Trunks stuffed his hands in his pockets as he walked down the desolate street. He shivered as a gust of wind blew by. 'Should have worn my jacket.' He thought. 'Not like that old thing would help anyway.' He sighed as he look route room, this night, it was the most fun he had in a really long time. He didn't want it to end. Why did those damn men have to deal with business this exact night? Couldn't they have done it yesterday, or tomorrow?
Trunks turned right into the next street, home was just two blocks away. Each step he took, the more he thought about the girl he met, the girl he taught how to dance, the girl from Upstate, the innocent girl looking for a little fun. Marron. He smiled, she really was something else. She was different, not like any other girl he'd met before. Usually the girls he met were more straight forward and daring. Some were exciting, others were just too much, all, however, weren't innocent. Each girl from Bronx, had done something, wither it was sexual, or crime. Sometimes both.
Even Pan had done crime, he remembered the time she did it. Pan had just moved in with he and Goten years go, those times were hard. Goten hadn't gotten a job yet and Trunks didn't make enough to support all three of them. So Pan took matters into her own hands and began to steal food from the corner store down the street. She wasn't the only one though, Trunks and Goten stole food as well.
You had to do whatever it took to survive these hard times. Though Marron, she was rich, from the richest part in the state. Her parents must keep her safe from everything in this world. Trunks was sure she was pure. As soon as he laid eyes on her just hours ago, he knew she wasn't like the other girls in that bar.
An innocent girl from Upstate, what in the hell was she thinking? Coming to Bronx, the city with the most poverty, the city with the most crime, did she have a death wish or something? Or maybe she didn't know? But she came with friends, they obviously knew what they were doing. But why here? They could have gone to Brooklyn or Manhattan. Why Bronx?
Maybe it was because they knew people in other places? Maybe they didn't want to be noticed? They were rich after all, Trunks was sure many people knew who Marron and her friends were. He guessed she didn't want anyone to know what she was doing. That seems like a good reason. Trunks sighed as he approached the apartment building, he opened the door and stepped inside, closing the door behind him. He walked over to the stairs and began to move up. His apartment was all the way on the eleventh floor, so you could say he had a long climb.
With each step he took, he wished and hoped to see Marron again. He wanted to get to know her, he wanted to become her friend. Maybe more, but he couldn't, shouldn't, think in such a way. He had Pan, even though she got on his nerves most of the time, he still loved her. With all the fighting they do, he wasn't going to give up on her.
He finally stepped onto the eleventh floor and walked down the hall to his apartment. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his key, opening the door, he stepped into the apartment, quietly closing the door behind him. Trunks tip toed down the narrow hallway into the living area to find Goten asleep on the single chair. Pan was probably in her room sleeping as well.
Trunks picked up a blanket from the floor and laid down on the couch. He closed his eyes and only thought about two girls. Marron and Pan. He thought about the lecture he was going to get in the morning by Pan, and he thought about seeing Marron again. Then he thought about what Pan might say if she found out he'd been with Marron that night. He chuckled, just because he was with Pan, didn't mean he couldn't see Marron again. Trunks decided to clear his mind, he'd been through enough today, all he wanted was sleep, and he did, he drifted into a deep, peaceful sleep. Something he didn't have in a very long time.
"Marron who was that man?"
"When did you meet him?"
"How did he know what was going to happen in the bar?"
"How did you know he wouldn't rob us? How did you know he would take us to safety?"
Marron covered her face with her hands as her friends bombarded her with questions. She sighed and held her hands out, shaking them rapidly. "Stop!" She yelled. "Stop talking and just let me explain."
Lime, Nikki, Mora and Varia looked at each other then back at Marron. "Talk." Nikki said. Marron crossed her legs and rested her arms in her lap. "His name is Trunks, I met him on the dance floor." Marron said. "After I told you girls that I was going to get some water, he bumped into me on accident. He apologized and asked me to dance. But, well-"
"Well what?" Mora asked.
"I, didn't really know how to dance. So then he began to teach me, he taught me the Lindy Hope and the Foxtrot." Marron said, a smile slowly appearing on her face. "But, as we were doing the Foxtrot, Trunks noticed three big men walk into the building and one of them had a machine gun."
The girls gasped. "That's why everyone was screaming, and the loud noises we heard were..." Varia trailed off.
