3 weeks later.
Trunks sat near his Pops eating a bowl of cheerios with milk. Dr. Briefs smacking his lips, the cereal so good to his sour stomach. The elderly man was experiencing indigestion the past few days. Trunks swirled his spoon in the sweet milk, "How are you feeling Pops beside the indigestion." He spoke softly, peeking his vision to pearly white eyes. Trunks the past few weeks keeping his promise, with a gentler approach. He almost seemed unrecognizable, his energy mellow as he peaked his eyes outside at Muffs. She was sitting in her usual spot fidgeting with her phone, and a blue pen near her pink lips in thought. She lightly chewed the pen cap trying to work out the schedule. She wore a short skirt slowly hiking on her inner thigh, but she seemed focused on her task unaware of it. Trunks sighed, he could read her energy. She was nervous but he didn't know why.
"Ehh ok." Dr. Briefs announced, coughing and taking a deep breath. He patted his blue blankets, the two actually alone inside the room. Mrs. Betty was home with her family for the week, so it was quite peaceful. The visit was enjoyable and needed with the elder man getting alone time with his grandson. Trunks leaned over covering his Pops with a large fuzzy blue blanket, as the elder man shivered. The nursing home hallway cold and brisk this morning, the weather surprising Tokyo with a cool front. The rain droplets splattered on the window, with drops of condensation developing on the window panes. Trunks took another bite of his cereal, as his grandfather coughed. Marron peered inside occasionally working on her Iphone, she watched Trunks twirl his spoon inside the bowl of cereal. He seemed quite mellow today, the duo inside quietly speaking. Trunks cleared his throat "So I heard Mrs. Lucy has been visiting you more."
Dr. Briefs nodded his head. "She's just being nosy."
Trunks smirked, "I think she is really nice, and it's good for you to socialize." Trunks leaned back, patting his belly the cereal easily filling him. A few petite footsteps could be heard inside the hallway a few yards away from them. Trunks caught a flash of gray hair as Lucy across the hall sneakily peeked inside. Trunks simply ignored her, his Saiyan senses picking up on the elder lady before she made her approach near the door. He purposely asked his grandfather about her, knowing she was near. "I like her Pops." Trunks announced opening his apple juice carton and chugging the sweet liquid.
Lucy peeked inside the room with a small smile, the duo too cute. She winked at Marron the two having conversations here and there. She took a step forward towards Marron, who flashed her pearly teeth at the sweet elderly lady. Lucy wore a gray gown, with white slippers and the gray hair freshly permed. Lucy quietly sat near the young blonde in a green lounge chair left in the hallway near room 333.
"Your husband must truly love you; he is so devoted to his grandfather. My goodness I can only imagine how he treats his wife. Plus, he is sexy." Lucy giggled, as Marron shook her head, giggling with the elder lady. Lucy being so sweet but quite forgetful with the beginning stages of Alzhiemers. Marron has had the same conversation with the lady for the past few weeks.
"Honestly, Lucy, he gets that a lot. So, don't you dare go tell him he is sexy, it just makes him cocky. But we aren't married." Marron honestly spoke, opening her brown bag and handing Lucy a bag of M&M's. The duo typically ate M&M's during their visit, Lucy being quite a hoot. She knew all the gossip going on between several patients and within the facility. Last week was interesting as two older men got in a dispute over an Mrs. Zeus, who seemed to be the slut of the facility. The nursing home is very similar to highschool, with groups of people classified into categories. Lucy grabbed a yellow M&M and munched on it with a satisfied groan. She studied the young blonde,
"Oh I'm so sorry. I thought you two.." Lucy apologetically began but was soon interrupted with Marrons waving hands. "Trust me we get that often but we are best friends." Marron spoke winking at the elder lady. She grabbed a few blue and green M&M's munching on her breakfast.
"Well tell me about yourself dear?" Lucy asked the young blonde, as Marron peeked back inside watching Trunks brush his grandfather's disheveled hair. Their visit today was more enjoyable with free time, Trunks not having his first event until noon, a lunch date with a company in America over Zoom. Marron smiled 'Well there's not much to say but I work for him." She stated, pointing to Trunks, wearing a classic black suit with a white crisp button shirt. Marron shrugged her shoulders innocently digging into her candy bag. The conversation was very familiar to her but she enjoyed the elder lady.
