Hi everyone! Thank you for the reviews, I love them! I really enjoyed writing this chapter, and I hope you'll get a few laughs out of reading it. And my fetish for monster trucks, well that can't be explained!

But I know that you guys in America are damned lucky to have them because here in England, all we really have is football. And that's soccer football, not the American kind.

I'm going to Holland for four days so I'll try to update when I get back! Oh and this was originally meant to go on FF.Net for Saturday, but I'm putting it on a day early cos tomorrow I gotta pack and I'm busy anyways!

Enjoy!

*I do not own the characters from Dragonball Z*

Crazy in Love

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Monster Truck Time!

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: : SATURDAY 26th MAY : :

'Come On, Trunks. What are ya waiting for?' Marron squealed maniacally. She was sitting in the driver's seat of Trunks car, on her head was a white Capsule Corp baseball cap, which packed in her messed up hair, and she wore a beige, sleeveless hooded shirt and white jeans.

'Hold up, Mar. I couldn't find the tickets!' Trunks shouted, running from the Briefs's mansion. He donned a light blue shirt and jeans, and also had the same Capsule Corp baseball cap.

'That's cos I got 'em!' Marron shrieked. She sighed and hastily started the car while Trunks was only halfway in. Marron was panicking at how late they both were.

'Woah, missy. Hold on!'

'Hurry!' she said.

As if with perfect timing, at that precise moment, just as they were about to head off to the long awaited annual Monster Truck Rally, the engine failed and they were left with a gas-less, and very use-less car. Marron sat still; with all hope of the engine sparking to life once again.

'Don't tell me we have to take public transport!' Trunks wailed childishly.

'Trunks, get your ass into the garage and pull out another car.' Marron ordered after a long pause.

'I can't! My mom's out and she's got the keys to everything!'

'Trunks,' Marron sighed. 'What are we gonna do? Think of something!'

But with the response of Trunks simply shaking his head, Marron got out and sat on the bonnet. 'I got these tickets specially, Trunks! And you ain't gonna find another girl that loves monster truck rallies as much as I do!'

'Oh, Mar. Come here,' Trunks said, motioning her to rise. 'Turn around and let me take a look at your jeans.' On the realization that Marron may had have just ruined a perfectly good pair of jeans.

'What?' Marron asked with a pathetic expression on her face.

'Yep, thought so. They are so ruined. Women with white trousers and machines do not mix.'

Marron frowned and looked as if she was to cry, her face had a dismal expression plastered on it. Trunks noticed, and decided on the only one thing to do. Acting on instinct. He swooped down and picked her up.

'Trunks. What the bloody f*ck are you doing?' she said bluntly.

'I'm taking you to the monster truck rally. And to make up for being late, I'm taking you out to dinner afterwards. Does that sound alright to you?'

'Oh!' Marron smiled. 'Thanks! Oh shit; wait a minute... you're gonna fly aren't you?'

Terrified screams pierced the air as Trunks shot off with Marron holding on for dear life.

Moments after, Trunks, and a stirred up Marron arrived at the monster arena, which was unsurprisingly buzzing with people. Marron got the seats and was later joined by Trunks who had the snacks and drinks. He handed her a packet of potato chips and a large cup of orange juice.

The two sat and cheered and roared at monster trucks into the night. At one point, Marron even got too excited and accidentally spilled her orange all over Trunks when she leapt up.

When the events finished, they were two of the last people to leave the place. The rest were either cleaners or some drunkards that couldn't make it down the steps.

They carefully stepped in and out away from all the trash that spectators had left behind.

'Thanks, Trunks. I'm really happy you decided to come tonight. But I'm not sure Lorna's too happy?'

'Ah, well, what are friends for, eh? And it's not like Goten woulda gone with you.'

'Yeah, he hates monster trucks. Silly boy.'

Trunks laughed and put his arm around Marron.

Oh my god why is he putting his arm around me? Marron thought. Hey wait, he probably only means it as a friend, I'm overreacting. Just enjoy his company, Marron. No point trying to make it what it isn't.

'Trunks... we're walking nowhere.' Marron finally realized after a long while of silent walking.

'No we're not, I'm taking you to dinner, remember?' he corrected her.

'I didn't know the restaurants were open at like, one in the morning.' she responded.

'Well, now you do.' he laughed when they both stopped outside a tiny building called Le Chateau. Trunks welcomed Marron with an open door and she walked inside finding herself inside a dimly lit room with a musky smell.

'Smells nice in here, Trunks. You come here often?'

'Oh, yeah. I brought Lorna here once, but she didn't like it.'

'When was that?' Marron asked, feigning interest.

'Oh about three weeks ago I think. Well basically when we started dating.'

'Oh I see.' Marron said. 'How is Lorna anyway?'

'She's good.' Trunks replied. 'She's the cutest girl I've ever seen!' Marron felt sad inside but didn't show it. Instead, she decided to turn it into a joke.

'Cuter than... Me?' she said mockingly, pretending to be offended.