Marron nodded. "Yes, those were gun shots. Before we met with you four, he told me that something big was about to happen and for me not to say anything." Marron said. "He was basically telling me not to draw attention so we could get out safely. Then we met with you girls."
"Marron you basically trusted him with your life." Nikki said. "You barely know him! How could trust someone you barely know?"
Marron shrugged. "I don't know, it's like as soon as we started talking and dancing, I felt like I could trust him." Marron said. "He was so kind, such a gentlemen. He wasn't like the stuck up boys in Upstate."
"Marron, are you really going to come back here to see him again?" Lime asked. "After everything that just happened? You must be out of your mind for even thinking about stepping foot in this god forsaken city again!"
"I know the dangers here, but..." Marron smiled. "He wouldn't let anything happen to me."
"Marron you don't know that." Lime stated.
"I do know, I do know he wouldn't let anything happen to me." Marron said. "If he didn't care of what happened to me, don't you think he would have left the building without telling me anything? He would have cared for his own being, but he didn't. He told me, and he got us to safety."
"He's probably using you." Varia said.
"Using me for what?" Marron asked.
"He probably wants a good night with you, if you know what I mean." Varia said.
Marron scowled at Varia and waved her off. "He wouldn't!" Marron yelled. "He wouldn't do that!"
"Marron you don't know-"
"I do know!" Marron shouted. "If he wanted that from me he would have already taken me! From all the time we spent dancing, he would have taken me even before those men walked into the building. He's a gentlemen, he's not like any other guy I've met before."
Lime sighed, she already came to a conclusion, but she wouldn't say it out loud, it wasn't the time for it. "Marron I honestly don't think you should come back here." Lime spoke. "It's dangerous."
"I'll be fine." Marron said as she looked out of the window.
"If you say so Marron." Lime sighed. "We can't stop you from making your own decisions, but we can give you advice. My advice Marron, don't come back here. People like us don't belong here. It was a mistake coming to this place."
"No it wasn't Lime." Marron said.
"Marron if you hadn't met Trunks we would be dead like the others in the building!" Lime shouted.
"Be thankful that I did meet him!" Marron yelled back.
"Marron that's not the point!" Lime said.
"Look Lime, you're like a sister to me, I respect you, but it's my decision, and I'm not taking your advice." Marron said sternly. Marron didn't mean to make it sound as harsh, she just wanted to make her own decisions without anyone having an influence on it. Marron really did want to see him again, and that's what she'll do. She just needed to find the right time.
The trolley pulled up in front of Mora's house and the girls stepped off the vehicle. The driver nodded and sped off to god knows where. Mora opened the door and the girls walked into the house in silent. Lime, Nikki, Varia and Mora have never heard Marron speak like that before. This was a surprising first, Lime was annoyed and a little proud of Marron.
Annoyed at Marron because, in Lime's opinion, Marron didn't need to speak to her that way. Lime was actually a little hurt, but shook it off. Lime was a little proud of Marron because, well, Marron never spoke for herself in such a manor. Marron never voiced her opinion, and to Lime, it was about time she did. Nikki, Varia and Mora were just shocked at the blonde. But, they had to admit, Marron had confidence, they also came to a conclusion that something unusual might be going on. Hopefully it was for the good.
The girls walked upstairs into Mora's room, they all changed into their night gowns and sat on the king size bed. "Well." Nikki spoke. "Tonight was...interesting."
"Indeed it was." Lime said. "It's been a long night, let's get some rest."
They all laid down under the soft sheet, and drifted into a peaceful sleep.
Early next morning, Marron had woken up before the others. She had changed into a plain white gown and gathered her things. She just wanted to go home for now, she didn't want to speak with any of her friends at the moment. Once Marron gathered her belongings, she quietly tip toed out of the room and down the stairs. She slipped into her small white shoes with little heels. Opening the door, she stepped out into the hot air and closed the door behind her.
Marron began to walk down the street, thankfully her house was only a couple of blocks away. She took a deep breath, but began to cough. She closed her eyes as dust flew around her. Marron opened her eyes slightly and looked to her left, she saw construction workers building a new mansion. She shook her head and walked faster, she never liked the dust that flew around outside. She always thought that one day it was going to make her very sick.
