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"Could You Love Me?"
Chapter 10
It was New Years Eve, 6 days after Marron had left on holidays. Bra, Bulma and Vegeta were sitting down to breakfast. Trunks hadn't bothered to come down. Suddenly Vegeta banged his fist down on the table making Bra and Bulma jump.
His eyebrows forked, he grunted. "Thats it, I've had enough!"
Bulma looked at him. "Enough?" she questioned.
"He's done nothing but mope around in that room of his for days," stormed Vegeta.
"Well he is rather upset, Vegeta," said Bulma.
"Upset!... Upset!" snorted Vegeta. "This is so pathetic the way he is carrying on. He is giving the Saiya-jin race a bad name!"
"He's only half Saiya-jin," said Bulma quietly.
Vegeta scowled at her. "Don't remind me," he grunted.
"I didn't hear you complaining about us humans when Trunks and Bra were conceived," said Bulma and she stared at Vegeta defiantly.
"Sometimes we have no choice," growled Vegeta.
"I'll remember that, Mr high and mighty Saiya-jin prince next time you come crawling over to my side of the bed!" fired Bulma.
Vegeta glared at her, but for once held his tongue.
They finished the rest of the meal in silence. Bra began to clear away the dishes, stacking the dishwasher as she went. Vegeta got up but instead of heading for his gravity room to train he went upstairs to Trunks' room. Bra and Bulma watched him go. They looked at each other then tip toed to the base of the stair case.
They could hear Vegeta clearly...
Vegeta went up the staircase and down the hall to his son's room. He didn't bother to knock on the door, instead pushing it open. He stopped, looking at his son lying on the bed. He folded his arms across his chest and glared at the boy.
Trunks looked up at the sudden invasion into his room. His eyes widened when he saw his father standing there.
"Outside... 10 minutes... You and me," said Vegeta.
Trunks opened his mouth to reply but a glare from Vegeta silenced him
"Don't keep me waiting, brat!" he snapped. Vegeta turned and left.
Trunks sighed and got up. With his father in that sort of mood Trunks daren't disobey him. He quickly got changed into his blue spandex and Saiya-jin armour and headed outside. His father was waiting for him.
"Right, brat, time to do some sparring. You have neglected your training of late and no son of mine is going to end up a wimp," snarled Vegeta.
Trunks stared at Vegeta... "Yes, father," he said quietly.
They both took up a fighting stance, eyeing each other, waiting for the first move. Suddenly Vegeta vanished then re-appeared in front of Trunks and began to rain blows on the boy.
Trunks desperately dodged and blocked the onslaught.
They broke apart.
Vegeta smirked then began to fire energy balls at Trunks.
Trunks deflected them, sending them off into the atmosphere.
Vegeta charged in again pounding Trunks with kicks and blows.
Again Trunks blocked and dodged.
They parted again.
"Why aren't you fighting back brat?" scowled Vegeta.
"I guess I'm not in the mood for fighting," replied Trunks.
Vegeta humphed... "Seems like you're not in the mood for anything these days!" he snapped.
They began to circle each other warily. Vegeta flew in and again they exchanged blows. Trunks was panting, he was out of shape. He hadn't been training like he should have and now regretted letting himself lapse.
"A warrior should always be ready," said Vegeta. "And at the moment you would be totally useless on the battle ground."
Trunks looked up. "Yeah, I know."
"Look, son, until you do something about this girl your no good to anyone." Vegeta's tone softened a little...
Trunks stared at his father.
Vegeta's eyes had taken on a far away look... he continued. "I remember with your mother, she had me so entranced that I nearly ended up dead for a second time. I couldn't concentrate so bewitched was I that ultimately I was a danger to myself."
Trunks stared at this rare revelation from his father. "So what did you do?" he asked quietly.
Vegeta grunted. "Why, I took her as my mate. Then I could get on with my training,"
Trunks looked thoughtful.
Vegeta swiftly moved in and attacked. Trunks, caught off guard, went flying, he dug a trench in the ground with his shoulders. When he came to a halt his father was floating above him.
"Had that been the enemy you would be dead now," snapped Vegeta.
Trunks hauled himself out of the crater and looked at Vegeta. "Sorry," he said.
"Sorry's not good enough!" shouted Vegeta. "You're useless, totally pathetic. You're not a warrior. And I'm beginning to wonder if you are my son,"
The last remark cut Trunks like a knife. He stared at his father, his blue eyes glittered as cold as ice...
"How dare you!" he said, his voice trembling as he tried to control his anger. "How dare you question my heritage."
Vegeta smirked. "Deal with it," he sneered.
Trunks flew at his father.