"There is always more to life than work. Tell me about you." Lucy demanded patting Marron's shoulder; the elderly woman seemed to have a motherly touch. Marron bit her lip, "Well I grew up in America down south with my mother and father. I moved here, hoping for a better career. Um….I love Purple Lilies, rock music like old school ACDC, um... I also love spending time with my boyfriend Chester." Marron smirked, the two becoming so close and slowly falling in love.
"Oh, now there's a story. So, tell me about your boyfriend?" Lucy asked, biting onto a M&M the sweet chocolate gooey. Marron giggled at the elderly lady who typically loved to hear about her boyfriend.
"Well, he works for a gaming design company. He loves hotdogs, he enjoys reading novels about aliens, um he wants to own and build his own gaming company, and...um…" Marron tapped her fingers nervously realizing there wasn't really much else to say. The relationship was blossoming but perhaps it was slowly losing its luster. She was also very fearful perhaps things were moving too quickly between the couple especially now..She peered inside Dr. Brief's room as Trunks got in his Pops bed looking at an old picture album. The two were reminiscing and laughing. She bit her lip, when suddenly she felt Lucy's hands.
Lucy patted Marron's shoulder as she spoke "My husband was a very good looker. Broad with brunette hair and very muscular. That is what attracted me to him at first then he became my best friend then my lover. The first few years were great with our two little boys, but he was drafted." Lucy paused, wiping a tear from her brown dark eyes. Marron grabbed a few Kleenex from her leather bag and handed it to Mrs. Lucy.
Lucy dabbed her eyes "Oh honey you are too young to understand but love is love." Lucy gripped Marron's hands. She winked, "You remember that." Lucy tugged a blonde lock behind her ear as Marron meekly smiled. She wasn't used to the elder lady being so loving, she yearned for a mother especially now. She needed someone to confide in, who would give her wise advice or moral support.
Trunks exited the room surprised to see Lucy near Marron hugging her tightly. He put his hands in his pockets watching the tender moment. Trunks knew Muff's past, the motherly lady becoming a soft spot for Marron the past few weeks. Lucy seemed attracted to Muffs typically talking to the young blonde. Trunks cleared his throat with a warm smile "Sorry Muffs but are you ready?"
"Um Yea, Bye Lucy" Marron announced, giving the lady a sweet peck on her cheek. Lucy winked at her again with a warm smile eating her chocolate. Trunks waved at Lucy who returned the wave and peek inside Dr. Briefs room again. Trunks smirked knowing Lucy was going to enter his Pops room to talk or maybe more.
Marron quickly picked up her bag when the contents fell across the floor. Trunks bent down picking up random items, pens, tampons, midol, tylenol, ipad, keys, and a pink thong. He smirked, picking it up with the crook of his finger. "You really live out of this bag don't you." Trunks commented, holding up the lingerie as Muffs snapped it out of his grasp stuffing it in her bag.
"Stay in your lane Boxer Boy." She flustered, standing up swinging the bag across her shoulder following Trunks down the hallway. He strided confidently with his hands in his pockets to the nurses station. He unclipped his visitor tag dropping it on the counter winking at Stacy who waved at him. Marron quickly catches the wink, dropping her tag onto the counter and walking outside through the glass doors. Trunks continued his stride grasping his dark shades from his chest pocket quickly putting them on as the sun glared. He cleared his throat hearing Marron's heels click on the concrete getting closer to him.
"Did you hook up with Stacy?" Marron asked, Trunks turned around his hair ruffling with the cool breeze, the sunglasses glaring her own reflection. She could see herself with a yellow skirt and yellow blouse. She cocked her head as he smirked, "Wouldn't you like to know huh Muffs? But no, I found out she just recently got engaged."He sighed, with a shrugged of his shoulders.
"You should have asked her out many months ago." Marron stated, running to the park suburban. Trunks ignored her statement making his way to the park vehicle pressing the key fob, walking to the passenger side.
He held out his hand her short petite frame always needing a boost inside the tall vehicle. "Come on shorty." He snickered, as she grabbed his hand and heaved forward onto the seat. "Ok so I'm getting trends with you and Sushi. Don't ask me why but I think today is Sushi day. So perhaps .." He paused her, putting his index finger on her thin pink lips. "Do ever shut up, woman?" He teased, shutting the door as she bit her lip frustrated with his statement. She watched him walk around the vehicle and enter with ease throwing a pack of cigarettes on the dash with a Vegeta style smirk. He knew it would rile her up, the moment between Lucy and her becoming too serious. He was curious what could they be talking about but he figured it was a woman thing.