'No! Never!' Trunks laughed. 'No one is cuter than you! You'll always be number one for me, Mar!'

Marron showed a smile when deep inside she wasn't sure if Trunks was joking. They got a table by the window and made themselves comfortable.

Why am I so afraid to tell him how I feel? Oh why did I even ask that I know the answer already? I'm afraid of rejection, I'm afraid I'd ruin a perfectly wonderful friendship. I'm afraid I'd lose him.

But HE told YOU. He went up to your face and told you HIMSELF that he loved you. Even if you didn't feel the same, he braved himself up and got the courage to tell YOU how HE felt. So why is it any different with you?

'Marron, what do you want?' Trunks said, interrupting her train of thought.

'Oh... can I just have what you're having?'

'Okay, a quarter pounder with cheese meal times two, please.' he told the waiter.

'French cuisine does burgers?' Marron openly chuckled. 'There's something new!'

The food took a good ten minutes but when it finally came, Marron and Trunks couldn't be happier. They tucked into their fast food meal and kept striving to speak in between mouthfuls. Just two old friends having a bite made the scene at Le Chateau that night. And also the occasional 'fries for fangs' from Trunks was also included in the history.

When they finished, Trunks ordered two ice cream cones to go (Vanilla for Marron, Chocolate for Trunks) and paid for the meal, leaving a huge tip in the process.

'Are we flying home?'

'Stupid question, Marron.'

She punched him on the arm and he laughed.

'Well, we could walk too, you know.' she said. 'There are other means of transport. For example... public, transport.'

'You did not just say that.' Trunks shook his head. 'I am not over the trauma of last week yet. Marron, cameras in your face HURT.'

Trunks had an unusually strange phobia of public transport. Firstly, he was highly impatient, for the mere thought of waiting for any form of bus, train, or boat made him shudder beyond belief. Secondly, his social status meant that everywhere he went in private he would be stalked, yet alone in public. And the thought of being mobbed in the hustle and bustle of the underground doesn't exactly sound too appealing now, does it? And finally, one doesn't prefer the services of public transport when one has a multi-million reputation and the tendencies to indulge in expensive tastes, does one now?

They finished their much-desired ice cream and soon it was time to retreat back home. That night, something very rare happened, Marron persuaded Trunks to travel home by train. According to her, Trunks needed to make up for those times he hadn't used public transport, so he could 'empathize' her grief on getting to work every morning. That's minus the hundreds of civilians also rushing to said work. She literally dragged him, with him protesting- although not very enthusiastically- every other minute.

Fortune came in Trunks's favour when the underground train station was found almost unoccupied apart from more drunkards and a few tumbleweeds rolling by. (*KD screams with laughter*)

'Trunks, I'll be damned if you knew which lines went to where.' Marron sighed.

'Uh oh... Marron what is... that?' Trunks said, pointing towards the security camera.

Marron laughed out loud when she realized Trunks was just playing, because for a second, she really thought they were being stalked. They luckily caught the very last train for the station and Marron fell asleep on Trunks's shoulder throughout so when it was time for him to drop her to her house, he couldn't get her keys. So he thought he would take her back to HIS home. And that night, Marron had lovely dreams.

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A/N- Hey guys, I hope you've enjoyed that? Le Chateau means The Castle in French, I think.

Bloodlust Night- *hopeful sigh* You... you like monster trucks too? Well. I have high hopes of kindling this new found love with you. I think I've finally found my trucks twin... *dreamy sigh* ^_^ Luv your review!

Aqua Illusions- My darling Aqua! You're back, oh how I've missed you! *bites Aqua's head off*

Marron12- Hehe! That T/M 4Eva comment was TOTALLY for you! I remembered it from the last times you reviewed!! Perfect, you say? Why, I don't think my stories have ever been called that before... *breaks into pathetic sobs while thanking Marron12 non-stop causing her to run away screaming for dear life*

Miraicatarina- Hello you! Thank you for taking the time to review. Inspiration almost comes hand in hand with every review. ^_^

Legolas Luver- Hello, love! *hugs LL* thank you for reviewing every time, here, have a chip. *hands LL a crusty potato chip*

I won't tell- So! You won't tell who you are! You think you're smart eh? (actually you are, cos by giving your name out it actually means you're automatically entered on my list of stalkees) Well... we'll see about that *evil laugh with ocassional cough and splutter* HAHA thanks for reviewing!

Lady of the Dark- Well, Hel-LO! Thank YOU for reviewing *winks* Who's a sexyy ladyyyyyy *breaks into a song she doesn't even know but is very out of tune nonetheless*

Anti-Pan Fan- Hahahaha! WONDERFUL name teeheehee! Nah I don't mind Pan that much... just not Pan with Trunks! Wooop let's start a chanting club!

Punky Gal- *disco music intro*.... TAKE ME TO....... *snare drum* PUNKY *high pitched* TOWN *snare drum*...... TAKE ME TO..... *snare drum* PUNKY *low pitch* TOWN... *guitar solo with drums*

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