Oh hey folks! Nice to see you've come back for chapter three! Oooh that rhymes! I've come home from holiday and I was actually finding myself looking forward to coming home! THAT, does not make sense. O.o This chappie was meant to go out earlier but FF.Net was failing on me, dammit! I'll do the review responses first this time.

Punky Gal- hehehe *smirks* yeaaa... they went back to HIS house *wink wink nudge nudge* ..... yea nothin happened. LoL. Sowwy but it's too early for things to happen, not to mention Trunksie has a girlfriend! But keep reading to find out!

LL- *gasps in horror* no... chips? *abrupt change of expression* WELL, mychipsaremagicalchipsthatlooklikechipstastelikechipsbutdon'tactuallyexist... Phew! ^_^

Bloodlust Night- Like, yea! Monster trucks are the shit! The absolute f*cking, goddamn, friggin', son of a gun, mind-blowin' SHIT! Muahahahahaaaaaaa! *apologizes profusely for explicit language*

Nyce456- Thanks for the review!

Marron Chan- Aaw, thanks! I kinda portrayed Trunks as how my crush acts! Teehee silly me! But yea, I agree, Trunks is pretty lovely... but not for long O.o so watch out! And again, they didn't actually DO anything!

Lady of the Dark- Oh! HAHAHA! I'm sorry I made ya faint *grins* I just lurved your name! So... SEXY! Anyways, Amsterdam was so cool. The structure of the city was something different because of all the canals! I went bike riding and everything! And would you believe this? My PARENTS (the people I live with and only claim to have relation to when I need to buy something. Oh yah, that's them), they took me to the RLD (figure it out). I mean, who DOES that? Nyaaaaaaa! BUT, I got a great story idea that I might consider going into! I also went down to the Dam Square and into, *fanfare* a MANGA SHOP! I got a 'How to draw Manga Couples' instuctional book and a DVD of 'Princess Mononoke'! I've watched the video and I found it very... uh... intriguing? It's really interesting. And for those of you who know about my drawings... I got inspiration overload! HA, after getting that beautiful inspirational book! Check 'em out, send me an e-mail request, whatever! Overall, it was all wonderful!

Lisa Visa- Hey ho, Lisa. I'll put it back up when I BETA READ it MUAHAHAHAHHA! Zeeboo! *does hand sign*

Aqua Illusion- Hey Aqua, thanks for taking the time to review! Even though you got the chappie before anyone else you still send me feedback! Now I'M the one feeling special, thanks honey! *spits out Aqua's head and offers it soaked in spit* Oh, here's yer head back by the by. And I must agree with you, these bus drivers, eh? Sheesh! When I grow up, I'm gonna become a mercenary against bus drivers. ARE YA WITH MEH?!

[Just so you guys know, Aqua Illusion got the chapter beforehand because I made a mistake in sending out an e-mail. She is not, I repeat, IS NOT superior. *laughs and then narrows eyes at Aqua*]

I won't tell- Heeheehee! You're so cool because 1) You like tumbleweeds, 2) You're my stalker (I feel oddly special), and 3) You're reading my fic! ^_^)

A/N to Credit Card aka. Lisa Visa- Thanks for reviewing YKYLM! Let me see that sexy body go BOM BOM BOM...!

Enjoy the chapter!

*I do not own the characters from Dragonball Z*

Crazy in Love

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Jealous Streaks

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: : SUNDAY 27th MAY : :

Marron awoke to the smell of pancakes.

Mmm, pancakes... where am I? She suddenly realized. Oh wow this is Trunks's old bedroom. Pity it's not his current one.

Marron made her way of out the bed, and groggily to the bathroom. She bumped into Bura on the way out, who was already dressed in her swim clothes.

'Morning, Marron! Good sleep?' she asked cheerfully.

'Yeah, thanks. What you doing up here?'

'Oh! Towels!' Bura dashed off towards the closet. 'There's lunch ready downstairs if you want It.' she called after her.

Marron washed her face and brushed her teeth (with her very own brush) and proceeded downstairs.

'Good Morning, Bulma.'

'Oh hey sweetie! Want some pancakes?'

Marron was about to accept the offer until she realized her current state. Tousled hair, rumpled clothing, and two black eyes on her face (as a result of her smudged mascara). She politely declined.

'Sorry I have to go back to mine and change, you know?'

'Come back after then.'

'Well-'

'Yes, Marron, you're coming back! Who's gonna say no to my pancakes?'

'Well, if you insist, Bulma' Marron laughed.

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[Marron]

Walking home that morning, I couldn't help but reminisce parts of the night before. It felt good just being around Trunks, and even though I kept telling myself that Trunks and I would never happen for real, that didn't keep me from thinking about him. When I was with him, in my eyes, he was all that mattered.

As the key turned in the lock, I grimaced knowing that I'd face something that looked like a product of a horror movie, as soon as I met with a mirror. And these are the days I don't wear make-up!

I changed into a decent yellow summer dress and forced my unmanageable hair into two loose ponytails. I dabbed onto my face some foundation and decorated my lashes with fresh mascara. The finishing touches were with my pearly pink lip serum, which protected my lips and provided full gloss action at the same time.