"You have the nerve to shut a woman up. And if this woman didn't shut up you would be lost without me with your schedules." She went off, buckling her seat belt, her face flushed with redness. Trunks chuckled, "Ok Muffs, did you eat your wheaties today? You're like a bottle rocket today."
Marron shrugged her shoulders, brushing her hands through her blonde curls and pulling down her button yellow blouse. Her yellow heels tapping against the floor board with fierce force.
Trunks noticed the shine of a gold heart pendant in the sunlight. He leaned over gingerly, lifting it with a questioning eyebrow. "This is very nice? 14 karat gold at that. Muffs you hooked him." Trunks snickered, as Marron bit her lip. She was having an emotional day, she checked her phone with the pink flower app notification 9 ½ days late. A tear escaping her eye duct as Trunks revved the engine exiting the Hills Nursing home parking lot. He turned the knob to the radio blasting news, he bit his lip perhaps tunes would be better. "What kind of tunes do you feel like Muffs?" He joked, turning his vision upon her. Her lips were trembling with tears escaping her sapphire eyes. She was digging into her brown leather bag slowly pulling out sunglasses. He sighed and swiped the glasses from her, a gasp escaping her purse lips. Trunks steered the vehicle pulling the suburban off to the shoulder lane slamming it into park, flipping the emergency blinking lights on. She was upset and if Chester hurt her he would literally kill him.
"Muffs…."
She interrupted him leaning over and holding him tightly, her fist pulling at his white button shirt. Trunks shifted uncomfortably wrapping his arms around her petite frame. He was unsure why the sudden outburst, but he let her sniffle in his chest the tears soaking his shirt. He rested his chin on top of her head smelling her tropical scent. He smiled her bad habit living in his own rush lifestyle, those damn feminine wipes. He gingerly kisses the top of her head, taking a deep breath.-Dende please let this be hormonal.- He anguished gripping her tighter.
Trunks sat silently letting her cry it out, perhaps it was the talk with the motherly Lucy. His mind went into overdrive, thinking why was she suddenly upset. Perhaps he forgot a special date? No, her birthday wasn't till a few weeks. She trembled in his grasp, as his muscular arms gently squeezed her.
"Is it PMS? Do we need to stop and get Dove chocolate?" He gently spoke, she giggled into his chest crying harder. Trunks bit his lip not understanding the woman. A pang of guilt hitting him, perhaps he shouldn't have dragged her into this lifestyle. It was exhausting even with his Saiyan energy, yet she kept up with him and all the responsibilities. "Muffs look….-" She interrupted him picking up her head and looking into his piercing blue eyes which held a concerned glaze. "I'm Late." She spoke softly, pulling away from him digging in her bag again pulling out several kleenex wiping her eyes and snot dripping from her nose. She trembled scared, Trunks took a sharp deep breath unsure what to say. He brushed her blonde hair tucking it behind her ear, grasping her puffy flush cheek. "How late?" He spoke, women's reproductive systems not really his expertise but he knew what she meant.
Marron pulled away from his hands "A week and half" she choked digging in her brown bag unsure what she was searching for. She felt compelled to avoid his eyes and perhaps she could find a bag of Cheetos. Trunks grabbed her forearm taking his thumb wiping her cheek with tears. "Do you love him?" The question was so serious she choked. He stared into her eyes studying her.
Marron remained silent, biting her lip. Trunks could read her, yet he also remained silent, taking his index finger pointing it upward. "Do you trust me?" He gently placed his right hand over her cover stomach, as she gave him a perplexed look. "What are you doing?" Marron asked, shifting uncomfortably. Trunks gently lifted her blouse, his bare hand touching her pale flesh stomach. She was embarrassed, the tummy pouch not her favorite feature but his hands were so warm, and suddenly yelped, feeling a very lightening warming sensation, the energy surprising her as he emitted warm sparks. His Saiyan capabilities amaze her not realizing how gentle he could be. Trunks closed his eyes studying closely trying to feel another's energy. He kept his eyes closed, rubbing her stomach as Marron watched him anxiously. She never saw him really use his energy, their years together peaceful but she heard the stories. It amazed her the light yellow sparks surrounding his body, as she looked down watching him rub her belly.
"Muffs…" He paused focusing making sure. "You're not pregnant." He whispered, opening his eyes meeting her swollen sapphire eyes. He pulled his hand away from her flesh, tucking her shirt down. He quietly leaned back into his drivers leather seat. The small amount of energy he used exhausts him and his focus. He knew it wasn't normal, gently passing his hands through his soft silky lavender hair. His chest tightened but he ignored the sensations, as he closed his eyes grimacing.
