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Trunks traced Marron's small yet above average energy signature in her private guestroom. The handsome half-Saiyan knocked on the bedroom door but the only response he received was complete silence. He knocked a little harder the second time just in case Marron was in the bathroom and didn't hear him the first time. Once again he received no answer but decided to enter the room anyway.

"Hello Marron. Are you in here?" Trunks called out as he slowly opened the door. Surprisingly he found her sitting on the bed with her face buried in her hands.

"You should learn to answer when someone knocks on the…" Trunks froze when he saw Marron looking up at him. Her face was all red, puffy and tear stained. There was also a heap of used tissues surrounding her.

"Marron, what's wrong?" Trunks asked concerned as he rushed over to her side. He put his arm around her shoulder.

Marron didn't reply. She just buried her face in Trunks' chest and started sobbing. The young warrior was startled at first but being an expert at comforting his younger sibling, he knew never ever to stop a woman from crying.

"Shhh, it's okay." Trunks whispered to try and comfort her since he had no idea what upset her. He embraced the blue-eyed girl gently as she rests her head on his shoulder then placed his own head on her head, stroking her soft hair. "Wow she smells nice." Trunks acknowledged. He blushed after he realised what he was thinking.

Marron tried to stop crying but her emotions got the best of her. She didn't want to let Trunks or anyone else see her cry but part of her also didn't want to stop crying because she wasn't ready to let go of Trunks just yet. She felt safe and secure in his arms.

Trunks wanted to know what upset one of his closest friends so much but he knew he had to wait until she calmed down to ask her what was wrong. It felt like hours were passing by. Trunks didn't like seeing his friend like this. He wanted her to be her normal cheerful self. When Marron finally stopped crying, Trunks offered her a tissue from the half empty tissue box.

"Mar, do you want to talk about it?" Trunks asked in a soothing tone.

After wiping her eyes and nose, Marron looked into the kind-hearted and caring eyes of her once childhood crush and saw the concern and love he had towards her. She pondered whether to tell him the truth or not.

"You don't need to talk if you don't want to." Trunks added after Marron didn't respond while he brushed away a few strands of hair that fell in her face.

Marron bit her lip then let out a small smile. "No its okay … I- It's Cash."

"Did he say something to upset you?" Trunks asked as he felt the blood boiling inside him. He never liked Cash; he was too arrogant and stuck-up.

"We got into this huge fight at home that's why he isn't here. I felt bad so I called him to apologise and ask him to come over since everyone is looking for him but we got into another argument. It's been like this ever since I moved in with him. We argue over everything and I just don't know what to do anymore." Marron replied shakily while trying to fight back tears.

"What did you argue about if you don't mind me asking?" Trunks asked.

"We were talking about our wedding, the honeymoon and kids then out of nowhere Cash said this stupid thing about me not working when we have kids. He wants me to be a stay at home wife and mother can you believe that? He also said that I should stop designing clothes and sell my "little boutique' because he makes enough money for the both of us." Marron replied with a bit of annoyance in her voice.

"That's crazy!" Trunks exclaimed. He knew Cash was a piece of work but this was ridiculous.

"I love that boutique Trunks! I worked hard for it and he just wants me to sell it?" Marron said on the brink of tears.

"Shhh don't cry Mar." Trunks said embracing her. "Listen to me. You will be a good wife and mother whether you work or stay at home and if Cash can't see that then that's his loss."

Marron smiled up at her purple-haired friend. "Why can't Cash be as understanding as you?"

"Are you having second thoughts about him?" Trunks asked hoping that she was. He knew Marron deserved better than Cash.

Marron paused for a while before answering. "No, he makes me happy. Things will work itself out. It always does."

"I hope so cause if he makes you cry again I'm going to have to kick his ass." Trunks joked trying to lighten the mood.

Marron smiled and hugged him. Trunks felt a warm but pleasant feeling in his chest which surprised him since he had never felt anything like it before. He found himself returning her hug even tighter.

"You know you can always lean on me whenever you need a shoulder to cry on." Trunks whispered into her ear causing her to blush.

Marron broke apart the hug. "Do you mind doing me a favour?"

"Don't worry. I won't tell anyone." Trunks winked.

"Thank you. Can you cover for me and tell everyone I left. I might as well take off since I don't feel like socialising right now."

Trunks didn't want Marron to leave but he understood why she wanted to go and nodded his head. "Do you want me to take you home?" Trunks asked.

"No, but thanks for the offer." Marron thanked. She was glad she had a friend like Trunks in her life. She couldn't remember a time when he was not there for her. No wonder she fell for him although that was all in the past now.

"No problem. Well goodbye then and don't be a stranger." Trunks said getting ready to leave the room.

"Trunks?"

"Yeah?" Trunks turned his attention back to Marron.

"Thanks for listening. You're a great friend." Marron smiled.

Suddenly there was a burning feeling in Trunks' stomach that was not as pleasant as the previous feeling he had when he was hugging Marron. He just ignored it and gave her a sweet smile as he closed the door behind him.

While walking down the hall, Trunks thought about the strange feelings he experienced when he was with the blonde girl although he didn't get too think much since he bumped into someone.

"Where have you been? I send you to go look for Marron like an hour ago!" yelled his fiery blue-haired sister.

"Marron is fine. A client had an emergency with a dress and Marron had to rush over to the boutique to go meet her. She said it might take a while so she won't be coming back." The purple-haired man lied.

"Ug stupid clients. The poor girl can't even get one night to herself. So where have you been all this time?" Bulla questioned.

"Isn't it obvious? I've been avoiding you!" Trunks grinned and ran down the hall before Bulla could catch him.

"Hey, come back here!" Bulla yelled chasing after him.

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