Her mother isn't even human. This woman was not worthy of mating with a powerful saiyan. This session in the Gravity room would drill that idea into his son's head.
"Boy, she is weak."
"She has a stronger will than I, Father."
Vegeta used almost every move he knew on his eldest, but the boy wouldn't back down. He was relentless, and stupid. He did not know what he was getting himself into. That girl was not worth this trouble. With every kick, punch, and jab, Vegeta found himself getting even more furious, hitting Trunks harder and faster. The boy should have given up by now. Why hadn't he? His nose was broken twice, a couple of ribs most likely, and the cut on his forehead was gushing blood. Trunks did nothing to stop the fight, he kept continuing.
"Admit defeat."
"Never."
Vegeta was brimming over the edge with animosity. This boy is stubborn and would get himself killed. He could tear his own son's head off right now, and would not even care.
"Give up, she is not worthy."
"Never."
"Enough." A male voice commanded over the speaker. Vegeta looked up to see Gohan watching them from the viewing room. He wiped the spittle from his lip and glanced at his son. Trunks was still standing, bleeding profusely from his head, but still posed and ready for a fight. Vegeta hurled an energy blast towards him, but Trunks deflected it easily. His eyes were like daggers. Determination glared back at the saiyan. He was stronger than before, the boy was telling the truth. Vegeta sneered and exited the Gravity room. "You okay Trunks?"
"Yeah, just need some senzu beans." Trunks nodded to Gohan. He walked out the exit door towards the showers. Goku appeared next to Gohan wide eyed after seeing the deep gash on Trunks' forehead.
"What's going on?" he asked as he scratched his head.
"Vegeta being Vegeta," Gohan answered his father.
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A few days went by, Vegeta had not made contact with Trunks; Trunks liked it better that way anyway. Marron had all of the contents of her Manhattan apartment shipped to West City, where her fiancée bought them an apartment that overlooked the water. She wasn't too exited that already her future husband was spending all of this money, but he insisted. Plus, the apartment had a studio where she could paint and work. Before Marron came back to Japan, she had gotten a job at the West City Museum, touching up very old sliding doors, painted by Kano Eitoku. She was to begin working for the museum a couple weeks after she got back to Japan. Before she started work, Bulma, Chi-Chi, Videl, and a very reluctant Juu, cornered Marron and forced her to tell them what she wanted for their wedding. Bulma dragged the four other woman with her to a studio in downtown West City for the dress.
"Please, Bulma. I really didn't want you to go through the trouble." Marron shook her head as she was dragged into the building.
"Marron, this is your wedding. You only do this once, hopefully. It will be perfect and everything you want." Bulma grabbed Videl's scarf right off her neck and conveniently placed it over Marron's eyes. "Years ago, you told Juu what you wanted your wedding dress to look like, and so we got some ideas together, I called my designer, and figured it out." She led her up a winding staircase and opened a door. "So here it is."
"Really, guys. I was like, what fourteen Mom?"
"Marron, trust me. I know my daughter." Juu placed her hand on her temporarily blinded daughter. "The one thing I don't know is why the hell she would want to marry that monkey's son."
"Juu!" Chi-Chi and Videl both gasped at the older blonde. Juu just shrugged.
"Sorry Bulma, no offense. I admire you. It's those savages…"
"This isn't about that anymore Juu. Really, I would think you would be happy that your daughter is set for life."
"Excuse-!"
"Mom, Bulma, knock it off and take this stupid blindfold off of me!" Marron spun around, and glared through the scarf covering her eyes. "If you two won't knock it off, I will call this whole thing off and tell Trunks we can elope. We probably should have done that in the first place, but we knew you all would have a massive issue with it. Please, let's just get this part over with." The two moms silently agreed to end their tiff with one another. Juu spun her daughter around to the closed door.
"You can take it off now, darling," she whispered in her daughter's ear. Just as Marron ripped the scarf off of her eyes, Chi-Chi flung the door open. What Marron saw astounded her.
"But there's just one dress in here."
"Because it is perfect, Marron. Trust us." As Marron stepped into the room, her eyes focused more on the dress. The pure white lace mermaid gown became a bit clearer as she adjusted to the scenery. The Chantilly was practically floating down the dress with a light yellow sash placed at the natural waist.
"Oh my Kami."
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"Bachelor party!" Goten screamed as he flung another shot of Patrόn down his throat. Trunks and Uubu laughed at their drunk friend and followed suit. The table the three men were sitting at was covered in empty beer bottles and shot glasses. The Mexican waitresses were scurrying trying to keep up with their tirade of alcohol. "The best thing," Goten grabbed Trunk's shoulders as he began. "About you getting married, is that I got to plan your bachelor party!"
"And you couldn't have picked a better place. Cabo San Lucas is awesome!" Uubu exclaimed.
"You guys," the soon to be groom started. "Are the best-est-est-est friends a person could ever ask for. Marron is a beautiful woman and I am damn proud to be getting married to her. Let me tell you guys something. You may not know this, but I consider myself to be a bit of a loner." Gohan laughed at Trunks' speech as he rejoined the table.
"Sorry about that guys, this beer is running right through me," said Gohan.
"Anyway, I was saying, I tend to think of myself as a one-man wolf pack. But when Goten was born, it grew by one. So there… there were two of us in the wolf pack."
"Trunks, not this again." Goten laughed at his best friend. Trunks drunkenly glared at Goten.
"No, you don't understand. I was alone first in the pack, and then you joined in later. Shut up and listen. When Gohan started training us and Uubu came along with Goku, I thought to myself 'Wait a second, could it be?' And now I know for sure. I just added two more guys into my wolf pack." The three friends laughed at Trunks.
"You are drunk, Trunks. Seriously." Uubu tried pulling Trunks' fresh beer away, but he just snapped it back into his hand and downed the rest of the beverage.
"But now, it's four of us wolves, running around the desert of Mexico together looking for hotties and tequila. So tonight, I make a toast! Where is that waitress? ¡Lupe! ¡Vamos! Muchas cervezas para todas personas. I am getting married!" The waitress scuttled to their table with four fresh beers and the biggest smile on her face.
"Nice speech lavender man. I better be getting tipped well tonight, boys," Lupe laughed. "¡Somos locos!" The waitress left the four friends to attend to another table. As the four men raised their glasses to one another, the same thought crossed each of their minds. Life was wonderful. The Earth was safe, they're surrounded by great friends and loyal family. Life was truly a blessing each day, as it should be.
As they each downed their beers, Gohan's cell phone went off. Goten glared at his older brother, as Gohan's eyes practically bulged out of their sockets. He scrambled for his phone and looked to see who it was.
"I thought you were gonna turn it off, bro. We all agreed; no women, no moms…" Goten mumbled. Gohan shook his head.
"This is the emergency line for Capsule Corp, Goten," he explained. "Yes, hello Bulma? What? I can't hear you, we are in a bar, loud music-what? Oh, yes. Understand. We are leaving right now." Gohan shoved the phone into his pocket and grabbed the almost passed out drunk Trunks.
"Goten, grab Uubu - he is in pretty bad shape. That boy cannot hold his alcohol. We need to head home now."
"But why?" Goten whined.
"I don't know. It's an emergency. Grab him. NOW. Trunks, lean on me, and please, if you need to throw up, let me know ahead of time."