"Thank Dende'' she whispered, the relief perhaps surprising her. She dramatically leaned back into her seat. The silence between the duo was heavy and stressful. Trunks flipped the emergency lights off, she looked over him. She didn't know he could do such things but he looked exhausted. "Trunks, why didn't you tell me you could do that?" She asked, watching him avoid her gaze, twiddling his thumbs. "There's alot of things you don't know Muffs and perhaps that's a good thing." He admitted, shifting the car into drive, checking his rearview mirror. She bit her lip unsure why he would say such a thing. He sped the vehicle getting back onto the highway. Marron didn't like the answer, "Trunks...what else…" She was interrupted, his phone ring tone screamed loudly across the bluetooth system. Trunks eyes shot open, looking at the center console screen recognizing his sister's profile and number. He swipes the console screen answering the phone "Hey Bra." Trunks revved the engine shifting lanes, he knew the lunch meeting was drawing near the digital clock readout 11:38am.
"Yo, I know you talked to her like sorta. But damn it Trunks, I've had it. I swear." Bra yelled over the speaker. Both could hear in the background the kids yelling and Goten yelping. Their house was always filled with excitement with the twins.
"I swear Trunks, if you make her cry one more damn time." Bra went off, then suddenly screamed "Damn it Goten grab Bren. ugh….." Trunks groaned, his sister's high pitch tone hurting his sensitive ears. "Look Bra, it's …"
"Fuck you Trunks, If you don't fix it! I fucking will, I'll send the V bomb I swear!" Bra groused, her image quickly popping onto the skype video on the center console. Bra flipping the switch to see her brother. Marron quickly snapped her sunglasses on, not wanting the young blue-haired Saiyan to notice her recent tears. Trunks flipped his middle finger towards his sister on the console pressing harder on the gas pedal as the car sped through traffic. Marron gripped the oh shit handle above the passenger window as he swerved missing a blue car. "Real fucking mature Bro….I swear Trunks….ugrh"
"Fuck you Bra, you go fucking scream to Dad. Drop the fucking V' bomb" He yelled, his anger and his commitment to himself tossed out the window. Marron snickered knowing the term V bomb referencing Vegeta to get involved in their bickering. Though she didn't understand Bulma's crying, she seemed fine earlier at the lab lunch a few weeks ago.
"I had to call Dad to pick her up, for goodness sakes she was rearranging our clothes Trunks….our clothes. I told Dad it was all your fault. So, you deal with the both of them. Good luck dickhead." Bra yelled, hanging up the phone before Trunks could respond. He hit the steering wheel with his fist. -that bitch-
Marron even with her sniffles giggled, the sister and brother duo rival never ceasing. Trunks blew a gasket, he growled continuing to beat the steering wheel. He swerved missing a black Suv, as Marron yelped. His anger getting the best of him, he slammed his fist so hard on the steering wheel the airbag hit his face. "Fuck…"
The suburban swerved as Trunks screeched the vehicle over to the shoulder slamming the break. Marron in her anxiety panic went into a fit of laughter. Her body jutted forward with the slam of the brakes.
"Fuck." She screamed, laughing and crying simultaneously as she gripped Trunks right shoulder, her nails digging into his flesh as he controlled the vehicle into the shoulder. Trunks slammed the suburban into park, he looked over Marron making sure she was ok.
"Muffs? You ok?" Trunks gently tugged her forward, the tears flowing freely. He gripped her into his chest, it scared him. "I'm sorry Muffs, I'm so sorry." He whimpered; he rubbed his cheek against hers. She gripped him, "I'm ok...I'm ok." She whimpered, tears flowing freely. She pulled away as he gripped her chin kissing her forehead gingerly. He leaned his forehead against hers, " I have a fucking anger problem." He whispered, closing his eyes, tears flowing, his chest tightened as perspiration was pouring off of him. He gritted his teeth wanting to ignore the pain, he silently prayed for it to go away.
"Trunks I can't do this…..I can't" Marron went into hysterics, crying. She bit her lip so hard, the metallic taste of her own blood entered her senses. Trunks nodded his head, crying along with her. "Leave me Muffs. I'm a loose canon Muffs." He whimpered gently letting her go, and rubbing his thumbs across her puffy cheeks stained with eyeliner. He gently smeared the eyeliner off her cheeks.
"That's not what I want Trunks. I …..I….I don't love him."