Vegeta blocked and dodged, managing to land a few blows as he did so. They separated and glowered at each other.
"So, are you going to take the girl as your mate or not?" smirked Vegeta.
"I... I... I don't know," stammered Trunks.
Vegeta shot in and landed a few more blows.
Trunks reeled backwards,
Vegeta pressed the advantage and got Trunks on the ground. He pinned him to the grass. "You need to make up your mind, brat. You're driving your mother nuts with all this moping around. Your totally useless to me as a warrior which puts me in danger as I have to look out for you as well. Either take her for your mate or get over it!" growled Vegeta.
Trunks stared at his father, they locked eyes.
Cold, black, hard ruthless eyes colliding with soft, gentle, forgiving blue eyes.
"Easier said than done," said Trunks telepathically.
"Not if you want her bad enough," sent back Vegeta.
Trunks continued to struggle to try to release himself from his father's hold.
"And just how am I supposed to do that?" questioned Trunks.
"Just go and take her. I wouldn't have let her go away by herself where she is prey to others in the first place," sent Vegeta.
This comment made up Trunks' mind for him. He suddenly powered up and pushed his father from him.
"I gotta go!" he yelled to Vegeta and headed for the house.
Vegeta folded his arms and smirked. "There's more of your old man in you than you realize, my son," thought Vegeta.
Trunks had a quick shower then pulling on a black muscle shirt, jeans and jacket headed back downstairs to find his mother.
Bulma looked up when he came into the Lab. "Why, Trunks, it's good to see you up and about."
Trunks cut her short, "Thanks, mom, but I need to know exactly where Marron is staying."
Bulma smiled and fetched the details from her diary; she wrote them down on a piece of paper for him. "I wondered how long it would take you," she smiled.
"Well, it was dad who finally gave me the push," he replied.
Bulma looked at him and pushed a strand of hair away from his face. "You sure are your father's son," she said softly. "Good luck"
"Thanks mom. I'll call you." He turned and tucking the piece of paper into his pocket flew off into the sky.
Bulma stood watching him disappear. Vegeta came up behind her and put his arms around her waist. She sighed and pressed back into him He rested his chin on her shoulder, his breath tickled her cheek.
"He's a chip off the old block," she said.
"Is that such a bad thing?" whispered Vegeta and kissed her neck.
She turned and kissed him,."No. Its a good thing," she replied.
#
Juuhachigou and Krillin could sense the energy level getting closer. Marron hadn't picked up on anything, locked so deep in her misery was she that nothing registered with her lately.
Trunks circled the Island searching for her familiar Ki. There... that was it. He came in low and landed amongst the vegetation. He walked slowly down towards the beach. He could see her and her parents lying in the sun enjoying its warmth.
Krillin and Juu looked up at his approach. Juu smiled at him. Krillin stared, Trunks nodded. Juu took Krillins arm and quietly they left. Trunks picked up the bottle of suntan oil. Marron was still oblivious to the world around her. Trunks took off his jacket then put oil on his hands and began to rub it on to Marron's back. She jumped at the sudden touch.
"Dad, I told you I didn't want any oil, thank you."
Trunks leaned forward and whispered in her ear. "I'm not dad."
She whirled around. Her eyes opened wide and began to fill with tears as she stared in disbelief.
"T... T... Trunks?" she stammered.
"Yes, it's me, baby," he said.
She flung her arms around his neck and crushed him to her.
"Oh, Trunks... tell me you are not a dream," said Marron.
"I'm really here," he replied.
She looked at him then laughing pulled him close burying her face in his neck.
He put his arms around her and held her trembling body close to his. Her tears bathed his skin.
"I can't believe it," she said. "I keep thinking that I'm going to wake up in a minute and you will be gone."
Trunks ran his finger down her face, tracing a line down her cheek and across her lips. He brought his lips to hers and lightly brushed them across.
She closed her eyes and sighed. He brought his lips back and kissed her again, she responded and opening her mouth slightly, deepened the kiss. He put all his heart and soul into the kiss, willing her to feel how much she meant to him. Her fingers ran through his hair pulling him further into her embrace. At last they parted, each aware of how much the other loved them, the need for words long gone. It was as if they could read each others emotions.
"Oh, Trunks, I missed you so much," she said.
"I missed you too, Marron."
"How long are you here for?" she asked.
"Err... well... I hadn't thought about that yet," he said. "I should go and see if they have any vacancies."
"Stay in our chalet with us," said Marron. "There's heaps of room and I'm sure that mom and dad won't mind."
"I don't know," he said rubbing his chin.
"Come on, let's ask them," and Marron got up. Taking Trunks' hand in hers she led him back up the beach to the chalet.
