TUSOKI
3; Hello.
Notes; This is inspired by Adele's new song Hello and an ask I got over at my K18 blog, Chestnut Island.
Somewhat of a What if scenario for Filler!Maron maturing out of her partying and ditzy ways? You could almost see it as an AU of some sorts.
Be aware, mentions of KrillinXMaron!
Just a tone.
Again.
She sighed as she pushed the disconnect button on her phone.
How many times had she tried now?
Tried to get a hold of him?
She'd lost count. Maybe the number she had was wrong? It wasn't unlikely, after all it had been a very long time since she had even thought about the small man who had came and gone in her life a long time ago.
She ran her fingers through her long blue hair. No that wasn't it. Someone had answered her call one time before, she had recognized the croaky voice of the old man who owned the small pink house on that small island all the way in the middle of the ocean.
And he had told her Krillin wasn't there when she asked for him. She never revealed herself, even when he kept asking for her name so he could leave a message.
Maron reached in front of her, taking a small faded photograph from the table.
She smiled softly at the people looking up at her, they were making goofy faces at the camera. She had found it when she was cleaning up some of her clutter in the basement of her home.
It was taken in a photo booth, she remembered that day clearly.
"Come on! It'll be fun!"
"I don't know..."
"Don't be such a killjoy!"
Maron chuckled, she had practically dragged him into that booth and they had ended up having a good time.
She stood up and walked over to her window. Outside it was raining steadily, down on the busy street people were rushing by trying to get somewhere dry. Maron pocketed the picture before leaning her forehead against the cool glass.
So much had changed since that time. Including herself, at least that is what she would like think. Looking back on the person she had been and the person she was today, she cringed.
She frowned almost sadly, how much had she hurt the one person who had been totally smitten with her, who had been willing to do everything for her, just for her own selfish reasons?
Back then she hadn't bothered with thoughts like these, she just wanted to have a good time.
But now? Now that she had matured a great deal and put some things into perspective?
And it wasn't if they'd never had fun together quite the opposite.
She smiled as she thought of all the shopping trips and walks on the beach they'd shared. Krillin had always been a very gentle and caring person, he had been like a steady line in her otherwise wild and turbulent life.
He'd always treated her with such respect, protected her from harm and made sure she got everything she desired, within reason. Always made sure she felt wanted and loved.
Maron bit her lip, thinking back at some intimate moments they'd shared, how safe she had felt in his warm embrace at night.
So why had she still hooked up with others while being with him? She wasn't even sure of the answer, she just wanted to have fun. She hadn't cared much or thought much about what that could have meant to him. He never complained or asked her about her escapades. He was just happy to spend time with her, she reasoned.
Until he apparently had enough of it and broke up with her. She swallowed a small lump in her throat thinking back at that particular moment.
The sun had been setting, they'd had walked along the shoreline when he he had told her, he was setting her free. And even if it might not have shown much on the outside, she had been crushed as he walked away from her.
"Just so you know, I would have said yes"
She had said softly, referring to marrying him, before walking away. At one point she could have sworn that he had called her name but she had been distracted by a handsome man in a fancy sport scar who had whisked her away.
After that, she had just kind of forgotten about him until she found the picture the other day.
Maron wrapped her arms around herself. She had messed up, big time. She wondered if he would be able to forgive her for treating him like she did? Would he even want to talk to her if she finally did manage to get a hold of him?
She wouldn't blame him if he didn't.
She turned back to the table, making up her mind. She would try on more time and if he didn't answer, then that would be it. She wouldn't try again.
She felt her heart skip a beat when she heard a click on the other side.
"Hello?"
Maron's eyes widened, this wasn't Krillin, in fact it wasn't a man at all.
"Hello, someone there?"
She frowned slightly, who was this woman and what was she doing at Kame house?
Was it one of his friends, the ladies she had met so long ago? But this voice sounded so different, she did not recognize it.
"Who is it, babe?"
Maron almost gasped, she recognized that voice. It was him. She hastily covered her mouth with her hand.
"I don't know, they're not talking." The unknown voice said.
"Just hang up, probably just some kids trying to prank call or something."
There was a louder click and then the line went dead.
Maron stood there for the longest time, just staring at her phone screen, trying to get her thoughts together.
Hearing his voice had been such a shock, especially after trying to get a hold of him for so long. But who was the woman? She had heard him call her babe, so was she his girlfriend? Wife?
Maron didn't know. She took the photograph from her pocket. She swallowed softly, caressing the picture for a moment before making up her mind.
She ripped it up with a smile, there was no need to dwell on the past any longer.
End.
Okay I know this is kind of REALLY ooc for Maron, but I wanted to explore a different outcome to her, no matter how hard it was to write her with an actual personality. -_-".
Personally I can't see this happen but it was fun to challenge myself to write her in a more positive light. Of course I did have to end it with a little K18 to balance this out! :P
Thanks for reading, R&R is greatly appreciated.
