MatchMakers

Chapter 10: MatchMakers

It had only been a week since our freedom outing and I felt proud of myself. He managed to have a good amount of fun without being bonded to a schedule, but when he got home he was in slight trouble which surprised me as I assumed his mother was ready to chop his head off. She was mad that he skipped the interview which caused a lot of trouble with the tv production but she was mainly worried as he hadn't told her where he was and assumed three things.

He ran away, got kidnapped (which was partially true) or was killed. I couldn't blame her it was natural instinct for mothers to worry for their child but a mother should also know that they cannot coop them in the nest forever.

I was kind of regretting making that deal with my uncle. I was hoping he would make me babysit on a school night rather than the weekend as I really enjoyed being a lazy teenager for two days before going back to school, but as he wanted a whole day to spend with his wife Saturday was a perfect day to cash in the favor. I just finished securing my cousin Lapis in his car seat in between his twin sisters before heading to the drivers seat.

MatchMakers representatives were coming to Trunks house to evaluate Trunks and I relationship which I found rather ridiculous. Our relationship was our business, yet in reality there really wasn't a real relationship, I sure wasn't going to make a move as I was just here to have him experience freedom while I didn't even know how he really felt about this "relationship".

I really wanted to try to postpone that stupid meeting by trying to argue that I was babysitting because of the deal I made with my uncle. But he automatically volunteered himself to help saying it wouldn't be fair because the deal I made with my uncle involved him. Which was why I sadly had to ask my dad to borrow his car and head over to Trunks place and talk to people part of a governmental law I despised.

When I made it to Trunks house my cousin Susie made a big deal even when I specifically told her a billion times on our way over here not to make a scene. I forgot that everyone isn't like me, immune to celebs as I viewed Trunks as a regular human being just with a higher status. So she fangirl(ed).

Stuttering her words trying to ask for a hug and an autograph and a picture at the same time.

"Breathe girl, do you remember how to do that?" I questioned, annoyed that she didn't listen to my warning.

Her face flushed red she took a deep breath, "I'm sorry I was just so excited to meet you, I'm a huge fan! My papa said Marron was matched with some loser, b-but your obviously not he is…no he's not he's a great dad…um…I'm gonna jump off a bridge now," she mumbled her last words, embarrassed as she squeezed her cheeks with her two hands wondering why she was presenting such behavior.

The answer was simple, she was acting like most typical fans who met their idol and didn't heed my warning when I told her to be chill when we got there. I decided not to laugh just like her two siblings were as she managed to shamefully humiliate herself.

I watched his reaction through this entire ordeal he was surprised at her fangirl approach as he didn't expect to be meeting a fan while I told this fan to keep her excitement to a minimum. Then he recovered from it knowing that he had to now address it.

"Uh, why don't we start with an autograph first," he said, a hint of nervousness in his voice. He was obviously a bit uncomfortable about the situation but my cousin couldn't notice it.

"Really! Um," she took off her backpack and began frantically looking for a pen and a magazine out of the many packed in her bag. She fished out a pen and a magazine of a shirtless Trunks. I decided not to ponder how in the world did she a mere nine year old got that magazine as I knew my uncle would've shot it down the minute he saw a half naked boy.

She was a sneaky little girl who acted as though she was my age and sometimes I have to remind myself that she's not even a preteen. This generation was becoming too grown for me.

I watched him sign it before I was forced to take a picture. He closed his eyes during the picture as he forced a big smile, I knew he was trying to hide the frustration in his eyes.

After that my cousins made themselves at home immediately, Lapis Jr. instantly became friends with Bulla as he took his bag of toys from me before going to her room to play. Suzanne my bookwork cousin was escorted by one of the maids when she nearly fainted upon hearing they had a library. And Susie was taken to the theater room where she was going to most likely binge watch those modeling shows my uncle forbade her from watching because it was too annoying to him and it made her act older than she actually is.

"Leave the children to do their own things unsupervised, I didn't know that was a part of the babysitting handbook."

He smiled lightly at my words, "Relax Chestnut the worst I can imagine is your cousin Suzanne getting a paper cut or Lapis jr. stepping on a lego. They'll be fine, you gotta trust them and we're going to make some rounds to check on them."

"Alright," I said calming my nerve. I just needed to bring those kids back to their parents the way they gave them to me, in one piece. They were well behaved children don't get me wrong, but it's like when you hang around your sibling for too long you end up fighting for some stupid reason, that was them. They couldn't sit in a room for an hour together without a brawl being ensued. But as they were all separated from each other they should be fine.