Juuhachigou and Krillin were sitting out the front. Krillin was reclining back dozing in the sunshine while Juu was reading a book.
"Ummm... Mom?" said Marron. "Trunks is going to stay for the rest of the holiday but he hasn't got anywhere to sleep. I thought he could sleep in our chalet with us, we have plenty of room. Would that be okay?"
Juuhachigou thought for a minute. "Yes I suppose so but you will have to sleep on the couch though as it's only a two bedroom chalet."
Trunks grinned "Thanks. I don't mind in the least." He squeezed Marron's hand.
"Come on," said Marron. "It's hot, let's go swimming." She tugged at Trunks but he stood there with a silly look on his face.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"I just realized that I didn't bring any clothes or anything else with me," he said.
Marron punched his arm. "Why you idiot. Looks like I shall have to take you shopping then. "
Trunks looks sheepish. "Do we have too? I'm not all that into shopping,"
Krillin looked up. "I can relate to that, Trunks!" he said.
Marron put her hands on her hips. "Well, you're the one that came without anything," she said "So come on, it wont take long,"
Trunks rolled his eyes and looked at Krillin for help. Krillin waved his hands in the air.
"Don't look at me bro, you're on your own," he laughed.
Trunks sighed. "Okay. You win."
Marron squealed and dragged him off to the island's shopping centre. Juu smiled to herself as she watched them go.
A couple of hours and several shops later, Marron finally decided that they had enough clothes and necessities to keep Trunks going for the rest of the holidays. They headed back to the chalet, each loaded down with bags and parcels. Juu raised an eyebrow when she saw them return but said nothing. Krillin opened one eye and saw a bag laden Trunks go past. He chuckled to himself and returned to his dozing. Marron and Trunks went inside and dropped the bags on Marron's bed.
"Here, I'll make some room in my closet for all of this," she said.
They unpacked and soon everything was neatly put away.
"Phew," said Trunks as he sat down to relax.
"I'll get us a drink," said Marron. "I still can't believe you are here," she said.
"Believe it," he replied. "If you need further proof then check out the major blow out on my credit card," he laughed.
She blushed. "I'm sorry about that. I suppose we did get a bit carried away."
"Don't worry about it. I'm not," he replied. "What about we take that swim now?"
"I'll just go and get changed then," she said and skipped off to the bedroom.
Juuhachigou came in. "Thanks for coming Trunks, you have no idea how worried we were getting about Marron."
Trunks stared into his empty cup. "Yeah, it hasn't exactly been easy for any of us," he replied.
Juuhachigou smiled at him. "From what your mother told me over the phone Trunks I believe that's an understatement,"
Trunks looked up and laughed. "Well I suppose I haven't been the easiest of people to live with either these last few days."
Marron came in wearing her lemon coloured swim suit.
"Aren't you even changed yet?" she said to Trunks.
"Oops, sorry. Won't be a sec," and Trunks dashed off to the bedroom to change.
They spent the afternoon playing around in the warm, tropical waters. Marron was so happy, she stayed close to Trunks, continuously touching or kissing him as if trying to assure herself that he was really with her. As evening began to close in so they made their way back to the chalet. Krillin had just got out of the shower.
"About time you two showed up," he said.
"What's up, dad?" asked Marron.
"Hmm, thought you would have forgotten," replied Krillin. "It's the New Years Eve dinner and dance tonight," he said.
Marron put her hand over her mouth. "Oh gosh, I had forgotten," she said.
"Don't worry, you still have a bit of time up your sleeve," said Juuhachigou. "But I suggest you get moving and hurry up and start getting ready now."
Marron headed for the shower.
A little while later they were all waiting in the lounge room for Marron. Juuhachigou was wearing a full length red velvet gown that had a low cut, V shaped neck line and long sleeves. Krillin wore his cream trousers, white shirt and cream jacket while Trunks wore black pants, white shirt and had a matching black jacket slung over his shoulder.
"Come on Marron! We will be late!" shouted Krillin.
"Coming!" she called back and she came out of her room and approached her parents.
Trunks gasped when he saw her. She wore a full length gown of emerald green satin, it had a split up the side that stopped at mid thigh. The bodice clung tightly showing her curves and leaving one shoulder bare; it covered the other shoulder before continuing down into a full sleeve. She walked up to Trunks and took his arm.
"Let's go! I'm famished," she said.
Trunks smiled. "Me too." He swallowed. "Wow, you look gorgeous."
She batted her eyelashes at him. "You're quite the dashing young man yourself," she teased.
They proceeded to the resort restaurant for dinner
tbc