Step after step, she began to breathe in fresh air, and with each step, a certain man wouldn't leave her mind. Trunks. The man that saved her the night before, the man that taught her to dance, the man that showed her what's it's like in other places, the man that gave her a small taste of freedom. She smiled as she remembered how kind he was, apologizing, offering her help, men here in Upstate wouldn't do such a thing. Now, apologizing, maybe, but offering to help, no, men here only care for themselves.
Marron really wanted to see him again, it didn't matter to her how dangerous it would be, she just wanted to see him again. From the time she laid eyes on him, she knew in her heart that this was no ordinary man. She also felt this weird tingling in her stomach, something she never felt before. She didn't understand what that tingling meant or why she began to feel it.
Maybe when she grows older she'll begin to understand more about her body, after all, she was still developing. Marron sighed, she began to think about when she would be able to see Trunks again. Maybe next weekend, or maybe tonight, she'd have to think of something to tell her parents in order for her to leave the house. Maybe she could tell them that she'd go see her uncle, Lapis, down in Albany.
Yeah, that seems like a good idea, she would have to tell her uncle to cover for her though. Lapis, Marron smiled as she thought about all the good times she had with him. Lapis was the only person to ever take her out of town any time. He would take her to Brooklyn once a month to see some shows or just to walk around. She missed her uncle Lapis, and she knew Lapis would understand why Marron were to sneak off to Bronx.
Lapis used to tell her that one day she would have the courage to sneak off by herself, and he supported her decisions. Marron would have to tell him the truth, and that's just what she was going to do. Lapis wouldn't tell her parents. Marron smiled and opened the gate of her house, she would get to see Trunks again. Marron walked over to the front door and knocked. A few seconds later, Marron expected Ida to open the door, but the person she disliked very much opened it instead.
"Mornin' Miss Marron!"
Marron put on a fake smile as waved slightly. "Morning Idasa." She said. Idasa flashed her a smile and stepped away from the door. "Come on in, your parents got somethin they wanna say to ya." Idasa said.
Marron's eyes widened slightly, did her parents find out about what happened last night? If so, how? Where could they hear that from? Did they know someone that worked in that bar? Or maybe they had sent someone to watch her while she was away! Many questions and scenarios flooded Marron's mind as she walked into the house. She showed no signs of worry so her parents wouldn't suspect anything. Marron walked into the dinning room to find her father and mother sitting down, having their morning tea.
"Marron!" Krillin smiled. "Come sweet heart, sit down."
Marron smiled at her parents and sat down. Idasa had walked into the room shortly after and took a seat next to her. "Marron." Krillin began. "Now, I believe it's time you take interest in seeing a man-"
"Dad." Marron said lowly.
"Now Marron, let your father finish." Her mother spoke up.
Marron sighed and sunk down a bit in her seat. "As I was saying, I believe it's time you take interest in seeing a man." Krillin said. "You're old enough, and I know you wouldn't disobey me when I say this, but I also believe that you like this man as well."
"Daddy...what are you saying?" Marron asked.
"Well sweet heart, you'll be seeing Idasa from now on." Krillin said. "He's a very nice young man and I know he wouldn't dare hurt you in any way. I know you must like him as well."
Marron's eyes could have popped right out of her skull, she couldn't believe her father just said that! She felt an arm wrap around her, only to find that it was Idasa's. Marron growled and looked at her father. "Daddy you can't be serious." She said. "I barely know him!"
"Marron!" June spoke. "We have guests, be polite!"
"No, no it's alright there ma'am." Idasa spoke up. "Marron is just a little shy." He tightened his grip and it hurt Marron a bit. There was only one person who she could talk to, she was going to wait til later but now it's urgent. She needed to talk to her uncle Lapis.
"Mom, uncle Lapis is home right?" Marron asked.
"Yes, but why-"
"I'd like to speak with him." Marron said quick. "Tell him the good news!" She lied through her teeth. "Well, I guess you can, tell the chauffeur to drive you there." Krillin said.
"Great!" Marron said she quickly got up, breaking Idasa's grip. "I'll be back later." Marron quickly walked out of the room and out of the house to find the chauffeur. She needed advice, she needed to know what to do, her parents wouldn't listen, but someone will. Once Marron found the chauffeur, she told him where to take her. She sat in the passenger seat of the trolley and the chauffeur took off to Albany.