I checked my post and when found that said post were only either junk or takeaway leaflets, I grabbed my bag and headed back out the door.

I collided with an irate Trunks on my entrance to the mansion. He mumbled an apology and something about running late ('No time to chat, late for..!' *running off*), and then continued in the direction of the vehicle court.

'Trunks had somewhere to go?' I asked Bulma, settling on my seat and eyeing my plate of pancakes.

'Oh!' she exclaimed, 'he's late for his first real job interview!'

I snorted and nearly choked. Bulma look amused at my reaction and continued.

'He's gonna be working 'til he's twenty one, until then, I stay on as the president of Capsule Corp.'

I nodded knowingly and praised Bulma on her pancakes. She smiled and decided the windows need a second dusting. The thought of Trunks in a real job was unimaginable. Impatient, unorganized, and spoiled brat Trunks, working at a counter in a coffee shop? No thanks!

'Bulma,' I started, 'Have you met Lorna yet?' I simply felt like being nosey.

'Why, sugar, I don't think I have. Is she not the one with brown hair? That girl you were talking to the other day?' she said, clutching her duster to her chest and donning and confused expression.

'No, that's Paresu, she's Goten's girlfriend.'

'Oh, well now that you mention it, I think I'd like to meet this Lorna!'

Swallowing my last mouth of pancakes doused in maple syrup, my envy and curiosity started to kick in. I didn't like the sound of Lorna. She'd better be treating Trunks well; or else she'd have to go through me. It was funny I was getting worked up over nothing, because I hadn't even met or seen Lorna yet. But what if Trunks really really liked her? And she turned out to be the one for him? Where would I stand?

I pushed my last thoughts aside and rose form the dining table, taking my plate to the sink.

'Mrs. B?' I called.

Bulma came strolling into the kitchen from the conservatory with a plant in her hands. 'Yes, dear?'

'Is there anything you need me for?'

'No, dear. I've got everything settled.'

'Well, then, I'm gonna shoot of for work now. Alright?'

I bowed lightly before excusing myself for work. I had afternoon shifts on Sundays, half one 'til five. I work at the cosmetics and film-developing counter at the local Superdrugs. It's been my job somewhat for the past six months. I know it's not exactly dream career material seeing as I don't know how much longer I can take having to fish out dandruff removing shampoo from the back shelves of the store room, but once I get enough money and ideas, I'm hoping to release my own clothing line, mainly specializing in gowns and evening wear.

That night, when my shift ended, I walked through my apartment door and practically collapsed on the couch. Work was so busy today, I figured it was the summer season and people wanted their photos developed, right? So why am I finding myself to be digging out more dandruff removal shampoo than ever?

My home was very 'Friends' -esque. It even held a balcony like the one in the TV show.

As I lay, my attention averted to Trunks, and then slowly my train of thoughts traveled to his girlfriend, Lorna. I thought of all the possibilities to how Lorna could look. Dark hair? Blonde hair? Blue eyes? Brown eyes? Fat? Thin? The fact that Trunks had a girlfriend really ate at me inside, but whenever my emotions get too out of control, I just remember that I can't help the way other people feel, and the least I can do as a friend is be happy for him and be there when he needs for me.

My thoughts were cut off by the sound of my phone ringing. The ringtone was one of those ones that was as annoying as a twig up your backside, but I think I've become so accustomed to it now to do anything about it.

'Hello?'

'Hey, Mar, it's me, Trunks!' a cheerful voice said on the other end.

All of a sudden, my heart fluttered and I broke into smiles.

'Hey, girl! Whatcha up to?' I joked.

'Well, BOY, first of all, I got the job!' I laughed and congratulated him on the good news. 'So, I thought that we could all go out tonight and celebrate? And maybe, I could well, bring Lorna.'

I paused, taken back; not knowing what he expected me to say.

'Yeah... why not? I'm sure she'd be fine!' I lied.

'Oh, she's fine all right...'

'.................'

'Ok ahem *clears throat* You sure you won't feel intimidated?'

'Trunks!' I said, pretending to sound pissed. 'Ok, whatever! Tell me more about your job?' I hastily changed the subject.

'Oh, well I'm the manager of this gym downtown. The job only lasts for two months, after that, I'm taking over CC remember? So this job is kinda like a taster for the role of managing a company.'

'Oh, I see.'

'So really, that was just a lame excuse for tonight. The real reason is cos I want everyone to meet Lorna. Ahahaha.'

I was surprised at Trunks's plan, but as per usual, I pushed my thoughts aside and responded in a traditional Marron style nonetheless.

'Er, Houston, we have a conniving little slyster on board. Over and out!' I exclaimed.

I could hear him laughing on the other end. And suddenly, I had this uncontrollable urge to run two blocks down into the Briefs's mansion, and up to where he was standing or sitting or lying, and snog his cute little face off.

What can I say? He gets me all hot. And it really doesn't help with me being a hopeless romantic.

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A/N- Well there's the chappie for ya, and all in the head of Marron for a whole day! I'm sorry that was quite short, but please keep reviewing! I was so happy when I checked my inbox and received truckloads of reviews! And only two chapters!!

Thanks guys, love you all! *waves and blows kisses*