"By the way your cousins seems like nice interesting kids and I'm glad your uncle thinks highly of me."

I chuckled as he was referring to Susie saying her dad called him a loser, "At least he mentioned you and for that you should be grateful, he only cares for a handful of people you know."

"Well when I'm officially part of the family that will change right?"

I was so in shock with his words that I almost asked him to repeat the question. I had seemed to have forgotten that he was my match and were expected to get married and join families before having one of our own someday. This escalated too quickly for my taste. I didn't get a chance to answer as the MatchMaker's representatives who made their way in was being introduced by the Briefs butler Larry.

A man and a woman who I believed were married as the Matchmaker's would like to display their "success" of matching with their own employees entered the common room we were standing in.

"It's nice to meet you Ms. Chestnut and to see you again Mr. Briefs, I'm Pat and this is my wife Sarah," the man started as he walked over to me, reaching his hand out for me to shake.

I shook his and Sarah's hand. And we took a seat on the adjacent couches just as Larry was placing down a tray of cookies and cups of tea at the center of the coffee table.

"Alright, let's get down to business," Sarah commenced. "We're going to ask you a series of questions and ask of you to reply honestly," she continued before they both opened their binder with a questionnaire packet.

The questions had begun to start off simple, but in all honesty, we still couldn't seem to answer them. We only knew a few things about each other as we barely scratched the surface. We only knew each other's favorite color, food, ice cream flavor, show, movie, and things to do.

"Have you guys kissed yet?"

My hand had been reaching out for a cookie when it stopped mid-air and I looked at them wondering if they were serious. "What?" I questioned, flabbergasted.

They whispered among themselves, nodding to each other before filling out the answer to that part of the question and I was still stuck on what they said and wondering why was such a question on the paper.

"So that also means you guys haven't began to have sex, correct?"

Trunks who had been sipping his tea spat it out and choked a bit while my stomach churned.

Once again, they whispered and nodded among themselves before closing their binder.

"We'll your relationship is still premature and that's understandable, but we also want to remind you that you have a service for Japan. So, don't be shy to bring your relationship to base one and two," Pat explained as he and his wife stood up.

I watch her take out two sheets of paper from her binder before she handed it to us.

"We're looking forward to seeing you there."

They were beginning to make their leave before they stopped and seemed to realize something.

"Ms. Chestnut, if you don't mind can you step out as we talk to Mr. Briefs privately."

I nodded my head knowing I had no choice. I headed to the kitchen and sat at a barstool, staring at the pamphlet the lady had handed me.

Welcome newly made matches, we invite you to this seminar to better your relationship and remind you of your service. Through this seminar you'll be able to know your future spouse better and enjoy a weekend retreat at Grand Hotel.

I stared at the pamphlet some more, hoping it wasn't true but their words never seemed to lie. I didn't want to attend a seminar to better "our" relationship. I was now going in too deep for this operation freedom and if I didn't leave now I would end up trapped in something I had been against since the time I became aware of it. I couldn't stay in this relationship, I needed to tell them.

I unconsciously crumpled the edge of the paper. I jumped off the barstool and hoped they were finished discussing whatever they needed to with Trunks as I needed to tell them I couldn't go through with this pairing, I needed my freedom even if I failed to truly give him a piece of his own freedom.

I was heading out the kitchen to see Trunks close the door behind him. If I didn't do this now I don't know when I would have another perfect opportunity to break this off. He seemed fine to be in a fake relationship, but I couldn't act like I do. He was sweet I have to admit that, he also had a humorous side, but being with him would ruin all my goals.

"Hey can you believe it, we're going to a little retreat."

I was trying to move pass him and open the door, it was now or never.

I managed to get pass him and open the door to see them pulling off.

"What happened? Did you need to talk to them?"

I stared at the empty spot their car was once in, "I just wanted to say goodbye."

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't know," he apologized.

"It's fine," I lied.

I was caught up in a mess I was finding difficulty to clean up. If I left this match I don't know how he would feel and in the very beginning I wouldn't have cared how he would've felt as I was trying to reject him before he met me. Now I was stuck, wondering what was the right thing, was them leaving before I had a chance to break it off a sign that I should stay and sacrifice my freedom, I don't know. I just hope I find my answer soon.